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ohshutupjimin · 2 years
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Touch Yourself ~ Jeon Jungkook
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*EXPLICIT CONTENT ~ MUST BE 18 OR OLDER TO READ*
"I'm leaving tomorrow baby." Jungkook said.
"I know, don't remind me" Jungkook chuckled at your whining. Jungkook was leaving for tour tomorrow, it will be about 4 or 5 months before you see him next.
Jungkook was already packed and ready to go, he sorted every little thing out for you so when he leaves you'll be fine. He did everything you could ask for and more, he even stocked the freezer with ice cream and frozen pizzas so when you have a down day it's right there for you.
Jungkook took care of your every need without ask including what he considered most important, your sexual needs. Being away for so long he made sure that your sexual needs would be satisfied, with or without him being here. He even ordered you a vibrating dildo and filled your draw with batteries for it to last years.
But he also took the liberty of teaching you how to touch yourself. You however didn't think you'd have this need, but you agreed to let him teach you. For the past couple of weeks he gave you little lessons before getting impatient and pushing your hands away. "I think we should go to bed" 
"Kook, it's early" 
"I didn't say we would sleep" he smirked at you giggling at his words.
He walked over to your position of sitting on the couch, taking you in his arms and carrying you up to your bedroom. Your lips left little trails of kisses along his neck and jaw before he threw you onto your bed. You yelped as he climbed onto the bed hovering over you. His soft lips met yours in a heated kiss. His hands are not wasting any time pulling off both your shirts, throwing them behind his shoulder and onto the floor.
His arms snaked around your torso bringing your chests closer together as you regained the kiss. His fingers reached the clasp of your bra, undoing it and throwing it somewhere near your tops.
Jungkook kissed his way down your chest and stomach leaving your center pulsing and soaked. Jungkook's fingers hooked into the hem of your bottoms and pulled them down your legs.
"God Y/N, you're soaked" your face flushed red, blushing at his comment. You then proceeded to cover your face from embarrassment. “Don’t cover your face, I want to see you.” He's hardly touched you. His fingers explored past the elastic of your panties tugging them down effortlessly. He kissed his way back up to your face from your belly button.
"You're so beautiful, I'm going to miss you so much baby" 
"I'll miss you too Kook.” Your lips met as Jungkook took your hands in his, he brought them down closer to your center. "Daddy" you breathed out as both your fingers brushed over your center
"Touch yourself for me." 
"What?" 
"Show me that you're going to be okay without me here for a while" 
"Babe-"
"Please Y/N". Your hands left Jungkook's as they reached your wet center.
Jungkook moved back to watch you touch yourself. Your fingers were coated in your wetness as they found your clit, circling it slowly.
"Jungkook!" you moaned, biting your lip as one of your hands slipped down, poking at your entrance. Jungkook watched you, your face, your hands. You entered your finger moaning out Jungkook 's name. Your head is thrown back, eyes shut tight, and mouth slightly agape.
A groan left Jungkook's lips and your eyes opened to see him pumping his hard member in his hand. You had two fingers now pumping as Jungkook held his member in his hand pumping it at the same pace of your thrusts.
"Oh Jungkook!" You almost screamed out. "Holy shit, I'm close" your hand movements sped up, going as fast as humanly possible. "Fuck fuck fuck! Jungkook!!" The image of Jungkook 's hand moving up and down his member edging you closer to your high.
Minutes passed and both you and Jungkook were about to explode. Your name along with swears left Jungkook 's lips as you screamed out. Your high hitting you as your hands didn't stop, riding out your high.
Jungkook released his hot load all over his lower chest and hand as you pulled your hands away. Panting trying to catch your breath, Jungkook grabbed your wrist and brought your hands up to his mouth, sucking off your release from your fingers. You did the same to Jungkook as he pulled away your hand.
Jungkook was hard again and you both were ready to go for round two, savoring the moment as it will be the last for many months.
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I know this a little different from your request but since this is my very first request for prompts, I hope you still enjoyed this. I’m not the greatest SMUT writer on here.
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asadfangirlbitxh · 1 year
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Yoongi is a mafia drug lord whose dream was to actually become a rockstar but his father forces him into the life. He meets quirky boy Taehyung
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He's so beautiful and so pure. Yoongi can't help but fall more and more in love with him. He is ready to risk it all for him. The mafia lord everyone fears becomes a whipped man in front of his new boyfriend
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yakuly · 11 months
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🫐 Fluff/Soft Prompts
» "Você cheira muito bem"
» "Voce é mais que isso pra mim...sempre foi"
» "Eu acho que você está bêbad." "E eu acho você bonit."
» "Me beija logo!"
» "Tudo o que eu sei, é que sou mais feliz com você"
» "É magia!" Não, é você."
» "Eu quero que você seja a primeira coisa que eu vejo de manhã"
» "Não se preocupe, eu vou cuidar de você"
»"Eu esqueci o quão bonito é o seu sorriso"
» "Você fica melhor nas minhas roupas do que eu"
» "Essa é a minha camisa?" "Não, essa é a nossa camisa"
» "Eu não quis dizer isso, mas é, eu te amo"
» "Alguém ja te disse que seus olhos brilham a luz da lua?
» "Essa vista não é de tirar o fôlego? "A vista é boa, você é de tirar o fôlego"
» "Você é a única pessoa que eu penso em dividir meus pensamentos, meus sonhos, futuro, café e vinho" "Wow! Eu sou tão importante assim?" "Você é tão importante assim".
» "Eu não acreditava em alma gêmea até conhecer você"
» "Tudo bem, mas você me deve um beijo"
» "Isso é minha camiseta?"
» "Você é tudo o que eu sempre quis!"
» "Mas você é minha casa"
» "você é um/uma idiota!" "sou o seu/sua idiota!"
» "Você está na frente da vista" "Eu sou a vista!
» "Não é estranho, sou só...eu"
» "Eu amo seu jeito de dizer que me ama". "mesmo que seja estranho?" "Mesmo que seja estranho"
» "Você é a melhor parte do meu dia!"
» "Você tem lábios doces"
» "Pare de pensar, e se deixe levar por uma vezes"
»"Não podemos fazer isso aqui!" "Tem razão, nos devemos fazer isso aqui!"
» "Eu disse que te amo!" "Deveria tentar dizer isso sóbrio!"
» "Eu te amo. Mais do que amo vinho!"
» "Isso é um flerte?"
» "Preciso que você esconda uma coisa pra mim..." "O que?" "Eu"
» "Que sorrisinho é esse?"
» "Tudo o que tem que fazer é dizer sim!"
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🫐 Angst Prompts
» "Nunca houve um nós"
» "Amor é um escolha, não uma necessidade..."
» "Eles perguntaram sobre você"
»"Eu estava bem sem você"
» "Pare de agir como se não tivesse levado tudo de mim"
» "Você não pode ficar?" "..." "Por mim?" ...
» "Pare de afastar todo mundo! Para de me afastar"
» "Você tá me machucando!"
» "Algum dia para de doer?" "Não, você só se acostuma"
» "Você algum dia ia me contar?"
» "Estou cansad. Cansad. das suas desculpas. Cansad. das suas mentiras. Cansad. de você!"
» "Suas desculpas não fazem doer menos"
» "Eu não acho que ainda te amo"
»"Você me quebrou, e eu não acho que tenha um jeito de arrumar"
» "Me deixa! Você sempre foi o melhor nisso de qualquer jeito..."
» "Eu the amo! Não, e você nunca amou. E nós dois sabemos disso."
»"Desculpe se não sou o que você queria!"
» "Dói?" "Eu vou sobreviver" "Nao foi isso que eu perguntei"
» "Vai embora! Você sempre foi o/a melhor nisso"
» "Então agora é minha culpa?"
» "eu te amo!" "Não, você se ama!"
» "Quando você vai parar de mentir?"
» "Claro, por que você está sempre certo/certa!"
» " Você não era assim"
» "Você me quebrou, e eu não acho que tenha concerto"
» "Não quero te ver nunca mais!"
» "Desculpe se não sou o que você queria!"
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🫐 Suggestive / Smutty Prompts
» "Eu nunca quis tanto que alguém me fodesse"
» "Você é mais que o caso de uma noite"
» "Gosta do que vê?"
» "Você está gostos. e eu estou tentando não te beijar/foder até você perder até você os sentidos"
» "Você tem certeza? Uma vez que nós começarmos, eu posso ser capaz de parar"
» "Me obrigue"
» "O que? Isso é bom?"
»"Se nós formos pegos, eu vou colocar a culpa em você"
» "Eu realmente quero te beijar agora."
» "Você nunca vai me levar pra cama. Nunca." "Quem disse que precisa ser na cama?"
» "Eu sei que el. parece ser só pirulitos e arco íris, mas por trás das portas é só látex e chicotes"
» "Não me importa o que você faz, só me fode"
» "Eu imagino o que seu/sua (xxx) faria se visse o que nós estamos fazendo agora"
» "O que está fazendo?" "Eu vou jantar" "mas não tem nada pra comer" "Bem, não tinha nada pra comer na cozinha até você chegar"
» "Esse foi o som mais lindo que eu já ouvi"
» "Agora todos saberão que você é minha"
» "Batom fica bom em você"
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neg-l3ct · 2 years
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what if
FILTER JIMIN, SHADOW, YOONGI, AND MY TIME JUNGKOOK MET?
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now I’m actually thinking about doing a one shot with these three
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raplinenthusiasts · 7 months
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bangtan gif challenge ☆ (insp.)
↳ your favorite color + your bias → yellow & yoongi
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sreppub · 8 months
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(fluffy pregnant dick twt request)
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so he can’t patrol right now, but kory did get a cute little ‘fit for the winglet 🥹
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shiggybrainr0t · 5 months
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the symbol of peace just saw my panties?!
warnings: one creep, reader wears panties but is otherwise gn, not really edited very well probably
you’re standing in your underwear and a big T-shirt outside you’re apartment building in the middle of December with every single other person that lives in the building.
you were rudely awakened by the fire alarm going off in the building loudly, and after jumping five feet in the air and realizing that no, you didn’t dream it, you jump up to start pulling on pants. soon after however, you heard the night clerk pounding on doors telling everyone to evacuate quickly because there was a fire on the fifth floor. you got tangled in the left leg, and were hopping around before the clerk got to your door. his urgency spurred you on out the door, barely having the mind to put your slippers on as you fled. so here you are, pantless, shifting from leg to leg in what you used to deem your pajamas.
your arms are crossed tightly across your chest, trying to keep what little modesty you had left. it seems you weren’t doing that great of a job as the creepy guy from 4B was leering at you openly.
you were just about to yell at him-what were you going to say? probably a slur of curse words and how you could kick his ass even in your panties- when a thick blanket was suddenly draped around you and large, scarred hands where on your shoulders.
turning around quickly, you were shocked to see the symbol of peace smiling down at you gently. deku was clad in his hero suit, and was big. like, really big. you had only ever seen him on tv, so you never realized just how big he actually was. you don’t know how the boy you watched on television during his first sports festival became this hunk of a man. he also smelled really good. kind of woodsy, and all cozy home baked cookies in a cute tin.
as you were gawking at him, mouth hanging open a little, deku shifted a little to block you from the 4B creep’s line of sight. he pulled the blanket tighter around your shoulders, and gave you another smile as he patted your shoulders gently.
“are you alright?”
his voice was smooth, and soft. not too deep but not high pitched either. you think to yourself that anyone would be calmed whenever he was talking to them. you always had thought he had a nice voice whenever you heard him in the television, but in person it was even smoother and softer. blinking out of your stupor, you nod quickly, before gasping in horror. the rising hero deku, who on the fast track at becoming number one, has seen you in your panties.
deku smiles at you again (that famous blinding smile that before tonight you had never seen in person) before stating “don’t be embarrassed! this isn’t the first time I’ve seen someone in their underwear.”
you can only blink at him in surprise, and it dawns on him what his statement implies as he looks at your expression.
“no- wait not like that, well I mean-“
he stops his stumbling whenever you have to muffle your laughter. his grin turns shy, and he brings a hand up to rub the back of his neck.
“um, anyway. the fire was just a toaster, everything is fine. you should be able to go back inside soon.”
your relief is palpable, and deku gives you one last grin before waving at you and walking away. you watch as he approaches 4B creep, the guy’s eyes widening drastically at whatever look deku gives him, and swings his arm around 4B’s shoulders and starts waking towards the edge of the crowd. deku turns to look at you one last time over his shoulder, giving you a wink.
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won4ver · 8 days
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prompts + dialogues list [part 2]
you can request up to 3 at a time (in total) + feel free to use :)
you both surprise each other with a bouquet of flowers
*person one* goes to whisper in *person two*’s ear but they accidentally trip and kiss *person two*’s cheek instead
*person one* is scared so *person two* gives them one of their earbuds
*person one* and *person two* take turns playing songs for each other (ex. taking turns rating each others songs)
*person one* surprises *person two* with a mixtape they made for them
*person one* surprises *person two* with a small tattoo dedicated to them (ex. *person two* drew a doodle on *person one*’s arm and *person one* got it tattooed)
*person one* acts like they’re leaning in to kiss *person two* but at the last second they swerve to the side and whispers an affirmation in their ear (ex. “i’m so proud of you”, “you did so well”)
*person one* confesses to *person two* through a cootie catcher (ex. they write “i’m in love with you” under each number)
*person one* is going out of town for a few nights and *person two* gifts them a blanket/pillowcase with *person two*’s face on it
*person one* is sick in bed and *person two* sings them a song while playing the guitar to help *person one* fall asleep
everyone is sitting together but *person one* can’t stop staring at *person two* and everyone except for *person two* noticed
*person one* is performing on stage and they make eye contact with fan!*person two* and forgets a line / stutters
*person one* hears someone talking bad about *person two* and fights them, not knowing *person two* saw the whole thing
*person one* refuses to bandage *person two*’s wounds until they promise to stop getting into fights
*person one* holds grudges and acts sassy when *person two* talks to them (ex. *person two* won an arm wrestle and *person one* refused to drop their attitude until they did a rematch and won)
*person one* can’t stop watching *person two* with a fond smile on their face even though *person two* isn’t doing anything special (ex. they’re studying together, they’re playing video games)
tsundere!*person one* and bubbly!*person two* do skincare together but when it comes time to clean it off *person one* refuses to take it off unless *person two* does it for them
“do you love me?” “who told you that I didn’t?”
“you don’t need to be scared around me, I’ll never let anything harm you”
without looking up at *person two* *person one* was able to draw *person two* perfectly from memory
*person one* gives *person two* the bigger half because they know how much *person two* adores that specific food
*person one* remembers everything that *person two* tells them and *person two* didn’t realize until their friends brought it up
“I wouldn’t mind living forever, as long as you’re with me”
*person one* hated *person two*’s drink but still switched drinks with *person two* because they noticed that *person one* preferred theirs
*person one* noticed that the chef messed up *person two*’s order and switched their plates before *person two* noticed (ex. they both don’t like tomatoes and ordered their burgers without it but when it came to the table *person one* noticed that they left the tomatoes in *person two*s)
*person one* refuses to began their performance until *person two* arrives (ex. *person one* signed up for a talent show but refused to go onto stage until they saw *person two* come through the entrance)
*person one* was nervous about doing something without *person two* but when they reached into their pocket they found a slip of paper, one that had a little good luck message and/or a doodle on it
*person one* gives *person two* their cherished good luck charm because *person one* couldn’t find their own
while playing a game with their friend group *person one* noticed *person two* cheating and instead of telling anyone they decided to help them cheat instead (ex. they were playing monopoly and *person two* was in charge of the properties and *person one* was the bank teller. *person one* saw *person two* sneaking different property cards into their pile but instead of reacting *person one* decided to start passing *playing two* some bills under the table)
“my lips hurt, can you kiss them better?”
“you look so pretty in my clothes, but I have to say that my arm around your shoulder suits you way more”
“you’re my favourite part of me”
“I don’t think you should smile at anyone other than me, I can’t have them falling in love with my *petname*”
they’re at a concert with their friends but they’re the only two people standing up and dancing to the music
during an important speech *person one* mentions *person two” knowing their relationship wasn’t public yet
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katsukiizmoon · 10 months
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Fanfiction Writing / Reading
Hi everyone, I wanted to make a little post on general fanfiction writing and reading etiquette etc for everyone. For reference I've been writing fanfiction since I was 12, I'm now nearing 23 and I've been on tumblr since 2013. There's links to resources for those that would like them.
-> GENERAL ADVICE
Color Coding Dialogue On Tumblr: While using color can create visual contrast in things like titles or description, using it to color code dialogue can cause problems for those who are neurodivergent or vision impaired. For instance, I have trouble reading things where the dialogue for one character is bright in color. This means I miss out and can't read and support many new writers.
Showing support for your writers: I don't think demanding reblogs is an appropriate response. However, as someone who has been here for a long time, it's important. You can show your support by commenting, liking, reblogging (and reblogging with tags gives brownie points). Generally : liking will be lost in a sea of likes over time making it harder for you to find that fic again but shows you thought it was good, reblogging shows you enjoyed the fic enough to share it with those on your blog (you can even have a side blog dedicated to fics) and would like to find it again, reblogging with tags or comments says that you enjoyed it enough to share it, push it higher in the tags and that you had thoughts. This helps motivate writers ! Feel free to send them an anonymous ask if you're shy, expressing that you really enjoyed their work.
Use of italics and bold in works: Italics and bold should be used to indicate stressing or importance of certain words. EX: "no you did it!" vs "no you did it" ! You don't need to italic entire dialogue unless it's in certain situations (flashbacks, memories, whispers, etc)
Plotting & Timing: Plot and timing can be a really useful tool! Understanding what your characters are doing and having the plot move smoothly is important when writing. It prevents gaps and promotes interest. Even some of my works move a little too fast, and it can sometimes cause confusion.
READ, READ, READ: Reading is probably the fastest way to increase and broaden your horizons as an author. It allows you to gain a larger vocabularic range and new metaphors. And it helps you find what could be plot holes and more.
SMUT ; Cum Timing: I've written this before, it can happen but it's unlikely. I'll make a whole post dedicated to.. smut. But for now. Here's some other scenarios and miscellaneous notes: -> bottom cums really early on, then the top cums later -> top cums extremely early on, proceeds with oral on bottom -> top can't get it up (this happens a bit with drugs involved) for a while and gives pleasure to bottom, then stops and gives up on an orgasm
Those are a few of my main, overall tips but I'm going to link you to a bunch of resources, too. I understand more than anyone what it's like being new to this. But one of the biggest pieces advice I'm going to give you is:
Allow your writing to be objectively "bad" at first. It always comes with practice. My first fanfictions I used "~" like it was a goddamn period. It's okay.
-> RESOURCES
"writing resources : words are hard"
"describing feelings, emotions, and tone"
"au prompt list"
"how to write medieval smut"
"starting a new paragraph"
"writing resources: world building"
"writing fight scenes"
"ways to further develop main characters"
There are tons of writing blogs on tumblr. You can send them an ask anonymously if you have any questions and they may respond with some good resources. Being a little more on the accurate side, even if you accidentally fuck up a bit, gives you brownie points a LOT.
Have a nice day OwO !
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cityandking · 2 years
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more oc asks
dream: does your OC have a driving dream or goal? what is it? how far would they go to achieve it?
no: how does your OC respond to being refused, rebuffed, or ignored? are they willing to accept ‘no’ as an answer?
danger: what’s one thing that makes your OC angry? what’s their temper like? how do they respond to people who make them mad?
need: has your OC ever experienced desperation? how has it affected them? what do they do when something they need is out of their reach?
run: what’s one relationship or experience your OC has mixed feelings about? are they good at finding joy in sad things, or vice versa?
fire: what’s one thing they’d destroy if they could, and why? would that destruction bring them any satisfaction or catharsis?
blood: what would your OC would sacrifice everything for? what does “everything” entail—their life, or something else? how far would they go?
spring: what does your OC miss most? will they ever be reunited? how would they feel about that?
dna: does your OC believe in fate or destiny? what about soulmates? is this all a coincidence?
fake: has your OC ever been lied to? what was the lie? how has it affected them?
idol: has your OC been in a position where a lot of people were looking down on (or up to) them? how do they handle the pressure of fame? of criticism?
on: what’s the greatest challenge your OC has overcome? how do they feel about it?
mic drop: what accomplishment is your OC proudest of? do they brag about it, or are they more quiet?
proof: what is your OC looking forward to? what best moments in their life are yet to come?
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raplinenthusiasts · 1 year
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9 DAYS OF YOONGI
model Yoongi: marie claire korea 2016 (cr)
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hrts4chaee · 1 year
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AFTER DARK☁️ min yoongi.
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pair. yoongi x reader genre. smut, romance warnings.unprotected sex, mention of safe word, yoongi has big...heh, yoongi is whipped, rough yoongi, word count. 2.5+ summary. He didn't need love. At least, that's what he told himself before he met her.
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It was like a bliss.
The electricity I felt when our hands made small contact, as if the world was collapsing, as if two worlds were about to clash. As if the Lord wanted to tell me there's a possibility of him and I. Even though I didn't believe in his God, in his religion, I felt as if he told me we're okay. Like he heard my prayers during one winter night in this cold country, "Is it too much to hope for, for us to be together in this lifetime?" I prayed because I knew there's something so delicate about this time, so fragile. And even if nothing came out of it, at least i have known this beautiful feeling, the wonderful sense of love. It is something I can always keep close to me, to draw from in my darkest hour like a ray of unspent sunshine. No matter what happens next, I'll always be glad to know there's someone like Yoongi in the world.
Even when we made eye contact for 100th time, it was love. It was the mood of the time, the feeling of forever. The sense we could live and die by our word and never regret a thing. I remember when he was so outraged by the world when I walked in his life, but all i wanted was to be part of that. But he couldn't say it was love, not until our lips touched for the first time during cold winter. That's the moment he was lost in passion and love.
"I love you, you know that?" I told him, I could see the glimpse of his cheek getting redder by second. My head rested on his chest, I wasn't able to see him fully.
"I do, but you do know I love you way more?" He whispered and giggle left my lips.
"That's impossible."
He looked at me with annoyed face but he still looked adorable.
"Y/N. I am the one who started loving you beside the fact I hate everything about my life."
"And I am here to give you as much love as you give hate to the world." I looked at him with serious expression, if stare could kill, he would be dead right now. Sitting up from the bed, I continued to stare at him. "...What?"
"You're annoying." He laughed out loud.
"Oh but you still love me." He said.
"I do, but you're still annoying." I laid back on his chest and hugged him tightly. I was listening to his heartbeat, since i always do that whenever i get annoyed at him. The best part about listening to the beating muscle was that I could feel his heart starting to beat with same pace as mine. I loved to think we're one. One body and one soul. "I love you so much and you have no idea how much, Yoongi..."
Honesty was written on my face but the way he looked at me made me question if he didn't believe me. And something in him shifted.
"Have you ever been with a man, Y/N?"His voice is low and husky.
My heart hammers hard in my chest as I nod. "I've had sex before."
"That's not what I asked," he says, pausing right in front of me, the tip of his shoes touching mine as he stares down at me. "I don't care about those boys who might've fumbled around between your legs a time or two. I want to know if you've been with a man."
I hesitate before slowly shaking my head. If he is a man, if this is what being with a man is like, I've never been with one. I've messed around with boys at parties, even had a boyfriend for a while back in Busan that took my virginity in the backseat of a rusty Chevrolet. But whatever is happening right now between us is something I've never felt before.
It's electricity.
He cups my chin with his hand, tilting my face so I have no choice but to look him in the eyes. His thumb sweeps along my bottom lip, and I let out a shuddering breath as he leans closer, tilting his head like he's going to kiss me, but he pauses there instead. His gaze burns through me, seeping down into my soul, seizing me like a prisoner.
I'm a willing captive.
"You don't have to be afraid," he says. "I'm not going to hurt you."
He kisses me then. His lips are soft-so, so soft, like velvet, a stark contrast to the roughness of the rest of him. His kiss is gentle, little more than breaths against my lips that I eagerly inhale, taking him in. I let out a soft moan, hardly catching it as he whispers, "unless you want me to."
A hint of a smile takes over his face when he pulls away. I should be alarmed. I should head right back out that front door and run far, far away, but I can't. I can do nothing but stand there and shiver as he lets go of me, tak- ing a step back. He regards me for a moment, eyes sweep- ing down my body, as his smile grows.
He's a child with a brand new toy, and I just hope he doesn't break me as soon as I'm out of the package.
He's on me then, his hands seeking me out as his lips once more meet mine. None of the gentleness from a mo- ment ago is in his touch. He seizes me, pulling me into his grasp, taking my breath away with his hard kiss. I gasp as he lifts me up, hands gripping my hips. I cling to him, wrap- ping my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck, holding on for dear life.
He's strong-Jesus, he's stronger than I expected, holding me like I'm weightless as he carries me upstairs to his bedroom. As soon as we're inside, he kicks the door shut and hauls me over to the bed, his lips still on mine.
He lays me back on the crisp white sheets, him on top, his weight pressing down on me, constricting my chest. My lungs burn, the butterflies in my stomach flapping wildly, ready to take flight.
A strange thrill soars through me when he moves from my mouth, his lips trailing down my jaw line, finding my neck. He kisses and licks, his teeth grazing the skin, as his hands hike up my dress, shoving it to my waist.
I barely have time to think, to agonize over the fact that I'm pretty sure I'm wearing plain white cotton panties that are probably not sexy at all, when his hand slips be- neath the flimsy fabric, fingertips grazing my clit. My back arches involuntarily as a gasp escapes my throat, the jolt of pleasure tearing through my insides, the first lightning strike of an oncoming storm.
I'm caught in a whirlwind. There's no other way to describe it, no way to explain it, except that I've been swept up so fast that I can no longer even see the ground. His hands are all over me, tearing off clothes, as his lips seek out every stitch of exposed skin.
The dress is yanked off and flung across the room, barely hitting the floor before he's leaving a searing trail of kisses down my stomach. Slipping his hands beneath me, he makes speedy work of my bra, tearing it off.
He grasps the sides of my panties, and I lift up in- stinctively when he tugs them down. My knees find one an- other, drawn together like magnets, as my hands cover my breasts, timidly shielding my naked body from his view as he sits back. He regards me warily, seeming to hesitate for a fraction of a second when he sees how I'm laying there, but it doesn't deter him from pulling his shirt off. His hands make work of his pants, unbuckling the belt and unzipping them, the sound seeming to echo through the quiet room.
It makes my heart race faster than before, so frenzied my vision blurs when he pulls them off along with his box- ers, leaving him just as naked as I am.
I can't look.
I can't look.
I can't help it.
I look.
I have to.
He pries my legs apart and moves to the space between them. My eyes are drawn down his broad chest, following the trail of shadowy hair along his toned stom- ach, straight to his cock. My eyes widened when I catch sight of it.
He plans to fit that thing inside of me?
I only get a brief glimpse, a murky silhouette in the darkness as he grasps ahold of his cock and strokes it, be- fore I feel it pressing against me. My eyes drift closed as he rubs the head of it against my clit, sending those tiny jolts of electricity through me.
"I'll take it easy on you," he says as he pushes inside of me for the first time, moving slowly, covering my body with his.
Don't, a part of me screams, the animal inside trying to claw its way out, but I swallow the word down, almost ter- rified to verbalize it. I don't know what he means, and I'm already in way, way over my head as it is. I feel like a virgin all over again, except I wasn't nearly as nervous back then. I was just handing over my body then, letting them caress my skin, but I have a feeling this man's planning to go much deeper than that with me.
He pulls out before pushing back in again, moving ag- onizingly slow, letting my body adjust, but I don't think that's possible. I don't think I can ever get used to him.
"If you want me to stop, just tell me," he says, "and I will."
"Should we..." My voice is a strained whisper. "I mean, should I have a safe word or something?"
I've watched movies, I've read books, and I'm not sure how kinky this man gets.
He stalls mid-thrust, pulling back to look at me, his eyebrow curving. I can see the twinkle in his eyes, amuse- ment, the monster intrigued by my question. "Do you want one?"
"I, uh... do I need one?"
He seems to consider that for a moment, halfway in- side of me, before shaking his head and pushing into me, a little harder this time, making my breath hitch.
"Not this time," he says, fighting off a smile. "Just relax."
I try.
Dammit, I try.
But as soon as I start to relax, Yoongi finds his rhythm, hiking my legs up to fill me deeply. I gasp, my hands run- ning through his hair, the slight curls surprisingly soft, as he leans down to kiss me. With his lips on mine, he thrusts hard, so hard he nearly knocks the breath from my lungs. Unnatural noises escape my throat that he greedily swal- lows with his kiss, increasing his pace, eliciting more of the sounds from me.
Again.
And again.
And again.
I suspected it, from his earlier question, but it isn't until he's inside of me, pounding against me, his arms wrapped around me, holding me so tightly I can hardly breathe, fucking me so hard I can barely think, that I realize just how much I've been missing. Everything before this moment was child's play, but this man is the major league.
He fucks me like he means it, like he needs it, like being inside of me is more important than anything inside of him, and every cell in my body calls out to him, craving more of it. His hands work magic on my skin, slipping between us to stroke my clit. The mere touch sends sparks through me. He rubs circles around it, as my body grows taut. I can feel it, building and building, the pressure filling me up until I'm about to burst.
The pleasure explodes inside of me, unlike anything I've ever experienced before. I squeeze my eyes shut. It's like fireworks all around me when all I've ever seen before were measly sparklers. I cry out, arching my back, my breasts flush against his chest. I can feel myself con- vulsing around him, squeezing his cock for a second be- fore it's gone. He pulls out, pulls away from me just as I start to come. I'm momentarily stunned by the absence of everything I feel nothing but coldness, air all around me. No warmth. No him.
No nothing.
My orgasm fades away as soon as it hits, the fire- works a dud that fizzle and fade into the night sky.
Oh, God. No. No. No. Don't do this to me. My eyes snap open as the bed shifts, and I barely have time to glance over when he pushes my legs apart wider, his tongue softly grazing my clit.
Oh, God. Wait. Yes. Yes. Yes.
He licks and sucks, pumping his fingers inside of me, his head between my thighs. Gasping, I run my hands through his hair, grasping ahold of the locks, as I shudder. It takes a few seconds for the fading pleasure to sweep back through me, somehow even more intense, swaddling my entire body in heat.
Orgasm rocks me, and I let out a shriek, arching my back as I convulse. He doesn't let up, doesn't stop, his tongue running circles around my clit before he sucks on it, his fingers deep inside of me.
I relax back into the bed, panting when the sensation subsides, but I don't have time to catch my breath. He's in- side of me again, thrusting deep, as his lips find mine. I don't even think about it, don't hesitate, kissing him deeply as he laughs against my mouth.
"You like that?" he asks, his voice strained, like he can't quite catch his breath. "Can you taste yourself?"
I'm embarrassed for a second, long enough for my face to heat, as he kisses me again, and again. I can taste myself, but I don't have a chance to dwell on it, because he's fucking me just as frenzied as before. His hips slam into mine, noises escaping my throat that he continues to smother with his kiss. I can feel his breath coming out in pants as he thrusts mercilessly, desperately.
And then he's off of me again, pulling out. This time he sits back on his knees and grasps his cock, stroking it as he tilts his head back, eyes closed. I stare at him in the moonlight, stunned by the sight of him coming, a mix of agony and pleasure seeming to twist his features as he grunts. He slows his strokes, stilling his hand, and just sits there, his chest falling and rising as he breathes deeply.
It's beautiful.
I don't know how else to describe it.
Yoongi is a work of art, confident in every aspect, and it's certainly warranted. I just lay there, my body made of jelly, while he towers above me like fortified steel. I'm suddenly weak and helpless, oh-so-vulnerable and at his mercy, at his disposal, and he's not dented even the slightest bit.
And that's truly when I realize we are each other's sunshine after long dark.
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