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[sixpennydame]

Hi Sailor I hope you are doing good

May I request prompt no 15 from smut dialogue for Levi?

Thank you!

Hi San! Thanks for your patience with this. You are my last Smut Scribbles request, so I hope you enjoy.

Skin

15. I can’t get enough of you

NSFW - Minors, do not interact

Levi Ackerman loves your ass.

He’d never admit it out loud, but it was the first thing he’d noticed about you. Now, as you lie naked on his bed, the light of the early morning casting lines along your curves as you lay on your stomach, he can’t help but touch you. His fingers run down the bumps of your spine, then his lips, touching and kissing until he reaches your soft, round bottom.

He lifts your hips and positions himself behind you, your ass on full display and a sight he never gets tired of seeing. Sometimes, it’s a hard slap of his hand against your raw flesh as his cock thrusts into you; other times, it’s his face buried between your cheeks, caring little about breathing when his tongue is plunging deep inside you.

But the adoration of your body doesn’t stop there. He loves the feeling of digging his fingers in the meat of your thighs. He bites and sucks, knowing that he’s the only one that can mark the tender skin leading to your center. His nose brushes the course hairs of your bush; it’s musky smell so undeniably and irresistibly you, it’s impossible for him not to want to taste the sweet nectar that lies underneath.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he says, and he means it.

And you’re just so damn soft, he can’t take his hands off you. They move from your hips to the curve of your waist as you ride his cock into oblivion. Your beautiful breasts bounce in rhythm with your bodies: yours soft and curvaceous and his muscular and angular, muscles tense and contract as you both climax.

He’s never understood or appreciated the nude sculptures or portraits in the great museums, but when he looks at you - your curves, your lines -

—he gets it.

—//—

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[yeojaa]

omg if i could request popular gf oc x nerd jungkook bf ? her blatantly flirting with him nd him getting shy or sm like that ,, ty!!

pairing.  jjk x f!reader.  rating.  general, mostly?  or uh, pg-13?  tags.  reader teases the poor baby because 😈😈😈 lol.  wc.  0.4k.  author note.  ty for the request!!  i hope you enjoy.  💜

People never expected you two to get together.  Truthfully, you never thought you’d get together.  

After all, he’s everything you’d never thought you wanted:  studious, soft-spoken, shy as hell.  He prefers staying in on weekends, running through stupid World of Warcraft dungeons with his best friends.  He rarely attends parties, only prompted to when you drag him out and force him to hold your hand, giggling like a schoolgirl after he turns the colour of the Solo cups when you draw attention to him.  Because Jeon Jungkook is many not-so-cool things - nerdy, introspective, (adorably) bespectacled - but he’s also stupidly, unfairly cute.  

He, somehow, makes all his dumb fashion choices work, from his chunky sneakers to his oversized tee shirts.  (It’s probably because dressing like a blind street urchin is, like, in now or whatever.  Lucky guy.)  Even when you’d dyed his hair - bleached the ends to shit and then made what was supposed to be bright blue turn green - he looked good.  Rocked it better than 99% of the mouth-breathing idiots on campus.  

But even if he looks good, so handsome you sometimes spend hours watching him play lame multiplayer something or others, he isn’t anything like those guys.  He’s still your sweet adorable Jungkook with dimples so cute you kiss them every time you see him and hair so fluffy you sometimes wonder why the hell god hates you and didn’t give you the same.

“____, please.”  He’s uncomfortable, you perched on his lap in the kitchen of the frat house.  You’re in your Friday best - plaid skirt, cardigan that probably belongs in Baby Gap, platform combat boots because sometimes Jungkook influences your style - and nursing some godforsaken jungle juice from the oversized bin three feet to your left.  You can’t taste anything beyond the fruit punch in it but by the fuzziness in your limbs, you know there’s enough booze to turn you upside down.  

“What, Bunny?”  You’re seated in such a way that one leg hangs across his thighs, muscle tensing beneath you with each movement.  (And boy, are you moving, dragging your ass in small circles over his sweatpant covered legs.)  

Jungkook shifts, again, mumbles so soft that you don’t quite catch it.  Something that sounds like ‘baby’ and gets swallowed up by your mouth, Fenty lip gloss smearing across his own when you stamp a kiss to shut him up.

(You love his voice.  Love it when he’s ranting and raving into his headset or begging for you to stop teasing him after a drawn out session of foreplay.)

A quiet whine folds itself into your mouth, passed in a breath.  “We’re in public.”

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[flowerwrites06]

soo excited to see the new diamond trail !!

djgiojfgern I really hope you like it, it took a little bit of switching and changing but I finally got it done ​😭​ 

#replies #diamond trail #outrofenty

[jkeuphoriadreamland]

hi! could i be added to the tag list for the dark prince?

You’ve been added. ♥️Also if anyone else wanted to be... please send me an ask because I’m losing track of you babies in my mentions 😩

#outrofenty #taglist

[akshstudios]

The Moonflower Of Bangtan | Kim Seokjin

[ pairing ] jin × you (fem!reader)

[ series ] [ matters of the heart in the mafia series masterlist ] this story is the second part of the matters of the heart in the mafia series.

[ genre ] mafia au × arranged marriage au × remarriage au × single parent au × deceased husband's best friend au ( angst × fluff × smut )

[ rating ] mature-rated

[ warnings ] arranged marriage that sounds extremely like it's forced. you are a single parent. you are a widow. violence, blood and death are a constant mention. suggestive and harsh dialogue. death of family and loved ones. alcohol consumption. mentions of unhealthy romantic relationship. neglect. mentions of dysfunctional relationships with a parents and siblings. there will be eventual smut. mature rated for a varied number of reasons. degrading words are used against women and objectification of women. nothing is too graphic or explicit but there is mentions and hints. more warnings will be added as the story progresses. highly unrealistic because i'm sensitive to too much gore and real-life shit.

[ summary ] you marry your deceased husband's best friend for the sake of your child.

You had removed yourself from Bangtan the day your son was born —your sole intention being to protect your darling from harm. When things start going wrong and you realise you are not as capable of protecting him as you thought, you agree to remarry. In the cruellest twist of fate, you are arranged to marry your deceased husband's best friend who also happens to be your runaway half-sister's estranged husband for the sake of protecting your child.

—characters consigliere!jin × singlemother!you ( son!hwan )

Jin [ kim seokjin : late twenties : married to jang yeojin : late kim youngho's bestfriend ]

You [ moon saera : late twenties : widow of kim youngho : mother to kim hwan : adoptive daughter of the don and madam ]

[ Beginning ] Moon Saera, Her Son and Bangtan

[ more chapters to come ]

—beyond the series: spoilers but not really

is saera the lead in jin's story?

what are the character's age range?

why is the story named the moonflower of bangtan?

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[mystic-kitten-writer]

Do you have any Dabi fic recs?

outrofenty said:

ooh could u reccomend some dabi fics then?

Oh, yes I do~

Disclaimer; these are all NSFW, 21+, smut induced. A lot of these trend on the ‘darker/rough’ side of smut, so please, please- read the warnings. Some of these (not all) include non-con elements, and some of these are in progress! 

I have a bunch more, but I have to go through them; I tend to reblog the Dabi’s stand-alone (as you guys all know) which is also why this list is on the smaller side. If I were to post every single Dabi story, well- we’d be here a while 🤭

Enjoy, and remember; check the tags before reading!😘

Plunders of war by MaryaMorevna

Dabbles a bit between DabixReader and ShoutoxReader (established) - so I can’t tell you what pairing the author has in mind (if any at all). But it plays on the idea of if the villains win and it's beautifully dark! As usual, read the tags as it does include non-con. 

Taking His Beauty by Wootato

Another gem, and it plays with A/B/O dynamics. They haven’t updated in a while, but regardless, what they did write I absolutely loved and have been eagerly awaiting an update.

The Blue Flame by trafalgar-temptress

I read this while it was a stand-alone, but I think they posted a part two as well (I haven’t had time to read, but I already know it’s going to be amazing). This smut is to die for, so well written, and it also includes Dabi with piercings which are my ultimate vice because I’m a sucker for dick piercings 🤤

Here’s some more, sorry I couldn’t add descriptions like the rest, the app is acting funny on my phone 😤

Blue Hour 

Jealous 

Deceit Always Leads to Despair

de trop.

#dabi #fic rec #fic recs #bnha #dabi smut #bnha smut #asks #ask me anything #anon answered

[hotseok]

outrofenty finally got cancelled

oh? what's that mf done now

[flowerwrites06]

OMGGG A GOD GODDESS AUU SO EXCITED

I’M HAPPY YOU’RE EXCITED IM EXCITED TO WRITE IT 

#replies #outrofenty

[flowerwrites06]

hi!! i wanted to ask if ur ao3 page is still up? i wanted to reread some of the stuff u have but it wasn’t showing up

My Ao3 is deleted, sorry! 

#replies #outrofenty

[yeojaa]

hii! could i ask to be on ur taglist for stages ? tyty

ofc!!! tysm for being interested 🥰

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[akshstudios]

The Lily of Bangtan | Kim Namjoon

[ pairing ] rm × you (fem!reader)

[ series ] [ matters of the heart in the mafia series masterlist ] this story is the first part of the matters of the heart in the mafia series.

[ genre ] mafia au × arranaged marriage au × strangers to lovers au × bestfriend's brother au ( angst × fluff × smut )

[ rating ] mature-rated

[ warnings ] arranged marriage that sounds extremely like it's forced. violence, blood and death are a constant mention. suggestive and harsh dialogue. death of family. consent is coerced. alcohol consumption. mentions of unhealthy romantic relationship. neglect. mentions of dysfunctional relationships with a parent. there will be eventual smut. mature rated for a varied number of reasons. degrading words are used against women and objectification of women. nothing is too graphic or explicit but there is mentions and hints. more warnings will be added as the story progresses. highly unrealistic because i'm sensitive to too much gore and real-life shit.

[ summary ] in which you and rm are getting married because tradition requires you do so.

Tradition in Bangtan dictates that the children of the Don and his Underboss need to be wed in order to ensure loyalty. Now, its finally time to get you and Namjoon married, but nothing much is different from the time you found about the arrangement.

—characters don!rm × madam!you

RM [ kim namjoon : late twenties : next-in-line don of bangtan : engaged / married to you ]

You [ baek nari : mid-twenties : only daughter of the underboss of bangtan : bestfriend's with rm's sister : engaged / married to rm ]

[ Beginning ] Bangtan, Arranged Marriages and The Elites

[ Two ] Dinner with the Kims, Drive with the Fiancé and Drinks with The Baeks

[ Three ] Kim Namjoon, Baek Nari And The Engagement Party

[ Four ] The Months Till The Wedding Of The Century

[ Five ] The Bride, The Groom, The Wedding and The Night

[ Six ] The Sheets, The Estate, The Breakfast And His Company

[ Seven ] Birthday Boy, Birthday Bash And An Announcement

[ more chapters to come ]

—beyond the series: spoilers but not really

why namjoon calls you madam?

is saera the lead in jin's story?

what are my thoughts behind baek nari, white lily and the lily of bangtan?

why is the story named the lily of bangtan?

what are the character's age range?

what inspired the lily of bangtan?

why did the series start with namjoon?

how all the bangtan wedding traditions came to be?

why i decided to post the all series' chapters simultaneously?

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[akshstudios]

Matters Of The Heart In The Mafia | BTS

[ pairing ] bts × you (fem!reader)

[ genre ] mafia au × arranged marriage au × strangers to lovers au ( angst × fluff × smut )

[ rating ] mature-rated

[ warnings ] there will be eventual smut. there's a consistent mention of bloodshed and violence. mature rated for a varied number of reasons. arranged marriage discussions kinda borders forced marriage.

[ a/n : you will have a name in each part for easier distinction. each part will focus on a member and you ]

The Lily Of Bangtan | Part One : Kim Namjoon × Baek Nari [ currently ongoing ]

You were arranged to marry him the moment you were brought into the world. You were meant to be his and he couldn't be anyone's but yours.

The Moonflower Of Bangtan | Kim Seokjin × Moon Saera ft. Kim Jinhwan [ coming soon ]

In the cruellest twist of fate, you are arranged to marry your deceased husband's best friend who also happens to be your runaway half-sister's estranged husband for the sake of protecting your child.

The Sunflower Of Bangtan | Jung Hoseok × Choi Hayun

Your husband was a monster, who got killed by another monster, who is now marrying you because mafias can't kill their own henchmen because the man got drunk and decided to pimp his wife out.

The Snowdrop Of Bangtan | Min Yoongi × Park Youra

Your deceased father might not have left you anything but he did leave you or rather your hand in marriage to a made man in hopes that you find love in a dark place.

The Rose Of Bangtan | Kim Taehyung × Kim Jangmi

You knew falling in love in the mafia world where marriages are arranged is a bane, but when your father is the Don and loves you dearly, maybe everything isn't so bad.

The Dragon Flower Of Bangtan | Park Jimin × Yong Hwaa

One thing was clear in your gang, if you ever held even the slightest of friendly feelings towards anyone from Bangtan, you were a traitor. So, imagine your surprise when you are arranged to marry one of them.

The Honeysuckle Of Bangtan | Jeon Jeongguk × Kang Hani

Your life itself is a tragedy to world and like how every tragedy gives birth to world-changing missions, you have a life mission, one that rights all the wrongs in your world, but for that you need to wrong a lot and if that wrong means marrying into mafia, you would.

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[akshstudios]

You Never Walk Alone | BTS

[ pairing ] werewolf!bts × you (fem!reader)

[ collection ] [ ot7!bts × reader series masterlist ] this series is a part of my ot7!bts × reader story collection.

[ genre ] werewolf au × mate au × supernatural au × strangers to lovers au

[ rating ] mature-rated

[ warnings ] vampires exist and there's mentions of blood, consumption of blood and human bodies. there's also mentions of human mutilation.

[ summary ] in which bts find you, their mate, almost dead at a gory battlefield.

When the mysterious mass murders in their territory don't seem to come to a conclusion, the boys are worried about the safety of their pack. When they finally manage to find the coven of the killers, they also find you, beautiful and near-dead. It's very rare to bond at first sight, everyone told them, but the eldest has always had a knack for the odd.

[ characters ] werewolf!bts × human!you

BTS [ seven werewolves of the pack : next-in line to becoming the alphas : heirs to the hybe conglomerate : late twenties - early twenties : unmated ]

Yoo Ahmi [ you : transfer student from abroad : early twenties : human ]

[ Beginning ] The Supernaturals, The Humans And Their Universe.

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[yeojaa]

stages: rise (with me).

[ read part one ] 

pairing.  jjk x f!reader.  rating.  mature.  tags.  alluded/referenced drug use (please be responsible).  they take an innocent shower together.  wc.  1.7k.  beta reader.  @hobi-gif​ @coepiteamare​ i love y’all.  author note.  jungkook’s rave journey continues. 🤠  soundtrack.  songs to comedown to:  hold me close (climax).

They say you never forget your first time.  They’d be right.

You haven’t left Jungkook’s mind - framed perfectly in the centre of his thoughts, lovely with your star-speckled cheeks, the glitter in your hair.  Mona Lisa but so much more, printed to the backs of his eyelids, picture perfect in neon light and stardust.  He misses you often, despite the fact he always sees you at things like this.  Spies you dancing in a kaleidoscope of colour, made glow-in-the-dark by the appliques on your chest, the rubber toe of your sneakers.  You move as if the music lives in you, as if there’s nothing in the world but the melody. 

It’s easy to get lost in the sway of your hips, the rhythm of your body when the stage erupts in colour and the bass drops.  It captures all of his attention, has him staring like a fool in love, utterly unable to do anything but stop and admire.

God, you’re beautiful.  

His heart stutters in his chest, nearly falling out of the cavity when you catch him in the act, raise a hand and offer the sweetest wave.

There’s a sea of people between you - two dozen writhing bodies - and all he can see is you.  The shape of your smile when he returns the gesture, palms sweaty, pulse racing like a thunderclap.  How the simple expression feels like an explosion of stardust, illuminating everything around you.  (It’s definitely not just the light show.  It’s all you.)

He wonders whether it’ll always be like this - whether the pieces of you will forever be wedged into his heart, little splinters of affection built up like scar tissue.  Whether they’ll ache on days like today, where you’re too far and he’s left to orbit you, caught in your gravitational pull with no hope of escape.  If the scent of strawberries and sugar will remind him of you until he’s old and grey, still hung up on the pretty girl that’d saved him from a meltdown, because no one’s ever felt the way you do. 

“Kook, you good?”  He hears the question, feels the words bounce around in his skull.  Everything’s clearer than it was that first time.  His head’s not under water and he’s not drowning.

(But he wouldn’t mind if it was your voice that called him to sea.  He’d wade a hundred, thousand, million miles for you.  Get swept away by the waves just to hear your voice once more.  It’d be a good way to go.  The best, he thinks.)

“Y-yeah?”  There’s still a haze - a faint fuzziness at the edges of his conscience.  Cotton candy floss that spins everything in circles, sugar-spun particles aching his jaw when he zones out just a little too much, knuckles blown white, water bottle in his hand eviscerated. 

It takes a concerted effort to refocus his attention.  He wants so badly to keep watching, admiring, wanting.

Mischief is palpable, three heavy lines of red striking through syllables.  A new challenger appears in the form of another bottle, lidless and so close it makes Jungkook’s jaw ache in anticipation.  “Want some more?” 

Did he?  Of course.  He can’t have the thing he’s been craving for months;  this will have to do.

“Careful, baby boy.”  You’re suddenly there, right in front of him.  So close he could touch you, smelling like berries and cream and smiling brighter than the sun.  (He swears he might go blind, doesn’t mind when the rays are so warm.)

All at once, he’s shaking all over, limbs loose, foot bouncing.  Stop it, he tells himself, worries for the state of his joints because he thinks he might topple over any minute now.  That there’s nothing he can do to save himself from the sound of your laugh, the way your eyes glow with the strobe of the overhead lights.

He remembers how you held his hand last time, laying in the strange bed wrapped up in your arms.  Your voice static in his ears, cotton threads in the quiet, stretching on and on until he’d fallen asleep.  How you hadn’t left, not once, not even when he’d been burning up, white hot heat tearing through him, sweat pouring from his brow.  

You’d stayed all night, soothed the tremor of his bones.  Promised him things would be okay.  And they were.

The ordeal had left him raw and aching and tired, all the weight of the world carried in the bags under his eyes.  A walking skeleton, nothing but a bag of bones when he’d groaned awake, tripped alive out of his slumber.  But you’d put him back together, glued each piece with nothing but honey and molasses, thick and heavy and so sweet.  Cooed a sweet good morning at two in the afternoon, stamped the shape of your tenderness into his skin and melted tension away with just one caramel-coated smile.

“Hi,”  he says, stutters, hoarse as hell.  Eager as hell.  In love as hell.

(He’s never felt like this before.  Not then.  This is better.  You’re not a mirage in the desert, a vibrating silhouette brought to life by a lightshow.  You’re you!  You’re here.)

“How much have you had?”  

Anyone else, it might be condescending.  But not you.  You’re smiling at him still, reaching too, and he thinks he’s okay - that he’s in control this time.  Realises he’s wrong when he’s leaning too close, falling into the small of your palm, laughing along with you when he nearly topples you both over.

You smell like strawberries and home;  he inhales like you’re spring.

“Not as much as last time.”  Which was to say, just enough.  Not so much he’s a mess, unable to control the rattle of his teeth or the tingling in his fingers.  One cap.  A double.  Nothing outrageous.  Jungkook was smart this time - had finally learned his lesson.

But god, if he doesn’t want to be back where he was that first time with you.  Out of his mind, held together by your touch, seams strung tight by your hands.  That’d be better.

“Good boy.”  Your voice is all of his favourite songs, twinkling in his ears, making his head spin.  It’s all he hears.  The thing in his chest wobbles uncertainly and then so do his knees;  you catch him against your side, hold him together with fingers along his side, fingers replacing the rungs of his ribs.  

He hopes you’ll stay.

It’s easy to get lost in you, distracted by your hand in his, the shade of your smile when you look over your shoulder.  How you fit in his arms, settled like a familiar weight in his lap, curled against his chest.  He’s burning up again - a furnace on a summer night, beaded in sweat and hair sticky.  You don’t care.  You cling to him, run your fingers through his hair.

He swears he’s falling in love, giddy, over the moon, high in the sky with no hopes of coming down.

(But he is.  He can feel the slow-coming clarity, the tremor that dies to a bare tremble when you’re close by.  Your presence medicates him and he doesn’t mind;  you’re angel food cake and lemon tart, not sickly sweet syrup.)

When you guide him into the bathroom, lights off, bumbling about in the dark, it doesn’t matter.  You’re lit up in every colour of the rainbow, Polaris centred in your chest, guiding him home.  He follows without hesitation, crowds you against the sink and giggles to himself when you comb through the sweat-slick tangle plastered to his forehead.

He’s burning up but you cool him down, soothe the ache in his chest when it stutters again and cries out for you.  A salve for his wounds - all the things he doesn’t think about, that sit just beneath the surface and beg for attention.

“Are you okay?”  You ask and he’s barely paying attention to the words, every ounce of focus where it should be:  on you and all your glory.  Each sliver of skin that reveals itself in the darkness.  So pretty he could cry, so soft he swears he’s got velvet in his hands and not your hips.  Picture perfect.  

He says yes but he means no, because how can he be okay when he’s with you.  When you’re pulling him into the glass-walled shower, warm despite the cold water, fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle.  When you push his hair back and coo a noise that hits him twice - once in the gut and once smack dab in the centre of his chest.  When you’re working out the knots, untangling all the fucked up parts of him with the gentlest motions.  

(Of course Jungkook’s thinking too much, putting too much meaning into how careful you hold him, cradle him like precious glass, unafraid of the broken edges.)

(He can’t help it, though.  Can’t can’t can’t.)

(Wants you too much, wants this too much.  God, save him.)

“Relax,”  you tell him, saccharine and safe, kissing him like you need him just as badly.  There’s a fire lit in the bottom of his chest, a roaring inferno he has no control over.  It dissolves every part of him, turns him to jelly as he melts against you and takes everything you’ll give.

Please, he thinks.

He hasn’t said the words out loud - too afraid, scared of what might come if they slip past his cage of teeth - but you answer all the same, hold him closer, assure him with measured strokes of your hands over the uncertainty he wears like armour.  Sweep it from his shoulders with twists of your fingers and an adoring laugh.  Make him vulnerable and weak and and and—

He doesn’t care.  

Maybe it’s the comedown or maybe it’s you.  It cracks his rib cage in half, splits him wide open, and he doesn’t think twice when you reach in, settle alongside his heart, and make a home. 

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[untaemedqueen]

The Lions Den

Mafia!Jiminx Wife!Reader

Genre: Mafia!AU, Smut, Fluff, Angst

Chapter 20.

Warnings: Smut, Blood, Guns, Knives, Excessive Cursing, Excessive Alcohol Intake, Smoking (Cigarettes and Cigars), Mental Health Issues

Warnings In This Chapter: Pregnancy Kink, Soft Smut (?), Lactation Link, Milk Expressing, Milk Drinking, Belly Worshipping, Praise, Dom!Jimin, Sub!Reader, Daddy Kink, Pussy Slapping, Possessive!Jimin, Degradation (Slut), Multiple Orgasms, More Baby Body Parts

A/N: Guys, ILY. Shout out to my forever squad @ppersonna, @xjoonchildx, @ladyartemesia.

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2 Weeks til Casino Night.

You were mobile again. Albeit the pain and the bruising was bad but you were able to finally get up yesterday.

"How's my Hana?" Jimin asks as he comes back into the bedroom with tea.

You give him a small smile as you take the porcelain cup.

"She's alright." You whisper, pressing your hand to your stomach as your daughter flutters inside of you.

"God, you are just so strong Kitten. I'm the luckiest man on the planet." Your husband praises as he sits beside you on the bed. 

You snort gently before sipping your tea. Your eyes wander to the familiar paintings on the wall above the bookcase. 

Jimin's plush lips roam over the thin skin of your neck as he rubs your stomach. His eyes closing at the familiar scent of home that is you in your entirety. 

"Are you scared?" He asks softly as his hand trails up to your breast.

"No. I'm not scared. Before I was because we didn't have an ounce to go on but now that they're trying to make hits on us. They're getting nervous. They're starting to feel the pressure." You tell him as he pulls down the strapless cloth that covers your swollen breasts.

"Sometimes the best offense is a good defense." He mumbles against you as his lips traipse lower.

You take a deep breath in through your nose as you watch him leave open mouthed kisses on your skin.

"Look at you. So fucking fierce with my baby inside of you. It's so fucking hot." He says as his mocha irises meet yours.

He palms your breast gently, earning a mewl from yourself before you're laying down flat on the bed for him.

"Good girl." He praises, making sure to angle himself away from your shoulder and the stitching on your belly. 

His thumb caresses your nipple with loving circles, his thin pajama pants tenting and straining as your nipple becomes a stiff peak below his fingers.

"Your tits are so swollen with my baby's milk." He announces as a bead of milk dots your nipple.

You whimper as his tongue slowly laps over your nipple, making smooth circles around the sensitive skin. 

"S-Shit." You whine as you card your fingers through his hair.

The pain was slowly being sent to the back burner as his free hand runs sensuous circles over your stomach.

He suckles at your nipple gently, groaning at the taste of your milk.

"Spread your legs for me, Kitten." He instructs as he shows love to your other breast.

Tugging gently on his hair, you spread your legs for him as he pulls his cock out of his pants. 

He was hard, the head of his cock already turning red with need as he kisses down your chest to your stomach.

"You up for this? I just want to make you feel good." Jimin whispers as he looks up at you.

You can't quite feel the pain as sharply anymore due to your arousal. Your stomach is coiling with need, your clit throbbing with wanting as he situates himself between your legs.

Running your hands over his taut stomach, your bottom lip becomes purchased between his teeth. 

"Answer me Kitten." He commands, rolling and squeezing your nipples between his dexterous fingers.

You can't find the words to respond as you moan loudly. It's a heavenly daze you find yourself falling into, the feeling of him lavishing upon your body sending you into a trance.

His fingers enmesh into the sides of your panties before tugging them down roughly.

His eyes narrow at you as you become silent with your whimpers.

He tuts his tongue against the roof of his mouth as strings of arousal break and cling to your inner thighs as he throws your underwear behind you.

"I really neglected your aching little cunt for a while, didn't I baby? Your pretty pussy is so swollen for me already." His lips go ever lower, suckling dull patches of pinks and reds to the taut skin on your stomach. 

Your breath catches in your throat as he splays his fingers in an upside down V motion. 

"Answer my question." He instructs as he gives a sharp slap to your pussy. Your back arches, hands reaching up to cup your milk filled breasts with a whine.

"Yes, Daddy. Want to feel your big cock splitting me open!" You beg as he spits on your weeping sex.

"Good girl." He mumbles before bowing down.

He's gentle with his tongue as he swirls it around your now throbbing clit. Your back bows off of the bed and you whinge in pain as you fall back down.

His eyes are cautious as he lifts up.

"You alright?" He asks gently as he massages the skin of your stomach.

You grimace as you situate yourself once more.

"Just fuck me." You whine, running your hands over his bare chest.

He smirks, his plush lips twitching as he spreads your legs.

"Whatever you want baby." He murmurs as he sits up taller.

Rubbing his cock through your slick folds, your eyes flutter shut at the comforting feeling. 

His cock twitches and he sighs loudly at the warm heat that radiates off of you.

It's been so long since he's been sheathed in your heat. It's been too long since he's fucked his worries out of himself and into you.

"Ready? You okay?" He asks sweetly, his hand running over your cheek as your bottom lip purchases between your teeth.

You give him a small nod as you nuzzle your face into his hand.

Aligning himself to your entrance, he takes his time as he inches his way inside of you.

It's been so long since you've been filled by him, you let out a short whine as he grips at the flesh of your belly.

"Christ, you're so fucking tight. Oh my God." He growls out.

When he is finally sheathed to the hilt, he lets you adjust to him a little longer than usual. Relishing in your heat and making sure you're opened up enough for him so he doesn't jostle your body around too much for your stitches.

As much as he loves to see you squirm and stutter on his cock, he would prefer to not have you in pain.

"You're so fucking beautiful. Look at you." He says reverently.

Pulling out of you, he groans lowly at the way your velvet walls caress his smooth cock.

You whimper loudly as your nails rake down his golden toned arms, feeling his bulging muscles hard and defined beneath your fingertips.

You do your best to not arch your back on instinct as he curses beneath his breath.

"Pregnant little slut dying for my cock. So greedy for my cum." He mutters as his fingers pinch and roll your nipples.

"Daddy, move." You beg as you spread your legs wider.

He teases you for a minute, fucking you with just the bulbous head of his cock before snapping his hips hard back to yours.

You choke on a moan, your mouth going dry as you grip his arms tighter.

"Fuck! Yes, Daddy!" 

His pace is relentless but smooth, gliding his cock through your hot slick walls at a fervent pace. 

"It's been too long. You feel so fucking good around my cock, Kitten." He whines as his head lolls back from his deep pleasure. 

"I love when you fuck me with your big cock." You whine as you palm your breasts.

He lets out a long, stunted moan as he rubs smooth circles on both your stomach and clit.

Your thighs lock in place, your hips angling upward to feel more of him as he piledrives himself inside of you.

His cock is so slick with your arousal. He can feel it gliding down his balls and to the mattress below you.

"You're so fucking horny, you're making a mess of my cock. Jesus." He moans as his eyes roll back.

His chest envelopes a thin sheen of sweat as he continues his pace.

Your breath begins to hitch louder as you feel the band within you tightening. Your hips angled perfectly so the mushroom head of his cock can caress the sweet bundle of nerves inside of you.

"God, your pregnant pussy is so fucking willing. You love it don't you, Kitten? Love being fucked so hard when you carry my baby in your womb. You love when I cum inside your sweet little cunt, making you carry my baby and cum inside of you." He runs his hand through his hair, pinching your clit for good measure.

You can feel your throat constricting at every one of his words. So absolutely filthy and so fucking true as your eyes flutter shut.

"Yes! Yes, Daddy! I love when you fuck me so well. Letting your cum drip from my pregnant pussy for everyone to see!" You whine loudly as he shoves your hands off of your breasts.

Minding your belly, his plush lips wrap around your sensitive nipple. Tugging and suckling at the stiff peaked buds to drink your milk meant for his baby.

His hand rubs at the distended side of your belly, gripping at the taut flesh as he pinches your clit once more.

You can feel yourself reaching the precipice, your moans getting shorter and higher as you babble his name like a prayer.

"Oh fuck yes. I feel it, Kitten. I feel your needy little pregnant cunt trying to milk my big cock." You nod fervently as he pulls away from your breast.

Your back arches and you can barely feel the pain as your pleasure overthrows it.

You grind your hips up to him with every thrust.

"Just like that, baby girl. Cum on my cock, Kitten." He whispers.

You watch his abs flex and contort beneath the skin of his stomach. You watch his brows furrowing with each thrust and you know he's getting close too.

"Daddy!" You moan loudly.

"Go ahead, baby. Cum on my big cock. Show me who this little pregnant pussy belongs too." You gasp gently. 

Your heart begins to beat voraciously fast as you orgasm. Your ears ring loudly as you grip his arms tighter.

"Good girl cumming all over me. Fuck." He cries out as he chases his own high.

With tired eyes, you just barely take in your cum that has squirted onto his thighs and lower stomach.

"God, you don't know how much I love your pregnant little cunt. How fucking tight and wet it is for me. Feels so fucking good knowing that my baby girl is inside you. Feels so fucking good." He mumbles as he latches back onto your nipple.

Your fingers run through his hair and tug gently as you feel his cock thicken and throb within you.

You can feel yourself building up again, faster than the first time as he hooks your ankles over his shoulders.

"Makes me want to keep you pregnant. So everyone knows how good I fuck you." His words are goading you on more than anything.

He slaps your breast, your nipple smarting with a painful pleasure as you moan his name.

"Daddy fuck! I want you to always keep me plugged up! Want to always be pregnant with your baby!" He groans against you, his eyes squeezing shut as his hips begin to stutter.

He lifts up as he feels your walls thrum around him.

"Cumming again for me, Kitten? You pregnant little slut." His voice is filled with degradation and he rubs rough circles to your clit just to hear you scream for him.

"That's it, baby. Cum with me." He whispers.

He pulls your hips frantically down on his and you lose yourself for the second time.

Your voice becomes a broken sob as your body shakes like a leaf.

The groans he emits only heightens your high. His hips still and he moans your name loudly as he gives a few small thrusts before you feel his warm cum painting the walls of your battered pussy.

"Goddamn." He mumbles before sighing loudly as his cock ceases.

You let out a low whine as he pulls out of you slowly.

He can only give a tired chuckle as he spreads your pussy lips with his fingers. He watches his cum begin to cream from your battered cunt and he licks his lips at the sight.

"Are you okay, babe?" He asks as you reach for your tea cup before wincing.

"Yeah. Yeah I'm okay. Just fucked out." You murmur earning a melodic laugh from your husband.

 He kisses your lips gently before laying down beside you.

"What's on the task list for today?" You ask as he closes his eyes.

Your husband groans, carding his fingers through his hair he minds your bruised body as he throws his leg over yours.

"I have to go to the casino." He mumbles and you can't help but giggle at his childishness.

"Sounds like you don't want to go." You tease, bringing the tea cup to your lips and taking a long sip of the now cool liquid.

"I don't want to go. I want to stay home with you and Hana." He grumbles, pressing his face against your breast.

You hum playfully as he sighs. 

"I guess I have to get up and go shoot people, huh?" He asks dejectedly before lifting up on his elbow as it purchases beneath his chin.

You laugh at his wording, running your hand over his bare arm.

"Or you could just not shoot people." You counter as he sits up.

He smirks, rolling his eyes. Hopping off the bed with a slap to his knees, he begins to make his way to your shared walk in closet.

"Where's the fun in that, Kitten?" He teases as the glass door swings behind him.

Jimin's hand lands on your lower back as you walk through the entry of the casino.

Your eyes flicker to the bird cages that hang in the entryway before stopping.

"What's wrong?" Your husband asks as you swipe your finger along one of the cages.

Rina peeks out from behind the double doors as the sounds of construction bleed through.

"Rina. Make someone clean these cages. They're filthy." You say, holding up your finger with a grimace.

She blanches at the sight of your dusty finger before nodding quickly, "Yes! Of course!" She says quickly before snapping her fingers for one of the workers.

"God it's so hot when you command people." Jimin mutters as he pulls the handkerchief out of the pocket of his suit jacket.

Wiping your finger, he kisses your cheek.

You spot Jenny as she carries in two big locked metal boxes that are filled with this evenings chips.

"Working hard or barely working?" You call to her with a laugh. 

She sets down a box, wipes her forehead and shows you the sweat of her brow before pouting.

With a laugh, you motion for Namjoon to go and help her and he immediately moves.

Jimin hands you a face mask, as metal particles and wood dust float around as Rina pushes the door open more for you all to enter.

"Vixen." You beckon her as you enter the casino floor.

She's by your side in an instant and you fix her leather jacket before smiling at her beautiful face.

"In here, cash is king. You have to be weary of card counters and people spending too much of their money. You have to know when to offer them a loan." You tell her as you walk past the many green felted tables, dragging your fingers along the wooden lip.

She nods dutifully as you walk around the set of stairs, "People with gambling addictions are your favorite pets." You mumble to her as you brush some wooden dust out of the way of your foot.

Jimin looks you over, a proud smug smirk creeping onto his features as Jeongguk hands him a clipboard of upgrades to the casino.

He watches how you take your strides, your hand snuggly purchased underneath his child that grows in your womb. 

"Get me a bourbon. Neat." He tells Kirsoon as he leans back against the Hwatu gambling table.

The way you walk, it's almost as if you're on the prowl. You're seductive and sensuous with each step and it's such a jarring comparison to how you were when he saw you standing on that black circle all those years ago.

It's almost as if he never bought you, he never took you in to be a maid. You were just always his. 

He watches the way your lips move, how your head is held high knowing that this place is yours. That sheer level of confidence. The way you direct your orders like the vixen you are. 

It's moments like these, he realizes just how hard his heart bleeds for you.

Just how absolutely in love with you he is.

Fixing his tie, he watches you give the newest member of the family, your tips and tricks. Even though you could be the coldest person on this planet, your heart was warmer than the Sun.

You're emblazoned with bold feeling and caretaking. You are the definition of nurturing. You burn brighter than the sun, and you were his.

He grabs the bourbon from Kirsoon and brings the glass to his lips as you look over at him.

The smile you give him, makes his heart skip a beat. It makes him shiver and his heart picks up just at the sight of your eyes on his.

With a wink, he sips his bourbon before looking down at the clipboard.

There was no one luckier than Park Jimin.

"You want them to lose all their money, you want them to be desperate to keep on playing. You let them smoke and drink at the tables. You let them have eye candy in the form of beautiful or handsome dealers because they won't stop." You tell Vixen pointing to Jenny as Namjoon whispers in her ear, earning giggles.

She nods understandingly as you walk up the steps to your office.

"So what is all this construction for then?" Vixen inquires innocently as you ascend. 

"Baby?" You call loudly to your husband.

His eyes are immediately on yours, standing up straighter as you call his name.

"What's wrong, Kitten?" He asks above the construction.

"What are we putting into the walls?" You tilt your head as Vixen looks to him.

"Semi-automatic machine guns with automatic aiming and firing." He tells you both nonchalantly before mumbling something to Taehyung as he points to the clipboard.

"So that and we're making the safe stronger and thicker for Casino Night." You relay and she hums as you enter your office.

You were grateful that Rina hadn't changed much since you've been away. It's in perfect condition, the classical music bleeding through the speakers as you walk towards your desk.

It was free of dust and metal spores which you were also grateful for, it's quite a bit too dusty outside for your liking.

"Sit." You tell her as you walk around your desk.

Sitting down, you fix your dress as she does the same.

You honestly were starting to love her. She was so perfect and so perfect for the youngest brother.

"So Casino Night is going to be a way to weed out who's attacking the family?" She asks as you lean back in your chair.

You give a small nod as Yoongi enters the room.

"There's a lot on the plate right now, but yeah that's the initial goal. We have lions constantly looking and working all angles into why we're being attacked. It could be someone looking to take our place as first stop gun runners. Someone who has had a previous grievance with us. Someone who wants to stop our power over Seoul. There are a lot of things that could be the reason." She hums gently as she folds her arms.

"Seems like a lot to have on your plate." She whispers as Yoongi steps behind you quietly.

"Yeah, it is. But we'll figure it out. We always do. Right, Yoongs?" You ask as you turn to him with a smile.

He gives you a small smirk before nodding, "Of course. We're lions." He says as Jimin shoves open the door.

Tilting your head, your watch as he steps aside for Hoseok to bring in a white cardboard box.

You begin to frown as he throws it onto the floor unceremoniously. 

"More baby parts. I already called Hyunah and our babies are fine." Jimin says before closing the door behind everyone as all of the lions pile in.

"I took a blood sample and they're currently running the sample at the Seoul medical lab. It'll take a week or two to see if it matches anyone's DNA in the system." Namjoon says and you grimace as Jeongguk kicks the box into the corner of the room.

"Why are they trying to scare us with someone else's kid that we don't know?" Vixen asks, her voice small and quiet like she doesn't know if she's welcome to speak yet.

You tilt your head at her question. That's a really good fucking question.

"You're right." You mumble earning all eyes on you as you stand.

"Why would someone send us parts of a random kid? Do they think it's scaring us when we know our kids are safe? Are they threating? Or, are they grasping at straws because they know we can't be broken?" You ask as you walk around the desk.

Jimin sips his glass of bourbon as he listens intently.

"Has there ever been a case before that this has happened?" You ask your husband as he strides over to you.

Tilting his head, he clicks his teeth unsurely as his hand splays over your belly.

Namjoon narrows his eyes at the floor before snapping his fingers.

"Yes! There has been! You guys remember don't you? When the Bangs were just coming onto the scene all those years ago and they started to receive body parts just like this for months on end. It ended up just being someone they knew but not one of them entirely? When they showed they couldn't be taken down, the body part senders just suddenly backed off and disappeared like wind in the night!" He says looking around at all of his brothers for confirmation.

Taehyung hums gently mulling it over before nodding, "Yeah. I do remember that it had to be like eight or nine years ago." 

You look at your husband as he stares at the floor. His pupils shifting back and forth as he thinks before nodding.

"Yeah. I remember that. Let's go have a chat with the Bangs shall we?" He asks as he finishes off his bourbon.

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[untaemedqueen]

The Lions Den

Mafia!Jiminx Wife!Reader

Genre: Mafia!AU, Smut, Fluff, Angst

Chapter 21.

Warnings: Smut, Blood, Guns, Knives, Excessive Cursing, Excessive Alcohol Intake, Smoking (Cigarettes and Cigars), Mental Health Issues

Warnings In This Chapter: Daddy Kink, Degradation (Slut, Whore), Bondage, Use Of A Blindfold, Pussy Slapping, Cunnilingus, Pregnancy Kink, Belly Worship, Fingering, Edging, Lactation Kink, Milk Drinking, Dom!Jimin, Brat!Reader, Spanking, Doggy Style, Multiple Orgasms, Squirting, Cock Warming, Mystery Child Solved, Sherlock Namjoon

A/N: Thank you to my squad for reading this chapter and screaming at me @ppersonna, @xjoonchildx, @ladyartemesia. I love yall!

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1 Week Til Casino Night

The chat with the Bangs last week was insightful but nothing groundbreaking. It didn't give you all answers, but it did give you more direct questions.

It certainly gave your husband food for thought.

"Yeah okay, so what then? We're getting body parts of people to scare us? Out of what? You can't break us, people should know that by now." He says as he pulls the clip out of his gun. He begins to dissemble the machinery as he looks up at you.

It was kind of hot, just watching him take apart a gun without even having to look. Watching him just snap off pieces and lay them down on the gun mat without a second thought.

His fingers, so dexterously moving pieces as he concentrates on your eyes makes you squirm in your chair across from him. 

The way his tongue darts out, licking slowly at his plush bottom lip as he tilts his head to you. 

God, he was so perfectly handsome. So perfect in your eyes. 

Even his demeanor, the way he sits and his confidence is just so impressive.

When he is just in his element, when he knows he's top dog-- it beats everything else.

"Kitten, you listening to me?" He asks gently.

Biting your bottom lip, you nod slowly as you look over his taut body. On this chilly Thursday afternoon, you can see his skin forming goosebumps as you stare at his rippled chest and stomach.

You can feel your groin, starting to heat up with wants for attention. You want to feel his hands grazing over your body.

Now that the pain has mostly gone away from your injuries you sustained two weeks ago, you wanted him to ravage you.

He's been so sweet with you recently, making sure nothing he did would hurt you while he was intimate with you. But, watching him this week, watching his confidence come back knowing these threats had nothing on him was so arousing. So absolutely attractive.

Standing up, Jimin watches you wearily as he quickly resets his gun.

"What are you doing?" He asks with a gentle laugh as you round the table.

Pushing his chair back, he runs his fingers through his black hair as he tilts his head.

Hiking up your nightgown, you throw your leg over his. Straddling his body, he puts his hands protectively on your hips.

"What're you up to?" He inquires with a growl.

Your fingers drift down his muscled shoulders, slowly traipsing over his taut chest and his six pack. You take your time as you sit above him, moving your fingers to the stiff and protruding muscles over his ribs.

Bending your head down, you leave soft open mouthed kisses over the length of his jaw. You can hear him take a sharp breath below you and you shiver at the noise. 

Your pussy clenches around nothingness as you press your fingers harder into his muscled stomach.

Kissing downward, you take your time suckling small patches of pinks to the thin skin of his neck.

He groans again, the sound only spurring on your thoughts and actions.

His fingers grip harder at your hips, his thumbs massaging gentle circles onto the distended sides of your stomach.

Suckling small patches to his collarbone, his head lolls back as he grips the globes of your ass just hard enough in his palms to coax a moan past your lips.

"Daddy." You whine against his skin.

The tone of your voice is needy with arousal and he sits up straighter at your need for attention.

"You're just a horny little slut, aren't you Kitten?" He murmurs, the degradation in his voice earning wet patches of your arousal on your silk panties.

He grabs his gun, putting it behind him in the waistband of his pants before he stands tall gripping your thighs.

Your legs wrap around him, hands holding on to his terse shoulders as he makes his way out of the kitchen to the staircase. 

You kiss him deeply, his feet stuttering before stopping as one hand leaves your ass to roam over your back.

Clasping his hand around the back of your neck, he sucks your bottom lip into his mouth. He bites down gently, earning a whine from you as you press your stomach into his.

"Watch Hana." He mumbles before taking off to the staircase.

After repeatedly stopping to kiss on the multitude of stairs, you finally made it to your bedroom.

Lion jumps off of the pillow as Jimin lays you down on the bed. His eyes roam your body for a second, his thumb swiping over his bottom lip as he chuckles.

You're quick to take off your nightgown, letting him see you in your entirety and the way he palms his cock through his suit pants shows just how sexy you are to him.

"Fuck." He curses as he walks over to the dresser.

Pulling a drawer open, you watch as he grabs two pairs of handcuffs.

Your breath hitches at the thought of being bound by him and you squirm in delight as he looks over at you.

He holds up a blindfold and you nod quickly. He chuckles as he closes the drawer with his hip before walking back over.

Each step he takes is calculated and calm, the straining erection is the only thing that gives him away.

"Hands, baby girl." You hold your hands out to him submissively earning a gentle kiss to your lips as you hear the metal snap around your wrists.

He nods to the headboard and you move immediately to accommodate him. Attaching your wrists to the top, you tug on them to show you can't go anywhere and he hums happily at you being bound and helpless beneath him.

He holds the blindfold delicately between his hands and you take a deep breath as he takes away your sight with the black fabric.

"Comfy? You okay?" You nod slowly as you feel his fingers hook into the sides of your panties.

Spreading your legs, your body writhes as he smacks your clothed pussy, "Words, Kitten. Or you're getting punished." 

"I'm okay." You whisper as he rips your underwear from your body.

"I'll buy you new ones." He mutters before you can even complain.

Your throat suddenly feels dry, lips chapped and parted as you wait to feel him touch you.

It feels like forever, your skin begins to sing with a fresh sheen of sweat. You can hear your husband's heavy breathing above you, can practically feel his eyes burnishing holes into your body with his sharp gaze.

Finally he touches you after minutes of squirming and anticipation. You give an audible gasp as his fingers run through the slick folds of your sex. Your pussy clenches around nothing as you whimper for him.

"So fucking wet, Kitten. You little slut." He mutters.

You can feel his knees ruffling the sheets before a swift smack to your clit has you choking on a gasp.

"D-Daddy!" You whine, your hands immediately tug on the restraints as a response and he chuckles darkly from above you.

Giving a flat lick to your sex, the tip of his nose nudges against the swelling bundle of nerves and you writhe beneath him for more.

"Fuck!" You cry out. 

It's a pleasant darkness, fully being able to enjoy the pleasure he gives you as he begins to suckle earnestly at your clit. You can picture him between your thighs, his cheeks and chin coated in your essence and your breath hitches even further.

One hand runs up your baby bump while the other prods at your slick entrance.

Your body keens as his fingers tug at your nipple, you can feel the release of your milk as he enters a finger into you without warning.

"So fucking tight, Kitten. Always." He whispers, adoration enrapturing his voice.

His finger never relents, fucking you faster and faster before slipping a second into your heat. 

"Oh fuck! Yes!" You moan, tugging your hands harder.

You enjoy the stinging bite of the handcuffs around your lips. Adore being so absolutely helpless beneath your husband.

He scissors your cunt open as he eats you like no tomorrow. Your pussy sounds so fucking wet against his tongue, you can feel how messy he's making you.

"Daddy! I want to cum so badly for you!" You tell him as he sits up.

The palm of his hand begins to rub rough circles onto your clit as your perfectly manicured nails begin to scratch at the metal holding you tightly.

The band inside of you is tightening to the fullest.

"Pregnant little sluts beg to cum, Kitten. You better ask me for permission. I own this pretty little cunt and I decide when you can cum." You whine underneath him as his hot, wet tongue begins to rapidly stroke your clit.

You can feel your head begin to swim, your thoughts becoming jumbled as you babble out his pet name incessantly in your pleasured daze.

Curling his fingers upward, you gasp at the pressure.

"Daddy! Please, please! I need to c-cum!" You cry out, the overwhelming feeling just too much for you.

Your husband's hand grips harder at your stomach, unrelenting in his licks to your throbbing clit as you become a writhing mess before him.

"Please! Daddy!" 

You don't know if you can hold it. You can't. You need to cum for him right now. It's been too long since he's devoured you like this. Since he's pushed his handsome face between your thighs.

You can feel your eyes welling up with tears as he doesn't relent. 

"Daddy?!" You cry out anxiously as he teeth rake over your swollen nub.

You can feel yourself teetering on the edge of release and you cry out nervously. 

But then just ask quickly as your impending orgasm came, it fades away as he pulls back.

You gasp angrily, those tears that built up spilling over onto your cheeks and the blindfold against your own volition. 

Your body shivers and bucks at the loss.

"Why?!" You cry out as you feel his warm hands leave your skin.

You can hear the sheets ruffle again before his lips are centimeters apart from your ear. You can hear his ragged breath as he chuckles.

"Because you cum on my cock or not at all you pregnant little minx." With a whine, you throw your head back. 

Your pussy is still throbbing. You can feel the soaked sheets below you as you squirm.

"Let go of the bar. I'm flipping you over." He demands as his hands cup your breasts. You can feel him lifting them into his palms. Rolling one deftly as he suckles your milk from the other.

You shiver at the groan he gives as he tastes your milk. His hand grips harder as his arousal takes over him, turning him into a rougher beast than before.

You let go of the headboard as he pulls away. 

Every little kiss or suckle, every caress to your heated skin is sending you into overdrive.

Gripping your hips, he flips you over effortlessly and he positions you to his liking without a second thought.

Now with your forehead against the headboard and a pillow beneath your stomach, he spreads your legs so wide you're completely bare before him.

"Oh God, look at you." He murmurs reverently before slapping your slick cunt. 

"Look at how horny you get for Daddy, Kitten." 

His fingers run through your soaked folds, gathering your essence before rubbing circles with the rough pad of his thumb to your clit.

Your breath hitches and you try to close your legs only for his knees to keep you splayed out before him.

He keeps rubbing circles, adoring the way your pussy violently clenches around nothing before pulling away once more.

Amidst your whingeing you can feel his slick covered fingers trace your lips, "Open up Kitten, taste your slutty little cunt for all it's worth." 

Overwhelmed with anger and disappointment, you defy him.

"Kitten." His voice is commanding and sharp. The growl that leaves his chest makes you whimper out but you refuse to concede.

You wanted him to ravage you. Yes. You want that. Even if it means getting punished as well.

You press your lips into a tight line as you shake your head visibly.

"You spiteful little brat." He grumbles as he kicks your legs open farther. 

You steady yourself with your arms, squeezing your eyes closed tighter behind the blindfold as your thigh muscles strain. 

Gripping your cheeks, he squishes them between his fingers as he wiggles your face.

"Keep it up, keep defying me and you won't cum at all. Open your slut mouth and suck your fucking slick off my fingers." His hand smacks at your bare pussy, your mouth opening to gasp as the pain shoots through you.

He takes the opportunity to shove his fingers into your mouth and you whine at the taste of yourself on your tongue.

"I fucking said-" His lips are against your ear now, his voice violently low and you quiver at the heat, "Suck your goddamn slick. You pregnant little slut." 

You moan when he nips at your earlobe harshly, wrapping your lips around his index and middle finger. Your tongue runs circles around his fingers and he hums pleased.

His free hand grips the flesh of your ass opening up your body to him more. He chuckles at the ring of puckered muscle twitches beneath his gaze before spitting on the hole.

You moan against his fingers. You're positively vibrating with sexual need. Wanting to cum all over him until you're a wasted mess beneath him.

Spanking your ass hard, you lurch up against the headboard as you whine. Your forehead pressing harder into the padded wooden.

"God, you're fucking incredible." He praises.

With that one sentence, he's swiftly entering you. Giving you no time to adjust to his long, thick length. You cry out against his fingers, the burn of the stretch quickly subsiding as he starts a relentless pace.

"Little slut all filled with my baby and clutching around my cock already. You're my desperate little whore, aren't you? Begging for more of me in your pregnant little pussy." He says as he drills into you.

His fingers leave your tongue to hook the inside of your cheek.

"Answer me." He demands, another swift smack finding your backside as your skin sings with fresh pain.

"Yes. Want your cum inside my pregnant pussy." Your voice is garbled, so degrading as your droll begins to leak down his hand.

He chuckles at your neediness. Even the degradation has your pussy clenching his cock tighter within you for wanted release.

The head of his cock ramming into your soft cervix folds has you whining and moaning for more.

"Getting so big with my baby girl, hmm? Showing Daddy how needy you are to be filled with me. You can't wait to have another baby inside you, huh?" His hand rubs loving circles to your stomach as you cry out his name.

He lets go of your cheek to grip the back of your neck tightly. 

"Yes! Yes, Daddy! Fuck me harder! Please!" 

His moans are loud, praising you every so often.

"God, your pussy is so messy!" He groans out.

After the two edgings you had previously, your orgasm was oncoming quickly.

"Daddy, please can I cum?!" You beg as you grip the bar tighter.

His hand snakes around your hip, pressing his hand snuggly between the apex of your thighs. Rubbing your clit with furious circles, you can feel tears springing to your eyes. 

"Cum for me, Kitten." He commands.

Your knuckles go white as your orgasm upon his command. Your head swims and your ears go deaf.

Your pleasure washes over you like waves as he begins to fuck you harder. 

"Oh God, you're so tight! Shit!" He cries out as he grips your hips. 

Fucking you through your overstimulation, you can feel another orgasm oncoming as Jimin's cock thickens and pulses within you. 

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" You cry out as your husband pulls the blindfold off of you. 

His hand leaves your hip, to pinch and roll your nipple. 

"Good girl, cum on my cock again! I can feel it, fuck!" He moans.

His hand grips at your stomach as he fucks you faster.

Your thighs begins to shake and your forehead presses harder against the headboard. 

"Cum with me baby. I'm cumming! Fuck!" 

"Fuck I'm cumming Kitten, cum with me." Gripping the back of your neck, he drives into you so hard that your chest tightens. 

"Oh shit!" He cries out.

His cock throbs within you and the warmth of his cum triggers your second orgasm. 

"Oh my God!" Jimin cries out.

He holds your body up as you shake like a leaf through the pleasure.

"Such a good girl, Kitten. You squirted all over me." He coos as he unlocks the handcuffs from your wrists.

Leaving his softening cock inside of you, he lays you down on your side. His hand rubs at your stomach as he takes deep calming breaths. 

It's a comfortable silence as you listening to each others breathing. 

"I love you." He murmurs as his lips drift over your shoulder.

"I love yo-" Your voice gets cut off as your ringtone begins to ring loudly throughout the large bedroom.

Raising your eyebrow, you grab your phone off of the bedside table.

You show the caller I.D to your husband as he pulls out of you. 

"Put it on speaker." He says as he grabs his briefs.

"Hello?" You ask as you pick up the phone.

"Y/N!" The sharp voice of Ryu makes you sit up as your husband pours himself a glass of whisky. 

"Are you alright?" You ask quickly. 

As she breathes through the other end of the phone, you can practically hear her hyperventilating. 

"My-My Jeohoon is missing!" Your eyes widen as you look at your husband. You watch him slowly set down the glass container of whisky as he turns to you.

"Okay. Just try to breathe Ryu. How long has he been missing?" You ask calmly as Jimin walks towards the bed.

"He left with my husband about two weeks ago to the safe house and he never came back… They've been searching for him but they still haven't found him." Jimin's jaw drops and you look between him and the phone as you clear your throat.

"Did your husband say that Jeohoon was taken? Or was he just missing from the time he left with your husband?" You ask her as you place your hand on your stomach.

"I-I'm not sure. My husband won't explain to me what's going on. But I have such a terrible feeling that he was missing the moment that he left this house." Her voice was shaky but it sounded certain. 

With no hint of a lie in her voice, Jimin puts his hand under his chin as if he's trying to work out all the clues.

"That day when I met you for dinner, is that why you had so many guards? Because you suspected that someone was going to take you as well?" You ask quietly as your husband sits down on the edge of the bed.

"Yes! I didn't know what to do...I still don't." She says, her voice is soft. She's obviously broken up and it makes you frown.

"Hang up the phone." Jimin whispers to you and you widen your eyes at him.

He very calmly nods to you and you swallow thickly before hanging your head.

"Okay. Let me work some things over with my crew and I'll get back to you, okay Ryu?" You ask her as Jimin downs all of his whisky.

"A-Alright." She whispers and he gives you a quick thumbs up as you hang up the phone.

"Her kid is in a bunch of fucking boxes in our basement." Jimin says as he refills the glass of whisky. 

You take a sharp breath between your teeth as you sit up straighter, "You think it's Jeohoon in the dead little kid we've been getting?!" 

Jimin tilts his head as he stares out of the window into the vast backyard.

"It's got to be him. So either people are sending Jeohoon to us because they're trying to take the suspicion off of the Ims or they fucked up by taking a big family name's kid." He mumbles before downing the whisky. 

"If Junggoo really let his kid be killed and butchered just for this stupid cause, I'm going to stab him in his eye socket so hard, the tip of my knife comes out of his skull." Jimin says, venom dripping off his tongue.

You blanch as he turns to you, "Family means everything in this world."

Sitting on the couch in the sitting room, you hand the folder of information on the Golden Cage girls to Vixen as she crosses her legs.

"Look through it all and tell me what you see." You demand.

Family meetings were getting bigger and bigger by this point. The sitting room is now the common place with so many lions staying downstairs.

Mirae hands you a glass of sparkling water and you thank her quietly as you turn towards your protege.

"The women that are hired have an IQ higher than 130?" She asks before looking at you.

You nod as you sip your water before leaning back into the couch.

"The way the model we have works is that our girls are smart and beautiful. You pay for an escort and you can then pay extra if you want to meet them in Room 732 like you know very well." You tell her as she nods.

"Yeah. That's really smart. I always really liked going to high school reunions and things like that with my clients. Loved it even more when I didn't have to suck their dicks." You give a small laugh as she continues to rifle through the papers in the manila folder.

"Jina is really good at managing everything." Vixen comments as she goes through the financing spreadsheets.

"Yeah she is! I'm really happy she's taking o-" The front door opens with Namjoon, the front of his mullet is in his eyes. He draws the whole room's attention as he shakes the pieces of paper in his hand.

"I know who sent the letters! I have proof! I HAVE PROOF!" He screams as he runs into the sitting room.

Jimin stands up quickly as Joon jumps over the small stairs of the entryway.

With the flick of his hand, the letters fall onto the table and you spread them out before putting your hands to the top of your head.

"Ryu Im wrote them all. Same ink, same handwriting, same paper." Namjoon says quickly.

Your eyes slowly find your husbands as he copies your stance, placing his hands atop his head.

Your eyes finally lock as the voices around you begin to raise in volume. It's a cacophony that turns into white noise as his mocha brown irises stare into yours.

"Fuck." You both say at the same time.

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