Matters Of The Heart| JHS {M}

Matters of the Heart | JHS {M}

it seems not even the passage of half a decade can diminish the hold of Mr. Jung’s charms on your heart. but the rumors that welcome you home speak of his imminent marriage to an heiress, one who bests you in every infuriating, ‘ladylike’ fashion. just how, then, are you meant to interpret the undeniable sparks of desire in his eyes?

or: “do you truly think me so proper, my lady?”

pairing: hoseok x reader genre: romance, smut words: 13k contains: victorian au, much banter/teasing, virgin reader but she’s a feisty one, era-appropriate dirty talk, unprotected sex  a/n: this is part of the “A Very Merry Fic-Mas” collaboration with @lamourche, @kpopfanfictrash, @kittae, @underthejoon, @floralseokjin, & @winetae! it is heavily inspired by Jane Eyre, though our Mr. Jung is much more respectful than Rochester ;) please note that Jin’s last name has been changed for clarity’s sake with all the Kims + a few minor Victorian customs have been forgone for ease of reading.

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Namjoon kisses with slow precision, eager to elicit quiet sounds from your mouth and you find yourself lost in his touch - almost forgetting about your exact location until a second set of lips ghosts across your throat.  

“Don’t forget about me,” Taehyung whispers. 

Gi!! Hi Gi!! It’s been a minute.

Ever since I read ‘Company’, I knew that you would be one writer that I completely adored. Writing is your weapon and each and every time you blow strikes to my chest that are welcomed with open arms. It feels easy reading a piece by you, each and every one of them different in nature, but they are all so uniquely you and they are all so beautiful.

One thing that I have always loved was your imagery. It feels like you can see the entire universe with the beautiful words you write, and this scene is no different:

You angle around to face Namjoon, only to discover his jaw slacked expression, eyes dark as they wander over your form with a peaked interest. A low heat simmers beneath your skin at the sudden attention and you can only imagine what it will feel like to have his hands roam over your body, to trail across the sensitive flesh as his mouth sucks kisses into your skin.  

It’s so hot, so lustful, so seductive, and its one of those moments that settles deep in your skin because its a moment where you can tell that both of them want more and you depicted it so perfectly. I also really loved the chemistry between all three of them, and especially between Taehyung and Namjoon. The back and forth commentary, how Taehyung leads easily and Namjoon picks up and follows through perfectly. Though I really liked this scene:

“What do you think, Joon? Is there something you want?”

Namjoon stares down through hooded eyes, a feral hunger radiating amidst dark orbs and he swallows. “Can I eat you out?”

I think it’s just because throughout the heat and intensity of it all, there’s still a bit of innocence and unsureness and respectfulness in Namjoon’s words because of the situation that they are in, and I think that’s it’s a perfect show of his personality within this story. And finally the ending: 

Taehyung offers a smile and shifts a hand through your damp hair, carding back any lose strands before curving an arm around your waist. This - it is familiar, pleasant but you find yourself humming in content when a second arm comes to settle a little below your boyfriend’s, Namjoon slotting in behind you, lips soft as he places a chaste kiss to your shoulder.  

“Sleep,” Taehyung rumbles, “we’ll talk tomorrow.”

You feel Namjoon nod and it is there you allow yourself to drift into sleep, knowing that come tomorrow a discussion will need to be had but some part of you knows it will not be an unpleasant one.

It’s such a nice and soft cool-down from all of the previous events and I think you wrapped it up perfectly. I wish I was able to have her life because honestly, I stopped counting how many orgasms she had after the fourth and just let everything sink in and it was just beautiful. Taehyung and the main character have such a nice relationship. It’s fluid and the level of trust along with it is so nice to see. I think Namjoon being in the mix will strengthen things further between all of them, so I’m wishing these characters the best.

Thank you so much Gi for being a writer that I’ll look up to. Your stories have always brought me comfort, and I can’t wait to read more of your works. Also sorry for this being so long, but I’m sending you lots and lots of love.💕💕💕💕

hickory (m)

A simple ménage à trois. ∟ alternatively, you and your boyfriend, Taehyung, extend an invitation to your friend Namjoon to join you two for a night of fun.

─ pairing: Namjoon x Reader x Taehyung

─ genre: smut

─ warnings: explicit sex, exhibitionism, semipublic foreplay, unprotected sex, fingering, multiple orgasms, vibrator, double penetration (vaginal and oral), light bondage, spanking, oral (f. and m. recieving), dirty talk, praise kink, creampie, light hair pulling, masturbation, shower sex, aftercare

─ word count: 10.2k+

a/n: i was fireheart-namjoon/koyapuff

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FUTURE HEARTS | PT.1 [M]

☾ pt1 | pt2 | pt3 | pt4 | pt5 | pt6 | pt7 (ongoing)

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: smut, angst, punk!jungkook

word Count: 14,241

description: It was everything, from his tattoos, to his touches, to the way sweat rolled down his neck as he strummed into his guitar on stage; everything about him completely enthralled you. So why are you now, two and a half years later, on a train to Seoul, telling a complete stranger the recollection of how you became fated to forever have scars on all of your future hearts due to the happiness, but most of all the pain, that came along with falling in love with Jeon Jungkook. 

note: inspired by the anime/manga “Nana”

The icy breeze whipped across your face as you started your approach towards the building. The speed of your heart was increasing with every step, your legs began to weigh you down like lead, and your breathing became harsh and ragged. Nerves were infecting your body, intensifying as you finally reached the automatic doors. You closed your eyes, taking in a deep breath before finally stepping forward. The doors opened for you, and the bustling Busan train station was revealed.

Noises echoed in every direction, you watched as people quickly rushed towards their trains, and you suddenly figured that you should do the same. You shook away your wonder as you started to go through bag check, but your eyes still managed to drift around the building that you remembered all too well.

It was quieter back then, or maybe it wasn’t. You might’ve just been so numbed by all of the pain you were feeling that you couldn’t sense anything else. Your eyes glided across the path that had been etched into your mind for the past year and a half.

“I know it doesn’t seem like it, but I love you so much. I really fucking do.”

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Ultimatum (M)

Word Count: 10,339 (Reposted) (Wonhopes Masterlist)

Your pervy, idiotic boyfriend just so happens to also be your friendly neighborhood Spider-man (in bed).

cr.

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People say that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. If so, then maybe that’s what I am because I’ve come back to this story hundreds of times and it keeps getting better and better.

*****SPOILERS******

Before I read this story, I accidentally spoiled myself by quickly skimming through it to try to get a feel of what the story was about. And even though I ruined it by pausing at the elevator scene to figure out that Jimin was behind everything, I didn’t read all of it. But even so, reading this story thoroughly and in one sitting still made me feel so cold and manipulated. Even once I found out that Namjoon was, as you once phrased, the carrot to Jimin’s stick, it still made my jaw completely drop.

I’m not sure if I would’ve figured out that Jimin was behind this operation if I hadn’t spoiled myself, but even so, I’m happy that I took the time to go back and read with an open mind. Thank you so much for writing this!! And I’m so in love with your thriller fics as well. Let the Villian Win was and will forever be a masterpiece that keeps me shaking and one that I recommend everyone to read if they haven’t. Your Beastly Gods series is as well another favorite and I loved reading the asks that came through about it.

Thank you so much for sharing your talent with us!! I’ll forever be greatful for you and the joy you’ve brought to me!!!💕💕💕💕💕

Level of Restraint (M)

Pairings: Jimin x Reader, Namjoon x Reader, Taehyung x Reader Word Count: 13K  Rating: M  Genre: Thriller, smut, office AU, BDSM AU  Warnings(contains spoilers): This story contains very dark themes and may not be suited to all readers, protected sex (vag+anal), threesome, double penetration, bondage (including partial suspension), dom/sub roles (reader is a sub), praise kink, mild degration, sensory deprivation, spanking, fingering, cum feeding, mild breathplay, sex toys, exhibitionism, voyeurism, discussion of safe word, Namjoon is a professional dom/sex worker, referenced discrimination of sex workers and those who participate in BDSM, public outing of sexual practices, inappropriate workplace relationships, referenced death of minor character, yandere character, misidentified sexual partner, manipulation, bribery, blackmail, implied stalking, violence.

Summary: As a co-founder of a consulting firm you can’t afford to be caught in a scandal. So flirting with your secretary, Jimin, would be out of the question. Giving your client’s son, Taehyung, a reference for a sexual partner would be reprehensible. And having regular paid BDSM sessions with your dominant, Namjoon? That would be a career ending disgrace. It’s too bad the only restraints in life you approve of are the cuffs that bind you to the bed, because there are those hiding in the dark waiting to take advantage. 

A/N: A huge thank you to everyone who supported me while writing this story. It was hard not to question the level of darkness this tale descends to. In the end your assurances and aid are the only reason this fic made it to fruition. Upon reading you might notice several thematic references to the ‘Fall of the House of Usher,’ by Edgar Allan Poe  and the Greek myth of Tantalus. They are two of my favourite tales, and together they greatly represent the darkened desires depicted in this oneshot.

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8:55 am KNJ: Good girl.

Your heart races upon receiving the response you’ve been waiting for all morning. The sender had requested proof that you were wearing his last minute gift, and you were happy to oblige with the lewd photo. Finally seeing his simple praise for your efforts makes you grin from ear to ear, as you enter the front door to your workplace’s building. The message will be enough to get you through the day, high on the thought of his praise while his present is wrapped tightly around your ribs. Though the garment may be confining, you’ll endure anything to receive those two simple words.

Reluctantly glancing up from your phone you look ahead to see the elevator closing.

“Hold the door!” You call out, making a run for it. Mercifully the gap between the doors widens allowing you to climb in before it begins the long haul up. Glancing over to your savoir, you find your secretary standing at the panel. “Thanks Jimin.”

“No problem,” he responds with a warm smile. “What floor do you need?” Joking as he pushes the button labelled 14. 

You playfully shove his arm while trying to catch your breath. Had he left you down on the first floor there’s no telling how long it would be before the elevator returned. The building in which you work has been down to one lift for a couple days, with no promise of when the other will be fixed. It’s not a surprise really, ever since you moved into this complex three years ago you’ve been plagued with breakdowns and shotty utilities. Considering how opulent  the tower is, with it’s gilded elevators and halls adorned in finery you expected better, but people often overlook flaws when they have something pleasant to stare at. Allowing the management to slack on some of the failings of the structure. 

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"What the fuck," You huffed, "Cock block." 

"Maybe -- But you didn't seem to mind getting my cock instead, did you?" 

So...I’ve been on a Hoseok spiral for the past thirty minutes (mainly because of the teaser photo that was just released), and for some reason I thought that by reading one of your works it would help me get through it. It obviously did not.

Hoseok in this story is so hot. He’s so confident and someone that I, quite frankly, would allow to ruin my life because I want to know what the “thing” is!!!! I wanna have him!!! He could text me at 2:03 am and I would be at his house at 1:59😫!!!

Okay but all whining aside, the way you write is so good. I’ll forever tell this to you whenever I come back and read another one of your stories but I just feel so warm and good after reading them. So thank you for sticking around for this long and allowing me to tell you my thoughts. You will forever be a writer that I hold dearly and deeply in my heart. Thank you again Bri and I’m sending you all of my love💕💕💕💕💕

Taste (M)

“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?” | 4,000

Maybe waking up next to your best friend naked in bed had it’s perks.

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