About Me

About me

Hello lovely army...

This is my first post. You can call me ruu. I am 21+ and a Gemini. I am asian and I prefer pronounce she/her.

I'll be writing BTS nsfw stuff here, so if you are a minor shoo go away. There's nothing for you here.

Most of my posts will be as prompts which you can use but give me credit & tag me so I could read your lovely work. I am trying to write my own fics as well so if you like them please let me know.

Also English is not my first language, so please be kind if I make any mistakes and help me learn by correcting me.

my asks are always open.

Borahae 💜😘

“Taehyung doesn’t possess patience when it comes to reconnecting with his boyfriend. Jungkook’s there to remind him to take it easy despite the aching longing.”

Pairing: Vampire!Taehyung x Vampire!Jungkook

Genre: established relationship!AU, Smut, some domestic Fluff in the beginning, Polyamory!AU

Warnings: Taehyung has major FOMO poor boy, he misses his poly family :(, then Kookie comes back home heheh, this is disgusting nasty porn yall, the neediest vampire sex ever, Hard Dom & Top!Jungkook, neediest sub & Bottom!Taehyung, tears, drool, painful anal without preparation at first because Tae wants it, before Kook decides enough is enough and prepares him, strength & muscle kink, feral play (this is a needy Ripper "hunting" a needy Normal besties), rimjob, anal fingering, anal fisting (the real deal), he takes him into a headlock as he does it, lube enema, dirty talk, huge ownership kink (Tae calls Kook "Owner" and Kook calls him "property"), slight dollification, praise, degradation, hair pulling, big dicks, non painful anal as well, oh Tae you impatient bottom, rough blood drinking, stuff goes up Tae's ass which shouldn't go up his ass jsjjsj, besties you have no idea how unhinged this is, but it is also insanely soft and safe, the most comforting aftercare, they're so in love omfg

Wordcount: 8.8k

a/n: this is based on anonie's idea, i probably made it way hornier than you wanted it but i couldn't help myself, i was ovulating as i worked on it fajdsjfa i feel like i need to write your idea as well hahah keep it tame because this is quite frankly nasty porn bahahha enjoy besties, this is so disgusting omfg 😩💜

Taehyung has been alone at the estate for five days. Truly and really alone. You, Yoongi and Hoseok are visiting Seokjin and Emma in Gordes. Jimin is currently visiting friends in London and won’t be home for another week. And Jungkook, well, Jungkook has been on a boxing camp trip for a week now. Which leaves poor Taehyung all alone at the estate. 

He could have obviously gone to Gordes as well or went with Jimin, and Jungkook would have probably liked him there with him as well, but Taehyung had a painting to finish. He really wanted to finish it. Being alone at the estate, trapped in the ecstatic state of painting was fun for the first three days, but Taehyung has been beginning to feel lonely. A painting can only distract him that much before the sad state of himself comes creeping up on him.

Taehyung hadn’t even realised how much of his day actually consists of being with his forever family. Be it voluntarily or just simply by existing in the same space together. Taehyung really began to miss those small moments of quality time. 

Painting doesn’t feel as nice anymore and he regrets not accompanying one of his friends. He could be in Gordes right now, sipping French wine with his friends, he could be in London right now chatting with Jimin and his friends, he could also be in some rural American boxing camp, watching Jungkook hit punches at other boxing lovers. He could be somewhere else other than his lonely, quiet atelier. 

Taehyung huffs out air in frustration and drops the paint brush in the water. He doesn’t want to paint anymore. 

He gets up and leaves the atelier and soon his wing. The estate is so big and so empty. Every room he passes makes him feel more and more frustrated. 

Perhaps he could talk to someone on the phone. The time shows eight at night, so everyone must still be awake.

He tries you first. You don’t pick up your phone, but a text message arrives soon after.

-          Sweetest ♡: I’m sorry, my darling but we’re currently at a wine tasting and I can’t talk here. I’ll call back later. I love you ♡ 

Taehyung pouts. A wine tasting?? This is so unfair! He wants to be at a wine tasting as well! 

He sends you an answer with a jealous pout on his lips.

-          Taehyung: Don’t worry about it. Have fun, my darling ♡ 

-          Sweetest ♡: We do. We’re thinking of you, sweetiepie eheh ♡

You attached a selfie of you and the others. Seokjin and Emma are glued together. Emma is grinning brightly, while Seokjin smolders like always. Yoongi has his arm around you, throwing up a peace sign with a toothless smile, while you in contrast show your upper and lower teeth in a cute smile. Hoseok is the one holding the phone, making a cute kissy face at the camera. You all have a wine glass in your hands. 

Taehyung smiles and pouts at the same time. As much as he feels sad about it, he also really likes this selfie. You took this picture just for him, thinking of him, but he wants to be on it as well! It’s unfair! He wants to be on the selfie and not here! 

-          Taehyung: I want to be with you :( I regret my decision of staying here :(

-          Sweetest ♡: Nooo Tete, I’m sorry you feel this way :( maybe you could still book a ticket and come here belated?

-          Taehyung: Perhaps I will truly do this. I shall talk to Jimin first. I need to hear human voices again.

-          Sweetest ♡: Gosh, I understand :( I promise once I have time, I’ll call you back ♡

-          Taehyung: Take your time. I love you ♡

-          Sweetest ♡: Love you more, darling sweetest sugerbutt ♡ 

Taehyung laughs, scrunching his nose. He likes it when you call him silly nicknames. This instantly lifted his mood. He sends you one last text which consists of laughing emojis and a heart, then tries to call Jimin.

His best friend picks up after the fifth ring. Loud techno music fills Taehyung’s speaker instantly.

“Hey Tete, I can’t talk right now. We’re at this rave and it’s crazy loud here. I’ll call you back later.”

The phone call ends again. Taehyung pouts. Well, that was a fail. This is so unfair! One friend group is spending their evening tasting French wine, while the other is getting drunk at a rave. Taehyung has never in his life felt more left out than he does right now. This is so unfair! 

He tries to call Jungkook. Perhaps he will finally give him the kind of human contact he needs. 

“Hey”

“Kookie, he-”

“You’ve reached my voicemail which means I’m currently not available. Leave your message after the beep, I’ll definitely forget to listen to it. Byee.” 

The phone beeps.

“For heaven’s sake, Kook. Why must you start your stupid message with a greeting? Do you have any idea of the hope that I just lost? The betrayal I feel? How could you do this to me? I am aching in loneliness and you betray me so cruelly. I won’t forgive you. Change your voice message”, Taehyung rants and ends the call with a huff of air and an aggressive slam of his finger.

Taehyung feels guilty instantly. This was terribly mean. He calls Jungkook again, hoping that he will pick up, even if he knows that he won’t.

“Hey. You’ve reached my voicemail which means I’m currently not available. Leave your message after the beep, I’ll definitely forget to listen to it. Byee.” 

“Please forgive me. I didn’t mean my last voice message. It is just that…I am so lonely and I need you with me again. I should have never stayed here. Oh Kookie, I miss you. Okay, uhm, goodbye.” 

He ends the call again and stuffs his phone into his pocket. Well, this didn’t help. 

Now Taehyung experiences major jealousy on top of all the loneliness as well. He wants to taste wine and dance at raves and be at boxing camps. He wants to be included! 

Taehyung spends the next hours sulking in the sitting room. Jimin doesn’t call back, you don’t call back and Jungkook doesn’t call back either. Taehyung is going to die alone. This is what is going to happen. He is going to die from loneliness and the grief of being so left out.

Taehyung goes to sleep without any kind of phone calls coming in, but wakes up to sorry messages from you and Jimin.

Jimin sent his message at around four twenty five in the morning.

-          Jimin ♡: I’m so sorry, I just came home from the rave. I tried to call, but you are sleeping already. I hope you didn’t wait for it for too long.

-          Taehyung: I didn’t. It’s okay. I hope you aren’t too hungover. ♡

He opens your chat next. They arrived last night at around two.

-          Sweetest ♡: TETE I'M SORRY IFGORIT TI CALL

-          Sweetest ♡: IM DRUNJ AND YONGUS IS TELLING EE TO STOP TEXT7NG 

-          Sweetest ♡: but I wanma text yiu and say sorry 

-          Sweetest ♡: TTET I.M SORRY I LOVE YOU SO MICH PLEAWE DONT BE SAD YOU VAN COME HEER IF YOI WNAT TO 

-          Sweetest ♡: 😭😭😭

Taehyung smiles. You are cute. 

-          Taehyung: It seems that the wine tasting was successful 🤣 just sleep it off, darling. I understand ♡

He locks his phone again and rolls out of bed. The loneliness still remains, but at least he feels assured that his friends tried to call once they actually found the time. Everyone except Jungkook. He is still giving Taehyung the silent treatment. 

Insecurity joins the loneliness and jealousy. What if he is doing it on purpose? What if Jungkook doesn’t want to talk to him? 

Taehyung spends most of his morning hours analysing every text message they exchanged and looking at every picture he sent. He analyses everything. Every word, every letter and every face he can spot in the pictures. He can see a lot of faces which are exactly Jungkook’s type. And even more body types which are exactly his taste. 

What if he is moving on with people from the boxing camp? What if he is forgetting about him because he has people way more his type by his side? 

Taehyung spends the early afternoon hours feeling sorry for himself and crying in insecurity. Yes, the abandoned estate is definitely not doing him well.

Taehyung is in his wing, feeling sad and lonely, when he hears the front door open. He abandons his painting and uses his powers to get to the entrance. 

He doesn’t even bother to use the stairs, flinging himself over the railing so he can jump down this way. He lands quietly, but still startles whoever walked through the front door.

“Geez! You scared me, oh my god!”

“Jungkook! Jungkook, you are home!?” 

“Hey there, oof”, Jungkook says and grunts, stumbling back as he gets Taehyung throwing himself around his neck. His back knocks into the door from the force of Taehyung’s jump, making Jungkook both laugh and grunt. 

“You’re home! You’re home!”

Taehyung wraps his legs around his waist, using his strength to keep himself glued to Jungkook. The latter drops his bags and slides his hands under Taehyung’s butt to support him.

“Welcome home to me, I guess. Are you okay? Are you crying?”

“Yes.”

“Why? Baby, what’s the matter?” 

“Why did you ignore me? Did I do something?”

“I’m sorry Tae, fuck. I’ve been travelling since yesterday and didn’t have my phone turned on. Did you need something?”

“Yes. You”, Taehyung says and lifts his head.

Jungkook clicks his tongue, reaching up to wipe the tears away. His eyes are soft in adoration. He keeps one hand under Taehyung’s butt, using the back of his other hand to wipe his cheeks and on the side he can reach easier, he uses his thumb to dry his tears. Taehyung leans into the touches, sniffling with the biggest pout on his lips.

“God Tae, you old sap. I’m here now though.”

“Good”, Taehyung says and slams his lips down onto Jungkook’s.

“Mhm”, he lets out, accepting his fate with a fond chuckle. Taehyung isn’t going to break this kiss any time soon. That much is sure.

Jungkook collides with the wall, gasping loudly at the rough contact. Taehyung latches himself onto him, burying his face in the crook of his neck. He whimpers and mewls, sucking on Jungkook’s skin as if his life depended on it. 

“Tae, fuck”, Jungkook purrs, rolling his eyes back sensually and tilting his head to the side. Taehyung’s fangs grace his skin sometimes, his long fingers dig deep into his flesh. His boyfriend is desperate and he lets Jungkook feel it.

“Fuck baby, that feels so good, fuck”, Jungkook purrs, groping Taehyung’s hips to get him closer. He even lifts his knee just enough that Taehyung can hump it. 

He was correct. Taehyung didn’t break the kiss in a long time. Jungkook doesn’t know how long he spent carrying him as he kissed him in the entrance hall. He probably would still do it if he hadn’t set him down gently and made the mistake of breaking the kiss. 

“Can I at least take off my coat?” he asked, but Taehyung didn’t let him.

Taehyung ripped it off of him and then grabbed him by the collar of his shirt to drag him upstairs. Jungkook followed with laughter and attempted complaints to slow down, but Taehyung merely silenced him with deep kisses and needy groping. 

Jungkook doesn’t know how long it took them to get to Taehyung’s wing. The walk isn’t long normally, but Taehyung kept pressing him against whatever surface closest and then proceeded to kiss him forever. Truly, Jungkook didn’t even get to breathe properly, let alone speak words.

Taehyung lifts his puffy lips from Jungkook’s heavily marked neck. He groans as he does, grabbing his boyfriend by his clothes so he could drag him again. Jungkook lets it happen with a laugh, throwing his head back in joy.

“Fuck Tae, just let me come home. I was on a plane not long ago, I’m disoriented.”

“Come home with my help”, Taehyung answers him and throws him onto his atelier’s fur rug.

Jungkook falls, laughing loudly because the entire situation is hilariously cute to him. He loves being welcomed home this way. He really does. 

“Fuck Tae, you needy baby”, he laughs. His dark hair is a mess, Taehyung messes it up even more when he mounts his lap and then drags him into a sloppy kiss by his hair.

Jungkook purrs deeply, kissing him back happily. His strong hands come to grasp his boyfriend’s body, dimpling the softness of his thighs and marking his waist as his’.

By now, it is clear to him what this night will bring. Bodies reconnecting in the most carnal of ways. He doesn’t dislike this idea. On the contrary, the sweatpants he’s been wearing have become rather tight around his crotch and breathing is so difficult when all he can do is fight for air. He missed Taehyung. He really did.

Jungkook wasn’t supposed to come home for another week, but couldn’t take the distance anymore. With a yearning heart, he booked a plane ticket and decided to surprise Taehyung by coming home earlier than planned. The aching for his warm touch and lovely voice was just too grande. Jungkook had hoped that Taehyung would welcome him home passionately, smiling into the kiss now that it is finally his sweet reality.

Taehyung’s weight is atop his swollen cock, grinding and grinding and grinding against him in needy riding motions. The chuckles once present on Jungkook’s swollen lips get replaced by deep purrs of desperation.

“Fuck. Tae”, he murmurs between kisses, “I’m hard for you. Fuck. So hard.”

The kiss breaks through Taehyung’s will. Jungkook is left gasping and chasing his lips. Not for long however because then they are busy parting in shock as he watches Taehyung rip his own clothes from his body. Yes, truly and honestly rip. The fabric rips easily under his immense strength. Not even the leather belt stands a chance, getting thrown to the side.

“Damn baby…”

Once entirely naked and exposed, Taehyung grabs Jungkook’s shirt. His heavy, swollen cock slaps against his own stomach with each movement, but neither man cares right now. Taehyung because he needs to get Jungkook naked and the latter because he fears for his shirt’s life.

“Wait! Don’t!” Jungkook blurts out and sits up to take it off quickly, “don’t rip my clothes. I like them.”

“Hurry up, please”, Taehyung begs, leaking onto Jungkook’s lap because his cock is so, so lonely. He is kneeling for now, giving Jungkook space to move.

“Jesus fuck Tae, what’s gotten into you? I’ve never seen you that horny before” Jungkook mumbles, taking off his pants as well.

“I was so lonely. Oh Kook, I was so lonely.”

“I’m here now, baby.”

“Please don’t listen to the voice messages I left.”

Jungkook meets Taehyung’s eyes. He is smirking playfully while Taehyung seems embarrassed.

“I am serious.”

“You know that I really wanna do it now, don’t you?”

“No. They’re stupid”, Taehyung says and hooks his hands in Jungkook’s briefs.

Rip!

“Hey!” Jungkook gasps, watching with big eyes as Taehyung throws his destroyed briefs over his shoulders, “what the hell? I told you that I’ll do it, didn’t I? Huh? Where did you get that lube from? Tae wait, what are you doing?”

Taehyung scrambles onto Jungkook’s lap higher and pushes him down into the rug again. Jungkook moans, connecting with the floor in a low thump.

“Tae give me a min- holy fuck”, Jungkook gasps and arches his back, gripping Taehyung’s waist desperately. Taehyung is jerking his cock quickly, using lube to make it slip easier, “Tae…holy fuck ahmmm”, he purrs deeply, looking just a little dazed.

“I need you”, Taehyung chokes out and positions himself over Jungkook’s cock.

“Tae, you didn’t even stretch”, Jungkook gasps, sitting up in horror as he watches his terribly unprepared boyfriend lower his hips closer and closer to his cock. He grips his hips, tries to stop him but too late. His unstretched hole comes in contact with Jungkook girthy cockhead. The resistance even hurts Jungkook and he has the easier job of sinking in, “baby, stop that.”

“Be quiet”, Taehyung murmurs and stubbornly pushes down. He rim protests in stinging pain.

“Hey, you’ll hurt yourself, hey”, Jungkook tries to stop him. He really, really does, but Taehyung is stubborn and he is desperate for cock.

He tries harder. Jungkook’s thick tip breaches his hole. The resistance breaks with a snap and then Taehyung sinks down three inches within the blink of an eye.

“Ah”, he lets out, convulsing in obvious discomfort.

“Holy fuck, you’re so tight”, Jungkook croaks, gasping for air as his brows shoot up in surprise.

Taehyung sobs, pushing his hips down even if his hole begs him to stop.

“Hey stop it please Tae”, Jungkook speaks softly but with worry in his voice, “come on, get off. I’ll eat you out, finger you until you’re loose.”

“Shut up”, Taehyung spits, finally lifting his head and giving Jungkook view of his tear-stained face, “I don’t want to be stretched. I don’t care about the pain, I just want to be with you again. Stop telling me to get off of you. Do you not want me? Is that it?” he babbles and sobs.

“Tae, no”, Jungkook gasps, cradling his cheeks, “of course I want you. Hey, don’t cry, hey it’s okay”, he whispers and begins littering his face with worried kisses.

“Then stop saying that”, Taehyung gets out and whimpers.

Jungkook bottoms out. Taehyung’s walls are almost painfully tight around his cock, his rim squeezes so harshly around his base that it feels as if he was wearing a cockring.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t wanna make you cry. I just worry”, Jungkook whispers and wipes his tears, “doesn’t it hurt?”

“I don’t care. I want to be with you”, Taehyung says and drops his face into the crook of Jungkook’s neck. He hugs him, burying his left hand deep in his hair and gripping his upper arm with his right hand, “please I want to be with you, please.”

“You can, baby. I’m not going anywhere”, Jungkook assures him, hugging him gently as his hand dances up and down his back.

“Do you want me?”

“Of course I do. I want you so bad.”

“Then show me.”

“What?”

“Show me”, Taehyung insists louder, squeezing Jungkook against him, “show me please”, he adds and whimpers as he tries to move on Jungkook’s cock.

The younger vampire understands. He wants him to do the fucking. Jungkook pushes his legs apart for better support and rolls his hips up. His cock has a hard time shifting inside Taehyung. The pained moan Taehyung releases was expected by Jungkook.

“Don’t you want to take it slow? I can barely move”, Jungkook says.

Taehyung shakes his head, giving his hair an impatient tug.

“Fine. One more time. I’ll move now”, Jungkook says and rolls his hips up.

Taehyung moans painfully again, scraping his nails over Jungkook’s scalp.

“Again. Now”, Jungkook warns him and bucks his hips up.

It is difficult for him to listen to Taehyung’s pained noises. He pulls him closer, trying to ease the pain by spreading his buttocks. It eases some of the pressure around his shaft, he hopes that it eases some of the burn for Taehyung as well.

“Again. Now”, he says and fucks his cock into his tight hole.

Taehyung shudders, fleeing the thrust instinctively.

“Please say something. Are you okay?” Jungkook begs and slides his fingers to Taehyung’s hole to soothe it. He rubs his burning rim in circular motions, keeping his hips still for now.

“It feels so good.”

“No, it doesn’t. You’re fleeing.”

“Please, I’m begging you, please”, Taehyung begs and sobs against Jungkook’s neck, “please don’t stop.”

“Fuck”, Jungkook gets out, gripping Taehyung’s ass to spread it. He rolls his hips up, biting down on his lower lip because the squeeze is incredibly intense. Taehyung’s tight walls basically drag Jungkook’s skin over his own cockhead, giving him sensations normally only a tight handjob brings with it. He drops his hips, squeezing Taehyung’s buttocks before he thrusts up again. It drags and drags and drags. He drops again.

“Fuck, I think you need more lube.”

“No, it’s perfect. Please.”

“It feels like your ass is fucking jerking me off. It’s so tight.”

“Good”, Taehyung convulses in a grateful sob, pressing his hips back onto Jungkook’s cock, “I’m serving you. Owner gets jerked with my useless ass.”

Jungkook throbs inside Taehyung. He widens his eyes, staring at the room with held breath.

“Owner?”

“I’m your property.”

“Tae”, Jungkook croaks and buries his right hand in his hair, “holy fuck, what are you saying?”

“Please tell me.”

“Tell you what?”

“That you’re my owner.”

“I am. I fucking own you. Holy fuck, Tae”, Jungkook gets out and growls deeply, gripping Taehyung’s waist to keep his hips still. He fucks up into him. The pressure is still there, the squeeze of his rim didn’t get less.

Taehyung moans painfully, arching his back as he begs to be fucked through it.

“Keep breathing. I own you and I want you to fucking breathe for me, property. Understood?”

“Yes”, Taehyung mewls, nodding his head vigorously. He is drifting away into a headspace he hasn’t been in for a long time. Jungkook should have never ever been gone for as long as he did, because Taehyung should have never left this headspace for as long as he had to.

“That’s it. I like when you behave. I’ll do it again. Breathe in.”

Taehyung obeys.

“And out.”

Taehyung obeys for a second and then Jungkook’s cock stretching his hole makes him sob instead.  

“In.”

Taehyung obeys. It doesn’t hurt when Jungkook pulls out. It feels good. Like something, which wasn’t supposed to be there, is finally getting removed. Of course that’s it. Jungkook’s cock is still an unwanted object for his hole. Of course it feels good when he pulls out and therefore removes it.

“Out.”

Taehyung obeys. The burn returns. Taehyung can barely exhale before his throat produces another pained whimper. He pushes back. He wants it to stop burning. He needs his body to understand that Jungkook isn’t unwanted, that his cock is familiar to his hole and that he is exactly where he is supposed to be. His heart knows, his brain as well, so why does his body refuse to acknowledge it?

“In.”

Taehyung obeys.

“Out.”

A second then it hurts and he whimpers.

“Why?” he sobs.

“What’s the matter?”

“Why doesn’t it get it? Why?”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re not foreign. Why doesn’t it get it?”

“Who?”

“My body”, Taehyung lifts his head to stare at Jungkook with widened, teary eyes, “why doesn’t it want to accept you back? I want to have you back so bad. Why is it making it so hard?”

Jungkook frowns.

“Don’t look at me this way. Please, I’m not crazy.”

“Hey. Stop that”, Jungkook says and lifts him off his lap. He gets on his knees, carrying Taehyung in his arms. He keeps his cock inside because he is aware that if he pulled out, Taehyung might have a mental breakdown. It is obvious in how desperately he clings to him instantly and how he tries to clench even if that makes it hurt even more.

“You’re not crazy. You’re just impatient”, Jungkook speaks to him softly and full of patience. He lies him down on his back, supporting his head until it is safely engulfed in the fur of his rug. He pulls out.

“No. Please”, Taehyung begs, trying to pull him back with his legs around his hips, but Jungkook shakes them off. He grabs for him next, “please. Please don’t do this, please.”

“It’s okay, just keep breathing”, Jungkook assures him and takes Taehyung’s legs to slide them off his hips. He struggles for a bit as Taehyung tries to use his strength against him, “come on”, is all Jungkook needs to say for Taehyung’s legs to fall off of him like limp, useless things. 

“That’s better”, Jungkook praises and positions himself over Taehyung. 

Taehyung looks up at him. Sniffly, teary eyed and pouty. His normally big hands are balled into tiny fists, resting on his chest this way. 

“Who knows what’s best for you?” Jungkook speaks in a soft voice, staring deep into his eyes.

“You”, Taehyung whispers.

“That’s right. And what does that mean for you?” 

“Owner controls me.”

“That too, but…”

“I, I have to let you do what needs to, to be done.”

“Good job”, Jungkook praises and rewards Taehyung with kisses to his overly sensitive neck. 

Taehyung moans shakily instantly, rolling his head to the side as far as it can go. Every kiss placed onto his skin feels better than the one before. Every kiss painted onto his body leaves him trembling for Jungkook. It feels so good to be adored.

Jungkook doesn’t stay on his neck for as long as Taehyung would have wanted him to, but he doesn’t get to complain because he makes up for it by kissing his way down to his nipples and taking them into his mouth. 

Taehyung opens his legs as far as he can. He arches his back, gasps for air and whimpers even louder. His cock is throbbing, his hole is clenching and his veins are filling with electricity. It feels so good. Jungkook feels so good.

And again, he doesn’t stay on his nipples for as long as Taehyung wanted him too. And again, Taehyung doesn’t mind because he makes up for it.

Jungkook straightens up, kneeling by Taehyung’s side, and wraps his arms around Taehyung’s right thigh. He lifts his lower body off the ground and twists it just enough that he has access to his hole. He moans as he buries his face between his ass, closing his eyes because there is no sweeter taste to him.

Taehyung wails up in pleasure, gripping the fur of the rug and twisting it desperately just as Jungkook twists his body to gain access to his hole. He soothes the burn with eager licks, drawing the first moan of honest pleasure from Taehyung’s lips.

Jungkook purrs, furrowing his brows in bliss. Taehyung tastes like sweet lube and hints of his own cock. He licks it off of him eagerly until only the taste of his hole remains. Addictive. His taste is a fucking drug to Jungkook. He growls and buries his face deeper until his nose is surrounded by his musk and sweet scent.

“Kook…”

“You taste so good, holy fuck”, Jungkook lulls and fucks his tongue deeper, grinding his nose against his ass this way. 

Taehyung whines and wiggles, trying to flee because it feels too good to handle. It triggers Jungkook’s hunting instincts, resulting in the Ripper to wrap his strong arms around Taehyung’s hips and keep them still this way. He growls into him, shoving his wet tongue into his hole in an almost punishing rhythm.

“Kook”, Taehyung wails into the rug, “please. Please Kook please.”

Jungkook answers him in growls and his tongue curling deep inside. His biceps is tensing, his fingers are bruising the soft parts of Taehyung’s waist. He can beg all he wants, Jungkook is going to show him how well he can prepare him.

He hates when Taehyung is impatient. It angers him. His boyfriend shouldn’t hurt himself just because he is too needy for his own sake. He should take it slow, stretch until his hole is shaped for Jungkook. His impatience is offensive to Jungkook. How dare he not take the best care of himself. How dare he neglect himself.

“It’s too much please, it’s too much”, Taehyung begs, grabbing bundles of the rug far above his head so he can drag himself away from Jungkook’s eager mouth.

Jungkook breaks away from him, hunting him with a deep growl of his name.

“Don’t flee”, he orders, grabbing Taehyung’s hips to drag him back.

Taehyung slides over the rug with a squeak and his trembling fingers losing grip on the rug.

“When I tell you that I wanna prepare you, you’re supposed to arch your back and let me do my fucking thing. Understood?”

“It feels too good, I can’t do this”, Taehyung mewls, fighting his boyfriend’s grip just so he can pull him back again. He loves this so much. To be so desired to be taken forcefully turns him on so much. This is exactly what he needed. He needed to be hunted and claimed.

“I don’t care. You’re gonna feel good. Now arch your back.”

Taehyung whimpers, getting to his knees and elbows to arch his back.

“That’s better. Such a good property”, Jungkook praises and buries his face back between Taehyung’s buttocks. He sucks and licks eagerly, feasting on his taste like a starved man.

“Kook please”, Taehyung chokes out, dropping his face on his own lower arm. He pulls his lips back in a mewl, furrowing his brows. He never should have gotten to his knees. It is difficult to keep the position when Jungkook makes his thighs shake so much.

It is moments like these which remind the two men how useless the passage of time is to them. The night ages, but they are still the same. Jungkook takes a lot of time feasting on his boyfriend’s sculpted ass. By the time he finally lifts his head again, Taehyung soaked the rug with his leaking cock and his legs barely want to support him.

“Holy fuck Tae”, Jungkook groans, “holy fuck, I need to bottle your taste so I can always have it. Holy fuck”, he moans and licks a thick stripe along Taehyung’s spine. He forces him onto the ground this way, using his body weight for it. It is an easy task to pin down Taehyung. He lets it happen willingly, tilting his head into unnatural angles just so Jungkook has access to his throat. Jungkook claims it with a guttural moan and his tongue leaving wet strips of ownership on his skin.

“Who do you belong to?” Jungkook rasps.

“You”, Taehyung whimpers.

Jungkook purrs, wrapping his stronger arm around Taehyung’s throat so he can take him into a headlock.

“Who owns you?”

“You.”

Jungkook drags Taehyung into a different position so he was spooning him. They are so close this way. Jungkook’s thick, swollen cock presses against Taehyung’s ass this way. Taehyung gasps for air in the tight headlock, drooling all over Jungkook’s arm.

“Who dictates your every step?”

“You”, Taehyung presses out and trembles.

“That’s right”, Jungkook closes his arm tighter around Taehyung, dragging his parted lips over his temple. He runs his other hand down his side, sliding it under his thigh, “lift your leg.”

Taehyung obeys happily, panting in excitement. Now it is finally time. He was patient and Jungkook will finally reward him with his cock. He lifts his bent leg as high as he can, arching his back so Jungkook has even better access to his needy hole.

“There we go. Such a good property”, Jungkook rasps and fills Taehyung’s hole.

With his finger. One of it. He is being purposefully cruel at this point. Taehyung could easily take three.

Taehyung huffs out air as much as he whimpers, pressing back into Jungkook’s hand in an attempt to get more.

Jungkook watches with a dirty grin on his lips, keeping his finger still so he can feel every desperate clench Taehyung’s hole is doing.

“Please”, Taehyung begs.

“Please what?”

“More. Please more.”

“But Tae. I need to prepare you.”

“Please Owner, please don’t do this to me, please”, Taehyung chokes out and grips Jungkook’s lower arm, “please, I need more please.”

“You’re adorable”, Jungkook rasps and buries two more fingers in Taehyung’s hole.

He can literally feel the relief in Taehyung’s sigh, watch it in the way his entire body relaxes and smell it in the thick droplets of pleasure seeping from his cock. He was so tense, but suddenly grows limp in Jungkook’s arms. As if Jungkook’s fingers pressed a button and shed his body of every burden ever.

His eyes roll back and close halfway, his mouth opens without ever closing. This is true bliss. This is how he looks when he finally experiences true bliss.

Jungkook feels a warm tug on his heart, his stomach flutters. He has the prettiest boyfriend. Look at him relaxing on his fingers. Look at him getting high on the feeling of them. Look at him being so perfect.

Jungkook leans down and kisses his cheek, keeping close afterwards. He begins moving inside him, fucking his fingers in and out slowly and curling them each time they press against his prostate.

“You’re so pretty”, Jungkook whispers.

“Kook”, Taehyung keens, spilling tears on his arm. He is pretty. He is desired, he is loved, he is wanted. His body grows so weak in relief that his leg drops and his hands slip from Jungkook’s lower arm.

“Hurts?” Jungkook asks, chasing him.

“More.”

Jungkook obeys, burying his pinkie inside him as well. His hole welcomes him greedily, swallowing his hand until he sits inside him to his knuckles. He throbs and convulses around him, burying his face in Jungkook’s arm. His moan is muffled like this, Jungkook feels it against his skin.

“Isn’t that so much better, hm?” Jungkook whispers deeply, “to let me prepare you and show you how slutty your hole can get? Mhm? Isn’t that so much better?”

“Yes”, Taehyung mewls, nodding his head vigorously. He pulls his lips back again, squeezing his eyes shut, “ah, ah, a-ah.”

“Keep moaning for me, that’s it. Such a good property. Fuck, I own the best boy”, Jungkook praises, twisting his hand deep inside Taehyung.

“Ohgnng”, Taehyung chokes out through gritted teeth, twisting a bundle of the fur rug. Jungkook watches it happen, just as he watches how much his fingers shook as he did it.

He repeats what he did before. Hand deep inside him. Twist it. Left and right, left and right, left and right. Shape his hole, stretch his rim, fill his walls. Twist, twist, twist.

Taehyung begins shaking so sweetly, drooling so much onto Jungkook’s arm that it is running down his sculpted paths by now.

Out again. Jungkook picks up the thick, wet pleasure Taehyung’s cock leaks and covers his hand with it. 

“How’s my boy doing, hm?”

“Good…”

“That’s good to hear. Such a good property, I love owning you so much. Now breathe for me.”

Taehyung obeys, feeling dizzy. This is the best and safest headspace he has ever been in. He is owned. Desired. Pretty. Wanted. Taken care of. He is so safe. So, so safe. 

Back again. Jungkook fills his boyfriend with his hand. No fingers left out. Hand slickened by Taehyung and body so close to him. Taehyung takes Jungkook’s fist as if he was born to do so, sobbing into his arm because nothing will ever prepare him for the fullness. There is no resistance, no pain. Just pleasure and the ecstatic knowledge that he is able to take an entire hand. His rim sits around Jungkook’s wrist, his walls pulsate around his hand.

“How’s that?”

“Good”, Taehyung whimpers, throbbing around Jungkook’s fist.

Jungkook curses under his breath, and drags his lips to Taehyung’s ear.

“You take a fist like no other, Tete”, he whispers raspily, twisting it inside him.

“You’re making me climax”, Taehyung mewls, convulsing around his fist.

“I am?”

He nods his head vigorously.

“Do you want it?”

He shakes his head vigorously.

“I figured. That’s my good property, you know your fucking place”, Jungkook praises and pulls his hand out.

Taehyung hole complains loudly, gaping around nothing.

“Oh god, it hurts”, Taehyung whines, twitching in the agony of getting edged.

“I know”, Jungkook says and sits up. He slides his arm from under Taehyung’s head and grabs the older vampire’s hips to lift them and fix his position. He turns his body so he was resting on his tummy, then places his hips back into the rug. He fixes the position of his bent leg, running his palm up the back of his thigh. He pushes his hips into the rug, forcing a shaky whimper to escape Taehyung because the movement grinds his cock against the fur. It sticks to his cock and feels rough. Taehyung opens his trembling fingers just so he can bury them deeper in the fur.

“There we go. You’re such a good property, letting me fix you like you’re my pretty doll.” 

Taehyung mewls, shaking as if Jungkook just fucked him deep and hard. He loves being a doll. He especially loves being Jungkook’s doll. He loves it so, so much.

Sometimes, when Jungkook makes him feel especially safe, he slips into a doll-like headspace and when that happens, Jungkook truly controls everything which happens to Taehyung. He carries him around, fixes his positions, plays with him, dresses him up and most importantly bundles him in cozy blankets once he is done. And Taehyung loves every second of it, feeling so so safe that sometimes he ends up crying happy tears in Jungkook’s arms.

Taehyung loves being Jungkook’s pretty doll. He loves it so, so much.

Jungkook’s hands leave his body. Taehyung lies limp just like Jungkook’s pretty doll is supposed to, waiting for him impatiently patient. The sound of something being twisted open meets Taehyung’s ear, the sound of something being placed aside follows. A slight wet sound, then something seems to spread the wetness. Silence.

Jungkook’s left hand touches his butt and spreads it apart. Cool wetness touches his rim. Pressure. A stretch. It is nothing in comparison to Jungkook’s fist.

Taehyung mewls, trying to make sense of what is happening. Jungkook just inserted something in his hole, he knows that much, but it doesn’t feel like his fist nor his cock. It is hard and has plastic rills all over it.

Something cold and wet begins filling him up.

“Wh-what?” Taehyung gets out, reaching behind himself until he can hold Jungkook’s wrist, “what are you doing to me? What are you putting inside?”

“Do you feel it?”

“Yes.”

“How does it feel?”

“Cold. Wet.”

“Guess”, Jungkook says and more of it begins filling up his insides.

It is liquid. Very obviously. Taehyung tries to think even if his brain is getting scrambled. Liquid. Jungkook clearly opened something. Whatever is inside his ass feels hard like plastic and has the exact rills on its shaft like a bottle does. The lube bottle. Jungkook is feeding him lube straight from the bottle.

“Lube”, Taehyung gets out and whimpers, arching his back into the sensation.

“That’s right. I’m giving you a good, thick lube enema. Mhm? I know you like that, property.”

Taehyung sobs, convulsing desperately. Jungkook chuckles almost tauntingly.

“I knew you would like that”, he says and stops applying pressure on the bottle, “you know what to do?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

Jungkook pulls out the bottle. Taehyung tries to clench instantly, but fails. There is just way too much lube inside and Jungkook’s fist stretched him too wide. The lube seeps out of him in big, gooey globs, covering his ass on its way down.

“Sorry”, he squeaks, reaching behind himself in a desperate attempt to scoop it up and put it back inside. It doesn’t work. All it does is get his fingers messy.

“You’re cute”, Jungkook chuckles and swats his hands away, “you won’t get anywhere like this. Let me”, he says and presses Taehyung’s hips snug against the floor.

He pushes his cock between his ass, feeding his dripping hole his cock in one good thrust.

“Ah!” Taehyung screams up, throwing his head back. 

“There we go, that’s gonna keep it inside”, Jungkook lulls and chases the sensation with sensual rolls of his hips.

Taehyung curls his toes, arches his back, clenches his hole, shakes. He can’t control any of the reactions washing over his body. He finally gets fucked by Jungkook. He needed his cock like nothing else. It doesn’t hurt anymore, it simply feels wonderful. The stretch is nice. The girth and impressive length fills him up so well and because Jungkook put so much fucking lube up his ass, there is not even a hint of friction. 

“How’s that, my doll?” Jungkook asks him, running his big hands along Taehyung’s soft sides until he has his waist between his fingers.

“Faster, please”, Taehyung squeaks out.

“Like this?” Jungkook asks as his hips pick up speed skilfully. He keeps Taehyung pinned down with both hands on his lower back and his huge thighs caging in Taehyung’s. 

“Kook, Koo-ook, oh god Kook!” Taehyung moans, throwing his head back as best as possible.

“That’s so much better. Fuck, I love fucking your ass when it’s like that”, Jungkook growls, drilling his huge cock up his boyfriend’s noisy hole, “don’t give me any of that unprepared, tight shit. Fuck, I love it most when you’re stretched. So fucking good, you’re such a good fucking property. Fuck.” 

“Owner, ah Owner please.”

“Please what? Use your words.” 

“Harder. Please!”

“You drive me fucking insane”, Jungkook growls and puts strength into his fast movements. Skin slaps against skin, lube spreads everywhere.

Taehyung wails, convulsing under him in pure ecstasy. He is getting drilled like a fucking animal. His hole keeps squirting lube, his ass keeps jiggling with each impact. He can feel Jungkook’s hip bones bruise his ass. It will begin hurting soon. Good. That means he is getting fucked hard and fast. 

“Harder please! Harder!”

“Urgh Tae”, Jungkook spits and bares his fangs in an angry scowl. He doesn’t hold back anymore. He isn’t human and neither is Taehyung. There is no fragility needing to be considered, no weak bones or long healing times. Jungkook doesn’t need to hold back and it’s fucking glorious. 

The marble under his knees cracks and breaks, forcing him to sink just a little deeper into Taehyung because of the sudden dent in the floor. Jungkook growls, breaking marble again as his toes try to grip. 

“Fuck Tae. Fuck”, he spits, chasing the ecstasy of being so fucking free. No restraints. No fucking restraints. Freedom. Hot, wet freedom lies right between Taehyung’s legs and he is the only one getting it. He is getting all of it. Fucking all of it.

Taehyung wails, clawing at the rug because somehow he still hadn’t expected Jungkook to go so berserk on him. He wanted it, knew that Jungkook could do it and yet he still wasn’t ready. It feels so good that Taehyung swears he is in a constant state of orgasmic bliss. That would explain why his prostate burns so much and why his stomach keeps convulsing. 

“You’re making my fucking cock grow. Holy fuck, Tae”, Jungkook growls and Taehyung swears he might rip his hole apart.

He reaches behind himself, clawing at Jungkook’s wrists until the younger vampire takes his hands and pins them above his head. He growls above him like a predator, drilling his fully grown vampire cock into his hole. Not an inch he leaves out. Not an inch misses out on Taehyung’s wet, burning insides. 

“Stay still”, Jungkook commands in a demonic voice. He breathes in through gritted teeth, making a deep grumbling sound as he does. He breathes out, the grumbling is louder, bordering that of a growl. 

“Big.” 

“Yeah, I’m big. So fucking big”, Jungkook hisses and squeezes Taehyung’s wrists together, “take me. Take all of me. You’re my property. Holy fuck, I fucking own you. You’re mine. Mine. Mine. Mine”, his voice loses more and more of its humanity the longer he chants. 

Taehyung is crying at this point, drooling into the rug as his nose becomes a snotty mess. It is obvious by now, he can’t stop fucking cumming. Jungkook’s cock is so big. His hips are punishing. His grip possessive and his words territorial. It makes Taehyung cum without a break in between.

“Mine. You’re mine. Mine, urgh Tae”, Jungkook growls and gives in. He buries his fangs deep in Taehyung’s neck, forcing the older vampire to scream up in a mixture of shock, pleasure and discomfort. 

Taehyung tries to flee, writhe away, get the fangs out his neck. Jungkook doesn’t let him shake him off. He slams his hand onto the back of Taehyung’s head and applies pressure. The fangs in his neck grow, his cock does as well. Jungkook is losing his humanity. Even the last little bit of it. He is an animal, a monster. This is his truest form.

Jungkook growls and huffs out air like an angry bull, sucking on Taehyung’s neck as if his life depended on it.

Sudden acidic burning fills Taehyung’s veins. It truly hurts, forcing him to writhe under Jungkook helplessly. And the most fucked up part of it? Taehyung has to fucking squirt because of it. He reaches behind himself and twists Jungkook’s hair to pull him tighter to his neck while his own grown cock squirts into the rug.

Jungkook growls and moans, shooting his acid deep into Taehyung’s neck just as his huge cock shoots far up his ass. His. Taehyung is his. He makes sure that his body remembers in more ways than one. Pumped full of his cum and his acid, Taehyung is truly and perfectly marked as Jungkook’s possession. 

Jungkook tenses up soon, dropping onto Taehyung as paralysation sets in. His huge cock is still throbbing inside him, his mouth is open and leaking saliva diluted blood all over Taehyung’s neck. Taehyung is destined to lie still and let Jungkook regain his control. He is heavy and stiff on top of him, his hot breath smells like blood and acid. Taehyung squeezes his eyes shut, crying softly. He is owned. He loves being owned. This just healed him. To be a prey so desired, to be devoured and brought to his limits. Taehyung feels so beautiful knowing that he could get Jungkook to lose control in such ways. He was desirable to him. He was good. Taehyung feels so beautiful and loved. So, so loved.

Jungkook begins moving soon, huffing out growled breaths as he pushes himself up onto his hands. He is still dripping blood from his mouth, his face is contorted into his truest form. Taehyung stays still, not daring to move and check up on him. Jungkook sounds scary and Taehyung has been reduced to a trembling, scared little thing. A happy thing, but scared nonetheless.

Jungkook pulls out of Taehyung’s ass and grips the lube bottle. He flips it to the bottle side and pushes it into Taehyung’s gaped asshole. This is calculated. This had a reason. Taehyung shouldn’t close up yet, he shouldn’t lose Jungkook’s cum. The bottle was the only thing big enough to fill his gape.

Taehyung whimpers, writhing helplessly. 

“Don’t move. If I come back and see you having spilled my cum, I’m gonna hurt you till you’re crying. Got it?” Jungkook commands in a demonic voice and gives the bottle a soft push.

“Yes”, Taehyung squeaks.

“Good. Pray to my fucking name until I’m back”, Jungkook orders and stands up to leave Taehyung fucked and used up on the rug. 

He is stumbling and panting, using furniture and walls to support himself. Humanity has to return to him. Jungkook is fighting the voices on his way outside.

Taehyung squeezes his eyes shut and does what Jungkook asked him to do. He starts praying. Praying to Jungkook’s name as if his life depended on it. The bottle in his ass is cold and therefore hurts. Jungkook shoved it so far up his ass that it is impossible to push it out. Not that he wants to push it out. It isn’t Jungkook’s cock though. Taehyung begins trembling as he begins missing him.

As if he sensed his boyfriend’s longing, Jungkook returns. He kneels down behind Taehyung and touches his lower back. 

“You kept it inside. Good job”, he praises and pulls the bottle outside. 

Taehyung hole makes a slutty sound and stays gaping. Part of his insides is showing itself to Jungkook. The latter traces it with his fingers, forcing whimpers out of Taehyung.

“I love when you gape”, Jungkook says and touches his thick rim with the tip of a buttplug. 

Taehyung tenses up, arching into the toy. He knows what it is. He can’t wait for it. 

Jungkook stops teasing and pushes. His gaped hole takes the toy easily, closing snug around it. It is a huge toy, but it is the only toy which could possibly fit right now. Jungkook shifts it from side to side until he is happy with its placement, then dances his hand to Taehyung’s inner thigh.

“There we go, now you’ll stay my property until I set you free”, he says and flips Taehyung with a push to his thigh. 

Taehyung rolls over happily, looking up at Jungkook with glassy, devoted eyes. The latter continues caressing his inner thighs studying his cum covered cock and messy stomach. His vampiric face looks back at Taehyung. Black blood covers his chin, neck and parts of his chest.

“This wasn’t the last time I pump into you”, Jungkook says, “got it? The night’s still young and the estate’s empty for another three days. You’re gonna leak my cum for a week once I’m done with you.” 

Taehyung whimpers, nodding his head obediently. 

“Good that you understand.”

Taehyung lowers his eyes.

“You’re a bully.” 

“You get off on it.” 

Taehyung glances at him. Jungkook’s hard expression softens. Humanity returns to his eyes. 

“How are you doing?” he asks him, massaging his waist gently. 

“Ruined. I feel used up.”

“You are. I used you up”, Jungkook says and climbs over Taehyung. He takes the latter’s hands and pins them above his head, looking down at him with warm eyes, “but I own you, so I can do whatever I want with you.” 

“You fed from me.” 

“You always say that I can.” 

“You can”, Taehyung blinks tears away, “I feel your acid fight my healing.” 

“Is it unbearable? I’ll suck it outta you.”

“It’s not. It’s proof.” 

“Proof?”

“Proof that I’m yours. That I’m your possession”, he spills tears, “that you want me.” 

“Tae”, Jungkook returns. The loving, soft-spoken Jungkook returns. He cradles Taehyung’s cheeks and wipes his tears. He kisses his trembling lips and kisses his closed lids until his lips taste nothing but salty tears, “Tae, of course I want you. Tae, come on. Of course I do.”

“I know”, Taehyung whispers and smiles, “I just need to know for myself. I was so scared that you would forget me.”

“You were?”

Their eyes meet, racing between each other as Jungkook keeps caressing his cheeks and Taehyung holds his waist. He is sitting on Taehyung’s stomach, putting weight on it. 

Taehyung nods his head, “I’ve analysed every photograph you sent me. I’ve memorized every face which wasn’t yours. They all look like your type.”

Jungkook shakes his head, “you are my type. Our poly family is my type. Not them. They’re just people who like the same sport as me. You were never in danger.” 

“I wasn’t?” 

“Of course not. Why do you think I came here a week earlier than planned?”

“Because you wanted your bed back?”

“No silly, because I missed you”, Jungkook says, pinching his cheek softly.

“Really?” Taehyung breathes.

“Of course. God Tae, I could never forget you my silly boy”, Jungkook says and begins peppering his face with kisses.

“Really?”

“Of course, my baby. Have you looked at yourself?” 

Taehyung lowers his eyes shyly, “I don’t know.”

Jungkook sits up and clicks his tongue in distaste, looking down at Taehyung with a disapproving gleam in his eyes, “good, now I know where I’m fucking you next.”

Taehyung gawks up at him with parted lips and bated breath.

“In front of the mirror so I can show you all the things I love about you.” 

“Oh”, Taehyung lets out and giggles. 

Jungkook scrunches his nose, chuckling fondly. He pinches Taehyung’s cheek, leaning down to kiss it afterwards.

“You’re cute. I love you, my teddybear.” 

“I love you too, my snugglebunny.” 

The two vampires exchange a giddy look before Jungkook can’t take it anymore. He climbs off of Taehyung for the sole reason of picking him up bridal style. 

“Where are we going?” Taehyung gasps, pressing himself closer instinctively.

“In front of the mirror. We’re continuing. I promise to be gentle this time around.”

“Already?” 

“Got a problem with that?” 

“No”, Taehyung giggles and leans his head onto Jungkook’s shoulder, “no, I don’t.”  

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SPICY 'N SWEET MASTERPOST | JJK

PAIRING: Boxer Jungkook x shy ballerina Reader

SYNOPSIS:

Jeon Jungkook is the perfect guy… to piss off your parents. He’s buff, inked up and the definition of their worst nightmare but hey, when love comes knocking on your door there’s not much you can do. It’s not like you planned on falling for him… it just kind of happened, and honestly, you're not even mad about it. Not at all.

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Spicy 'N Sweet ★*☆♪ ɪɴᴛʀᴏ

₊‧.°.⋆🫧•˚₊‧⋆. Summer has already spread in the air

Spicy ★*☆♪ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1

₊‧.°.⋆🫧•˚₊‧⋆. In the blink of an eye, the dark faded out

Sweet ★*☆♪ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2

₊‧.°.⋆🫧•˚₊‧⋆. Blooming under the sunlight

Sugar ★*☆♪ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 3

₊‧.°.⋆🫧•˚₊‧⋆. Memories with me and you

Sour ★*☆♪ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 4

₊‧.°.⋆🫧•˚₊‧⋆. All these lights are colored in by you

Salty ★*☆♪ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 5

₊‧.°.⋆🫧•˚₊‧⋆. All these times are precious due to you

Sugar-coated ★*☆♪ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 6

₊‧.°.⋆🫧•˚₊‧⋆. All the reasons why I can laugh out

(His) Stupid Ego ★*☆♪ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 7

₊‧.°.⋆🫧•˚₊‧⋆. Thankful to be by your side now

Sweet Nothing ★*☆♪ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 8

₊‧.°.⋆🫧•˚₊‧⋆. I'll try to shine brighter than now

Sweeter than fiction ★*☆♪ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 9

₊‧.°.⋆🫧•˚₊‧⋆. In the blink of an eye, the dark faded out

Sugar Rush ★*☆♪ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 10

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Sweetener ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ 1

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Soft ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ 2

˚₊•𓂅𓏲ʚ✨️ɞ𓂅𓏲•₊˚

Sensual ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ 3

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Sweet Scars ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ 4

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Slipping through my fingers ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ 5

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Like Crazy ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ 6

˚₊•𓂅𓏲ʚ✨️ɞ𓂅𓏲•₊˚ Bonus stuff

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↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; after receiving unpleasant news that doesn’t allow you to grow your family, your husband comes up with an idea that unfortunately involves his brother whom he despises

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⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst, fluff, smut, mini series

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“When two souls, with different reasons for why life has broken them, find together, it needs a whole lot of a luck and a little bit of fate to make them see that maybe healing together isn’t as bad as it sounds.” 

Pairing: CEO!Jungkook x Sexworker!Reader 

Genre: Strangers to Lovers!AU, BDSM, Hurt and Comfort, Smut, Romance, Fluff, Angst

Warnings: This story contains unhealthy coping methods in the form of alcohol and excessive sex & trying to get over said addictions. As well as very sexually explicit scenes, mental health issues, suicidal thoughts and swearing. If you are sensitive to such topics, I advice you read with care.

Wordcount: 172.242

~ Spin-Off to I Hate You, I Love You ~

#01 - Waking Up

#02 - Chance Meetings 

#03 - Escaping Hell

#04 - Happy Once 

#05 - Feeling Shitty 

#06 - Chance Meetings 

#07 - Searching

#08 - One Date 

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Silk tie

Summary: You are naked on your bed masturbating with Namjoon's silk gray tie. Because you miss him & it smells like him. But what happens when he catches you?

Pairing: DaddyDom!Namjoon X CuteSub!Reader

Genere: Smut with fluff. Minders DNI.

Warnings: established relationship, explicit language, oral sex (m,f), some biting, marking, mean dom!Namjoon, soft dom!Namjoon, daddy kink, punishment, fluff, orgasm denial, nipple play, bondage, dirty talk, use of sex toy, unprotected sex (don't be stupid it's a fic), creampie, squirting, reader is cute, fluff, aftercare.

Word count: 4.7k ish

A/N: this is my first ever fic so please be gentle and let me know how do you like it. Suggestions are always welcome. Also my asks are open too.

The room is filled with soft gasps and ragged breathing of yours. Your plush pink lips biting one end of his silk grey tie in your mouth. Feeling the length of if rubbing against your breast and hardened nipples and continuing to rub on your stomach. The other end of that tie is at your clit. Messing it in your juices.

You know you shouldn’t do this. Oh! but it feels so good. But you miss him & this tie smells like him.

You hold the end of the said tie on your clit & circle it against the bud. Your back arches at the feeling. Your right legs toe grazing on the bed sheet as you pull it up & grazing at your other leg from knee and calf, when going down. Squeezing your breasts with your other hand you repeat the same with the other leg. Pinching your nipples, clenching your thighs together. Making yourself gasp with every touch. Moaning his name. Begging him with closed eyes "I want you so bad." Cursing.

You feel your high coming closer and closer with every movement. You throw your head back to bask in the feeling. You were so overcome with pleasure you could feel your chest heaving. Your lips parted. Moaning his name. You are almost there. Picturing Namjoon hovering above you. His cock in you, fucking you rough. His chains dangling on your face. His hot breath on your face, sweaty naked bodies rubbing on each other, his hairs moving due to thrusting his cock in you, he is grunting, calling you by filthy names. Your high is near. There. It's right there. You can feel it.

But you stop before you cum shaking with need. You hold your hand on your thigh which was rubbing at your clit. Your nails digging into the soft flesh of your thigh. Whimpering, your other hand holds your stomach to stop yourself from clenching. You don't want to cum without him. You don't want to break his rule & anger him.

When you lift your head to look down at your pussy, your breath hitches as you see him standing on a doorway railing at a door frame, hands crossed over his chest. One leg crossing over another & smirk on his lips looking at you. Cocking his one eyebrow up Namjoon asks "enjoying yourself?" You are shocked. Spranging up in a sitting position, you bunch up the tie with trembling hands & roll it around your fingers. You stutter “I.. I.. I.. umm.. I wasn't..” shaking your head, with shuddering breath you try to get the words out “I didn't..” All while he walks slowly towards you- like a predator. Looking at your naked body shamelessly. Seating at the edge of the bed he took the tie from your hands, holding them with both of his hands Namjoon smells your juices on it closing his eyes. A groan almost coming out of his throat. When you finally find your voice, you breathlessly say “I didn't cum.”

He opens his eyes looking at you Namjoon smiles and says "hmmm you didn't." Namjoon cups your face with one hand & kisses you tenderly. The way he is kissing you so gently, shocked you, because you thought he would be angry. He bites your bottom lip & pulls it with teeth looking at your face and lets it go. Stopping the kiss before you have even started it. You wanted to whine but it gets stuck in your throat after looking at him.

Namjoon looks at you with such a hunger, you just keep looking up at him blinking. "Hands." He is panting just like you. Without any delay your body automatically obeys him. You push both your hands up to him. He crosses your hand one over the other & wraps your wrists with the same tie you were using to get off. He pushes your shoulder with the hand that was cupping your face, to push you down & you lie back on bed, staring at him. Namjoon pulls your hands up over your head & tie them to the headboard and looks down at you. Your naked body is shining with a shin of sweat, face flushed and chest moving with every breath you take & exhale. Your core glistening with your wetness. "Fuck you look so beautiful." He confess his thoughts out loud to you. Making you blush, biting on your bottom lip.

Sitting in between your legs he takes off his coat & throws it on his side with left hand without looking where it lands. Namjoon unbuttons his shirt's top couple of buttons with his left hand. Then proceeds to un-cuff his shirt & rolling them up until they reach just below his elbow. Everything while keeping his eyes rolling up & down your body with hunger and lust in his eyes. His chest heaves with short breaths. You gulp looking at him, he looks so fucking hot. You almost moan watching him roll his sleeves like that. Namjoon knows you like it when he does it. He is doing it on purpose. You know it. Still you can't stop yourself from squirming under his gaze with need, biting your lips. Namjoon smirks looking at you. He knows what effect he has on you & it boosts his ego to watch you getting so desperate for his touch.

Rubbing your sides Namjoon hovers over you. He kisses you. This time he kisses you with all the hunger he has been keeping in himself till now. Making you moan. Namjoon takes the opportunity to push his tongue in your mouth, licking at it. Licking your tongue, sucking on it. Sucking your lips, biting it. His hand moves in your hair below your ear. Kissing the corner of your lips he moves to the side kissing your jaw towards your neck, making you buck your hips as it's your weakness. His rough trouser rubbing on your core making you moan louder. He pushes his hips on you to stop you from moving. Your whine turns into moan as he bites on your neck sucking a hickey, marking you. Namjoon moves down leaving trails of wet kisses behind. As he reach your nipple he licks it with a flat of his tongue. You arch your back thrusting your chest more for him to suck & he does it. Namjoon sucks your nipple, bites it, while squeezing the other breast & pinching your nipple with his thumb & forefinger. Throwing your head back on the pillow you moan his name making him growl.

Namjoon descends kissing down towards your stomach. He reaches in front of your core. Laying on his stomach he curses under his breath looking at your glistening core. He looks up at you "Fuck baby you are so wet! You want me that bad?" Nodding you say "Yes. Yes please, I want you so bad." humming Namjoon focuses back on your pussy biting his lips, he rubs his fingers on your pussy making more mess. Rubbing your wetness. He spreads your pussy lips making a V of his fingers & moves his hand in your slit up & down a few times. You again beg "please" bucking your hips up to get him to touch where you want him. He looks up at you as he starts circling your clit making you curse & throw your head back "ughh god." Namjoon dips his head down to lick at your clit, and then sucking it in between his lips. "Fuck just like that" you look down on him & he is already looking up at you. Namjoon hums on your clit making tingles go all over your body. He moves his wet fingers down towards your opening & push 2 fingers in you. Moving them at a slow pace. Arching your back you moan bucking your hips up "Yes. Yes daddy, more." Namjoon increases his speed fucking you with his fingers & lapping at your clit. He holds you down by wrapping his other hand around your thighs on to the stomach. Leaving your clit with a plop he looks up at you & down at his fingers going in & out of you as they come out wetter and wetter than before each time. Your essence flowing down his wrist. He curls his fingers rubbing on your G-spot making you moan louder. Sucking air through his teeth he curses. "Fuck that's it." Resuming his licking on your clit growling on your cunt.

"Ah, ah I am close." You all but whine. But Namjoon already knew, as he felt your walls clench on his fingers. Slowing his speed he moves his lips away from your clit on your hips kissing it, kissing down your thighs & up. You look down begging "Please, please" lifting your hips to get him to push you off the edge to make you cum. Completely halting his movements Namjoon removes his fingers from your pussy. You beg again "Please daddy, let me cum." Trying to entice him with your sweet voice. Licking his lips he looks up at you "But I don't think you deserve it princess." Eyes going wide you stutter "wha.. but.." You thought he was not angry. He looked unfazed when he caught you playing with yourself before. He smiled when you said you didn't cum, and he's been so gentle with you till now too.  

You try again "But-but I didn't cum before."

"Yes,” rubbing his fingers over your pussy messily, Namjoon says “but you touched this pussy without my permission. Didn't you, princess?"

You were speechless. Your mouth is gaping like a fish. Namjoon was right. You couldn't deny it. Your chin digging in to your chest as you pout, lowering your eyes from his gaze you mumble "I am sorry."

"hmm you will be"

Your eyes snappes back at him. You gulp because he didn't look angry, but that scared you more. Because it's easy to read him when he is angry. But he is not showing his emotions. Namjoon is smiling at you showing his sexy dimples. Sliding beside you holding himself on his left elbow he kisses you letting you taste yourself as his lips as his other hand runs over your thigh up & down from inside but skipping your pussy. His hand moves towards your hips up on your stomach rubbing it on the other side of your hips down on tops of your other thigh, back up on your sides, on your breasts. Squeezing them. Breaking the kiss he moves his hand towards your breasts & holding your left breast up for him, he licks on the nipple. You shudder under his ministrations. Namjoon nibbles on your nipple while pinching and pulling your other nipple with his fingers. He does the same on your other breast. You try to muffle your moans by biting your bottom lip.

Namjoon comes up with a plop. Sitting up and opening the bedside table drawer & he pulls out your favourite vibrator. Namjoon looks at you & smirks devilishly. You look at his hand & back up at his face gulping audibly. Namjoon kneels beside you, on your right side. You get distracted by the way his trousers strains on his thighs & the way the front of his trouser is bulging with his dick. Namjoon cups your face with other hand & says "eyes up here on me." You fluster because of getting caught ogling at him-by him.

Namjoon rubs the tip of vibrator on your lips you close your eyes, he descends it down your neck your breasts circling your nipples with it, continuing to drag it over your stomach down to your thigh and back up. Namjoon looks at you as he moves the vibrator towards your pussy, dipping the vibrator in your essence he rubs it a few times in your slit & over your clit. You gasp. He switches it on. Making you jump with a surprise. He holds you down with other hand on your stomach & says "God! You are so tiny." His whole palm fits on your stomach. Rubbing the vibrator up & down in your slit for a few times he starts circling it around your clit. He looks at your face contorted in pleasure moaning. He increases the speed & circles it faster on your clit. Your hands pulling at the binds as you buck your hips. "Oh my god fuck" you choke. You could feel the tale tell signs of your orgasm approaching fast because of the 2 denied orgasms. Namjoon looks intently at you, increasing vibrators speed once more. Your stomach is clenching, your hips moving, your back arched, your mouth open-gasping & moaning in pleasure, eyes shut tight, you hide your face in your arms, biting the flesh to muffle your moans, as you don't want to show any signs that you are close. But he knows your body. It's so cute of you to try to hide from him that you are about to cum. It makes him chuckle. Namjoon reads you like an open book. He keeps looking at you intently with furrowed eyebrows. Namjoon pulls away the vibrator just when you thought the band would snap & you would cum. Whining & cursing thrashing your legs. But he just pats your head, brushing your tousled hair. He kisses your forehead praising you "You are doing so good princess." As if you were not thrashing on his bed right now. After some time when you calm down. You are still panting. You want to glare at him, but you know it will worsen your punishment. You feel his lips on yours kissing you so tenderly. But you don't reciprocate his kiss. So he breaks the kiss & hovers over you. You still have your eyes closed, so he says "Look at me princess." You don't want to. But you know better not to disrespect him right now. So you open your eyes and look up at him. Your expressions are just like a small child. Eyebrows furrowed & pout on your lips. He chuckles at you and says "Don't be mad now baby. You know the rules." Cupping your face his thumb rubs on the apple of your left cheek. "Last one. Okay?" You reluctantly nod.

Moving that hand down, Namjoon brushes it on your clit making you hiss with sensitivity. Spreading your pussy lips with it, Namjoon rubs the vibrator again up & down in your slit. Hissing he curses seeing you dripping on the sheets. He holds the vibrator on your opening & turns it on medium speed. Circling it around the clit. He moves the vibrator down in between your pussy lips & up over your clit. You cry louder because of the pain caused by sensitivity. Shooting shock waves all over your body. Moving your hips to get away from it. Pulling at your binds. You are going crazy. Your thighs start shaking.

Namjoon Look up at your face. Your face is flushed & pearls of sweat forming on your forehead. Few of strands of your hair sticking to your forehead. Breathing uneven. Namjoon moves the vibrator down again on your opening. You close your legs not wanting him to put the vibrator on your clit again, trying to trap him down. But he growls & pulls your thighs apart roughly with his left hand. He gets in between your legs making you unable to shut them again like before. He spreads your pussy lips with left hands fingers & holds the vibrator straight on your clit & presses it down firmly on it. Namjoon holds you down by pinning both your thighs with his keens. Looking at your face, greeting his teeth growling angrily at you, as you tried to get away from him. You are crying, tears rolling down your cheeks, begging him for mercy. Your nails digging into your palms. "Please please please daddyyy.. Soor.. Aahh.. Pleh.. Fuck.. Am sorry..” As you feel the tingle go all over you, your body starts shaking with upcoming orgasm, your eyes roll back in your head.

Namjoon pulls away the vibrator at the last moment. Switching it off he throws it somewhere on the bed. You scream and cry because of another orgasm ripped away from you. He rubs your shaking & thrashing legs unpinning them. "Shhhh its okay princess. It's over. You did so well. So good for me." You are still crying behind closed lids. He bends over your body and wipes your tears. Namjoon kisses you, praising you. Kissing your eyes, your cheeks, and your forehead.

After you calm down, Namjoon says to you "You took your punishment so well baby. Are you ready for your reward?" You just sniffle in response. Looking up at him with teary eyes. Pout back on your lips. His thumb rubbing soothingly on your cheeks as his other hand runs on your side of the hips. You look down, digging your chin in your chest again, but he dips his head down as well looking at you, not letting you get away. You hmm. "yeah?" Namjoon is smiling at you, endeared by your cuteness. You nod & say "Yes." He kisses your nose & says "good girl." You whine and sniffle again. Chuckling Namjoon wipes your nose for you & wipes his hand on the sheets. He has to wash them anyway.

His trousers rub on your clit & you hiss. He sits up & takes off his shirt still looking at you licking his lips. But now there is adoration along with lust in his eyes. You can't help but ogle at his buffed up chest & his tight abs. You like it that he is so big. Makes you feel safe. Standing beside the bed he removes his belt & unhooks his black pants removing them. His black boxers barely held his huge cock inside. You could see the wet spot on it. He removes them too. Namjoon's cock springs up on his stomach and he sighs finally being free from tight confines. He holds his cock & gives it a few jerks using his pre-cum as lube. You clench your thighs looking at it. Your mouth salivating with the view. You want him so bad in your mouth, in your pussy. You want him everywhere. Licking your lips when you look up at his face, he is already staring at you with the corner of his lips turned up in a smirk. Cocking his head on the side he asks "You want it princess?” sucking air through his teeth. “You want my cock?" holding it at the base pointing it at you. You bobbing your head up & down you say "Yes daddy."

"Where do you want it?"

"In my mouth." You should be ashamed at how fast you answered. But you don’t.

Namjoon gets back on the bed kneeling beside your head. He rubs his dick head on your lips "Right here? In that sweet mouth of yours?" You could feel his sticky pre-cum on your lips. As he rubs it like a lip gloss on your lips. You lick your lips tasting the saltiness of it. "Uhuh. Please daddy let me suck your cock" looking up at him from your lashes. "So polite. Go ahead princess, open your mouth for daddy." You do open your mouth wide for him & roll out your tongue. Looking up at him. He curses as he slides his cock in your mouth. Holding you with crown of your hair, he starts thrusting his cock in your mouth. Throwing his head back "that's it. Suck daddy's cock like a good girl. Then daddy will reward you by making you cum." You hum around his cock making him thrust his hips hard resulting in his cock going deeper & touching the back of your throat. You gag on him, but don't stop. He looks down at you watching you gag on his cock repeatedly with tears in your eyes. Namjoon comments "fuck you look so pretty like this" petting your head.

When you swallow him he almost cums & pulls out abruptly. Saying "You suck me so good baby." Namjoon bends down cupping your face and kisses you and asks “Are you ready to get fucked now, princess?” Biting your lips you nod and say “Yes.” breathlessly. Namjoon gets in between your legs & rubs his cock in your juices wetting it. His cock rubs against your clit & you whine "daddyyy" he chuckles & says "okay okay." he kiss your nose in apology, but you huff. Namjoon positions his cock at your opening & push it in. You both groan in unison. You are so wet, but all the denied orgasms have made you sensitive & tighter. Keeping his weight on his palms beside your head, Namjoon keeps looking at your face for any inconvenience. He pushes some more, making you gasp, but there are no traces of pain on your face so Namjoon push harder the last time, making his hips touch yours. You whimper because of the stretch. No matter how many times you have done it, it's always a bit hard to take his cock in you. You are always so tight. He gives you a moment to adjust. He rolls his hips in circles to make you stretch & take him.

Cupping your face Namjoon asks "Gwaenchanh-a? (Are you okay?)" You open your eyes & look at him. Smiling you Nod "yes. Please fuck me daddy." Namjoon bends down & takes your lips in his & kiss you as he pulls out almost till his tip & push in hard making you moan. But it dies in his mouth. He sets a slow pace. Letting you get you used to him. After he feels he could move easily he breaks the kiss to look at your face. He wraps your leg around his waist. You hold him tight with both of your legs locking them behind him. His pelvis smacking on your sensitive clit, making your head spin. Whimpering, moaning, crying you hide your face in your arms, biting at your delicate skin. Namjoon goes feral on hearing your delicious sound & warm walls wrapping around his cock. He loves to see you like this-helpless. Taking everything that he gives you. "So good. You take me so well princess." As Namjoon gives you a hard thrust you throw your head back on the pillow giving him access to your delicate throat. He immediately sucks on it. Kissing, licking, biting. He keeps his head in the crook of your neck & shoulder. Biting your earlobe. You buck your hips "fuck fuck harder daddy please" holding himself on his elbow his other hand goes on your hips keeping you in place as Namjoon looks at you & says "Yeah? Harder? You want daddy to pound harder on your sweet little cunt princess?" Panting.

You moan "Yes yes daddy"

"Then take it princess."

As Namjoon starts pounding you harder, rougher, growling as he feels you squeeze your walls around his cock. He changes his angle making his dick head rub that spot every time. It makes you scream louder. "Oh god daddy right there." Namjoon looks down at where you both are connected. Seeing your essence foaming around his cock Namjoon curses under his breath. Both of your bodies are covered in sweat. You could hear squelching sounds of your wetness each time Namjoon thrusts into you. Few of his hair strands sticking on his forehead. His hand cups your bouncing breast squeezing it as he sucks the other, moaning. Namjoons right hands slid down in between your bodies to rub tight circles around your clit making you scream & buck your hips higher & harder "fuck fuck please daddy.. Wanna cum.." Namjoon mumbles around your nipple looking up at you "Go ahead princess, cum for me." as he bites on your nipple looking at your face. Namjoon starts fucking you harder, the headboard’s banging on the wall. His hips smacking at yours repeatedly. You feel tingles all over your body. Your stomach tightening. You feel your high snap any moment now. But something is different. It feels bigger, stronger. Before you could word your worries you cum hard on his cock screaming. You shut your eyes tight and see stars. Your ears ring and you hear Namjoon curse. His voice is fading. You feel him pound harder into you, as he cums right behind you, painting your inside with white and his body falls on you. Still grinding his hips on you riding you both of your orgasms. You whimper with sensitivity. Eyes still closed.

When Namjoon regains his composure, stopping his hips Namjoon looks at you, and cups your face shaking you "Hey princess. Come back to me." When you look at him with half lidded eyes, he kisses you, but you don't kiss him back, feeling too tired. Namjoon asks "you okay? Did I hurt you?" You barely shake your head. With a smug face Namjoon says "You squirted on me. Look." Lifting his hips a little, looking down at your bodies where they are still connected. You try to lift your head, Namjoon helps you by cupping the back of your neck. You see all of his & your lower stomach & thighs, covered in wetness making you gasp. Namjoon just laughs at your reaction. He kisses your forehead. & put your head back on the pillow.

Namjoon pulls out of you making you hiss. Kneeling beside you, he tries to untie your hands, but the knots have gone too tight. So he pulls the bedside drawer open & pulls out a seizure. You look at it at the same time & whine "Nooo don't cut this tie. I like it." Namjoon chuckles & says “But baby the knots have gone too tight. You pulled on it too much." Smirking at you. You pout & say "whose fault is it?" Namjoon laughs & says "Yours." Making you gasp. And look at him with scoff.  Namjoon continues "If you hadn't played with yourself with my tie.." Trailing the sentence with a shrugof his right shoulder and tilt of his head. But you still are not having it. So he says "I'll buy a new one for you, princess. Don't worry." Before you could say anything he cut through the knot freeing your hands. Kissing the marks.

Namjoon makes you sit up & gives you a bottle of water from the side table to drink some water. When you take the first sip you look between your legs & see the huge wet spot & choke on the water, coughing hard. Namjoon rubs your back laughing "I know, hot right" You look at him with wide eyes & grin. "Yeah." Sitting on the edge of the bed Namjoon says "We should do that again."

"So you are saying I can play with myself again without your permission?" cocking one eyebrow up with a smirk on your lips.

Namjoon's face hardens. His jaw ticks. He growls "I dare you. I made sure that you won't be able to touch yourself for a few days. Go-ahead, try it, touch yourself." tilting his head in your pussy's direction. You know he is right. You don't think you could even wear a panty. You feel so fucking sore & sensitive. You just glare at him with a pout as he laughs. Holding your face with both hands Namjoon kiss you with loud noise muuuaaaaa. You push him away, making him laugh louder. With fake innocent face he says pouting "Ohh my little princess, come here." Pulling you in his arms. But you push him whining "Go awaayy." Namjoon laughs at your cuteness & scoops you in his arms & you let him smiling afterwords.

Namjoon takes you to the bathroom and helps you shower. He changes the sheets while you wait beside the bed wrapped like a burrito in blanket as you are feeling cold. Namjoon pulls you in bed and holds you in his arms with both naked & satisfied. He kisses your lips softly and says "I love you." you smile up at him "I love you too."  

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