For Their Own Pleasure

for their own pleasure

― pairing: Taehyung x reader

― genre: fluff, smut (omg what am i doing)

― word count: 2.4k

― summary: Waking your boyfriend up by rubbing yourself on him was maybe not the best idea… or was it?

Warnings: dom!taehyung, sub!reader, pure filth, name-calling?, teasing etc 

― A/N: I got bias wrecked a few nights ago and well the outcome was this, btw I’m so glad nobody knows about this blog in my real life I would die ahaha. don’t post/copy my work without my permission © 

You didn’t know how but you ended up on top of him, your clothed breasts pressed against his naked chest on the hotel bed. Only a few minutes ago you had been dreaming a rather sexual dream about your boyfriend and subconsciously rubbed yourself on him and when you woke up you didn’t want to stop. Both of your legs were on either side of his body as you moved your hips against his in a desperate plea. Even though you felt bad that he was asleep and disrupting his hours of resting you kept going. As your whimpers were muffled by the duvet beside his head you could feel him toss a little under you and you turned your head to see his brows furrowed still with his eyes closed.

“Uh, Y/N?” he mumbled voice low and hoarse as his eyes fluttered open to get an idea of what was happening with him. “What…”

You didn’t answer him but pushed harder down on his length and shoved your face in the soft pillow again. Taehyung was breathing more heavier than normal and his cock had without his knowledge harden by the stimulation. The pressure against your core and clit was so good when you rolled your hips and your fingers grasped his shoulders more roughly making your nails dug half-moon shapes in his honey-colored skin.

“Oh, fuck,” he hissed, rubbed his face to wake up more before he gripped your waist to help you move, “I can feel how wet you are through my briefs.”

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this is just SO!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAKSKSWODKXKEKSKSK I DON'T KNOW

Gosh I love hybrid universe and this story is just so fluffy and cute and lovable and everything good I'm so 🥺🥺 happy I found this. Thank you for writing and I'll soon read the sequences!!

Dance to this: Part 3

(Hybrid! Namjoon x Hybrid! Seokjin x Blind! Reader) (Service Hybrid au) (Social media au)

Summary: The 3 words are there, even if Namjoon can’t say them aloud. “I love you Seokjin, I love you Y/n” maybe he’ll be able to say them one day, but not yet. Not until he knows if you both love him back.

W/C: 11.5k

Tags: Polyamory, Mentions of hybrid mistreatment, brief allusions to some form of self-harm, lots of hurt/comfort.

Song Rec: Ariana Grande - Goodnight and go

A/n: I’m so happy to finally finish this series, regardless of the ending this is definitely the last part! I hope you enjoy the conclusion, and this story will always hold a special place in my heart. ❤️ 💌 Happy Valentines Day Loves 💌 ❤️

TRYING SOMETHING NEW: PARTS 1 AND 2 ARE LINKED IN THE COMMENTS BELOW 

Before

- “It’s nothing- don’t worry about it- I’m not-” he reverses his direction, going for his shoes and his jacket, his anxiety is screaming at him- yelling at him to get away away away from the threat.

- The threat is this: your sad imploring expression trying to pay for Namjoon’s secrets, the ones he doesn’t share- not ever, and Seokjin’s wide eyes that are wanting to pry his chest open and have his secrets laid out on the floor of your kitchen.

- “Namjoon if you’re hurt you need to tell me-”

- “I don’t need to tell you anything!” the hybrid yells, you and Seokjin freeze. You’d never heard him yell before and suddenly Namjoon can’t breathe, the air too cloying and pressing on his chest.

- He takes his shoes with shaking hands and slams the door so hard that the ceramic pots he’d gotten by the door rattle, not even bothering to put them on before he leaves. Namjoon toes them on at the top of the steps and by the bottom, he’s running.

- Seokjin holds the pan of frying onions in his hands staring wide-eyed in the direction of the hybrid that’s just disappeared. “What the fuck?”

- You start to sniff in the doorway, and Seokjin drops the pan with a clatter in a when he realizes you’re crying, his hands and arms crush you to his chest, your tears soak into his apron. “Honey” his voice is soft and as sweet as the pet name he uses with you.  “What’s wrong? What happened? What made Joonie so upset?”

- Seokjin rubs the tears away from your eyes as you swallow back a lump in your throat. “I fell against him and I felt something under his shirt- they where Scars Seokjin.”

Now

- “ I didn’t know he’d react that way- I just” Seokjin casts a pained look in the direction of the door and the hybrid that’s just disappeared. His hand falling on your head as you fold yourself into him. Fingers carding through your hair nails rubbing blunt against your scalp.

- “You’re both so stubborn Jesus Christ,” he says, more thinking about what to do than anything, running a comforting hand down your back. For a moment the urge to run after Namjoon runs in him so strongly Seokjin thinks he will, but then you tilt you nuzzle your head into his chest again and the feeling, the almost violent urge to find Namjoon deflates in his chest.

- “Do you think he’ll come back?” you ask, sucking on your lower lip, “Of course he will!” Seokjin says “he just needs some time to cool off- he’ll be back any minute now” but even he’s not sure. but as the hour’s drag on you can’t go back to work instead you sit in the corner of the kitchen out of sight of Seokjin’s camera while he finishes making the dish- chicken kachori- for his YouTube channel.

- Later all of his followers will comment that his mood in the second half seemed reserved, ask what’s wrong, and get no response from Seokjin. Leading them to speculate on what happened. He covers the dish, and immediately you spring up, Seokjin helps you put on your coat- ever the gentleman and the two of you head out into the afternoon light wordlessly.

- You and Seokjin walk through the empty streets calling Namjoon’s name down every alleyway and thoroughly searching the park where you first found him. Seokjin lets go of you sometimes to peer over the tops of fences for the hybrid to no avail.

- Dread creeps up in both of your stomachs when you start to consider the idea that Namjoon might not be coming back.  

- It gets later and later into the night, the sun sets, You get more and more worried, by the time you’re walking back to your loft, you’re definitely weepy, curling and hiding your face into his side as he shakes and casts a panicked glance down every ally way, even though they’ve already searched all of the ones near their house and even gone back to the park where the first found Namjoon. You’re almost back at the loft- turning onto your street and it seems utterly hopeless.

- “What if he doesn’t come back Jin- what if I- I pushed him so far that I pushed him away” you utter through your hiccupping sobs, “We can’t think like that baby- he can’t- he’s gotta be okay-he’s-”

- Seokjin stops just before the door to your apartment, almost falling over.

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"좋아해 - i like you"

― pairing: Jungkook x reader

― genre: pure fluff

― word count: 0.4k

― summary: snuggling together in his bed while he’s confessing his feelings for you.

don’t post/copy my work without my permission ©

“You’re beautiful.” The words slipped out of his mouth so naturally that you couldn’t believe it.

“What?” You cleared your throat trying not to show him how your eyes widened.

“I mean it.” Jungkook’s doe eyes were big and like a night sky, they sparkled. You laid in his bed, snuggled up together with the soft duvet wrapped around you. “You are the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.”

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WHAT A COUPLE GUYS WHAT A COUPLE!!! Jungkook actually is a lightweight (the poison apple vlive is a total proof) and what makes this so special is the awkward and yet reasonable and cute way the kiss and everything else happened. Tattoo artist Jungkook is a thing, right? You don't need to say much more than that to make me fall in love (just by saying Jungkook will do, too), but your story is amazing. Thank you for writing!

the philosophy of good luck (m)

summary ➝ “you told me i looked good and that you needed to get a tattoo of my face” is not the explanation you wanted to hear from the tattoo artist that permanently etched the dumbest drunken request of your life onto your skin.

pairing ➝ tattooartist!jungkook x reader

universe ➝ tattoo parlor and roommate au

genre ➝ smut, fluff

words ➝ 7k

notes and warnings ➝ mentions of alcohol consumption. oh and on a side note, the reader is a law major for plot purposes only. this idea just popped into my head while i was trying to write another fic (that i’ve been working on for months whoops) so i abandoned that and wrote this instead. i hope you like it and any feedback is so so appreciated! 

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Hi!! I just saw your request list and I was wondering if you would consider #67 “Every morning you kiss my forehead before I leave for work, why was it my lips today?” With Yoongi?

If not that’s totally okay! Thank you so much for your time and I hope you are doing well! 💖🌸

"every morning you kiss my forehead before i leave for work, why was it my lips today?”

idol yoongi!boyfriend x reader/oc

established relationship

word count: +650

genre: fluff

a/n: I'm so sorry this took me so long😭 thanks for your request and I hope YOU are doing well love!

summary: a morning where yoongi is more affectionate than usual.

mlist

you wake up at 7am just like any other day where you have to go to work and have a shower afterwards.

you aren't a big fan of morning showers becuse you'd prefer continue sleeping for thirty more minutes instead of wasting them in the shower, but it is the only way you can really feel woken up and not look like a zombie for the rest of the day.

just as always, once you get out of the bathroom, you find yoongi's spot in your bed empty, he always gets up after you to make you breakfast since he leaves for work later than you.

you make your way to the kitchen after dressing and drying your hair, and there is when your eyes meet the back of his body, and he turns around when he hears you approaching him.

"morning" you say as you wrap your arms around his torso.

"morning honey" he says and then leaves a kiss on top of your head.

you remain like that, enjoying every second.

his embrace, the sun's rays entering through the curtains of the living room, the silence in the building, the smell of coffee, this moment was definitely one of the best in your days, it is one of those moments where you feel at peace, where you feel safe, and where you feel loved.

a moment where all the worries go away.

"it would be so nice if we could stay like this the whole morning" he says as you unwrap your arms from his body.

"don't say it twice cause i could just call in sick and stick by your side for the rest of the day" you say pretty much seriously.

you never get sick, so one day that you don't go to work wouldn't hurt anyone right?

"no matter how much i'd love that, you know i can't do that, and you shouldn't either" he says as he hands you the coffee he made for you and a small box with cookies.

you knew there was no way he would let you call in sick, but at least you had to try.

"you are still letting me go to your studio tomorrow, aren't you?"

he had promised you days ago that he was going to let you see his new studio at the new building, you were so excited that couldn't wait anymore. it was so cool watching him working on music, he often grabs his notebook and starts working in your apartment, but the atmosphere in his studio just hits different, you could spend hours sitting there and you wouldn't get tired of it.

"what if i told you that i have the day off tomorrow?" he says trying to raise one of his eyebrows.

"are you saying that i'll have you all for myself tomorrow?" you playfully raise your eyebrow as well.

"that's exactly what i'm saying" you smile when he blinks with one of his eyes at you.

"oh shit, i have to go" you say when you look at the watch in your wrist.

"have a good day hon" he says and gently cups your cheeks to meet his lips with yours.

"every morning you kiss my forehead before i leave for work, why was it my lips today?” the smile in your face even bigger now since you weren't expecting that at all.

"i couldn't help it" and he pecks your lips one more time.

"i'll be late if you keep doing t-" you couldn't finish your sentence because he was kissing you again.

"my bad" he presses his lips against your forehead and lets you go.

"see you later" you say as you make your way towards the door of the apartment.

"drive safely!" you hear him say before you close the door.

it was going to be so hard focusing at work thinking about all the kisses he just gave you.

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CUTE!!!!

pink | kth x reader

prompt: kissing to prove there’s no chemistry, even though it’s a lie, the kiss proving it pairing: kim taehyung x reader genre: friends to lovers, fluff wc: 511 words rating: NC-17 warnings: kissing, alcohol consumption a/n: third one is here! i’ll be taking a break from drabble posting next friday so i hope everyone enjoys this!

“So if someone tells you that pigs can fly, you’ll believe them?”

Taehyung rolled his eyes and fell back against the cushions dramatically. 

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