ANTIFREEZE

❆ ANTIFREEZE ❆

— jimin x female!reader

— smut, pwp | college!au, ballet/christmas au

— alpha/beta/omega-verse, mentions of anxiety & insecurity, mutual pining, semi-public sex, praise kink, spanking, jimin’s thighs in tights, everyone’s putting their inhuman flexibility to good use

— 11.7k

‘Don’t sleep with your dance partners.’ 

For three years, Jimin has followed the above rule religiously. Who knew it would take a vengeful ex, a Christmas fundraiser, and a pair of torn tights for his resolve to crumble?  

↳ alternatively : Jimin participates in the school’s adaption of The Nutcracker for extra credit but doesn’t expect his new dance partner to a) be this bad at dancing and b) be this fucking cute

❆ part of the happy ho-lidays collab ❆

author’s notes | fic inspo - antifreeze by the black skirts/baek yerin. also we’re going to collectively ignore that i did 9 years of ballet bc i took way too many liberties with this fic. balanchine is rolling around in his grave.

happy holidays everyone ♡ @floralseokjin @suga-kookiemonster @sugaurora @underthejoon​ @btssavedmylifeblr​ @kpopfanfictrash​

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In The Night | jjk

pairing: stalker!jungkook + fem/afab!reader

word count: 2.3k

genre: smut, yandere, thriller

warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, stalking, male masturbation, female masturbation, obsessive thoughts, yandere behavior, mention of filming without consent, vibrator use, body worship, breaking and entering, use of “princess”, it’s hot

— synopsis: When you find out that the shy tech guy has been watching you at night, you take matters into your own hands.

Eleven P.M. on the dot. It’s almost time. Excitement bubbles in your stomach, nerves flowing from your toes to your fingertips. Immediately, you open your window just enough to leave a crack. Then, you sift through your dresser for something just right. Walking around in a bra and panties would be too obvious—you have to keep up the clueless act as best you can, but still be a tease.

So, you fish out an old shirt you had accidentally made into a too-short-to-wear-to-the-grocery-store crop tee, the graphic on the front more than halfway cut off. It’s perfect to show off the expanse of your stomach, which is key for what’s to come. Perhaps you can go with only that and panties—no doubt it would be game-changing, but you still grab for your heart pattern sleep shorts that do wonders for the shape of your ass. It’s perfect, and just in time.

Eleven-Ten P.M. He’s here. Adrenaline pumps through you at a speed incomprehensible, putting your heart to the test as you can practically hear it pounding. Remember, play it cool. You’re not supposed to know that he’s watching.

Yes, the hot, nerdy tech guy that seems to lose all collectiveness around you watches you through your window every single night. And honestly, you love it.

Of course, you’ve had the inner monologue about how it’s supposed to creep you the fuck out and that you probably should have called the cops by now. But that just wouldn’t be any fun, now would it?

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 Make it right

YOONMIN SMUT

A/n: There isn’t alot of Yoonmin x reader smut on here, so I decided I’d become a source hehe. Especially since they’re both my biases. So here I am with this. I can make this a series if anyone is interested, just let me know.

Pairing: Yoonmin x reader

Warnings: (Alot) TW!! Sexual abuse, physical abuse, PTSD, panic attacks, dom Yoonmin, sub reader, derogatory speech, use of slut, pet, etc. Reader is freaky but is scared to show it, oral (m&f receiving)

Abuse is NOT done by Yoonmin.

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Movie nights with your two best friends were always something you looked forward to. The feeling of the fluffiest blanket you could find wrapped around you three, as you huddled close to each other on the couch of whoever was hosting, an impressive array of snacks on the coffee table in front of you, the lights dim and the vibes immaculate.

It didn’t really matter who hosted either, since it felt like their homes were yours and both Yoongi and Jimin were quite comfortable in your home too.

What surprised third parties was that despite only having known them for about a year and a half, there had been undeniable chemistry between you three, and you had readily become close to each other, to the point that now, you and Jimin were often hanging out at Yoongi’s restaurant, waiting for his shift to end so you could hang out together for a little while. On other days, you and Yoongi found yourself roaming the park outside the preschool Jimin taught at, waiting for him to be done for the day so you three could go for lunch, or simply have a picnic in the park, an activity that was routine and mundane to you by now, but in your heart of hearts you knew it was extremely cheesy, 

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hey! can I request a scenario where y/n and yoongi are having some tension in their relationship, probably due to not seeing each other bc of their schedules. they always get into quarrels. and the bts boys have had enough so they decided to lock the two of them into a room and they fuck it out. thanks!

Here you go!

OXYGEN

Yoongi x reader

smut, angst.

“Oh, you have got to be kidding me?” Namjoon groaned as he approached the door to the dorms. He could hear you both yelling from outside, like he had started to do every day, and he was sick. Slamming open the door he startled you both, making you freeze in the middle of your argument.

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Hello! I love your work, could I ask you a request about Jungkook strong/intimidating aura but soft towards the reader who is shy, inexperienced and shy?🥺it turns him on but at the same time he feel protective towards her innocence. I would love to read a smut interactions between this two 🥺✨

Pairings: Jeongguk + Reader Word Count: 4.1k+ words Warnings: shy virgin oc gets it with her buff! soft dom! short haired! tattooed & pierced! boyfriend! koo, oc and jk are cat people in this universe, typical overprotective boyfriend, size kink, he also spits on your pu$y, protected sex, pwp

Note: not beta'd. im in a rush lol sorry.

Requests are always open.

This was not how Jeongguk planned to spend his day off. What’s a buff, 5’10 guy, all inked and pierced doing in the middle of the baby aisle? Looking like a dilf? It felt as if he was entering every circle of hell of his own accord every time his brother, Seokjin, asks him to run for a diaper supply. 

He adores his nephew, that’s a fact, which is why he spoils him so much whenever he comes by. What he doesn’t like is his brother bulldozing through his already set plans for the day.

The day is bright and the weather is clear, but Jeongguk complaining to his brother over the phone is making it seem like it’s gloomy.

“Hyung, I don’t fucking get this shit,” his brows furrowed as he studies the packaging intently. “How am I supposed to know what to get?”

“The size is on the left…I think?” Seokjin nervously gulps, hoping his memory serves him correctly.

“There’s nothing here,” Jeongguk sighs as he returns the diaper back on the shelf.

It was now Seokjin’s brows turn to knit, “Wait, what were you holding?”

He squints his eyes at the item he just returned, “Uhh it’s Pampers?”

“Ah, we usually buy Huggies for Iseul,” Seokjin shrinks in his seat as soon as he hears his younger brother inhale sharply. “Sorry I forgot…again.”

“You could’ve told me that earlier!” Pinching the bridge of his nose, Jeongguk threw his head back in frustration. “Okay, Huggies. What size?” 

“Size 4!” His elder brother’s enthusiasm made him pull his phone away from his ear. “While you’re at it, can you get me Frosted Flakes, too?”

“I don’t get paid enough for this shit. Goodbye,” he quickly ended the call, randomly throwing three packs of diapers in his cart, not even looking at it anymore.

Jeongguk turns his cart with little to no effort while whistling to ease his boredom as he makes his way to the next aisle. If his assumptions are correct, mostly based on his grocery shopping observations, this particular store doesn’t carry frosted flakes. But then again, it doesn’t hurt to try. 

“Frosted flakes…Frosted flakes…” Jeongguk mumbles as he scans every row for the cereal. When there was no sight of the blue box, he frowned. 

Jeongguk: There are no frosted fucking flakes [2:00 PM]

Seokjin Hyung: am sad ;-( [2:00 PM]

Jeongguk: You type like an idiot [2:00 PM]

Just as he was about to push his cart out of the breakfast aisle, a soft voice stopped him from doing so, “Excuse me? Can you help me reach the Lucky Charms?”

Looking over at his shoulder, he lifts a brow, “And why would I do that? Do I look like I work here?”

Your lips parted as you scanned him from head to toe. Somehow, you felt embarrassed that he assumed he was an employee when he’s wearing literally every black clothing there is to exist. A nice fit on his body, though, if you may add. 

“No, but I–uhm–you’re…taller than me,” feeling extra small and intimidated by his cold aura, you didn’t meet his gaze anymore. Instead, your eyes stayed glued to your feet, “Actually, it’s fine. I’ll just call the–”

He didn’t even give you enough time to finish your sentence. 

The next thing you know, his big body was blocking your vision as he reached for the cereal on the top shelf with ease. Jeongguk didn’t even need to tip his toes like you normally would and that was weirdly amusing for you.

“Here,” he hands you your box of cereal.

“Oh,” it took you a while to process what just happened so you blinked. Multiple times.

When your eyes slowly grew wide and your smile reached up to your eyes, Jeongguk could’ve sworn that love at first sight wasn’t an urban legend anymore. Like, who even bows at a full ninety degrees just for a mere cereal box? Definitely not him.

“Thank you so so much!” You waved the box to a dumbfounded Jeongguk who only nodded his head as you pushed your cart away. 

He just watched you walk away happily, maybe even trying to remember whatever tune you were humming as you walked away. 

Without breaking his gaze from where you once were, Jeongguk pulls his phone out and presses on his brother’s number like it was muscle memory, “Hyung, do you need anything this week?” 

“It’s all good, today was just a mishap,” Seokjin reassures. 

“Okay, how about next week? I can–uhh–run to the groceries or some shit,” he nervously asks, hoping his brother would never catch anything suspicious.

“I think we’re all good for now,” his brother says with conviction, but only because he doesn’t want to bother his younger brother for errands next time.

“You sure?” Jeongguk pushes.

“Yes, Jeongguk. I’m very sure,” Seokjin sighed. “...Are you flirting with the cashier again?”

“Fuck off, just wanted to help you while I buy cat food for Sage,” the tip of Jeongguk’s ears has now turned to red as he blatantly lied.

His elder brother snorted on the other line, knowing how much of a terrible liar his brother is, “Yeah right, you and your cat.”

“You’re full of shit,” Jeongguk once again ended the call before Seokjin could retort anything again. 

Maybe grocery shopping might be one of his new hobbies. 

“Cooper?” You sniffed as you walked outside your building, softly calling out for your lost cat. 

It’s been 3 hours and you’re literally freezing outside, not giving up until you find your beloved pet. This isn’t the first time Cooper, your escape artist of a house pet, went out of your unit. The first time he got out, you found him at a nearby construction site because apparently, he thinks it’s a giant litter box for him to enjoy. The second was when he, for some weird reason, found himself stuck on the roof of your complex. How he got there, you wouldn’t ever know.

“Hey, Y/N! Oh– you’re crying,” your ever so cheerful neighbor, Jimin, stops in his tracks when he sees the tears pooling in your eyes. “Did Cooper get out again?”

You slowly nodded, lips quivering from trying to stop yourself from breaking down. Every time your cat goes for his so-called walk, you end up in tears. And every time he does, it’s always Jimin who always finds him and brings him back to your unit. 

“Say, if I do find him again – which I’m positive I will – I’ll be right by your door, alright?” He assures you with a smile. For some reason, everyone calls him the pet whisperer for always babysitting the neighbors’ pets, so all you can do is trust his words on that.

“T-thank you,” you mumbled under your breath with sadness. 

Jimin felt so bad looking at your state. Not when he’s so used to seeing you all full of spirit, “Why don’t you go up and make yourself something warm while waiting for him, hmm?”

And that you did. Only because the only choice you had was to patiently wait for your cat’s return.

Dragging your feet as you climbed the stairs, you were sure the rest of your neighbors could hear the lazy thud of your feet against the floor. 

With a head hung low and a slump on your shoulders, you tiredly sighed, wanting to reach your door so you could finally cry your worries out. A pair of feet waiting outside your unit is what made you raise your head. 

Leaning by your door is none other than your cereal hero from the other day, Jeongguk, who looks even scarier now than you last saw him. 

“God, fucking finally, you’re here,” the crease in his forehead quickly goes away when you can no longer hold back your tears. You covered your face from embarrassment and sobbed silently against your palms.

‘Should’ve bit my tongue there,' he thought. 

“I’m sorry,” he says with full remorse. “I can come back later when you’re feeling better.”

You slowly removed your hands from your face, wiping your tears with the back of your hands, “It’s…okay. I’m just having a bad day right now.” Hiccuping in between words and sobs, you still tried to form coherent sentences, “I–I couldn’t find my cat.”

“Cooper with the 9A tag?” Your brows rose at the mention of your pet AND your unit number. The look on your face says it all, “Yeah, I figured.”

“You–you found him!” Not gonna lie, there was a sense of relief that finally washed over you. At least Jimin doesn’t have to scour the chilly weather today.

Jeongguk scratched the back of his ear, clearing his throat nervously, “He–uhm–I–Why don’t you go inside for a while?”

Seeing his behavior as suspicious, you narrowed your eyes at him, “No. I wanna see Cooper now.”

“Sorry, sweetheart, but you can’t,” he says sternly.

‘Your devil’s spawn Cooper is fucking my Sage in the fire exit.’

“Why not? He’s my cat,” you retort.

Jeongguk’s brows knit together once again, slowly losing his temper over a mere house pet, “Are you rude or what? You just can’t see him right now. It’s not that hard to understand.”

You were so appalled with how he wasn’t making any sense right now. All you wanted was to have your cat home and snuggle with him after crying about him the whole day, “How is taking my own cat home rude? Do you have any common sense?”

“Do you have any common sense?” He mimicked the words with a mocking tone and a sarcastic chuckle. “I actually do. But do you have one? Because I’m sure as hell you wouldn’t like it if someone walks in on you mid fuck!”

Just as you were about to retort, he cuts you off, “Tell me your cat is spayed or I’ll go ape shit right now.” When you finally understood what he has been trying to tell you, your eyes widened. And when he finally got the hint your expression was giving, he rolled his eyes, “You’ve gotta be shitting me.” 

At this, you immediately shut up. There is nothing you want more in this world right now but to sink into the floor. Horrified would be such an understatement to describe the look on your face.

‘Oh, fuck. Did I offend her?’ Jeongguk mentally slaps his head.

He sighs, “Listen, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it that way.” 

You slowly nodded your head, “Uhm, it’s okay…I guess.”

And then awkward silence filled the space between the two of you.

You were shuffling side to side while looking down at your feet. On the other hand, Jeongguk looked around, arms crossed and still leaning against the wall, still thinking of ways he can strike another proper conversation with you without sounding forced.

Not bearing the unnecessary tension anymore, he chose to break the silence, “So, we need to talk about our setup.”

“I’m sorry but what setup?” You didn’t know what you were getting into and you’re more than confused at this point. 

“For child support.” Jeongguk massaged the bridge of his nose with eyes closed, obviously regretting that it had to be him to bear you this news, “Clearly your cat is a fuckboy.”

You blinked, “...Oh, You mean kittens!”

“Whatever floats your boat, but I demand child support,” he shrugged.

“Uhm, okay.” Squinting your eyes in confusion with your head slightly tilted to the side, you asked, “And we need to settle that once and for all, right?” 

He nodded, “Right.”

Not sure where to start with your part of the deal, you suggested your idea meekly, “I–uhh–can send cat food every month for the kittens?”

Jeongguk looked up, thought about the idea at first, then nodded with approval, “Fair enough. Sounds good to me.”

You sighed with relief when he took it into consideration. 

Feeling as though the help you’re extending wasn’t enough ‘child support’ yet, you timidly peeked at him through your lashes and honestly admitted what you’ve been thinking about, “Sorry, that’s all I could think of right now. I don’t know how else I could compensate for my cat’s–err–behavior.”

He didn’t say anything. Yet. He just looked at you which made you jolt in the discomfort of being under someone’s watch.

“We could go out and eat or some shit?” Jeongguk’s ears slowly turned red. 

‘Jeongguk, you airhead. You can’t ask her out like this!’ When your lips, yet again, parted, he wanted to take back what he said until you beat him to it.

“There’s a nice cafe down the street,” when you gave him a soft smile, that’s when he finally returned one, too.

Jeongguk in disbelief was such a rare sight to see, ‘Fucking sorcery.’

“I’m Y/N, by the way. Cooper from 9A’s mom,” you extend your hand politely while pointing at your unit number that’s on your door.

“Jeongguk from 9B, Sage’s peasant,” As he takes your hand, he notes how his are bigger compared to yours.

A lot can happen in a year and the next thing you know, the so-called “child support'' turned to cat co-parenting, then turned to moving into the same unit. 

Who would’ve thought that the intimidating, seemingly offish Jeongguk is actually a sweetheart? Definitely not you.

If you asked Jeongguk to list down ten things he likes about you, he’ll give you fifty. If you asked him anything under the sun, he surely knows all the answers to it because he’s that smart. If you make your eyes round enough like that of a doe, he would literally do anything you ask of him – which says a lot because Jeon Jeongguk hates a lot of things but never you.

One of the many things he liked doing is watching you reach over cupboards with a sly smirk grazing on his face. A cocky smirk that he could proudly wear because stools aren't shit when you’re naturally born tall. He watches you struggle, and when he’s had enough worry to rile him to step in, wraps an arm protectively around your waist and reaches over with ease. Oh, how he adored stepping in whenever you struggled. It makes him feel needed.

On the contrary, his self-control and patience are put to the test whenever he stops himself from shoving his cock balls deep inside your cunt whenever you would grind on him just to get off. At least you graduated him from thigh riding, right? The sexy lingerie you’d occasionally wear isn't of much help either. 

God, his temper is awful whenever he’s edged but he always tries.

The farthest Jeongguk has gone with you is to eat you out and finger you with, much to his surprise, three digits. The farthest you’ve done with him is a basic handjob and a hesitant blowjob because you didn’t know if you were doing it correctly or not.

You appreciate how he would never force you to do something you’re not yet ready to do. Knowing how losing your virginity (even at a big age) is overwhelming, he’d rather take all his time warming you up than making you feel bad just to satisfy himself. 

One of the few stimulating positions you enjoyed doing with your boyfriend is assaulting your wet pussy while laying on his buff chest, preferably in front of a mirror because Jeongguk loves watching your facial expressions as you reach your high – just like now with your discarded lingerie sprawled across the floor.

“Wanna see you insert another finger in there, princess,” he whispers against your ear in a husky voice, not breaking his eye contact off of you through the mirror in front of your shared bed.

You squirm against his sweaty skin when the added digit hits a new sense of pleasure, “A-ah! Can you please do it for me?” Jeongguk could’ve sworn his cock twitched when you begged with puppy eyes but he shakes his head, making you whimper like a brat. “Your…your fingers feel better…than mine,” you utter breathlessly with a pout.

He chuckles, still not budging to take over or say anything. 

Knowing how much your boyfriend loves to hear your pleas just so you can cum, your other hand reaches over to his cock, stroking it at the perfect tempo just the way you know he likes it. Under your touch, he hissed at the sudden sensation.

“Koo?” You say almost in a whisper, still stroking his shaft, “I…I want you inside me.”

“Baby,” he warns under his breath.

“I want…I want it to be with you,” you admit shyly. “I-I can take all of you, y-you know?”

Feeling as though he’ll lose this time, he sighs and reaches for the drawers to grab a condom, “If it hurts tell me to stop, alright?” You don’t say anything back but he could feel your heart race, “Need your words, princess. Or else we’re cutting the fun short.”

Out of panic, you think you jumbled the words out of your mouth, “Ah–yes! I will, K-koobear.”

“Koobear,” he scoffed, then poked his tongue in his cheek, eyeing you intently at the use of the nickname while ripping the foil open. “It’s either you call me by my government name or baby, but preferably when I fuck you,” he explains further while rolling the condom down to his shaft.

“Why? I like calling you Koo and you’re as big as a–Oh!” Your words are immediately cut short when the tip of his cock slowly enters your core. 

“Do you want to stop?” He asks with worry.

Shaking your head, you threw your head back and rested against his chest, “N-no, just a switch in our positions, I think.”

“You think?” He scoffs. 

In one swift movement, well more like a blink of an eye, it was as if you were manhandled by him when he flips the position in a snap – it was now him hovering over your body that’s small compared to his. He towers over you, pinning both of your hands with one hand, and he smirks at this. If anything, he’s enjoying the very obvious size difference between you and him. You felt small, heck curling up would make you even tinier, but the feeling of enjoying it is bubbling in your stomach.

Jeongguk’s brows lifted as he parted your legs, seeing how wet you’d already been. It’s so fascinating to him how such a tiny cunt could be so slick, “Jesus Christ, you’re wet as hell.”

“Don’t say that,” you shyly mumbled while watching your boyfriend through your lashes.

“What? Getting shy already?” He teases as he leans down to your dripping cunt.

Jeongguk spreads your legs apart, tracing his nose along your slit that’s enough to send shivers down your spine. He sure knows what he’s doing, alright. He then spits in your pussy and watches his spit dripping along your slit, humming in approval when your hole sucked in his spit. 

“Mmm, now that’s a needy cunt,” an amused smirk graces his lips when he notices your goosebumps. “I promise you won’t regret this.”

Chuckling, you replied, “I don’t think there was ever a time that I regretted anything with you.”

Your boyfriend leans in closer as he aligns his hardened member in your entrance, “That’s so good to hear from you, princess.” Slowly, he enters inside you making you wince slightly, “God, you’re tight as fuck.”

You let out a soundless gasp, lips parted, and eyes pooling with tears from the mixed feeling of slight pain and pleasure. Jeongguk notices this and briefly stops when his whole length is finally inside you, “You good?”

“Y-yes, it just feels…so different,” you assured. 

“I’ll move now, alright?” His thumb runs across your cheeks soothingly as he slowly fucks you until you adjust to his size. Underneath him, you look so fragile, so helpless, yet so submissive to him. 

Your hands trailed down to where he was bulging under your skin, rubbing his embossed form while your eyes fluttered, “Y-you’re so big, Koo. So deep inside me.”

“I’ll let you adjust to my length, babe,” there was a tinge of amusement inside of him as he studies every reaction your body makes.

“It’s okay, I can take it,” you say with conviction this time, and that made him somewhat proud – you take all of his fat and big cock with no fuss.

“This pussy is made for me, huh?” Jeongguk picks up the pace this time only because he enjoys watching your tits bounce as he rocks your body. “Makes me wanna do crazy shit like have your name tattooed on my rib,” you gasped, scratching lines against his back.

“Please look at me,” he gently moves away the stray hairs that stuck on your sweaty face. “Wanna see how pretty my baby is.”

You slowly open your eyes with a lust-filled gaze and this is where he lost his shit. He rams inside of you faster and harder this time, making you arch your back at the newfound pleasure he was hitting. 

“What if I break this condom off and fill you with my cum?” Your pussy tightens at the idea of his cum overflowing out of your cunts because it couldn’t take how much he had spurted inside of you. “Fuck, you tightened. You like that don’t you?”

Obviously not thinking straight because your boyfriend was fucking your wits out, you nodded, “I– yes, want you to fuck me harder ‘til it breaks.” And so he did fuck you hard.

It was like a magic word that made him cum so fast and you the same.

He could feel your body trembling, your breathing still fast. He waited for a moment or two for himself to soften up so he could pull out gently. Your still slightly clenching hole almost pushing his dick out of yourself. Meanwhile, he discards the condom with no mess.

You whined at the empty feeling, and he hushed you gently, moving around so he was sitting up against his headboard, your body on his lap, head on his shoulder. His hand moved back and forth over your spine, the other keeping your body steadily against him. 

“You did so, so good baby.” He gently whispered between your breaths, still coming out a little faster than they should. “I was actually kind of worried you wouldn’t be able to take it. You impress me too much, you know that?” He said, making you giggle. 

You weren’t quite back yet, still bathing in your own afterglow, and he simply waited for you to calm down, slowly becoming aware of your surroundings again. Legs still shaking from losing your virginity, you noticed a pool of wetness in your sheets.

“The sheets are soiled,” you frowned.

Jeongguk clicked his tongue teasingly, “That’s not very nice of you, princess.”

“I’m sorry,” you peeked at him with a tired pout.

“It’s fine. It’s time to change it anyway,” he runs his finger against your back, making soothing circles that made you fall asleep instantly.

Wearing short dresses while out in the park is one of the small joys you enjoy doing with your boyfriend. Not to mention that sitting on his lap is a plus…except he gets overprotective whenever your skirt riles up like now – one hand over your lap, serving as weights to the fluttering fabric.

Guess guard dog privilege is real when Jeongguk is your boyfriend.

Peeking at him, your brows rose at his creased forehead, "Why do you look like you're ready to fight?"

"Because I am," he says without blinking, though his eyes are following those who would spare you a glance.

You blinked in confusion, "...What?"

"Yes," he nodded with assertiveness. 

Ah, of course. Being overprotective. Such a Jeongguk thing to do.

There are days when you don’t understand what your boyfriend is doing, but you can’t deny the fact that he’s fun to be around. Like always, you shrug it all off, sit on his lap, and wrap your arms around his neck as you nuzzle against his skin – a sure way to make him smile from ear to ear.

“Baby, can you take one of those polaroid pictures in that lingerie?” He asks with lips against your hair. Jeongguk has a habit of kissing the side of your head just because he can.

At this, your lips part at the sudden request; he’s never asked this before, “Why?”

“Wanna keep it in my wallet,” he only shrugged when you blinked at his answer. “I’m romantic as fuck.”

Blushing Restraints

Stripper!Taehyung x Shy(?)!Reader (f)

Word Count: 1.1k

Genre: Stripper!AU, Smut, Established Relationship

Warnings: Ohhh boy, lots of NSFW content! (Dom/Sub undertones - Dom Tae/Sub MC, Restraints - MC is tied up and blindfolded, dirty talk, sex toys (vibrator), overstimulation on MC, multiple orgasms, squirting yayyy) Not really a warning but aftercare too! 🌸❤️

Notes: From the Make it Rain series! This was a request technically from an anon for Tae, Pink, and Smut! I thought it would fit this couple quite well heh 😅👉🏻👈🏻

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You’ve never felt so less in control of yourself… And you love it even if you’re a tad bit nervous. Tae and you have had an exciting sex life so far, of that, you have no doubt. Exploration had always been on the table with him (how could it not), but when he mentioned adding in some restraints, taking the lead, and allowing you to be completely submissive… Well… You we’re curious to say the least.

“How does it feel?” Your boyfriend has you completely tied up, arms and legs alike wrapped up in pretty pink ribbons you had picked out together, eyes completely covered with them too. You were a bit unsure at first, so Tae had offered the solution of something not so scary. The silk is soft against your skin, shinning in the dim light of the room as Tae appraises your naked body. You hum, pulling at the restraints a bit before letting out a sigh.

“Feels good. I’m good.” It’s his turn to hum quietly before you feel him settle himself in between your spread legs, hands drifting up your open thighs. You twitch a bit, not used to being unable to see him, but it is the slightest bit comforting to know he’s naked too. It makes everything so much more unexpected, and in turn, intense, but you want it that way. Want to experience new things with him.

“And what do you say if you want to stop?” You had had a long talk with him, figuring out what you did and didn’t like, seeing what the other person might be into. It was welcome though, knowing that Taehyung was more than willing to listen to what you wanted, to hear what you had to say.

“Red… or banana.” A deep chuckle leaves him, still thinking that your choice of safeword was rather funny. His chuckle quickly turns into a deep groan though when he dips his fingers between your already wet lips, fingers quickly finding your clit. He rubs the nub slowly, satisfied with every small gasp of pleasure that leaves your lips, with every breathy moan that comes out

“Feel good, sweet girl?” You whisper out a yes as he pulls back for a moment, only to return with the new sensation of vibrations against your legs. A gasp leaves you as he trails the vibrator up and down your inner thighs before placing it against your slit, again trailing it back and forth. A whimper echoes through the room as he continues to tease, allowing the vibrator to touch every inch of your most intimate parts.

“Want more, sweet thing?” With another yes, he places the vibrator flat against your clit, your hips bucking upward automatically at the sensation. He starts off slow, but its not long before it’s set to level two, and then three, and then you’re practically crying from how fucking good it feels, how constant the stimulation is. Not being able to take it away, not being in control… It’s so good.

“Are you going to cum for me soon? Hm? It hasn’t even been that long yet and you’re so worked up… You’re such a sensitive little thing.” You try to nod, but its probably more like your head thrashing up and down, fists clenching tightly as you pull. You can’t see, but you know that Tae has got to be wearing the biggest grin he could muster on his face right now as you cry out for him.

“Shit, I’m gonna cum! Fuck!” It’s fucking insane how hard you cum, cunt clenching rhythmically as you buck your hips upwards. Tae doesn’t let up though, no, he keeps the vibrator in its spot against you, making sure that every vibration hits your oversensitive clit as your eyes roll into the back of your head. You try to thrash away, but a strong hand holds your hips down, keeping you nearly completely pliant in the middle of the bed, and you can faintly hear words of encouragement.

“Fuck! Ah, fuck Tae! Please!” A breathy laugh leaves the man, and instead of removing the vibrator, he trails it up and down your slit a few times, letting it sit against the opening of your cunt before putting it right back on your clit. You squeal loudly, the sensation of it too much, but he doesn’t seem to care as you continue to squirm around, again pulling at your restraints. The only thing he really cares about is seeing you cum over and over again until you’re worn out apparently, the evil man.

“Wait! Fuck, if you don’t stop, hnnn!” It almost feels like you’re about to explode, the sensation so strong, so fucking unescapable. You pull at the restraints, but they don’t seem to want to budge, and instead they keep you securely in place as Tae tortures you some more, pushing the want back and forth slightly. It’s building up again quickly, the coil in your stomach not taking nearly as much time to snap. You had used a vibe before but this… This is a whole different fucking ballpark.

“Tae! Tae, fuck I’m cumming again! Fuck!!!” You’re not sure if you feel embarrassed or not as a gush of fluid leaves your body, your orgasm so strong that your legs actually fucking shake. Bowing your back, you whine out Tae’s name over and over again before he takes away the vibrator finally, his soft voice calling out to you as you start to calm down slowly but surely. The blindfold is removed from your face soon after, your handsome boyfriend coming into view with a soft smile on his own face. Another tiny wave of heat washes through you as you look around and notice one of the blankets balled up and tossed on the floor, a few wet patches on it… Whoops.

You attempt to smile back as he unties each of your limbs, hands gentle as he undoes the knots expertly, but you’re so out of it that it’s hard to. As soon as you’re able to, you crawl to him, wrapping yourself around him like a koala, wanting to feel him against you. The man knows you love to cuddle after, and now he’s always ready to hold you close. Tae does just that, strong and warm and safe as he tenderly strokes your wrists first, checking them quietly, and then your hips before pulling a blanket up over the both of you as he whispers sweet nothings.

“You did so good for me beautiful. Such a good girl, I’m so proud of you. Rest up for a bit and then we can go take a nice bubble bath, yeah?”