Better Than Fiction

Better than Fiction

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"And then she swirled her tongue around his luscious length-"

"Jagi? What are you doing?"

You jumped in surprise at the sound of your boyfriend of a year an a half calling out to you. A sigh escaped your lips as you shut your laptop and picked up your writing note book with a frustrated sigh.

"Writing, what else would I be doing?" you asked, scribbling down some notes.

Jungkook walked over to your side and plopped down, throwing his arm around you and forcing you into nonconsensual cuddle time.

Oh fine, it was consensual.

How could it not be when you're boyfriend was the embodiment of a bunny?

"Hanging out with the best person in the whole world?" he suggested, hinting at himself.

"Natsu from Fairy Tail isn't here, so I don't know what you're thinking about," you sassed, writing furiously.

You and Jungkook had been dating for a longtime, and he knew you were weird from the moment the two of you met.

It was a rainy day in Seoul and you were sitting in a cafe writing a fan fiction. It was what you spent your days doing. You weren't ashamed of it, because it was creative writing, and there was nothing wrong with letting your creativity out for many to enjoy. It was one of the appeals for you to start writing.

Anyways, rain.

The thunder shook the small coffee shop as your fingers flew over the keys. You heard the front door to the shop open, but nothing was going to stop you from finishing this work today. Your followers expected a story to be published today, and you'd be damned if that was going to waste.

Suddenly, a cold hand was placed on your shoulder.

You jumped up and your laptop fell to the ground with a crash.

A gasp rang out through the store and you looked at the shards of glass all over the ground. You turned to the asshole and were prepared to royally beat the shit out of them, but, you were confronted with the most handsome creature you'd ever seen in your life.

"I-I'm so sorry! I'll get you another one, what kind is that?" he asked, looking down at the appliance on the floor.

"Oh fuck," you said, staring at him. The man before you gave an odd look and waved his hand in front of your face.

"You alright?" he asked, settling his hands on his sides.

"You're hot, I can't get mad at you. Damn fucking hot people," you grumbled, crossing your arms.

He smiled and seemed to get closer.  "So, you think I'm hot?" he asked, looking for a stroke to his ego.

"Yes, of course you are, now shut up and fix that damn laptop," you said, pointing angrily to the shattered bundle of life for all internet addicts.

"Well, um... I don't think I can fix something that is beyond repair. But I do think I can get you another one," he offered.

You shuffled around on your feet but decided against it.

"No, that's alright. It's my fault for jumping up like a mad woman," you said, leaning down to examine the scene. The man lowered himself as well, looking at your face with a soft smile.

Your heart started to beat faster and faster. What the hell was wrong with you? Why was one bunny man making your heart do fucking swan dives into your stomach?

"Name?" he asked, gesturing for you to state your name.

"____. How about you?" you squeaked out.

He gave you a shy little smile. "Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook," he said with his hand extended towards you.

And that was when the rest of your life changed.

He brought a light into your life that you hadn't realized you'd been missing. The best part was that he wasn't weirded out by your fan fictions or anything like that. Sometimes he would try to give you ideas.

Jungkook was always sweet and sometimes a little bashful in front of you. The first time the two of you had sex he was so nervous he was shaking the whole time.

You two were really in love and that was all that mattered to your.

That and finishing this God damn fan fiction.

"Jagi, just worry about it tomorrow and cuddle with me for right now," Jungkook suggested, snuggling into your neck. You ignored the subtle hint and continued scribbling down notes in your journal.

"Can't, I gotta finish this tonight. I'm really backed up on stories because of school and work and I want to make sure that my followers have something they can enjoy. It means a lot to me," you said, biting your lip trying to focus.

Jungkook gave a soft smile and kissed your head. "I know it does baby, I'll help you in anyway that I can," he said, holding onto you.

You sighed and ran your hand through your hair in frustration.

"I just, can't visualize this scene and it's really irritating me. Natsu and Lucy are about to have sex and I need to make it different from the he fucked her brains out on a bed," you whined, resting your head on Jungkook's chest.

His breathing had shallowed and you would've been concerned if not for the rubbing of his thumbs on your hips consistently.

"Oh..."

You'd mentioned to him before that you write smutty stuff. It was hard to talk about that kind of stuff with Jungkook because he was a little more reserved when it came to talking about what happens behind closed doors. You were very open about what you liked and what you found hot and what you didn't. Jungkook was a fan of your dirty talk so maybe you could work with something like that.

Finally you thought you'd come to a conclusion and you leaped from Jungkook's grasp, not without some difficulty, and grabbed your laptop. Jungkook gave a little yelp of astonishment as you sat down in the chair and began typing like a mad woman.

"Excuse me, babe?" he asked, looking at you with exasperation.

"Mhm, what you need," you said with a monotone.

Jungkook cleared his throat and sat up on the couch. "Baby, uh, don't you want to cuddle some more?" he asked in an innocent tone. You shook your head.

"No, I'm alright for right now, but I'll cuddle with you once this is done, alright?" you said, giving him a little smile.

He nodded and got up, leaving you to your business.

-_-_-_-_-_-

"How long does it take to write about people fucking each other?" Jungkook whined, laying upside down on the couch a few hours later.

"You'd be surprised at how much work actually goes into writing fan fiction, Kookie," you reminded, typing away just as you had been.

A small noise of annoyance escaped his throat as he rolled off the couch and onto the floor. "I'm bored, Jagi, can't you do something with me? Just for a little while," he said, looking up at you hopefully.

You shook your head, focused on the words that were pouring from your fingers.

Out of no where, a cute bunny was in front of you with a pouty look on his face. "I'm starting to think that you like this machine more than me," he said, glaring at the laptop with jealousy.

You giggled and patted his head. "You know I love you much more than this laptop, but I do have to get this done, wait patiently and I'll make you're favorite meal for the evening," you said, checking the clock and you had plenty of time.

"Really? You'll make my favorite?" he asked, looking incredibly adorable. You nodded and Jungkook perked right up, walking into the bedroom and shutting the door to watch a movie.

A while later you were getting towards the end. It was almost time for you to make dinner and it was going to be perfect timing.

Without warning, the bedroom door slammed open and Jungkook walked out and shut your laptop, almost crushing your fingers in the process.

"Jungkook-ah! What's gotten into you!?" you shrieked, holding your fingers close to your body.

"You said you were going to prepare my favorite thing for dinner, isn't that what you said?" he asked, setting the laptop down on the table.

"Yes, I did say that, but I'm not quite done yet baby, so if you could just hang on while I finish up here?" you asked, reaching for the laptop. Jungkook's hand snapped out and grabbed your wrist. You looked up at your boyfriend with confusion laced in your features.

No words were spoken as Jungkook lifted you to your feet. You remained silent as you tried to judge what he was getting at. Jungkook didn't say anything as he got on his knees in front of you.

You played with your skirt as you tried to keep your anxiety at bay.

Suddenly, he attacked.

You moaned as you felt his soft lips on your center through your panties. You were already a little worked up from writing some hot smut, and Jungkook's dangerous tongue wasn't helping in the slightest.

And he most certainly wasn't messing around anymore.

Jungkook hooked a finger into your panties and pulled them to the side, letting his mouth touch your bare heat. The sensation sent your head back and a moan tumbling from your throat. You gripped at Jungkook's hair as he buried himself underneath your skirt.

Your knees were shaky as you felt the waves of pleasure crashing over you.

"Oh baby," you whined, placing your hands on his shoulders balance yourself. Jungkook smirked and continued to lick and suck at your center with abandon. Every once in a while his tongue would travel over that sweet spot at the top of your sex, making you shiver with pleasure.

"Mmm, will you pay attention to me now Jagi? Do I have your undivided attention?" he asked, letting a finger slid over your entrance teasingly.

"Yes baby, you have my attention. I'll give you all of the love and affection you want if you just keep going," you moaned. Jungkook pushed a finger inside of you. "Oh fuck! That feels so good Jungkook, don't stop."

Jungkook kept easing his finger in and out of your tight entrance. It had been a while since the two of you had had sex so, it made sense why he was so hungry for your attention.

Jungkook wasn't good at masturbating. He hated it with a passion really. Because you spoiled him when the two of you first started engaging in the more intimate activities of your relationship. You were very giving and normally either sucked him off or gave him a hand job. Sometimes you just let him straight up fuck you to get off, which wound up turning into a fuck fest for the whole afternoon.

The thing about Jungkook was that he was good at getting what he wanted. It was the sneaky kind of look that he would give you as you came out of the shower. The way he stared at you when you got ready for work.

A job that you've almost lost on multiple occasions because of him.

But it would be the simplest of actions that would set your off.

Him sweeping his fingers through his hair. Biting his lip in concentration. Giving you the most needy whines when you bent over to grab something out of the fridge.

Honestly, anything he did you could take as a sexual euphemism for something. And Jungkook wasn't the kind to complain. Especially when it came to getting what he wanted in the bedroom.

Did men every complain about that though?

"Ah!" you yelped as he added another finger into your tightness. You gripped onto his shoulders tighter and Jungkook gave you a suspicious look.

"You alright Jagi? Need me to slow down?"

You shook your head vigorously.

"No no! Don't stop, it feels way to good for you to stop this now," you whimpered. He was more than happy to comply and kept fingering your slowly.

The moderate pace was annoying, but it still felt incredible, so you let that complaint drift from your mind as all of your thoughts were filled with your boyfriend and the way he was making you feel.

Jungkook seemed to be feeding off of your energy, because he seemed to be focused solely on you. The whole world seemed to melt away as the two of you got lost in each other.

That was another thing you loved so much about Jungkook.

He put everything he had into whatever he did. It didn't matter if it was something as simple as cooking a meal. He would focus on that meal and nothing else. That's why he was such an incredible person. He exuded confidence and sex appeal, attributes that sometimes got him into trouble. However, he was a truly good person.

Jungkook always wanted to help others and he loved to give as well. He would volunteer for an animal shelter down the road and help clean the kennels whenever he got a free moment. Even though he didn't like cats that much, you would always giggle when a little kitten would pounce on him and he would melt like the big softie he is.

Those are the reasons you fell for Jungkook.

His generosity in bed may have also helped his cause.

Finally, Jungkook pulled himself away from your center with great difficulty.

You watched as he put his fingers in his mouth and lick them clean with a lewd sucking sound. Your center quaked with just that sound.

Without much more hesitation, Jungkook launched himself forward and smashed his lips against yours. You moaned and wrapped your arms around his neck.

Jungkook's soft, plush lips melded with your own as the pair of you stumbled backwards towards the bedroom. You were rushing to get his jacket that he'd been wearing off so that you could feel his hot skin underneath your fingers.

Eventually, the two of you got to the bedroom. Jungkook kicked the door closed as you managed to pin him up against the entrance. He stared at you with shock as you kissed him once more before trailing your lips down and down until your reached his belt buckle. You gave him the most sultry look you could muster and then hurriedly undid the buckle.

You reached into his pants and pulled out his hard on and gave it a few pumps. You knew the two of you weren't going to be able to wait very long, so you immediately put him in your mouth.

Jungkook let out a strangled groan as you worked him over quickly.

You wanted this hard and fast and not coordinated what so ever.

Jungkook was a moaning mess underneath your ministrations as you worked him towards a peak that was level with your own.

It didn't take very long before he was bucking into your hand and practically begging to fuck you.

"Jagi, I can't wait any longer. Please, please let me be inside of you," he whimpered, tugging on his length with desperation.

You complied quickly and jumped on the bed. Not even bothering to pull your skirt off, simply removing your panties and pulling Jungkook towards you with most of his clothing still on.

The familiar sound of a packet tearing echoed through the room and Jungkook was brushing against your entrance, hit hot member giving you a reminder of what was about to come.

That sensation...

There really was nothing like it in the whole world.

The feeling of the one you love filling you with everything they are.

Jungkook shuddered as his hips met yours and he rested his head in the crook of your neck.

It felt so incredibly good to have him inside of you. He always seemed to reach the deepest places inside of you that no one but him would ever be able to reach. Because instead of just giving you pleasure during this experience, he gave you love.

"Oh baby, so big inside of me... Stretch me out so good, oh fuck," you groaned, running your hands down his back.

Jungkook bucked forward in response to the action and you gasped at the action.

"You're always so tight, how do you always feel so tight?" he asked, kissing your shoulder affectionately. You moaned at his words and felt his hips snap into your perfectly.

There was a minor amount of pain, there always was. But the pleasure and love he gave you in return was more than enough to handle the discomfort.

You knew that Jungkook wasn't going to last. It had been a few weeks, and since Jungkook doesn't masturbate, well... This experience wasn't going to be one of your longer escapades.

However, Jungkook seemed determined to make the most of this.

He started grunting and moaning, something that wasn't very common of Jungkook in bed. He normally remained rather quiet, except for the little moans he would let out every once and a while.

The reason he was doing it now?

Cause it turned you on.

Immensely.

Hearing him grunt your name over and over again into your ear was almost too much to bear. He was so incredibly sexy and everything about him made you want more and more of him.

You placed your hand on his shoulder and tapped three times. It was your safe sign. Letting the other know that you wanted to stop.

Jungkook pulled out and gave you a look of concern.

"Is something wrong baby? Did I hurt you?" he asked, holding your face with concern.

You smiled and reached down to his throbbing, red member and pulled the condom off of his length. Jungkook stared at you in disbelief.

It was only on very rare occasions that you let him go bare inside of you, and when you did he was allowed to cum inside.

"I don't know what I did, but please remind me to do it more often baby," he groaned before you guided his length back inside of you.

Going bare generally felt better for him and he was always willing to.

Again, you weren't sure of a man who wasn't.

Unless, responsibility and everything like that but whatever.

Jungkook was it for you, and the both of you knew it.

You intertwined your fingers together and kissed at his throat while he pounded into you at a startling pace.

"Jungkook-ah! Oh that feels so incredible baby, keep going. Make me cum baby, please. I want it so bad, please. You wanna cum inside of me? Is that what you want?" you teased, grinding your hips back against him.

"Fuck, keep talking like that, I'm gonna cum," he groaned.

You smiled and bit his ear gently.

"I love how hard you fuck me baby. Keep going, uh... Fuck... Feels so good baby, so good for me. Want me to call you Daddy? I know that you like it when your noona calls you Daddy huh? I want your thick cock to keep pounding my tight little pussy like you want to break it... Break me Jungkook," you moaned into his ear.

A scalding heat erupted in your stomach as you came. Jungkook cried out shortly after, shooting his load inside of you. You couldn't contain your moan any longer and you cried out his name as you rode out your orgasm.

The two of you lay in the after glow after Jungkook cleaned up your mess. You snuggled into his chest and breathed in his scent that was lingering on his skin.

"That was incredible," Jungkook murmured into your hair. You nodded in exhausted agreement until you saw the time.

"Oh fuck! It's 10:30! I have to get that story up!" You shouted before running out of the room.

"BUT WASN'T THE REAL THING BETTER!?"

Forsaken

A/N: So this idea has been floating around in my head for a minute or two and I really want to write it down before I do nothing with it, so here you go. A Prince AU for my lovely followers.

           The night outside was dark and unforgiving.

           Many travelers had come from all over to witness tonight. The birth of an heir.

           The Queen had gone into labor earlier in the day and the palace had been deathly still. Everyone was holding their breaths. No one knew what the day was going to bring. All of the other children she had borne had been Princesses. However, the had either died of illness at birth, or had only made it only a few months before Death’s gentle caress touched their tender beings.

           Although, her majesty had been quite determined to have a son. She had taken all of the tonics brought to her. Done all that the woman of the village had suggested to her.

           ‘Eat this fruit at this time of day for this many weeks and you will bear a son.’

           She did all she was asked, and when the baby finally was born, she noticed a problem.

           It didn’t cry.

           The nursemaids were quick to take the baby away and clean it up, without even disclosing a gender to the panicked mother. It took three women to hold her down before she finally burst into tears.

           The child was a still born.

           And worst of all, he was a boy.

           The King looked at his wife sobbing into her hands, still covered in blood and afterbirth. He looked at the child she bore him, a pale little thing that was cleaned off and wrapped in the finest of tapestries that the kingdom could afford.

           “Yoongi,” he whispered to the small infant.

           He looked down at his child and noticed that his lips were tinged blue and his body was cold. The King picked up the baby and cradled the corpse in his arms. He bounced it as if it were a crying babe and held it close to his heart.

           The Queen watched in horror as her husband held onto their deceased child. She had failed yet again, and now he was suffering once more. The court had spoken more than once of sending her away, letting her live out her days in one of the castles by the shore of the sea and bringing in a concubine to give birth to an heir for the King.

           The King had refused this statement adamantly. He would either have a child with his Queen, or the Kingdom would die out. This was his decree, and so it was followed.

           She watched as her baby was brought to her, by the man she loved oh so dearly. His small features too perfect to explain. He was beautiful, there was no denying it. She had birthed such a beautiful child, yet, there was no life in his form. No blush in his cheeks. No tears in his eyes. She could hardly bare to look at him. But she had to, it was her child… Their child. A small babe that should be crying out to her, for her breast. Yet, the baby was silent. The Queen clung onto her husband’s hand, wanting nothing more than for her child to move.

           “He’s so perfect, my darling, you did wonderfully,” he whispered to her, kissing her sweaty forehead. Sobs wracked her body as she hid her face in the crook of his neck, begging for him to kill her. She wanted to be with all her children. She wanted to hold them in her arms and to love them like she was never able to. Especially her son. The one child that had made it through all of the moons, unlike any of his sisters. But here he was, still in their arms.

           “I’m so sorry, your highness. I have failed you again,” she whispered, grasping his wrist with what little strength she had left in her body after hours of labor. 

           “You have not failed me, my dear. It is fate that has failed me, the betrayer of all those who sneer in the face of his greatness. I will not let another one of our children be taken from us. I refuse,” he said, standing leaving the small bundle in his wife’s arms. “I am the King of Caravell, and our child will live.”

              The castle was quiet that night as she approached.

             The building loomed over her, but no anxiousness affected her. She had been summoned. 

              It had been years since she had entered the palace. The prior Kings and Queens banishing her from the land that she helped create. Although, the years had made her bitter against the throne. And a plan had devised in her head.

              The large doors of the Palace opened and she walked through without hesitation. It was a long awaited homecoming after all.

              The King was waiting for her with a small bundle in his arms. She had heard the Queen was with child again, and she knew that this one was going to pass just like the others. However, she didn’t know the gender. As she came closer, she saw the baby’s face. It was a boy, and he was dead.

              “Your Majesty,” she said with a flourish bowing before the King and the Prince.

              “Enough, I have summoned you for a reason,” he said. She straightened her back and looked at the King with a pointed gaze.

              “Apologies your Majesty, just trying to be formal. How may I be of service?”

              The King looked down at his child in his arms and reluctantly held him out to her. She embraced the child with glee and looked down at his beautiful features. He was perfection, she decided. His little nose sloped beautifully and his mouth was a small and delicate flower. The King was anxious, handing his only son over to someone so, treacherous.

             “Save him,” he demanded, looking at his child in her arms.

             “My King, how long has it been since the child has kissed death?” she asked, looking up in curiosity.

             “Not long, he was birthed just after dusk. Night is only now just falling upon the Kingdom. However, you have yet to answer my question. Can you save this child?” he questioned, looking down at his son with nothing but adoration. It made her sick how much affection he held for the dead child in her arms.

             “Then yes, I have a few spells in mind that could save your child. The Heir to your kingdom, but there will be a price,” she said, locking eyes with him. The King nodded and brought forward numerous amounts of gold and silver trinkets. Some embedded with jewels, glistening in the soft light of the candles that decorated the castle halls.

             But she wanted nothing that he offered.

             “You seem to misunderstand me your majesty, I do not want material items. There is a price to the spell that will bring your child back to the land of the living,” she said, looking at the precious bundle in her arms.

             She had never been graced with fertility, it was one of the reasons she chose to become who she was. A part of her sympathized with the Queen, wanting to have your child alive and breathing. But the Gods and spoken, and this child wasn’t meant to live. So came the sacrifices.

             “What is the price we must pay?”

             “Your child must take blood,” she started. The King’s face was confused.

            “I don’t understand what you mean?” She simply laughed and continued.

            “Your child must take blood from another in order to live. And he must take all of it,” she smiled at the idea. People would fear him for miles around. Finding a woman who would risk her life to stand by his side will be difficult. And, if you kill me, he will die as well,” she said with a dark smile casting over her features. “He’ll be a monster.”

           The King looked down at his child and then back up at the woman before him. “He’ll be our son, not a monster, he’ll be the ruler of this land and we will do everything we can to protect him. So I ask of you, please, save our child.”

 And with that, the story began.

Out of Work

Hello everyone! It’s been a while!

So sorry about that. 

Anyways I’m back on the rack and ovula-

We’re not going to go there. But anyways enjoy some Jimin smut. 

DON’T OWN THE GIF!

I don't know if I can go through with this," you murmured to your agent as you sat in the  dressing room.

"Well, it's not too late to call this off. But, Jimin is one of the best pornstars in the industry and it would be good for you to work with him. He's worked with a lot of people and you would do well to keep up appearances here," she said, rubbing your shoulders.

The nerves were stemming from the fact that you were so new to the industry and that Jimin had a reputation that was nothing short of incredible. All of the women that had the pleasure of fucking him said that they came probably three or four times.

"Well, he wants to meet you, so... If you don't want to go through with this after you meet him I'm certainly not going to make you. It's all up to you dear. I'll see you afterwards," your agent said before leaving the room.

You had only been in three adult movies before and they were kind of shit. The guy wasn't that great and the people you were working with weren't the nicest.

Your agent decided that you were made for the higher up in production value movies. That were actual movies. You managed to snag the main role in this film and it was your first day on set.

The character you were portraying was the young apprentice of a very power wizard. You are in love with him and want to get him to have sex with you. Your character brews a potion and gives it to him in a drink and suddenly he fucks you.

If you were being honest, you were getting wet just thinking about Jimin.

He was well known and you had been dying to work with him... But.

You were very new to the industry and you didn't want to disappoint him. God forbid he get flaccid in the middle of a take.

Also, having sex in front of a camera still made you a little nervous.

You were insecure about your body and had all of the insecurities that most women did. You were worried about your weight and the way that you looked when you left the house.

A knock on the door shook you out of your thoughts.

"Come in!" you shouted, looking towards the door.

You stared in amazement as Jimin walked through the door with a beautiful smile on his face.

"Hey! You're ___, right? It's so great to meet you!" he said walking over and offering you an embrace like you were an old friend. You stepped into his arms hesitantly, but gave him a timid little hug.

Once he pulled away he chuckled.

"W-what?" you asked, curious as to why he was laughing.

"Oh, sorry. It's just, I can see why they picked you for the role. You're so shy, and so is your character. But, I just wanted to come in and ask for a safe word and things that are off limits," he said, sitting down.

You chewed on your lip and nodded, sitting down as well.

"Uh... Thank you. And, um, no degrading language other than what is scripted. Being called a slut and a whore don't turn me on at all... No anal... Biting is fine and encouraged. Blood play is fine also. Finishing inside is also fine, seeing as how it's scripted. Also, no choking please," you said, listing all of your normal rules.

Jimin was listening intently the whole time.

After you were done he gave a nod.

"So, no degrading language other than what's scripted. No anal. But biting is something you like," he winked after that, sending a rush of heat through your body. "As well as blood play, something not a lot of people are into, interesting kink. And finishing is scripted inside but if you aren't on any kind of contraceptive then I'm pulling out. And no choking. That's not something I like either. Hurting other's isn't really my thing. But, thanks for sharing all of that! I feel like I know you a little better know as well," he gave another adorable smile.

He was way too cute to be in the adult film industry.

"I-Is there anything you don't want me to do? Consent goes both ways," you stated, looking up from your knees.

"Ah, so kind of you to ask. Um, just don't try to stick anything up my ass and I think we'll be fine... Also, no teeth on the blow job part please? But, that's kind of a universal isn't it? But you didn't tell me your safe word," he pointed out.

"Oh! It's stop with three taps from my hand," you said, giving him the information he wanted.

"Stop with three taps. I'll make sure that you won't have to use it," he gave another smile and you were wondering how much pain he would put you through before the pleasure would arrive.

Seriously, those smiles were killing you inside.

"Do you have a safe word?" you asked, wanting to make sure he had the right to stop if he wanted to.

"End. Simple enough. Although, I haven't had to use mine yet, have you?" he asked, getting comfortable in the chair across from you.

"Yeah, a few times. People in the cheaper movies are way rougher than necessary," you commented, rubbing your elbows.

Jimin got a look of anger on his face. "That's ridiculous. Just because the funding is less doesn't mean that you deserve to get treated like a piece of meat, what the hell happened?" he questioned, seeming to want to know more.

"Uh, well... He ignored my choking rule, so we had to stop. We didn't finish filming because I wasn't comfortable enough to continue," you said, trying hard not to let the bad memory affect you.

"That fuckhead, you better not give me his information cause I'll royally screw that guy over," he growled.

You'd never seen someone so angry about the situation before... Your parents had passed on and you didn't have any siblings. It makes working in an adult industry much easier. Seeing as how you didn't have to face anyone about working in it.

"Honestly, I just try to leave it behind me. I trust you, so, let's do a good job today. Yeah?"

You offered your hand for him to shake and he took it, before leaning down and kissing your hand gently. Heat rushed to your cheeks and Jimin smiled brightly.

"You're so cute. Just a kiss on the hand and you're blushing. So sweet. I can't wait to do our scene today."

And with a mysterious look, Jimin got up out of the chair and left the room.

You were drenched in your panties and he didn't even kiss you or anything. His hands were strong and his arms looked incredible. His lips were so plush and everything about him seemed to lure you in.

A few minutes later your agent wandered in the door. You looked up at her and she was staring at you with a look on her face.

"You want to do it now?" she asked, raising her eyebrow.

You nodded hesitantly and gave her a sheepish smile.

"Uh, he's really nice. I think we'll do really well together," you said, trying to avoid the tutting that was sure to follow.

"I told you. He's the best, and he's the best for a reason. His charisma is unmatched. His sex appeal is through the roof and the ladies love him. But, the goal is for the men to love you. You need to make sure that you affect him just as much as he affects you. Remember the audience," she stated.

Another knock at the door rang through the room. You and your agent looked up and saw the director standing there.

"Hello ladies! It's time for us to get started! Are you ready?" he asked, placing his hand on his hip.

You nodded and stood up, fixing your robes and such to fall correctly. He gave you a smile and ushered you out the door to the set.

-_-_-_-_-

It was hot under the lights and you and Jimin had been filming the actual movie portions all day.

Right now, you were giving him the potion that was supposed to make him want to fuck you.

You poured the water in a glass of grape soda. Jimin was reading some books with glasses on in such a way that was dangerous to your heart. He looked so serious sitting there.

"Ah, thank you. You can set that right here," he said, gesturing to his desk. The desk you were going to be bent over in a few minutes. You did as you were told and put the glass on the table.

As Jimin drank the drink you sat down in the chair sitting opposite the desk. He finished the drink and set the glass down.

Suddenly, Jimin started getting flustered. You knew that it was going to be time soon.

"Alright and cut! Jimin go get yourself hard and come back," the director said. Jimin nodded and walked out of the room. "Do you need anything, ___? Water or something like that? Lube?" he asked, looking genuinely concerned for your well being.

"No, I'm alright," you smiled.

Jimin came back a few minutes later with an obvious tent in his boxers. You swallowed hard and tried to fight back the blush that threatened to rise up on your cheeks.

"Alright, we'll stop after the blow job. Improv from you to as long as it goes within the script parameters. Audio running. Standing by. ACTION!" he shouted.

You watched as Jimin shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"Um... sir? Are you alright?" you asked, following the script for as long as you could.

"Don't call me sir, it makes me think some inappropriate things about my apprentice..."

You flushed pink and bit your lip seductively.

"W-what if I said that I was alright with you thinking inappropriately about me?" you asked. Jimin's head snapped up and he looked at you with dilated pupils. You pushed his books off his desk and crawled up on the table and straddled him.

Jimin wrapped his arms around your waist and gave you a nervous look.

"I can't do this... You're my apprentice, this is wrong," he breathed, running his hands over your body. You took his hand and placed it on your breast, gaining confidence as you felt his erection pressing into your thigh.

"It's not wrong if we don't tell anyone... I won't say anything. If you promise not to say anything, then we'll be safe. I need you so bad sir. Please, fuck me," you whimpered, rubbing your center against his. Jimin let out a strangled moan.

Without much else of a warning, Jimin was stood up. You squealed lightly and clung onto him so you didn't fall and ruin the take. Jimin wrapped an arm around you, securing you in place. The sound of books falling to the floor startled you, although you remained in character.

The wood pressed into your back as Jimin set you down on the desk. You reached forward and connected your lips to his in a shy kiss. He was eager to respond, mashing his lips with yours in a seductive manner.

No wonder women couldn't get enough of him. If you had full time access to his lips, you'd probably be in heaven.

His lips wandered down your throat and to your chest. Jimin pulled at the outfit and managed to pull the robe off of your body. The lingerie piece that had been selected sat delicately on your frame. Jimin swallowed hard and you relished in the fact that you had that effect on him. Either that or he was an exceptional actor.

You watched his eyes dilate in lust and desire as his lips reconnected to your flesh. He kissed down your stomach and made it to your panties. You knew you were drenched, but he stilled looked up in surprise.

"You're so wet..."

A flush of red went through your cheeks. Jimin was staring unabashedly at your center with longing.

"Y-you'd better do something about it," you whispered.

Jimin seemed to come out of his daze and attached his mouth to your core. A startled moan escaped you as you felt pleasure rip through your center. His lips were so plump and hot against you that you could hardly speak.

Even with your panties on it felt incredible. You could hardly wait for when all of his clothes came off as well.

"Take my panties off sir, I want to feel your mouth on me. Please sir, I can't wait," you whined, tugging on the sleeves of his robes. Jimin smiled at your eagerness and complied with your demands.

You watched as he slowly dragged the intricate material down your legs and onto the floor. He touched your legs and looked at you for confirmation to continue. You parted your legs and watched as he took in what lay between your thighs.

You'd never seen such a good actor. He was so entranced by you. You were drenched and in desperate need of sorting out and Jimin was rock hard against his thigh. It was so painful and he needed to get off, but you came first in his mind.

His lips came down on your center and you managed a strangled moan. His mouth was so hot and he was obviously talented in this particular area of sex. You cried out as his tongue swirled around your bundle of nerves and sneakily dipped into your sex for a moment. Jimin's hands rubbed up your hips and wrapped around your thighs to keep you in place.

"Mmm, you taste amazing... How have I kept my hands off of you for this long? I deserve a reward," he mumbled into your core.

"You're getting it right now," you whipped back. Jimin cocked an eyebrow at you and seemed entertained by your remark.

"And I intend to enjoy every moment of it," he said, pulling away from your sex. You keened in annoyance. Jimin simply smiled at your whining and pulled his robe over his head.

Oh sweet fuck...

Was that ever an incredible sight.

You watched in amazement as his stomach flexed and his arms were revealed to you. He was ripped. You could hardly believe that this was the same guy who was giving you adorable smiles in the dressing room as you chatted.

His boxers didn't stand a chance against you. Without much more hesitation you lunged forward and yanked his underwear down and your hand was on his cock within an instant. Jimin let out a delicious little moan that you got on your knees and swallowed as you latched your lips onto his.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and groaned in pleasure as you ran your hand over his throbbing length. You could feel him bucking into your palm as you made out on the desk. Everyone in the room was dead silent and the only thing you could hear were the fans that were going to keep your cool and the sound of Jimin and you making out.

Finally, Jimin pulled his mouth away from yours. Not before biting down on your lip and pulling. You moaned and gripped onto his shoulder. He smirked and grabbed your hand on his cock.

"I know something that would be better than your hand on my cock, baby," he said. You nodded and got down on your hands and knees.

It didn't take another word between the two of you before your mouth was enveloping his dick. Jimin let out a low groan and pulled your hair away from your face. He wanted to watch every little motion you did. Every wince from his cock being too big for your mouth. Every choke as you tried to take more and more of him in your gorgeous mouth.

You hummed on his cock and watched as his knees trembled ever so slightly. His back arched a bit and shoved more of his length into your mouth. You gagged and your eyes watered and Jimin backed off, letting you breath for a moment. He even went as far as to clean the spit off of your mouth before easing his length back in.

Eventually the crew gave you two the go ahead and Jimin pulled his cock out of your mouth.

"And cut for the beginning portions! Lets fix her make-up a big and Jimin keep yourself up. Set the blanket in the shot so we can see it."

The director kept going on about what he wanted and where it was. Jimin was still hard as fuck and you couldn't keep your eyes off of him.

Your make-up woman came over and fixed your running mascara.

Once everything was touched up, Jimin came back over and picked you up in his arms. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kept yourself in an appealing position.

Everyone got into place and set up for the remainder of the shoot.

"Alright. No more stopping until we get the finish inside. Audio rolling. Camera rolling, standby... ACTION!"

Jimin grabbed the blanket on the shelf and threw it on the table, while still managing to hang onto you. After he adjusted the blanket he set you on your back and walked in between your legs.

"Is this really alright? I don't want to do anything you don't want to do," he said. You nodded and pulled him in for a kiss. It wasn't scripted, but you honestly couldn't pull yourself away from his lips.

He took it as your consent and started running his fingers over your lower lips, spreading your wetness all over your womanhood.

"Please hurry sir, I need you," you whimpered, gripping onto his shoulder.

Jimin nodded and pumped himself a few more times before pushing inside of you. You groaned at his size and length as he slowly eased inside of you. Jimin groaned and gasped as you clenched and adjusted around him.

"Jesus Christ you're so tight. How could you be so tight around me, baby?" he asked, licking his lips as they dried. You bit your lip and tried to think of something to say back, but all you could do was moan.

Jimin didn't seem to mind as he started to ease back and work himself into you. His dick was incredible inside of you. He was brushing against your G-spot immediately. You cried out and and arched your back into him.

Finally, you felt Jimin's hips meeting yours.

"Oh fuck... You alright? Because I need a minute," he whispered as he bit into your neck. You moaned and wrapped your arms around his neck and played with the bottom of his hairline and kissed his jaw.

"I'm okay," you whispered.

After a few moments Jimin started moving his hips in shallow thrusts. You cried out in shock and covered it as a moan of pleasure. There was slight pain at the adjustments but otherwise it felt incredible.

He knew what he was doing, that was for damn sure. Every little movement of his hips felt so good as he worked himself in and out of your tight heat. Jimin was becoming wrecked very quickly, although you had heard things about his stamina.

Was this just an act?  

You weren't sure.

All you knew is that he felt amazing and you could feel the startings of our orgasm approaching quickly.

After a while, Jimin seemed to get tired of the position you were in. The director nodded and the two of you changed it up.

Jimin had you get on your hands and knees and he entered you from behind. He felt much larger inside of you than he did before and he was hitting spots that you didn't even know existed.

Another thing that was turning you on was how much Jimin was playing to your kinks.

He would bite your shoulder and your neck, giving you that twinge of pain that made excitement pool in your stomach.

He was so large inside of you that you felt he was going to ruin you, but you didn't particularly care at this point. It felt too good for you to care about anything but him.

You didn't even know that you were filming anymore. All you cared about was the pleasure you were experiencing and the pleasure that Jimin was receiving from you as well.

Where were you?

Who were you?

Did it matter?

Did anything but you and him matter at this point?

Jimin seemed to be thinking similar things as he picked up the pace behind you.

"God you feel so good, I can't resist you any longer... I-I need you to be mine," he groaned.

The lewd sound of skin smacking on skin filled the room as you cried out your pleasure.

"I want to be yours! Make me yours sir!" you cried out, trying desperately to remember any parts of the script guidelines to talk about.

"I'm gonna cum baby, where do you want it?" he asked, even though it was already predetermined.

"Inside, cum inside me, please," you pleaded, running your nails across the desk you were set on.

Jimin kissed your back, before giving it a stingy little nip. You gasped as he did so.

Suddenly, he started pounding into you at an alarming rate. He was going so hard you thought he was going to fuck you off the table. But you didn't particularly mind that fact, it would be a work related injury anyways.

What a trip to the doctor's office that would be.

To snap you out of your humorous thoughts Jimin smacked into your pussy harshly. Your elbows collapsed and you fell against the table with a groan. Jimin was startled, but gripped onto your ass and started going even harder than he was before.

You could feel the pressure rising, getting closer to snapping. Jimin reached around the two of you and pressed his fingers into your clit, giving you that extra bit of pleasure to fall over the edge.

You cried out and started shaking and clenching around him.

"Fuck baby," he croaked out. You felt hot warmth splashing inside of you.

You shook with pleasure and collapsed on the table once Jimin pulled out of you.

After a few moments the crew started cleaning up and you were given a wash cloth. Jimin walked over with a serious look on his face.

What was wrong?

Did you do something wrong?

You didn't hear his safe word!

"You're going to be out of a job," he said.

Your stomach dropped and you didn't know what to do.

Just as you were about to burst into tears, Jimin rushed forward and kissed you with such a fierceness that you hadn't expected.

"You're going to be out of a job because no one but me will be fucking you ever again."

Um... Hi?

So, hello there.

There are almost 500 of you now. All of you in our little, but growing family!

Honestly, I’m so happy that you’re all here and ready to read! 

It’s smut and filth, but there are stories there. So God, I’m sorry.

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Hello there! Just me here. 

So, I have a question for you all. 

Would any of you be opposed to fluff and angst on this blog? I would definitely still be writing smut, don’t you worry. But sometimes it gets a little tiring to be writing the same style all the time, so maybe I want to branch out a little and get my feet wet. 

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