Oooo Can You Do When Jeanie Pranks Jungkook By Saying Another Mans Name? Love The Fictions Keep It Up!

oooo can you do when Jeanie pranks jungkook by saying another man’s name? Love the fictions keep it up!

Sure! I'm going to keep the 'wrong name' basis but add my own twist :) Hope it still meets your requests.

*just for this imagine Jungkook has continued down his path as a singer/member of BTS. Not a boxer but everything else remains the same

Pairing: Jungkook x Jenentte

"Guess what I learned about your daddy?" Jennette asked to Peanut as she swung her legs to the right. She wiped her daughter's hind legs with a moist wipe, removing all of the urine.

"Appa?"

"Yes! Guess what I learned about him." Jennette tossed the wipe into the trashcan, sliding up the fresh diaper up Peanut's legs. She babbled a response squirming slightly from the cold air. Tilting her up, her polka-dot leggings rose with no issue.

"His English name is Justin. Isn't that a funny name?" Wiggling her nose against Peanut's, causing her to laugh. Her two baby teeth peeked out of her gums. As quickly as Peanut was growing up, she was starting to resemble a lot like her mother. Those first few months of baldness were over and she had a decent amount of hair. If Jennette used a small rubber band, she could do pigtails.

"Why would he want to name himself Justin. Your appa is so silly." She carried Peanut in her arms and walked out of the woman's bathroom. "Let's prank him, okay?"

Not really sure what her mother was stating, Peanut clapped.

"Appa. Appa."

They returned to the table of three where Jungkook was sitting. Peanut slid perfectly into the restaurant's booster. It had been a while since the family of three had been out in public together. With Jungkook's commitments and Jennette's new managerial role their time together was limited.

But with the members pursuing solo endeavors now, it was the most free time Jungkook has had in a really long time. He was spending every moment possible with his family.

"Peanut cheese!" Jungkook pulled out his phone, taking pictures. Ever since he became a father, he's found no reason to take a picture of Peanut. Her first time at a restaurant, he took a picture. First time touching the grass, he took a picture. First time using the potty, you guessed it. He took a picture.

Like a subject of classical conditioning, Peanut started cheesing. Her cheeks were open, her eyes closed, and drool slipped down her mouth. Jennette jokes that if Peanut were to model, she wouldn't be camera shy.

"Justin, can you pass me that napkin?"

Watching the clear liquid string down onto Peanut's shirt, Jungkook moved with haste. Not even registering the name Jennette just called him.

"What did you say?

Before Jennette could respond, the waiter brought the food out.

The steam coming from his plate enticed him. Jennette was treating him to breakfast at a black-owned restaurant. He decided to be spontaneous and try shrimp and grits. Looking at his dish, he could tell his shrimp was well seasoned. The grits were thick and cheesy.

Taking a spoonful, he had to bite his tongue from releasing a satisfied moan. The grits were hotter than he anticipated, but they were too good for him to spit out. So he tried to cool it off with his mouth.

Nodding his head he quoted the saying of food reviewer Keith Lee.

"For sho, you right on." He fed himself another spoonful. "I don't know why you kept me from this place for so long. It's so good."

Jennette smiled, seeing Jungkook enjoy his food.

"Well this can become our little spot."

"Absolutely."

"Justin." Peanut grabbed onto Jungkook's shoulder. She wanted to get his attention and try some of his bowl's food.

"Who's Justin, baby?"

"You're Justin, Justin."

"What?" Jungkook was addled. Slowly scooping up a Peanut appropriate amount of grits. Who the fuck was Justin? This man who apparently has been around his girl and baby. Jungkook looked to Jennette for a clue, but her face was neutral.

"Tell appa who Justin is baby."

"Pleaseeee." She leaned her body, trying to get closer to the spoon of grits in Jungkook's hand.

Not denying his baby girl the grits any longer, he fed her. Watching the good food hit her belly. She smiled, then opened her mouth again.

"Justin look at this funny meme." Jennette laughed while showing her phone. It was a funny new parent post of Instagram that Jennette had been following since she learned she was pregnant.

Taking her phone, Jungkook tucked her phone under his thigh. "Who the hell is Justin? Cause it's not me, and you got my Peanut repeating after you."

"Just a guy I know."

"Who is he." Jungkook's tone was becoming more assertive. He was tired of repeating of himself. And the longer he was going without knowing 'Justin's identity the more he feared ruining this nice family breakfast.

"Jennette, please, my patience is thinning out."

Taking him at his word, Jennette answered his question.

"I found an old video of you saying that you wanted to go by Justin. I shared that with Peanut in the bathroom. It was just a prank, there's no Justin."

Jungkook's face immediately softened. He playfully rolled his eyes. Knowing exactly what interview you were referring to.

"Oh gosh, you watched that clip." He physically cringed. Peanut whined still wanting some grits. Jungkook pulled her onto his lap. Feeding the remaining of his grits to his baby girl.

"I'd hate to be Justin right now." Jennette laughed.

"Whatever." Jungkook kissed Peanut's cheek. Enjoying the rest of the breakfast hour with his little family.

AND SCENE <3

Happy holidays to all of my beautiful followers and readers. May the holidays be enjoyable and relaxing for you. 2024 is just around the corner. Wonderful things are waiting for you. Smooches ~~~

Jungkook x Jennette Oneshot Requests

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if you have any ideas you want to see the family go through feel free to share. I’m working on a long piece and I have no clue when it’ll be done. But i don’t want to desert them yk. :)

angel | JJK (18+)

❀one-shot❀

❥pairing: fuckboy!jungkook X inexperienced!reader // black!reader

❥genre: university AU, angst, smut, some fluff

❥summary: After giving your virginity to the university’s most notorious fuckboy, he’s on a mission to slut your innocent ass out and take all that he can get... [OR] small collection of fuckboy jk turning you out...

❥ !!warnings!!: preying and plotting, some coercion to engage in sexual activities but is all consensual, manipulation, insecurity

❥other warnings: solo/mutual masturbation, cumming, mentions of fingering, oral (fem and male receiving), exhibitionism, sexual intercourse, riding

❥notice: Angel is the nickname Jungkook gave reader.

-If you don’t get the metaphor at the end then just look it up in urban dictionary or ask🏃🏽‍♀️.

❥ word count: 5.2k

❥ pic inspo: 😩Bye because the picture gives me college fuckboy//college crush vibes and when I saw it... the fit, the pose... yeahhhhh I still can’t think straight about what I would let this type of mf do to me.

-author’s note: I loved writing this so much idk why but hope you enjoyyy!!!🤍✨

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“W-What if someone sees...?”

“The windows are tinted, angel,” Jungkook reminds you with a gentle swipe of his tatted hand under your chin so that you can look at him and not what he just pulled out of his cargo pants. He chuckles at your wary expression and big, worried eyes. “C’mon, don’t be scared... Just touch it a little.”

You bite your lip and can’t help but to turn and glance out the front windshield of Jungkook’s Mustang. The windows are tinted, but it doesn’t calm your nerves to see so many people walking and hanging about the parking lot before class. Someone’s even parked right next to the car on Jungkook’s side. He really wants to do this now? He’s at more risk of getting caught.

However, you can’t deny that you are into it. You’ve never touched a dick before, only having felt Jungkook’s in you a week ago. He’s huge, too... And it’s so much more nice looking at it in the morning sun than in a dark room. You wonder if he constantly stays trimmed because he sleeps with a lot of people. Nonetheless, his hard cock in your face is giving you the confidence to pleasure him. He did the same for you.

You’re afraid to mess up under his scrutinizing gaze, his eyes boring into your concentrated face. You’ve seen some videos on male masturbation, but never someone else doing it for them. Did guys actually like it when others touched them in this way? What was the purpose? Maybe it feels the same way as it did when Jungkook had his fingers inside of you, though that was different since you never really touched yourself. You automatically liked what he did to you.

“What’s going on in that pretty little head, angel?” Jungkook murmurs as he leans over to kiss your cheek. You’re sure he can feel how warm they are.

“J-Just... n-nervous,” you answer, fidgeting with your fingers. You really don’t want to disappoint him. And it sucks that what’s running through your mind is all of the girls you’d seen him with before. Surely they could go through with this with no hassle. You don’t want to leave him unsatisfied. It’d be embarrassing. The rumors you heard would be true: Someone like her can’t even please someone like him. Well... they should’ve seen you take his cock.

“There’s no need to be,” Jungkook reassures you with another tap on your chin. “Do you want to watch me do it first?”

You suck in a breath. You could use this chance for your inexperienced mind to figure out how to do it. So you nod quickly. “Y-Yes.”

He grins at your eagerness. “You’re so cute.”

Your hands grip onto the armrest console as you watch him move his long sleeved, black pullover more out of the way so that you can see as much as possible in the small space of the car. His hand can just about wrap around his entire girth, but his hands are bigger compared to yours. You feel intimidated.

After licking over his palm, he demonstrates moving it up and down his shaft. “And have a good grip on it, too,” he breathes, your eyes blinking at how hot this is making you. “If it gets hard to stroke, just add more moisture.”

You nod, still staring at his member. You want to ask why it’s able to stand so erect like that and why is it twitching on its own, but something else catches your attention. “What’s that? Did you already...?”

Jungkook frowns and gazes down at his dick, cheeks flaring up when he sees you’re talking about the bead of precum at the tip. You thought he came. “Ah, it’s precum. Kinda like when you’re wet.”

Your body pricks up in goosebumps at this, because he’s aroused. For you to touch him? That’s... hot. You wonder if he had this with your first time with him. “So you’re like... wet, too?”

Jungkook preens at the more feminine term you use against him, mainly because it shows how ill-informed you are on this. At least he can teach you about it while breaking you out of your shyness.

“Basically,” he agrees, mouth pulling into a sexy smirk as he leans his head back against the head rest of his seat and glares over at you. His stare just made you wet alone. “Spit in your hand, angel.”

You feel your heart hammering in your chest as you lean off of your hands and hold your dominant one palm up. Gliding your tongue over your gums and cheeks, the saliva you gathered is spit into your hand. You gather up your anxieties as well and put them to the side in your head, being bold and reaching over to wrap your hand around his cock.

A deep moan falling from Jungkook’s mouth has you keening in praise. He’s bigger than your hand, and you don’t know what you expected a dick to feel like, but it wasn’t this. It feels a little different than it did inside of you with a condom, but it’s still like a... hard and heavy mass of flesh that feels like it might have a bone but doesn’t. The weight on your hand is weird, but the skin is so smooth feeling, including the veins running up the length of it. The wet head is even more soft and velvety.

“Mmm, you sure you haven’t done this before, angel?” Jungkook questions you with an airy chuckle at how fast you learned, but your eyes stay glued to his lap. Watching you touch him in such awe is reminding him of when you’d ran your hands over his torso, so intrigued by the ridges in his stomach like you’d never seen something like it up close. Well, you hadn’t before him.

Reaching over, he unlatches the white buttons of your long sleeve cardigan, revealing the hickeys he’d given you all over your chest last night when he paid a visit to your dorm room. Seeing his marks on you turns him on even more.

Jungkook hasn’t even noticed how fast your soft and damp hands has brought him to the edge until he’s groaning really loudly. His torso arches back for a few seconds and then crunches forward with another moan. Before you know it, jizz is oozing over your fingers and knuckles, some even getting on his cargo pants. It’s interesting to see. Especially this up close.

You’re staring at him when he opens his eyes, your chest heaving as much as his. Is this how it felt when Jungkook made you cum on his fingers last night? On his member? Like he experienced the orgasm as well? The sense of pride in oneself for successfully pleasuring the other?

“Did you like that?” He asks as he bends his head down to kiss on your neck, hands cupping your tank top covered chest that you realize is now exposed.

“Y-Yeah,” you voice as confidently as you can as he pulls away. He’s still smirking with cockiness, and you swear all you see right now is him throwing his head back with parted lips and cumming over your hand. It just happened, and it’s already stuck in your mind. You barely got over his tatted fingers up your sex or him thrusting his hips in and out of you, being haunted by the visionary throughout the past few nights and this morning in your dreams... And now this...

He hums as he pulls out fast food napkins from the glove compartment, cleaning the strings of cum off your hands first and then himself. Taking a quick glance out the front view windshield, you’re glad to see that the crowds of people in the parking lot are dispersing, meaning classes are about to start. You’re not glad to see your friends chatting and loitering near the entrance. You forgot that they wanted to walk with you today...

Jungkook grabs your bag from the backseat before he gets his and asks if you have everything. Nodding, you pull down the sun blocking visor to look at yourself in the mirror to make sure you don’t look sex crazed, even though you didn’t have any sex. Jungkook just... makes you look like you’re high all the time, and your friends notice it. Blown out pupils and everything.

You don’t even bother to worry about your eyes or clammy forehead, because the dark hickeys on your brown skin has your attention the most. You go to button your cardigan back up, but Jungkook’s hand sliding over your lacy tank top in the small mirror stops you.

“Leave em out,” he suggests with the cutest pout. “For me?”

Despite your upper chest and collarbone looking like you had Dracula sucking on you, you give in. “O-Okay.” Your friends were going to say something about it, but you liked pleasing Jungkook more.

You get out of the car with your things, hoping that everyone around you chooses to mind their business today. Unfortunately, that is almost impossible for people to do when someone like you gets out of the car with someone like your newly acquired acquaintance. Jungkook doesn’t care about the stares you both get when he hugs you tightly around the waist in front of his car, kissing your forehead like he does to the other girls he gives rides to.

“Uhm... bye,” you say, not exactly knowing what to say to him in this instance.

“I’ll see you later, angel,” he says with a smirk and a wink, tapping you on the ass as a farewell. You feel so weird with this type of “affection”...

Jungkook smiles to himself as he watches you walk across the parking lot, wondering if you will keep your cardigan open the entire day. Even your little nerd friends needed to know that you were about to be his and his only.

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“No one’s looking, angel.”

You beg to differ with how much your skin is covered in goosebumps and how fast your heart is beating. It feels like someone is watching. Or maybe it’s you that is watching this scene unfold from an outside point of view and causing that feeling. Because looking around, the campus football field is not empty, and the stands you and Jungkook are sitting on are shadowed by passing clouds only a little. The football players practicing may not even know you and Jungkook are on the bleachers, but the area is so... open.

Jungkook tugs you closer to him and drops his hand on your bare leg. You’re wearing a skirt today. “Angel... Just give them to me...” he coerces, lips attaching to the weak spot on the side of your neck, caressing too high up your thighs.

You don’t know why, but you end up stammering an “O-Okay...” with no hesitation. Jungkook is convincing and makes you feel so secure and safe along with it.

Glancing down at the field again to make sure you both are not being watched, you bite your lip as you bring your hands under your skirt, pinching the band at your waist. You quickly lift your lower half off of the bleachers, sliding your lacy underwear down your brown legs and over your platforms, handing them off to Jungkook with a blazing face.

“I was about to call you a good girl until I saw your panties,” he explains, literally holding them up to the sun and inspecting them. “Why are you wearing lace? And a thong—?”

“J-Jungkook—!” you quickly grab his hand so that he can hide them away, but he’s laughing like it’s hilarious. You feel a little humiliated.

“My angel wants to look sexy and not show me,” he states with a fake frown, and you can finally breathe when you see him tuck the skimpy material into his pants pocket. “Bad girl... I should buy you cute underwear, too, then, hm?” He suggests, pulling you into his lap and caressing you to calm you down when he sees how embarrassed you clearly are. “Since you seem to like it...”

“I-I guess...” you mumble shyly, eyes staring down at the field of football players running back and forth, too timid to look back at the man holding you.

“You’ll send me pictures?” He questions, hands going to squeeze along your chest, and you use all your strength to hold back the urge to arch your body and grind against his lap.

His question is intimate. You might send him some... though you’re still new to... all of this. You’ve seen each other naked, but Jungkook is the one who’s always sending scandalous pictures or videos, especially when you’re in a class or in the middle of the night. You’ve only sent him a boob picture that didn’t really show much, but Jungkook still has it as his phone screensaver. You guess you could get more open with him, seeing as you’re a bit more comfortable now than you were when you sent that first “nude”.

“M-Maybe,” you answer, and Jungkook hums. Your response may mean yes or no in definition, but for Jungkook, yes is written all over it. Once he’s proposed an idea, you won’t get it out of your naive head anytime soon because you know that’s what he wants. He really has you wrapped around his finger, but never will he think for a second that you don’t have him wrapped around yours as well.

Jungkook smirks to himself when you send him nudes later that night, the confidence emitting from them in how you pose and expose your body letting him know that he’s getting there.

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“You’re not paying attention to me...”

“I-I told you I had to finish some work when you asked to come over,” you mumble, your face still glued to your textbook while Jungkook groans and plops down on your bed. He brought you Korean barbecue food and snacks to eat with you, but you’re too busy worrying about college work.

“But, angel,” he whines. He actually can’t believe he is begging for your attention. Usually it was the other way around with girls he messed with before, but engaging with you was different, kind of challenging, new, and fun. He doesn’t see himself leaving you anytime soon, and it honestly makes him feel weird. “Is the textbook more important than me?”

“Well, are you about to take this quiz for me and pass it with a hundred?” You question, flicking his nose when he literally bites your book like a puppy and tries to pull it away from you.

He groans again, giving up, lying his head on your thighs and shaking his headful of fluffy hair. “No...”

“Okay, then...” you cutely giggle. “I’m almost done, and the quiz shouldn’t take long.”

“Good, because my angel needs to eat,” he casually responds, reaching for your television remote and flicking through the channels. You find yourself smiling at how much he seems to care for you. You’re still so shy and anxious around him, but he has his ways of making you comfortable, even if it is out of your comfort zone. You like him. A lot.

You finish up your work and pass the homework quiz with flying colors, Jungkook hopping up and getting the takeout from your makeshift dresser once he sees you toss your textbook and computer on the floor. You laugh at how quickly he has everything splayed out, handing you chopsticks—which he taught you how to use—but ends up feeding you from his own chopsticks, because he’s trying to get you to taste everything.

“Good?”

“Mhm,” you nod with a mouthful of Bulgogi. He cheeses.

After eating a late dinner, Jungkook decides that he wants to spend the night. While he goes to get an overnight bag from his place, you shower and do your night routine to get ready to relax in bed. He returns in a t-shirt and sweats, sliding into bed next to you and lying his head on your chest. He’s like a big man child with how he holds onto you with his face in your breasts, but you just run your fingers through his hair while you both watch late night sitcoms. You wonder if he has cute sleepovers like these with other girls...

Once it hits 1 in the morning, Jungkook is barely sleepy. You playing in his hair has given him a hard on that he didn’t even think he could get this way. You affect him too much.

Moaning, Jungkook slowly lifts his head up to say “You’re makin me hard, angel...” in a raspy voice. You push his fluffy hair out of his face so that you can analyze how worked up he looks with that lazy yet sinful gaze of his. Your legs press together at this news, and you tongue the inside of your cheek, a habit you picked up from him.

“I-I’m sorry?” You respond in a confused tone. You like that you can make him aroused easily, but is that a bad thing?

Jungkook’s grip around your torso loosens as he sits up over your frame, the TV light casting his shadow over your face. “Why are you apologizing, angel?”

“I... don’t know,” you answer, your hand boldly falling from his hair to his broad shoulders, tentatively running down the taut muscles of his pecs and abs over his tee. You bite your lip at how quickly your mind short circuits at the feel of his body. Would he give it to you again if you asked?

Jungkook just hums and bends down. Not only do you feel his lips on your chest, but you can feel how hard he is sitting against your inner thigh. A moan of his name slips from your mouth when you clench his shirt for dear life, taking it upon yourself to grind down on him.

“Extra horny tonight, hm?” He concludes, hands rubbing down your sides while he trails those kisses up your collarbone. You’re excited for what he might have for you next. And it looks like you didn’t have to try to ask with the “Gonna put my tongue all in you, angel...” he tells you.

You whimper at his promise, already practically feeling his tongue gliding in and out of your entrance just at the thought of it. You feel so wicked for wanting it as much as he gives. Jungkook kisses you with a laugh at how fast you’re trying to hump his erection through his sweatpants, flicking his tongue into your mouth to give you a preview.

“You get needier every time I do it,” he sits up with that signature smirk you can spot even with the shadows on his face. You feel filthy yet so loved under his stare.

Pushing the blankets away, he gets up on his knees to have access to your form lying down below him. Lifting your tank top over your stomach, he grabs for your tiny gray shorts that you were already seeping through. No wonder. You’re not wearing any underwear.

“You plotting on me?” He playfully asks, and you turn your head in embarrassment, because, yes, you’d went commando with thoughts of this happening. It was no point in ruining a pair of underwear when you know he eats you out damn near every day... Jungkook feels a little pleased over this, for he does the same to you: plot. You’re learning.

“M-Maybe,” you bite your lip, and Jungkook just smirks again, yanking you towards him and pushing your legs open so that he can have room. You gasp, hand going to hold his muscular arm to steady yourself, but he’s getting on his stomach and kissing down your thighs too quickly for you to catch a breath. Your fingers return right back to his hair as he glides his perfect tongue through your wet folds. Your friends don’t and will never understand why you continue to talk to him.

He moans along with you at the taste of your juices, how fast he has your legs quivering next to his head, and how much he enjoys getting you off like this. You’ve visibly gotten more confident in these encounters, and his hips can’t help but to hump against the sheets with how you’re really fucking yourself against his mouth, not holding back, letting yourself go and showing him how good it is. He goes to just give you what you really want, his tongue in your cunt, but you’re pushing him off and trying to get away. He stops.

“What is it?” He questions, panting as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, giving you leverage to leave his grip if you want to. He did not really expect the offer that comes next.

“C-Can I s-suck you off?”

You’re as soft and shy as Jungkook imagined you to be with your mouth wrapped around his leaking head, your body between his legs clad in just your pretty skin. He doesn’t care that you’re not able to take him all in your mouth yet. He doesn’t care that you’re struggling since it’s your first time. The fact that you’re allowing him to show you how to do it and trying to please him so much is about to make him bust quickly.

“Ah~” he huskily moans as he stares down at you from his position on the pillows. His hand is gently caressing the back of your neck, urging you to keep your mouth where he wants it without tugging on your bonnet. “You’re such a good girl for me, aren’t you, angel? You’ll let me fill your mouth?”

He might be pushing you too far ahead, but you nod with a moan at his suggestion. He cums at your consent, sticking his fingers in your mouth for you to suck on after you swallow his nut. There’s some tears running down your cheeks, too, from when you tried to push yourself to take him in too deep, to which he kisses the drops away as he places you up on the pillows he was laying in. He can’t even hide his own eagerness with how much he’s biting your legs and rubbing down them. He wants to finish eating you out like he intended to.

Your body can’t take the skilled licks and sucks he dooms onto you as per usual. You don’t even think you know the man between your legs when he stares back up at you with those daring, seductive eyes that make their appearance. He’s merciless with you trying to push his head away, grabbing both of your wrists in one hand and pinning one of your legs down to the bed with the other to leave you spread open for him so that you can’t run. His strength and unforgiving tongue fucking in and out of your entrance has you cumming all over his face. You’re embarrassed and almost disgusted with how much you let yourself loose in front of him this time, but he finds it so hot, licking up your climax with his tongue and finishing you out.

You feel... dirty. Until Jungkook leans over you to kiss you, praising your performance, still cooing at you as if you’re his innocent little angel.

He likes you this way, you notice.

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“W-Why this position?” You ask shyly, hands shaking over his chest. You’re positioned on top for the first time, and you feel everything but confident. He can see so much of you like this. It’s embarrassing for you, because you doubt you look desirable from his point of view.

“I want to see like this...” Jungkook tells you as he rubs his hands up your body, squeezing your chest and licking his lips. “Let you take control for a bit.”

He needs to stop looking at you like that, like he can’t turn away for even a second in the presence of your naked body. It’s making you more anxious.

“J-Jungkook...” you start to shy away from this one, but he just holds you tighter, encouraging your confidence.

“Please,” the man lying underneath you begs, softly caressing you. “I just wanna see how pretty you look for me. You’re so sexy.”

Your ego is inflating with his words and how his eyes are not looking anywhere but at your nudeness. He called you... sexy? You don’t think you’re anywhere near that term, however, Jungkook’s evident admiration in you makes you feel like it.

“H-How do I...?” You begin, glancing down at how you’re positioned over his bare hips and wondering how this is even going to work.

“You move your hips back and forth or up and down,” he directions. “Or whatever feels good to you, okay?”

You nod as he tilts you a bit forward with his left hand on your waist while he uses his right hand to reach down and grab his erection. “Will... you feel good, too?”

“Yeah,” he answers, his eyes meeting back up with yours. “It’s like how I make you feel good, except you’re on top.” At the press of his tip at your entrance, you tense in anticipation, but the push doesn’t come. “You put it in...” Oh. You guess you are actually doing all the work since you’re on top.

Jungkook doesn’t really plan to lie here and watch you on top of him the whole time. He just wants to see you fuck yourself up on his dick first.

Reaching back with an uncertain hand, you grab Jungkook’s shaft from him. Realizing that he isn’t going to move, you decide to push your body back. The gasp that escapes you when you feel the head squeeze between your folds is shaky but in want of more. Jungkook’s own groan has you trying to take all of him in to impress him, but this angle and your determination is making it harder and slightly more painful.

“Angel,” he scolds you with a grip on your hip. “Slow.” He helps to leisurely guide you all the way down on him so that he can carefully spread you without too much pain. The fact that you’re already greedy lets Jungkook know that your shy and quiet character is not going to last long.

“Fuck,” Jungkook spits out when he’s completely in. He’s doomed himself by coercing you into this position. He might not last long either.

“F-Fuck,” you curse back, and the man beneath you can’t even comprehend that you actually just cussed, because you dig your nails into his chest and lift your body forward. The slide feels so good like this. With another move of your hips, you feel him deeper than before, and a loud moan escapes you this time.

Jungkook can see the sweat forming on your face and skin already, your body tensing beneath the hold he has on your chest. “You like that, hm?” You’re already shallowly moving yourself back and forth on his cock, your eyes dazed. He wants you fucked stupid.

“Y-Yeah...” You stammer, trying to keep your focus on pleasing the dick in you instead of responding. You turn your head to avoid Jungkook’s stimulating eyes, but he reaches up to get you to look back down at him with a nudge of his fingers.

He has to keep his own stutter at bay with how good you’re going on him. “Look at me while you make me feel good, angel...” he moans.

“Hmph,” you huff, and all you receive is a harsh slap on the ass. Jungkook had forgotten what came with your type of confidence: the attitude you get when you know you have leverage over him. The ass slap did nothing but make you moan even more and push you to grind harder than before. He feels so good inside you, while you feel so good wrapped around him like this. “Hah— J-Jungkook~”

“Yeah?” Jungkook answers your call for him though you can’t really answer back, whatever you were going to say taking the form of babbling. With how you’re rocking against him with your ass in his palms, mouth falling open and hips moving quickly, he knows you can’t think straight. He can’t think straight himself, his inner thought spilling from his mouth in a groan. “Dick got you dumb, angel?”

You can’t answer to that either, too caught up in fucking yourself on him. Jungkook bites his lip when he sees you lean up off of him with your hands and move them backwards to plant them on his muscular thighs. Your body is more presented to him, and he has a clearer view of your pussy bouncing up and down his cock. Your whimpers and desperate moans fill Jungkook’s ears as you tighten your hold on his legs and throw your head back. He tries to keep his eyes on you as best he can through his hazy vision, but he knows for sure that you’re creaming his shit, it’s dripping all over him. Fuck... You’re his. Forever.

“Jungk-kook, Jungkook~” you repeat his name like a mantra, body stuttering, hands shaking. Jungkook’s moans are as loud as yours, and he’s not even thrusting back. He can’t think about pleasuring you when you’re doing it yourself. He’s obsessed with how you look right now, almost delirious, so fucked out. He’s gonna need this position more often.

You cum immediately, and Jungkook has to pull out because he doesn’t trust himself to stay in your tightness and work you through your climax without nutting himself. You’re not even done being out of character when you catch his dick with your cunt, letting his shaft slide up and down between your swollen folds. You look so sexy with that spark in your eye and with those whimpers when Jungkook cums between your soft lips, all over your pussy. The person he can turn you into has him wishing he’d went for your type earlier.

Jungkook catches your downfall before you wallow in it. He can already see your mind beginning to gear back up minutes later, your insecurities on the tip of his tongue. “You did so good, angel,” he praises breathlessly, sitting up and pulling you both hip to hip so that he can wrap his arms around you and kiss over your skin.

“I did?” You bring your lips to his, hands fitting into his hair.

“Mhm,” he slips his tongue out of your mouth. “You get all slutty on my dick, it’s cute. My little slut...” You squeak when he slaps your ass, kneading the flesh.

“Slut?” You inquire.

“My slut,” he corrects, and you grin because of his claim of ownership over you, not because you exactly understand the term.

After pulling you under his blankets with him, Jungkook is too giddy about tonight’s events. He thinks he’s done it, cracked your barrier. But he can’t help but think of how you’re fucking him up as much as he is you.

“I kinda wanna do that... thing again...” he whispers into your ear while you’re half asleep in his arms.

“What thing?”

“Make you my toaster strudel...” he subliminally answers, and it takes you a while to get the imagery. Jungkook smiles at how you get shy all over again. Despite slutting you out in sex, he doesn’t wish for your actual personality to go away. You’re too cute.

“M-Maybe again,” you respond.

There’s nothing else to say other than the fact that you indeed ended up looking like a toaster strudel the next morning.

Jungkook has a new screensaver.

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DayCare Moments|| JJK x OC

A/N: Taking a quick breather from nursing school to push this out. I miss Jennette and Jungkook (& Peanut too!)

Might add onto this later, but just wanted to post something.

Pairing: Jungkook x Jennette

Dropping off a Daycare...

Even when he is running late, Jungkook always walks hand in hand to the front door of the daycare. He could be meeting his favorite idol of all time and would still walk his Peanut into the building. He rings the doorbell of the home daycare. The late fifty-year-old black woman answered the door with a smile. A sleepy toddler on her hip.

"Have a good day." Jungkook watches Peanut's coils move in the wind as she enters the daycare. Within seconds, she conversed with Cameron, one of her daycare friends.

"I love you!" Jungkook raises his voice, seeing that Peanut didn't respond to his earlier statement. Remembering that her dad still existed, she wobbled back to the door.

"Love you!" Jungkook crouched down to her level before embracing her. With ease, he scooped her little body up. Blowing raspberries on her cheek as she squealed.

"Appa loves you so much. My peanut cup."

Placing her on the ground, he left one kiss on her forehead. Careful not to shift the Hello Kitty clips Jennette placed in her hair this morning. Peanut was at that stage where she wanted to pick out her clothes like mommy and daddy. However, she had the pickiness of her mother and got fussy if her hair or clothes were not neat.

With one hand touching her hair, she waved goodbye to her father. Jungkook smiled at the mini Jennette in front of him. He blew several kisses to her before turning around to walk back to his car.

❤︎

"What song are we listening to today, Peanut cup?" Jennette buckles in her toddler. Peanut was always given the aux cord when Jennette had to take the toddler to school. Plus, it was funny to hear Peanut's raspy voice sing beautifully off-key to the songs.

"The Red Panda song." Peanut grooved in her car seat. Two weeks ago, Jennette and Peanut watched the Disney animated film 'Turning Red'. Jennette didn't expect Peanut to like the movie as much as she did. As it wasn't necessarily focused on really young kids. But Peanut awwed and gushed over Mei Mei's panda form. Requesting Jungkook get her a red panda plushy (which arrived the next day from Amazon).

The second reason Peanut liked the movie so much was the songs the fictional boyband 4-Town sang. The most recognizable one 'Nobody Like U' was nicknamed the 'Red Panda song' by Panda. Jennette didn't complain much as it gave her a break from hearing 'Part of Your World' from the Little Mermaid.

Jennette played the song before pulling out of the driveway. Occasionally, I look in the rearview mirror to see Peanut dancing to the song. At some parts of the song, she would make up her own lyrics; she was in her own groove. Her head moved side to side as she sang her little heart out. Twenty minutes later, when they got to the daycare, Peanut was still singing the lyrics to 'Nobody Like U. '

Peanut Makes a Friend ...

Jungkook was doing some stretches on the carpet, listening to Peanut recap her day. She sat at the dining table, with a coloring book in front of her.

"... then it was time for recess, Cheese asked me to play hopscotch with him."

Jungkook paused, 'Cheese?'. What were parents naming their kids these days? Jungkook thought to himself. He didn't want to interrupt Peanut, with his growing list of questions.

"I was hopping like a bunny rabbit. Going like hop, hop, hop." Peanut mimics the hopping with the purple crayon in her hand.

"We had so much fun. I can't wait for recess tomorrow."

*next day*

"Bye bye, Ms.Potts, bye Gabby, bye Cheese!" She hugged the little boy. Peanut standing slightly over the little boy.

Jungkook smiled, watching the sweet interaction. One of his fears as a parent was Peanut being bullied. However, she appeared to be adjusting well at the daycare and had some friends.

"It's Chase, not 'cheese'." The little boy whined.

He pointed to the engraved lunchbox in his hand. Clear as day, the hand stitching spelled out 'Chase'. Quickly covering his mouth, not to laugh out loud. Jungkook ushered Peanut out of the front door.

❤︎

Jennette was making Peanut's lunch for school tomorrow when the four-year-old tapped her leg.

"Mommy am I allowed to have best friends?" She tilted her head, looking up at her mother so innocently.

"Yeah, you can have best friends."

A smile appeared on her face. "Good! I know Appa said I couldn't have girlfriends or boyfriends. But I wasn't sure about best friends."

"What's your best friend's name?"

"Cameron, Gabby, Chase, Makayla, Louis, and Bernard."

"Goodness, that's a lot of best friends." Jennette flipped the sandwich in the frying pan. She admired the golden brown color of the bread internally.

"We play at recess and sit beside each other in circle time."

Jennette nodded her head. The next time she picks Peanut off from school, she'll consciously look for all these 'best friends.'

A light bulb went off in Peanut's hand. She scurried around the corner out of Jenentte's sight. Brief ruffling could be heard. Sticking her head out slightly, Jennette wondered what Peanut was up to.

Surely enough, Peanut came around the corner with eight mini Rice Krispie treat bars in her hand.

"I hope you don't plan on eating all those tonight, miss ma'am."

"I was gonna share with my friends."

Peanut put on her puppy dog look for her mother. "Then why do you have eight. You named six friends?"

"Well, I was thinking about an extra for myself." She twisted a foot and looked down.

Jennette couldn't hide the laugh coming out of her mouth, even if she wanted too.

"Fine, Peanut. Fine."

Devoted to Trouble

Spider-Man!AU | Peter Parker!Jungkook x Reader

genre: fluff, smut, comedy, lil angst

rating: explicit

description: In which the whole world finds out Jungkook is Spider-Man, but he doesn’t care about anything but you. OR Can you survive seven days of Jungkook pining over you while his identity is exposed to the world?

word count: 11.5k

warnings: Seven JK… need I say more? JK being a SIMP, JK being a flirt, the entirety of the Seven MV being Peter Parker/Spider-Man coded, JK being a dork, JK is persistent and annoying but in an endearing way, fake death, cursing, the most respectable fuck boy!JK, he just loves you so much

smut warnings: oral sex (m & f receiving), standing 69, dirty talk, protected sex, face-riding, breast play, strength kink, standing sex, missionary, serpent’s embrace, that line from his working out live, multiple orgasms, sir kink, 

a/n: Hello! IT IS DONE. My two loves combined in one, Spider-Man + Jungkook! I just love the idea of JK being such an unserious Spider-Man/Peter Parker who only loves you and wants you and voila! He is your lovesick loser. :))) I sure hope you love him as much as I do. Feel free to let me know what you think! Thank you for reading. 

Monday

You didn’t know why you bothered dressing up for dinner when the end goal was to turn Jungkook down. After his identity was revealed to the public (source unknown), panic set in, and you realized that a future together was not possible. However, out of courtesy, you decided not to flake on the date after promising him. The boy was ecstatic, and deep down, you suspected his ego loved the fact he won over someone like you, who had consistently turned him down.

As you approached the restaurant door, someone unexpectedly rushed past you to open it himself. Startled by the sudden action, you jumped in surprise. 

“Jungkook? Oh my god, you scared me!” you exclaimed. He offered an apologetic smile, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head. You noticed his heavy breathing, wondering if he had exerted himself. “Did you run here?”

“Yeah, I was stopping a heist nearby and didn’t want you to wait long,” he replied.

Your heart softened at his thoughtfulness, but it also served as a reminder of why a future together would be challenging. “You didn’t have to waste your stamina. I just got here.”

“Trust me, babe. I have plenty of stamina.” 

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Scandal || KTH x OC

Pairing: Actor!Taehyung x !Actress! Mei Mei

Mei Mei and Taehyung are the leads for the spicy, hot, and jaw dropping spin off of NBC's Scandal. Instead of an affair in the Whitehouse, it's the love story of two political rival's children. The chemistry on screen and on the carpet is undeniable.

Red Carpet, 8:05 pm, Hollywood California

Mei Mei looked amazing. The lights were hitting his skin perfectly. Makeup is flawless, pores absent. Large fluffy lashes complimented her hazel eyes. She was serving in every sense of the word. No one could take away her shine, not even if they tried. The designer dress wrapped her body like a second skin. The dress had a deep plunge, showing off bits and pieces of her cleavage. It was the perfect balance of sexy and chic. It was the complete opposite of the character she played. Her character was preppy, conservative, and always had her shit together. Daughter of a Prime Minster, it was expected of her.

Her character wouldn't allow herself to expose so much skin, for stranger's eyes to look at. The only man who would even look at her fully naked body was her steamy fling, played by Tae.

Taehyung stood at the other end of the red carpet. His hair was slightly crimped and dangling over his eyes. His lips were straight, but his eyes smiled wide and extensive. His head turned slightly, spotting his castmate Mei Mei. A smile cracked his stoic look.

In seconds he took to stride across the carpet to get to Mei Mei was comical. His big hands found a natural rest on her hip bone. The pair hugged, Mei Mei careful not to rub her foundation on his face.

"It's so good to see you, baby." Mei Mei's manicured nails touched the bottom of his chin.

"Likewise." Taehyung

The cameras were eating up the interaction. There were already hour long compliations of 'TaeMei' on the internet. Combining from their scenes and interviews they've done together. Pop culture was doing everything in its power to, make this ship sail.

"You look beautiful." Taehyung shamelessly checked out Mei Mei. The dress rucching tightening in the back. Making her figure even more goddess-like. Mei Mei was already on the taller side. 5'8 without her typical heels. But now on the carpet she was standing roughly at 6'1. A stallion was the most appropriate way to describe her.

Taehyung loved tall women (short women too), but tall women were now digging a special place in his heart.

With arms interlocked the pair walked down to where some of the interviewers were stationed. Individually they have done hundreds of interviews. Only when doing interviews together, was it actually fun.l

What is your favorite scene you've done together?

Mei Mei immediately started laughing. She liked simple questions that showed Mei Mei the person, not but on an act and answer how her character would.

"I think the scene we did when our characters first met. Our characters got held for ransom, technically."

Mei Mei trailed off, but Tae was not in the same room as her. He was in a different reality. His eyes were just looking over the beautiful woman beside him. He couldn't help it.

Mei Mei was a gorgeous woman. He wasn't blind. One of the reason he was glad he was doing this romance drama was because he didn't have to fake attraction to hi screenpartner. It was all natural. Although he maintained a professional aspect, but if Mei Mei wanted to explore something, Tae would be down.

"I'm sorry. What was the question?" Tae lowered his eyes at the interviewer. Even a blind man could see that Tae was making her melt. Melt so much, that she started stuttering to get out the next question.

"What are some of your favorite looks this season."

"I wore a body fitted denim dress, with a long sleeve white blouse underneath. That was a memorable look for me on set. The second one-"

"Damn I remember that. You looked good, baby." He stepped behind Mei Mei, his hands wrapping around the front of her dress. Not necessarily resting on her stomach but more on her belly button. His veiny hands becoming an accessory for her dress.

"I love it when he calls me that." Mei Mei let out a girly screech.

"Thank you, baby." She returned the comment. Neither one of them packed down from the eye contact they were holding. Not giving a second thought to the cameras, still capturing every moment they shared. The interviewer long forgotten, she was too stunned that Tae give his infamous 'fuck me' eyes.

Taking the cue to move on, Mei Mei led Tae to the next interviewer, hand in hand. Oh for sure they were going to be the talk of the night.

Commenter 1: I love seeing my parents together

Commenter 2: I just know Tae's girlfriend is sliding down the wall Commenter 3: I need someone to look at me the way Tae looks at Mei Mei Commenter 4: They just need to launch the relationship at this point. It's getting ridiculous Commenter 5: Mei Mei is so pretty Commenter 6: I love seeing black women happy :)