I Really Love The Idea Of The Over Simulation Or Rough Fucking. When Youre Pleading Or Crying But When

I really love the idea of the over simulation or rough fucking. When you’re pleading or crying but when your partner asks “color” you say "Green”, a wicked smile spreads across their face.

Like IMAGINE YUNHO DOINV THIS OH MY HJD

I’m about to start posting Part two of Reconciliation in currency but I’m nervous 😅

How is it so far? It’s a bit short in part one so it’s digestible but they’re gonna be a little longer starting now

I’m about to lose my mind. I’ve been trying to find this story that I read so long ago

Reader and Jungkook(or Jimin? I don’t remember but I think it was jk) are in a relationship but he has a flirty thing with his friend Taehyung. Reader hates Taehyung bc he used to be with her but left her(I think) but they work together. She tells Jungkook she doesn’t wanna be with Tae but JK ends up kinda mad/sad because he knows Tae likes her and he likes Tae. In the end I believe they’re all together. I wanna say Tae was her old boy toy and jk is her new one but Tae left her for a girl.I haven’t been able to think about anything else but finding this story

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the monsters in all of us (m) 1 l jjk

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pairing: vampire!Jungkook x Reader

genre: established relationship(like really established), vampires, mythical creatures, blood, angst, thriller, smut, no seriously SMUT

summary:  an ageless couple find themselves grappling with the consequences of the inner demons they've kept at bay for centuries.

word count: 1398

a/n: Here she is. Fresh outta 2019. Once again this is from my old blog not plagiarism, don't yell at me.

Your hand smooths over your cheek. The skin as smooth as it has always been. Sometimes you wonder when you will show age only to dismiss the thought.

“Helloooo!” the sudden sound makes you pull your hand away before a smile appears on your face. The voice is coming from the kitchen. You round the corner just in time to see Lily sticking a finger in the pot of food cooling on the stove with a light-haired man in tow. “Don’t stick your dirty fingers in there! And take your shoes off.”

“Nag Nag Nag. Who are you, my mother?” she teases.

“Last time I checked.”

“I’d love to see that birth certificate.” the man laughs. You hold in a laugh as she shoots you a warning look to which you smile. The timer over the stove dings and you reach down before stopping yourself and sliding on the oven mitt. You cast a wary glance at the man in your home before taking out the fresh cookies.

You start to walk to the living room but stop abruptly. “Daniel, are you hurt?”

His eyes widen. “Uh, Y-Yeah. How did you-”

“I can see it.” You answer quickly, pointing to the barely visible wound on his arm. “You’ve practically bled through the flimsy bandage.”

Before he can say anything else, you offer a friendly smile and tug him behind you to the bathroom. Lily follows close behind.

Carefully you remove the bandage, instantly becoming weak. There was way more blood than you imagined.

“If you can’t stand blood I’m sure Lily can help me. She cleaned my cut from the other day.” He explains, obviously having noticed the change in your face.

You shake away the feeling as best you can. “The other day? How often do you hurt yourself?” Lily is examining the cut from the doorway.

“Not often usually. I don’t even remember how I hurt myself last time.” He paused, thick eyebrows furrowing. “Come to think of it, I don’t remember how I hurt myself this time either.”

Steady hands place a new bandage over the freshly cleaned wound.

“Just be careful.”

He nods mindlessly though still wondering about the strange injury.

You guide them back to the main area when you hear the front door. His lean frame comes into view, making you melt the way you have every day for what feels like a blissful eternity. A happiness feels your chest as you simply watch him slide off his shoes.

But he freezes. You know he smells him. He looks up to meet your eyes but all you can do is lightly shrug.

“Jungkook?”

His face scrunches in a silent complaint before turning into the main area. “Ah, Lily and Daniel!” Lily jumps up to hug him as Daniel awkwardly stands to the side offering a “Jungkook, Hey.”

The possibility of Jungkook making a blunt comment so early in the night has you stopping him before he can, “Anyone want cookies?”

She closed the door behind him with a smile until she turned around and spotted you and Jungkook’s identical faces. “Don’t.”

“End it.”

“You’ve been saying that for a year now, you should realize I’m not taking your advice, Jungkook.” He narrowed his eyes, ready to retort but you placed a hand on his chest.

“Lily, he’s not terrible he’s just… not that bright. Why him?”

“Yeah! He’s a foreigner!” Jungkook yelled while clearing the table.

“Yah! ” you yelled.

“Well, foreigners aren’t the same as they were in your day. They’re crazier now….weirder.” He made frantic motions with his hands. Lily laughed.

“Yeah well, I could say the same about people here! Remember the dude before Daniel? What was it…Se Jun?”

“Just one d-”

“Or Lee Do! Or-”

“Ok ok! Can we just agree all mortals are weirder than they used to be?” You all laughed in agreement.

“Alright, I should probably leave. I need to call Daniel. He’s probably shaking at Jungkook’s intimidation.”

“Jungkook to mortals, Dad to you!” He called after her.

She waved him off as she left. “Bye mom, bye Jungkook.” He shook his head.

“12, 24, or 120? The world may never know.” You laughed.

For every bit of bliss running through your system, there was an equal amount of lust fueled adrenaline. The stranger’s blonde hair tickled your skin and her sounds further fueled your fire. Your hips ground down harder allowing Jungkook to fill you so deliciously. The red of your eyes peered down at him from over her shoulder with a sinful gaze.

Jungkook’s fingers squeezed her thighs in harsh approval of your climax he could tell was coming. Your face dug into her neck with one hand scratching a slow trail down the valley between her dripping breasts, the other half way around her waist to move her hips quicker with yours as you clenched around Jungkook.

“Come on. My sinful kitten fucking herself so well on my cock. Cum for us.” A long finger coming to flick over her breast before bringing it to his lips with a contented yet strained groan.

A loud drawn out whine turned scream rips from your throat to accompany the blonde’s as your climax hits.

It isn’t until you come down you dislodge your nails from their grip on her skin. You move away from her neck, sparing one final lick at the area before crawling off of Jungkook to the open space on the bed with a content sigh.  

“Fuck, that felt good.”

You notice he’s being quiet. You look over and see him, head buried in the stranger’s neck, with a hand over his length. “Jungkook!”

He pulls away. “What?”

“Aren’t you done?”

“She is still alive so no.”

You look down to the body between the two of you. And sure enough, beneath the hair covering her face, you see her eyes still looking between the two of you.

“Hm, I suppose so. She’s almost there though.”

“Good, so am I.” He smirks, tongue going to lick the tears rolling down her cheek.

You roll your eyes. “You can have her. I’m satisfied.”

“Aww come on,” he whines, large hand leisurely running up and down his cock.

You bite your lip, the offer more than tempting. But you shake your head walking to the kitchen fully naked, blood dried around your mouth and breasts. You take a moment to take in unnecessary breaths before pouring some water into a mug and placing it in the microwave.

Metallic and delicious aroma of fresh blood lets you know he’s in the room.

“She is treating that boy like a snack pack,” you say solemnly.

“Again?”

The microwave beeps and you take out the black mug, completely oblivious to the heat against your fingers.

“She’s getting more reckless, Kook.” You stir in a tea bag with a frown. “Daniel had a pretty bad wound that looked fresh. I could smell him bleeding through his bandage. He said he didn’t even remember how he got it! Or the one a few days ago!”

His hand pushed back his mussed locks dragging blood with it.

“We might have to rehab her.”

“Jesus, _____. She is barely 120 and we have already rehabbed her 5 times! Even I only had to once! You never have!! Where the fuck are these wild impulses coming from?”

“Will it even work anymore?” you worried.

“It’s got to. There’s no other choice.”

“Last time she didn’t speak to us for a decade.”

“Ten out of 120 isn’t bad.”

“Rehab is an option but-”

“But nothing! We’re vampires for god sake, not monsters!”

“But we are constantly being hunted like it! We can’t afford a slip-up!” You glower at him. “If you don’t want to assimilate-”

“It won’t come to that! I will never let it come to that!” He turns to stalk back to the bedroom with a low growl you could barely make out. “I’ll kill anyone I have to to prevent it.”

The drying smell of the latest victim was barely even a distraction for you. The closest to a trigger you’ve been in a while was Daniel’s hand earlier but even that was much stronger than normal. The irony of what you just did to the stranger in your bedroom remains lost to you in the grand scheme of things but a wake up call is on the horizon.

Reconciliation In Currency 3(M) l kth

Three: The Interview

pairing: Sugar Daddy!Taehyung x Reader

genre: best friends to strangers, sugar daddy/sugar baby, best friends to lovers(i guess?), angst, smut

summary:  After leaving for “better opportunities”, you come back home six years later to see the main person you left behind isn’t quite the same person and the only way to know him again is through sex and money.

 word count: 1530

a/n: The Interview is finally here. After three years, I've finally finished it. It’s nothing special but it is not what the reader probably expected of her day lmao A little short but this concludes part one of the story. Now we can get into the angst... and more smut

“Taehyung, I am not-”

“Do you want the job?” His tone was sharp as he stared at you with a look you had never seen him give.

“Uh, yes.”

“Then strip.” He turned around, further undressing.

You stared at him for a moment. Were you really going to do this? Not like you hadn’t thought of it before but like this?

“I don’t hear zippers or clothes falling.”

A bite of your lip was all you mustered before your fingers came to your blouse. You fiddled with one button nervously before deciding to slide off your blazer. Uncertainty was clear as you didnt know what to next. You wanted the job but did you have to do something like this? 

“I know you like to be strong headed but all I need is your mouth.” He squished your cheeks together with his hand.

You nodded.

A subtle smirk came on his lips before disappearing as he roughly grabbed your hair and pushed you on your knees. “Show me why I should pick you.”

You can’t deny that part of you was hoping for the thing you should’ve done years ago, a sweet kiss to your lips, before anything else but his cock in your mouth was still something right?

Taking him out of his pants was nothing but feeling him in your hand was strange. Hearing his deep voice moan while you wrapped your lips around the tip was surreal. The visual of him leaning against the desk with hands firmly clenching the ends of it while he looked down at you with hooded eyes was not something you expected to ever happen but damn if you weren’t going to remember this for when you were alone. You pull back, kitten licking the head of his cock to get a reaction. He hisses before grabbing your hair tightly. “You’re not here to tease, Ms _______”

Something about that sends a chill through you. Was that a warning?

You clench your thighs subconsciously. You brace yourself with a deep breath before taking him as far as you could. 

His mouth open fell open but he caught himself, biting his lip with a groan. “Fuck.”

He looked down. The sight of you on your knees was almost too much and yet you’d barely started. 

He wasn’t going to pick you, that much he was sure of, too weird. But maybe he could have fun since this would never happen again.

It wasn’t until he felt the way you started pulling back before taking more of his length down your throat that his thoughts went a bit haywire. He didn’t expect you to take so much of him.

Tae is a bit longer than normal but wider than most people he is with expect. Easing into taking his cock is usually expected but to try and take him all was a bit wild. Still an overachiever.

You repeatedly took him in and out before letting up a bit to run your tongue from his balls up to the tip. It was obvious by the glint off your eyes that you were tearing up, most likely haven taken too much but he couldn’t say it didnt make the grip on your hair tighter. He wanted you to do it again. Shove you so far down tears would be streaming down your pretty face. He didnt have a moment to think about it because you were taking him in your mouth again, this time a bit more cautious with your hand filling in the slack with firm strokes. He felt himself nearing his end.

With quick movements, he pulled you from him and up on your feet. He didnt bother looking you in the eye before he turned you around. Rough hands pushing you over the desk. It was fast but calculated. He knew what he wanted next and you weren’t going to stop him. Why? You didn’t quite know.

“Stay like that.” You nodded.

He stared for a moment. The weight of your eyes no longer hindering his glance. You legs looked so long and amazing like that, thighs waiting to be grabbed and spread apart. His eyes trailed up to you obediently laid across the desk. As pretty as ever from any angle. 

Fuck, focus.

His hands pushed up your skirt to reveal the panty clad ass underneath. He couldn’t help himself. He needed to test if you could take it. 

Not that he would hire you.

A smack was heard before you registered it. Your body jolting before you even realized what had happened. He’d slapped your ass. And rather hard

“Were you always always hiding this ass from me, ______”  He grabbed a handful, kneading it in his hand.

You were too dumbfounded to speak properly. “I-I-”

“You what?” He smacked your ass again. The same cheek. Partly wanting to see if you could handle it, partly because he wanted to see your skin get red.

This time he heard it. You moaned.

A sly smirk spread across his face. Grabbing your ass again he leaned over your body, pressing you into the desk. “I heard that.” he whispered.

Your face was hot as you bit down on your lip as if you could take it back. You didn’t want to give him your sounds. Maybe it was better to do so for the sake of the job but you were not in the realm of reality anymore. There was no thought of a job in your brain. It all seemed like a wet dream of the man you envisioned Tae had become.

“It’s ok, i dont mind working for more.” he chuckled. As his weight lifted some from your back you waited for the feeling of your panties coming down or at least to the side, even spreading your legs some to accommodate for them passing your thighs but instead you felt the wetness of your saliva on his cock breaching your thighs instead. He carefully guided them together a bit more before groaning. He leaned back over you, bracing part of his weight on his hands on either side of you. Slowly he rocked his hips, cock gliding between your silky thighs. He stays steady with his slow pace before he feels it.

The wetness growing just above where he is fucking your thighs. You're getting wetter every moment he is using you to get off. 

You're so focused on keeping in any sounds at the feeling that you dont realize hes gotten close to your ear again until he rasps out. “You like being used like this. Knowing I’m using these thighs to get off? Is that why this cunt is getting so wet?”

This time you cant control it. You whimper. Its a little pathetic if youre being honest but it has an affect on Taehyung clearly. He sits up grabbing the back of your neck before speeding up.

His pace is nothing short of self indulgent but in his haste hes even closer to your heat now, every few drags of his cock brushing your clit. It shouldnt feel as good as it does but youre gripping the desk harder. He notices with mild pleasure, lip pulling between his teeth with a smirk. He didn’t intend on letting you cum but just for the hell of it, just to give you something to think about he purposefully moves to make sure every single thrust meets your clit. The pace is so hard he feels himself close to sinking between the lips of your heat, clothing be damned. His grip on your neck tightens as he throws he head back. As if still on the same wavelength, you reach your peek at almost the same time. The shocks hitting your body the same time you feel warmth pool right at the front of your thighs. He slows to a stop as he comes down from his high.

You spread your legs the little bit you can feel to move them though its basically nothing. 

He steps back from you. A hand on your untouched cheek makes you think he is going to sooth the area that is no doubt angry red but instead you feel something smear against you. He rubbed the head of his cock against your red cheek before tucking himself back into his suit pants. 

You weren’t sure what to make of that as you rested your head on the wooden desk keeping you from slumping on the ground.

He walked around the desk, observing you as you catch your breath.

You look up and meet his eyes.

He smiles slightly, reminding you of how you remember him, the playful and lovingly weird man you befriended years ago.

He bites his lip to cover the smile before bending down. You crane your neck thinking, and hoping, for a kiss. Instead he stops barely two inches away from your lips.

“You’ve got the job.”

With that, he presses a button on the other side of his desk and disappears into his private bathroom. The voice of the woman at the front desk comes over the intercom “Miss _______ you can meet me in the front.”

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I don’t know why I imagine Chan having triplets.

Like first pregnancy triplets.

It’d be so cute. Like he’s trying so hard to be the best dad while working and supporting his partner. Then they prank him that they’re pregnant again😂😂 This man would go pale LMAOOO like “haha honey that’s-thats greaaaat…” while he’s about the pass out. He’s thinking to himself it better not be twins.

When they reveal it’s a prank, he’d still have to catch his breath. Poor boy would be traumatized with sex for a while