10 Out Of N Number Of Times That Jungkook Made Me Laugh/smile Until My Cheeks Hurt

10 out of n number of times that jungkook made me laugh/smile until my cheeks hurt

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just a ride home

18+ • drabble • yunho • pt. 1

you couldn’t make eye contact with him.

you haven’t worked with your friend thanks to a family thing since it happened but somehow Yunho “forgot” and now he’s stood in front of you seeming very unbothered about coming all the way there without seeing his girlfriend. the small bookstore is way too quiet right now for you to be in this situation.

his eyes are boring into you as you look everywhere else but him. he’s suppressing a smirk as he finally speaks again, “how have you been? I don’t talk to you much anymore.”

you blink a few times in quick succession. “uh, pretty good honestly. I’ve been feeling great lately.”

he hides his smile. “nice, i wonder why.”

“Yeah me t-” you stop, realizing what it could be. you look up, making eye contact and know he does too.

without a word you started the night’s closing duties so you could get the fuck out of there and away from him. you’re finishing up, when you go to tell him the store is closing. before you can speak, he says “i’ll drive you home.” 

“uhh i-i don’t know. your girlfriend might not like that.”

he looked confused. “let’s ask her then.” you stammer through telling him not to before he’s already saying “hey, i’m at the bookstore.” you can faintly hear her laugh and say something before he puts her on speaker. “well I know that now. it’s only ______ here closing up.”

“oh ______ is there? you should offer to drive her home.”

your eyes widen as you stare at the phone incredulously. Yunho’s smile widens like the cheshire cat as he looks to you. “really? she doesn’t have a car?”

“no and i hate her walking home or trying to catch the bus that late. please. and if she says anything say i told you to offer. ok?”

“ok! i’ll go ask her.” they say their goodbyes before hanging up and looking like he’s waiting.

“i’ll go get my stuff.”

•

the whole ride your heart is beating out of your chest.

as you get closer to your place, he finally speaks. “you’re awfully quiet.”

you don’t say anything, unsure of how to answer.

“did something happen, tiny?” you freeze up at the nickname. he notices right away trying to keep a grin at bay when he realizes he can’t start so normal if he wants to make progress. you’re too bashfully right now. he has to tease you.

he can do that.

“you look so tense. are you thinking about something?” silence, “well i am. i’m curious about something that happened the other day. you probably knew i’d come fuck her stupid. is that why you told her you couldn’t cum? because you came just fine for me.” 

“that’s different” you mumbled.

“what’s that? he asks with a grin

“that’s different! I hadn’t cum in so long I think it was inevitable.” you say as he pulls in. he parks in the dark parking lot, shutting off the car.

“hmm, is that right?” he says getting comfortable in his seat half facing you. you’re squirming under the weight of his gaze. “do I make you uncomfortable?”

you shook your head, eyes fixed on your twiddling thumbs.

“have you been able to cum again since?”

you hesitate before nodding.

“without thinking about our phone call?”

you don’t respond and he huffs a laugh.

“do you want to?”

“Yunho, you have a girlfriend. even touching me is wrong.”

“oh I won’t be touching you, tiny”

you frown at that despite your own statement a second prior.

“aww, you disappointed, tiny?”

there’s that name again. that alone sends more wetness to your core than you’ve had fully entangled with another person. how did he do it with just a nickname??

“don’t worry, i’m not leaving you alone, we’re gonna do it together. how about that?” he says as he rubs himself through his pants. he rests his head back with lidded eyes regarding you carefully. a small smirk spreads on his face as you start to squirm, not making eye contact still.

“how about i help a bit?”

“o-ok”

he smiles “lemme see how wet you are. and don’t pretend you aren’t, you have been rubbing those thighs together since I showed up.”

you adjust yourself half to face him given the limited space. you slowly lift the fabric of your skirt. he groans at the wet spot prominent on the cotton of the panties.

“so I was right” he palms himself a little harder. “fuck. move em to the side.”

you immediately do as he asks.

“that pussy is even prettier than I imagined.” you keen under his praise as he unzips his pants. you shouldn’t be surprised at how big he is as he frees himself. everything about him is big, from his height to his personality to his hands and now his cock. damn

“would you let me fuck it?” the simple question jolts you “would you let me fuck that pussy like it’s mine?”

‘it is yours’ is on the tip of your tongue. instead, you stroke your slit slowly “mhm”

“you probably already thought about it enough after our phone call so instead I’ll make you wait. make you crave it. i’ll kiss you till your lips are sore before I even let you touch it.”

“Yunho” you moan softly.

“touch yourself baby. I know you can.” so you do.

“I know you were playing with it that night. from how you haven’t been able to look me in the eye since you probably have alot since then too. haven’t you?”

he’s staring intensely as you play around your entrance, eyes closed not even noticing his eyes following your teasing. his mouth open slightly as he pleads in his head for you to slip a finger inside. you tease your entrance to the sound of his movements until you finally let a finger in. it slides in so easy and carefully between your wetness, he groans as it sinks in.

you open your eyes. noticing his gaze, you become bashful trying to close your legs. before he can stop you, already about to break the no touching unspoken rule, you moan, legs falling back open as you shudder. you unintentionally brushed your clit hard with your palm. fuck it felt good

your legs opened wider and he sped up his hand “that’s right, tiny. you can’t hide it from me. we’re not done playing yet. let me see your tits.”

you don’t process it at first, staring at his cock as you pleasure yourself

“tiny”

you look up making real eye contact for the first time. this is when you realize how close he actually is. “pull your shirt down”

without looking away you use your free hand to tug down the low cut shirt and bra, taking one in hand immediately. you roll the nipple between your fingers, moaning lowly as you struggle to keep your eyes open. it feels too good but you don’t want to break his gaze. it spurs you on more, massaging harder as your hand speeds up. wordlessly he does the same.

you whimper, your leg moving to try to open yourself wider.

“tiny”

“hmm”

“add another finger” you’re not sure why, as he isn’t even glancing down, before you realize: it’s for you, not him. he knows you need more. since he can’t give you his cock he’ll help you out how he can.

“faster”

you did as he said

his free hand grasps his thigh hard.

you wanted his big hand on your thigh so bad. not even anything sexual you just needed his touch. but you weren’t going to cross that line. you look back up to find him staring at your chest and you get brave.

“Yunho”

“yes, tiny”

“how would you fuck me?”

he seems shocked for a second before huffing out a chuckle.

“oh tiny, don’t ask dangerous questions.”

“it’s not da-”

“yes it is.”

he pauses for a long moment to let out a long sign at the pleasure “it is.” His eyes are closed now with his head thrown back more. “you don’t even know how dangerous and that makes it more so. Look at you” he lifts his head, eyes raking over your sweaty form as your hand speeds up “you don’t even know how dangerous you are.”

you bite your lip. not quite sure of what he’s saying but the look in his eye is saying a lot by itself.

“you could get fucked however you want by whoever and instead you’re in a hot car with me fucking your cunt like a whore because I said so. yes, you’re fucking dangerous.”

a moan slips from your lips and you whimper at your own inability to not show how affected you are but the fire in you’re stomach is making you care so much less. your hand speeds up.

“curl your fingers. don’t stop listening to me now.” He says at your hesitation “make that pussy feel good. you obviously want to. you’re probably trying not to think about my fingers doing it for you. or are you past that? probably going straight to my cock huh? you’ve seen it now you think you can take it.” he chuckles as he shakes his head. “you're probably too tight to take me properly anyway so take my fingers and be happy”

he’s speaking like it’s actually his fingers curling to your spot. It helps bc the fire in your core becomes unimaginable.

“Tiny do me a favor.”

you whimper in reply

“cum”

white spreads behind your eyes as the dam of fire breaks. the sound you scream out into the air of the car sends him over the edge as well. He milks himself dry as you jolt a bit, as you come down closing your thighs on your own hand, almost unable to stop fucking yourself despite how sensitive you are. you don’t even fully realize he came until he sighs in contentment and mild sensitivity as well, his hand covered in his own release.

“yunho”

“yes tiny,“ he answers breathlessly.

the vulgar words of asking for a taste are on the tip of your tongue. you know it’s crossing the imaginary line you’ve drawn so instead you say “thank you yunho”

•

when you’re settled in bed you get a text. the words on the screen keep you up a little longer that night with your hands between your legs

“i would fuck you to prove what you are. mine.”

yoongi, jimin, taehyung and jungkook naming their free fire pets characters after the members 😆

…

[who owns you?]

pairing: dilf!chan x reader , brief coworker!jeongin x reader

smut.

warnings. cheating. hard dom. yandere. degrading. implied murder. angry sex. orgasm denial. humilation. just rlly dirty.

word count. 1.2k

request. @devil-child-710: I currently think yandere!dilf chan.. chan as sweet yandere, such a cute cry baby for y/n, will do literally ANYTHING for her, love her A LOT and never hurt her no matter what. And one day he found out about his wife, y/n cheating on him with her co-worker jeongin and that where the table turns.. soft and sweet chan turn into hard dom chris.. punish her so bad.

you fell in love with your husband for how gentle he was. he was always ready to assist you in any way that you needed him to.

immediately you knew that chan would be an amazing father. even when he came home way too late at night and immediately jumped into the shower after you called him on your lunch break frustrated about someone at work.

but despite his late nights, he'd always make time for his little family. his strong yet soft hands putting your daughters hair in a braid for a tea party with her stuffed animals.

but his kindheartedness was his downfall. you were bored. ever since the two of you met, you waited for his gentle hands to wrap around your throat and whisper about how pathetic you were.

you desperately tried to make your little fantasy a reality, testing him with your brattiness and revealing outfits. but all he would do is offer you a gentle smile and it became beyond frustrating.

eventually, you had to give up.

you found yourself bringing home your coworker, jeongin, on nights when chan was still working in the studio and your daughter was asleep in her bed.

jeongin offered you things that chan didn't. he was rough, making you scream and shake until you were an incomprehensible mess. exactly what you had been missing out on for the past five years with chan.

his hands wrapped around your throat, your mouth wide open as he pounded into you mercilessly.

"you like that, don't you? what if your husband walked in this room right now and saw me claiming you like the little bitch you are, hm?"

you could only moan in response, tugging on his hair as his hands brushed against your clit, feeling the knot in your stomach building.

but tonight, jeongin must've spoken the words into existence, your face going pale as your bedroom door slammed open.

"who the fuck are you?" chan hissed as you scrambled to cover yourself, jeongin already pulling up his pants.

chan stared holes into the back of your coworkers head as he scrambled out the door, neither of them saying a word.

you gulped when the door was closed, trying to find the words to explain yourself. "you were being too gentle with me." was all that you could whisper, regret banging through your chest.

you thought you could get away with it. now, would your little girl grow up without a dad? would you get a divorce?

"too gentle?" chan echoed, fists clenching and eyebrows narrowing.

squeezing your eyes shut, you gulped, unsure of what your husband would do. you trusted him, knowing he would never hurt you. but at the same time, you've never done something like this before.

"are you mad?" you couldn't help but whisper, already knowing the answer.

you gasped when your chin was grabbed, forcing you to look up at his face. you opened your eyes to see chan in a completely new light— one that made your thighs squeeze closed.

"how many times have you and that man fucked?"

"i don't know, chan," you answered hesitantly, but chan didn't seem satisfied.

"chris." he corrected immediately, inching closer to your face, chest flush against yours. you moved back and almost fell back onto the bed. chris chuckled at how amusing you were, scared of his reaction.

"do you know how many times i've wanted to tie you to this bed and wreck you? do you know why i haven't done it?"

"why?" you asked, watching him undo his belt.

"because i know that you couldn't handle it."

"i can handle it." you assured him as he ripped off his shirt. this is exactly what you have always wanted from him. and apparently this is what he had wanted too.

"you're such a little whore, aren't you? was i not enough for you? do you need to be taught a lesson?"

you felt a slap ring through the air and a harsh sting on your ass, the panties barely doing anything to help the sharp sensation.

"do you know where you belong?"

confusion contoured your face at the question before there was a grip on your hair, pushing you down onto your knees in front of him.

"you belong in front of my feet. know your place."

squeezing your thighs together, you pulled down his pants and boxers, already knowing what he wanted.

"i'm going to use you like the little fucktoy that you are. you're all just for my pleasure, hm?"

this new side of chan had you hot all over.

"who owns you?"

"you do," you answered obediently, not wanting to get yourself into any more trouble.

"good girl. now open your filthy mouth."

you wasted no time, following each of his instructions as you sucked him off.

the way he pulled at your hair was delicious, making you moan around him. he made a makeshift ponytail with his hands, tugging you off of his dick just to force you to take more of him, blinking away tears.

he began to control the speed, facefucking into you as you gagged around him.

when he reached his orgasm, you could only hope that he'd pay attention to you now and the way you were squirming under him, desperate for friction.

a sigh of relief fell from your lips as he was pushing you onto your king sized bed, pulling down your soaked underwear.

"do you like this? do you like me catching you being the dirty little whore you are?"

he applied pressure to your clit and rubbed small circles, making you jolt, "were you this wet for that pathetic little coworker?"

"no, chan—" "chris." he stopped his movements as a punishment.

"chris, please," you whined. his hands dug into your thighs as if he expected something of you.

"who do you belong to? who's pussy is this?" he growled.

"yours, chris."

"then why are you giving it to other people?"

you moaned, almost annoyed, wanting him to shut up and just continue.

when he got no response, he landed a slap on your ass, the sound ringing through the room.

"such a fucking greedy whore. you couldn't help but want more, hm?"

when you didn't respond to that eachother, there was another slap. "you're a greedy little whore. say it."

"yes sir, i'm a greedy whore."

"good girl." that must've satisfied him, because he licked a long stripe up to your clit. you yelped and grabbed onto his hair at the sudden touch, arching your back as he sucked on your clit.

he chuckled against you at your reaction, the hot vibrations making your eyes roll back as he violated your clit.

it didn't take long for your brain to turn to mush. you were a moaning incoherent mess, about to come undone.

your orgasm washed through your body, knees buckling against chan's head as he worked you through your high.

overstimulation made you yelp as he continued to eat you out, your hands tugging on his hair and beginning to feel yourself become worked up again.

after your second orgasm, chan showed enough mercy to detach himself from your cunt, wiping your juices off of his chin and giving you a sadistic grin.

"baby, we're just beginning. you're never going to need another man again."

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