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Backstage - Jungkook (M)

Request: Hey boo , could you do from the drabble2 26 and 25 with jungkookie ( if you can make it backstage that would be perfect ) , thanks xoxo

Warnings: semi-public sex, oral (f. receiving), unprotected sex (rubber up for Minx okay), creampie Word Count: 1.3K

Tbh I didn’t expect to get any requests but I have 19! Screw my final animation project looool

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You honestly didn’t mean to distract Jungkook before his concert. Even though you were dressed in a simple t-shirt and leggings, he was all over you just as the fans piled into the stadium, cheering for BTS. It was only when the staff had to do final makeup touches that he finally pulled away from you. Still, he stared at you from a distance, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

The first half of the concert went smoothly. You smiled as you watched Jimin perform on stage, moving ever so gracefully to the music and his beautiful voice filled the stadium, your body moving to the beats as they echoed off the walls backstage. When the song ended, the fans cheered and screamed as the lights dimmed and Jimin came running backstage, sweat dripping down the side of his face. Staff immediately surrounded him, handing him water and towels, others fanning him off.

“You did amazing, Jimin,” You said, ruffling his hair.

“Hey! You’re messing his hair up!” A female staff member yelled at you, making you snap your hand back to your side, a few giggles escaping from Jimin. “Come on, let’s fix this.” The staff member glared at me and directed Jimin to a chair, grabbing a comb and a blowdryer. Another staff member rushed Namjoon to put on his jacket then pushed him out on stage for his solo performance.

“Hey, where’s Kook?” You asked, looking around to see if you could find him yourself.

“He’s getting ready,” Jimin answered with a smile, cocking his head to the door across from the room we stood in. “Maybe you should go talk to him. Give him some… encouragement.” Jimin winked at you, making you groan and roll your eyes.

“You’re so irritating.” As you turned around to exit the room, Jimin yelled at you, giving you a stern look.

“Try not to make a mess!”

You turned around to flip him off before entering Jungkook’s dressing room, closing the door gently behind you. As you locked the door, a pair of hands gripped your shoulders and pinned you against the wall, Jungkook’s lips immediately attaching to your neck. His hands gripped at your waist, fingers pressing into your skin underneath your shirt. You gasped and tapped his shoulder, trying to pry him off of you.

“You’re on next, get dressed!” You whispered harshly. He was still in his jeans and sweatshirt, but despite the rush to get dressed for his performance, he seemed to invest all of his energy into you.

“Fuck, that can wait. I want you now,” Jungkook mumbled against your throat, moving to connect his lips with yours. His tongue quickly entered your mouth, battling with your own, your lips moving harmoniously against each other. Your fingers tangled in his hair, slightly pulling, earning a groan from Jungkook as he dug his hands under your thighs, lifting you up and against the wall. You crossed your legs around his body and he attacked your neck again, biting a certain spot that had you whimpering. He smirked against your skin, fingers rubbing against your lower back. “I found a weak spot on you, didn’t I?”

Jungkook dove back in to nibble on the same spot, then darted out his tongue to soothe the sore skin. A jolt of excitement shot straight to your core, a small moan escaping your lips. As much as you wanted him, there was no way you could finish with enough time for him to get ready and go on stage.

“Babe, fuck- not here,” You said, tapping his shoulder again.

“I’ll fuck you right here, right now, Y/N,” Jungkook warned, hands trailing down to grip your ass. He suddenly stepped back and you yelped, holding onto his body as he made his way over to the counter, setting you down on top of it after clearing out a space for you, not caring about the numerous products that fell on the floor. He quickly hooked his fingers around your leggings and panties, pulling them down in one fell swoop. His mouth attached to your pussy, a strained moan falling past your lips.

His tongue plunged into your core, his thumb rubbing small circles into your clit. Your hands gripped at his hair as you threw your head back, lost in the pleasure. His other hand swiped at your entrance, and he pushed two fingers in to join his tongue, curling them until they hit that sweet spot that made you melt into a moaning mess. He flicked his tongue against your clit, then began sucking around it, his fingers pounding into you at a steady pace.

“Fuck, Jungkook!” You moaned, pressing his face deeper into your core. You felt him smirk against you before he switched his fingers and mouth, going much faster than before. You felt the familiar coil beginning to tighten in the pit of your stomach, but just as you were about to hit your peak, Jungkook pulled away. “What the fuck?”

“Three minutes, Jungkook!” A staff member yelled from outside the door, followed by a low ‘I don’t get paid enough for this.’

“No time to waste, baby,” Jungkook smirked, undressing his lower half. He nearly fell over trying to get out of his jeans, but he was quickly able to line himself up and slam into you. You gasped and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you as he began to move in and out of you, setting a fast pace from the very start. His arms were placed on either side of you, trapping you underneath him as he pounded into you, sending your body jolting with every thrust. You cursed and dragged your nails down his arms just as he leaned down to kiss you. 

His cock filled you up so perfectly, it was like you were made for each other. Beads of sweat dripped down the side of his face as he fucked into you faster, swallowing your loud moans. It was all so much, feeling his cock brushing against your walls, hitting your g-spot with every thrust, his tongue fighting with yours. You leaned your head back and let out a lewd moan, trying to speak only to come out as a stuttering mess.

“F-Fuck, J-Jungkook-” You whined, feeling your chest tighten as you felt yourself growing closer to the edge. By the way Jungkook’s hips were slowing down, you could tell he was almost there too.

“I know, baby,” Jungkook groaned, slamming into you. He moved one hand to tease your clit, rubbing it in all directions, pushing you to your edge. You screamed out his name as a flash of white took over your vision, your walls clenching around his cock. He cursed under his breath and after a few thrusts, he was cumming inside you, your name falling from his lips as he twitched inside you. You both took a moment to catch your breaths, and just as he pulled out of you, you heard a knock on the door.

“One minute!” The same staff member from before yelled. 

“I know!” Jungkook yelled and turned back to you to press a short, sweet kiss to your lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” You smiled. You grabbed a tissue and cleaned yourself up as Jungkook rushed to put his jeans back on, the shadow of the staff member showing underneath the door, foot tapping impatiently. You dressed yourself back up as quickly as possible and opened the door, smiling innocently at the short woman in front of you. “What’s up?”

“Oh, lord. Come on, Jungkook,” She groaned, scurrying inside to grab Jungkook’s arm. She checked his skin as they walked out, grumbling under her breath. “Please tell me she didn’t give you any hickeys.”

A smile spread across your lips as you heard Jungkook laugh, shaking his head adorably. You waved goodbye to him, leaning against the wall, thinking to yourself as your boyfriend walked away to get ready for his performance.

Maybe you should’ve given him a hickey.

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Can’t Hold Back - Yoongi (M)

Request: Aye can I get a 45 and 80 for Yoongi?

Warnings: Use of word “oppa” (we already know it’s his kink let’s be real), cursing, unprotected sex (pls wrap your willy), creampie

Word Count: 1.2K

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“An hour! You couldn’t even sit still for an hour, Yoongi!” You groaned, throwing your wallet onto the couch as you entered your apartment, your boyfriend shuffling in behind you. He let out an exasperated sigh, and you could already tell he was rolling his eyes, even though you were focused on taking your shoes off. “How horny do you have to be to bother me for an hour straight while I’m with my coworkers?”

“I’m sorry, jagiya. You know how I am,” Yoongi hummed, stepping behind you, his hands holding your hips. You could already feel his bulge pressing into your ass from behind, and the fact that he was holding you against him didn’t exactly help either. “Whenever I look at you all I can think about is you moaning my name.”

“Charming,” You said, standing up to walk over to the couch, sitting down. Your hand reached for the remote and you flipped through the channels, not looking for anything in particular. Yoongi took his shoes and coat off then made his way over to you, sitting beside you, his arm swinging around you to pull you into his chest. 

“I love you~” Yoongi gushed, ruffling your hair.

“Oh, so now you wanna act innocent,” You huffed, pulling away to focus back on the television. You came across the National Geographic channel, showing a documentary on the loss of polar bear habitats. You leaned back, listening to the narrator speak about the animals as Yoongi laid down, resting his head in your lap. You groaned and scooted over, letting his head drop onto the cushion. 

“Rude.”

“You know what’s rude? Feeling me up under the table while I’m talking with my friends!” Yoongi sat up and nestled his face into the crook of your neck, his hot breath hitting your skin as he wrapped his arms around you. He kissed your collarbone, whispering against your skin.

“I wish I could control myself better around you, but when I see you, all I want to do is rip your clothes off and fuck you.”

You huffed and flipped to the next channel, which turned out to be a priest giving some sort of sermon to a full church. You quickly switched the channel, feeling awkward about the situation. Yoongi licked a stripe up your neck and sucked on your skin, leaving a purple bruise in its wake. 

“The things I want to do to you, baby girl,” Yoongi moaned, rubbing his hand on the inside of your thigh, nearing closer to your core with every second. His fingers walked up your thigh and cupped your heat, making you jolt at his touch. 

“What do you want to do to me, oppa?” You teased, smiling a little as you heard him curse under his breath. He suddenly held your shoulders and flipped you over onto your back, his figure hovering over you. His eyes were dark and needy.

“I wanna make you feel good,” Yoongi said, leaning down to kiss your jawline. You gripped onto his shirt when he pushed his hips into yours, his erection now more prominent. “Fuck you until your legs are shaking and you’re begging me to let you cum.”

“Then why don’t you?” Yoongi jerked his head back, eyes narrowing as he looked you over for a moment, the silence between you overbearing. Suddenly he pulled you to sit up and ripped open your shirt, a loud tear filling the room as he threw it to the side. You gasped and glared at him. “Yoongi!”

“I’ll buy you a new one,” He muttered before unclipping your bra, throwing it away so he could attach his mouth to your nipple. You bit your lip and laid back on the couch, letting his hands roam around your body. His hand slipped underneath your jeans and teased your clit, earning a moan from you. 

He pulled back to undo your jeans and tug them off, shoving them and your panties aside. He stood up and began stripping out of his clothes, his eyes locked with yours the entire time. You couldn’t help but notice the wetness beginning to pool between your thighs under his intense stare. He kicked his jeans aside and climbed back over you, pressing a quick kiss to your lips. 

“Do you know how beautiful you are?” Yoongi said in a low voice, tracing your figure with his fingers. You gripped his cock, earning a hiss from him. “Fuck, baby girl.”

“Do you want me, oppa?” You asked, smirking a little as you saw him come undone over you.

“Fuck, fuck yes,” He grunted, taking your hand away from his length to grip it himself, positioning himself between your folds. He ran the head of his cock up and down, coating it in your arousal. You bucked your hips up, wanting to feel him inside of you already. “So eager. You want oppa’s cock, baby?”

“Yes, oh my god, yes. Please,” You begged, pinching your eyes shut in anticipation. You heard Yoongi hum, and suddenly, he rammed into you, making you scream out and grip the back of his neck. You threw your head back over the armrest and moaned as he began to move, already picking up speed even though you had just started. 

His cock slammed into you relentlessly as he grabbed your tits, squeezing them with every thrust. He let out a low moan as he ran his thumbs over your nipples, continuing to thrust in and out of you, your walls clenching around him. His hips rolled over yours, making you squeak out in ecstasy as he moved quickly and roughly, pounding into you without hesitation, tits bouncing with every thrust.

“Such a good girl,” Yoongi praised, squeezing your breasts harshly, sending a jolt of pleasure straight down to your heat. He moved one hand down to play with your clit, rubbing it wildly with no remorse. You clenched around him, cursing loudly as you leaned your head back again, his hips still moving against yours. “Fuck. You gonna come for me, baby girl?”

“Yes! Please let me cum,” You whined, arms hanging over your head. Yoongi’s movements slowed down, but they were still just as rough as before, you were sure you would be sore the next day. You bit your bottom lip, shutting your eyes as you felt him twitch inside you. The combined feeling of his cock hitting your g-spot and his thumb pressing into your clit had you screaming profanities as you squeezed around him, letting the tension in your body release as you found your own.

Yoongi cursed loudly and grabbed your hips, pulling you down as he thrusted upwards into you, and within a few seconds, he was reaching his high, loud moans escaping from his mouth. He sank into you and leaned over you, releasing his load inside you as he caught his breath. Ever so slowly, he pulled out, licking his lips while he watched his cum drop out of your pussy and onto the couch.

Yoongi looked back at you and smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips. You kissed back willingly, tangling your fingers in his hair as you tilted your head, opening your mouth to give him more access. He laughed and caught your bottom lip between his teeth, pulling away from you slowly. 

“Still mad at me?” Yoongi asked, quirking up an eyebrow. You sighed and rolled your eyes, still smiling up at him nonetheless.

“You’re lucky I love you, you idiot,” You laughed, flicking his forehead.

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Hold Me - Seokjin (M)

Request: 2 and 80 for the drabbles thingie 💕💕

Warnings: uwu soft Jin, fingering, it's pretty tame tbh

Word Count: 1.2K

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“Jagiya! I’m home!” You heard your boyfriend Seokjin yell from the foyer. 

“I’m in bed!” You shouted, laughing to yourself at the sight of you in bed in pajamas, hair messy and snacks littering the bedside table. You paused your movie as you heard Jin’s footsteps nearing closer to the bedroom door, and eventually, he peeked in, smiling at you. His eyes shifted to your laptop and he sighed, crossing his arms.

“Don’t you have a paper to write?” He nagged, setting his coat on the armchair in the corner of the room. You shrugged and sat up, moving the laptop off of your lap.

“It’s not due for another five days,” You said nonchalantly.

“You just love to procrastinate, don’t you?” Seokjin laughed, making his way over to you to sit on the edge of the bed beside you. He leaned over and squinted at your screen. “What are you watching?”

“This stupid movie on Netflix. It makes no sense whatsoever! The plot is so predictable and the characters show no development. It’s like they’re a bunch of corporate goonies mashed into a dystopian mess meant to be inspiring, but it’s just lame,” You complained, pulling up the surprisingly good reviews for the movie. “Look! How can people give this a good rating?”

“You’re so cute when you get into your movie critic mode.” Seokjin laughed again, grabbing the side of your face to pull you into a kiss. You smiled and placed your hand over his, interlocking your fingers as he moved his plump lips against yours. He kissed you sweetly, his love for you emanated through the way his lips worked against yours, his thumb running over your jaw as he deepened the kiss, tilting his head to lean further in. 

He swiped his tongue on your lower lip, asking for permission to enter your mouth, which you gladly granted, opening your mouth to allow him to slip his tongue in and initiate a battle with your own. His tongue worked against yours, easily dominating you within seconds, but he was still so gentle.

He disconnected his lips from yours to attach them to your jawline, sucking on the skin lightly. He moved just under your ear, kissing there only to earn a hitched breath from you. You felt him smirk against your skin.

“I found a weak spot on you, didn’t I?” He whispered, nipping at the same area before running his tongue over it, soothing the red spot on your skin. His hand trailed up underneath your tank top, squeezing at your bare breast. “I love you so much, jagiya. So much.”

“I love you too, Jin,” You smiled, only to cut yourself off with a gasp as he suddenly pulled away to lift you up and lay you back on the bed before climbing over you. He slipped his hand under your pants and rubbed your clit through your panties, the sudden stimulation making you jump. 

“Do you know how beautiful you are?” Jin smiled, kissing your forehead as he moved your panties to the side, swiping his fingers over your heat. You shuddered and gripped at his shoulder, hiding your face in his chest. Circling his fingers around your heat, he slowly pushed his fingers in until your lips met his knuckles. He curled them inside you, brushing against your sensitive walls. You bit your lip to suppress a moan as he carefully pumped his fingers in and out of you, his lips working against the skin of your neck. “You’re already so wet, jagiya.”

“I missed you,” You whispered, gasping as he nipped at the spot underneath your ear again. He pushed his fingers deep into you, curling them to hit that sweet spot that had you moaning his name. “Jin…”

“I know, jagi,” He mumbled, pressing his thumb against your clit. You let out a muffled whimper as he pulled his fingers out and licked them, keeping his eyes locked on you the entire time. He stood up and began undoing his belt, taking his time to undress in front of you. You bit your lip, taking in his figure. No matter how many times you saw him naked, you were breathless every time your eyes laid upon his gorgeous body. 

Seokjin tugged you to your feet and quickly hooked his fingers under the hem of your tank top, raising it over your head before throwing it off to the side. He connected his lips with yours for a brief moment, then bent over to undress your lower half. He directed you onto the bed, laying you on your back before reaching into the bedside drawer for a condom. Ripping the packet open with his teeth, he quickly rolled it onto his length and climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between your legs. He took your legs and hoisted them on his shoulders, moving forward to slightly press your legs against your chest. Your stomach fluttered from the new position.

“You ready, baby?” Jin whispered. You nodded and he sucked in a breath as he gripped his member, slowly pushing into you. You let out a sinful groan, taking in the feeling of him stretching you out so well. He moaned quietly, sinking into you until he couldn’t go any further. He looked to you for assurance, and you nodded, giving him the okay to move. 

Seokjin braced himself and placed his hands on either side of your body, pulling back out just to thrust back in. You cursed, relishing in the fact that it’d been so long since you two had sex, and finally, he was here. You gripped his wrists, shutting your eyes as he snapped his hips forward, forming a steady rhythm. He rocked in and out of you, hands gripping the sheets as he let out small grunts with every thrust. You moaned softly, enjoying the new angle, allowing him to sink deep into you, his length brushing against your g-spot.

You felt the familiar clenching in your lower gut as he picked up speed, rocking into you at a faster pace, sweat dripping down his forehead. You threw your head back into the pillow, clenching around him with a need for release. 

“You close, jagi?” Seokjin whispered, moving your legs off of his shoulders to lean down and kiss your neck, sucking on the skin until he left a bruise. 

“Yes, I’m so close, Jin,” You moaned. Jin slipped one hand down between your thighs to rub circles into your clit, ultimately sending you over the edge as you came around him, your walls clenching from the pleasure. Jin cursed under his breath and thrusted a few more times before you felt him twitch inside of you, spilling into the condom. 

You both took a moment to come down from your highs, then Jin gently pulled out of you and threw the condom into the trash before laying beside you, his arm thrown over your abdomen. He pulled a blanket over your naked bodies and pressed a kiss to your neck. You smiled and placed your hand over his, interlocking your fingers.

“I love you, Y/N,” Seokjin whispered into your ear. You shut your eyes and hummed with content before you fell into a deep sleep beside him.

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Drunk in Love - Taehyung (M)

Request: drabble list :51,68,88 with any member please. also i love you’re writing! tysm!!!

Warnings: semi-public sex, both reader and Tae are a little drunk which may be triggering for some, rough sex, cum play, unprotected sex (wrap that meat up), big dick Tae, size kink, marking, slight praise kink, dom!Taehyung, scratching, pussy spanking, dirty talk, squirting, creampie

Word Count: 2K

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Lights and loud music blared through the house, dozens of drunken bodies dancing close together, red solo cups filled with alcohol in their hands, raised high in the air. The bass of the music reverberated against the thick walls, shaking the floors as people grounded against each other, throwing personal space out of the window for the night. 

Taehyung stood in the kitchen, taking a swig of his drink when his friend Jimin came drunkenly swaying into the room, leaning up against the counter beside Taehyung. His breath reeked of alcohol, but anyone could figure out he was god awful drunk just by looking at him.

“Tae-“ Jimin said, hiccuping before continuing to speak. “Hyung. Whatsuup?”

“Dude, you’re wasted,” Taehyung laughed, patting Jimin’s back, pushing a burp out of his mouth. 

“No, I’m fine! I’m absolutely fine, dude!” Jimin slurred one second, and the next he was clutching his stomach and leaning back. “Guuhh, I’m gonna be sick.”

“I told you 13 shots of straight vodka wasn’t a good idea.”

“Fuck you and your logic.”

Taehyung rolled his eyes and took a sip of his drink, then spoke, eyeing down Jimin who had slid down to the floor, hiding his face in his hands.

“Where’s Y/N? I haven’t seen her yet,” Taehyung asked. Jimin giggled and swirled his drink around in his cup, raising his eyebrows as he looked up at his sober friend.

“Probably touching herself in the bathroom,” Jimin smirked.

“Dude, what?”

“You lookreallygoodtonight,” Jimin slurred, bunching his last words together. 

“What?”

“She has the hots for you, man.”

Taehyung rolled his eyes and poured the remains of his drink into the sink, throwing the cup away then patting Jimin on the back. 

“You’re going home. I’ll call an Uber for you,” Taehyung sighed before leaving the kitchen, setting out to find a quiet place to call. He slipped through the drunken bodies filling the house, whispering small apologies as he pushed a few people away. He reached the deck, about to pull out his phone when he spotted you on the couch, talking with another girl. He quickly made his way over to you, standing awkwardly as he waited for you to finish your conversation.

“Alright, I’ll see you later,” You said, waving goodbye to your friend. Your eyes followed her as she stood up and left, but they quickly latched onto Taehyung, who stood before you, a small smile on his face. “Tae!”

Without warning, you shot up and threw your arms around him, Taehyung laughing and grabbing your hips in response. You pulled back, eyes landing on his lips momentarily.

“I’ve been looking for you since this stupid party started,” You said with a smile.

“Me too,” Taehyung replied, running his hands up your body, sending a shiver through your spine. 

“What’s been going on? I haven’t seen you in weeks.”

“My classes have been overloading me with work. It’s like my professors don’t want me to see you.”

You laughed and hit his shoulder, eliciting a fake whine from him as he gripped his shoulder.

“Did you get stronger? Jesus,” Taehyung joked.

“You’re so lame,” You groaned, flicking his forehead. He winced for real and glared at you.

“Now that was just uncalled for.”

“What are you gonna do about it?” You teased, only to cut yourself off with a gasp as he grabbed your waist and pulled you closer, faces merely inches away from each other. 

Your face immediately heated up, and you tried to move back, but he kept his grip strong, trapping you. His eyes scanned your flustered features, taking his lip between his teeth before capturing your mouth in his. Your chest fluttered with excitement at his sudden action, having no issue kissing him back, your hands sliding up into his hair as you tilted your head, allowing him to deepen the kiss. 

You both pulled away from each other to catch a moment to breath and he looked at you, practically undressing you with his eyes. You rested your arms on his shoulders, lips brushing against his. As of that moment, it was like you were the only two people in the room. 

“Wanna go somewhere more private?” Taehyung smirked, and you pecked his lips, smiling back.

“Gladly.”

Taehyung excitedly grabbed your hand and led you through the drunk party goers to lead you upstairs where it was quieter. He pushed you into a bathroom and flipped the light switch, quickly following behind you to lock the door. His lips attached to your neck, earning a small laugh from you as he sucked on your skin, hands gripping at your waist. 

“You have no idea-” Taehyung said, pressing a kiss to your lips before continuing. “How long I’ve been waiting for this.”

Taehyung’s fingers hooked under your shirt, pulling it over your head and throwing it off to the side. He captured his mouth with yours again, his need clearly showing. You stepped back and unzipped your skirt, letting it fall to the ground. Taehyung smiled and grabbed your waist, lifting you up onto the sink counter. He rid himself of his own clothes, leaving himself in just his underwear, same as you. You eagerly unclipped your bra, tossing it aside along with your panties. 

Taehyung stepped over to you, fingers swiping over your heat. You moaned, shivering at his touch that you had so desperately longed for. He leaned over, lips pressing to your jawline.

“You sure you can fit all of me? It might hurt,” Taehyung warned, his fingers coated in your arousal. His thumb pressed against your throbbing clit, pushing a gasp out of you.

“I don’t care. I need you now,” You moaned, your hands grabbing at his hair. His lips curled into a smile as he stepped back to remove the last piece of clothing separating him from you. Your eyes widened as they landed upon his cock, strained red and begging to be touched. You could feel a jolt run straight to your core and you gulped nervously. “Fuck your cock is so big, I don’t think it’ll fit.”

“Is that your way of saying you changed your mind?” Taehyung teased, reaching down to grab his clothes when you leaned forward to grab his hand and pull him in front of you.

“No!”

Taehyung looked down at where your hands met and he laughed, leaning down to kiss you as he guided your hand to his cock. Your fingers could barely wrap all the way around him, and you cursed under your breath, soaking at the thought of him inside you.

“You’re soaking wet, do I really get you that excited?” Taehyung laughed, grabbing his cock to press it against your folds. You whined, wanting him to just fuck you already, but knowing him, he’d be the type of person to tease you until you were practically crying and begging for him. 

“Yes,” You whispered, lifting your hips to try and stimulate yourself, but Taehyung grabbed your waist and pinned you down, eyes darkening in seconds. 

“Tell me what you want.”

“Tae…” 

“Tell me-“ Taehyung suddenly spanked your pussy, a cry falling out from your mouth at the sting. “Or I’ll leave you here to take care of yourself.”

“Fuck! Taehyung, I want you to fuck me! Fuck me until I’m shaking and crying and screaming your name. Just- fuck!” 

Taehyung cut you off by thrusting into you, filling you up nearly halfway. You moaned loudly and gripped at the counter, back arching. He let out a low groan, relishing in the feeling of your walls gripping him so perfectly. 

“You can take it, just a little more… There we go, there’s my good girl,” Taehyung whispered, sinking into you inch by inch. You swore you could feel him in your gut. He leaned over you, biting your collarbones, marking them to show that you were his, and only his. You wrapped your legs around his waist as your nails dragged down his back, eliciting a hiss from him. He leaned back, looking at his cock buried deep in your pussy, cursing at the sight. “Fuck, you’re taking me so well, baby.”

You moaned rather loudly, loud enough that you knew other people would be able to hear it even over the music. Taehyung kissed you to distract you from the pain as he slowly pulled back, then snapped his hips forward, forming a steady rhythm. 

His hips grinded against yours, his cock stretching you out deliciously. You pressed your nails into the skin of his back as he picked up speed, pushing in and out of you at a steady pace. Your body jolted with every one of his thrusts, melting you into a moaning mess as he rocked into you. 

“Fuck, you feel so good around my cock, baby,” Taehyung moaned, his nails digging into your hips. You were unable to form any coherent sentences, the only thing escaping your mouth being broken curses and groans of his name. Taehyung was now pounding into you at a relentless pace, his hand placed over your abdomen as he stared you down with hungry eyes. “You feel that, baby? You feel me stretching out this tight little pussy?”

“Fuck, Tae!” You screamed, the feeling of him inside you, filling you up, just bringing you closer to the edge. You slipped your hand between your legs, rubbing small circles into your clit as Taehyung kept ramming into you, the only sounds filling the room being the sound of your skin slapping together and the echoes of the music downstairs. You felt yourself clench around him, and by the way he was slowing down, you could tell he was close too. 

Taehyung moved your hand away and replaced it with his own, his thumb rubbing agonizing circles into your clit that had you screaming out his name. 

“Be a good girl and cum. Cum, baby,” Taehyung growled as he hit your g-spot, ultimately bringing you over the edge as you shut your eyes, loudly moaning Taehyung’s name, your aching pussy clenching around him. He groaned your name into your shoulder, lightly biting your skin as he thrusted a few more times, then found his own release inside you, his cum painting your walls, filling you up perfectly. 

The sound of your heavy breathing filled the room, overtaking the quieting music downstairs. Taehyung lazily kissed you, hands cupping your face as he pulled out of you, his cum leaking onto the tile floor below. He pulled back, smiling at you.

“You know you just squirted, right?” Taehyung asked, and you widened your eyes in shock, your face suddenly heating up at his words.

“S-Sorry,” You stuttered. Taehyung shook his head and pecked your lips before grabbing a tissue to clean you up, making sure to be careful as he wiped over your aching core. 

“Don’t be sorry. It was hot.”

Taehyung cleaned the floor and threw the tissue away, then turned to you, his arms sneaking around you as he nibbled at your ear.

“So, are you busy tomorrow?”

“I’m free all day,” You smiled, tilting your head to lock your lips with his. He smiled against you, then pulled back, his face filled with innocence as if he hadn’t just totally wrecked you a few minutes ago.

“Is 12:00 okay?” Taehyung stepped back, handing you your clothes before dressing himself up again. As the two of you left the bathroom, hands locked together, you looked back at him with a smile, knowing that you hadn’t made a mistake tonight, and that this was probably one of the best drunken decisions you’ve ever made.

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Éternel: Wings of Fire [BTS Dragon!AU]

Pairings: BTS x OC Genre: Fantasy, Angst, Drama Warnings: Graphic Violence, Heavy Language, Angst, Smut, lowkey hate it but lowkey proud of it at the same time???

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CHAPTER TWO: VANISHING GRACE

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I awoke with a strange warmth encasing me. Curious of the source, I opened my eyes, letting them adjust to the bright morning sun. I peeked over my shoulder, only to see Yoongi sleeping directly behind me, his lips dangerously close to my neck and his hands gently holding my waist, pressing me close to his body. With the immediate flush of heat to my face, I attempted to move and stand up, but I was quickly pulled back down, causing me to scream from the sudden action.

“I was sleeping just fine. Why did you have to move?” Yoongi muttered in his trademark sleepy, grumpy voice, probably pouting as well. I turned my head to look at him and my eyes met with his, although they looked like they were about to close any minute.

“Yoongi, come on, we’ve gotta get up,” I said, trying to stand again when Yoongi unexpectedly moved on top of me, pinning me down to the mattress, but still in a sleeping position. My face was probably hotter than a furnace at this point.

“Mmm, better…” The way he spoke was so seductive I swear I was going to explode right then and there. I eventually was able to wriggle out of his grasp and roll over onto the floor, and as I scrambled to my feet, Yoongi spoke up again, this time sounding more like a whine. “Ahh, you’re no fun, Princess.”

“W-What did you just call me?” I stuttered, my mouth slightly hanging open, but I quickly shook my head and regained my focus. “I’m serious, get your ass up.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Don’t act like a child. It’s an important day today.”

“If it’s so important, then let me sleep in so I have more energy.” Yoongi slowly pulled the covers over his head, only for me to yank them off, revealing his bare, milky chest.

‘When did he take off his shirt?!’ I thought, trying my hardest to look at anything else other than the faint outline of his abs. 

“You’re so annoying. Get up before I bring the boys in here.”

“That the best you got, Princess?”

“Min Yoongi!”

“Yes?” He looked up innocently, flashing a small smirk with a discreet wink. 

“I don’t have time for your shit!” I threw a pillow at him, yet he laid there, unfazed.

“Too bad. That’s what happens when you wake up the devil inside of me.”

“I’ve already tamed that son of a bitch a long time ago. Now get up.”

“I’ll get up if you gimme a kiss.”

“I swear to god, I’m going to kill you.” I sent him a death glare, and he returned an equally scary look, one that almost made my knees buckle beneath me.

“It’s just on the cheek.” He raised an eyebrow at my clearly unimpressed expression. “I guess I’m not getting up then.” He rolled his eyes, turning his back to me, snoring obnoxiously loud just to irritate me. 

“God! Fine, come here.” I sighed in defeat and made my way over to the bed as Yoongi turned over with the smile of a champion. I took a breath and leaned in close to his face, ready to plant a gentle kiss on his cheek when he suddenly grabbed me and flipped me over onto my back and climbed on top of me, pinning me to the bed by my wrists as he carefully straddled my waist. 

“I win,” He smirked, leaning just close enough that I could feel his breath on my lips. 

“Maya! Good morning-“ I heard a voice say as the door to my bedroom swung open, revealing Hoseok who was standing in the doorway, the rest of the boys lurking behind him. As soon as their brains comprehended what was happening, both Namjoon and Seokjin scurried to cover Jungkook’s eyes, while Hoseok screamed and Jimin and Taehyung just giggled at the scene.

“Don’t you know how to knock?!” I yelled, my heart running at a million miles per hour and my face fuming with heat. I quickly pushed Yoongi off of me once his grip loosened from shock and stood up, wanting to bury my face in my hands in embarrassment. While I was busy getting all flustered, Yoongi just shrugged and picked his shirt up from the floor and threw it on.

“Namjoon-ah, I told you it’d be a bad idea to go to her room!” Seokjin argued, punching Namjoon’s chest, causing him to uncover Jungkook’s eyes and chase after Jin, who was now running away like a maniac.

“If anyone ever brings this up again, I’m throwing you out with Balki’s Nightmare,” I muttered, grabbing Yoongi’s hand to yank him out of the room and down the hall, the other boys following until we eventually caught up with Namjoon and Seokjin, the whole group now together.

“Uh, Noona, I wanted to ask earlier, what’s Balki’s Nightmare?” Jungkook asked curiously.

“Oh, well, how do I put this… it’s a dragon with nine heads.”

“Nine?” Jimin gasped, his mouth hanging open in such an adorable way.

“Don’t worry about it, there’s only one and she lives all the way up in the mountains. Anyways, forget that. We’ve got a busy day ahead of us. My servants left clothes in your wardrobes in each of your rooms. Please wear long pants and boots, but still choose something comfortable. We’re going to be traveling quite a bit today.”

With that, the group broke up and each of us headed back to our rooms to pick out our own clothes and change into them. As I changed, I found my pair of sturdy, metallic fans in my closet, and decided to bring them along, placing them in a matching holster. I met back up with the boys in front of my bedroom, as I instructed. I led them to the kitchen, where, surprisingly, breakfast was already awaiting us. A familiar dark-skinned woman with hot pink hair was standing in front of the sink, washing some dishes when I suddenly jumped onto her from behind, laughing from excitement and joy. 

“Oh my god, Maya! You’re back!” She said, immediately recognizing me as she embraced me. 

“It’s so good to see you, Fawn,” I smiled, pulling back to see her equally bright smile.

“Oh, who are these men?” 

“Fawn, meet BTS. Boys, this is Fawn Potter.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Fawn greeted politely, bowing to the boys.

“Likewise,” Namjoon said, returning the gesture. After Hyunae, Samantha, and Minjun came down to join us, we all sat and ate breakfast, first thanking Fawn for going out of her way to cook, of course. We talked and laughed, even Minjun, who was now acting normally and more cheerful than the last time I saw him, and the boys appreciated that. Once we finished eating, Samantha and Minjun offered to clean up so I could get the boys moving, and I thanked them then led the seven outside to the nearby stables.

“Woah,” Jimin gawked in awe at the gigantic barn standing before him. I softly laughed at his reaction and headed to the door, grabbing the chain at the side to pull it down, the door slowly rising up to reveal at more than two dozen stalls lined up, a soft yellow light illuminating the inside of the barn, shining on the animals that were stationed in their stalls.

“Horses?” Taehyung pondered, looking at the animals, their coats shiny and their spirits high.

“We use the horses when we need to lay low. Plus, I don’t want you to get on dragons just yet. Might as well get you used to riding on the ground first.”

“Aw, no fair, hyung has a head start,” Jungkook pouted as he pointed to Taehyung, referencing to the past lessons he took.

“We’ve got the whole day ahead of us, Kook, don’t you worry.”

“Mistress! You’ve returned,” A familiar, fair skinned woman exclaimed as she quickly exited the tack room, jogging over to me to give a polite bow.

“Ah, Zenobia, no need to bow. It’s good to see you. We’re just gonna go for a ride.”

“I am always here for assistance,” Zenobia said as she turned to the boys, bowing deeply once again as she returned to the tack room. Castilla, the other stablehand, peeked out and greeted me and the boys, quickly returning to her task.

“Such strange names…” Seokjin commented, walking up to one of the stalls as he gently ran his fingers over the metallic nameplate screwed onto the stall door.

“Sorry about that,” I said, fumbling with a strand of my hair.

“No, it’s cool. Eros sounds beautiful,” He replied, glancing back at the nameplate to make sure he didn’t completely butcher the name. “A beautiful name for a beautiful horse.” The tall, noir horse peeked his head out and looked towards Seokjin, nudging his head against the boy’s body, practically shoving him, but in a loving way.

“He likes you.” 

Seokjin smiled as he rested his hand on Eros’ muzzle, gently rubbing it while the young stallion perked his ears and flicked his tail in joy. 

“I would say he’s more handsome than me, but I just don’t think that’s possible, don’t you agree?” Jin said cheekily, striking a confident pose, earning groans from the entire group. 

“Oh, you two will definitely get along,” I sighed, face palming myself as I turned to the others to see which horses each of them gravitated to. I walked over to Jimin, who was petting a gray, speckled Arabian horse. “Zeta has a strong spirit. She kind of reminds me of you, Jimin.”

I could see his cheeks flush into a light tint of pink at my words, and couldn’t help but giggle at his flustered reaction. Ruffling his hair, I flashed a small smile and headed off to the others. Jungkook was entranced by the muscular horse in front of him, who was resting at the moment, but still full of grace and beauty. As I spoke to Jungkook about Gene, the horse resting right in front of us, I decided that I might as well just let them choose their own horses. After all, I probably would have chosen the same for them anyways.

I made my way over to Taehyung, his eyes wide but his smile bright as he locked his eyes onto the beautiful Azteca standing in front of him, the horse busy grooming itself to notice the gawking boy. I grinned and placed my hand on Taehyung’s shoulder, keeping my eyes locked on the horse, Juno, as I spoke up.

“He’s the pretty boy of the group. You two even have the same hair,” I commented, Taehyung gasping as he realized that in fact, both he and the gelding shared the same wavy, silver hairstyle. Eventually, Juno raised his head and stepped over to Taehyung, resting his large head on the boy’s shoulder after nuzzling his hair with his muzzle. I left them alone and headed over to Hobi, who was practically throwing heart eyes at the buckskin mare. “Hoseokie, I see you’ve chosen Vente.”

“She’s so beautiful,” Hoseok cooed, scratching behind Vente’s ear, earning a cute nicker from her, who was clearly enjoying the special treatment.

“Maya! Can you come here?” Namjoon shouted, my body traveling towards his voice immediately. “He’s a Thoroughbred, right?”

“Yes, Rani’s a Thoroughbred. He’s strong-willed, like you,” I confirmed as I subconsciously pet Rani’s dark muzzle that was poking out from the stall. “And unfortunately, he spooks easily and is also a bit of a klutz.”

“I guess that’s something we can bond over together, then.” Namjoon flashed a quick smile, turning his attention back to Rani, giving me the chance to wander off to Yoongi, who was standing in front of the Clydesdale’s stall, motionless. 

“What’s wrong, Yoongs?”

“I just wanted a proper introduction with you around. Someone has to make sure this big girl won’t bite my hand off,” He chuckled as I rolled my eyes, but I was still happy he wanted to wait for me. I clicked my tongue, catching the Clydesdale’s attention. She turned towards us and stuck her head out, briefly sniffing me just to focus entirely on Yoongi, nudging him and playing with his pale blue hair.

“Wow, I’ve never seen Rhoda this affectionate.”

“What can I say? I have that effect,” Yoongi smirked, and I couldn’t help but groan at his cocky remark. 

“Aren’t you the charmer? Wait here. Let me get Agro.”

“Agro?” I jogged over to the stall with the nameplate which was engraved with the word Agro in gorgeous cursive letters. Without warning the boys, I opened the stall door and began to walk down to the tack room, the gigantic Gypsy Vanner exiting the stall to follow me. 

“Noona! You left the-“ Jungkook began to warn me, but I interrupted him before he could finish.

“It’s okay, I do this with her all the time,” I explained as I lifted up her tack, quickly walking to her side to raise it onto her back. As I adjusted the girth, Taehyung decided to speak up.

“So, should we get the saddles?” He asked.

“Sure. Just put it on with the pommel facing forwards and pull it up slightly behind their withers.”

“Uhh…” Namjoon droned, obviously very lost at the foreign language I was using. 

“Their shoulders, Joon.”

“Ah, okay.” With that, the boys went to get their saddles and returned to their designated stalls, tacking their horses, with the help of Zenobia and Castilla, and I showed them how to bridle, which they did as well, not afraid to receive assistance from our stable hands. I grabbed Agro’s reins and tugged her outside, the rest of the boys following me. After we all gathered outside, I took Agro’s reins and threw them over her head, positioning my foot in the stirrup, proceeding to mount her perfectly from the ground. I looked up after checking to see if everything was secure, and all I could see were the boys’ shocked faces. 

“You never cease to amaze me,” Yoongi laughed as Zenobia dragged a nearby mounting block to Rhoda, allowing the snowy haired boy to quickly climb on. The rest of the boys followed in his steps, and in a matter of minutes, we were all mounted and ready to go. I went over the basic riding rules, and after they all verified they understood, we set off into the forest, our horses clumping close together so we were traveling as a group.

As we leisurely trailed through the forest, we all messed around and had a few laughs, talking about normal things we’d always talk about - at least until Hoseok practically screamed when a dragon came into sight, his shrill nearly scaring me right off of Agro, even though the dragon was barely bigger than my hand.

“For god's sake, Hobi! My ass is going to go into cardiac arrest one of these days!” I scolded, turning to glare at him.

“I think I might join you,” He whimpered as he pointed forwards, hiding his face in his jacket while I looked in the direction he was pointing to. Only a few yards away from us was another multicolored dragon, resembling a dragonfly, but of course, larger and more ferocious. Tranquil jade eyes sat high within the dragon’s thick, plated skull, which gave the creature a truly frightening appearance. A slim neck ran down from its head and into a wide body, its wings standing high and proud. Its eyes bored into the boys’, but they softened once they came across the sight of me. I nodded towards the dragon, and it skittered off somewhere deeper into the forest, an eerie clicking sound following, becoming more faint as it strayed further away from us. 

“I think I just wet myself,” Taehyung said jokingly, wiping off the sweat from his forehead. He leaned over to Hoseok, who was frozen still, poking him and waving his hand in front of his face, yet no response was elicited. “And Hobi-hyung passed into another life.” We laughed at his comments as we ventured deeper in, Hoseok eventually loosening up, his fear turning to joy every time we passed by a dragon. Our conversations continued as normal, until Jungkook noticed the fans on my hips and changed the topic.

“Noona, what are those?” He asked, pointing to the golden weapons holstered on either side of me with one hand, his other still holding the reins.

“Oh, these are my weapons, Kook,” I explained, causing all of the boys to widen their eyes at my confession.

“What would you need weapons for?” Seokjin asked curiously.

“As you know, every fairytale has a villain. Usually it’s just one person, but sometimes there can be pairs, groups, or even armies. And they will do everything in their power to get what they want.”

“I-I don’t understand. Why are you talking about fairytales?” Taehyung questioned.

“This life of mine is like a fairytale. My villain, Magister Mortalis, is constantly after me, but it’s not one person. It’s a whole team, and they all have one goal: to assassinate me and burn this island to the ground. Because of this, I’ve learned to fight and defend myself, and, more importantly, the island. Almost every dragon has some sort of defense mechanism, and they’re ready to fight at all times. For myself, I’ve only had to use these fans a few times in the past few years, but not for anything too serious.”

“Does that mean you’ve…” 

I pulled back on Agro’s reins, the other horses shortly stopping behind her. My breath hitched and my body shriveled as I realized there was no avoiding the truth anymore. Without looking back at them, I answered coldly.

“Yes. I’ve killed,” I revealed as I lightly kicked Agro’s sides, urging her to walk, the rest of the horses automatically following.

For a moment, we all rode in silence, not daring to look at each other the entire time. I sighed quietly to myself and ran my fingers through my hair, noticing the weight being pressed on my chest. Eventually, as we neared closer to our first destination, I spoke up, my voice surprisingly quiet and reserved.

“Jungkook, can you dismount?”

Hesitantly, the young boy removed his feet from the stirrups and slid off of Gene, slowly walking over to me as I got off Agro. Before us was a small opening, leading into a cave.

As I stepped into the cave, I could feel Jungkook’s presence behind me, and I immediately stopped, turning around to gently push him all the way back to the horses.

“I need you to stay back here,” I ordered, the boy only being able to nod and gulp nervously, unable to produce any words. “Listen. Please, no matter what; don’t speak, don’t move, don’t intervene.”

I gently patted his shoulder, returning to the cave’s opening as I withdrew my fans, hitting them against each other, the sound echoing through the vast walls. Within a matter of seconds, a loud snarl replied to the sudden intrusion, which was my cue to step back into the sunlight, hold my fans in front of my body, and prepare for the creature to approach me.

An albino claw emerged from the darkness, piercing red eyes glowing as the dragon stepped out, its muscular frame and vicious appearance elevating the hair on my skin, and undoubtedly, also the boys’, who were standing by, watching as I came face to face with the ferocious beast. I stepped back as the dragon neared closer, its shoulder movements resembling that of a lion’s, ready to pounce on its unsuspecting prey. 

“Jungkook, meet Quinn,” I said bluntly, causing the youngest to widen his eyes, coming to the realization that this would be his dragon. My words provoked the dragon, a loud roar erupting from its chest as it came closer to me, baring its teeth, still stained with blood from its last meal. Its wings stood proudly, spreading unconsciously as it roared again, with more ferocity than the last. “The Red-Eyed Ravager, one of the best hunting dragons in The Claim you could ever hope to find.”

I stopped in my tracks and dropped my fans, letting them clatter on the ground, prompting a questioning look from Quinn, but nevertheless, he continued to pursue me, with more caution. I dropped to my hands and knees, stretching my left leg back out as I bent my right, planting one hand on the ground, by my waist. With Quinn only a few feet away from me, I closed my eyes and reached out with my free hand, closing the distance between us as I gently placed my palm onto his snout, the steam rising from his nostrils filled with rage, but it quickly transitioned into tranquility. I fluttered my eyes open, and there the beast was, his eyes closed with a certain softness that assured me he was calm.

“Jungkook, it’s okay. You can come now,” I insisted, standing again to face him, a perplexed but intrigued expression on his face. Noticing his hesitation, I patted Quinn as I walked over to Jungkook, the beast following me over to the boy, who was now more stiff than a metal post. 

“He won’t hurt me?” Jungkook questioned suspiciously. 

“Of course not. That whole thing just now was for respect because I woke him up from his sleep.”

“Reminds me of someone else,” Namjoon joked, eyeing Yoongi, who was looking at the dragon with enriched eyes, but only when I shifted my gaze to him I realized he was now staring at me.

“Yoongi-ah, you’re staring.”

“Hyung’s got a crush~” Taehyung teased, earning a smack from Yoongi who then swiftly returned his attention to me.

“You have such a way with the dragons… it’s amazing,” He said, a small smile creeping onto his lips from the impressive show. 

“I grew up with them, Yoongs. It only makes sense,” I smiled, gently rubbing Quinn’s head, earning a low grunt in return.

“Noona, can I?” Jungkook queried, reaching out to the dragon, prompting his question if he could pet him.

“Go ahead, he’s yours.”

Jungkook cautiously placed his hand on Quinn’s snout, a friendly purr returning from the action, causing a wide smile to appear on Jungkook’s golden face. He gently kneeled and continued to shower Quinn with love and adoration, sounds of affection eliciting from the dragon due to his actions.

“Oh, wow,” Jungkook whispered, taking in the sight of the creature before him while I grabbed my fans and secured them into my holsters.

“Quinn might seem scary at first, but once you get to know him, he’s a real sweetheart,” I said as Jungkook stood up, his smile unable to leave his lips, my eyes wandering back to the dragon. “Gyon au.” Quinn happily obeyed and ran back into his cave, disappearing into the darkness as Jungkook and I mounted our horses again, continuing on the path to the next dragon. Not even waiting a second for us to depart from the cave, the boys began to bombard me with questions. I laughed as I tried my best to listen and answer all of them.

“How many dragons are on these islands?” Hoseok asked.

“About 13,000.”

“What other hunting dragons are there?” Namjoon joined.

“Eurasian Rubyhides, Frostbiters, Japanese Vipermuzzles-“

“Don’t these species fight a lot with each other?” Jimin questioned.

“Sometimes, but they know there’ll be consequences if they do.”

Before I knew it, I had answered at least a million questions and we were standing right in front of Taehyung’s dragons’ territory, a large burrowing hole right beneath my feet after I slid off of Agro, calling Taehyung to join me. 

“Jesus, how big is this thing?” Taehyung babbled, intimidated by the size of the gaping tunnel standing at his feet.

“She’s a Titan Wing - still pretty small compared to the others - but I think she’ll be good for you,” I replied, leaning into the tunnel to let out a sharp, short whistle, urging Taehyung to step back immediately after the ground began to shake. From the tunnel erupted a gigantic, white, snake like dragon, covered in frills and spines with blank, hostile red eyes jutting into the boys standing underneath her as she rose into the sky. She opened her mouth, ready to let out a deafening scream, when I suddenly yelled out for her, notifying her of my presence. Her expression softened and she landed beside me, curling her body around my figure to hug me. I laughed and gave her a little pat before turning to Taehyung, who she had now noticed and was creeping towards.

“Uh, Maya, help me out here!” 

“Hold out your hand.”

“Do what?!”

“Just do it Tae!” 

Reluctantly, he tightly shut his eyes and followed my advice, but it turned to his favor as the dragon gently bowed her head, pushing her head so Taehyung’s palm was now resting against her scales. He peeked with one eye, and let out a loud sigh of relief, realizing he was safe.

“I think I wet myself again,” He groaned, earning a chuckle from the rest of us, even the dragon.

“Taehyung, meet Phaedra,” I introduced them to each other. “Phaedra, em ste Taehyung.”

The dragon gently nodded and blew a puff of smoke in Taehyung’s face, chuffing shortly afterwards at his awe stricken face.

“I can’t believe you can actually communicate with dragons,” Taehyung marveled, stepping back to look at me as I tended to Phaedra, brushing dirt and such off of her scales.

“Eventually you’ll have to as well,” I lied, immediately bursting out into laughter at his terrified expression. “I’m kidding, Tae. Unless one of you wants to learn Draconian.” I turned to eye the boys mounted on their horses, all of them jokingly whipping their heads away, whistling innocently and ignoring me. “Alright, alright, I get it. Languages are hard and I’m a buzzkill.” I gently pat Phaedra to let her know she could go. She nodded and slithered back into the tunnel while Taehyung and I mounted our horses, trotting off to the next dragon.

“Am I next?” Jimin asked, raising his hand politely with a small smile.

“Ah, you’re so cute, Jimin. Yes, you’re next. Come on, let’s see how well you guys can ride.” With that, I squeezed my knees together, prompting Agro to start trotting, swiftly transitioning into a canter as the boys yelled and hurried to catch up to me. Exiting the forest, we cantered into the connecting grasslands, nearby dragons whizzing their heads towards us or jumping away to avoid the path of the horses. I stood in my stirrups and grabbed a good portion of Agro’s mane, using my free hand to quickly pull out the slim whistle I had used previously to call Toothless.

As soon as I heard the familiar roar growing closer, I jumped out of my stirrups and stood on Agro’s back, holding the reins as Toothless soared in from the clouds, flying next to me, giving me a clear path to jump off of Agro and onto his back. I quickly positioned my feet and we rose into the clouds, leaving the boys and their horses to continue cantering, with Agro leading the way. As soon as Toothless broke through the clouds, my eyes landed on a Cloudjumper resting atop a cloud, stretching gracefully having just woken up from a morning nap.

“Indra, mafta ai op!” I shouted, catching the dragon’s attention fast enough that she was able to follow right behind Toothless after he looped and dived back down to the ground. I pointed to the boys, and Toothless flew down with Indra following on his tail to stop and land in front of them, of course, giving them enough space and time to react. The Cloudjumper stayed hovering in the air, twisting her head much like an owl when she noticed Jimin’s admirable stare towards her, his eyes not leaving hers even as he dismounted his horse. She softly landed and crawled over to him as he walked over to her, almost as if they were being attracted to each other by some sort of magnetic force. 

“What’s her name?” Jimin beamed, showing his signature eye smile as he studied the dragon’s features.

“Indra.”

“She’s so pretty.”

Indra chirped happily at his words, slowly encasing him with her warm body - in an affectionate way of course. We laughed as she tried to snuggle up against him, but I pulled her back and sent her on her way after letting Jimin pet her for a few more minutes. 

“So, are we going to talk about what you just did?” Namjoon gushed, cupping his own face in his hands, his mouth hanging wide open.

“What, the jump?”

“‘What, the jump…’ aish, this kid is going to kill me,” Seokjin groaned, burrowing his face in his palms as he let out a loud, fake sob. “It was amazing!”

“Really?” 

The boys instantaneously nodded like their lives depended on it, bright smiles appearing on their faces. 

“So modest,” Yoongi laughed, shaking his head.

“Hyuuuung-“ Jungkook tried to tease him, but was abruptly shut up with a pale hand over his mouth.

“Say one more word and I end you.”

“Don’t kill him, Yoongs,” I chuckled as I whispered into Toothless’ ear, sending him off to bring back a dragon. “Hoseokie, you’re up next.”

“Oh my god,” He whimpered, anxiously sliding off of Vente to stagger over to me.

“Hey, don’t worry. I chose the calmest dragon I know.”

“Well, at least we won’t need a medic on standby,” Seokjin snorted, teasing the dancer over his fears. However, I embraced him and wrapped my arms around him tightly, whispering a few words to encourage him.

“Don’t listen to him. You’ll be fine.”

After a few minutes, Toothless returned with Hoseok’s dragon, her vibrant yellow and violet scales standing out from the pale blue sky. The two landed in front of us, waiting for one another to move when I suddenly grabbed Hoseok’s hand, causing him to scream. The dragon flinched and cowered, instantly causing Hoseok to calm down and drop to his knees to comfort her, the reaction tugging at his heartstrings.

“No, no, don’t be scared! Here, look!” Hoseok cheered as he stood up, doing his usual silly dances and routines. The Skyburst, now intrigued, lifted her head and chuffed when she saw his movements in an attempt to cheer her up. She purred and rubbed her head against Hobi’s chest, pushing a smile onto his lips. “Wah~ So cute.”

“Her name is Leia. She’s pretty shy, but I think she’s already warmed up to you,” I said.

“Do all dragons have names?” He instantly face palmed himself at his question and apologized. “Sorry, that was a stupid question.”

“No, it’s not. All dragons have names, but they’re assigned by me when hatched. Maybe you guys could help me name some of the newcomers, hm?”

“I’m naming one Kumamon,” Yoongi cajoled, his lips rising into a sweet gummy smile.

“Oh, for the love of god,” I mumbled as I sent Leia and Toothless off, mounting up with Hoseok and Jimin to continue our travels, this time, heading back to the castle, but on a different route, following the largest river, The Trail Of Tears.

As we passed by the wild dragons, I noticed that the boys were no longer scared, and were now pointing out the dragons they wanted to meet, naming them as we rode past, and even interacting with them on their own. 

“Namjoon, you ready?” I suddenly spoke up, prompting a surprised but soon steady expression on his sun-lit face. An explosion in the distance, but not too far away, indicated that his dragon was nearby. “All-Mother help me,” I whispered to myself as I kicked Agro’s sides, urging her to trot forward to the source of the explosion, the boys leading their horses to trail behind me. 

Through the thick canopy of trees, we turned and came across a young, rocky dragon, ember glowing from its crevices as it continuously fired at the mountain’s feet, little specks of dust and rocks flying everywhere with every blast. I groaned and dropped my head in frustration, hopping off of Agro to lecture the dragon, now caught red handed.

“Phelan, krei? Nodotaim? Yu get klin mou beda.” I scolded, placing my hands on my hips. The dragon whimpered and backed down, bowing deeply to me in an attempt to ask for forgiveness. I sighed, resting my hand on his skin, made entirely out of rock, then called Namjoon over, who gleefully bent down to the dragon.

“Seems like a troublemaker,” Namjoon chuckled, turning his head to me while staying crouched in front of Phelan.

“Oh, definitely, but it can actually be useful sometimes. Just try not to destroy the entire island when you’re together, yeah?” 

Phelan chuffed at my joke, but ultimately knew he had to be responsible or he would have to face the consequences. Namjoon nodded and stood up while I dismissed Phelan, lecturing him one last time to not blast any more mountains.

“Jinnie, you’re the last one!” 

“Is my dragon a boy or a girl?” Seokjin asked as we began to travel along the river, the horses now in a single file formation.

“Kira is a girl, but to be honest, you can’t even tell because she acts completely different than most female Riverside Serpents.”

“Riverside Serpent? Did you come up with all of these names?” Namjoon wondered.

“Oh, no. I only named the species I discovered during my rule.”

“I still can’t believe you’re a queen, Noona,” Jungkook sighed, a shy smile creeping onto his lips.

“It all feels like a dream,” Jimin commented, observing his surroundings as he spoke.

“Ah, there she is,” I said, pointing to a white and green serpentine dragon kneeling by the river, drinking from the fast stream.

“She looks more traditional,” Seokjin observed as he quickly slid off of Eros to stand by me while I caught Kira’s attention, asking her to come closer. Her eyes roamed and scanned each of the boys until they came across Jin’s face, and an immediate purr followed, along with a gentle head butt.

“Wow, she loves you,” I snorted, surprised that she instantly took a liking to him. After a few moments of playing with Kira, Jin replied.

“Who wouldn’t?” 

“Alright, Casanova, let’s get moving.” I sent Kira back to the river as Jin and I mounted up again, riding back to the castle as a group, now in a more scattered formation, with the younger boys lined up behind me, Yoongi and Namjoon on either side of me, and the other two slightly ahead, as they didn’t need me to lead since the castle was already in our sight.

“Yoongi doesn’t get a dragon?” Namjoon suddenly asked, tapping me on the shoulder to get my attention first.

“He already got one yesterday, after you boys went to your rooms,” I explained, Namjoon nodding in acknowledgement. Yoongi began to move further ahead, now out of earshot between me and Namjoon, who decided to take advantage of this opportunity.

“Soo… you and Yoongi-“

“Joon, don’t even start. It’s not like that.”

“I see the way you look at each other. What you two have is special, and I think you’d be good for each other.”

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair, pressing my palm on my forehead in an attempt to relieve some of the pain forming in my head as I tried my best to gather my thoughts.

“Even if he did like me, I couldn’t let that get in the way of my duties. If something happened to him…” I began to express my concerns, but Namjoon simply smiled and replied in a gentle voice.

“Baby, I get it, but just think about it, okay? I promise, I’m not lying when I say that you two were made for each other,” He reassured me. Before I knew it, we had already arrived at the gates of the castle. I led the group back to the stables and we all dismounted, putting away our horses after untacking them, with the help of Zenobia and Castilla. 

As we walked up the stairs of the castle, I heard distant footsteps that surely didn’t belong to either me or the boys, so with caution, I gripped onto one of my fans and discreetly unholstered it. Without warning, I turned around to whiz it at the area of the sound, the metal clanging against stone, just mere inches away from Minjun, who was hiding behind a stone pillar to protect himself. I gasped and rushed to pick up my fan, running to check if he was hurt.

“God, you’re fast,” Minjun laughed, looking over his slightly bruised hands.

“Jun, what happened?” I questioned, rubbing my fingers over the bruises.

“Agh, I ran into some assholes from the Northern Markets. They taunted me with shit about Hyunae, I couldn’t stand it.”

“Those motherfu-“

“Woah, love, watch the language,” He chuckled, placing his hand on my shoulder.

“Sorry.” I looked down sheepishly, embarrassed of my sudden, minor lash out.

“Oh, and by the way, kids, the Tramplers brought back your stuff from Seoul. They’re on your beds.” Minjun cocked his head towards the boys, a clearly insulted expression falling onto Yoongi’s face.

“What did he just call us?” Yoongi fumed to Namjoon.

“Minjun, can you check on Luthais to see if he needs any more Dreamwillow?” I asked, quickly changing the subject as Minjun nodded and left for Luthais’ hut for his task. “You’re welcome, Yoongi.”

Yoongi simply stood there with his jaw tightened as I walked past him coolly, his body trailing behind mine soon enough once he had snapped out of his shock. It was quite rare for me to perform favors for him, especially for ones he never asked for, but the ones I knew he needed.

“Hey, so, quick question. Are we getting weapons soon?” Seokjin asked suddenly, causing me to trip and fall backwards, conveniently into Yoongi’s arms, that were quick to catch me.

“You okay, sugar?” Yoongi said, concerned as I looked back at him, still in his grasp.

“Yeah, thanks,” I mumbled, clearly embarrassed as I continued walking, more carefully this time. “What the hell makes you think you’re getting weapons?”

“We are, aren’t we? I overheard your servants talking about having to give us weapons soon,” Seokjin explained.

“You are one sneaky little-“

“Don’t curse!”

“Ugh, fine. You caught me. Yes, you’re getting weapons. Armor, as well - but don’t even think for a second that’s going to be within the next 48 hours. You boys have to take flying lessons.”

“Flying lessons? As in flying on dragons, thousands of feet in the air?” Taehyung worried, his voice wavering.

“Tae, I know it seems scary, but I’m confident you boys will get the hang of it.”

“I’ve got a head start, by the way,” Yoongi bragged.

“Really? No fair!” Jungkook whined, throwing his head back in frustration.

“Suck it up, kid,” Yoongi scowled, rolling his eyes.

“Well, you guys can go explore or something, I’m heading to the studio,” I said abruptly, turning on my heels only for the boys to follow after me, all the way to the studio, tired and waiting to be used after months of neglect. 

“Hell yes!” Hoseok preached, dropping to his knees to perform a fake prayer at the sight of the glorious dance studio.

“Noona, you dance?” Jungkook wondered, tilting his head slightly along with his question.

“Of course. Maybe it’s good you didn’t know - now we can have dance battles,” I smirked, winking at Hoseok as I ran over to the stereo to select a song. “What do you think I should do? No Limit by G-Eazy?”

“What about Mic Drop?” Namjoon suggested jokingly.

“Never heard of that,” I teased as I set up the music and jogged back to the middle of the room, taking my jacket off to discard of it, flying to who knows where in the room.

As the song began, I performed my best moves and let the rhythm of the beat move for me. I danced with certainty, speed, and agility. With my movements fluent and confidence sharp, I couldn’t help but smirk at the boys’ sudden shocked expressions, Yoongi’s intense stare making me unconsciously bite my lip in anticipation. They gazed at me, completely captivated by my undoubtedly sensual movements to the music, and even though the song had soon ended, they stayed speechless with their eyes wide open and jaws dropped. 

“That’s it. Let’s do this,” Jimin said quickly, rushing to play Dionysus as the dance line hopped in and began to move with me to the music, all of our bodies perfectly coordinated with one another, the bass of the beats vibrating off of the walls of the studio. Within just a few minutes, the four of us had sweat dripping down our bodies, causing us to shed more layers as we continued to dance.

Once we had unanimously decided to stop for the day, I threw a water bottle to each of them after grabbing them from the conveniently placed mini fridge, sitting under the shelf holding a few white towels.

“Maya, I would have danced with you a long time ago if I knew you were that good,” Hoseok smirked, screwing the cap off of his bottle.

“Well, thanks, Hobi,” I smiled, chugging the half full bottle of water in my grasp. “You okay, Yoongs? You haven’t said anything or moved for a while.”

I glanced over at Yoongi, who was leaning against the wall, holding his jacket nonchalantly in front of his abdomen, looking off somewhere into the distance.

“I think hyung has a-“ Taehyung snickered, but was quickly shut up by Seokjin, who slapped his hand over the younger boy’s mouth.

“Don’t even say it, V,” Seokjin groaned, hiding his face in his other palm in embarrassment. I laughed and took one last sip of my water, tossing the bottle into the trash can, hidden in the far corner of the studio.

“Let’s go,” I said, slinging my jacket back over my shoulder before exiting the room, the others following me. 

“So, where to next, Mistress?” Yoongi suddenly whispered in my ear, rightfully earning a kick in the shins from me.

“Shut up! You don’t speak for an hour and the first thing you say to me is that?” I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks as I scanned his face, full of pride with a cheeky smirk to compliment it. “Wipe that stupid smirk off of your face.”

“Maybe if you give me a kiss-“

“Yoongi!”

The boys laughed as we continued to bicker back and forth, until I realized we reached where I had planned to go next. With Yoongi’s constant teasing, I needed something else to focus on before I went completely insane.

I opened the door and stepped into the room, the long chandeliers hanging from the ceiling immediately blinding me. I adjusted to see the light illuminate the cases of books built inside the walls. The royal blue couches rested on every side of the room, overlooked by the second floor, a gorgeous golden railing standing to protect the above level. Sunlight shone in through the windows, flexing across the linoleum floors, intricate floral designs softly carved into the material.

“Go crazy, Joon,” I whispered to Namjoon, who smiled brightly and stepped in, gravitating towards the bookshelves lined with old but beautiful books.

“What a nerd,” Seokjin muttered, but Namjoon had heard.

“If we’re going to stay here, we should learn about the dragons and history as much as we can,” Namjoon argued.

“He’s got a point, you know,” I agreed, shrugging slightly. “Do you guys want to check out the Book of Dragons? It’s got information on all the species - even though it’s a little outdated.”

“Yes!” The boys instantaneously replied, a small smile creeping onto my lips at their enthusiasm as I quickly stepped over to a special showcase, opening it to remove a large, leather book. I was about to sit down when someone grabbed my waist from behind and pulled me down onto their lap. I gasped and tried to move, but they kept me pinned down.

“Really, Yoongi?” I groaned, glaring back at him.

“I want the best view,” He simply replied, leaning the both of us back as he rested his chin on my shoulder, the rest of the boys gathering around me, standing, sitting beside me, or on the couch armrests. Yoongi snaked his arms around my waist as I opened the book to a random page, landing on the bio of the Night Fury, coincidentally. 

“‘The Night Fury is the fastest, smartest, and rarest of the known species of dragons, commonly described as the ‘Holy offspring of lightning and death itself,’” Jungkook read aloud, his eyebrows cocking up as he read the last part. 

“It says it’s trainable here,” Taehyung said, pointing to the written factors of the species, one of them informing that the Night Fury can, indeed, be trained. “Are there dragons that can’t be trained? Like, ever?”

“Yes, but I’ve found a way to work with them,” I answered.

“Which ones?” Hoseok asked.

“Exterminators, Frostbiters, and Venomtails are good examples. Those are just a few I can think of right now off the top of my head, sorry.”

“It’s okay. I just wanted to know what dragons I should avoid,” He grinned, sticking his tongue out playfully.

“Don’t be worried. The dragons will come around to you, eventually.” 

“What does this mean?” Yoongi questioned, moving his hand to point to the words that printed Strike Class, however, I was rather focusing on how he dragged his fingers back across my thigh, waiting for an answer. “Maya?”

“Hm, what? Oh. Sorry, I got distracted, uhh… that’s the classification. Every species is placed into a class based on their characteristics or abilities.”

“So, what class is Aenaes in?” This time, alongside his question, he tightly squeezed my thigh, traveling closer to where my legs parted. I had to bite my lip to suppress a soft moan from coming out.

“H-He’s in Strike Class, too.”

“And that is…” 

I quickly flipped to the page that had displayed information about the subject.

Strike Class dragons are characterized by their blazing speed, vice-like jaw strength, and extreme intelligence, as well as pin-point accuracy, powerful attacks, explosive firepower and a unique ability to allow them to navigate in their respective environments/atmosphere. The dragons in this class are some of the rarest of all dragons, some are close to extinction. They are also the most difficult to train but the most loyal once they have been trained. They are also generally among the most powerful dragons.

“Mm, cool,” Yoongi mumbled, pulling his arm back to rest around my waist. I let out a quiet sigh of relief and continued to read to the boys, informing them of the behavioral patterns of dragons, their senses, and habitats. After teaching them about a dozen species, I placed the book back and called it a day. Honestly, it was because I couldn’t stand Yoongi’s teasing anymore, so I needed to break away. I muttered a few things as I left them in the small library to escape to my room, one of the few safe havens I had here. 

I groaned and pushed my messy hair back, my fingers running through the strands as I closed my eyes, throwing my head back in frustration. With a defeated sigh, I fell onto my bed and laid there, my arms spread and my knees crossed as my chest rose and fell quickly, bringing me to the realization that I was practically begging to breathe all this time. My chest tightened and my guts churned, both with embarrassment and excitement. 

‘Get it together,’ I thought to myself, lifting my hand to rest my palm on my sweaty forehead. I rose from the mattress and made my way over to the double doors, pushing them open to step out onto the cool marble platform. With a deep breath, I stepped forward until I was close to the edge, and looked down, the distance between me and the ground almost immeasurable. 

I pushed my hand in my pocket, pausing for a moment even though I desperately wanted to call  for Toothless. I honestly didn’t want to bother him, but I did need to escape from the mess my emotions were. Hesitantly, I blew the whistle and Toothless came quickly, hovering by the platform, allowing me to leap onto his back and let him lead me wherever he desired, something I only ever did when I had too much on my mind.

Soon enough, I had come out of my thoughts to realize that Toothless was just landing on the soft sand of Talon’s Shore, a large beach just west of the castle. I smiled as I dismounted Toothless and slid off my shoes before running over to the shoreline, the waves slowly rolling in as the water parted between my toes, completely flooding my feet.

From the corner of my eye, I saw a blue and white speckled dragon emerge from the water, its wings folded neatly and its frills cleanly defining its elongated face. With a tired yawn, it shook off the water like a dog would after a bath, and turned my way, finally noticing me, now sitting in the dry sand. As it came closer, I recognized it was an adolescent female Thunderdrum, probably returning from a weary journey. She waddled over to me with her stubby legs and plopped down beside me, burrowing her way underneath my arm for attention. I laughed and gladly rested my hand on her snout, a happy chitter returning from her throat.

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and allowed my other senses to overtake me, the sound of the waves crashing and the feeling of the Thunderdrum’s soft skin calming me down over time. As Toothless curled his body around us, I spoke to him, obviously not expecting an answer, but I did it anyways.

“Bud, I think I’m going insane,” I sighed, leaning back onto the black dragon’s body. He simply snorted in response, resting his head on his arm, his eyes leisurely shutting as he quietly rested. “I think I love him…”

The Thunderdrum chirped at my words, a cute smile accompanying her now perked ears. I huffed and gave her a small pat as I spoke up again.

“So, what do you think I should do, Yvette?” I asked, the young dragon tilting her head at my question in confusion. I giggled and translated for her, and she simply blew a puff of her hot breath in my face, proceeding to stand up and head back into the sea, her warmth leaving my side. With an exhausted sigh, I stood up and woke up Toothless, initiating a walk on the beach with him once he fully awoke. Every couple of minutes, he nudged my hand, checking to see if I was okay. I halted in my path and kneeled, rubbing his chin with affection, a sweet rumble eliciting from his throat. 

After about ten minutes, I decided to head back. Toothless dropped me off on the same marble platform connected to my bedroom before soaring off into the distance, a proud roar following. I fell face first on my bed, closing my eyes as I audibly screamed out my frustration into the mattress. 

There was no denying it - I loved Yoongi - yet I didn’t even know how to go about it. Knowing that he only recently broke up with his near 2-year girlfriend Sunmi just last month, even if it was forced by their companies, I couldn’t just jump on him right away. He was probably heart-broken, and I doubt he had any similar feelings to mine, so there was no point, really. It would have just gone horribly, so why bother?

I rolled over to the other side of the bed and changed out of my clothes, slipping on a mere oversized tunic that met my thighs mid-way and a pair of boy shorts. As I dragged myself to the bathroom, I flipped on the light switch and looked at myself in the mirror, almost gagging at the sight of my revolting appearance.

“God, I look like a fucking mess,” I mumbled to myself, trying to fix up my hair and wipe off the remaining smudged makeup that I had applied from yesterday. When I stepped back into my bedroom, I heard a gentle knock on the door, almost making me trip over my own feet at the sudden intrusion.

“Maya? It’s Namjoon. I wanted to talk to you,” The outside voice said, relieving me of my stress as I opened the door to reveal Namjoon, smiling sweetly to showcase his beloved dimples. 

“What’s up?” I yawned, trying my best to sound more unbothered than I currently was.

“Here, sit down.” Namjoon entered and closed the door, turning the lock prior to grabbing my wrist to lead me to the bed, where he sat me down. He crawled onto the bed and laid down, his back resting comfortably against the headboard, supported by pillows, with his arms crossed in his lap. 

Due to my stillness, he decided to take matters into his own hands and turned me around, pulling me back to sit in between his legs, my back now against his chest and our arms linked. I hummed and gently rested my head on his chest, turning slightly so I was more curled up than lying straight. His arms slowly moved around my waist to support my body as he spoke up.

“Where were you?”

“Down by the beach with Toothless. I needed some time alone,” I answered.

“So, tell me what’s on your mind.”

“Nothing much,” I said, shrugging my shoulders slightly.

“Baby, how many times do I have to remind you what a terrible liar you are? Something’s bothering you.” I clenched my jaw at his words, trying to find the best way out of spilling the truth.

“It’s nothing.”

“Then why did you run out of the library like it was on fire, especially after Yoongi was getting touchy with you?”

“You saw that?!” I whipped my head back with my eyes wide in shock. He simply nodded and pulled me back down in the previous position, raising one hand to play with my hair.

“I told you, he loves you.” 

“Very funny, Joon.”

“Baby, I’m serious.”

“So what, are you going to tell me I can shapeshift into a dragon now?”

”Maya, I’m-“

“No. I’m sorry, but I refuse to believe that. He literally broke up with Sunmi last month, his girlfriend of 2 fucking years, and you want me to think he’s now in love with me? You’re crazy,” I snapped, stumbling to my feet as I headed for the door. Namjoon grasped my wrist and pulled me back, ceasing my movements.

“Do you hear yourself right now? Yoongi was miserable with Sunmi. He never loved her,” Namjoon explained, a glint of frustration in his obsidian eyes.

I yanked Namjoon’s hand away, walking out of the room, slamming the door behind me. My feet began to move for me, elevating from a fast walk to practically a sprint down the hall as I heard the door open again, Namjoon calling out to me, footsteps soon following. My glance whipped back at him as he chased after me when, suddenly, I bumped into someone, causing me to stumble backwards, but whoever it was had caught me before I could fall. I shifted my gaze forward, almost screaming when I saw Yoongi standing right in front of me, holding me by my waist in a dip position, protecting me from falling.

“Woah, you alright? You look like you’ve just seen a ghost,” Yoongi said, concerned as he brushed my bangs away from my eyes. I really wanted to swat his hand away and storm off, but I couldn’t even bring myself to move or speak, which ended wonderfully for me as Namjoon finally caught up to me, now hunched over and gasping for air.

“You… you are fast,” He huffed, straightening his body as his eyes wandered to Yoongi, obviously worried. “Hyung, can I talk to you?”

“Uhh, sure,” Yoongi hesitated as Namjoon led him off into another room, of which I eventually recognized as the lounge. I groaned and headed back to my room, locking the door, softly closing it behind me. I tore off my shirt, throwing it into the corner of my room, then fell onto my bed, once again yelling out my frustrations.

‘I really can’t take this anymore,’ I thought, mentally sighing. I rolled over to lie on my back when my thoughts drifted back to what Namjoon had said. I didn’t want to believe it, but maybe he was telling the truth. Maybe Yoongi never liked Sunmi. Maybe he was just pretending. Maybe he was actually in love with me all this time. Maybe.

Before I could even notice my weariness, I closed my eyes with my body still hanging off the edge of the bed and drifted off into a peaceful sleep, my mind finally blank.

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Unwind - Yoongi (M)

Pairing: Yoongi x reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: pretty tame for the most part, fingering, soft dom Yoongs, oral (m. receiving), mild dirty talk, unprotected sex, creampie

Word Count: 1.6K

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A loud, exhausted groan escaped your mouth as your fingers trailed over your laptop, shutting the cover while leaning back in your chair, the faint squeaking ticking a nerve somewhere in your body. You had spent all day working with little breaks due to your time constraints, and by god, you were just ready for this day to end.

You heard the front door open and footsteps approaching you, hands soon finding their way to your shoulders, rubbing them gently.

“Hey,” Yoongi greeted, leaning down to place a kiss on your cheek. You slipped your hand over his, rubbing your thumb against his skin as you leaned your head back to look at him. He looked just as exhausted and frustrated as you did, his hair unkempt and his eyes dark and dreary.

“Hey,” You said back. You sighed and closed your eyes as Yoongi squeezed your shoulders slightly, a small laugh following. 

“You okay?”

“Just tired. I had to get this article out by tonight. My client was very picky about it.”

“What an asshole.”

You laughed at his comment and fluttered your eyes open, looking up at him smiling down at you.

“Are you okay?” You asked.

“Tired too. I spent all day in the studio, but I couldn’t make anything that was actually good. Couldn’t find any inspiration,” Yoongi explained with a sigh as he rubbed his thumb over your jaw, his touch raising goosebumps on your skin.

“There’s no rush. You always have tomorrow, babe.”

“Yeah, I know. I’m just a little annoyed.”

You sat up and turned around to face him, then grabbed the sides of his face and pulled him into a passionate kiss. He smiled into the kiss and molded his lips against yours, his fingers running through your disheveled hair. You pulled away for a second to stand up, then continued your kiss, your hands grabbing at his arms as he swiped his tongue on your bottom lip, asking for entrance, which you gladly granted him. His tongue danced with yours, and it was obvious he was hungry for more. 

Yoongi’s hands snaked down to your ass, squeezing harshly, making you moan into the kiss. He smirked against your lips and squeezed again, then continued running his hands up and down your curves. Finally, after a minute, he pulled away and pressed his forehead against yours, breath hot and heavy against your skin. 

“It’s been a long day. Why don’t we help each other unwind?” Yoongi whispered, his lips attaching under your jawline. You laughed quietly and tangled your fingers in his noir hair, pulling slightly, eliciting a grunt from your boyfriend.

“I’d like that,” You said, sitting on the desk behind you. Yoongi smiled and connected your lips again as he slipped one of his hands up to your face, cupping it, the other hand sliding beneath your pants to rub his fingers against your throbbing bud. You immediately moaned at his touch, dipping your head in response, but Yoongi caught on and moved with you, keeping his lips on yours as he rubbed slow circles into your clit, dampening your panties with every second that passed. “Yoongi,” You moaned into his mouth, and he took that as his cue to speed up his movements. 

You jolted at the sudden switch, your aching walls clenching around nothing as he pressed into your clit with every circle. You were desperate for his fingers, and at this point, you just needed something inside you. He must have noticed your restlessness as he finally granted your wishes and pushed aside your panties, inserting two fingers into your heat. You moaned loudly at the feeling, immediately clenching around him. He hissed and began pumping his fingers in and out of you at a slow pace - too slow.

“Yoongi, faster, please,” You begged, leaning your head back, Yoongi’s lips attaching to your throat, sucking small bruises on your skin. 

“Make another sound and I’ll have to stop,” Yoongi warned. The urge to whine leapt to your lips, but you kept it inside, instead just inhaling sharply as he sped up his pace, fingers drumming into your heat until his knuckles met your bottom lips. You chewed on your bottom lip, trying to keep any sound from escaping. Yoongi noticed you beginning to unravel, and he took it to his advantage by twisting his fingers as he pounded them into you, hitting new spots you didn’t even know existed. “Touch yourself, baby.”

You quickly followed his orders and slipped a hand down beneath your pants and into your panties, your fingers attaching to your clit as you rubbed it in a need for your release. Yoongi quickened his pace as he licked a broad stripe up your throat, nipping at the skin underneath your jaw. You suppressed a moan as your fingers began to move faster to the pace of Yoongi’s. You felt a clenching in your gut, indicating you were close.

“I’m so close. Yoongi, please,” You said. Suddenly, Yoongi pulled his fingers out of you and out of your panties, his hands resting on your hip. You snapped your head towards him, eyebrows furrowing in anger and confusion. “Yoongi, what the fuck?”

“I said no talking, Y/N.” You realized your mistake and quickly threw your arms around him, mumbling into the crook of his neck. 

“I’m sorry. It just felt so good. I’m sorry.”

Yoongi sighed and patted your head with his other hand, pulling your head back slightly to connect your eyes with his.

“I know, baby. It’s okay,” Yoongi whispered. “Come on, take off your clothes.”

You stood up and began stripping out of your clothes, Yoongi doing the same. You threw them aside and sat back on the desk, sliding your fingers over your slick heat as you watched Yoongi take off his boxers, your eyes drawn to his erection. He had barely finished kicking off his boxers before you had dropped to your knees and grabbed his length gently, kitten licking the head. 

“Fuck, baby.” Yoongi ran his fingers through your hair as you sucked his tip, swirling your tongue around him. You slowly bobbed your head, taking most of him in, your hand wrapped around what you couldn’t fit inside your mouth. Yoongi’s hips bucked forward, making you gag on his cock. He let out a low moan as you took him deeper into your mouth, his cock hitting the back of your throat. "Fuck, you look so hot with my cock in your mouth.” 

You felt him twitch inside your mouth, but just as you were about to speed up, Yoongi grabbed your hair and gently pulled you away, taking his cock out of your mouth. 

“Desk.”

You understood what he meant and climbed up on the table, spreading your legs as he walked towards you, lazily pumping his cock. His eyes were drawn to your core, and he slowly licked his lips at the sight of you dripping, just for him. Yoongi placed his hand on your hips and gripped his length with the other, teasing your entrance with his head.

“Yoongi, stop teasing and just fuck me al- oh fuck!”

Yoongi suddenly thrusted into you, his cock stretching out your walls deliciously. You threw your head back at the sudden entrance and Yoongi’s grip on your hip tightened. You knew there would be a bruise there the next day. Yoongi pulled out slowly, then slammed back in, your tits bouncing at the sudden movement. You cried out at the feeling, your hands gravitating up to his hair, tangling your fingers in his black locks. 

He leaned over you, creating a steady pace with his hips as he attached his lips to your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses across your skin. He buried himself deep in you, then pulled out and pushed himself back in with so much force that the desk jolted back and hit the wall. Yoongi sped up the movements of his hips, moving steadily, your wetness allowing him to slide in and out of you with ease. 

“Fuck, oh my god, Yoongi,” You moaned, gripping the end of the desk with one hand as your other clenched his hair. He rolled his hips against yours, pushing deeper into you then ever before, his cock brushing against your g-spot. 

“You feel so fucking good, baby,” Yoongi groaned into your neck, placing a kiss onto your skin as he slammed into you relentlessly. You felt a coil beginning to tighten in your gut, and by the way Yoongi’s hips were slowing down and taking on an uneven pace, you knew he was close too. You slipped your hand down to your clit, rubbing it in quick circles as Yoongi hit your g-spot once again. 

You felt like a wave of pleasure washed over you as you screamed out his name, your eyes pinching shut and your hands gripping the desk so hard you knew your knuckles were red. Yoongi grunted and pushed into you a few times, his hips stuttering when he suddenly cursed and spilled into you, painting your walls with white strips. 

You took deep breaths in, trying to regain your composure when Yoongi suddenly pecked your lips, making you tiredly open your eyes to look at him. 

“How are you feeling?” He asked, slowly pulling out of you, grabbing a blanket from the sofa to wrap you in it. You leaned into his figure and he traced his fingers through your hair, placing a kiss to your forehead as you answered in a low hum.

“Much better.”

“Me too.” Yoongi smiled and kissed your cheek, and you couldn’t help but smile at his sweetness. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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Tastes Like Heaven (M)

Request: Hey, love your writing. For the drabbles 87 and 100 for Jungkook maybe?

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: noona kink, dom!jungkook, fingering, oral (f. receiving), multiple orgasms, overstimulation

Word Count: 833

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You flipped over on the bed, sighing as you put your bookmark between the pages of your book and set it down on the nightstand. A small yawn escaped your lips, and you blinked a few times before sitting up to look at the clock on the wall.

7:34 PM. He should be home. 

Suddenly, the sound of the front door opening made you scramble to your feet and run to the foyer, where Jungkook was taking off his shoes and coat. You smiled and greeted him, relieved to finally see him home.

“Hey, can we get takeout for dinner?” You asked, stomach grumbling at the thought of it.

“No,” Jungkook said bluntly, opening the closet to hang up his coat.

“No?” You repeated, a little shocked at his response. Normally he loved takeout. “What do you want, then?”

“You.” 

You blinked in surprise but had no time to react when Jungkook suddenly lifted you up, eliciting a small help from you.

“Kook, what-“ You tried to ask, but he silenced you with a kiss and carried you toward the bedroom, pushing the door open with his foot. He made his way over to the bed and set you down, kneeling down between your legs. His fingers curled around your shorts and panties, pulling them down in one swift tug. 

Jungkook pressed his hand against your abdomen, pushing you back as his other hand moved your thighs apart, revealing your already glistening core. Licking his lips, he brought his tongue into contact with your folds, your hands immediately gripping at his hair as a moan escaped your lips. You felt him smirk against you. 

The feeling of his tongue slowly teasing your clit made you unravel with bliss, shameless moans erupting from your throat as you pressed him closer into your heat. Jungkook took your moans as his cue to push his fingers into you, scissoring them to stretch you out. He pumped his fingers into you quickly, his mouth sucking on your clit harshly. He had only just started but something about the way he was handling you had you clenching around him, almost reaching your high. Your fingers gripped at the sheets, knuckles turning red.

“I love it when you grab the sheets when you’re about to cum,” Jungkook moaned against your core.

You bit your lip to suppress your sounds of pleasure, but the feeling of his teeth brushing against your clit sent you over the edge, a flash of white taking over your vision as you released yourself around his tongue. 

Despite your orgasm, he continued pounding his fingers into you, curling them to hit a spot that had you arching your back off of the bed, a mewl escaping your lips. Your thighs shook, your lower stomach knotting up once again at his speed. His tongue licked at your slit, his other hand rubbing fast circles into your clit.

Jungkook placed a soft kiss on your navel as he plunged his fingers deep into you again, adding a third to curl at your velvety walls. He moved his hand off your clit to roam your body, bringing it up to squeeze your clothed breast. His touch intoxicated you, trapping you in a trance of repeating his name like a spell.

Jungkook spread your lower lips apart and plunged his tongue deep into your pussy. You gasped and grabbed his hair, pushing him closer to you, desperate for release. You could feel a tight coil beginning to form in your lower stomach again, toes curling from the stimulation. Jungkook moaned lowly, the vibrations of his voice reverberating against your skin. You arched your back in pleasure, fingers pulling at his locks. 

“I could eat your cunt for hours, I love pleasing my noona,” He mumbled against your thigh, replacing his tongue with his fingers. He roughly moved them in and out of you, his thumb practically destroying your clit. 

“Fuck, Jungkook!” You whimpered, thighs shaking from the overstimulation. Jungkook kneeled beside you and leaned down to kiss you, whispering against your lips.

“Cum, noona.”

You let out a silent scream, feeling your orgasm wash over you. You shamelessly moaned out his name as you rode out your high on his fingers, back arching and fingers gripping the sheets. As you took a moment to catch your breath, Jungkook slipped his fingers out of you and brought them up to his mouth, darting his tongue out to have a taste. He licked his lips, then lowered his fingers to your mouth.

“Open.”

You obliged and opened your mouth, allowing him to slide his fingers in your mouth and taste yourself. You shut your eyes, swirling your tongue around his fingers as you took in the taste of your juices. He pulled his fingers out, a string of saliva connecting from your lips. 

“I’m still hungry, though,” Jungkook smiled, and you rolled your eyes, sitting up to kiss him.

“Chinese food?” You suggested, and Jungkook pecked your lips, nodding.

“Absolutely.”

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Desire (M)

Request: Request: namjoon with 3, 14 and 68 🤔 thank you love! 😘

Pairing: Namjoon x reader Genre: Smut, Best Friend to Lovers!AU Warnings: masturbation (f), big dick Namjoon, dom!Namjoon, unprotected sex (be safe y’all), light dirty talk, pretty tame for the most part Word Count: 1.5K

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It was no secret you had a crush on your roommate, Namjoon. All of your friends and even his friends knew it, but it seemed he was too oblivious to notice, despite everyone’s constant teasing and jokes about the two of you. Though it seems like such a thing would bother you, you actually didn’t mind it. If Namjoon never knew your feelings for him, things wouldn’t become complicated in the long run. You were, after all, his best friend, and it wouldn’t be surprising if you chose to live together after college.

You let out a loud sigh, scrolling through the movie section of Netflix aimlessly, the remote loose in your hand. Your cheek was pressed up against the pillow and your arm was losing feeling underneath you. You shifted and laid on your back, twisting your neck to look at the TV. Finally, after minutes of deliberation, you chose to watch a stupid romance movie. 

You honestly hadn’t expected the movie to be so emotionally investing, but instead of rolling your eyes at every character, you were biting your nails in anticipation, waiting for the two main characters to finally get together. When it finally happened, you found yourself sighing in relief. 

Of course, the fact that there was a sex scene didn’t go unnoticed. Something inside you switched off, and your mind wandered to Namjoon, thinking about the way he looked when he left for class this morning. His hair was messy and he wore a see through black shirt, perfectly showing off his muscles. His jeans were so tight, you had to force yourself to look anywhere else than his crotch.

As the two main characters fell into bed and into one another, you found yourself slipping a hand down your shorts to rub yourself through your panties, a small moan escaping your lips. You turned your head back and rested it against the armrest, shutting your eyes as you lost yourself in a world of pleasure, eventually sliding your hands past your panties to swipe at your dripping slit with a finger.

You pushed your finger in, thumb teasing at your bundle of nerves, and you arched your back slightly, the image of Namjoon flashing in your mind. God, what you would give to have his fingers in you instead of yours. The thought made you curse under your breath, along with a whisper of Namjoon’s name. 

You picked up the pace, inserting another finger as you bit your lip to surprise your moan, but ultimately failed at the thought of Namjoon hovering above you, doing this to you instead. 

“Namjoon-“ You choked out a moan, tilting your head back. You were so lost in your world of pleasure that you didn’t even hear the front door open, and it took a few seconds to register the voice that followed.

“Y/N?”

You shot your eyes open to see Namjoon standing in the doorway, eyes wide and mouth slightly open. Shocked from the sudden intrusion, you yanked your hand out of your shorts and covered yourself with a blanket, heat flushing to your face.

“Fuck, when did you get home?” You cursed, looking anywhere except his face.

“You just moaned my name,” Namjoon said, a smug smirk taking over his demeanor. 

“You must be hearing things,” You denied, beginning to roll back over to the TV to exit the movie, the main characters moaning loudly on the screen. 

“Then am I wrong if I say you were touching yourself to the thought of me?”

You froze, and ever so slowly looked at him as he walked toward you, darkness filling his eyes. You gulped and rushed to your feet, trying to get up and leave when Namjoon pulled your back by your wrist and connected your lips. 

You froze in shock again as he moved his lips against yours, but easily melted into the kiss after a moment. Namjoon cupped your face and tilted his head, deepening the kiss. He swiped his tongue on your lower lip, asking for permission, which you gladly granted him. Your tongues fought as his hands travelled down your body, eventually landing on your ass to squeeze it. You jolted and moaned into the kiss, earning a low groan from Namjoon. 

He pulled away, resting his forehead on yours as he took a moment to catch his breath. He smiled and sat you down on the couch, pushing you gently to lay you down before climbing over you, hands roaming over your body. Namjoon leaned down and attached his lips to your neck, sucking until he left a bruise. Your fingers gripped at his hair, pulling slightly. He hissed and nipped your skin, mumbling against your neck.

“Don’t tease me, baby girl,” He warned. Curious to see what happened, you pulled at his hair again. Namjoon cursed and pulled away, standing up to strip out of his clothes. Your eyes immediately landed on his cock, and you felt yourself clench around nothing at his size.

“Fuck your cock is so big, I don’t think it’ll fit,” You said nervously. Namjoon laughed and climbed back over you, tugging down your shorts and panties swiftly as he spoke.

“You can take it, baby,” Namjoon hummed, looking at your glistening core before swiping his fingers over your slit, making you shudder out a moan. “Can’t you?”

You nodded, gripping at his arm beside you as he positioned himself between your folds, sliding the head of his cock up and down, coating it in your arousal. 

“Namjoon, please,” You whined, wanting to just feel him inside you already. He hummed and slowly slid inch by inch into you, a loud moan falling past your lips at the feeling of him stretching you out so perfectly. Your walls gripped him as he slid in until you were completely full to the hilt. 

“Fuck,” Namjoon moaned, throwing his head back slightly. He gave you a moment to adjust, then pulled his hips back just to snap them forward again. You cried out, digging your nails into his arm at the feeling of him finally inside you. You bit your lip as Namjoon set a steady pace, thrusting in and out of you with ease due to your wetness. His cock filled you deliciously, you never wanted him to leave you. 

Then, it was like something switched on in Namjoon. Maybe it was the way you were weighing underneath him or the feeling of your walls gripping his cock, but he suddenly sped up, ramming into you with no remorse. 

“Fuck! Namjoon, fuck-“ You moaned, arching your back as he pounded into you, small grunts accompanying each thrust. He rolled his hips against yours, pushing deep into you. “Don’t go so deep!”

“Fuck, baby. You feel so good. So tight,” Namjoon moaned, leaning down to kiss you as he continued his thrusts, sending your body jolting with his movements. You moaned into his mouth, hands gripping the back of his neck, relishing in the feeling of him ramming into you without mercy. 

When he hit your g-spot, your legs began to tremble and his name fell from your lips as you threw your head back, squinting your eyes shut.

“Aw, your legs are trembling~ does it feel that good?” Namjoon smirked, watching you unravel beneath him. You nodded furiously, fingers dragging down his back hard enough that you knew there would be marks the next day. 

“Yes! Yes, so good! Namjoon, oh my god!” You cried out. Namjoon gripped your hips and slowed his pace, letting you know he was close, and by the way you were clenching around him, he knew you were close too.

You felt a coil beginning to form in your lower stomach as Namjoon pushed in and out of you, his hips stuttering slightly.

“Fuck. You gonna cum, baby?” Namjoon moaned, hand teasing your clit. You whimpered out a small ‘yes’ and gripped at the couch. When Namjoon hit your sweet spot and pinched your clit at the same time, you absolutely lost it, and found yourself screaming out his name as you released yourself around him. 

The feeling of you clenching around him had him groaning, bringing him to his release as well. He pulled out of you and stroked himself a few times, then released himself on your stomach, white strips of cum painting your skin. 

You both sat there, heavy breaths filling the room when Namjoon suddenly leaned over to kiss you, his hand cupping your face. You smiled and kissed him back before pulling away, whispering against his lips.

“I can’t say I’m mad you came home early,” You laughed. Namjoon pecked your lips and smiled back.

“Me either,” He said. “Do you have classes tomorrow?”

“No, I’m free.”

“Good. We’re going on a date. Wear something nice. Preferably something that shows off your ass now that it’s finally mine.”

You laughed and kissed him, wondering why you ever fell in love with this loser in the first place.

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Beg For It (M)

Request: If you haven't done one yet, I would love to read number 86 from the drabble list. Maybe j-hope from BTS. Thank you million times for your work.

Pairing: Hoseok x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: bondage, sir kink, sub!reader, dom!Hoseok, spanking, paddle usage, unprotected sex, creampie, vibrator usage, face fucking, oral (m. recieving), Hoseok is literally destroying you Jesus, overstimulation, begging, light choking, orgasm denial, gag usage, just a whole lot of sin

Word Count: 1.1K 

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“My baby girl looks so good all tied up, waiting to be fucked,” Hoseok hummed, his eyes scanning over your body, hands tied to the headboard, your ass perfectly on display, as well as your glistening core. 

He ran his fingers over the black paddle in his hands, then brought it down to spank your cheeks, a muffled moan slipping out of you as your eyes welled with tears from the sting. 

You moaned into the gag, wanting him to just fuck you senseless already. Though, due to how much you had teased Hoseok at dinner tonight, you knew you were in for it.

“You’re dripping. You like being spanked with the paddle, huh?” Hoseok asked, bringing the paddle back down onto your ass again, leaving a red mark on your skin. You jolted and looked back at him, nodding. “My little slut is so naughty.”

He set the paddle down and rubbed his hands over your ass, bringing one down to spank your already sore skin. You whined, tears springing to your eyes. Hoseok leaned over to take the gag out of your mouth, and you immediately moaned, begging for him.

“Please, sir,” You whimpered. “Please fuck me.”

“I don’t think you deserve to be fucked yet,” Hoseok denied, reaching over into the bedside drawer to pull out a pink vibrator, switching it on to the first level. He pressed it up against your clit, a moan escaping your mouth as your legs shook from the sudden stimulation. 

You pressed your cheek into the mattress as he slid the vibrator up and down your slit, then pushed it into you suddenly. You gasped, and Hoseok took the opportunity to thrust his cock into your open mouth. He grabbed your hair and pulled you down to swallow all of him and you gagged around him, feeling him in the back of your throat. He moaned and threw his head back, quickly moving your head up and down in time with his thrusts.

You moaned around him, earning a low groan from Hoseok as you swallowed all of him like the good girl you were, even though you were crying and your throat was burning. At the same time, he drilled the vibrator into your pussy, switching it up another level. You pinched your eyes shut and forced yourself to take a deep breath as Hoseok thrusted into your mouth, with no intent of slowing down. 

“That’s my good girl,” Hoseok cooed, pushing the vibrator deep into you, your thighs shaking from the vibrations deep inside you. Hoseok suddenly pulled out of your mouth and you gasped for breath, watching him as he kneeled on the bed behind you, his hand still holding the vibrator. He pulled it out of you, but just when you thought he was going to stop punishing you and finally fuck you, he pressed the vibrator to your sensitive bud and pushed his fingers into you, curling them.

“Fuck! Sir, please!” You cried out, feeling the familiar coil forming in your lower stomach from the combined feeling of the vibrations on your clit and the drilling of Hoseok’s fingers in your heat.

“Don’t cum yet,” Hoseok warned, yet his actions contradicted his words as he switched up the vibrator another level and pushed his fingers deeper into you, his knuckles meeting your lower lips.

“Sir! Sir, please. Please let me cum!”

“Not yet, baby.”

You shut your eyes, feeling your body take over as you released around his fingers, moaning loudly and breathlessly. Hoseok sighed and turned off the vibrator, setting it aside before turning to you.

“I guess you’re not getting anything tonight,” Hoseok said, reaching for his clothes. You jolted up and immediately shouted, catching his attention. He smirked and turned back to you, swiping his fingers over your slit. “Beg me. Beg me to fuck this little whore pussy of yours.”

“Please, sir! Please, please fuck me. Please, I need you. I need your cock, sir. Please fuck me, I need you so bad,” You begged, tears springing to your eyes as you fidgeted in the cuffs, wanting to be free so you could touch him.

Hoseok tilted his head and looked at you, like he was actually considering leaving you here to suffer. You gasped when Hoseok kneeled behind you, gripping his cock to position himself between your folds. You pushed your hips back, desperate for him, but he grabbed your waist and held you in place.

“Don’t make me change my mind.”

You nodded furiously, dropping your head between your cuffed arms. 

“I’ll be a good girl. I promise. I promise I’ll listen, sir,” You said desperately. 

You let out a sinful moan when Hoseok finally thrusted into you, filling you up so well. Your walls were aching, and you clenched around Hoseok’s cock, earning a small groan from him. He pulled his hips back and snapped them forward, pushing into you deeply from the very first move. 

You nearly cried as he set a relentless pace from the beginning, drilling into your aching pussy like he was just as desperate for you as you were for him. He slid his hands down and grasped your breasts, running his thumbs over your nipples as he rammed into you, stretching you out so perfectly.

“Hoseok!” You cried, pushing your hips back to meet his thrusts. Hoseok let out a groan, one hand moving to your hip and the other wrapping around your neck, squeezing slightly. You gasped as he pulled you back to meet his every thrust. Breathlessly, you grip the cuffs, trying to support yourself as you neared your release.

“Fuck-“ Hoseok groaned, hips snapping until they slowed and he was cumming inside you, his cock twitching between your walls. You moaned as Hoseok let go his hold on your throat and slipped his hand down between your legs, rubbing at your clit. He slowly moved in and out of you as he rubbed fast circles into your clit, your thighs clenching from the feeling. “Cum, baby.”

The combined feeling of his fingers pressing into your bud and his thrusts sent you over the edge, a hoarse moan escaping your mouth as you clenched around him, your torso giving out as you dropped to the mattress, gasping for breath.

Hoseok slowly pulled out of you and took a deep breath before unlocking the cuffs and turning you over, pressing a kiss to your lips. You smiled and kissed back, tangling your fingers in his black hair. Hoseok then pulled away and kissed the tip of your nose, whispering to you.

“I love you,” He smiled.

You smiled back and threw your arms around him, pulling him into a hug. You nuzzled into his shoulder and whispered back.

“I love you too.”

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3... 2... 1... Recording! (M)

Request: #31 & #45 joonie or tae please!

Pairing: Taehyung x fem!reader

Genre: Smut, Established Relationship

Warnings: oppa kink, sub!reader, dom!Taehyung, recording sex (is there a term for this???), unprotected sex (do I even need to say wrap it up anymore), cum play, creampie, fingering, Taehyung being a dumbass at the end

Word Count: 1.7K

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“Hey, what if we tried recording ourselves having sex?”

You immediately choked on your ramen at Taehyung’s words, coughing loudly as you reached for your water, taking a few sips before staring at your boyfriend, absolutely shocked. Of all the things he’s requested to do in the bedroom - bondage, breath play, oppa kinks - you never expected this to be next.

“Where the hell did that come from?” You asked, setting your chopsticks down to rustle your fingers through your hair.

“I was just thinking…” Taehyung began, scooting closer to you in his chair. “I’m gonna be going on tour soon. I want something to remember you by when I’m-“

“Horny?” You finished his sentence, and he shrugged in defeat. “You make it sound like I’m gonna die.”

“If you die, I’m going with you,” Taehyung joked, poking your cheek.

“Seriously, though. You really want to try that?”

Taehyung stared at you for a moment, and the way his eyes stuck to you, you could tell he was having a whole debate in his head, as he always did over the smallest things.

“Only if you want to,” He answered, smiling sweetly. You rolled your eyes and stood up, Taehyung’s following you as you grabbed his hand and led him down the hall to the bedroom. You looked back at him, sending him a deathly glare.

“By the way, if you show this to the others, I’m breaking up with you,” You warned, earning a chuckle from Taehyung.

“Duly noted.”

As soon as your hand twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open, Taehyung walked forward and tugged you to him, kicking the door shut with his foot. He immediately latched his lips onto your neck, a low groan reverberating against your skin.

You gasped and laughed, tapping his shoulder to make him ease up, yet he ignored you and slipped his arms further around your waist, biting softly on your pulse point. Taehyung’s hands slid down to your ass, squeezing it through your jeans.

In response, you hopped up and Taehyung dug his arms underneath you as you wrapped your legs around him. Taehyung carried you over to the bed and gently dropped you down, connecting your lips not a second later. You smiled into the kiss and ran your fingers through his newly dyed hair - a bright shade of red. The night he FaceTimed you to show you, you nearly screamed out of excitement. He knew it was the one color you couldn’t wait to see on him.

Taehyung’s hands roamed over your clothed body, fingers trailing against your exposed skin, goosebumps following his touch.

“You sure you’re okay with me filming?” Taehyung asked, scrunching your shirt up to expose your stomach as he pressed a kiss to your skin, eyes lidded in desire.

“Absolutely,” You said, sitting up to tug your shirt off and throw it aside, the fabric landing on the living chair in the corner of the room. Taehyung smiled and pressed his lips to yours as his hands worked on unclipping your bra, tossing it aside to join your shirt.

Taehyung patted your thigh, and you nodded, lifting your hips up so he could take off your jeans. He pulled them down swiftly, leaving you in just your underwear. Taehyung stood up and set his phone on the bedside table before ridding himself of his clothes. He then grabbed his phone again and held it up to you, pressing the record button.

You smirked and slipped a hand down between your thighs, rubbing over your clothed slit, throwing your head back from the wetness that seeped through. Taehyung groaned and climbed over you, his phone still in hand.

“This is the way oppa likes you best, baby girl,” Taehyung whispered, nearly earning a whimper from you. God, did he know your weak points.

Taehyung pointed his phone down to your heat and slipped a free hand underneath your panties, cupping your mound just to feel the arousal pooling between. He smirked and swiped his fingers up and down your slit, a small whimper escaping from you.

“My Princess is so wet for me,” Taehyung praised, suddenly pinching your bud. You yelped and jolted from the sudden feeling, squirming underneath him. “Oh, sensitive, are you?”

“Be quiet- fuck!” You snapped back only to cut yourself off with a gasp as Taehyung plunged his fingers into you, curling them to hit that sweet spot that always managed to have you crying out Taehyung’s name. You bit down on your lip and turned your head to the side, cheek pressing against the bedsheets as Taehyung pulled his fingers out and twisted them back in again until his knuckles met your lips.

“My baby girl is dripping. I can’t wait to fuck this tight little pussy,” Taehyung growled, positioning himself between your legs. You bent your legs, pressing the soles of your feet on the bed to give Taehyung better access to your core. He gripped his cock with his free hand and swiped the tip over your slit, relishing in the feeling of the warmth radiating off of you.  

Suddenly a wave of self-consciousness washed over you and you covered your face with your hands, Taehyung laughing at your reaction.

“Why so shy?” Taehyung spread your lips with his thumb, lowering the camera to show your soaked cunt. He pushed his hips forward slightly, teasing your entrance. You whimpered, face flushing with embarrassment.

“Taehyung…” You whispered, wanting to feel some sort of release from all of the tension building up in your body. Taehyung hummed and pulled back, hand squeezing your breast as he rubbed his thumb over your nipple.

“That’s not my name, Y/N.”

God, this could not get any more embarrassing and arousing at the same time. Something must be wrong with you - though if something were wrong, you weren’t sure if you wanted to fix it.

“Oppa, please- ah!” You moaned out as Taehyung slid into you, burying his cock deep inside you until his hips met yours. Taehyung groaned and gasped, focusing his phone on where you were joined.

“My princess is taking me in so well,” Taehyung grunted, throwing his head back as he felt your walls gripping him. You bit your bottom lip to prevent any sound from coming out but ultimately failed when Taehyung snapped his hips into you. “Fuck.”

Taehyung moaned loudly, his deep voice filling the room as he pulled back and slid into you, stretching you out perfectly. Your back arched from the pleasure, allowing Taehyung to slide deeper into you. He set a steady pace, thrusting in and out of you, his phone recording the entire thing as he gripped your waist, nails digging into your skin.

“God, you’re so tight,” Taehyung moaned, rolling his hips against yours, leaving you a moaning mess underneath him. Your mewls only motivated him to speed up, now thrusting into you at an incredible pace, sending your body jolting up with each movement. Taehyung ran his hand over your abdomen, pressing down on where you could feel him inside you. “You look good getting fucked… Now smile for the camera.”

You covered your face with your arm, wincing as Taehyung rammed into you, the only sound filling the room being your skin slapping together and both your and Taehyung’s loud moans. It was a new feeling, knowing he was recording you - sure, it wasn’t the wildest thing you’ve done in the bedroom, but god, was it one of the hottest.

Taehyung continued pushing into you, hitting your g-spot with every thrust until you will crying out underneath him, hands gripping at the bedsheets. He smirked and slid his hand down to your clit, rubbing fast circles into it with his thumb, still thrusting into you at a quick pace.

You moaned, thighs clenching along with your walls as you felt a coil beginning to form in your lower stomach. Taehyung must have noticed the way you were clenching around him, as he sped up the movements of his thumb and his hips, hitting you with a wave of pleasure that had you screaming out his name.

“Cum for oppa, baby girl,” Taehyung growled, hitting your g-spot again with one final thrust before you were sent over the edge, eyes shut as you moaned out his name and released yourself around him, thighs shaking and toes curling. Taehyung cursed under his breath, his cock twitching inside you. After a few thrusts, he found himself cumming inside you, filling you up to the hilt as he moved his phone to film the entire thing.

After taking a moment to breathe, Taehyung pulled out of you, immediately shoving his fingers into you, a loud whimper escaping from your mouth from the feeling. He curled his fingers then pulled them out, moving them to spread his cum across the skin of your rising stomach. When you finally looked up at him, he was licking the excess off of his fingers, staring intently at you.

“You did so good,” Taehyung praised, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips. You sighed and smiled, kissing back before he stopped recording to lift you up and move you under the covers. He crawled over you to lie beside you, arm slinging over your waist, his other hand holding his phone. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” You said back, closing your eyes to fall into the dream world. Taehyung rolled over to set his phone on the bedside table when you suddenly heard him speak in a low voice.

“Oh fuck.”

“What?”

You rolled over, looking at Taehyung’s shocked face as he stared at his screen. He froze and ever so slowly turned his head to you, fear overtaking his eyes.

“I may have accidentally sent the video to the group chat.”

You groaned and rolled back over, burying your face in the pillow.

“You’re dead to me, Kim Taehyung!”

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Don’t Tease Me (M)

Request: could you do a jimin drabble with #3 #25 #64 ? 👀

Pairing: Jimin x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Public sex, teasing, dom!Jimin, spanking, unprotected sex (be safe kids), creampie, rough sex, dirty talk, name calling/degradation

Word Count: 1.4K

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It was always a dangerous game, messing with Jimin - especially when you were with the boys. So when one night you took your teasing too far, you lit a fire inside him, and found yourself pressed up against the wall in a restaurant bathroom, screaming out his name as he pounded into you from behind.

But it didn’t start out this way.

You sat at the diner table with the members of BTS, waiting for your food to be delivered, conversing to pass the time. Seokjin was in the middle of telling one of Jungkook’s embarrassing moments when you slid closer to Jimin, your dress riding up slightly underneath the table. Your bare skin pressed against the red leather seating, sweat lining your body.

Jimin looked to you and smiled, leaning over to kiss your cheek. You almost didn’t want to tease him, but the thought was too much to resist. As he spoke to Namjoon across the table, you slid your hand across his thigh, slightly squeezing, earning a glare from Jimin. With an innocent smile, you pulled your hand back and sighed in relief as the food finally arrived. You dug into your chicken, and all was calm for a while.

That it, until you placed your hand back on Jimin’s thigh. Jimin choked a bit on his salad and looked at you, eyes narrowed.

“What are you doing?” Jimin whispered under his breath.

“I’m bored,” You whined, rubbing his leg. You walked your fingers up his jeans until you reached his crotch, slightly brushing over it with your open hand. Jimin’s breath hitched, and you smiled to yourself before pressing down slightly, already feeling his jeans tighten underneath you.

“You are really trying it, Y/N,” Jimin growled, grabbing your hand as he continued to eat with the other, acting like nothing was happening under the table.

“I wanna play.” You squeezed his crotch, earning a low groan from him. Yoongi gave you both a questionable look, although, through his eyes, it looked like he already knew what was going on.

“You guys okay over there?” Yoongi asked, and suddenly, all eyes turned over to you. You quickly pulled your hand away, smiling innocently while Jimin was left in a flustered state, a shade of red spilling over his cheeks. You took a bite of your chicken and wiped your mouth before responding.

“Just fine. Right, babe?” You said, looking over to Jimin, who was practically staring at you with daggers in his eyes. If looks could kill, you’d be 6 feet under that very moment.

“Yes, we’re fine,” Jimin muttered, taking a sip of his wine.

The others returned to their conversation, allowing you to slip your hand to Jimin’s thigh again. This time, he quickly caught your hand and pulled you out of the booth, earning confused looks from the rest of the boys.

“I have to talk with Y/N real quick. We won’t take long,” Jimin said, tugging you away from the table despite the others whispering and tilting their heads in confusion. He pulled you aside into the bathroom, locking the door behind you.

When he turned around, you swore you felt your blood run cold. It’s as if all of the sweetness and kindness that filled Jimin had just disappeared, and all that was left was a lustful predator waiting to feast on his prey.

“You think that’s funny? Teasing me under the table like that, when we’re out in public with the boys?” Jimin growled, taking a few steps toward you. You stepped back until your back hit the wall, the cold tile pressing against your exposed skin.

“It’s a little funny, yeah,” You laughed, rolling your eyes, only to cut yourself off with a gasp as Jimin slammed his hands on either side of you, trapping you against the wall.

“I don’t like playing games, Y/N.” Jimin’s eyes scanned you over, taking in every inch of your body. He drank up your image, catching his bottom lip between his teeth.

“I just wanted a little attention,” You pouted, gasping when Jimin suddenly turned you around and hooked his fingers under the hem of your dress, pulling it up to bunch at your hips.

“Fine. I’ll give you attention.” He rushed to unbuckle his belt, freeing his cock from his underwear. You squealed as he grabbed a handful of your hair and yanked your panties down just enough to expose your throbbing cunt. It tasted the outside air for just a moment before being stretched wide open as he thrusted balls-deep.

“Babe, fuck-not here!” You moaned loudly, grabbing his arm that wrapped around your waist to pull you back against him.

“You asked for it, now you’re getting it,” Jimin growled, hoisting up your leg before pushing your torso against the wall, slamming his cock up into you. You cried out, relishing in the feeling of him finally inside you, stretching you out so good. Your fingers tried to grip at something, yet they couldn’t find anything and slid down the tile walls, your body jolting forward with Jimin’s thrusts. You hissed as he hit a spot deep inside you that had you trembling in his arms.

“Don’t go so deep!”

Jimin grunted and nudged your leg up a little, providing more access to your core as he ignored your words and kept thrusting deep into you, your cheek pressed against the cold bathroom wall. Your loud moans were sure to have flown past the bathroom door and out to the restaurant, but nothing mattered more than the feeling of Jimin between your legs, pounding you senselessly.

“Tell me who owns this pretty little pussy! Tell me!” Jimin said, groaning as he kneaded the flesh of your ass, pushing your back with his arm to press you against the wall, an electric jolt running down your spine. Jimin slipped his hand down to your clit, pinching it in time with his thrusts. You whimpered his name, hitting the wall with your palm in defeat.

“You! Fuck, you, Jimin!” You moaned, now sobbing as he kept fucking into you relentlessly. You felt your stomach tightening, and your eyes rolled back in pleasure as you felt yourself nearing your high.

“You gonna cum, baby? Cum all over me like the little cockslut you are?”

You nodded quickly, crying out his name, your pussy clenching around his cock in a need for release.

“Yes! Please, Jimin. Please let me cum!” You begged, reaching back to hold the back of his neck and pull him down to you for a passionate kiss, his hips still moving at a quick pace. Suddenly, he pulled out of you and moved his hand to rub fast, messy circles into your throbbing clit. “Jimin, please!”

He hoisted you up and buried his cock deep inside your quivering hole, erupting deep inside you and bathing your walls in hot seed as you frantically came around him. You screamed his name, throwing your head back, focusing on the way his cum dribbled down your thigh as he pulled out.

You took a moment to catch your breath and ground yourself, as stars were already dancing in your vision from the intense orgasm you just experienced. Never before had Jimin made you cum that hard - and god, did you want to experience it again. Yet, your heaving chest and sweating body left you at your limit for the night, though you weren’t complaining.

Jimin dressed up again, then hovered his hand over the towel dispenser and ripped off a paper towel, walking back over to you to clean you up, his eyes locked with yours the entire time. When he finished and threw out the paper towel, you turned around and pulled your soaked panties back up, smiling at him.

“We’re so getting kicked out,” You laughed, Jimin joining in with a small giggle as he helped you tidy up your appearance, though, you really wouldn’t do much fooling, coming out of the bathroom together after your loud coupling.

The second you opened the door, you were met with the eyes of a very disgruntled employee, her arms crossed and eyes narrowed.

“I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” She said. You simply shrugged and smirked at Jimin, grabbing his hand to pull him back to the table where the others were already finished and waiting for you, their faces noting their obvious disappointment. Namjoon sighed and rolled his eyes, turning around to leave.

“You couldn’t even wait an hour, you horny shits,” Hoseok grumbled, whacking the back of Jimin’s head. As you walked down the aisle, earning disgusted looks from other customers, you leaned over to Jimin and whispered to him.

“Worth it?” You asked, and Jimin scoffed, slipping one hand down to tap your ass.

“Definitely.”

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Forgive Me (M)

Pairing: Kim Seokjin x fem!reader

Genre: Established Relationship, Smut

Warnings: soft Jin, dirty talk, kitchen sex, unprotected sex, creampie

Word Count: 1.5K

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11:43 PM.

He still wasn’t home. 

You stared at the food you had cooked hours ago laid out on the dining table, now cold and tasteless. The chandelier light shone off the silver utensils neatly wrapped in napkins, almost professional looking. Your body tensed, thinking about how much of a waste of food this was, and that you shouldn’t have even offered to cook dinner for the night. 

You groaned and rose up from your seat, taking the dishes into the kitchen to throw out the food, sighing seeing how much you were throwing away. Mindlessly scraping away at the plate in your hand with a fork, you couldn’t help the small sniffle that escaped. You noticed the moisture beginning to collect in your eyes as you set the dishes into the sink. 

The sound of the door opening and shuffling of feet made you roll your eyes as you reached into the sink with the sponge, rubbing soap onto the dirty dishes. Footsteps trailed to the kitchen behind you, and you heard a familiar, sweet voice paired with it.

“Hey, you’re still up?” Seokjin asked, taking off his coat to hang it on the coat rack. 

“Yeah, I’m up,” You replied in a monotone voice.

“You should go to bed, you’ve got work tomorrow.” Seokjin came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder. You tensed up at his touch, conflicted with your emotions. “Jagiya?”

You huffed and set down the plate in your hand, then turned around to face him, ripping his arms away from you.

“I waited for two hours, Jin. Where were you?” You asked in an annoyed tone. 

“Some of my coworkers wanted to get dinner after work, so I went with them,” Jin explained. You felt his words tear your heart apart, and you simply turned back around, and angrily continued washing the dishes, talking in an aggressive tone. 

“Great. So I made dinner for nothing,” You scoffed. You heard Seokjin groan and facepalm himself.

“Shit, I forgot,” He said. You scoffed in disbelief. “I’m sorry, jagiya. I’m really sorry. I just forgot.” He returned his hands to your waist, placing a kiss to your cheek. You moved your head to the side, prying his lips off of your skin, and placed the clean glass in your hands on the drying rack, moving onto the next piece of dinnerware, your hand aggressively scrubbing the glass clean. 

“I’m sorry too, for wasting all of that food. You know, I was really excited to cook dinner for you, but you just decided that wasn’t good enough and went to eat out instead. That really hurts, Jin. It really fucking hurts.”

“Jagiya, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to forget. I just got caught up in the moment.” His arms tightened around you, and his chin rested gently on your shoulder as he watched your hands firmly grip the sponge, rubbing the glass in your hand intensely. “Let me make it up to you?”

“No. I’m mad at you. Go to bed, I’ll sleep in the guest room.”

“Baby, please. I’m sorry.” Seokjin pressed himself further up against you, pressing his crotch into your backside, sending a fluttery feeling through your body. “I love you. You know I love you.”

Jin cradled your face in his hand and turned your head to face him. He then pressed his lips against yours, his eyes fluttering shut at the feeling of your lips against his. You broke the kiss and turned your head back to the sink, determined to stay mad at him, despite the wetness beginning to form between your legs.

“Your lips always make me wonder what the rest of you will taste like,” Jin whispered against the skin of your neck, placing a wet kiss under your jawline. Your grip on the sponge tightened, pushing bubbly soap out of it until it dripped onto the sink. 

“Go away. I’m annoyed.” You set down the sponge and washed the soap off your hands, drying them off on a nearby towel.

“I miss how soft your skin feels.” His hands ran under your nightgown, one rubbing against your stomach while the other slid down to your exposed core. “Hm, no panties?”

“I didn’t wear any… for you,” You confessed, relishing in the feeling of his fingers running over your slick heat. 

“I love you, Y/N. You know how much I love you.” Jin placed a kiss on your neck as his fingers teased your clit, rubbing it in slow, small circles. You leaned back into his touch, your hand gravitating towards his arm to move him further into you. His fingers prodded at your entrance, and he easily slipped them in due to your wetness. “Goddamn, you’re wet.”

“Shut up,” You snapped back at him, only to cut yourself off with a gasp as he pumped his fingers into you, his other hand trailing up to knead your breast, rubbing your sensitive nipple in between his fingers. “Jin…”

“Fuck, say my name again.” Seokjin moaned as he attached his lips to your neck again, sucking on your skin. You bit your bottom lip, suppressing a moan as Jin’s fingers sped up, sliding in and out of you with ease, curling occasionally inside your tight walls. “Can I have you tonight?”

“You already know the answer,” You sighed with a small smile, finally giving in to your boyfriend. Jin pulled his fingers out of you and brought them up to your lips, and you obligingly opened your mouth, allowing him to insert his fingers, making you taste yourself. Your tongue swirled around his fingers, and you smirked, feeling Jin’s erection press against your ass. 

You turned around and rested your arms on his shoulders, leaning in to kiss him. His lips danced with yours, and it was obvious you were both hungry for more. Seokjin tapped the counter beside you, and you quickly got the message, hopping up on the counter. You instinctively spread your legs, giving Jin a clear view of your dripping core. 

“You’re so beautiful, all wet and horny like this, just for me,” Jin smirked as he began undoing his belt. You bunched up the bottom of your nightgown and took the hair tie on your wrist to tie the loose bit at the back, giving easier access to your heat. 

Jin had just finished undressing his lower half, and after he kicked his hands and boxers away, you watched him approach you with darkness in his eyes. He gripped his cock, pumping it lazily as he lined himself up with your entrance. He slipped the tip in, already stretching you out just right, and you couldn’t help but throw your head back from the feeling. 

“You’re so beautiful, jagi. I love you.” Finally, Jin slipped all the way into you, a low moan escaping from both of you as you felt him stretch your walls, his cock twitching slightly inside you. He gently grabbed the back of your head and pulled your head forward, making you watch yourself being filled by his cock. You clenched around him at the sight, and he groaned, pulling his hips back just to slam back into you. You pinched your eyes shut, letting out a quiet whine. “I don't think I've ever seen you this wet sweetheart." 

“Shut up and fuck me already,” You groaned, and Jin happily obliged, gripping your hips to begin pounding into you, sending your body jolting with every thrust. You cried out and gripped the edge of the counter, knuckles turning red from the pleasure you were receiving. Every stroke of his hips allowed his cock to brush against your g-spot, hitting it at the perfect angle that had you screaming out for more. “Fuck, Jin!”

“I love you so much, jagiya. I love every part of you,” Seokjin whispered, leaning over you as one hand rested on your lower back, holding you, his hips pressing into yours rhythmically. “Every inch, every crevice.”

“Jin…” You moaned, tangling your fingers in his hair, his speed picking up at you tugging at his locks. The familiar coil beginning to form in your stomach, you clenched around him, earning a groan and a snap of his hips.

“You close, Y/N?”

“Yes- please-“

Seokjin smirked and slowed his pace as he felt himself nearing closer to his edge as well. You threw your head back, resting your body against the counter while Seokjin continued ramming into you.

“Cum for me, jagiya,” Seokjin whispered, trailing his hand down to play with your clit. Your legs shook as your orgasm ripped through you, his name leaving your lips along with a string of loud moans. Seokjin cursed under his breath and snapped his hips a few times then found his release inside you, his cock twitching between your walls. 

You both took a moment to catch your breaths, then Seokjin leaned down to kiss you before grabbing a few tissues to clean you up. He smiled at you as you rested your arms on his shoulders, your lips hovering over his. 

“Still mad at me?” Seokjin teased, making you roll your eyes as you leaned in to kiss him.

“You’re lucky I love you.”

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Jealousy At Its Finest (M)

Request: Hey boo , could you do the 29 and 27 with jealous jungkook xx

Pairing: Jungkook x fem!reader

Genre: Established Relationship, Smut

Warnings: possessive Jungkook, dom!Jungkook, spanking, unprotected sex, rough sex, marking, cum kink, creampie, daddy kink, multiple orgasms, degradation/name calling

Word Count: 1.4K

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Jungkook was always the jealous type - he made it very clear. So much as a glance from one of the other boys sent him into a frenzy that would have you grabbing the bed sheets and screaming his name. Next thing you knew, your ability to walk properly the next day would be long gone. It was one thing, the only thing, about him that annoyed you, since the only outcome from these situations was you face down on the bed while Jungkook rammed into you from behind.

And of course, tonight was no exception.

You let out a loud groan as you shuffled into the living setting down your almost empty cup of tea on the coffee table before flopping on the couch. The boys were busy messing around and talking, as per usual. It was always comforting to be with them, like they were a second home to you. 

You laid across the couch, legs hanging over the edge as you talked to the boys when Jungkook suddenly loomed over you, eyes darkening in seconds. Something about the way he stared at you had your thighs clenching within seconds, your core throbbing with anticipation. 

As much as you hated when Jungkook got possessive, sometimes, you enjoyed pushing his buttons. Sometimes, you wanted him to dominate you, as if you brought it on, the punishment would be that much sweeter. 

And tonight, you did just that.

Brushing your hands over the other boys, closely whispering in their ears, hell - even sitting on Jimin’s lap at one point. You did anything you could to piss Jungkook off - but when you jokingly flirted with Namjoon, that was the final straw. 

Jungkook grabbed your hand and pulled you to your feet roughly, making you stumble slightly. The others looked to him in surprise, but he paid no mind, and instead dragged you to his bedroom, shutting the door behind the both of you.

“You’re really pushing my limits,” Jungkook hissed.

“Good. I’m going to keep pushing them and pushing them until you push me down, push my legs apart, and push your cock into me,” You challenged.

Jungkook growled, pushing you down onto the bed. He crawled over you, pinning down your wrists with force as he pressed his lips to yours, slipping his tongue in immediately. You widened your eyes in surprise, but then again, you brought this on yourself. The very idea of you successfully pushing Jungkook over the edge increased the arousal pooling between your legs. 

Fluttering your eyes closed, you tilted your head to deepen the contact, but Jungkook quickly dipped down to mark your exposed neck, biting harshly. You winced, but that only provoked him to further mark you up, decorating your soft skin in hickeys and bruises. 

“Jungkook-“ You began, only to have Jungkook cut you off with a rough kiss. He pulled back, drinking up your image with his darkened eyes. Suddenly, he pulled you to sit up and hooked his fingers under your shirt, throwing it off to the side. Your bra was gone in the next second and his mouth attached to your nipple, sucking harshly. 

In the few times you had teased Jungkook and ended up like this, never before had he been so aggressive. Something about the way he handled you had you whimpering at his touch, begging for more. 

Jungkook stood up and yanked down your jeans and panties in one fell swoop, then rid himself of his clothes before kneeling on the bed. His hands grabbed your body and he roughly flipped you over, pushing a gasp out of you as he pushed your legs apart, revealing your glistening pussy. His palm smacked down on your left cheek, then your right, and he groaned at the way you whimpered. 

“I’m going to fill your tight pussy with my cum and you’re going to walk around for the rest of the night, knowing you’re filled with my cum,” Jungkook growled, gripping his cock with one hand as he slid the tip between your lips. 

Digging his fingers into your firm flesh, he thrusted forward and buried himself deep in your trembling pussy. He kept you at exactly the right angle for his cock to stretch open the entire length of your trembling pussy with each deep stroke. You cried out in ecstasy as he grabbed you tightly and buried his cock with deep, rapid thrusts.

Jungkook dug his fingers into your soft skin, gripping tightly and forcing the last inch of his cock to disappear inside you with each thrust. The bed rocked with each of his movements, loud cries falling from your lips. Each time he slammed into you mercilessly, his cock hit your cervix and your whole body lurched.

“Daddy- fuck!” You moaned, hands clenching the sheets. His cock brushed against your g-spot, and with a groan, he brought his hand down to spank your ass in time with a particularly deep thrust. “Fuck, oh my god!”

“That’s right, baby,” Jungkook groaned. Let everyone know who’s fucking this pussy right.”

He laid into your tight pussy, keeping a hand firmly on your lower back to keep you low to the mattress and line up your slick heat for his punishing thrusts. Your whole body tensed and your pussy clamped down on his relentlessly invading cock. 

“You gonna cum, baby? Cum all over Daddy’s cock like the little cockslut you are? Huh?” 

From his words alone, you found yourself squinting your eyes shut, screaming out his name as your orgasm washed over you, your pussy squeezing around his throbbing cock. He stared into your eyes as he gently secured himself balls deep in your cunt and began to cum, watching your blush deepen as the heat in your stomach grew. 

Jungkook reached down to pet your hair and rub his thumb over your lips. You sucked his thumb affectionately, slathering it with drool as he slammed deep into you again, an animalistic scream ripping from your throat. 

“Fuck!”

Your thighs shook as the sensitivity kicked in, but Jungkook kept pounding into you with no remorse or mercy. He grabbed your hair for leverage as he fucked his cum deeper and deeper into your warm fleshy sex with each forceful stroke. Long, deep strokes send his cock deep into your flesh, savoring the heat at the core of your sex.

“That’s my good girl. Taking Daddy’s cock like the little slut you are,” Jungkook whispered into your ear, pulling your head back to bend your back. Your body jolted forward with his thrusts and he let you go to return his hands to your hips, pulling you down with each of his strokes. 

You clenched around him, feeling your second orgasm rise up deep in your stomach. Jungkook must have noticed, as he began to speed up the movements of his hips, despite your doubts that he could go any faster. 

“Cum, you minx. Fucking cum.”

Your tight pussy rhythmically clenched as a powerful orgasm washed over you when you felt the second hot ropes against your walls. You trembled and sighed, stealing glances between your thighs as his pulsing rod filled your thoroughly stretched cunt with thick ropes of cum. 

Pleasure greater than the sweetest you had ever experienced in your lifetime coursed through your body as your pussy swelled with his hot load. Your well-fucked cunt squeezed and clenched, hungrily milking every last drop of thick, sticky seed from his pulsing shaft.

You collapsed onto the bed, exhausted and still cumming hard while his cock slipped out of your thoroughly creamed hole. A stein of thick, sticky cum still connected to your stuffed cunt and his throbbing, still hard cock as he finally pulled out.

Your slender chest heaved as his thick seed flowed out of your sore, stretched pussy. You smiled and sighed as he flipped you over, grabbed your head, and gently made you look at the aftermath of your furious coupling.

After you both took a moment to breathe, Jungkook leaned down to kiss you, his gentle movements making you giggle at how he was able to switch between the two so easily. You kissed back, smiling as he pulled away and stared at you with lidded eyes.

“Have you learned your lesson?” Jungkook asked, tilting his head. You laughed and leaned in, hovering your lips over his for a brief moment.

“I might need another reminder.”

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Channel Eden: Live (1) (M)

Summary: Welcome to Channel Eden, a live broadcast where your sessions are recorded live and shared across the space station Illume, where all human life is located. During this time, you will be paired with other Kiwanos and Roses for private time, allowing you to rise up in the ranks and gain more attention. Remember, consent is our #1 priority!

Pairing: Yoongi x Black Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: unprotected sex, exhibitionism, live cam sex, broadcasted sex, rough sex, fingering, scratching, oppa kink, slight orgasm denial, Yoongi’s hidden cum kink, creampie

Word Count: 2.7K

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Ding! 

Floor 32...

The automated voice resonated through the small elevator, your back pressed up against the chromium walls as you let out a sigh. Fingers traced over the thrumming wristband around your wrist, the screen inside blinking a few times when the elevator doors opened, revealing the first floor of the shop inside the building. A few dozen people, men and women, spread out around the floor, looking through the numerous items displayed on the shelves. 

You stepped out of the elevator, craning your neck to take in the view of the shop and all of its products. Lined along the glass shelves were handcuffs, both soft and steel, while the center circular shelf held more intimate sex toys, like vibrators and magic wands. Against the wall were clothing racks filled with lingerie, a few women already sifting through them, looking for the perfect fit.

With a sigh, you lifted your arm to view your wristband, which was blinking once again, this time displaying the words:

CONGRATULATIONS ON BECOMING A ROSE! CLAIM A FREE ITEM AT THE SHOP!

Not knowing what to claim, you wandered around the shop, avoiding the stares of others as you looked at the products, wondering which to buy. You were new to the program, so you didn’t really have any idea on how this worked. 

A voice on the intercom suddenly came on, announcing that there were only five minutes left until the next matching. Hurriedly, you picked up some white lingerie with red bows and held your wristband to the electronic tag, the device buzzing twice before a message came up saying:

YOU HAVE CLAIMED ITEM #4035659. PLEASE CHOOSE A KIWANO AT THE BOOTH.

You quickly walked over to the machine in the corner of the room, holding your wristband to the scanner to verify your identity. As a first time Rose, you had the luxury of choosing your first partner. Afterwards, it was all up to the AI. You swiped through the potential matches, a few of them catching your eye until you came across a Korean man. His hair was black as the night, bangs grazing against his brows, and his jawline perfectly sculpted his face. He had small, gentle eyes, and a slight smile on his thin lips.

Your heart jolted at the sight of him. Almost immediately you pressed REQUEST, and after a few moments of waiting nervously for the result, the machine dinged and your request was accepted. 

KIWANO #6094 HAS BEEN CHOSEN. PROCEED TO THE AUDITORIUM.

Your lips raised into a small smile as you headed back into the elevator, taking it down to the very first floor. When you exited, the auditorium was almost fully packed and the lights were already dimming indicating you barely just made it in time. You hurried into a seat near the back and turned your attention to the screen, which flashed white for a moment before the presentation came on.

WELCOME TO CHANNEL EDEN: LIVE! YOU HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED INTO A PRODIGIOUS PROGRAM WHERE YOU CAN FIND NEW PARTNERS AND GET INTIMATE, ALL THE WHILE BEING BROADCASTED TO OUR CHANNEL. AS A FIRST TIME USER, YOU ARE ABLE TO CHOOSE YOUR FIRST PARTNER. MAKE IT COUNT! AFTER TODAY, LEAVE THE MATCHUPS TO OUR AI! EVERY TIME YOU HAVE A SESSION, YOU HAVE A CHANCE TO RAISE UP IN THE RANKS TO POSSIBLY MEET UP WITH OUR MOST POPULAR KIWANOS AND ROSES. YOU WILL EARN CREDITS BASED ON HOW WELL YOUR SESSION IS RECEIVED BY THE AUDIENCE, WHICH CAN BE USED TO BUY NEW ITEMS AT THE SHOP. REMEMBER, CONSENT IS OUR #1 PRIORITY. HAVE FUN!

The lights were turned on and simultaneously, everyone’s wristbands pinged, the loud sound echoing through the auditorium. You looked down to your wristband, and the man’s face from before came up, along with a floor and room number.

Floor 6, Room 78…

You caught your bottom lip between your teeth, standing up to head to the elevator, moving along with the crowd. You packed into an elevator with at least ten other people and stared at the ceiling until you reached Floor 6, then you squeezed through the packed elevator and exited into the hallway. Your bag from the shop was slightly crumpled, but the lingerie inside was still intact thankfully.

You made your way down the hall, all the while looking at the room numbers until you found the 70’s hall, and evidently your assigned room. Holding your wristband up to the lock pad, your wristband buzzed and the device on the wall dinged, and lo and behold, the door had opened, revealing the room inside. 

With trepidation, you stepped inside, but quickly realized there was no one else in the room. You shrugged, assuming the man was still on his way. After all, the building was filled almost to its capacity. You’re surprised the station didn’t topple over in the sky yet. You set your bag down on the counter, and decided to change into the lingerie, then wait on the bed.

After a few minutes, the door opened and you jumped from the sudden sound, but your fear turned to wonder as the man stepped inside. He looked even more beautiful in person. His skin was golden and glowing in the light. His body was lean and muscular, his biceps showing through his skin-tight long sleeved shirt. He smiled at you, then set his own bag on the counter before turning back to you.

“Hi. Are you Rose #7948?” The man asked, and you nodded after a moment of thought to recall your number.

“My name is Y/N,” You said, reaching your hand out to shake his. His hand wrapped around yours, his skin cold, but still comforting.

“Yoongi. Is this your first time?”

“Yeah.” You looked over to the television screen against the wall, where the room was being displayed, you and Yoongi both facing each other with an awkward tension. The camera above the screen buzzed slightly, zooming in on your face. “Is it your first time?”

“No, I’ve been registered here for about five months. Didn’t really have many sessions though.”

Yoongi’s eyes traveled across your body, taking in the sight of you sitting beneath him, your dark skin standing out from the white lingerie. His tongue darted out to lick his lips, and his eyes darkened ever so slightly.

“That’s surprising. You’re really attractive,” You said, not even realizing the bluntness of your comment. Yoongi simply laughed, his shoulders raising with each giggle. 

“I never really found anyone I was attracted to…” Yoongi hummed, suddenly pressing his knee beside you, slightly leaning over you. You gulped nervously. Honestly, you had expected some average looking man to be matched up with you, but little did you know you had the power to choose your partner. And boy, you were not disappointed. “Until now.”

Yoongi grabbed your shoulders and pushed you down onto the bed, hovering over you with a smirk on his face. Your eyes widened and you yelped slightly from the sudden action, a blush creeping over your face. Why were you so anxious? It’s not like you’d never had sex before. But then again, you’d never had sex with such an attractive man.

Yoongi’s hand slipped down your arms, raising them above your head to pin them to the mattress. His eyes drank up your image once more before speaking.

“I like to do it rough. Are you okay with that?” Yoongi asked, tilting his head slightly. You nodded and he smiled, then he crashed his lips down onto yours, his fingers tightening around your wrists. The hunger he had for you was well enough contained, barely slipping through his unaffected demeanor - at least until now. The way he moved his lips against yours in passion showed just how excited he was to be with you.

Yoongi slipped his tongue into your mouth, and while your tongues jousted, he grinded his hips into yours, notifying you of the growing tent in his pants. You let loose a small moan, to which Yoongi swallowed up, and smiled, knowing he was already doing a good job at pleasing you. You turned your head to the side as Yoongi attached his lips to your jawline, sucking and nipping at the skin. Your eyes landed upon his bag from the shop, and you quickly spoke up.

“Wait! What did you buy?” You asked. Yoongi raised his head, looked at his bag, then back at you, shaking his head slightly with a wry laugh.

“It’s just lube. We won’t need it. I’ll have you dripping and ready for me soon enough,” Yoongi smirked as he let go of your wrists, sliding one hand down beneath your panties to swipe his fingers against your heat. You shuddered against his cold touch, arching your back slightly as you let out a whine. It had been so long since you’ve felt the touch of another human being. “You look so beautiful in this, baby girl.”

Yoongi slowly teased your slit with his fingers, spreading your lower lips and brushing his thumb against your clit before he suddenly slipped two fingers into your heat, simultaneously capturing your mouth with his again, swallowing your moans. He drummed them in and out of you at a quick pace, stretching you slightly to ready your body for him. 

Even though he had just started, something about the way his fingers moved and curled inside of you, and the fact that such a beautiful man was pleasuring you, you already felt your stomach tightening.

“Cumming so quickly? I barely just started,” Yoongi laughed against your lips. You whined and squirmed underneath him, one of your hands reaching up to grab the back of his neck. Your mouth fell open, a silent moan escaping as Yoongi’s fingers curled inside you, hitting your sweet spot. In no time, you were soaked, your hand gripping the bedsheets as you felt yourself nearing your climax.

Unfortunately, Yoongi could tell and he pulled his fingers out of you, leaving you a whimpering mess. He brought his fingers up to his mouth, licking your glistening nectar off of them, his eyes locked onto you as he did so. He stood up and began taking off his clothes, nearly falling over while he wriggled out of his tight leather pants. After a moment, he was fully bare before you, your eyes wandering to his strained cock. You shimmied out of your panties, throwing them off to the side.

“This is the way oppa likes you best, baby girl,” Yoongi growled, crawling over you again, the tip of his cock brushing over your core. You bucked your hips up, wanting to feel him inside you already, but he simply laughed at your eagerness and quickly kissed your lips before he gripped his cock and lined himself up with your entrance. “You ready?”

You nodded profusely, just wanting to feel him already. He smiled and pressed his tip against your entrance, then roughly slammed into you, sending your body upwards slightly. His hands moved to your hips, holding you in place as you cried out, throwing your head back into the sheets. Your heat was throbbing at this point, as his rough entry was suddenly stretching you out after months of being celibate. 

“God, you’re perfect,” Yoongi moaned in your ear. “So fucking wet for oppa, baby.”

Yoongi snapped his hips up, pushing his cock further into you, eliciting a sinful moan from you. You brought your hands to the back of his neck, pulling him closer as he began to set a rough pace. His fingers dug into your sides as he let out small grunts in time with his punishing thrusts. You gasped, nails dragging down his back as he sped up, fucking into you with ease.

Your pants and moans filled the room along with the sound of your thighs meeting his skin. You felt your wristband buzz a few times, but you barely even noticed due to the pool of pleasure you were swimming in. Yoongi lifted your leg slightly, ramming into you with incredible speed. You pinched your eyes shut, moaning loudly as the tip of his cock hit your g-spot. 

Every movement of his hips felt like pure heaven, and the burning hunger lingering in your body could barely be contained anymore. Yoongi let out a hiss as you scratched his back again, so caught up in the pleasure that you didn’t even notice you’d scratched hard enough to draw blood. Yoongi still kept pumping into you, focused on pleasuring you.

“Yoongi!” You whimpered, earning a curse from the man slamming into you from above.

“Fuck, say my name again,” Yoongi growled, digging his nails into your skin. “God, you feel so good around me.”

“Oppa~”

Just that one word had Yoongi growling again, his hands lifting your legs over his shoulders before he thrusted into you again, this time much deeper. Your hands fell to the mattress, and you gripped at the bedsheets as Yoongi pounded your heat. Sweat dripped down the side of his face and down his neck, highlighting his features. 

You felt a tight coil beginning to form in your gut, and your body was slowly unraveling with bliss. Yoongi cursed and moved one hand down between your legs, thumb rubbing quick circles into your clit. You clenched around his length, and he let out a deep groan, returning your action with a particularly deep thrust. 

“You close, baby?” Yoongi hummed, biting his lower lip as he stared at you underneath him, your breasts bouncing with each of his harsh thrusts. You nodded, whining slightly, making Yoongi twitch inside you. “You want me to cum inside you? Pump your tight little pussy full of cum?”

“Yes! Yes!” You screamed, throwing your head back at Yoongi’s relentless pounding. 

Yoongi groaned and quickened the pace of his thumb against your clit, along with his hips, which moved fluidly and swiftly. You shut your eyes, nearly spilling over the edge when Yoongi pinched your clit, ultimately making you squeeze around him in rapturous climax. You cried out his name and arched your back as your walls pulsated around his cock, the feeling itself sending Yoongi over the edge as well. As he slammed into you one last time, you shuddered as his cum filled your tight hole.

“Fuck!” Yoongi gasped, his cock twitching inside of you. 

You both laid there, taking a moment to breathe when Yoongi eventually pulled out, his cum leaking out of your hole and onto the bedsheets below. You reached between your legs to taste a sample of the sticky fluid. Yoongi smiled, leaning over to kiss you one last time when both of your wristbands suddenly buzzed. 

You lifted your wrist to see the following message on the screen of your wristband.

RANK UP! YOU ARE NOW RANK 3.

YOU HAVE RECEIVED 1053 CREDITS FOR YOUR SESSION!

You laughed and looked up at Yoongi, who turned his wristband to show you his rank and earnings, both of which were nearly tripled as much as yours. Your mouth hung open and he laughed, kissing your cheek.

“Don’t worry, you’ll have time to grow,” Yoongi assured you. 

“Is it possible to have more than one round?” You asked seriously, and Yoongi laughed again.

“Nope, once each of us cums, the session’s over.” Yoongi looked over to the camera, then turned back to you, throwing a sneaky wink. “There are ways to cheat the system though.”

“Any way we could have another session?”

“Liked it that much, huh?” Yoongi stood up and reached for his clothes, slipping on his underwear as he answered with a head shake. “It’s all up to the AI.”

“Man, now I wish I’d paid more attention in my Programming classes. Could’ve hacked the system.”

Yoongi threw his head back as he let out a loud laugh, then he looked at you with bright eyes.

“Now that would get you banned. And if you wanna see me again, you definitely don’t want to get banned,” Yoongi said, smirking slightly.

“Well, here’s hoping the AI knows what it’s doing,” You sighed, and Yoongi nodded.

Despite your doubts about Channel Eden, it turned out signing up had been absolutely worth it. If every session was like this, there’s no way you’d want to leave. Little did you know - this was only the beginning of what may have been the best week of your life so far.

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Channel Eden: Live! (2) (M)

Summary: Welcome to Channel Eden, a live broadcast where your sessions are recorded live and shared across the space station Illume, where all human life is located. During this time, you will be paired with other Kiwanos and Roses for private time, allowing you to rise up in the ranks and gain more attention. Remember, consent is our #1 priority! 

Pairing: Jungkook x Black Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: unprotected sex, exhibitionism, live cam sex, broadcasted sex, bondage (handcuffs), spanking, creampie

Word Count: 1.8K

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2 minutes left, and you hadn’t even narrowed down a single object to buy from the shop. There were only a small number of items you could purchase, but the mystery of your partner’s kinks and your own doubts had been holding you back for a long time. 

Suddenly, a woman came up from behind you and tapped on your shoulder. You turned around and stared at her quizzically, eyes glancing over your wristband, time ticking down slowly.

“I saw your broadcast yesterday. It was so hot!” She smiled, and you couldn’t help but slightly smile back. You were glad someone enjoyed it - although to be honest, you were still getting used to the whole broadcasting thing. “If I were you, I’d go for the handcuffs. Those steel ones over there are half off.” The woman pointed over to the shelf with the handcuffs, the price surprisingly low. 

“Thank you,” You said, rushing over to pick up one of the handcuffs. You brought your wristband up to the electronic tag and both vibrated for a moment, a message popping up on your screen showing that you had purchased the item. Luckily, just as you finished bagging your item, your wristband buzzed again, this time showing you your next location.

Floor 3, Room 13.

Hurriedly, you entered the loosely packed elevator and rode up to your level, exiting to find your room. Once you found it, you lifted your hand to the electronic lock pad, and it beeped for a few seconds before the door opened.

To your surprise, there was already someone in the room, who turned around as you entered.

Your heart nearly beat out of your chest. Goddamn, this man was attractive. His facial structure, his perfectly sculpted body, just the way he stood there… who wouldn’t find him hot? A smile spread across his lips and he waved, walking over to you.

“Hi, I’m Jungkook,” The man said, reaching out to shake your hand. You gracefully accepted it, his hand wrapping around yours tightly. His touch was warm, comforting, and thrilling all at once. “And your name is?”

“Y/N,” You answered, flashing a small smile at him. Your eyes traced over his chiseled features, his jawline sharp and his eyes keen. He had to be Korean as well, taking into account his name and his appearance. Funny, two Korean men in a row. Maybe the AI really did know what you liked.

Jungkook ushered you inside and you set down your bag on the counter, noticing it was practically empty, no other bag in sight. With curious eyes, you turned to Jungkook and spoke in a stable manner.

“You didn’t buy anything?” 

Jungkook clicked his cheek and laughed quietly to himself, shaking his head slightly. He took a seat on the edge of the bed, running his slender fingers through his hair, the veins on his muscular arms sticking out. 

“Nah, I ran out of credits. I bought time with someone else,” Jungkook explained. “It was a lot.”

“You can buy a session with someone?” You questioned, a little surprised, given the way the people here practically idolized the AI for its incredible and accurate matchups.  

“Yep, but it’s like 80,000 credits.”

“Wow, you’ve probably been here for a while, huh?” You sat beside him, palms pressed against the sheets as you leaned back slightly, staring at the ceiling briefly before looking back at him.

“Almost a year now.” Jungkook smiled to himself, then turned his head to look at you. “What about you?”

“Ah… I actually uh, just joined yesterday,” You admitted sheepishly, ducking away from his judgemental gaze.

“Wow, you’ve barely bloomed, little Rose.” Jungkook then gently pushed you down and straddled your waist, leaning down to let his lips ghost over yours. Your breath hitched as you felt his hands wander your body, fingers tracing over your exposed skin. “Maybe I can help you grow.

You smiled and Jungkook leaned down to fill the gap between your lips, his body immediately moulding into yours. His movements were sweet but dominant, something you found nearly impossible for anyone to do in bed, but somehow, he pulled it off. His hands cupped the side of your face and he tilted his head so your noses didn’t crash together, taking the opportunity to deepen the kiss.

Jungkook suddenly slipped his tongue into your mouth, exploring all corners as he grinded his hips slightly into yours, his erection quite obvious at this point. You sighed as Jungkook caught your bottom lip between his teeth, pulling it back just to let it snap back into place. Your gazes pierced one another’s, and the clear sexual tension between you two was growing exponentially.

You were about to go back in for another kiss when Jungkook suddenly lifted his head and looked off to the bag on the counter, then back at you. 

“What’d you buy?” Jungkook asked, quirking up a thin eyebrow.

“Handcuffs,” You said bluntly. Jungkook’s lips curved into a smirk and he stood up, heading over to the counter to reach into the bag and pull out the handcuffs. He spun them around his finger, standing over you, then spoke in a deep voice.

“Strip.”

Happily obliging, you slipped out of your clothes until you were laying bare and naked in front of him on the bed. Jungkook turned you over and took your two hands, pulling them behind your back before cuffing your wrists, the cold metal sending goosebumps across your skin. He tugged on them slightly to check it’s strength, then hummed in contempt when he found it to be tight enough. 

“Did you get the shot?” Jungkook asked, and you looked back at him, nodding.

When joining the program, Channel Eden gave you the option to receive a infertility shot - something for the women who didn’t want to get pregnant while in the program. In this day and age, you thought you’d be better off single and childless, so you opted in. Thankfully, you barely even noticed any difference in your body from the chemicals.

“Good. I plan on holding you down and fucking you until I fill that cute little pussy with my cum,” Jungkook smirked, your mouth opening in shock when he brought his palm down on your left cheek. He then unbuckled his pants, quickly wriggling out of them and throwing his shirt off to the side. 

After slipping out of his underwear, he climbed over you, turning your face to look back at him so he could kiss you for a quick moment. His length made contact with your ass, and you squirmed slightly, trying to gain a friction with him pressed up against you. Jungkook laughed and ducked his head away, looking down as he grabbed his cock, tapping it against your cheek. 

“Knees,” He commanded simply, and you shuffled to stand on your knees, keeping your upper body laying down, your cheek pressed against the sheets. You glanced back at him as he positioned himself, barely inserting the tip. “Smile for the camera, baby.”

Jungkook easily slid into you all the way on his first thrust due to your wetness, expanding and stretching your walls deliciously. Your mouth fell open and a small gasp left it, your eyes shutting as you took a moment to adjust to his size.

Jungkook pressed one hand into the small of your back and gripped onto the handcuffs with his other hand, pulling back slightly at the same time of his hips when he suddenly slammed back into you, the cuffs clanging quietly from the sharp movement.

You stared at the television screen, staring at yourself and Jungkook buried deep inside you. The sight alone made you clench your walls around Jungkook, earning a small moan from him.

“Fuck, baby,” Jungkook growled, wetting his lips with his tongue as he set a steady pace.

You moaned harmoniously, taking in the feeling of his hips moving with fluidity and ease, his cock sliding in and out of you, your walls wrapping around every inch of him. 

Jungkook pulled back on the handcuffs, suddenly yanking your body upright so his chest was pressed against your back. He wrapped an arm around your waist, holding you up against him as he kept delivering his punishing thrusts. 

His hand slid over your abdomen, where you swore you could feel him in your gut. He moaned in your ear, nipping your earlobe before attaching his lips to your neck. He sucked harshly, and you knew there was definitely going to be a bruise there tomorrow.

Jungkook kept you steady in place, allowing himself to ease thrust in and out of you, his cock brushing over your g-spot ever so slightly. You gasped and leaned your head back onto his shoulder, giving him further access to your neck.

Instead, his hands roamed up to your breasts, cupping them as he rammed into you particularly deep, earning a loud curse from you. Jungkook’s lips rose into a smirk against your neck, and he angled you slightly so that with every thrust, he was hitting your g-spot.

“Fuck, Jungkook!” You cried out, nails scratching against his abs. Your eyes pinched shut in ecstasy, your stomach twisting and turning as you felt the growing waves of pleasure threatening to pull you under its weight. 

Jungkook must have noticed, and he matched your state, as his thrusts were growing sloppier and slower, indicating he was close as well. You clenched around him, trying to bring him over the edge when he suddenly pushed you down against the bed again, this time hovering over you to slam into you relentlessly from above. 

Each of his deep thrusts sent your stomach and mind into a numbing frenzy, and you felt yourself nearly spilling over the edge. Jungkook moaned loudly, slamming balls-deep into you when he suddenly cut himself off with a curse, losing control.

“Shit!” Jungkook groaned, his cock pulsating before filling your core up to the brim. Thick, sticky strips of white painted your walls, and the feeling alone had you cumming around him in seconds. 

You fell over as Jungkook loosened his grip on you, sweaty cheek pressed against the sheets as your chest heaved up and down, slowly regaining your breath. Jungkook ran his palms over your back, sighing quietly as he pulled out, his length coated in your release.

After you both came down from your highs, Jungkook unlocked the handcuffs and you rubbed your wrists, happy to finally be free of the steel restraints. You looked up at him as he began wiping both of you up with the tissues on the side table. 

“That was probably one of the best sessions I’ve ever had here,” Jungkook admitted, your lips twitching up into a smile, knowing you had made him happy.

“Same, and I’ve only been here for two days,” You laughed, Jungkook chuckling quietly to himself at your words. You watched Jungkook throw the tissues into the automated waste disposal bin, which whirred as it decomposed the material in seconds. 

“I’m glad we matched up.”

“Me too.”

You smiled to yourself, looking forward to the sessions to come, wondering what else you would get the chance to explore. 

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Channel Eden: Live! (3) (M)

Summary: Welcome to Channel Eden, a live broadcast where your sessions are recorded live and shared across the space station Illume, where all human life is located. During this time, you will be paired with other Kiwanos and Roses for private time, allowing you to rise up in the ranks and gain more attention. Remember, consent is our #1 priority!

Pairing: Seokjin x Black Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: unprotected sex, exhibitionism, live cam sex, broadcasted sex, blindfold usage, fingering, creampie

Word Count: 1.9K

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Even though you had racked up nearly 1600 credits during your session with Jungkook yesterday, you decided to skip the shop today, instead waiting outside, watching flashes of previous broadcasts from other sessions on the television screen embedded in the wall. 

Highest on the charts was a red headed woman and a black man using some sort of advanced penetrator machine. You could definitely see why it was the highest ranked currently. They moved with such passion and fluidity, you’d think there was something more going on underneath. Channel Eden never really said anything about forbidding relationships between Roses and Kiwanos, so perhaps they were a couple, or just fuck buddies.

 Your face flushed a deep red when the screen suddenly flashed the broadcast of you and Jungkook from yesterday. Although, your eyes wandered back up to glance at Jungkook’s face. His eyebrows were furrowed in concentration as he thrusted into you from behind, grip tight on the handcuffs. You then realized you were getting flustered watching your own broadcast, but millions of other people have watched it too. And then, out of nowhere, you laughed. You laughed loudly in the middle of the hallway. A few other people looked at you like you were insane, but you paid them no mind.

 Suddenly, your wristband buzzed, indicating time was ticking down, and you had a few mere minutes left until your next session. You glanced over at the door to the shop which whizzed open, and out came walking a familiar face. Yoongi smiled when he saw you and walked over to you, greeting you.

 Yoongi leaned down to kiss your cheek, and you did the same, then pulled back to look at him. In his hand was a bag from the shop, something heavy inside from the way the paper was being pulled down. He wore a tight-fitting crewneck sweater, shaded full black. Yoongi noticed your eyes roaming his figure and he couldn’t help but smirk and snap his fingers in front of your face, pulling you out of your trance.

 “Still there?” Yoongi laughed, and you huffed to yourself, turning your head away embarrassed. “How are you?”

 “I’m good,” You answered, looking back at him with a small smile.

 “I saw you yesterday on the channel.” Yoongi smirked a little, making you duck away again, hiding from his intense gaze. Why were you so nervous around him - you already had sex with him. “Makes me wish I could’ve joined in on the fun.”

 “Well, maybe you’ll get another turn.”

 Your wristband buzzed again, your next location flashing on the screen. Yoongi did the same, then lowered his arm to look back at you with a smile.

 “Guess I’ll see you another time,” Yoongi said, waving goodbye. He headed down the hallway to the elevator, looking back at you to throw you a quick wink before turning around the corner. You laughed to yourself and looked back at your wristband.

 Floor 4, Room 26…

 You followed Yoongi’s trail and headed to the elevator, where one was ready and empty for you. You stepped in and pressed the button corresponding to the fourth floor and waited for the doors to close. Your stomach flipped as the elevator suddenly took off and went up to the fourth floor at lightning speed. No matter how many times you rode the elevator, you never would get used to the speed.

 The elevator reached the floor and you exited, walking down the hallway, passing by a few people who were searching for their rooms as well. A young woman with dyed red hair recognized you from yesterday’s broadcast and waved to you, squealing to herself. You waved back, and got back to your searching. Luckily, you were only a few steps away from the room. 

 You moved in front of the lock pad and did the same old routine, lifting your arm to hold the wristband to the device, which in turn unlocked the doors, providing access to the private room. You entered the room, which turned out to be empty, unlike you had expected. You sighed and sat down on the bed, staring at yourself in the monitor on the wall.

 After a few minutes, the door opened, and in came a man with broad shoulders and a perfectly sculpted face. Your jaw nearly dropped from his sheer presence. Oh my god, how many hot Korean men were in this program?

 The man smiled and entered, the door closing behind him as he walked over to set his bag down on the counter, then turned to you. 

 “Hi. What’s your name?” The man asked, his plump lips curving into a smile.

 “Y/N,” You managed to say, still distracted by his beauty. “Y-Yours?”

 “Seokjin, but you can call me Jin,” He chuckled, noticing your flustered state. “I know I’m handsome, but there’s no reason to be nervous around me.”

 You snorted at his confidence, even though it was definitely well-placed. Jin laughed at your response and glanced at the camera briefly.

 “Just so you know, I’m a lot more gentle than most Kiwanos, if you care for that,” Jin explained. You hummed and looked up at him with curious eyes. 

 “It would be nice to go at a different pace today,” You said, nodding. 

 “Good. Are you okay to move forward?” 

 “Of course.”

 Seokjin reached into his bag and pulled out a silk white blindfold, letting it drape across his slender fingers. He walked over to me and dropped it on the bed beside you, then leaned down to capture his mouth with yours. His kiss was sweet and gentle, much more different than Yoongi and Jungkook. Though, it was a nice change, to be handled like a human being. 

 Jin’s tongue slid past his lips and into your mouth, your hands delving into his hair as he pressed you against the bed, hovering over you. He trapped you between his arms and tilted his head to the side, deepening the kiss in seconds. His hips gently grazed over yours, a jolt shooting straight down to your core. 

 Jin suddenly pulled back and hooked his fingers underneath your shirt, pulling it off and throwing it on the floor. He then unclipped your bra and threw it in the same direction, immediately attaching his mouth to your nipple. You gasped, hands tangling in his hair as he sucked around your bud, nipping it to tease you. The stirring beneath his waistline had become too severe to ignore.

 Seokjin stood up and pulled down your pants, letting them drop onto the floor before he moved onto your panties. After placing a quick kiss to your navel, he gently pulled down your panties, letting them hook around his finger as he dropped them with the rest of your clothes. He then rid himself of his own clothes, soon standing before you bare. 

 His length was long and thick, to say the least. It stood proudly against his abdomen as he crawled over you, kissing your lips once more. He then reached for the blindfold and quirked up his eyebrows as he looked at you, asking for permission.

 You nodded, and Jin nodded back before taking the blindfold and wrapping it around your eyes, obscuring your vision. You felt his fingers gently tie the blindfold on the back of your head, and he whispered to you.

 “That’s it.”

 He lifted your leg and wrapped it around his waist, then moved his hips to rest comfortably on the inside of your thigh. His cock was pressed up against your core.

 You gasped and turned your head downward, trying to look in the direction where Jin had slid his hand to rub your clit with his fingers. With a whimper, you gripped the back of his neck, mouth falling open as he slid his two fingers into you, scissoring your walls to stretch them out. 

 Jin was so much more gentle than anyone you’d ever been with, but the way his fingers were curling as they thrust deeper into you had you thinking he would be changing his methods very soon. 

 Seokjin’s cock touched your heat, making you jump slightly at the sudden contact. You heard him laugh slightly, and by the next second, he was sliding into you, his size a pleasant surprise.

 “Ah- Jin…” You hissed, throwing your head back as he kept slipping into you until he was buried to the hilt. Seokjin wrapped his arms around you, kissing your shoulder as he dug his nails into the flesh of your ass. 

 Jin then whispered a warning before pulling out just to slide back in again. Dear god, he was moving so slow, but it felt so fucking hot. The way he was so careful with each of his movements, making sure that we were both getting the best out of it.

 Then, he began to set a slow pace, slipping in and out of you as he lifted your leg, allowing him to slide deeper into you. You whined, relishing in the feeling of your walls being stretched out so deliciously. 

 “Jin, Jin please go faster,” You begged, nails dragging across his broad shoulders. Seokjin laughed wryly and kissed your neck, then slid his hand down to the small of your back. 

 Suddenly, he began speeding up the pace of his hips, now thrusting into you quickly but steadily. You let out a half gasp, half moan and wrapped your arms around his neck, bracing yourself.

 Every thrust of his hips sent his cock deep into you, hitting a sweet spot that had you crying out his name and profanities of all kinds. Jin gripped your ass, holding you in place as he kept grinding into you, small grunts matching his thrusts.

 His lips attached to your neck, sucking and biting at the skin as he continued his deep thrusts, laying into you with long strokes of his hips. You moaned loudly when he rammed into you once, hitting your g-spot. 

 “You close? Hm?” Jin whispered, pushing you down onto the bed as he stopped the movement of his hips for a second to adjust your legs. He then entered you again, pressing your back further down into the mattress as he held your arms down on either side of you.

 Your thighs trembled in pleasure as you felt yourself nearly spilling over the edge, his continuous thrusts and deep grunts carrying you to salvation. Jin then moved one hand down your clit, rubbing it quickly with his thumb.

 “Cum, baby.” 

 As his words left his mouth, you felt yourself releasing all the tension you had collected in your body, your walls pulsating around his length as you came. Seokjin moaned and thrusted into you a few times when he suddenly twitched and spilled his seed inside you. 

 Seokjin and you both took a moment to catch your breaths, then the blindfold was off, and you could see Jin above you, smiling. He slipped out of you gently, then reached over for the tissues to clean you up. 

 “How was it?” Jin asked. You smiled and sat up, your fingers roaming through his hair. 

 “Amazing. Thank you,” You whispered, raising yourself to allow your lips to meet his. 

 You smiled to yourself, mind going through all the possibilities and opportunities you may have in the days to come at Channel Eden. Whatever it may be, you were ready.

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Channel Eden: Live! (4) (M)

Summary: Welcome to Channel Eden, a live broadcast where your sessions are recorded live and shared across the space station Illume, where all human life is located. During this time, you will be paired with other Kiwanos and Roses for private time, allowing you to rise up in the ranks and gain more attention. Remember, consent is our #1 priority!

Pairing: Hoseok x Black Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: unprotected sex, exhibitionism, live cam sex, broadcasted sex, sex toys (specifically a magic wand), squirting, Hoseok cheating the fucking system, multiple orgasms, rough sex, creampie

Word Count: 1.9K

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 It had only been five days and you’ve somehow managed to reach Rank 18 in the short time you’ve been at Channel Eden. Of course, you were still on the lower levels, nowhere near the highest man who was Rank 950 - but you were still proud of yourself nevertheless. Your sessions with Jungkook, Yoongi, and Seokjin were trending on the channel, being some of the most liked and viewed sessions for the week. Your few other sessions were just as popular.

 You exited the shop, bag in hand and a smile on your face as your wristband buzzed to show your designated room. Today, you’d bought a simple candle for the room to add a nice scent while you had your session. You headed to the elevator, pressing the Level 6 button, then waited for it to reach the level. 

 After stepping out of the nearly empty elevator, you were met with an even emptier hallway. It was pretty early in the day, after all, so you weren’t exactly surprised to see very little people. Most Roses and Kiwanos came during the late hours of the night, when most viewers are also watching the channel. 

You shrugged it off, confident that your session would still gain similar views to your other sessions, and headed down the hallway to your room. You did the same old routine of unlocking the door and stepped into the room, breathing in deeply as the door shut behind you.

 You set your bag down on the counter and pulled out the candle, setting it down on the bedside surface. You leaned down slightly, making sure your voice was loud and clear.

 “Ignite.”

 Suddenly, the wick spouted a flame and the candle was lit, and you smiled, thanking the innovation of the future. It was 3042, after all. It’d be crazy to not have self-igniting candles.

 The door opened and in came your Kiwano - another Korean man. What was it with all the Korean men in this program?! At this point, you honestly wondered if you should keep questioning it or just let it go. 

 The man smiled and set down his bag on the counter, and walked over to you, immediately grabbing you by your hips to pull you closer. You gasped quietly, taken aback by him starting to come onto you despite only being in the room for only ten seconds. The man smirked to himself, taking in your radiating heat.

 “Name’s Hoseok. And who are you, beautiful?” He whispered.

 “Y/N,” You said, swallowing the rest of your words. 

 The corners of Hoseok’s lips twitched upwards before he bent down to capture your mouth with his. He immediately slid his tongue past your lips, initiating a battle for dominance with yours. His hands roaming your figure, you slid your fingers to tangle in his dark brown hair, pulling slightly as he bit on your bottom lip. He grunted in response, then gently pushed you down onto the bed, removing his shirt before crawling over you, connecting your lips again.

 You moaned into the kiss as his hand squeezed your clothed breast, traveling down to slide between your legs and cup your heat. Your hips bucked up slightly, trying to gain a friction between the two of you. Hoseok smiled and unpopped the button on your jeans, then shoved his hand down past your panties, his fingers coming into contact with your clit. 

 Hoseok rubbed your clit in fast circles, his lips attacking your neck at the same time. You gasped, feeling your stomach jolt from the sudden stimulation, and you held back a loud moan when he pinched your clit, then slipped his two fingers into your heat. His thumb continued to rub at your clit, moving in perfect sync with his fingers that drummed in and out of you.

 “Hoseok-” You moaned, hands reaching up to the back of his neck to brace yourself. Hoseok smirked and thrusted his fingers deep into you, curling them until he found the spot that had you arching your back in unadulterated pleasure. Your walls were soaking, despite only a minute passing from when Hoseok had walked in the room. 

 Hoseok pulled down your jeans, giving him better access to your core, allowing him to pump his fingers deeper and faster into you. Your walls were aching and your body buzzed with a need for release. You whimpered out his name as he ground his palm against your clit, sending jolts of electricity through your sweaty form. 

 “You look so beautiful… you’re taking my fingers so well, baby girl,” Hoseok mumbled against the skin of your neck. “Look at me when you cum.”

 Your mouth fell open as you gasped for breath, feeling yourself nearly spilling over the edge as you stared deep into his eyes. His lips hovered just over yours, and he kissed you quickly before speeding up the movement of his fingers, now drumming them into you at an immense pace, his thumb working your clit in fast circles. That’s when you lost it. 

 Everything that was built up inside you came loose, but despite your walls clenching around his fingers as you came, he kept fingering you, his thumb still rubbing your bud. The overstimulation had you arching your back and moaning wildly, your eyes shutting tightly in pleasure as you came a second time. You heard Hoseok curse as you came down from your high, and when you opened your eyes, Hoseok was smirking down at you.

 “You just squirted,” Hoseok laughed. Your face immediately flushed with heat and you covered yourself with your hands, hiding your embarrassed expression. Hoseok laughed again, then stood up to grab the item he had bought from the shop. “Can you cum for me one more time, baby?”

 You removed your hands from your face just as Hoseok turned on the magic wand and pressed it against your clit. Your head was thrown back as a high-pitched moan left your lips. Your thighs were shaking, as you were still sensitive from your previous orgasms. Hoseok sat in front of you on the bed, holding the magic wand against your core. 

 “F-Fuck… I can- I can’t!” You cried, tears springing to the corners of your eyes. Hoseok turned up the speed of the device, the vibrations rattling your entire being as the growing waves of pleasure washed over you. 

 “If you cum, I’m going to have you punish you. Hold it,” Hoseok commanded, but you honestly weren’t even sure if you could. You were shaking like crazy, your muscles tensed and your mouth open as you gasped for breath. “Cum, baby.”

 And just like that, you screamed his name as you threw your head back in rapturous climax. Your pussy clenched and pulsated as you came in powerful, white waves, your juices drenching the magic wand, but that was the least of your worries. You rode out your orgasm against the device, hips bucking up periodically from the stimulation.

 Hoseok shushed you and pulled the magic wand away from your core, setting it down beside him as he cupped your face, looking down at you with concerned eyes. You leaned into his touch and took deep breaths, focusing on your surroundings, the faint scent of roses lingering in the room.

 “You okay?” Hoseok asked, and you nodded after you took another second to catch your breath. You sat up, supporting yourself with your hands as you looked at him with tired eyes. “Can you take another round? I still have to finish.”

 “Yeah, yeah I’ll be fine,” You smiled. 

 You stood up, allowing Hoseok to take your clothes off, along with his own. He led you onto the bed, and you kneeled, leaning down so you were laying face down on the bed, your legs driven apart. Hoseok kneeled between your legs and rubbed the tip of his cock against your already drenched pussy.

 Slowly and carefully, he slid himself past your lower lips and sank into your heat until his pubic bone met your core. You let loose a sinful moan, slightly clenching around his cock, earning a low groan from him as well. When he finally bottomed out, you looked back and gave him a nod, to which he responded by taking your arm and folding it behind your back. 

 Hoseok then pulled his hips back and thrusted back into you, making you gasp from the deep movement. He ran his fingers through your hair, then slightly pressed your head down into the mattress, muffling your moans. 

 “Smile for the camera, baby girl,” Hoseok moaned, snapping his hips back into you again. You gasped again, feeling the tip of his cock hit the top of your cervix. Hoseok twitched inside you, lost in the feeling of your walls tightly wrapped around him. Eventually, he gained his focus again and began to move at a steady rhythm, his cock stretching your walls with every thrust.

 Hoseok let out a low grunt as he rammed into you suddenly, earning a small moan from you. Beads of sweat slipped down the side of your face as he increased his speed, now slamming into you relentlessly, in need of your warmth. His cock filled you so perfectly, it was like he was made for you. He looked down at where your bodies were joined, cursing at the sight.

 Hoseok’s nails dug into your arm as he kept thrusting into you quickly and deeply. You were unable to form any coherent sentences as he pounded and filled your pussy, the only sound escaping your mouth being loud gasps and moans from the harsh movement of his hips. The sound of your skin meeting with each thrust filled the room along with both of your moans and groans. 

 “God, you’re perfect. So fucking tight,” Hoseok growled, pumping his cock into you at a quick, relentless pace. You screamed, yours walls squeezing around him as you felt yourself nearing your climax. Hoseok must’ve noticed as he was increasing the speed of his movements, now pounding into you with no remorse. Your moans could probably be heard around the entire station. 

 You slipped your free hand between your legs to try and bring yourself closer to your peak, but Hoseok grabbed your arm and held it down against the bed, grunting as he moved faster, his hips at lightning speed.

 “Ah, ah, don’t you dare touch yourself; If you’re going to cum, you’re going to cum from my cock alone.”  He matched his last few words with well-placed, deep thrusts, each sending you into a frenzy of pleasure. If he kept this up for much longer, you honestly wouldn’t be surprised if you passed out. 

 However, you were finally free when Hoseok slammed into you and hit your g-spot, ultimately sending you over the edge. You pinched your eyes shut and screamed in ecstasy as you squeezed around him, cumming the hardest you ever had. Hoseok moaned loudly and thrusted into you a few times before he found his own release, spilling his hot seed inside your tight pussy.

 Both you and Hoseok laid there, chests heaving as you took deep breaths after coming down from your highs. Hoseok pulled out of you slowly, his cum leaking down your thigh, a low curse escaping from his lips as he watched it run down your skin.

 “You’re incredible,” Hoseok laughed, turning you over to press his lips against yours.

 Oh, you could definitely say the same for him.

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Channel Eden: Live! (5) (M)

Summary: Welcome to Channel Eden, a live broadcast where your sessions are recorded live and shared across the space station Illume, where all human life is located. During this time, you will be paired with other Kiwanos and Roses for private time, allowing you to rise up in the ranks and gain more attention. Remember, consent is our #1 priority!

Pairing: Jimin x Black Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: unprotected sex, exhibitionism, live cam sex, broadcasted sex, flogging, face fucking, dirty talk, rough sex, oral (m. receiving), creampie

Word Count: 1.7K

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 You had been rising up in the ranks in the few days you’ve been here and the many sessions you’d had broadcasted. Among your most popular were the sessions with Hoseok and Jungkook, as well as a few others, allowing you to climb to one of the most well-known Roses in the program. You were in the top 30’s, earning a lot of attention from the other Roses and Kiwanos. Rumor had it there was a very sexy Kiwano who had his eyes on you, but for now, they simply remained rumors.

With a smile on your face, you left the shop, bag in hand. A few Roses greeted you, as well as a very handsome Kiwano, who sparked up a very intimate conversation as you waited for your room to be assigned. Talking with the man definitely made you consider saving up your credits to buy a session with him, but that would take months and dozens of sessions - and you weren’t sure if you were ready for that yet.

 Your wristband buzzed and up on the screen came the floor and number of your room. You excused yourself from the conversation and headed down the hall towards the elevator. As you reached them, the left elevator’s doors closed and it began its path upwards in the building. You sighed and pressed the button, waiting for the elevator on the right to come down, playing with the strings of the bag.

 Today, you’d bought another set of lingerie. This time it was red, with a slight corset around the waist to shape your figure further. Straps dropped down to the thighs, which would go perfectly with the thigh high stockings you were wearing. You smiled to yourself, wondering who your next partner would be.

 Finally, the elevator dinged and the doors opened. After waiting for the people inside to exit, you stepped into the elevator and pressed Floor 5. You stood there, tapping your foot against the floor as you listened to the jazzy music that played through the high-definition speakers. After a few moments, you reached the fifth floor, and you exited the elevator, walking down the hallways to look for your room.

 Now, you were fairly familiar with the layout of the building, so it didn’t take you long to find Room 53. You unlocked the door and stepped inside, waiting for the door to close behind you before taking off your clothes, changing into the lingerie you bought. You kept your heels on to add to the sultry look, but you were sure they would be off not moments after your Kiwano entered the room.

 A few minutes passed and you waited on the bed, looking around the room when the doors opened and in came an incredibly sexy man. Your jaw nearly dropped as you quickly recognized the man as Park Jimin, one of the highest ranked Kiwanos in the system. Jimin’s eyes landed on you and he laughed to himself, stepping inside to set his bag down.

 “Did you get all dressed up for me?” Jimin asked, quirking up an eyebrow as his gaze wandered over your now tense figure. His eyes darted back up to meet yours, and a small smirk made its way onto his lips. “You do know that I’m just going to rip that right off of you and fuck you senseless, right?”

God, those words nearly made you choke on nothing but the air surrounding you. Instead, a small gasp left your lips, and Jimin took that as his cue to reach into the bag, pulling out a flogger, his fingers running through the threads. 

“Come here and get on your knees. Show me how much of me you can swallow.”

You didn’t hesitate to run over to him, dropping to your knees as your hands unbuckled his belt, pulling down his pants and underwear with one swift movement. His cock sprang up, already rock hard. You gulped, taking in the sight of his size, but Jimin’s hand threading through your hair pushed you closer to him, the way he was looking down at you indicating his impatience.

You wrapped your hand around his cock, taking him into your mouth. Jimin groaned and tightened his fingers in your hair, pulling slightly, eliciting a small moan from you. You took a deep breath and began bobbing your head, your hand wrapped around the part of him that you couldn’t fit into your mouth. You swirled your tongue around his cock while simultaneously coating it in your saliva.

“Fuck, that’s it, baby,” Jimin moaned, grabbing a fistful of your hair to push you down further, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat. You gagged at first, but quickly accustomed to his size, slowly moving your head to pleasure him. Jimin caught his bottom lip between his teeth and let loose and low, guttural moan, the feeling of your mouth around him making his cock twitch inside you.

Feeling the untreated pleasure growing between your legs, you slipped your unoccupied hand down to your heat, rubbing your clit through your panties as you continued to bob your head. Jimin looked down and groaned at the sight of you pleasuring yourself as you sucked him off. His breaths were becoming more ragged by the second, and you knew he was nearing the edge from the way he was twitching in your mouth. 

Jimin suddenly tightened his grip on your hair, holding you in place as he quickly thrusted into your mouth, making you gag on him. He continued thrusting at a steady pace, fucking your mouth with ease, his head thrown back in ecstasy.

“Just like that, fuck. You like when I fuck your little throat? Does the feeling of my cock sliding against your tongue make your little pussy wet?”

Those words seemed to send you both over the edge as you both moaned loudly, his cock pulsing as he released his hot seed down your throat. Your legs shook as you reached your high from clitoral stimulation, and you moaned around his cock, unsure on whether to focus on him cumming down your throat or the feeling of your orgasm washing over you.

Jimin pulled your head back gently and his cock fell out of your mouth, the tip pressing against your lips as you looked up at him. He glanced over to the bed and cocked his head in its direction. You quickly got the message and stood up, kicking off your heels before rushing over to the bed to lie down and wait for him. Jimin walked over to you, the flogger still in his hand.

“Turn over,” He ordered, and you gladly listened, turning over so you were on your hands and knees, your ass facing him. Without warning, he brought the whip down onto your cheeks, earning a mixed cry of pain and pleasure from you. Not giving you any time to recover, he whipped you again, this time twice in one go. You dropped to your arms, pressing your forehead into the mattress as you moaned out his name.

The hits kept coming, and by the time he was done, your ass was red and bruised, your flesh stinging as tears pricked the corner of your eyes. Jimin rubbed his hands over your cheeks, trying to soothe the pain, but you jumped as his touch stung your skin.

“You’ve been so good, baby,” Jimin praised, his fingers hooking around your panties to pull them down to your knees, not even bothering to take them off as he lined himself up with your entrance. He pumped his cock a few times, eyes boring into yours as he pressed his tip to your lower lips, pushing in slightly. “You think you deserve to be fucked?”

“Please, please Jimin…” You begged in a whiny tone.

Jimin paused, like he was actually considering leaving you there high and dry, but your doubts subsided when Jimin pushed into you, his cock stretching your walls perfectly. Your mouth fell open and you let out a broken moan, palms pressed against the sheets as you adjusted to his size. 

After taking a moment to allow you to adjust, Jimin pulled back and rammed forward full-speed, his hands gripping your cheeks as he fucked into you quickly, throwing his previous regards for your comfort out of the window. You cried out, your skin hot under his hands as his desperate breaths and moans filled the room.

You continued at that pace for a time you couldn’t count, his hips ruthlessly slamming forward to push his cock deeper into you. Seconds were the breaths you let out, minutes the shake of your thighs as he pressed in and out of you, hours, the thrum of your blood in your ears. You never wanted it to stop.

Jimin let out a few soft grunts as he slipped in and out of you at a continuous rate, the sound of your moans letting him know he was doing a proper job at fucking you just like he promised. You screamed out his name as he hit your g-spot, his hands wandering down your back to press you into the mattress, angling your body better for his punishing thrusts.

“That’s it, baby. You’re doing so good,” Jimin praised, his nails dragging across your back as he moved his hands back to your ass, gripping your cheeks tightly. 

Jimin’s cock brushed against your sensitive and soft walls, thrusting rapidly in a need for his own release. You felt the sharp coil in your belly snap as Jimin pressed his fingers into your clit, rubbing it wildly in all directions. 

As you reached the apex of your pleasure, you screamed out his name and squirmed under his grip, Jimin moaning and cursing loudly as he twitched, cumming inside you not a second later. His cum painted your walls, and you moaned out from the feeling, almost wishing you could go another round just to feel him cum inside you again.

Breaths heavy and jagged, Jimin pulled out of you and you fell over onto your back, staring up at the ceiling as you both took a second to catch your breaths. When he finally looked at you, your eyes were glazed over, and your mouth was open, still gasping for breath. You slowly relaxed, your breathing settling into a slow and even pace as his was.

“Thank you,” You smiled, but Jimin shook his head and leaned down to press a short kiss to your swollen lips.

“Thank you.”

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