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[00:23] you heart pounded in your ears, feet slapping against the floor so hard that it hurt, they were behind you waiting for the perfect time.

the sounds of cars and people got louder, they might not do it in public but you’d never take the chance. the moon is shining brightly, your eyes glow a golden yellow.

without noticing you ran in to people, your bruised and hurt form surprised them, you look at them for help, pleading but they walk away.

although they weren’t to far away when an arrow lodged into your throat, they seen your last breath and life, the regret building up in them.

you just died, hurt because they didn’t want to help you.

Grave - Book 2: Ribbon & Rope (Chapter 3)

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Chapter 3

His fingers popped the button of your pants, and you felt a rush of excitement flood from your center to reach the far corners of your body and psyche. Good God, you wanted him to keep going… to keep good on his promise to finger fuck you right here in front of everyone. But the haze had hit, and you weren’t sure if your wants were to be trusted. Moments ago, you had wanted to be gangbanged on the street. And even though it was a glorious thought, one you had no shame in holding, one you might stash away to masturbate to in the future - it was a dangerous thought. You didn’t know them. You didn’t know if they were safe. Didn’t know if you had the wits to figure out if they were.

This was the part of the haze that terrified you. This is why marking was reserved for mated wolves and not single human women.

“Yoongi,” you called to him in a breathy whisper, just as he reached the zipper of your pants. You could feel the slight tension of his fingers on the pull, even though he held it still, but it felt as intense as if he was really touching you - your everything was just sensitive like that.

“Yes?” he inquired.

“I just…” You hadn’t realized it until now, but you had reached up and gripped a fist of his shirt. “... Don’t let me do anything stupid.”

His fingers left your zipper and came to rest soothingly on your thigh again. He looked hard into your eyes, looking past the shine and the lust to search for what it was that you were really saying.

“You still trust me, Y/N?”

You bit your lip and nodded rapidly. “Yes, but it’s not you I’m afraid of.”

He gave a reassuring nod, understanding you completely, then spoke softly, “I got you. I’m not going to let anyone else touch you. I promise - I’ll lock you in my apartment or tie you to myself for three days if I have to.”

A single laugh escaped you. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

He winked. “You wanna leave?”

You swallowed - your body was frozen stiff, but you felt like you were vibrating with all the energy. You were going to be mindless soon, and your mind wouldn’t return until you were properly satiated. You wanted to be well hidden away in Yoongi’s apartment by then. But, right now you still had your mind, and your entire being was coursing with a deliciously divine and diabolical sexual energy… maybe you had a little bit of time to play a game.

Your eyes sharpened in a devious shape, and your mouth slowly pulled into a mischievous grin, and Yoongi’s features cautiously began to match yours as he read your mind.

“I think,” you released the cling you had on his shirt, smoothing it out over his chest with your palm, letting your touch linger over what you were discovering was a solid, well-sculpted torso. “We should finish our drinks first. Don’t you?” your eyebrow raised in heavy implication.

His face split into a rogue grin. “It would be a crime to waste a good brew,” he agreed.

He released his hold on you, shuffling away from you slightly, and your insides whimpered at the loss in contact. He twisted in his seat, lifting his leg so his foot could settle behind you, the limb now acting like your back rest. He grabbed you around the waist and by the inner of your thigh, and in one strong tug, he pulled you back into him, so your shoulder was against his chest, his lips were at your neck, and your hips were cradled against him.

To the rest of the pub, you two just looked like a couple canoodling innocently in the corner - few knew there was something more sinister to come. But the few who knew knew.

He hitched his hand behind your knee, pulling it to rest over his leg, the action spreading you exquisitely open.

He reached once again for your zipper, only this time you didn’t stop him. It rumbled enticingly over your mound as he pulled it slowly undone, building a delicious anticipation with each millimeter.

“Are they watching,” you felt his breath on your skin, and it made you shiver.

You turned your head to look across the floor at the wolves. Yoongi’s mouth was then soft and sweet on your neck in a ginger press of his lips, and the act caused a small, airy noise to wheeze out of you and your eyes to flutter open and shut.

“Y/N,” his voice was low and commanding. “I told you not to make me repeat myself.”

His threat was far from threatening - it was an invitation. There was something in it that dared you to disobey, just to see what the punishment would be. You salivated at the idea, but you decided to comply, sharpening your vision towards where the three beasts had been sitting. Their eyes were all still hard and menacing on you - perhaps more glowering now that they knew what the Imp’s intention was. But their veiled threats served as nothing but fuel, and you felt an audaciousness within you spike, making you desire to become their villain.

“Yes,” you informed Yoongi, your tone showing all too well that you were enjoying it.

“Good,” he said, taking a small bite of your ear while his fingers danced just beneath the hem of your panties. “I give ‘em two minutes. You smell too fucking good already.”

“You can smell it?” you asked, not even remotely off-put by the idea.

“Mm-hm,” he nodded into the crook of your neck, nipping at the flesh with his teeth. “I bet you taste incredible too.”

His hand dove into your panties in one smooth motion, his middle finger dipping low, then pulling high, hitching under your hood to touch your clit bare.

“Oh, shit,” you gasped, your legs instantly shutting closed around his wrist.

Yoongi patiently removed his hand from you, then once again grabbed your knee and repositioned it over his lap. “This… stays… here, Y/N,” his voice was clipped and laced with authority.

“Yes, sir.”

He scoffed. “Shit, Y/N. "You’re gonna make me hard if you speak like that.”

The edges of your mouth began to turn up in a triumphant smile, but it was halted as he dipped his fingers down the front of you again. This time his elbow braced your thigh in place to ensure you didn’t move. His fingers dipped lower than before, following the long line of your slit, then pulled north slowly, firmly, splitting the lips apart and dampening his digits in your arousal.

You squeezed your eyes shut, and wrapped your hand around his forearm, your nails digging into his muscle to hold back a moan.

“Look at them,” Yoongi demanded again. “They want what I have. Let them know who you belong to."

"Mm," you shuddered, liking how possessively he spoke about you.

You opened your eyes once more, focusing on the wolves again, and taking in their sharpened stares. Most of the menace had gone, but need and primal desire had taken its place. Their bodies seemed to tense and relax, like they were subtly stretching before running a 100-meter sprint. They were ready to pounce. Bound across this room to get to you. They wanted you. They wanted to taste you, feel inside you, and fuck you stupid. And as much as a part of you really, really wanted that, what you wanted more was this - for Yoongi to have you, for him to let them know he had you, and to make them crazy knowing they wouldn't get you.

Yoongi’s fingers began to circle your clit with soft, conscious motions - readying the already crazy sensitive nerves collected there, teasing you ever so slightly with the need for more.

You were ready to beg for more, but before you could, he dropped his hand further, grabbing your pussy full in his palm. Your body jolted against him, and you felt a fresh wave of arousal flood between your legs.

You watched in delight as the largest wolf jerked as he caught whiff of your flowing pleasure.

Yoongi returned to your clit, pressing harder this time, swimming left to right, up and down around the bud. You could feel how slickened you were down there by the way he so easily slipped through you. You wished you could hear it over the chatter and soft music in the bar. You brought a finger to your mouth, biting down on the tip and your nail, trying to ensure you didn’t moan the alarm over the chatter and soft music.

Your hips began to swivel and thrust in tandem with Yoongi's motions, and you felt your body begin to heat with the need for so much more.

He watched you intently, his face stoic and non-chalant to any onlooker, but you could feel how his gaze burrowed into you, and caught every micro reaction you had to him.

He then looked to the wolves, firing at them a deliberate, smug, vanquishing glare - then he sunk two of his fingers deep inside you, bending his knuckle and clamping your pussy in his vice.

"Oh, God," you sputtered, your body wanting to lurch anywhere but here, but his hand around your waist dug into your soft flesh and held you right where he wanted you.

He pumped you once... twice... three times in deep, smooth, leisurely movements, then he withdrew his fingers from within you, and his hand from your pants completely.

His eyes still on the wolves, you watched him as he brought his sticky fingers above the table, then to his lips, before he opened his mouth and popped them inside. In a single, long, deliberate and arrogant display for the wolves, he sucked your arousal off his fingers, unblinking and moaning ever so slightly at the taste of you on his tongue.

You felt like you could come on the spot. It was such a cruel, subjugating move, and you fucking loved it. Every hair on your body raised.

You didn't know what bewitched you, but in an instant, you snatched at his wrist, curling your fingers around it, and brought his digits to your lips. His gaze diverted to you, and your eyes locked in a heated and charged exchange. Your lips parted and you dipped his forefinger deep into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you sucked it like you were sucking his cock.

Yoongi bit down on his lower lip, and you saw something lascivious flare behind his gaze.

Then you guided his hand down, back to your pants, encouraging him to stuff you full of him again.

He did, and this time there was nothing soft about it. Your back curved when his fingers curved inside you, and he began rubbing and twisting his way through your silky chamber and cavern, his thumb now rubbing violently around your clit.

Locked in each other's eyes, neither of you were even aware you had an audience anymore. But it didn’t matter, because, as predicted, the wolves had had enough.

Their chairs made loud scrapes across the floor as each of them stood, one throwing too big a wad of cash on the bar, before the all stomped out of the vicinity, wound tight with sexual frustration.

You smiled victoriously and arrogantly at each other, laughing even, but the triumph wasn’t enough for Yoongi to stop fucking you.

"You don't think they're going to be waiting outside to jump us, do you?" you asked, although you weren't at all concerned - at least not right now.

"Don’t worry," he said, then he pulled hard inside you and your body lurched itself towards him, your mouth falling open. "I promised I’d keep you safe."

Your blood was now hot. Your legs were trembling. Your nethers was throbbing in his palm. A searing tingle had wound tightly in your gut, and you knew your new panties had been ruined by now.

"Oh, fuck, Yoongi," you gasped, warning him of your impending climax.

His chin jutted forward as he patronized you, "You gonna come, baby? Is this pussy gonna make a big mess?"

"Fuck,” you sobbed, his pet name and dirty words only igniting you more. "I'm gonna scream."

"Don’t you dare," he warned, although it was more of a challenge. "No one gets to hear you come except me."

"Fuck... fuck..." you began to pant, signaling your arrival to the peak. Your hands reached for the collars of his shirt, violently twisting the cotton between your fingers. Your eyes rolled to the ceiling, threatening to slam shut, but he had a different idea.

"Eyes on me," he ordered you in a calm and level tone. "I want you to see me make you come. And you don't want anyone to know what we’re doing now, do you?"

"Noo," your lungs pushed out the word in a shaky breath.

"Good," he licked his lips. "Now be quiet."

He dug his fingers deep inside you, clamping over your ridge, finding that sweet spot inside you, then flapping his fingers rapidly over it.

"Mm," you heaved in a desperate attempt to make no sound. The edges of your vision began to cloud, and stars pricked in front of you, but you kept your eyes on him even though you really couldn't register anything you saw.

Then it happened… you fell off the summit - every muscle in your body pulled tight, your walls screaming as they constricted around his intrusion. You breathed a few silent whimpers, and then your throat closed as pure, unadulterated pleasure swept through your body like a tsunami.

"That's my girl," he whispered, as his fingers continued to flutter inside you, causing your body to spasm in archaic bursts of euphoria.

You pulled hard at his shirt, dragging his face to press against yours as you saw the end of your orgasm in the horizon. You thought your intent was to kiss him, but you couldn't quite configure your lips to do so through the short, sharp gasps for air. So instead, your forehead and noses pressed together, your lips brushed over each other's, until he took initiative and kissed the corner of your mouth,

When your orgasm finally released you from its clutches, you sighed several pitched quiet breaths, until they were silenced as his mouth found yours and swallowed the rest of them.

“Well… shit…” you breathed after the kiss ended, pressing your forehead against his cheek.

You felt his body rise and fall as he chuckled softly at you.

“We have a new audience now,” he said, looking around the room at some of the eyes that had taken notice of your hot “make-out” session in the corner. “You ready to go now?”

“Yeah,” you nodded, then pulled yourself from him and tried to discreetly do back up your pants and belt, while he managed to actually discreetly clean his hands with a napkin.

Yoongi gulped down the last of his beer, then he reached into his back pocket for his wallet, leaving enough money on the table to square the bill and tip the entire staff. He then shuffled from the booth, waiting for you to do the same, holding your coat open for you to slip on.

“How are you feeling?” he asked genuinely, as he took you by the hand and led you out of the bar.

“Um…” you thought for a moment, trying to tune into your body and how the haze was affecting it. It wasn’t a good idea. The minute you remembered the mystic curse was the minute it began to take hold of you.

The orgasm you just had was great, it was certainly enough to temporarily satiate you until you at least got back to his apartment - but fingers were just not enough for this thing. This thing was a heat - it’s purpose was mating. It wanted thrusting and pounding, moaning, and screaming, flesh and muscle, sweat and cum, dominance and submission. Your body craved all those things like they were all the necessities of life - and now that you had acknowledged it, you salivated for them.

You looked up at Yoongi walking beside you in the cool, damp night air. His hair swept off his face and tucked behind his ears - you wanted to run your fingers through it and anchor his face between your legs. His skin amber under the orange street lamps - you wanted to lick, and bite and kiss every inch of it. His body tall, and strong and lean - you needed to feel it’s weight on top of you, and its strength shifting your kidneys.

Your knees began to feel like butter more and more with every step. Your skin began to crawl, sensitive as hell, as if allergic to your clothing. Your mouth ran dry, then watered. Your every fiber began to buzz, more and more intensely with each passing second.

The heat’s warning shot had been fired, and now it was only minutes away from the big show.

“Let’s get back quick,” you managed to say, your tone as serious as death.

He gave you a delighted, sideways smile and winked.

You felt yourself blush, and your nether regions spark. You looked to the sky to hide your pursed and giddy smile, noticing the bright, full moon now visible over the skyline of the concrete jungle.

"How about that one?" Yoongi asked, and you looked around puzzled by what he was referring to.

"One what?" you furrowed your eyebrows.

"This lamppost. Didn't you say the last time you had a thing for them?"

"Huh?" you were confused, then you remembered your conversation from yesterday when you alleged that the last heat had you nearly humping Inanimate objects. You slapped him across the chest. "Oh, shut up."

He laughed, but then the sound was interrupted by the howls of wolves in the distance. It was so loud you could have sworn they were standing right next to you, but they were well outside the city limits, signaling the curtain call for a wild night of their own.

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BTS Aftertaste series : intro

Summary : ‘Mate’,this word was so important when it came to wolf packs.They believed the moon goddess tangled their fate with their mates.The only thing they needed to do was to find their other halves.If only that was so easy,7 alphas wouldn’t gather around and look so fed up with this destiny.However,that would change soon when they found unique scents,lingered in the air and left them only the desire as if it was an aftertaste.

- inspiration by Troye Sivan - Strawberries & Cigarettes  - werewolf au with a little mafia vibe - I swear I will keep it fluff like I used to write with other story.

Author POV.

Money was such an important factor that could lead power,success,friends and people to you as if it was a god.In their society,it became so important that hundreds of people could die for it.Voluntary or not,they died.

The council or ‘high table’ was all behind those scene.The scene of murder, terrorist and many deal that lead ‘human’ to death.It was one reason,money. When they gained money,they gained the power.The power to act like a god and rule this world or at least they thought it was like that.

The organization then established.

Bangtan Confederation was established by 7 highschool kids who wanted to against the high table.The reasons of it was they didn’t like how their ‘business’ was run by those people,their fathers include.They all were dangerous.Not because of how dark their world were,but also because of how they themselves were.Human forms that acted like illusion trapped some huge secret inside.The creatures people believed it was a pure myth.

The confederation consisted of 7 members who were alphas of their own packs. Grouping the 7 high rank packs wasn’t something easy.But they did it well and created the confedeartion,private organization,by themselves.

This is Bangtan Confederation.Beyond the scene that high table create for everyone to fear them and rule them easily.

                              A home for some,a hell for the others.

Kim Namjoon : Alpha from Ilsan,the leader of bangtan confederation.He was the founder of this society before it grew into a confederation with his 6 friends.The aim of it was to went against the hight table of the werewolf from their father’s generation.

With a scent he hate,but a taste he love : coming soon

Kim Seokjin : Alpha from Gwacheon,the underboss of the confederation.He wasn’t fond of his friend’s idea.However,he decided with his will to do it after seeing what the high table had done. 

A sweet scent that bring out his desire : coming soon

Min Yoongi : Alpha from Daegu,the leader for assin group.He didn’t like to be called a member of the confederation since he worked by himself.But if you messed with his people or his freinds,prepare to get shot in any moment.

A scent people hate,but it’s what he like : coming soon

Jung Hoseok : Alpha from Gwangju,the dealer.He negotiated everything for the house.If it didn’t end well,he killed.He didn’t like to talk much if it didn’t relate to the deal.His partned in crime was Jimin who would ride a bike along his side.

Ordinary scent yet unordinary : coming soon

Park Jimin : Alpha from North Busan,the watchdog of the house.He was calm and loved peace the most among 7 of them.He could be fierce and aggressive if he needed to; but,he prefered to be chill.

A scent that calm him,tame him : coming soon

Kim Taehyung : Alpha from Geochang,also the 2nd commander for deagu area. He was a cousin of Yoongi who grew up in Geochang.He wasn’t a member in this household to be exact.He was an allied of them.It just he was also important.

One scent is a light,the other is a shadow : coming soon

Jeon Jungkook : Alpha from South Busan,the spy.He was a young boy who born in the wrong family.He didn’t know anything back then until he knew Jimin.His father was also in the high table,but never told him what they’ve done.With Jimin invitation,he entered.

A petite feature with a scent yet to find out : coming soon

In Bloom (m)

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Warning: Graphic wolf!Jungkook smut

Word Count: 11,589

Sequels: Lake of Fire pt 1 pt 2

You rush over to Jungkook’s place as soon as you get off work. The sun has almost completely dipped below the horizon at this point, and only a few crimson rays bleed through the inky black of the night. Your heart flies up to lodge in your throat as you bang on the door, but luckily, only a few seconds pass before he answers.

“___?” Jungkook mutters your name in astonishment when he opens the door to find you on his doorstep, “What are you doing here?”

“I heard that you were in trouble!” You pant, trying to catch your breath, “I rushed over as quickly as I could. Am I too late?”

Jungkook’s brow creases, “Who told you about this?”

“The other members of the pack,” you explain, “They said it was a wolf thing and I shouldn’t be too worried… But that you’d be out for three whole days? How could I not be worried?”

Jungkook sighs and steps aside in the doorway, “You might as well come in… You’re letting the cold air in.”

Confused you step inside and close the door behind you, “Jungkook, you look perfectly fine though. What exactly is going on?”

“The members were right,” he explains as he leads you down the hall to the bedroom, “It is nothing to worry about. It’s just a natural wolf thing that happens every year… But while you’re here, you might as well make yourself useful and help chain me up.”

You freeze in the doorway to his bedroom, startled by the impressive network of steel chains and cuffs piled on the bed, “Chain you up…? Jungkook are you sick? Is there something wrong with your transformation? What’s happening?”

“No, it’s nothing,” he interrupts your panicking, “I’m just going into heat soon.”

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Anonymous asked whoistaehyung: 

Hello~ could u write a smutty scenerio with namjoon or hoseok where it’s a really intimate moment with overstimulation and tears of pleasure??? 😫🙈 ah~ i feel so embarrassed.

omg this took me 48 years to finish lmao. It may not satisfy your thirst but I did my best! This is like my first ever smut please have mercy lmao. Hope you like it honeybunch <3 

Reviews are greatly appreciated!

Namjoon x Reader Werewolf! AU

Genre: Smut and sappy shit

Word count: 5506

The moment he walked through the metal doors of the manor, you could already feel the intensity of his presence waft through the whole room like furious waves that could annihilate anything in its wake, and despite being knelt down to your knees, with your head almost touching the ground, you could feel yourself drooling at the delicious scent that emitted from him.

You inhaled as quietly as you can, trying to take in as much of his scent that made you see stars behind your eyelids and made your inner wolf go mad with blind pleasure albeit the inability to have a glimpse of the being who effused such mouth watering fragrance.

“Welcome Alpha Namjoon. It’s been such a long time.” You heard your master, Jaebum, address, as you pictured him bowing down to him. You felt shivers run through your form in fear as you realized that the holder of the scent was the pack’s Alpha, who was known for surpassing the strongest pack warriors when it comes to strength and intelligence. If he had caught a low life omega like you basking in his fragrance, you never know what kind of punishment you’d receive.

And yet even with such a dangerous scenario played out in clear details in your head, you couldn’t help but feel aroused at the thought.

“Here are all the Omegas that have the highest ratings. Omegas, lift your heads.” Master Jaebum ordered, and on instinct all of you lifted your heads at the same time, eyes casted straight ahead, without meeting the eyes of the Alpha. You felt your breath become uneven as you met the Alpha’s ripped form, and it took all your self control to stop yourself from raking your eyes all over his body and instead opting on indulging yourself on the sight of his toned six pack that were practically seen through his tight white shirt.

However, at the corner of your eye you could see a female form holding onto his arm tightly, and you almost let a possessive growl escape from your throat.

Namjoon felt your eyes on his toned abdomen, and he smirked slightly, pleased at the thought of his mate awed at the sight. It fed his ego, and he licked his lips as he took in your small yet curvy figure, gaze traveling your face until he noticed a feral look pass through your features as your eyes shifted to the arm that held his own. He almost groaned out loud as he felt himself slowly getting hard at the possessive look you had, and he silently thanked the heavens that his shirt was long enough to cover himself.

“You may choose now, Alpha-”

“Babe do we really have to do this?” Namjoon looked at the woman latched onto him, and raised a questioning brow. Seol Im had her eyebrows creased together in annoyance, with painted lips pursed in a pout that could make any man weak. She was the daughter of the previous Alpha, who had made him promise that Namjoon had to take Seol Im as his Luna if he won’t find his mate in a few months.

“I don’t want another bitch all over you” Seol Im whined, hands running over Namjoon’s abdomen sensually, and your eyes widen in fury. Namjoon let out an annoyed growl, and shrugged her away harshly, which made her let out a stunned gasp.

“Jaebum you were saying something?” Namjoon asked, ignoring Seol Im’s previous question, and instead focused on your now tightly clenched fists that were itching for some contact. Sensing the situation, Jaebum was quick to regain his stature, clearing his throat before continuing.

“That’s right. You may choose anyone except the omega right across you, for she is already claimed.” Jaebum added. Namjoon felt his stomach clench in both rage and insatiable envy, as the words processed in his brain, ripping out a ferocious growl from his throat which bounced off the walls like the eruption of a sleeping volcano. You swore you felt the ground shake beneath your skin at the animalistic sound, as gasps of fear from the other omegas met your ears.

“Who the fuck is it?” He snarled, his dark voice dropping an octave. Jaebum lowered his head, pupils shaking vigorously as he hesitated. Beads of sweat fell down the sides of his face, Namjoon’s gaze almost physically painful against his skin, and he decided that lying would only fuel the werewolf’s wrath. And so with a weak voice, he spoke out.

“It is me, Alpha” In a split second, Namjoon had Jaebum pinned on the wall, his hand tight against his neck, as Jaebum struggled against his hold. Color was leaving Jaebum’s face too fast, making your heart hammer against your ribcage wildly as you feared for the life of the master whom you’ve come to care for, for the past two years.

The look on Namjoon’s face was animalistic, as Jaebum clawed on the back of his fists in a failed attempt to loosen its hold, drawing red claw marks on the tan skin which only felt like ant bites to the tall man. The atmosphere became heavier as seconds passed, only the ragged breathing of Jaebum and the small gasps of alarm from the other omegas heard in the midst of the grievous air that covered the place.

It took about exactly two minutes before Namjoon had somewhat calmed down, his eyes now a tad bit softer, and his grip on the were’s neck now loose yet firm against his skin.

“She’s mine. Only fucking mine, and you better get that through your thick head. Show yourself to me again and I swear that your head will be mine.” He growled ferociously, throwing Jaebum across the room when he nodded, an agonizing groan following the loud crash at the impact. You yearned to run to Jaebum’s side and see his condition, but assessing the situation you knew you were in no place to do so, considering that you were the main reason for the pain your master was feeling.

Your eyes met Namjoon’s and you immediately felt shivers run through your spine at the intensity of his gaze. It gave you a very strong urge to look anywhere else but him, however, you couldn’t seem to tear your eyes away, not when you were finally given the chance to look at him fully, and you marveled at the sharpness of his features and how evenly the sun has kissed his skin. His eyes were dark and full of emotions you were unable to decipher, and held an unknown universe you would kill to get a glimpse of. They say the eyes are the window to a person’s soul, and if that was true then his soul must have been made with endless stars and enchanting galaxies that pulled you in into a beautiful dream full of wonder and fantasies.

You were pulled out from your mini daydream, when the unknown girl suddenly weaved her arms around Namjoon’s arm, pushing her chest against his biceps aggressively while biting her lips at him to seduce him. Your eyes flashed a bright yellow, pupils narrowed to slits as you watch her entice your mate, claws digging into your flesh as it grew longer as seconds passed by.

“Jagiya~ Let’s just get out of here, you don’t need her. After all you’ve got me, I’m gonna make you feel so good tonight babe” she purred, lips brushing against Namjoon’s ear, making him shiver in disgust.  

That was the last straw.

You let out a feral growl as you sprung to your feet and grabbed a fistful of her hair eliciting a screech. You pinned her to the ground with her stomach against the marble floor, yanking her hair backwards, causing a gasp to escape from her mouth at the force. She opened her eyes, and immediately sneered as she saw you, growling at you to let her go before she rips out your throat. With your inner wolf taking over, you felt your self control start to slip from your grasp, and a cackle left your mouth at her helpless screams as you wrapped your nimble fingers around her slender neck, filled with dark red hickies that only fueled the jealousy that burned in your chest.

Just before you could tighten your hold, you felt strong arms lift you up and away from the woman and into a hard and muscular chest. You felt sparks fly at the skin contact, and in an instant, your nerves died down, settling yourself into a jittery and adrenaline filled state as you relaxed against his embrace.

Your eyes fell on the almost unconscious Seol Im and you were about to beg for her forgiveness when you were suddenly dragged by the wrist by the non other than Kim Namjoon. You struggled to catch up to his long strides, almost tripping a few times and practically staggering all the way to where Namjoon was planning to go, breathing heavily when he stopped after entering a large bedroom which you assumed was his.

You inhaled deeply, eyes scanning the room as you struggled to catch your breath. You moaned mentally at the strong scent of Namjoon that filled in the whole place, eyes rolling back, completely intoxicated. Your eyes landed on Namjoon who was eyeing you carefully, and memories of what you had done flashed in front of your eyes, making your heart pound twice harder as the weight of your transgression finally registered. You just after all, beat up the pack Alpha’s bitch.

With shaking limbs you fell to your knees, forehead touching the ground as you gulped in fear.

“I-I’m sorry Alpha. please f-forgive me.. I-I’ll do anything – I’ll take any punishment… J-just please – I beg of you please spare me my life – ” You plead, voice crack ever so slightly. The quivering of your body was relentless, and you couldn’t stop the small droplets of tears that fell down your cheeks. Namjoon’s eyes widened, and he promptly shook his head in panic, kneeling down in front of you, and taking your face into his large hands.

“What? No, no I’m not mad at you for that. Calm down babe.” He said, lifting your face up to meet his. His heart clenched as he saw the stray tears that fell on your face, and he wiped them with his thumb affectionately. Tingles ran over the spot he touched and the loud beating of your heart was ringing in your ears like heavy drums. The pet name made blood rush to your cheeks, painting a beautiful red hue in contrast to its color.

Namjoon bit his lip.

“What’s your name beautiful?” He asked, making your face redder than it already was.

“Y/n” You answer timidly, fiddling on the hem of your ivory colored dress which Omegas were obliged to wear. Namjoon whispered your name under his breath, and you never thought your name would ever sound so beautiful in your entire life. You were suddenly hit by a negative feeling of anxiety, in which you doubted ever being good enough for someone as divine as he was. Namjoon was a great Alpha looked upon and respected by everybody, and you, were just a lowly Omega who was born to please their masters.

“I don’t deserve you” You blurted out unconsciously, making your hands fly up to your mouth in shock. Namjoon froze.

“What did you just say?” You hung your head.

“I’m sorry – ”

“Tell me” You flinched at his authoritative tone. You bit your lip nervously, knowing full well that you cannot possibly refuse him. His grip on your arm was starting to tense, and you shut your eyes as you hesitantly answered him.

“I don’t deserve you, Alpha. I’m merely an Omega, and I cannot meet the people’s expectations, more so yours. M-My only purpose is to serve and please my current master well, until I am passed to another one. I am dirty and absolutely unworthy of the title of Luna.  

"You deserve someone intelligent and pure. Someone whom the people will love, someone who can lead the pack beside you, someone who hasn’t ever been touched by another man-”

You let out a screech when he suddenly threw a strong punch on the wall beside you, forming a huge dent. Your wide eyes met his pitch black ones, and you gasped as you noticed that his fangs were out. He was trembling furiously, muscles bulging as if he was about to shift and your heart skipped a bit when you noticed that he was only centimeters away, his minty breath fanning against your face.

“You were touched by another man?” He asked dangerously, eyes narrowed to slits. You blushed hotly in shame, and you bit your lip and nodded, eliciting an animalistic growl from him.

“Who? Who is it?! Tell me who the motherfucker is!” You swallowed.

“Alpha… I – I am a pleasure slave.” You choke out, screwing your eyes shut as you braced yourself for his rejection. Namjoon froze in shock, as images of you being fucked by different werewolves played in his mind like an endless nightmare. Envy and possessiveness clawed on his skin, as he seethed in rage. The thought that another man had heard your screams of pleasure and tasted your essence, made him go crazy in blinding jealousy.  

He was livid.

You were expected a growl, a roar or even a slap from him, but none of those happened. Instead, you felt his lips crash to yours in a feverish kiss that snatched your breath away. His fangs dug on your bottom lip, making you wince and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue in to collide with yours sensually, eliciting a moan from you. He growled in approval and pulled your body closer to him, lifting you up until you were sitting on his lap. His tongue explored every crevice of your mouth, moaning at the delicious taste you possessed. You moaned against his mouth, and you expertly caught his tongue between your teeth and sucked hard, making a loud groan escape from the back of his throat.

You knew what you were doing was wrong, but the moment his lips met yours, all thought of defying him flew out of your head before you even knew it.

You squirmed on his lap as you felt yourself getting wetter at the sounds he made, making Namjoon’s grip tighten on your hips as he bucked into you. You pulled away and gasped as you felt his erection press against your core, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Feeling bold, you grinded hard against his erection, making the two of you moan in pleasure at the friction. You continued rolling your hips against his, breathing uneven as you buried your face into his neck.

“You’re so beautiful – fuck Y/n don’t stop” he cursed, hands guiding your hips as he bucked his hips in time with yours making the pleasure increase twofold. Your eyes were glued to his pale neck, and your blood boiled in jealousy when your eyes found a dark red hickey on the dip of his neck. You latched onto his neck, peppering kisses until you find a spot that had him breath irregularly, licking amiably on the sensitive skin before sucking mercilessly. Namjoon moaned loudly as you bit as hard as you can on the spot, momentarily stopping his grinds as he focused on the feeling of you marking him.

You grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled backwards, making him bend his head, providing you with much more access to his neck as you licked and sucked on every spot you can find. He moaned shamelessly loud, hands moving down to grope your ass roughly as you sucked roughly and skillfully.  

“Mine” You muttered as you pulled back and smiled at your work, his once clear neck now showered with purple blotches. The look on his face was carnal as he eyed your neck which was covered by your turtleneck dress. He looked at your eyes as if asking for permission, hands running over your covered abdomen, to fumble with the buttons of your dress.  

“Can I?” He asked, voice husky and low. You bit your lip and nodded.  

“Bed please” he didn’t need to be told twice. He lifted you up easily, almost as if you weighed nothing, and walked you towards the bed as fast as he could, dropping you against the soft mattress and climbing over you. He struggled with the buttons for a few seconds before his patience wore out, grabbing the fabric and ripping it apart, the sound making your breath hitch. His eyes darkened as he raked over your naked torso, watching as your nipples perk because of the cold air. The way Namjoon’s eyes stared at you made you squirm in self consciousness, and you internally screamed at yourself for eating that one piece of chocolate the other day.  

Namjoon’s eyes travelled to your neck, and all of a sudden, his lustful look was replaced with an enraged one, making you confused. You analyzed the spot that he was glaring at and your eyes widened in realization.

The hickeys that Jaebum left probably hasn’t disappeared yet.

Your arms sprung to cover them up, but then Namjoon was already growling as he grabbed your wrists and pinned them above you with one hand, the other grabbing your breast and squeezing, making you arch your back in pleasure.  

“I am going to fucking kill him” he snarled, burying his head into your neck and sucking every spot he could find. The sensation of his tongue on your skin and the way his long fingers expertly tugged on your perked bud was maddening. The hand that held your wrists settled on your hips and you moaned loudly as you thread your fingers into his hair and pulled. His kisses travelled lower and you breathed heavily as he peppered kisses around your perked bud. You whined at the teasing, and was about to speak when all thought left your head as he took one bud into his mouth, sucking harshly.

You unconsciously moaned his name loudly, making Namjoon halt his actions. His eyes looked at you lustfully, and you moaned at the sight, urging him to continue.

“Say it again” he commanded, and you blushed, hesitantly calling out to him.  

“Alpha” His eye twitched, actions still not resumed, making you squirm in frustration.

“Say it again. My name.” he ordered, and you groaned.

“Namjoon” you moaned in desperation, arching your back to get his lips back on your breast. This time, he let out a loud groan and you gasped as he attached his mouth back into your breast and sucked harder than before, shifting to the other breast and giving it equal attention. He trailed butterfly kisses down your torso, and you couldn’t help but flush at the intimacy. You weren’t used to gentle touches, only having rough masters your whole life, and so this was a whole new world to you. However, you couldn’t have it any other way.

His fingers tugged on your skirt, Namjoon looking up at you and smiling as you nodded a little bit too enthusiastically. He pulled the dress off of you fully and the way his breath hitched didn’t go unnoticed by you. His breathing was ragged as he pulled away to admire you almost fully naked beneath him, sweat glistening over your skin, and legs pressed together in order to get some type of fiction to lessen the tension between your legs.  

Namjoon’s mouth watered as he noticed the wet spot on your panties, his eyes darkening even more if that was possible as you mewled beneath him. He grabbed your knees, pulling them apart as wide as he could as he positioned himself between your legs, eyeing your core hungrily like how a wild animal hunts down its prey.

You gasped and let out a loud moan as he cupped your clothed center, his palm digging into your clit making waves of pleasure wash over you. Namjoon inhaled deeply, your scent almost driving him crazy as he was inches away from your heat.

“Fuck you smell so good” he groaned, rubbing your clit in an eight figure motion, which had you gasping for air. He rubbed on the insides of your thighs, breath fanning against your core, making you spread your legs wider for him as he attached his lips on your thighs, tongue darting out to lick the sensitive skin aggressively. You whimpered desperately, your hands finding its way to his hair and tugging, silently urging him to give you the relief you needed.

“Hm? What do you want me to do? Tell me” He muttered lowly, narrowed eyes meeting yours as he tauntingly moved closer to your heat. You tried to buck into his mouth, but he was fast to move away, making you buck into nothing. You whined, opening your eyes to find him smirking at you.

“N-Namjoon… please.”

“Please what, princess?” You screwed your eyes shut, as you summoned all the courage you have to answer him.

“Please fuck me with your mouth” You whispered so quietly, Namjoon barely heard. His pupils dilated, his irises flashing a bright gold, which indicates either extreme rage, or lust.  

Agonizing seconds passed, and you were convinced that he didn’t hear, until you felt his tongue swipe a hard stripe against your slit, evoking a high pitched scream to leave your throat as you arched your back. You smacked a hand over your mouth as the pleasure became overwhelming, and despite the number of men you’ve slept with, nobody has made you feel as much pleasure as Namjoon did. His smooth control over his licks, the way vibrations pressed against your sex at his moans, and the way his hold on your thighs tightened to keep you in place, everything he did made you writhe in pleasure beneath him and it didn’t take you very long before you had your first orgasm.

Namjoon’s senses kicked in when a strong wave of your intoxicating scent hit him as you came, almost knocking him out if he wasn’t careful enough.

He lapped on your juices ravenously, moaning at the taste of your essence and making sure there wasn’t a drop left. You were panting fast and unevenly, wincing as you felt Namjoon not stopping his kitten licks on your oversensitive sex, the sensation almost physically painful. You tried to pry him away, by tugging on his hair, but he was having none of it, too intoxicated by your scent and your taste to pull away. You gasped as you felt his finger tease your clit, slowly easing in and out of your sensitive entrance.

“N-Namjoon please… I-I can’t anymore” you begged, moaning when he responded with a hard lick on your clit. You tried to push him away with your legs, but the his grip on your hips were too tight, leaving you in no choice but to let him ravish you until he was satisfied.

You were starting to feel weak, and fatigue was starting to take its toll on you as you felt your third orgasm boiling at the pit of your stomach. Your vision was starting to blur with tears of pleasure and overstimulation, and yet you couldn’t hold back the pathetic mewl that escaped when Namjoon sucked harshly on your swollen slit.

“Come on babe, come for me. I need to taste you… one last time.. fuck please” He urged you, curling his fingers inside you and making your muscles clench when he hit your g-spot. You felt yourself reach orgasm, and in an instant, Namjoon had his mouth clamped over your core to not let any of your juices escape. He moaned against your skin, panting as he climbed up to you and pulled you into a hot kiss, giving you a taste of yourself which made you recoil in disgust.

“How were you able to swallow that? That was quite disgusting” You commented, crunching your nose disapprovingly. He chuckled at your cute expression.

“Are you kidding me? You taste fucking divine. I could eat you out for hours and I wouldn’t get sick of it.” He replied, nuzzling his head in your neck affectionately, licking the sensitive skin. You giggled and your eyes landed on his form which was still fully clothed. You frowned at this, and tugged at the hem of his white shirt. Taking the hint, Namjoon pulled away to take it off, and your mouth watered at the sight of his prominent six pack and bulging muscles. Wetness was starting to pool on your lower region, and Namjoon’s breath hitched as your scent started to skyrocket.

“Fuck babygirl you got wet just by seeing me half naked?” He growled, hands positioned on the sides of your head as he pinned you to the bed with his hips. You ran a shy hand over his toned torso, tracing the ridges of his abdomen with utmost awe and you bit your lip as you felt the muscles tense beneath your touch. A large bulge that strained against his tight jeans caught your attention, and you moaned as you took in his size.

Namjoon smirked.

“Like what you see – oh fuck!” He moaned out loud, his elbows bucking as he felt you palm him through his pants. You squeezed him generously, moving your hand up and down his hardness as you eyed him carefully, his eyes rolled back to his head as you massaged him, growling lowly at the pleasure. You let out a deep breath as you felt him rock into your hand in time to your strokes, your mind going blank as the scent of his arousal became overwhelming.

“Let me suck you… I promise I’ll be good” you swore, and it didn’t take too long before Namjoon hissed and grabbed your hips, switching your positions, with him on his back and with you sitting on his thighs. You immediately undid his jeans, pulling the garment down with his help, and you immediately positioned yourself between his legs, licking a short stripe on his erection through his boxers. Namjoon’s hands flew to your hair as he groaned loudly, thighs tensing in anticipation. Your hands went to pull down his boxers, making his rod spring free and smack against his lower abdomen.

You wet your lips as you stared at his dick which was in a violet shade of pink, precum leaking through the tip which you gladly took into your mouth. You moaned at his taste, and you finally understood Namjoon’s position of when he ate you out. You gripped the base with your right hand, lightly pumping him in a smooth rhythm as you licked a long stripe from the tip to the base. You flattened your tongue against the tip and wrapped your lips around him, giving him a hard suck that made him buck his hips. His hold on your hair tightened and breathing ragged at your ministrations.

“Fuck Y/n… Don’t stop.. Fuck that feels so good” he encouraged, and hollowed your cheeks as you took him in as much as you can, your hand accommodating the remaining. You started moving up and down on his length, grazing your teeth against the skin occasionally. Namjoon moaned loudly, fisting your hair so hard it stung a bit, making you moan into his dick. The vibrations sent Namjoon into a frenzy, his thighs trembling and his hips bucking up to you suddenly, making tears sprung into your eyes at the sudden intrusion. He noticed your discomfort, and worry started to show on his face.

“Shit babe, sorry… are you okay?” He asked, sitting up and trying to pull his dick out of you, but you weren’t having it. You gripped the base tighter and sucked him harshly, making him fall back to the bed, groaning as he threw his head back to the mattress. Curses flew out of his mouth like a spell, as you increased your pace, his hips now following your mouth as you did.

You massaged his balls with your other hand, and you could feel him twitch inside your mouth. His breathing was getting faster, and the shaking of his thighs became more evident than before, signaling his upcoming orgasm. He growled animalistically as he came, and you gladly swallowed every bit of him, refusing to let even a single drop of his cum escape.  

Namjoon pulled you up, shoving his tongue into your mouth in an aggressive kiss that took your breath away. He held your hips tightly, hovering your entrance over his tip teasingly. You groaned, pulling away with a heavy breath escaping your lips.  

“P-Please…” You begged him desperately, nails digging into his skin desperately.  

Namjoon slid into you with ease, and the two of you let out a growl at the immense pleasure that shot through your bodies like electric shocks. He was long and thick, filling you up deliciously and you rake your nails on his back at the feeling. Namjoon didn’t waste any time and pounded into you fast and hard, and you were left with a blank mind as pleasure swallowed you whole. Your hands latched onto his body feverishly, nails leaving marks as he rolled his hips into yours. He buried his face into your neck, lapping on your sensitive spot while you rock in time to his thrusts. The moment was sensual and intimate, and the happiness that bubbled in your stomach was almost as strong as the lust that blinded you. It was as if you’ve found the one thing that finally made you complete, and the thing that would make your days brighter no matter what comes.  

The nights you’ve spent with tears of loneliness and self pity, it was as if it was all being washed away, and was being replaced with a happier and brighter future with him, and you were unable to stop yourself from thinking of the moment as a dream. However, you were repeatedly reminded that it was reality, when pleasure strikes whenever he thrusted into you, and the tears that fell for once, didn’t hurt you in any way.

You were close, and you knew he was as well. You felt sharp fangs tickle your neck, and fear flashed into your eyes, but before you could stop him, his fangs had suck into your skin, marking you his for all eternity. You let out a scream at the pain and pleasure that came from the bite, and it made your emotions and the pleasure increase tenfold.

The two of you came at the same time, his hot seed filling you completely tearing a loud moan from both of you. You were filled with euphoria as you came undone, your heartbeat slowing down while Namjoon licked his mark on you affectionately. His weight was all on you, but you were far too happy to care. He pulled out from you, rolling beside you and running a hand through your locks as you met each other’s eyes.

“All mine” he muttered lowly, running a finger over your mark that caused shivers to run down your spine. You blushed hotly, and Namjoon chuckled, pulling you closer to him.  

“What will happen now Alpha - ?”  

“Call me Namjoon, beautiful” You turned redder, looking down shyly.

“What will happen now N-Namjoon?” You stuttered out, relishing the way his name tasted on your tongue. Namjoon grinned widely as you did, his dimples exposed as he pulled away from your neck. For a few minutes you two only stared at each other, eyes filled with nothing but affection for each other. Namjoon pulled you into the softest kiss you’ve ever had in response, the action expressing more than words could ever tell, and although the words never left his lips, you knew the words he wanted to say deep within.

I love you, and I’ll never let you go.

Eclipse’s Temptation || M

►Character: B.A.P’s Bang Yongguk || Female Reader

►Summary:  Before you could proceed with his other hand, Yongguk wrapped his strong arm around your waist to crush you into him making you gasped. “Yongguk…” He cursed. “You smell so good.”

►Genre: alpha;omega!au, wolf!au; Smut

►Word Count: 2 877

© Inspired by @tayegi Tinder 2.0

► Part of my Halloween’s Special.

► I’ve added B.A.P and Teen Top to my list

You took a deep breath before letting it out shakily. Standing in front of the door of a medium-sized cabin inside this tremendous forest which contains a few more cabins, situated a few miles away from the others. A few months prior, you would have never guessed that you would sign an agreement to help an Alpha during the mating season. For money. You need the money to pay for your tuition fees and the rent so you took the risk. It’s quite intimidating. It’s not like this is your first time, you’ve helped a few of your Alpha friends before and you’re not a virgin, but because of the rumours circling around the town lately, saying that a few Omegas were tricked by the Alphas, telling them that they are a mate. Only the Alphas would know whether the Omega is his mate or not. They have their way, according to your few Alpha friends.

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the dark side of the moon (m)

➾ werewolf!jimin x reader

➾ 11.1k

➾ warnings: rough penetrative werewolf sex, knotting, mentions of lots of cum, breeding kink

➾ hello my friends!!! i wanted to keep up the tradition of gifting u all a jimin fic on my birthday, so i decided to speed write this :-) i can’t believe a year has passed by again, thank you all for your love and support!!!

➾ summary: falling in love at first sight is cliche, not until it happens to you on a dark night in a lonely alley. but you’re only human, while Park Jimin is Alpha of his pack; it could never work out. so you resort to pining for him like a wolf howling at the moon, but when Jimin goes feral, that’s when everything changes. 

enjoy, darlings ❤️

The heavy scent of blood and sex greets you immediately once you step into the house, and you wrinkle your nose in distaste, tugging your black face mask back over the lower half of your face. You should be more than used to this already, having been associated with this particular pack of wolves ever since you stumbled upon them a few years ago, but it never gets better.

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Bobsy-die | Seokjin [M]

Pairing: seokjin x reader Genre: smut, angst, fluff, wolf!au, supernatural creatures!au, wolf!seokjin Words: 11.6k+ Warnings: holy shit here we go: swearing, explicit sexual content, oral (recieving), fingering, unprotected sex, knotting, mating, cum kink?, impregnation kink?, dom!jin, multiple orgasms (like, two), heats, heat sex, dirty talk, its filth and I can’t believe I wrote it with my own two hands Notes: I can’t believe I fukcing wrote this oh my god– alternative titles and honorary mentions: (k)not what you expected, in it to jin it, (j)in for it

bobsy-die [bɒbzɪˈdʌɪ/]. noun. 1. a great deal of fuss or trouble.

Anonymous said to rbuns: Not sure if you’re doing requests but Halloween related I would die for a seokjin or Namjoon or taehyung werewolf fic of them being in heat and smuttyness and knitting and risk of pregnancy?? Like the whole “I’m gonna fill you with my cum have my pups bitch” type fic. I just need a rough dom wolf and extremely horny bratty sub reader and knotting. Even better if the reader is just a hybrid or a werecat?? Love werewolf werecat relationships.

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little dove | kim taehyung (m)

pairing: Taehyung x Reader. genre/warnings: smut, angst, slight gore(brief wolf fighting), mating, knotting, rough sex, marking. words: 14k. summary: The best things always show up when you least expect them.

a/n: @rbuns​ enjoy you dusty bitch! I love you!

“Okay, I’m gonna head back now, I’ll just tell Hoseok, thanks Jackson!” You said to him, turning on your heel and shifting into your wolf, and you heard him hum an okay behind you before he was drowned out by the noises of the forest, the sound of your paws thumping against the ground as you jogged between the trees. The sun had just set, and your patrol shift was finally over and after reinforcing territory lines all day, you were officially exhausted.

Hoseok was posted in his quarter at the north side of the area, and all you had to do was let him know you were leaving before you could head back home for a well-earned soak in the bath.

You’d just caught his scent where his patrol quarter ended, when another scent caught your attention, however; this one was unfamiliar. Instantly on edge, you slowed your light run to a trot, slowly surveying the area and keeping your eyes peeled for any indication of where the intruder could be, and you were just about to signal a call of alarm when a vicious snarl had your head whipping around, the stench now strong in your senses and the reek of a Rogue almost overbearing.

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Crescent Bound {M} - Jungkook

Jeon Jungkook x Reader Genre:  Werewolf! AU/ Smut / Dash of Fluff Word Count: 12,730 

Crescent Bound Series Masterlist | Yoongi

Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content (and if you can handle that then I’m pretty sure you can handle the coarse language)

The first time you noticed a change with Jungkook was towards the end of summer before classes started again. It was late evening. The last of the summer heat for the day drawn away and the cool breeze from the open window crept in. You shifted closer to Jungkook, feeling the warmth of his body radiate off him to you. His body temperature always running a tad bit higher than yours and you would tease him about it. He’d joke and say that it’s because your heart was so cold and his was warm. He had been  your best friend for as long as you could remember. There was nothing that you two didn’t know about each other. It started off as your typical night with Jungkook, watching movies on the couch in the living room of his house. You had cuddled him before, something that was nothing more than an innocent gesture between both of you. Yet that night was different. When you moved closer to him he stiffened, and though you had barely brushed against him a loud groan escaped his lips before he collapsed from the couch on to the ground. He keeled over grasping at his wrist, his breathing erratic.

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oh, little red | yoonmin

➛pairing: yoongi x reader x jimin ➛genre: red riding hood au, wolf au, hybrid au?, smut ➛words: 13.3k+ ➛rating: nsfw ➛warnings: smut! explicit sexual content: knotting, sloppy seconds, oral (receiving), fingering, cumplay, impregnation kink, cum kink?, bondage (…of sorts), blowjobs, threesome, uh unrealistic sex? i mean, copious amounts of cum– and I mean a lot, big ol’ massive creampies, its like bukkake in MC’s puh, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, slight degradation, does this count as public sex? there’s a forest – also some parts sound like implied vore but its not I promise thanks @cinnaminsvga ➛notes: for @yminie, happy birthday roshel!!! i am so sorry its so late!!! may we all sink into the seventh layer of hell together !!

You knew they warned you about that path for a reason, you knew you shouldn’t take it as a shortcut. You knew, but you were running late, and you did it anyway. Oh, little red, just what have you gotten yourself into?

↼posted; 28.06.2018

↼masterlist  || ao3 (click me! if read more doesn’t work)

“y/n! Hey, stop running!”

Squinting, you stop your slow amble down the road and turn in the direction of the voice that had just echoed across the street. Namjoon, your friend who happened to work in the ice cream parlour you’d just halted next to, sent a dirty glare towards the person currently running your way. You couldn’t remember what your friend had done to get himself banned from the store, but either way if he was coming over to walk in there he wasn’t going to have a fun time.

Seokjin slowed to a halt before you, panting slightly from his brief jog. “Ugh,” he moaned, “What a fuckin workout.”

“You…” the urge to slam your face into your palm rising strongly within you, you took a deep breath and snorted instead. “You’re right, you worked so hard. The thirty metres you just jogged like an old man reclaiming his health must have been exhausting.”

Seokjin straightened, glaring at you through light blond strands that had fallen across his forehead during his trip over. You tried not to laugh as his hands found his hips and his back straightened.

“It was,” he sniffed. “Plus, I wouldn’t have had to run if you didn’t speedwalk off every time you finish your shift—we finish at the same time! We could go and get kebabs or something!”

“Ew,” you said, grinning at the offended face he pulled not even a split second after the word left your mouth. “I’m kidding. But anyway, you’re never out on time! You finish at three but don’t leave until quarter to four most days!”

“Be that as it may,” Seokjin began, cocking his hip as he nailed you with a pointed look. “You’re a rude ass for never waiting for me like a good friend.”

Your long Thursday shifts at the high end male clothing store in the local mall usually left you pretty exhausted and unwilling to socialise, but luckily for Seokjin he was funny to talk to— he could stay. He was on thin fucking ice though.

The town— village, really— in which you lived, while a decent size, honestly wasn’t that big. You would think then, that you wouldn’t have to deal with that many people when you worked in the mall. Whoever proposed such a thing would be sorely mistaken, however. A surprising amount of people frequented the mall during the day, and for some reason Thursdays were always the busiest.

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Run Little Rabbit

; Wolf Shifter!Hoseok x Rabbit Shifter!Reader

; Genre: Smut, a little angst, a little fluff

; Word Count: 15.3k

; Warnings: Dom!Hobi, Sub!Reader, degrading talk, dirty talk, overstimulation, forced orgasms, impregnation kink, creampie, cumplay, knotting, possessive talk/behaviour, biting, rough sex, spanking, squirting, everything is consensual!

; Synopsis: Jung Hoseok - the Alpha wolf of his pack and far out of your league. As a rabbit shifter who still jumps around predators, you fantasise about your dangerous crush from a safe distance, particularly as he doesn’t like you. But what happens when he goes into heat and you’re the only one he’ll accept?

; Run Little Rabbit Trilogy

Run Little Rabbit

Daddy’s Little Peanut (no smut)

Big Bad Wolf

; RLR Drabbles

Choices

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College is like a continuous circle of stress, tiredness, joy at getting a good grade before falling back into stress. It’s been like this for four years, and you’re beyond glad that this is your final year before you can finally be free of the confines of a classroom.

Your parents had already been querying whether you might want to continue on and do a master’s degree, considering your single history degree to not be good enough to get a good job. Which was ridiculous, because even though you weren’t sure what job you wanted - you were sure that history was the one subject that you hated the least out of everything.

So no, you would not be subjecting yourself to a further year of of stress and unhappiness. Particularly as you’d have even less chances to fail than you did in your four years of college until now. You and college hadn’t co-operated very well on the education front, so you really weren’t inclined to put yourself through even more. Probably the only saving grace of your college life had been your friends.

Coming from a small town like you had, you had never interacted with any predator shifters as they simply hadn’t existed in your town. Your town had consisted of the more fearful prey shifters and humans with the majority being either deer or rabbit shifters. Which was fine when you needed pleasant neighbours, but not so much for actually growing into a well rounded person.

As such, you’d grown up practically afraid of your own shadow and it had only been when you’d entered high school in the next town over that you’d finally been introduced to predators. Even so, they had only been dog and cat shifters. Back then it had been a point of pride that you’d got used to the dominance battles they had all the time, but entering college had been a shock to your system.

It had taken some serious convincing with your parents to let you attend the state college instead of the local community college in the city closest to you. You’d desperately wanted to experience the world outside of your insulated community, and the real world involved apex predators. If you couldn’t handle living and studying with them, then you could kiss goodbye to a job working with them.

Which of course meant you’d spent the first two months in college firmly inside your room, terrified to leave as you’d had a tiger shifter to your right and a wolf shifter to your left. It had only been a month after this that the wolf shifter, Jisoo, had dragged you out finally to try and convince you that she didn’t want to eat you.

Slowly becoming friends with her had meant becoming friends with her pack, who she had moved in with in her second year. You’d stayed in dorms for the whole four years, unable to find another prey shifter who was willing to live with you and unable to live with predators.

But her friends had proven to be nice and respectful, being careful to not play too rough or engage in too many dominance battles that would have you running away. If you’d told yourself five years ago that your best friends would be wolf shifters, you’d have laughed all the way home. Yet here you were, wedged between Jisoo, a black wolf, and your other best friend Jimin, a silver wolf.

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community furry club - werewolf!mark

nct dream halloween special: main menu | mark | renjun | jeno | haechan | jaemin | chenle | jisung

a/n: this was supposed to be posted oct 1 fjdhd, also this is lowkey a furry fic but it’s NOT don’t worry, also also pls ignore all typos i’m POOPED 

genre: fluff+ humor

word count: 2.4k

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All Hallows

Prompts: Madness - Muse, Were(s), Cabin in the Woods

Prompt from BSC:  prompt #85 “Did you just bite me?”

Rating: M

Word count: 4.8k+

Genre: angst, smut, fluff, fantasy

Warning: NSFW, NC-17+. Explicit Content. 

Summary: You’ve left behind civilization to live in a cabin alone in the woods. A friendly fox begins to spend every day with you, providing a comfortable companionship you’d been missing. But what happens when All Hallows comes and what you thought was reality turns out to be something you’d never dreamed of?

Author’s Notes: This was a really fun challenge. I want to thank @bang-tan-bitch and @btssmutclub for putting their challenges together. I hope you all like it and that you all have a great Samhain! I almost forgot: Thank you to my two wonderful beta readers for this series, @noonananana and LilMonster (it won’t let me tag your tumblr handle…😒 )

The slow creaking of wood plays in your ears as you pedal the wheel softly on your front porch. In your hands, the wool is soft and supple as it slides through your fingers. With each revolution, the soft whirling settles your mind and calms your racing heart. You can smell the rain that’s headed your way, and the forest feels alive around you as the trees thirst for the coming moisture.

“Ack-ack.” An entirely black fox alerts you to his presence.

Looking over at him as he strides onto the porch you smile, “Hey there Salem.” Carefully you stop the wheel and twist the hank of roving over the top of the closet maiden. “Are you here for your bowl of chicken hearts?” His only answer is to wind himself between your legs as you stand. You enter your little cabin, holding the door open to let him follow behind you.

Opening your small ice box you reach in, grab the already prepared bowl, pulling the cover off the top, “Do you want them warmed?” You ask the tod, turning toward him to see a rather human-like expression of disgust on his face. “Or not.” Walking back out onto the porch you set the bowl down near your wheel and sit back down to continue your work.

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Carnal Cupidity (M)

[ Cupidity (noun) /kjuːˈpɪdɪti/ : eager or excessive desire, esp. to possess something: greed; avarice. from the latin cupiditas, meaning “yearning and "desire”; synonymous with “lust.” ]

Pairing: Taehyung x reader

Genre: Smut, Alphawolf!Tae

words: 9k

Warnings: rated M, explicit descriptions of sexual content, breeding/impreg, biting, mentions of blood, cum play, creampie, light degradation, strong language, knotting, rough but still weirdly domestic werewolf sex, generic heat trope tbh lol

A/N: this is unedited af so i’ll do it later but i truly hope you guys will enjoy this piece of trash and thanks for being patient with my messy self! <3 

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lakeside

wonho | monsta x »10217 words » smut

» happy birthday @yoonkihyunsfatgf this is for you :3 i love youuu

The sound of a sudden splash on the opposite side of the lake you have been lounging next to for the past hour pulls your eyes from the book in your hands. Your attention is drawn to the water droplets flinging in every direction before you notice one, two, three soaked and smiling boys surfacing for air. As you arch a brow, you stare in wonder at the three rowdy boys splashing around, grins reaching their eyes and your jaw only drops when you spot one of them stand up with his body facing away you, water cascading down every muscle of his toned back all the way to the curve of his ass.

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defanged (m)

↳ rating: M

↳ genre: smut, fluff, werewolf!au, a/b/o au, pwp

↳ pairing: mates werewolf!reader x werewolf/alpha!hoseok

↳ warnings: explicit sexual content, dom themes, breathplay, knotting, rough play, impregnation kink, overall general ”werewolf” smut themes, personality change, probably an uncomfortable amount of squishy mate talk

↳ summary:  hoseok is an easy mate—as such that there are moments you question if he’s just human. so when his sudden spike of aggression emerges, you do your best to keep this unknown man at bay. or, alternatively: young alpha hoseok has started teething and he’s being a bratty puppy about it.

↳ note: ok so if you were with me a few months ago you would know that this is actually a collab fic with a couple other writers but life happens and here we are now *cowboy emoji*. this is really important to me bc they’re such *clench fist* great people and i’m happy i received such an opportunity to collab with them (’: pls make sure to rb/like/visit our collab masterlist if you want to be in-the-know of when they post their parts!

also i wanted to play around with the humorous sides of what werewolves might go thru (-: so, like, short attention spans and hating loud noises and typical big dog stuff. with the teething, just imagine that their growth stages are prolonged because they’re, idk, maybe immortal or something lol

(i…… i’m not used to writing fantasy can u tell)

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↳ words: 9k+

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Rapture (M)

Character/Genre/Word Count: Taehyung x reader | Werewolf!AU, Werewolf!Taehyung, Human!reader, Smut | 4,384 words

➽ Subtitle | Fever II — or in another word, written in the same universe as Fever

➽ Warning | This is also smut. Involving werewolf sex, explicit smut scene, public sex, cunnilingus, presumably unprotected sex, impregnation kink mentioned.

➽ Author’s Note | This piece was also written during my NaNoWriMo project last November. It took me awhile to post this one because I keep changing a few things during editing. I hope you guys enjoy this one as much as you do with Fever. (ps. Please ignore the fact that I write this one in a different style compared to the other)

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Moonlight ~ Jungkook wolf!au

➳ a/n: moonlight is back :D - admin lottie

➳ pairing: jungkook x reader

➳ genre: wolf!au, a little bit of everything; angst, fluff, smut

➳ word count: 4.1k 

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Chapter 1

          You wince as you feel something hit the back of your head. That stupid boy. You turn around to face your ostensible ‘best friend’, Hoseok, grinning at you before pointing to the little ball of paper on the floor and miming to open it. You roll your eyes before discretely picking up the note and opening it on the desk.

The Red Moon pack arrives today. Not to worry you, or anything.

You push your tongue into your cheek and stare blankly at the note, pushing Hobi’s sarcastic tone aside. The Red Moon pack is one of the strongest packs in Europe. No doubt thanks to their lethal strategies and unforgiving punishments. They train and they fight. They’re constantly moving about to gain more territory and they seem to have conquered endless packs. Scarlet Oak heard word from your neighbouring pack they were spotted heading towards you a couple weeks back and that could only mean trouble. Still, nobody seems too stressed; you have a great Alpha, Marcus, who would never allow you into a war you inevitably cannot win. You scribble back a ‘thanks for the nice reminder’ and pass it back to him before your teacher notices and then bring back your attention to the fields you can see outside the window sweeping back for miles and miles. You wish you were out there. You’ve been so preoccupied lately you feel as though you’ve neglected your wolf. Thankfully, she doesn’t seem particularly restless yet. Yet. Soon enough it will catch up to you, all this extra work you’ve been doing for your dad and what not, you’ll need to go for a long, long run. Perhaps to the beach and back. She’d like that a lot.

The bell rings and you begin to gather up your stuff before Hobi plonks himself down on the edge of your desk and grins at you.

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Help | JJH [Alpha/Omega] | The First

Title: Help (i know im bad with titles) Summary: You’re best friends with the ever talented Jaehyun, an alpha music major at your university. You have somewhat of a crush on him but understand that being a beta works against you. What will one fateful night reveal, though? Alpha/Omega fic where reader was misdiagnosed as a beta in high school. Rating: Explicit / 18+ Word Count: 6,287 Pairing: Alpha!Jung Jaehyun / Omega!female reader  Warnings: alternate universe (university), best friends, jaehyun is a music major, you are an art major, A/B/O dynamics, vaginal stimulation, masturbation, biting, breeding, lots of love talk A/N: sorry if ive missed tags. this is the first chapter, second will include more smut. this is only my second time writing so please hmu if u have any critique or tips, thank you!

Part 2

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