WHY ARE YOU BITING YOUR LOWER LIP

BTS Reaction | Touching yourself beside them

Request; Bts reaction to you masturbating next to them and you think that they’re asleep

Kim Namjoon

Namjoon knew by the way your breathing became more shallow and the small whimpers that you were touching yourself. He had heard those sounds many times before. Rolling over to face you he’d have a smile plastered across his face, playfully teasing you.

Slowly he’d move so that he was on top of you, pinning your arms down either side of your head with a smirk.

“Having all the fun without me? I don’t think so”

Kim Seokjin

Seokjin would think he was seeing things at first, that was until he heard an ever so quiet strangled moan of his name leave your lips. Placing a hand on your hip he’d let you know he was awake, you stopped your movements, face turning bright red.

When you removed your hand, Seokjin’s swiftly replaced your own, fingers finding your clit.

“Princess,  you don’t need to stop, I love hearing you moan for me”

Min Yoongi

Yoongi would reach for your wrist the moment he caught on to what you were doing. He would feel somewhat offended that you would rather pleasure yourself than wake him up, even though he knew you probably did it because of his long work hours and lack of sleep.

Moving so that he was hovering over you, he’d lean down, connecting his lips with your neck.

“I may be busy baby girl, but you know how much I like pleasuring you”

Jung Hoseok

Hoseok would watch you with a small smirk, biting down on his lower lip as his hand slipped beneath the fabric of his boxers, wrapping around his semi-hard length. His eyes never left your body as he watched you pleasure yourself beside him, your eyes clenched shut in pleasure.

Unable to hold back any longer, he’d reach over, tugging your hand from your panties.

“Baby, why don’t we help each other?”

Park Jimin

Jimin would just lay beside you, remaining silent as he watched you. His own hand would move down his body to palm himself through the thin black fabric of his sweatpants.  His breath hitching the moment your eyes landed on his, hurriedly he’d pull his hand away from his growing erection.

Covering his face in embarrassment he’d begin to laugh, going shy after being caught watching you.

“I promise I wasn’t watching you, princess”

Kim Taehyung

Taehyung would be on the verge of falling asleep at first but the soft sounds leaving your lips would catch his attention. At first, he’d think you were having a nightmare. Opening his eyes only slightly to look at you, he’d notice the way your hand was slipped beneath the waistband of your panties.

Sitting up rather quickly he would startle you, making you stop touching yourself in an instant.

“Princess don’t stop, let me watch, I like watching you touch yourself”

Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook would remain quiet as he watched you beside him, despite you thinking Jungkook was asleep he had been awake the whole time.  A small smirk would tug either end of his lips at ever so small whimper of his name that fell from your mouth.

When he knew you were close to your orgasm he’d move to grab your wrist, stopping your movements completely.

“I think my baby girl needs a little help, hm?”

Obey (Jimin/Reader)

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Prompt: OH GOD WEREWOLF JIMIN AU SMUTSMUTSMUT I’m trash for dominant werewolf Jimin + Can you please write a smut (werewolf! jimin and reader) where he goes into heat, and gets really horny/possessive with the reader? Thank you very much~

Genre: Smut - Werewolf!AU (In Heat)

Words: 2.1K+

Author: Admin Kaycie

Summary: Everyone has a bit of sadistic nature buried deep within the confines of their most intimate desires, a dark sensation that consumes the mind, body, and soul when the time is right. For Park Jimin, that animalistic desire was something that had cursed him since the day he first turned eighteen years old, a spark reigniting with each full moon. It devoured him whole, taking complete control of his body until he could quench the nearly insatiable thirst for dominance. 

Tags: Dom!Jimin, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Sub!Reader, Orgasm Denial, Dirty Talk, etc. 


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❝ You are really perfect ❞

Plot:  You and Jimin fights, he calls you clingy and annoying and says he hates when you steal his clothes. So you begin to act “cold”, because you don’t want to be clingy and annoying, first he didn’t realise you stopped doing that but then he does and feels guilty and sad and you can keep going from that, so he makes it up to you.

Pairing: JiminxReader

Words count: 2,3k+

Genre: Slighty angst/Fluff in the end 

For anon, I hope you like it! - M. 

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner!

Everyone at the Big Hit building knew you, so when you came with snacks for everyone they could not do anything but love you even more.  

Immediately one of BTS’ manager told you that they were in the rehearsal room, so smiling you did a deep bow as a thanksgiving and you headed to the rehearsal room.  

It was the first time you visited the new building, but fortunately, a gentle lady pointed you in the direction you had to follow. They were all so polite and kind that you almost felt a rude person in comparison, even though your boyfriend kept saying you were the best person he had ever known.  

Trying not to drop anything, you didn’t want to waste the morning you spent cooking leaving the food on the ground, you’d better squeeze the heat bag in your hand and knocked gently on the blown glass door that divided the rest of the world from the Bangtan.  

A “c'mon” practically screamed at lungs gave you permission to enter and making, even more, attention you opened the door and entered, recognizing immediately Jungkook’s and Taehyung screams that greeted you enthusiastically.  

“Noooooona!” Jungkook ran to help you, perhaps more interested in the food than your presence but you could understand it. Surely they were practicing for hours and they had to be all hungry.  

“Hi Kookie, yes you can bring away the food….” You giggled as you approached the rest of the group, already trying to check what was in the bag. Check and scream of joy, because it was all homemade food and already just opening the zipper the scent was flared out.  

You’d fix better Jimin’s T-shirt you wore, you slipped it into skinny jeans because you were smaller and even lower than him, noticing only at that moment the slightly detached look of your boyfriend. Jimin wasn’t looking at you and it was almost a surprise because his smile was always the first thing to welcome you when you went to spend some time with them.  

“Aigoooo, Y/N, you cook better than Jin Hyung!” The voice of the leader rang in the room, making you laugh as you sat next to the pink-haired boy. You caressed his forearm, but the smile he made was visibly pulled so that you could be worried that something had happened before you arrived.  

He hadn’t touched food yet and didn’t seem intent on doing it, which pushed you to ask him what was going on.  

“Hey.. Something wrong, Chiminnie? ”  

“No.”  

You flinched slightly feeling his blunt response, while with the corner of the eye you would notice Namjoon’s gaze on you. He seemed worried and this did nothing but confirm your concerns.  

“Are you sure..?”  

“Y/N; Stop. I said there’s nothing wrong, can you just worry about your business for once?  

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Good Morning (M)

Genre: S M U T 

Length: 1,000+ words

Kinks: Oppa! kink, slight exhibitionism(???) 

Disclaimer: I am extremely exhausted at the moment, so if this is bad I am so sorry lmao I just felt horrible for slacking off so much on writing and came up with this little drabble/scenario~

Originally posted by yugybearr

“Jagi..” You could hear your boyfriend sweetly coo as he attempted to gently shake you awake, “Jagiya wake up, please..” He whined. “It’s important.” 

Despite how utterly exhausted you were, you knew he wouldn’t stop until you gave him the attention he wanted, “Ya know- you might try to act all daddy all the time and stuff, but you sure act like a child when you want attention..” You halfheartedly teased, turning to face him.

Yugyeom pouted as soon your gaze met his, “Why do you have to be so mean in the mornings babygirl?” He asked in a childish tone. 

“Because I am not a morning person. This is an ungodly hour to wake up at. For fucks sake the sun’s not even completely out yet.” A sleepy little giggle escaped your lips as you motioned over to open curtain that revealed the slight darkness outside, cuddling against him you sleepily asked, “What’s so important any-” Immediately you stop speaking as you felt exactly why he wanted you up so badly. 

His cheeks furiously blushed a bright red, biting his lower lip roughly his eyes wandered over you. Bringing his head down, his plush lips right beside your ear he softly whispered, “Please baby.. Help your precious Oppa feel good.” 

You automatically sat up on your knees, crossing your arms over your chest as you peered down at him with narrowed eyes, “Precious?’ You scoffed, “You’re anything but precious to me right now, Yuggy. I’m tired, I wanna sleep.” You pouted in the cutest way you possibly could.

Yuggy pulled the blanket off him, revealing his hardened member attempting to poke straight up; the only thing stopping it from doing so was his tight grey sweatpants. “Don’t you see how badly i want you baby?” He whined, biting his lip once more as he began to gently rub his clothed member. “Come on baby, you know Oppa can put you right back to sleep once he’s done with you.” 

Though you were completely exhausted, your body began to betray you. The familiar ache in your core ignited as soon as you could see how desperate his was for you, “Fuck..” You airily whimpered as you rolled your eyes, “We can’t though. Everyone’s here.” 

A sly, smug smile painted itself across Yugyeom’s face as his eyes continued their lustful wandering, “So?” He said with a shrug, “They’re all still asleep. You know that babe.” 

“But they’ll wake up sooner or later, if not because of their alarms then because of all the freaking noise we make.” A playful little chuckled flowed out as you crawled over to your needy boyfriend. 

Yugyeom immediately grabbed your waist and sat you on top of him; his large hands lightly caressed your curves as he began peppering candy sweet kisses along the base of your neck and collarbone. “Please baby.” He seductively whispered between each kiss. “Be a good girl for me, sweetheart- Be good for Oppa..” 

His words seemed to make you melt into his embrace, soft little whines began escaping your lips as his hands and lips began exploring your body more. “F- Fuck..” You whined, gently rocking your hips back and forth on his member.

He dragged his hands back down to your hips, roughly digging his fingertips into them as you rubbed your clothed, dripping core on him. A low growl escaped him, the urge to be inside you suddenly becoming more than overwhelming. 

Suddenly he tossed you back onto the bed, your body landing on the black sheets as he stood above you. “I need you now.” He said, gritting his teeth as he practically ripped your favorite pair of lace panties off of you. 

“Babe! those were my favorite~” You playfully whined while he hastily pulled his sweats down, his solid cock springing free as he positioned himself between your legs. 

An anxious chuckle escaped him as he grazed the tip of his member up and down your drenched slit, “I’ll get you new ones..” He looked up at you, quickly flashing a smug grin. “You’re so fucking wet princess.” He cooed, groaning loudly just as he slowly slide himself inside you. “Fuck y/n.” 

Your face contorted in sweet, divine pleasure as he began pumping his length in and out of you, “God, Yuggy~” You sweetly whined as you gripped the sheets. 

“Hush baby..” Yugyeom airily growled, “Do you want the others to hear?” 

At first you nodded, but automatically shook your head seconds after. You wouldn’t be able to face them if they heard the two of you fucking. In between your moans you weakly replied, “No, Sir..” 

“Well, too bad.. I do.” Another smug grin sprawled across his face as he picked up his speed, drilling himself inside you with each hard, long thrust. His finger tips bruisingly dug themselves into your hips. “Ask before you cum baby, got it?”

Despite how badly you tried to contain your moans, Yugyeom just wouldn’t allow it. Every second you stayed silent he fucked you harder and rougher, “F- Fuck..” You whimpered as you couldn’t contain yourself anymore, “Yugyeom!” You shouted nearly at the top of your lungs, your almost throat tearing moans now echoed throughout the dorm. 

Yugyeom threw his head back in complete pleasure, groaning as your walls tightly clenched around his cock, “Shit-” He hissed as the sensation began bringing him closer to his climax, “You gonna cum babygirl?” He breathlessly asked as he lowered himself on top of you. 

“Oh god-” You whined, nodding rapidly while loudly whimpering as the sudden slight change in his position hit your most sensitive spot perfectly. “Yes, holy shit- I’m wanna cum, please let me cum.” 

The sheer desperation in your voice nearly threw him over the edge right then and there. He roughly pressed his lips against yours, his thrusts quickly becoming sloppy, “Me too baby- “ He whimpered as he broke the heated kiss, “Me too, cum with me babygirl. Cum with Oppa..” 

And with that your body seemed to waist absolutely no time at all. Your orgasm wracked through you; turning you into a shaky, drowsy mess. “Oh- Oh god..” You whimpered as you felt your walls contract around him once more, the sensation drove your newly sensitive body crazy. Your eyes rolled back as you roughly bit your lip as your orgasm slowly came to a halt.

Yugyeom followed you over the edge seconds later, “Ahhh~” He breathlessly whined, groaning loudly as he shot his load inside you. He practically collapsed on top of you as exhaustion took over, “Holy fuck..” He said once more as he wrapped his arms around you. 

Just as you cuddled into his embrace, your sleepiness returning almost immediately, he placed a sweet kiss on the top of your head. “I love-” His sentence immediately being cut off by the sound of whispering coming from the other room.

“Hey! If you guys are done fucking now do y’all want breakfast? Mark and I are starving!” Jackson shamelessly shouted from across the hall, completely killing the moment. 

You buried your face in Yugyeom’s chest, lightly punching him as embarrassment took over. “I hate you..” You shyly teased. “How can I face them now?”

A playful smile spread across his face as he planted another kiss on your head, “Yeah! Y/n’s pretty tired out though, and she might not be able to walk right now so she’s gonna stay in bed for a while.” Your boyfriend puposely shouted back in reply. He gently cupped your chin, forcing you to look at him. a soft chuckle flowed out of him as your eyes met his. “Jagi~ How does breakfast in bed sound?” 

God did he make it hard to hate him.

Originally posted by chichangyu

hobiiiu  asked:

How would Wonho, I.M, Hyungwon and Jooheon react to you going to sleep with no bra on and they're super horny? (Lmao sorry I'm so dirty minded!!)

Aren’t we all, dear.. ><

You sleep with no bra on and they’re super horny (Wonho, I.M, Hyungwon & Jooheon)

Wonho; He’d been horny all day long, restless and frustrated. The only thing on his mind was you, the way you moan and arch your back to his touch. The way you make him feel so fucking good. He was pretty sure you’d be asleep by the time he got home, which was at around 2:00am. He stepped into the house silently, and made his way to the bedroom to check if you were awake. He saw you fast asleep on the bed and he smiled a little, slowly taking his shirt off while walking towards you. He sat on the bed next to you and brushed the hair out of your face with his fingertips. His eyes darted down, and he noticed you had no bra on, which made him even more frustrated. 

Y/N? Baby? Wake up,”

Hoseok rubbed your arm gently until you woke up, and he smiled at you, slowly getting in between your legs. “Sorry, sweetie~.. I’m really, really horny, and this didn’t help me at all.” He bit on his lower lip and slid his hands up your torso to squeeze your breasts. Hoseok leaned down and pecked your lips, before trailing kisses down your neck. 

Originally posted by flowerboy89x

I.M; Changkyun was laying in bed, his arm under his head and his phone in his other hand, scrolling through SNS. You finished putting on your PJ’s, deciding not to wear a bra, since you had it on all day long and it left a few sore lines on your back. You walked into the bedroom and got into bed next to Changkyun, kissing his cheek and snuggling up next to him. You rested your head on Changyuk’s chest and closed your eyes, your body pressed against your boyfriend’s. You felt Changkyun shift around a little, and soon he put his phone away and wrapped his arms around you. Five minutes later, Changkyun’s deep voice snapped you out of your half-asleep state. 

Y/N, are you not wearing a bra?

You felt your cheeks flush and you opened your eyes to look up at him, “..Yeah, it’s kind of uncomfortable to sleep with it on..” You shrugged and looked down, feeling a little embarrassed. Changkyun’s low chuckle made you blush even more, but you soon felt his hand caressing your waist.

I like that. Even though it’s causing me some trouble.” He grinned and took your hand in his, placing it on his crotch where he was rock hard underneath his boxers. 

Originally posted by changkyunsfw

Hyungwon; Hyungwon would walk into the living room to see you napping on the couch, TV remote in one hand, and the other hand on your tummy. He’d smile to himself and walk over to you, gently taking the TV remote from your hand and setting it on the table, before turning his attention back to you. His eyes would shift to your breasts, realizing that you have no bra on, he’d get turned on quite quickly. Though he would want you to rest, so he’d sit next to you on the couch and let you sleep as he watched the TV. He’d wait until you woke up (he would definitely wake you up by “accident”). 

Oh? You’re awake? How was your nap, kitten?

Hyungwon would smile and lean down to peck your lips, shifting both of you so he was in between your legs. “You look so good right now, baby.. I couldn’t control myself.” Hyungwon would smile and gently roll his hips, rubbing his hard on against your womanhood, grinning at your flustered expression. 

Originally posted by mon-egg

Jooheon; He’d wake up in the middle of the night out of nowhere, groaning softly and rubbing his eyes. He’d get out of bed quietly and make his way to the kitchen to have a drink. He’d wander around for a little before coming back to bed, looking at the time. 3:54AM. He’d blink, all confused as to why his brain and body decided to wake up so randomly. He’d look over at you and smile to himself, watching you sleep peacefully. His eyes would focus on your bare shoulder, and he’d lean down to fix your shirt and pull it back up for you. He’d soon realize that he didn’t see a bra strap, and he’d immediately get turned on by the thought of you sleeping with no bra on. He’d gently turn you over on your back and brush the hair out of your face, biting on his lower lip as he thought whether he should wake you up or not. 

Jooheon would kiss your neck and down to your collarbones, his hand slipping in between your thighs to gently rub at them. 

..Jooheon-ah, what are you doing..?

You’d open your eyes and look down at him with a frown. He’d give you a grin and peck your lips, “I’m sorry baby, i promise i’ll make it up to you, but i really, really need you right now. Please, babygirl..” He’d whisper and trail kissed down your neck again, more roughly this time. 

Originally posted by dimpleboi

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Zach asking you to sleep over at his house - Part 2

A/N: Sorry on such a long wait for this imagine. I hope that it was worth it though. Enjoy my lovelies:)


The final bell rings, signalling the end of class and also the end of the school day. You start packing up your things with shaky hands, your nerves getting the best of you. It’s Friday today. Which means it’s the beginning of the weekend. This also means that you will be going to Zach’s house, staying there for the next couple of days.

You have been able to stay calm and collected the next few days after he had asked you to sleep over at his house for the weekend, but right now you can’t help but start to feel really antsy. 

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BTS Reaction - Swallowing for the first time

It was unexpected, but just as good as he imagined as you swallowed his cum for the first time.

Namjoon

Namjoon sat on the chair in his studio, loud music drowning your slurping sounds and his deep moans as he patted your head. He felt close, his patting hand enclosing around your hair, thrusting into you from underneath, but as he wanted to pull your head off of his dick, you smacked his hand away, his loads catching within your mouth for the first time. “F-fuck, baby, oh god..”, louder than the music his groans filled the room. “Swallow everything, baby, like this..”

Jin

Jin dug his heels into the mattress, moaning your name while your head bobbed up and down his cock, his release slowly reaching. His hand stroked your hair gently. “It’s time, y/n. G-get up”, a breathless, stretched moan in the form of your name followed as you deepened down on his dick, your hands massaging his balls. “W-what, y-y/n..ah”, Jin panted, his lips parted as you proudly opened your mouth, showing him his cum. “God, I’m so proud of my girl.”Wouldn’t let you do anything else ever again.

Hoseok

Hoseok and you stayed over at his parent’s, his old bedroom small, cozy as you started to give him head. He was a vocal lover, his low groans muted while biting down his lower lip, constantly praising your doing as you felt him throb violently. “We can’t make a mess today”, you mumbled before taking him in again, tongue wrapping around his dick as he spurted into your throat, his moans louder than ever. “You can’t just swallow me for the first, baby! It’s too damn hot”, would steadily groan afterwards, remembering the sound of you swallowing him.

Yoongi

Yoongi was tired today, practice over way too late for his liking as to why he wanted you to suck him off for some relaxation. “Ever swallowed, baby girl?” Seeing you bob your head, looking straight into your eyes while he heard lewd sounds drove him crazy. After your slight nod, his libido fuelled, his hips shoving his cock deeper. “Swallow then”, he commanded, filling your mouth with his thick fluids. “That’s it..god”, he never felt as good after a blow job, deciding you had to do it at least once a week.

Jimin

Jimin positioned himself on top of you, your face smiling up at him while his cock was buried deep in your mouth, lips wrapped around his tip after he had pulled out. “I want to come in your mouth, princess”, he would moan, head falling back as you agreed, taking him to the hilt, slow controlled thrusts hitting your throat until you nodded at him, his semen flowing down over your lips down your chin, Jimin’s moans never louder. “Princess..I can’t get enough of that!”

Taehyung

Taehyung made wide eyes as your tongue roamed around his tip, his hands patting your cheek strongly. “Good girl, suck me off”, he knew you didn’t swallow, but as you didn’t stop to hollow your cheeks, was the urge to fill your mouth too huge as to why you tried to grin, making him come the second you licked over his slit. Your tongue caught the first drops before you took him in again, Taehyung whining. “You’re more than perfect..ah..” He was sure to repeat this after he had taken care of you.

Jungkook

It wasn’t the first blow job he received from you, his fists in your hair, hips thrusting upwards in your bedroom. Jungkook felt good, your wet mouth the perfect replacement of your pussy. “I’m so close, baby”, he would slow down, your hands grabbing his ass to push him forward, signalling him to move faster. “You want to swallow?”, unbelievably he looked down in awe, his cum spilling down the edges of your mouth while he moaned your name. “Clean everything up, baby.. oh fuck..”

Don’t Flirt With Him (M)

Originally posted by ciutae

Pairing: Jimin x reader (feat. Sungwoon from Hotshot)
Genre: smut with a fluffy end
Word count: 3.2k
Content: dom!jimin, slight spanking

Description: No strings attached? Turns out differently as Jimin showed you jealousy for the first time at a party.


The vodka burned straight down your throat as you took the shot, it being the third one that night already. For the time being there, you were looking around for Jimin since he was the one who invited you to his party in the first place. So why wasn’t he there?

Oh. Yeah, he’s probably flirting with other girls again, you thought and sighed out loud, your hand already reaching for the vodka to sip yourself another shot.

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I Got You On My Mind [Part 6]

Jungkook Soulmate AU (Angst)

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Summary: After regaining some of your memories, you and Jungkook finally face the truth.

Word count: 1.9k words

Originally posted by jungxook

When Jieun came home, she found you sitting on the floor. Your eyes were red, but your tears had dried long ago. Jieun regarded your blank expression with concern, immediately dropping to the ground to check on you.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” Jieun asked frantically, looking at your body for injuries. “Did you hurt your leg again? Why are you crying?”

You sighed and closed your eyes, feeling more tired than upset. Jieun’s flittering hands stilled, as if she sensed that something was off.

“Y/N?”

“I remember now, Jieun,” you said. “I remember what happen that night, and what happened after. I know that you and Jungkook were a thing, and that he rejected me right away.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner,” Jieun whispered, her own eyes watering. “I didn’t want to upset you or confuse you. It hurt you so much the first time, I didn’t want to see you go through it again.”

“I just don’t understand,” you replied, your voice strained with frustration. “Did you like him? Do you still like him? Is that why you tried to hide your relationship with him from me?”

“What? No! No, of course not,” Jieun exclaimed, her eyes widening with surprise. “I mean, I did have a bit of a crush on him, but our relationship was just physical. It ended as soon as you two figured out that you’re…you know, soulmates.”

“But I’m still confused,” you said, trying to hold off another wave of tears. “Jungkook said he wanted nothing to do me. But now he’s so sweet. He’s like two different people, and I don’t know which one is the real him.”

“Just talk to him,” Jieun smiled, rubbing your back gently. “He’s not as bad as you remember. I’m sure the person Jungkook is with you now is the person he wishes he was when you first met.”

“Still, why was he so cruel in the beginning?” you asked helplessly. “I don’t know if I can forgive that.”

“Only Jungkook can answer that,” Jieun replied softly. “Promise me you’ll talk to him, okay?”

You nodded, realizing that Jieun knew much more than she let on. She helped you to your feet and led you back to the couch. You decided you wouldn’t press her for more information, because in the end, you would need to talk to Jungkook eventually.


Even though you had decided to talk to Jungkook, you hadn’t been able to muster enough courage to confront him. He had no idea that you had regained your memories, so he was contacting you like usual. But when you picked up your phone to reply, the events of your first encounter flashed before your eyes. Every time that happened, you put your phone down and tried to ignore your heavy heart.

So, to put it simply, you had been ignoring Jungkook for the past week.

You had several unread messages in your inbox from Jungkook. Surely Jungkook was so popular, he wasn’t used to be ignored. The texts started coming less frequently, and you wondered if they would eventually stop all together. You figured–albeit guiltily–that if Jungkook really wanted company, he could find another girl.

One Thursday afternoon, you were reading through some notes sent to you by a classmate when you heard Jungkook’s thoughts whispering in the back of your head. You jumped, growing unaccustomed to your soulmate’s presence after such a long period of silence.

“Why isn’t she talking to me?” Jungkook thought, and although it was quiet in your mind, you could hear the worry in your voice. Your heart panged, and you felt bad for assuming the worst of Jungkook. Clearly, he was still thinking of you. “Did I do something wrong again?”

Again.

No, not again. The first mistake was hurtful enough. But of course, Jungkook had no idea that you remembered what he had done. You wanted to scream at him–make him hurt as much as he had hurt you. But you also just wanted to see him again, because you had grown to love the caring side of Jungkook that he had shown you.

“Maybe her condition got worse,” came Jungkook’s next thought, which sounded even more alarmed than the last. “I should stop by. Yeah–I’ll go after class.”

You jumped to your feet, wavering as you tried to catch your balance. Reaching out for your crutches, you hobbled out of your room and into the living room, where Jieun was playing guitar.

“Jieun!” you screeched, making her jump.

“Oh my god!” Jieun squealed, placing a hand over her heart dramatically. “Why are you screaming at me?”

“Jungkook’s coming here after his class is over,” you hurried to explain, your words overlapping in your haste. Still, Jieun understood what you were trying to say.

“Oh, so do you need me to leave?” Jieun asked, setting aside her guitar. “I can disappear for an hour or two.”

“No, no! Definitely do not leave,” you squeaked desperately. “I’m not ready to see him! I need you to cover for me. Tell him that I’m not home and that I forgot my phone here.”

“What? Y/N, are you avoiding him?” Jieun demanded, her face growing dark. “You promised me that you would talk to him! Ignoring your problems won’t make them go away.”

“I know, I know!” you replied. “And I will talk to him, but I’m just not ready yet. I need time to process everything so that I can face him properly. I don’t want to get upset and ruin things forever.”

Jieun’s face softened at your obvious fear, and she sighed. “I understand why you’re scared, but you should trust Jungkook a little bit too,” she argued. “He’s shown you that he’s a good guy, right? I get why you’re so hesitant, believe me. But I’m also seeing this from Jungkook’s perspective, too.”

“You’re my friend, be on my side!” you whined. Jieun rolled her eyes at you.

“Okay, don’t do that. I’m doing what’s best for you,” Jieun said. “Even though you don’t want to talk to him now, in the long run, you’ll be thanking me for making you two work out your problems.”

“I’ll thank you even more if you cover for me this one time,” you said, on the borderline of begging. “I swear I’ll talk to him after, Jieun! I just need a little more time. I’m really not ready to see Jungkook.”

“Fine,” Jieun sighed, falling back onto the couch in frustration. “I’ll cover for you this one time. You can go hide in your room or whatever.”

“Thank you so much, Jieun!” you cried. “I love you so much! You’re the best.”

“I know,” Jieun laughed. “And I’m assuming you ignored all of Jungkook’s attempts to contact you up until now?”

You looked away guiltily.


When Jungkook knocked on the door, you were hiding in your room. Your bedroom door was left slightly ajar, so if you peeked through, you could see the foyer. Jieun approached it, glaring at you as she did. You sent her a thankful smile.

Jieun opened the door, but you couldn’t see Jungkook.

“Oh, Jieun,” Jungkook said. You missed the sound of his sweet voice–you could admit that. “Is Y/N around? I haven’t heard from her since I saw her last week.”

“No, she’s not around,” Jieun replied easily. “Y/N had to spend the week with her grandparents, because they got really worried when they heard about the accident. And she was dumb enough to leave her phone at home.”

“Oh,” Jungkook said, sounding surprised. It sounded like a valid excuse, and you were a little shocked that Jieun was so good at lying. “I’m surprised she didn’t tell me earlier.”

“It’s because she didn’t know that she would be leaving until her grandparents showed up,” Jieun answered. She continued a bit sheepishly, “Actually, I was supposed to tell you that she would be out of town. I guess I forgot.”

“Yeah, guess you did,” Jungkook replied dryly. Jieun just shrugged and sent him a carefree smile. “When will she be back?”

“Sometime next week,” Jieun said. You gulped, realizing that she was giving you a deadline.

“Alright,” Jungkook said slowly. He sounded like he was getting ready to leave. “Thanks, I guess.”

Jieun began to close the door slowly. You exhaled in relief, feeling your body deflate. I can’t believe that worked, you thought. Jieun should have been an actress.

“What the fuck?” Jungkook’s voice suddenly thundered. Jieun jumped, backing away from the door. Jungkook burst through the foyer. “Why are you lying to me?”

“W-what are you talking about?” Jieun stammered.

“Y/N, where are you?” Jungkook called out, ignoring Jieun completely. “I know you’re here. I can hear you thinking right now.”

Oh shit.

“Yeah, oh shit is right,” Jungkook snorted. He scanned the apartment, finally settling on your bedroom door. He saw your face peeking through, and he smiled slightly and began to approach you.

Accepting your fate, you pulled yourself to your feet and opened the door, clutching the doorframe for support.

“Why are you avoiding me?” Jungkook asked once he stood in front of you, the hurt clear in his downtrodden expression. “Did I do something to upset you?”

“Yeah, you did,” you replied tiredly.

“What was it?” Jungkook questioned, confused. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you, if I did. I thought you had a good time with me last week.”

“I did,” you smiled. “You’ve been really great since the hospital. You helped me a lot, and you’re fun to be around.”

“Then what’s the problem?” Jungkook asked, cocking his head adorably in confusion.

“It’s what happened before then,” you said simply.

Jungkook paled, his mouth opening slightly. His eyes lowered, and you could see his jaw clenching. He stood there quietly for a few moments, but eventually, he tentatively lifted his gaze to meet yours.

“You remember everything,” Jungkook said quietly. It wasn’t a question. He was biting his lip nervously, and you wondered why he was the nervous one when it was you who had been deceived all along.

“Not everything, but I remember enough,” you responded. You broke your eye contact with Jungkook, feeling overwhelmed. “I don’t understand you at all, Jungkook. Why are being so nice now?”

“It’s…it’s a really long story,” Jungkook sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I can’t justify what I did, but if it means anything to you, I regret everything that happened that night. I didn’t mean a word I said.”

“Then why did you say what you did?”

“Like I said, it’s a long story,” Jungkook replied. “I can explain it to you if you’re willing to listen. I’ll tell you everything, I promise. And if you don’t want to see me after this, I won’t bother you ever again.”

“How do I know that what you’re saying is the truth?” you asked, looking at Jungkook for any signs of deceit.

“You’ll just have to trust me.”

You almost laughed–how could you trust him so easily again? But you remembered the boy who  had slept by your bedside in the hospital, and the boy who acted like you were the most interesting thing in the world. The boy who had promised to sing to you.

“Fine, I’ll listen,” you breathed.

- Girl in Luv

Ok…this took to long. I kind of lost inspiration for this series, but it’s back now! You can expect more regular updates. The story’s drawing to a close…so what do think is going to happen? Also heads up: no posts tomorrow night. We’re going to prom!!! Thanks for reading guys! Ya girl’s gonna get turnt!

anonymous asked:

Hi admin would you like to make BTS reaction to their gf likes to wear oversized shirt and boxer at home (either its theirs or hers)? It'll will be fluff or smut is up to you!^^

First night at the dorm, the other member went to sleep elsewhere so you can be alone with your boyfriend. You’ve never done anything more than kissing but you’re not shy around him anymore. He walks in after you changed into an oversized shirt and shorts (you’re not ashamed of your pajama, you slay girl) & closes the door behind him.

Namjoon

Originally posted by https-km

When he enters the room after giving you a few minutes to change, he finds you standing beside his bed, brushing your hair while humming a melody that he doesn’t know. Well, he doesn’t wants to know, all his attention immediately attracted by something else. Seeing you barely dressed in front of him for the first time makes him forget all the rest. Namjoon lays his eyes on your thighs, his eyes inevitably attracted by the curves he’d just only guessed in his naughty thoughts. A wave of heat scatters throughout his body as he approaches you. When you turn your head to smile at him, hands still brushing your hair, Namjoon is « forced » to look up at you, even if his eyes are kinda stuck on your skin. As your attention returns to your hair, your boyfriend sits on the edge of his bed, really close to you, and looks up to stare at your body. Slowly, he pulls on your shirt to bring you closer to him and takes the comb from your hands to throw it on your open bag. You smile at him, putting your hands on his shoulders while his fingers brushes the skin of your thighs, his eyes still wandering on your body. He strokes the inside of your thighs, making you shudder as he looks up at you. « I like what I see… ». When you start laughing while passing your hand through his hair, a smirk appears on his mouth. « I like it a lot, baby… ». You lean over him to kiss him and Namjoon takes advantage of it by dragging you on his lap, his hands pressing your butt, already feeling a bit cramped in his boxers.

Taehyung

Originally posted by beuits

He really didn’t expect this kind of sleeping outfit and you realize it as soon as he closes the door behind him, his eyes not knowing where to look. You burst out laughing, which makes him laugh too and seems to relax him. He tells you to climb on the bed while he turns off the lights. As you slither under the blankets, you see him running to you, throwing himself on the bed and then snuggle under the blanket, his arms and legs closing around you. Laughing like two idiots, you have a tickle fight, your bodies pressed tight one against the other. Suddenly, Tae rolls over you and plants his teeth in the flesh of your neck. It was supposed to be innocent & fun but your moan stops him immediately. He raises his head and stares at you, his breathing a bit heavier than usual. You both become aware of the promiscuity of your bodies, your hands above his butt, your boobs pressed against his chest, the warmth of your thighs around his waist… This night will not be your first time, but it will be a white night for sure.

Jin

Originally posted by hoseokb

« Yah ! Jagiya… Do you want me to die ? ». You startle and turn your head to look at Jin who looks at you with big annoyed eyes. You start to panic, not knowing what you could have done so wrong to make him so angry. You ask him what is he talking about, slowly getting closer to him, pressing the fabric of your shirt into your fingers. Jin sighs and shows your legs with his hand : « It’s too damn sexy for my little heart… ». Just as he gives you a wink, you finally get it and burst out laughing. You laugh even harder when Jin wraps his arms around your waist to make you fall on the bed. You press him against you, his head disappearing in your neck as he gives you tender kisses.

Hoseok

Originally posted by 94seokk

You hear him stifling a curse behind his hand and turn around to look at him as he enters the bedroom. Hoseok looks at you from head to toes, a mischievous smile on his lips. You laugh out loud, calling him an idiot as he gets closer to you. You wrap your arms around his neck and bite your lip as you see him staring without even trying to hide it. Hoseok lower his eyes to stare at your cleavage, his hands pressing the fabric of your shirt before gently stroking your ass, making you slightly open your mouth when your body presses against his. Hoseok looks up at you, his lips brushing against yours, and you can almost feel the tension building up in the room.

Yoongi

Originally posted by jeonbase

It took him a little more time than expected to join you in your room (thanks to that little tease of Jimin who wanted to make fun of Yoongi since it’s your first night together), but he’s finally here. When he sees you lying on his bed, his big cushion between your legs while you check your phone, Yoongi lets out a little chuckle as he gets closer to the bed. You smile as you watch him slips under the covers and you throw the cushion away to be able to wrap your arms around his neck. As Yoongi hugs you tight by passing his arm around your waist, you shower his face with kisses, lingering on his cute, delicious bouncy cheeks. « Are you always wearing this to sleep? ». You notice that his eyes doesn’t leave your cleavage, his fingers caressing the thin fabric of your shorts. You nod as you watch him makes a little pout. He whispers « That’s hot » with the most neutral face he’s capable of, which makes you laugh. Yoongi laughs as well and as you start kissing his cheeks again, he closes his eyes, enjoying (a little too much) the warmth of your body pressed against his.

Jimin

Originally posted by softfluffytae

As soon as his eyes lands on you, Jimin laughs. You turn around as he hides his mouth behind his hands. You pout and ask him : « Why are you laughing at me ?! ». Jimin doesn’t answer, too busy giggling like an idiot, but getting closer to you. When he’s in front of you, you start to slightly hit him, still pouting because of his stupid smile. Jimin grabs your wrists and pulls you against him, and as his arms wraps around your waist, he asks softly : « Are you doing this on purpose? ». You frown, not really understanding what he means but when he lowers his eyes to stare at your entire body, biting his lips (hard), you let out a soft « oh ». You don’t have time to say anything though, Jimin directly leaning to your neck to kiss it greedily, your fingers clenching on his arms.

Jungkook

Originally posted by darkfrinda

If you hadn’t the impression of being intensely observed, you could almost haven’t noticed that Jungkook had entered the bedroom. But you perfectly feel his look on you. When you put your phone on his desk and finally turns your eyes towards him, his eyes immediately goes up to yours and you have the confirmation that he was staring at your body. A naughty smile on your lips, you don’t say anything and climb on the bed to get under the blankets. « Come here… ». You beckon him to join you and Jungkook crawls on the bed to get to you, his body passing above your legs (he blushes when he gets closer to your thighs) to finally come to hide his burning face in your neck. He grows a long grunt of despair without you knowing why. If only you could read his mind, you could hear him whine : « How the fuck can I keep myself from tearing off her fucking stupid shirt and her fucking stupid shorts… Control yourself Jeongguk, Control yourself…»

Silk

Series: Mr. Holland

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: Swearing like always :)

Word Count: 1,700+

A/N: Hope you enjoy this update ;) I love you all so much and want to thank you for understanding my health situation rn.


[Reader’s POV]


   Taking his extended hand you grasp onto it as the two of you walk towards a hallway. He tells you where the bathroom is and tells you where his bedroom is. It’s two doors down from yours on the right. There was a library he had that you were curious to look at because reading soothed you, plus it gave you things to tell Jaelynn while she was in the hospital.


    Opening the white wooden french doors reveals a big room. This was the guest room? The room was absolutely gorgeous. It made your room


    Your eyes scanned the lavish room before walking in. It felt as if you didn’t deserve to be walking on the white marble flooring of the room. The walls were painted a maroon red which made the black bed stand out against the white flooring. Taking your heels off you put them down near the bed.

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Hyungwon; 

-he’d try his hardest not to show how badly you affected him but his hardening member instantly gave him away- 

*gently grips your hips, biting his lip as his eyes scan you up and down*
“Ahh, Jagi.. You don’t even know what you do to me..”
“You’re so fucking sexy..” 

Originally posted by taehnwnho

Shownu; 

-as soon as you straddled him, he just watched as you needily dry humped him- 

*bucks his hips up every so often to give you just a bit more friction*
“You always look so pretty on top of me babygirl.”

Originally posted by wonhontology

Minhyuk;

-his cheeks would turn bright red as his member immediately hardened at the feeling of you on top of him-

*bites his lower lip as a stifled groan escapes him*
“Go- God damn it…” 
“I need you so badly already, y/n.. so so badly.”

Originally posted by nottechae

Jooheon; 

-a sudden darkness clouds his eyes as you begin grinding yourself on his solid manhood- 

*his hands run over your body, pinching at your sensitive clothed nipples as he thrust up, meeting each of your movements*
“Why do you always want to tease me like this babygirl?”
“You just love getting me aggressive, huh?” 

Originally posted by jooheonbebe

I.M.; 

-groans immediately as he feels his member hardening each time you rock your hips- 

*gropes your breasts as your eyes lock with his*
“You feel what you do to Daddy right baby?” 
“Can you feel how fucking badly I need you?” 

Originally posted by shovnu

Kihyun; 

-allows you stay in control of your movements for a moment before stopping you all together-

*harshly grips your waist*
“My little slut wants to play? Okay then..” 
“I wanna see how many times you can cum like this..”
*runs his hands up your body, wrapping them around your neck*
“I want you begging for my cock..”

Originally posted by monxbebe

Wonho; 

-he’d waste no time at all, automatically switching the roles; being on top of you almost immediately- 

*hungrily licks his lips, staring down at your needy expression as he rubbed his manhood against your core*
“You always look so fucking sexy underneath me babygirl..” 
“Especially when I’m fucking you senseless, is that what you want baby? You want Daddy to fuck your brains out?”

Originally posted by the-xclan

BTS Reaction: You Being Dominant/Rough

A/N: hi we finally updated! our requests are flooded but we are still taking request so if you want something written, a fake text(we do groupchats) or a reaction don’ be afraid to send them in!

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Hello beautiful, not sure if you take this kinda of requests but if you do -if not just ignore please- can you do bts reactions to gf getting dominat/rough (hair pulling,bitting,getting on top etc)with them after a day long of teasing. Thank you

Jin:

sex with jin always depended on the mood. if he was angry or frustrated he would be really dominant and rough but jin would find it absolutely hot whenever you were dominant during sex. he would especially love it if you were riding him and started grinding on him, he would lick his lips and stick his tongue out in pleasure while he breathes heavily. 

Yoongi:

yoongi tended to be the rough one during sex so when you pushed him onto the couch it took him by surprise but he let you do whatever it was that you were going to do because he was curious, he would loosen his tie while you straddled him and started nipping at his jawline, moaning slightly in pleasure. his dominant tactics would show when he would grip your waist making you grind on him slowly while you started making out heavily with him.

Hoseok:

spontaneous sex was always great, especially with hoseok, which is why hoseok was caught off guard when you started kissing him roughly which led to a heavy makeout session. he would be laying in bed, and obviously you were on top, when you started kissing down his neck and leaving bite marks. hoseok would pull his shirt down, exposing his collarbone and giving you more access to do as you wish.

Namjoon: 

namjoon loves rough sex, especially when he is in control. at first, he would be on top of you, kissing you roughly but as soon as you felt courageous you would flip over, landing on top of him. you would start grinding on his crotch while giving him love bites all over his neck. he would let you have your five minutes of fun before giving you a smirk and flipping both of you over and taking control again.

Jimin:

jimin tended to take things slow during sex. he always made sure that you came first before he did which is why he never imagined you taking control. instead of him taking care of you, you were taking care of him. he’d be sitting on the couch when you would climb onto him, lightly palming him through his boxers. he would bite his tongue in pleasure at the sight of you lowering his boxers and grabbing his member, slowly pumping him.

Taehyung:

as per usual, taehyung was in control. he loved being able to make you squirm with just a touch and the way you reacted to everything he did was enough to make him come. taehyung would be pounding into you when you began gripping onto his biceps before letting your nails slide up and down his back. he would bite his lip at the sight of you being pleasure and at the feeling of your nails leaving prominent marks on his back.

Jungkook:

jungkook was always dominant and always wanted to try new things which is why he suggest you being on top for once. the idea of you being on top really turned him on because the sight of you throwing your head back in pleasure while you lowered yourself onto him was one to imagine. during sex he would actually get so turned on that he would flip you over and give sexy smile before he started pounding into you.

BTS X NO HANDS CHALLENGE

Namjoon

Namjoon stands in front of you with his hands in his pocket. He seems confident, his plumped lips stretched in a little smile. This challenge amuses him but he already knows how it’s gonna end. He looks at you and waits for you to be completely ready. Then, he leans towards your mouth and lightly brushes your lips with his. After a few pecks, Namjoon begins to play with your mouth, his delicious lips tasting yours. He literally takes you to another world just by kissing you and you try hard to keep your hands on your lower back. Namjoon is slow, his tongue sensually brushing your lips, asking for more access. You give it to him without even thinking how hard it’s gonna be for you to resist him. He’s just too good. He knows exactly how to move his tongue, his lips, he knows exactly how to breath with you, and he knows exactly what drives you crazy. It’s just a fucking game, why is your body so tense ? As Namjoon bites your tongue, you arch your back and struggle not to moan. You’d never thought it will be that hard to keep your hands still. The heat grows between your thighs with every licks of his tongue against yours. The way he looks down at you when you catch your breath just before kissing you again… The way he manages to act impatient and yet teases the fuck out of you… It’s too much. You can’t do it anymore and grabs his shirt, pulling him closer to you. Namjoon smiles against your mouth and immediately grabs your ass with one hand, his other hand on your neck. The kiss gets naughtier than ever and you’re literally craving his touch. Namjoon pushes you against his bed and stares at you while he undo his belt, a cocky smile on his mouth.

Taehyung

He’s excited about this challenge and can’t stop giggling. You stand in front of him and ask him to stop fooling around if he really wants you to do it. Taehyung puts his hands in the back of his head and smiles playfully. He’s ready to play. You put your hands behind your back and kiss him gently. Tae’s tongue quickly finds yours & it became hard to focus. You know your boyfriend is in his « Naughty mode » and it’s gonna be difficult for you to resist. But you can’t lose against him, no way. You bite his lips and pulls it while you stare at Taehyung. He hisses, his hands moving from his head to the air, opening and closing in vain. He begins to swing his body from one foot to the other but you follow his lead and get even more sensual. Tae sighs against your mouth but quickly changes his method : with a playful smile, he begins to leave wet kisses along your jawline, his mouth ending on the crook of your neck. You bite your lips, quietly cursing at him. Taehyung chuckles and kisses your neck before biting it. He sucks your sensitive skin and leaves his mark, then do it again, and again. It kills you every time and you don’t know how you’re still standing, your hands still on your back. However, Taehyung gets lost in it, forgetting the game as his hands slides on your waist to get you closer to his body. He’s licking your ear and biting your lobe, making you moan as you grind against him. Useless to say Tae couldn’t care less about his defeat.

Jin

Gosh, this movie sucks. It’s been only 24 minutes and you’re already bored. You look at Jin to see if he’s into it but it seems like he’s not enjoying it at all. You can’t help but laugh at his annoyed face. « What ? » He gently pushes your leg with his knee and you straighten up to face him. « Do you want to play a game ? » Jin raises his eyebrows and whine « Why so sudden ? What about the movie ? » You get closer to him as you reply « What ? Do you really want to see the rest of this stupid movie ? » Jin takes a look at the tv screen and pouts « Ani, this is pure garbage. What’s your game, honey ? » You explain the challenge to him and, as you expected, Jin starts to giggles. It takes you quite a long time to get him into it but when you give him a naughty glance, Jin finally calms down and smirks, waiting for you to kiss him. His hands behind his back, Jin kisses are slow, soft and sweet. But then, he decides to spice it up and starts to tease you. His plumped lips against yours, his hot sighs, his skilled tongue, his impatient way to show you he wants more… You forget everything and get totally turned on. You begin to slowly suck his tongue, moaning quietly without realizing it. Jin whine, his fingers clenching on his knees as he tries hard not to touch you. You press yourself against him, hands almost on his shoulders, growing the kiss hotter and hotter. Jin can’t take it anymore and grabs your waist, pulling you on his lap as your hands slide on his hair. « You lost » you giggle against his mouth before rolling your eyes behind your eyelids as Jin begins to fervently kiss your neck.

Hoseok

You’re watching Hobi stretching before his dance session. Leaned on the floor, head on your hands, you press your thighs together. You don’t know why, but you’ve been thinking about fucking him all damn day. Is it because of the way his forehead is showing today ? Or because of his tiny ripped black pants that show how tempting his thighs are ? Maybe it’s the way he’s staring at you when you’re not looking, his beautiful eyes undressing you without even hiding it… It doesn’t matter. You’re horny anyway. You smile and sing his name before your straighten up to get closer to him. Hoseok smirks, already knowing you got something naughty in mind. You ask him if he wants to play and Hobi nods his head toward the camera « You know I’m recording, right ? » You look at the camera and whisper as you get closer to his face « I don’t mind. » Hoseok chuckles and puts his hands on his pocket, looking confident as fuck. Yes, you know you’re gonna loose, but it’s gonna be fun at least. You put your hands behind your back and lean to kiss him gently. Hobi immediately takes control of the kiss and, his smirk still on his lips, begin to devours you slowly, his body getting closer and closer to yours. The warmth of his body against yours and the way he makes it swing with the music drives you crazy. Hoseok bites your lips and sucks on it before biting it again, then kisses you deeply, his tongue caressing yours and making you moan. It’s way too much for you to handle. You loose by jumping on his arms, your legs around his waist and your arms circling his neck. Hobi grabs your ass and whispers as you both stop kissing to catch your breath « We should turn the camera off… »

Yoongi

Yoongi stands in front of you, his resting bitch face on. You had to beg him to do this challenge so you don’t want to fuck it up by complaining. You get closer and, after putting your hands behind your back, you begin to kiss him softly. Yoongi lets you kiss him without really responding to it, but it’s kinda hot. This kid is a real punk. You smile and bite his lower lip, looking at him playfully. Yoongi snorts and gets a little closer to you, his lips brushing yours. Then, he leans his head on the side and deepen the kiss, his tongue sliding on your lower lip to ask for access. You press yourself against him, his hot breath against your mouth giving you shivers all over your body. As you get really into the kiss, you gasp when Yoongi pushes you against the mattress. He goes on top of you, grinding his crotch between your thighs as his hands firmly goes down from your neck to your core. His mouth against yours, he smirks « Oops… Too bad, I lost… »

Jimin

You’re on Jimin’s lap, kissing his cheeks while he giggles softly. « Do you want to play a game ? » Jimin smiles and asks you what game you wanna play. You explain it to him and smile when he nods, his eyes already darkening. He leans on his arms behind him and watches you put your hands behind your back. He bites his lips, waiting for you to make the first move. You lean towards him and kiss him teasingly, already eager to devour his plumped lips. You deepen the kiss, the sounds of your mouths and tongues filling the room. It turns you on so much… The sweet sound of his tongue stroking yours, the way his breath gets jerky when you suck his lower lip… Park Jimin is driving you crazy. As you bite his lip, you begin to grind on him without realizing it. You’re just too lost in the kiss, your fingers clenching on your wrists as the kiss grow sloppier. Jimin begins to moan and straighten up, struggling not to put his hands on you. As the kiss transforms into a hot make-out session, you’re getting desperate to touch him. The moment you’re about give up, Jimin looses by slipping his hands on your thighs to finally grip your ass, moving up to your waist. He’s so rough, his hands firmly grabbing you to pull you closer to his body. You moan against his mouth and let him touch you everywhere.

Jungkook

You’re alone in the dorm and it’s the last challenge of the night. You don’t know how it gradually went from innocent and funny challenges to the one you’re about to play, but you can’t loose, no matter what. This little fart won too many times tonight and it’s time to shut his pretty mouth for good. Jungkook stands in front of you, his hands resting on his sides. He still got his stupid smirk on his face and stares at you, wanting to annoy you a little more before the game starts. You get closer to him and put your hands behind your back, your eyes glued on his. Jungkook takes the final step towards you and kisses you. One peck, two pecks, and in a blink of a eye his tongue is driving you crazy. You stand on the tip of your feet and begin to kiss his ear. Jungkook hisses as your tongue works on his earlobe, one of his weak spot. You slightly bite it and moan against his ear, knowing exactly how much it turns him on. When you think you’re gonna win, Jungkook strikes back. He pushes you against the wall without touching you, making you gasp when your back hits the wall. Jungkook puts his hands on the wall, just above your shoulders, and starts to grind on you, kissing you feverishly. You moan against his mouth, his hard member against your core making you hornier than before. You clench your fingers on the wall behind you, struggling against your need to touch him, but Jungkook’s moans against your mouth are enough for you to give up. You grab his shoulders and let him lift you up to bring you to his bedroom.

Bon Soir [Lafayette x Reader] Part One

Description: You, an American patriot from a loyalist family, catch the eye of the Marquis De Lafayette one night at a tavern. After your first night with the enigmatic frenchman, you realize how turbulent life can really get in a time as turbulent as this. 

Warnings For This Chapter: Smut, alcohol, mild swearing, and mild Lams, where I could slip it in ;) 

Notes: So, there will be five parts to this story. It will, if we’re being honest here, be updated probably once or twice a week until it is finished. This story is a mix of Hamilton’s characters and actual historical stuff, and there will also be lots of appearances from the rev set in this fic, so brrrah, brrrah!! Enjoy. 

||Part Two||


It’s a beautiful night in the colony of New York, the moon full and the usual chill in the air slightly warmed. Besides it being a lovely night, it was also quite rowdy- but during these turbulent times, you couldn’t expect less from the Northern colonies.  

You pull your cloak tighter around your shoulders… it’s really not a night to be out for a lady, but you couldn’t care less. Your family still clings to the proverbial olive branch, one of the less popular voices of loyalist reconciliation. You’re a patriot, through and through, and any chance you have to escape your frankly shameful homestead under an anonymous family name at night to “cavort” with those who share your views on freedom, you take.

Slipping down a dark alley with the hood of your cloak pulled up, you find your way into the even rowdier Fraunces Tavern. Looking around, you smile. Men clinking their sloshing drinks together, shouts and jeers at the king tossed around liberally- this was the beginning of a revolution, and you’d be damned if you missed it.

“You lookin’ for a good time, honey?” some guy with a heavy Boston accent asks you from the table next to the door, and you turn to him.

“I’m looking for a drink, and whatever good time I can derive from that.” The guy still stares at you, waiting for a follow up, so you decide to win even more favour by voicing your views. “Fuck the king?”

The entire table bursts out in cheers and pounds their fists and mugs down repeatedly as you smirk and saunter past them. You get to the bar, and ask for a Sam Adams, before turning around and surveying. To answer the drunk man’s question, you aren’t actively seeking that sort of good time, really… but, nights like these were full of exceptions.

“Here you are, miss,” the friendly bartender nods to you, then pauses, “I’ve seen you in here a couple times now, and I don’t recall your name.” He looks genuinely confused. “Who’s your husband?”  

“I’ll let you know once I find one,” you wink, and cross the tavern to occupy a booth. Just as you’re lifting up your skirts to sit, the door crashes open, and in come four very loud young men.

“What time is it?!” one yells, and the other three yell back, “Showtime!” while cackling and slapping each other on the back.

You roll your eyes again, imagining all the fights they were sure to start tonight. The bartender seems to know them, and pours four ales for them as well. Snatching up his drink, the short one with the ponytail and goatee marches right up to the table in the middle, getting up on it and chugging half his mug.

“To the revolution!” he finally bursts out with, and almost trips off the table. The large one with the beanie catches him, shaking his head with a grin, and the second shortest one with curly hair and freckles joins the talker with a close arm around his shoulder.

“Now this is the place to be, amiright boys?!” freckles shouts, taking a long drink.

“Oui oui, mon ami,” another voice chuckles, and your interest is immediately peaked. A frenchman in the colonies? The excitement of these taverns is incomparable, and it is exciting to say the least to hear someone from so far away- you know a little of the language, or what you had learned as a girl.

You watch in quiet admiration as a tall, athletically built man with dark hair tied up in a bun and a close trimmed beard steps out, carrying two mugs of ale. He hands one to beanie man, and plops his own down on the table. “We must tell the king casse toi with our war effort!”

“We will, Laf,” beanie assures, “But first? Horses.”

“What?” freckles and goatee both say at the same time.

“Corsets,” beanie laughs, rubbing the back of his neck, “I meant corsets.”

“Hercules, you are an idiot,” Laf deadpans.

“I’m the most mature one here,” Hercules shoots back.

“Easy, when tes amis are Alexander Hamilton and John Laurens.”

Hercules lets out a booming laugh, and is soon joined by Laf’s own charming snicker. Alex and John are too enamoured with their own private conversation to notice much.

Your eyes train on Laf. If he was french, he must have a longer name than that… you’re determined to know it. He was undeniably a charmer- he was handsome, dashing as a prince, and very stylish. With the words he had uttered earlier, you found it safe to assume he’s as passionate about American independence as you are.

You make an excuse to walk by.

Heyyy there,” goatee (Alexander)? calls, swivelling his head to look at you.

Bingo.

Hercules lets out a low whistle as you turn to face them. “I don’t mean to be too forward, but madamn.”

"What the ever loving merde is that supposed to mean, Hercules?” Laf’s face scrunches up, and Herc just shrugs.

“Works on most of ‘em.”

“I’m Alexander Hamilton, bastard, orphan, son of a whore,” Alex jumps up, grasping your hands, and you can see the gears in his slightly drunk mind turning. “So I’d love to flirt for like, a really long time because you’re pretty and everything, but there’s a revolution to plot-”

“-And drink to!” John adds.

“-And drink to, as my beautiful lover Jackie just piped in and waaait, I’m probably not supposed to say shit like that in a tavern full of guys who will probably have me castrated for it, but hey, we die like men, right?”

“Yo, um, sorry 'bout him,” John blushes with a slight slur, coming over to guide Alex back to his seat. “He gets- *hic*- chatty when he’s tipsy.” You just laugh, letting them know it’s no big deal. John doesn’t seem very interested in you romantically or sexually, only greets with a good natured- albeit tipsy as well- smile. Hercules gets up to introduce himself.

“Hercules Mulligan. I’m Irish.” He drops his voice down to a whisper. “That’s kind of my thing.” Laf gets up to hip bump Hercules out of the way, take your hand, and press a kiss to it. You blush deeply.

“Bon soir, belle mademoiselle. I am Paul Yves Roch-”

Heeere we go,” Alex slurs.

“-Gilbert de Motier de Marquis de Lafayette,” Laf finishes with a glare to his friends, then turns back to you with a gaze that could only be described as… lust ridden?

“Plaisir,” you reply in french, and his eyes widen, his entire body straightening like an arrow in excitement.

“You speak my mother tongue, cherie?!”

“Only a little,” you confess with a timid giggle, “I’m not French, monsieur Lafayette, only acquired some words from my studies.”

“Gorgeous and intelligent,” he flirts, “A lady after my heart.”

“Handsome and bold,” you volley back, “A man after mine.”

“OHHHH SHIT!” John shouts, and Alex begins to laugh.

“GUESS WHO’S GETTING IT IN TONIGHT?!”

“Not you two,” Laf growls, and John and Alex tumble over each other watching you both. Hercules just rolls his eyes, and downs his drink.

“Care to drink with us?” Lafayette offers, outstretching his hand, and you happily accept. Hercules gets up to grab you another beer, and slides it over to you. John begins to chug his second, and you smirk, taking it as a challenge. Downing yours to the last drop, you’ve finally earned the respect of Hercules Mulligan as he bangs on the table and shakes his head.

“You are getting better and better as the night goes on,” Laf whispers, and you laugh.

“Is that the alcohol talking?”

“On the contrary, cherie, I am still on my first… though I may be thinking with something other than my mind,” he alludes, and you feel a shiver run through you.

He is very attractive.

“What brings you to the colonies?” you ask Lafayette conversationally, and he takes a sip of his ale.

“Revolution.”

“You’re here for congressional duties?” you feign ignorance, though you know how to identify a congressman- powdered wigs, brightly coloured jackets, and stuffy mannerisms. Nothing Laf possessed.

“Ah no, mademoiselle. War is imminent- that is the talk here and overseas. I will fight as one of you for your glorious country!”

“Ayyy, to our fighting frenchman!” Alex lifts his mug, and John raises his as well.

“Very brave,” you murmur, “I wish I could serve in the continental army.”

“You can still do your part at home,” Laf assures, taking your hands excitedly, “You can make gunpowder, you can sew uniforms, you can…” he suddenly hesitates, lowering his eyes, “Pray for and write letters to your husband.”

“Why does everyone in this tavern assume I have a husband?” you tease, and he looks back up.

“Forgive me. No one has, eh… courted you yet?”

“Courted me? Oh, quite a few. I have yet to accept,” you giggle, “I suppose I’m just as hard to please as the next young lady.”

“I, too, have very specific tastes,” he nods, and bites his lip, “Mais, it would be very nice to have a woman to boost my morale on the battlefield.”

“Wait… hey, what’s your name?” John laughs, “We didn’t even ask!”

“Oh,” you blush, eye contact with Lafayette broken, “Um…” You sigh. It shouldn’t be any trouble to give them your real name. “(y/n) (y/l/n).”

Everyone repeats your name, raises a glass, and drinks. Lafayette smirks at you a moment longer, then drinks as well.

As the night wears on, you start to become even closer with the group. Stories are passed around, drinking games are played, and talk that would’ve sounded like treason in many other colonies flowed freely from your mouth with the boys. As the night begins to dwindle with the candles burning down close by, hands begin to wander, skirts began to lift a few inches, and blood begins to rise.

“Raise one last glass to freedom,” John finally says, somewhat soberly, as everyone stands up, “Something they can never take away.”

“No matter what they tell you,” Herc adds, placing a hand over his heart.

“Raise a glass to the… five of us, here tonight,” Alex nods, looking to you, “Our cause is a great one.”

“King George will never stand a chance,” you finish, and everyone downs their last sip and sits back down. With that, Laf takes your hand, rubbing a thumb over your knuckle. You turn to him, and take note of how he’s staring at your lips. Danger and adrenaline course through your veins, imagining just what he could be picturing right now. Practically in his lap by now, you shift your hips a little, and he sucks in a sharp breath.

“It is getting late, ma cherie,” he murmurs, obviously holding back, and begins to stand.

“It is,” you nod, moving to brush your fingers along the hem of his blue coat, and grasp your fingers firmly in his lapel. His eyes dart to meet yours, dark and warning, and his fingers find yours as he lets out a wistful sigh.

“(y/n)… I am a gentleman, and you have had too much to drink.”

“I assure you,” you grin, turning the tables and ghosting a kiss over his knuckles, “I have not.”

He spends a long time staring at you, debating mentally. You can feel him hardening in his breeches under you, but despite his uncomfortable expression and beading sweat, he doesn’t make even the slightest nudge to meet your grinding movements.

“Are you quite certain?” he finally asks, interest beginning to spark again in his eyes as he realizes that maybe you do want him like this.

“All I want is to feel your lips on my neck,” you confirm with a whisper in his ear, and he slots his large hand around your wrist, standing you up. The three others don’t even question it as Laf leads you out the back door, and the once the heavy wooden door closes, you’re both free. He immediately presses the front of you right up against the brick, pulling your hair aside and grazing his teeth over the back of your neck.

“Then, if there are no reservations on either of our parts, I will give you everything you need,” he growls, and continues his attack on your neck, showering kisses up and down. You flip around so that you can face him, and he pins you back again, opening up the neck of your dress just a little more for better access.

Lafayette’s gaze is hungry. Your excitement is known to him as he reaches under your dress, unbuttons your underclothes and realizes you’re already wet for him.

“So eager,” he groans, “Such an eager little kitten, desperate for her papa, hm?”

“Oh,” you sigh, his words sending pulses down to your core. He pulls your underclothes off, but as his long fingers are about to breach you, he pauses.

“You… have been touched or taken before, yes?”

You bite your lip, look around, and nod shyly. If word of that got out around here, you’d be off the market, as it were…. not that you particularly desired to on the market, but that was a different matter entirely. His face blossoms into a grin, and he lifts your legs up to wrap around him.

“Hold onto me, cherie, do not let go,” he murmurs, and once your arms are secure around his neck as well, he uses one hand to unbutton his breeches. You can already see the outline of his large cock, and once he has everything undone, he pulls it out.

“Monsieur, you’re so big,” you whine, and he gazes at you, licking his lips.

“We can make it fit, ma cherie,” he whispers, “Spread your legs a little wider for me… that is it, kitten… like that.”

You keen under the pet name, and he positions himself at your entrance before finally pushing in, groaning together with you as you tighten around him.

“Oui, oui, yes…” he breathes, “That is good… so good for me…” He sucks his lip between his teeth, and after a few seconds, begins to move, nudging you back against the wall with each deep thrust. He’s very large, so he has no trouble hitting that spot that drives you crazy, but he makes it even better when his fingers find your clit; Laf has a different approach than most men do, though- the select few you’d been with (if they make the effort to find it at all) rub with harsh, rough pushes… Lafayette massages you in slow circles, making you moan for him.

Leaning forward, the intensity between you increases as your foreheads meet, lips drifting close to each other and parting, almost kissing but not for minutes at a time. The teasing was getting to him, and he finally surges forward, breathing in your breath. You give his bottom lip a feisty bite, and he smiles, drawing away.

“You are a true northern belle, mademoiselle (y/n),” he mumbles, panting, “You are not like other ladies.”

“Oh, on the contrary sir,” you reply, “I simply don’t bother with the false customs. I say, fuck tradition, and fuck anybody who wishes to advise me otherwise.”

“There is a revolution on because of Americans who share your general mindset, ma chou,” he grins, and kisses you again.

As you both begin to race toward your climax, his thrusts increase, and you’re soon being pounded into the wall, legs tight around his ass and cries being muffled in his blue coat.

“Please… ah, Laf….”

“(y/n), so perfect, j’aime votre parfum…”

As he whispers your name, you hear voices, and turn to see two men walking by the alley on the road, in hats and coats. They sound southern.

“What if th…th-” you gasp, and Laf strokes your cheek.

“They will not see us, it is too dark. Besides, why would anybody pay attention to a stray kitten, begging in an alley, like you?”

“Ah,” you throb again at his dark laugh, and he shrugs.

“Also, the alleyway behind a tavern is where all the drunkards stumble out to vomit. No respectable man or woman wants to see that.”

“What an arousing image,” you scowl, and lean in for another kiss.

“You are so beautiful,” he mumbles against your lips once you part, and licks a line up your neck to just below your ear; you’re losing yourself to the pleasure. “Do you think you can come for me, ma (y/n)?” Laf rasps in your ear, stroking over your clit fondly, and you nod with a little whine, crying out his name softly as he slams in particularly hard. Circling his hips to guide you through a long orgasm, he lets out a little gasp of his own after you’ve finished. As you shake and pant his name, he sets you down carefully before quickly pulling out and taking himself in hand, jerking frantically a couple times and coming like a shot against the brick wall. Your name falls from his lips a few times like a prayer, and soon, you’re both sated and exchanging lazy tongue kisses, tasting each other’s mouths in the night air.

It’s chillier than it was earlier. You should get home before your one of your sisters or father notices you’re gone.

“When do you leave to join the ranks?” you ask, staring into his eyes. He does up his buttons precisely, patiently and one at a time.

“Very soon, I assume, cherie.”

“How very childish of me, but… what you said, about having someone to look out for you…”

“Mmm?”

“Will you…” you look down, embarrassed, and take off a ring on your pinky finger. “Remember me over a couple beers with your friends?”

His eyes light up, and he presses a long kiss to your cheek.

“When I wake up and when I fall asleep, (y/n).”

You smile a little. “Thank you for your service.”

He kisses your hand one last time. “If it takes fighting a war and, eh…” he leans in to your ear, brushing your hair back, “getting better acquainted behind a tavern to meet, it will, most certainly, have been worth it, ma chou,” he smiles back.

You dance and sigh your way home, ignorant of every redcoat who gives you a second dirty look. With men like the Marquis de Lafayette and his friends leading the troops, those bastards’ll be back home where they belong in no time.

Shakespeare (Part VI)

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Harry X Reader (AU)

In which Harry is a poetic frat boy who just so happens to be the TA for your new English class.

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Author’s note: Hi!! I don’t wanna give anything away, but let me know if you sort of saw hints before this part? Any and all feedback is appreciated. I hope you enjoy!


Harry’s hair is a weird length.

You play with your lower lip as you watch him run a hand through the mess of curls. Locks twist around his ears and hang over the frame of his glasses, despite his constant push to get them out of his face. You don’t know why he won’t just get a trim.

“’S my aesthetic,” he told you when you asked. “Poets are supposed t'look messy, yeah?”

Green eyes find yours from across the room and you watch as Harry’s blank expression is replaced by a smirk. You have to bite into your lower lip to keep from grinning at him. Your eyes only peel away from his face when Dr. Glasser dismisses the class and everyone starts to leave the room. You close your notebook and begin to pack away your things.

“Y/N.”

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Fever (M)

Drabble game request: Taehyung + “I wish I could hate you” + Supernatural/Werewolf AU | for @lovelast95

Character / Genre: Taehyung x reader | Supernatural!au, Werewolf!au, Smut | 1,091 words

Warning: This is smut.


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I lost my sock

A/N: Well, I have a small Sam crisis and I’ll appreciate all the feedbacks on this one since it’s my first A/B/O. I hope I got everything correctly, I really look forward to write more in the future. :)

Words count: 1700 ish

Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader

Warnings: no plot, unprotected sex (use condoms IRL), A/B/O dynamics.

Originally posted by frozen-delight

“That’s not mine”

You stare at the long, grey sock like it is some kind of new discovery nobody has done before you. Honestly, you feel a little like a chicken who found a toothpick and you keep observing it as if it is going to move and run away from your fingers.

You breath in the faint smell that is still on the sock even after being cleaned. You tremble a little as the scent triggers something deep inside you. No doubt an alpha owns this. But why does it make your stomach burn this way?

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