You took great interest in reading novels and visualizing them in your mind however, one thing you were never able to visualize without cracking up was when people said, “It’s as if time slowed down.” How could one not crack up at that? It took a comical tint when you tried to visualize it in your head. However, now you weren’t so sure about that because you were feeling exactly like that. The moment your eyes landed on Jungkook and Seulgi, you could swear Kronos himself had come alive to make things worse for you because a heavy feeling settled on you, and everything suddenly seemed to be moving at a very slow pace.
You noticed every detail within a matter of a few long seconds. Their intertwined hands, the transition of Jungkook’s expression from shock to disbelief to anger, Seulgi’s widened eyes with a twinge of fear in them and the change in Yoongi’s body language, which suddenly seemed passive aggressive with his hands casually crossed across his chest but eyes, hardened and angry.
After what seemed like an eternity of jumbled, nonsensical thoughts appearing and disappearing out of your head, you took a deep breath and snapped out of your trance. You forced your shocked features to accommodate a poker face and turned around in your seat to face the bar.
You couldn’t even bear to look at them.
Yoongi noticed your noiseless but pronounced decision and strangely enough, he came back on your side and sat down as well. You looked at him with slightly questioning eyes but he just gave you a knowing look as if to say: I told you I’m on your side on this.
You gave him a small smile despite your resolve to not show any emotions under the scrutiny of the two unexpected visitors but only because you couldn’t help yourself. How funny was this situation? Your boyfriend and best friend, well-ex boyfriend and ex best friend, were not by your side but this unexpected friend, who you had never thought would be with you offering you support, possibly at the expense of his friendship, was doing just that.
You couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol or Yoongi’s unexpectedly supportive behavior this night but you were feeling warm on the inside despite all the tension surrounding you. At least there was one person, one friend, who was here, sitting by your side and listening to you. You didn’t have to get affected by their presence. It’s not like they hadn’t individually made it clear to you that they were perfectly happy with each other. You could enjoy this night without paying attention to them and you would.
Your resolve, however, slightly weakened as you noticed Jungkook had broken out of his stupor and was very evidently walking towards you and Yoongi, leaving Seulgi in her place. He looked confused and angry. Your eyes were unresponsive throughout his short journey till Yoongi’s stool but your heart began beating so fast you could feel your ears vibrating with its movement. Nonetheless, you maintained your calm exterior until Jungkook stopped right behind Yoongi.
“Hyung, what the hell are you doing here?”
Of course, he wasn’t even going to acknowledge you.
You looked at Yoongi, expecting him to respond to Jungkook’s question but were surprised to find him looking at you.
“____, you want to get out of here? I’ll take you home.”
Your mouth fell slightly open at his blatant disregard for Jungkook’s question and looked up to find him mirroring your expression. Maybe Yoongi hadn’t noticed Jungkook?
“Y-Yoongi…” You gestured behind him to tell him about Jungkook. He looked at you and then turned back in his stool. You looked carefully at the exchange between the two friends, the tension getting the better of you.
Only, it didn’t last long.
Yoongi looked at him for two seconds and again, turned back towards you.
There it was. He was doing this on purpose.
“I know.” Yoongi said to you. “However, what I want you to pay attention to right now is my question. Do you want to get out of here?” He looked at you intensely, waiting for your answer.
At that moment you realized, he was telling you to make a decision much more important than just leaving the café. You either stay there and talk it out with Jungkook or leave him behind.
You considered both the options. Stay here and talk it out with him? Tempting. After all, you had tried so hard to get him to meet you even once without any success and now that he was finally in front of you, you had the chance.
But why should you?
It shouldn’t be you who’s getting anxious. It shouldn’t be you who’s hanging by every word that comes out of his mouth. It shouldn’t be trying to prove something to him, to offer explanations when there is not an iota of truth in the accusations put upon you. It’s been a while too late for you to even consider this option.
Leave him behind? Also sounds tempting. After all there’s contempt in you. Anger, frustration and hate. Yes, hate. You hate Jungkook for not believing you. You hate him for not listening to you. You hate him for not even giving you one chance. You hate her too. You hate them both. But why should you be the one running away?
Without newfound determination, you looked at Yoongi who was patiently waiting for an answer. You glanced at Jungkook as well, who was looking at you suspiciously.
“I want to stay here. Of course, if you want to leave we can.”
Yoongi smiled at your response, gauging the hidden meaning behind your words. You were not going to back down or hide in fear. You were going face the situation if it came to that. Or so you told yourself.
“Okay, we’ll stay here.”
You could see Jungkook getting agitated from the corner of your eyes. His breaths were shorter now, and his free hand- the one was not in his pocket was fisting and unfisting repeatedly. Of course, he was confused. He wasn’t going to just back down because just because he was ignored a few times. He brought his hand up to Yoongi’s shoulder
“Hyung. What is happening here?”
Yoongi finally looked back at him. “Why are you here, Jungkook?”
“What do you mean why am I here?” Jungkook asked him with incredulous eyes. “Why are you here hyung?”
“I am having a drink with _____, as you can see. Why don’t you go enjoy your time with your girlfriend?” Yoongi gestured, not so subtly.
A number of emotions passed through Jungkook’s face but his anger didn’t budge. He looked at you finally and even though you should have been prepared, you were still surprised by the amount of hate his eyes held as they looked into yours. He looked at you as if you had once again let him down.
“Is this your way of taking revenge ____?” He spat out, his tone attracting a few stares from the people sitting around you. But you couldn’t care less about that. You were more focused on his words. You knew he was trying to rile you up.
“My way of taking revenge?” You scoffed. “C’mon Jeon, you know me better than that.”
“I don’t though, do I?” He shot back, his hand tracing his chin in derision. “I would’ve been prepared to see you shaking your pretty little ass for other men if I did.”
You felt a sharp jolt of pain hit your chest at his words. All sarcasm and humor left your brain as it tried hard to make you believe that the love of your life had openly shamed your character. You caught people staring in your direction, giving you unsavory looks but you tuned it out. All your focus was getting invested on keeping your goddamn tears in. You looked down at your lap and swallowed the huge lump in your throat.
“Jeon Jungkook, it’ll do you good to leave right now otherwise I swear to fucking god I’ll break your face.”
Yoongi’s voice rang out as he abandoned his drink and stood up to face Jungkook. Despite being slightly shorter, his aura was more intimidating and commanding. He didn’t flinch as he lightly pushed Jungkook in the stomach as a signal for him to back off.
Jungkook looked at his hyung, clearly taken aback by his words.
“Hyung,” He grit his teeth and stepped forward once again. “What do you think you’re doing right now?” His tone lowered considerably but you noticed that it was not out of respect but anger.
Yoongi was not one to be intimidated though. “I said, get the hell out of here punk, before I break your face.”
“Have you lost your mind, Hyung?” Jungkook exclaimed. “You will fight with me for…” He looked at you like you up and down, like you were something filthy, something untouchable. “Her?”
Yoongi’s eyes grew wide at the vulgarity of his expression and he growled, bringing his hand up to hit him. Before he could land a punch though, you stopped him by grabbing his arm. It wasn’t like you felt generous towards Jungkook, far from it really. But you had had enough. Your heart felt like it was placed on a bed of needles. What had you even done to deserve such contempt? The tears had long escaped the holds of your fragile will and were falling down your face rapidly. You heartbeat was skyrocketing, a little too unstable to be normal. You got up, you wanted to get out of here otherwise you would suffocate to death. However, the moment you got up from your seat your legs gave out. Yoongi rushed to grab you before you could fall down and held you in place.
“___! What’s happening? Talk to me!” His touch was light but through your blurry vision you saw the worry on his face.
You pressed on his arm to bring him closer to you and he complied, putting his ears near your mouth.
“I want to get out of here,” You panted. “I think I’m getting an anxiety attack.”
Jungkook’s heart fell when he saw your knees giving out. He reflexively reached out but Yoongi beat him to it. Had he gone too far? Were you drunk? He didn’t know. What could he do? He felt so very angry, so hateful. How could you sit here and enjoy your time? Did you not feel any guilt? Why did it have to be Yoongi? He had too many questions and no answers. Everything around him was hazy.
His jealousy flared the moment he saw you pulling Yoongi towards you and mumbling in his ears. Yoongi nodded and immediately put his hands around your waist pulling you up. You leaned on him for support, closing your eyes.
“Get out of the way, I need to take her home.”
Jungkook looked at Yoongi when he realized he was the one being addressed. Yoongi’s eyes were stormy; Jungkook could tell he was really angry with him. But why? Why was he angry with him? Jungkook grit his teeth. Why did it have to be him? Why couldn’t he see that you were the one who betrayed him? He was the victim here. He looked at you as your shallow breaths brushed away the few hairs falling on your face. Your face shined with sweat and tears and your lips were dry. He narrowed his eyes. Were you sick?
He again reflexively reached out to touch your face but you opened your eyes just in time. There was an unreadable emotion in your eyes but it was one that sent shivers down his spine. His hand froze mid-air.
“Don’t fucking touch me Jeon Jungkook. I don’t want you anywhere near me.”
Jungkook’s heart hammered in his chest at your words. A feeling of guilt settled over him as he looked in your eyes. You were the one in the wrong and yet your eyes were fixed. You stare was unflinching.
Your stare was unapologetically true.
His eyes widened. He could sense the seed of doubt growing in his mind but he quickly dismissed it. He couldn’t be wrong, he knew he couldn’t be…but what if he was? What would he do then?
He was forced out of his thoughts as Yoongi’s hands roughly pushed him out of the way. He staggered back but collected himself before he bumped into something. When he looked up again, Yoongi was already half way to the doors with you in his arms and you…you were sleeping?
No. No goddammit. You were unconscious.
“Shit.” Jungkook muttered under his breath and ran forward, concern taking over his senses. Yoongi was almost near the door when Jungkook rushed and stopped him.
“Hyung! What happened? Is she okay?” He asked, a little out of breath.
“Knock it off, kid. We can discuss this later. She needs to get out of here and she doesn’t want you there.” Yoongi told him sternly, once again turning away to step out. Once gain, Jungkook stopped him.
“Please, Hyung! At least tell me what’s happening to her! Is-“
Yoongi’s voice was steel cold when he interrupted Jungkook.
“You’re a fucking piece of shit, you know that? A brat. Do you think you can just step in anytime and do any thing you fucking want to? You practically called her a whore in front of everyone and you think you get to show concern 5 minutes past? If the situation was any different, I would have beaten the shit out of you. Get it together, you fucking bastard.”
Silence settled around Jungkook after Yoongi finished. There was nothing he could say. Despite the noise, all he could register was the stillness around him as he looked at you lying in Yoongi’s arms and Yoongi holding you protectively.
“Oh and Jungkook?” Yoongi’s voice rang in his ears and he caught his hyung’s eyes once again.
“Your girlfriend is waiting for you. Have fun.”
With that, he opened the door and rushed out, leaving Jungkook standing there immobile behind the doors, unable to decipher his own thoughts and feelings.
jin: jin’s fingers slowly traced the inside of your thigh as they slowly traveled up the soft skin. a shiver went down your spine as you realized what was happening.”jin,” you said breathily, trying to close your legs. he merely tsked and pried your legs apart with his strong hands. “i know you want it baby,” he whispered in your ear, “you love having my fingers inside you.” your head was thrown back as he reached his destination, slowly pushing a finger inside you.
yoongi: yoongi was rough, pushing your legs apart and growling, “mine.” the word made a shiver travel down your spine as you shook under yoongi’s intense gaze. his finger trailed over your slit as you gasped impatiently, “yoongiiii.” a chuckle rumbled through his throat and he suddenly slid two fingers inside you, roughly pumping them. “that’s right baby,” he growled again, “say my name.” broken syllables from yoongi’s name fell from your lips as he continued his ministrations.
hoseok: hoseok couldn’t help the smirk that pulled at his lips as you writhed underneath his touch. three fingers pumped steadily into you as you couldn’t control the loud moans falling from your lips. “f-faster,” you begged as your hands gripped the soft sheets underneath you. hoseok happily obliged and pressed his thumb against your clit, making your back arch. “that’s it,” he praised, “good girl.” his fingers continued to take you over the edge.
namjoon: namjoon’s fingers slowly edged under the hem of your dress as you were focused on the speaker up on the stage. your eyes widened as namjoon’s fingers got dangerously close to the hem of your underwear. you gasped and swatted at his hand. namjoon merely smirked before lifting the edge of your underwear and trailing his finger across your slit. “j-joonie,” you pleaded, “we’re in public.” he chuckled “exactly,” before slipping a finger inside you.
jimin: jimin had one hand pressing against your abdomen to hold you down while the other was pumping in and out of you. “so good for me baby,” he praised as you keened under him, “so wet.” the force of his movements increased as pleasure continued to pool in your stomach. “j-jiminie,” you pleaded as you pressed down on his fingers. “be patient, baby,” jimin’s fingers curled inside of you, reaching a place that made you see stars.
taehyung: taehyung was ruthless, pressing fingers deep inside you and placing kitten licks on your clit. “you like that, babe?” his voice was deep with lust, “like the feeling of my fingers inside you, huh?” a whine left your mouth at his words and your head trashed against the pillow beneath you. taehyung’s fingers moved faster and faster as the pleasure inside you was reaching it’s breaking point. “cum for me, princess,” he said before sucking on your clit, causing you to cum immediately.
jungkook: jungkook slowly traced his hand up your thigh and under the hem of your skirt, pushing against your slit, making you gasp. “are you alright, y/n?” jimin asked from across the table. you frantically nodded as you tried to close your legs. jungkook growled low enough for only you to hear while whispering in your ear, “you better open your legs right now princess,” a finger moved your underwear to the side and you could barely hold in a moan as a finger slipped inside you.
You woke up to the sound of your ringtone blaring into your ear. You huffed, screwing your eyes shut and hoping it would stop; it didn’t. Reaching out, you grabbed your phone and squinted at the bright screen, your eyes needing time to adjust.
You sighed through your nostrils, closing your eyes and ignoring the impending headache that you could already feel starting in your temples. You debated not answering, and the call ended. You nearly let a smile form on your lips, but your phone began to vibrate in your hand again, Jimin’s name popping up once again as the sound of your ringtone kept you from sleeping.
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader Rating: Explicit - 18+ only Summary: Reader, being reckless gets hurt
on a mission. Days later, when she gives her final report to her boyfriend
Steve, it provokes an argument between them. Word Count: 3.5k Genre: general fiction containing
explicit sexual content. Warnings: argument, mild swearing, mentions
of death. NSFW/SMUT: makeup sex, praise kink, soft dirty talking, nipple
play, oral sex (female receiving), slow fingering, overstimulation, multiple
orgasms, and semi-protected sex. - This fic assumes Reader is on the pill.
[Cover your stone before you bone!] Author’s Note: especially written for @always-an-evans-addict‘s writing challenge. I hope you like this one, sweetie.
New Avengers Facility
“Steve, you read my report and
Wanda told you what happened. That’s it. Can’t we just move on?”
“That’s it? That’s it?!”
Behind the closed door of your
boyfriend’s office, you uncomfortably explained yourself, keeping in mind that
people around you could probably sense the walls vibrating under the force of
You’d never thought that blowing out
the last Hydra base found in Argentina
would provoke such a drama within the team, or between you and the super
soldier. Usually, you and Steve argued about the group’s mistake, not yours.
When the incident happened in South America,
you realized that if Wanda hadn’t been there, you probably wouldn’t be alive
IT’S FINALLY HERE!! my long-awaited full cover of “spring day” by bts is finally complete. i had so much fun figuring out and coming up with new melodies to replace the rapping sections, and i’m really proud of how the final version turned out. i hope you guys enjoy it, too!
**disclaimer (same as last time, lol): i was not aiming to be exactly like the original. instead, i decided to put my own twist on it and gave it a softer vibe (at least, that’s kinda what i was going for, haha). i figured this all out on my own, so any similarities to other covers are purely coincidental.
BTS reaction to you making out and you grinding on their lap
Anon said: Hi! If is not too much to ask. can you make a Bts reaction to two of you making out and you start to grind on their lap
Jungkook: Smiles under the kiss, let’s out a quiet moan and sliding his hands down on your hips. You could feel how needy he was right now, so you began to rock your hips even more. His own hips soon began to work in a rhythm with yours, his head falling back against the couch as groans erupted.
Jimin: Pulls away, his hands on your ass making you grind more, throwing his head back while you kiss his neck. Moans and groans escape his mouth, same as you. Jimin would push you off, his hips between your legs, as he leaves hickeys all over your neck, his hips would slowly start grinding agaist you, making you moan out his name which would turn his on even more. *gif*
Taehyung: Grabs your face, kissing your more passionate. His tongue explores your mouth. Gasping for air you throw your head as Taehyung presses his lips, attacking your neck. His hands travelling under your shirt. And then you know it’s going down.
J-Hope: He closes his eyes “Y/N…” he breathed out, his hands coming down to cup your ass, grinding his own hips up against yours. Soon the room was filled with sound of your moans, making everything hotter. He would start to kiss your neck, biting and sucking on the sensitive skin.
Rap Monster: “Fuck Y/N…” says under his breath as you grind. He smirks and holding your hips tightly, his breath hitched. He looks at you straight in the eyes “Baby if you don’t stop…” “I don’t want to” you smiled
Suga: He would play along, give you more deepened and passionate kisses. Letting a groan “Y/N…” he said quietly yet softly, coming to your ear “I want you now” he whispers, kissing your neck. Soon after you are off him, he grabs your hand and leads you to the bedroom
Jin: He would enjoy hearing your moans, watch you grinding how much needy you are. “Baby, if you want me tell me.” he stares at your eyes and smirks
JUNGKOOK FLIRTING WITH HIS DATE : FANFICTIONS VS REALITY
"bby girl , I know you're dripping wet for me *Pins you against the wall* I saw the way you were looking at me *smirk* I want you to be mine. I don't want any other bastards looking at you *kisses your ears* "
"I..uhm...I think your outfit makes you look really pretty *blushes* I-I love playing overwatch and the scent of fabric softener *mentally curses* I love you too *chokes on drink* I MEAN AS A FRIEND OF COURSE AS A FRIEND !! "
~ You and Harry are college buddies who live together and one time he comes home drunk, and very horny ~
Warning: smut, just that.
You were awaken by the crashing sound coming from the front door. You just knew right away that it was your flat mate since it wasn’t the first time he came home after midnight. He was definitely drunk because no sober person would curse a chair after knocking it over.
You sat up in bed and pulled up the cover to hide your revealing lace nightgown as Harry stumbled into your bedroom because you always went to bed leaving the door open. He would always go straight to his bed whenever he came home late, which was all the time, but this time you didn’t know why he went to your room instead. You just thought he was probably so drunk that he forgot where his room was.
“Had fun I see,” you said to him. His eyes were weary and his skin flushed. You could smell the entire party on him.
“Yeh should’ve come.”
“I hate most people there.”
His large feet got in his way and he almost lost his balance, holding to the door knob to keep himself standing before he leaned against the doorframe for support.
“Did I wake yeh?” he asked with a crooked smile, closing his eyes because the room was starting to spin.
“No, I just happened to stay up until 2 AM waiting for your drunk ass to burst into my room,” you said and he seemed amused by you being sarcastic.
“I think…I think I drank too much—fuck,” he shook his head, which fell on his shoulder, heavy from the liquor.
“Stop mockin’ me,” his words tangled together on his tongue as he stumbled forward then crashed down right in front of you on your bed. You needed sleep because you had classes the next morning so there was no way you would let him fall asleep there. You grabbed his shoulders to pull him up but he let his full weight fall on you, knocking you flat down on your back with him lying on top. You told him to get off but he was too drunk to move, instead he was nuzzling into your neck.
You had admitted to yourself a long time ago that you had a crush on Harry. Why wouldn’t you? He was a handsome young man with a good heart. But you never let him know about your little crush because you thought he wasn’t attracted to you. As Harry was snuggling into your arms, you could have just pushed him off and kicked him out of your room but you couldn’t do it because you enjoyed the feeling.
“I missed yeh, pet,” he almost sounded like a child and it was too adorable. Drunk Harry could be cute and yet so sexy.
“Um…How was the party?” you asked, changing the subject as you felt your body temperature increase and your face turning red.
“S'fine. Kayla was all over me though.”
“Was she?” Kayla was just one of Harry’s friends who was obsessed with him.
“But I said “no, no, I have to go back to Y/N”. Yeah. And-and I asked Jack to drive me home ‘cause I missed yeh.”
You were taken aback and nervous at the same time, wondering to yourself if he knew what he was talking about or he was just speaking nonsense out of drunkenness.
“You’re so warm,” his hips swiveled against yours and you could feel his content smile against your neck. You held your breath and pushed his hips back.
“Let’s get you back to your room.”
Harry let you sit him up, sleep was in his eyes and he looked like a drunk little boy, which amused you. He smiled at you and thanked you for what reason you weren’t sure. You giggled and attempted to get yourself off the bed but he was quick to wrap his arms around your waist and shifted you into his lap, burying his head in your neck and pressing his lips to your jawline. Your whole body immediately reacted to him even though you were shocked by his action. You knew you shouldn’t have but you wanted more.
“Harry, what-” you tried to stop him but his wide palms slid up your back, holding you in place as his lazy kisses fell down your collarbone to just above your breasts. You felt his warm touch burning your skin over the thin fabric of your gown and didn’t try to protest when he cupped one of your breasts with his large hand. Your eyes went shut and you didn’t even know how he managed to get your dress off you, leaving you in just your panties half naked in front of his lustful eyes. His tongue found your nipple, flicking it and circling it slowly. You held onto the back of his head and let a light moan peel up your throat, automatically moving your hips, rubbing yourself against the cool metal of his belt buckle.
“Harry…we shouldn’t…” You didn’t know why you even tried to stop him when your whole body was participating in the action, but you still felt like you should have said something because he was drunk and you were sober.
“I want to fuck yeh,” he asked with your nipple still between his lips and the sight of it along with those words were enough to make you lose your mind.
“You need to sleep.”
“But you’re drunk.”
“I still know wha' I want,” His voice was rough against your ear and you rolled your eyes closed as he pressed a kiss to the spot below your jaw then across your cheek then you just completely gave in and let him kiss you. His tongue pushed against yours, letting you taste the liquor. You immediately moaned against his hot mouth because you could feel how hungry he was for you. Harry raised his arms up into the air and let you peel his shirt off and it didn’t take more than a few seconds for your panties to get ripped off.
You laid back down again with Harry between your opened legs, pushing his cock against your heat through his black trousers. You two kissed like a horny couple in love. He kept grinding his hips into yours and it was sending electricity through your core, making you a moaning mess beneath him. Harry pushed his hand between your bodies and drove two fingers into you suddenly. You gripped his arm as he pumped his long fingers hard and fast while sucking on your bottom lip. Harry pushed his fingers deeper, curling them against your walls, at the same time working on your clit as well. You sucked in a breath and clenched around his digits.
“Fuck, Harry—” His hand felt so good it was making you see stars. You rolled your hips quickly, his fingers still tucked inside you as you held his wrist. Riding his fingers like they were his cock as he watched with lustful eyes, his lip tucked between his teeth. You pulled his hand free and looked at him, his face was pure sex and desire and arousal so you just had to crash your mouth against his again. You unbuckled his belt and pulled open his button fly with a tug, sliding your hand between his boxers and jeans to rub him, get him fully hard and ready for you. You had turned into a completely different person and he really enjoyed how you were taking the initiative.
“Fuck, baby. Let me fuck yeh.” Your entire body was on fire, strongly reacting to the sound of those words on his lips. You gripped his ass as he wasted no time driving into you. You tossed your head back on the bed and the two of you both groaned. He sucked the skin of your throat before planting his hand on the bed and gripping my hip with his other. He was going hard and fast, destroying your entire body with his thrusts. You soon forgot that he was drunk and just paid attention to how good he was making you feel.
You lifted your leg up his hip and he moved his arm to hook it under you knee and throw your leg over his shoulder. His face was red from pleasure and he slightly opened his mouth, his breath caught in his throat and you were so turned on watching him fuck you. You pushed his hair off his face and held his cheeks in your hands.
“Fuck, yeh feel good,” he managed to speak as you told him to fuck you harder if it was possible. You were digging your nails into his flesh, listening to the sound of your skin slapping and dirty moans filling the room. Both of you were loud and out of control as his cock slammed into you deep and hard.
“Fuuuuck, Harry. Oh God. Oh shit.“
"Shit. Yeh gonna cum fo’ me, baby? C'mon.” His words breathed against your mouth and you felt like you were about to explode. You could hardly handle the tone of his voice when he was fucking you even deeper and it didn’t take you much longer to release. Your body started contracting and tensing. You screamed out his name, letting it pour passed your lips over and over again until you felt the warmth of him spilled deep inside you. Thankfully you were on the pills. You clung to his back as he panted against your neck, your core still wrapped around him, pulsing and contracting. He groaned and rolled to his back, pulling you on top of him while you petted his face.
“Are yeh okay?” he asked and you nodded your head yes.
“Yeah, are you?”
“Yep.” Harry kept his eyes close, still trying to breath steady again. The fucking session might have sobered him up, you thought.
“I’ve wanted to fuck you fo’ so long,” he said after a moment, making you giggle and hide your face in his chest.
“Are you serious?”
“Yeah, it’s so hard when we’re livin’ together.”
You bit your bottom lip and felt heat rushing up to your cheeks.
“I have a crush on you,” you confessed. You had thought of a few scenarios in which you finally told him how you felt but this was definitely not one of them. Harry seemed quite indifferent toward what you had just said to him though which made you think he might not feel the same.
“I knew tha’. I mean…yeh made it quite obvious, the way you’ve always looked at me.”
Your eyes widened as you gasped and smacked his chest slightly. “And you didn’t say anything?”
“I thought it was cute tha’ yeh tried to hide it. But if it makes yeh feel better…” He locked eyes with you and a playful dimpled smile appeared on his pretty face. “…I have a crush on yeh too.”
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“I still cannot get baseball jungkook damn that was amazingly HOT ! God damn ! Baseball jungkook X Cheerleader Reader ?! <3 Smutttttttttt~~~~~ with a fluff ? XD - ok im still imagining baseball player jungkook *heart eyes*”
Yeah as shitty as the title is, I can’t think of anything else. BUT YES HERE YOU GO BEAUTIFUL ANON. BASEBALL PLAYER ROOKIE JUNGKOOKIE. 2,036 Words
Pairing: Baseball player! Jeon Jungkook x Cheerleader! Reader
“And Jeon Jungkook is getting ready to take the next ball. One more home run, and this came is over. All the plates are empty – will he be able to make it?”
The entire arena cheered his name along with the cheerleading squad which belonged to the team containing the star baseball players of Korea, BTS. Not only were their visuals amazing, but they were all-stars, especially the main batsmen, Jeon Jungkook.
“Takada Naoki is getting ready to bowl, and–” There was a thunderous ‘bang’ which irrupted from the bat of the brunet. “Amazing hit!!”
The crowd went wild as the player immediately dashed off the home plate. You cheered from your stage along with your group of girls – maybe you weren’t the main cheerleader, but you tried your best, kicking and waving your white and blue pom-poms from your position on the side.
The entire stadium chanted as he made it to third base, the Japanese team finally getting the ball, ready to pass it to the keeper. All the cheering stopped for a moment as soon as the ball was in the air, breaths being held in anticipation. The male soon slipped into home base as the ball was caught, the referee bringing the whistle to his lips.
Bts reaction to you riding them for a first time | Maknae-Line
Hey guys Admin Sunshine is here! To be honest I don’t like writing different reactions for each members, it really challanges me so much that’s why it takes so long to write a damn reaction. I guess i’ll focus on fanfictions and I already have 8 different fanfiction in my mind I hope y’all can support me, please enjoy this reaction and I’m sorry for the delay. I love y’all. xoxo <3
prompt: “grab her ass in front of guys that want her, and grab her ass in front of girls that want you.”
a/n: i’m a sucker for over-protective theo.
Dating wasn’t easy, Dating Theo Raeken was a full on suicide mission. But no matter how hard it seemed, It would always be worth it; For the both of you.
You and Theo started dating a couple months after he came to Beacon Hills, Even though you were a beta in Scotts pack and surprisingly even after all the terrible things he did to your pack you saw the man in the monster, You accepted him and his flaws; And that’s exactly what made Theo fall oh-so deep in love with you. But when you started dating, Even though Theo is a big fan of PDA and not to mention one hell of a jealous wolfie, You two kept your relationship low-key.
This may have caused a couple of problems, Considering your boyfriend basically has a group of fangirls constantly by his side you may have been caught jealous a few times. But I mean, Who could blame them? Your boyfriend has one hell of a body; But then again, It’s your boyfriend.
And let’s be honest here, Theo was basically always jealous and not to mention over protective over you when it comes to other guys. Any time he saw a guy coming up to you, And especially if he was flirting with you, He would always walk up next to you and pull you into a passionate kiss showing everyone who you belong too.
Warning: Smut (bad horribly written smut but smut the nevertheless), language, and just toys?
This is my first time writing smut so bare with me. But with the celebration of Bucky Barnes 100th birthday, I am participating in @bucky-plums-barnes 100 banging kinks! I hope you enjoy.
You moaned lowly as Bucky took his fingers from your wet folds and brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean. “Fuck baby, you taste so good,” he cursed and you whined, arching your back in pleasure.
Bucky was sitting against the headboard, you between his legs with your back flush against his chest. He gripped your thighs and spread your legs wider, draping them over his before bending his knees so you were really on full display.
“Bucky~” You whimpered and felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled close to your ear.
“Eager are we kitten?” He asked and you tilted your head back against his chest as a blush formed on your cheeks. But your eyes never left the contraption in front of you.
A few days ago, you and Bucky made the horrible decision to get drunk and one thing led to another and that night, one of your kinks were revealed. Since then, Bucky had made it his mission to fulfill that kink.
“I want you to watch yourself,” he murmured in your ear and your eyes drifted up to where he had moved your mirror so it showed you and him everything that was about to happen. His icy blue eyes bored into yours through the mirror and it was in that moment you saw the remote in his hands.
His thumb clicked the button on the remote and your back arched again as you gasped. The fuck machine came to life under Bucky’s control and did exactly what it was supposed to.
Bucky’s arm wrapped around your stomach to keep you still as his other hand came to your breast, groping and massaging the mound as the dildo thrusted in and out of you in the first speed.
“Bucky!” You groaned and instinctively rolled your hips to meet each thrust, your eyes closing as it continued to slid deep within you. Bucky then clicked the remote again and the machine sped up its movements causing you to cry out snapping your eyes open to look at Bucky through the mirror.
“I said to watch yourself,” he growled lowly and you felt his erection against your back.
The view he had of you was intoxicating. His eyes couldn’t keep away from the dildo that pushed between you wet folds over and over again causing you to cry out and squirm in his grasp. A thin layer of sweat was stuck on your body and your legs kept tightening against his in attempts to close while your hips simultaneously moved meeting the fuck machine so it would slid in deeper.
“Bucky,” you groaned and his eyes looked towards the mirror where you were already looking at him. “Bucky, I’m close-” you whimpered and moaned your hands finding their way to his hair, pulling it as you closed your eyes again, the familiar heat forming within you.
Bucky smirked and slid his hand down to your clit, rubbing the bundle of nerves in figure eights as his other hand clicked the remote one more time making the machine go the fastest it could go. You cried out in ecstasy and your hand gripped his wrist to ground yourself as you felt your legs begin to shake.
You then felt his other hand wrap its way around your throat, squeezing just right as his breath fanned over your neck. “Cum,” he demanded and it was all you needed as the tension that built in your body snapped and your body shook as you felt what was maybe your strongest orgasm wash over you.
When you finally came down from your blissful state you realized the machine had came to a slow stop and Bucky was stroking your hair as he kissed your shoulder gently. “We are definitely doing that again.” He murmured and you nodded your head lazily, your legs still slightly shaking in post-orgasmic shock.
Cute date idea: You holding me against your body while you moan and whimper. One hand is slowly jerking you off while the other plays with your hair and playfully touches places I know that are sensitive and makes your breath hitch. I kiss and suck at your neck occasionally and whisper right in your ear the things I want to do to you, how much I love making you feel good, how cute you look like this, how much I love you, etc.
You are the one I want in my bed with me at 2 am even though cuddling isn’t my favorite. You are the one I think of when I stare at the ocean or when I see posts about making out with someone. You’re the one I want to adventure with, watch the sunsets with, watch the stars and talk about space with, push against the wall. Even though I refrain from doing so, you’re the one I want to tell about my day. Even more so it is your day I want to hear about even if you think it’s boring, I want to beg you to tell me the thoughts going through your head, good and bad. I know for all the happiness you emulate there is sadness in there too. I want to know about your family dynamic and your favorite time of year and your favorite place to go when you’ve had a long day. I want to be the person you can call crying at 4 am because life doesn’t make sense, or at 2 am cause you just got home and youre high as hell. I want to be the one you want to hug, hold hands with, hear the voice of. I want to be the person you turn to when your day is extremely good or just as bad. I want to be the one you drunkingly call at 2:45 am on your way home because you know I want to know you’re safe, and you want to hear my voice even them. I want to be the one you think about not just when you’re bored but when you’re busy with life. I want your little heart to be so obsessed with me. But that’s just it, pity party aside, the reality of the situation is life has led me to believe that anyone worth my time would never want this; would never want me enough to want all of this with me. I do not require constant reassurance, but sometimes I need your voice in my ear telling me you want me just as bad as I want you because the scars from everyone I’ve ever loved are telling me you don’t.
BTS Reactions To You Accidentally Giving Them A Boner
You weren’t very fond of people waking you up. Seokjin unfortunately learned this the hard way when he had done it accidentally only to have to face your wrath. However, he had learned with time and progression through your relationship, that there was a way to get you to wake up happy.
He had begun his work in the kitchen when the smell of delicious food sprung you to consciousness. You were practically drooling as you made your way to the kitchen in nothing but Seokjin’s shirt and a flimsy pair of underwear.
“Good morning Jagi,” he cooed as he heard your approaching steps.
“What are you making?” You asked excitedly as you spotted him.
He looked back and was just about to answer when he finally turned to look at you. He could feel himself growing hard as his gaze was suddenly drawn to your exposed legs. The sight of you in just his shirt was irresistible but Seokjin being the gentleman he was, waited until after you ate before making a move.
You had just begun to wash the dishes when he suddenly reached over you to shut the tap off. He pressed his body behind yours and held you close to him as he whispered into your ear, “I want dessert Jagiya.”
“O-oh yeah? What did you want to eat?” You stuttered as you became aware of his growing bulge pressed against your ass.
“You,” he breathed before he turned you around and rid you of his shirt. His hands quickly coming into contact with your exposed skin.
In Yoongi’s eyes you were always attractive. However, it was moments like these; when he saw your eyes burning with passion, that he found you to be absolutely breathtaking.
Your hands typed furiously against the keyboard, in a rush to get all your ideas for your next article down. You scrunched your eyebrows together and unconsciously bit your lip in concentration, absolutely driving Yoongi insane.
He didn’t realize how big of turn on this side was of you until he felt a stir in his pants. Fuck.
“Are you almost done?” He asked from where he was lying on the bed, his voice a bit hoarse.
“Mhm,” was your only answer as you continued to type away.
Yoongi bit the inside of his cheek, willing his body to calm down. Now was not the time…but he couldn’t help himself. Before he knew it he found his way behind your chair.
Your eyes shot wide open the second you felt his lips against your neck.
“Yoon-yoongi what are you doing?” You asked a bit breathlessly, as he had instantly gone for the spot you were the most sensitive.
“Can’t you take a break baby?” He whispered hotly against your ear.
“Like this?” You asked Hoseok hesitantly.
You were beyond nervous. Hoseok was naturally good at dancing, but you on the other hand, could hardly walk without tripping. Which is why you hadn’t understood why Hoseok had asked you to help him practice the dance duet he had been working hard on choreographing.
“Your body seems a bit stiff Jagiya,” he pointed out and you felt yourself deflate just a little.
“I’m sorry Hoseok. I don’t think I’m the best person to help you with this,” you sighed a tad bit defeated.
“Of course you are Jagiya! Don’t give up,” he encouraged with a bright smile, “just relax.”
You were curious as to what he was up to as he walked closer towards you and grabbed you by the waist.
“Okay let’s practice another part,” he suggested, “let my body lead yours ok?”
Within seconds he had your bodies blended against one another and he had yours moving to the speed of his. Just as he turned your body, so you’d be facing him, he felt himself stir.
He usually was pretty good at controlling himself but the sight of your sweaty body against his in the mirrors reflection, must’ve played quite a number on him. He couldn’t help it as he leaned closer towards you and drew you into a passionate kiss, completely stealing your breath away.
You were breathless as you pulled away and looked up at him a bit amused by the sudden attack of his lips, “uh-is that apart of the choreo?”
“Just between you and I,” was all he said before he leaned in to kiss you again, a bit more rougher and messier this time.
Namjoon bit on his bottom lip as he stared at you intently from where he was seated. He couldn’t believe how easily you had managed to excite him. You hadn’t even intentionally done it. You had come over with the intention of watching a movie with him when you suddenly helped yourself to a banana.
At the sight of your lips encircling the banana, any thoughts in Namjoon’s mind of a fluffy movie night was thrown out the window.
“Namjoon?” You tilted your head in curiosity as you caught on to his intense stare.
Namjoon cleared his throat, a poor attempt at trying to calm himself down. It was too late, the desire to feel your body against him was too strong.
“Are you done with that banana?” He asked, and you noticed that his voice was more hoarse than usual.
You looked at him, confused by the question, “…yes? Why?”
His eyes darkened as he gave you a small smirk, “because I’d rather have your lips wrapped around something else.”
It didn’t take much time for you to understand what he meant by that, Namjoon didn’t even really give you much time to think either. Before you knew it, he had you pinned under him on the couch.
Jimin quietly cursed himself. Why had he thought that it’d be a good idea to have you sit on his lap?
He loved keeping you close but right now, he seriously regretted his decision. Especially since all the other members were gathered in the dorm’s living room with the two of you. You were just trying to get comfortable, but your constant movement had him getting hard, fast. The swelling of his dick was out of his control.
Your eyes widened the second you felt his bulge pressed up right against your ass. You turned around and sent him a questioningly glance.
“It’s because you keep moving,” he whispered, trying hard not be heard by the other members.
“Sorry,” you apologized, but you couldn’t help but feel a bit amused by the situation. Especially, when you saw Jimin close his eyes as he concentrated on calming himself down.
A sudden playfulness washed over you as you intentionally moved your ass a certain way against his bulge. You let a small smile grace your lips as you heard him release a soft hiss.
“Are you okay?” You asked feigning innocence and that was the last straw for him.
Before you knew it, Jimin had excused you both before leading you to his room only to have him press you up against a wall the second the door was closed.
“Stay still,” you giggled as you pushed Taehyung down on the bed and crawled on top of him, straddling him.
“Uh Jagiya, what are you doing?” He muttered as a flush began to bloom across his cheeks.
You couldn’t help but laugh, “don’t get all excited now.”
“I’m not,” he lied. He could already feel himself stirring in his pants, this was the affect you had on him.
“Taehyung look at me,” you smiled, “I want to see your eyes.”
“My eyes?” He asked confused, but turned to look at you anyways. His excitment only growing at your close proximity.
You nodded your head and leaned down so there was only a few inches between your lips and he contemplated kissing you.
The second you saw the speck you had been searching for you grinned fondly, “ahh there it is! I love the mole under your eye so much.”
Satisfied, you moved to get off his lap but Taehyung flipped your bodies instead so you were the one under him.
“I told you not to get excited Tae,” you jokingly chastised.
“It’s a little too late for that…because of you I have a big problem now. it’s only fair that you help me with it,” he smirked as he licked his lips, the shyness from a few seconds ago completely gone.
You let out a small laugh before you drew him in for an intense kiss.
Fuck. Was the only thought running through Jungkook’s mind as his eyes were glued to your body.
Why had he thought this would be a good idea?
Jungkook hadn’t fully thought it through when he asked you to join him for his workout. Of course he knew stretching was important, but was it even legal for you to look this good as you did?
You had no idea about the affect you were having on him as you began your exercise with squats. Jungkook was restless and couldn’t seem to focus on anything but you and eventually there was a stir in his pants and he inwardly cursed. He no longer had any control over his body as his mind began to fill with lustful thoughts.
You had just been going down for another squat when you felt Jungkook wrap his arms around your waist drawing you close to him. Your eyes began to widen as you felt something poking you from behind and finally realized what it was.
“Baby, I don’t think this was a good idea,” was all he said before he turned you around and captured your lips in his.
I hope you enjoy<33 Special thanks to admin k for some of the ideas<3