Word Count: 6399 (dayum I’m always a little extra) | Rating: R[NSFW]
Warnings: ⚠️ SMUTTY SMUT, Y’ALL. Unprotected Sex.
Dom!Lance, dry-humping, some spanking, oral sex (both, f&m), dirty talk, orgasm denial, NSFW gifs, tying reader up, I think that’s all…
Minors avert your eyes, throw your phone/desktop away. Don’t read. I did my job to warn ya.
A/N (1): Long live the dominating asshole called Lance Tucker. I’D LOVE SOME ATTENTION IN THE FORM OF FEEDBACK. Sorry, if there are any typos. Also there is another important Author’s note at the end of the fic, please do read it!
*gifs aren’t mine (also the gifs are not as precise as I’ve described them)
Babe?” Lance asks, peeking from the door. You smile at him looking from the
mirror, as you bite your lip and nod yes, sliding a bracelet that matched the
dress you wore for tonight.
smoothly walks inside, in his black button up shirt and dark jeans. The sleeves
rolled to the elbows, just how you like it. He has finally shaved after two
weeks, although you didn’t quite mind the rough stubble rubbing between your
thighs during the time. Lance’s hair is styled in a perfect quaff, but that
doesn’t compare to the style when you have your fingers woven in it, pulling at
the roots and making him moan.
Summary: Draco decides to visit America before he gets married to Astoria Greengrass, fulfilling a pact his family has made with hers. It’s a last-minute trip he wants to take before he settles down to fulfill his duties as a Malfoy. Until he meets you, and you change his whole life.
A/N: This part is fluffy afff. Before you know, the drama. Hope you all enjoy!
“I’m sorry!” she began to
apologize, pulling away from Draco. She fell back on her bottom with a huff and
Draco felt a smile tug at his lips.
“It’s quite alright,” he found
himself saying. Getting on his feet, he reached out his hand and felt something
akin to electricity surge through him at the touch of her skin on his. He
pulled her up and she gave a surprised laugh as their noses almost touched.
And Draco didn’t want to move away.
He was completely captivated. He couldn’t describe what it was, but she was
bright and breathtaking. And Draco didn’t want to stop looking at her. He
didn’t want to move away.
The chandelier above your head shined a bright radiant gold
as it hung low over the heads in the crowds. The golden dressed that hugged your waist and
dipped low in the front matched the hanging sculpted light. Your hair was
pinned up in loose curls some strands framing the sides of your face as you
laughed and indulged in minor chatter between you and the men you were around.
Your arm was placed on hip of a male who wanted your attention tonight like you
wanted his. His hands were currently drawing a patterned X on your lower black,
the tips of his fingers brushing against the top of your ass. The thin fabric
of the dress clung to your body, your weight shifting as you moved to press
down on your left heel looking around once more at the crowd in front of you,
your hand reached out to grab a drink and bring it to your lips.
“How about we get out of here?” Your guest whispered, and
you nodded your head smirking up at him.
“I would like that. Give me time to freshen up yes?” You asked
as you made your way towards the bathroom letting him go. Gliding through the
crowds of people, your eyes sought out one familiar person. Min Yoongi. Seeing
the male dressed up in a dark blue tux with a black button down shirt under it
you couldn’t help but move to stand beside him.
“Good evening all of you, I hope you are all having a good
night.” You stated letting your eyes linger on everyone.
“We were doing fine until you came.” Yoongi countered
looking at you with slight irritation. Who told you to where such a revealing dress?
It burned him up to the core.
“Well then you can keep your mouth shut while I talk to the
rest.” You smirked as the men around Yoongi laughed.
“In that case if my presence is no longer needed my date and
I will leave.” Yoongi bowed respectfully to the elders walking off to fetch his
date. Your eyes wandered down his body and back up, frowning deeply you moved to
fill the little gap he left in but you wanted to talk him and find out his
Ever since you were younger Yoongi always spited you for
everything you did. And you never understood why he didn’t like you. It wasn’t
like you weren’t attractive apparently, you were a hot commodity because every
male and female wanted a piece of you. And you were never one to let anyone
down. Your parents were important people, an actor and a classical composer
meaning they were never around at home leaving you to your lonesome. One thing
lead to another and before you knew it you were joking with a guy in high
school about him giving you fifty bucks for a blow job. You could say you were
very surprised when you were wiping the cum off your lips and he was handing
you a crisp fifty-dollar bill to add to your savings. And you thought to
yourself if you could get that from one guy, imagine what you could get from a
whole population. That’s how you started it, bribing men to give you thing in
exchange for your body and your time. It was a beautiful life that you created
for yourself one where you worked and upheld a decent name for yourself as well
as keep attention that you wanted. And you didn’t always have to sleep around,
sometimes a video of your fingers buried deep in your pussy or your pierced
breast pressed together was enough to get them off. Of course, sometimes you
felt bad going after many people, you had married men who would always want to
buy you things and or just spend time with you, have someone to listen to.
Everyone had given you what you wanted, attention and gifts like the true
princess you were with her pretty little head held high. But there was just one
man who acted as if the very sight of you repulsed him. You had known Yoongi
and his parents as long as you could remember. His family owning their own
business both his mother and father were the CEO’s of the company. Yoongi was
just as wealthy and privileged as you but for some reason he didn’t appear to
be as lonely. He had a few girls that he kept with him but it was always the
same few and they never changed. You always questioned why he kept people close
to him that weren’t gorgeous like yourself. It never truly dawned on you that
you were jealous, because you could have whoever you wanted! But for some
reason you wanted him, he was just so sexy and masculine. He kept himself
subtle but the look in his eyes held a dark secret. You sighed to yourself,
feeling the ache between your legs just thinking about those plump lips
pressing against your lower ones, his tongue how it would flutter and grind
against your clit. You almost released an audible groan, not aware that your
breast was becoming pert nubs or the fact that your piercings were starting to
“Y/N are you ready?” Your date asked wrapping an arm around
your lower back and pulling you as flush close to his body as he could. He was
a bit jealous watching how oblivious you were with that dazzling smile and how
everyone else eye fucked you.
“Yes my love, I’m ready.” You smiled up at the male grateful
for him coming along. Following him outside and eventually ending up tangled in
his bed sheets, you shut your eyes and imagined that he was none other than the
dark haired deep eyed male letting you control him for just once in your
It had been a few weeks since your last run in with Yoongi.
But you knew without a doubt that he would be at this social gathering at a close
colleague’s house, you could almost say she invited him for you. Standing in
the mirror you put on something casual, a zip up body suit with lace over your
breast and ripped skinny jeans. Your hair flowing down straight and loose,
makeup on your face with prominent but nothing overboard. Grabbing at your
ankle heels you placed them on your feet and made your way to your friend’s
Standing around, your eyes danced around the room, your body
becoming nervous as you waited for Yoongi to come. You hated yourself because
you wanted him so bad and he didn’t give a damn about you. But it didn’t matter
as soon as you saw Yoongi stepping into the space you were in with a black
turtle neck on and skinny jeans you wanted to melt on the spot. On his arm was one
of his favorite girls, a pretty brunette with a heart shaped face and an
innocent aura about her. Going for just watching him today you wanted to stay
back from him but your date decided you two should go talk to him.
“Love he is busy leave him be.” You tried to reason as you
were tugged by an older gentleman towards Yoongi and his group of friends.
“Nonsense we are all here to talk and have a fun time.” The
male explained as you all walked up. Yoongi’s happy smile was replaced with a
grimace as he saw you and for the first time your cocky exterior was cracking.
Shifting nervously, you pressed against your date and his comforting hand
strokes down your lower back made you calm down.
“Y/N you look a little pale. Would you like something to
drink?” Yoongi asked idly. You nodded your head about to leave but your date
stopped you saying he would handle it. “So, what’s the old man giving you?”
Yoongi asked and you shrugged your shoulders crossing your arms over your
“It’s none of your business what I get from the deal.” You
snarled at him and you could see the anger growing in his face.
“Of course, it is. Everything you do is since it effects
both of our families but you’re going around acting like a typical whore on the
street.” Yoongi growled as he pressed his hands together in a hard line in
front of him.
“Nothing I fucking do concerns you! I’m a grown ass woman
who does what the fuck I want with who I want. And if you need to really know
he’s giving me a new pair of kicks.” You said proudly.
“Look she’s so proud to be a slut.” Yoongi chuckled causing
the people in the circle to laugh as well.
“You know what how, fuck you and go worry about those ugly
girls you keep having on your shoulders.” You turned on your heels to leave not
knowing why you were insulting them because they hadn’t done anything to you,
Yoongi just really knew how to piss you off.
“What you call ugly I call art. At least unlike you they are
faithful to me. And no thank you I’d never fuck a pussy as loose and worn out
as yours.” Yoongi responded. “Besides you couldn’t even handle what I would do
to you. These girls obey me.” Yoongi stated dismissing you. Turning around on
your heels you glared at him, the anger raising in your face as you took minor
steps forward towards him.
“Excuse me!? Loose pussy! I’m pretty sure the ones you fuck
have a loose pussy or how else could your tiny dick fit inside of it? I bet it
feels like a teddy bear is humping them whether they are on top or bottom. It’s
funny that you think yourself is not art then because I’ve never called you
ugly but maybe I should. Also, I could handle anything you gave me but no loose
lips remember?” You countered back, it wasn’t the strongest attack and you felt
like a child for it.
“Oh look the little baby can speak words, and she is
starting to form her own sentences. I’m proud. I find it cute that you are
confessing your feelings to me, I think I’m cute too. As far as I’m concerned,
my size is not anything you need to know. Now run along and go ride on that
dick, I know you want to.” Yoongi tilted his head towards the older male who
was at the bar.
“Fuck you, you talk shit but you can’t back it up. See you
around baby penis and remember I can handle whatever I want you just aren’t
capable of taming me.”
“You actually think you’re tough.” Yoongi said to you
rolling his neck as he took off his glasses. “But since you like indulging in
child’s play so much, I’ll put you in your place right now little girl.” Yoongi
gave his glasses to the girl who came with him, taking steps forward he opened
his mouth to address you again. “You little slut, dirty whore. Cheap bitch.”
With every word, he said to you he got closer, one hand pushing you back a bit
making you stumble back until you were in the middle of the guest. “Filthy cumslut.”
“NO I’M NOT!” You shouted at him. “And I never will be any
of those things. So, don’t ever call me those things again.” You didn’t realize
how your voice rang or that Yoongi had set you up for failure, he gave a
disappointing dry smirk.
“Exactly, which is why I would never want someone like you.”
Yoongi kept his eyes on yours, and hearing the clearing of throats you looked
around to see everyone look at you. You were embarrassed and upset with him.
Your date who watched the whole thing go on slipped out and left you there,
your plans were ruined. Turning on your heels you ran as your bottom lip
quivered from anger and embarrassment. Punching a wall as you made your wall
outside it created a hole that you felt in your heart.
All that night you thought about what Yoongi said and you
had to admit, the way he spoke those few words to you didn’t stop playing in
your head. He knew you didn’t like being dominated, you liked doing that,
getting told yes and getting praises. He had basically shot you down in every
area of your life and you couldn’t even handle it. But what if it felt good to
be called such things as you got fucked? It couldn’t hurt too bad and if anything,
Yoongi was not about to make a fool out of you. You would prove to him why you were
worth it and you would make him take back his words.
All that night you thought about what Yoongi said and you
had to admit, the way he spoke those few words to you didn’t stop playing in
your head. He knew you didn’t like being dominated, you liked doing that,
getting told yes and getting praises. He had basically shot you down in every
area of your life and you couldn’t even handle it. But what if it felt good to
be called such things as you got fucked? It couldn’t hurt too bad and if anything,
Yoongi was not about to make a fool out of you. You would prove to him why you were
worth it and you would make him take back his words.
The next morning when you got up, you laid in your bed for a
while thinking on if this was really what you wanted to do and you did. You
wanted to prove a point, you wanted to feel Yoongi. You were so angry with him
but you wanted him at the same time and it was torture. You wanted to know why
you weren’t enough for him. Getting out of your bed you threw on a pair of gray
shorts and a black tank top. It didn’t take long for you to get yourself
presentable enough to go and confront Yoongi. Marching up towards his door you
knocked three times crossing your arms over your chest. You bit on your bottom
lip when no one answered reaching forward you started to slam you fist against
the door not taking the silence to well. Yoongi was shouting from the hallway
and you could hear it, you were starting to become nervous as you rocked
yourself back and forth on your feet. Yoongi opened the door looking down at
you a mix of emotions washing over his face before a hard-tight smile was
pressed onto his features.
“What do you want little girl?” He asked snarling at you.
His tone made you push inside of his house past him as you glared up at him.
“We need to talk.” You said calmly.
“No, we don’t now get out.” Yoongi gripped at your wrist
trying to pull you outside but you jerked away from him shaking your head.
“I’m not going any fucking where until you talk to me.”
Yoongi was annoyed, cursing he slammed the door and gripped at your wrist
tighter pulling you to him before his hand wrapped around your neck instead and
he pressed you against the wall.
“The last thing you are going to do is bring your ass in
here and tell me what to do. You need to watch your mouth and that little
princess attitude. The world doesn’t owe you.” Yoongi remarked trying to be as
calm as he can.
“And who’s going to make me watch it? Teddy bear?! I do what
I want bitch.” You slapped Yoongi on his face trying to get him to let you go.
Yoongi could feel the hand print on his face, looking back at you he slapped
you back before he pulled on your hair dragging you down the hallway behind
“HEY LET ME GO!” You shouted out as you followed after him
Yoongi was quick to throw you on the bed wrestling with you
to pull down your shorts and panties leaving you with just your shirt on. He
slammed his room door shut and locked it. You tried to get up and dash for the
door but Yoongi only caught you and kept you in his arms as he moved around his
room getting things he thought he would need. Slamming you back down on the
bed, he turned on his video camera. “Look at what little slut came to play with
me.” Yoongi chuckled huskily his eyes growing dark as he looked down at your
body. Your plump thighs on display for him as your hands tried to pull down
your shirt. Yoongi could feel all his want creeping back into his body but he
shook it off telling himself it would pay off it he just waited. “Here I have a
few rules but the main is simple, I am the dom and you are my slave. If you
can’t handle what I say or you feel it’s too hard then you might want to leave
right now. You entering in this room means you gave yourself to me. Everything
that I want to do to you is ok. Do you understand?” Yoongi asked pulling out
his phone, he hit the audio record button repeating everything again holding
out the phone to you. You didn’t know what to do until he showed you that it
was recording and you understood.
“I-I understand.” You nodded your head and he smirked
shutting off his phone.
“Perfect, now I know you are used to getting your way and
having people baby you but you will not have that here. You are aiming to
please me today, I could care less if you cum or not.” Yoongi muttered as he
sat up his camera and took things out of his drawer to align along the top dresser.
He turned on the camera hitting record as he watched you lay on the bed looking
at him with an almost innocent expression that he wanted to wipe off your face.
“Touch yourself for me.” He commanded leaning against the
dresser and you sighed.
“I can’t do that.” You frowned leaning back on your hands.
“And why not? All sluts know how to play with themselves.”
He responded back looking at your figure.
“Well because I’m not turned on and I am not a slut.” You
got defensive feeling your face heat up as he called you that.
“I don’t remember asking for you to speak back to me slut.
Now I will say this again touch yourself of you can get the fuck out. If you
can’t get horny that’s not my problem, you walk around here with your head held
high and you can’t even get your own pussy wet? You’re pathetic and certainly
not a sub I’d want.” Yoongi looked off unimpressed with you parts of him
expecting you to leave from his harsh words, but what he got was better than
what he expected.
You opened your legs for him, still very offended by what he
said but if anything, it made you want to prove a point. Your hand went to cup
your pussy, rubbing it up and down slowly you shut your eyes, thinking about
the man in front of you that made you wet. How deep his voice was, or how long
his fingers were. How it would feel to have him touching you like this,
complimenting you instead of talking down on you. Your pussy got wetter,
allowing you to feel like you were replacing your hand with his, stroking over
your lips you pressed a finger against your clit stifling a groan.
“No. Here you will moan.” Yoongi commanded, you were never a
moaner your voice bothered your own ears and you never thought anyone else
would like it so you didn’t. Sliding your middle finger inside of your pussy
you bit your lip again to quiet yourself shaking your head.
“I can’t.” You replied as you tried to ignore him and press
your finger deeper inside of you. You heard him moving things on his desk but
you didn’t think too look, slowly getting warmed up you moved your finger in
and out of your dampening heat pushing it as deep as you could.
“I’ll say it again. Moan.” Yoongi commanded with a dark
voice. You shook your head disobeying again and that was your mistake. Yoongi
was pressing the shock wand against you causing you to yelp and jerk from the
item looking to see what it was. “Did I tell you to stop?!” Yoongi asked
pressing the wand against your skin causing you to cry out as you shook your
head no. Your finger pressed back inside of your pussy, your hips rolling off
the bed as you gave him a tiny unsure moan, he raised the shock wand to press
it against your inside thigh and you moaned out his name in sheer fear of the
item sending jolts through your body, it was a hard press that caused a slight
pain. He moved back, watching you and you felt your heart rate calm down again.
Shutting your eyes slowly you added your second finger curving them inside of
your tight heat moaning for him, your legs starting to press down against the
bed as you thought of this as doing it for a gift or anything that would
“Look at me.” Yoongi commanded, your eyes slowly opened to
land on his, it made you flustered how he watched you, your own eyes unsure and
very flustered. You looked off and Yoongi picked up the wand from the dresser
causing you to gasp and look back at him.
“Tell me, what do you want little girl? You could have all
these men, and here you are my dirty slut on my bed finger fucking her pink
little pussy. What can I do for you?” Yoongi asked you. Opening your mouth, you
paused to think about the question before you looked at him thrusting your hips
“Do I really have to say it?” You asked softly your fingers
slowing down inside of your pussy.
“One. If you slow your fingers down I will punish you so
speed them up until I say stop. And two yes, to be a sub I need to know as your
dom what you want from me. I cannot give you what I think you want. You claim
you are so great, you should have no problem using that mouth.” Yoongi retorted
and you frowned.
“Fuck you.” You spat out. In a flash Yoongi was standing in
front of you at an angle where the camera caught everything.
“Fuck me?” He asked slamming his hands down on the insides
of your thighs. “Fuck me?” He asked again slamming his hand down harder on your
skin leaving imprints causing you to whine as he grabbed at your neck pushing
you into the bed, holding up the shock wand he started to press it against your
parted thighs and on top of your shirt causing you to whimper and squirm not
wanting to feel the shocking jolts. “If I were you I would watch my mouth
little girl. The only one who will get fucked here may be you if you play your
cards right. And I said to move those fingers faster!” Yoongi growled as he
pressed the wand down above your clit scaring you shitless. Your fingers picked
up speed pressing harder into your soaked entrance, watching as he pulled back
and smirked down at you letting your throat go so that he could slap at your
thighs. “What do you want?” He asked after he was successful in turning your
skin red, your body was throbbing every hit made you jolt, everything had you
feeling very sensitive to touch.
“I want you to fuck me.” You responded as your fingers
brushed against your clit, sweat starting to form against your forehead.
“That’s all? Anyone can do that.” Yoongi sighed going to
grab at something else on his dresser.
“Your dirty talk sucks.” He admitted coming back up to stand
in front of you.
“You may have a great pussy but you lack, and unless you can
convince me before I get bored of you that I should fuck you then there is no
need for you. I have my favorites.” He smirked seeing the look of slight defeat
on your face mixed with irritation. “Change my mind.” He breathed out huskily,
leaning down he kissed up your parted thighs causing you to whine out for him.
His teeth gripping at the hems of your shirt pulling it upwards as he listened
to the sounds of your fingers brushing inside of your heat. He leaned down
letting his tongue flick against your pussy lips, your head rolled back as your
stomach tightened up you cried out louder for him, wanting to feel more of the
playful flicks he was giving to you.
“Yoongi! I’m going to cum!” You announced but he had other
plans. Pulling back, he pulled at the shock wand shaking his head.
“No.” He stated simply leaning down to lick against your
“No?!” You questioned him, feeling in the back of your mind
you should’ve known better.
“I said no!” Yoongi growled out hovering the wand over your
pussy. “Bad girls don’t get cummies and you are far from a good little slut,
you will not cum until I say so or I swear you will get me off and I will give
a fuck about if you find pleasure today or not.” You groaned rolling your head
back trying to move your fingers and thrust at another spot but Yoongi shocked
you twice. “No cheating, fuck your spot.” Yoongi commanded. You shifted your
fingers again acting as if you found your spot and though you were moaning for
life Yoongi saw through your bullshit. “Untrustworthy slut.” He chuckled angrily
going to his desk to grab at a purple dildo. He pried your fingers away from
your heat throwing your hand away as he pressed the dildo against your
entrance. “Suck on your fingers like a good girl or you get the wand.” Him
saying the words alone had you shoving your fingers down your throat moaning
around them as he slid the toy inside of you, turning it on low he watched your
reactions as he thrust it in and out of you at different spots wanting to find
where you lost your mind. You were doing good of riding the toy always trying
to one up him. Yoongi gripped at your hips pushing you down against the bed, a
cry erupting from your lips as the toy found your spot. Your head rolled back
as the vibrations were turned to medium, Yoongi leaned down to lick up your
juices that were escaping from your pussy, biting back a groan he let his
tongue dance up and down your lips, soon he was pressing his tongue against
your throbbing clit that wanted attention. He watched you shift your hips, his
tongue making a slow languid lick up and down as he kept you pinned to the bed.
“I can’t Yoongi!” You cried out, the vibrations becoming too
much. This only excited him more, he switched the knob on the bottom making
sure it was on the highest settings not pulling the toy out as he watched you
writhe against the bed.
“Be a good girl. Don’t cum.” Yoongi warned moving to stand
over you. He let his hands start to slap at your thighs again, eliciting sweet
moans from your lips that he didn’t get the first time. You just didn’t know it
but you were starting to break for him piece by piece. He saw your hardened
breast under your shirt and he leaned down to flick his tongue against it,
feeling little balls on each side he knew you had a piercing, looking up at you
with surprise he kept his mouth shut for now, pulling on the piercing with his
teeth as you shook your head.
“Are you going to cum?” He teased as he saw your toes curl,
your thighs lifting as your face got red. Yoongi was un merciful as he let the
toy assault your spot, knowing the vibrations were killing you.
“It’s too much.” You whined, your stomach clenching as you
shut your eyes from the pleasure.
“Look at me. I said look at me!” He grabbed at the shock
wand pulling the dildo back as he started to shock you making you feel in a
state of having an orgasm and losing it at the same time, you were frustrated
that you had been denied, your juices leaked out on the bed. Yoongi smirked at
the puddle you had made.
“Shirt off.” He said and you did as instructed taking off your
shirt and throwing it onto the ground.
“Lick up your juices.” Yoongi pointed at his bed.
“I don’t know who’s been on this bed.” You twisted up your
face. Yoongi grabbed at your hair pulling you until he was pushing your face
down into the puddle of juices, his free hand reaching for a cane flogger that
he slapped against your back causing your skin to mark up as you tried to yell
out in pain, feeling suffocated as your face was pressed against the damp spot.
“As of now, the whore that’s been on the bed is you so you
shouldn’t have a problem licking up your own juices unless your pussy isn’t all
that great.” Yoongi growled his fingertips brushing against your scalp as he
pulled your head back, looking in your eyes he pressed his forehead against
yours. “I’ll say it again. Fucking lick it up.” It was something about the
darkness in his eyes that made you not want to question what would happen if
you didn’t do it. Leaning down against the bed, your tongue stuck out as you
started to lick at the wet spot, your cheeks burning as he let you go and went
for his camera pressing it in your face. You stopped and he glared grabbing at
the wand. You went back to licking the spot swirling your tongue around the
silk materialled sheets that he had on his bed.
“Do you taste good slut?” He asked and you nodded your head.
“That’s a good little slut.” Yoongi praised, it did something to your insides,
your pussy was already a state but hearing him say good anything had you liking
the sound of it, your toes curling as you wanted to hear more of it from him.
Yoongi sat the camera back down looking back at you he grabbed more toys. “On
your back.” He commanded and you did so, watching him. He leaned down letting
his tongue glide against your nipples one by one. Soft moans echoed from your
lips as you arched your back, your hands tangling into the sheets beside you.
“You’re starting to give into daddy.” Yoongi commented as he
bit down onto your piercings, his tongue delighted to feel the metal balls
pressed against your pert nipples. He gripped at the nipple clamps pressing
them down on each of your breast. You winced wanting to take them off, to make
it worse he started to pull on the chain causing you to groan wanting to be
free of the things.
“Tell me what you want.” Yoongi asked again moving to take
off his shirt, your eyes roamed his figure looking over his smooth flawless
skin, he had one hickey on his collarbone and that made you feel jealous,
looking up in his eyes you bit on your bottom lip clearing your throat.
“I want you to touch my pussy, to play with me. Use your
tongue.” You said avoiding his gaze.
“You’re getting a little better. Who am I?” He asked and you
lifted an eyebrow.
“Nope try again.” He said and you frowned.
“I’m not calling you daddy.” Oh but you will. He promised
darkly. “On all fours. Ass up face down.” You rolled over for him, getting into
position as he wanted, you heard him shift around behind you, not knowing what
he grabbed but soon you felt him pour some substance on you that you took as
oil or something of the sort. Yoongi rubbed it into your ass, grabbing a paddle
he aligned the cool mahogany colored wood against your ass striking you once. A
loud cry of pain erupted from your lips as you looked over your shoulders up at
him. Yoongi winked down at you hitting your ass again watching as the flesh
jiggled. He grabbed the purple vibrator sliding it back inside of your pussy,
he thrust it in and out of you while he spanked your ass.
“Who am I?” He asked again as he saw your hips move, the
dildo thrusting against your spot as quick as he could move his hand. Your back
arched and he slammed the paddle back down onto your body, you didn’t speak
thinking you could get away with it. Yoongi growled taking the toy from you and
denying you any pleasure. He swung the paddle down against your ass until it
was a blistering red color, the prints looking angry against your skin. He
trailed his fingers across the marks disappointed that you weren’t listening to
him. He dropped the paddle rolling you onto your back. Smiling sweetly, he
grabbed at a small plastic bag setting it on the bed, the other hand connecting
his black battery on the underside of a glue gun that he had. Yoongi walked
around the bed, reaching under to get restraints to cuff your arms wrist above
your head on the bed. He walked back around you undoing the tied-up plastic bag
“It’s been a while, since I’ve did this to someone, but you
will break. And if you cum, you will not ever get to touch me again.” He promised
looking you in your eyes. He pushed the dildo back inside of you, letting the
high vibrations ring through your body. Your hands jerked on the cuffs that
were around your wrist. He moved to press the hot glue gun against your chest.
“What are you-“ You couldn’t even ask because he slapped
your pussy causing you to gasp as he squeezed down on the trigger, the hot
liquid pressing on your skin and causing you to hiss. It was so hot that the
smoke was rising from it as he slid it down in a line.
“TAKE IT OFF!” You cried out, your body turning red as
Yoongi decorated a pattern on your stomach with it.
“Say the words and I will.” Yoongi responded as if it wasn’t
a big deal. You grit your teeth watching you and hating him, he smirked drawing
the glue down to your thighs. “Do you know why I chose glue instead of wax?” He
asked and when you shook your head he smirked pulling his whip from his drawer
setting the hot glue gun down over paper towel. “it’s easier to break off.” He
commented as he started to whip your skin. Loud curses of pain left your lips,
but strangely enough some part of you liked it, every strike that he cracked
against your skin. Yoongi gripped at the shock wand with his free hand pressing
it against your body, you became a mess, writhing with a dildo buried inside of
your crying out, almost literally as your eyes welled up. Yoongi kept going not
pausing or slowing down.
“What am I?” He urged again, letting the whip focus on your
abused nipples that were already suffering from the clamps.
“Daddy!” You shouted out, anger washed over you, you were
embarrassed to be giving into him, he chuckled sitting down the shock wand that
had your body writhing, he gripped at the dildo pressing it against your spot
fucking you with it quickly.
“Say it again.” He commanded, you looked at him but the
striking of the whip caused your mind to blank and you just reacted.
“Daddy! Fuck daddy! Please.” You whimpered out feeling your
hips jerk against the toy, you wanted to cum so badly.
“No.” Yoongi denied you again pulling the toy from you. You
were angry with that man you wanted to get up and walk away but you couldn’t
because you agreed to stay, you had wanted this all these years and now you
were getting it. Yoongi gripped at the hot glue gun again, pouring more on your
body but this time he was sticking little pieces of paper to it. Looking down
through teared eyes you watched as he decorated your body. He gripped at your
hair pulling your head up a bit so that you could see better.
“All these words on your body are what you are to me. A
dirty filthy slut. A cumslut, a sperm dumpster. A rag doll whose only good for
fucking.” Yoongi commented, your eyes watered up more at his words, his other
hand let the glue gun go as he stroked your clit, your anger slowly being replaced
by pleasure but the tears poured from your eyes.
“Say it.” Yoongi commented. He knew you hated this, the look
on your face, being turned on by those words said to you but your hips moved,
your body was craving his fingers to brush against you, you wanted him. He
slipped two fingers inside of you stretching you out and finger fucking you.
You bit on your bottom lip as he pressed his forehead against yours, moaning as
he rolled his hips against one of your legs. He was intoxicating and he was
indeed breaking you. “Are you going to be good for daddy?” He asked softly
curling his fingers against your spot. Your mouth flew open as you let out a
jagged breath. “That’s right baby, I want this pussy. I want you to feel good.
But you have to give into daddy.” He said the words so sweetly almost as if it
were a promise. You shut your eyes before opening them again, rolling your hips
against his fingers. “What are you?” He asked licking across your bottom lip.
“I’m daddy’s little slut.” You whispered out to embarrassed
to say it louder.
“What?” He asked you, his fingers picking up speed.
“I-I’m daddy’s little slut.” You said again a bit louder as
his fingers continued to assault your spot.
“Yeah? You’re my dirty little fuck toy, aren’t you?” Yoongi
growled biting on your bottom lip causing you to whimper as he finger fucked
“Yes I am!” You cried out as your stomach tightened but you
knew you had to hold it, you just knew it.
“All mine to fuck and destroy, everything on you is mine,
even this dirty little pussy.” Yoongi pulled his hand back to slap at your
pussy before he shoved in three fingers inside of you soon making it four.
“Say it. Say what you are.” Yoongi worked on your slicked
pussy, watching as you struggled to speak because of the pleasure. Instead of
slowing down he added another finger inside of you, all his fingers and his
thumb buried into your pussy. Grabbing at the shock wand he pressed it against
your skin causing you to cry out.
“I’m your dirty little fuck toy! Everything is yours! Yes,
daddy it’s all yours.” You cried out rolling your head back before you could
feel his fist closing up inside of you. “Daddy no! Daddy please no.” You looked
down at him as he started to fist you. Yoongi smirked proudly, you were the
second girl he ever tried this with, sliding his fisted hand in and out of you
he rubbed your clit with his hand after he sat down the wand.
“Sluts get fisted baby girl. Look at how you’re taking this
fist up your pussy. You’re that loose? A fucking whore I knew it. On your
knees, all the time. How many men have you let do this?” He teased causing your
face to heat up as you moaned your eyes shutting as he fucked you. You were
embarrassed you knew you were sight to see with all these words hot glued on
your body and a man’s fist up your pussy. Your hair was starting to stick to
your face, your body was having a hard time regulating breathing. Yoongi slowly
removed his fist and his hand from you when he knew you wanted to cum. It hurt
so bad, your pussy was throbbing with release, the juices were sliding from you
and you felt empty. Looking up at Yoongi you watched as he took off his pants
walking around the bed. “Open.” He commanded you.
He dropped his boxers as you looked up at him, seeing his
hard cock spring out to press in the air. The tip was red and angry, his veins
popping out against his skin and he looked sexually frustrated. Yoongi waited
for you to open your mouth, sliding you up a bit, he made sure your head was
hanging off the bed, his slipped his cock past your lips opening his legs wider
to be on either side of his face. He started to roll his hips forward burying
himself down your throat as much as he could. Rutting his hips forward he
watched as you stretched your mouth wide trying to fit him in without choking
too much. His balls were slapping you in the face causing you to become more
flustered as his fingers busied themselves back on your clit.
“Mmm you’re sucking me so well. You must really like my
balls in your face. Or you’re just a very cock hungry girl.” He teased as he
picked up the speed of his hips. Yoongi gripped at your hips lifting you up in
the air, your legs on either side of his face as you were hanging upside down.
Not able to do much but place your hands on his knees due to the restraints you
felt your heart pound hard in your chest at the thought of him dropping you.
Yoongi started to lick at your abused pussy, shoving his tongue into your
entrance he tasted all of you burying his face as much as he could. He gave you
moans letting it vibrate onto your body as you moved your head up and down on
his shaft, your tongue finding his most sensitive parts and attacking them,
Yoongi knew you were good at head which was why he saved this, it was hard
enough not giving into you. He wanted you but he had to treat you like he hated
you or he would have always given in. Yoongi let his tongue swirl around your
pussy, mapping out the insides of your slick heat. His tongue licked up all
your juices, before he pulled back to grab at your ass cheeks and spread them
wide, looking at the camera and hearing you whimper around his dick lodging it
down your throat causing you to choke as he teased your asshole. He smirked
proud to get the reactions out of you that he wanted.
He slowly pulled away and pressed you down into the bed
before he pulled out of your mouth. Yoongi gripped at the restraints taking
them off you moving back to slide the camera stand close to the bed. He pulled
at your hips moving you until you had one leg pushed up and the other down, on
your stomach but your upper half was twisted. He aligned himself with your
heat, but he didn’t push in. “Fuck yourself on it pro.” He responded slapping
at your ass cheek. You huffed, licking over your swollen lips you tried to move
your position. “No, just like this, I want to capture that wet pussy taking me
in on camera.” He admitted as he kept you in place. Slowly you slide down on
his cock, your head rolling back as you took only half of him in. You didn’t
need time adjusting thanks to him and other encounters. Bouncing yourself on
his dick as much as you could your hands fisted the sheets under you as you
rode him. Yoongi bit on his bottom lip knowing your game. You only took half of
him in so you wouldn’t moan or get caught by the camera enjoying it or doing
too much work. He gripped at the top of your thigh by your hip sliding himself
forward earning a moan of pleasure from your lips. It was the first time you
had bothered to take anyone in all the way and no one until now had caught your
game. Yoongi leaned over your body, grinding his hips forward as your hand
pressed on his lower stomach.
“Fuck Y/N. I see why you stay tight. Have you been cheating
all these years’ baby girl? That’s.. Cute” Yoongi admitted slowly snapping his
hips forward he pulled back to grab at the camera pressing it downwards to look
at how he connected with you, your ass meeting his hips as he slipped deeper
inside of you.
“Daddy don’t.” You whimpered slightly feeling full of his
cock buried inside of you, becoming connected to him in ways that you had never
done before. Yoongi had his own agenda staring to speed up he held the camera
in place as he watched you.
“Don’t what? Fuck this little pussy until you’re cumming?
Fuck you into the mattress? Or paint all of you white because you don’t know
how to handle teddy bear’s dick?” Yoongi smirked as he continued to snap his
hips against yours picking up speed. His impactful thrusts got harder, his lust
filled eyes studied your body, Yoongi leaned down to grab at the chain pulling
it causing your breast to feel sore and you whined out laying against the bed.
He made sure that every thrust had you gasping for air or calling out for him
in some way. He sat the camera back down keeping you in position, his free hand
pulled at your hair as he turned your head to his. Kissing your lips, he wasted
no time slipping his tongue into your mouth giving you a very wet and sloppy
kiss, your teeth clashing with one another as he fucked you harder. He gave a
pattern hitting your spot three times before he missed on purpose. He pulled
back to growl against your lips, looking in your eyes as his hand moved to grab
at your neck instead. He shifted his hips to land strictly against your spot,
causing you to try and gasp for air as he brought you down against him,
slamming you on his shaft. He bit on your jaw, his other hand pressing down
into the bed as he ruined you on his sheets. Your eyes were overflowing with
water, the mix between pain and pleasure, your stomach tightening up and air
cutting off was too much. You were overwhelmed but it felt great and you knew
soon you were going to cum.
“You want something?” Yoongi growled, rolling his hips
forward pulling out until he had just the tip in and slamming back inside of
you creating a faster rhythm, his hips were starting to feel sore and he had
the strongest urge to cum but he had to get you off first.
“Can I cum?” You whispered as his grip got a little tighter.
“Can you cum what pet?” He asked you as he watched your eyes
drop and your face form the most beautifully aroused expression he had ever
seen in a slave.
“Can I cum daddy?” You asked before you looked in his eyes.
“Please let me cum Yoongi.” The way you said his name, had him groaning out
yours as he nodded. “Cum kitten.” He wasn’t going to last long but seeing you
give into your orgasm and tighten up around his shaft, how your whole body
shook and bent to his will, your essence sliding out on his cock as he released
your neck was enough. Yoongi quickly picked you up, pressing your back against
his chest and spreading your legs out wide he fucked you in the air pounding
his hips up creating more lewd sounds of skin colliding with skin your juices
dripping down to his balls. He continued slamming into you until you were a
sobbing mess meeting your second orgasm. Yoongi released as soon as you did the
second time, slamming you down on the bed he pinned your wrist beside your head
driving into you harder, both of your legs spread as he let his shaft penetrate
you. You were trying to move, the overstimulation becoming too much as he fucked
your spot harder. It took a bit longer but he had you cumming for the third
time pinning you in place, his hips circling against your ass, his wet balls
slapping against your pussy, Yoongi pulled back feeling another wave hit him,
his cum shooting out in thick ropes onto your lower back and your ass some
escaping to slip down your crack. Yoongi took deep breaths combing his dark
blue and black hair from his face. Letting his heart calm down he lifted you up
a bit taking off the nipple clamps and going to turn off the camera. He started
to clean up his stuff as you lay there soaked in cum and hot glue with letters.
You rolled over on your back, slowly starting to unpeel the letters from your
body. You felt sore and your eyes searched for the male that had escaped into
the bathroom and turned on his shower. You got up, thinking that it was all
over wanting to just go back home to bask in this and frown that it was over
but at least you had more dates.
“What are you doing?” Yoongi asked you as he came from his
closet with a towel around his waist going towards his bathroom.
“I’m going home.” You said as if it was obvious. “I have a
date later.” You reached for your shirt but Yoongi snatched it smirking.
“No you don’t. You’re mine now. And that doesn’t mean I’m
your man but when I call you, then you come running because that’s what we
agreed on.” He smirked at the color drain from your face.
“It was a one-time thing!” You shouted.
“Ahh see that’s where you’re wrong. You see, I have a sex
tape of you now. And that means unlike your little plan of just fucking me to
say you got me, I enjoy degrading you very much and I plan to do it as many
places as possible.” He winked before you opened your mouth.
“I’ll sue! You can’t do this!” You yelled glaring at him
because you couldn’t fathom the fact that someone could one up you or trap you
“Well I’ll tell you what. If you do sue, I have a voice
audio as a verbal agreement between us. I will also let you go, but I get to
show your parents. And all the men you’ve ever screwed. I know for a fact the
things I’ve done to you no man hasn’t. O-Oh~ Yoongi.” Yoongi smirked faking one
of your moans causing your body to become heated with rage and a deep scarlet
set on your skin. You sat there rooted in place unbelieving this had happened
“See, you may be smart but I am smarter. Why do you think I
stayed away? Not because I didn’t want you, I just had to play your game. SO
now you belong to daddy who is going to shower, and when he comes back you
better be clean and waiting for me to tell you what you and I will do today.
But since you had to misbehave so quickly then I won’t bother to tell you where
the bathroom is. But it does take me on average ten minutes to shower.. If I was
my hair.” Yoongi shut the door and you thought about escaping or even
disobeying but one sound of the shocker pressing against the door had him
gloating and you limping to find the nearest bathroom.
I literally redid this story four times so I hope you all really like it.
Writing Prompt #20 with Bucky “Just pretend to be my date” or boyfriend
to like a wedding, someone’s party, or a high school reunion???’‘ was the request by @thedemonsweshare, so I wrote it down for her and I really hope she likes it. I changed it from my date to boyfriend because that made more sense in that one-shot!
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader Words: 1288 Warnings: None, just some cute Bucky fluff
Olivia was the girl in school that
everybody loved. She was popular and a member of the cheerleader
team. But you were the complete opposite. Your group of friends was
not that big, just three or four really good and also best friends.
While she went out with many other guys you never heard of, you
prefered to stay away from these huge events like these big parties
on the weekends.
But still, you and Olivia were really
good friends in high school. You helped her with her math exam while
she tried to introduce you to some handsome members from the high
school football team.
And that was the reason why you were
now standing in front of a confused Bucky Barnes, who was looking
down on you while he took a sip of his coffee “What shall I
“Just pretend to be my boyfriend.
Please, Bucky, you have to help me“ you pleaded and already wanted
to kneel in front of him before he stopped you from doing so and sat
down on the couch.
’‘Can you just tell me why I should do
that?“ he blinked and sat down his mug of coffee as you sank down
beside him and sighed ’'You know, when I was in high school, I wasn’t
really popular and I was never really good at talking to the boys I
liked and so…I never had a boyfriend when I was going there and
neither when I was studying…and my friend Olivia was soo popular
and knew so many guys who would have liked to be her boyfriend. She
always dated these dream guys and…I was alone. Sitting in my bed
and watching TV”
“So you want me to come with you so
you can show them that you found your own dream guy?“ he grinned
widely while saying dream guy and raised his eyebrows ’'I’m
really flattered that you would put me to the dream guys”
“Don’t be so full of yourself, Barnes“
you slapped him playfully and laughed before you asked him again ’'So
would you be the most kindest person in the world and be my boyfriend
for that evening?”
“I’ll do it but only because it’s you,
doll“ Bucky winked at you before threw yourself at him and gave him
a big hug ’'Thank you so much, you’re the best“
Only three days later, the big day was
You were just standing in the bathroom
and put on some mascara when you heard someone knocking on your door.
It was Bucky who didn’t bother to just come in ’'Doll, come on! We
gotta go if you want to be on time.”
He looked for you and went straight to
the bathroom where he found you.
Bucky’s mouth fell open when he took in
your appearance and blinked a few times after you turned around “You
look good. I like that shirt”
You nodded to his black button up shirt
which he had combined with some dark blue jeans. The sleeves were
rolled up to his elbows.Just then you realized his look and
your gaze went down on you “Is the dress to much? I told Nat it
would look stupid on a high school reunion”
You already wanted to zip it down when
Bucky began to shake his head
“No, you look fantastic! Don’t worry
about the others. You look great“You smiled and kissed his cheek ’'Thank
you, Buck. So let’s go. We take Tony’s car”
Before Bucky could ask if you had even
asked for permission, you waved with the keys and he smiled before
following you to the elevators.
“You don’t have to be nervous, doll.
You look fantastic and you have an amazing job. You’re saving the
world with the greatest team and you’re fake dating a superhero”
Bucky smiled at you and held your hand while you were still sitting
in the car after he parked in the parking lot next to your old high
“You’re right. I shouldn’t be nervous.
Do you know what you have to say when they asked you how we met?”
you savely asked him again to make sure he still knew what to do.
Smiling, he nodded and opened his door before leaving the car just
like you “Don’t worry, [Y/N]. I know what to do. Just trust me and
everything will be fine” He took your hand and led you to the
great building where all the others were already waiting.
They were all gathered in your old main
class room and cheered when you came in together with Bucky who was
still holding your hand.
“[Y/N]!” Olivia squeaked and came
over. She gave you the most tightest hug you ever got that you almost
lost your breath before she let go of you “It’s so good to see you
again and your..boyfriend?”
Her gaze went to Bucky who smiled
friendly and held out his hand for her to take “Hey, I’m James. But
everyone calls me Bucky. And yes, boyfriend.”
“You’re doing well, [Y/N]. So, you’re
dating a superhero and you’re also a superhero yourself. Wow, that’s
really…unexpected” she smiled before Olivia introduced you to her
boyfriend who was the trainer of the hometown footballteam.
You two chatted while Bucky always held
your hand or gave you a kiss when you told something funny and he
laughed about it. It made you blush when his lips kissed your cheek.Something inside you wished that it was
real. That Bucky was your boyfriend and you lived in a happy
relationship. But it wasn’t true what made you a little bit sad.
“Soo..Bucky, how did you meet [Y/N]? I
mean, she barely leaves her room” Olivia laughed but to Bucky, there
was nothing funny about it because he knew that sometimes you needed
some you-time for yourself which was totally okay for him because he
“Actually I met her when I was
introduced to the whole team” he began and you stopped breathing.
That was not the story he was suppose to tell her.
“Everyone was really friendly but also
really careful to be nice and [Y/N] just walked in, by the way she
totally forgot that Steve was already introducing me to everyone, and
she just went with the words 'So when comes this weird dude with the
metal arm?’ and stopped right in the door way when she noticed that I
was already there. That was the first thing she said right into my
face and it was so adorable because right after that she quickly
apologized. I knew that I would like her really much. Then it came
that we talked much about everything and nothing til the day came
where I asked her out and she gladly said 'Yes’. I was really happy
and still am because…she is the best and I love her”
Bucky looked you right in the eye when
he said so. He was speaking the truth.
You almost wanted to cry when he came
closer and kissed you softly on the lips. First you were shocked
which you didn’t show but then you smiled into the kiss and returned
After you broke the kiss, you looked
into his deep blue eyes and smiled softly “I love you too”
Olivia just sat there in silence and
took a quick look at her boyfriend before she gave you a fond smile
“I’m really happy that you found someone who speaks with so much
love about you. You can be proud that you’ve found Bucky”
“I am. I really am” you hold Bucky’s
hand and felt that he gave yours a little squeeze before you turned
to him again and gave him a kiss.
offon has a clean, minimal style for their traditional-cut dresses and jumpers — love the deep black hue of this buttoned denim shirtdress for multiple seasons. it’s the perfect way to kick off this last day of may :)
Sins of the Flesh | Jungkook Werewolf AU | SMUT/angst | part 1?
A/n: … I have no shame… sexual content. Some choking. Not much werewolf stuff, but I’m thinking of doing a part 2. Let me know what you think~ Words: 2, 918
Your phone ringing woke you up, but it wasn’t unexpected. Glancing at the caller ID, you saw it was Jungkook. This was nothing new, he would call you any hour of the day, if he had something to say to you, with no consideration of if you were working, sleeping, or on a date.
Speaking of your problematic best friend, you’d been having the nicest dream of his head between your thighs. Over the past month or so you’d been having fantasies about him, but you assumed they would fade with time if you didn’t act on them. So, you put your phone under your pillow and huffed, hoping to fall back into your deep sleep, and the dream that had your mind groggy with arousal.
Until you heard the pounding on the front door.
“What the fuck?” You sat up, reaching under your pillow for your phone, right as it lit up once again with Jungkook’s name. You quickly answered his call as the beating on the door got louder.
“Kookie, there’s someone-” Your quiet tone was cut off.
“Open the door, Y/n,” Jungkook nearly growled into the phone, causing your breath to catch. What was going on? The beating on the door had stopped when you answered the phone.
“What is happening? Is that you beating down my door? What the fuck is wrong with you?” You heard him sigh and take a deep breath before speaking.
“Will you just come open the door? Please? I need to talk to you.” You started to answer him before realizing he’d hung up. Grumbling, you threw the blankets off of you and stood up, checking the time. 2:18 AM. You rolled your eyes and began walking towards the door, flipping on the lamp in your living room, filling the room up with dim yellow lighting. At the door, you threw it open to reveal your sweaty best friend, panting and leaning on the door frame for support.
“Jungkook, what-” Once again you were cut off by Jungkook, but this time in a different way. As soon as you’d made eye contact you saw his pupils grow very large, to the point that they were a bit scary. He charged into your home, shutting the door and pushing you up against it and before you knew what was happening he was in your face, angry.
“You have got to be fucking joking,” he spat at you, his dark eyes meeting yours. “I came here to ask for your help. I was going to- fuck!” He ran a hand through his hair, looking up to the ceiling before meeting your eyes again. Jungkook took a shaky breath, starting again. “I was going to explain some things to you, but I get here and you smell like this?”
“Were you asleep?” He stuck his face into the crook of your neck, one hand on the door beside your head. He inhaled deeply a few times, and without moving from his position, began speaking again. “What were you dreaming about?” His hot breath on your neck made you shudder, which in turn made him chuckle darkly. You were still frozen in place, your eyes wide.
“W-what are you doing? What’s gotten into you?” Your voice sounded breathless and weak. He lifted his head and made eye contact with you once more.
“Y/n,” he murmured, tucking your hair behind your ear. He was watching your face under heavy lids. “I’m going to kiss you,” he whispered, his lips just centimeters from your own. Before you could say anything he pressed his mouth to yours, his hand leaving the door to grip the back of your neck firmly, the other hand resting on the small of your back.
For just a moment, you reciprocated. For a moment, you let yourself get lost in one of your fantasies, lost in the way he was pressing his body closer and closer to yours, seemingly desperate for your touch. When your hands tangled in his hair and tugged, he groaned into your mouth. Somehow, that sound brought you back into the present moment. You caught him off guard, shoving him off you and glaring at him. He took a step toward you, agitation clear on his face, but you jogged away, putting distance between you.
“Jeon Jungkook! What has gotten into you? Why.. why are you acting this way?” You’d regained some amount of sanity, assessing him from across the room. He stopped stalking towards you like some kind of predator, instead opting to rake his eyes all the way down your body. He started with your messy hair, moved down over your heaving chest, and stopped where your large black t-shirt met the top of your thighs. “Jungkook!” His dark gaze went back up to yours. “Care to tell me what yhe hell is going on?” He blinked a few times and then looked away from you, his jaw clenched.
He ran a hand over his face, groaning loudly. Without looking at you, he walked to the couch and sat down, still refusing to make eye contact. You took a moment to assess him, now that he wasn’t looking at you. Some of his hair was stuck to his sweaty forehead, the same sweat that made his black, silky button up shirt cling to his muscular frame in the best way imaginable. Of course this was tucked into skin tight black jeans. Those were the only pants he seemed to own, ones that accentuated his muscular thighs. Bringing it all together, a pair of black combat boots. You tried to remember when he started wearing all black all the time, but you couldn’t. It wasn’t an issue though, because he looked good enough to eat.
Shaking your head, you started to make your way over to him. As soon as your legs began moving, his head turned towards you and he frowned, stopping you in your tracks.
“Go put some pants on, please,” he said in a gravelly tone.
“Oh… right. Okay,” you mumbled, turning and rushing out of the room. “What the fuuuuuuck,” you whispered once your door was shut behind you. Your hands were a little shaky as you slid on some leggings, taking a deep breath before returning to the living room. Jungkook was like a statue, staring straight ahead with his hands in his lap. You sat beside him, giving him about a foot of space between you. “So, erm,” you began awkwardly, unsure of where to look. “You said there was something you wanted to talk about?”
He didn’t respond, instead he continued to stare straight ahead, refusing to acknowledge you. You shifted towards him, placing a hand on his thigh to draw his attention to you. He went rigid, his eyes going down to your hand. He stared at it, and you stared at him, thoroughly confused.
“Jungko-” He grabbed your wrist with one hand, using the other to push you down into the couch. He brought your other wrist above your head, holding them there with one hand and using his other arm to hold himself above you. His body was pressed against yours and the air was thick with tension as he stared down at your flushed face. That’s when he unexpectedly let out a loud whine, pushing his face back into your neck.
“Why are you doing this to me?” He murmured into your neck, sounding defeated. He was quiet for a moment, just breathing. Then you felt his tongue on your neck, working in small circles. Then his teeth, nipping gently. When he bit a certain spot you let out a small moan, your body arching up into his. He pulled back to grin at you. “Who knew you were so responsive, Y/n?”
“Shut up and let go of my arms,” you grumbled, pinching his arm as soon as your hands were free. He only laughed, moving back into your neck. You didn’t stop to think about the repercussions of your actions as you slid one hand into his hair, the other onto his arm to grip his bicep. When your nails dug into his arm he moaned, the sound making your lace underwear grow damp with arousal. He froze for just a second, taking a deep breath and shuddering against you. You moved so that your legs were on either side of his, the hem of his jeans pressing against your core. On your thigh you felt his hard length, so you teased him by lifting your hips up to press against his.
“Y/n-ah,” he groaned out your name. Your plan to tease him backfired when he began dry humping you with slow, hard thrusts against your core. You gasped loudly before your mouth was covered with his own, working hotly against your lips. His tongue was in your mouth, roughly exploring before tangling against yours wildly. The kiss was animalistic, with him pressing into you as close as he could, his hips rocking in tiny thrusts, just enough to stimulate your clit. To say he had thoroughly wrecked you would be an understatement.
“J-Jungkook,” you mumbled, separating your lips and turning away from his face to try and break away for a moment. He only moved back to your neck, one hand coming up to play with your sensitive chest through your t shirt. He pinched one of the sensitive buds, thrusting against you particularly roughly at the same time. “Fuck! Jungkook, please,” you yelled out before remembering why you broke away from him in the first place. “Wait.” He stopped on your command, looking at you with hooded eyes. “Let’s go to the bedroom.” He smirked, not saying anything in return as he stood up. You let out a squeal as you felt yourself lifted into the air and thrown over his shoulder.
“I’ve never told you this, but I’ve thought it many times. You have a fantastic ass,” he said, slapping it on the way to your room. He tossed you onto the bed like you weighed nothing, beginning to unbutton his shirt. “Strip,” he ordered, snapping you out of your stare that was fixed on his muscular abdomen. You made quick work of lifting your shirt above your head and lying back to wiggle out of your leggings. As soon as you tossed your panties away he was on you again, running his hands over any part of you he could reach. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do this? You smell so fucking good right now. I want to eat you up… but that’ll have to wait for another time,” he growled in your ear, sliding off of you and flipping you onto your side.
Jungkook had always been extra gentle with you, this side of your friend was totally new to you. He just tossed you however he liked, moving you to fit his needs. He was behind you, lifting one of your legs up and resting it over his own. To be honest, you’d never been in this position, his chest flush to your back, his breath hot in your ear. You were totally exposed, breath coming in quick gasps.
“Are you ready for me?” His voice was a whisper, one hand running from the knee that was propped up on his legs to your inner thigh, pausing before moving where you needed him most. “So wet, just for me.” He rubbed your clit in slow circles, reveling in the way you groaned out his name. “You were already wet when I got here, I could smell it.” Smell it? You were confused, but before you could voice your question he continued. “Why? Weren’t you sleeping?”
“I- I was dreaming,” you managed to get out, your hips trying to push forward into his hand. You shut your eyes tight, embarrassed at the words leaving your mouth. “I was dreaming about you- about your mouth- Jungkook please!” He was moving his hand faster, pressing his hard cock against your ass, trying to find some kind of friction. “I need you inside me, please,” you moaned out and he froze, removing his hand from your clit.
He grabbed his erection and you felt him pump it a few times before sliding it up against your slit, the head resting against your clit. He was teasing you.
“What did you say you wanted? I didn’t hear you.”
“You- your cock inside me. Please, Jungkook. Don’t tease me. I need you so badly.” You were on the verge of tears. Your words had some affect on him because he stopped all movement, then his hand went back to his dick, lining it up with your entrance. He pushed in slowly, moaning loudly at the sensation. Your breath was caught in your throat, the pleasure overwhelming. “Oh, Kookie.”
“Fuck, y/n. You’re so tight,” he whined, moving slowly, letting you get used to his size. He was filling you up perfectly, and you felt each slow thrust down to your toes. He started to speed up, his mouth going back to your ear. “Is it good? Is this what you want?”
“Yes, Jungkook. S-so good.” His forearm pressed against your thigh, holding you in place, and you felt his hand sliding down from your belly, over your mound, before pressing two fingers against your clit. You yelled out his name, making him grunt and move faster. The way he was pounding into you was jarring your body, creating friction where his hand was pressing down on you. “It’s too much- I- ah!” He started thrusting into you ever faster, his breath hot on your ear.
“Are you close? Do you want to come all over my cock?” You let out a loud moan, nodding. His other arm that had been under you began to move, coming around so that his hand was on your neck. He started to squeeze lightly, constricting your air flow. You were jerking wildly agsinst him, the pleasure too much to handle. Jungkook gripped your neck tighter and you closed your eyes, something inside you snapping.
Your orgasm rocked through you and you let out a silent scream, Jungkook still pounding into you. Your walls clenched his cock over and over as you rode out your orgasm. When he released your neck you gasped for air, seeing stars. He pulled out of you, climbing over you and flipping you onto your back. You watched in a daze and he pumped himself with quick strokes, occasionally digging his thumb into the tip.
“Spread your legs, let me see you.” You just nodded, spreading your thighs so he could see the mess he’d made of you. “Oh, fuck. Fuck!” His eyes rolled back into his head and you sat up quickly, swatting his hand away and taking him into your mouth. “Jesus, y/n! Just like that,” he moaned, grabbing a fist full of your hair and thrusting into your mouth. Tears started falling from your eyes and you gagged, but you ignored the pain and focused on your breathing. He came hard, rocking his hips into your abused throat. You swallowed the bitter, salty liquid as it shot out. He finally pulled out and bent down, pulling you into a sweet kiss. “Wow.”
He pulled you down onto the bed with him, pulling you into his chest.
“We need to get cleaned up,” he murmured, but your eyes were alrwady closed.
Jungkook shook you awake, and you opened your eyes, shutting them immediately and groaning at the bright light. You heard him curse and then gently push you off him. He got up off the bed and you opened your eyes and smiled at the sight of him getting dressed. Something was wrong, though. Your smile slipped away as you noticed his body language and his angry muttering.
“Kookie? What’s wrong?” You wrapped the bedsheet around you, standing up and walking behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder. He shoved it away angrily. “Jungkook?”
“How could I have done something so stupid? I can’t stop fucking up. All I do is make mistakes,” he grunted angrily. He buttoned his shirt and turned to face you. “Why did I do it? I’m such an idiot.”
To say you felt hurt by his words would be an understatement. A mistake? Stupid? You turned away when you felt tears gathering in your eyes. He called to you but you ignored him, picking up your clothes and getting dressed in the bathroom. A few tears slipped out and you took a deep breath, wiping them away. He was standing where you left him, looking utterly miserable beside the bed.
“I want you to leave Jungkook.” You wouldn’t look at him.
“Leave? Why? I still need to talk to you.” He sounded confused but you didn’t bother to explain, instead pushing him backwards, making him almost lose his footing.
“Just go. I get it. You made a mistake. It was stupid. Now leave. I don’t want to look at your face.” You’d started to cry. “Damn it. Just go.”
“Wait! That’s not-”
“Get out, Jungkook!” You were almost screeching. It was silent for a few seconds.
“Fucking fine. I’ll go. But we’re not done here,” Jungkook said angrily. He spun on his heel, slamming your front door on his way out.
You took a deep breath, sitting down on your bed with a sigh. The crying started slowly, progressing into violent sobs that racked your frame. How the fuck had you let this happen?
…should I do a part 2? I want to… I want it to have more werewolf-y stuff in it
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characters: jaebum x reader ➵
genre: smut ➵ wc: 4080 ➵
summary: jaebum is jealous. and for no good reason. ➵ author’s note: okay, first of all, this isn’t your typical “the guy is jealous so he has to whisk you away from another guy just to prove to you who you belong to” scenario. no. this is a “you’re a dumbass for being jealous when the only person i want is you. now kiss me.” as from the reader’s perspective. so it’s jaebum getting called out… if that makes sense… i did say this’d be up before the end of the weekend. still got more to come. ➵masterlist ➵ disclaimer