but seriously just look at the curve from his waist to his thighs

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A NIGHT AT HOME | TAEHYUNG VERSION

WORD COUNT: 3,112

warnings: graphic smut, dirty talk, spanking, slight exhibitionism, squirting

Originally posted by jitonic

masterlist | ask | song 


“Y/N? Are you listening to anything I’m saying?” Taehyung uttered under his breath, dumbfounded that you were daydreaming once again, a reoccurring phenomenon apparently.

“Mm?” You looked up from your plate, eyes immediately locking with his brown feline-like orbs. The contours of his face seemed sharper than usual, which saying something as your boyfriend had a jawline sharp enough to kill a man; he probably thought you were ignoring him.

The two of you were sat comfortably at the dining table, having just eaten dinner. You met Taehyung by accident three years ago in a movie theatre, he saw your sky blue jumper and assumed you worked there, giving that it was a similar colour to the uniform employees wore. As soon as you turned to face him he became overwhelmed by your beauty, and by his impending embarrassment. He apologised profusely and bought your ticket, writing his number on the back of the small piece of paper.

Calling him that night was the best decision you ever made.

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Believer - Bughead Fic

[A/N: The aftermath of that scene, smuttiness because we all needed it, this is only my second Bughead fic so I’m still finding their voices a little so please bear with me! The song used below is the song from that very scene, it only seemed right. Only briefly proof-read but I will probably go back sometime later tonight and fix any errors I’ve missed, hopefully not too many but I did make the decision to swap tenses halfway through writing this.]


I was broken from a young age
Taking my sulking to the masses
Writing my poems for the few
That looked at me, took to me, shook to me, feeling me
Singing from heartache from the pain
Take up my message from the veins
Speaking my lesson from the brain
Seeing the beauty through the…

-Imagine Dragons - Believer


The worn leather nestles itself warmly against his neck, fingertips grazing against the frayed polyester cuffs and the smell of faded cigarettes and liquor envelope the air around him.

‘Juggie-’ Her voice wavers with uncertainty, the small smile that had crept its way into the corners of his mouth falls in an instant. 

Betty.

Sorry kid, I didn’t realise you had a lady-friend over.’ The broad Serpent chuckles throatily. 

‘Uh, Betty-’ he offers lamely with an outstretched arm to the door, ‘my girlfriend.’

The Serpents in unison stretch to peer around the door, meekly Betty remains hidden, her slender fingers with periwinkle polish grasping firmly at the edge of the door with knuckles turning white.

‘My-my,’ smirks the leader of the pack, ‘don’t you just paint a familiar picture.’

Betty steps back cautiously as the larger man strains to get a better look, instinctively Jughead’s arm raises against the door-frame offering the bearded man a stern look. Taking a step back he rocks on the heels of his feet, his own hands raised in surrender and a curious gaze playing on his features.

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Sharing (Jungkook and Hoseok threesome)

Originally posted by queen-jinnie

Description: Hoseok reveals his fantasy of sharing you with another man for a night and Jungkook seems to be the perfect candidate.

Basically: Hella dirty smut where Hoseok conducts his kinky fantasies with you and Jungkook.

Pairings: Hoseok x You x Jungkook

Genre: Smut, angst

This fic contains: Explicit smut, cum play, vulgar and demeaning words, threesomes, oral, bad language, just kinkiness in general, Jungkook being hot and Hoseok being hot.

A/N: This is technically part 2 to Wanted, but you don’t need to read that to read this, it just gives you more insight into Jungkook’s feelings. 

Also, it’s done! @hobitaki and @notjhope

A threesome? The thought had never crossed your mind- not since you started dating Hoseok. You know your boyfriend is kinky. Fuck he’s kinky. But still, you sat there, perplexed as you forced a neutral tone that chapped at your lips.

“A threesome?” He nods, smiling at you patiently. “With another man?” Your calm expression cracks as you ask the question, making him chuckle- a sound that could convince you to do nearly anything.

“Yes, with a man.” He says gently, reaching forward and resting his head in his palm to look at you, sitting opposite him, with a confusing admiration- like a lovesick puppy. His other hand covers yours, giving it a squeeze. “Just say no if you want, you don’t need to hesitate on my behalf. I understand if the idea is a bit… strange to you.”

“It’s not a strange idea.” You say quickly, dismissing that as the reason you’re weary.

A waiter walks up next to your table, halting you from asking your next question. Hoseok smiles at you mischievously, knowing the blush on your face was placed there simply because of the man bringing you your coffees arrival while you were having a conversation about threesomes. You muster a ‘thank you’, turning back to your sly smiled boyfriend with an unintentional frown.

“What was I saying?” You question, taking a sip of your coffee.

“I don’t know, babe. You seem a bit flustered.” He says cockily.

As much as you deny it, he knows how attractive you find him when he gets like this. You scoff at him, nearly spitting out your coffee. He laughs unbelievingly at you, one of his hands suddenly sneaking onto your knee under the table.

He leans in, making you fold and lean in as well, without even realizing it until his breath is on your nose, making your cheeks even hotter.

“Are you like this because of the thought of me sharing you with another man?”

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Protective

Happy Smut Appreciation Day!

Summary: It all starts as a way to piss off Dean…

warnings: Cas x Reader, unprotected sex, grace!kink, oral sex (male receiving)

word count: ~2500


The four of you had just finished a hunt and decided to celebrate by going out to the local bar, have a few beers, and play some pool.

That was all well and good, until your two on two (you and Sam vs Dean and Castiel) game of pool had been interrupted by some blonde skank catching Dean’s eye.  You were now perched at a high top table, nursing a beer and seething.

So what?  You didn’t necessarily like Dean that way, but it still pissed you off when he ditched you and the boys for no good reason.  The feeling of jealousy and anger came from the fact that at the end of the day, these boys were yours. Dean, Sam, Cas – they were all you had, and you never wanted anyone to take that away from you.

Yeah, you could be a selfish bitch, but whatever.

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Mistakes

Genre: Angsty smut

Member: D.O (FINALLY)

Words: 1,309

A/N: This was supposed to be based on Shameless by The Weeknd but I changed my mind so it kind of is based on it. I’m tired af so I haven’t proofread😬


Originally posted by kyungsuhos

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Fake

Part 2

Pairing: EXO Baekhyun X Reader

Genre: Angst kinda and fake fluff

Word Count: 1311

A/N I’ve decided I’m going to do this in parts. It’s just easier and otherwise it’ll end up pretty long. Requests for part 2?

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“Please,” Baekhyun begged.

“No, Baekhyun. The whole idea’s ridiculous,” you snapped. The two of you were sitting on Baekhyun’s double bed in his room, gripping video game controllers with eyes glued to the screen. The pause screen suddenly blared up on the screen. You sighed and turned to face your friend.

Please, Y/N,” he tried again. Baekhyun had proposed the idea of using you as a ‘fake girlfriend’ so he could make some other girl jealous, with an end result of attracting her. The two of you were good friends, but he clearly had no idea quite how much Baekhyun meant to you. In your eyes, he was more than a friend.

“You seriously invited me over to play video games and watch movies to then sugar coat the fact you want me to pose as your girlfriend for some other random girl? I won’t do it. We’re not in some stupid reality show.” You uncrossed your legs and dropped the controller on his bed, standing up.

“Well when you put it like that… Please, I’ll do anything. You’ll have my life eternally in your debt,” Baekhyun pleaded.

“You’re crazy,” you muttered, stepping out his room and shutting the door behind you. The two of you rarely fought, but surely your feelings for him had triggered the outburst towards him. You couldn’t help the jealousy bubbling inside you.

Just as you had the front door of his apartment open, you stopped. You loathed the fact that you were creating drama in your friendship. Deep down, all you wanted was to please Baekhyun. With a groan at your defeat, you spun around and made your way back towards Baekhyun’s room. You opened his door and leaned against the frame. Baekhyun looked up at you.

“Fine. I’ll do it.” He grinned.


You threw a hoodie on and turned to Baekhyun who was sitting atop your bed and studying your outfit choice, a hand resting on his chin.

“Right, let’s go and get this over with,” you sighed, reaching for your phone.

“Hmm…” Baekhyun hummed.

“What?”

“Maybe something a little… Skimpier?” You gawked at him. “More revealing?” Was he serious?

“Baekhyun, I agreed to do this whole crazy scenario for you. If I want to wear a hoodie and jeans, I’m going to wear a damn hoodie and jeans.”

“But –” he began to protest. “Don’t you want to outlook that girl?” He reeled you in. It’s as if he knew how you truly felt. You were silent for a few moments.

Fine.” God, the amount of times you’d given in to that boy. Drawing your hoodie off and then reaching to pull up your strap top, you stopped and began blushing.

“Oh – sorry.” Baekhyun pulled up a hand to cover his eyes, smiling. Being very aware that he was probably still peeking through his fingers, you turned around to remove your top. You made your way over to your closet and pulled out an off-the-shoulder top that clung to your waist and showed off your curves. It also seemed to enhance your collarbones nicely.  

“This?” you checked. Baekhyun pulled his hand away from his eyes and beamed.

“That’s better!” he exclaimed, clasping his hands together in excitement.

“Anything else you want me to completely change about myself to meet your standards?” you demanded.

“Nope! You look perfect.” You blushed again and had to look to the ground, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. You had to remind yourself that you were part of his little act to get another girl, you were simply his doll for the night. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t use the night as your chance to enjoy Baekhyun as if he were your significant other, no matter how much it would ruin you when he was no longer yours.

As the two of you departed the dorm, Baekhyun slipped his hand into yours.

“What are you doing?” you gasped.

“Couples tend to hold hands, believe it or not,” Baekhyun announced.

“Oh, right.” This could take some getting used to. “So, where are we going? How do you know where she’ll be at this hour?” It was dark outside.

“The library. She loves reading. How sweet is that?” Baekhyun grinned.

I like reading.” You pouted.

“Yeah, but…” He paused. “Yeah, I guess you do.”

The library was lit dimly; a gentle hum of computers whirring seemed to ease your nerves. This was your one night to have Baekhyun as your date, you were going to use the opportunity well. However, the idea that a few other students were dotted around the library, potentially watching, made you nervous.

“There she is.” Baekhyun pressed his lips to your ear and murmured. “Do something cute, act like we’re having a good time.” You shivered in anticipation to the feeling of his lips brushing against you. To his command, you brought a hand to your lips and faked a small giggle, before turning to look at him in awe. His eyes seemed to mirror yours. A soft smile played at his lips and he looked at you as if you were the most fascinating being in the whole universe. You wished he’d look at you like that all the time.

You caught the girl he had his eyes on look your way, her eyes wide. You took the opportunity and pulled Baekhyun towards you, your hands gripping his jacket. Your lips collided, his body tightening in shock but soon relaxing into the kiss. Your heart beat so hard in your chest you wondered if he could feel it against his own. He entwined his slender fingers into your hair, moaning into the kiss. You had never imagined your first kiss with Baekhyun would be like this; a stage.

You pulled back, gasping for air and pulling him down onto a particularly large bean bag at a perfect angle for the girl to catch glances at you. The two of you laughed, breathless and landing in a heap on each other. He adjusted himself and pulled you onto his lap. You spent the next while giggling at each other and peppering kisses over each other’s skin. His hands roamed your body, but you restricted your own hands to only his face and fluffy hair. You knew it would be purely teasing yourself otherwise.

Baekhyun let a finger trace shapes on your thigh. Your hair seemed to stand on end as he touched you. You couldn’t help the moan that escaped your lips and you locked eyes with Baekhyun, your face heating up again. It was completely accidental, but at the sound, the girl snapped her book shut and stood up. Her chair scraped patronisingly against the wooden floor.  

She began walking towards the two of you, her heels clicking as an agonisingly slow countdown to ending your moments in heaven with Baekhyun. You averted your gaze from his eyes, not letting yourself witness them light up when she approached the two of you. She leant her weight on one foot, a hand resting on her hip.

“Excuse me, I don’t think the library is the right place for that,” She sneered. Almost instantly, you swung your legs off your no longer pretend boyfriend, stood up untidily and straightened out your clothes. Your head was still in a daze, as if Baekhyun had left an effect on you like alcohol. You could only take so much before you’d had enough. Without another word, you left out the large glass doors. Your work was over now, you were no longer needed.

Bitterly wishing Baekhyun good luck, you returned to your dorm alone.

Three Times Mulder and Scully Got Caught and One Time They Didn’t Care -- Part 3

Part 1

Part 2

Rating: Explicit

AN: This was a very fun part to write! All of my love and gratitude to @piecesofscully for the lightning fast beta and just for being an all around wonderful person.

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“God, Mulder, you really need to stop that.”

“Mmmm stop what?” Mulder asked as he continued to wind his tongue around her earlobe, his teeth gently tugging at her earring.

Scully closed her eyes, the hotel keycard missing the lock entirely as she leaned back into his chest, reveling at the feeling of his tongue in her ear and his hands pawing at her breasts. “You know exactly what you are doing, Agent Mulder. I’m having enough trouble with this key as it is, I really don’t need you doing, oh Jesus, that.”

He popped the top button of her shirt open as he leaned down and whispered a gentle laugh into her cheek. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you polish off that much champagne, Agent Scully. As the acting supervisor of The X-Files division I have to say, I am highly disappointed.”

Giving up on the door, she dropped the keycard to the floor before reaching behind her.

“Hmmm, that certainly doesn’t feel like disappointment, and besides, Special Agent Fox Mulder, FBI,” she sassed as she turned around and wound her arms around his neck putting her lips against his, “We are not currently on duty. A fact that I plan on continuing to celebrate with more alcohol and more you.” Scully punctuated her statement with a slow lick of his bottom lip.

“Oh, Scully, I don’t know.” He bent down to pick the card up off the floor, dragging his hands across the curves and planes of her body as he straightened back up. “Your level of inebriation is a cause of concern.” Mulder finally unlocked the door and held it open with an outstretched arm.

Scully lifted her eyebrow and her eyes to Mulder as she was forced to walk under his arm. “Seriously? Mulder, I might be a little tipsy, but I assure you, the keycard wasn’t working right. I am in no way drunk.”

After making sure the “Do Not Disturb” door hanger was firmly in place, he shut the door, flipped the lock and turned to her.  His eyes moved across her body languidly, taking their time to take in all of her before answering, “That is exactly why I am concerned.” Mulder crossed to the minibar, taking out tiny bottle after tiny bottle. “This is one, full, case-free, duty-free, FBI-free, weekend. Just you and me, Scully.”

Scully perched on the foot of the large king-sized bed and toed off her high heels, the shoes thumping to the carpet. “How did you manage to swing this, Mulder? How were you able to slide under Skinner’s radar? I thought for sure he would have us on another case this weekend.”

Ceasing his minibar raid, Mulder turned to her with a smirk. “Well, I may or may not have implied that we would be swamped with a backlog of purchase requisitions that need to be processed before being sent over to accounting –”

“Not entirely false.” Scully interrupted.

“And Skinner just so happens to be at a director’s conference all weekend, so there is no chance we are going to be called away on a case,” he explained, his smirk evolving into full-fledged smile. “Pick your poison, Scully.”

Toying with the buttons of her blouse she looked at him through her lashes before replying, “What do you think, Mulder?”

He sat back on his heels and regarded her, staring at her for a beat before answering. “You seem like a strictly wine and champagne girl. Maybe the occasional beer.”

“What would you do if I requested that bottle of Patrón in your hand?”

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Bonus Round

Originally posted by scaredful

Note:  This was so much fun to write because Hoseok is the best.  Also this took forever because I had about 1.6k words of backstory that I just cut because… it took Forever to link everything.  Also this is inspired by semi-true-ish events so… yeah.  Graciously edited by the wonderful @sugaredmarbles.

EDIT: @sugaredmarbles just fixed my title too because she’s amazing.

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader
Rating: NC17
Genre: Smut  
Warnings: public sex, alcohol-fueled sex, dirty talk, pregnancy mention, unsanitary activity 
Word Count: 3547

[Mini-Masterlist]

Summary:  You’ve harbored a crush on Jung Hoseok ever since high school, and you had even decided on attending a performing arts university because he was going there.  You had almost been content with admiring him from afar, but he’s enlisting soon.  And this is how you confess to him.

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“Have you confessed to Hoseok yet?”  

Namjoon’s question over 2AM coffee makes him the third person to ask you today.  

The first person to ask you had been Taehyung, a fellow theatre arts major.  (”You need to nab him before he enlists,” he had lectured.  “If everyone knows he has a girlfriend, they’re not going to pester him as much about going to… massage parlors…”) 

The second person to ask you had been Jungkook, a once-shy underclassman you had taken under your wing until he switched majors after seeing Hoseok dance.  Traitor.  Not that you necessarily blamed him.  (”You should just tell him because he’s leaving regardless.  If it doesn’t work out, you won’t have to see him again.”  Jungkook had always been blunt.)  

And Namjoon now makes three.  

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3 | No Escape

Genre: Apocalypse AU / Fluff / Angst / Future Smut

Paring: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 2,468

Warnings: Mentions of blood and dead bodies, gory, pov switching

“You’re going to be very quiet for me, you got that?”

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ILYSB

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid


Pairing: Jungkook/reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: He fell in love with you over and over again, day after day, in every way he ever knew he could.

Author’s note: Okay, but like LANY is too good. Anywho, quick little blurb and such. I’m almost at 100 follower, ain’t that cool? What should I do when I reach 100? Let me know in my request box!

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The Detective, The Writer, His Ex, and Their Darling Daughter

by mldrgrl
Rating: NC-17
Summary:  Continuing in the adventures of Hank and Stella, the unlikely duo spend a weekend in Connecticut…at Karen’s.
Note: This will probably not make much sense without reading the rest of the stories in the series.  I will add the links to each part at the end of this story.


July was probably the worst time to come to New York, but it fit into both of their schedules.  Heat, humidity, summer tourists.  All things both Stella and Hank would have rather avoided.  They landed at JFK at 8pm EST and waited in the sweltering taxi stand for over half an hour amongst throngs of tired and impatient travelers for a ride into the city.  All Stella wanted by the time they arrived at Hank’s loft, was a cool shower and a soft bed.

Stella knew that Hank was tired as well by the simple fact that he made no attempt to invade her shower.  She left her hair wet, knowing it would be wild and untamed in the morning, but all she’d wanted was to get the stink of jet fuel and sweat off of her before she headed to bed.  Hank had already crashed, sprawled on the bed in his underwear with the sheets kicked away.  She slipped on a pair of panties and a loose, cropped camisole and joined him, falling quickly asleep to the metronomic click of the ceiling fan.

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You Are My Song (Pt. 3)

Originally posted by babywoon

Summary: You meet Kihyun in psychology class and can’t stand him.  Outside of class is a different story.

Disclaimer: All of the things mentioned in this story are all works of fiction and have been made up by me, the author.  I did not intend to make anything based on real life, and any coincidences to real life are purely coincidences.

Members: Kihyun x Reader

Rating: R/Smut

Length: 3,349 words

Notes: Y/BF/N = Your best friend’s name

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This Life

requested: Hi! I read your Tae scenario and loved it! I wanted to request a Jungkook rainy day type of fluff? Lol like he and his gf just stay in on a rainy day and chillax and play around 😃

Genre: fluff 

Word count: 1.7k

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid


*squish squeak squish squeak*

Your shoes were sopping wet and the inevitable noise coming from them was agitating you even more as you walked down the hallway to your apartment. You reached into your bag trying to find your key to finally get inside and relax, but the sudden pool of water you felt at the bottom distracted you. “UGH OH MY GOD.” You yelled.

Jungkook was on the other side of the door, sitting on your couch and playing video games. He jumped at the sudden screams coming from outside the apartment and dropped his controller. Gosh he was startled, not many people yell so loud in apartment buildings. His eyes opened wide once recognizing your voice and ran to open the door and check if you were alright. You weren’t one to be so disruptive.

In a matter of seconds after you let out your anger verbally the door in front of you swung open and your boyfriend with wide eyes started questioning you immediately.
          “Y/n! What’s wrong?! Why’d you yell? Why are you soaking wet?!? Did someone do this to you? Why-”
    You let out a sigh as he was speaking. He calmed down and quieted himself. “No, I’m ok Jungkook.” You responded
You stepped forward and he stepped aside to let you into your shared apartment.
          Jungkook, still watching you wanting to know why you were in this state, stood silently. His eyes following your figure as you walked straight into the kitchen and to the sink. First, you took off your shoes. Wet shoes was one of your most hated feelings. After dumping the water out of them you did the same to your purse, after plugging the drain so nothing falls down the pipe.
      Damn. That’s all that was running through Jungkooks mind. How the hell is so much water coming out? He didn’t know that was scientifically possible.
             Finally, you ringed out your hair, bent over the sink so you wouldn’t ruin your wood floors.

“…so?” He questioned

“I wanted to walk to the food market today since we needed more produce and the weather seemed so nice. I was half way there, and you know how far it is, when it started raining so hard. It didn’t even look like it would rain. It’s like the grey clouds appeared out of no where!” You huffed. He went a few seconds without showing response. “It’s raining?” He asked confused.
You walked over to the window and swung open the curtains. He always closed them when he was gaming, it was his cave in a way. “Jungkook, it’s pouring.” He was appalled at the sight of the harsh amount of droplets being let down from the sky.
You proceeded to the bedroom to get changed into dry clothes. And warm ones. You were freezing by now.
He followed you a few feet behind, “yes, I do know how far it is, we always take the subway, why would you walk there baby?”
“I didn’t think it would rain and I wanted to be outside so I didn’t mind the distance..” you sulked and pulled off all your wet clothes clinging to your skin.
Jungkook left you to yourself for privacy while doing so. He yelled down the hall as he was almost back in the living room, “do you want hot tea or anything?”
“No it’s ok babe I’ll make it,” you hollered back.

A few minutes later, you exited your room with your pajamas on… even if it was only 2 pm. The coziest pants you could find and a soft t shirt (which happened to be Jungkooks but he let you claim it as yours a long time ago. He thought it was cute on you) and some fuzzy socks. You boiled the water in the electric kettle on the kitchen counter and made your way to the couch where jungkook continued his game. He was sitting with his legs apart, leaning forward when all of a sudden you blocked his vision and knelt down to make your next action easier. You then scooted in between his legs. There wasn’t much room on the couch between his thighs but you didn’t care because the only thing you wanted right now was the warmth of his body enveloping around your frame. Bringing your knees up to your chest you cozied into his torso and he scooted backward so you would have more room. The contact of soft skin from his lips on the nape of your neck made you even more at ease. You leaned your head back onto his shoulder so you wouldn’t block his view. He nuzzled into your neck once again, not leaving his eyes from the screen. “Who are you playing with” you asked
“Yugyeom, Bam Bam, Tae and Hongbin. Heechul left before you got home.”
“Why don’t you have your headset on then?”
“Because I’m with you y/n. I’m gonna get off once this match ends so I can cuddle my babygirl.” He said and he sent little pecks up to your ear while he was still nuzzled against you.
      Affection like this always made you giggle, it was such a precious thing. And he loved your giggles, so he only continued.

He put down his controller on the cushion next to him and snakes his arms around your stomach to give you a little bear hug. 

                                                *beep*

“Ahhh,” you frowned. The water was ready to be poured. Why couldn’t it have waited a little longer. You just wanted to stay in your boyfriends arms. “I don’t wanna get up” you whined, “but I really want tea,”
“I have a solution.” He held your waist and guided you to stand up while he did the same. Once standing, he turned you around so you were facing each other, only a few inches apart.

“Jump.” He said
“What?”
“Jump on me, I’ll carry you over.”

You did as he said, jumping onto his torso, latching your arms around his neck and your legs around his back. Like a piggy back ride, only in front. He place one hand on your lower back and one under your butt for support. As he walked over to the kitchen and grabbed a mug out of the cabinet, he requested, “tell me what to do, you just hang on to me jagi.”
“Yes sir.” You playfully responded to his stern spoken words.
After telling him what tea bags to use, how much honey and milk you liked, he carried the cup of tea back to the living room and you sprung off of him landing on the couch flopping at the impact. He chuckled. “Aww your game ended. Sorry Jungkook.” You said sitting up.
              “It’s alright, I like you better.” He winked. He sat down next to you and put on the TV. Subconiously he raised the glass with your tea and put it to his lips. “Yah!! That’s mine!” You sounded like a little kid. So smol and cute when your angry. You reached for the cup but being the teaser your boyfriend was, he leaned far away from you and held the tea up in the air. There was no way you could reach it. That little meanie always teasing you. “Jungooook-ahh” your voice was raised and eyebrows furrowed. He gave you his signature bunny smile, all his teeth showing.
     You felt the warmth spread through your body. Every time he smiled like that you just fell more in love w him. You forgot all about the tea, only able to remember what a blessing this life was, how much things like this meant to you. How much he meant to you. In only what felt like a second to him you wrapped your arms around him and put your head in his chest. The scent of him made you try to snuggle into his chest more.
                Just a moment ago you were “mad” at him. You had your nose scrunched and you just wanted your tea. Now you couldn’t be closer to him. It psychically wasn’t possible. He was puzzled. But he didn’t mind it. He loved it actually. He softly placed the mug down on the coffee table and leaned back to the right so you two could lay down. He pulled you up closer to his face and you poked your head up to look at him, hands resting on his chest. He was looking back at you.

“Fuck I’m so in love with you.” He cheekily smiled.    “Well it’d kinda be awkward if you didn’t considering we live together.” You teased

He chuckled at your words before responding, “yeah yeah but seriously, I’m so incredibly lucky to have you. I love you y/n. So much.”
“I love you too jungkook.” You softly said back.

He pulled his head up to kiss your forehead before you both put your heads down. His was on the arm rest of the sofa and yours was right under his collarbones. His heart was right under you. You could hear the steady beat of his body and it made your life comfortable. He hand his hands towards the curve of your back and would draw insignificant patterns with his fingers from time to time. It all put you in a trance.
It felt like a dream, and maybe it was, but you didn’t want to wake up from it yet.

             You were tired. Being so tense earlier and walking all that way in the rain exhausted you. Sleepy was how you felt. And sleepy you looked.
“Go to sleep baby” he whispered to you
“Will you meet me in my dreams? I don’t wanna fall asleep yet if I stop getting to look at your face right now.” You said, sounding like a little kid because of your half awake state. You said such cheesy things when tired.
He smiled to himself, “yes. I’ll never leave your side. Now rest my love. Sweet dreams.”

                And with the melody that came naturally through his voice, you closed your eyes, took one last deep inhale, and by the time the last of it was over you were sleeping soundly. And he soon followed you. As your minds connected in dream land your heart beats connected on the couch. Your own essences of time synchronizing, making everything feel more secure and as if your love would never fade away.

         This life. It was made for you two to share. So share it you shall.

anonymous asked:

DEMON SHAWN

OKAY I HAD TO MAKE A BULLETPOINT/IMAGINE BC THIS IS FASCINATING ME 

WARNING: DEMON SHAWN, PERSISTENT SHAWN, POSSESSIVE SHAWN, AGGRESSIVE SHAWN sociopathic (not really) Shawn??? BASICALLY THE OPPOSITE OF REAL SHAWN THIS IS AN IMAGINE I DO NOT CONDONE HIS BEHAVIOUR MEN SHOULD NOT BEHAVE LIKE THAT TOWARDS YOU IF THEY DO KICK THEM IN THE BALLS FOR ME THIS IS STILL ALL CONSENSUAL BECAUSE I WILL NEVER WRITE NON CONSENSUAL OR DUBIOUS CONSENT 

  • your friends had convinced you to go to this dodgy club  and you are already regretting it. Just looking at the door makes your skin crawl. but strength in number and all that so you go in. the heavy smell of leather, the spicy stinging scent of alcohol and the strong smell of human hit you as you walk into the dilapidated club. The heavy bass settles on your bones, vibrating through you.
  • You go to get a drink at the bar no way in hell can you survive this without alcohol. You get the distinct feeling that someone is watching you, it’s like you can feel their eyes on you, undressing you, touching your skin, a chill runs down your back. You turn your head, seeing a tall, dark man looking at you. His eyes. You could have sworn they were entirely black for a second… Must have been a trick of the light… 
  • He looks you up and down, a slow smirk spreading on his face, you raise your eyebrow as he continues to eye fuck you. He simply licks his lips and shrugs his shoulder before unhurriedly letting his eyes rest on your hips. You roll your eyes, returning to face the bar and downing two shots meant for your friends. Washing the burning alcohol down with coke you order three more shots for them.
  • You find your friends and hand them their shots, the alcohol finally working it’s way up to your brain, blurring the edges of your morality, a warm fuzzy feeling taking over. You and your friends start dancing, the sensual beat of the song making you close your eyes as you move with the rhythm. Letting it take you over, the feeling of hands running up and down your skin. You frown looking at your hips, no hands… you could have sworn? You turn to the bar… The dark eyed man is still looking at you.
  • You shake your head trying to get rid of the feeling of his hands on your skin. As the evening goes on and your friends were grinding on their respective flavours of the evening, You kept sometimes feeling possessive hands on your hips. Never going lower or higher, never doing anything except holding you. No one came close to you no one danced with you. Which was odd to say the least… you were wearing really tight clothes…
  • You go to the bar, the alcohol having left your body a while ago with all that dancing you did. You stumble slightly as as your balance is still off. Out of the corner of your eyes you see someone sitting down beside you again. The broad man is from before is sitting next to you, a cocky grin on his face that makes a chill run down your skin. 
  • “Hello darling.” he drawls. leaning closer to you. “Okay seriously? Can’t you bother someone else? I am not interested.” His lips curve slightly, as you storm past him. You don’t see how black seeps from his pupil turning them entirely black.
  • Back on the dance floor; hands wrap around your waist finally you have someone pressing their boner into your butt. Who would have thought you missed that sensation? You really want to have sex tonight.
  • Lips mouth at your neck, fingers dig into your hips, you tilt your head to the side more access for the searing lips biting your throat, sucking hickeys into your skin. They move you towards the bathroom, kissing up your jaw.
  • Pressing you against the wall of the dingy bathroom, you finally see their face. You let out a disbelieving laugh. “Hello again darling.” an amused smirk reveals pearly white teeth. “I can’t believe this.” you mutter as you bury your hands into his hair, kissing him. Messy, frantic, hungry, possessive. He bites your bottom lip, moving to your neck again leaving more hickeys. Muttering under his breath, “mine, mine, mine” 
  • “I’m Shawn.” “Y/N” you whisper breathlessly as he pulls off your pants.  “I know.” you think you hear him say, you must have misheard him… His hand wraps around your thigh pulling you up and against him, he unzips his pants pulling out his cock, fishing a condom out of his pocket sliding it on.
  • Grinding into you slowly, wanting to hear you pant. making you beg for his cock. making you plead for more. “Say my name.” He makes you say his name over and over again. Finally he slides into you, thick, long and you feel overwhelmingly full.
  • His hand wraps around your throat, pressing gently for a few seconds. Thrusting into you at a harsh unforgiving pace, making you say his name again. Leaving bruises on your thighs and hips, marking your chest with hickeys. His teeth nibble at your bottom lip, pulling on it. 
  • His teeth dig into the flesh of your neck, zings of pain racing down your spine. Your orgasm is his to give, he wants you to know that you are completely and utterly his. His alone. 
  • He brings you back to his apartment, lying you down on the bed, you smell like him. His pupils seep out again at the sheer pleasure of that thought.

OKAY THAT’S ALL FOR NOW FOLKS I’M RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS HIT ME UP WITH MORE IF YOU HAVE ANYMORE FANTASIES

Kitten (M)

Originally posted by minsecretsoul

**credit to original owner of gif  ヽ(^◇^*)/ 

pairing: yoongi x reader
word count: 3.2k
request: Hello, is it possible to do a yoongi dominant smut? With him being so serious but the moment he gets you in bed its all about hair pulling, handcuffing, hard spanking, being tied down and vice versa. And he ends up wanting more. Lol Thank you
a/n: okay so anon I didn’t know what you meant by wanting more or vice versa but I hope you like this. Also this is my first real Yoongi smut (surprising ik since I’m the biggest hoe for him)

⚠️ ~ smut warning ~ ⚠️

“So you’re back on tour next week?” You ask, looking up at the boy in front of you. Your hand traveled down his arm which was covered with his leather jacket, your eyes soon after falling to the empty space to your left where you knew Yoongi was lurking. He was somewhere, but you hadn’t seen him since he left you on your own to talk with Namjoon to one of the girl group leaders and you decided that revenge was a dish best served cold. “What countries are you going to?”

The boy, with red hair and really pretty eyes who you had quite easily forgotten the name of, smiled lazily and took a sip of his drink. He was in some group but honestly you had little concern to who he was or what he was doing here, you just wanted Yoongi to get a little bit angry. “All around Asia. We start in Shanghai, finish here in Seoul.”

“Shanghai is so pretty. I’d love to go one day,” you answer, gazing off into the distance again to try and spot Yoongi’s face or hair or something. His yellowish whiteish shirt was enough to catch your eye.

“Play your cards right and you might come as my plus one,” the boy told you. His sly wink caught you a little off guard and ultimately made you a little worried that you were taking this too far. How were you meant to play your cards right with someone you didn’t even know the name of?

“If I also play my cards right can I come? We’re not going to Shanghai for a while either and I miss it there,” Yoongi’s voice sounded, mostly from out of nowhere. When you felt his hand on your waist, his body moving next to yours in a slow manor, you sent a small prayer of thanks to whoever sent him to your rescue. The boy’s expression turned a little sour when he say Yoongi, but it didn’t seem to change Yoongi’s tone. “Come on, Chanyeol. Don’t you think we make a great pair?”

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get under the car.

Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk / Reader.

Genre: Fluff / Humour.

Summary: Today is supposed to be a peaceful day off, but when you find a pair of hands sticking out from underneath your car, it becomes all the more interesting.

Count: 2,400+ words.

Note: Adapted from my old story of the same name. Not much has changed, I just liked this piece and wished to repost it!


A day off is well needed after six shifts straight, alongside a whole lot of homework from lectures that have kept you up until the late hours of the evening. Or more so, into the earliest minutes of the morning. So when you notice that your Thursday is completely free of absolutely anything at all, the sight of the blank space on your calendar nearly brings a tear to your eye, and you decide it can be the perfect twenty-four hours to treat yourself, to at long last, kick back and relax. 

And what a lovely day it has been so far! You sleep in without any concern of an alarm, briefly waking only to roll over and drape yourself back into your sheets, welcoming another hour and a half of dreams. The sound of your roommate slamming the front door on her way out to one of her own tutorials has you decidedly getting up, taking your time to make toast, switching the kettle on to boil until you open the coffee jar and realise the dreaded fact that less than half a teaspoon of grains is found stuck to the bottom.

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Insecure Jungkook X Reader

Hey, guys, I have not posted anything for a quite long time, But here I am. 
I wrote this Jungkook smut under 10 minutes, and it’s really bad so I am sorry for any mistakes. Besides that, I hope you guys enjoy it :) 


                                                     2189 words

                                                   (Fluff, Smut)


Summary- Jungkook and you had been dating for quite some time, he wants to have the whole of you, but will your insecurities let him? Will you get over your insecurities and finally give your all to him? 


You and your boyfriend Jungkook had been dating for about a year now, you guys had a great relationship it was romantic and all, but you never had sex. You were still a virgin and he wasn’t, it’s not such a surprise anyway. Whenever you guys would come into the steamy mood you would end it by pushing him away.  

You were sitting on your bed just watching a movie, with your shorts and one of his shirts. You were so focused on watching your drama that you didn’t even notice jungkook coming in, he saw you with your shorts and his t-shirts thinking how cute you look.

- “Hey babe, I’m back. I see you look very hot in my t-shirt” 

Jungkook says finally giving your attention to him your face lit up when you saw him, you immediately stood up from your bed and ran up to hug him.

- “Kookie I didn’t notice you coming in I was really into this new drama that just came out. And the main character is so pretty!”

- “Whatever you say, but I am 100% sure she is not as pretty as you”

- “You flatter me too much.” 

Smiling widely you kissed him slowly making sure not to go deep and to give him expectations that you might not be able to fulfill. Jungkook still managed to hold onto your waist pulling you closer towards him and making the kiss deeper.

- “y/n, babe, please let me, I won’t hurt you. I promise I won’t leave you, I love you, I would never think of hurting you. Please, i really want you.”

Jungkook said between the kiss. 

You broke the kiss looking up at him, maybe it was time? You loved Jungkook and you knew he loved you, but the only thing that was bothering you was, well, you. Looking at the girls he is always surrounded with and then looking at you, you felt like you were a mouse compared to them. Their curves were beautiful, they were beautiful, they all were. Just looking at them made you feel so small, sometimes you end up wondering why Jungkook would pick you over everyone that was around him. 

You hadn’t noticed that you were day dreaming before Jungkook pulled you into a tight hug.

- “I’m sorry y/n. I-i didn’t mean to sound needy. I just want to feel like I have the whole of you and because I want you to know how much I love you and need you, I’m sorry it was a really stupid thing to as-” 

You interrupted him by kissing him even deeper making sure that your tongues were touching. I’m ready you though to yourself. Jungkook continued kissing you roaming his hands around your entire back moving both of you towards the bed he slowly dropped you on the soft mattress. Jungkook hovered over your overwhelmed form with love and hunger showing in his eyes.

- “Are you sure, I don’t want you to feel like you’re being forced. I want to be able to cherish how perfect of a human being you are and how much I love you. We don’t have to do this if you’re not ready” 

You looked up at him with the softest eyes he had ever seen, he immediately felt his stomach turn and flutter. You took his face into your soft hands bringing him close to your face. 

- “Trust me. I am sure. I want this. I trust you. And I love you.” 

You felt butterflies in your stomach, yes you were nervous, yes you felt a bit insecure but you loved him, and you were sure of that. Suddenly Jungkook started to feel just as nervous, yeah he’s not a virgin and he has had experience but he never loved anyone like this. The only thing he did was ‘fuck’ never was it ‘make love’. He felt so nervous he could feel his heart pounding so fast just like the first time he had seen you, the first time he had laid his eyes on you, his heart is beating just as fast. 

- “I love you y/n, I love you so much, I don’t know what deed I have done to deserve you.” 

You smiled widely. 

- “Your vocabulary has gotten very romantic kookie” 

He chuckled at your comment and how you can make a moment so special for him to be in.

-  “seriously. I love you. You’re perfect. So beautiful.” 

He said those words between kisses making you stomach flutter more. He started to kiss you deeper with every second of the minute, Jungkook put his palm on your hips making you come closer if that was even possible. You could feel Jungkook’s hard member on your clothed womanhood, making you wet. 

Not ever wanting to let your lips go because of how soft they were Jungkook had finally left your lips off of his slowly. 

He started to kiss and lick your jawline, you answered back by letting out a long and soft moan. Jungkook smirked onto your skin pleased with the reaction. 

- “Jungkook I love you”  

You moaned when you felt him grinding on you. 

- “I love you too” 

He said in a husky voice, Jungkook started to kiss the nape of your skin marking you as his.

 He got a hold of the hem of your white t-shirt and pulled it off of you, doing the same to his shirt. He threw both fabrics somewhere in the room, not getting a hold of what he was doing to you.
You just enjoyed him leaving love bites on your neck, moaning every time he would bite into your skin. He carefully took the edge of your black shorts pulling it off of your legs. You being so overwhelmed by the unfamiliar feeling became a moaning mess under him. Jungkook took a hold of your dark red laced bra and started unclipping the hooks. 
You loved the way his hands felt around you, how he was gripping your thighs and how he was touching every part of your exposed skin. 

Suddenly you felt the air hit your breasts when your bra was taken off of your form leaving your chest bare, you covered yourself up scared that he might not like what he is about to see. You felt insecure again, you never liked the way your body was shaped, you never thought your body was ‘wow’

-  “Why are you covering yourself?”

 Jungkook asked with soft eyes, you looked away from him, blushing.

- “I-I don’t know” 

He took a hold of your wrist and pinned them down beside your head, your eyes closing shut at the sudden move. Jungkooks eyes scanned your entire body, while nervousness started to wash over your nerves. 

- “W-what is wrong jungkook? Is there something wrong?”

 His eyes didn’t move, neither did his lips he was dead quiet. 
You felt like someone was about to rip apart your soul… he didn’t like what he saw, that’s what you thought. 

- “J-Jung K-kook, i-is there something wrong with me?” 

You’re still blushing about the foreign feeling, the feeling of being completely exposed in front of him. Concern still roaming in your veins because of him not moving nor saying anything.

-  “Shit. This is too overwhelming. This is too perfect. God, you’re too perfect.” 

Your closed eyes snap open at what he had said, making your insides twist and turn. Looking up at him with soft eyes, Jungkook’s face reached yours and he placed a gentle kiss on your lips and pecking your cheeks, moving on to kissing your lips hard yet lovingly.

- “I love you y/n, I love you so fucking much.” 

Jungkook shifted towards your nipple capturing it in his mouth, making your breath hitch. He tugged on your bud with his teeth and then licking it with his tongue. You were a moaning mess under him, you wanted to touch him so badly but he still had your wrists pinned to the side.

-  “J-jungkook.” 

He let your wrist go understanding what you wanted, once Jungkook lets your wrist loose from his hold you instantly touched him on the back, and pull him towards you. He kissed you immediately touching your sides, while you touched his broad back.

- “Tell me when you want to stop, okay?” 

You nod quietly smiling, he returned your smile with a grin making you loosen up a bit. 

Jungkook had started to kiss from your neck down to your chest to your stomach till his face was right in front of your entrance.
You could feel his breath on your womanhood, making you hiss in pleasure. Jungkook took the sides of your laced underwear and started to play around with them. He was kissing close to your entrance making you nervous. He slid your laced panties of off your long legs, making you feel more insecure.

 - “Jungkook, wait. Maybe-  Omg! Jungkook!” 

Your head snapped up when his tongue touched your entrance, making you wetter than you already were. Jungkook started to lick your slit up and down making your hand capture all his hair and tug on the strands, Jungkook hissed at the feeling slowly sending vibrations up your spine. He started to suck and softly tug on your clit, making you moan his name loud.

- “Fuck. Oh, my! Jungkook!” 

He licked your womanhood hard for the last time making you arch your back. - “Shit! Jungkook!”

 He reached up to your face kissing you hard and letting you taste yourself on his tongue. Jungkook took His pants and boxers off, letting you have a view of his hard member. You couldn’t help but stare at it, and low-key feel scared…that thing was big. He noticed your expression and came closer to your vulnerable form. Grabbing your cheeks and caressing it he put his head on yours, noses slightly brushing on top of each other. 

- “It’s okay y/n, it’ll only hurt for a bit, I’ll make sure to go slow, and babe if you want to stop just tell me okay?” 

You couldn’t help but smile at his sweetness, He smiled back. Both of you quietly giggle.

“I love you y/n”

“I love you too kookie”

Jungkook softly started to enter you, making your entrance sting because of the stretch. He started to go in deeper, making it hard for you to breath, It hurt, you could feel tears starting to roll down your cheeks. Jungkook had stopped, meaning that he was completely inside of you. 

- “Shh… I know baby, I know it hurts. It’ll be over soon, I promise.” 

You waited there for about a minute, sobbing into his chest, he kept throwing comforting words and giving your neck soft kisses trying to distract you from the pain.

- “Move.” 

He looked at you with big doe eyes, the once you always fall for, the once you love so dearly. 

- “Are you sure?” 

you nodded your head and repeating what you had said before 

- “move.” 

Jungkook slowly moved his hips making you wince in slight pain. He kissed you everywhere your skin was exposed to distract you from the foreign feeling in your womanhood. 

- “Oh, fuck. y/n Shit! You’re s-so F-fucking tight!” 

your breath hitched, the pain slowly turning to pleasure. 

“jungkook, f- faster please”

 He didn’t hesitate, and he immediately started to pump into you.
Both of you were so overwhelmed, finally being able to give all of your love to each other. You felt jungkook licking on your nipples, making you reach your high faster. 

- “G-god you’re so hot!” 

Jungkook scram while thrusting hard into you. 

After few hard thrusts, you came undone, you were a moaning mess, Jungkook drilled into you faster trying to get to his high. 

- “S-shit I’m soon there, y/n” 

Soon after few more deep and hard thrusts he too came undone, falling on your fragile form breathing hard into the crook of your neck. He rolled off of your panting form and brought you closer to him so that you two were hugging now. Both of you were smiling at each other quietly looking into the other’s eyes. Jungkook caressed your left cheek. 

- “How can a human being be so perfect?” 

He looked deep in your eyes while saying that, making you smile. 

- “I love you y/n”

 you hugged Jungkook tighter.

-  “I love you too kookie, I love you so much.” 

He kissed you passionately, a kiss that was full of love, full of affection. You dropped a slow tear getting emotional because of how beautiful jungkook is, and how special he is to you. Jungkook slowly kissed your tears away.

- “See you’re so perfect, that even your tears taste good” 

You both laughed at his remark. 

-  “I love you Jeon Jungkook”

-  “I love you y/n y/ln ” 

After talking and giggling to each other both of You slowly drifted to sleep. 

Originally posted by mayfifolle

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“You look beautiful tonight, Ms. Bane.” Jeffrey whispered against my throat before nipping gently at the shell of my ear. His rough, calloused fingers brushed against the curve of my hip as he pressed a soft kiss at my jaw.
 "And you’re awfully flattering, Mr. Morgan.“ My tone had too much of a gasp in it to be taken seriously and I could tell from the grin currently residing on his face that I was correct.
 "What brings you here tonight? I didn’t know you took an interest in the art showcases of our university.” He eventually took a step back, though slim, and buttoned one of his jacket cuffs.
 "I have an interest in everything this university takes a part in, Jeffrey. And that fact that my niece has requested my presence tonight made it especially important. I did not know you did, however, yet it makes my night a little more interesting knowing that you are here.“ I could play his word games for the entire night if needed, as long as it ended with us together like the first night I met him.
 The sound of his hips smacking into mine, molded perfectly to fit between my thighs, still sounded in my ears as I pictured his hands back around my throat and  laced through my hair. My heart thudded to a halt and my breath caught in my lungs as I felt him lean back into me, his frame almost completely covering mine.
 "I know you’re picturing my thick cock ramming into that pretty pussy, Ms. Bane, because your eyes have clouded and you’re chewing on your bottom lip. Just say the words, love, and I’ll take you right in the next room. I’ll pin you up against the wall and lick your wet cunt until you’re shaking and begging to cum then I’ll fuck you so very deep with my dick that you’ll feel me for a week. Is that what you want? For me to take the power you wield and use it for your own sexual release? Because I want to, baby, I just need you to say it.”
His hand curled around the front of my stomach and he pulled me ever so subtly to the back corner of the room, behind some trees and out of the way. My heart was racing as I looked around frantically, thinking someone saw us as his fingers slide up my ribcage and over my collarbone.
 "Please.“ It’s the only word I was able to muster but it was enough for him. Suddenly I was turned around so we were chest to chest, our noses brushing since my heels added 2 inches to my height, and I looked at him from underneath my long lashes. His eyes had darkened to an almost black and he was looking at me as if he could fuck me right there without a care in the world.
 "Not here, Mr. Morgan. For a later time.” The corners of his lips turned up into a smirk and he tugged me around the corner and into the first empty room. Before I could even muster up another cheeky response, Jeffrey had me pinned up against the closed door, our hips slotted together and both his hands laced through my thick locks of hair as he pressed hot kisses up my throat and jaw and finally to my eager lips.
 "Touch me, Leia, I know you want to.“ He snarled out the order to me, teeth biting down into my kiss-swollen bottom lip as his free hand trailed up my thigh and over my hip in a slow, torturous trail.
 "Yes, sir.” His reaction was instant: my legs were wrapped around his waist, heels locked so I would not fall, and he was grinding up into me with deliberate rolls of his hips and cock as his lips started teasing along the swell of my still-covered cleavage.
 "I’m going to fuck you just like this first, Leia. Every piece of us still covered besides your wet, leaking cunt  and my hard cock. Once you cum all over me, you’re going to get down on your pretty knees and take me down your throat until I’m cumming all over your swollen lips and tongue. And if you take it like a good girl, I’ll eat you out and keep you cumming until you beg me to stop.“
"Please.”
~~~~~~~~~
Jeffrey woke up from his dream, breath falling from his lips in soft pants as the pressure behind his zipper becomes too much to bear. He knows he shouldn’t have drifted to sleep at his desk but he couldn’t help himself, Amelia Bane hadn’t left his thoughts since that first night they were introduced and he has barely slept a wink since. With a sigh, he heaves himself to his feet and pads towards the bathroom, the only room in his house unoccupied by visiting family.
‘The only way to scratch an insatiable itch is to take care of it yourself.’ He thinks with a smirk as he folds himself into the bathtub and his hand slides down the front of his jeans, a sigh of relief leaving as his hand curls around the base of his leaking cock.

“Try Me” (M)

Masterlist

Member: Sehun from EXO

Genre: Smut (M), A little bit of angst

A/N: This is a scenario i had in mind for awhile and it’s inspired from the fic Talk Now by my favorite scenario blog @noonatrash so be sure to check them out they’re awesome!

Summary: You and Sehun have a strictly sexual booty call relationship and Sehun makes you submit to him a little too easily.


It’s been 2 weeks since you last spoke to Sehun. It felt good. It felt different. You’ve had some time to reflect on the way you handled things. “Never again” you mumbled to yourself, disgusted at your own behavior.  He made you feel so numb, to everything. He made you feel good but also so mad and you didn’t know how to handle a guy like him but you were hooked and there was nothing you could have done about it.

You were sitting at home on your bed, dim lights and the silence of the night coming through your window. Your phone screen lit up showing an unfamiliar phone number. You crooked your face to the side presenting a confused expression. “Who the fuck is calling me at 2 am? This better not be Chanyeol on about how I drank all his bubble tea again”. You decided to answer the call, already ready with an excuse for drinking 3 cups of bubble tea. You picked up the phone and waited for the other side to start talking but only silence draped the other line.

“I need you.” A familiar voice appeared as your eyes widened. “You have to be kidding me” you thought to yourself, letting out a scoff. “Don’t you have some other poor girl to booty call Sehun?” he was surprised at your sudden response. “Yes. But none of them are you.” He let out a breathy response. “Sehun, I thought I made myself clear last time we saw each other….” There was a short silence, “You mean when I fucked you to submission and you screamed my name all over my apartment?” he said smugly. “Sehun we’re over.” You announced once again before you quickly hung up.

Sehun hasn’t left your mind the entire week after he called you again. Why did he think you would act this stupid again? He really doesn’t know anything about you, you thought to yourself.  Sitting on your couch and drinking another bubble tea cup you stole from Chanyeol’s apartment.  It was another Friday night that you didn’t have a date to. The only company you had was the chocolate bubbles and the 5th season of Friends. You weren’t even bothered to wear pants, you were wearing your black revealing lace panties and a long V neck shirt that was a bit transparent but you couldn’t care less.

Your drink long gone and already on season 6 when you heard a loud knock on your door. You glanced at the clock, “2:30 AM” you scoffed to yourself. “If it’s who I think it is, then I might as well have fun with it.” You mumbled to yourself as you got up to open the door.  Swinging the door to an all too familiar face, you flashed your fake smile at the tall broad shouldered man. “What are you doing here Sehun?” you let out a laugh but he didn’t look too amused. 

“Why don’t you answer my calls anymore?” you remembered you blocked his number last week and didn’t even get those calls in the first place. “Sorry I’ve been busy” you put out an overly fake frown and crooked your head to the side. He pushed you aside and let himself in. he walked up to your couch and wrapped his arms above his chest, leaning against the side of your couch. “Busy? I see….” He laughed. “I’m sure watching Friends in your underwear is real tiring.” He crooked his head at you. “It sure is more fun than sucking your dick” you let out. He scoffed at your statement, “Playing hard to get are we?” 

you took one step closer to him sporting an all serious confused look on your face. You wrapped your arms around his neck and brought your lips inches away from his, slightly touching. “Is there something in the words “We are over.” That you do not understand Oh Sehun?” you looked straight into his eyes. He leaned closer a bit and grabbing your waist to bring you to a kiss right before you pulled away and waved your finger at him. 

“Ahah if you wanna touch my lips again then it’s gonna cost you way more than just touching my waist Oh Sehun.” You smirked at him. He let out an impressed giggle before grabbing you by your waist and lifting you on his shoulder, one hand on your ass. He walked over to the dining table across the room and dropped you on the glass table, throwing the candle stands you had on the floor and sliding you further. He spread your legs apart with one brief action before standing still between your legs. “fine.” He said, looking at your underwear.

He grabbed your underwear and roughly tore them apart, letting out a growl. Grabbing your hips, he slid you closer to his body and it only took 2 seconds before you could feel his tongue on your clit. He didn’t go easy at all. He flicked his tongue on your clit, teasing at first but giving in faster than you. He attached his lips on your heat and sucked on your clit while swirling circles around it. He bit it slightly, earning a loud moan from you as you arched your back and grabbed his hair. You could feel his smirk against your opening right before he licked it and entered his 3 fingers in. pumping hard back and forth until you finally graced him with another moan, trying to hold in to not let him enjoy himself too much. He crawled all the 3 and hit that spot in you he knew all too well. 

Another moan took you by surprise; you closed your eyes and shouted “FUCK” at the top of your lungs, encouraging him to continue. But it wasn’t a surprise to you when you felt emptiness again. He pulled his fingers out and stood still in front of your burning heat again. “Get up.” He said, panting. You sat up on the table and shot him a look, not doing as he said. You saw him flick his tongue and move his head from side to side slightly impressed from your persistence.

He grabbed your thighs and pulled you to his body. You raised your eyebrow at him, looking at his now hard cock. “See something you like?” he smirked at you. “Yeah” you said, he smirked again. “My lonely bubble tea that I didn’t get to finish” you giggled. His smirked dropped at your sound and his grip on your thighs hardened. He grabbed your waist and slid his lower body between your legs, expecting you to wrap your legs around his waist again like always, but at his surprise you didn’t. Instead you swung your legs in the air, shooting him an innocent puppy eyed look in your eyes. You knew exactly how to play him. 

Approaching your lips, intending to kiss you roughly, you turned your head away and blocked him with your hand. “It’s a shame you think that little tongue game of yours is enough for me” you laughed in his furious face. “My bad” he let out and pulled his jeans down, shoving his entire length in you in one sharp go. An instinct made you grab his shoulder with your fingers, leaving white marks all over it from the sudden pain.  He began to move his hips against yours, grabbing your thigh with one hand and his other hand busy on your clit again. His thrusts were rough and desperate almost like he was aching for you. His dick thirsty for you those past 3 weeks.  

Dropping his head back and moaning your name, the grip on your thigh marking blue marks all over. You could feel his hand giving up on your clit until you finally felt that spot you liked so much. Stars in your eyes and a ball of warmth in your stomach, you came breathing out a warm moan against his ear. He came too and made sure that you knew what name came out of his lips.

Avoiding his lips once more, you got up from his embrace and headed straight to the shower. He leaned his hands against your dining room table, panting and shaking his head at your actions. A dark thought dawned his mind and he was not ready to give up just yet. Not until he got to taste your lips.

You got into the shower, facing the wall and striking a smile at your actions. Before you could turn on the water, you felt a hand on yours. Turning on the cold water, it hit your back and you hissed at the sudden sensation. Before you could notice, you were pinned against the wall face on. His lips reached your ear and hands gracing your curves until they got to your hips, gripping them tightly, tighter than his earlier grip on your thighs. His cock stroked your entrance and without any words he entered you again. He pinned both your arms against the wet wall and bit your neck, drawing hickies all over it. 

His thrusts were even worse this time. He was really desperate and you could feel your walls responding. You let yourself let loose and you let your head drop back on the crook of his neck. He looked at you once before he sped his hips and went even deeper in. working on your G spot with a couple hits and your entire body gave in against the wall. He let his cock enjoy your orgasm a little longer before you felt his warm cum on your back, being washed away by the cold stream from the shower head.

Sehun turned you around to face him, pinning your back against the wall. He kept his gaze on your lips, not letting anything else distract him. “What’s the cost?” he asked seriously. “This thing” you pointed your finger between the both of you. “Is on my terms now.” You said, keeping your gaze on his lips too. Your eyelids closed as you felt the touch of his lips against yours. Kissing you passionately, his lips cold and wet from the water and drops falling from his chin, he gave into you.