chance press

anonymous asked:

is the whole panel over? or will there come more today?

nope panel’s over. all 30 minutes of it. As far as I know all they have today is an autograph session at 2pm PST. Maybe there’s more interviews/press/chances to say how horrible their fans are too? who knows. 

Friends With Benefits - Theo Raeken Imagine (SMUT)

❁ (not my gif, cred to sweet owner) ❁

Request (anon): can you do a smutty imagine with Theo where him and the reader are friends with benefits?

A/N: So here it finally is, a Theo Raeken smut based on the request above. Sorry it took me so long to post it. I’m not sure how I feel about this one but I hope you guys like it. Also sorry in advance for any spelling/grammar mistakes, I still have to proofread it.(:


Pairing: Theo x Reader
Warning: SMUT smutty smut smut & cursing?
Word count: 2088

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Tension(Jhope AMBW Smut)

I wrote this for mainly two people @silhouetted-beauty and my best friend Ti. But I hope that I make a lot of girls happy with this one<3 

“I hate him so much!” You complained flopping down on your back, your sheets ruffling and flaring up around your body some corners draping on your limbs as you looked up at the ceiling frowning.

“No, you don’t, you secretly wish he’d come in there and whisper to you in his deep voice.” Your friend Destiny teased you with a small snicker she could just imagine how red your face was getting from becoming flustered by the male.

“HEY! Whose side are you on?!?” You whined softly as you shut your eyes slamming one of your fists down on the bed.

“I’m on your side! Unless Hoseok puts you there first.” She was howling in laughter at how you sputtered on the phone, trying to find words but coming up short of them.

“I’m hanging up.” You sighed softly rolling your eyes.

“Listen, hey y/n it’s not that bad. I know that you two have your run ins but I’m pretty sure that you are going to be okay once you actually take initiative to talk to him.” Destiny advised and you rolled your eyes.

“Talk to him? This is the same man that has random girls in his room! And loud music all the time! He always people over! And he is so arrogant like he all fine when he really isn’t!” You almost screamed throwing a tantrum in your bed. Not knowing you were screaming that loud you heard a knock on your door. You frowned wondering who was pounding on your door. You got up slowly after telling Destiny to hold on, opening the door you see him. The devil himself, Jung Hoseok. He leaned against your door with his hand eyeing you slowly.

“What the fuck do you want?” You snarled glaring at him. He gave a little smirk as he pointed towards his door which was two doors over from across your room.

“Me and my girl are trying to get busy and we can’t fuck if you’re being loud.” Hoseok muttered as he pushed himself off your door.

“You know what, fuck you. You don’t consider my feelings and I won’t consider yours asshole.” You moved to slam the door in his face locking it and walking back towards your bed laying on your stomach.

Hoseok couldn’t believe it. He could hear some of the guys passing by laughing at him. He was so pissed off at how you treated him. Like he was nothing when most of the girls were not hesitant to hop on his dick at all. He could feel his face heating up, he was pissed and he would make you pay oh yes. He stormed back towards his room shutting the door behind him taking off his hoody to reveal his perfectly toned abs. He had heard you by pure luck, you weren’t even that loud he just wanted to fuck with you a bit. He wouldn’t have missed out on a chance at seeing your curvy body and smooth skin. You were so beautiful, a brown cutie with brown eyes. He and his friends always thought you stood out because you had melanin in you and he, himself wanted to be down with the swirl but approaching you had never been easy. You were cocky for no reason, sure you got good grades and perfect attendance. Sure, you could sing and dance without a problem but no one ever got you, you turned everyone down and he didn’t get why you felt you were above everyone else. You had a smart mouth and he wanted to put it to work on his dick, the way you walked he could tell not many got a chance to even press up against you. You made him sexually frustrated and pissed off at the same time, treating him like he was beneath you.

“Are you going to just stand there or are you going to come fuck me?” His ‘date’ for the evening asked. He came back to his senses smiling at her as he unzipped his pants.

“Get on all fours baby and take your hair down from that ponytail.” Hoseok commanded as he strolled to her but he was imagining it was you. He wanted you to be on your knees for him, hands gripping the sheets as he slammed into your tight wet pussy over and over again. He wanted to hear you cry out his name as he fucked you raw and hard, making your knees dig into his sheets. He wanted to pull your hair and slap your ass. He wanted to make you call him daddy and beg for him to hit that same spot. He wanted to make you cum and be a complete shaking mess under him right now just how he had this random girl. But alas, tonight he couldn’t have you so he would just imagine until he got you.

That night you lounged around your bed, going between being pissed and stunned with what Hoseok said to you. How dare he come talk to you like that and demand that you be quiet? Who did he think he was? It was infuriating how some men worked and he was no better. You hated whoever thought Co-Ed dorms were a great idea. But this was also Jung Hoseok and no matter what he probably would still end up in the same building as you. Why did you hate him? A few reasons. The main was because he was a fuckboy. He put his dick in any and everything. You didn’t like the fact that everyone talked about him like he was so great and amazing because he wasn’t anything. And you hated him for more reasons, the way he rapped how he sang, how he walked around like he owned the damn place and everyone. You had seen him a few times with a tank or just plain shirtless playing soccer and he was fine. You were attracted to his intellect, his personality, and his body.  It was so bad that you couldn’t explain how quick your fingers found your pussy or how you longed to feel him finger fucking you ruthlessly against the bed instead of it being yourself. Your muffled moans into the sheets as you bit onto the soft fabric making a drool spot form from your lips. You were fed up with yourself, in no time you were releasing calling out his name as your slick fingers drove against your spot, your back arched and body locking up from the sweet sensation that crawled through your bones. Sighing loudly, you slumped against the bed as your hips snapped against your fingers calming down your high and instead replaced you feeling empty and even more bitter to him now than you did.

The next few weeks went the same way, you saw him in class and around lunch times and when you went back to your room. It was hell, it seemed you were becoming much more frustrated with him now then what you were doing the past few weeks. It was hard to ignore him when all you wanted to do was to go up to him and demand that he fuck you, but for numerous of reasons nothing could happen between you two. You knew Destiny would have a field day and scream I told you so. You couldn’t let that happen.

Going to the gym always seemed to calm you down. You stepped on the treadmill pulling down the soft cotton fabric of your tight leggings that rested against your knees. You moved your tank around before placing the beat earbuds in your ears turning the music up loud. You started to slowly jog on the treadmill until you were able to increase the speed bit by bit. You didn’t hear the door open, nor did you feel the gaze on you until it was too late. Hoseok moved to stand on the treadmill beside you, looking you up and down and staring at you so much you couldn’t help but feel it. Turning to look at him, you growled rolling your eyes at him before facing forward again increasing your speed until the jog was a bit faster. Hoseok, not liking that you were ignoring him set the treadmill to match your speed running alongside of you. It pissed you off that he was trying to keep up with you, so you started to go faster. And from there it started a race on who could run faster, and you couldn’t believe you were doing this. Breaking out into a full sprint, your hands had to hold onto the treadmill to keep you from falling, you took deep heavy breaths and your legs were turning into jelly as you tried to keep up with Hoseok’s pace. You ticked up the speed until you were hitting a five flat and tiring yourself out quickly. Hoseok chuckled because the pace wasn’t that hard for him, but he listened to yours grunts and groans, you loud cry of pain as your legs almost gave out. You turned the speed down until you were at a walking speed, your hands pressing down on a bar as you tried to walk out the stiffness in your legs everything burned. Sweat pooled on your forehead, it moved down your face as your clothes clung to you. You didn’t know if you’d be able to walk to your room but thankfully after you cooled down you stepped down on the treadmill looking over as Hoseok used his headband to pull his hair back from his face. You studied him, seeing the sweat drift down from his face to his neck, his bronze skin. His plump lips that were becoming chapped. His shirt was clinging to his body, his biceps popping out as he pressed his feet down against the treadmill. You watched behind him, looking at his toned legs, his firm ass that you would grab and hold as he pounded into you. You had to tell yourself to leave before he caught you staring at him and you didn’t want to hear the end of this. Sighing you went back to your room and showered for the night falling asleep with your fingers buried in your heat like any other night.

A month had passed but you hadn’t been seeing Hoseok as much and you guessed it had to do with the fact that the semester was winding down and he was about to graduate college. You were about to be a senior, so you should have been happy that you wouldn’t have to see him next semester but instead it was replaced with sadness and you couldn’t believe that you wouldn’t have his presence around. On top of that, your exams were ruthless and the study guides were even worse. Someone also had filled all the washers with clothes meaning you had to stay up late and wait for the openings. But after twenty more minutes after waiting for a full hour you got tired of it and decided to move the clothes yourself. Placing them in the dryer you smiled in triumph, setting your clothes in and moving the settings to what you wanted it to be. The door opened to the room as you were grabbing your wash basket and in walked the person you had been having conflicts in your head with.  

“Where. Are my clothes?” Hoseok asked shutting the shut behind him. You froze before you straightened up leaning against the dryer.

“You didn’t come get your shit, be grateful I even put it in the dryer.” You snapped at him grabbing your things once again to take it out of the washroom. Hoseok growled and snatched your basket from you placing it up above your head and eventually setting it on a high shelf that only he had an advantage of reaching comfortably.”

“Well well little miss perfect thinks she can just move my shit without asking? Sorry princess but life doesn’t work like that.” He spat at you, and you hated it more that he was so much taller than you because you felt as if he was scolding you for committing some act of treason.

“Excuse me!! You should have come and got your shit! It’s been here for an hour and twenty minutes now!! Not my fucking fault you can’t stop shoving your dicks in everything and take care of responsibility.” You spat back at him feeling your anger rise so much that your fingers were starting to dig into your clammy palms as your hands became fist.

“Maybe you should try having a dick shoved in you. Maybe you wouldn’t be such a stuck-up bitch.” Hoseok insulted you to your face. The words he uttered to you stung and they hurt, without thinking you raised your hand up ready to slap him, but to your dismay it didn’t work like that at all. Hoseok grabbed your left wrist as you brought your hand up and spun you around until your front was pressing against the dryer that you had thrown all his clothes in. He gripped at both of your wrist pinning them behind you with one hand letting the other grip your chin and force you to look at him.

“Who do you think you are? Like you could really fucking reach me.” He kept insulting you, his brown eyes bearing into yours with anger and something else you wished you weren’t seeing.

“You can go choke on a dick. Because I’m pretty sure somebody loves making you their bitch.” You snarled in a sweet voice. Hoseok looked as if he was ready to commit a murder. His pupils dilated and his nose flared as he dug his nails into your hips.

“Oh yeah?” He asked moving his hand from your wrist to grip at your hair pushing your head against the dryer. His other large hand moved from yours hips to rub your ass before he gave it two slaps on your right cheek through your pajama bottoms. “Well guess whose bitch you’re about to become.” Hoseok taunted as he slapped your ass again watching your body wiggle and your skin heat as you tried to move from him. “That’s right baby by all means fight me.” He groaned pressing against you. “Because the harder you fight.. The. Harder. I. Fuck.” He snapped his hips against yours with every word he spoke making your clothed ass bounce back against his hips lightly. He pulled back to look down at your body, seeing his half erect member poking through your plump ass cheeks he shook his head. “You need to be punished for being so damn fine. Let’s see if you can be a good girl for me.” Hoseok smiled grabbing at the hems of your shorts.

You were going between wanting him and not wanting him, you didn’t know which side was winning. But saying he didn’t turn you on was a big ass lie because you knew he did without a doubt, but you were in public and anyone could come in at any time to wash and you would be screwed.

“We are in public!” You reminded him as he yanked your pj bottoms down as well as your panties to your knees. You gasped as he exposed your skin, he smirked when he saw the blooming red hand print that was forming on your right cheek from his hit.

“Someone scared of a little danger? I guess you will have to keep quiet then if you don’t want anyone to know that prime fuck daddy is making you cum.” He leaned down biting into your left ass cheek causing you to jump and your hips to bite into the dryer. You pushed your hips back thrashing wildly, trying to slap the fuck out of him because of what he was saying and how he was acting.

“I don’t want you Hoseok! Let me go- “You choked back a gasp as you felt his slender finger into you. You paused, your mouth hanging open as he buried his finger to the knuckle and then deeper than that.

“Hmm?” Hoseok teased. “You were saying what?” He asked you circling his finger around inside of your wet pussy. He was amazed at how wet you were but he was far from complaining. He knew you had checked him out and it was confirmed by his friends as well that you looked him up and down but to be in this moment and finally have something he wanted, oh yes, he was going to milk you and make sure you never forgot who he was. “I said speak!” He ordered taking his long slender finger out of you to slap across your right ass cheek on the same spot to make the place sore and red again. “So, now you can’t speak?” He asked you as he rubbed your wet juices around your left ass cheek. He gave you four licks watching as your plump ass cheek jiggled from how he hit you with such force seeing the skin slowly turn red.

“I hate you.” You said slowly through clenched teeth, your knees lightly trembled and your hands pressed against the top of the dryer as you willed yourself to be defiant and not to give in to him though you wanted him so bad.

“Yes y/n by all means hate me baby girl.” He teased with a throaty laugh. His finger escaping inside of your wet pussy again feeling the warmth suck up his finger as he curved it slightly watching your hips lightly jerk. He moved it slowly in and out of you seeing the dryer move the upper part of your body slightly because of the vibrations. “That’s right I want you to hate me. Because this pussy is so wet and ready based off your hatred. I want to hear you say it.” He teased adding another finger inside of you laughing to himself as you shut your legs, your supple thighs becoming appealing and something he wanted to mark. Your ass looking like two round globes that he wanted to fuck into as well as your pussy that was looking so pretty and so wet pressed together. Your heat becoming inviting to him as he stretched you out hearing the wet lewd sounds of his fingers moving in and out of you.

“S-say what?” You asked continuing to hold your moans, but pants were in the wake as you tried to clear your throat and listen to him over the sound of your heart beating into your ears. He was stretching you out and it had been a while since you had fucked anyone but he was doing a damn good job. Curving his fingers and stroking your walls searching for the spot that would end all your bullshit with him. You wanted more, you wanted him to tear it up already but you weren’t going to beg him. As if he could read an ounce of your thoughts his thumb brushed against your clit causing you to release a slight whimper before your teeth clamped down on your plump bottom lip.

“That’s it.. I want you to tell me that I don’t make you wet. Tell me you don’t want me. Tell me I’m not the reason this pretty pussy is gushing with juices. Tell me that it’s not me causing all this water to fall down your legs. Tell me I’m not the reason your panties are so wet. Tell me that you haven’t been finger fucking yourself wishing that it was me.” When Hoseok said the last part, you froze and your mind went on high alert. Once he saw that he had you he gave a proud smirk to himself speeding up his fingers to thrust into different angles until he was hitting against your spot and he knew it was your spot because you brought a hand up to your mouth to cover your cries as your pussy sucked on his fingers. Hoseok leaned down pressing wet kisses up your spine moaning softly at how smooth your brown skin was against his lips. He kissed on your shoulder through your shirt before he leaned over you with his chest flush against your back releasing your hair he let his hand moved in front of you to grab at your hips and push you back against him, his lips against your ear as he exhaled a few breaths allowing his warm breath to fan across your heated skin.

“You think that you’re always quiet but I got news for you. If you time it just right and wait for maybe three to four in the morning when you think everyone is asleep. If I press my ear against your door. I can hear those faint whispers of my name. Hoseok don’t stop please.” He mimicked in your voice whispering your dirty secrets to you. “And do you know what that does to me?” Hoseok asked as he thrusted his fingers faster inside of you pulling and pushing them deep into your walls causing your legs to shake as your eyes rolled back. “Do you know how hard it is to not moan your name when I’m fucking someone else wishing it was you?” He asked biting down on your earlobe causing you to release a yelp of pleasure as your hips pushed down against his fingers in a needy manner. “I have wanted to tear this pussy up since the moment I first ever got to know all about you.” Hoseok admitted licking the shell of your ear. “So, don’t mistake this and think it’s just one night oh no baby. I’m going to make you and your sweet pretty pussy remember how it felt to have daddy stroking inside of you until this pussy cat was purring.”

Your whole body jolted form his words, you knew for sure you would cum. Your toes curled in your socks and you could feel the coil in your stomach as your mind blanked out and was only replaced with his name. But Hoseok was not satisfied with you yet, as if he wanted you to get caught he pulled his fingers from you causing you to whine and gasp as your hips jerked against air fucking nothing. Only the dryer was able to hold up your shaking legs as your high was so close to being there and you could feel only the trickle of your orgasm starting to hit you. Hoseok was satisfied with you, but you weren’t you looked back at him feeling your mouth dry at the sight. Through his sweats, you could see his bulge imprint against his leg, and his shirt was sleeveless and had the sides cut down the middle revealing his toned tan body. His brown hair was pushed back to reveal his forehead. You wanted him, and you were feeling your pride eat away at you but he was just standing there looking at you. Slowly he lifted his fingers to his mouth sucking off your juices moaning as he purposefully brought his tongue out to roll against his digits.

“Hoseok.” You started biting on your lip, you were nervous and you didn’t want to do this, but you knew your own fingers weren’t going to get you off. You were going to need him to finish the ache that was between your legs and he seemed ready to pounce whenever you said the word. When he didn’t answer you, your eyes drifted shut before you fisted at the hems of your shirt. “Please.” You stated slightly and he brought his fingers from his plump lips.

“Please?” He questioned eyeing you as if to tell you to go on.

“Please. Look. You know what I want. And I don’t want anyone walking in on us. Let’s go back to my room. I won’t fight you anymore. Just not here.” You tried to reason with him. He seemed unsatisfied with your answer. “Whatever you want Hoseok. Even if it’s to go to your room.” You pleaded covering your quivering heat as he seemed to eye that the most, his eyes rising slowly over your figure until he locked eyes with you, the air around you becoming thick to slice.

“Whatever I want.” He repeated as you nodded your head. “I want you to get on your knees and use your mouth.” Hoseok stated knocking your hopeful smile to a frown.

“Excuse the hell out of me?” You questioned him.

“You heard me right. On your knees, taking my dick between those plump lips and showing me that it’s worth more than shit talking.” Hoseok stated leaning against a table that was used for folding clothes.

“Please you got me fucked up.” You rolled your eyes and he shrugged watching you.

“Fine then have fun getting yourself off.” He called out pulling out his phone to find some porn and finish his job, it was going to suck but he knew how to control himself and he wanted to control you.

“Are you serious?!” You stomped your foot, watching him for a second. “What if-“

“Someone comes in?” He asked again rolling his eyes. “I knew you were dull at moments but I never thought it would be this bad. You keep wasting all this time talking about what if this and that but if you did what I ask or simply not played hard to get we probably would be in my bedroom right now fucking. So, the choice is yours, either you do or don’t.” Hoseok made it plain and simple. You were appalled. Staring at him for a second you weighed your options but what did you really have to lose? A reputation yes but so did he so it wasn’t as if you were in this long. And you knew that people washed late but they all stopped at a certain time so now it was just a matter of you being able to keep quiet. Seeing him there though you didn’t know when you’d get another chance. Swallowing a lump in your throat you reached for your pajama bottoms about to pull them up when he stopped you.

“Keep those bottoms right where they are unless you’re leaving. In that case have a good night.” He chirped in with a sweet eye smile in your direction. You couldn’t stand him; how could something be so cute and so fucking ready to make you choke in .03 seconds? Sighing, you walked forward until you were closing the distance getting on your knees. Hoseok had to admit he didn’t expect you to stay but seeing you on your knees in front of him, licking the outline of his dick was enough to have it twitching in the confines of his boxers. He could feel his breath hitch but he told himself to hold it in and not to break yet. You flicked your tongue at him, grabbing at the hems of his sweats your placed your cool finger tips against his skin, grabbing his boxers as well and you pushed them down to the floor in one go. His dick stood proud and tall, his tip pink and angry slight precum leaking from the head.

Your mouth watered at the size, he was big and had a thick girth but you could handle it. Bracing your hands on his thighs you licked around his tip capturing his attention. Hoseok acted as if he was bored on his phone, but he was secretly taking pictures of you teasing his tip. Flicking your tongue up and down his slit, nibbling on his head and opening your mouth to let him pass through your pink lips slowly. Once he got enough pictures he waited until you started to bob your head with just half of his length entering in your mouth to record a video. You were playing with him, only sucking half of him and hollowing your cheeks. He reached a hand down grabbing at your hair threading his fingers through it to feel your strands of hair on his fingertips. You were comforted by this but all too soon he changed the pace of things shoving your head down further on his shaft making you take more of him in. He groaned as you choked once, he could feel himself reaching the back of your throat as you choked. Catching the moment on camera was all he needed before he was ending the video and throwing the phone down on the table beside him. He spread his legs a little wider looking down at you with his mouth opening into a ‘o’ form he controlled your head making you move at a face pace and take him as deep as you could. He rutted his hips forward letting his balls slap against your chin and get wet from the spit that was falling past your lips down your chin.

“Mmm do you like that you pretty little thing? Do you like tasting daddy’s dick? You take it so well. I just love hearing you choke on it. Fuck look at that pretty mouth, I could fuck it all day until it was sore and you were hoarse. But I’d only switch over to pounding into your pussy next.” Hoseok teased, he rolled his hips holding your head down making you swallow around his shaft or he was changing the pace. He loved watching your face turn red, the way your eyes watered up as it got too much to handle. How your hands pushed at his legs sometimes or your nails dug into his thighs. Your little gag sounds mixed in with slight moans. You looked so beautiful to him always but seeing the innocent cocky girl on her knees just did something to him and he couldn’t explain it. Feeling your tongue roll under his shaft and press against his sensitive veins was like heaven.

You tried to please him as much as you could. Yes, he pressed his hips harshly against your mouth, your jaw was slack with how you had to relax for him. But you could see yourself doing this for him again if he ever asked. The sex faces he made was satisfying, how he grumbled in a deep voice and said vulgar things to you. How the sweat started to form around his forehead as his eyebrows knitted together and he took in the scene before you. You were happy that you got him of his phone and paying attention to you and all that you could offer him. Your hand went up cupping his balls and playing with the sack as he face fucked you. That’s when Hoseok knew he had to stop you, it was like you were picking him apart when he should have been doing that to you. Hoseok pulled your head off his wet dick slowly, he was so hard and he needed you but he wasn’t done with foreplay yet and he had to get you back worked up.

“Stand up.” He commanded in a deep voice thick with lust. You heard voices that were faint and grew louder as people from the outside passed and either went to their room from somewhere or vice versa. Regardless it caused you both to pause and Hoseok was more than ready to defend you but luckily the fun wasn’t ruined yet.

He pushed you back against the dryer that was about to approach having less that fifteen minutes left before his clothes were done. Hoseok got on his knees taking your left foot out of your bottoms lifting it up and throwing it over his shoulder. “I want you to take your breast out of your bra and touch them for me. Play with yourself like I know you can.” He winked at you kissing up your thigh slowly. You hesitated but it seemed the more time he spent kissing on your body the less you could really think about as he approached your heat. Hoseok let his lips pucker up and blow air against your clit, darting his tongue out to press soft kisses against your lips as he watched you pull down your shirt and bra grabbing your breast and folding them for him. Your lip bit making his dick jump once again as your fingers roamed over your hardened nipples. “Spit on them.” Hoseok commanded licking up and down your lips slowly nibbling on your flesh. You obeyed, spitting on your breast though it was embarrassing. You did it until your nipples were wet enough that you could play with them for him, rubbing the spit in. Hoseok smirked latching his lips onto your clit sucking on it. His tongue pressed against the bud flicking it as he watched you pleasure yourself from above. He gripped at your ass cheeks pressing your hips close to his face moaning as his tongue went wild flicking up and down your clit at a rapid pace and soon he was teasing your entrance rolling his tongue around you steadily. He moaned against your heat shaking his head side to side eating you to the point you were sure people outside would hear what was going on from the sheer sound alone.

He slipped his muscle inside of you the wet long pink muscle tongue fucking you as he held your hips flush against his face. Your head rolled back as his hair tickled the top of your pussy and the lower part of your stomach. Your toes curled in your socks as your hips tried to jerk forward. You could feel the curving of his tongue as he explored your warmth claiming it for himself. Your hands gave up playing with your breast and you went to pull at his hair instead, the silk strands feeling good to touch as your nails grazed at his scalp. Your chest rose and fell from how much he pleased you, your mouth hung open but you willed yourself only to give silent cries, laying back against the vibrating dryer you focused on how it felt to have him flicking his tongue rapidly against your spot circling and flattening his tongue. Hoseok could eat you out all day he was sure of it, though his face was becoming wet with your juices he didn’t mind having to clean it up later at all. As long as he got to taste the sweetness and pull this reaction from you he would always try to get you to come undone under him. He pulled back slowly licking up your slit again, your fingers were locked in his hair but you slowly let it go so that you could look at him. Hoseok’s face was glistening with your juices that he drank up and he stood up slowly looking down at you before he wiped off his mouth. He turned you around and you went willingly pressing your hands back against the dryer. Hoseok heard the dryer shut off, but he only started it back up pulling your hips from the machine a bit so that he could angle you.

He lifted one of your legs up, letting the inside of his arm hold you under the back of your knee. He made you bend your leg, his free hand pressing his dick flush against your slit causing his hips to brush his member against your clit and back down. You concentrated harder on not moaning, he was teasing you again, the wetness from you given him heard was starting to dry up but your pussy did the trick of getting him wet enough to slide into you. He moved to position himself at your entrance and slowly he sunk himself inside of your pussy. Burying himself to the hilt, he watched as you leaned forward trying to adjust. He didn’t want to hurt you but he didn’t want you to have too much of a pause especially since you weren’t exactly safe from the outside world. Anyone could open the door at any time and you would both be screwed. Hoseok pulled out all the way before he slammed back inside of you, starting off a rhythm of going between slow grinding and quick body rolls. Your head swam with all thoughts of him and your heart seemed to stop every time he surged his hips forward. One of his hands resting on your hips he pulled you back to him seeing how your plump ass meet his flesh time and time again. He loved it, he just couldn’t hear anything from you and he didn’t like that. “Moan or I’ll stop.” He warned but of course you were too stubborn to listen so you didn’t do anything. Hoseok slowed all the way down barely moving inside of you.

“I find it extremely funny that you have become putty in my hands yet you refuse to moan for me as if you’re not enjoying this.” He commented with a scoff rolling his hips deep against yours causing his shaft to lightly graze your spot.

“Well I guess that I’m not putty, then am I?” You asked rhetorically giving him a reason to growl at you and not care about if you limped the next day or not.

Hoseok started to slam into you, bringing your hips back harder against his, he was thrusting into you so hard that he had to press your body against the dryer in fear that he would hurt you or cause you to bruise your hips from hitting the dryer every time he lurched forward. Hoseok smirked and switched the angle of his hips searching for your spot and when he found it he drilled it, his thick dick pounding into your wet greedy walls that was sucking him in and wrapping snuggly around him. He had no mercy on you, it felt so good but it stung as well. At how fast he was moving his hips against yours, you wanted him to slow down because you were going to start screaming if he kept fucking you like that. Your hand reached out to grab at him but you only ended up fisting at his shirt trying to push him back. Hoseok grinned at you doing an aegyo voice as he slipped his finger down to rub at your clit.

“Do you like that? Does it feel good to have daddy’s long fingers playing with this puffy clit as he fucks this pussy nice and deep? Look at how stretched out I made you baby girl. How good you swallow daddy in, I can just see how I’m slipping inside of this pretty pink pussy and it feel so amazing. Look at you so fucked and ruined against this dryer. What if someone comes in and sees you like this. Daddy’s fucking toy. Do you like being that?” Hoseok asked you rolling his fingers against your clit. You weren’t going to answer him but your mouth uttered the words and your brain just seemed to go with it.

“God yes.” You moaned out softly looking up in his eyes and he gave you a crooked smirk.

“Yes what baby doll?” He asked pinching on your clit causing you to yelp as your hips pushed back against his to some extent.

“Yes daddy! Yes, I love it when you fuck me. I love being your fucktoy.” You mouthed out as he watched you leaning forward to press his forehead against yours.

“Mmm fuck yeah baby. Do you like how daddy stretches you up?” He questioned and you nodded your head again answering.

“I’ve been waiting so long for this daddy. To have your thick dick inside of me, fucking my wet pussy and making me behave like a good girl. I love feeling your hips push against mine daddy. I love it when you treat me like this.” You whimpered, your bottom lip quivering as your stomach tightened up again.

“Yeah? You tried to disobey but you’re my fucking good girl. Who do you belong to? Say it!” Hoseok commanded harshly. His free hand reached up and he slapped the left side of your cheek slightly before he was choking you, pushing his hips harder against you winding in different directions and letting his body roll against yours. He bit on your bottom lip, your breath was mixing in as you moaned out for him a bit louder, his name falling from your lips in almost a silent plea and it released a growl from his lips. He kept up his ruthless speed though his hips were hurting and his legs were tired, he couldn’t rest until he got you off.

“Please let me come daddy. Please Hoseok. Please!” You begged him with what voice you did have left feeling your breast bounce up and down the vibrations shooting through your nipples and down to yours stomach.

“Tell me who you belong to.” He repeated once again allowing you to remember that you never answered him the first time. Your mouth dropped open as you started to approach your high, your insides starting to churn as your limbs were staring to tingle.

“You! I belong to you Hoseok!” You were pretty sure if anyone lived close to the room they heard you. Hoseok smirked proudly nodding his head as his fingers tapped against your pussy.

“Come for daddy then baby.” Hoseok pressed his lips against yours, initiating a makeout session that was slow and deep despite how he was pounding into your heat without mercy. The juices from your pussy was starting to drop down on your pajamas and the floor as your eyes drifted shut. He gave you a few more thrusts and you were cumming on his dick, moaning against his mouth as he sucked on your tongue and squeezed a little tighter on your neck. Feeling you grip him like a vice and make such needy sounds only helped Hoseok to reach his end faster. His balls tightened up as his orgasm approached him. His thrusts were becoming erratic and untimed as he kept searching for the high. He shoved his tongue into your mouth tracing everything as he buried his load inside of you, he made sure you took it all giving a few lazy thrusts to ride out your orgasms together. When he was done, he broke the kiss and let you go slowly allowing your body to once again shake against the dryer machine as you caught your breath. He sat there for a second before he started to dress himself back up and you seeing this did the same thing. Not a single word was uttered for a bit but you felt as if a weight had been lifted off your shoulder and you could go back to using only your fingers but not forgetting how he felt.

“So, I want you to take out my clothes fold them and bring them into my room after you put yours in the dryer.” Hoseok said casually getting a piece of paper towel and cleaning himself off as you laughed at him. He frowned looking at you watching as you looked back at him.

“You’re really funny.” You admitted stretching out.

“Who.. Said this was a joke?” Hoseok asked tilting his head.

“Well…” You thought about it for a second your old self coming back to view as the horny side of you had been satisfies. “We are not dating, we aren’t even friends so how can you make me do something like that when I don’t have a reason for it? You can go back to ignoring me and vice versa.” You pointed out to him. Hoseok gave a loud laugh as he got back on his phone causing you to frown.

“Y/n. I meant what I said when I said that tonight wouldn’t be the only night I fuck you- or quite frankly own you. You may not think it but we are friends. And you’re going to be my personal little chore doer and you’re going to get daddy off when he needs it.” He said patting his dick biting his lips as he reached forward to cup your breast causing you to slap his hand and push him as he walked towards the door.

“If I don’t agree??” You asked skeptical folding your hands over your chest as he opened the door.

“Then, everyone will know what happens when good girls finally give into fuck boys. And not to mention the great video deal a lot of people would want. I’m sure you’d make some guys rub ones out.” You frowned about to ask him what he meant but then he turned his phone towards you showing the video of you choking on his dick, the obvious sounds and insults being heard as he face fucked you. Your skin burned red from embarrassment as you wished sudden death upon the male. “Don’t be late baby. I don’t take too kindly to waiting.” Hoseok said wiggling his fingers at you as he shut the door and disappeared to his room leaving you to throw a tantrum kicking at the dryer and the washer.

“Traditions” Carl Grimes x Reader

Word Count: 2,742

Carl Grimes x Reader, Maggie and Glenn x Adopted Daughter Reader

Summary: When you and Carl sneak out of Alexandria to “explore”, you find more than you bargained for in an abandoned house.

Warning: Fluff, drug use (marijuana), mentions of sex, implied smut, language, angry parents lol

Originally posted by monasax

“Are we still meeting up tonight?” You ask Carl as you hold Judith, bouncing her up and down on your hip.

“Yeah. We just have to be more careful this time. My dad almost caught me sneaking back in last time.” Carl says, taking Judith from your hands.

You and Carl had been dating ever since you got to Alexandria, and ever since you two got here, you’d sneak out a few times a week to go “exploring” outside of the walls. More often than not, you’d end up just going to the cabin that was a few miles outside of Alexandria to have sex, but occasionally you two actually went exploring around the abandoned neighborhoods. It was sort of a tradition now.

“I’m surprised I haven’t got caught yet. Maggie and Glenn are always up at random hours of the night for god knows why.” You respond. You and your parents were a part of Rick’s group ever since the beginning, but they had gotten killed during the attack of Hershel’s farm. Ever since then, Glenn and Maggie have acted as parents towards you, and you couldn’t be more thankful.

“Probably because they want to wait until you’re asleep to-“

“Ah, stop there.” You put a finger to Carl’s lips, making him laugh. “I don’t want to think about that.”

“If you can’t talk about it, you shouldn’t be having it.” Carl said in a mocking tone, repeating what Maggie had once told the two of you when she had walked in on a rather heated moment.

“Ah, shut up.” You playfully roll your eyes.

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John Cage
10 Stones 2
Spitbite Aquatint and sugarlift
22.75 x 18.13 inches

At the heart of the work he produced at Crown Point is a series of prints and drawings inspired by the Ryoanji garden in Kyoto, Japan’s most celebrated Zen garden, composed of 15 stones arranged in five mossy islands against a ground of raked gravel. Cage’s prints and drawings, begun in 1983, required him to draw (first with a metal drypoint tool, later in pencil) around the perimeters of 15 stones whose positions on the etching plate or paper were determined by chance. In homage to the restricted space of the Japanese garden, and once more demonstrating his love of delimitation, Cage did not allow any of the stones to cross the edge of the plate, so that the resulting prints look chaotic and serene at the same time, the artist’s line orbiting unpredictably within the rules. The drawings are more tentative and fragile, the pencilled ghosts of the stones sometimes barely insisting on the paper. Later (seen here), Cage extended his practice of drawing around stones at another print workshop at Mountain Lake, Virginia. Here, he painted in watercolour around larger stones taken from a river bed, using feathers for brushes and again producing unpredictable ellipses within a highly structured situation- turned into further aquatint prints at Crown Point.

BTS reaction to seeing their long-distance S/O for the first time

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Being the epitome of a caring boyfriend, he would pick you up from the airport after he prepared everything at home for you so you could relax. Nervously waiting for you to come out, he thought about the things he prepared to say when he would be holding you in his arms again, but all of that was thrown out of the window when he saw your tired eyes twinkling at the sight of him. He would embrace you in a big hug and never let you go.

“I have missed you so much!”

Originally posted by jjilljj


When you told Yoongi you’d be coming to see him, he was ecstatic, but the day your flight would depart he called you to say he couldn’t pick you up form the airport himself and instead sent a taxi to bring you to him. The entirety of the flight you were a little sad that you wouldn’t see him immediately when you’d step out of the airport. With a small pout on your face you looked around the arrival area for a sign with your name on it, but could only find a grinning Yoongi holding his arms out, ready to have you in his arms again.

“Is this a nice surprise?”

Originally posted by leojuseyo


He is the one who would be fidgeting so much, looking at the ground and immediately shifting his gaze to the door of the arrival opening hoping he’d see you soon and wondering if everything went well with security. He was so caught in overthinking the entire situation that he didn’t notice you approaching. Only when you wrapped your arms around his torso from behind him did he relax again, overjoyed that he could finally hold your face in his hands.

“I have been waiting so long for this.”

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon


Everyone in the airport noticed the sunshine that couldn’t stop smiling at just the thought of you being here and not miles and miles away. The grin on his face would grow wider (if that’s even possible) when he saw you approaching in one of his hoodies he had sent you a few months ago. The excitement inside would spill over and he’d tackle you so heavily that you both fell to the ground. Taking his chance he would press a chaste kiss to your lips.

“I wondered how your lips tasted.”

Originally posted by yoongiski


This shy bean would be sitting on a chair, minding his own business…which was trying to stop his legs and hands from shaking because he was just too damn nervous. Just thinking about holding your hands in his made his heart flutter, imagining how you would feel in his arms. When he looked up to see the door opening he couldn’t believe that the person he saw through a computer screen countless times was right in front of him. He would be able to take you home and make up for all the times he couldn’t cuddle with you.

“I can’t believe this is actually happening.”

Originally posted by jiyoongis


Having told his entire family that you would be coming, they would all be more than excited to be seeing the person they have met through Skype. Tae would have constantly bragged about how awesome you were and how happy you made him despite the fact that you were living miles and miles away. He just kept imagining how it would feel to see you fall asleep right next to him and not through his laptop. As you would walk through the doors to the arrival area, you were met with nealry the entire place filled with his family, all of them looking forward to meeting you, but Taehyung was the only one who mattered to you.

“You have to meet everyone! But I guess you’re really tired, let’s go home then, okay?”

Originally posted by btsbulletproofgirl98


When you first started talking online he would have never thought that your acquaintance would turn into a serious relationship. In the beginning he was behaving really manly, trying to impress you, but when he started to let his own personality shine through, you were falling harder for him everytime a notification of him calling you would pop up on your screen. That’s why he would be the shy boy with a single rose in his hand, nervously pacing around the arrival hall waiting to hold you in his arms. When you finally emerged, he was too stumped to walk up to you and you would have to hug him so tightly that he would realise that - yes, you are indeed real.

“I would’ve never expected to hold you in my arms.”

Originally posted by jeonbase


Second Thoughts (M)

Genre: Smut
Summary: Promises of a fun night head down a much different direction when you catch your boyfriend locking lips with another woman and when you’re left pining for a stranger, you do what you think is right.
Warnings: Unprotected sex, public sex, sex with a stranger, cheating
Word Count: 1759
Written By: Smutty Gilfairy with a lot of assistance from Smutty Jaefairy
A/N: This will technically be the first fic I’m putting on the blog, I hope you guys didn’t wait too long for something from me hehe. Enjoy~

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“Jungkook Cheated.” Finale 1 of 2~

Part. 1 ☜  ☞ Part. 2  ☜ ☞ Part. 3  ☞ Part. 4 ☜  Finale 1 of 2 ✓ ☞ Finale 2 of 2 Alternative Ending ☜

Jungkook’s p.o.v ~

17/06/10 00:00am, I’m standing outside her door waiting on myself to gather up some courage to knock on the door or ring the doorbell. I’m nervous and slightly terrified of what would come next if I pressed the doorbell. Is she home? Is she out having the time of her life? Is she even going to bother opening the door for me if she sees me through the peephole? Millions of questions ran through my mind all at once, not one of those questions came with a positive answer. But I took my chances and pressed the doorbell anyway, hoping she’d acknowledge my presence. As she opened the door, I was again reminded of her beauty. A bare faced beauty who looked stunning dressed in her favourite baby blue fluffy pyjamas, I was left speechless, just staring at how beautiful she looked even without trying. I knew I was just stood staring when a small noise came from the back of her throat brought me back to reality.

“Hi” was all I could say, I didn’t prepare for this moment - all I could think about prior was her opening the door, seeing my face and slamming the door shut again without giving me a second chance. But here we are.

“Why are you here Jungkook? Especially now of all days?” she said ever so slowly, her eyes directed towards the floor.

“I know I don’t deserve this, I know what I’m about to say is selfish but could you please hear me out?” I looked at her intently, hoping for a positive answer. It took what seemed like forever before she agreed and stepped aside, signalling for me to go into her home. I took my shoes off whilst eyeing the area, nothing has changed since I was last in here. I walked through into the familiar living room, where my eyes met the photo frame that was sat on the coffee table. In that photo frame I could see a picture, a picture that held so many happy memories; a picture in which consisted of Y/N and I sat on the park bench eating our favourite ice creams. This gave me hope and confidence - if she didn’t want anything to do with me then that photo wouldn’t be there, especially not in a place where it’s so visible. If she hated me then she wouldn’t have even opened the door…right? I stood in front of the sofa, unsure of what to do next. Do I sit? Do I stand? Would it make her uncomfortable if I just sat without permission? Actually scrap that, me being present is probably already uncomfortable for her.

“Jungkook you can sit you know?” I nodded and sat down before she faced the direction of the kitchen. “Would you like a drink?” she offered.

“No it’s okay, could you possibly come sit down?” I asked wearily. But she complied and came to sit beside me, there was a gap between the two of us - an unfamiliar space that I wanted to close, but didn’t. It was silent for a while before she spoke up.

“Aren’t you here to say something?” she asked quietly, as if she had no confidence in her own words.

“Look Y/N” I paused for a few seconds before turning to look at her and continued. “I lied. I lied when I said that I hoped that you’d find someone better.” At that moment she looked at me, probably wondering what the hell I was saying and whether or not I was in the right of mind to even say such a thing after what I had done but she said nothing and so, I continued. “I know what I said, and it’s true that you do deserve better but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to be a better version of myself for you. It’s been hell without you, I can’t be without you, I really can’t and I don’t want to be. Asking you to take me back is ridiculous of me to even think about, and you don’t have to I’ll give you time the space you need if it meant that we could just, even be friends again. Even if you’re not my girl, being friends is more than enough if it meant that I still had you in my life.” I chuckled realising how ludicrous I sounded right now, asking for her friendship when I did all that to her. “Saying all that out loud made me realise how much more selfish it sounds.” I looked ahead of me shaking my own head thinking about how stupid I must have sounded saying all of that. There was a long silence, a silence that grew intense and somewhat ‘off’.

“Jungkook-ah” I turned and faced her but her eyes were low momentarily before looking up and meeting my eyes. “You know I love you right?” she said whilst her eyes started welling up, everything right now was so unpredictable and I was scared, no terrified even for the outcome. But I was also in shock because she told me she still loved me, my mind was starting to drift away until she spoke up again. “You really did hurt me, and today of all days you come to my door, today was supposed to be special and you come and ask to be friends or even more than that, but I don’t know if I can give that to you right now.” she told me as a tear slipped from her eyes and rolled down her now red cheeks. I nodded, completely understanding. “I’m sorry” she said as tears started to fall more consistently, and I realised that I was too doing the same, I was crying. “You meant everything to me, you were my everything. My world revolved solely around you and I thought it was the same for you too. But I’m not always right.” Although tears kept streaming down her face, she remained calm and not once did she break the eye contact we had.

“I’m sorry Y/N I really am so sincerely sorry and I hope you know that.” I wept, I wept like a child in front of her.

“I know we need closure, and let this be it. If our paths ever cross again then maybe we could start over, on a clean slate if our feelings were still the same. Just know that I forgive you Jungkook, and I’m thankful you came to me in person to apologise and tell me how you felt. I’ll never stop loving you.” She smiled at me, a smile that broke me. I grabbed ahold of her hand and placed something in the palm of her hands and closing her fingers around it, I stood up.

“Thank you Y/N, really.” I couldn’t stop the flow of my tears as I walked out of the door.

Y/N’s p.o.v ~

I sat there silently as I heard the front door open and close. I uncurled my fingers to see a beautiful necklace with Jungkook’s initials and the date of when we first started dating engraved into it, seeing that there was a charm in the shape of a key attached to it, I turned the heart shaped silver plate over only to see a quote engraved, “You are the key to my heart.” I couldn’t help but cry until the sound of my phone vibrating distracted me momentarily. I opened the text and saw:

This is one ending of “Jungkook Cheated.” I’m in the midst of writing an alternative ending. I hope you all enjoyed this mini series and thank you so much for reading! 

Clothes Off or On

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2604

Warnings: Semi-nude in public, fluff, unprotected sex, oral sex (male/female receiving), teasing, rough sex, orgasm denial (kind of), cumming at the same time, spanking

Square filled: This filled my square for Clothes Sharing for @spnkinkbingo

A/N: Alright, so sorry, this ended up turning out way longer than I was intending. I guess I realized when I was writing this just why this kink is super hot. Anyway, I really hope you like it. 

You stretched your arms up and over your head and flexed your toes back and forth trying to move your limbs enough to wake yourself up enough to finally open your eyes. A slight burn coursed through your fingers and up your forearms from your sore muscles as you stretched and writhed in bed. Cracking an eye open you turned your head to the right and glanced to where you figured Dean would be sleeping peacefully next to you, but he was gone.

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Confirming ~Tom Holland Imagine~

Summary: You and Tom have been spotted around before his premiere for Spiderman: Homecoming. When rumors assume that you two are dating, you both put it to rest. 

Author’s Note: Debating whether or not to make a Peter Parker fanfic or a Tom Hollan fanfic.

Originally posted by stallingdemons

I looked through my phone as articles were spread about Tom and I. We thought we were careful. We thought wrong. 

“Are you seeing this?” Your manager asked, walking towards you. 

“Yup,” I said before getting up to get a drink of water. 

“I thought you two were keeping this on a low profile?” She said. 

“We were but we were having fun that we forgot about the paparazzi,” I defended. 

“What did your parents say about this?” 

“They were pretty disappointed at me,” I said. 

“Well, you know that you have to put this story to rest,” She told me. 

“I will.”

My phone started to ring making me rush over. My manager held up the phone to show that Tom was calling me. She raised her eyebrow at me, but gave me my phone. 

“Hello?” I answered.

“Hey, Y/N. Um did you by any chance see the press?” He asked me. 

“Yeah,” I said. 

“Well, I have my premiere coming up and I was wondering if you’d like to go to the premiere and maybe confirm our relationship. Unless you don’t want to. Then I’m cool with it. I mean, I thought I should get your opinion on this,” Tom said. 

“You’re so sweet. I’d love to come to your premiere!” I said happily. I was blushing now because my manager was giving me a smiling look. 

“Great! Would you like to be my date?” Tom asked me. 

“Yes,” I said trying not to scream in joy. No matter what he did or said, it made me all giggly and happy. 

“Great. I’ll see you at the premiere on Friday,” He said. 


Once the premiere came in, I dressed up in my best. My manager was with me but my parents wanted to take some photos. I posed a little for them like a girl would do for prom. The doorbell rung and my dad opened it. 

“Hello Mr. Y/L/N,” I heard Tom say. 

“Tom!” I smiled. He walked in and I ran up to him. I hugged him tightly and he did the same. 

“Aw how cute. One picture then you two can go,” My mom said. We posed a little for her before we left for the premiere. 

The paparazzi was flashing pictures of us as I walked out of the limo after Tom. He posed for some pictures and I did the same. He walked back over to me and smiled. 

“Ready to go confirm our relationship?” He asked loud enough for me to hear. 

“Yeah,” I smiled. 

We walked over to E! news who was waiting for us and we smiled. Tom held my hand as I walked up the stairs. 

“Wow, let me just say you two look great!” Ryan said. 

“Thank you,” We said together. 

“Now the whole world wants to know if you two are officially a thing,” He said. 

“Well, we are here to confirm that it’s real. We’ve been dating for a while but wanted to keep it low,” Tom said. 

“And now you’re here to support him on his new movie?” Ryan asked me. 

“Of course!” I smiled. 

“That’s great. Will you be playing Mary Jane any time soon?” Ryan asked. 

“Hopefully,” I said. 

“What can we expect from the movie tonight, Tom?” 

“A lot of action and a few good laughs here and there,” Tom said. 

“Now, Y/N, do you get jealous when he kisses another actress?”

“No. I trust Tom,” I tell him.

“Well, I hope you two have a great night,” Ryan said. 

“Thank you,” You both waved at the camera before getting off the little stage.

Too sweet. Part 5- BTS Vampire!au

Genre: Angst/ Fluff? (I’m sure there will be some elements of fluff eventually) / M(Mature themes) / Descriptions of blood and…other things/ Supernatural

Biased: You X Yoongi X Jungkook X Vampire!au BTS

Type: Vampire!au

Author’s note: I know this took months but I hope u like it I enjoyed writing this part. I’m revamping this series with more a angsty love triangle plot nd i’m highkey excited!!!😍 This part is for you @justoneday-minyoongii ❤❤❤

Originally posted by jeonbase

INTRO/Prologue I Part 1 I Part 2 I Part 3 I Part 4 I Part 5 I Part 6 I

I was enticed by her, I yearned for her. When I caressed her with my cold fingers she didn’t shy away, she welcomed me warmly. I haven’t realized her meaning, but I’m content when we touch. 

I created a pit of despair, I pushed her away, I resented that I ever met her.

You skimmed over the book title languidly, you hands feeling the soft leather. You had found your way to a nice lounge like space and decided to read the books Jin had suggested. He wasn’t lying when he said some of the concepts would be difficult to grasp. As you read you stumbled upon a section; it read,

‘Vampires of this bloodline are know as the ‘lovers of blood’. When fed from on the crescent moon, prey can suffer from strong urges of affection, for anyone they see fit. Emotions become loose and vulnerable. Their words will be undoubtedly believable. Cunning, manipulating, anything to seduce it’s prey.’

You read over that with a perplexed expression.

“I see you’ve finally started the reading, do you need any help?” You looked up to see that the voice where coming from. Namjoon walked towards you with his hands in his pockets, you sighed.

“No, thank you.“ You looked back at the book and tried to look focused but he could see through that.

“You don’t understand it do you? Let me see.” You gave up and handed him the book.

Ah, your reading about Jimin’s bloodline. This is a really old book but it’s pretty accurate. A short summary of this would be, ‘because of their manipulative and charming nature they can coax whomever they want into their grasp, in a basic sense; they leave you high and dry. Have you experienced any of this?” 

“No.” You looked at him with a board expression.

“No? Well if you do don’t worry the affects go away in about 3 to 7 days. By the looks of it, your blood is adjusting well to the feeding so I doubt it’ll take too much of a toll on you.” He handed you the book with a smile.

“You should take it easy just in case, Kitten. If you need anything don’t hesitate to call.” He winked goodbye. You were almost fine with talking with him until he brought up the nick name that you hated you’ve become accustom to. 

You were wondering where everyone was, it was quite and you haven’t seen the usual faces you were used to seeing rush around the building. Instead of dwelling on that you just picked up another book.

“Have you checked up on Y/N? How are her blood levels?” Jin asked. Him and Namjoon were on an elevator up to the board room. All the Vampire and human doctors and deans were called to a meeting and Jin was on of the special guests.

“Yeah, Jimin fed from her last night and physically she’s adjusting.” 

“I was going through her blood tests and I found something a bit, abnormal.“ Jin pulled Namjoon into a slight secluded corner in the hall. 

 "The tests aren’t telling me if she’s a good donor for Yoongi, it keeps coming out as unreadable. It’s funny when you think about it, the first time I tested her I didn’t want to say anything but the CB special donor association would love to get there hands on her. She’s documented as my student, so even if they tried to take her they’d be violating their on law.” The two made their way into the meeting room and got situated at their seats.

“Thank you all for attending this meeting, your time will not be wasted. We’re here to discuss the strongest donors in the university and what their status is.”

‘Y/N, I will be out of town for a day or two. If you have any trouble, just call me. P.s I want you to write a donor observation paper.”

You sighed, setting down the bent piece of paper. You’ve been reading for a few hours now and it was getting tiring, so you decided to do some exploring. You sat down your book and went out into the lobby. You didn’t know that everyone would just jump ship and you’d be left alone-

What’s that sound?…” You mumbled to yourself.

It was the sound of a piano. You looked around to see if it was down here but a piano was nowhere to be seen. You looked up the staircase, maybe it’s coming from up there. You walked up the stairs only to arrive a Jin’s living space. You peeked down the hall to see a room door slightly cracked. You placed your hand on the door and the music stopped,

“Why did you stop? It sounded beautiful…” 

Yoongi inhaled and exhaled deeply and pulled back his hands. He stopped playing because of you, your blood’s smell was very potent and distracting.

“Oh, I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to intrude or anything. It sounded really nice…“ You realized that your sudden intrusion was probably a bit rude. He didn’t look back at you, he was too into his thoughts. 

You took his silence as an okay to get closer to him. As you stood just a few inches behind him; he was wondering why you seemed so familiar, like he’s been in your head before… Then it came to him, he knew you from that night Jin had a speech at a university and he mistakenly linked to your consciousness. That’s why you felt sleepy all of a sudden, it was because of him. He abruptly stood to his feet, making you a jump back a bit. His gaze caught yours, it was like a trans to look at him. His eyes resembled sable, so deep and celestial in a way. He stepped towards you and nonchalantly dipped his head down to sniff at your neck. 

“Ah…” He moaned lowly. He wasn’t use to blood making him feel this way, just your smell alone infatuated him. He looked you up and down, at this moment he began to analyze you, your face, your skin, your body…everything. He’s never gotten personal with a donor, personal meaning actually appreciating what they had to offer, but that’s because most blood makes him sick. He wanted to know you, to feel you, for some reason.

“Did Jin tell you to come in here?”

You cleared your throat, not sure you heard him correctly. Ever since you’ve been here he hasn’t shown the slightest interest in your blood and now he’s asking if Jin sent you? Of course you’re taken aback. 

“Um, what? No, why?”

“Jin thinks your blood would be good for me,” He let his finger tips graze over the spot he was hoping to bite.”So I assumed he sent you…” 

“Oh, well no he didn’t.” You casually shifted the weight on your feet.

“I don’t see you very often, are you-”

“Sit.” He pointed to the piano stool.

You narrowed your brows, you were caught off guard by the sudden demand but you obliged none the less. You sat with your hands in your lap, looking up at him as he stood behind you.

“Can you play?” 

“Not really- well I know one thing but I don’t practice so it’s-”

“Let me hear it…” He eyed your fingers, waiting for them to make their way to the instrument.

“Ok…” You cleared your throat, placed your hands on the keys and began to play. You played slowly, bringing down the tempo by at least two beats. Your finger had slipped one or two times, making a flat or a sharp when there shouldn’t have been. But you successfully finished the little melody and you exhaled in relief that your pitiful little recital was now over.

“That sounded a bit off…”

“Yeah, I told you I don’t practice…” Your cheeks went red at his critic and you smiled to yourself, it did sound pretty bad.

“You’re warm…” He placed his hand over yours and you flinched as his gelid hand tickled your finger tips .

“You’re cold.” You laughed at your little retort and he walked around the stool, to look down at you.

He craned down as if he were about to bite you so you closed your eyes, awaiting the contact. He swiftly pulled you to your feet and caught you in a demanding kiss. It took you a second but you slowly melted into it, he was cold but you felt the utmost warmth in him. His hands were glued to your sides as the kiss became feverish. He didn’t want to pull away, you felt too perfect but he decided he’d let up before he could get too carried away. His bottom lip glistened with a bit of his saliva and they were cherry red in the center. Your cheeks and lips were flushed and you had a feeling those side affects from Jimin were the cause of your willingness to just let Yoongi kiss you like that. He was almost as surprised as you at his action but he couldn’t explain it, you seemed so familiar to him he wanted to feel you.

“Your scent is really- it’s strong…” He shook his head to get his hair from draping over his lashes. He knew that potentially you could give him the same symptoms as any other blood would but you were too good to not try, at least once.

He grabbed your wrist, spinning you around and pushing you against the piano. He tilted his head, crooking up the corner of his lip as you tried to avoid pressing down on any keys.

“Do you know the risks?” He asked as he twisted a strand of your hair between his thumb and index finger.

You sheepishly shook your head no whilst swallowing thickly. He pushed back your hair and brushed his lips over your skin, making you shiver. “I won’t hurt you…why are you nervous? Relax…” At that he languidly bit down. You flinched upon the sting but you did your best to relax as he slipped his eyes shut in pure bliss. Your blood was better than he expected, it felt like the first time he’s ever truly indulged in such a hypnotic sweetness. You gave him a feeling he’s never felt before, it was like an out of body experience, like he was floating and you were the only thing that could keep him grounded. 

He noticed you didn’t know what to do with your hands, you had them awkwardly at your chest. He placed your hands on the shoulders of his shirt for you to grab something and he took this chance to press your bodies closer. You scrunched his shirt into your fists as you started to feel lightheaded. He was leaning a lot of his weight against you so you found it more difficult to stay standing. You tried to steady yourself by holding on to something behind you but instead you mistakenly slammed your hands on the keys, emitting an awful jumble of broken notes.

Ah!” You gasped, you didn’t know it but your blood was shot with an onslaught of adrenaline and the taste was overwhelming. He pulled away and started panting lowly under his breath to steady himself. He pried himself away from you, removing his teeth from your neck faster than he would have liked and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Sorry…” You apologized lowly.

“You might have a headache for a little while…” He held onto your arm to make sure you didn’t loose your balance before letting you stand on your own. He acquired that unreadable expression once again as he left the room.

You expected to feel tired or in pain but it was more like a nice fuzzy feeling in your head. You could almost compare it to being high, although you’ve never experienced it, you were sure this is what it felt like.

“I’m starving…” Taehyung whined, whilst lazily playing with his phone. 

Hoseok leered at Tae with pure agitation in his eyes and he was about to tell him for the tenth but they were arriving at the gates. Tae perked up at the site of the gates, Jimin and Jungkook had both been in deep thought. Jimin was worried, you were left alone and he wasn’t sure if you were feeling any of the symptoms. Jungkook was trying to make a plan, he wanted to try and feed from you but he knew it would be difficult with all of his Hyungs around. 

“Jungkook-ah, you know what I’m gonna do when we get inside?” He crooked his brow. 

“I’m gonna find Y/N and we’re gonna have a nice and long feeding session.” He cooed chuckling at the thought.

Jungkook tried to conceal his disdain for that teasing statement so he gave him a dirty look..

“Sorry but I’m feeding from her first.” 

Jungkook looked at his Hyung with a look of betrayal. Taehyung scoffed, knowing that the older vampires were entitled to the blood of there choice so he couldn’t really fight with him. They knew you were off limits to Jungkook but they couldn’t help but tease him a little. They finally pulled in and there were a few students who were unpacking and going inside. The four of them went inside as the chauffeurs got their bags and everyone went there separate ways except for Tae who was following Hoseok. He looked at Hobi with the most devious eyes, and Hoseok grinned.

“Ah…I can sense her. You know, I’m feeling generous…. Tae, I guess there’s no reason why we can’t share, come on.” Tae’s eyes lit up at his words and the both of them went towards that sweet scent that they’ve been craving for a few days now. When they found you you were in one of the empty classrooms, reading book. They walked inside and they were surprised you didn’t here them come in.

“Y/N, we’re back.” Tae tapped your shoulder and you whipped your around, startled to see them but also relieved. 

“Oh- Taehyung, Hoseok, hi, how was your trip?” You stood up to bow to them and they both smiled at you warmly. 

“It was good but we’re really hungry, Y/N.” Hoseok stalked towards you, already hinting his intentions. You grinned nervously, if he was gonna drink your blood why was Tae here? 

“Oh, really?” You turned around to pull off your reading glasses and set them on the desk and your heart was now beating out of your chest, he said ‘we’re’, that could only mean that the both of them were planning something.

 “Uh…you guys should go eat something then…” You were hoping they were here just to say hi but you kind of got the message. 

“You’re funny Y/N, you are our something to eat.” He laughed show casing his boxy smile and when you turned around to try to come up with an excuse Hoseok was standing right in front of you. 

“Hey!-” You squealed, grabbing onto Hoseok’s shirt when he quickly grabbed the back of your thighs in an attempt to lift you up. 

“Hobi! Stop it!” You wrapped your arms around his neck in fear that he would drop you if you didn’t. When you moved your arms from around his neck he eased you to sit up on the wooden desk. You were eye to eye and he had the most breathtaking smile plastered on his lips, you were speechless.

“Don’t get shy on me-” He stopped mid sentence, knitting his brows before moving your hair so he could conclude his hypothesis.

 “Yoongi? Yoongi fed from you…And You’re still standing?” He was almost shocked yet he chuckled a little under his breath, knowing your blood was so indifferent he kind of expected this. You flinched when Tae’s hand was suddenly on your shoulder and his cold nose brushed over the healed wound while he confirmed that it was Yoongi’s. 

“Y-yeah, what’d you mean still standing?” Neither of them cared to answer, given how distracted they were by the new found information. 

“She really is perfect…” Tae said with a small look of aw on his face.

Hobi was apart of the breed of vampires who thrived on touch when they fed, at least that’s what the book said. They have to feel that you’re there and it was a trait developed at a young age. It was an odd quality but you were willing to conform. Your eyes fluttered shut upon his hands brushing away your hair and him just caressing your skin.

“Aren’t you gonna try to make an excuse or something? You seem so willing.” You peeked open your eyes to see him awaiting an answer. 

“I’ve been reading about you guys and your breed of, you know…” You turned from him too shy to further explain. “You’ve been reading about me? Aw, that’s cute.“ He laughed.

 “What about me Y/N? Have you read about me yet?” Taehyung spoke eagerly. You shook your head no and he furrowed his brows. 

“You did all your research for him but not me?” He scoffed. Hobi looked back at Tae with a cocky smirk.

“No, it’s not that I just haven’t gotten to it yet…” You explained, in an attempt to make him feel better but there was still a pout on his lips. Speaking of lips someone was taking quite an interest in yours. Hoseok’s eyes kept glancing at your lips and when he noticed you looking at him weird he snapped out of it with a nervous grin. 

He was low-key wanting to kiss you, you didn’t know if you wanted to do that. Sure you kissed Yoongi but that wasn’t you acting it was just the moment. “What?”

”Your lips look perfect…Can I?“

That was really forward.

At least he was asking, unlike some people. You shook your head no, you just didn’t feel comfortable doing that, especially if Tae was watching. He left it alone and went straight for your neck, biting down quickly making you wince. Meanwhile Taehyung was trying to figure out where he was going to bite you. And then it hit him. He stalked over to you two, you weren’t paying any attention to him but you felt Hoseok move to the side a little, you wondered why. 

Taehyung knelt in front of you and his hand found your leg. You looked down at him and he smirked before biting into your thigh. “Agh!” You couldn’t help but jerk your leg away from the unfamiliar sensation. You were groaning in discomfort and trying to get away, but it was difficult. Hoseok’s hands gripped your waist to keep you at bay.

When he pulled away you whimpered. “Does it sting?”

“Mhm…” At your response he suddenly tongued at the bite marks, lapping at it like a animal would a wound. Out of appreciation he licked the wounds to ensure a quick healing. Tae was using both of his hands to hold your leg down but you still managed to move around. 

“Y/N, stop moving…” He groaned from on your neck.

“S-sorry.” You relaxed and soon laid your head on Hobi’s shoulder. Tae looked up through half lidded eyes and he was a little jealous, seeing you and Hobi like that was getting to him, he decided to do something about it.

He removed his teeth making you gasp; he stood up while wiping the blood from his mouth. He scooted Hoseok out of the way so that he was no longer between your legs and he went to your neck, you assumed he was going to bite you but he only pecked your skin in the most delicate way. Hoseok was side-eyeing him, he knew what Tae was doing but he wasn’t about to entertain it. But then again he thought it would be fun to test him a little…

In one quick movement Hobi fist his hand into your hair and pulled your lips to his, he had a thing for hair pulling you’ve learned. You whined for him to let up but he only hummed in response. Tae decided to give his hyung a run for his money, he sucked on your skin sloppily in an attempt to leave a mark. This didn’t feel right, you didn’t like this at all. You wanted to get away but you didn’t have the physical power to protest, not that it would’ve helped.


Jin walked into the room and his jaw dropped. He didn’t know if he was furious or confused. You were currently sitting on a table with Tae and Hobi practically devouring you.

“What the hell…” Namjoon trailed in behind him and his face contorted in mild disgust. There were two streams of blood going down your calves and he could tell Tae was responsible for that. Mentally the two cursed themselves at the arrival of their hyungs and this couldn’t get any more awkward. Hoseok scooted from between your legs and tried to help you off the table but you swatted his hand away and got off yourself, landing on your feet unsteadily. The wounds were still sore and your cheeks burned in mortification.

“H-hey Hyung, how was your-”

You two, get out and I’ll deal with you later. Y/N, come with me so I can clean you up.”

The two of them straightened up and gave you a nervous smile before swiftly leaving the room. You looked over at Jin but quickly looked away, you don’t know how you allowed this to happen, but then again you weren’t no match for the both of them; you were defenseless. 

Jin walked over to you and grasped your hand, leading you out of the class room and downstairs to the lab.

“On their behalf, I’m so sorry.” Jin pointed to the chair near the counter and you idly took a seat. You knew they had their instincts and all but what those two did wasn’t something you’ve ever witnessed before; it was inhuman. 

“They normally don’t do things like that-” he paused mid sentence, “Oh, you’re healing faster…that’s good.” You looked down at the slightly minimized pricks on your thigh. And when he got here he sensed Yoongi’s scent on you and he was surprised. Gently, he moved your hair to see that Hobi bite mark was slowly healing but Yoongi’s almost looked fresh. That was unusual, especially since you were giving blood normally now. He pulled up a chair and cleaned the access blood around the wound. He put some type of medicated ointment on it before bandaging it.

“Have you been ok? I know I haven’t been able to check up on you like I want to, I’ve been really busy.” Jin got up to give you a glass of water and you thanked him.

“I’ve been fine… but can I ask you a question?” You spoke sheepishly.

“Sure, anything.” Jin looked at you tentatively.

“How come you don’t try to drink my blood? I mean- it’s just the others always go on about how good it is…And you haven’t had any.” You didn’t know if that sounded weird but you were just curious.

“I’ve sampled some of your blood, don’t get me wrong; your blood is excellent but I don’t feed from donors. It may not seem like it but feeding is a very intricate process. It’s pretty normal for the others but some more mature vampires take feeding as an intimate thing, like you may have noticed with Yoongi.” Jin had stuck your arm to draw some blood while you drank your water and you choked on it.

“Intimate?…” You swallowed with a confused expression, he took notice and laughed a little.

“Well intimate might not be the word for it… they’re just really picky, the blood and vessel have to be to their preference. Not everyone’s like that, like Hoseok…he isn’t too picky…” He took out the needle and replaced it with a cotton ball and medical tape

“Oh… But that doesn’t answer my question.” you brought your arms to your self and awaited an answer.

“I don’t get as affected by the scent of blood, I’ve always been like that; that’s why I’m able to do surgery and be around blood without wanting it. I don’t drink from you because I try not to drink from donors unless absolutely necessary, that’s the only reason.” Jin helped you stand from your chair and he had a look in his eyes; like he really did have hidden intentions but he willed himself to step away.

“We’re gonna see how your blood affects Yoongi so you go up stairs and I’ll be up shortly.”

You nodded before making your way to the elevator. It was a short trip up and when the doors opened you saw Yoongi sitting on the couch and Namjoon sitting opposite of him.

Namjoon caught your gaze, you looked like you wanted the world to swallow you up. “Y/N, that was quite a show we walked in on-”

“Don’t, it’s already embarrassing enough.” You were redfaced and he laughed as if it was the funniest thing he’d ever witnessed. You sat in the seat one space away from Yoongi and put your face in your hands.

“It’s ok Y/N, it’s nothing to be ashamed of. Some of the shyest donors like it that-”

“Stop teasing her, Namjoon.” Jin cut in, rescuing you from Namjoons teasing. Yoongi rested his head on his hand with his elbow propped on the side of the chair, seemingly uninterested in the whole ordeal. You watched Namjoon get up and pressed your hands to your knees in anticipation. Jin called for you to stand up and so you did.

“Y/N, I’m gonna ask you to do something that may be a little uncomfortable but bare with me.” Jin sat across from where you stood and you looked around, the elder vampires didn’t look at you with much interest but with more of an amused expression - what was going on?

“What’d you mean?” You looked at Jin, completely clueless onto what he was planning. 

“I asked Yoongi to cleanse your blood. You’ll have to go to the student health check at the Crimson Board association, all the donors have to be clean a week before the appointment.” Jin watched your brows furrow and you weren’t liking this. “You’ll have three sessions a day.” 

Your stance wavered and instinctively crossed your arms in defense. “You’re kidding.” 

“No, I’m not. Most donors don’t have to do this but your blood is a little different.” Jin remained calm even though you were obviously upset.

“I don’t understand- You’re a doctor! Why can’t you give me medicine or something? I can’t do that everyday…I can barely take getting attacked randomly and now you want me on a schedule too?” With a furrowed brow, you looked at Jin hoping he’d change his decision.

“Why don’t you want me to feed from you?” Yoongi looked up at you, knowing the meaning behind your unwillingness. It was him.

“I-” You paused, “…It’s not- I don’t know…” Your heart sank, he wasn’t convinced. 

“Yes you do, tell me…” He urged, obviously he wasn’t gonna stop until he got the answer he was looking for.

“It scared me…I don’t know if I can handle all of that…”  

“You can handle it Y/N, Yoongi knows what he’s doing, you’re in good hands.”

You didn’t want to be in anyone’s hands, but you signed up for this; there wasn’t much you could object.

“So it’s just Yoongi?…” You asked bashfully, trying not to look his way.

“Yes, only him for a week.”

“Fine. I’m going to my room, goodnight.” 

You bowed and left the three of them to each other. Jin went to his desk to sign a few papers Namjoon looked over at Yoongi and smirked.

“Since you get to have her to yourself for a whole week I’ll go have a taste before I miss my chance.” 

You stepped out of the thick, stuffy air of the bathroom and surveyed your bedroom before walking out completely. It wasn’t too late but it was around the time most students were asleep. With a robe and slippers on you peeked out to see if anyone was in the halls.

Tip toeing to the kitchen you relaxed when you saw it was vacant. Not bothering to turn on the light you opened up the fridge looking for something to snack on. You yelped in surprise, a tall figure stood behind you, his shadow towered over yours.“Namjoon?…” You called softly.

You heard him scoff, he tugged on your robe making it hang off your shoulder. You tried to turn around and say something that might save you but he was persistent.

“Stay still.” He commanded sternly, and you backed down in fear that he might hurt you. His slender finger hooking around your spaghetti strap he pulled it down, exposing your skin to the cool air. The refrigerator handle was still firm in your grip until he pried it out of your hand and pushed the door close. He shuffled over so that you were facing the hall and he was pressed flush against you. Without warning, his fangs sunk into your tender flesh, tearing through the muscle, shooting sharp bolts of pain to your head. You whimpered in anguish, your skin becoming hot to the touch, he had to hold you up for your legs shuddered erratically and you squirmed relentlessly. Your limbs felt numb and you suddenly didn’t have to ability to move. You panicked.

“Namjoon, ah- N-namjoon, please… I c-can’t move, Namjoon…” You whined loudly, being bitten in this position was straining enough but you’ve also been bitten multiple times in one day. Namjoon tilted your head back onto his shoulder and bit you again but closer to your neck, your eyes squeezed shut. The feeling mimicked ecstasy but it oddly favored numbness, when gave up and let him take full control a sense of gluttony washed over you. You became greedy for more, as if you were a different person you tried to grab his hand and bring him close. He withdrew his mouth and you groaned at the loss. He smirked and brought his lips to your ear. 

“Good, you did good kitten, you actually did it…it feels nice doesn’t it?” He cooed.

You blinked rapidly what just happened? You barely like to talk to him let alone have him touch you. And you gave in, just like that.

“What- what are you talking about? What did you do to me?” Your cheeks were flushed. You tried to get away but you were completely drained, you couldn’t even stand properly. After situated your clothes he turned you to face him and you struggled to keep your eyes on him, blood seeped down the corner of his lip and he licked it up.

“You just submitted to me, with some help of course. I’m surprised, I thought you didn’t like me all that much but you’re surely living up to your name, kitten.” He caressed the top of your head with a cheeky smile/

“Let me go…I’m going back to my room.” You pushed him away with little strength but as soon as he granted your wish you toppled to the ground. Namjoon calmly knelt down to see your unconscious face, he chuckled. You were something else. He picked you up and took you to your room. He opened the door with one hand and laid you on the bed gently as he covered you up. 

When he saw Namjoon leave your room he walked in cautiously, curious onto your state. Yoongi looked upon your sleeping form, your neck still decorated with bite wounds. He touched where Namjoon had bitten you and instantly your face contorted in pain, it made him twitch, his jaw tightened. Namjoon forced a mindset on you in a vulnerable moment to get what he wanted, and to make you feel like you wanted it, how cruel.