I don’t know what to warn this. But it is pure smut and it has yaoi in it! If you don’t like it don’t read it. @silhouetted-beauty Helped me plan this out, so this is for you really <3
You fidgeted with the box that you had currently been
wrapping on your table, the tape not making your life easier as you tried to
tape down the brown wrapping paper that had your doodles on it for your best
friends. A soft growl rose from your throat, the corner of the left side of
your mouth pushed up into a snarl. Your hair was everywhere from how you pulled
it and raked your brains trying to figure out a solution to this hard task that
was supposed to be simple. Clicking on your tongue when the box looked at least
half decent, you made a motion to hop up from your kitchen table going towards
your room to change from your long shirt that you slept in into something more
appropriate for going out. Which actually in your mind wasn’t anything more
covered up. Grabbing at white high waist shorts you slipped them on but not
before putting on some fishnets that had a protective band around your waist
ensuring the material would stay secure. Placing on your favorite red lace bra,
you threw on a pink button down shirt, leaving the first three buttons undone
you only snapped two below it in total before tying the ends in the front
causing the shirt to rise and show a peak of the lower part of your belly
button. Crossing into the bathroom feeling your excitement boil over
practically, you set yourself in to curl your hair and pin it up, tying a
bandana around it letting your bangs fall messily into your right eye. Your
makeup was bold because at times you liked to be a bold girl- just not a scary
one. Base and foundation a little blush also never hurt. Your eyebrows were
drawn in to make them thick, your eyelashes curled and lined with mascara. You
put pink eyeshadow around the bottom of your eyelid leaving the top to be a
soft stroke of red as if it was fading out. You drew on wings on your eyelids
finishing it off with red lipstick. Once you made sure you looked absolutely
breathtaking you went to put on ankle boots not wanting to have to walk around
town in heels all day.
Why were you getting so dressed up? Well your best friends
Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook had just gotten back from tour. You had missed
them terribly and while they were gone you also visited the states to stock up
on their favorite snacks that couldn’t get brought in Korea and you made them
something like a care package. You knew that the two should be home today, or
at least the whole group, you hadn’t actually talked to them but considering
they had down time you wanted to bet they would avoid the studio and the
company building while they rested for at least a day. You had known Jimin and
Jungkook before they debuted and you were lucky enough they kept you around to
meet the rest of their friends deeming you as a best friend for life. And you
were proud of all their hard work and everything they stood for. Grabbing at
your house keys, you carried the large box in hand. As you walked to the curb
to wait for a taxi all of you hoped that they were there, yes you should have
asked but there’s no harm in coming over unannounced, right?
An hour later you were standing there in front of the dorm
shaking off the nervous feeling you had in your stomach. You always got like
this when it was time to come face to face with them again. It didn’t help that
they were attractive as well, making you all the more nervous though you’ve
practically spent all your time here with them. Walking up to their door, you
knocked on the surface leaning against the door to see if you could hear
anything. A pout soon graced your facial features as you were returned with
nothing. Sighing you tried knocking once again and when you got no answer you
called both phone lines that rang but never picked up. Sighing, you grabbed
your spare key from your pocket (not even the manager knew you had it) so you
had to pick and choose the right times to come over for his sake as well. You
moved to open the door walking inside deciding to just leave the box there and
wait for Jimin and Jungkook to tell you later how much they enjoyed the gift.
At first, you decided to leave in on the table so that everyone would know it
was from you but because you thought one of the elders would try to keep it for
themselves you opted out and decided to head for their room.
“Ungh~ J-jimin.” You heard a deep male voice ring out with a
cry of pleasure.
Your face heated up quickly, your ears felt like they were
on fire and you prayed that you heard that wrong. Creeping towards the heavy
breaths that quickly followed the moans of pleasure you ended up in front of
one of the rooms. The door was ajar, open enough to see in but not wide enough
to walk right in. What you saw almost made you drop the box. Jimin was on top
of Jungkook, their naked bodies were pressed together, Jimin’s hand wrapped
around Jungkook neck as he drove into him, fucking him senseless against the
bed. Jimin was smirking looking down with hooded eyes at the male below him.
Groaning from the pleasure as his hips slapped against Jungkook’s. His sweaty
hair pressed against his forehead some falling into his eyes as he opened his
mouth to whisper out to the pleading male.
“I’ve been waiting to fuck your ass for such a long time now
don’t you know that? Seeing you do such sinful body rolls, how you kept teasing
me biting those plump lips. You should be careful Jungkook, I’d hate for the
hyungs to see you limp around wondering why your ass is so sore.” Jimin taunted
earning husky moans from Jungkook.
“I did it just for you. I wanted you to fuck me until I
couldn’t walk. I don’t get to have the pleasure often.” Jungkook groaned out
rolling his head back in pleasure.
Jimin gripped at Jungkook’s member stroking it in time with
his thrusts earning more shouts of pleasure from the vocalist. “Hmm sounds like
someone enjoys that. You’re such a dirty boy baby. Do you like how I touch your
cock? Does Jiminnie make you feel good?” Jimin taunted earning a strangled
approval moan from Jungkook.
You almost dropped the box in your hands. You KNEW IT! You
had tried multiple of times to ask Jimin and Jungkook about it and they denied
that they were anything more than friends. It wasn’t until the latest broadcast
of the Vapp that you figured they were lying to you trying to cover their
asses. But now finally you had something to hang over their head! No more could
they embarrass you. A soft groan from the room made you come back to the scene
in front of you, your eyes were cast down to the floor as you had been lost in
thought. Your panties becoming damp as you listened in on the lovers fucking.
Your eyes roamed from the floor up to the bed and the dark eyes piercing through
your own made you gasp out loud. Taking a step back to run you tripped over
your feet, falling on your ass with the box almost falling onto the ground but
you managed to catch it in your lap. Scooting backwards, your eyes stayed on
Jimin as you backed up, seeing him smirk you tried to scramble off the floor
but it was too late.
“Why don’t you come in here y/n.” Jimin gave Jungkook one
last hard thrusts, a bit of anger washed through him that you had chosen the
worst time to come over. He had been sexually frustrated since the tour started
and all he wanted to do until the others come home was fuck into Jungkook.
“I-I no. I can come back.” You stammered moving to stand up
as Jimin pulled out of Jungkook slowly locking his eyes with yours he gave a
“I said, come in here.” Jimin demanded. Jungkook turned to
look at you, a flush face and body he sat up slowly biting on his bottom lip.
You could feel your legs pulling you forward but your mind screamed that it
wasn’t a good idea to go home and talk to them later. Curiosity took over the
best of you and without thinking you moved until you were standing in the front
of both of them holding the box you got from them. You were so nervous that
sweat started to build up on your forehead, and you squirmed in your spot.
“Why are your shoes still on?” Jungkook asked to cut through
the awkward air trying to lighten the move.
“Yeah can I go now?” You asked softly placing the box down
on the dresser that was against the wall.
“Why on earth would you want to leave now?” Jimin asked
sarcastically giving a flustered smile. He was nervous, if you told anyone they
would get teased forever and it wouldn’t be a good situation from there.
“Because my best friends are lying pieces of shit. But don’t
worry I’ll make sure not to laugh when I tell Namjoon I was right all along.”
“You’re not telling anyone!” Jimin shouted moving to sit at
the edge of the bed and you couldn’t help but let your eyes travel downwards to
rest on his toned body and red shaft. It looked swollen and painfully hard.
“I will do whatever I please!” You snapped back at him when
you came to your senses.
“Please don’t y/n.. No one else but you know..” Jungkook
pleaded and you paused for a split second wishing you would just stop checking
the both of them out, because Jungkook looked so thick and your mouth watered,
they were both so sexy.
“You’re lying. Why should I believe you?!” You asked feeling
your face heat up more, you don’t know why you were making this into such a big
deal when it wasn’t even about you.
“Look, I know we lied to you but I promise! They don’t know
about us. And we aren’t ready to tell them yet. We are still figuring things
out enjoying each other. It’s safer this way.” Jimin pleaded. You growled
softly, you didn’t want to believe them. But.. It would make sense why they
were left behind when the rest weren’t here and how they acted so needy on
“Listen. I don’t give a damn about what you do behind closed
doors but they are your friends just like I am but if anything, they are more
important and they deserve to know!” You stomped your foot about to walk off
until Jimin gripped at your wrist to tug you back towards him.
“Look we already apologized what else do you want??” Jimin
questioned sighing heavily. “Look you are our best friend besides the guys so
we trust you but if we have to we will blackmail you.” Jimin said causing you
to jerk your wrist from him. You were going to say something but in that moment
Jungkook leaned over to whisper something to Jimin who was turning from stressed
out to perked up and full of smiles.
“Actually.. That’s a great idea Jungkook.” Jimin smirked
tilting his head. “I mean, it’s no secret you’re attractive as fuck.” Jimin moaned
out standing up making his way over to you.
“Jimin.. This isn’t funny stop.” You warned in a shaky tone stepping
“What’s the matter? Can you honestly tell me you don’t want
us? We have seen the way you look at us and I must admit you’ve been a reason I’ve
stroked myself many nights. Thinking about those pretty pink lips around my
hard cock. I bet your eyes would water up when I fuck that nice mouth of yours.
Or maybe that nice tight pussy. It’s been a while since you’ve had sex, hasn’t
it?” Jimin asked, coming up to stand in front of you, your feet had stopped
moving you backwards. Some part of you liked the fucking attention both males
were giving to you and you were starting to hate that part a bit. “I know you
want it. And I bet you’re tight.” Jimin wrapped his arms around your waist,
pressing his hardened cock against your stomach, he gripped at your ass cheeks
thrusting his hips backwards and forwards causing his thick appendage to rub
across your skin.
“J-Jimin don’t you dare fuck with me.” You stammered before
realizing what you just said. He gave you a smirk, and when you tried to open
your mouth and change what had already been said, he replaced the air with his
lips kissing you hungrily as his hands dug into your plump ass cheeks. His tongue
darting out to lick the inside of your mouth causing a heated battle between
the two of you. At first your movements were hesitant and shy but it didn’t
take you long for your hands to be moving up to tangle into Jimin’s soft locks
of hair. Jungkook watching the scene in front of him felt his cock twitch at
the sight. You both looked so good together and he wanted in on the action. Standing
up, he moved to stand behind you pressing his naked body against your back
side, his hand sweeping around your front in between your legs that were trying
to shut tight.
“Nuhuh, open them!” Jungkook commanded. You tried to rebel
due to the fact that he was Jimin’s bottom but he was having none of that.
Pulling your hair back he broke the kiss, making you strain to look up at him a
dark glower in his eyes. “Don’t disobey me, or think for one second just
because I let Jimin take over I won’t fucking wreck your little pussy or your
tight ass.” Jungkook warned and Jimin chuckled breathing against your neck
causing you to shudder as he licked a stripe up your skin.
“Don’t worry baby. We have a couple of hours, either way she’s
going to be wrecked. She won’t even have a voice. She will be begging us not to
stop.. Or to stop it doesn’t matter as long as she’s cumming on my cock.” Jimin
stated as Jungkook let your hair go, Jimin’s hand gripping your chin forcing
you to look at him. “You’re going to be daddy’s good girl, right?” He asked softly
licking across your bottom lip, but the way he said it made you know that no
matter what he was not asking he was telling. Your body was betraying you, your
panties were becoming soaked and you were needy. Your breathing was hitched
already from a fucking kiss. “Let’s get you undressed, shall we?” Jimin asked
rhetorically as his hands moved up to cup your breast earning a slight moan
from you. Jungkook leaned his head over to latch his lips onto your skin,
sucking at your flesh causing you to squirm where you stood. Jimin messaged
your breast through your bra, his fingers flicking across your nipples,
Jungkook’s hand moved down between your legs that you opened for him voluntarily
feeling him cup your sex rubbing your clothed pussy with his hand.
“Can you feel how hot she is Jimin? I bet she’s so wet right
now. Thinking about what we will do to her.” Jungkook teased, his hand raising
to slip inside of your shorts and past the barrier of your thigh highs even
your panties, his long fingers brushing against your wet clit before a finger
slid up and down your slit causing you to mewl in pleasure. “Well would you
look at that. It’s an ocean down here. I didn’t know you got off watching men
fuck.” Jungkook taunted playing with your slit before he went to pinching on
your throbbing bud. “Such a dirty slut.” He whispered against your ear causing you
to bite on your bottom lip.
Jimin started to work on your shirt undoing it and pulling
it off you. You were in his favorite red bra you just didn’t know it. Or did
you? Because even though you were all friends you always had a way of teasing
him. Jimin leaned down to lick the top of your breast, his hands squeezing your
mounds in his hand before he dips his tongue down the valley of your flesh. You
pushed your hips down against Jungkook’s hand who was sliding a finger inside
of you thrusting it slowly while your bra was removed. “I can’t wait to fuck
these.” Jimin admitted throwing your bra somewhere behind him, leaning forward
he teased you with his tongue, swiping across your flesh but never staying too
long. Using his teeth to bite at your nipple and pull the flesh with his
fingers. Your mouth opened as tiny moans of his name came out of your mouth.
“You’re so cooperative. Had I known you would have been so
ready to fuck, we would have let you join a long time ago.” Jimin chuckled
“F-fuck. You.” You spat through clenched teeth as Jungkook
added another finger inside of you, stroking your inner walls with his thick
fingers burying them to the hilt, slowly stretching you out.
“No baby.” Jimin stated looking up in your eyes. “I’m going
to fuck you.” It was the way he said it that had your legs buckling as your
hands gripped onto your shorts. He chuckled wrapping his lips around your left
nipple sucking on it harshly, his tongue sliding up and down your perked-up
nipple while his free hand played with your other breast. Jungkook searched for
your spot, thrusting his fingers in different directions until he found it
earning a sharp cry from your lips. He smirked using his fingers to plunge deep
into your heat using his legs to spread you wider as Jimin got on his knees to
suck more at your breast. You could hear the wet sounds of Jungkook’s fingers
slamming inside of you.
“Does it feel good? Do you like how I finger fuck you
princess?” Jungkook asked, brushing his thumb against your clit. He was staring
to pick up his speed but when you didn’t answer, he stopped holding his fingers
in place his free hand gripping at your chin forcing your head back once again
as you whined. “If I ask you something you will answer. Or you will leave here
one frustrated woman.” His eyes burned into yours and you nodded your head in understanding
not wanting to try him out on his threat. “Good girl, tell me you like it.”
Jungkook gave a half smirk his fingers slamming in and out of you at a fast
“Holy shit! I love it Jungkook- please it feels so good! I
love your fingers stretching out my pussy!” You cried out with a flushed face.
Jimin kissed down your body moaning at your sounds, gripping at your shorts he undid
them in a hurry, pulling them down your legs and taking off your shoes. Instead
of keeping your fishnets intact, he started to rip them from your core opening
you up for him. He could see the water that collected in your panties, he could
see it dripping down the inside of your thighs as Jungkook’s fingers worked on
your body. He looked up at you, moving his hands back to play with your breast.
“Jungkook! Jungkook I’m going to cum!” You cried out, your
body was shaking, goosebumps rising on your skin from the pleasure your pussy
was speaking loud and clear with the lewd noises, your makeup would have been
ruined had it not been water proof.
“Cum for me baby.” Jungkook rasped out. You were still trying
to hold out, watching as Jimin destroyed your fishnets to place open wet kisses
along your skin. “Please. Please cum for me.” Jungkook almost begged, his hips rolling
against your ass. Feeling his stiffened member between your ass cheeks as he
used his fingers to fuck you was too much. Your stomach tightened and legs gave
way as you nodded your head your cum spilling onto his fingers. Jungkook
harshly bit on your ear moaning seductively as he rode out your orgasm with
you, his fingers curling inside of you to get everything the wetness that
trickled down your thighs getting sucked up by Jimin.
Jimin pulled down your panties, looking at your glistening
center as Jungkook toyed with your pussy before he pulled his fingers back
slowly. He brought his fingers up to your lips, waiting for you to open your
mouth. Parting your lips, you almost gagged on his fingers as Jungkook shoved
them down your throat making you taste yourself, Jimin wasting no time through
one of your legs over his shoulder attacking your pussy with his mouth. He
latched onto your center, his lips wrapping around your clit as he harshly
sucked. His tongue was pressing down against the throbbing pink clit, the flat
of his tongue roughly moving up and down as he sucked on you. Your cries were
choked back by the fingers that were brushing down the back of your throat, a
spit trail starting to escape your mouth and dance down the sides. Jimin kept
your legs open, using his mouth to cover your pussy, his tongue flicked rapidly
up and down your slit, his hands moving to spread your pussy lips wide. He
shoved his warm tongue inside of your pussy groaning at the taste. Your mind
was blown, you had no words for how you felt but you knew you wanted to please
them as much as you were getting pleased. Your hand reached around you to grab
at Jungkook’s shaft. You pumped him dry at first, causing his hips to buck up
against your hand as he pulled his fingers from your mouth. He looked over your
shoulder, reaching his dry hand down to grab at Jimin’s head pushing it closer
to your pussy causing you to both moan out. Jungkook let the tip of his cock
pressed against your ass cheeks, opening your plump flesh with one hand he let
his thumb press against the ring of your tight asshole.
“I can’t wait. To bury my dick to the hilt inside of your
pussy. And fuck you until you can’t even beg for mercy.” He groaned against
your ear causing you to release a whimper from your lips, your hand squeezing
at his tip to gather precum from his tip. Jungkook groaned looking down at how
painfully hard he was, your hand wasn’t going to do it.
“Jimin.” He rasped out, his own neediness coming out. Jimin
looked up from your pussy, his hands rubbing up and down the insides of your
thighs as his mouth moved on your pussy, his tongue wiggling on your insides
causing you to grow wetter from the motions of his tongue. Jimin looked from
your pussy up to Jungkook and back to you, he pulled back slowly licking his
lips and standing up.
“I want you to suck Jungkook off.” Jimin gripped onto your
arm turning you around. You got on your knees, looking up at Jungkook you
gripped his shaft running your tongue along the underside of his cock causing
him to shudder and slap your hand away. He positioned his cock at your mouth
pushing it inside. His hand gripping at your curls fucking them up as he
brought your head down onto his shaft face fucking you harshly. His moans
filled the room as he snapped his hips against your face his balls hitting your
chin. Jimin laid on his back, spreading your legs wide he caused you to
straddle him making you ride his face. Your moans only aided Jungkook in
feeling more pleasure, pushing his cock down your throat watching as it disappeared
between your lips. Your red lipstick was coming off your lips and becoming
smeared as he pressed against your face. He cupped your cheeks with his free
hand slapping your cheek as he watched you.
“Look at all that pretty red lipstick getting smeared over
my dick. I never knew you took it so well, you look like you’ve found where you
belong. On your knees for me.” Jungkook taunted you licking his lips as he saw
you moan from it. Jimin could feel your walls tighten around his tongue, his
fingers going up to brush against your clit aiding his work on your pussy. Your
hand reached down to grip his hair, tears brimming in your eyes from both the
stretch and the pleasure, you were crying out around Jungkook’s swollen shaft
that stretched out your jaw. You tried to pull back to get Jimin to let up but
Jungkook was holding you down making you take him. Your legs trembled as you
looked up at him, face fucked as well as your pussy, your second orgasm
rippling through you and causing your hips to grind harshly against Jimin’s
face. He gripped at your ass cheeks keeping you in place continuing to suck you
clean until he felt you were done. He pulled back from you sliding from under
your body he motioned to the bed with his head for Jungkook to see. Jungkook
pulled back from you slowly, helping you up he pushed you down on the bed, your
front half against the bed but the rest of your body standing. Your legs spread
wide for him, his hands stroking at your sides.
“I’m actually glad you told us all about you being on the
pill. Now I can fill this pussy up as much as I want to and not have to worry
about getting you pregnant.” Jungkook stroked his slick shaft that was wet from
your spit. Rubbing his head up and down your slit he watched as you tried to
claw at the bed and move. He found it adorable that you didn’t want to beg for
mercy when your body was fully red and reacting to every little touch. Jungkook
slid inside of you slowly, causing a moan to ripple from both your lips as he
filled you to the brim. His hands gripping at your hips he started to bring you
backwards slamming you down on his shaft moaning from the pleasure. His hips
slapping against yours, his thick length pushed deep inside of your walls
resting against your spot. He buried himself deep as much as you could take he
gave it all to you thought he saw you wincing and trying to squirm. He snapped
his hips forward, rolling them in part to tease Jimin and in part to hit your
spot just the right way. Jimin was frustrated he was so horny, watching you get
fucked against the bed your body sliding up and down the wrinkled sheets as
your fingers dug into the fabric was too overwhelming and all his blood was
south. He took in a sharp breath as you looked up at him, moaning out Jungkook’s
name with swollen lips. He growled gripping at your hair, he lifted your head
and pressed your lips against his cock. You opened your mouth to take him in,
he was thick like Jungkook, you could see why the other didn’t mind him fucking
him from behind. Your tongue rolled against his heated shaft, pressing against
his slit and nibbling on his tip you grazed your teeth across his flesh every
once in a while. Your whole body felt stuffed, the only thing that wasn’t full
was your asshole but Jungkook was working to change that, his thumb sliding
inside of your tight ring of muscle causing you to jump.
“Relax and take it. Take it all.” Jungkook mumbled, his
other hand moving to slap at your ass cheeks, listening to the sound resonate
against the walls. He watched your flesh bounce, stopping his hips he slapped
your ass again. “I want more. Fuck yourself on my dick. I want to see this ass bouncing
on me. Don’t disappoint me y/n. Show me and Jimin what you can do.” You were
eager to prove to them that you were good when it came to pleasing people. Lifting
up to press your hands against the mattress, your hips pressed back as you
fucked yourself on Jungkook’s shaft, he was entering you deeply, it felt so
good to have his stiff pole inside of you and though you couldn’t see him you
knew he was having a hard time controlling himself. You picked up the pace,
your hips snapping back to meet his, your ass was bouncing as you rocked your
hips and rode him. Soon switching from just going back and forth to going in a
circle and winding your hips, you could hear Jungkook moan in pleasure behind
you, his large hand landing more blows on your ass cheeks. Jimin reached over
with his free hand dragging his nails up your spine sending a chill through
your body and it almost made you fall against the bed with how it shook your
body. Jimin smirked, grabbing at Jungkook’s hair he brought him in for a kiss
letting Jungkook taste your sweetness on his tongue. While they shared a heated
kiss, you tried to handle both fucking Jimin’s dick with your mouth and
Jungkook’s dick with your pussy. You were starting to slow down, trying to not
crumple but the pleasure was too much and the overstimulation was creeping into
your system. It seems neither of them were having it. Jimin pulled back from
the kiss, thrusting his hips against your face causing you to gag as he shoved
his dick into your mouth trying to push it far down your throat not satisfied
until he could hear you choking and feel your nose brush against the base of
his dick against his pubic hairs.
“Fuck her Jungkook. Fuck her.” He moaned out looking down at
how your hips connected before he looked in the male’s eyes. His face was
covered in red and sweat, his abs tightened up, Jimin knew he was close he knew
he had to feel good. He smirked lazily, feeling his own stomach tighten but he
was going to hold out for now. “Harder, fucking wreck her Jungkook.” Jimin
growled slapping your ass causing Jungkook to speed up slamming as hard as he
could into you. Jimin pulled away from your mouth to hear your broken sobs,
your hands moving back to grab at his hips.
“Mercy Jungkook! Please Jungkook slow down oh god!” You
cried out, tears going down your face from how he fucked you like you were a
rag doll. Your body craved it, your pussy felt a hint of soreness but it was a
good mix from it. You didn’t know what you wanted, to beg him to stop or keep
going but your mouth was shouting out incoherent things. Jungkook gripped at
your wrist pinning them down against the bed as he rammed into you, his hips
slapping against yours so hard that the bed was shaking in protest under you.
He could feel your wet pussy tightening around his cock, how you gripped him
like a vice. He rolled his head back letting out a husky cry of your name. He
had to hold out, he tried to distract himself not to come but his balls tightened
up and he didn’t know how long he could hold it.
“I’m cumming! Jungkook! H-ahh Jungkook!” You breathed out
heavily, your eyes were rolling back from the pleasure, he shoved himself
inside of you, his strokes causing you to cum, your body trembling against the
bed as you fell flat on it, your body was hot and covered with sweat, Jungkook lifted
up one of your legs, holding it with his arm as he pinned your hips to the bed,
losing himself in his own pleasure. His warm cum filling up your insides as he
slowed down himself pulling out of you. His cum trickling down the inside of
your thighs and onto the bed. Your heart hammered in your chest, but Jimin hadn’t
had his turn yet. He gripped you by your hips flipping you over on your back.
Staring up at him, you braced your hands on his chest as he rubbed his tip at
“N-no Jimin I’m still dirty.” You whimpered slightly feeling
your pussy trying to push out all of Jungkook’s cum.
“I like it that way.” He gave you a devilish smile pushing
slowly into you. Jimin used Jungkook’s cum to slide inside of you causing you
to blush and groan at the same time. He gripped at your neck lightly, rolling
his hips against yours, his dick smearing all of Jungkook’s cum around your
walls. “How does it feel to be our sloppy seconds?” Jimin asked causing a groan
to leave your lips. He pulled out of you starting to fuck you at a slow pace,
adjusting your pussy to his size now, some cum trickling out of your pussy as
he pulled back only to push back inside of you. Jungkook moved sit on the bed
by your head watching as Jimin created a medium pace rocking his hips against
yours. His biceps popping out as he concentrated on bringing you pleasure, his
free hand pressing down into the bed. You rolled your head back enjoying the
feeling of being fucked by Jimin, you could see that Jungkook was starting to
get turned back on, his half erect member becoming harder the longer he watched
your breast bounce or Jimin snap his hips forward to bury himself deeper inside
“Fuck you’re so wet and warm. Nice and tight, which I don’t
get because Jungkook just ruined you.. But I know.” Jimin smiled pulling out of
your pussy, he spread your legs open wide, laying you back on the bed, his tip
pressed against your asshole, you froze up immediately, Jimin rubbed your clit
causing half of you to come down as he slowly entered you from behind. You
inhaled a sharp breath your eyebrows squeezing together as the pain took over
“Just relax. It’ll feel better I promise.” Jungkook kissed
you sweetly, his hands played with your nipples as they both worked together to
distract you. Jimin stayed in place, it was hard for him not to just snap into
you but you were so tight, your ass felt so warm and it snuggled him in like
Jungkook’s did. He felt like he could cum from just the feeling. Once he felt
you relax a little bit, he started to thrust inside of you, hearing your soft
moans from the kiss. Jimin sped up slowly, using his hips to his advantage
finding spots that would make you moan out more for him. Jungkook getting too
lost in the battle of your tongues slipped his hand down to your clit, rubbing
it and causing your hips to buck up more. He broke the kiss to crawl on your
stomach, gripping your breast he slid his cock through them, fucking your
breast as he watched your flustered face. He was surprised that you wrapped
your tongue around his head to suck on the swollen shaft, he shuddered as Jimin
reached forward to kiss along his neck, his fingers digging into Jungkook’s ass
cheeks. Jungkook leaned over you, grabbing at your hair, you replaced his hands
on your breast holding it for him so that he could thrust properly against you.
Your tongue flicked up and down his slit wanting to give him as much pleasure
as you could. You could hear Jimin moaning from behind the both of you, and you
knew that he was getting close to cumming. Jimin gripped at your thighs leaning
down to press hickeys against your hips as you took care of Jungkook. But Jimin
wanted you to ride him so he kept a slow pace watching as Jungkook lost
He was so out of it fucking your warm wet mouth along with
your breast on each side of his cock sucking him in was too much. Jungkook didn’t
know how he was cumming so fast, but he was pulling back letting his warm cum
paint your pretty face in a mess. He moaned as he tried to avoid your eyes not
wanting to mess up a good moment. He slowly slid off you, Jimin took one look
at you and let a growl ripple through him. You look exhausted and thoroughly fucked.
Grabbing at your hips he scooped you up sitting you in his lap. Jimin bounced
you, your hands bracing back on his legs as he fucked into you. Your hips
slammed down as you tried to move them squeezing your hole around his cock, you
used your fingers to scoop the cum off your face and lick it clean. Jungkook
leaned over trying to suck on your clit and rub it while you too pushed back
against each other, Jimin leaned forward to crash his lips against yours
shoving two fingers inside of your pussy. Curling them he found your spot,
thrusting them as deep as he could until he felt you shaking on top of him. At
this point it was burning to cum but even you wanted to get one more out, the
soreness not stopping you as you pushed your body. You listened to the both of
them moan along with what else they were doing to you and in no time, you were
cumming for Jimin again, your nails scratching into his thighs as you cried out
with your head rolled back. Jimin watched you, his eyes glued to how your face
contorted in pleasure, how your mouth hung open. Raising his hips to continue
pounding into you, Jimin held your hips down as he filled you up with his cum
taking deep breaths. He fell back on the bed, and you needed Jungkook’s help to
“You’re not tired, already are you?” Jungkook playfully
teased you stroking your hair from your face.
“Seriously you don’t need to fuck me anymore I won’t tell a
soul.” You complained hating that your pussy was getting excited for another
“Well regardless you can’t tell because now you’ve fucked
us. And imagine what the guys would say if they found that out? Especially
Taehyung.” Jimin snickered looking up at the ceiling glad that they thought
this plan through.
“I really hate you.” You whined out loud rolling on your
back, you didn’t expect it but Jimin was over you in a flash grinding his half
hard shaft against your swollen lips causing you to gasp.
“In that case. Maybe I should fuck it out of you.” He leaned
down purring as he pressed his lips against yours.
I took this photo so I could take a better look at my skin (since it’s kinda hard to look at your cheek in a mirror for a long time lol), and even though my face is all red and blotchy with eczema, I actually quite like this photo (?) for some reason.
No flattering lighting or angles or anything. It’s just me c:
jimin x reader, highschool! jimin, bestfriend! jimin genre/warnings—
smut, fluff, slight angst, words— 11,163
:: summary— You’ve
had feelings for your bestfriend Jimin for as long as you can remember, but you
always thought they were unreciprocated. What if it turned out they weren’t…?
note— this is a
(sort of) remastered version of the same story I wrote for Kyungsoo here,
called Just Friends. Whenever I think of this story, I just see Jimin lmao, and
I couldn’t help myself but to rewrite it. For more information, read here.
[uh-kwiv-er] in a state of trepidation
or vibrant agitation; trembling; quivering
pairing— min yoongi x reader genre/warnings— smut (!!!), romance,
fluff???, the beginnings of angst, the foreshadowing is real…(sorry!) words—9,402
:: summary— Yoongi can’t remember the last time he was able to
successfully bring himself to the point of orgasm, then Namjoon gives him a
business card advertising ‘Healing Hands’, and that’s where he meets you;
pretty and innocent looking, who gets paid to provide hand jobs for a living…
note— inspired by the novella ‘The
Grownup’ by Gillian Flynn, literally just the main character’s past occupation
Summary: ‘“Did you – did you actually
just send me nudes?”
Looking at yourself in the mirror as you spoke,
at the white of your teeth as lips stretched tight across them and eyes
crinkled as you smiled…’
Words: 1.2k Warnings: Awkward adorable Peter thinking he has text game, but is really just a dork.Mentions of nudity/intimacy.
(I really cannot believe that I wrote this. I’m so sorry.)
A contented sigh pushed past moistened lips as hot water
pounded away at tense shoulders, muscle fibers tangled with all of the hours spent
finishing up that paper you’d ended up putting off until late the next evening;
laptop and scholarly words pushed aside for toffee curls, fluttering eyelashes,
and words that were much more recreational.
There had been more giggling and clanging teeth than there
normally was; lips too busy stretched across each other in smiles to even bother avoiding clumsiness.
A rosy blush had stained his face, his sculpted cheeks and
sandy freckles a soft, flowery purple in the hazy blue lighting for most of the
night. Petal pink color following the two of you back to your room as you’d
quickly forgotten about black, white, blue, and jazz and moved on to mixing
your colors and making music of your own kind.
He’d left in the early hours of the morning, a colored
shadow escaping out of the window and into the purpling sky. You hadn’t heard
from him since; it wasn’t often that Spider-Man truly got a night off.
Through the harsh pattering sound of droplets hitting the
plastic of the shower curtain, you heard the tell-tale ping of your
phone, accompanying vibration rattling against the marbled surface of the sink.
The fact that it was 3 A.M. on a Sunday leaving you with no doubt: it was
But then it was almost always Peter.
Rinsing the last of the conditioner from your hair, humid
air full of flowers and rain, you cut the water off and grabbed for your towel
just in time for Peter’s ringtone to echo off the tiles in the steamed
bathroom; drying off pruned hands and wrapping fluffed fabric around yourself
before grabbing at the phone that was bouncing across the slicked surface of
the counter; a lazy smile on your face.
“Peter, Isn’t it a little lat-” in a repeat of the night
before, his nervous voice was cutting you off, vibrating, not unlike the way
your phone had been seconds earlier.
“Look, I’m sorry, I didn’t think you would mind and that was
a terrible idea,” chuckles uneasy, deep and bubbling past lips, “and, um, I - I’m
not really sure exactly what I was thinking or – actually, again, I do, that’s
a lie – ohmygod, um – I was impatient and now I just feel like it was gross,
and - ”
“Peter?” You interrupted, deciding on words rather than the
laughter that was begging to release as you connected the dots.
“Hmm?” Squeak of a sound from a tight, nervous throat.
The first time a boy told me, “you fight like a girl”, I was six years old. My answer was to kick him in the knee so hard he cried for the whole day.
The first time someone told me, “you are too fat to be pretty”, I was eleven years old and I didn’t eat dinner for a week. My mother didn’t know what was wrong. I soon learned that it didn’t matter if I didn’t eat, any girl–and yes, even the skinny girl whose ribs you can trace over the fabric of her shirt–thinks she is too fat to be pretty.
The first time someone told me, “you can’t be smarter than boys because it intimidates them”, I was sixteen. And it was the first time my heart broke.
They tell me girls should be polite, should sit with their legs closed, shouldn’t laugh too loud. Girls should be agreeable. Girls should act gracefully. Girls should walk straight with their heads high, but not too high, because you don’t want to be mistaken as too prideful. They say boys like girls who have brains but intelligence in a woman apparently doesn’t matter anymore if her chest size is big enough.
They tell me I’m too loud for a girl. Too headstrong, too stubborn. They say I have too many opinions. I dive too fast into arguments. They tell me I’m too rough and unrefined. Too big. Too brave. When a gentleman asks to carry my bag, I ask to carry his in return. They say I’m too smart, that I scare the boys away. They call me selfish when I think of myself first before I take into consideration a boy’s ego. They say I’m too much for a girl.
And for the life of me, I have never understood this. Why is the phrase “fight like a girl” an insult, when the cruelest and toughest fighters I know are all girls? Why must I close my legs when I sit and take care not to take up extra space while they sprawl their legs freely and act as if they own the place? As a teenager, why was I told to watch what I eat and be careful not to get fat while boys were considered “growing children” and were fed whatever they wanted? Why must I be any less than what a boy is, in order to be considered the perfect girl?
‘Girl’ does not always mean ‘soft’. It does not always mean dainty hands and curled eyelashes and pastel pink dresses. It does not always mean 'mellow’. 'Girl’ does not always mean an hourglass waistline. ‘Girl’ does not always mean 'fragile’. 'Girl’ does not equate to weakness. 'Girl’ is not an insult.
If I have to be dumber than a man before he could consider loving me, then he is not the type of man I want to love anyway. I have no time to waste catering to a boy’s wounded pride. It doesn’t matter if I don’t have the figure of a model–my weight does not determine my worth as a person. I don’t need a man’s validation to consider myself beautiful. And yes, you know what? I am fat. I am fat and brilliant and stubborn and smart and headstrong and I fight without mercy and I sit with my legs apart and I walk fast with my chin up and my high heels clicking against the tiles with all the pride of a queen.
I am a hurricane of emotion, a jumbled mess of strengths and flaws, forever in the balancing act of 'too much’ and 'not enough’, I am a reckless dreamer with a titanium spine and a heart of glass.
And I am a girl.
There is no reason I cannot be all of this at once.
Anonymous said: Crush sits cross legged on floor while the reader draws him and he has to stay still and it’s all cute and stuf!
A/N: Again, I apologize for all these imagines being written so late. I hope the people that requested awhile ago see theirs! Thank you all for requesting! Right now my ask box is closed and I’m not taking anymore requests until I get the old requests written. This is just one of many on the way. Keep dreaming!~Logan <3
Sighing again, I erased the same line I’d drawn at least 300 times now.
“C/n!” I almost shouted, exasperated.
“What?!” C/n asked, startled by my outburst since it’d been quiet in my room for awhile now.
“Can you please sit still? I’ve been trying to draw your jaw and ear for the past, like, 30 minutes and every time I think I’ve got it down or am close to getting it down, you squirm and I have to start all over again!”
“Sorry, y/n! It’s just hard to sit in this position for so looonnggg,” he said, dragging out the last word.
I let out a frustrated growl and he smirked.
“Well, what position do you prefer?” I rubbed my temples in frustration.
I swear, I loved this boy but he sure knew how to test my patience.
“Mm, missionary, to be honest,” he shrugged, his face devoid of emotion like it always was right before he cracked up at his own joke.
“Ugghh, fuck you!” I whacked him in the arm with my sketchpad, his shoulders shaking as he roared with laughter.
He could be so immature sometimes. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love his immature sense of humor.
“I wish you would,” he smirked, eyes shining with mirth.
“It’s a good thing you’re cute,” I grumbled, crossing my arms and glaring at him.
“Why?” He asked, sporting a shit-eating grin.
“Because if you weren’t I’d be using this pencil to stab you, instead of using it to draw your stupid cute face.”
“Oh my god, am I your muse?” He asked dramatically
“No, you’re my pain in the ass,” I rolled my eyes.
He gasped, clutching his chest dramatically, “She called me her pain in the ass.”
“Alright, Romeo, calm down. Now can you please sit still?”
“Only if I can sit on the floor, cross-legged,” he said, smoothing his clothes.
“Anything to get you to sit still,” I said, moving off the chair I was sitting on, to plop myself on my floor.
He stepped off the stool I’d sat him in originally and sat cross-legged in front of me. He turned his head to the side like he’d had it before, clenching his jaw.
I dragged my eyes away from the delicious site of his side profile to sketch it more accurately. A few minutes had passed, the only sound in the room was some relaxing music I’d put on low, the sound of lead scratching over paper, and our soft breaths. I had moved on to drawing c/n’s broad shoulders, trying to get the shading and outline right when c/n’s voice broke the silence.
“I never asked you what your project was for, y/n.”
I almost dropped my pencil, leaving a crooked line that I quickly erased.
“It’s a drawing project,” I said, trying to avoid answering truthfully.
“No shit, Sherlock,” out of the corner of my eyes I could see a smirk on his face before he went back to talking. “I mean, why’d you pick me for it? Every assignment you’ve gotten so far in your drawing class has come with some prompt. Some reason behind why you’re drawing the thing.”
I pretended not to hear him, pretended I was too engrossed in shading the wrinkles of his loose hoodie.
“Y/nnn,” he dragged out my name in a taunting way.
My cheeks heated up and I bit my lip. There was no way he was going to drop the subject. He knew when he was getting under my skin.
I huffed before mumbling, “I’m supposed to draw someone…that–umm–that…”
“That?” He asked, his voice gentle, coaxing me.
“That I–basically a person–well someone…someoneIadmire,” I blurted, the words coming out slurred into one.
I had finished drawing his hoodie and realized that the line of his upper lip hadn’t come out right. Trying to distract myself from the fact I’d basically revealed my true feelings for him, I looked up to study his lips only to find his wide eyes staring back at me.
“I have to get your lips right,” I said, my voice sounding strained.
Feeling awkward under his unwavering stare, I cleared my throat. He wasn’t turning his head back to the original position so I decided to take control. I shuffled forward on my knees so I was close enough, and reached a finger out. Slowly, my finger glided over the curve of his jaw and I heard his breathing shallow. I applied slight pressure as my finger reached the side of his chin. He obediently moved his head to the side. I let my finger linger on his skin a moment longer than necessary before pulling away and settling back in my original place to start again on drawing his lips.
It seemed that my words had sent c/n into a strange kind of trance and anxiety settled in my stomach.
My tongue stuck out as I tried to re-shape his lips on my paper. I looked up again to find c/n had moved his head to stare at me again.
“On second thought maybe I should’ve chosen someone else. You can’t seem to keep your neck turned,” I chuckled softly, finding his antics more cute than annoying like I liked to act they were.
“Sorry, it’s just hard to resist looking at you for even a little bit,” he mumbled, turning his head again.
I frowned, wondering where my confident, snarky boy c/n had gone and how a shy boy with flushed cheeks had come to take his place.
My own cheeks flushed at his confession, but I tried not to take it to heart. He couldn’t possibly like observing me, staring at me.
“It’s alright, but just try to hold your head in place for just a little longer. Lips have always been tricky for me to draw and yours are giving me an especially hard time,” I chuckled, trying to lighten the tension in the room.
“Maybe you should kiss them,” he suggested and I dropped my pencil my eyes flying up to look at him.
Of course, of all times he chose this one to keep his head turned away from mine. Still, I could see the edge of his lips quirk up a bit in one of those rare smiles that he gave when he felt equal parts shy and equal parts bold.
“And just what do you expect that will do in helping me with drawing them, hm, c/n?” I asked, crossing my arms.
“If you can feel the grooves of my lips, you might find it easier to draw them. Drawing may be all about observing visually, but I think it benefits you when you observe sensuously as well,” he said.
I just sat there, my head fighting between what I desired and what I logically knew to be smart to do.
“What harm could it do, y/n?”
I breathed deep. He was right. What harm could it really do? A million answers to that question ran through my mind but I focused on him instead. The delicious way his lips were frozen in that soft grin, the adorable bend of his nose, the way his eyelashes curled just the slightest at the ends.
I moved to sit in front of him, his head still frozen in his pose. Finally, our eyes met. His were adoring and in awe, gliding over my face, drinking me in. I moved in, slowly, until my lips were just brushing against his. Internally, I was screaming, shouting for joy, and laughing giddily but externally all that I could do before I pressed my lips completely to his was let out a weak breath.
What registered first was the slightly chapped texture of his lips, and then the softness of them underneath that. And finally, the fact that he was not pressing back into mine.
Pulling back abruptly, and overcome with embarrassment, I looked him in the eyes.
“Why–why didn’t you kiss me back?” I asked, my confusion quickly turning into panic.
“Because you told me to stay still,” he answered, eyes dancing with mischief, his breath shallow which told me I wasn’t the only one affected by what I’d just done.
Shaking my head, I let out a breathy laugh while rolling my eyes playfully. That’s when he gently placed his hands on either sides of my cheeks and pulled me in for the sweetest kiss.
As we pulled back and regained our breath, I giggled, “You may be the worst model ever, but you’re the best damn kisser.”
“Well, then you’ve gotta keep me around. Especially if you plan on drawing any more pictures of me and need more help with…observing…my lips,” he chuckled.
“Oh, I’m keep you right where you are,” I laughed, before he pulled me in for another kiss.
- Powder (no coverage/for baking): Laura Mercier’s Translucent Setting Powder. NOT the secret brightener be careful
- Bronzer: Buxom’s Hot Escapes Bronzers if you want shimmer and Benefit’s Hoola if you don’t
- Contour: NARS Contour Duos. Color to get depends on your skin tone!
- Blush: NARS Blushes cannot be beat. Orgasm is an all time classic and looks amazing on everyone. I also LOVE the Lorac Unzipped Cheek Palette but it’s gone so you’d have to find it on eBay or something
- Highlight: Best highlight of all time is Becca Cosmetics x Jaclyn Hill Champagne Pop
- Setting Spray: Urban Decay All Nighter
- Eyeshadow primer: Urban Decay Primer Potion
- Eyeshadow: best brand for eyeshadow IMO is Anastasia Beverly Hills or Lorac. Great first palette is the Lorac pro
- Eyeliner: Stila Liquid Eyeliner NO DEBATE THE END
- Mascara: Maybelliene Clump Crusher (get water resistant to hold your curl)
- Eyelash curler: best eyelash curler of all time is from Shu Uemura which they stopped selling at Sephora but you can order it online
- Fake eyelashes: Absolutely love the Kiss brand’s Blooming line because they’re multilayered and have such a thin band and so many different styles
- Filling in: Anastasia Brow Wiz no debate
- Setting: Anastasia Brow Gel and if you’re really gonna rub them off, NYX waterproofing gel on top of that
- Maintenance: Tweezerman. Spend the money. No other tweezers are worth your time
- Balm: only chapstick I truly believe works (and doesn’t make them worse in the long run) is Burts Bees
- Lipliner: Urban Decay 24/7 Glide On
- Lipstick: Too Faced’s La Crème line and Melted line
- Lipgloss: BUXOM!!!!! They are so unreal amazing perfect everything I’ve ever wanted. Also love the Urban Decay Naked glosses
Hope this helps anyone who’s looking for some new bomb ass make up products that won’t waste your time or your $$$!