i hope you don’t mind that i turned this into all of bts! it seemed like a good scenario to write, and everyone can get one from their bias! thank you for your request, hun. enjoy! xx
jin: jin loved to take care of people, this was a fact, and in his mind taking care of you in that way was something almost ephemeral. you and jin were watching a movie when he had asked you, “how would you feel if i ate you out?” you choked on the water you were drinking, but quickly replied with a nod of your head. the idea of jin eating you out seemed to good to be true. a few days later, jin’s request had come to life. his head between your legs and god did it feel good. you didn’t think you’d ever cum harder in your life.
yoongi: yoongi was straight up with his desires. one night when you were about to pull down his pants to give him a blowjob, he stopped you. “i wanna taste you baby,” he would say before lying you on the bed. he’d trail slow kisses down your body before taking off your pants, leaving you bare. yoongi hiked your legs over his shoulder before pressing his tongue flat against you, “you taste just as good as i thought you would baby.”
hoseok: hoseok was always eager to please, the big ball of sunshine that he was. so when you were having a particularly bad day he asked, “wanna try something new baby?” you agreed and it wasn’t long before hoseok’s head was between your legs, eating you out like a full course meal. he made you cum once, twice, three times, and he didn’t seem to be stopping anytime soon.
namjoon: you and namjoon were grinding against each other in bed, panting and moaning at the feeling of your bare bodies pressing against each other. namjoon began to trail kisses down your body, stopping at certain places to leave hickies. he got lower and lower until he was right over you and blew air over your heat. the action sent a strong shiver down your spine and he grabbed harder on your hips, sure to leave bruises. the tip of his tongue flicked over your clit and shit you were already seeing stars.
jimin: jimin had just come back from tour and the distance had made him really horny, and he was ready to please. you and jimin were barely through the front door after picking him up at the airport before he pushed you to the nearest wall and attached his lips to your neck. you swung your legs around his waist as he carried you to the bedroom. clothes were quickly removed and jimin was between your legs giving soft licks. “more jiminie,” you moaned. his lips sucked on your clit and you practically came from that feeling alone.
taehyung: taehyung, the big ball of energy always wanted to try something new. you had given him blowjobs a handful of times before, and he felt it was time to return the favor. while you and taehyung were watching a movie, he began to trail kisses across the sensitive parts of your neck to rile you up. it wasn’t long until his head was between your legs and you were gripping onto the sides of the couch with all your might. “oh my god,” you came so hard you almost blacked out.
jungkook: jungkook wanted to tease his princess, so he had been depriving you of sex for the past few days. when you had come to confront him, he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder and took you into the bedroom. he practically ripped your clothes off and attached his lips to your core so fast you didn’t even have time to ask him what he was doing. your lack of sexual completion for the last few days just intensified one of many orgasms you had that night.
prompt: small discussion of tattoos leads to smutty goodness.
a small yawn left your lips as your head rested on your boyfriends chest, the curtains were drawn closed leaving you in a dimly lit room, the only noise surrounding you was your breathing and the sound of his steady heartbeat by your ear. you and chris had been dating for two months but having time together or even alone was a rarity considering his line of work, not that you minded, you loved spending time with sebastian and anthony as well as visiting his parents. his mothers cooking was to die for and you couldn’t stop yourself from melting whenever you saw how they interacted, it was no secret that he was an absolute mammy’s boy.
“You need to relax,” One set of words whispered against the
shell of your ear, the harsh husk of his voice sending a violent thudding straight
through the center of your chest. You turned to face the devilish curve of his feline
lips, perfectly paired with darkened eyes that insinuated everything that he
was thinking of in that moment. But you didn’t even have time to contemplate a
response, a response that would have without a doubt been shaky and tortured,
before a second set of words appeared.
“Yeah, let us take
care of you,” Was whispered in a deep timbre at the side of your neck, so low
and lustful that it caused a string of delectable vibrations to scatter across
your skin. You moved almost immediately at the sound of his voice, eyes
catching the way his lips transformed into a boxy-smile.
@nerdygirl1219 asked: Hi there! Do you think you could make a “Dating Zach Dempsey Would Include…” or Zach x Reader? Either one is fine with me! <3
DATING ZACH DEMPSEY:
OKAY let’s get this party started by saying that zach dempsey is the cutest of the cuties. it’s a proven fact. f i g h t me.
he likes to pinch your cheeks and tell you that you’re completely and utterly adorable even when you whine for him to stop
“but you’re so cuuteee”
“go away nerd”
“no that’s clay; (y/n), clay is the nerd”
you’re the one who managed to get zach to open up again and become a whole lot happier after hannah’s suicide
like he’s not as sad or as angry and you can calm him down really easily, so his night traumas happen less and less
though you still help him through the occasional one, offering support and letting him hug you really tight afterward and he doesn’t admit it but sometimes he tears up a little and you don’t say anything but you always notice because you just know him
he smiles more often and he’s always cracking ridiculous but cute jokes because you make him hella happy
he’s also super tall, yeah?
which is annoying but also useful because his sweatshirts and sweaters are bigger which equals more warmth for you to flop around in
frequent piggy back rides
lots of them because “you’re tired and i like carrying you”
playing with the bangs that fall in front of his eyes
and he really likes when you play with his hair, it’s probably the thing he looks forward to the most when he goes to sleep over your house because your hands feel nice and it relaxes him
that and the fact that you cuddle him
he has a lot of pet names for you. darling, love, baby, sweetheart, cutie, it ranges depending on his mood and what he wants.
he didn’t think he would be able to say i love you first, he thought that you were going to be the one to admit it, and then he’d say it back when he was ready. you thought that, too. but he was ready to say it the moment he first talked to you, the moment you smiled at him, and it wasn’t fake or forced.
so he said it first and you almost cried but you didn’t so that you could say it back and it was wonderful and ended in sex
woooooah alright ik that took a turn but i mean zach dempsey is a hormonal teenage boy and you’re really hot he can’t help it
he really loves kissing you. every second of every day.
not that you’re complaining
he teases you about your height and hides thing where you can’t reach them because he’s a little shit.
but you love him anyway because he does those things
he can talk to you about anything and everything and he confides in you all the time but makes sure that he isn’t overwhelming you with his problems because he wants to hear about whats going on with you as well
justin often tells zach that he better not let you get away because “she’s obviously too good for you i mean come on if you let that get away i won’t even talk to you anymore i swear”
zach usually smacks him on the back of his irritating little head to get him to shut up but he’d never even dream about hurting you or letting you go because you’re special and he adores everything about you
you make him the happiest person in the entire world and you think the same about him the minute he wakes you up with that cute lil smirk and a kiss on the forehead
Summary: ”Or we can just do it here.“ He hummed, his fingers immediately latching onto his belt and working as quickly as ever to get it loose. “Jeon Jungkook,” You quietly scolded with a laugh, placing a hand over his and looked around. “People can see you.” Once you looked back down at him, he shook his head slowly, “It doesn’t matter, baby,” He reasoned, his tongue flickering over his lips. “Everyone’s wasted, I promise. I just…I want you so bad.”
Description: After showing off to his friends what he could do more push-ups than them, you felt like he was going overboard with his competitive side. Ignoring him for a couple weeks, made a new side of him come out.
A/N: I made a bet in a group chat that I wouldn’t say anything sexual about Jungkook for a month. I won but during that month, I would type out how a felt about this “unnamed guy” aka Jungkook. So, after the month was up, I decided to change all the ‘He’s to Jungkook. The beginning is kind of based on Episode 12 of Run BTS. I can’t believe I wrote all of this filth. Well, looks like I’m going to hell after this. Also, I didn’t edit it. So, if there’s any mistakes. I’m sorry
Whenever he walked over to you, there would be a huge smile on his face. It would have seemed as if he won the lottery or if he found out something interesting that he was ready to tell you about. Jungkook’s smile made you feel like you were stuck in a trance and everything around you was moving slowly. Whenever you looked into his considerably large eyes, it would feel as if it was only you and him in the world. He had that effect on you and you never knew it. He had his days where he would annoy you to the point where you would ignore him for days on end. Especially on this particular day, he was showing off way too much and you were not having it.
A/N: I’m so
excited to share my first reggie imagine with you guys! hope you enjoy! (also remember to message me if you want to be added to the tag list!)
“Jesus, Reggie,” you muttered as you
opened your door to find a battered and bruised Reggie. "What happened?“
"Can I come in?” he begged, avoiding
your question. He was cradling his left
wrist, and blood was dripping from his lip and nose. You pursed your lips but opened your door
“Yeah, of course,” you responded,
lightly placing your hand on his shoulder. You began to guide him towards your bathroom. "We have to be quiet though,“ you
told him, "because my parents are asleep upstairs.” Reggie silently nodded. You opened the door to the bathroom and
immediately shuffled through the drawers, trying to find some gauze and
disinfectant. After a couple of minutes
of searching, you found all of the supplies you needed. You gestured for Reggie to sit down on the
closed toilet. Pouring some rubbing
alcohol on a cotton ball, you sent a sympathetic smile towards the beaten boy.
“This may hurt,” you warned him right
before you placed the cotton again the cuts on his face. He winced as it made contact with the wound,
but he bit his lip to prevent himself from making any noise. The two of you sat in silence for ten
minutes, Reggie silently watching you as you cleaned his wounds. As you finished wrapping gauze around his
wrist, he spoke up.
“I’m sorry,” he apologized. You looked up with a puzzled expression. "I shouldn’t be troubling you with this.“
"Reggie, if you’re hurt I want you to come
here,” you comforted him. "You’re
not bothering me.“
"I just… this was my fault, and I
shouldn’t have dragged you into anything.”
“Your fault?” you questioned, leaning
back a bit. "How is it your fault?“
"I got into a fight,” he confessed. He avoided eye contact with you.
“Jesus, Reggie,” you groaned. You stood up and began to put away the medical
supplies. "Why would you get
yourself into that?“
"Because I had to,” Reggie replied. "They were saying shit that they
"Oh like what?” you snapped. "You don’t deserve captain of the
football team? That you don’t get as
much action as some of the others? Honestly,
Reggie, if you’re gonna let that shit get under your skin so easily, then don’t
bother coming over here afterwards. I’m not here to heal your ego.“ Reggie, stunned into silence, didn’t respond
to you. He sighed and stood up,
signaling that he was ready to leave. You
exhaled sharply as you lead him to your door. When you arrived, you opened it and held it,
watching as Reggie exited your house. Before
he stepped off your porch, he turned around to face you.
"They were talking about you,” he
explained. "They were talking about
how you have a big ass and that they would totally bang you, and then they
started talking about how many points you would be worth in the book.“ Your eyes widened, and you said nothing. Reggie continued, "I snapped in less than
five minutes. I couldn’t take hearing
people talk about you that way.” Your
face softened as you stepped onto your porch, inching closer to Reggie.
“Oh, Reggie,” you sighed, placing a
hand on his bruised face. Gently, you
swiped your thumb across the cut on his lip. He inhaled deeply and grabbed both of your
“(Y/N),” he whispered. Your heart rate increased as Reggie’s face
inched closer to yours.
“Why didn’t you tell me that before?”
you asked, trying to make your voice sound steady. "If I had known-“
"I didn’t want you to know,” he
muttered. "I guess… I guess I was
trying to protect you.“ You began
to withdraw your hand from his face, but Reggie’s arm snapped up and placed
your hand back against his cheek. Before
you could reply, he crashed his lips against yours. Kissing back, you raised your other hand and
cupped the other side of his face. The
two of you pulled apart, and you rested your forehead against Reggie’s. Neither of you said anything, but smiles
graced both of your faces.
"I should get home,” Reggie mumbled
after a minute. You nodded, taking a
step back. He held onto your hand.
“Yeah, I should probably go inside,”
you said. He nodded and slowly released
your hand. You took a few steps backwards
towards your door, refusing to remove your gaze from Reggie.
“Goodnight, (Y/N),” he waved, and began
his trek home. You smiled wistfully and
waved, even though you knew he couldn’t see you.
“Goodnight, Reggie,” you muttered, a
smile etched onto your face. You
dreamily sighed as you softly shut your door, fingers hovering over where
Reggie’s lips were just moments ago.
A/N: This was a request from @ihavetwobuckystomyname a very long time ago, and I’m super sorry that this took so long to write, hun! I hope you enjoy it! There’s a song that goes to this as well and it’s right here if you wanna listen!
Body Language - Reader and Bucky have been in a relationship for a while, and she’s ready to take the relationship to the next level. But Reader has a small problem: she’s deaf.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Deaf Reader
Warnings: Smut. Language. Slight mentions of past neglect. Bucky being adorable. NSFW!
Since people don’t seem to understand what “Men’s Reproductive Rights” means,
I will explain it in a way using popular characters.
This is Nancy Hicks Gribble from popular animated show King of the Hill. One of the biggest controversies and stories about her is that throughout her marriage, she spent 14 years of it cheating on her husband , Dale Gribble
with muscle bound Native American masseur, John Redcorn.
During one of their frequent…encounters, Nancy becomes pregnant and has a son, Joseph Gribble.
Now obviously Joseph isn’t Dale’s biological son, but Dale is not smart enough and too trusting of his wife to question it (he has even caught them in bed together and incorrectly assumed his wife was just getting a massage). It is obvious to John Redcorn however. So what does this have to do with men’s rights? Well since Nancy kept the continued affair a secret, Dale has been taking care of Joseph, another man’s son, with the false assumption that it is his own. John Redcorn, who desperately wants to be a part of Joseph’s life, is unable to do so properly because the son believes that Dale is his father and Nancy refuses to be truthful. So one father is being tricked/forced to take care of a child that isn’t his, while another man is being refused his right to parenthood.
Need another example?
This is Lana Kane from the television show Archer.
Lana had a beautiful baby girl through artificial insemination.
However it came with some issues. She stole the sperm from soon-to-be father Sterling Archer
while he was having a cancer scare. Throughout the series, Archer has made it clear that he isn’t ready for a baby yet, so his stance on this would probably be clear. She then impregnated herself without telling him or getting his permission, got him to drown and then revive to save her because she was pregnant, then only after the baby was born, did she tell him it was his baby. Not soon after, she demanded that he “man up” and “take responsibility” for the care of the child, while she simultaneously refusing him any and all parental rights when he shows interest in the baby’s future, even stating that she would rather lose the baby than have Archer raise her. Comments on Archer’s wording of watching the baby as “babysitting” was met with similar responses as Lana’s of “It’s your baby, take responsibility” and “if you are the father, it is just parenting”. This all with him not getting a say in the baby’s creation and again, having no parental rights.
This is yet another problem that men face. At any time, a woman can either get pregnant through consensual intercourse and leave, steal a man’s sperm, or even rape him, and have complete decision on whether the child is born, and almost always gets custody of the child. At any time, the woman can come back into the man’s life and reveal that the man has a child (one that he didn’t ask for or plan for), and immediately demand the man pay back child support. The mother typically gets it. Men who would like to be a part of their baby’s life, no matter the cause of the pregnancy, can easily be refused that right due to court biases favoring women.
How about another?
This is Deborah Gallagher from the television show Shameless.
Deborah is pretty desperate for a relationship. blame it on teenage hormones, blame it on her family’s influence, but she makes some bad decisions because of it. Deborah befriended fellow high school student Derek Delgado.
They get into a relationship, and Deborah encourages him to have intercourse with her. When he brings up the need for a condom, she stresses that it isn’t needed because she is on the pill. It turns out that she lied about being on birth control pills, actually wanting to trap Derek into a relationship by getting pregnant and starting a family. Derek, shocked by the thought of having a baby, and concerned with the future that he had hoped for, moves out of the state to think and get away from Debby. Debby has also done something similar with a former boyfriend, Matt Baker, who she had originally lied to about her age and eventually raped while he was passed out drunk at a party. Her desperation for a relationship would have probably led to a similar scenario, if it wasn’t almost certain that Matt would have gone to jail for Statutory Rape (a different issue men face)
Derek’s story is actually similar to many men’s. He was clearly not ready for a baby, but was tricked into it. He had a whole life planned worked out, but the baby changed that drastically. The common response is “he should have thought about that before having sex”, which is not the same response a woman would normally get. Consent to sex is only consent to a baby for a man. Debby was ready for a baby, and he was not. But who cares about what he thinks, right? So now he must either halt or even cancel his life plans and dreams to take care of the baby, or leave the baby behind and deal with the guilt of his biological child growing up without him because he wasn’t ready.
You cannot keep shouting “my body, my decision” when it comes to a baby. A baby is more than 9 months. It is a life changing decision that could cost tens of thousands if not hundreds of thousands of dollars. It is a decision that takes years of dedication, potentially the rest of your life. Men should also get a choice and a say, but often don’t. not when they are raped, not when they are tricked, not when they are not ready for a baby, not when they have other plans in life, not when they want to be a part of the child’s life, nothing. That should be a problem. That should be considered an inequality.
If there’s one thing that Jason regrets about how his life turned out was that he disappointed you. You and Bruce had taken him in when he was just a street rat stealing to survive. Bruce was the closest thing that he had to a father and you, you were a mother to him in every way but blood.
When he died you were absolutely devastated. Jason didn’t like to imagine what it must have been like for you to lose him, your son. When he came back, there were times that he wanted to go to you, to be your son again but he was wild and angry. He lost sight of the person he had been and became someone that no mother could take pride in.
When he came back to Gotham as the Red Hood, Jason knew Bruce must have told you about all that he had done. When he thought about what you must think about what he’s done, shame clenched at his throat.
He wanted to do better for you.
Jason didn’t want to come home after all these years only to have you look at him like your son was still dead. Jason was determined to shape up before he allowed himself to beg for your forgiveness.
Jason had been in Gotham for almost a year working as the Red Hood alongside his brothers when Bruce finally started talking to him again. He could tell by the way Bruce interacted with him that he still had a long way to go though. It would never be the same between Jason and his adoptive parents but he wanted to mend what had been broken.
After a long night of patrol, Dick pulled Jason aside to talk to him while the others had already disappeared.
“You should go see, Mom.” Dick encouraged. “She asks about you all the time. She misses you man.” Dick said. Jason crossed his arms over his chest and trained his gaze to the ground below his feet.
He knew he would have to face you eventually. But he wasn’t sure if he was ready, if you would be ready to come to terms that he wasn’t the little boy you had raised anymore.
“She was devastated when you died, you know? She didn’t speak for two months, Jason. Not a word. You owe it to her to at least let her see you.” Dick continued. When Jason didn’t respond, he huffed and turned away from him. “She’s your mom too. You could at least pretend to care.”
Dick’s words really ate at Jason over the next couple of days. He decided it was was time for him to start making up for all the lost years. He stopped by the manor one day when Bruce was at the office. You were quietly humming to yourself while you were reading in the library. Jason hesitated briefly, wondering if he really had any right to see you. Before he had the chance to leave he cleared his throat to get your attention.
“Hi, Ma.” He said hesitantly. You looked up and stared wide eyed at him.
“Jason.” You said, your voice cracking with emotion.
“I’m sorry, Ma. I’m sorry for everything.” Jason started. There were so many things he wanted to say to you. He almost didn’t know where to start. “I know I’ve been a shitty son and I probably should have told you this a long time ago but I’m trying to be better. I know there’s no good reason you should believe me, not yet at least, and I’m not perfect like Dad or you but I’m trying Ma. I really am. I’m gonna make you proud one day, Ma.” Jason said before staring at the ground.
He had to admit being here with you again made him feel like that small rebellious kid again. Jason vaguely heard you set your book down and walk over to where he stood awkwardly in the doorway.
“I am proud of you, Jason.” You said tilting his head so that his eyes met yours. Tears spilled over your eyes and your lip quivered slightly against your sad smile. Jason stood up and engulfed you in a tight hug. After all these years he felt different in your arms.
“I love you, Ma.” He whispered, sounding like the poor vulnerable boy that you had taken into your arms so long ago.
I am dying for some Negan smut. your rick smuts are so smutty and just (swoon) filthy… I really wanna see a smut where he gets mad at you (idc what for) and teaches you a lesson bc lets be real.. we all need a spanking from that man. basically just porn, I trust you’ll know what to do with that!
How about a request for a one shot where the female reader lives in the sanctuary fluff or smut ensues.
Kind of combined these two requests, hope you all enjoy! This is for my favorite person on tumblr @zaddygrimes! I hope you love this filthy Negan smut! 💖
Warnings: Smut, Swearing, Spanking, Dirty Talk
A/N: I’m back! Sorry I’ve been so MIA lately, but this is my VERY FIRST Negan fic and I’m so excited/nervous to share it with you and I hope it’s not horrible! Also that gif, omg I couldn’t resist!
Contains : bestfriend!jaebum, tiny bit of violence, SMUT !
Words : + 3,7k
Group : GOT7
Member: Jaebum/Im Jae-bum
Summary : Jaebum comes to rescue you during a horrible date, and one thing leads to another.
A/N : When i posted the ‘coming up’ post for this smut, it got a lot of notes so i hope yall like it and i hope i didn’t desappoint anyone ! You can leave your feedback here !
You took a deep breath, rubbing your temples. You didn’t even know why you were still here, sitting in the uncomfortable chair. Everything was weird and you felt out of place. You were all dressed up, in a fancy dress, your makeup and hair done, thinking that your date was going to take you to a reputed restaurant, but you soon understood that the amazing place he was talking about was just an old rusty bar.
Your date was in the bathroom, leaving you in front of the bar, awkwardly playing with your empty glass.
Sure he was nice, maybe too nice ? He was treating you more like a friend than a possible love interest. Yes, he was kind of cute but all he could talk about was his ex and you couldn’t help but think that he was comparing every single one of your moves with his ex’s.
You sighed, looking around as if someone would help you, but the bar was filled with a bunch of drunk people shouting at a football match. You mentally cursed at yourself for going on this date, but your love life was way too monotone these days. On the other hand, you wished you were in your apartment simply watching a movie, where you wouldn’t embarass yourself.
Your date was taking way too long, you were contemplating leaving the bar, but you felt bad to leave the guy alone without any explanation, and you couldn’t see yourself do something like this.
But what if he was the one who ran away from the horrible date ? Escaping thanks to the back door and leaving you in the most awkward position ever.
Before you could think about it twice, a voice came from behind you.
« Y/N ? », you closed your eyes, silently hoping that the person behind you wasn’t one of your friends, or worst, someone from your class, the situation was already embarassing enough.
You turned around, only to be confronted with the questionning expression on your best friend’s face. You were releaved and anxious at the same time, Jaebum didn’t know that you were going on a date, and he always told you that he had to approve of the guy or girl before anything gets too serious. He always said it in a joking manner but sometimes you could sense a hint of seriousness in his voice.
Also, you knew he would probably laugh right at your face.
You smiled weakly at him, turning your body to fully face him,
« Hi, Jaebum. »
« What are you doing here ? », he asked, taking a wooden chair and sitting next to you, elbows on the counter. He was wearing all black, the colour contrasting with his skin.
« Hm, I-I’m on a date. », you said, carefully watching his reaction. He raised an eyebrow, taking his jacket off.
« Was it that bad ? », he asked, with a laugh. You tilted your head, adjusting your dress, silently telling him to continue talking.
« Well, obviously it went wrong. », he said, taking a sip from his beer, raising the glass to his lips, his arm bulging.
« Hm…. », you cleared your throat, « I’m actually on the date, like, right now. », you said, embarassed, biting your lower lip.
Jaebum nearly shoked on his drink, quickly wiping away a droplet falling from his lips, quietly chuckling against the back of his hand.
« What are you doing dressed like that, in a bar ? », he rapidly asked, putting his drink down.
You sighed, looking at the hallway leading to the bathrooms, before answering,
« He told me he was taking to an amazing place, I thought he was taking me to a restaurant or something ! And I got all dressed up and now I’m here an- »
« But where is he ? », Jaebum asked, not letting you finish, eyes wide.
« Bathroom. », you simply answered head falling in your hands. Jaebum chuckled, claiming you were the only one to get in those types of situation, and you could only agree.
« Do you want us to leave ? », he asked softly after taking another sip, one hand resting on your exposed knee. You really wanted to, but you just felt bad.
« Don’t feel bad if we leave, the guy probably drowned in the toilet. », he said as if he could read your mind, trying to convince you.
« Or, if you want, I can make up an excuse if he comes back in like, 5 minutes. »
You nodded, quietly watching as Jaebum finished his beer, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. You were friends with Jaebum since kindergarten and he quickly became your best friend. Growing up with his was a rollercoaster, he would always come up with ideas to get you both or one of you in trouble, and since then, saving each other’s asses was something pretty common.
He would help you get away from your strict parents, and you would help him with tacky one night stands. But also, moments with him were always memorable or calming.
Lost in your thoughts, your were brought back to reality when Jaebum cleared his throat, eyebrows furrowed, looking behind you. You straightened your back, biting your lips as your date finally came out of the hallway.
His expression was mimicking Jaebum’s as he walked straight up to you. His hand came to your shoulder, holding way to tightly, and before you could say anything, your best friend opened his mouth.
« Sorry to interrupt your date, but Y/N and I are going to leave. Something important came up. », simply said Jaebum, what an amazing excuse. The boy beside you raised his eyebrows, clearly not convinced.
« What’s so important ? Who are you ? », he asked, his hand still tightly gripping your shoulder.
« I’m her best friend. Something in our house, we need to go, now. », Jaebum insisted, getting up from his chair.
« It’s okay I can bring her back to your house later. »
His hand was keeping you from getting up, making you even more uncomfortable. But you started to panic when you saw Jaebum’s look on his face, clearly not amused. Over time, you learned that fucking with Jaebum was not a good idea, pushing his buttons always ended up in some bad situations. You got up, escaping from the boy’s grip, giving him an apologetic smile.
« We’re leaving, that’s it. », harshly said Jaebum, giving you your coat. « I’ll call you later. », you promised.
And God, you wished your date was compliant, but when he grabbed your wrist, pulling hard, Jaebum heard you cry out, and he snapped.
His own hand grabbed the boy’s arm, « Let her go. », he ordered through gritted teeth, voice low.
You pulled your wrist out of your date’s grip, massaging your skin. Holding Jaebum’s arm, you pulled a little, hoping he would get the hint and leave the bar before he could punch the guy.
Thankfully, Jaebum took his jacket, leaving the bar with you jerking him by his sleeve. The cold hair made you shiver, but you quickly brushed it of, recognizing Jaebum’s car a few steps away.
You knew Jaebum like the back of your hand, and you could feel him fuming beside you, fists clenched. It wasn’t the first time that he was ready to fight someone, you knew how to handle him, but he seemed off.
« Do you want me to drive ? », you asked softly, you tried to take his hand but he just opened the passanger door for you before making his way to the other side.
He slammed the door shut, before starting the car. You knew he wasn’t mad at you, but you didn’t like seeing him like this.He didn’t say a word during the ride, but by the road he was taking, he was obviously taking you back to his house. Every little thing was making him lose more and more patience, sighing and drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. The city lights highlighted his clenched jaw, and you couldn’t help but let your hand rest on Jaebum’s thigh. Your gesture was supposed to help him relaxe but it did the exact opposite, his muscle flexing.
The rest of the ride was dead silent, bubbles of anxiety were starting to rise in your stomach, something was strange about Jaebum. His behaviour was even worst, speeding to avoid red lights.
« Jaebum, slow down. », you said, worried, gripping his thigh a bit tighter as he passed a car. He just hummed, taking the last turn to his apartment. He parked in his spot, exiting the car and slamming the door shut once again.
You followed him silently, knowing the path to his door by heart. You inhaled, someone was probably cooking something, the smell making your mouth water.
Jaebum quickly climbed the stairs. With you following behind and the bright neon lights of the building, you noticed the fabric of his leather jacket streching between his shoulder blades, giving you an idea.
When you both finally arrived at Jaebum’s floor, he opened the door, letting you enter first. He quickly shut all the lights in the hallway of the building before closing the heavy wooden door.
Your best friend’s apartment was like a second house to you, you could probably walk blindfolded without a problem. You couldn’t count how many sleepless nights you spent here, playing games, watching movies or just enjoying each other’s presence in silence.
One of his cats gracefully walked towards you, passing between your legs, letting you pet his head before walking straight to Jaebum.
« You can check in the kitchen if there’s anything you want to eat. », he offered, squatting to pet his cat.
« I’m good, but do you want some hot chocolate ? », you asked. When Jaebum was in a bad mood, hot chocolate was always one of the ways to brighten his mood.
« No, I’m okay. I’m going to get change, you can start a movie. », he informed, making his way to his bedroom. While doing so, he took his shirt off, letting you see his back, he was so tense you could actually see it. You sighed, colapsing on the couch, but the idea you previously had while climbind the stairs come to your mind once again.
You rubbing your hands together, crossing your legs. Nora, another one of Jaebum’s cat jumped into your lap, rubbing her head in your neck. You sat quietly, caressing the animal’s fur, the only thing breaking the silence being the cat’s mew and the tap being opened.
You heard Jaebum’s footsteps, entering the room. He was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants, the only thing on his chest being the white towel on his shoulders. He was drying his slightly wet hair, leaving them messy and thrown back.
He gave you a confused look when he saw that the tv wasn’ton, walking towards the remote control before you stopped him.
« Jaebum. », you softly called. He hummed, looking at you patting the spot in front of you. Eyebrows raised, he sat, making his cat leave your lap, he faced you. « Turn around. », you asked, and he got it, turning around and removing his towel.Your hands immediatly went to his shoulders, massaging the muscle.You wereused to give Jaebum massages, after stressful exams or intensedance practices.
A pleased sigh escaped from Jaebum’s lips, his head tilted to the side.
« Your hands are cold. », he whined.
« Sorry. », you chuckled,« You’re really tense. », you added, worried.
He just hummed, acknowledging your remarc without giving a reponse.You could feel the knot under your fingers trying to easy it up. Your digits were working up to the space where his neck and shoulders met, a moan running down his lips.
« Tell me if I’m spressing too hard. », you whispered, getting closer to his face. You noticed that his eyes were screwed shut, another quiet sigh leaving his lips.
« You’re doing amazing. », he moaned, the compliment making bubbles rise in your stomach.
You fingers worked along his shoulders and neck, and soon enough, Jaebum moved his shoulders in a circular motion, a final sigh leaving his mouth. He ran his fingers in his hair, turning to face you.
« May I return the favour ? », he ask, a lazy smile on his face. You turned around, somehow eager to feel his fingers on your skin.
« Wait, I have to unzip the back. », you said, quickly realizing that you were wearing a dress.
Before your hand could reach the zipper, you felt Jaebum grab the fabric of your dress, pulling the zipper down, his fingertips lightly tracing your vertical column, making you shiver.
His breath was ghosting over the skin of your shoulders, maybe it was just your imagination, but Jaebum’s breath got caught when he saw the fine black lingerie underneath your dress.
Just like yours, his fingers started working on your shoulders and neck, but when his digits worked on the spot where your date grabbed you, you couldn’t help but whine a little.
« Sorry. », he mumbled, but before you could brush it off, his lips came in contact with your skin, leaving a single, innocent kiss. You gasped, his lips were still dangerously close to your skin and without thinking, your fingers tangled in his hair.
Everything happened so quickly. One moment, your best friend was giving you a simple massage, after you gave him one to help him relax, and now he was eagerly kissing down the side of your neck, his fingers now traveling down your sides.
« Jaebum. », you sighed, the feeling of his lips was driving you crazy, he wouldn’t let them long enough on your skin for you to appreciate the feeling, leaving you craving for more.
A moan fell out of your mouth when his lips met a particular spot, he started sucking on it, leaving a purple mark. Another moan escaped from your lips, your body relaxing against his torso.
« Come here kitten. », he asked nibbling at your skin, one hand resting on your thigh.
You turned around, Jaebum’s face still burried in your neck. Rapidly, you sat on his lap, as his hands traveled down to the small of your back, pushing down the fabric of your dress.
« Jaebum. », you called. You were craving to feel his lips on yours, just the thought of it making bubbles rise in your stomach. You had kissed Jaebum once or twice, by accident or because of dare, but it obviously felt so different now.
« Jaebum. », you whined, calling him again, seeing that he wouldn’t leave your neck before marking you. Finally, he looked up, the tip of his nose tracing your jawline. His lips ghosted over yours, the feeling disappearing as soon as it appeared. A smile made his you on his face when he heard you whine again. You decided to take matters into your own hands, grabbing his jaw before crashing your lips into Jaebum’s.
And it felt so different from every other kiss you ever had, his lips were soft but so aggressive, biting and licking.
When you darted your tongue out, it was as if Jaebum stopped containing himself. A grown came out of his lips as his hands became more adventurous, slipping his hands under your dress hanging on your hips.
You got the hint, getting up to let him take your dress off. He detached his lips from yours, breath irregular, slidding the fabric off, leaving you in your underwear. It’s not like Jaebum never saw you in your underwear, but he never looked at you liked that, almost devouring you with his eyes cloudy with lust.
His lips went back to your collarbones, and your body instantly reacted, bucking your hips. Jaebum moaned, his hands going back to your ass, pushing your body into his. You tried to muffle a loud moan when he took your hips in his hands, making you grind on him.
« Just like that. », he moaned, voice low, as he guided you with his hands. You could feel him against your heat, and he was hard. The only things separating you were his sweatpants and your underwear but even with those things, the pleasure was overwhelming. You didn’t know if you ever felt so sensitive, but your rapid heartbeats told you it was because of Jaebum, because it was him.
One of his hands traveled from your thigh to your knee, before he started to kiss you again. Suddently, his digits ghosted over your panties, feeling the wet spot that was starting to form, making you gasp.
You stopped moving your hips, hoping that Jaebum would finally touch you where you needed him the most.
« What is it ? », he chuckled, amused by the situation.
« Jaebum, please. », you breathed. He was playing with the hempanties, pulling at it before letting it slap back. Your head fell backwards when his fingers started to rub circles on your clit, not letting you the time to breath.
« Fuck, you look so good. », breathed Jaebum through gritted teeth. You could only moan, rolling your hips into his hand. « So wet. », he noticed, finally letting two of his fingers enter your pussy.
A cry escaped from your lips, filling the silent living room. However, Jaebum didn’t move his fingers, silently watching in awe as your chest rose and fell with every irregular breath.
Finally, he started to pump his fingers up and down in a steady pace, not giving you any time. His name was falling from your lips like a prayer, begging him to go faster.
Your own hands gripped his bare shoulders, your head dropping in his neck. You tried to muffle your moans, kissing and sucking on his skin. He groaned, his digits thrusting in a slow but deep pace.
Soon enough, your felt the familiar knot in your stomach, ready to explode. Your breath got caught in your throat, a thin layer on sweat forming on your skin.
Your body started to move alongside Jaebum’s fingers, moving up and down, trying to reach your climax. But all at once, you lost every ounce of pleasure, making you gasp. Jaebum’s hand was on your hip, preventing you from riding his fingers. He was holding them in front of his lips, chassing your eyes before taking them in his mouth, moaning at the taste.
« Jaebum. », you whined, rolling your hips into his, feeling his hard cock underneath the soft fabric of his sweatpants.
« Fuck. », he hissed. Eyes filled with lust, he hooked his fingers in your panties. You got up on your knees, letting the boys take it off, your heart beating quicker.
Your hands went on Jaebum’s torso, letting your fingertips drag along on the soft skin, before coming in contact with the hem of his underwear.
The outline of his cock was visible underneath it, and all you wanted to do was to focus on him.
A thin layer of sweat was also noticeable on his chest, rising and falling in an uneven rhythm.
You licked your lips, pulling at his sweatpants and eagearly taking his cock in your hand. Jaebum breath stopped, before letting out a sigh. Your thumb teased his tip, pre-cum leaking from it.
« Stop. », he hissed, taking your chin between his fingers. « We can do that another time. », he breathed.
His hands went back on your ass, head dropping back in your neck,« Ride me. »
And that’s all you needed.Guiding his shaft to you entrance, you slowly started to sink on his cock. Jaebum moaned, head thrown back on the couch. A sigh left your lips, you were still sensitive, rediscovering the pleasure that Jaebum’s fingers were providing you a few moments later, but it was even more intense.
A few locks of hair were resting on Jaebum’s closed eyes, your hand softly tugged them back, making him open his eyes. They were dark, looking directly at you.
His hand grabbed yours, intertwining your fingers with his and giving support while you started to bounce. His arm locked in the small of your back, he was keeping you close, he needed to feel your skin as closely as possible.
Groans and moans were filling the room as both of you were chassing your highs. Jaebum couldn’t help but buck his hips, hitting a particuliar spot, making you at his hair.
A groan came out of his chest, alongside a serie of« fuck »’s as he breathed heavely. The boy’s throat was exposed, and you could’nt resist but let your lips travel all the way until you met his bobbing Adam’s apple, sucking near it.
« Baby. », Jaebum called. You could only moan in responce, unable to form proper words.
« Faster, please. », he begged, whining.
You never saw Jaebum like that, so vulnerable, chest rising and falling, chicks slightly red, hair messy, eyelids heavy.
You did as told, using your
remaining strength to lift yourself yp and slam back down, the sound of skin against each other filling the room. Breathy moans were heard from both of you, your legs were started to burn but you were so close, so close.
« I’m gonna cum. », you moaned, your nails dragging down his torso. A loud moan tumbled from Jaebum’s lips as your walls clenched around him. His hand sneaked between your bodies, rubbing circles on your clit, helping you reach your climax.
And when you did, the knot in your stomach finally exploding, it wash over you, your vision blurred, all you could focus on was Jaebum and his moans, more and more breathy and frequent.
He reached his high just after you, a loud and final moan coming from his lips, leaving him breathless and numb, one one his hand came to his forehead.
Your head fell on the boy’s torso, trying to catch your breath. All you could hear was his own ragged breath and the pounding of your heart, and you only smiled when you felt his heart beating as fast as yours.
Your hands were still intertwined, his lips softly kissed your knuckles, before murmuring a soft,
« I love you. »