let me love you down baby

Strip Study

Type: Smut

Pairing: Namjoon x reader

Notes: Y’all I’m dead my friend made me think of this and honestly it’s a big ass kink. Anyways, Namjoon is such a sweetie I love my bias omg. Hope you guys love Namjoon as much as I do. Also this is terribly written and short as hell but it’s ok I’m just livin kk bye!

Requests are open!

“I just can’t do this! Screw school I’m dropping out!” You say throwing your pencil in your bag and shutting your book.

You’re about to get off the bed and go take a walk when Namjoon tugs you back, “Hey, hey come on! It’s okay, I know the lesson is hard but you got this! Okay?”

You look at him, contemplating ditching studying or listening to hearing your boyfriend out for once. Namjoon looks at your focused face and thinks of a way to make you stay, “Okay. How about for every answer you get right… I’ll take a piece of clothing off. But, every question you get wrong you got to take a piece of clothing off.”

“So strip poker but for studying?” you stop tugging away and look up at him, raising an eyebrow. You look at him biting his lip in anticipation before letting out a sigh, “God, fine! Fine, I’ll do it. But none of that removing one sock bullshit.”

“Well I don’t have any socks on,” he laughs pulling you back in so now you’re sitting on his lap. He brings the notes to his face and looks at you, “no peeking.”

You laugh and turn away from him as he begins, “What is the largest organelle in the cell?”

You stop for a moment tracing your head for the answer, “Hm… Shit… I know this one… Oh! The nucleus!”

He looks up at you and smiles nodding his head, “Yes! Hoodie. Off.”

He winks at you before slowly taking off his hoodie to tease you. He laughs as he throws it over your head, covering your eyes. You take the hoodie off your head to look at the man but then see why he was laughing so hard. There sat Namjoon laughing, his tank top still on, “You tease!”

You hit him with his hoodie which only makes him lie down. You bite your lip looking the man up and down, “those arms and that neck is sexy though.”

He gives you a wink, flexing his muscle, “All muscle baby.”

You roll your eyes and put on the hoodie, which Namjoon was pleased with, “Next question.”

“Yes Miss,” he says rolling onto his stomach to grab the flash cards, “Alright. What is one difference between a plant cell and an animal cell.”

“Ugh easy! Plant cells have a cell wall,” You say smirking.

“Correct!”

“Now you’re just handing these to me. Now, get that tank off, right now.”

“Anything for you baby,” he takes the tank off smoothly. You hold your lip in between your teeth to stop yourself from making any sound. This game was amusing to you both. You look at his body, he was fit as hell but it was rare for him to ever show it. You couldn’t help but blush at him. God if he only knew how you would rather be doing something so much different than studying.

“Stop staring, you’re making me self conscious,” he says and wraps his arms across his chest in an attempt to cover himself.

You laugh at him,“Shush and hurry up with the next question.”

He nods and goes to grab the cards, you look at his lean figure, loving the sight of Namjoon shirtless with only sweatpants on. He catches you staring at him but only smirks at you, “Is water polar or nonpolar?”

You snap out of the trance, “Shit. I have no clue.”

“Just guess.”

“I don’t know. Nonpolar?”

He looks up at you and loudly makes a buzzer noise.

“Damn it!”

“Take that shirt off babe.”

You look up at him and raise your eyebrow. You almost forgot that you were also a contender in this game, “Well which one your sweatshirt or your shirt?”

“Both.”

“It’s one per question Namjoon.”

“But you didn’t have that on before the game started babe.”

“But-”

“Come on babe…” He makes a pouting face and moves closer to you, tugging at your shirt,

You narrow your eyes at him but can’t stop the smile sneaking onto your face. You blush a bit as you slowly take off your shirt, trying to avoid eye contact with him. You feels his eyes on you as you pull the fabric off of your body, the cold air hitting your bare skin. You throw the clothes at Namjoon’s head and laugh. He hurries to take them off and throw them across the room. He looks at you, now only in a bra and those short shorts you wear around the house.

“Namjoon,” you hum to get his attention off you and back onto the question.

He clenches his jaw and shakes his head. He stops for a moment and throws the flashcards on the ground, “What’s 1 + 1?”

“Namjoon!” You say laughing but then stop when you notice his impatient face.

“Answer the damn question (Y/N).”

“2,” you say moving closer to him, “Pants.”

He hurries to take the sweatpants off but you stop him. You grab the waist band and slowly pull the pants down his legs, throwing them off the side of the bed. You kneel in front of Namjoon. He looks at you, face red and heavy breathing, it takes him only a second to get up and crawl on top of you. He kisses you hard moving his knee in between your legs and putting on hand on your waist and the other on your ass. You ran one hand through his hair and the other running down his chest. He growls into your mouth when you push your thighs together, grinding into his leg.

“Fuck, you look so good like this,” he says, moving down your body. He kisses the skin around your bra. The impatient man hurries and unclasps the bra kissing and sucking on the sensitive skin. He kneeds your breasts together massaging the tender skin, you can’t help but let out a loud and long moan. He looks up at you and smiles going back to kissing down your breasts and stomach.

“Namjoon. Please,” you let out and he stops the slow kisses and speeds up to the edge of your shorts.

“You know what these shorts do to me. They’re so small, I don’t even think you wear underwear with them. Do you?”

He looks up at you and you shake your head blushing, “(Y/N). Always teasing me, walking around the house with my shirts and your nice ass hanging out.”

You look away from him and he grabs rips the shorts off, throwing them to the side. He hurries to spread your legs, immediately kissing and sucking your clit. You don’t stop yourself from moaning out loud. Namjoon growls as he licks between your folds his tongue moving fast and rough against you. He moves to lick your clit and you jolt your body up moaning out his name. He moves his hand and pushes a finger inside of you, almost setting you over the edge. He moves in and out slowly, a contrast to his rapid tongue movement on your clit. He adds another finger and another until you feel yourself about to climax.

“Namjoon! Oh my god!” You say pulling hard on his hair.

“Cum for me baby,” he says getting even faster. It doesn’t take you another second to let yourself go off of the edge. You move your body up but Namjoon grabs your hips and pushes you down. He licks up the cum as you come down from your high. Your breath is heavy as you look down to Namjoon licking you gently, looking up at you.

You gently move to get up, you and Namjoon are both say in front of each other heavy breathing and it doesn’t take a moment for Namjoon to kiss you hard and push you back down onto the bed running his hands up and down your sides. You moan into his mouth and he takes it as a sign to start up again. He pulls your legs into him, your bare pussy rubbing on the hard dick that was only separated from your due to the fabric holding it in.

“I’m done with the foreplay. I just wanna feel you in me,” you say, it comes out heavy and rough which makes Namjoon grind into you relentlessly.

You subconsciously pull your head back and moan at the friction and he’s quick to attack the skin of your neck, peppering kisses and sucking until he can’t hold himself back anymore.

“Open your damn legs (y/n),” he commands and you immediately open up for the man.

He pulls his boxers down and grabs your hips making sure he’s close to you. He leans down facing you and kisses up you neck and jaw. He’s gentle but you know how rough he wants to fuck you. How loud he wants you to scream his name. How he wants you to only think of his dick relentlessly railing you. He knows you want the same thing.

He pumps himself slowly wanting you to be ready, you nod to him signalling you’re more than ready. He moves slowly when he enters you, wanting you to feel him stretching your tight pussy out. You moan loud and he keeps going in and out, in and out. He increases his speed making sure to pleasure you anyway he can, kissing you, holding you, playing with your breasts, rubbing your clit, or whispering dirty ideas in your ear.

“I want you to scream so loud that the neighbors know exactly how good you’re taking my dick baby,” he says and gets tougher. He turns you around on all fours and starts up again even more rough, his hands now leaving red marks on your hips as he slams into you hard, “You love when I’m rough with you don’t you?”

You can only nod not being able to speak through your moans. He smiles at this slapping your ass lightly to make you tighten and shake. Your moans were sloppy and so were his thrusts, you both losing yourself to the feeling. “I want you to ride me baby, will you do that for me?”

Namjoon slows down until he’s stopped and waits for your answer and through your breaths you let out an exhausted, “Yes. Please baby.”

He smiles his dimple showing as he holds you up helping your sore figure onto him. You can’t help grinding into him, teasing his cock. He grips your ass when you roll your hips and he tries his best not to cum right there. You grab his hard dick and move it to your pussy. He slides in so well and you have to stop yourself from cumming right there. You move up and down rolling your hips, feeling his hard dick ramming into you. He moans loud, one of the loudest moans you had ever heard him let out and before you know it he’s grabbed your hips and helped you to moving up and down. “You look so fucking good riding me like that.”

You can’t answer but instead grind harder which cause Namjoon to lose his mind. He slams you up and down his dick, hard and fast. You feel yourself about to explode from the ecstasy. Namjoon goes harder than ever now, making sure that you feel every inch of him in you. It takes only a few more hard thrusts before your body jolts hard. You cum loud, screaming, “Fuck yeah Namjoon. Oh my god!”

He moans and lets out a loud growl and he lets himself go, releasing himself in you. You’re both stuck for a moment heavy breathing and dizzy from the experience. You then feel yourself collapse as you fall onto Namjoons chest. He lets out a small grunt at the impact of your body giving out on top of him but laughs. He lets out a hum and hugs you tight kissing your head.

“You did so amazing baby.”

You only make an acknowledgement sound as you feel yourself slowly falling asleep. He laughs and holds you closer to him inhaling the scent of your hair, cherishing this moment.

“I’m gonna fail this class.”

Namjoon lets out a laugh, “not if I fuck the answers into you.”

You both laugh, the feeling of sleep slowly kicking in.

“Goodnight baby,” you say and close your eyes, deactivating for the night.

“Goodnight beautiful.”

anonymous asked:

I want to get on hams last nerve until he snaps and fucks me like a slut :) :) :) :) :) :)(: (: (: (: (:

Okay but imagine making him so mad that’s its not even emotional mad but just pure rage where he literally pops off and slams you into the bed, man-handling you like you’re a rag doll.

Ramming against your thighs so hard they’re starting to become sore and he has his hand around your throat, cold rings digging into your skin as he kisses you so roughly you can’t breathe.

Tugging at your nipples, digging his nails into the back of your quaking thighs as he throws your legs over his hips and pushes so far inside you that your stomach throbs.

He’s grunting all low and deep, telling you what a bad girl you’ve been and how you deserve to be fucked like you’re nothing but a sex toy.

”You’re just a warm cunt for me to fuck.”

“Worked me down to my last nerve and now you’re gonna pay for it, sweetheart.”

“Y’like that, don’t you? Like it when Daddy treats you like the little cock slut you are?”

And when you make a snarky comment back, he shoves his fingers down your throat and mumbles a dark, “Be a good girl for once and keep your damn mouth shut before I shove my cock in it.”

Flipping you around onto your stomach and grabbing your hips, propping your ass up and sinking into you slowly, groaning so raspy and raw you can hear a slight gurgle in the back of his throat.

“God, you look amazing like this.” He wraps his fist into your hair, yanking your head back harshly and leaning down to connect this mouth with your ear, his words hot and sticky against the shell. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’ll be feeling me in your tummy for the next week.”

Spanking you until you’re a shaking, sobbing mess with his rings marked all over your ass as it glows raspberry red, his large palms massaging the stinging skin as he slams into you from behind. His chest, neck and collarbones are covered in a thin sheen of sweat, his hair flopping messily, the dampness across his scalp having weighed down his slight quiff.

Harry reaches both of his large hands up to your shoulders, grasping them roughly and yanking you down against his cock, hitting so hard and so deep you feel like you’ll never be this tight again. And then his nails are scratching down the expanse of your spine and you let out a surprised squeak as the cold air of the room stings the freshly drawn marks.

“That’s what you get for testing me, love.”

And then when you’re close and he’s kissing up the side of your neck and biting at your skin and suckling your jolting shoulders, he grabs your throat again, restricting your airflow.

“Tell me something, baby. If you had to pick one,” his grip tightens further as you feel his warm lips spread into a cocky simper against the thumping pulse in your temple, “would you rather breathe or come?”

baby [namjoon]

Originally posted by rapnamu

so this is an imagine that i meant to post like three days ago, but i accidentally posted it on my other account, like an idiot. anyways, hope y’all enjoy!

word count: 3168

warnings: none, just a hs au

author: mel

Ringing the doorbell, you nervously looked at your phone to double check that you had the right address. Today you were supposed to start a babysitting job for a single mom that lived down the street from you. She had just moved in, and needed someone to watch her baby weeknights while she worked night shifts. You loved kids, and happily accepted the job.

The door was opened by a young woman who bowed to you. “Are you Y/L/N Y/N?”

“Yes, Ms. Kim.” You bowed back, and followed her inside.

“It’s wonderful to meet you. Let me go get Jaesun!”

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little reputation things™
  • *ahem*
  • BUMMM BUMM BUM BUMMMM BUMM BUMM KNEW HE WAS A KILLA
  • i i i i  see how this is gon go
  • “but if i’m a thief then he can join the heist”
  • baby let the games begin! let the games begin! ahAH AHHHHHHHH
  • GETTING .5 SECONDS INTO END GAME AND UNDERSTANDING WHY THE ALBUM IS CALLED REPUTATION
  • ahHHH and ya heard about me”
  • ed sheeran rapping on a taylor swift song
  • “i swear i don’t love the drama IT LOVES ME”
  • ed in the background of the last chorus: “be yoUR A TEAM NOW”
  • the string plucky things in the beginning of i did something bad
  • “if a man talks shit then i owe him nothing”
  • THEN WHY’S IT FEEL SO BANG BANG GOOD BANG BANG GOOD
  • “and i’d do it over and over and over again if iiiii could”
  • RAH DI DI DI DI DI DI DI DI DI DAHHHHH 
  • “they’re burning all the witches even if you aren’t one”
  • taylor apparently wanting to be set on fire
  • ((agreed))
  • the harmonies on this album filling my entire soul
  • “oHHH LORD SAVE ME MY DRUG IS MY BABY I’LL BE USING FOR THE REST OF MY LIIIIIIIIFE” aka the only prayer i’ll ever say again
  • i get so high OH… trip of my life OH
  • the way she sings “using for the rest of my life oHH OH OH OHHH” after the bridge damn son
  • “my reputation’s never been worse so he must like me for me”
  • taylor finally discovering alcohol
  • the way she says “coz i know that it’s delicate” so…. delicately
  • how delicate feels like a rain shower in a desert
  • :) i :) don’t :) like :) your :) little :) games :)
  • OH look what you made me do
  • “i don’t like your kingdom keys, they once belonged to me”
  • “i’m sorry the old taylor can’t come to the phone right now. why? oh! BECAUSE SHE’S DEAD” is singlehandedly the most iconic thing i have ever and will ever hear.
  • so it goes being chill and then the chORUS AND ALL THE PIECES FALL!!! RIGHT INTO PLACE!!!
  • ;) scratches ;) down ;) your ;) back ;) now ;)
  • o n e  t w o  t h r e e
  • how getaway car is the only song i ever want to hear ever again
  • WE NEVER HAD A SHOTGUN SHOT IN THE DARK
  • think about the place where you first met me
  • “there were sirens in the beat of your heart”
  • the way she says getaway
  • the chorus of this song feeling like driving down a highway with the windows rolled down in the middle of the night
  • GO! GO! GO!
  • being part of a heist, leaving money in a bag in a shady motel, stealing keys and getting tf out in her getaway car. zoom zoom bitch.
  • COS NOTHING GOOD STARTS IN A GETAWAY CAR
  • “all the boys in their expensive cars, the range rovers and jaguars never took me quite where you do” calvin harris WHOM
  • the drums in king of my heart are more important than my need to breathe
  • “your love is a secret i’m hoping, dreaming, dying to keep”
  • ~up on the roof with a school girl crussshhhh drinking beer outta plastic cupsssss~
  • i’ll never let you goOOO
  • but we were dancing BASS DROP dancing with our hANDS TIED, HANDS TIED
  • “oh baby can we dance, through an avalanche?”
  • “swaying as the room burnt down, i’d hold you as the water rushes in” …. “so i punched a hole in the roof, let the flood carry away all my pictures” ….. h e c k
  • fiRST TIME FIRST TIIIIMEE OH 
  • how dress is literally an orgasm turned into a song and i’m… into it
  • take it oH OH OH OH OFFFF
  • “carve your name into my bedpost”
  • “but if i get burnt at least we were electrified”
  • wildest dreams who???
  • “and i woke up just in time, now i wake up by your side”
  • say my name and everything just stops -EVERYTHING STOPS-
  • THE ALARM BELLS IN THE BEGINNING OF NICE THINGS
  • ra’lin’ the chandilier
  • THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T HAVE NICE! THINGS! DAR!LIN!!!
  • AWaaaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAaAAY
  • “and therein lies the issue, friends don’t try to trick you, get you on the phone and mind twist you”
  • the sound of shots being fired from every possible angle
  • if only you weren’t…. so shadyyyyy :)
  • they don’t care about the HE SAID SHE SAID
  • the way she says “and here’s to my baaabyyy
  • the organ?? piano???? during “and hereeee’s to youuu…” oh my god
  • CACKLE “I CAN’T EVEN SAY IT WITH A STRAIGHT FACE”
  • her voice at the end when she just says “nice things” 
  • her world crumbling around her and that’s just fine?? because of joe???? i wasn’t ready 
  • I’M THE ONE HE’S WALKING TOOOOOOO
  • “loves me like i’m brand new”
  • “all my flowers grew back as thorns” …. “all the flowers that we’d grown together died of thirst” again…. clean WHOM
  • I’M DOIN BETTER THAN I EVER WAASSSS
  • i’m laughing with my lover makin forts under covers trust him like a brother yeah you know i did one thing right
  • not because he owns me but cos he really knows me. which is more than they can say.
  • “you don’t need to save me, but would you run away with me?” “yes.” :’)
  • call it what you want is the lightest, softest pink sunrise seen from the window of a peaceful airplane in the early morning of a good day
  • how we went from pop anthems to??? i’m bawling in a sea of tissues on my bedroom floor at two in the morning and new year’s day is the most beautiful song i’ve ever heard??? 
  • it’s just a guitar and a piano and she’s harmonizing with herself
  • “don’t read the last page, but i stay”
  • “i want your midnights, and i’ll be cleaning up bottles with you on new year’s day”
  • “i can tell that it’s gonna be a long road” as in she knows that even if it’ll be a long road they’ll always be together don’t TOUCH me
  • hold on to the memories, they will hold onto you
  • hold on to the memories, they will hold onto you
  • hold on to the memories, they will hold onto you
  • and i will hold onto you
  • “please don’t ever become a stranger whose laugh i could recognize anywhere”
  • oh cool my heart’s shattered into a million pieces this is fine thanks
  • how there’s ten seconds of silence at the end of new year’s day because you bet your ass i need recovery time before the album starts over again and i gotta get back to boppin’
  • BUMMM BUMM BUMM BUMMMM BUMM BUMM KNEW HE WAS A KILLA 
  • ((they were not ready for it))
Things my friends have said as musicals:

Les Misérables ~ “COME ON GUYS LETS TAKE DOWN THE GOVERNMENT!!”

Phantom of the opera ~ “but would it be okay to kidnap someone if I love them? I would look after them.”

Hamilton ~ “You know what, I freaking love history like bitches of the past!”

Great comet ~ “Maybe we can run away together and have lots of babies!”

Rent ~ “When I’m older I’m not going to pay my rent, I refuse to because people are dying and they should help them instead.”
Me: Okay???

The Book of Mormon ~ “RELIGION IS SEXY!!!!!”

Falsettos ~ “I was robbed, they took it away when it was mine!” (I’m sorry but they deserved the tony)

Wicked ~ “My sexuality is pink, wait no… green! Yeah green!”

Dear Evan Hansen ~ “I am not noticed by anyone, but when I die I will become a natural phenomenon!”

Be more chill ~ “Is joining the play being gay, I’m not gay but is that gay?”

Come from away ~ “let’s move to Canada, it’s so nice there, I love Canada.”

Waitress ~ “ADULTERY IS FUN! Just kidding don’t be a dick.”

Newsies ~ “Okay but seriously I’m sexually attracted to newspapers! HELP ME!”

Something rotten ~ “Why does everyone hate me? I’m amazing!”

‘Why do you love me? What is there to love in someone like me? Please, tell me why you’re so fond of me because honestly? I don’t get it.’

I was perplexed how could he not see why?

‘I love you because you’re you.

I love you because when you smile, your lips always tilt slightly to the left. When you smile your amazingly sharp canines peek through giving you a juvenile look. When you smile, your ever present dimples show more — if that’s even possible —. When you smile, your eyes crease at the edges and your beautiful eyes become slits of pure joy.

I love you because when you laugh, you tilt your head backwards. When you laugh, you always close your eyes. When you laugh, you grasp your stomach and bend over. When you laugh, you always end in a deep sigh and smile after wards, you grasp my face in yours and kiss me as if we’ll never kiss again.

I love you because when I do something you like, you giggle. When I do something you like, you’ll caress my hair and pat my cheeks. When I do something you like, you look at my lips and say, “I fucking love you”. When I do something you like, your eyes bore into mine and I see a flame ignite in them.

I love you because when you’re concentrated you furrow your eyebrows. When you’re concentrated you tongue pokes out of your delicious lips and glides over them. When you’re concentrated, you tend to break out of it for a slight second and do that 'hmmph’ sound you know I like just to give yourself a small break. When you’re concentrated, you grab something to eat with your left hand and bring it to the right side of your mouth and proceed to take a bite.

I love you because when you kiss me, you grab my face with both hands. When you kiss me, one hand pulls on my hair, while the other runs its thumb across my cheek. When you kiss me, you always do a series of multiple pecks after we end making out. When you kiss me, I can feel you smile and let out small giggles of content. When you kiss me, you hold my face in your palms and look at me for a good while then you tell me I’m beautiful.

I love you because when you hug me, you hold me for a long time. When you hug me, you grasp me firmly with both of your strong arms. When you hug me, you use one hand to rub my back. When you hug me, you put your face in the crook of my neck and breathe in my scent. When you hug me, you won’t let me go until we’ve embraced each other tightly.

I love you because when you talk about something you love you smile the whole time. When you talk about something you love, you tend to look down at your hands. When you talk about something you love, you furrow your eyebrows and smirk a little. When you talk about something you love, you let out small sighs of happiness. When you talk about something you love, you always tilt your head to side and shrug your shoulders at the end because you get embarrassed at your enthusiasm.

I love you because when you make me blush, you tease me about it. When you make me blush you put your hands on my cheeks and remark, 'baby your cheeks are hot’ at which point I reply, 'no they’re not, I don’t know what you’re talking about’. When you make me blush you look at my cheeks and smile and say 'baby you’re blushing’. When you make me blush you hold me down and ask me why knowing damn well that makes me blush more.

I love you because when you tell me stories about your past, you say them in a low voice as if speaking louder will make them come back. When you tell me stories about your past, you always hug me and won’t let me go. When you tell me stories about your past, you run your hands through your hair because you know you might cry. When you tell me stories about your past you always mutter the phrase, 'why am I even telling you this?’ And we both know it’s because you love me, and you want me to know what I’m getting into.

I love you because when you notice I’m sad, you’ll look at me and poke my cheeks until I smile. When you notice I’m sad you tell me 'stop being a taco without the shell’ because you know I’ll laugh. When you notice I’m sad, you’ll hug me and tell me you love me. When you notice I’m sad, you’ll ruffle my hair and whisper in my ear, 'Tina eat your goddamn food’, because that llama is our spirit animal.’

I love you for so many reasons, if I listed them all, this poem would never end.

The best way to put it is, I love you because you’re you.

—  Beauty in IT /// I love you because…
bts scenario: comfort

for some reason, fluff always does way way worse in terms of notes and it makes me sad :( like i’m a horny bitch too but who doesn’t want some love every once and awhile. anyway, enjoy! xx

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jin: jin’s long fingers trailed lightly over the skin of your shoulder as you leaned into him. you had been stressed lately and jin decided tonight would be a good night to shower you in love. “you’re doing so good baby,” jin praised, “working so hard.” jin’s fingers continued to trail over your body as he left loving kisses in their wake. your eyes closed as you bathed in the comfort and after awhile you fell asleep in jin’s arms, warm and soft. 

Originally posted by chiminichangas

yoongi: “it’s okay, baby,” yoongi spoke softly, “cry it out.” the dam behind your eyes broke and tears began to trail down your face, biting your lip to try and hold in the sounds. yoongi softly shushed you and pulled you into his arms, his hands running comfortingly up and down your back. soft kisses were placed on the crown of your head as your sobs began to slow. “feeling better?” yoongi asked with a soft smile. you nodded, pulling him into a kiss. 

Originally posted by jeonbase

hoseok: hoseok knew as soon as he saw your tense shoulders and turned brow that you were stressed. you frantically moved around the kitchen as you prepared lunch for all of the boys. of course, all of them having specific diets and it was too much for you to remember who could and couldn’t eat what. “baby, take a break,” hoseok said as he came to massage your shoulders, his voice giving no room for argument. “come lay with me yeah?” a kiss was placed on your shoulder. 

Originally posted by hoseokb

namjoon: namjoon’s finger lightly tangled in your hair as he ran his fingers through the soft strands. “take some deep breaths with me, okay?” he asked and you followed his slow breathing. the stress from your shoulders seemed to loosen and you placed your head against his collar bone, “thank you, joonie.” namjoon shook his head, “no need to thank me, babe, i don’t like seeing you this stressed.” you smiled up at him and leaned into his embrace, finally feeling content. 

Originally posted by rapnamu

jimin: “smile for me, baby?” jimin asked as he took your hands in his. you shook your head and you hid your face in the crevice of his shoulder. “babyyy, my baby, my love, my life, please smile for me.” you couldn’t help as the nicknames brought a smile to your face. jimin smiled his adorable eye smile as he watched you, “there we go, my beautiful baby.” you blushed and tried to push him away but jimin just pulled you closer, “let me love you.” 

Originally posted by ggukbun

taehyung: as soon as taehyung found out you were feeling stressed, he picked you up and held you close to him, never letting you go. “tae,” you begged as you tried to squirm out of his arms. “nope, you’re not leaving until you feel better.” you huffed but eventually relaxed into his arms. taehyung began to slowly massage the tension from your lower back and after a few minutes he noticed your slowed breathing. “sleep well, baby.” 

Originally posted by je0n

jungkook: jungkook’s strong arms held you close to his body as he trailed kisses down your neck. “take tomorrow off, okay baby?” he didn’t give you a chance to reply as he captured your lips with his. pulling away for air, jungkook began to place kisses all over your face. you couldn’t help but giggle at the ticklish feeling and he finally ended with a last kiss on the tip of your nose. “now there’s that beautiful smile that i love so much.” 

Originally posted by dailyjeons

Min Yoongi Masterlist.

As requested! the mobile version of our permanent masterlist, hyung line focused.  Here you can find every single scenario we have posted to this date. It will get updated constantly as we publish new works. Thank you for all the support to Bangtan Spells, we hope you enjoy the reading! (Maknae Line Post) (Seokjin’s - Hoseok’s - Namjoon’s)

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FLUFF / ROMANCE

FLUFF / DRAMA

FLUFF / FAMILY

FLUFF / COMEDY

FLUFF / FRIENDSHIP

FAMILY / FRIENDSHIP

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ROMANCE

ROMANCE / DRAMA

ROMANCE / FANTASY

ANGST / FLUFF

ANGST / DRAMA

ANGST / ROMANCE


THE SUGA SERIES: DRABBLES

7

Rose’s whatnow

Honestly one of my favourite underrated Bismuth moments. Never fails to make me chuckle, along with the “You think it’s hot now?”/”Yeah. Like an oven.” exchange. Becomes really sad once you think about it for more than 5 seconds, just like all the Haha Aliens Don’t Get Human Reproduction bits from Three Gems and a Baby. They do try, though, bless them.

Look at this. So precious.

So Far So Good

Pairing: Sebastian X Reader

Words: 711

Warnings: thigh riding which is a sin in and of itself. One NSFW gif.

@superpaperclip asked “Could you write something about riding Sebastian’s thighs?

A/N: Welp…I’m horny now because of that gif. Let me know if you want to be tagged here.

Originally posted by couplenotes

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You Who... [M] (ft. Jeongguk)

Drabble Game Prompt 96. “Here, let me.” with badboy/jock!jeongguk

→ badboy football jk (warning: overstimulation, cumplay, fluff, and fuckingjeonjungkook)
→ 1.4k words prequel part 01 | 02

A/N: i have no idea where this came from, my hand sort of slipped, jfc what have i done 

UPDATE: added the highly-requested prequel as a thank you for 1k+ notes :) make sure to check out Give and Take! It’s a similar AU to this one! 


“There you go, yes, you can do it babe,” Jeongguk encourages, as you bite down on your lip.  

He grins up at you as you move your hips slowly against his, finding the way you squeeze your eyes shut tightly the cutest thing ever. 

“J-jeongguk I-I can’t–” you stutter, arms clutching at his bare shoulders as your movements stutter and begin to slow down. But you whimper instead at the loss of friction between your legs and begin to cry tears of frustration as you don’t know whether to continue grinding against him and chase after another orgasm or to stop completely. 

He just laughs huskily from beneath you, and wipes a tear from your cheek and presses a quick peck to your chin as you make up your mind and your movements continue. His head dips down to press open-mouthed kisses against your collarbone, painting the skin there in blossoms of red and pink. “Shh,” he grates against your neck, a gentle hand coming up to stroke down your spine and settling on the curve of your hip to firmly help guide you up and down his cock. “you got this.” 

He’s in awe as he watches you desperately move against him, your soft breasts and nipples brushing up against his hard chest and melting him on the spot. It’s been years since he’s met you and only a few months since the both of you finally started having sex, but he’s secretly delighted at how sensitive you are and how desperate you are to pleasure the both of you. He wants to spread you out and fuck you with his fingers and tongue and make you cum over and over until you’re screaming hoarsely or tie you down onto the bed and tease you for hours until you’re begging for him, but he smiles as he relishes in actually convincing you to top him for once. 

Cause this time he’s being a little selfish and pushing the boundaries on how far he can take you because he’s currently coaxing your through your third orgasm and is harder than he’s ever been in his life as he watches you in tears because you’re desperate to reach the peak once again. 

You muffle your cries in in his neck and thread your fingers in his hair as you feel the wave approaching again. “Jeongguk, ‘m gonna come,” you murmur breathlessly, making his dick clench at how fucking submissive you sound to him right now. He whispers sooth encouragements into your ear and moves his hips up to meet yours just right and grazes the spot inside of you that has you cringing and sighing into his neck as he grunts when you clamp down on him and bite gently into his shoulder to muffle your cries. 

The orgasm is stronger than the last two he brought you to with his fingers and his mouth, respectively, as the feeling of his skin beneath your fingertips and the sheer rawness of his length brushing your walls makes you clamp down on his girth harder than you’ve ever come before. You cry out and clench your teeth and you’re going through your third intense wave of your orgasm when suddenly he flips the both of you over and pins your hips to his bed and begins to pound into you desperately.

His voice is strained and his hairline slick with sweat as he props himself up above you and glares determinedly into your face thats scrunched up in pleasure, moving his hips against you until he reaches his own peak. You feel his dick twitch once before he’s letting out a loud groan and a strangled cry of your name before his chest pulses for a moment and then he slumps down onto you. 

The both of you are spent and you’re still crying from the overwhelming feeling of being coaxed through three orgasms, with the third being the most intense you’ve ever felt in your life, and your chest heaves from the effort it took. Jeongguk is no better, as he pulls out of you with a groan and kneels between your legs. 

Taking advantage of your slumped and exhausted state, he pushes up a thigh and leans down a bit to see how his cum leaks out of your slit and grasps his cock that hasn’t softened yet with a groan. He gently holds the base of his sensitive member and collects the cum that’s already oozed out onto your thigh with his tip before pushing it back into you. 

You let out a strangled cry, a hand coming up to your mouth so you can muffle your cries, and another desperately clutching onto the wrist holding onto your thigh. He pauses, glancing up at your expression and waiting for you to push him away, but a slight movement of your wrist draws your thigh higher up and his hips a bit closer to you. Grinning, he grasps his softening cock once again and drags his tip from your upper thigh back into your slit, massaging his own cum into your center. 

When he’s completely limp and cringing himself from the overstimulation of pushing himself back into your pussy, he drops your thigh and climbs back up, whispering sweet things into your ear. 

“Baby, you were so good,” he coos, smoothing back your hair and wiping leftover tears. “You deserved that, you were so hot. Here, let me,” he gets a warm towel from the restroom and wipes down your thighs and core before dressing you in his t-shirt (a sight which he’ll never admit he absolutely loves) and pulling on a pair of boxers before climbing into bed with you and pulling you into his chest.

“I loved it.” 

You hiccup, breath short from the sensitivity but also from your tears. “You did?” 

And he thinks its the damned cutest thing ever, how even if you were an innocent girl he’d never thought he’d date, you suddenly turned into a sex starved shyer version of yourself because of him, and then returned back to the sweet blushing one he’d fallen in love with even after hours of rough sex and the dirtiest things. It absolutely fucking thrills him and makes his dick so hard whenever he brings you to too many orgasms, when you reach the point where you dont know whether to stop or continue, or to cry or kiss him. He’s had his fair share of flings and sexcapades, but he knows that the only girl who’s ever made him so whipped, the only girl who’s gotten Jeon Jeongguk wrapped around her tiny little finger, is you. 

You who he began to tease and flirt with as a joke, but ended up falling so damn hard for you after just a partner project where you ended up sympathizing with him and treating him like a real fucking human being, and not the football athlete that everyone worshipped and expected so much out of. You who always looked at him, past his body and face and extracurriculars, and into his soul and really truly understood who he was at the core. You who drunkenly kissed him one night underneath the stars and you who’s cheeks went furiously red when he kissed you again in front of the entire school. You who weren’t afraid of telling him when he was being too cocky or just a dick, and made sure to keep him in check, to the point that his teammates were commenting on what a kind softie he was becoming. 

And finally, you who he found himself hopelessly irrevocably in love with. 

And he looks down at you, with your bare face that’s not really anything special. Eyes, nose, and lips that are average, hair that’s common, and a body that others will say they’ve seen better. But its the way you look at him with your eyes that makes him love you. The way you press your nose against his neck when you cuddle with him and the way you shyly move your soft lips against him when you kiss him goodbye. It’s the way your hair feels like absolute silk underneath his fingers when he runs his hands through them when you’re asleep, and the way your entire body literally lights up and bends at his will and his only

Those are the things, amongst many, that made the high and mighty bad boy Jeon Jeongguk fall in love with you. 

So he cups your face and smiles as he pecks against your lips, peppering your face with them until you giggle and shriek against his attack. Laughing, he draws you close. 

“I did, because I fucking love you.”


Prequel: 01 & 02 [fin], Give and Take[M]

BTS Reaction | Slowing down during sex.

Request; during sex, they slow down/ pull you down and cradle you telling you how much they love you 

Kim Namjoon

Namjoon would find himself in awe as he watched you on top of him, realising just how much he missed being away from you while he was on tour. His touches would be gentle, guiding your hips to work in a slow sensual rhythm with his thrusts. 

Pulling you down he’d press his lips to yours.

“I love you Y/N” he murmured, smiling into the kiss

“I know I’m away a lot but I love you so much”

Kim Seokjin

Seokjin would shower you in affection, smothering in you in delicate kisses, hands caressing each curve of your body as if you were fragile in his hold. Halting your movements he’d flip both of you over so that he was the one on top. 

Slowly he’d ease himself back inside of you.

“Let’s take this slow princess” he’d murmur

“I want to show you how much I love you”

Min Yoongi

Yoongi would be thrusting up into you roughly when he decided to slow down his thrusts. Reaching his hand up he’d caress your cheek, being ever so gentle with you as he tugged you down so your forehead pressed against his own as he thrust into you deeply but still keeping a slow pace.

“Keep your eyes on me, baby, I wanna see your face” he’d urge when you closed your eyes in pleasure

“Fuck, I really don’t tell you I love you enough, I really love you Y/N”

Jung Hoseok

Hoseok wouldn’t be able to stop himself as he lifted up from the bed, wrapping his arms around your torso and pulling your body flush against his own. His deep and sensual thrusts would contrast from how both of you first started, blinded by lust.

His hand would cup your cheek “I love you Y/N”

“I don’t say it enough, but I do”

Park Jimin

Jimin’s eyes would be fixated on you, in awe of how your face would contort in pleasure with each of his thrusts. He’d soon flip you over so that he was on top of you, hand caressing your cheek as he realised just how much he had missed being away from you.

Thrusting into you slowly, he’d lean down and connecting his lips to your neck.

“Princess, tell me how much you love me”

“Because I really do love you, you know that?”

Kim Taehyung

Taehyung would let you take complete control while on top of him, usually, he would find himself getting carried away, thrusting up into you. However, this time he found himself getting lost in the way you would react to each kiss and each one of his little touches.

“You’re driving me insane, baby”

“I hope you know how much I love you”

Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook would be eager to have you on top of him, wanting to see all of you as he made love to you. Every little moan that fell from his lips aroused him even more and he found himself pulling you down so your forehead was pressed against his.

“You have no idea how much I love you Y/N” 

“I love you so fucking much”

bts scenario: they give you a hickey

i hope you guys like this scenario! i love hickeys so much tbh, anyways enjoy! xx

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jin: jin would press feather light kisses to the skin of your chin and neck before finally finding the perfect place to leave his mark. he would softly kiss the spot before latching onto the skin and sucking. “jinnn,” you would moan at the feeling. “yes baby?” he would smirk knowing exactly what he was doing to you. wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer, he would continue his ministrations until he felt you were thoroughly marked. 

Originally posted by bwiseoks

yoongi: “f-fuck,” you would moan at the feeling of yoongi’s soft lips sucking onto the skin under your ear, a growl would escape from yoongi’s mouth as he sucked harder and harder. your fingers curled around the bed sheets under you as he moved to mark a different spot. “so pretty baby, you look so pretty covered in my marks,” another harsh suck, “all mine,” his words made a shiver run down your spine as you moaned again. 

Originally posted by jimiyoong

hoseok: it would start out as simple kisses all over your face and neck before it became more, his tongue would run flat over the base of your neck and a gasp was caught in your throat. “hobiiiii,” you would whine, and he took that as a sign to continue. his lips softly parted on the skin beneath your chin as he began to lightly suck. a groan left your lips and his sucking continued, sure to leave a dark hickey that would show everyone you were his. 

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

namjoon: as his lips moved from the spot beneath your ear to your collarbones, you knew you were in for a long night. “moan for me,” he would say as he sucked harshly on your collarbones. “n-namjoon,” at your moan he bit down on the spot he was sucking and made you gasp, “you know that’s not what you call me right now baby,” he growled. “daddy,” you corrected and moaned under his touch as he moved to another spot to leave a mark. 

Originally posted by rapnamu

jimin: “chim chim,” you teased as you straddled his lap. “yes baby?” his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer, lips just centimeters apart. “i love you,” you whispered before connecting your lips. jimin quickly began to kiss back as he pulled you closer. as jimin pulled away, his lips began to trail down your face and onto your neck before harshly sucking onto the skin. you groaned and pushed your hips against his, to which he just sucked harder. “that’s right baby,” another hickey, “moan for me.”

Originally posted by itschiminie

taehyung: it started as playful kisses and nips as you and taehyung were cuddled on the couch. taehyung had been down a little harder on accident, and when you let out a moan he smirked, “kinky huh?” he teased. you smacked the back of his head and blushed. “i’m kidding baby,” his voice dropped an octave, “do you want me to mark you?” you gasped and nodded frantically. his lips latched onto the soft skin of your neck before sucking and leaving a gorgeous mark, just like his baby. 

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

jungkook: soft sheets could be felt under the skin of your hands as jungkook ravaged your body. jungkook’s lips could be felt everywhere, on your face, stomach, thighs and as of currently, on your neck. “shit,” your fingers wrapped in his hair as you pulled his body closer, desperately craving more of his touch. jungkook growled before attaching his lips to the skin above your breast, harshly biting and sucking, marking you as his. 

Originally posted by nnochu

Things Harry Styles Does In Bed (smut/ish)
  1. “Wakes you up with neck kisses while he murmurs “Wake up baby, c’mon baby, there you go” as his hands travel straight to your breasts and squeezes gently till you’re more awake
  2. Drags his fingers gently over your whole body until you’re completely covered in goose bumps 
  3. Absolutely loves how shy you get when his mouth gets filthy when you’re least expecting it. “Put the book down love, I wanna eat that sweet pussy for breakfast”. You’d go red. And he’d love it. 
  4. Will lie on his side next to you while you’re on your stomach watching Netflix, and his hands will randomly start massaging your thighs. “Harry” you’d warn. “Mmm” is all he’d mumble with a small smile. “I need to get through one episode of FRIENDS with out us having sex before the episode’s up, it’s 20 minutes” you would tell him. “That’s too long darling” he’d whine. “Think of how many times I could make you scream with 20 minutes” 
  5. “With me you always come twice, at least twice” 
  6. Was so gentle and loving the first time you slept together. Constantly asked if you were okay. Refused to fuck you until you came. 
  7. Was so completely on board with your praise kink. “Baby, you’re always so good for me. My good girl” 
  8. Spanks you whenever you do something he doesn’t like. Like the one time you smiled and laughed at that idiot’s joke at your office party, because the idiot was your boss. “Count them for me baby, 6 more left” he’d say soothing the sting before his hand would come down again.
  9. Would demand that you open your legs for him after he’s teased you all day long, knowing how wet you’d be for him. 
  10. “This? It belongs to me” he’d growl, stroking up and down your heat before plunging his fingers into you. 
  11. So. Much. Over-stimulation.
  12. Speaking of over stimulation, would just drag you back to your place when you’d move away, far too sensitive. You’d be whimpering and begging him to stop, but he’d keep on going. 
  13. “Now baby, since you were naughty and didn’t ask permission to come, you get two options. Shall I edge you till you beg me to let you come or make you come until you’re begging me to stop?”
  14. Pins your hands over your head when you’ve misbehaved, but he doesn’t have it in him to spank you or to deny you an orgasm. He knows how much you love to touch him during sex. 
  15.  “Don’t you dare hide your face, I wanna see you when you come” 
  16. Wouldn’t let you out of bed post sex. “Oh no, you’re staying right here baby” he’d growl playfully. “Harry” you’d giggle “I need to do things today”. “Yes. you need to do me, over and over again” 
  17. Cuddles because he was rough with you the night before. 
  18. He’s big on aftercare, let’s be serious, he’s a sweetheart. 
  19. Would kiss every inch of your body while you came down from however many orgasms he’d fucked into you that night. 
  20. “God, you ride me so good. So good f’me” he’d groan whenever you were on top
  21. Made you come 6 times in one night. The 6th was the best. He’d whipped out a curvy toy, astounding you, pushed the toy into your overly sensitive core and sucked on your clit until you were screaming. And that, was how you experienced your first ever squirt. 
  22. Worshiped you on the occasions where you surprised him in lingerie. “Get over here, your boyfriend’s got some work to do” 
  23. Would always be trying new positions with you. 
  24. The one time you faked an orgasm because you were both tipsy and you knew it wasn’t gonna happen, he got so upset until you told him he was the best you’d ever had. He made up for it. All. Damn. Night. 
  25. “Did I ever tell you I really, really like having sex with you?” 
Too Soon - Jeff Atkins Imagine

Jeff Atkins x reader

Request: Hi i was wondering if i could request 13 reasons why imagine where the reader and Jeff have been dating for a couple months or an year…maybe have smut like they made love and then where Jeff passes away and maybe have the reader visit the grave with clay and tony to tell Jeff..that he was a dad.

WARNINGS: Fluff, smut, small swearing


“Atkins!” I scream when I see my boyfriend in the hallway. I jump in his arms wrap my legs around his torso and kiss him as if I didn’t see him in months when in reality is was literally two periods ago. I’m cheesy like that. We’ve been dating for over a year now, but everyday feels like we started dating yesterday. He never seizes to amaze me. He surprises me with flowers and I still get anxious and excited like a little girl when we go out on dates. He still does things like climb through my window even though my parents basically forced a key on him. He even does things like come over at 2am when I joke about being scared. He’s just the best boyfriend in the world.

“Hey baby” he laughs as he kisses me back. “You ready to go”

“Yes, it’s Friday and I’ve never been happier” I slide my hand in his as we walk out the school building earning a ‘bye’ or ‘what up’ from people.

As we walked to my house, Jeff kept telling me corny jokes and pick-up lines he found online last night trying to make me laugh.

“Babe, knock knock?”

“Not another one J.”

“Baaabe knock knock, come on last one I promise.”

“You said that three jokes ago” I whine.

“Oh. Knock knock?”

“Who’s there?” I sigh.

“A broken pencil” he smiles.

“A broken pencil who” I sigh, already knowing the joke.

“Never mind it’s poin-”

“Pointless” I say as I laugh dramatically. He looks at me seriously for interrupting his corny joke. 

“Sorry baby, love you!” I try to kiss him the rest of the way home as he pretends to be mad at me.  

As we walk in, he stills pretend to be mad when he stomps into my room and close the door. He closes me out my room. My room.

“Babe really” I laugh.

“Do a knock knock joke then you can come in.”

“No”

“Yes”

“Noo babe”

“Well then I’m going to go take a nap”

“No!” I roll my eyes as if he can see it. “Fine babe…knock knock”

“Who’s there” he cooed.

“Al.” I smirk.

“Al who?” 

“Al strip for you if you open this door” I smirk biting my lip. As soon as I said that, the door swung open and I’m met with Jeff’s lips as he pulls me inside. He shuts the door and pushes me up against it. 

“No need to do that” he whispers in my ear. He starts kissing and sucking on my neck and pulls up the dress I’m wearing. He slides his hands under my underwear to my butt and pulls me to him.

“J-Jeff” I moan. He looks at me and bit his lip as he throws the dress off, leaving me in just my bra and panties. He scans my body as I turn my head, feeling nervous all of a sudden. He moves my head to face him and I see such admiration in his eyes.

“You’re the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on.” When he said that I wanted nothing more than to feel him on me. I throw my arms around his neck and hungrily kiss him. He grabs my legs and I jump on him as he moves us to the bed. He hovers over me as he deepens the kiss. He puts his hand behind my neck to pull me closer to him. He rubs my thigh up and down as he slowly peppers kisses all over my neck and chest. He’s painfully teasing and I can’t take it.

“Jeff” I whisper.

“Yes y/n?”

“I need you” he looks at me and simply smiles.

He continues to kiss my neck as he unclasp my bra. He starts sucking my breast and massaging the other as I run my hands through his hair. He does the same to the other and I’m a moaning mess.

“Jeff please” I moan.

“We’re almost there baby” he whispers.

He kisses down my stomach and thigh slowly, never breaking his stare from me. I whine again as he comes back and goes back to sweetly kissing me. I groan from the friction of my almost bare core against his jeans and wiggle for him to get the idea. He does and pulls off his jeans and I hastily pull off his shirt.

“Someone is ready” he giggles. I roll my eyes and roughly palm his member through his boxers making him grunt.

“Someone is hard” I mimic smirking. He tries to keep his groans in until I full on grab him and he does a full moan. Now he’s the frantic one as he rips my underwear off of me. Literally.

“Jeff!” I scream.

“Sorry baby, I’ll get you another one” he smirks. He slides his hands all over my body, making me shiver.

“You like that?” he asks. I nod as he slips a finger in me and goes back to kissing. I  whimper from his touch and go for his underwear. I push them down and his member springs out. He kicks them off and slides two fingers in this time. I moan into his mouth as he goes at a fast pace. I let out more moans as I start to get close.

“Jeff baby, I’m abou-” when I said that, Jeff pulled his fingers away and I frown. 

“I want to feel you cum, not with my fingers” he smirks.

He grabs a condom out his wallet from his pocket and slide it on. He gives me a look for confirmation and I nod, just wanting to feel him already. He pushes his length into me. At first it hurt, but it always does when we have sex because of his huge size. The longer he’s in me, the more I get used to it. He pushes in slowly and draws out a little. I start to moan as I connect my lips with his. As he picks up his pace, I dig my nails into his back. He hooks my legs over his shoulder and I scream a little.

“Je-OH My fuck!” he’s directly hitting my g-spot and I can’t even think. I moan louder as I grab the pillow under my head, arching my back. 

“Fuck princess! you feel good” he moans. 

“H-harder J-Jeff!” He goes harder and I start almost full on screaming. As we both are climaxing, Jeff pulls out and puts me on all fours. He pushes back in and grabs my breast from behind. I lean back as he kisses my neck while pounding into me. He moans into my ear as I hold the back of his neck. I can’t control my moans and screams and neither can he. They come out louder as he hits the right spot over and over again. As we get closer, I fall onto my hands and Jeff holds my waist. He roughly rubs me with his fingers as I scream to let go of my release.

“J-JEFF!” I scream.

He cums shortly after I do and collapse next to me. We lay there in a comfortable silence while I rest my head on his shoulder and his arm wrapped around me. Both still out of breath, he looks over to me.

“Knock knock?”

“Who’s there” I laugh. 

“I love”

“I love who?” I say, letting him finish it this time for his sake.

“I love you” He smiles as he kisses me.

“My corny boyfriend” I laugh.


*Tomorrow Night*

“You guys have been inseparable all night my gosh” Jessica drunkenly laughs. Me and Jeff look at each other and chuckle, knowing exactly why. We have been at Jessica’s party for a while now and have been sitting on the couch with Jessica, Bryce, and Zach.

“Leave them alone babe, that’s how we are” Justin laughs.

“Oh, you get me flowers?” when Justin doesn’t answer, all of us start cracking up. 

“Well I’m going to get a beer, you guys want one?” Zach asks as he gets up. 

“Nah no thanks man, my girl will kill me cause I’m the driver tonight” I smile when he said that, happy that he cares about his well being. We continue talking to our group of friends and have a pretty good time.

“Where is Clay and Hannah” I whisper in his ear.

“Somewhere around here, probably upstairs, I did my meddling for the night and got them together.”

“Aw how noble of you” I giggle, pinching his cheeks. “Thank you ma’am”.

“See! look at them, they are perfect” Jessica playfully whines.

“Shut up!” Justin say as he grabs her face and start full on making out. Everyone starts ewing and shooing them off the couch.

“Get a room!”

“Jess, your room is upstairs!”

“Get it Foley!”

Justin flips us all off, never breaking their kiss and we all laugh. Monty taps Jeff on the shoulder and screams over the loud music.

“Yo bro you still doing the beer run!?”

Jeff got up and nodded his head, “Yeah shit I almost forgot”

I got up with him, frowning and grab his arm before he could go anywhere, “Babe do you have to go? I’m pretty sure there is enough beer, just not enough for every single person to get ass faced drunk.”

He kissed my forehead and smiled, “I’ll be right back babe I promise”. I pick up my bag and turn towards him, “Okay then I’m coming with you”.

“Baby, you have to watch out for Clay and Hannah remember, I’ll be back in 15 minutes then we can leave right after.”

I sigh still not liking this. I know he didn’t drink anything, but I’m still nervous for him to be out this late. What if someone else out there is drunk driving? I tell myself its fine and nod my head.

“Okay fine, just be careful J.”

“I will baby, I love you.”

“I love you too.” he gives me a peck on the lips and I hold onto his hand and let it slide out once he got to far to reach it. I watch him walk out the door and sit back down onto the couch, waiting for his return.


*4 Weeks Later*

Life is unfair. Life is so unfair. Why him? Why Jeff? Why my boyfriend. Such an amazing boyfriend. Is the best. Was the best. I stare down at his tombstone and couldn’t stop my tears from falling. So many tears. I found myself screaming at night. If I wasn’t screaming I was just silent. Completely silent. I mean was there for me to say? He’s gone. Jeff Atkins is gone. Never to hold me again, never to make me feel better, never to get me the flowers, never to throw rocks outside my window. I bend down and touch his stone. 

“I-I m-miss you so much” my voice cracks. “Why d-did you h-have to leave m-me?” I start crying harder. This is my first time being at his grave, due to the fear of seeing him. The fear of seeing reality of this situation. 

“Y-you would b-be so happy right now” I hiccup as I touch my stomach. I felt the little bump and smile through my tears.

“Y-you would have told him knock knock jokes” I laugh to myself, “or her”.

“Y-you would have t-taught baseball terms” I smile.

“You would h-have been the perfect dad” I cried looking down at him, “the best”.

I put the roses he always got me onto his grave and wiped my tears, even though they kept coming down. I kissed my finger and touched them against his stone that read 

Jeff Atkins

World’s greatest son 

world’s best companion

Even a better dad

Gone but never forgotten.

“I love you Jeff”I got up and continued crying as both Tony and Clay stood there respectfully and silent, waiting for me to finish. I smile lazily at them and hooked my arm into both of theirs as we walked out of the graveyard. I look back one more time and thought to myself ‘the love of my life might be gone, but he will forever live on in my heart’


A/N - Omgg!! I cried making this ending. It was so sad to me. I hope you guys liked it and love you guys for all your support. Your imagines are not forgotten.

baby fever [parenthood series #1]

 summary: Bucky wants a baby. || fluff & nsfw || [future]dad!bucky x reader ||

warnings: your heart will grow like the grinch at this sweet content, nsfw, smut, trying for a baby, fear of parenthood, [intentional] unprotected sex, mentions of prenancy, mentions of Steve/Natasha and their baby Sarah

note: I’ve been posting dad!bucky fics here and there, so I decided to make a legit series and stuff about it called ‘Parenthood.’ This series will show everyone how Bucky’s little family was started, and how they progress through milestones and all of that. Here’s the first part called ‘Baby Fever!’ 

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Praise Kink

In which Harry is incredibly nervous and y/n knows just how to calm him down.

A/N: WELL I did it. Barely.  I managed to get this finished before Harry’s single dropped so that I’ll be able to freak out in peace tonight.  I hope you enjoy because this is… kinda filthy.  LOVE YA BUY SIGN OF THE TIMES ON ITUNES!

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hunk’s mama: hunk is almost two years old and he still hasn’t said anything yet… do you think we should be worried? do- are we bad parents?

hunk’s mom: of course not, honey! every kid is special, y’know? they all go their different ways. and our hunkadunk of dippin dot love is fine just the way he is <3

hunk’s mama: (sighs) you’re right, of course. but you know me. i’ve never been able to let things lie, i always have to tinker with them. i know i shouldn’t project my own insecurities onto our baby, but…

hunk’s mom: babe, you’re not the first parent to overthink themselves, and you won’t be the last. maybe we’ve just been approaching this all wrong! we’ve only ever talked at hunk… what if we tried to have a conversation with him, or something?

hunk’s mama: it’s worth a shot.

hunk’s mama: (squats down next to hunk) hunk? baby? do you think you could say something, just for mama? i’m sad that i still haven’t heard your beautiful voice.

hunk: (continues sucking on hand)

hunk’s mom: … sorry, honey. it was a longshot anyway-

hunk: (removes hand from mouth) i’m sorry, mama. i didn’t realize i was making you sad ‘cause i don’t like talking. i’ll try to talk more though if you want me to!

So, you’re the babysitter?

Summary: Namjoon is babysitting for a family and expected just a plain night with him and a baby. What he didn’t expect is what would happen when you showed up

Genre: fluff, light smut. High school au, shy!reader

Pairing: RM x reader

Y/n = your name, y/m/n = your mother’s name, y/b/n = your brother’s name, y/l/n = your last name 💗

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon

“Our numbers are on the fridge and if he starts to get fussy just give him his favorite blanket, that always works. If anything goes wrong call me or my husband,” she stood in the doorway smiling at Namjoon.

“Thank you, Mrs. Y/l/n, don’t worry I’ll take good care of your son,” Namjoon smiled back.

“Great, thank you. We’ll be back around 11,” Y/m/n said as she started walking out the door with her husband. “Oh, and one last thing,” she turned back halfway out the door with a brand new expression. “Our teenage daughter is upstairs, she never comes out when the babysitters are here,” she said rolling her eyes. “Just thought you should know.”

Teenage daughter? Namjoon thought. If they had a teenage daughter why did he have to babysit? “Have a good night Mrs. Y/l/n,” he said to your mother as she left.

Your mom smiled and walked out the door. Namjoon turned back to the living room, looking at the baby that was sitting on a mat chewing on a teething toy. “Well,” he said looking at the infant. “Looks like it’s just you and me tonight buddy,” he said and went to sit next to the baby to occupy him. He’d probably flip through channels on the tv while sitting there to make sure he didn’t cry or need changing.

At least, that was the night he expected.

-

You waited at least 20 minutes after your parents left to sneak down the stairs to catch a glance at the babysitter. Your mother never approved of you being the one to take care of your baby brother. You crept down the stairs, and walked into the kitchen, trying not to make to much noise. You didn’t have to be so quiet, but you also didn’t need to be noisy. What if y/b/n was sleeping?

You opened the fridge and grabbed a juice, holding the cold bottle, condensation gathering on your hand. You closed the fridge and walked out of the kitchen, your bare feet padding on the tile, and you walked to your living room where you heard murmurs and the tv playing. You could feel your face heating up as you leaned on the wall near the entrance of the living room, and you observed the boy sitting with your baby brother.

Holding the baby was none other than, Kim Namjoon, your crush.

You messed with the cap of your juice. “So you’re the baby sitter…” You spoke calmly, looking at Namjoon who hadn’t noticed you yet.

He turned his head to you, visibly jumping. “Oh, you startled me,” he responded not knowing what else to say.

“Sorry,” you looked at your hands.

“Yes, I’m the babysitter,” he had a warm smile. Your brother sat in his lap, and he cooed at Namjoon, gripping his shirt. You looked at your brother and smiled lovingly. You truly loved your brother, he was the sweetest baby on earth. You just wished your parents trusted you with him more.

“Question,” Namjoon looked at you. He saw you smiling at the baby while leaning on the wall, a juice in your hand. He truly thought you looked adorable in that moment. A T-shirt and leggings, no shoes. Not much different than when he saw you at school, but more casual, laid back. He liked it.

“Shoot,” you said finally opening the bottle and sipping it.

“So if you’re here, then why am I?” Namjoon hoped that the tingle on his face wasn’t a blush when your eyes went from the baby to him.

You sighed, although it was barely audible, and smiled weakly. “My parents don’t trust me with my own brother.”

Namjoon frowned. “Why?”

You scoffed. “Hell if I know.” You walked over to where he and your brother were and sat in front of him. Your brother’s eyes lit up as he looked at you and he squealed, grabbing for you. Namjoon smiled and handed y/b/n to you. “They hate me…” Your tone was sad but you had a smile as you held your brother.

“He seems to love you,” Namjoon looked from the baby to you. It was a sweet sight. You played with him carefully, a nice smile on your face and love in your eyes. It almost looked like a mother and her child.

You nodded. “And I love him. I just wish my parents let me be around him more.”

“Do you often come down when the babysitters are here?” Namjoon asked.

You shook your head and held your brother. “No. I’m always too scared of what they’d think of me being here when they’re babysitting, or I’m embarrassed when they’re younger than me,” you explained.

Namjoon held a playful smirk. “So what makes me so different?”

You met his eyes. “You don’t seem so mean or judgemental. And I know you…” You said. You figured that you could at least come out of your shell a little bit around him. You were always so shy, and why the hell not? You were spending time with your brother, and your crush.

Namjoon knew you weren’t the most sociable at school. You had a few friends, never really made an effort to cause attention to yourself, not that you really needed to, you were absolutely stunning in Namjoon’s eyes, and he wasn’t really surprised when he found himself falling for you. You had talked a few times before, smiled at each other in the halls, and even worked with each other in chemistry sometimes. He cherished the moments he had with you.

“But besides,” you continued, “I get to spend time with him,” you smiled at your brother and kissed the baby’s nose as he giggled.

“Well, maybe this night won’t be as boring now,” Namjoon smiled

“Oh trust me, your night wouldn’t be boring with even just him. He’s so energetic,” you smiled and cooed at the baby. “Plus he loved to cuddle,” you giggled. “And scream.” You tickled his tummy and the baby screeched with laughter. Your calm laughter was almost covered up by the babies laughs, if it weren’t so melodic to Namjoons ears. Namjoon watched you as you played with your brother. He grabbed for your hair and you lifted him up in the air and back down, making the baby laugh and giggle and he cooed at all the tickles. You set him down calmly on your lap and stroked his head. It was so adorable to watch.

You looked up to find Namjoons eyes on you. “What?” You asked.

“Nothing. You’re just cute,” Namjoon blurted and then slapped a hand over his mouth. “I-I mean, that’s just cute to watch, you and the baby, b-but not that you’re not cute, I mean-”

You giggled, interrupting his babbling. “It’s okay Namjoon,” you said and he felt butterflies fill his stomach. The way you said his name was so soothing. He wondered how you were at singing.

“You’re cute too.” You added, and Namjoon’s heart leaped into his throat. You figured you would flirt with him a little, it could be fun. This is what normal teenagers do anyway right? Flirt with their crushes?

Namjoon regained himself. You were flirting with him. Two could play at that game. “I’m not cute sweetheart, I’m sexy,” he grinned and congratulated himself when he saw a light pink dust your cheeks.

“Sure,” you giggled and winked.

Oh fuck, Namjoon rubbed the back of his neck looking down at his lap and bit his lip. The butterflies wouldn’t stop and you were truly flustering him.

“Uh oh,” you said and Namjoon looked up. Your voice was quieter now, and you were no longer looking at him, but at the sleeping baby that was slumped on your chest.

“That was fast,” Namjoon said referring to how fast he fell asleep.

You smiled. “He falls asleep really quickly. Something I for one envy.” You carefully craddled y/b/n in your arms, and stood up. Namjoon’s eyes followed you as you simply walked over to the couch and laid him down on a bundle of blankets gently, as if he was fragile glass. Then you sat down next to the baby.

Namjoon got up and sat next to you. Not close enough to make you uncomfortable, but close enough where he could feel the warmth radiating off of you. The house was cold, but even being around you he felt himself heating up. Maybe it was just your aura, or possibly it was just Namjoon’s blush.

Namjoon looked from your face, to the sleeping baby. He found another chance to flirt. “You know, I should congratulate your parents.”

“Hm?” You turned to him, raising an eyebrow.

“They make very pretty children,” he grinned at you and you giggled.

“You underestimate me,” you said. “It’s not every day you see a walking goddess,” you flipped your hair and leaned back on the couch, giggling at yourself. You didn’t really think that of course, you thought your face was ordinary if anything. You didn’t think you were pretty, but you didn’t think of yourself as ugly. You didn’t think of anyone as ugly really. Maybe it was just the kind of person you were.

Namjoon took that comment in as self confidence, and one of the most attractive things he found attractive about a woman was self confidence.

“Of course I do. I see you almost every day, don’t I?” He replied back, agreeing.

You giggled and blushed, adverting your gaze to your brother who was still sleeping soundly.

“Want to play a video game?” You said changing the subject. As long as you kept the volume low, you thought you could do it without waking your brother.

“Sure. You have overwatch?” Namjoon asked.

“Yes! It’s my favorite game,” you smiled.

Another score, Namjoon thought. A girl who was beautiful, smart, had a melodic laugh, and plays video games. What else could he ask for? “Great. Could we play that then?”

“Sure,” you smiled and got up. Namjoon always wondered if you got tired of smiling. Most of the time when he was looking at you you were smiling. Not that he was complaining, he could look at your smile all day.

He watched you put the game in, and return back to the couch. “Prepare to get your ass beat,” you grinned and handed him the controller.

“In your dreams sweetheart,” he teased.

-

It was about 9:00 pm now, and you had played 10 matches. 5 of which you won, 5 Namjoon won.

About 8 matches through your brother started to get fussy so you took him to his room to his own crib to sleep, making sure to turn the baby monitor on.

“I’ll make you a deal…” Namjoon started. He was really going to take a risk saying this wasn’t he.

“Oh really?” You asked looking up at him. You were leaning on his chest, feet curled up underneath you. It’s just how you happened to drift throughout playing the game, and neither of you were complaining.“

“If I win the next game…” Namjoon ignored the anxiety eating away at his insides. “I get to kiss you.” He said.

A smirk danced on your lips. “Deal.” You said.

Namjoon grinned. “Let’s go then,” he said already starting a new game. He was determined to win.

But so were you. There was no way in hell you were going to let him win. Not that you didn’t want to kiss him, God you wanted to kiss him, but you wanted to impress him. Making him think he wouldn’t get to kiss you excited you, it was slightly evil you thought.

“Yes!” You said a little too loudly when you reached your victory. You pumped your fists into the air. “I win,” you turned to Namjoon, grinning.

“You win,” Namjoon repeated, upset he didn’t win. He really wanted to win. Maybe you just didn’t want to kiss him.

Namjoon was looking at the tv screen.

“Namjoon,” you said to call his attention.

“Hm?” He turned his head looking at you until he felt something soft and warm on his lips.

Namjoon could’ve sworn he went into cardiac arrest when he realized you we’re kissing him.

You pulled away a few seconds later grinning at the perplexed look on his face. “B-But you won…” Namjoon whispered, a bright blush plastered on his face.

“So? That doesn’t mean I can’t kiss you,” you smiled. Namjoon stared at you a bit longer before placing a hand on your waist and pulling you into another kiss, this one more passionate than the other since you were both expecting it.

God, kissing never felt so good. Especially when the person Namjoon had basically been in love with for a year was halfway on his lap, one hand on his thigh, the other resting on his shoulder. He gripped your hip lightly, bringing you all the way onto his lap, wrapping both hands around your waist to bring you closer, and both of your hands transferred to being wrapped around his neck.

The kiss became more heated, and he felt more warmth once he got your mouth open. He focused on the noises of your lips colliding with each other, the soft pants as your make out session grew longer and heavier. This is all Namjoon ever wanted. This is more than he wanted. And definitely more than he expected.

You sucked on his bottom lip, and dragged it out with your teeth, lips traveling down his jaw and neck. Namjoon groaned at the sensation of your soft lips on his skin. “Y/n…” He accidentally let slip out.

He started to wonder how it would feel with your lips elsewhere… Namjoon scolded himself for such thoughts and stopped when he became so aware of the growing strain in his jeans. Fuck..

Namjoon’s grip on your waist tightened when you pulled his shirt off, lips reattaching to his jaw. You shifted on his hips and he groaned. You brought one hand down to palm him, giggling at how hard he felt. “Wow,” you giggled and continued to kiss his neck. You couldn’t help but start to get excited yourself.

You started to suck on his skin but his voice stopped you. “Y/n don’t leave a mark, your parents would see and-”

“Shhh,” you hushed him, not daring to look up at him as you’d be too embarrassed. This was already too much for you, and you couldn’t believe he was even letting you be slightly dominant. But you made up your mind right then and there that if this went as far as fucking, you would definitely fuck.

You went farther down to his collarbones, where you knew his shirt would cover, and you started to suck harshly on the skin. Namjoon breathed out the quietest moan, massaging the back of your thigh with his hand. You sucked and bit for a few more seconds before leaning back licking your lips, looking at the mark you had left. You had received a hickey before, but only once from your friend when you were like 15. You had never given one, but you were slightly proud of yourself for this. You dared to look up at Namjoon, and you were frozen in place. His eyes were filled with lust, pupils huge, and he looked at you with an expression that you couldn’t sort out as anger or hunger.

“Your fun is over,” he whispered in a very husky voice as he leant into you, that both scared you and excited you.

“Oh really?” Your eyes couldn’t decide where to look. His abs, his lips, or his eyes. “I think its just started.” You squeaked when he grabbed your ass, flipping you so you were lying back on the couch and he was on top of you.

Oh yeah, you were definitely fucking.

Namjoon attacked your lips again, he just couldn’t get enough of it. Sure, letting you straddle him and give him hickeys was fun, but this was definitely more fun, when he could be in control. You raked your hands through his hair and propped your hips up, wrapping your legs around his waist so your thighs grazed his boner.

He began to nip his way down your neck, not leaving any marks just yet, and you decided to egg him on a little bit, grazing your nails on his bare back and let out a small moan. You grinned to yourself.Wow this was fun. His hands had just started to mess with the hem of your leggings when you froze. You heard a car door shut outside.

Namjoon stopped when you did. “Wha-”

“Shit,” your face went red and you pushed him off quickly, fixing his hair. “Put your shirt on my parents are home,” you spoke quickly and his eyes widened and he went to put his shirt back on.

You fixed your own hair, sitting normally on the couch. “I can’t believe my parents cockblocked me,” you grumbled and picked up the discarded game controller.

Namjoon couldn’t help but chuckle at that. You really were something special. By the time your parents walked through the door the both of you only looked like two normal innocent teenagers playing video games. Your mom walked into the room. “Oh, y/n,” she said slightly surprised. You paused the game and stood up and bowed.

“Hi mom….” You said sheepishly. Namjoon couldn’t believe that the girl who was just climbing all over him was suddenly now acting so shy. Namjoon stood up after you, and you drifted back. He bowed, smiling at your mother. “Hi Mrs. Y/l/n. Y/b/n is asleep upstairs in his crib. Y/n helped me with your son tonight, she’s a very good babysitter.” Namjoon said and straightened up, smiling.

“Thank you Namjoon,” she smiled in return, glancing back at you. She took some cash out of her handbag and handed it to him. “Thank you for babysitting tonight.”

“It was a pleasure,” he said, his words more directed at you rather than your mother.

Namjoon was at the door and he bowed again to your parents. “Have a good night Mrs and Mr y/l/n. I would love to babysit for you again. Goodnight Y/n,” he said looking back at you inside. There you we’re once again leaning on the wall. You winked at him, and gave him a look he couldn’t mistake as anything else.

This isn’t over.

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