BTS Reaction to: Them being super needy and dominant
Request: “Hello love! Idk if you’re taking requests so if you aren’t just ignore me lol. I really loved your Hybrid Au for the first Rut. I was wondering if I could request a werewolf au were they’re in like almost a mating season kinda thing and are super needy and dominate? Prettty prettty pleeeeease”
Author’s note: Werewolf bangtan is life.Smut alert. Gifs aren’t mine. x
Just your scent would drive him crazy. Seokjin pushed you down on to the bed as he climbed on top of you.
“Fuck princess/prince you drive me crazy. I need you now.”
As soon as you walked into your apartment you were being pinned up against the wall. Yoongi breathing heavily in your ear as his hips rolled against yours.
“Damn baby you’ve no idea how long I’ve waited for you to come back. Maybe I should punish you for staying away that long.”
You and Hoseok were in the dance studio, dancing together when something came over him and caused him to push you harshly against the mirror, making you gasp. Hoseok smirked as his hand trailed lower and lower down your body as he breathed hotly in your ear.
“Damn baby you shouldn’t tease me like that. I’m gonna take you here and now.”
Namjoon was already dominant to begin with but in the lead up to mating season it only got worse. He’d be all over you all the time. Namjoon didn’t even care that you were in the shower, he wanted you so he ripped his clothes off before joining you in the cabin. Pinning you up against the wall as he trusted into you.
“Ah fuck baby you’re so tight. Always so good for me.”
Jimin was usually a mix between submissive and dominant, but when mating season came around he became really dominant. He’d bend you over the table as he pressed his chest against your back, breathing hotly in your ear as he rolled his hips against your ass.
“Baby, are you gonna be good for me and let me fuck you right here?”
Taehyung couldn’t care less that you had just gotten freshly out of the shower, he wanted and needed you. So he pulled the towel off of you and pushed you down onto the bed, crawling on top of you as he smashed his lips against yours. He pinned your hands above your head as he rolled entered you, stretching you out.
“Ah fuck baby you feel so good. So tight around me.”
Jungkook liked to be in control and that was only intensified when mating season came around. So when you were trying to win a argument he just lost it and pinned you up against the fridge. Not giving a fuck as he ripped your panties and thrusts into you, making you arch your back as you let out a loud moan. Jungkook didn’t give you any time to adjust as he set a inhuman pace, pounding into you.
“You wanna try that again baby? Let’s see if you’ll still disobey me after this.”
pairing: Jeon Jungkook| Reader words: 7.2K warnings: lots of fluff, smut, friends to lovers
genre: Werewolf Bts AU
Stepping out of the bus, I dragged the black suitcase behind me and adjusted the heavy backpack over my shoulders. Closing my eyes, I breathed in the crisp fresh air after ten hours of being cramped inside. It was good to be finally back. The bus honked once and left in a flurry of smoke and dust, blowing my hair into my face. Sneezing twice, I twitched my nose to the humid weather despite the burning Sun. It should rain soon.
Looking around, not much had changed, it was same bus stop I had been to fifteen years back.
Admittedly my memory is foggy since I was a toddler at the time of my last visit. The bamboo shed and seats though weathered remained as daunting as it was to me as a toddler. The enormous green and dense forest along with a single volcanic hill laid ahead, the road winding around the edge. A thin dirt path lead into the woods in front of me that was closed to the general public now. There had been many wild animal attacks in this area. Bears, foxes, wolves they didn’t really appreciate humans coming here and making noise, or worse, stealing their food and littering the otherwise clean place.
A few holiday cabins laid isolated a little deep into the woods along with a clearing in the centre of them with a small pond and waterfall hidden behind. I remember playing there and befriending a puppy in our month long stay. I had got so attached to them, I had refused to leave the forest and was depressed for the next three years. I had made it my mission to come back here for the puppies, even though in my heart I knew they were very much an adult now. I just hoped they would recognize me, if not like me. Though the trees stood tall, intimidating and very close together and had their branches intertwined and low, yet–somehow, the path had been cleared for a human– albeit tall and slender– to be able to pass through it.
You woke up feeling like you were
in the Sahara Desert. A bead of sweat trickled down the back of your neck and
you tried to sit up. Tried being a key word. Only your head could be lifted to
see a wall of fur laying across your chest. With a bit of wiggling you freed
your hands from under the covers. The wall of fur huffed as it was jostled by
get off. I’m going to have a heat stroke.” The wolf turned his head to look at
you through narrowed eyes. “I will give you belly rubs if you get off me.” The
bribe seemed to work as the wolf snorted dramatically and rolled over to the
other side of the bed. You immediately threw your covers off, only to find your
“Jin,” you whined. The sleeping wolf raised its head, blinking
slowly. It licked it’s chops before yawning. He stood up but instead of hopping
off the bed, he turned and flopped down onto you. The weight of a full-grown
wolf caused you to fall back onto your pillow. You felt a wet muscle swipe up
your cheek. Jin groomed you in greeting, accidently giving you cowlicks in the
“Yes, yes. Good morning.” Once satisfied with your
cleanliness, Jin pressed his cold nose to your neck and sniffed. Your hands ran
down his back, almost disappearing in his thick fur. “I need to get up Jin.”
With a bit of a whine, he shuffled over to cuddle against the youngest.
free, you slipped out of bed and stretched your arms to the sky. The kitchen
greeted you with warm sunshine and a gentle summer breeze. It carried with it
the scent of freshly cut grass and lilacs. After admiring the atmosphere, you
brewed yourself a cup of coffee. Right when you were about to pour it, a furry
head pushed itself into your free hand.
“Good morning Hoseokie.” You bent down to his level and rubbed
the sides of his face. Hobi wagged his tail and ‘talked’ to you, much like a
“Arrrr-arrrwoo-wooo-wooofff,” he said. You laughed and
pressed your forehead into his.
“I’m happy to see you too.” The clacking of nails against
the tile floor signaled the entrance of another wolf. A loud bark preceded his
sudden rush toward you. He practically jumped onto you, whining and pressing
his head into your tummy.
“Yes, yes, good morning Taehyung.” He circled you, sniffing
and snorting in delight. Before you knew it, he had a toy in his mouth, nudging
your hand with his head. “Let me wake up then we can play.” Hoseok licked the
side of Taehyungs face before grabbing onto the other end of the stuffed duck.
A tug of war immediately ensued between the two.
your coffee in your hand, you stood by the sliding glass door and gazed
outside. It was a beautiful morning. A short bark sounded to your left. Namjoon
entered the kitchen and sat next to you, looking out the window too. “Morning,”
you said. Absentmindedly, you scratched the top of his head. Namjoon leaned his
head against your thigh, his tail sweeping back and forth against the floor. Once
your mug was empty you made your way to the living room with Joonie.
was of course, snoozing in a sunspot. His dark fur deepened in the sunlight.
His ears twitched as you sat next to him. The wolf cracked open one eye. Seeing
it was just you, he relaxed once more, blindly reaching out his paw and placing
it on your lap. You took his paw in your hands, gently smoothing down the fur.
Suddenly, a large head was placed on your shoulder from behind. The wolf
nuzzled into your face, whining a little.
“Jiminie,” you cooed, “good morning.” You let go of Yoongi’s
paw to pet the large head on your shoulder. Eventually Jimin came around and
sat in front of you, ears low and tail wagging. After living with him for many
years, you knew what he wanted. Kneeling forward, you put your arms around him
and hugged him. His whining increased as he snuggled his head over your
“Yes, yes. I love you too,” you said.
Just then, Jungkook howled from down the hall, stalking
toward the two of you. He nudged Jimin with his nose before fixing you with an
“What?” Jungkook laid down and rolled onto his back, pawing
at your arm. “Oh, you want those belly rubs I promised you.” He huffed in
response. Tail thumping against the hardwood floors, you scratched and rubbed
at his belly. When your hand would come
up closer to his face, he would lick your hand in thanks. You couldn’t help but
tease the youngest.
“Who’s a good boy?” His tail stopped wagging and he batted
at you with his paws. You could almost see an annoyed expression on his face.
You laughed and resumed petting his belly. It took a bit for Jungkook to relax once
later you sat on the couch, watching morning programming. A sudden grumble
erupted from your belly. Clutching your stomach you sighed. Hoseok, whose head
was in your lap, licked at your hand and looked up at you. He blinked before
chattering to you.
“Yeah I know I should eat.”
“Aahraa. Roompf.” Another wolf came up to you and gently bit
at your shirt, tugging you off the couch.
“I’m coming Jin. Please don’t rip my favorite shirt.” Jin
let go, leading you to the kitchen. He sat next to the fridge and fixed you
with a serious stare. “Yes, mama bird. I’ll eat.” Seokjin huffed and turned his
nose up at you.
ate leftover spaghetti, a large head flopped onto your lap. Taehyung looked up
you with the best puppy eyes he could muster. He whined and grumbled until you
relented and fed him a bite. The wolf licked his chops triumphantly before
lifting his head up and howling. Once again, he got his favorite toy duck and
put it on your lap.
“Okay, let’s go play.”
was hopping around in excitement. A few of the boys were already outside,
enjoying the fresh air. Seeing the commotion, Jungkook trotted over to the two
of you, tail wagging.
“First one to catch it gets a point!” With all the strength
you can gather, you throw the toy duck. Thankfully you all lived in the middle
of a forest, so there were no neighbors to gawk at the seven giant wolves you
were playing with. Both wolves took off at top speed, claws digging into the
dirt. The duck didn’t even have time to land before Taehyung jumped up and
caught it in his mouth. Jungkook growled, attempting to steal the toy from
Tae’s mouth. The victorious wolf out-maneuvered him and returned to you. He
dropped the duck before you, dipping low on his front legs, butt sticking in
the air. His whole backside swayed with the force of his wagging tail.
“Good job,” you said, scratching the top of his head.
Jungkook returned, smacking his paw down on the ground, demanding another round.
“Alright let’s go again.”
three of you played until your arm was jelly. You laid down on the grass,
surprised when your head met a fluffy pillow. Said object turned out to be
Namjoon. He gently curled himself around you and licked your ear. Soon after,
Yoongi snuggled up to your side, laying his head on your shoulder. You sighed,
feeling warm and protected.
is the last day. Tomorrow you’ll be human.” Yoongi nudged your ear with his
nose in response. “I’m a little relieved, I don’t have to take care of seven
overgrown dogs anymore.” If wolves could chuckle, Namjoon would be doing just
Despite not being a werewolf
yourself, you were part of their pack. At six years old you found yourself
orphaned and on the streets. A kind woman named Lily found you huddled in an
alley and offered you food and a warm bed. Although wary, you had nothing more
brought you back to her home, a large cabin nestled just outside of town in the
evergreen forest. It was one of many settled around each other. Just as she
promised, she fed you, cleaned you up and gave you a bed to sleep in. Soon
enough you met her huge family. Sisters, brothers, cousins, grandparents, all
of them lived in the community. It was then that you met the seven boys, all
around your age.
certainly confusing when your friends would disappear, and you would suddenly
have a lot of dogs running around. Eventually Lily explained to you that she
and her family were werewolves. You were terrified at first, but she assured
you that no one would harm you. In fact, you were a member of their pack.
and her husband, Grant, were never able to conceive a child of their own. They
considered you their precious daughter and you came to see them as your loving parents.
In the winter you would wake up to your mother snuggling you in her wolf form. In
the summers your father let you pretend he was a horse instead of a werewolf. From
then on, your childhood was filled with warmth and love. You had seven friends
to play with and a whole forest to roam.
that you all were in your twenties, you’ve created a sub-pack of your own. You
all still lived in the evergreen forest, but you were miles away from the
community hub. Every month during the full moon, the boys were forced into
their wolf forms for three days. Any other time they could willingly shift from
human to wolf.
seven of them were very attached to you. Much like any other wolf in the pack,
they needed plenty of time and contact with their other pack members. This
meant you were hardly alone. The only time you were without your pack was at
work. It was a double-edged sword. It was refreshing to be by yourself, but you
also felt like a part of you was missing.
school, your love life was non-existent. Being constantly surrounded by a
gaggle of handsome boys scared off any potential suitors. It wasn’t intentional
on their part. You all just hung around each other so much people started
assuming. Rumors that you were dating one wolf or the other were constantly
sighed, thinking about the past and your lack of dating experience. Yoongi’s
ears perked up and he lifted his head to look into your eyes. You avoided his
nothing,” you said. Yoongi squinted down at you for a moment. He whined and
licked your cheek. Hoseok walked over, having heard Yoongi. The two looked at
each other before turning back to you. “I’m just tired.” It was a lie but some
things you kept to yourself. Hobi nuzzled the other side of your face with a
short woof. He snuggled into your side, placing his paw across your tummy. It
crisscrossed with Yoongi’s, making you the middle of a wolf sandwich.
woke up sometime later to Jimin licking your face. It was now late afternoon.
“Where is everyone?” Jimin plopped down next to you as you
“Arrrrwwooo, woof fffmmm,” he said, flicking his eyes toward
“Ah grabbing dinner. So, you stayed behind to watch over
me.” The wolf bowed his head and raised it.
“Jiminie, you’re such a sweetheart. Let’s go inside.” Jimin
yapped happily, sticking to your side as you walked.
Plot: Having a werewolf as a boyfriend wasn’t all that glamorous. You had your normal obstacles along with entirely foreign ones. And as you spot a pattern of reused excuses and failed answers, you strive to uncover something never dreamt before.
You had predicted it was just your own paranoia. Something stemming from your lack of knowledge with someone, or something, such as him. You had grown to shut down these thoughts, telling yourself that there never was any true evidence. Nothing feeble enough that you could bring forward to an argument. Until you caught the scent of a pattern.
It happened every month. Sure, he was a busy man. He was also an introvert at heart. But these two things had never previously taken such reign over your relationship. Suddenly, every month something came up for an entire week. Something making him leave town, an illness that made him practically quarantined.
You had your own insecurities about yourself but never had you imagined they’d take such a hold of your perception of reality. Yet here you were, after ignoring text after text. All the other members pleading with you to ignore him for the remainder of the week. Each one giving you a different lecture, more desperate as they went on.
Your mind immediately assumed they were protecting you from seeing him cheating. Or, protecting him. This made you furious, your blood pumping in a rhythm in synchronization with one of a beast. Your eyes burned into any innocent looking sentient-being at this point, ready to snap a head off of the first thing that interrupted you from uncovering the truth.
What seemed like an average day of you being spoken to like a piece of shit, turned out to be everything but normal. One minute you were walking home from work, a part time job at the local diner, you only worked weekends so you still had time to study for exams during the week. Then the next thing you knew, everything was black, cold and deafeningly quiet. Empty.
After what seemed like an entire eternity of being lost in the emptiness; the light came back, vastly brighter than usual, stinging your eyes as you tried to adjust to your surroundings. Sounds were thicker, heavier, weighing down your ears as they gave you a pounding headache, and the slightest smells became much more intense, burning your nose as you inhaled.
Just what exactly had happened to you?
Glancing around you could gather it was the early hours of the morning, you’d left work pretty late but the indigo sky was now a dark crimson red and the full moon threatened to escape the blanket of clouds that tried to shield it from sight. Managing to bring yourself to your feet you pulled yourself together and started to walk home, deciding it would be best to wait until you were inside the safety of your walls before you tried to figure out what on earth had happened.
During the walk you couldn’t help but feel on edge. The only thing keeping you sane was the fact the sky was such a beautiful colour, you’d never seen a red sky up close before, only on badly photoshopped desktop backgrounds at university, it was mesmerising. Chilly air whirled around your frame, earning a continuous shudder from your body. Travelling in the same direction you began walking through an empty field, a short cut you always took. A sharp ill-disposed pain made itself known on your left leg, close to your ankle. The manager at the diner you worked in was extremely misogynistic, so you were forced to wear a white button down blouse and short mini skirt with bare legs, to ‘receive more tips from customers’. The uniform had only ever caused you grief, but it did ensure you were able to get a clear look at the source of your discomfort.
Request: “Hiya there! I’m back😂 so can I please request a wolf!au bts reaction to them dry-humping you cause their needy and in heat? Thanks!!!❤️❤️❤️”
AN: I did these a little differently this time where instead of doing my normal order or splitting them into line ups, I just did scenarios in the order that I was most horny to write they came to me! (Also I’m like….very into the idea of sub Jin, just saying)
You felt his hands run down your back and grip onto your hips, squeezing into you and pulling you back a few inches so you could feel how close he was behind you.
“Yoong, I only have like 4 dishes left to wash,” you groan, wanting to get everything cleaned up. What did he want you to do? You’re currently bent over the counter, almost elbow deep in a soapy sink of dishes, which isn’t exactly ideal to just drop and forget about.
“That’s ok,” he says in a low and breathy voice, his lips grazing your neck causing you to pause, soapy dish in hand.
“I…I want to finish these first. Before we..” you trail off as your hips press forward against the edge of the counter, Yoongi pressing his hips hard against yours and keeping you in place. You bite your lip and grip the rag you’re using tightly between both hands. He pushes his hips up, dragging them tightly against you before pulling back and doing it again. His breathing is heavy and his fingers are digging into your hips through your jeans.
Seven werewolves. A pack bound by the moon. This secret kept only amongst themselves. Each of them experiencing their own cycles of heat and their search for a mate.
Pairing: BTS members x Reader OC Genre: Werewolf AU! / Smut Warnings: Explicit Sexual content
Jungkook: You thought you knew everything about each other. The first time you noticed a change with Jungkook was towards the end of summer before classes started again. There was no doubt it was Jungkook yet as you approached him something was strange. He was taller, his shoulders broad, the fitting of his t-shirt clung to his body, straining with every movement. Just who was this standing before you. You used to tell each other everything, now he was hiding something.
Yoongi: Being a transfer student in the middle of the term was no one’s ideal choice. Maybe this time would be different, this time you’d try and branch out of your little academic bubble and create a social life, friendships, maybe even find love. It didn’t take long to figure out that Min Yoongi only associated within his specific group. Yet something drew you to him and him to you, however you couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something more to him.
Jimin (In progress): One night you’re having the best hookup of your life and the next you’re being told that the little mark on your neck is more than just a hickey.
Namjoon (TBA): As the only offspring of your father’s legacy it was your responsibility to maintain the alliance between the two packs. But an arranged marriage with the alpha leader of the crescent pack is not what you had in mind for a happily ever after.
A/N: Hi everyone! I finally had made the decision to make this into a seven part series. It’s been something that I’ve been considering ever since I started writing Jungkook’s and now it’s finally happening. Hope you enjoy!
You would go for a walk, but Jimin would miss his dinner
arriving. Instead you cuddled with the over-sized fluff ball on the couch as you
watched a movie. Although all the boys were affectionate, Jimin was one of the
cuddliest. Your fingers absentmindedly ran through his fur. Occasionally, Jimin
would get so overwhelmed with the attention that he would wag his tail and
ears flicked up an hour later. He hopped of the couch and howled. The boys had
come back home. Jimin scrambled to the door, whining and pacing in front of it
till it was opened by you. He took off and received whatever Namjoon had in his
mouth. The rest of the pack filed into the house. They followed you into the
living room, tails wagging. Jin was about to kiss you when you put your hands
lick me after you’ve eaten god knows what.” Seokjin whined and bowed his head.
You stroked his ears and pressed your forehead into his. “I still love you. I
just don’t love your menu choices being all over my face.” The eldest seemed to
pout a bit before staking his claim on your lap. Namjoon went to claim a spot
near you as well, but he stepped on a squeaky toy. The clumsy alpha was
startled, knocking over a lamp on the end table. He tried to pick the lamp up
by balancing on his two back legs and grabbing the lamp with his two front
your laugh behind a well-placed hand and got up. “Joon, it’s okay. You don’t
have opposable thumbs. At least it didn’t break.” Joon whined and nuzzled your
leg in apology. “Honestly, it’s okay. That was actually pretty hilarious.” A
few howls of agreement rang out from the pack. Embarrassed, Namjoon laid down
and placed his paws over his eyes. You snuggled up to him and kissed his head.
“It’s cute when you get all clumsy. I think it’s endearing.”
Seokjin and Hoseok scooted over to you. Jin leaned into your side, while Hobi
lay in between your legs, using your tummy as a pillow. He rolled onto his
back, looking up at you with a wolfish grin. The fluffy tail between his legs
swished back and forth. You rubbed his belly, accidentally jostling the eldest.
Annoyed that he couldn’t have a peaceful cuddle session, Seokjin nudged Hobi
over onto your right leg, while he staked a claim on your left leg. On the
couch behind you, Yoongi and Taehyung placed their heads on your shoulder. Soon
enough Jungkook and Jimin joined too, snuggling up to your side.
whole pack snuggled for a good hour before you felt like needles were pricking
your legs. It took awhile to move heads, limbs and paws from you but soon you
were free. The rest of the boys woke up, shaking their heads and stretching out
their back legs. You flicked on the nightly news before helping yourself to a
late dinner. When you returned to the living room, you found everyone sitting
before the TV, listening to the news with rapt attention. Namjoon stamped his
paw down and “woofed” at the newscaster with as stern look. A few grumbles and
barks of agreement followed.
the boys would rotate who got to sleep with you in your bed but, tonight you
would be sleeping alone. When they changed back to humans, they weren’t exactly
clothed. You were so used to the warmth of sleeping with others that you had to
wear your dog onesie. It had a tail and a hood that you flipped up when you
next morning you felt like the undead. Your onesie hood covered your eyes as
you looked at your feet and hobbled into the kitchen.
dog is this?” A voice said.
“Aww, it’s so cute!” You felt a pair of hands wrap around
your head. Your face was pressed into a solid chest. Instead of hugging back,
you used the other body as support to sleep on.
“I think she actually fell asleep.”
“Yeah. Hoseok, don’t coddle her.”
“But look how cute she is! Our tired little werepuppy.” He
pressed his cheek onto the top of your head. Eventually Hoseok lifted your chin
and pushed your hood off. He smoothed down your bed head and scratched beneath
you chin as if you were a cat.
“Good morning,” you mumbled. Hobi smiled and booped your nose.
You felt a tug on your fake tail. The force of the motion caused you to stumble
back into someone’s chest. Jungkook wrapped his arms around you.
“Morning,” he said lowly. You felt his head flop over on
your shoulder. The two of you began to doze off with the support of one other
holding you up.
“Aish, you two, wake up!” Seokjin pinched Jungkook’s cheeks,
making him flinch away. Seokjin then guided you over to the table which was
filled with breakfast delights. He kissed the top of your head and pushed a
steaming mug of coffee toward you. The scent invited you to drink the fresh
brew. As you cradled the mug, heat seeped into your palms. Yoongi, who sat next
to you, leaned over and tucked your hair behind your ear. He sniffed at your
neck before bumping his nose into your cheek.
“good morning” was muffled as you lifted the cup of coffee to your mouth.
Seokjin sat next to you, grabbing an empty plate and filling it with food.
“Ah I can do it,” you said in protest.
“You’ve been taking care of all of us for the past three
days, its fine,” Seokjin returned. You nodded before thanking him.
caught Jimin looking across the table at you with a longing look in his eyes.
You smiled warmly at him and reached your hand across the table. “Morning
Jiminie,” you said. His eyes lit up as he took your hand and laced his fingers
“Good morning,” he sang. Before you could ask him how he
slept, a forkful of eggs was shoved into your mouth. Your surprised yelp was
muffled by the food. Seokjin smirked at you, using his thumb to swipe the
corner of your mouth. Once you chewed and swallowed the mammoth bite you fixed
him with an incredulous look.
“Jin, I appreciate the gesture, but I’ll feed myself.” He
smiled widely at you, putting the fork down on your plate and fixing one for
himself. You took a bite out of your toast, smothered with strawberry jam. You
washed down the sweet jam with earthy coffee and hummed in delight.
“Namjoon must’ve made this coffee,” you said. Taehyung
looked over his mug at you and nodded. Namjoon shuffled into the kitchen,
reading glasses perched on his nose and a thick book tucked under his arm. He
stood behind your chair and ran his fingers though your hair, kissing your
forehead when you looked up at him.
“Did you sleep well?” he asked.
“Yes. Catching up on your reading?”
“It’s hard to read a book without opposable thumbs,” he
“Or pick up lamps,” Yoongi muttered. Joon’s face flushed and
he quickly took his seat. You smiled to yourself and began eating once more.
Your free hand was grasped by another, slender fingers lacing with yours.
Yoongi kept eating as he held your hand under the table. It was his go to move
for physical contact. Seokjin got up from his seat to put his dirty dishes
away. A sleepy Taehyung slid into his former seat. His hair stuck up in all
directions, silk pajamas askew on his frame.
sleepy boy took a hold of your face and kissed your cheek softly. He looped his
arm around yours and rested his head on your shoulder. His soft hair tickled
your neck. Yoongi finished his breakfast shortly after. He deposited his dirty
dishes in the sink and disappeared further into the house. Taehyung waited for
you to finish your breakfast before tugging you toward the living room.
“Let’s play video games,” he said
“Oh, yeah what level did we leave of at?”
“Fifteen I think.”
“Are you guys playing Thorontica?” Jungkook asked as he
popped his head in. You nodded and patted the couch cushion beside you.
Jungkook smiled widely and went to sit behind you instead.
“It’s my turn to sit with Y/N,” said Taehyung. Jungkook
huffed and settled down next to you, grabbing a free controller. Soon enough
you were sat between Taehyungs legs as he hugged you from behind. The three of
you dove into dungeons, defeated unruly beasts and completed quests. Soon
enough Jimin found his way into the living room. He sat on your free side and
snuggled up to you and Taehyung.
eyes wandered over to the clock.
“Ah, I have to get ready for work guys.” They responded with
groans and whines.
“What time will you be back?” Jimin asked.
“My shift ends at 5.” After you logged out of you character
you stood up and stretched, only to be grabbed by Jimin and thrown back onto
the couch. He hugged you tight to him, kissing your shoulder.
“Just one minute,” he mumbled. A smile broke on your face as
you hugged him back. Who could resist him?
escaping their affections, you hopped in the shower, brushed your teeth and put
on your work uniform. You worked at a bakery as a barista. It was a quaint
little store that always smelled of coffee and baked goods. It wasn’t the job
you aimed to have for the rest of your life, but for now it was just right.
were putting on mascara, Hoseok walked into the room. He sat behind you and
combed his fingers through your hair. After a few strokes he twisted your hair
into a bun and secured it with a few pins. You smiled at his reflection in the
mirror before turning around and giving his cheek a peck.
“You’re welcome. I like playing with your hair anyways,” he
said with a large grin.
bakery door had vines crawling around it’s perimeter. Midnight blue flowers
bloomed along the vine. When you walked in, the scent of ground coffee,
chocolate chip cookies and strawberry jam wafted into your nose. A few
customers sat here and there, some talking lowly, others reading a thick book.
Your co-worker Youngjae greeted you with a large smile.
“Hey. How’s it going so far?”
“Not too bad. I filled the bakery case. There are cookies in
the oven.” He seemed to puff his chest out in victory.
“They smell heavenly,” you said. Your eyes wandered his
face, finding a smudge of flour across his cheek. “Oh, you have…” you made a
gesture to your own face. Youngjae swiped at his cheek to no avail.
“Here,” you said before leaning forward and brushing the
flour gently off his cheek. Cherry blossoms bloomed underneath your touch. You felt
warmth spread to your cheeks in response. The two of you looked at each other,
wide-eyed and flushed.
“Uh, thank you. S-Say, would you-“
“Hi there, can I get a vanilla Frappuccino?” A customer at
the counter cut off Youngjae before he could finish. You gave him a sympathetic
look before you turned to them and began taking their order. Youngjae scampered
off into the kitchen, stuffing his hands in pockets of his apron.
hours later, you entered the kitchen with an empty cupcake tower. As you were placing
cupcakes of varying flavors and colors on the tray, Youngjae called to you.
“Y/N!” You turned to find him wiping his hands on his apron.
“Do you have a minute?”
“Sure,” you placed the last cupcake in your hand on the
tower and followed him further into the kitchen. He gestured to a bowl of
“Could you try this? I think it might be missing something.”
You nod with a smile creeping up your face. You have quite the sweet tooth. Youngjae
took a teaspoon and scooped some out. He offered the spoon to your lips. You
tried not to think of how intimate the action was as you wrapped your lips
around the cold metal.
frosting melted on your tongue, surprising you with a hint of cinnamon. You
closed your eyes and swallowed, only to open them back up to find Youngjae a
lot closer than he was before. Your heart began to race at his proximity.
Youngjae slowly put the spoon onto the counter and lowly asked, “Was it good?”
You swallowed thickly. “Y-Yeah, it was perfect.” You barely
managed a response as his brown eyes hungrily took in your expression. He
dipped his face forward, grabbing a hold of your chin. Lashes tickled your
cheeks as you blinked rapidly. Youngjae gently pressed his lips to yours. All
gears in your mind ceased turning. Your limbs began to feel like jelly. This
was your first kiss.
Heyyya….So I am ridiculously shy posting something like this on a public forum but hey…I suppose I need to show some confidence xP
So here I present the first part of a namjoon two shot inspired by a request given by @bts-smolarmy even though what was asked for is not what I’ve written? I think I went a little crazy and off topic but I hope she and all my readers and 49 followers enjoy!
The request: BTS werewolf au when they find their soulmate:
Okay..I am not going to say anything else…I am kinda all red in the face now…heres part 1…hopefully the second part will be up tomorrow :)
‘’Babe…are you up?’’ I said buttoning up my shirt. I looked at her through the mirror, the black sheets were a stark contrast to the exposed skin of her shoulder, soft snores an amative disparity to the otherwise sensual scene. She looked ethereal, perhaps the embodiment of Aphrodite herself- just for me. I didn’t realise how long I stood beside the bed, starring at her as if I hadn’t spent the night with her in my arms. Her musky aroma- the smell of old books and vanilla beans- was a strong soporific, lulling me to sleep as I ran my fingers through her hair. The tangles in the locks fell apart as she described her work day, tension ebbing into sighs as she spoke of broken coffee machines and stolen lunches. Memories of our discussions were fresh in my mind but the rumble of a stomach directed my thoughts to the ever pressing problem. ‘’Sweetheart…?’’ I brought my hands to rest on the side of her face, trying my best not to startle her.
‘’Joon?’’ she mumbled, voice laden with sleep but curious nonetheless.
‘’I am going to get some food…just stay in bed okay? I’ll bring back some breakfast.’’
She nodded in agreement and proceeded to clasp my hand with her own, she pulled me down so as to place our entwined palms under her cheek- her favourite sort of pillow. ‘’Jagi…I really need to go.’’ I said, chuckling her actions. Her eyes fluttered open as she grasped the situation, realising my hunger was only getting stronger by the minute. After all, it wasn’t one to be satiated easily. Werewolves had an incredibly large appetite, and a plate of pasta with juice for dinner was not going to be abate me for the rest of the day. We ate regular meals, like everyone else, but once a week it was important to fully quench our thirst for meat. It took energy to run our bodies and strength, agility and hyperawareness were qualities that required heavy diets to maintain.
She let my palm slip from her grasp, albeit reluctantly- it was obvious she disliked the idea of sleeping in alone but the kiss that had been placed onto my hand was approval enough ‘’Okay…but be back soon alright?’’
‘’I’ll be back before you know it.’’ I said, straightening my posture. ‘’Oh and Jagi…Happy anniversary.’’ The last thing I noticed was her eyes widening at the discovery as I slipped out of the room and into the woods, transforming into my prime as I did.
I returned in an hour, a bag of pancakes, pastries and coffee in hand- ready to fill her empty stomach with the sugary goodness. Somehow, she had successfully brushed her teeth and had retreated to the couch for a mandatory early morning nap, her sleeping shorts hiked up to her ample hips as the creamy skin of her legs came into view. If only she knew the kind of thoughts she stirred in my soul.
‘’You’re home Joonie?’’ she sat up slowly, the smell of cinnamon rolls hitting her senses and awakening her completely.
‘’Yeah…I have breakfast. Hold on…I’ll just get plates.’’ I said, turning towards the kitchen, hoping her shirt would successfully find its way back across her torso- covering the biteable skin of her middle. My actions were held in their trance as she tugged onto the hem of my polo, pulling me towards her as she did. ‘’You okay Jagi?’’
She pushed me onto the sofa and straddled my hips, bringing her arms to my face as she did. The buttery pastries momentarily forgotten as she studied me intently ‘’you always look beautiful in the mornings.’’
I grinned at her compliment and brought my palms to rest on the tops of her thighs, fingers slipping through her top in an attempt to feel as much skin as possible. ‘’And you always look beautiful.’’
She blushed at my retort, but the smile only highlighted the cheekiness in her eyes. The flecks of gold mixed in with the darkest of browns shone brightly against the morning light. It was impossible to resist her and even more so when her hands found their way to my hair, threading and pulling against it. My lips found hers in an instant, tongue fighting its way into her cavern. She accepted the intrusion willingly, her form moulding into mine as she attempted to touch everything that belonged to her. The hands that had fought bravely against the soft skin at her hips lost in an instant as she let out a strangled moan, fingertips bruising the skin as they pressed into her flesh. God, it was as if I couldn’t get enough. Her mouth, the layered hair that tickled my cheeks as her inexperienced self tried to get more from the heated kiss, it was intoxication in its most effortless form. But I needed to stop before I hurt her, before I forced her to commit to something she wasn’t ready for. Breaking away from her warmth was a challenge I couldn’t give up on.
‘’Joonie?’’ she questioned, her lips swollen red from my own.
I focused on my heart rate, trying to normalise its beat- trying to distract myself from the strain against my jeans and her dishevelled appearance. ‘’We can’t.’’
‘’Yeah. Of course we can’t… It’s been a year. Do you not want to? Is it because I am not…like you?’’ she said, avoiding my eyes.
I was appalled at the thought…how could she possibly think I didn’t want her? Was it her own insecurity that prevented her from seeing how I looked at her? This was a nightmare. She didn’t even know how much I craved for her, how much I pined to be with her in every way. ‘’You think I don’t want to be with you?’’ I said, thrusting my hips upwards. The feel of my length against her core brought out a gasp and her eyes widened in understanding. ‘’I want you every minute I am with you. And I think of you every minute I am not. Please…I don’t want to hurt you. If we do this…if I give in to everything that is you…I won’t be able to back away from you. We’ll be soulmates. Bound till death do us part.“ she shook her head at the mention of death but I needed to clarify her thoughts. ” Do you know what that means? It means you can’t even think about leaving me. I won’t be able to let you go. You can’t leave, you can’t go to another country for work, no business trips. Nowhere without me. Are you ready for that? You’re only 23. You’re driven and you have a job that requires you to leave for multiple days at a time. I am not entirely sure…if I’ll be able to let you out of my sight…this isn’t about you….this is…just how it is…’’
‘’Namjoon…sweetheart. You don’t want to be with me because I won’t be able to go on business trips?’’ she whispered, the pain in her voice as clear as day. ‘’that’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.’’
‘’I’ll hurt you. You aren’t ready for this. You have no idea how people change when they become soulmates…it’s…’’ I looked away from her beady eyes, unable to resist how they were drawing me in.
‘’Namjoon. We aren’t like your parents. They rushed into it too soon…they were teenagers. It was a mistake…they made a mistake. But this isn’t. We aren’t. I love you. Do you hear me? I want this. I want you.’’ She said, placing her fingers below my chin as she spoke. It was as if she knew me completely.
It was as if she knew my worries and fears before I let them consume me. I was the illegitimate production of a drunken night, my father- betrothed to another woman- left my mother to fend for herself. The embers of separation consuming her entirely just as she gave birth to her werewolf son. My mind fluttered to the images of my drunken father but they were quickly replaced, halted in their tracks as she kissed my forehead. ‘’It’ll never be anyone else for me. So if you seem willing…if you think you could…if you would just please…if you…’’ she said, unable to gather her wits.
I held my breath in anticipation, whimpering as I spoke ‘’If I could what?’’
Her eyes trained onto mine again, the freckles around her cheekbones dusting pink with colour as she enunciated her request, confidence in every shy word she breathed. ‘’If you could make love to me…’’
[Werewolf AU] When You Pleasured Yourself While They Were Away and They Can Smell It On You (BTS)
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NAMJOON: He’d freeze as soon as the scent hit his nose and his face would whip in your direction. For that whole day, he couldn’t stop himself from nuzzling into you and breathing in as much of you as he can before he couldn’t handle it anymore, and would touch you himself
YOONGI: Yoongi would pop a boner immediately out of reflex. He’d be wondering why you didn’t just ask him over to take care of you himself but would none the less be more than willing as soon as he smelled your sweet scent
HOSEOK: Even if you took 3 showers, he could smell it on you. His pupils would dilate as soon as he caught a whiff and he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off you, no matter where you were. He wouldn’t be able to hold himself back
SEOKJIN: He’d know the smell anywhere, and I think he’d be a little irritated that you hadn’t waited for him, but the need to consume that scent would overcome any irritation and he’d take his time in showing you why you should wait for him to take care of you
JIMIN: He’d absolutely love that scent. He would even get kinda upset when you showered after sex, causing the smell to fade some. When he smelled it on you after him not being there, his primal side would take over and he’d immediately get you backed up against a wall with his nose and mouth at your throat and his hand slipping into your underwear
TAEHYUNG: Talk about a frenzy, he’d be even worse than Jimin. He’d smell it the second he walked into the house and would immediately drop his shit at the door and start scouring the house for you. When he found you, it didn’t matter where you were, you were being bent over the nearest surface possible
JUNGKOOK: The smell alone would make his body shake and he’d have a needy hard on faster than you can say ‘oops’. He would ignore the fact that you touched yourself without him there, because of how clouded your delicious scent made his mind
“Quick, go down the stairs!” Jungkook shoved you through a secret doorway disguised as an antique bookshelf in his office, “You’ll be safe down there. Go all the way down to the bottom floor, don’t stop and don’t look back. I’ll come and get you once he’s gone.” The door slammed shut behind you, leaving you to go down two flights of creaky stairs in the dark completely alone. After running down one flight of stairs you came to an abrupt stop when you saw a thin mahogany door that you were certain was behind an actual book shelf in the living room. Trying to be as quiet as possible you lingered round the door, listening in on the situation.
“Jimin! Ji-Yong?!” You clearly heard Namjoon shout at the top of his lungs, followed by lots of shuffling and pained groans.
Jimin had been shot.
“He got in my way.” An all too familiar menacing voice stated matter of factly, his tone was harsh and cold. He didn’t care at all.
“You little fucking rat! I’m going to fucking kill you!” Namjoon screamed, you’d never heard him sound so unbelievably angry before.
“He’s not going to die, I made my own bullets. They’re free from silver. I only wanted him to feel pain, if I wanted you all dead I would’ve killed you by now. For example, Layla, she didn’t last-”
“Don’t.” Namjoon warned, his voice sill raised but now shaking with fury, “Don’t you dare say her name.”
▶ Genre: Smut. (Werewolf!BTS) ▶ Description:It’s possibly the worst time to forget to lock the doors; Namjoon’s in heat. ▶ Word count: 7,099. ▶ Author’s note: WHAT HAVE I JUST WRITTEN.
Jin taps his foot impatiently, his eyes simultaneously jumping from the clock and then back down to his younger, Jungkook.
“Hyung,” Jungkook mumbles, reaching for Jin’s arm before pulling away in fear he might jump if he were to touch him. “I’m sure she’s fine.”
Jin responds with a deadly glare over in Jungkook’s direction, his fists balled up, just about ready to strike.
“She’s probably just working a little late or something,” Yoongi adds, really paying no attention to the elder besides him.
“I’ve never seen you get like this, hyung.” Taehyung chuckles, flipping over onto his back to relieve some of the discomfort brought on by laying on his front.
Jin scans the room again, noticing that the other two boys, Hoseok and Jimin, were indeed there but, to his surprise, Namjoon was nowhere to be seen.
“Where’s Namjoon?” Jin asks dangerously, anxiously popping up from his seat next to Jungkook and running over to the bathroom door. His hand almost magnetizes towards the handle, forcibly opening the door and scanning the dark and empty inside.
“He’s not here, hyung.” Hoseok grumbles with an intonation of annoyance in his voice, plopping down right onto Taehyung’s outstretched legs, a bowl of ice cream in hand. “Do you really not remember?”