short pencil skirt

#3 I am flirting with you

Pairing: Calum x Reader

Word count: 11,277

Warnings: Blow jobs, fingering, rough sex, dirty talk

Requested: Yes

A/N: Fun fact! This is my first time writing smut so my apologies if this totally sucks. I also want to say i’m sorry that I didn’t upload a story on Saturday. I had Halloween parties all weekend and honestly I was just avoiding the smut. But, now i’m back and all is well. So yea,

Hope you enjoy :-)

The monitor illuminated his face with a faint blue light. The blinking cursor was almost taunting him. Calum watching the line flash on his screen with his tired eyes. He sat back in his squeaky office chair and stared up at the dim fluorescent lights. Calum decided the ceiling tiles weren’t much more interesting that the computer screen. He spun around in his chair taking in his cramped cubicle. He dreaded these four small walls. He had tried his best to personalize his area with pictures, posters, even a silly object here and there but it underneath it still remained dull and gray. The sound of typing keys filled the office, which Calum usually blocked out, was now deafening. He rubbed his hands over his face, trying to keep his sanity. A glance at the clock in the bottom of his desktop showed him that there was only one hour left. He could make it. Calum decided a little conversation might prevent him from going crazy. He stood up leaned over the small wall that separated him and his friend, Michael.

“Hey man, what’s up?” Calum inquired.

“Uh, not much,” Michael replied, glancing at Calum then right back to his desktop with his nose nearing touching the screen.

“What are you even doing?” Calum pondered, leaning over to glance at Michael’s computer.

“Check this out,” Michael turned the monitor toward his friend “It’s the new secretary, Blair. Damn, I’d like to take her out sometime, and by take her out I mean-”

Calum held his hand up to stop Michael from continuing his sentence. “Yea, I know what you mean.” He chuckled lightly. “She not really my type though.”

Michael looked at him astonishingly. “Not your type? Cal, since when is any girl not your type?”

Calum shrugged “I don’t know man, I’m just not into her like that”. Just as he said this Y/N, his boss, left her office and headed to the break room.

Michael followed his gaze towards the woman “Oh, I get it. You’ve got a thing for the boss!” he exclaimed

Calum quickly shushed Michael so that no one would over hear. “Dude shut up, I don’t. I just think shes really hot.”

“I mean you’re not wrong. I saw her in that tight skirt today and I swear, she’s not wearing any underwear” Michael winked

“I bet I can find out” Calum said cockily.

“No way” Michael said, turning his head back to his screen.

“Yes way, fifty bucks says i’ll even find out what color it is” He challenged.

Michael looked at him skeptically “How are you planning on doing that, exactly?”

Calum laughed “that’s for me to know and you to find out” then Calum grabbed some papers of his desk and walked out of his small working space.He walked towards Y/N’s office, beaming with confidence.

He knocked on her door and waited a few moments before a stunning Y/N appeared before him. Michael was right, her skirt was tight and from Calum’s height he could see perfectly down her white button up shirt. Her voice broke him out of his thoughts.

“Mr. Hood, do you need something?” Y/N asked, slightly impatient.

“Yes ma’am, I just wanted to give you this week’s report files” He said as he gestured towards the papers.

“Oh, yes, right. You can just put those on my desk please.” Y/N stood back and opened the door wider so that he could come into her office.

Calum walked in, placed the papers on Y/N’s desk, then turned around and leaned against it so that he was now facing her “Y/N, I think we both know why i’m here”

Y/N looked confused at him “I’m afraid I don’t know what you mean”

He sighed and pushed off of the wooden surface and began to walk towards her. Once he was right in front of her he reached behind her, shutting and locking the door. “I know you want me.”

Y/N looked at Calum as if he had two heads “excuse me, this is highly inappropriate”

He smirked “The way I think about you is highly inappropriate” he said as he reached around her waist and pull her so close that their chests were touching.

She furrowed her eyebrows at the tall man “Are flirting with me right now, Mr. Hood?”

“Maybe I am flirting with you, what are you gonna do about it?”

When Y/N did nothing, Calum grabbed the back of her head, bringing their lips together in a passionate yet messy kiss.

The two pulled away, both breathing heavily. Y/N’s eyes were wide with shock but also lust.

She always found Calum attractive but she knew that she could never act upon her feelings. If Calum and Y/N were to ever initiate a relationship or else they both would be immediately terminated and she really couldn’t afford that. She was after all the head of her division.

Calum couldn’t help himself at this point. His member was already beginning to harden in his trousers due to their close proximity and the effect her lips had on him. “You make me so hot Y/N. God, I need you now”

She bit her lip, pondering whether the risk was worth the reward. “Mr. Hood, I don’t think this is a good idea” she said trying to keep things professional.

“Y/N” Calum spoke while rubbing circles in her back “I see the way you look at me when you think i’m not paying attention. I know you want me as much as I want you. Don’t lie to yourself. Come on, I can treat you right”

That was all she needed. She closed the space between their lips. Calum heard her moan into the kiss and it drove him crazy. She drove him crazy.

He lightly pulled her with him to her desk. When they reached the wooden surface. Calum turned around swiped his hand across the top of the desk pushing all the materials onto the carpeted floor. He spun back to face Y/N, grabbing her waist and placed her onto the desk before returning back to the kiss. “Mr. Hood!” she exclaimed in anger “that stuff is expensive”

“No offense but, I honestly don’t give a fuck” Calum moved his lips to the corner of her mouth and began to trail kisses down to her neck, trying to find her sweet spot. He bit her skin softly then using his tongue to soothe the slight sting. When he heard her moan he felt his manhood twitch. Calum grabbed Y/N’s backside to pull her closer so he could grind into her clothed core. She gripped the back of his previously unwrinkled shirt so tight her knuckles were white.

He slipped his cool hands under her blouse making her shiver under his touch. She removed her hands from his back, ripping off his tie and making quick work of his shirt buttons. Once she had finished the task she hastily pushed the material off of his his shoulders. She then hopped off of her desk and started leaving kisses on Calum’s neck, leading down to the waistband of his pants. Y/N undid his belt and pulled down his slacks just enough enough to see him fully.

She licked her lips at the sight of him. Y/N took Calum’s girth in her hand and began to pump him slowly to tease him.

“Come on, Y/N” Calum groaned in frustration.

“Good things come to those who wait” she replied as she kissed the tip of his cock before she began to suck his head, teasing him a bit.

Calum moaned at the feeling of her lips wrapped around him “but the best things come to those who go and get them” he grunted. He tangled his finger in her hair and pushed all of himself into her mouth, causing her to choke slightly.

Y/N tried her best to suppress her gag reflex and steady her breathing. She began to bob her head as his member repeatedly hit the back of her throat, making her eyes tear up.

Suddenly, Calum pulled her off of him and roughly stood her up. He held a tight grip on her jaw as he brought their mouths together momentarily in a clash of teeth and tongues, before spinning her around and bending her over her own desk. He pulled up Y/N’s short pencil skirt to expose her barely there, pale pink, lace panties.

“Goddamn” Calum mumbled under his breath. He kneaded her ass with his large palms, squeezing the flesh which was beginning to redden. Y/N moaned softly when Calum trailed his hands from her ass to her moist core. He pushed the lace aside and and swiped his finger across her slit, collecting her juices onto the tips of his fingers. Y/N moaned at the feeling.

“You like that, princess?” he asks as he slid the thin fabric down her legs and casually shoved them into his pants pocket. He slowly pushed his digits into her glistening hole which made more soft moans leave her lips.

“You’re so tight baby. Can’t wait to fill you up with my hard cock” Calum spoke. He pumped himself a few times before pushing inside of her before beginning to move at an agonizingly slow pace.

“Calum, faster please” Y/N groaned.

“That’s Mr. Hood to you, sweetheart” with that he started pounding into her brutally. He gripped her hips so tight there would surely be bruises. Y/N moaned loudly but Calum quickly slapped his hand over her open mouth.

Calum leaned in, close to her face “Gotta be quiet princess. We wouldn’t anyone to hear, now would we?” he whispered into her ear.

Y/N shook her head, hardly able to comprehend what he was saying due to the movements of his hips. He removed his hand from her mouth and returned it to her hips. She whimpered softly and biting her lip, trying to make as little noise as possible.

He then pulled her up so her back was against his chest. He could now feel her glistening skin slide alongside his own. Calum wrapped one arm around her waist and the other playing with her nipples as he rammed into her mercilessly.

Y/N could now feel a knot in her stomach starting to form as Calum repeatedly her g-spot. Her hands soon found Calum’s and she gripped on as if she would float away.

Calum could feel Y/N tightening around him and knew she was close. He reached down and rubbed fast and sloppy circles onto her clit.

“I-I’m close” Y/N whimpered and leaned her head onto calum’s chest.

“I know, let go baby” Calum whispered to her.

With that que she felt the tightness in her gut finally snap. Her vision went white. Calum watched as her eyes fluttered and her mouth fell into a perfect ‘O’ shape.

Calum thrusted into her a few more times before releasing himself. The two milked their highs for as long as possible.

He pulled out of Y/N, which awoke her from her blissful state. She cleared her throat and started to pick up her clothes.

The tall, tan man chuckled at the woman. “Someone’s in a hurry”

Y/N looked at him astonishingly “Calum, what we did was wrong. Because of this slip up, we could lose our jobs. More importantly, I could lose my job!” She exclaimed as she smoothed her wrinkled top.

Calum rolled his eyes but still had a smirk planted on his face. He also picked up his clothes and began dressing himself. Once done, he walked towards the door. Before he twisted the knob he turned around to face Y/N who was busying herself by organizing her desk, which he had rudely ruined in the heat of the moment.

“Oh by the way” Y/N popped her head up to look at the talking man “nice ass” Calum chuckled before exiting the office.

He strode back to his small dull cubicle and sat down in his squeaky office chair. When he sat though he felt something in his pocket. Then he remembered.

“Hey, Michael” Calum said as he leaned onto the wall that separated the two work spaces.

“What” Michael replied as he looked up from his paperwork.

“Pink” Calum simply said.

When Michael gave him a confused look Calum threw the balled up lace panties from his fist, right onto his friend face.

Realization hit Michael as he groaned and pulled out his wallet.

Wrecker | 01

word count: 3.392

genre: fuckboy!Jungkook, best friends w Jikook, angsty shit and fluff in later parts

A/N: So another series guys. I just can’t help myself, lol. I was really inspired to write this one and I think I like wrecker more than my other serie better. Oh and the love story thingy won’t happen between y/nxjimin only y/nxjungkook. :) Although Jimin is my bias, I can write more about Jungkook, i live for fuckboy Jungkook lmao. I hope u like it xo

Originally posted by bwipsul

You had always thought that idols were just people set up bij agency’s with too much fame. They only had to dance and sing and thousands of girls/boys would come after them.
But you never thought you would become friends with one of them. Until Jimin and Jungkook came in your life, crashing in to you, literally.

-1 year ago -
Jungkook POV
“ Hyung we need to go now, there is no time for your hipster selca’s! Our flight is almost departing!”
“ Slow down Jungkookie, no stress. Just one more for twitter than we can go.”
“ Park Jimin-ssi, there is no time!” And with that I pulled Jimin away from the starbucks while he was taking pictures of himself as always. It wasn’t my fault this time, that we were late again. I’m usually stuck with Jimin when we’re flying, not that it’s unpleasant. It’s just that we both take a lot of time for everything and we’re extremely slow. So two slow people? Nah, that can’t be good.
“ And you call me hyung while treating me like this. How dare you to drag me to the gate huh! I blessed Busan girls with this beautiful selca yesterday, did you bless Busan?” He said nagging me, while I was still running with him to our gate. Damn, why was it so far away.
“ I blessed Busan with my birth and my… Shit!” I crashed into some girl who was apparently running too.
“ Yah, look out. I’m late for my flight already and now my shirt is wet too!” It looked like she wanted to sound angry, but actually she looked really cute with my coffee spilled over her shirt. It was kind of funny.
“ I’m sorry can I do something for you to make it okay?” Jimin said, apologizing for me. I was still impressed by her cuteness.
“ No it’s okay. It’s your fault that my shirt is wrecked and I’m late again.” She faked a smile. Damn she has an attitude. The most surprising was that she didn’t recognize me or Jimin.
“ Aren’t you guys from that blood sweat and thingy video?” I was laughing out loud right now.
“ Yes we are indeed. I’m Jungkook and this is my tiny friend Jimin from Busan.” Jimin hit my leg but I liked teasing him so much.
“ Oh yes the scouting boys, I remember my friend talking about that. Nice to meet you, I’m Y/N”
Her name sounded foreign but also not. When I looked at my watch, I was shocked to see our plane was supposed to depart 5 minutes ago. We were late again.
“ Shit, hyung, we are late again!” I began to run, but Jimin just stood there with the girl watching me run to the gate.
“ What’s the point of running, PD-nim can’t be that mad again. And MAMA rehearsal only starts in 5 hours, chill down.” He was right, we could just say we had to pee and forgot the time.
“ Well let’s talk with the coffee spilled girl then.”
“ Yah! I have a name!”

Well that was interesting. I just met two idols and I wasn’t even excited or something. I just wanted to take a picture with them in case my friends wouldn’t believe me.
“ So, I have to go change my flight. It was nice meeting you bye!” Just when I was about to leave. Jimin grabbed my hand, refusing to let me go.
“ Why don’t go together. We have to change or flight too. We can grab some coffee and talk a bit.” To be honest, I really didn’t want to be alone. But talking with idols with girls running over them didn’t seem like the best idea ever.
“ I don’t really know, what if someone thinks I’m a crazy fan only wanting to talk with you.”
“ Then we will tell you are just a girl with coffee on her shirt.” Well guess who spilled the coffee.
Jungkook didn’t said anything but just stood there staring at my shirt. When I looked down I saw my shirt became a little bit see through.
“ Oh no, I don’t have a spare shirt in my bag.” What was I supposed to do now?
“ Oh wait I have one, it’s white too and without coffee.” Jungkook grabbed a shirt out of his bag and handed me it. It smelled like soap.
“ I’m going to change in the washroom!” I said walking to the washroom.
“ Don’t you dare to run away!” Jimin said.
When I came back, Jungkook was filming himself with his phone. When he saw me he immediately came over to me and my face showed up on his phone.
“ So army, this is y/n. The girl who we just met.” He said.
“ Who look y/n, everyone is calling you pretty!” Jimin said giggling. And he was right, all the comments on Vlive were about me. Their fans were calling me pretty. I felt pretty flattered.
“ Hi guys, I’m y/n nice to meet you.” I blushed, I never showed my face on social media. So all these compliments were new to me.
“ We have to go and change our flight. Sorry PD-nim, we will gladly accept our punishment in Hong Kong.” He joked a little saying his last words and stopped the live. They were going to Hong Kong to?
“ Are you guys going to Hong Kong?”
“ Yes have you been there? The food is awesome!” Jimin said.
“ I actually am going to Hong Kong today. My friend is living there and told me she wanted to do something for her birthday.” It was true, I met Yuri my best friend in high school. We parted when we went to the university. My university was in Korea and Yuri’s was in Hong Kong. But we never lost contact and always were together for our birthdays and most holidays.
“ Oh you are Korean?” Jimin asked.
“ No not really, my father is Chinese and my mother is European.” My mother was Croatian and my father Chinese. That’s why I had dark green eyes instead of brown like every asian. But the rest of my features looked all asian like.
“ That’s why you have green eyes, but you look really like a real Korean, and you speak Korean well.” Jungkook said while inspecting my face. “ Well we are going to Hong Kong for the MAMA awards.”
“ Oh shit.” Jimin said “ we have to change our flights quick, a hour passed already.”

- 8 months ago -
After the first day you met Jimin and Jungkook. You went to the MAMA awards after to visit them with Yuri. Yuri like the real kpop fan freaked out after seeing you on their vlive.
Now it’s been 2 months and you were sitting with them here in their dorm. Your head laid on Jimin’s shoulder and your feet on Jungkooks lap.
In the time you guys spent together, you fell in love with Jungkook. But you couldn’t just say that because you know became best friends. And the first time you met them you had a thing for Jimin. But that faded away when you realized it was just friendship between you and Jimin.
On the other hand you did really like Jungkook, from the way he laughed at your stupid jokes to his little scar on his face that got your notice when he showed off his features ( that’s what you thought, he was actually just being the golden maknae ).

“ Y/N spacing out again?” Jimin ticked your head, like you were a brainless human being.
“ Huh sorry what did you say?” You were to busy with thinking about Jungkook not even noticing Jimin was talking to you.
“ You always seem to be like this when Jungkook is in front of you.” That little jerk Jimin. You hadn’t told him about your crush on Jungkook, but he did notice. And he confronted you with it. Although you had denied, you still blushed. And he knew he was right.
“ Jimin pabo, what are you talking about. I was thinking what to wear to the party tonight.”
“Oh yes you have a party right? Can we come with you pleaseeeeeeee.” Jungkook was such a cutie. He could beg like a puppy, but fight like a monster.
“ Well, I don’t know if it’s aloud to take outsiders..” The truth was that I wanted to go out again. I needed this after all the stress. And if I take them with me, they would only draw attention. And that means that all the fake girls would come and talk to me like I’m their best friend, only to get in bed with Jungkook or Jimin.
“ Pleaseeee y/n, hyung and I will behave. And when we come with you, there will be lots of people who want to dance with you.”
“ That’s only because they know y/n is our friend.” Jimin said, I knew he didn’t really like parties. Because when he goes to one, he goes completely wild. And that’s one thing an idol can’t do.
“ If you help me picking my dress for tonight, and buying me food, then yes I will take u guys to the party.”
“ Yes! Thank you y/n! You are the best! Jimin will take you to the mall today.” And he stormed to his room, and left both me and Jimin confused.

“ I don’t understand why I have to go with you. Not that I don’t like it. It’s just that he insisted on going and now I can’t go to Yoongi hyung.” Jimin pouted, he was always a sucker for Yoongi, Jimin looked up to Yoongi and always wanted to do everything with him.
“ Well, I don’t understand why he wants to go so bad. Like it’s just a frat party, nothing special. If he wants to go out, you could go to a fancy club with the boys or something.” I sighed. I just hoped that Jungkook would take me to the mall, but yeah that won’t happen today.
“ It’s okay y/n. It’s not like he doesn’t like you. He totally likes you, maybe he just wants to go to see you in a short dress.” He grinned, what an asshole. An asshole who I cared so much for.

In the mall we were looking for something I could wear. These days everything is just so short and revealing, that just wasn’t exactly my style. But Jimin said one night would do no harm. So here was I standing in the changing room with a too short pencil skirt on and a bare shoulders crop top. It looked pretty, I admit. But just too revealing. You could see my cleavage if I bent down.
“ Y/N-ssi are you done with changing already? Or are you not showing me the outfit? Show it to me please, show me the red one I picked.” And with the red one he meant this too short off the shoulder crop top.
I stepped out of the changing room and Jimin gulped when he saw me.
“ Jimin isn’t this a little bit too revealing?”
“ uhm… well… Jungkook won’t dislike this.”
“ I don’t know Jimin…” I was really not sure about this outfit, insecure, I thought my legs were too thick, my belly too fat and my arms clumsy around my body.
“ You look stunning. I will pay for the outfit, just wear this tonight. If Jungkook doesn’t notice you then obviously someone else will.”
“ No thank you Jimin, I will pay myself.”
So with that, I bought the outfit. With my own credit card. And Jimin bought ice cream for me.
On the road back home, we talked a lot about our love life which we don’t talk about a lot.
“ Why do you actually like Jungkook, y/n-ssi?” He asked
“ I don’t really know. The first time I saw Jungkook he was really handsome I have to admit, but I mostly like his personality and how he treats me and stuff.”
“ Oh yes, when I was in love with Sunny, I liked everything about her. We just didn’t click, although she was the best girlfriend I ever had.” He was with sunny a few months before we met. I heard a lot about he since Jimin loved her dearly, they just fought a lot. And it got tiring.
“ Who was your first love y/n?” He suddenly asked.
“ To be honest, it’s Jungkook.”
“ What? Really, so you haven’t had loved anyone before? Not even in high school?”
“ I’m sure that Jungkook is my first real love, because I have never felt this feeling ever before. I had crushes in high school, but that isn’t love.” My first crush was indeed in high school. His name was Jackson, he did ask me for prom. But I said no, because Yuri and I were supposed to go date-less together. And no one means more to me than Yuri.
“ That’s impressive y/n. You know, Jungkook has never loved someone, he never told me he really liked someone. He just likes to fuck.” Jimin said like it was the most normal thing ever, but it was my first time hearing it.
“ Jimin, does Jungkook fuck around?”
“ Oh, you have never heard it? Well, he used to yes, now not so much.” So Jungkook still does fuck around, wow what a information.
“ I’m sorry I told you this y/n, this is so disappointing for you. I should watch my mouth.”
“ No Jimin, it’s not your fault he fucks around. It’s just that I didn’t thought of him like that.” I was a little bit disappointed, because Jungkook was always so sweet and honest about everything. I didn’t see this one coming.
“ Good, don’t think about Jungkook in that way, he truly is a good guy.”
“ I know Jimin, I know.”
After coming home, you changed in your outfit and you guys left for the party. Jungkook and Jimin both looked good in their sort of matching outfit, Jungkook in black pants with a white v-neck, and Jimin the other way.
Jungkook did stop breathing for a moment when he saw my outfit, maybe it was because he hadn’t seen me like this before. I blushed and just kept walking. Wouldn’t want my feelings to ruin this night.
It was a nice party. The alcohol was good, there was a lot of soju. But your favorite whiskey was there too. You could easily drink some shots without getting drunk or passed out. After a while you saw Jimin leave with girl to go the the front yard. Finally he had been getting his free time and his mind of Sunny. And Jungkook, well he disappeared the second you came in this house.
In high school you went everywhere with Yuri, but now both of your friends were gone you had to look for company. The first guy you laid your eyes on was probably Jinyoung, he looked a lot more different during school days. You shared an English class and he was really nice. Maybe you should just talk to him.
“ Hey Jinyoung! Long time no see.”
“ Indeed y/n, you look sexy tonight.” He always made really sarcastic jokes about everything, and most of the time to make you feel good. He praised a lot, just like Jimin.
“ Thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself either. How have you been doing?” You didn’t want anything else but a friendly conversation, but there were already eyes on you and Jinyoung. He was one of the popular guys of the school.
“ Doing this and that, pretty busy I guess. You came with Jungkook and Jimin again?”
“ Yes, next time I won’t tho. They always leave me alone.”
“ How can a pretty girl like you be left alone?” Suddenly a girl came to him and asked him to dance with him.
“ Oppa, can you dance with me. I have been waiting all night for you.”
“ Yeah sure Tiff. Y/n I see you at English, bye hun!” And he walked away with the girl.

I was a little bit bored and alone. I declined a lot of offers from guys to dance with me. This outfit really draws attention. I got up and went upstairs to find a bathroom. I wanted to fix my make up and find Jimin after. I opened a few doors, but none were a bathroom door. I walked into a few people in ( almost ) fucking. And I was fucking sick of it. Damn these parties and all the horny people. Why isn’t here a fucking bathroom.
There was still two doors in front of each other. This was the only blue door, so I assumed it would be the bathroom door. But no just another bedroom.
But when I looked clearly, I saw two people fucking in the bed. A voice that was so familiar, it almost sounded like…
“ Leave the fucking room and close the fu…” Jungkook stopped in his sentence when he recognized the person standing in door. “ y/n?”
I couldn’t hold my tears, my heart broke and I ran away. He had asked me to come to this party only to fuck with some random uni girls? Did he use me to come into these parties, where there won’t be any paparazzi and enough girls who want to go to bed with him. Sure, Jimin warned me saying Jungkook fucks around. But I didn’t prepare for this feeling, I felt broken. And he wasn’t even my boyfriend, I couldn’t be angry and I didn’t have any right to be mad at him. The first person who came to my thought was Jimin, I had to find him. I should tell him.

“ Jimin, Jimin!” I shouted with tears in my eyes. I ran of the stairs to the front yard. I saw Jimin drinking with a few other guys, but I couldn’t hold back my tears.
“ What’s, going on? What the fuck happend?” He asked worriedly and taking me to a much quieter place.
“ He was banging a random girl, and I walked in on them. I couldn’t hold my tears. Jimin why am I like this. Why does it feel like he betrayed me when he isn’t even my boyfriend?”
“ This is how it feels when your trust is broken in the one you love. Come here y/n.” He hugged me and patted my head. The only thing I wanted right now was to cry in my bed.
Why was I even sad? I knew there was no chance Jungkook and I could be together, but I always thought there was a connection. But apparently the only connection he saw was getting free uni girls to fuck with.
“ Jimin, can you take me home please?” I said still sobbing.
“ Offcourse y/n, grab your coat, we’re going right now. You should go home and rest.”

The ride home was horrible. Jimin wanted to cheer me up, but he stood no chance. I always saw Jungkook in the good light, never like this. I always thought Jungkook was no fuckboy like everyone is right now. But he is, and my thoughts will never be the same. Maybe it was my fault for falling for him. Because he didn’t even knew.
When we arrived at my home Jimin asked to stay with me, but the last thing I wanted was for him to give up his friday night to stay with a sobbing girl with her first heartbreak.
“ Y/N You know you are no trouble to me, if there is anything I can do for you I would. But I am not good with feelings.” I forgot that all this maybe have led Jimin to think about Sunny again, and I felt really guilty for that.
“ I know it is hard for us both. I think I just need to figure this out on my own. Thank you Jimin.”
And he left.

All night I laid in bed, thinking about Jungkook. Did I even see the real Jungkook. Why did I knew so few about my best friend whom I was in love with. My did my tears keep streaming down even when I didn’t want to. Why was I like this. Did love hurt so much?


I might keep you


Memeber:Namjoon, Ravi


A/n: Daddy Namjoon is a religion. Don’t get me started on this one.


Breath. Three deep breaths. Y/N you can do it. It is only a work placement. You look like a child. You are a child. You became legal two freakin weeks ago. Fuck it. Honestly. I’m nervous. Okay. This elevator is going fast. Too fast. I have to go through my notes once again. What can they ask me? What is my degree? If I had been on other placements? What languages do I know?  God…they can even ask me which number are the correct ones for the lottery and I should know.

Who are you? You are Y/N. You are a candidate for work placement in one of the biggest corporations in the world. The CEO is a man called Kim Namjoon. The third heir of the company. Not many people have seen him,but those who have say he is beyond handsome and beyond scary. They tell stories on the newspaper how he doesn’t speak much but when he does he has the voice of the devil,with hints of desire and sparkles of want. All female full time employees are always wearing short pencil skirts and heels in order to try to attract the young heir. But he doesn’t buy it. God, is he a virgin? One of those romantic guys that keeps himself for the girl of his dreams? Or maybe he is one of the Dom’s? One of those that will secretly touch his girl under the table during a conference. Or maybe he likes being submissive,but can’t let it show because he is an important figure? You decide.

Okay enough Y/N. Too much thinking. Back to the important questions. Take a sip from the Green Tea your mother made you this morning in order to feel fresh and ready to be the best part-time employee.

You can’t say that I feel very fresh. Last night I had to sleep and be a blooming flower in the morning,but no! I decided to read smut fictions about my hoped future boss on Tumblr. This is exactly what you shouldn’t do the night before an intreview. It’s a stupid decision.

But I found out interesting things. He has fan clubs. You can say he is as popular as any other star. Every item he has touched and left behind goes on for sale and the prices people pay are ridicules. Each and every fan club speculates how Namjoon really looks. When you read that some fanclubs even think he is the Lord Commander of the Vampires you should know it’s time to sleep.

“Floor 114" This is it. Keep yourself collected. You can do this Y/N. You only have to survive through an interview. Nothing special.

The moment I stepped out of the elevator my eyes were greeted by many women in guess what…pencil skirts and heels. All of them had long straighten hair as if they were freakin clones. Almost all of them. One girl,not much older than me, looked not in her place. Like me. But she was stunning. A beautiful girl of color. If I was a man you can bet she was everything I look for in a woman. Unlike the blond clones with straighten hair,she had a flawless afro. It made her stand out in a good way. She had no heels ,just like me, she was with white Vans. They probably were really white once,but like all shoes they weren’t so white anymore. But so were mine red Converse. And just like me she was looking around as if she was in the wrong place. I knew I had to have her in my life. This was destiny. Walking towards her and I sat nervously next to her. When she noticed me a look of relief spread across her features. “We don’t look like we belong here.” she amiled at me “I was about to say it. I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you.” I said bringing out my most cheerful voice. “I’m Corin. It’s also really nice to meet you.” her natural plump lips became one even warmer smile.“You have an amazing hair. I have always wanted to do an afro,but it’s not appropriate. I don’t want to anger anyone or someone to think that I’m disrespectful towards their tradions.” “This is really nice of yours. I really like your hair too. Its so straight and it’s obvious unlike theirs that is natural.” we both blushed and giggled because compliments and talking about the other candidates isn’t something you do on a work placement interview. I think. “Can I see your resume?” we both said at the same time. And that evolved in more giggles. “Of course. Here.” we said together again this time laughing loud. Some clones turned to look at us but found out we had absolute no interest in them whatsoever and continued doing whatever they were doing.

Let me tell you,she had an amaizng resume. So good that I almost felt miserable about mine. We talked more and I really liked her and I think she liked me. We changed numbers and even made plans for a nice brunch next week where we can talk more. Suddenly we started talking about Kim Namjoon. She told me that he has a brother. An older brother. “If I ever want to meet someone is probably him. They say he is just as badass as his younger brother. The Kim brothers are partners in crime. The black sheeps of the Kim family. But for whatever reason their grandfather left everything, the whole empire to them. No one,even their own parents weren’t happy with that decision. But no one could do anything about it because the will stated that the heirs of Kim corp. are the Kim brothers. They are both cold and scary,because of their past and the people they lost.” All night I read about the Kims but I haven’t read this. It was in no tabloid or forum. Nowhere. “Corin,how do you know that?” she only smiled sad “My mother. She had been working for the Kims for a long time. Truth is I’m here because my mother asked Mrs.Kim  to let me on the final list. Mrs.Kim and my mother have a very good relationship and Mrs.Kim had always taken care of me.” “So that means you have seen the brothers.” “No. I haven’t. They don’t live with their parents and everytime they did come to the house Mrs. Kim has told me to go in my room because things down there may get ugly. And most of the time they did. Every time one of the brothers was in the house a fight was inevitable. So I never saw them. But I know their voices like I know this” and she showed me her right hand" is my right hand. From all the shouting in the house I know whose voice is who’s. The raspy low one is Wonsik,the older brother. The low rich load one is Namjoon,the younger one.“

The doors of the elevator opened and a handsome man not older than twenty six stepped into the room. "He is…unusual.” I said looking at my new friend. “Maybe he is a designer or something.” I would’ve guessed so too. The man had a strong red bleached hair with small golden rings attached to it. He was wearing a light blue suit with absolutely nothing underneath. On his chest,fingers and ankles tattoos were coloring his skin. The whole situation was finished with floral Gucci sneakers and that was it. He had only a unreadable look in his eyes and nothing else was there on his handsome features. “Bad weather. Bad morning.” “Was this supposed tob be Good morning because in human language we say…” I whispered in Corins ear “Kim Wonsik."she said scared"Kim Wonsik…wait,what?” my head snapped. “Y/N. This is Kim Wonsik. The older Kim.”

If a minute ago I looked him like he was some psycho,now he looked scary. He was indeed scary now. A hand grabbed mine and I saw Corin shaking trying to hold onto something. I squeezed her hand trying to smile. “Corin,it’s okay. He…”“You don’t know him. I have heard him. Although Wonsik is less scarier than Namjoon,he isn’t weaker than him. Between the two Wonsik is the body and action. Namjoon is the brain. Wonsik is more reckless.”“I have the names of 50 girls in this list. You are fighting as you know for 5 work placements in total. The 5 choosen will be assigned in different departments by us the CEOs ourself. Since I want to finish faster…” and he stopped dead in his sentence. Following where he was looking I ended up looking where I hoped he wasn’t looking - at Corin. He was looking at her like she was some ghost,like a child that after years of searching found his toy. She stopped shaking and was just looking scared. Wonsik smirked and looked away. “Corin what happend?” “I don’t know and I don’t want to. Y/N I’m afraid.” “So am I. Don’t worry. I won’t leave you. I’m here.”

“Line in five rows of ten. I have no time for joking around.“ Wonsik voice spread across the almost quite room. This was a command,no a "if you may do it”. With Corin’s hand in mine I stood us both up and holding her tightly we stood next to each other.“Someone from my team will start calling you in…Namjoon,what a pleasant surprise,little brother.” Everyone looked at the elevator where a breathtaking man was standing. Tall and scary. Dirty blond hair was slicked back so that black mesmerizing eyes could kill. A beautiful red choker decorated his neck. The muscular body was attempted to be hidden behind a black suit matched with fitted suit pants that outlined his perfect thighs. Under the suit jacket there was a black shirt with exactly three unbuttoned buttons. People are probably afraid to walk when he walks because dust may fall on his…five thousand three hundred and sixty four dollar Alexander McQueen shoes,don’t ask how I know this. Without saying anything he stepped in the room and like robots the rows split in the middle making an aisle for the intimidating man to walk on with his minions. He gave off the vibe of fear and sexual tension,while women made the air thick with arousal. He stood next to his brother and and know the picture was just plain the death of me. Two pairs of unreadable eyes. Everyones eyes in the room were glued to the ground from fear. Where ever the brothers looked the tension hanging on each of our shoulders became even heavier. 

“Tell me you are kidding.” everyone were right. If the devil had a voice this was going to be it. It was a low yet loud voice just as Corin said. If he wanted me to sin only a sentence should roll on his sinful lips and it was going to be enough to make me do whatever he wanted.“I tought we agreed that for the work placement we want good looking women not…people like her."his head only nodded in the direction of Corin or at that time I thought so. The blond clones giggled all together trying to appeal to Kim Namjoon. Corin was looking at the ground refusing to look up. She was holding my hand tightly and tears started to roll from her eyes. This was a grave mistake Kim Namjoon. I’m killing you and your freakin placement because you hurt a girl that was so nice and the only thing she wants is to call her mother and to tell her efforts finally gave fruit. I was someone who hated to see others hurt and she was visibly hurt. Oh I don’t care who you are Kim Namjoon. You just angered the goddess of Human rights. Angry,my head snapped up full of confidence. My eyes could kill if they could.

"And what exactly is wrong with her Mr. Mighty CEO?!” I snapped and the giggles abruptly stopped. As if no one was there. Mr. Kims head slowly turned in my direction looking me straight in the eyes. In any other moment I would’ve peed myself from fear but not now. Not right now. Right now I was stronger than him.“You will excuse me,but she is stunning. Unlike the bleached blonde clones at least she is different. So am I as I see. Should we all wear pencil skirts and heels to please you your mighty Highnesses? My hair is also brown. Oh no. Should I bleach it blonde? If you can’t see the potential of people with amazing resumes like hers you are not worth my or even less hers time,brain or effort. So excuse me while I turn my red Converse and get out of here. With "Her”. An actual intelligent human being. Goodbye.“ Without saying anything and still holding our hands we walked through the blond tall clones.</p> <p>When I turned my head around just before we leave so I could see his reaction before I leave this freakin place forever.A smirk is everything I saw. A freakin smirk. He was looking at me like I am an interesting species that he haven’t seen or heard about. His thumb slowly rubbed his plump lips as if he was thinking what to say. I was holding Corin and was ready to storm out,but this look. This look was lurking me back. It was telling me to stay still and to wait. Like a good girl."What’s your name?” is what he asked me. From everything you could’ve said. You say…What’s your name. "Y/N. My name is Y/N. Does it matter?“I said not looking away from his eyes. I just couldn’t."Yes it does. Wonsik,there are four places open from this moment on. She comes with me. Ms. Y/N lead the way. And bu the way I wasn’t talking about Corin. Corin,say hi to mother.” What? “No Namjoon. You do it yourself.” After all they know each other. Turning my back to Kim Namjoon I looked at Corin. “You told me you haven’t seen them. Why did you lie?” “There are things family can’t share Y/N so lie is the answer then. I’m sorry. But things are too complicated for someone who I met today.” Warm breath warmed my neck. Namjoon was so close to me the heat coming from him was warming my back. A low “You can let go of her now.” is what I heard and soon a big hand catched mine swiftly and I let go of Corin’s hand. “Let’s go. Big brother,I believe you will take care of things here.” A loud “You bet I will.” was heard before Namjoon dragged me in the elevator and pulled out a golden card ehich he swipped on the logo of the company and the elevator started moving.

No talking. Just breathing and the sound of my fast beating heart. I was scared. Where ever we were going I couldn’t escape. Whatever he wanted to say I should listen. “Now you are quiet.” the statement died in the silence. “Why are you not saying anything?” you shouldn’t answer Y/N. Don’t lurk yourself in this trap. He wants you to speak. The hell,I came here to become part-time employee. What did I get myself into? “Mr.Kim you arrived your destination. Destination-your main office.” The fuck were you?! Where did this voice came from. The robo voice from the elevator doesn’t sound like this. “An unauthorized face in the office sir.” he lowly chuckled. “She is with me Gidian. Thank you for the warning. Come on little one. My office is better than the elevator.” Ah right. Y/N get out of the elevator. Slowly,don’t look too rushed. Don’t be intimidated by him although he walks so confident and he is so tall and his back look like a work of God even behind the suit. You horny bitch. Stay in the line of being scared,not horny. Scared. Remember,afraid. Not horny.

His office did really look nice. He had a fireplace with a big couch with few big old books wrapped in leather lying next to the sofa on a small black wooden table on the left. On the right he had a big monitor on a pitch black wall. And in the front he had a really big black mahogany desk with a leather I will say throne more than a chair. Maybe the Vampire theory isn’t so crazy now that I see his office. “Come. Where do you want to talk? On the couch or the desk? Gidian,clean my schedule for the next hour.” he was a prince. A dark prince. “Desk. Couch is too…intimate.” I answered,trying to put the fear down my throat,to sound proud and confident.“He laughed. A real laugh. Not faked smile or a smirk. And all of a sudden the laugh died and a smirk took its place. "What are you? You throw a fit in the middle of an employee recruitment. Then you confront me. You don’t flinch unlike others. And red Converse,seriously?” his tone was a satin drenched with sex. Why? Why the stupid smuts damn it? My head is full with all the things he could do to me right now and no one will know about it. All the places he can take me on and no one will find about it. Damn you hormones. I have had sex once in my life and strangely it didn’t hurt as much as I was worried. But with all the smuts I have read, I am a sex encyclopedia.

I found my voice after looking at him for what felt like an eternity. “I really like my Converse. They’re a present from my mother. Do they bother you,sir?” Something in him snapped for a second. He looked like a bewildered animal. For the first time he looked away from me. Lowly,almost deadly I heard his voice. “Work for me. Not as a part-timer. As a full time employee. Work for me. Only for me.”

He wanted me to work? After all I did? After I confront him infront of his minions and everyone else. After acting like a fool? “Why?” “I do things differently. You are different and I like that.” Namjoon circled his desk and walked to me. Although I wanted to run away,somewhere far away, I didn’t. Soon he was too close.“You are not scared. But I have the desire to make you.” one of his hands chained itself behind my back pulling me even closer. To wear a tennis skirt wasn’t the best decision now. So was coming here too. But Kim Namjoon smelled of a nice full of flavors parfume. Up close his smirk wasn’t scary. It was sexy. “You see little one,I love being the winner,the master. And you try to confront me. It’s fun. I want to have fun. I will keep you. Close to me.” his lips were moving and on my mind was just how they stop talking and put themselves to use to heal mine.“So that when I finally break you I will claim you as mine. But for now…” “Kim Namjoon,kiss me."dead in his sentence I watched as the scariest and mysterious man on Earth snapped and his eyes became grave black and his voice was the sin of every man. "Earn it. Work for me. Step by step I will satisfy whatever need you have for me. This is a one time deal,little one. Take it or leave from where you came."My mind. It stopped working rationally at the age of five. Why think wisely now? "I’ll do it. I’ll work for you. Now kiss me.” if it was possible his grip became even tighter. Our breaths were meddling in one. I looked away from Namjoon and stared at his chest waiting for him to say whatever. “Patience little one. I’ll give you everything you want and need. But patience.” my voice was a low whisper against his strong body.“Patience is also earned Kim Namjoon. Right now,I have none. I don’t know why am I so brave today,bu appreciate it and kiss me.” There he was,the bewildered animal,the final straw of self-control he had. His other hand roughly pulled my face towards his making our lips one whole. We were Legos. Perfect pieces put together. His lips moved slowly but surely. Aware that no matter how much I talked,he was the commander of my turned legal two weeks ago self. The moment finished fast and soon there wasn’t fluffy lips on mine anymore.

“I have three rules that I expect you to follow. Three. No more than three. One, no heels,pencil skirts or bright lipstick. I hate those things” this was easy. I never liked them anyway.“Two,never call me sir.”“Why?”“Just because. And three and the most important one of them. For you to be always be free for me. Whenever I call or send you a message. I’ll expect you to answer in that exact moment. Whenever I want to see you for you to be able to see me.

 "Welcome in my wolrd,little one”

Method to the Madness ~ Part One

Originally posted by chimcheroo

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I started at the schedule book, trying to understand where these words came from. I don’t remember writing this! But it looks like it’s written with my pen, and it’s my handwriting. I glared at the book, letting out a sigh of confusion. I closed the book before turning around in my spinning chair to my computer. I began to look through some files, doing the work which was set for me.


I looked up to see Bora approaching me. Her eyes were wandering around as if she was looking for something. I also looked around, curious as to what was going on.

“What is it?” I asked, looking at her for answers. It’s gonna be something stupid, I know it is. Bora works in the marketing department of the company. She only sees values in looks and money. She comes to visit when Mr. Kwon’s handsome and successful nephew comes to visit.

Though I’ve been here for a short time, I’ve figured out how things work. She must want someone’s attention.

“I heard from Yeji that some very handsome gentlemen came to visit Mr. Kwon.” She muttered. I stopped for a moment, also confused as to what she was saying.

“Ah! Yes, they said they had some business with Mr. Kwon.” I answered, trying to turn my attention back to the computer.

“Are they really that good looking? Yeji tends to exaggerate.”

I kept my eyes on the computer screen as I nodded, “Yes. They’re very good looking.”

A smirk pulled at lips, and she flipped her long black hair, pushing some behind her ear. I was expecting her to leave when another voice soon joined in.

“Are they still here?” This time softer. I inwardly groaned knowing that Yeji has now joined. They always gather around like this.

“Are you here to gawk over some men? Don’t you have things to do?” I muttered.

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Misunderstandings Pt. 1

Genre: Angst (SFW for now)

Pairing: Jumin Han x MC/Reader/You

a/n: This is the first fic we’ve ever posted! Hope you enjoy, requests will be answered shortly. Prepare yourself for angst! 

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Help Me Study

Alright so I’ve been working a very unexpected mark and pair that with writers block it doesn’t really help. I know I said I’d be posting a bunch but unfortunately shit happens. I’m doing my best and I’ll update every possible chance I get, just be patient with me guys <3 Anywho! This was a request I got a while ago and finally got around to writing it. I changed it up a little bit just cause I couldn’t think of what else to write but yea, here it is! 

“HELLO! I want to request an imagine where the reader is studying for an important test but mr j wants her to go out with him and he gets mad cause she doesn’t wants to but at the end she accepts to have a little bit of fun, please???” 


College was hard, no denying that. You thought high school was tough? The test you had coming up was worth 50% of your final grade and it had you stressing out. You were never good with test, anxiety always getting the better of you but that just gave you that much more incentive to study extra hard.

“Alright so for all real numbers b and c such that the product of c and 3 is b, which of the following expressions represents the sum of c and 3 in terms of b? What the fuck…” you muttered to yourself, reading the question aloud as if that would help you understand.

You felt his hands trail down your arms and back up, digging his thumbs in to the tender muscles in your shoulder. Your head rolled back at the lovely sensation of his touch and the pressure being applied to your stiff shoulders.

“You’ve been working non-stop. Come out with me. Come to the club, you can let loose a little bit baby,” he leaned down to whisper in your ear. His voice always raised goosebumps on your skin. “We can drink a little, have a little bit of fun. You need it baby, you’re gonna drive yourself insane.” He started to laugh maniacally at the irony of his statement consider his mental stability.  

“J you know I have that huge test tomorrow. I need to study. You know what’ll happen if I don’t study…” you said, referring to the awful panic attacks that you got whenever a test came around. He groaned and took his hands off your shoulders. You knew your refusal would set him off a little bit, you just prayed it would be minor.

“All this school shit Y/N. It takes up all your time. You never talk to me anymore and all you wanna do is study. Study, study, study. All you ever do. Such a waste of time too,” He spoke loudly, distancing himself from you. “You know what Y/N? I’m going to stop asking you to be with me. You want to ignore me? Fine. Have it your way then doll.”

You rolled your eyes at the drama of his statement. You knew something like this would come of you saying no.

“You’re being dramatic J. I know you never went to school but this means a lot to me. I know you don’t necessarily agree with it but please just be supportive, you know I need you J, always have and always will baby,” you reasoned with him as you stood up to wrap your arms around his neck in a loose embrace. “I need to study baby,” you concluded. He rolled his eyes and threw his head back in annoyance.

“Just take a break Y/N. I need my queen with me. I’ll die without you,” he said loudly adding a fake cry to the end to add to the dramatic effect he was aiming for. You chuckled and nodded.

“Fine. But only for like an hour. I need to do well on this test. If I go out with you do you promise to help me study when we get back?” He looked at you as if you were as crazy as him. He let out a long sigh, accepting your terms and nodded.

“Fine. I’ll help you study. Let’s go baby, go get dressed, we’re gonna have some fun tonight,” he said while gently tugging your hand, leading you to the bedroom.

As embarrassing as it was, J always had better style than you. He knew how to dress to impress. If you had it your way you would wear leggings or jeans all day every day but unfortunately for you that wouldn’t cut it with him.

“J can you help me pick what to wear? You know i’m no good at this,” you pleaded. He nodded and pulled out a few articles of clothing for you. He picked out a lace, high neck body suit with and open back, a fairly short pencil skirt, and black pumps.

“There, put this on and let’s go baby.” You threw on the outfit and put on some simple makeup including eyeliner and some dark red lipsticks. You had to hand it to yourself, when you tried you looked damn good. You bounced down the stairs and headed out to the back where J had pulled the lambo around.

“Mmm baby girl, the things I would do to you,” he whispered seductively in your ear from behind you as he wrapped his strong arms around your waist. You grinned and turned around placing your hands on his chest.

“Well that sucks baby because you said you would help me study! And when I say study I mean actually study, not fuck on my desk and call it educational,” you chuckled to yourself.

“I could teach you some things baby girl,” he said as he dropped his left eyelid in to a wink. You giggled and headed off towards the passenger side of his shiny new car.

Driving with J was always thrilling, the wild chases, the disobedience, no acknowledgement of the law, it made your heart race. You liked going out with him for sure but tonight was the exception, you really needed to pass.

“We can’t stay out very long. The test is tomorrow and I don’t think you understand how badly I need to pass,” you pleaded. He let out a groan as he rolled his neck.

“Fine. We’ve got business to take care of though so please darling, be patient for daddy,” he replied. You pulled up to the club and hopped out as J pulled around back, hiding the view to his shiny toy. Once he reached you he pulled you in close to his side and walked in to his domain with an aura of confidence and something else that elicited terror from everyone in the room, apart from you and Frost of course. A big burly man walked in to the private area where you and J sat and reached down to shake the green haired man’s hand.

“Nah, he don’t shake hands. Sit down, have a drink,” Johnny ordered. He nodded and took a seat in front of J, wary of every one of his moves in hopes that this wouldn’t be his last night.

“On behalf of everyone involved Mr. J, we thank you for your business. You’re making you some good money, and you’re making us good money. It’s been a pleasure doin’ business.” His thick Brooklyn accent sounded throughout the small room. J looked the man directly in the eyes with a menacing glare before throwing his head back and laughing his infamous, maniacal laugh.

“Now Tommy boy, are ya sweet talkin’ me? Trying to get on my good side? Butterin’ me up for a good time?” His voice got a tad higher with every question. The man sat in front of your boyfriend looked scared for his life.

“Nah man, just lettin’ you know how we all feelin’,” the man responded. He kept his cool, props to him, you thought to yourself. J’s face fell serious again.

“Then do ya wanna explain why we’re missing ten grand from your shipment?” The man’s face dropped, completely stumped as to what to say.

“That’s not possible. Counted it all myself,” he answered calmly with a tinge of precaution in his voice.

“J you know that we’re not short money, please just let him go tonight, I can’t be distracted,” you whispered in his ear, a weak attempt to extend the life of the terrified man in front of you. He rolled his neck and sneered, gripping his gold cane.

“Mmm,” he purred. “Must have been one of my boys. Please, good man, forgive me for my mistakes,” he said sarcastically with his usual flamboyance lacing his words.

“Thank you,” you mouthed at him. He nodded and turned back to the Tommy fellow.

“You can go. I’ll follow up,” he stated briefly and turned away. Frost approached the table and gripped the man’s bicep, pulling him from his seat and showing him the way out. “You owe me so much princess,” he grumbled at you. You smiled and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

“Thank you baby, means a lot,” you said back to him. He nodded and turned towards Frost. “How much longer do you think we’ll be?” you asked.

“You, my doll, are a very impatient little thing, have I ever told you that?” he said as he looked towards you. You chuckled and linked your arm through his. “Not much longer sweets. I’ve got one more meeting and then we can leave.” You smiled and leaned your head on his firm shoulder. “And no sweetheart, I won’t kill him. You’re welcome and you owe me,” he said seriously as he pulled you in to him.

After an hour of him bickering with a future prospect he kicked him out. You let out a long sigh of relief as you realized the night at the club had ended, finally. Your stretched your arms out and stood up.

“Time to go home,” you said excitedly. He nodded and grabbed his purple coat, pulling you towards the back door where the car was parked.

Eventually you got home and sat down at your lavish desk which was currently covered in books, papers, old excercises, everything that might even help. You flipped to the page where you left off and began reading each problem aloud.

“Doll, you want me to help. How do I help?” He questioned.

“Can you just read me these questions out loud to see if I answer them correctly?” He grunted and looked at the first problem.

“The function y= sin x and y= sin(x + a) = b, for constants a and b, are graphed in the standard, (x,y) coordinate plane below,” he paused to show you the picture of the graph on the page he was reading from. “The functions have the same maximum value. One of the following statements about the values of a and b are true. Which statement is it?” He concluded. He showed you the possible answers and gave you a minute to do the necessary work. After a while of working out the math problem you gave him and answer. “Congratulations doll, you got it right! Are we done now?” He complained. You felt bad for putting him through this so you just nodded and closed your books.

“Alright, let’s head to bed baby, long day tomorrow,” you said as you released a sigh.

“Thank God. You’ll do great doll, I know it.”

Thank you for helping me J, I love you,” you whispered in to his muscular chest as you layed down on the bed.

“I know princess, I know. And if he doesn’t give you a good mark, me and him are gonna have a little chat baby, don’t you worry about it. You shook your head and smiled, pulling the blankets up to cover your bare body and soon enough drifting in to the much needed deep sleep.

anonymous asked:

Can I request a daddy Taehyung smut where you're eating dinner with all the members and he fingers you under the table. And your like trying to hold in your moans, but it's getting harder and harder. And the rest of the members figure out what y'all were doing

Don’t play with your food:

Fingertips drumming against the table as your right hand struggled to hold the for steady against your lips eating some more of your pasta. Beads of sweat forming against your forehead in the center as your eyes danced around the table only to cast down on your food. You squirmed around a bit trying to clear your throat your legs trembling as you tried to think straight. Why were you in such a state? None other then Kim fucking Taehyung. 

It started with him asking you to come to a dinner for the members. It was a job well done dinner party hosted by none other than Namjoon himself. Of course you said yes, why would you have said anything else? You were their best friend and you had been with Taehyung for quite a while now. The only downside of it was you were the only girl dating a member. Sure they had friends and other things but that was it. And of course you didn’t ask them questions about their personal lives when they didn’t bring it up you just did you part with Taehyung to keep him happy. 

Pondering almost all week on what you would get, you brought a short black pencil skirt, and a sheer pink button down shirt. Tucking it in you had on a white camisole underneath it to hide your bra and your hair was up in pin curls in a ponytail. Makeup wasn’t too bad, pink lipstick on your lips. White and soft gray eye shadow as well as mascara and a little blush. 

Taehyung had told you that you look worth devouring and he himself was a fucking catch, that blonde hair plastered against his head and of course he couldn’t refuse putting on contacts. His black dress suit on with his blue shirt underneath, a black tie and black dress shoes. He was worth jumping on but you tried to hold it in. At least you did try unlike the certain man. 

As soon as you both reached the house the dinner was hosted in which happened to be the managers because the boy’s place were too small for this sort of feast the jokes started up. Looking at Taehyung you saw how flustered he was and he started to act a bit possessive, gripping on your hips and pulling you close to his body. But you tried to just play it off and smile and nod anything that would keep him satisfied. 

When food was served you sat in the middle of Taehyung and Jimin and Jin sat beside him. In front of you were none other than Hoseok, Namjoon on his right and Jungkook on his left. The table was filled with laughter jokes, and toasts. Everyone looked so dressed up as if you were all in a restaurant, it was the nicest thing you had ever saw. Starting to eat your food everything was going smooth until you felt that hand trailing up your parted left thigh. 

You shuddered at the feeling. Closing your legs you gave a glare to Taehyung squeezing his hand with your thighs but he just smiled sweetly at you and leaned in to press a kiss against your lips. His hand shoving its way up towards your panties were he started to draw lazy circles around your panties until you had a damp spot. 

You breathed deep steadying yourself as you filled your mouth with more food looking at him shaking your head gently. You knew it would be hard for you not to make a sound and Taehyung would give his all. He slipped your panties to the side rubbing his fingers up and down your folds slowly. Teasing you to get you very wet and needy for him. He was laughing and joking with the members like nothing was going on under the table like he wasn’t pressing his fingers inside of your pussy thrusting them in and out at a steady pace. 

He was finger fucking you, curving his fingers and stretching you out with scissor like motions. You were not extremely tight because you had fucked him last night and you knew tonight would become like last night. You bucked your hips slightly, tired of fighting it, how he made those come hither motions inside of your wet walls with his fingers stroking you. Your breast were hard against the shirt and your head kept dropping a bit eyes drifting shut every now and then. 

Apparently Jimin had been talking to you but you didn’t respond. “EARTH TO –! God, what are you thinking about?” Jimin asked you and at that time Taehyung decided to press his fingers against your spot quickly pumping his fingers in and out flexing his wrist so that he could rub your clit in a circular motion speeding up the pace. 

“I think she is thinking about a lot.” Hoseok mumbled as he watched you with a smirk causing you to laugh. Turning to look at Jimin.

“Aaah Jimin-ahh~” You used that pause to release the biggest sigh/ moan in your life. “I’m sorry I’m ignoring you. I didn’t mean to do it. I was thinking about work.” You said sweetly letting your eyes crinkle. 

“Working what? A pipe?” Namjoon asked shooting you a wink and Taehyung paused his fingers burying them deep inside of you,  You were frustrated beyond belief, your calf muscles tightened up as well as your thighs. Juices slipping down to stain your panties. You couldn’t believe Taehyung was fucking with you like this and then to just stop! 

Huffing and ignoring Namjoon’s comment you switched the subject successfully getting them to all interact with each other. Your hips started to move against Taehyung’s fingers and you were making sure to wind your hips trying to find and seek your release. Taehyung gave a soft chuckle and you knew that was to you his fingers moving again as he started to let you fuck yourself while he played with you. Your breathing got harder, it got faster and you had to brace yourself on the table with your forearms as more sweat came onto your body.  It took you a few more sly hip rollings to be releasing onto those thick fingers, your vision darkening for a second and you struggled to keep your eyes open looking as if you were twitching. 

“You know. We have a bathroom down the hall if you two need to.. Clean up.” Jungkook spoke calmly as Taehyung helped you ride out your orgasm. 

“E-excuse me?” You asked him jutting out your lower lips. 

“We aren’t dumb —. You forget we are all men and we know you two are fucking around. Taehyung is laughing too much at every joke even the unfunny ones, and even if he was good at sliding it off. You on the other hand barely responded.” Jimin admitted sheepishly looking off. 

“It was like she was twitching the whole time.” Hoseok snorted making everyone laugh. You felt your body turning hot you were so embarrassed. Shutting your eyes you kicked Taehyung under the table. 

“That leads to punishment.” Taehyung glared at you removing his fingers. He grabbed a paper towel to lick his fingers and grabbing your hand he pulled you from the table and down the hallway causing howls of laughter and ‘o’ noises to be heard.


Synopsis: Green is not a color that becomes Angela Ziegler.

Pairing: Pharmercy / Rocket Angel (Fareeha “Pharah” Amari/Angela “Mercy” Ziegler)

She is gorgeous, jet hair flowing past her shoulders in lustrous waves that shine even in the low light of this smoky pub Lena’s dragged them to. She walks toward them, hips swaying, her endless legs showcased by her short black pencil skirt and sky-high Louboutins Angela would snap her ankles in if she attempted to wear them. The flash of red sole Angela glimpses every time she takes a step matches the crimson of the sleeveless blouse that reveals the swell of generous breasts. Her eyes, brown like melted chocolate, or a latte, or some other food-related metaphor meant to convey their richness and depth, are framed by impossibly long lashes — Angela fears they are 100 percent genuine. Her face is perfectly symmetrical, lacking any blemishes; and her full lips are rouged the kind of red that scream of sex. She seems very familiar. Angela has the niggling feeling that she’s seen her somewhere before. And she is looking at Fareeha in a way that Angela knows too well.

It is, after all, the same way she looks at Fareeha.

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Scorpio Part 2

A/N This one is a bit long…. Enjoy

I stood and watched the convoy of black SUV vehicles pull up outside; I wandered what temperament The Joker would be in today after I denied him complete control yesterday. The only thing he wants more than anything is complete control and everyone’s submission. I watched J’s men exit the vehicles militantly and surround the building, overkill if you ask me. Mister J’s bright green slicked back hair gives his presence away as he steps out of the back seat of the middle SUV shortly followed by his right hand man Frost. I can see both of their confused looks looking up wandering why I have asked them here. I am stood in the lobby of one of Gotham’s finest hotels, marble pillars surrounding me. Everything in sight is framed with Gold décor; the chairs, tables, portraits and the unmanned reception desk.

  Today I look like I could be the receptionist with my short black pencil skirt and sleeveless lose dark purple blouse exposing my large gothic tattoo of a fallen angel on my forearm. My jet black hair was down covering the bruises around my neck. I had my personal bodyguard Dylan stood behind me. His 6”2 stature dwarfing my 5”4 athletic frame. He was a good companion, fiercely loyal; He knew everything that I knew in regards to business, I valued his opinion in all matters. He has the most defined jaw line and emerald green eyes with short messy blonde hair; he looked more like a model than a bodyguard. He was deceptively strong, quick thinking and brutal if required. “Think he’s trying to impress ma’am” Dylan whispers to me as we both watch The Clown Prince walk through the glass doors “Well he can certainly dress to impress” I whispered back while smiling. He was donning a white shirt half unbuttoned tucked into black trousers which hung just off his hip. He wore an array of gold chains around his neck; his black shoulder strap gleamed with gold studs cradling two custom made firearms. In his left hand which had a menacing grin tattoo he held a single red rose. “Are you trying to sweeten me Mister J? I asked coyly.

“ Just showing a beautiful kitten respect” he replied as he bowed down and the offered the rose as a noble knight would to a queen. I accepted the rose and did a curtsy in return. He smiled almost cheekily “Shall we” I motioned towards the elevator. He gave an after you gesture, as I turned Dylan stepped to the left to allow me past and followed us towards the elevator Frost also followed suit. “Frost, stairs!” Joker demanded pointing with a heavily ringed finger “Boss” he obliged and starting heading towards the staircase. I nodded to Dylan, he was to do the same; he threw me a concerned look but he knew I could take care of myself. As soon as the elevator doors closed J stepped behind me and ran both his hands down my sides to my hips and pulled me back, he purred “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about what I’d do to you when I had you all to myself” I let out a sigh and shiver as I felt his warm breath on my neck, he responded by slowly moving his hands up my leg to underneath my skirt. I leaned back into him and brushed the rose softly down his face, I jerked my hand so one of the thorns grazed his face. He let out a growl as the rose thorn penetrated his skin. “Business before pleasure” I whispered. The elevator came to a jerky halt and the doors slid open. I left the elevator with a very frustrated Joker burning scowls into the back of me. I’m glad I moved away quickly if I would have let him feel me and how wet he had made me we would not be leaving that elevator for a while, I am not giving him that control just yet I’m having too much fun. It was obvious as we made our way down the corridor what room was mine. I had placed two muscle men outside my room in fully black attire, Frost and Dylan also found it obvious as they were waiting next to guards. As we approached the guard on the left opened the door and did not gaze at me or my guest. “Dylan take Frost into the next room we won’t be long” Frost took a second to gain approval from Mister J when it was given he followed Dylan into the next room. My room was large and fully furnished, there are two sliding doors blocking the view to the bedroom and ensuite. There was a large table in the middle of the room accompanied by two large sofas with gold décor around the edges; the pale pink floral coverings were not my favourite. Before I could ask J to have a seat he had walked round one of the sofas and was drumming his fingers along the top of the chair “I’m getting impatient now doll, what is it you want to show me? Or I’ll strap you down to the bed in there and show you some of my toys” I calmly walked and took a seat on the other sofa taking a few more seconds to cross my legs than normal watching his lustful stare “Watch this” I picked up the laptop form the glass table and passed it over as he sat down.

The camera footage showed a delivery area at the back of a warehouse with its shutters open timestamped 11:55pm. 5 masked men carrying AK-47’s and wearing obscure creepy masks were stood in a semi-circle facing outward guarding the large pallet which sat behind them. Two minutes later baby face masked man on the far left turned to panda face man next to him and they both shrugged their shoulders in confusion. The other men also started to look around in confusion. Grandpa face man nudges clown face man in the centre; he hesitates for a few moments before he takes out his phone and dials. The grainy camera footage ends.

The Joker looks up from the screen “I gave strict instructions to have no surveillance at the pick-up warehouse” He hisses and launches the computer on the floor and leaps up from the chair and walks round the back of it running both his hands through that fluorescent hair of his. “That’s the point it’s not ours” I calmly replied as I took a sip of tea from the floral china. “Well whose is it then and how come you have the feed!” he impatiently requested. “It’s one of the Bat’s cameras, and I have the feed because I’m the best hacker…well ever remember” I couldn’t help but brag. He’s so damn hot headed and forgot why we work together. “I’ve been in Batsy’s computer for year’s invisible, anything he has I have” I continued, I literally have no idea why I just shared that information with the notorious psychopath. Only Dylan was impartial to that information, no one knows how I do what I do and that’s part of why people hire me. “I noticed the feed go up a few hours before the pick-up was due. I arranged that the pickup didn’t happen and the shipment was moved; someone was compromised, the shipment will be delivered to the second location when I leave.” The anger dropped from Mister J’s face as he realises I saved our asses and a lot of money only for a second though. “So where’s the fucking asshole leak! He needs to be dealt with” the corners of his blood red lips twitched with rage. “Well that’s why I brought you here” I said as I stood up feeling pretty good about myself. I strutted over to the closed double doors and pulled them open. A large oak 4 poster bed with silk cream sheets was revealed. To the right of the bed was a writing desk which was covered with a large black sheet. There was a tanned muscular man propped up on the bed, his hands were cuffed to the bedposts above him. The stern face was swollen and bloody; the blood from a large gash down his cheek had started to coagulate and was becoming crusty. A ball gag invaded his mouth allowing only muffled cries; The sweat from his forehead dripped down to his toned torso, an array of skull tattoos covered the left side of his chest. His white boxers which were now clear in some places with sweat covered the tops of his legs which were also cuffed at his ankles with under the bed restraints he quivered as I took as step closer to him “I know how you like to deal with assholes personally so I’ve just wrapped him for you, I had to have a go first” I smiled and beckoned him to enter. The Joker walked over and undressed the writing desk and the “present” squealed as the selection of tools was revealed. Those crystal blue eyes lit up like a kid at Disneyland. “Oh baby, daddy’s going to have so much fun” his slender inked fingers running over the selection of toys he has to play with. “Where do you think you’re going doll face” He questioned. “I’m a busy woman J” I turned my head as I was walking to the door and winked. He could see through my hard to get act now, he knew I wanted him “Well you better be free this evening, I’ll send a car at 7 and wear something sexy for daddy…I’ll be keeping these restraints” He smirked. “Tell Frost to go and make arrangements for a VIP quest tonight” He growled. “Yes Sir” I said and performed a salute and left to go and find suitable attire for tonight’s arrangement.


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Request: Hi! I really liked seungcheol’s smut with gifs! So can I request for Joshua smut with gifs?

-Sorry it took so long ;(



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Request: Sins and Non-Sins and what their wardrobe would consist of in real life


Meliodas: T-shirt and jeans with sneakers, plain and simple. Likes denim jackets over nice shirts with sneakers. Often wears shorts.

Diane: Rocks off-the-shoulder sweaters with shorts and high-top converse.

Ban: Since his torso is a mile long, regular shirts are like crop tops on him, but he doesn’t care, he rocks them. Likes Letterman jackets and leather.

King: Usually t-shirts, but has no problem with wearing button-ups, especially if he wants to look nice. Adores sweatpants and hoodies, and often just wears pajamas, even if he’s going out somewhere.

Gowther: The most stylish motherfucker on the block. I’m talking nice, ironed button-ups and jeans that fit him perfectly. Blazers are a must, will occasionally wear a scarf.

Merlin: Lots of black and purple, most articles of clothing being lace, see-through, or very short. Pencil skirts and heels all day every day.

Escanor: Button-ups where the buttons are straining to contain his manliness and jeans.


Elizabeth: Sweater beanies, big sweaters with either jeans or leggings. Can rock both flats and heels.

Gilthunder: Oh my god, total hipster. Like, I’m talking sweaters, scarfs, button-ups, beanies, suspenders. Someone stop him.

Howzer: Surfer dude all the way. If he’s not wearing swimming trunks, he’s wearing cargo pants. If he’s wearing a shirt, it’s Under Armour.

Arthur: Merlin makes sure her son is dressed nice before he leaves the house, and she will snatch him back real quick if he’s wearing some dumb shit. Beanies and converse, lots of hoodies and denim/cotton jackets.

Guila: Likes pastels, like blue and pink. Wears dresses every day, most of which have lace trims or a small bow. Cute, girly clothes.

Jericho: Denim shorts and either sweaters or tank tops, it depends on the day. Athletic, but still a bit girly.

Elaine: Cute sweater dresses, and lots of things with bows. Lots of pink and white.

Helbram: Middle school, teenage boy clothes. T-shirts with memes on them, regular jeans, converse, occasionally wears hats like snapbacks.


WARNING: some might be offended please don’t take this seriously thank ;*
WWE Imagine

Appearances: Aj Styles x Reader
Prompt: Aj and you are going to a Halloween party, set in the church theme. Things get heated and you hide in the confession booth.
Word Count:1107
Author’s notes: Yes! Never too soon for Halloween.
Warnings: Could be taken offensively, they are in a church setting let that be known before you read this. Smut, Language.

“Are you almost ready?” Aj called a little agitated through the door to your closet. “Almost baby, are you in costume yet?” you call back, praying he was. “ Yes, I feel a little dirty, are sure this isn’t offensive?” Aj calls back, you can hear him fidgeting with his costume. “It’s a church theme, I’m sure we are fine” You giggle, thinking about Aj in his costume made you bite your lip. “Ok” You say stepping out of the closet.
“What do you think?” You ask turning from front to left, then to your right, then in a slow circle so he could get a full-view of the costume. “Um, You look…Wow” he says, his jaw popping open a little, his teeth catching his bottom lip. “Looking good sister” He laughs after a moment more of staring at you. You giggle, turning pink. You took in Aj’s costume. He wore a pair of black tapered jeans, a black button up shirt and the collar a Father would wear. He looked sexy, in a weird perverse kind of way. You stood in front of him, in 5 inch black stiletto pump heels, a short tight pencil skirt that came about mid-thigh, black stockings that you could clearly see were attached to a black garter, a tucked in black short sleeve button up with the top three buttons undone and a nun’s cap. You held a wooden ruler.

“Ready? We’re going to be late!” You hit him in the arm with the ruler playfully, walking past him.
“Yep let’s go!” He laughs, picking you up bridal style as he passes, making you giggle and scream. “To the car!” You laugh pointing the ruler towards the sky.


“You look great!” Becky nearly runs to meet you at the door, you blush, “Thanks, I’ve been working out super hard to feel good in this!” You laugh taking in her outfit. She was dressed in a pair of short blue, high waisted sailor shorts, a white and blue pin stripped shirt tucked in to them, and her hair was in curled pig-tail. “Beck..Are you a alter boy?” You giggle “Yeah! Like it?” She beams, “Yes” You laugh, suddenly feeling a arm wrap around you, you turn and it’s Aj. “Wow, nice costume” he says to Becky. “Thank you Father” Becky laughs in her ever beautiful accent. “Becky?” A familiar voice calls from behind Aj, You all turn and see Xavier walking towards you, in what looks to be a Jesus costume. “Hey!” Becky smiles nearly jumping into his arms. “You look great!” She smiles at him. Aj leans in and whispers in your ear softly so only you can hear. “ I think I have a confession” You stiffen. “Shall we?” You smile evilly up at him. He nods, a lop sided-grin spreading across his face.

“We are going to get a drink” Aj says smoothly in his sweet southern voice. “I trust I’m leaving you in capable hands?” You smile at Becky and nod towards Jesus. “I think I can manage” she giggles looking at Xavier. Aj smiles at Xavier, “Thank God right?” You all giggle and laugh. “Drinks” You laugh pushing Aj and his dad jokes towards the confession both. “In a hurry?” He chuckles, as you both slip in a booth without being seen.

“Aj” You moan kissing him deeply, his hand roaming up your thigh he stops at your panties, rubbing you softly threw them. “Please?” You beg, grinding into him. You reach down and grope him through his pants, “Woah! We are in a church little lady!” Aj moans into your neck, softly kissing you and looking at you with fake shock on his face, “Forgive me father for I have sinned” You moan into his neck as his fingers sink into you. “Oh you are a dirty girl!” Aj’s voice is husky in your ear, “Besides, I don’t want you to call me father, I want you to call me Daddy” His eyes smolder as he looks you in the face, a shiver running through you. He yanks down your panties, the his pants quickly, positioning himself in front of you, and putting your legs on either on of his shoulders, forcing you to lean back against the bench seat in the booth.
“Aj! Why are you putting my feet like that?” You ask as he pins your feet to his shoulders when you try to move them. “I figure it’s only right that one of us go heels to Jesus” He laughs as he plunges into you. You stifle a loud moan, as Aj slams into you over and over, your hips meeting. “Aj” you whimper, your voice low, “Just a little more baby, we got to be quick” His voice is thick, his breathing husky as he thrusts deeper and deeper into you. “Aj I’m going to cum!” You breath, biting your lip to stifle the moan. “Cum for Daddy baby girl!” He growls as he pushes harder into you. You cum hard, and it takes everything you have not to scream. “I’m close!” He grunts, releasing your legs. You giggle quietly and sink forward to your knees, taking him in your mouth. “God Yes!” He hisses, his hand on your cheek. “Right there baby!” He groans, thrusting his cock into your mouth as you swirl your tongue around the tip. “I’m going to cum” he moans, pushing as far as he can into your mouth. You swallow his load and stand, adjusting yourself. “Do I look presentable father?” You giggle standing in font of him, “Yes ma’am you do, but I don’t think you’re getting into heaven with those lips” He points at the corner of your mouth. You smile and lick the last of him of your mouth and adjust his collar. “That was fun” You muss, peeking out of the booth to make sure no one was looking. You both exit quickly. Aj leans into your hair as you walk and whispers “ Ma’am, I hate to say this, But your Holy is showing” As he pulls the back of your skirt down where it was hitched before anyone can see your rear. You giggle, “Well thank you” you smile giving him a quick kiss.

Working Daddy

“Ugh get your ass up, we are going to be late to work!” I shout at Jimin throwing my body pillow at his sleeping form.

“I’M NOT GOING!” He pouts pulling the covers over his head. I sigh looking down at him with rage. We don’t have time for this! He is CEO and I don’t need him being late CONSTANTLY to work. I mean he’s not the only CEO but he’s just as important. Besides I wanna keep my job too dammit!

“REAL men don’t lay in bed all day and mope! ASS UP NOW!” I yell climbing on top of him and he sighs wrestling with me knocking me on my back.

“Stacey thinks I’m a real man..” He says laughing down at my expression. I push him off of me and I slap his face making him laugh maybe at the fact that I slapped him.

“Fuck you. Get ready.” I say getting up from the bed going into the restroom slamming the door.

I fix my hair straightening it so that it falls over my shoulder’s and down my back. I put on makeup making sure my eyes stand out behind the smoky eye liner. Once I make sure my eyebrows are good as well I finish up going into the closet when Jimin passes by laughing at me. I wanna punch him in the fucking face. He has on a long purple button down shirt with a white tie and black dress pants. I look back at his ass wanting to grab it so bad but I resist it. I go into the closet shutting the door behind me. And then I get my own ideal.


“YAH!! Your talking about me! Your going to be late!” He yells at me and I smirk speaking to him through the door.



“JIMIN!” I yell and I hear him retreat mumbling a small I love you.

I smile widely looking at my clothes closely. I take out a black short pencil skirt and a white button down shirt. I slip off my panties deciding today I’ll take out vengeance on Jimin. He knows I hate when he talks about other co-workers. Especially those who eye him. It’s not that I don’t like the girl. She’s sweet when she wants to be and funny. But I don’t like how she’s chair hopping to everybody’s bed. And to make it worse she’s after my man. I can’t blame her though. No one knows we are together. I would probably get fired for fucking the CEO who is also my lover. I should’ve said no since I’m his noona. But how could I when he had me pinned against the wall grinding those hips into me?!

I put the pencil skirt on and then I decide to put on a light pink bra that is see through in my white shirt. I button a few of the bottom buttons up but I make sure that my breasts are exposed a bit. I reach up in my closet getting a pair of high black heels putting them on my feet slipping out of the closet. I go into the bathroom smirking at my reflection and checking out my ass in the mirror. I fluff my hair out a bit putting on clear lip gloss on my lips to add the extra touch.

I walk down the stairs and go to the kitchen grabbing my phone and house keys. I hail a taxi cab even though I own a car as well as the damn playboy CEO. But he never wants me coming home without him. I get in the taxi and the driver is eyeing me. I sigh looking out the window putting earphones in my ear not paying attention the the pervert. When we get to my job I give him the money holding on to it a bit scaring him.

“The next time you stare me down like I’m a piece of meat I will put your tires on flat and fuck you up. Is that understood?” He opens his eyes wide and nods his head as I snarl and get out of the taxi slamming the door and fixing my skirt to fall halfway down my legs.

I walk up the stairs to the business that is currently making millions in Seoul. I walk inside the class doors and all eyes are on me as I make my way to the elevator twisting extra hard just for effects. I press three on the elevator and when it swings open it reveals more guys and girls who all have their eyes on different parts of my body. They don’t have to tell me I look good. I know it. That’s another reason Jimin chose me. I get in the front pressing three on the elevator again sighing a bit as one guy stands to close to me. I look around the elevator planning out more shit to do to Jimin. When the elevator opens I go down the hallway about to sit at my desk when my other boss Namjoon stops me.

“We have a meeting today —.” He says looking up and down my body.

“Yes sir. Which room?” I say smiling brightly letting him know I am not scared of him or any of the other CEO’s at all.

“Park Jimin’s room.” He says smiling when my smile falls a bit.

I nod my head walking around him down the hall to a room that has tinted black doors. I push them open pilling into the room Namjoon behind me. Jimin stops talking and he turns around looking at me his eyes going straight to my chest. I see one open seat and it’s besides another thirsty office slut. I sigh and go sitting by her and she smiles at me as Jimin starts talking to me and making eye contact with me.

“Do you see how he’s looking at me?! Before too long CEO will be a tied down man.” She says giggling and I raise my eyebrows at her. I guess my anger showed because Jimin calls me out.

“— what do you think we should do about sales in the sex toy department.” He smiles at my flushed face and I cough looking off.

“Does my opinion really matter? Most of you are CEO’s my job is to be the receptionist.” I say leaning back in my seat.

“Yes but I’m sure most girls own their own toys don’t they? So SURELY you should know how to handle it.” Everybody’s head turns towards me and I don’t say anything I just shake my head putting my head down anger rising in my features as well as my blushing. What’s wrong with this idiot?!? Why is he acting this fucking way?!
“Well surely you Karin would know what girls like in sex toys. You told me in a meeting you and I had what you liked about them??” He says and I shoot my eyes at him.

She answers he questions and he smiles in satisfaction. I sit though the whole meeting ready to damn near quit and fuck Park Jimin up. When everyone files out of the office he grabs me shutting the door.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!?” He asks pointing at my outfit. I look down at myself and back up at him.

“My work outfit?” I ask trying to sound as sarcastic as possible.


“You know what?! Fuck you! Your not so innocent here Park. I wear what I fucking want!” I say stepping up to him looking down at him because lets face it I am taller then him in heels.

“What are you talking about?” He asks and I pinch his cheeks. He slaps my hands from his face and I laugh.

“Your such a kid Jimin. Grow the fuck up. First you throw Stacey in my face. As if she’s fucked you. As if she’s had what I had?!? And then you come in here and you say that you’ve had a meeting with Karin?!? About SEX TOYS?!? YOU’VE BEEN HAVING FUCKING INTIMATE CONVERSATIONS WITH OTHER WOMEN WHEN YOU LIVE IN MY HOUSE?!? SLEEPING IN MY BED!! I AM THREE YEARS OLDER THEN YOU! AND I HAVE TO TREAT YOU LIKE A DAMN CHILD. REAL MEN DON’T DO STUPID SHIT. AND FROM WHERE I’M STANDING YOUR STILL A BOY IN MY EYES. GROW UP. OR YOU TOO WILL HAVE TO BUY BLOW UP DOLLS TO KEEP JIMIN JUNIOR HAPPY!” I say shoving past him and slamming the door.

It really doesn’t make it better that my desk is literally across the hall from his room. So when he opens his doors three hours later revealing an untucked shirt with the buttons undid and his tie partly untied you can say that that was a bit to much for me to handle at that moment. His eyes catch mine and I shiver looking off. I’m not still mad at him. I kinda felt bad for calling him a boy. Because he’s not. He’s doing good for the company. But that cocky attitude. I just wanted to hurt him as much as he hurted me.

“I need you to come file papers in my office.” He says bracing his hands down on my desk. I look up at him raising an eyebrow.

“And if I don’t want to?” I ask and he sets his mouth in a thin line. I can see his teeth clenching and un-clenching. I get up walking briskly into his office looking at the mess on his desk as he closes the doors.

“Really Jimin?!?” I complain turning around to look at him.

“Getting messy is a part of growing up.” He says and I mumble a ‘apparently.’ I feel rough hands grab me by my hair and I whine as one comes around my body to rest at my throat.

“I think those high heels are making you feel a bit to powerful. But that’s ok I’ll knock you back down to size. I said clean this desk. I’ll be gone for an hour and when I get back everything better be fucking spotless. Or you will pay.” He says letting me go. I hear the door open and close and I look back throwing mini tantrum.

I walk aorund the office trying to get some of this shit cleaned up. I sigh putting the papers into two big stacks sighing heavily and sitting in Jimin’s chair. I know I shouldn’t be doing it but I’ve been up for at least an hour trying to stack and file papers. I’m sweating the sun is peering down through the glass window. I put my feet on the desk laying back almost falling asleep. I guess I’m a light sleeper because as soon as I hear his voice I jump up and I decide to bend over at his filing cabinet letting my skirt rest at my ass. Just to show him a bit of my bare ass.

“Noona did you-” Jimin’s voice is cut off as I look back at him acting cute an innocent. He shuts the doors slowly smirking at me and I see him walk to me in slow big strides. He gets in front of me and I look down at him my cheeks heating up as he pulls at my top.

“You like testing me don’t you? You think because I let you dominate twice that you own this?!” He asks and even though I know I’m no where close to in charge I nod my head curious to what he’s going to do. He smirks bringing my head down so his lips can meet mine. He picks me up after kissing me for a while and he throws me on the desk shoving the papers onto the floor into a big mess. But neither of us cares anymore. He slides his tongue in my mouth as I brace my feet on the edge of the desk opening my legs for him and he takes advantage slipping a finger inside of my already wet pussy. I groan wrapping my tongue around his and he breaks the kiss taking his tie off.

“I got new toys today. It seems that you have a bunch of free time on your hand. So you can be my test subject.” He says laughing sadistically and I shake my head.

“Not here I won’t!” I yell. He grabs me by my throat slamming me on my back as he hoovers over me his muscles popping out of his shirt.

“If I fucking recall I wasn’t asking I was telling you. I think I need to shut you up for a bit. It won’t take me long to make you break. You call me daddy for a reason.” He says.

He pulls away and I feel my self shiver from the inside loving when he’s like this. I just would never admit to him for the sake of me walking. He slips his tie off still looking down at me biting his thick lips. I sigh looking around the room and he grabs my chin making me look at him. He raises the tie up to my lips and he pushes against my lips.

“If I have to make you open your mouth I swear to god your not walking out of here in one piece.” He says. I groan knowing he means business. I open my mouth and he slides the tie into my mouth shutting me up. I lift my head up a bit so he can tie it around my head. I lay back down and he rips my shirt open. I whine knowing that was coming. I sit up and he takes the shirt off of me playing with my breast through my bra.

“Before I finish. I want you to undress me.” He says. I look at him sighing heavily. I get off the desk taking off his shirt unbuttoning each button slowly. I push his shirt off his shoulders noticing that he is sweating a bit due to the room becoming hoter or us just becoming more turned on. I trace my fingers up and down his abs and he bites his lips trembling a bit under me. I laugh at him and he wraps his fist around my hair pushing me down on my knees.

“I see being nice with you isn’t working today. So I’m gonna treat you like daddy’s little slut today.” He says and I jerk my head back.

“OH GOD P-PLEASE NO!” I whine around the tie and he slaps my cheek softly laughing at my expression.

“Nuhuh no talking only listening today slut. I’m in charge. I don’t give a damn if the whole department walks in here you will not stop until I say so. Understood?” He asks and I nod my head looking up at him.

“Good know un-due my pants. With your teeth.” He takes the tie from my mouth and I sigh but nod my head leaning up as his grip on my hair tightens. I unzip his pants with my teeth and very hard but with luck I un-due the button with my teeth as well letting them fall to his ankles. I look up at him biting my lips as I slide his boxers down.

“Is daddy gonna fuck his little slut hard today?” I ask him and he smirks grinding his dick against my face before slapping his member across my cheek a couple of times.

“I’m going for the kill. I’m trying to destroy your insides today.” He says and I moan opening my mouth licking his tip.

He watches me cussing a bit as I slide my tongue up and down his length tracing the under side of it as well as the top. My tongue swirls around his tip and I lap up his precum looking back up at him. Happy that he is panting hard because of me. I decide that I do want to please daddy. So I wrap my pretty glossy lips around his tip sucking at it. I slide my mouth further along his dick taking him letting him hit the back of my throat. I nuzzle my nose into his small amount of pubic hair breathing in his scent a bit shivering once again as I raise my hands us to stroke and tease his balls.

I pull off of his dick taking his left ball into my mouth sucking on it and he moans loudly sitting in the chair. I get closer to him taking my hand and stroking his member at a fast pace as I slide my mouth to his right ball sucking it just as hard. I play with his ball sack using my tongue and I bite it soflty making him groan and look down at me with clouded lust filled eyes. I deep throat him and he pounds up into my mouth making spit come out of my mouth and down my chin as I relase moans around his dick.

“You like that you little slut? YOU LIKE DEEPTHROATING DADDY’S COCK?!” He asks me slapping my cheek as the other tightens around my hair. I moan looking up at him and he groans getting back up choking me as he pounds harder into my throat and I brace my hands on his legs scratching down his legs and he pulsates in my mouth starting to thrust erratically.

“I’M CUMMING BABY!” He shouts filling my mouth. I moan grabbing his ass cheeks pushing him further down my throat making sure I suck up everything. He groans loosening his grip on my hair and sliding out of my mouth. He is panting heavily and I lick my lips looking up at him.

“You got two seconds to get that skirt off or I’m ripping it.” He says and I get up quickly unzipping it and pulling it down my legs leaving me in just my bra. But the way he eyes it, I soon take it off as well looking at him.

He pats the wooden desk and I get on it facing him. He pulls me to him rubbing my clit with one finger his hand locking my face in place making me stare at him as his finger circles my clit. I cry out biting on my bottom lip and he smirks shoving his finger in my mouth. I taste my juices on his finger as he pulls a vibrator from his desk.

“Lay on your stomach baby.” He says and I groan rolling over as he slips his finger from my mouth.

“I want you to place your hands at both sides of this desk baby.” When I do as told he brings out handcuffs, handcuffing me in place. When I jerk on the handcuffs I whine frustrated that I can’t move. Even if people come in. I’m screwed. He spreads my legs wide placing one of my legs on the desk making me bend it as the other one shakes unsteadily. He leans down blowing on my clit and I whine out his name softly. He slaps my ass and I look back at him.

“What do you call me?” He asks and when I don’t answer he grabs his belt hitting my ass with it and I groan more laying my head on the desk filling pain shoot up my back.

“D-daddy!” I whimper softly. He rubs the bruises on my ass biting into it with his teeth and I moan jerking forward my wrist pulling on the cuffs.

He pushes a dildo into my pussy and I open my mouth as my pussy squeezes around it. He spreads my ass cheeks wide trying to watch me suck the thing in. I hear him release his first groan and I can’t help but smile despite being sprawled out across his desk.

“Daddy wants to see how much you can take.” He says turning it on the smallest setting.

“If you cum I will not fuck you. I won’t let you go. I will host another meeting and let everyone see how much of a slut you are for daddy’s cock. You don’t want that right?! Good girl then behave.” He says patting my ass and I lay my head on the desk trying to think about anything but this.

He slides the vibration up a bit leaving it still, my juices falling onto the desk. He rustles with something else and then I fill him spread my ass cheeks wide. I don’t worry to much until I feel his tongue push against my asshole and I cry out trying to get away from him my whole body burning red as he dives his tongue into my ass.

“D-DADDY T-THAT’S SO UNGG! N-NASTY!” I pant and he holds me in place sliding his tongue deeper into me making me moan more and struggle against the desk as drool falls from my mouth due to the pleasure my body is going through. He finally slides his tongue out pressing something circular to my ass. He pushes it in and I look back at him seeing him smirk at me as he holds up anal black beads that get bigger and bigger the further you go.

“I had to use my tongue baby. I don’t have any lube. From your reaction I’m going to have to do this more often.” He says softly pushing another bead into me and I roll my hips jerking deadly when the vibrator brushes against my spot.

“I see your moving to much. Lets turn this up higher shall we baby girl?” He asks turning the setting to the middle. I feel my eyes roll back as I lay still on the table my body convulsing and shaking every now and then but the vibrations are so strong he has to place my other leg on the desk due to it shaking so much.

He continues sliding beads into me and I feel so full and spent on his desk and he’s not even through. He slaps my ass and I feel the beads move inside of me making me groan. He laughs sliding two more in before he shoves one of the big ones in me and I know he’s close to the end. He tries to push another one it but it won’t go and he slaps my ass again making me clench around the beads and thrash my head around.

“It seems daddy’s little slut can’t handle anymore. But we will work on that.” He says and I nod my head against the desk not arguing with him.
He pushes the vibrator in and out of me slowly making my legs shake as more juices drip onto his desk. He licks my clit as he turns the vibrator on the highest setting and a blood curling scream of pleasure rips through my throat.

He bites harshly on my clit holding his teeth there as he flicks his wrist hitting my spot with that damned vibrator. I feel him trace his tongue up and down my slit as he thrusts the vibrator deeper and harder into me. I roll my eyes back throwing my head back in pleasure as I feel myself getting closer.

“No cumming.” He warns and I pant nodding my head.

“YOU BETTER FUCKING NOT!” He yells pulling my head back hard by my hair and I look at him in his eyes. He presses the vibrator right against my spot and I cry out trying to get free from the cuffs but it’s no use.

“PLEASE!” I shout out but he shakes his head pulling the vibrator out and pushing it back inside of me. I groan closing my eyes and I bite my lips.

“You want to cum that bad baby? Get daddy’s desk all drenched in your cum. Would you be a good girl and lick it up? Perhaps while I pound into your little cunt for being such a bad girl huh? Would you like that as I drive into you over and over again until your cumming around the real thing? And I feel you up to the brim?!” He asks. I can’t take his words my body shake and as soon as I’m about to release he removes the vibrator from me letting me fall forward. I cry against the desk as I feel my orgasm fall from me. I don’t even look up at him as he shoves it back inside of me pressing it back against my spot. I lay there biting my lips as my orgasm approaches much quicker this time but he takes it away from me denying me again. He hums turning it off and I lay there panting trying to calm myself down and keep myself from crying.

I hear him walking around the desk and I feel him pick my head up. He looks down at me his features softening a bit. He kisses my lips before he kisses both of my teary eyes kissing my tears away.

“This is what happens when you go against daddy. I told you the first day we met your age was just a number. It doesn’t feel good getting told no does it?” He asks me and I shake my head looking off. He nibbles on my neck and I moan softly leaning my head against his.

“Has daddy’s little girl learned her lesson?” He asks me and I nod my head slowly looking up at him as he kisses me again.

“Do you want daddy to make it better? Fuck your little pussy until your finally getting to release for me?” He asks and I nod my head eagerly.

“Like this or on your back? You’ve been so good, I’ll let you choose your position.” He says brushing my hair from my face.

“O-on my back daddy..” I say and he nods smiling softly at me. He gets the keys uncuffing me and he throws the keys and cuffs back in the drawer before he turns me on my back pulling at the beads still in my ass. He leans down licking up my juices off of his dick and I whine looking up at him.

He leans down climbing on the desk with me spreading my legs wide. He sucks on my neck as he rolls his hips against mine his hard dick teasing my slit. He finally grabs the desk on both sides of my head and he pushes deep into me. I groan throwing my head back in pleasure as I grab his ass cheeks. He allows me to as he pulls out of me and dives back into me. I dig my nails into his ass as he leans down sucking on my breast grinding his hips down deep into mine. My legs sprawled out across his desk, out wide for him to fuck me like he wants. He bites into my left nipple rolling his hips down into me. I groan letting my hands drift up to scratch on his back a thing both of us loves.

He flicks his tongue against that left bud as he picks up his pace a little bit. He pulls back from my left nipple going to my right one to use his mouth on that one as well. He sucks it like he’s a baby sucking his mothers nipples and it makes me roll my hips back up against his. He pops his mouth from my breast bringing his lips to rest above mine as he looks down at me. When I see his biceps start to produce veins, I know he’s about to start fucking me harder.

He pulls all the way out and slams back into me making the desk sound off as it moves a bit. I groan biting into his neck sucking on the patch of skin there not really carrying about the consequences. He starts to thrust harder into me sliding in and out of me easily due to how wet he got me. He grabs my waist sliding my body under him so more. He grabs my hands with his locking them above my head as he continues to drill into my spot. Sweat slipping off of his body and landing on mine as he continues to drive my insane with his hips. I can’t even form a coherent word from the way he’s filling me up over and over with his length making sure to trace my walls, making sure I know who I belong to.

He rolls his hips searching for my spot and he finds it after one attempt. I moan loudly leaning up to kiss him and he kisses back letting me bite on his bottom lip. I slide my tongue in his mouth but he dominates the kiss continuing to pound against my spot making the desk move more. I thrust up to meet him every now and then but for the most part I just lay there and take it. I pull from his lips laying back down as he looks down at me. He lets my hands go picking me and carrying me to the window. I blush knowing he was going to do it.

He places my breast flush against it my skin getting goosebumps from the cold but the sun pierces me making me back hotter. He spreads my legs and pushes back into my pussy his body flush against mine as he grabs my hips pounding up hard into me. He bites my shoulder slapping my ass and I whine clawing at the window.

“If you look straight out you c-can s-see your mothers house.. Y-you think your mom can see what I’m doing to you? How I’m fucking you like a slut against my window in my office?” He asks and I shrug my shoulders just a complete moaning mess under him. He growls slapping my ass. He knows I’m close.
He holds what he doing pulling one of the anal beads out of me and I collapse against the window my legs bucking hard not keeping me up at all. He turns me around and picks me up in his arms bracing me against the file cabinets. He holds me close as I wrap both legs around his waist and he slides back in both of us moaning as he hits my spot. He starts pounding harder and faster into my spot reaching one hand down to tweak and rub my clit. I scratch down his chest before I tangle my hands in his hair pulling in and he pushes me harder against the filing cabinets if possible.

“D-DADDY I- I’M CLOSE!” I shout out and he nods his head sweat falling from his face as he bites his lips concentrating to make me cum. My toes curl as I lock my feet together above his ass leaning down head down on his shoulder not really being able to drag my nails across his skin due to the sweat. He starts to pull the beads one by one from my ass and I roll my eyes back my mouth falling open.

“FUCK DADDY JIMIN!!!” I cry out my voice cracked from all the screaming and moaning I’ve done and I fill a burn at my throat as my orgasm washes through me lasting until he pulls all the beads slowly out of me. He drops them on the floor kissing me as he fills me up to the brim his warm cum seeping deep inside of my pussy.

“— BABY!” He moans my name and I sigh as he holds me close to him.

He pulls out of me a bit later but he carries me to the desk. He picks up the beads off of the ground pouring a bottle of water on them and I sigh in embarrassment putting my face in my hands and he just laughs putting them back in the drawer. The door burst open and I jump almost falling off the desk. In scrolls Namjoon and Jin who halts in their tracks. I see Namjoon’s friend Kidoh peak around the corner as well as a blushing Jungkook.

“For shame.” Namjoon says pointing at me and I throw my hands up in defeat getting my shirt and my skirt trying to slide them on but Jimin has to help me. He puts on his pants as they stand with the doors open like idiots.

“How hard were you fucking her for her to scratch you like that?!?” Jin asks pointing to all the red angry bruises on his neck chest and arms leading to his abs. I scratch the back of my head feeling my cheeks flush as I look at them.

“WHAT DO YOU WANT!??!” I whine and Namjoon looks at me raising a finger at me.

“Your such a dirty girl. Don’t talk to me like that or I’ll get your daddy to punish you. I came actually to get your daddy. We have a meeting with a partner group. One of the CEO’S Hyosang is here…” He trails off looking at Jin who hits him repeatedly and I laugh faking a cough when Namjoon glares at me.

“Let me help her pick up this mess and I will be in there.” Jimin says and finally everyone looks around at the mess.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!?” Jin screams in horror.

“YOUR FUCKING ANIMALS!” Jungkook cries from the back and Jimin slaps my ass in pride as I side eye him.

“I’m not in this. I don’t know shit. Hear no screaming see no screaming.” Namjoon says walking to the door with his hands up.

“WAIT! How did you know I called him daddy?!” I ask Namjoon and he turns back around at me a blush painting his cheeks.

“Well not only did he dial my number I guess somewhere in your little session but even though these glass doors are tinted they are not sound proof. I am a whole floor above you and I still heard you beg for mercy. Next time play dead.” Namjoon says and Jimin chunks a book at the male who runs out of the door laughing with the rest of the guys. I grin at Jimin slowly but surely helping him clean up his mess. When we get done he walks me back outside and I feel the stares from everyone. He sits me at his desk and he kisses my lips.

“I love you —.” He says playing with my cheeks and hair.

“I love you to daddy.” I say and he leans up about to walk off. Namjoon and the rest of the members stop walking looking in our direction and I see our boss coming our way. He looks at Jimin’s hair. Then at my hair. Jimin’s wrinkled clothes, my destroyed shirt. Jimin’s missing tie due to my spit. My neck. Jimin’s neck. He looks at both of us in our eyes before he shakes his head.

“Become boss they said. Let girls work here they said. I won’t fuck them I swear! They said. It’ll be funn~! She’s just a friend! He says” Yongguk says dragging Jimin down the hall to the rest of the laughing men and I sigh placing my head on the desk knowing when we get home round two will be just as bad for me.

You Got The Job

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A/N: You guys wanted me to finish this so here it is. Enjoy!! :)

My fingers tapped nervously against the clipboard in my hands. I was going to be interviewed for a job today, and I really wanted to do a rather good job. This was one of the greatest company warehouse in the country. I just had to do a good job.

“Ms. (Y/L/N)?” I looked up and saw a lady a few years older than me holding the door open to the rest of the offices.

“Ms.Upton will be interviewing you. She’s in room 504.” I nodded, grabbing my things as I walked to the room number she called.

“500…..502…..504.” I sighed heavily, knocking on the door.

“Come in.” The muffled female voice came from outside the door. I opened the door slowly, peeking my head in first. There I saw woman sitting down at her desk. She had her blonde hair in a bun, glasses hanging a bit low from her eyes, and her buttoned up shirt showing a bit too much cleavage.

“You’re (Y/N)?” She asked. I shyly nodded.

“Don’t be shy love. I’m Ms.Upton. Have a seat” She gave me a warm smile, reaching out to shake my hand. I shook her hand, taking a seat in one of the chairs infront of her desk. I handed her my clipboard with my resume on it. She picked it up, her eyes scanning over it. She then presumed to ask me a few questions. Mostly about the college I went to, what I know about this kind of job, and stuff like that. As she asked me things, I couldn’t help but notice how she was giving me a little seductive eye. She also would lean over her desk occasionally, as if to tease me with her breasts.

“Well (Y/N), you’ve done a real good job today,"She said, getting up from her seat and walking slowly towards me,"you’ve had one the best interviews this place has had in a while. I can definitely see you working wonders in this place.”

“Oh thank you so mu—”

“But there is one more thing you need to do before I can hire you.” I gave her a confused look. She just said I had one of the best interviews. What else could I possibly need to do? She walked behind the chair I was sitting on, placing her hands on the chair’s shoulders. She lowered her head down to my neck.

“Ms.Upton?…….” I slowly started to feel uncomfortable.

“Remember what I said earlier babe. Don’t be shy.” She whispered in my ear, kissing my earlobe. I immediately stood up, turning to look at her.

“I-I don’t think this is appropriate for you to be—”

“Oh don’t act like you don’t want me too. I saw how you were looking at my tits,” She said, unbuttoning her top,“you were literally just begging to get your lips on these. And I’m more than happy to let you.” She smirked, taking her shirt completely off. She was only left in her bra (that really wasn’t needed since her breasts barely fitted in there) and that short grey pencil skirt. I sucked in my breath, backing up away from her as she moved closer. I ended up bumping into her desk. She pushed me all the way onto it, spreading my legs open. I snapped them closed.

“Do you want this job or not?”

“Yes, of course! But..why do I have to do all this.”

“Because I said so.” She growled, pushing my legs open again. She yanked my shirt off, placing kisses on my chest. 

“You’re wearing way too much shit, babe.” She said, unclasping my bra and sliding off my skirt. I was only left in my panties. She moved down to my breasts, squeezing them both in her hand. She licked them lightly, looking up at me. 

“Don’t try and be quiet. I want you to be loud. Let everyone know who’s gonna fuck you on this desk.” Her words made my cheeks fluster. I wasn’t used to dirty talk, neither have I tried it. I guess it’s best to give it a shot today. I started to moan as she gave more attention to my breasts, making her smirk.

“That’s right baby.” She murmumed. She stood up straight, pulling me off the desk and onto my kness, right infront of her pussy that was clothed in her panties.

“I want you to suck my pussy and make me cum, alright?” She said. I nodded, watching as she slipped her panties off of her. She grabbed me by my hair, putting my face right on her pelvis. I waisted no time sticking my tongue inside her. She tasted wonderful.

“Fuck, just like that.” She moaned out,unlcasping her bra. I watched as she fondles her breasts in her hand, dirty moans leaving her mouth. I began rubbing her clit as I licked her, trying to bring her closer to her climax.

“O-oh I’m so fucking close, keep doing that.” She grinded into my face roughly and quickly. Moments passed before she came all over my face, most of it going in my mouth.

“Get back on the desk.” She demanded. I climbed on the desk, watching as she climbed on top of me. She took off my panties, sitting in between my legs. 

“Have you ever done scissoring before?” She asked. I slowly shook my head.

“Well, I’m glad I can be the one you experience this with.” She smirked, before rocking her hips into mines. I let out a loud moan. This was better than what I could expect. She grinded roughly into me, the desk shaking with our every movement.

“You like that? You like when I fuck your pussy like this?” She said gradually getting faster. When I didn’t respond, she pulled my hair.

“When I ask you a fucking question, you answer.” She growled.

“Y-yes, I love when you fuck m-my pussy like this.” I barely got out, moans slipping out of my mouth. She moaned at my words, grinding even faster. I reached over and fondled with her breasts, my climax soo coming.

“Come on baby, cum for me.” She said, our grinding starting to get sloppy. Before I knew it, I came probably harder than I ever had. I fell back onto the desk, trying to catch my breath. She got off, handing me my clothes as she slipped on her own clothes. Once we were both fully clothes, she turned to me and smiled.

“I had a great time with you today.” She said, winking at me. I giggled, sliiping on my heels.

“I had a great time with you too.”

“You definitely got the job.” A grin stretched out on my face. I gave a her a big hug.

“Thank you so much. I promise I won’t disappoint you Ms.Upton.”

“I know you won’t babe. You can start tomorrow, and I’ll show you around.” She told me some other information, before I was on my way. Before I walked out completely, she placed a kiss on my neck from behind.

“We’ll be sure to continue this next time.” She whispered, squeezing my ass before pushing me out the door.




Prompt: Comfort

Rating- M (NSFW)

In which Natsu deals with some dirty, under the table, kind of torture.

He was descending to hell in a fancy, Fairy Tail Corporation hand basket. Slap on the pretty bows and stuff him with assorted cookies because it was already far too late to save himself. Too bad that hand baskets didn’t come with seat-belts…or mercy.

No mercy for Natsu Dragneel, through he supposed if he was going down, this was indeed the best way he could think of.

His fingers strained on the ballpoint pen, his mind split between dropping it or just breaking it in half. The words he wrote bled into gibberish chicken scratch. He was just so turned on that nothing made sense to him. Not the words he was scribbling, not the things Gray was telling him, not the devious fucking minx that was hidden under his work desk, nothing.

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