the way he moves his hips

anonymous asked:

what about you and harry just making out. like you go to try and take off his clothes, but he knows you’re not ready for that yet. you both are just panting messes and a bit of jumping to ease the need. fucking NUT (so basically it’s like twilight saga eclipse lol sorry)

You’d be straddling him, the best way to make out with Harry. His hands would be on your hips, your lips moving slowly and in sync. His tongue would be in your mouth, a slight taste of red wine on his lips.

You’d both be out of breath, just the feeling of being close to one another making your bodies sweat. Your hands would be traveling up and down his torso before attaching to the button of his jeans. He’d grab your shaky hands, pulling away from the kiss to reassure you.

“Don’t need to, love.”

“But I know you wanna…” you’d say shyly. Not that you didn’t want to, but your nerves were through the roof.

“I can wait. Know you’re not ready. Want yeh to be comfortable, Y/N.”

You both would have trouble speaking, just making out causing you both to feel utterly exhausted. You wanted to do more with Harry, but he knew you all too well. Anyways, he can make you feel pretty damn good just by kissing you.

anonymous asked:

So Havana is my lady jam right? All I could think about was dancing real sexy like in front of a certain Harry h in the club then having a hella steamy hookup

Clubbing was never your thing, so when your friends dragged you out for a night out on the town, you were apprehensive. 

Though, with the music pumping and the drinks flowing, you were able to let loose and have a fun time. Havana came on, the bass and Camila’s voice pounding. 

“This is my jam!” you shouted to your friends, as you made your way to the middle of the dance floor. On the way there, you made eyes with a rather cute boy who followed you out to the floor. The music moved you in ways you had never experienced, plus the mysterious boy made you want to show off a bit.

“I’m Harry!” he shouted over the music, as his hips matched yours. “You dance really well.” 

Something about him, the music, and the feelings, but you kissed him spontaneously. 

“Oh, I’m, I’m sorry,” you shook your head, as you went to exit the dance floor, slightly embarrassed by your outburst. 

“No,” he said, pulling you back in. “I liked it.” He pressed his lips against yours, while his hands rested on your hips. As the music kept playing, you and Harry continued kissing each other with passion and urgency, for you didn’t know when (or if) you would see each other again. 


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bad-mama-jama  asked:

Hi ^^ i was wondering if you could tell me why jhope is being called jay all of a sudden? D: I saw that rap monster changed his name to RM.... so did hobie do the same? (Btw i love your blog ❤❤thanks for sharing those airport pics omg they were lookin hot 🔥🔥🔥)

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Jay is the name we give Hoseok when he goes to America. In Korea and the rest of the world, he is the Jhope we all know. However, in the U.S he turns into that rude overly sexy man called JAY DOPE

This is JHOPE

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

A ray of sunshine

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A happy soul smiling and laughing all the time

Originally posted by jaayhope

And most of all, an adorable being that cannot even harm a fly (because he is scared of them …)

Originally posted by chubby-bunny-minseok

NOW This is JAY

He is the bad boy your mom told you to stay away from. 

Originally posted by myjaebutt

As soon as he breathes the US air. His forehead gets revealed and his arms too. He turns into such a stan attractor that …

Originally posted by hobies

Even the members cannot keep their hands away

Originally posted by junghoseok

His moves scream ‘I am taking your innocence away' 

Originally posted by hobichii

His walk yells 'Moooove btch get out the way’. Suga who is used to look the coolest can even lose in that department next to Jay.

Originally posted by syubto

During concerts … even Jimin’s hip thrusts start looking cute next to his. He goes OFFF!

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

When in Korea he tells whoever wears a simple V neck shirt to cover themselves while in America he only wears shorts and his 6 pack 

Originally posted by mrjungkookie

His tongue goes wild for unknown reasons. Maybe it’s the climate?!

Originally posted by bangdulce

His whooooole aura turns into a ladies/men/aliens whatever species killer

Originally posted by hoshikio

And please it’s not the styling or the makeup. His attractiveness in no joke also when he is barefaced with messy wet hair. 

Originally posted by hobies

So yeah! That’s JAY one of the most powerful personas in BTS that scares the hell out of ARMYs.

BTS Reaction | Lazy Sex

Requested by Anonymous, “do you do reactions? if so, pls do a bts one where they have lazy sex (while watching tv, eating, etc). Only if you’re okay with it!”

Note → This is my first reaction..oh god, feedback is very much appreciated! ♡  


Jin — Pizza box laying forgotten on the coffee table, the television flashed softly while humming in the background. His sweats were pulled down all the way to his ankles as you sat on top of him, chests pressed together while you moved slowly and his eyes were locked on the screen. Gulping his last remains of munched food lightly, he wrapped an arm securely around your waist as his hand cupped your breast while leaning his head against the couch.

“You sleepy, jagiya?” He whispered into your ear whereas you only nodded, “then let me wake you up.”

Originally posted by ksjknj


Suga — Darkness poured into the room like water, and beneath the various shadows, he watched you slowly take him in before his dick disappeared into you and he suddenly couldn’t help but shut his eyes at the sight. Why was actually seeing you do all the work in such a lazy manner so appealing to him? He let out a soft breath of air, only for you to stop all movements. “Are you seriously sleeping?” You asked, annoyed, slowly pulling yourself off from him but before he can see his penis flop onto his chest — he was quick in sheathing himself back into your warmth.

“No, babe,” he whispered, yawning softly, “I’m just enjoying the show.”

Originally posted by sugaa


J-Hope — To him, nothing was as amazing as feeling the chimney burn inside the empty home while watching you writhe beneath him and whine at his lazy way of having sex. His movements weren’t fast, but they were powerful, an idle way of letting himself enjoy the cosy atmosphere with his head digging into your neck. “Hoseok,” you said, earning a hum from the man as you felt his rod brush against your soft bundle of nerves — nails instantly digging into his skin as your breaths became heavier. “you need to—“

Yelping as his finger instantly reached down to your clit, massaging the soft pearl and sending shivers down your spine from the added stimulation, he smiles. “Is that better?”

Originally posted by sugutie


RapMonster — Sitting on his lap, you watched the movie playing along the screen intently — occasionally moving your hips as he would be able to feel your warm walls engulf him full. Taking a sip of his drink and placing it onto the coffee table, one of his strong arms wrap around your waist to pull your back against his chest as the others slithers down to your core; suddenly leaving you a mess. “I don’t know what you’re enjoying more.” He whispers huskily, slamming into you once as he feels you weaken in his arms, “the television, or me.”

And it isn’t long until his fingers abuse your clit in hazardous motions, leaving the television totally forgotten.

Originally posted by itsrapmonster


Jimin — Sunlight seeping through the sheer and flowy curtains, your eyes are filled with unshed tears as Jimin lays on top of you — not even trying to make any effort towards your love making while moving softly as he kissed you passionately. With every soft flick of his hips, he was spot on in hitting g-spot as your moans drowned into his mouth. Breaking the kiss as he began to leave soft nibbles against your collarbone, you gasp out, “stop going easy on me.”

With a harsh, unexpected slam into you that sends your ability to think down the drain, he stops completely. “What?” He smirks, feigning innocence as he crinkles his nose. “You told me to stop.”

Originally posted by ohparkjimin


V — Turning off his video game controller while placing it aside, you raise an eyebrow as you let yourself sink into his dick for who knows how many times that night. “Aren’t you going to play that?” You question as he lays back onto the bed while watching you ride him lazily; giving you a small boxy smile as his large fingers tuck a strand of loose hair behind your ear before clasping your hips tightly. “I thought you–“

“Love being with you? Yeah,” he whispers, gripping into your skin as his hips crash into your bottom with a jump, your body quickly falling weakly into his chest as he began to take over the ministrations. “so much.”

Originally posted by bangtannoonas


Jungkook — Riding him indolently as you were pressed flushed into his chest, the sounds of him jabbing the buttons of his controller echoed around the room along with various sound effects from his video game. He was watching the flat screen from over your shoulder, and when he suddenly jumped in glee at beating someone from across the world only to hear you moan and clench his rod within your walls — the control slipped from his fingers and clattered onto the floor.

Yet, he didn’t care, only leaving a trail of kisses on your skin while grasping your buttocks as his attention was finally on you.

Originally posted by byeoltan


Run To You: Part Three

Originally posted by bigbadroman

Originally posted by mistress-gif

Part One   ♔   Part Two

Word Count: 3,544

Pairing: Billy x Reader

Warnings: SMUT 💦, swearing, mentions of abuse/violence

Disclaimer: I do not condone Billy’s behaviour or views on the show, nor do I intend to romanticise racism or abuse.

Authors Note: I got a bit carried away on this one lmao. Hope you all like it! Let me know! I’m also accepting requests for Stranger Things. To everyone that has read the previous parts and sent me messages, thank you so much! Your support means the world to me. Also so many thanks to @juiceboxxortiz for reading through and checking it even though you don’t watch Stranger Things. You are the best 💕💕💕

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BTS Reaction | Touching yourself beside them

Request; Bts reaction to you masturbating next to them and you think that they’re asleep

Kim Namjoon

Namjoon knew by the way your breathing became more shallow and the small whimpers that you were touching yourself. He had heard those sounds many times before. Rolling over to face you he’d have a smile plastered across his face, playfully teasing you.

Slowly he’d move so that he was on top of you, pinning your arms down either side of your head with a smirk.

“Having all the fun without me? I don’t think so”

Kim Seokjin

Seokjin would think he was seeing things at first, that was until he heard an ever so quiet strangled moan of his name leave your lips. Placing a hand on your hip he’d let you know he was awake, you stopped your movements, face turning bright red.

When you removed your hand, Seokjin’s swiftly replaced your own, fingers finding your clit.

“Princess,  you don’t need to stop, I love hearing you moan for me”

Min Yoongi

Yoongi would reach for your wrist the moment he caught on to what you were doing. He would feel somewhat offended that you would rather pleasure yourself than wake him up, even though he knew you probably did it because of his long work hours and lack of sleep.

Moving so that he was hovering over you, he’d lean down, connecting his lips with your neck.

“I may be busy baby girl, but you know how much I like pleasuring you”

Jung Hoseok

Hoseok would watch you with a small smirk, biting down on his lower lip as his hand slipped beneath the fabric of his boxers, wrapping around his semi-hard length. His eyes never left your body as he watched you pleasure yourself beside him, your eyes clenched shut in pleasure.

Unable to hold back any longer, he’d reach over, tugging your hand from your panties.

“Baby, why don’t we help each other?”

Park Jimin

Jimin would just lay beside you, remaining silent as he watched you. His own hand would move down his body to palm himself through the thin black fabric of his sweatpants.  His breath hitching the moment your eyes landed on his, hurriedly he’d pull his hand away from his growing erection.

Covering his face in embarrassment he’d begin to laugh, going shy after being caught watching you.

“I promise I wasn’t watching you, princess”

Kim Taehyung

Taehyung would be on the verge of falling asleep at first but the soft sounds leaving your lips would catch his attention. At first, he’d think you were having a nightmare. Opening his eyes only slightly to look at you, he’d notice the way your hand was slipped beneath the waistband of your panties.

Sitting up rather quickly he would startle you, making you stop touching yourself in an instant.

“Princess don’t stop, let me watch, I like watching you touch yourself”

Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook would remain quiet as he watched you beside him, despite you thinking Jungkook was asleep he had been awake the whole time.  A small smirk would tug either end of his lips at ever so small whimper of his name that fell from your mouth.

When he knew you were close to your orgasm he’d move to grab your wrist, stopping your movements completely.

“I think my baby girl needs a little help, hm?”

As long as we’re digging up in-game models, Gabe’s a lot more triangular-torso’d than Jack, Jack’s got a thicker midriff, Gabe’s very svelte. Gabe’s more curvaceous all around, and he’s got his sassy-hips stance. Gabe/Reaper’s body languange and walk-walk-fashion-baby posture is pretty distinct, even in the art book they mention being concerned that the sombrero on the Mariachi skin would make his silhoutte too similar to McCree’s at a glance, but in practice the way Reaper moves is so distinct it wasn’t an issue.

Honestly, as much as people tend to assume Gabe’s the larger of the two of them, Jack looks like he outweighs Gabe by like 20-40lbs. He’s a pretty dense rectangle of dude and Gabe’s got that itty bitty waist. Gabe’s got big shapely legs, but conversely Jack’s biceps are like the same size as his head. (Not to mention Reaper’s chunky platform heels VS Soldier’s flats if both of their basic models are supposed to be approx. 6″1″) I think Jack’s a bigger dude than people give him credit for and Gabe’s more lithe than people tend to assume.

Marks--Billy Hargrove

Written by @rune-of-a-writer

Request: Honestly god bless you for writing for billy… it’s so hard to find stuff for him. would you be interested in writing a billy piece where he and the reader are sort of fwb and both assured the other that feelings wouldn’t develop but the reader catches feelings hard… ending can be angsty (billy doesn’t feel that way about reader/just wants sex) or fluffy (mutual admission of love lolol) I’ll let you decide THANK YOU you’re amazing ❤️❤️

Warnings: Smut, cursing

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x female!reader

Summary: You and Billy both promised each other that during your arrangement you wouldn’t grow feelings for one another. But now that you’ve broken your side of that deal, it’s getting harder by the day.

Word Count: 3,190

Listen To: Meet Me in the Hallway by Harry Styles

You had given Billy a call after waving goodbye to your parents. They were leaving for the weekend to head down to the casino for their anniversary. The second their car pulled out of the driveway you were dialing his number and telling him to come over. It was late, almost 7 o’clock— part of you wished he’d stay the night, but you knew he wouldn’t.

After calling him you rushed to the bathroom to get ready. It’d take him ten minutes to get to your house which was enough time for you. You brushed your teeth and put fresh lipstick on, fixing your pajama shorts and tank top. Once you had finished getting ready, you sat yourself down on the couch and waited for Billy to show up. You didn’t have to wait long because almost two minutes later your doorbell was ringing. Biting your lip to withhold your smirk, you got up and answered the door.

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BTS Scenario | Riding

A/N: Hi guys! It’s Admin Sunshine, thank you for supporting me. I’ll be re-posting my reactions & scenarios on my blog.

PS: All of my reactions/scenarios and fictions will be fixed and there will be new things added in.

Requested from Anonymous.


 Warnings: Smut


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Owe Me

Originally posted by hologramarcadeblaze

Prompt: “You hit me in the face, I think you owe me at least a study date.”

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Warnings: some sexual content (but obviously nothing far, i don’t write smut)

A/N: I know I don’t write for Stranger Things but LISTEN okay? I needed to write for this trash boy because despite being an actual douche I love him (character development tho) and it’s my blog, so imma write for him. And maybe if this gets enough love i’ll add Stranger Things to my fandom list once requests are back open! :)


“There’s no way you’re gonna be able to hit it.”

“Really?” You smirked, watching as your long time friend shook her head. Staring at the far distance in front of you, you narrowed your eyes in thought. You’re no athlete but you’re pretty sure, given enough force, you could hit your target. Which just so happened to be the trash can a whiles away from you. “Because I think i’m gonna.”

“I highly doubt you’re gonna hit it, Y/N.” Your friend, Jenna, stressed. “Remember that one time in gym you completely missed passing the ball to me, and- I was right in front of you!” 

“That was one time!” You pouted, gripping the football in your hands with a tight grip. You’re sure you could hit it. You were determined to hit it. “Let’s make a bet, huh? If I hit it, you owe me dinner tonight and if I don’t, i’ll pay.”

Jenna paused, biting her lip in thought; you knew she’d take the bet. She loved food (just as you did) and there was no way she was gonna pass up an opportunity for free food, especially since she was so convinced you’d miss it. “Deal.” She nodded and a cocky grin spread over your lips. Looking away from your friend, you pushed your left leg back slightly, bending down and raising your hand with prestige focus. 

Jenna let out a loud chuckle from behind you, you were taking this way too seriously.

Your tongue jutted out slightly in thought, staring at your intended target as you mentally counted down from three. Once you hit one, you reeled your arm and shot it forward, the football slipping from your fingers and flying before you. It was like time slowed down, that’s how serious this bet was to you. But with a disappointed gaze you watched the ball curve in the other direction you wanted it to go.

“Hah!” 

Just as you were ready to accept your defeat, something else caught your attention. There, right where your ball was headed, was Steve Harrington. “Oh fuck.” And just as you finished cursing, you watched the football smack against the boys head, the offended object tilting to the left from impact as his friend, Tommy, jumped away in shock. 

“Oh my god.”

“Fuck.” You repeated, running back towards Jenna. “Fuck, i’m so screwed.”

Jenna grasped your hand in surprise; “did you just hit Steve Harrington in the head with a football?”

Steve stood up from his seat on the bleachers, grasping his head in pain and your sure you heard him yelling out a slue of curses. His eyes darted around, finding the football and picking up the now dangerous weapon. You watched Steve’s eyes fall on you, and you suddenly felt stuck as you met his eyes across the field.

“You just hit Steve Harrington with a football.” Jenna clarified, watching the entire thing go down.

Steve suddenly smirked and you panicked, taking a step back. “Go!” You called, pulling Jenna along with you as you turned the other way and ran off in a hurry. Though, while you were more than concerned, Jenna found this highly amusing.

“She says sorry!” Jenna called, waving at Steve.

“Shut the hell up, Jenna!”

“Sorry,” she laughed, finally catching up with your speed. “But hey, at least you’re buying dinner.”


With a sigh, you clicked open your locker. It had been an increasingly long and exhausting day; especially since you spent the entire day trying to avoid Steve. It was only the next day, and you knew Steve, he’s not one to forget something like hitting him in the head with a goddamn football. 

It wasn’t like you were scared of him, on the contrary you’re almost positive you could whoop his ass if needed. It was more that you didn’t know what he was going to do, would he be mad? Would he and his friends try to pull something? You weren’t sure, Steve Harrington was a complete mystery to you and the only time you’ve ever spoken to him was that one time for a school project, two years ago.

But it was the end of the day, meaning you could go home and not worry about it until tom-

“Y/N-”

Your locker slammed shut before your eyes, you jumping back from surprise. Looking over to see who had just rudely shut your locker, you found just the person you’ve been trying to avoid all day. “Steve.”

“It’s nice to see you.” He smirked, setting himself against the locker next to yours and crossing his arms across his chest. Holding your hand against your chest, you tried to calm yourself down from the scare he’d given you, clutching with your other hand the strap of your bag. “You seem to be in a hurry.”

You decided to just get it over with, he was here and there’s no way you can avoid what’d happened anymore. “Look,” you sighed. “Steve i’m sorry I hit you, Jenna and I were just having some fun. I didn’t mean to make you mad or-”

“You think i’m mad?” Steve asked, his smirk faltering slightly.

You furrowed your brows, tilting your head in confusion. “Yeah? I mean why else would you…?”

“I don’t care about that.” Steve waved off, standing up straight and shoving his hands into his pockets. “I came here to ask you if you’d like to go on a date sometime.”

You fumbled for a response, his words the opposite of what you’d ever expect. You were not Steve’s type, or at least you hadn’t thought you were. You weren’t pretty like Nancy or sassy like Carol; you didn’t have spunk like half of the girls Steve hung out with or dress up. Instead you’d rather wear skinny jeans and a t-shirt, stick to your books and be on with your day.

So after sputtering like an idiot, you came out with a; “what?”

“A date. You and me.” Steve gestured to himself then you, and left his hand there.

“A date?” You repeated in a questioning tone. “With me?”

“That is what I said.”

“Are you serious? Why would you want to go on a date with me?” You paused, looking up to glare at him. “Why would I want to go on a date with you?” Steve didn’t seem to have a response to that and just as your confusion faded away, you sighed, shaking your head. “I’ve heard of your reputation Steve, i’m not willing to be fling or even- do any of that. I’m sorry, but no.”

You moved to walk away, desperate to find Jenna and tell her all about this crazy experience but instead a hand caught yours. Then you were being tugged the other way, towards Steve and your back was pressed against the locker. You froze, staring up at the boy that suddenly seemed a whole lot taller then he did a second ago. You were so glad it was the end of the day, as everyone was mainly go and not able to watch what was happening.

“A study date then.” Steve smirked, staring down at you with a piercing gaze. You felt your breath get caught in your throat, the close proximity pulling you away from rational thinking. “You hit me in the face, I think you owe me at least a study date.”

Pause. “O-Okay.”

“Great.” Steve smiled, pushing off the locker and finally creating some distance between the two of you. As he stood before you, you felt like you were finally able to breathe. Then he stepped forward, slipping a piece of paper into your palm. “Meet me there tomorrow after school.”

The second he was gone, you let out a heavy breath. Why the hell had you said yes?


The next day you found yourself walking the path to Steve’s house. He lived farther away then you’d known and seemed to be a singular house hidden away from many others, making you regret your decision even further.

You hadn’t originally planned to go but Jenna had convinced you, somehow. “When do girls like us ever get asked out by Steve Harrington?!”

“What does it even matter?” You had muttered, “we don’t need guys like Steve.”

“True,” Jenna had complied before a huge grin spread over her lips. “But do it for me?”

“Fine.”

And that’s how you found yourself now. Taking a deep breath, you stared up at the gate before you, your heart pounding rapidly against your chest. You didn’t even know what you were thinking, you should just turn back. Yeah? That would be best. You didn’t know who you were trying to impress or even why you were so nervous, you’d never been like this before; so nervous over a stupid boy. But… this was Steve and you, that just didn’t even make sense

Just as you moved to walk away the gate creaked open; “Y/N!” Steve exclaimed, and reluctantly you turned to face him. “Glad you could make it.”

“You invited me.” You grumbled, walking through the gate as he opened it for you. Your eyes immediately fell on the pool that seemed to glitter before your eyes; “you have a pool?!”

Steve made his way next to you, his hands falling on top of his hips. “Yeah.” He smiled, huffing in enjoyment. You coughed lightly, shaking your head; this was stupid. Stop being so nervous. Turning to Steve, you raised an eyebrow expectantly, “so what did you need help studying for?”

“Oh, nothing.”

“What?”

“What do you mean what? What else was I suppose to say to you to convince you to go out with me?” Steve huffed, furrowing his brows as if you were the crazy one. You sighed heavily, glancing at the closed gate and towards the house; no lights were on.

“Where are your parents?”

“Out.”

You felt your heart drop, everything was too suspicious. There was no way Steve had just invited you to hang out. He’d lied and his parents weren’t home, not to mention he lived at least a few decent miles away for anyone to care. You’d been played. “I’m going.” You suddenly announced, turning towards to gate in a rush.

“Woah, wait, what?” Steve appeared before you before you even reached the gate, holding his hands by his side in surprise. He genuinely looked shocked and concerned, but you were worried it was only for play. “What’s wrong? What happened?”

“Seriously, Steve?” You spat, shaking your head as your eyes crinkled. “You lied to me, your parents aren’t home and we are fucking miles away from anyone that could hear us. Don’t think i don’t know what you want from me.” You paused, taking the short steps towards him to place your pointer finger on the middle of his chest. “I am not that kind of girl, I’m not a fling or a one night stand, Harrington. Hell, I didn’t even want to go here in the first time!”

Steve reached forward, grasping both your wrists to bring you out of your ramble. “I’m not trying to get in your pants.” You rolled your eyes and he shook his head. “No seriously, Y/N it wasn’t just because you hit me in the head. I’ve- I’ve liked you for a while now, the smack to the face just prompt me.”

You paused, unsure if you believed him or not. You wanted to, you wouldn’t lie and say the idea of being with Steve wasn’t appealing but… you knew of his reputation. “And why should I believe you?”

“Just stay, please. I’ll believe you.” 

And reluctantly, you nodded.

And hour later you found yourself laughing loudly and sat against one of Steve’s beach chairs. You clutched your stomach in pain as your eyes began to tear with enjoyment as Steve reenacted when he’d been smacked by the ball.

“How’d you even do that?” Steve asked, his own chuckle dying down. “You got a pretty nasty throw for someone so small.”

You raised an eyebrow, smirking; “oh really?” You teased, “want me to show you how to throw like a girl?”

Steve laughed, shaking his head. “Go for it.”

Smiling, you accepted his dare and stood up, shaking your arms out for extra effect. Walking away from your chair and closer to the pool, you shook your body, as if you were preparing yourself for a real throw. “Watch and learn, Harrington.” And slowly, you raised your hand and cupped it as if you had a ball in between your palm and fingers. “Basically, you gotta cup the ball with a firm grip and hold a steady stance.”

“Mmm-hmm.” 

You bit your lip to keep yourself from bursting out in another fit of giggles, both you and Steve aware that you were completely talking out of your ass. “Then reel back,” you demonstrated the movement. “And swing forward.” You let out a puff of air, standing up straight with a proud smirk. “And you’re done.”

Steve stood up, extinguishing his cigarette (he’d offered you one but you kindly refused) and made his way over to you. “Nuh-uh.” He smiled, shaking his head as he reached you.

You crossed your arms, “oh really? Cause i’m pretty sure i’m right.”

“Your stance is all wrong.” Steve critiqued and suddenly he was behind you, grasping your elbow slightly and pushing it up. Your breath got caught in your throat, your entire being aware of how close Steve was behind you. Yet, no part of you stopped him and instead let him move your limbs as he please. “Then kick this foot back slightly and bend your knees ever so slightly.” You followed his directions, holding your head high as his hand slid up your raised hand to grasp your hand. Slowly he intertwined your fingers and you could feel his warm breath on the back of your neck.

“Then you throw.” He mumbled lowly.

You bit you lip, “Steve?”

“No. No talking.” He shushed; “we’re at the end of the demonstration.” Then before you knew it, his hand left yours and both arms wrapped around your waist to haul you up and throw the two of you in the pool. You let out a loud yelp, surfacing under the water and Steve let go of you.

When you were able to breathe again, you let out a loud gasp, brushing your hair from your eyes and turning to a very pleased looking Steve. “You jerk,” you laughed, shooting your hand forward to splash the boy. He chuckled himself, swimming over to you as you began wiping the water from your eyes.

Slowly and smoothly he wrapped his arms around your waist again, lifting up your shirt slightly so his hands made contact with the bare skin of your stomach. Pulling you against him, Steve smiled down at you. “I’m sorry, but it was needed.”

“Oh, was it now?” You smirked, shaking your head. It was then you noticed how close the boys lips were to yours and it seemed to be the only thing you could focus on. Steve of course noticed and wasting no time for you to change your mind, he leaned down to press his wet lips against your own. You didn’t fight the kiss, and instead instantly returned it, your arms wounding around his neck.

When you pulled back, out of breath, you stared up at the boy with a nervous gaze. “You mean this, not just some one night stand?” Steve nodded, staring down at you with sincere eyes. “Promise?”

“Promise.”


… this was a lot longer than intended.

Sweet Dreams 💦

Originally posted by bigbadroman

Pairing: Billy x Reader

Request: Billy Smut with doggy style.

Summary: Billy sneaks into your room after an argument with his dad.

Warnings: Smut, visuals. NSFW.

Authors Note: I’ve never done one with visuals before so I hope this is okay! I’m sorry I haven’t been posting as much lately, life got a little busy but I’m still here and can’t wait to write all the request you guys have sent in. 💕💕

Tagged For: @yoinkpeter - @samuel-maurice455 - @total-fucktrash

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Quit playing games

For @jadepresley 💖
This has been stuck in my head for daaaays! 


“Are you going to eat that?”

Draco frowned but shook his head and pushed his plate across the table. Potter attacked it as if he hadn’t just stuffed his face with three servings of scrambled eggs and croissants.

“Thanks,” he said, beaming at Draco. Clearing his throat, Draco had to look away, otherwise Potter might have noticed how pink his cheeks had suddenly gotten. He really didn’t understand Potter. He didn’t understand this whole strange situation they were in. Who would have thought he and Potter would become the kind of friends who would meet on Sundays for brunch? As much as Draco had always fantasised about becoming friends with him, this was an unexpected outcome. But not as unexpected as what had happened a few days ago…

“Potter, I think you’ve had enough to drink.”

“Dracoooooo! Don’t be such a drag!”

Draco blinked, the sound of his own name still ringing in his ears. Was this the first time Potter had said his given name to his face? Draco hated how much he enjoyed it. Watching Potter sway as he tried to make his way to the bar, Draco grabbed his arm.

“No more drinks for you,” he said resolutely.

“Dracoooo.” Potter knitted his brows together and started pouting. He actually pouted. Draco felt like he was going to faint.

“No, you’ve had enough.” His eyes darted down to Potter’s mouth. His lower lip was trembling and Draco wished he could stop the trembling by softly biting into it. “This won’t work on me,” he said, mentally cursing his voice for sounding so unsteady.

“Are you sure?” Potter said, his mouth stretching into a smile. “Then maybe this will!” With childish enthusiasm, Potter threw his arms around Draco’s neck. Their bodies were suddenly flush against each other.

“What are you-?” Before Draco could finish his question, Potter’s lips were on his, moving slowly and softly. Draco was too stunned to push him away. And honestly, he didn’t want to. Potter was kissing him! And the way he was kissing him… He didn’t seem as drunk as Draco had thought. Or maybe, he was just an exceptionally good kisser.

Against his better judgement, Draco closed his eyes and tentatively placed his hands on Potter’s hips. Potter let out a deep sigh that send a delicious shiver down Draco’s spine. But wait… this wasn’t right. Potter wasn’t in his right mind.

Reluctantly, Draco detached his lips from Potter’s and stared at him. He was not prepared for the sight that met him. Potter was gazing at him dreamily, a wide smile plastered on his face.

“See? I know it would work on you,” he mumbled, before his head collapsed on Draco’s shoulder. The added weight, from Potter going completely limp in his arms, made Draco stumble.

“What in Merlin’s name was that?”

Draco had asked himself that question a lot over the last couple of days. He still had no idea. Potter had acted like nothing had happened when they had seen each other again. Maybe he didn’t remember. But something was definitely off; Potter kept finding excuses to touch Draco in seemingly innocent ways and whenever he thought Draco wasn’t paying attention, he kept giving him these looks.

At first, Draco had thought he was just imagining things, but it kept happening and it left Draco confused and frustrated. What was Potter doing?

“Hey, I thought we could go to the movies tonight,” Potter said, completely nonchalant.

“The movies,” Draco repeated flatly.

“Yeah, you know, the Muggle-”

“I know what it is,” Draco snapped. He took a sip of his coffee and slammed the cup back down on the saucer.

“Is that a no?” Potter asked. Draco looked away, not sure what to say. As much as he enjoyed spending time with him, the way Potter was behaving made everything so hard. Draco wasn’t sure he could do it for much longer without exploding. Maybe it would be better to pause this friendship thing for a little bit. When his eyes found Potter’s again, his mouth opened involuntarily. Potter’s eyes were piercing and there was an odd expression on his face.

“Hold on, you’ve got some crumbs-” He leaned over the table, his hand outstretched. Draco blinked as Potter’s fingers brushed the corner of his mouth. They definitely lingered there longer than necessary. This was it! Draco had enough of this teasing.

Slamming his hands down on the table, he pushed himself out of his seat and stormed out of the café. What did Potter think they were doing? He acted like they were just friends, just friends, and then he did something like that. Seriously, it was all Potter’s fault. If the git hadn’t kissed him-

“Draco!”

Draco stopped in his tracks, a warm feeling spreading inside his chest. Stupid, stupid! He shouldn’t be feeling that way.

“Draco, wait!” Potter caught up to him, grabbing him by the shoulder and turning him around. “What’s going on? Why did you just leave like that?”

Draco scowled at his feet, not wanting to look Potter in the eyes.

“Is it something I did?” Potter asked, sounding genuinely unsure. Draco snorted. “What is it? Talk to me?” Potter lowered his head to catch Draco’s eyes and Draco suddenly felt fingers brushing the hair out of his face.

“This! This!!” Slapping his hand away, Draco finally looked up. “You’ve got to stop doing that!”

Potter looked shocked. He clearly hadn’t expected such an outburst.

“You can’t just do that all the time. Touch me like that.”

Draco watched as Potter’s face fell. He bit his lip and started wringing his hands.

“Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t know it made you that uncomfortable.”

Wait, why did Potter look so crestfallen? That didn’t make any sense.

“It does,” Draco said through gritted teeth. “It would be much easier if you could be… a little more decisive.” Draco really didn’t want to have this conversation. He was pretty sure he’d just end up humiliating himself. And maybe, it would even mean the end of his friendship with Potter.

“What do you mean, more decisive?”

Draco sighed. Maybe his friendship with Potter was already over. Draco couldn’t stand to be around him like this.

“Maybe you behave like that around your friends. I don’t. There’s a line between- It’s not something you just- There’s a difference between-” Draco didn’t know how to explain it to Potter without sounding like a lovesick fool.

“Do you mean- I-… Are you talking about the kiss?” Potter sounded extremely nervous. Draco gaped at him.

“You remember? I thought you didn’t remember.”

“No, I remember,” Potter said quietly.

Draco’s mind reeled.

“Then why- What are you doing? I can’t even tell if that was accidental or not? If you regret it or not? What is this- What are we-”

“I don’t know, okay?” Potter interrupted him. “I don’t know.”

Draco studied him, taking in the insecure expression on his face.

“Even if you don’t know, you can’t just do that to me,” he murmured. “I have no idea what to think anymore.”

Potter bit the inside of his cheeks, before taking a step towards Draco.

“But you like me, right?”

Annoyed, Draco clicked his tongue.

“I’m pretty sure the answer to that is painfully obvious.”

Potter took another step, so that their chests were touching. Reaching for Draco’s hands, he interlaced their fingers and peered up at him from under his lashes.

“Would you…” His voice quivered slightly. “Would you want to kiss me again?”

Draco opened his mouth but no sound came out. Had Potter really just asked him-

“Potter, what are you doing?” he said, almost choking on the words. His eyes darted down when Potter licked his lips in one swift motion. “This is what I’m talking about. You can’t just keep playing these games with me.”

“It’s not a game,” Potter said, his expression turning serious. “I have no idea what I’m doing, okay? I have no idea how to handle… this.” He gave Draco’s hands a squeeze and guided them to the small of his back. “I’ve never fallen for a bloke before. Not like this. And you’re not just any bloke. It’s a little overwhelming, alright?”

Draco was glad Potter had stopped talking. He wasn’t sure if he would have been able to hear anything else over the ringing in his ears.

“Did you just say- You… What?”

Potter laughed, loud and wide. It made Draco weak in the knees.

“Can we please not dwell on this? This is embarrassing enough,” Potter said, pressing his body against Draco’s. “So, you still haven’t answered my question. Would you kiss me again?”

Instead of answering, Draco made a deep gurgling sound at the back of his throat. Before Potter had the chance to comment on it, Draco grabbed his face with both hands and started kissing him like he had wanted to for as long as he could remember.

“I swear to Merlin, if you take back what you just told me and we go back to being friends, I’m going to hex your testicles off,” he growled against Potter’s lips.

“Oh, I think we can make use of them in a much better way,” Potter chuckled, burying his hands in Draco’s hair. Draco groaned. He couldn’t believe this was really happening. After all this time. Finally!

MAKE-UP SEX WITH BTS

The make-up sex for EXO was lit !! Can i request it for bts when requests are open ??

Seokjin:

★one of the rare times he goes rough with you

★his fingers will tangle in your hair 

★and pull it so your neck is exposed  

★stopping you halfway through your rant 

★’let’s express another way’

★his lips will kiss all over your neck

★when you let him walk you back onto the sofa

★he’ll smile against the skin of your neck 

★your closed will be pulled off

★he’ll free himself 

★and pump his cock while watching you

★he’ll only touch you when beg for him

★he wouldn’t give you any time before he began to move

★his hips would be merciless

★he’d bury his face in your neck

★moans when you dig your nails into his shoulders

★watches your face when you cum

★’good girl/boy’

★he’ll paint your stomach with white ribbons

★after you’ve recovered

★he’ll help you up

★’wanna move to bed to cuddle?’

★’yeah’

★he’ll pick you up

★and go wrap your both in the sheets

★will continue to kiss you until you fall asleep


Yoongi:

★yoongi would smirk while watching you rant 

★’you hate me, huh?’ 

★’more than i can put into words’ 

★’then why don’t you show me?’ 

★he’ll take your hands 

★and pull you onto him 

★hips hips would roll up into yours

★if you spend too long kissing him

★he’ll whine into you

★’please Y/N’

★when his hands moved to attempt to pull you up 

★you knew exactly what he wanted

★but his punishment would be that he can’t touch you

★which will drive him mad

★his hands will come up to your hips several times while you ride him

★and each time  you stop

★making him groan and write beneath you

★’once more and i’ll finish myself off in the bathroom’

★he’ll end up grabbing handfuls of the sheets

★and squeezing his eyes closed 

★just so you’ll continue to fuck him

★when he’s about to cum

★he’ll look up to you with pleading eyes

★he likes being close to you when he cums

★and he’ll try holding it until you give in 

★which you won’t

★so he’s squirming under you trying to stop himself

★which is v cute

★picking up your pace will force him to cum

★when he feels you fall onto his chest

★his arms will wrap around you

★and he’ll press kisses to your head

★’do you really hate me?’

★’of course not’

★’thank god’


Hoseok:

★makes it soft and loving member #1

★after you’ve both had your time to rant 

★you’ll stand in silence to calm 

★’did you get everything out?’

★’yeah, did you?’

★he’ll nod 

★and smile

★then take your hand

★and lead you to the bedroom  

★he’ll strip you both 

★and 

★’i love you’

★’i love you’

★’good’

★he’ll bit down on his lip when slides into you

★he’ll stay still for a few moments 

★so you can both savour the feeling   

★slow but hard

★he’ll make you feel every bit of him

★his fingers will lock with yours

★your cooing to him when he buries his face in your neck is what pushes him over the edge

★he’ll stay close to you as you both pant

★then he’ll pull away to smile down at you

★his lil cheeks would have a red tint to them

★’wanna go again?’

★be prepared for many more rounds


Namjoon:

★when you turned to leave to calm down

★he’d follow behind you 

★’don’t walk away from me’ 

★’don’t tell me what to do’ 

★he’ll push you into the door when you wouldn’t stop

★’i told you not to walk away from me’

★he’d growl in your ear

★while his body traps yours

★he’d lowly laugh in your ear when he feels your body relax

★’are you going to be good and start doing as i say? or do we have to do this the hard way?’

★at your silence

★he’d turn you to face him

★’i want an answer’

★’what if i don’t want to give you one?’

★he’ll raise a brow as he looks over your face

★he knew why you were being bratty 

★and he was going to tease you 

★before he’d pleasure you

★his hands would run all over your body

★stopping at your soft spots 

★he’ll make you think that he’ll make it about you

★but he’ll slowly move your hand to his crotch

★’you don’t get pleasure after disobeying’

★’i’m sorry’

★’are you?’

★your furious nodding makes him smirk

★’get on your knees and show me how sorry you are’   

★chuckles lowly as he watches you lower onto the floor

★the moment you’ve freed him 

★his hands are in your hair

★guiding your mouth to him

★he’ll fuck your mouth until he’s almost to his climax

★he’ll pull you up and turn you around

★quickly pulling away your bottoms

★will slide into you

★and pound you until he gets to his release

★he’ll decorate your lower back in his seed

★he doesn’t care if you cum

★not right now

★maybe later he’ll please you


Jimin:

★this is one of the rare moments he takes charge

★his eyes would glaze over while he watches you shout  

★he’ll grab your hand 

★and pull you so you’re laid in his lap 

★’i don’t appreciate you shouting at me’  

★his hand would rub the flesh of your rear 

★before he brought one down

★making you whimper

★he’ll spank you over your bottoms

★before he’d strip you 

★and continue

★after each slap

★his hand would run over the area to soothe it

★’tell me you’re sorry’

★his fingers will move to tease your entrance 

★his fingertips will brush over you

★’tell me you’re sorry and i’ll give you what you want’

★the second your apology leaves your lips

★he’ll push his fingers into you

★you bet your sweet peach he’s going to grin when he hears you moan

★his fingers would be slow at first

★slowly stretching you

★but when he hears you whine for more

★he’ll be merciless on you

★feeling you tighten around him makes him smirk

★’you want to cum?’

★’yes’

★’do it’

★he’ll keep thrusting until you’ve settled down

★’it isn’t over’

★he’ll help you stand and take you to the bedroom

★for a night full of pleasure  


Taehyung:

★makes it soft and loving member #2

★make up sex with taehyung is v sweet tbh

★he hates when you fight 

★you hate when you fight 

★so when you’ve got all your aggression out 

★he’ll grab your hands

★lead you to the bedroom 

★lay you down

★and kiss all over you

★’let’s not fight again’

★he’ll be slow 

★taking his time to give each piece of our skin attention 

★he’ll only stop when you pull you up 

★to connect your lips

★he’ll shuffle out of his clothes

★and tease the ever living hell out of you

★’tell me you love me~’

★he’d hum while rubbing his head over your entrance 

★’you know i do’  

★he’d chuckle when you move your hips to him

★’i’m not moving until you tell me you love me’

★’i love you so much’

★he’ll grin down at you

★and finally push into you

★his eyes would never leave your face

★he’ll move slowly

★the smile would stay on his lips

★’you look so beautiful like this’ 

★when you tighten around him

★he’ll move to kiss at your neck 

★’cum for me, baby’

★this is when his pace would pick up 

★hips snapping into yours

★to give you the relief that you both needed

★he’ll growl yourname when he gets his release

★won’t move from you when you’re both done

★he’ll stay over you

★watching your face

★and smiling down at you

★’i love you’

★’i love you more’


Jungkook:

★winds you up   

★bc he knows what it will lead to  

★and the angrier you are  

★the harder the sex will be  

★’what are you going to do if i don’t listen to you?’

★when you roll your eyes and turn to leave

★he’ll pull you to him

★and press his lips to yours

★’we both know walking away isn’t what you want to do’

★he’ll smirk against you

★while his hand began to tail over your body

★he’ll slowly lead you to the sofa

★and pull you so you’re straddling him

★his hips would move with yours

★’wouldn’t you rather be here than outside?’

★he’ll have a shit eating grin on his face

★when you start to ride him

★his hands will grip your waist

★’you can go faster than that’

★he’ll continue winding you up

★until your pace is driving the two of you insane

★he’ll arch his back up 

★and whine your name 

★holds you over him while you calm down

★’you’re really sexy when you’re mad at me’   

Curvy

Originally posted by harold-blossom

Thanks for this request, it’s pretty intense. Love you all very much. Thanks to @miheirie for helping with this, go follow her because she is amazing. xx - L

You want to surprise Harry with lingerie, but you’re insecure with your body.

Warnings: smut

Word Count: 1,666

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In My Feelings

Originally posted by cxhragrove

Originally posted by superdistress


Request: Billy smut based on In My Feelings by Lana Del Rey

Pairing: Billy x Reader

Word Count: 3,227

Warnings: Smut, language, smoking?, choking 

Authors Note: I dunno if this really fits the lyrics for this song but i just got this vibe and idk my mind ran with it. Hope you guys like it, let me know! I also haven’t edited this cause I wanted to get it out so Im sorry if there are any mistakes! 💕

Disclaimer: I do not condone Billys behaviour/views on the show and do in no way intend to romanticise his racism & abuse.

Listen To: In My Feelings by Lana Del Rey

Tagged For:  @yoinkpeter - @total-fucktrash 

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BTS Reaction - car sex/foreplay

This is a very, very long post. I just wanted to give you guys an insight into what my writing is like when I have more words to play with. I worked really hard on this, so I hope you like it.

Seokjin

Jin hadn’t been lying when when he’d said that he’d take you to the best restaurant in town.  The food was delicious, but so was the wine, and as you sit next to him on the car ride home you’re more than a little tipsy, truth be told.  You look over at him, taking in how handsome he looks as the streetlights illuminate all the perfectly sculpted angles of his face.  He’s concentrating hard on the road, his hands fixed in the ten and two position, his broad shoulders framed beautifully by the smart suit jacket he’s wearing.  

Before you know it your hand is sneaking over onto his lap and squeezing his thigh gently, a small smile gracing his face in response.  He doesn’t really think much of it - you frequently rest your hand on his leg as he drives - but when your hand starts to roam further north he flicks his eyes at you, smile growing.

“Where’s that hand going, hmm?” he asks, knowing full well where you’re headed but doing little to stop it.  

“Where’d you want it to go?”  you ask back, biting your lip teasingly as you drift your palm over the quickly hardening bulge inside his pants.

“I think you know baby.”  Needing very little to no encouragement you make quick work of his fly, flipping open the zipper and reaching into his boxers.  Eagerly, you wrap your hand around his cock and pull it free, Jin glancing down at his lap and biting his lip as you do.  He’s fully hard now, his member standing tall above where your hand rests at its base, and when you squeeze the length of him from bottom to top he exhales heavily, his hips shifting in his seat.  

“That feel good?”  Jin bobs his head in response to your question, his eyes still fixed on the road as he struggles to concentrate, hands tightening on the wheel as you stroke his cock up and down with a firm grip.  You run your thumb over the tip, collecting his pre-cum and using it to lubricate his throbbing length, your own breath getting heavier as you watch him purse his lips together to hold back the moans you know are just dying to pour out.  

You start to pick up speed, eager to watch him fall apart under your touch, so caught  up in pleasuring him that you practically forget that he’s behind the wheel.  

“Babe, baby,” he huffs, glancing at you, his hips flexing upward, “You gotta stop… shit, I can’t drive like this.” You pout back at him, slowing your hand but reluctant to remove it completely until he looks at you again with wide, pleading eyes.   Sighing, you stop your ministrations, tucking him back into his pants to let him drive in peace but still pouting hard.  “The second we get home baby, I swear I’m gonna fuck you so hard you won’t walk straight.”  

Originally posted by strawberrie-kookie

Yoongi

“Yoo- Yoongi… I’m not sure we should…”  you gasp, your words telling him one thing but your body saying the exact opposite.  You’ve got your head tilted back against the back window of the car, granting access to the lips that are trailing hot, wet kisses from your ear to your collarbone, your legs spread open to let Yoongi lie in between them to grind his crotch against your core.  

“I thought you wanted to help me relax?” he murmurs against your collarbone, his hand grabbing at your breast through your blouse and palming it gently.  

“I did…” You choke back a moan as you feel Yoongi’s hard bulge rubbing against your panties.  “But I meant… I meant a backrub or something, not - oh my god!”  Yoongi cuts you short when he roughly pulls your panties to the side, his fingers plunging into you with little to no warning to stretch open your walls, prepping you for him.  

You shouldn’t be doing this here, not now.  You’re laid across the backseat of Yoongi’s car in the deserted corner of a parking lot that belongs to a fancy, Italian restaurant where you’re supposed to be meeting the BigHit executives any time now.  There’s the potential for you to be spotted any time - it’s not even that dark - but that doesn’t seem to bother Yoongi.  If anything, it seems to urge him on.  

Satisfied that you’re ready for him, Yoongi withdraws his now dripping fingers and shoves down his pants and boxers far enough to release his long, throbbing cock, lining it up with your entrance as he looks down at you with dark, lust-filled eyes.  He doesn’t even give you a second to catch your breath before he thrusts into you, hard.  You cry out at the sudden feeling of fullness, but Yoongi is as silent as usual as he commences a fast, punishing rhythm that has you gripping onto his shoulders for dear life, digging in your fingernails through his shirt.  

“Fuck, look at you, taking my cock so well,” Yoongi grunts, slamming his hips into yours, his forehead starting to perspire under his bangs.  “You want my cum, you little slut?”  

“Yes, yes, please,” you moan, flexing your hips up to meet his every stroke, the fire of an impending orgasm growing in your pelvis.  Yoongi groans and picks up the pace, and you can tell from the way he’s starting to grunt in time with his thrusts that he’s getting close, your soft, warm walls clenching around his length rock solid length to heighten his pleasure.

Yoongi cums inside you with no prior warning, filling you up with stuttering hips and stilted groans, his face pressed to your neck.  Your hips are still moving, whimpers falling from your lips as you fail to reach your high, your whole pelvis throbbing.  Smiling slyly, Yoongi withdraws himself from you and puts himself away before putting your panties back in place.  He looks entirely relaxed now, just as he intended, but unfortunately leaving you a quivering mess in his place.  When you sit up and pull your skirt down you feel Yoongi’s load seep out into your underwear, leaving a sticky mess between your legs.  His long, delicate fingers dip under the edge of your panties again to rub it through your folds, chuckling softly as you whine needily.  

“Keep all that cum inside you, kitten, and daddy promises he’ll make it worth your while.”  

Originally posted by bangtanboysbutterfly

Hoseok

When you’d initially suggested the idea of ‘getting busy’ in Hobi’s car, he’d initially been really up for it.  He’s always keen to try new things, and he knows all too well about your little exhibition kink, already having fucked you in a shopping mall changing room and various other risky places.  But when it comes time to do it Hobi almost seems nervous, driving around for at least half an hour in the dark to try and find the a place that’s adequately secluded with minimal chance of getting caught.  

“Hobi, baby, c’mon, this is fine,” you whine beside him in the passenger seat, getting more impatient by the minute.  He looks so fucking good in his button down shirt and tight black jeans that you can barely keep your hands off him.  

“Ok, ok,” he agrees, giving into temptation when he glances over and sees you already slipping off your jeans and discarding them into the footwell with a salacious smile.  He pulls up in a deserted little lane by the side of a muddy field, and when he kills the engine the car headlights switch off too, plunging you both into total darkness.  Within seconds Hobi is on you, leaning over the shift stick to crash his mouth against yours, kissing you with a desperation that reveals that he’s just as impatient as you you.  You tangle your hands in his hair, pushing your tongue into his mouth to kiss him back just as fiercely, forcing him back into the driver’s seat so you can straddle his lap.  

It’s uncomfortable; the steering wheel is digging into your back and your knee is crammed into the compartment on the inside of the door, but you couldn’t care less.  

“Get your cock out,” you mumble against his lips, rubbing your core against the bulge in his jeans.  

“Yes ma’am,” he answers breathily, hastily pulling them open and releasing his cock to stand tall and swollen against his stomach as you start to rain kisses on his neck, biting into the soft flesh just under his ear.  He groans wantonly, digging his fingers into your hips.  “Please, god, I need to be in you.”

Prep be damned, you reach down and pull your underwear to the side and sink onto his girthy length, groaning as your ass meets his lap and he’s seated fully inside you.  

“Move, baby, please,” he begs, still grasping at your hips, his head tipping back against the driver’s seat, and you can’t help but smile as you start to rock against him, grabbing onto his shoulders.  You love it when he begs for you, and you move slowly on purpose just to make him do it again.  

Just as Hobi’s starting to make the prettiest of noises you suddenly notice flashing blue lights slowly appear in the distance through the rear windscreen of the car; lights that come a stop behind you.  The car’s engine is turned off and a door opens soon after.  Scrambling off his lap, much to Hobi’s dismay and confusion, you hastily start to drag on your jeans, panicking and laughing all at once.  

“Put yourself away, put it away!” you hiss at him, giggling as Hobi glances behind you and his mouth falls open in alarm, eyes wide and frantic as he tucks himself back in his jeans, his cheeks a bright, burning red by the time a shadowy figure comes to knock on the car window.   The officer clearly knows what you two were getting up to, but after he listens to Hobi’s stuttering nonsensical explanations he just gives the two of you a knowing smile and instructions to get moving.  You’re still giggling as the officer drives away, but Hoseok looks mortified, running his hand over his profusely sweating face.

“We are never, ever doing that again.”  

Originally posted by vexedmikxyla


Namjoon

“Joonie, stop it,” you giggle, trying to bat his hand away from where it’s creeping up your thigh.  

“Honestly, what did you expect coming to pick me up in such a tiny little skirt?”  Namjoon reasons, and when you glance away from the road  to look at his face you see he’s got one eyebrow raised in amusement, but his eyes sat underneath are hooded with lust, his pouty lips slightly parted as he grabs at the soft flesh of your inner thigh.  

“I expect you to let me drive without interruption so we actually manage to get home in one piece.”  It’s all very well saying that, but you still end up parting your legs as his fingers trail ever higher, biting your lip as you slouch in your seat, practically delivering your pussy into his waiting hand.  

“I can think of worse ways to go,” he replies cockily, skimming the tips of his fingers along the edge of your panties.  So can you, actually, but that’s beside the point.  You’re about to say so, but then the words are displaced from your mouth as a gasp takes their place, Namjoon’s thumb coming to rest on your cotton covered clit and rubbing it with a firm, circular motion.  You take your eyes off the road momentarily, looking at him with your bottom lip caught between your teeth, your chest rising and falling heavily under his expert ministrations.  “Eyes on the road.”  His voice is firm, dominant, and as always it thrills you to the core, arousal thrumming through you and intensifying the feel of the pads of his fingers as they press against you.  Namjoon starts to push against the wet cotton of your panties, stuffing it inside you as far as the material will allow, watching eagerly for you reaction and smirking at the way you whimper, your hips flexing towards him.

“I can’t drive like this Joonie,” you moan, aching so badly, desperate to be filled.  

“Then pull over,” he replies thickly, voice low, and before you know it you’re scanning every darkened road for a place to park as he continues his slow torture.  You end up settling for a deserted country lane, and the moment you pull over Namjoon ceases touching you and get out of the car, beckoning you with a curl of his finger.  

Confused, you follow him outside into the night, goosebumps rising on your skin at the cold.  

“Come here and bend over.”  He’s stood in front of your car, palming himself through his jeans, and with shaking knees you approach him and do as he asks, nervously glancing around to make sure you’re really as alone as it seems.  Luckily you are, because in the next breath Namjoon’s grabbing hold of you underwear and yanking it down, bunching your skirt up by your hips and chuckling when you gasp at the feel of his hot, hard length nudging at your folds.  “You want this?”  You whine, arching your back to try as Namjoon’s hand presses on your back of your shoulder to keep you flat against the cold metal of your car.  

“Please, please,” you moan, no longer caring about keeping quiet, too caught up in your overwhelming need.  He sinks into you in one agonisingly slow push, grunting as he bottoms out and sees you clawing at the bonnet for something to grab onto, writhing on the end of his cock and clenching around him.

“Shit, you feel so good baby.”  

Originally posted by piedparker

Jimin

It’s been a really nice afternoon, chilling in the dorms with Jimin and his friends, playing video games and joking around.  You’re still glad to be going home though, and taking your sweet boyfriend with you for the night.  He sits quietly next to you in the passenger seat; too quietly in fact, considering how full of life he was back at the dorms.  Maybe he just tired himself out?  

“You ok, Jiminie?” you ask softly, and out of the corner of your eye you see him look up, worrying his bottom lip about something before he shortly replies.  

“Yeah.”  

“You sure?”  you check, an unsettling feeling brewing in your stomach.  Have you done something wrong?

“Yeah.  You just…”  You glance over to see Jimin fiddling with the strings of his hoodie, looking down at his lap.  “You look really pretty today.”  Chuckling, you raise your eyebrows as you look straight ahead, concentrating hard as you wait to turn left at a busy junction.

“And that's… a bad thing?”

“No! No.  It’s just, I-uh-I’ve got a problem,” Jimin mumbles, so quiet that you can barely hear him over the song on the radio.  When he fails to explain any further you risk another look at him, your eyes widening when you see the way he’s pulled his hoodie back enough to expose his lap, and likewise, display the obscene tenting in the front of his shorts.  

“Oh baby,” you coo, licking your lips at the sight of it, “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”  Jimin tugs at the hem of his hoodie, squirming in his seat as his plump cheeks turn a delightful shade of pink.

“I thought I could wait until we got home,” he tells you with wide, beseeching eyes.  “I don’t think I can wait anymore mommy…”

“I wish I could help you baby,” you soothe softly, really wishing that you could, especially when he whines needily, twisting in his seat.  “Why don’t you touch yourself till we get home?”

“Really? Here?”  Jimin looks around, chewing at his bottom lip nervously as he takes in the light traffic surrounding your car.  You can tell he’s debating between the risk of being seen and how good it’ll feel to do as you suggest, but when he starts to palm himself through his shorts you can tell the latter option has won.  

“Get it out baby, let me see,” you encourage greedily, eager to watch your baby boy pleasure himself right next to you.  He does as you ask, pulling down his shorts to rest halfway down his meaty thighs and mewling prettily when his little hand wraps tightly around his thick, leaking cock.  

He fists his cock up and down, his hips pushing upward to meet every stroke of his hand, and as he does he makes the sweetest of noises that shoot straight to your core, your panties getting soaking wet within minutes of him starting.  Every time you steal a glance away from the road Jimin is looking straight at you, pumping himself hard, his tongue poking at his thick, pillow soft lips.  

“Mommy…” he groans breathily, throwing his head back as he squeezes the base of his cock, rolling his balls in his other hand.  “Touch me, please.”  You bite your lip, looking back between Jimin and the road, completely caught up with the image of the boy sat next to you rapidly coming apart.

Unable to resist, you reach over with one hand and take over, tugging on Jimin’s cock as your own pussy throbs with need.  

“Mmff!  Gonna cum!”  Jimin exclaims, his back bowing away from the seat.  You pick up the pace of your hand, bringing him over the brink as you sit at traffic lights, cum spilling out over his hoodie and his shorts and your hand as his cock pulses.  He looks completely fucked out when you’re done, nuzzling against your shoulder with a sleepy smile as you wipe your hand on your jeans.

“Feel better, baby?”

“Hmm, thank you mommy.”  

Originally posted by jungkookandyugyeomwhores

Taehyung

From the moment you’d left the house to go out with your friends, you and Taehyung had been exchanging hot and dirty messages.  It’d started off fairly tame, only to escalate into your boyfriend sending you a video of him jacking himself off that you had to watch in the toilets with the volume turned down, biting your lip.  

Needless to say, when he picks you up at the end of night both of you are wound so tight you’re ready to snap, your panties soaking wet beneath your dress.  He greets you with a passionate, deep kiss that lasts for several minutes or more, and when he pulls away you’re practically squirming in your seat, more eager to get home than ever.

Much to your surprise when Taehyung pulls away he doesn’t immediately start the engine, reaching into his pocket instead and pulling out something small, shiny and familiar.  

“It’s fully charged, Jagi,” he grins cheekily as he presses the vibrator into your palm, his gaze shrouded with desire.  “Get yourself warmed up for me.”  You nod eagerly, not needing to be told twice.  As Taehyung starts the car you slip off your underwear, the alcohol in your system spurring you on to plant your feet shamelessly atop the dash.  You let your legs flop open as you switch on the vibe, wasting no time in pressing it straight to your clitoris.  The gratification is immediate, pleasure jolting through you as it buzzes against your core.  

“Hmm, Tae, it feels so good,” you tell him, flopping your head to the side to look up at him from under your lashes.  Tae peeks at you, his tongue poking at the corner of his mouth, wetting his lips.  

“You getting my seats all wet?”  You nod, flashing him a naughty smile.  You really are; you can feel wetness seeping down from your folds and between your ass cheeks, pooling on the leather beneath you.  “Hmm, good.”  

Unsatisfied by just your vibrator you start to run your fingers against your pussy too, teasing your hole as you let your eyes flop closed, wishing it was Taehyung’s cock nudging inside you rather your fingertips.  

“Are we almost home?” you ask breathily, sliding two fingers inside yourself, your body making obscene, lewd noises as they push in and out.  “I want you…”  

“Five more minutes, Jagi,”  Taehyung reassures you, his voice so thick with lust that it’s almost a growl.  You curl your fingers against your g-spot, pushing yourself to a new high that has you moaning and writhing next to him.

“God, you look so hot….” he murmurs, unable to last more than five seconds at a time before taking his eyes off the road to look back at you.  Thank God the streets aren’t busy, otherwise this’d be a lot more dangerous.  “How’s that pussy feel?”

“Mm, good, tight,” you tell him, loving his answering groan.  He reaches over for just a second, long enough to push one longer finger inside you alongside your own, groaning again at the warm wetness surrounding his digit.

“Can’t wait to get inside you, Jagi, fuck.”

Originally posted by taesi10

Jungkook

Jungkook’s been almost silent the entire car ride home, driving with a steely look on his face, hands gripping the steering wheel, jaw clenching all the while.  Admittedly, pissed off is a good look for him, his eyes dark and arousing, but you’d still like to know what’s wrong.

“Is something the matter?” you ask cautiously, biting your thumb nail.  Jungkook huffs heavily, not looking at you, and he waits so long before he replies that you almost start to think he’s just ignoring you completely.  

“Did you have to flirt like that with Namjoon?”  

You’re surprised at first, your eyebrows lifting almost to your hairline.  But then within seconds that surprise gives way to frustration, pulling your brows back down again into a frown.  You’re so sick of this; almost every time you hang out with the other members Jungkook manages to find something or other to get jealous about.  

“What do you mean?”  

“You were fawning over him all night.  ‘Aw, Joonie, your dimples are so cute,’” he sneers, impersonating you, “‘You’re so smart Namjoon.’  I swear it’s like you want to suck his cock or something.”  You roll your eyes, temper flaring as you fold your arms across your chest.

“Unfortunately, Kook, there’s only one guy’s cock I want to suck, and it happens to be yours.  God knows why, though, when you act like this.”  You see Jungkook’s fingers flex on the steering wheel and his Adam’s apple bob in his throat, the sneer falling from his mouth as he licks his lips instead.  

“Show me then,” he growls after a few seconds silence, still not gracing you with a look in your direction.

“Pardon me?” you scoff.  

“You heard me.  You say my cock’s the only one you wanna suck, so suck it.  Show me.”

You stare back at him incredulously, barely believing the audacity of this boy to speak to you in such a way.  You can’t deny the effect his words have though; your pulse has already quickened, your mouth suddenly full of saliva as your eyes are magnetically drawn to his lap.  

The cocky bastard is hard already, his erection glaringly obvious underneath the crotch of his sweats.  

“Fine,” you snap, unable to resist despite the irritation still running through you, “But you’re not cumming.”

“We’ll see,” he smirks.  Jungkook yanks the elastic waist of his sweats lower, pulling out his cock and giving it one brief stroke up and down before flicking his eyes at you for the first time in the whole journey.  He looks so smug that you just want to punch him in the face, but lucky for him you’re too distracted by the delicious looking cock he’s pointing your way to do anything but stare. “Come on then.”

Much to your frustration you almost immediately oblige, leaning down across the centre panel of the car to kitten-lick at the tip of his member whilst he drives.  Damn it, why are you so weak for him?  You lap up all his pre-cum before taking the red, swollen head of his cock into the wet heat of your mouth, smiling around it when you hear him groan above you.

You feel Jungkook thread his fingers gently through the back of your hair, and you’re just starting to enjoy his soft caressing of your scalp when suddenly he forces you down onto the length of him, right to the back of your throat, making you gag.   

“That’s right, choke on it,” he growls, yanking on your hair to pull you off and then forcing you back down onto it again.  “This mouth is mine, you hear?”  

You moan around his cock, loving the mess he’s reduced you too, saliva dripping down your chin, wetness running down your thighs.  Maybe you did flirt with Namjoon, and maybe you did do it on purpose, because Jungkook only ever fucks you like this when he’s mad, and god, it’s so worth it.  

“I’m gonna cover you in my cum when we get home, just you wait and see.”


Originally posted by f-yeah-taehyung

BTS Reaction to: You wanting to have sex while the other members are around

Author’s note: Female reader x BTS. Gifs aren’t mine. x 


Seokjin: 

Originally posted by strawberrie-kookie

Seokjin frowned at your words as he ran your hand up and down his thigh, trying to tease him. Yes he wanted you too but he wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to have sex at the dorm. Sure Taehyung wasn’t in his room but he was definitely not far. Same with the other guys. Seokjin debated whether it was a good idea or not.  

“I don’t know princess. What if they hear?” 

You licked your lips as you whispered“I guess we’ll just have to be quiet then.” 

Seokjin chuckled at your words before he leaned over to press his lips against yours. His thumb brushed over your cheek as he deepened the kiss. You moaned at the feeling of his plush lips against yours as your back hit the mattress. 

“Fine, but we really do have to be quiet.” 


Yoongi: 

Originally posted by religion-agustd

“You and I both know that you can’t stay quiet when I fuck you.” 

“Yoongi please I want you so bad.” 

He grinned as he stuck his tongue out to wet his lips. “You just want them to hear don’t you?” 

When you didn’t respond Yoongi decided to take that as a yes. The reason he didn’t want to have sex at the dorms was because he thought you’d be uncomfortable when the other members would tease you about it. Turns out that wasn’t the case. Yoongi couldn’t care less if his members heard so he’d give you what you wanted. He pushed you down onto the bed before climbing on top of you. 

“Y/N, you’re such a naughty little girl you know that?” 


Hoseok: 

Originally posted by vexedmikxyla

He’d bite his bottom lip as he felt you grinding against him while your lips were sucking on the sensitive skin of his neck. Hoseok’s hands were resting on your hips as he guided your movements. 

“Y-Y/N, fuck we can’t. The others are around and Jimin is asleep.” 

“Please Hobi, I want you and I’ll be quiet. Please?” 

Hoseok looked to his right to see his roommate sleeping peacefully. Maybe if you were really quiet he wouldn’t wake up? Besides you grinding against him felt too good to stop. He let out a deep sigh before nodding his head. 

“Fine, but we really have to be quiet baby. We can’t have Jimin waking up.”

You smirked against his neck before pulling back and pulling his shirt off. Hoseok flipped you around so you were laying underneath him and pressed his lips against yours, kissing you passionately before making his way down your body. 

“You better stay quiet baby or else I’ll stop. Understood?” 


Namjoon: 

Originally posted by btspicsdaily

As the leader of BTS Namjoon cared for his members. He cared about the youngest and didn’t want them to hear, but you were making it very difficult for him to resist. You’d been teasing him the entire day and now you were standing in his bedroom. Wearing nothing but black lace lingerie. Namjoon’s mouth watered at the sight as he moved to the edge of the bed. His hands moved to rest on your hips as he pressed kisses against your stomach and hips. 

“Daddy, please fuck me.” 

He smirked against your skin as he pulled back to look up at you. Namjoon could clearly see the desperation in your eyes and decided he should just go for it. Not caring if his members heard or not. If they did they’d get over it anyways. 

“Hmm is that what you want baby girl?” 

You nodded your head as he pulled your panties down. Namjoon grinned as his fingers teased your wet folds, making you moan. 

“Use your words baby.” 

‘Please daddy..” 


Jimin: 

Originally posted by hosyuub

You smirked at the sight of Jimin standing under the shower. The glass wasn’t completely steamed up so you could still make out his body perfectly. He just looked so hot with water dripping down his body. You didn’t hesitate before locking the bathroom door behind you, taking off your clothes and joining him in the shower. Jimin jumped when he saw you entering the shower cabin. He let out a sigh in relief and wrapped his arms around you. 

“Sorry baby I thought you were one of the members. Did you want to join me?” 

“Yes, but not for a shower actually. I want you Jimin.” His eyes widened at your words as he nervously bit his bottom lip. Meanwhile you moved your hands over his toned chest while kissing down his neck, making it very hard for him to resist. 

“Y/N, the others-” 

“-Won’t hear if you’re quiet.” 

Jimin wanted to protest but before he could you had dropped to your knees and taken him in your mouth. Jimin threw his head back in pleasure as a loud moan escaped his lips. 


Taehyung: 

Originally posted by fangirlwhatsoever

Taehyung smirked as he saw you crawling on top of him, a smirk spread across your face as you moved to sit down on his lap. Slowly moving your hips against his. Taehyung threw his head back as your lips trailed down his neck. He knew it wasn’t such a good idea to have sex while the others were around but he couldn’t care less. He wanted you and didn’t care if anyone heard you. So he flipped you around so he was laying on top of you and started to leave wet kisses down your exposed chest. 

“Tae, mh don’t tease me please.” 

He smirked at you as he moved back completely. Resting on his elbows as his face was right in front of yours. Staring deeply into your eyes as his hot breath fanned over your lips. Taehyung knew that his intense gaze always made you weak so he smirked once he heard you whimper underneath him. 

“What’s it Y/N? Do you want something baby?” 

“Tae please fuck me. I want you so much.” 

“As you wish baby.” 


Jungkook: 

Originally posted by dream-bts

Jungkook really didn’t want to have his hyungs hear you, but you were just so irresistible. He moved his hand to your hip as his lips moved passionately against yours. You were surprised that he didn’t stop, so you did it. 

“Jungkook, a-are you sure you’re okay with this?” 

He smirked down at you as he seductively started to unbutton his blouse. Biting his bottom lip in the process. You got up to slide the piece of fabric off before pulling him in for another kiss. 

“I’m sure. Right now I don’t care if they hear. Let them.” 

You chuckled at his words as he pinned you up against the wall, grinding against you. He moved one of your legs around his waist so he’d have better access. You moaned at the friction as you tangled your hand in his hair. 

“Hm you want more baby? Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.”