“he’ll have you rest your back against his chest with a bicep wrapped around your neck. then ever so nicely, he applies pressure”
i’m literally looking forward to your future work so much cause WHEWWWW
OKG IM SO SAD :((( i just saw this I AM SO SORRY for the late reply!!! but WTH THANK YOU IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME <3
TRUST I HAVE A LOT OF WORK PLANNED IVE JUST BEEN SO BUSY!!!!
also yes JUNGKOOK + CHOKING = EVERYTHING i can think about it too much or i get in my feels but again thank you for being a sweetheart and for your kind words. i hope you enjoy what i post next :D
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the only thing you’d willingly let slap across your face is his cock.
after jungkook’s done ramming his length down your throat, he gives you a second to catch your breath, watching his drenched dick glisten with your saliva. your face is so fucked out and the only thing he can do is chuckle and admire how your mouth is still wide open; tongue poking out as you pant for his cock.
“such a pretty slut for me.”
his smirk is heard through his words as he strokes himself with one hand while the other grips at your hair to force your head under his dick.
still holding his length, jungkook swipes his balls across your mouth, tongue immediately latching around them and lips puckering up while he drops his balls further into your gob.
he can’t help clenching his thighs when he feels you suck around him, loud groans erupting from his chest.
“fuuuuck yes… juuust like that.”
jungkook’s sounds and curses are like words of encouragement to you so you carry on as best as you can — even though you feel entirely brain fucked — to please him with all your might.
the loud, wet noises that are made only make his ears perk further before he feels his core tighten and dick throb. your eyes are screwed shut as he shoves himself as far as he can, the corners of your lips beginning to pain as they stretch from taking his balls in your mouth.
when he feels the rush within him grow, he’s quick to empty your gob and leave you gasping for air while he quickly jacks himself off over your face.
“want your cum !”
he hears you whine out, jungkook biting his lip at how desperate you still are despite just being full to the brim with his dick.
his jaw drops at the sight of your droopy eyes and laid out tongue before pointing his tip at it and releasing all his cum. you’re sure not to waste a single drop, swallowing all that entered your mouth as he becomes a grunting mess.
“what a good girl.”
he thrusts himself into you one last time, lips wrapping around his length before pulling out with a pop.
the beam on your face has his cock twitch, hand moving to tap his tip against your cheek a couple times, smile only widening.
JUNGKOOK’S ARMS are so muscular and veiny you’re forced to develop an arm kink because just look at them ! during sex, his meaty biceps are your favourite thing to grip on because they’re just so hard to the touch. you figure that jungkook also enjoys when you stroke your fingernails up and down his arm or dig into his skin as you notice a sexy smirk plaster on his lips. he’d have to be completely brainless not to catch onto your eyes linger at the size of his arms, so he does his part and flexes whenever you grab onto them. sometimes — when jungkook’s feeling extra and hitting it from behind — he’ll have you rest your back against his chest with a bicep wrapped around your neck. then ever so nicely, he applies pressure; choking you till you’re left breathless and begging for more…
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PROFESSOR!JUNGKOOK · STUDENT!READER · UNPROTECTED SEX · 2.8K
jungkook knew you were staring.
he didn’t mind at all; though he did sometimes wonder what was going through your head for your dimples to pop out as you grinned from ear to ear. or bite your lip and screw your eyes shut after you mouthed a swear word.
either way, jungkook couldn’t contain the smile on his lips.
“thinking about something good ?”
his voice broke you out of your daze, while he remained in his position, checking through your paper while you stood beside him, hands behind your back.
he glanced up at you, to see you blinking at him with an open mouth.
“i-“
there was no time to answer, the sound of his phone ringing somehow interrupting you but also saving your ass.
phew. no way to explain that your daydream consisted of him picking you up and fucking you on the desk he was working on.
it alarmed you seeing his eyes roll once he glanced at his caller id, although you could only wait patiently as he excused himself to leave the room.
“i’ll be a minute ____.”
you nodded at him as he rushed past you, a strained “what ?” leaving his mouth just before he shut the door behind him.
the couple minutes of you standing diligently while you could hear the definite annoyance through your professor’s voice, left you wondering if asking him to read through your essay was a good choice.
maybe, now wasn’t the right time—
a loud sigh met your ears after the slamming of the office door, turning to stumble upon the face of an obviously stressed man.
“erm…” you pressed your lips together, “would you like me to leave ?”
hands bunched into tight fists beside your body, it struck jungkook that you may have heard every second of his conversation; ultimately becoming awkward after knowing the contents.
“what ?” he slightly paused while walking, only to shake his head and carry on. “no, of course not.”
finally sitting down again with another relieving sigh leaving his mouth, jungkook picked up your papers while you noticed the tension in the silent room go from zero to one hundred.
oh fuck. you despised uncomfortable situations like these.
if only you decided to come another day, you wouldn’t haven’t encountered — what seemed like — a heated argument between husband and wife.
if only you weren’t so uncertain about your work, you wouldn’t come to ask your professor to go over it.
if only you didn’t open your big mouth, you wouldn’t be undergoing the absolutely embarrassing moment of mr jeon staring at you as if you were naked.
the words of “are you ok ?” repeated through jungkook’s ears several times before he could actually muster up a reply. to be honest, he was speechless.
“wow.” he took a second to shut his eyes before smiling widely at you.
“i don’t believe i’ve been asked about my well-being for a good three months.” he squinted his eyes while scoffing.
“i just- you…” you stopped yourself before you could make it worse, deciding to focus on the ground which you wished would swallow you up right now.
“it’s ok,” the genuine tone of his evident, “i actually appreciate it a lot. thanks for your kindness towards me.”
“don’t thank me.” it mainly came out in one whole breath — jungkook chuckling in reply when you proceeded to try and comfort him.
“things must be hard sir, but they’ll get better.”
he got the hint that you were referring to the phone call you most certainly overheard, although he couldn’t blame you.
“do things get better from finding your wife with another man in her bed ?”
the disgust on your face when he finished speaking kinda amused him, although he made sure to reassure you in not worrying.
“we’re getting a divorce anyway, but she’s just being a difficult woman currently.” he turned a page over now, paying you no attention while you were appalled.
“mr jeon, i’m so sorry.”
never had you ever actually known somebody who’d experienced such a thing, your remorse and horror towards the unfortunate event being obvious as it disturbed you how normal he was acting.
“what are you apologising for ?” gaping up at your standing self, jungkook dropped the papers in his hands only to focus fully on you now.
“because no one deserves that. especially not you sir.”
hoping he knew you were stating only the truth, it began to make total sense as to why his personality had changed in the last couple of months.
when mr jeon arrived, he was the new, hot and young professor, making both teachers and students swoon over him. not only his attractive looks, he was approachable to all while being friendly and having a great attitude towards teaching.
his sudden change of character where he turned more dismissive and less enthusiastic was spotted by anybody who paid close attention to him. you being part of anybody.
“well it gladdens me to know you care for me. at least one person does.”
watching as his small smile turned into a frown, your hand naturally reached out to him, resting on to his clenched fist.
the soft touch startled jungkook, instantly feeling at ease once he saw your comforting grin.
it wasn’t a total secret that you may or may not have had a crush on him. jungkook would just have to be totally oblivious to your sweet stares and smiles.
or the fact that he’s accidentally caught you scribble his name on the back of a piece of paper; hearts and doodles all to be seen around mr jeon.
“of course, sir.”
it was a reflex, hand wrapping around his, yet when you were just about to pull it back — realising that maybe you were overstepping a boundary — jungkook’s palm lay over yours.
the silence was loud as the pair of you refused to break eye contact.
you didn’t know what to call it, but the emotion in his gaze was hard to name. similarly, he could say the same about you; a strand of your hair beginning to bug him as he moved near to you, extending his finger and tucking the piece behind your ear.
and that was it. he’d crossed the line.
there was no time to hold back, suddenly in two minds before your lips had crashed on his after he was inches away from your face when fixing your hair.
oddly, there was no sign of reluctance as he reciprocated your passion — kissing you harder with more intensity as you had to grip on his shoulders to keep yourself steady.
“fuck.” you muttered when withdrawing, removing your hands from him when you comprehended what just happened.
you kissed your professor. and he’s married.
“shit, i’m-”
just as you were about to apologise, jungkook’s mouth was already connected to you as he hurried out of his seat to hold your cheeks in his palms, urgency on show.
your head was empty; mind only full of his eagerness towards you as he stayed smooching you.
instinctively, your two bodies moved towards a surface to lean on — the nearest his desk — as your hands latched on the edge to keep you stable.
both of you were busy snogging away, chests bumping into each other while his glasses began to become a nuisance for him.
“i’m sorry.” he grinned, withdrawing from you to remove the frames.
your mouth was open as he gaped back at you, no noise filling the other’s ears apart from the panting after the rush and excitement you both felt.
“we- i-”
“forgive me,” he’d taken a couple of steps back; ensuring there was a couple metres distance between you two, “i- i don’t know what i was thinking.”
surely, he didn’t think it was a mistake ?
yeah, it would’ve been amazing under better circumstances — like if he didn’t have a wife — however it felt good.
“do you regret it ?”
the crestfallen tone of yours immediately made jungkook jump to correct you.
“no !” he ran a hand through his hair, clutching on to the pair of glasses in his free hand before tutting.
“i’m your professor and you’re my student. i just-“
“i’m an adult. and so are you.”
jungkook was in a dilemma. sure, he’d enjoyed having your lips on his, but that’s not the point. though he knew it was wrong, it felt way too good.
“but-“
“you know what. maybe i should go.”
you didn’t know what you were doing, aware that you’d left your assignment with him and would have to come face to face with him soon anyway. but for now you didn’t want to embarrass yourself any further; brushing past him and nearly leaving till he called out your name.
“lock the door.”
the little intake of breath didn’t go hidden by jungkook.
“you sure ?”
turning, you saw his hands on his hips as he poked his tongue at his inner cheek — a small smirk on his lips along with a raised eyebrow.
that alone was all you needed to turn the round knob and ensure you heard the click of the door locking.
“come here.”
you practically ran to him, legs wrapping around him as he heaved your body up onto him.
it was as if you were hungry for one another, tongues already in each other’s mouths and hands travelling to all the right places.
you didn’t know jungkook was a moaner, however setting your ass on his desk with your pelvis directly hitting his crotch, legs wrapped tightly around his frame as you clutched onto his arms with your fingers; feeling the contact made a vibration resound from his mouth onto yours.
“____” he withdrew, hands still stuck on your hips with both of your breaths hitting the others lips while grinning at the feeling of your heartbeats increasing.
“do you really want to do this ?”
his forehead came in to contact with yours; thumb swiping across your bottom lip and eyelids shutting once your thighs clenched on either side of him.
“i do.” you breathed out, edging closer to peck him gently — teasingly dragging your lips until he held your jaw, lightly in place.
“is this okay ?”
his husky voice so near to your ear, was driving you insane but you could only nod as he continued.
“are you giving me your full consent to fuck you ?”
hearing such an explicit word from his lips had your pussy throbbing as you gulped before replying.
“yes.”
the once thoughtful gaze which turned to lust had you bite your lips when jungkook unhurriedly took off his blazer, biceps bulging through his shirt.
“i’m gonna make sure you don’t regret this.”
oh you were certain you weren’t.
watching him work with his zipper indicated to you to get started on your skirt, although the hand on yours prevented you from doing so.
“there’s no need.” jungkook muttered, inching nearer to trail a set of kisses on your neck while standing in between your legs.
he was able to unhook his cock through the unzipped part of his trousers; the pure sight of his throbbing head making you gasp from first glance.
his cocky chuckle was hot, nonetheless, as his lips along with his tongue stayed showing love to your exposed chest, the faint skim of two fingers setting aside your almost soaked panties felt so smooth to you, until the plunge of two fingers inside of your hole made you whimper.
“mmmph.”
you’d pulled him so close to you to hide your face in the croak of his neck, jungkook simply shushing you as your arms fastened around his shoulders.
he was quick to leave your puckered hole as fast as his fingers entered, smearing the wetness to make things easier for him.
you’d be lying if you said he didn’t know what he was doing though. his thumb, so effortlessly pressing on your clit at just the right pressure as his digits worked in and out of you; body becoming limp at how skilfully he had you go from mewling in slight discomfort to moaning in utter pleasure.
jungkook could feel he was fully hard merely from satisfying you and even if he wasn’t getting gratified at the same time, being able to have his eyes feast on you undoing yourself in front of him was enough.
your body was only tilting backwards, arms detaching themselves from him as you planted your palms on either side of your weak self — opening your screwed shut lids to meet his cock calling your name.
he smirked, spotting your eyes lingering up and down from his own to the show that eventually ended up taking your whole attention.
jungkook’s lips that adorned a wide grin changed to his mouth dropping open when you brought your thumb to his slit, spreading his pre-cum while keeping eye contact.
giving in, his eyes fell down to your hands fisting his length; successfully bringing him delight by jacking him off while playing with his exposed balls and adding the perfect touch of squeezing when he least expected it.
“i- i don’t want to cum yet.”
those words were the last you anticipated to hear from jungkook, his shaky breath making you go a little slower while you understood it was more of a warning when he separated both your hands from the other.
the whine which met his ears altered into a loud moan after jungkook swiftly thrusted his dick in to your desperate hole in replacement of his index and middle finger.
“fuck.”
both of you cursed under your breath when he penetrated you at ease after doing a good job of making your pussy accustomed to his large size.
“don’t you dare pull out…” you groaned through sounds of joy, “i’m on the pill.” head falling back when jungkook clutched on to the bottom of your thighs to have his cock hit you deeper.
“oh yeah ?" his thrusts increased at your words, balls smacking against your cunt as you uttered sinful words at the sensation of him pounding into you,
“i can’t wait for you to cum all over my cock baby. can you do that for me ____ ?” his breathing turning heavy only meant he was close as his nail dug into you.
the same could be said for yourself; jungkook asking you such a question snapping the orgasm in your stomach, as you screamed out in gratification.
“yes, yes !”
jungkook wouldn’t put an end to fucking you, body losing it’s balance and essentially crushing you while his dick continued to shove into you.
“that’s it, cum for me baby.”
his grunts got quieter as he gradually halted his movements, only to hover over you and steady himself by keeping his weight on his palms that rested on both sides of your head.
your body was still, pussy throbbing around his pulsating cock as all you could feel was the numbness between your legs.
“ugh.”
the two of you were a mess, jungkook also wincing when pulling out of you; the remaining juices that left your hole entrancing him for a second till he grabbed a tissue and wiped it up delicately.
flinching from the feeling, you let out a tiny whimper, letting your eyes flutter shut. you heard his zipper and an appeasing exhale — a smile appearing on your face until he clapped his hands together.
“okay, let’s get you up.”
it was clear to him you were worn out so he was understanding enough to help hoist your upper half from its previous posture until you were sitting up with your hands enclasped around his neck.
he’d sorted both your underwear and skirt out like the gentleman he was; the only jumbled thing about you, your hair.
the chuckle that left his mouth was sweet while he sorted the messy strands as you gazed at him like he was a sort of prize, a grin on your mouth.
“you must be giddy.”
jungkook acknowledged that you were probably feeling afterglow; beaming at your happy self.
“that was the best sex i’ve ever had.”
he immediately laughed, the sound bringing glee to your ears.
“thank you, i guess.” he scrunched his nose while biting his lip, squeezing on your hips.
“can i ask you a question though ?”
there was a hint of hesitation behind your words, jungkook squinting at you for a second before smiling to reassure you.
Loved your work . Can we expect more future works or a masterlist atleast ?
that’s so kind of you!! yes i’m working on quite a bit but please don’t be afraid to request anything you’d like :3
once i’ve got a couple of things written i’ll be sure to make a masterlist <3 again thank you for the sweet words they mean a lot to me since im a bit on edge about posting :)
it always started off with groans. deep, guttural ones that seemed like jungkook had a beast within him dying to come out when you slipped his tip past your tongue.
your ears would perk at how he wasn’t shy to make a sound at every movement you made with your mouth; whether it was your lips kissing down his length or your cheeks sucking against it.
“fuck ! i-i love your mouth !”
jungkook turned completely weak — he let loose. and you lived for it.
when you sucked his cock it was as if you were eager to snatch his soul. no fucking around or teasing and being timid, just somehow having the ability to send him into another world.
you wanted his toes to curl and begin to ache as you jacked him off with one hand and another massaged his balls. he could only drop his jaw wide open before you took him fully in your mouth.
it was all too much.
but that only meant jungkook’s mind was a mess. so his body reacted by itself. he flinched randomly and fidgeted in his spot, ass clenching until you grabbed onto his thighs. how could he concentrate on one thing when you were so fucking good at working on his cock. all he could do was shudder, light gasps escaping his lips as he balled his hands into fists by his side. there was no point laying a hand on your head and forcing you to keep his dick in your mouth when you were already throat fucking him.
“shiiiit, just need your gob round my c-cock, ugh-”
but when it got to that point, jungkook turned into a whiny simp (which you loved) and let out the most heavenly moans.
“aah, p-please d-don’t sto- !”
you were past needing to be told what to do — his dick was yours. jungkook simply went limp, dick twitching as he released himself in your mouth, balls starting to throb as they rested against your chin.
