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for whom the bell by lokh with art by amihan and yoonji has been posted! This is day 6 of the mini bang, go check it out!

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day 333/548 of jimin's military service

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"P-Please, noona… m-make me come," Jungkook begs with hitching breaths. "Please let me come for you."

Satisfaction glints in Yoonji's lidded stare as she clicks her tongue approvingly. Rewarding his obedience, she tightens her grip and begins pumping in earnest, twisting her wrist on every upstroke just how Jungkook likes.

He doesn't even try to stifle his whines and moans as pleasure mounts rapidly in his abdomen. Every harsh cant of his hips drives him deeper into Yoonji's merciless strokes until he's reduced to a trembling mess, teetering right on the razor's edge.

"That's it," Yoonji croons hotly against the damp skin of his neck. "Come for noona. Let go, puppy."

Those words of encouragement are the final shove Jungkook needs to go hurtling over the precipice. He comes undone on a broken cry, shaking apart against Yoonji. Ropes of cum coat Yoonji’s hand, and his own stomach. 

Even as he lies in a sated, boneless heap amidst the tangled sheets, Yoonji doesn't immediately release her tight hold on his overstimulated cock. She simply stares down at him with heated satisfaction, wringing out every last tremor until Jungkook is issuing pitiful mewls of protest.

Finally, she relents, thumb swiping over the slick, reddened tip in a possessive caress. "There's my good boy," she praises, equal parts fond and sinful. "Noona's good little puppy."

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Jungkook whines as she begins lazily working him over, squeezing just shy of too tight in that perfect way. He's overstimulated and ultra sensitised from his recent release but utterly incapable of asking her to stop—he doesn’t want it to stop. They both know he'll take whatever pleasure or torment she decides to give him.

"Aw, is it too much for my good boy already?" Yoonji coos with feigned innocence. "Use your words and tell noona when it gets to be too much, hmm?"

Jungkook gives a frantic nod, head thrashing weakly against the pillows. He’s so lightheaded and deliriously turned on, body strung out and hyper aware of even the barest touch as she works him higher and higher toward completion once more.

A shuddering cry escapes from Jungkook's throat as he convulses beneath her, hips jerking upwards mindlessly to meet each scorching stroke and twist of her wrist. 

"That's it, puppy," she murmurs, pumping him in tight, relentless strokes from base to swollen tip. "Just let go for noona one more time. You've earned every second of this."

This time when he shatters apart, Yoonji milks him through each searing pulse, not relenting until he lies boneless and quivering in the wake of a second obliterating orgasm.

And when she finally does withdraw her sticky hand, she brings her glistening fingers to Jungkook’s lips for him to lave them clean as Jungkook looks up at her in a dazed, sated stupor.

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Drabble of the fic

"Hold on, let me check."

"Check wha- mmph!"

"Okay, yeah. Still gay as hell."

ANYWAYS I WROTE A LITTLE SOMETHING

Flowers and Tanghulu

Y/n and Eunji were the epitome of a picture-perfect couple. Their love was like a delicate dance, with every step bringing them closer together. They were inseparable, going on romantic dates filled with laughter, joy, and endless memories.

But today, their love story hit a bump in the road. A misunderstanding led to a heated argument that left both Y/n and Eunji feeling hurt and distant. The once vibrant bond between them was clouded by tension and sadness.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Y/n knew they had to make things right. They wanted to remind Eunji of the love and happiness they shared. With a determined heart, Y/n set out on a mission to mend their fractured relationship. Y/n knew Eunji's heart was easily won with the simplest gestures of love.

They remembered Eunji's obsession with tanghulu, those delectable sweet and sticky fruit skewers. Y/n decided to surprise Eunji by buying a box of tanghulu, knowing it would bring a smile to her face. But Y/n didn't stop there. They wanted to make the moment even more special.

Y/n made their way to the flower shop and carefully handpicked a bouquet of Eunji's favorite flowers. Each bloom held a message of apology and affection. As the evening approached, Y/n nervously knocked on Eunji's door, holding the box of tanghulu and the bouquet in trembling hands.

Eunji opened the door, her eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and longing. Without saying a word, Y/n extended the offerings of peace and love. Eunji's eyes sparkled with tears, knowing that Y/n had gone above and beyond to make things right. She reached out and took the tanghulu, savoring the sweet taste that reminded her of their shared

memories. With the bouquet of flowers in hand, Y/n gently took Eunji's trembling fingers and brought them to their lips, placing a soft kiss on her knuckles.

In that moment, the tension melted away, replaced by a renewed sense of love and understanding. As they sat together, tanghulu and flowers surrounding them, Y/n and Eunji realized that their love was stronger than any argument. They promised to communicate better, to cherish each other, and to never let trivial matters come between them again.