ff limbo

synopsis: for a while now, weverse has allowed fans to ‘dm’ their favourite idols. it’s controlled, it’s monitored, it’s all very pc… until you come along one drunken night and break the rules. what is supposed to be a harmless act of communication quickly spirals into much, much more and begs the question, how far should communication between a fan and an idol really go?

genre: jjk x reader (fem), smau mini-series, fluff, smut, delulu, crack

rating: 18+ | minors, dni

a/n: oooooh i do love a naughty little cliffhanger (dw, the next chapter is coming soon) but does anyone else have a special weakness for jealous kook?? he's just so kdicjiajsxjklajxklajkl and if i were y/n, i'd 100% be winding him up on purpose

anywayyyy, back to the story x

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synopsis: for a while now, weverse has allowed fans to ‘dm’ their favourite idols. it’s controlled, it’s monitored, it’s all very pc… until you come along one drunken night and break the rules. what is supposed to be a harmless act of communication quickly spirals into much, much more and begs the question, how far should communication between a fan and an idol really go?

genre: jjk x reader (fem), smau mini-series, fluff, smut, delulu, crack

rating: 18+ | minors, dni

a/n: hey everyone! long time no see, i'm sorry :( last week was super hectic and i didn't get a lot of free time to work on hmu, but we're back! the next couple of chapters roll into each other nicely hence why i wanted to wait to upload them both at the same time and not keep you all waiting. as always, i hope you enjoy them and tysm for all the love and support on this little fic ♡ ly all so much! x

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Not a fic, just a thought but -

Pairing: BTS OT7 X READER

Warning: free use, degradation, exhibitionism, gang bang, etc etc.

Not a fic, just a thought, don't judge peeps, don't read if your gonna judge and let me know what you think of this!!!!

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Imagine Yn being a free use slut for the boys during awards shows/mv sets, etc. She'd bounce on Hoseok's cock while he monitors their performance, taking Joon's cock down her throat like a pretty little whore at the same time.

The producers and staff are used to it and don't find it unusual when they find you naked in the dressing room, one of the maknae line members plummeting your pretty pussy to relieve their stress.

You take the pounding like a good little toy, helping them relieve their stress before they get on stage again, you were happy to be their little toy.

Imagine the cute skirt you put on bunched up at your hips when Yoongi uses you as a cock warmer while getting his makeup done or the boys just casually fingering your wet, tight pussy while they wait to be called up on stage, enjoying the way you became a drooling, moaning mess in their hands.

Seokjin leaving marks all over your body by the time he is done with you, your legs too weak to stand up by yourself from the fucking you just experienced. He'd be a good boy and clean you up only for Jimin to fuck you against the wall of the thinly walled dressing room not caring that someone could hear them.

Taehyung joining Jimin and sinking his cock into you tight little ass, stretching you out to the maximum.

Panties were a huge no no, the boys insisted that they were a hassle, they needed Yn ready and accessible at all times and panties came in the way of that. Jungkook in particular hated them the most, punishing her in public when he saw her wearing panties that day. Fingering her in the car as they went to the broadcasting station, making her come undone over and over again.

She'd have multiple orgasms as a day, satisfying the needs of seven men who had the libido of Zeus.

Her pale thighs coated with dried cum by the end of the day and her body all marked up, she'd be showered with love and affection once all of them are at home, the boys cooing over what a good girl she was and how well she took all of them. A well behaved puppy.

I love doing these though I have to think hard to decide on them... Let's go!

Jin: the man has said so himself that he likes being choked and handcuffed, but I don't expect anything too wild from him. I think he likes having "fun" sex, so even if he is handcuffed on the bed he will be keeping the mood light. Now, his love for food? Not a food kink per se (cuz he wouldn't mix that with sex) but he does have an obsession with performing oral. Like, he literally won't stop. Want to turn him on? Tell him he's having you for dinner.

Yoongi: all you have to do to get him horny is a bit of PDA. Hold his hand. Stroke his arm while you're sitting next to him. Touch his feet with yours under the table. But then during the actual sex I think he would love to be marked, perhaps tied up sometimes, pulling his hair or biting his lip. He loves lazy, morning sex. But even in all of these he likes the idea of being in control, so he would like being called daddy/oppa/hyung.

Hoseok: ohhh a sadist! He is sunshine by day and complete darkness by night. He will genuinely get hard at hearing his s/o scream in pain. Spanking them is better than sex to him. He will choke, of course, but his sadistic side doesn't stop at these basics. Also, he might like it when his partner reciprocates the pain a bit– in the form of scratching his back while he is literally fucking their brains out for example.

Namjoon: I think he's kinda possessive, even if that goes against his "woke" side, or maybe because of it. He gets so worked up if his s/o says that they are "his". If they showed up with his name anywhere on them (a choker, a tattoo, just straight up written on their ass with a Sharpie) he would go insane. "Property of Kim Namjoon"– Boom you have him for life. Bonus points if you're a feminist girl and you just turn into a complete obedient little servant for the man (just for the sex though he is still respectful lol)

Jimin: praise kink. Do I even need to explain this one? He doesn't even hide it, straight up asks for compliments. So it would obviously turn him on, though I think when it comes to flirting he would prefer someone teasing him and matching/competing with his low-key evil energy, so perhaps some degradation too. Challenge him and his worth just a bit to get him hard and desperate enough to prove himself to you in order to receive his precious praise.

Taehyung: I think I've mentioned before how I believe he has a pet play kink (cuz of the random leashes here and there) and idk I just can see him acting like a puppy so much. He has a foot fetish (duh) and I believe he's into roleplaying too (we know he always does that with jimin anyway). The fact that he wants lots of kids (along with his kinda furry side lol) leads me to believe that he might have a breeding/impregnation kink as well. All in all I think Tae is the member with the weirdest kinks lol.

don't talk to me to i'm too shy after writing this... the sins i have committed!!

It was your fault; you were being so damn loud as Jimin was fucking that butt plug in and out of you to stretch you out. Even when Taehyung shut your mouth up with his cock, you were wailing around him at the hot pain of being ripped open on your tightest hole like that. And Jungkook kept telling you, he kept warning you: "stop fucking screaming or they'll hear us." But how could you stop? He had his mouth on you, making you feel so good that you couldn't help but cry out every other second. It really was beyond your control.

He was right, they did hear you. And they didn't hesitate to come into the room to see what you were doing. You've never felt so exposed before in your life, completely naked and fucked out without even the main event having started yet, and now seven men were looking at you. All seven! The hyungs were not happy about what they found, not happy at all.

"I see you're having all the fun without us," Yoongi snarled, walking up to you and pulling Taehyung away from you, eyes boring into yours.

Oh. That wasn't the kind of upset you thought they'd be.

“Yeah, what happened to your manners?” Jin spoke, and you couldn’t tell if he was joking or not. Until he pinched your chin between his thumb and index finger to bring your flustered face so close to his. “Shouldn’t you let your hyungs go first?”

Jungkook didn’t like sharing with so many people, his competitive side jumping out to bark at the other men. “She never agreed to this- to- to you!” But everyone else just laughed. It made your face burn; the idea they had of you in their heads that they knew you would not mind all seven of them at the same time. I mean, they weren’t wrong. Your pussy was dripping with want from the moment the older members walked in, perhaps it was the reason you were so loud all along.

“Why doesn’t she just say what she wants,” Namjoon offered, licking his lips while looking at you. “I see her mouth is unoccupied right now, she can speak for herself.” It felt like your brain was rotten, couldn’t form a coherent thought other than fuck, shit, damn, shit, fuck.

Hoseok chuckled and pushed everyone to come to you. “Guys!” he called, pinching Jimin’s ear to drag him away from you with a couple of ouches. “Don’t you know she’s shy? Don’t be assholes, please.” His hands were soft on your cheeks as he comforted you. As he took the liberty of sitting right next to you. “It’s okay, sweetheart-” he cooed, “-come sit on my lap.”

See, that was a lot easier for you to do. No room for questions, thoughts, regrets, worries. You straddled him and he started kissing you gently, all while you unbuckled him and took his cock in your hands. The others seemed to get the idea as well. Someone was playing with that butt plug still in your ass, while another was massaging your breasts. Hoseok slipped into your pussy and the moment you opened your mouth to gasp at the feeling, Namjoon was turning your head and filling that mouth with his thick member. You moaned around him and let him thrust down your throat with minimal gagging.

“Take that off her,” you heard Yoongi growl behind you before someone pulled the plug out, immediately replacing it with his dick. You cried so hard as he probed into you, feeling the two cocks inside you pressing on each other with just a very thin wall separating them. You had never experienced such hedonism. And you were crying literal happy tears when they found a pace that complimented each other’s thrusts.

“Hyung!” Jungkook whined, and he was immediately pulling your hair to pop you off Namjoon’s dick and turn you to face the other way, pushing his own cock into your mouth instead. So full. So sated. One of them had your boob in his mouth and you couldn't even see who it was. Another took your hand to wrap it around his dick and use it to jerk himself off; Jimin, you recognized after you managed to have your eyes focus.

“So fucking good,” their leader groaned while he rubbed your back soothingly. “Such a pretty, little slut. Taking so many cocks, so well. You’re doing great, sweetheart. Good girl, good fucking girl.” You heard them all agree with him, and the pride that filled your chest pushed you over the edge, screaming and moaning as you climaxed.

“Shit-” Hoseok cussed and spilled inside you right away, the feeling of your pussy fluttering around him defeating him completely. You were dripping cum when he pulled you off him, Yoongi slipping out as well to change your position. You were empty now, one moment taking three cocks and the next none.

You whined so loud. “More, more, please-”

You were passed onto Taehyung’s awaiting arms without having to even move at all, sitting on his lap with your back facing him. He latched his teeth on your neck as he pushed his dick into your ass easily, your hole already begging to be filled. And then it was Jin who came in front of you, grabbing your legs to push them up and gain more access to your pussy, dick long and slender reaching deep to your cervix and sliding against Hoseok’s cum. Ah, full again. You had Namjoon and Yoongi in either hand, jerking them off lazily -not much clarity to be able to do it better- and soon enough the former was cumming, seed reaching to stain your neck and part of your face.

“Me too, me too,” Jimin was crying, dick aching in his own hand. And Jin let him take his turn at fucking your cunt, the position being easy enough to change again and again. Until the younger came inside you too. Jungkook finished in your mouth, Jin on your stomach, Yoongi on your boobs, and Taehyung in your ass. Jimin ate you out, slurping up all the cum until he made you finish again. And then all of them helped clean you up and make you feel better in their own ways.

“So…” Taehyung asked when no one dared to speak, the high from the sex dying down and the shame of your actions creeping up to you. But he had to ask what he knew everyone wanted to. “When are we doing this again?”

“Yeah, just like that,” Jungkook moaned as you were bouncing on his dick, up and down, running out of breath but still fucking yourself harder on him because of the way your stomach clenched at his words. His hands were on your back, stroking you, as his mouth dropped with more compliments. “Good job, baby. You’re fucking me so well.”

You whined, letting your head fall on his shoulder as he held your hips, helping you guide them on him. “Kookie-” you gasped, toes curling. It felt so good but you needed more.

Your boyfriend kissed the side of your head. “So pretty. My pretty, little princess.” And you whined again, pulling back to look into his eyes. Your cheeks were burning, and it wasn’t even because of the things he was telling you, but because of the things you were too shy to tell him. He seemed to realize there was something on your mind, either because of the way you were biting your lip nervously or the way you were losing your pace, clearly distracted by something else. “What is it, love? What do you want, tell me.”

“I-” You bit your lip harder, hiding your face into his chest.

His hands came up to lift your chin. “Come on, baby. You can tell me anything. Do you want me to fuck you instead? What do you want? I’ll do anything for my sweet, little princess.”

“I want…” You felt so dirty for asking something like that, although you knew your boyfriend would never judge you. But something about Jungkook calling you his good girl while you had such kinky thoughts made you feel nasty. As well as it made your pussy pulse around him, more juices flowing out of you. You took in a breath. “Can you choke me, please?”

Jungkook didn’t seem to expect that, eyebrows raised high. But he didn’t seem to mind it one bit. “Choke you?” he asked, a smirk beginning to appear on his lips. “Is that what you were so scared to ask me, baby?”

You ground on his cock a bit involuntarily, searching for some friction. “Ye- yeah… I have never, you know… I wanted to try.” Choking wasn’t something you had ever trusted anyone enough to do before. But you trusted Jungkook, and you knew the idea turned you on a lot.

“Oh,” he mumbled. And he smiled brightly as the hand that was on your chin fell on your neck, stroking you with the back of his fingers. Goosebumps following his touch. “Anything you want, baby. Don’t be shy, I’ll do anything for you.”

You wrapped a hand around his wrist right as he wrapped his around your throat, making him pause. “Be gentle, please.”

He chuckled, and pulled you closer by your neck, making you yelp a bit. Lips finding yours softly. “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll take care of you.” With his free hand, he held your ass up and started thrusting up into you, your mouth dropping open to moan loudly. And Jungkook kissed you more. “You know your safe word, use it if you need me to stop, yes princess?”

You nodded, already feeling a bit dizzy and he wasn’t even choking you yet. Just the feeling of his hand there and him fucking you harder than before was so good already. Your stomach was clenching in a mixture of nervousness and excitement. “Yes,” you managed to whisper, eyes foggy as they stared into his.

“Good girl,” Jungkook purred and it made you moan. “I know you’ll be so good for me right now. Don’t be scared, baby, you’ll do so well.” And just as his words were caressing your ears, his hand started squeezing you lightly. Eyes watching your reaction carefully as yours fluttered closed, mouth opening to drop a string of whines and moans. It didn’t hurt, his grip was still soft enough for you to be fine, yet strong enough to turn you unbelievably on. You started bouncing on him again, meeting his hard thrusts. And Jungkook cooed at you. “That’s right, baby. You like my hand around your pretty neck?”

You nodded, wincing a bit. “More,” you choked out.

“Alright, princess,” he said. “I’ll give you more since you’re taking this so well.” And his thumb, index, and middle fingers dived deeper into your neck. You could feel your pulse straining against his hold. You could still breathe, just felt the air forcing its way up and down your throat a bit. And you started feeling a warmth, a tingling, your head a bit heavier, your vision a bit foggy.

“Kook…” Voice so small you didn’t know if he could hear you.

Jungkook started thrusting into you harder. “Fuck, so hot,” he groaned. “Baby, you look so hot like that.”

You could barely register his words, yet they made you whine so hard. And tears started rolling down your face, so close to cumming it was frustrating. “I’m gonna-” you tried saying, but it just came out as an incoherent grumble.

“You should cum for me, baby,” Jungkook encouraged you. “Come on. Be a good girl and cum on my cock for me, then I’ll let you go.” Thrusting so hard into you that he made you scream every time. And right when your vision started becoming black, the only thing you could understand being Jungkook’s dick in your cunt and his hand on your throat, you felt your orgasm pop like bubble gum.

“Well done, love,” Jungkook cooed but you couldn’t hear him. He released your throat entirely, and you coughed a couple of times, body falling on his with no more strength to hold yourself up. And he was rubbing your back soothingly. “Such a good girl, you did so well, baby. Did you like that?”

There was a throbbing in your head, pressing against your temples like a headache, a faint pain around your neck where his hand was. But most importantly, a feeling of satisfaction you were new to. Your pussy was still pulsing around his hard cock, and you started grinding against him, needing to get him off and return the favor of such an amazing orgasm.

“So much,” you told him. “I loved it. I loved being choked by you, Kook. Thank you so much.”

And he smiled, kissing you sweetly. “I’m happy, baby. You looked so good with my hand around your neck, I’ll definitely be choking you more often from now on.”

“I’m gonna break these cheap ass handcuffs right away,” Jungkook complained, clicking his tongue while you cuffed him to the bed. You glared down at him, and he smirked at you. “I’m just saying, you might need something stronger.”

“Shut up,” you groaned. A finger pressed right under his chin to raise his head. “You’re not gonna break these, Kookie. You’ll be a good boy for me and let me fuck you like this. Unless you want to be punished.”

Why were you even saying that? You knew the little brat would want to be punished. He had been acting up all day, whining and begging for you to fuck him while you were out with some friends, effectively embarrassing you and getting on your nerves. Of course, he was doing all of it to have you dominate him, to use him and fuck him until his brain was rotten from the pleasure. Because you have been too good to him lately. You have been giving him anything he wanted, he was acting out to get you to tell him “no”.

“I can’t make such a promise,” Jungkook said, biting his lip. His eyes turned upwards to mock you. “If you can actually make me feel good, I might consider being good too. But I don’t see you trying enough- you won’t even give me proper handcuffs.”

“You little-” You grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled it back with force, effectively making Jungkook yelp. Deciding that wasn’t enough, however, you slapped his naked dick with your other hand, this time drawing out a louder cry from him. His stupid smirk finally being replaced by a little pout. “Watch that dirty, little mouth of yours, Kookie.”

You saw him struggle to breathe a bit, the way you handled him turning him on too much. His dick twitching, hurt from the blow yet craving secretly another one. Teeth sunk in his lip as his cheeks grew a bit pink. And most of all, he struggled to keep up his mischievous act; you could see it in his eyes, how close he was to beg you for forgiveness. But alas. Jungkook is competitive even when it comes to spite.

“Make me.”

You wanted to laugh; such a cliche answer. Yet it always worked, didn’t it? Your hand still full of his hair, you pulled him back again until his throat was right open, and you grabbed the pretty, violet dildo you had laying on the bed next to you. You originally planned to handcuff him and make him watch as you fucked yourself with the toy. But now you changed your mind. He wanted you to make him watch his mouth? Say less.

“Open up,” you ordered, and Jungkook dropped his mouth wide open like he had been waiting for you to ask him exactly that. You slowly pushed the toy into him, rotating it to cover every inch with his saliva and get it to slide against his tongue easily. “Let's see how you’ll be running that bratty mouth of yours with a cock down your throat, hm?” And you pushed it down until he gagged.

Jungkook’s wrists strained against the handcuffs, choking sounds coming from his throat without you stopping one bit. His body squirmed, eyes immediately tearing up, and he found it difficult to breathe. Whining, trying to beg you to stop but unable to speak, he drooled around the violet dildo and down his chin, keeping his eyes on yours like they were his lifeboat. You pulled the dildo back just enough to let him gasp and cough, and then pushed it back inside. You wrapped your other hand around the base of his cock and squeezed him tightly, making him groan, tears escaping from the corners of his eyes.

You freed his throat entirely, satisfied with the compliance of your boyfriend, letting the dildo fall next to you. “Good boy,” you cooed. Jungkook coughed a bit, trying to regain himself. And when he looked back up, his eyes were a lot darker than before.

One hard pull of his strong arms and the handcuffs broke loudly in half. You yelped, jumping slightly back, widening your eyes at him a bit terrified. And Jungkook, now freed crawled slowly over your body. “I told you you should have gotten stronger handcuffs, babe.”

“Koo- Kookie,” you stammered, falling on your back as he moved threateningly over you.

“It’s Daddy for you, sweetheart,” he growled, and you felt your stomach clench. Frozen, you didn’t even try to put up a fight as he grabbed your thighs -broken handcuffs still around his wrists like bracelets- and pushed them apart hard. “Had your little fun torturing me, baby?”

You didn’t know how to reply. Yes? You’d get in so much trouble. “I- I wasn’t…”

His fingers flicked around your folds harshly, making you squeal, as he collected your juices between them. “I’m sure you did,” he grunted. “Such a wet mess.” He clicked his tongue disapprovingly before bringing the fingers coated with your fluids up to your lips, pushing them past them for you to suck them clean. “All I asked was for you to fuck me good, sweetheart. I guess I have to do everything myself around here.”

He pulled his fingers out of your mouth, using the same hand to choke you, metal bracelet touching your skin and making you shiver, while he shoved his dick right into your pussy. A moan squeezed right out of you as he began fucking you as intensely as you were using that dildo on him earlier.

“Tell me, should I let you cum after that?”

You dared to nod. “Please…”

“Please what?” he grunted. Squeezing your throat more.

“Please, daddy,” you moaned. And Jungkook smirked, satisfied enough with how he got you so submissive, so fast.

“Good girl.”

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another brat tamer!kook i see... this is silly at first but hot later

You ate his ice cream. You ate his ice cream. That Ben & Jerry’s Peanut Butter Cup ice cream he had bought two days ago and was looking so forward to eating tonight after a long week of dieting, dance practices, and workouts.

“I didn’t eat it.”

“Cut the bullshit, baby,” Jungkook scoffed at you. “It’s just the two of us living here, who else would it be?”

“Maybe you already ate it and you forgot.”

The truth was you had indeed eaten it. But you were hoping that he wouldn’t search for it yet and you would be able to go to the store tomorrow and replace it. And, well, now it was too late.

“Stop gaslighting me and admit you ate it, you fucking brat.”

Your eyes widened at him, and you finally put down the phone you were using as a diversion and folded your arms over your chest. “And what if I did?” you spat, and Jungkook’s lips couldn’t help but twitch at your reaction. He liked seeing you act up, just so that he can put you back in your place later. “What are you gonna do?” you continued in a mocking tone. “Spank me?”

Your boyfriend’s mouth dropped, a very dangerous smirk playing on his face. And he started walking to you. “Actually… I was gonna make you go get me another one, but that works.” And before you knew it, he was ducking down and grabbing you by the waist, hoisting you in the air and throwing you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

“Jung-kook!” you shrieked. And to show just how serious he was, he slapped your ass with force, before he started walking to the bedroom. You were squirming around in his hold, and right as he went through the doorway, you hit your head on the wall right next to it. “Ah! You did that on purpose!”

Jungkook laughed and dropped you on the bed, immediately caging your form under his. “If you weren’t acting like a little brat and stayed still, it wouldn’t have happened.”

You weren’t ready to admit defeat. So you tried pushing his chest to get him off you. “Just let me go!” you whined. “I’ll go get you your stupid ice cream. As if it’s that big of a deal!”

But the man grabbed your wrists and pinned them on the mattress next to your head. “Oh, no, baby,” he rasped. “This isn’t about that anymore. This is about teaching you how to behave. I’m gonna fix that attitude of yours right away, baby.”

And his hands grabbed your hips hard, flipping you around with no hesitation. And there was another slap on your ass that made you cry out a bit. Jungkook’s palm stroked your ass cheek, riding your shorts up until it was naked under his touch. And he gave you another quick and sharp spank.

“Jungkook-” You wanted to complain but it sounded more like a moan as you tried turning around, your boyfriend holding your body down firmly. You tried to rub your ass to soothe it, but he snapped your hand away, smacking your cheek twice, fast, as retaliation.

“What’s that, baby?” he growled. He snaked an arm under you to pull your hips up, having your face on the mattress while your ass was posed in the air. He stroked you a bit, making you think the punishment was over. “Did you learn your lesson now, little one?” And another blow, your skin stinging and surely red by then.

You pushed your face further in the mattress, muffling the moans that were threatening to escape and reveal how much you were loving this. Although it wouldn’t take him long to realize. “I- I…”

His hands were stroking you harder now, kneading your ass and spreading your cheeks apart. “Come on, baby. You know what I want to hear.” You bit your lip, contemplating giving him what he wanted. But then Jungkook pulled your shorts and underwear down to your knees and hit your ass again, harder than before. And you yelped.

“Ah! I- I’m sorry,” you cried.

And he was satisfied. He pulled away for a few seconds and you weren’t sure what he was doing until you felt him straddling your legs so that he was kneeling right behind you. “Finally,” he hummed. “This is what I want to hear, you being an obedient little girl instead of a fucking brat.” When his hands were on your ass this time, it wasn’t in a hard way. He spread you apart and leaned forward, his dick pressing against your wet pussy. “Now, be a good girl and let me fuck your pussy open.”

You were moaning before he even entered you, screaming when he started thrusting. Jungkook wasn’t gentle at all. His grip on your ass was so strong it almost hurt as he pounded you ruthlessly, his punishment not having ended when the spanking did.

“Shit, Jungkook, not so hard,” you begged.

But he didn’t listen. Instead, he grabbed you by the back of your neck and pulled you up until your back was arched, head right next to his as he snarled in your ear. “I said… shut up and let me fuck your fucking pussy open, baby.”

You groaned at his words, clenching around his dick and making him groan. His hand snaked to the front of your neck, squeezing you until you couldn’t breathe right, you couldn’t complain even if you wanted to. Only mewls being able to escape your throat as you got used and manhandled by your boyfriend. There was no room for protests, no room for anything really other than sitting there and taking it like a good slut. And you loved doing just that.

He released your throat, grabbing your ass again to angle his thrusts deeper. “Please, don’t stop,” you moaned, voice coarse. “You’re gonna make me cum.”

And when Jungkook spanked you one more time, you did just that. Shouting his name as you peaked, yet being empty all too soon. Your boyfriend flipped you around and jerked his dick a couple of times before staining your tummy and chest with his cum. Taking his time to admire his art. And after he caught his breath, he smacked the side of your thigh lightly.

“Good girl. Now go get me my ice cream.”

I see you've been getting too many requests lately....so you can take your time with this one.

I would love a dom Jungkook where he teases a lot, and I mean A LOT!

you can go on with plot of your wish tysm

He started at the dinner table. Hands where they weren't supposed to be, knitting your thighs until your face burned, then backing away just before it got good. The entire evening, he didn't let you breathe normally. Be it the touches, the looks, the flirty remarks. The way he leaned over the table to wipe your lips and then lick his thumb, or the way he would stare at you and visibly check you out, waiting for you to notice, only to look away right after with a smirk. Jeon Jungkook was such a tease and you were a fool for falling for it.

But when he drove you back to your place, the teasing took a whole different turn.

"Is that all you got?"

You stumbled a bit, taken aback by the question. Was that really the right thing to say to the girl who just kissed you goodnight on your first date?

"Excuse me?"

Jungkook leaned over your body, hand holding himself up on the door over your head. "Come on, kitten. I know you wanna fuck me. Let me come in."

Your legs squirmed, pressing together. And before you knew it, you were on his lap, on your couch, making out. Jungkook kept breaking the kiss up every time it got too heated, any time it made you moan. Pulling away with a cocky grin, watching your face grimace in frustration. His hands were touching you, but not enough, not where you wanted them to be. They were on your hips, guiding them back and forth to grind on his erection. And you moaned, yet still couldn't be satisfied enough with your clothes still on. Everything Jungkook did only served to turn you on more and more, never to actually give you any relief.

His fingers slipped under your dress and grabbed the side of your panties, and all you could think of was “finally”. He pulled them down unceremoniously, and you had to get off just long enough to throw them completely away. Jungkook didn’t have to be asked to get naked, dropping his clothes on the ground with confidence you could only dream of; and for good reason. The man managed to look better like that, with his toned body and tattoos adorning his right arm. Why wouldn’t he be confident?

“Come sit on my lap, baby girl,” he whispered with a smirk, and as if you were unable to disobey, you straddled him once more. You honestly never went so far with someone on your first date, but for some reason, stopping was completely out of the question.

It was the way he touched you; so hot and arousing, yet never giving in to exactly what was promised. Addictive. He unbuttoned just one of your dress's buttons, fingers grazing the skin right above your chest. Then he was straying from the point again, massaging your thighs and licking your neck. He never finished what he started, which is what made you stay, what made you keep begging for more.

“When will you fuck me?” you asked in an almost whine, eyes glued on his hard dick that was standing up on his lower abs. You wanted it inside you so bad.

“Patience, baby girl,” Jungkook said with a smirk. He undid another button, and the way the tips of his fingers barely made contact with your chest sent electricity down your spine.

“Touch me,” you begged. Surprisingly, he listened, wrapping his right hand over your left boob. He pinched your nipple, making you squirm. But of course, it was again, over too fast. “Don’t stop.”

“Shh…” Jungkook grabbed your hips and pulled you closer. “Why are you so impatient? Are you wet for me?”

Without waiting for an answer, he pushed your dress up your waist, keeping your completely naked down there, on his lap, pussy just inches away from his dick. You moaned at the sight. Jungkook let both of his hands find your entrance, fingers opening you wide as if he was inspecting you, and after he let out a satisfied hum, he started massaging all around it, pressing down on your labia, but still not giving in and entering you.

“Please, Jungkook-” you choked.

“Please what?” You could tell he was enjoying this by the way he was biting his bottom lip. “What do you want, baby girl?”

You bit your own lips. “Your…” Your whole face burned, but he was still waiting for an answer. “Your dick.”

He grinned. “Oh, this?” he asked as if he had forgotten about himself. He wrapped one hand around his length and you could see him twitch, groaning at the side. You wanted to touch him too but something told you he wouldn’t let you. “You want this dick on your pussy?” he asked again.

You nodded frantically. “Yes, yes…”

Jungkook guided the tip of his dick right on your folds and you let out such a long gasp, head being thrown back. He slipped down, then higher up, pressing right on your clit. Finally, finally, finally. He kept rubbing his dick on you, pressing your clit in circles, or pressing your entrance in the way you were certain he was about to plunge into you, only to slip back up.

“Ah, more…” you moaned and whined, grinding yourself on him.

Jungkook grabbed your hips, lifting you slightly from his lap just to have you grind on his length better, your lips hugging his shaft completely. Your head was spinning. It felt so, so good, yet you still wanted-

“More!”

“Shh, baby girl,” Jungkook groaned, his voice huskier. The contact was gone, dropping you back on his lap. His fingers massaging your folds instead this time. You, immediately grasping cuz he had you so close already. Yet Jungkook just chuckled, loving the way you were reacting so much to every little thing he did. “Relax. I’ll get to fucking you soon. Now let me just enjoy teasing you for a bit longer, hm?”

Just one more request pwease

you can take your time with this

So like Jungkook is a brat tamer dom and Y/N is like a sub with lots of attitude but in front of JK they back away and uh you can take the smut from there....

I'm sorry if this is too much to ask ):

but even if you're not able to do this I just wanna let you know you're doing an amazing job with the writing!

thank you so much:)) you can send any requests you want, i like doing them

“What did you just say?” Jungkook growled, disbelief evident in his voice as he stared at you with a frown.

You turned your head slowly back to your boyfriend, tongue poking the inside of your cheek. “You heard me.” Not the answer he wanted. “Go get it yourself,” you added with a roll of your eyes before returning all of your attention on Taehyung, with whom you had been sitting way too close all night. Definitely not the answer he wanted.

Jungkook had had enough of your attitude. You had done nothing but talk back to him all night, ignoring him and flirting with the boys just to get on his nerves. Just one more giggle from you and Tae and he was pulling you away to snarl in your ear.

“Do you fucking realize what’s gonna happen when we get back home, little one?” He saw you biting your bottom lip, thinking you had finally registered how angry you had made him. “Keep this attitude up and you’ll be in big trouble.”

But you smirked. Proving to him you were indeed doing all of this on purpose. “What attitude?” you asked with wide eyes. Then clicked your tongue and rolled your eyes again before trying to escape his grip.

Scratch that. Jungkook couldn’t wait until you got back home. He kept his hand on your elbow harder as he pulled you away from everyone and into the bathroom without another word. He only let you go to lock the door behind him, and you took the opportunity to take a few steps back, lowering your head.

“What attitude?” Jungkook repeated your words, turning to face you as he pushed his sleeves up his arms. “The one I’m gonna fuck out of you right now.”

“I- I’m sorry…” you choked out as your boyfriend walked to you with an intense stare, caging you against the glass door of the shower.

“Oh, now you’re sorry?” Jungkook laughed at your sudden change in behavior. “You didn’t seem sorry back there.” You just kept your head low. “What happened, baby? Cat got your tongue?”

“I’m sorry,” you tried saying again, still keeping your eyes on the ground. “I won’t do it again.”

Jungkook pinched your chin between his thumb and pointer finger, lifting your head up and forcing you to look into his eyes. “Of course you won’t do it again, baby. Right now, you’re gonna take those panties off and open your legs up to show me how sorry you truly are, and I’ll fuck you so hard you learn how to behave.”

He could see the way your cheeks burned, your body squirmed at his words. He smirked and leaned in to give you a soft kiss in such contrast to what he was saying. You didn’t waste time getting naked for him as he instructed. Back still pressed against the glass as he freed his cock and stroked it a couple of times. Jungkook grabbed your legs and lifted you up, your ankles locking around his waist as he held you against the shower with ease.

With one hand guiding his dick in your entrance, and the other snaked around your throat, Jungkook growled against your lips. “You like rolling your eyes so much at me, little one, I’ll make them roll to the back of your head.”

“Jungkook-” you moaned, feeling him slip inside and stretching you with no warning. And without leaving you any time to adjust, he began with his wicked abuse of your pussy, making your mouth drop in a silent scream.

“Fuck, so wet,” Jungkook groaned, biting his lip. “Is that why you’ve been acting like a brat all night, little one? You wanted me to fuck you into submission?”

You couldn't form a coherent thought, let alone reply to him. Just mumbled moans of his name and dumb words falling from your lips along with your drool. Jungkook should probably shush you so that the others wouldn’t know what you two were doing, but instead, he encouraged your cries. By fucking into you harder, slapping you against the glass door to make it shake, closing his hand around your throat, or playing with your tits and clit aggressively.

Sweat was dripping down your forehead as you got closer and closer but were too afraid to ask your boyfriend to cum. “Jungkook, I…”

He knew you so well. “I’ll let you cum, baby,” he told you. “But not yet.” A moan interrupted his words as he, too, was struggling to keep going, hips faltering every time your walls squeezed around him. “You can cum when I tell you, yeah?” You nodded, mouth opening again to let out a cry that was definitely heard by everyone in the house. Jungkook growled, fucking you faster. “Will you do that, little one?” He struggled to speak. “Or will you be an annoying brat and disobey me?”

You were quick to shake your head, your eyes rolling to the back just like he had promised. “No! No! I’ll be good, I swear.”

“Good girl…”

Soon after that, Jungkook grabbed your hips to angle himself deeper and thrust inside a few times, slow but so hard. Teeth buried so deep in his lip they almost drew blood as he chased his peak, and you were tortured by seeing his gorgeous face scrunch up with all the pleasure, barely holding your orgasm in, fearing you couldn’t take it, wanting to be good but-

“Cum now, baby.”

You screamed as you instantly obeyed, cumming and pulsing all around him right as he spilled his seed inside your pussy, your walls milking him entirely. Jungkook was growling and spitting curses as he fucked his cum a few more times inside you before he finally stopped and let you down. Your legs were shaking and you didn’t know if you could walk for a while, holding onto him from his shoulders for support.

“Let’s go home, little one,” Jungkook rasped as he rubbed your back soothingly, and you could clearly hear the smirk in his voice. “I’m not nearly done with you yet.”

Of course, thank you for the request!

At first he had been hesitant. No matter how many times you had assured him of your birth control and that you liked being fucked raw and sloppy, Jungkook was new to this and had a lot of questions. They all went away once he was nearing his orgasm, though. The feeling of his naked dick inside your walls drawing him to the biggest high he had reached yet. And even if he wanted to stop, he couldn't; buried himself as deep as possible to spill inside of you. And when he pulled away, sweat dripping from his jaw, he sat back on his heels and looked at you. Cum literally oozing out of your pussy.

He was shocked. He had no idea it actually looked like that– thought all that porn was fake or an exaggeration. But here you were, sprayed on the bed and unable to move, as your own slick mixed with his white seed ran out of you and down your ass. Something clicked in his brain at the sight. That was his cum that was inside of you.

"Jungkook, can you fetch me a towel please?" you asked him, pulling him from his thoughts.

"What for?" He still sounded out of breath.

"To clean me up?" There was a hint of sarcasm in your voice as you raised an eyebrow at his obvious question.

And you yelped when you felt his two fingers on your pussy again. "Are you talking about this?" he rasped. His voice even deeper than before. "You want a towel you wipe away my cum?" His fingers gathered up as much of it as they could and he pushed them back inside you. "Why? You're the one who begged me to fill you up. Don't be disrespectful, throwing away what I so generously gave you."

And the boy kept pushing his fingers in, trying to make sure you weren't wasting any drop of his cum. Pulling them out just to watch it drip down a bit, then pushing it back inside. 

"Jungkook," you moaned, the action making you very sensitive. But he didn't stop, took your sound as a sign to fuck you with his fingers more. Feeling a coil build in your stomach as fast as his attack. Before he was hovering over your body, pressing against your entrance, covering his hardening dick in the mess that was all over you. 

"Let me give you more," he murmured.

And you didn't have time to argue before he was slipping inside of you. He had never gotten hard again so fast, and it was baffling you, unaware at the time what was making him so horny. 

"Wanna give you more of my cum to fill your pussy up, baby," he whispered with effort as he was already getting close, giving you an idea of what was going on. His words turning you as much as they were turning him so obviously on.

You pulled him down to kiss him as his voice started getting higher in pitch, sobs and moans leaving his mouth in a way you knew he didn't even realize he was doing it. Seeing his desperate expression and wanting to find your release with him.

"Yes, baby. Please give it to me. I want all your cum," you mouthed against his lips.

It was all he needed to reach his peak; the fastest peak he had ever reached. Hips faltering and voice cracking as he shot another load inside of you. Cum spurting from all around his dick because you were already too full. And you weren't sure if it was the feeling of being so filled or the look of utter bliss on your boyfriend, but you orgasmed right after. Clenching around him and spilling out even more wetness to help roll down your ass.

Jungkook didn't wait to calm down; immediately pulled back to look down at your pussy. Breath hitching as the first flow of his cum oozed out of you.

"Fuck!" he moaned. Both of his hands grabbed you and pulled your folds wide open as if he was trying to inspect you. It made you feel a tiny bit exposed, but just a glance at his love-stricken face let you know it was all worth it. He looked in love while watching his cum drip out of you like that. He didn't wipe you up, just gave you your panties to put over to make sure you kept it all in there. To make sure you'd be walking around with him coating your underwear all day.

And he never fucked you any other way again; refused to cum anywhere but in your pussy. Just to watch his cum drip out of you afterward. Just to take pictures or videos of the show for when he was away. Because it reminded him how well you took him, how well he filled you up. How it screamed that you were his conquest, his prize, his other half. His.

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"So sweet," your boyfriend mumbled as his tongue ran from your entrance to your clit. "It's a good thing I'm not diabetic because I can eat you out indefinitely."

"Tae!" you whined. Squirming under his touch because you had just come down from your orgasm and were too sensitive for his mouth. "I want you inside me."

"All in good time, sweetheart." He stuck his middle finger out and started thrusting it in and out of you lazily. "It's been so long since I've tasted you. Won't you let me enjoy this first?" And before you could even answer, his lips were wrapped around your clit again. Sucking it between his teeth to nibble on you playfully. And just when you closed your eyes to relax, Taehyung switched up his technique, pounding his finger roughly and flicking your clit as if he was trying to reach a high score.

"Taehyung! Please!" you gasped. And your hands found his hair, trying to pull him off you.

He just groaned in reply, sending vibrations down your cunt. And he grabbed your wrists and pinned them on the mattress right next to your ass. Now just his mouth all over you. He was eating you out like a starved man and you couldn't help but cry out as his abusing tongue made you cum again. However, this time he didn't leave you any chance to breathe. Kept slurping up your juices as they flowed out of you, nose all up in your clit and making you yelp. Your thighs closed tightly around his head as a reaction to his attack, and you tried to move away.

Taehyung pulled away for a second, glared at you, and then slapped your pussy with one hand. Making you scream loudly.

"Behave, sweetheart," he spoke in a warning tone. "Now sit still and give me another one, like a good girl, 'cause I know you can do better than that." One arm wrapped around your thigh, the other coming down to push two fingers inside you this time. He didn't thrust them in and out, instead keeping them buried all the way in and curling them to find your swollen g-spot. And when you pulled his hair this time, he was unbothered. Lost in your pussy physically and metaphorically. Almost more moans coming from him than you.

"Baby, you're killing me," you whined with difficulty, mouth wide open as you struggled to breathe well, chest heaving and head spinning. All you knew was how you were clenching around his digits, how he was tinkling you in just the right spot that had your toes curling. And when you came again, it was harder than ever before, wetness spilling out of you intensely and coating your boyfriend's nose and all of his bottom face. His fingers were burning you, his mouth only stopping for a moment.

"That's right, sweetheart," Taehyung panted, licking his lips but not bothering to wipe himself from your squirt otherwise. His hands were holding you down with force because you were almost shaking away from him. And then he dared to bring his mouth back down on you. "Give me another one of these."

Taehyung was nearly choking himself on your pussy, quite literally drowning as he didn't stop to even breathe and you were squeezing his head so tightly. But he stayed put, arms wrapped around both of your thighs so that you couldn't go anywhere and shaking his whole head more instead of just flicking his tongue. He made you cum again, and again, eating you out until you were so sensitive it only just hurt. And you were crying, tears falling down your cheeks as you were begging him to stop. And he still wouldn't listen.

"Taehyung, baby, ple–ease!" you moaned after you gushed on his face once more. "Please! That's enough, baby, please."

The man stopped his movements, and you sighed in relief. He got up to look at you, pouting at the mess you were. Hair dishevelled even more than his, tear stains all over your cheeks, lip trembling, eyes red. He groaned at the sight, dick twitching because something about you looking wrecked made him so horny, and he crawled over you until his face was hovering over yours. A sweet hand stroking the tears away.

"Okay, sweetheart," he whispered. "Don't cry. It's okay."

You closed your eyes to enjoy the intimate moment, trusting him in caressing your pain away. But then you felt his dick pressing upon you and you yelped, too sensitive to handle even the lightest touch. "Tae!" you gasped. "I– I can't!" Your boyfriend connected his lips with yours, kissing you deeply and moaning into your mouth as he rubbed his dick over your slick folds to wet himself before he started pushing inside you. And you broke the kiss to cry again. "A–ah! Baby, it's too much!"

"Shh..." he purred. Dick slipping in and out only halfway and yet still hitting you too deep for your comfort. "I know you can take me, sweetheart." His voice was so much softer than before. Yet his thrusts started picking up the pace and pounding your sore pussy right open. "There you go! There you go, sweetheart. See? You're taking me so well."

Your nails were scratching his back so hard you were certain you were drawing blood. But it only made him fuck you harder until he bottomed out and you were full and all stretched out. "Oh my God," you moaned. Even in the pathetic state you were in, tears streaming down your face from the sensitivity, you loved the way your boyfriend was fucking you.

"That's right," Taehyung gasped, switching his attack to sharp and deep thrusts. "So good for me. What a good girl. Look at you, sweetheart. Your pussy is taking my dick so well even after all the times I made you cum." His head was buried in the crook of your neck and he bit you, hard, until you were shouting from pain. Rutting against you faster as he was chasing his own high. "Gonna make me cum, sweetheart. That sweet, little pussy of yours feels so good around me, gonna make me bust right away."

You hissed, thighs squeezing around him. "Baby," you moaned. "Give me your cum, baby. Fill me up." You were begging because you wanted him to stop, still crying from the abuse of your cunt, but your words turned both of you on so much, Taehyung grunting in your ear and pounding you harder.

"My good, little girl," he whined. "Take it." And he spilt all of him deep inside you, making you cum one last time.

“You know the rules,” Jimin said and you weren’t sure if he was asking you or just stating a fact.

“Yes, daddy,” you answered either way. A gulp down your throat as you watched your boyfriend hovering over your form that he had caged between his arms. Biting his lip as he inspected your face.

“Tell me,” he demanded. “Tell me the rules.” His eyes were piercing yours and making you squirm. You knew trying to get out of the situation wouldn’t result in anything helpful.

“Um…” you stammered. “Number one is no touching myself when you’re away.”

Jimin ran a hand through his hair, nodding in approval. “Go on.” His stance calmer than it should be.

Another gulp, your thighs pressing together to relieve some of the tension he was causing to build up again. “No calling you anything other than Daddy in the bedroom. And— No panties when wearing skirts, and, and…”

“Say it, little one.” Jimin shifted, pulling back to stare down at you as a hand wrapped around the base of his dick. “The most important one. You didn’t forget, did you?”

You shook your head. Voice barely heard. “No cumming without permission…”

You managed to see a small, satisfied smirk on his lips before he got serious again. He cleared his throat. “And what did you just do, little one?”

“I’m sorry, daddy!” you called, sitting up to wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face in his chest. “Your mouth was making me feel too good, daddy! I couldn’t help myself,” you cried.

Jimin clicked his tongue as he grabbed you by the waist. Mouth traveling past your ear and down your neck to give you a couple of nibbles. And for a second you thought that meant he would let it go. Wrong.

“You couldn’t help yourself?” he rasped, and you instantly knew you were in big trouble. By the roughness of his tone, the force of his hold on you, the smirk you could hear in his voice. “Are you such a whore? You can’t stop yourself from cumming all over my face? Or at least wait for permission?”

You felt him move to get out of your hug and tried to hold him tighter. “I’m so sorry, daddy, really. I tried, I, but—”

“Shh, no excuses,” Jimin cut you off and pulled you away, pinning you back on the mattress. “You know what happens when you disobey me, little one. You know what I have to do.”

The words caused butterflies in your stomach -the promise of his punishment- and you did your best to hide it. Wondering if he knew how this side of him made you feel. How you were tempted to disobey him sometimes just to bring it out of him again. And you squirmed, breathing hard as you watched him contemplate his next actions.

What you didn’t expect was for him to chuckle. “I know you think I’m going to spank you or tie you up as punishment,” he said, eyes drinking your entire form in. “No, little one. I’m not going to give you what you want.” His one hand slowly moved down your breasts, your tummy, your hips, until he cupped your cunt and pressed it hard to make you yelp. “Tonight we’re gonna do something a little different.”

Both of your hands were immediately clawing at his back, mouth dropping in a silent cry as Jimin dipped two fingers inside of you slowly, stretching you out. Causing your eyes to roll back as he started pumping in and out leisurely. “Daddy,” you moaned. Pleasure heating your face, chest, and lower abdomen up so sweetly that it confused you. This didn’t feel like a punishment at all; this felt amazing.

Jimin worked his fingers well against your walls for a little more before he was smiling down at you sinisterly and whispering his next words dangerously. “If you can’t control your orgasms, little one, Daddy’s gonna teach you how to.” His hand picking up the pace, and you barely registered his voice. “Daddy’s going to stay here all night if he has to, edging you again and again but never letting you cum, to teach you how to hold it in. Hm? How does that sound, little one?”

You were panting. Breath shaking and you couldn’t focus enough to even reply. Vision unfocused as your boyfriend was pressing the pads of his fingers right on your g-spot, circling it like a reassuring massage, and his thumb found your clit to mimic the same movement. Jimin fucking you all night certainly didn’t sound too bad. But you both knew you’d be crying and begging for release in just a matter of minutes, making you wonder how you would even survive this punishment.

“I- I can’t-”

“Sure you can, baby,” Jimin purred, licking his lips and flipping his hair back as he added pressure on your pussy. ”I’m gonna edge you with my fingers, and my tongue, and my dick. I’m gonna cum on you a couple of times and make you watch… I might even use some toys to fuck you when I get too tired. But you won’t cum once.” He paused his thrusts just long enough to lean down and press his lips gently on yours; an act so contrasting to his words and actions. He smiled when he pulled away. “That’ll teach you to disobey Daddy.”

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It's not like Jimin liked torturing you. What he liked was hearing your pretty voice being contorted in a mix of pleasure and pain, those loud moans of his name that stroked his ego just the right way. And it just so happened that when he tortured you a little bit, you gifted him with your best screams and shouts of how good he was, of how well he made you feel, how bad you needed him. He liked playing with you until you were crying and begging for him to let you cum. Those were his favourite whines.

"Jimin, please," you moaned as your boyfriend had his fingers deep inside you. He was holding you from the back like you two were spooning, yet his hand was buried inside your pants and underwear, head between your shoulder and neck as he was sucking hickeys all over you. He had you immobilized, you tried to move, to grind on his touch and find your release, to grab his hand and stop him from moving it away again when it got good. But his arms were stronger, keeping you so tightly against his body it was impossible to do anything other than be at his mercy. "Please, I want to cum."

"Oh, yeah?" Jimin murmured. He let go of your nape just to move his mouth over your ear, biting it and sucking it like candy, with his breath getting heavier. "You're gonna cum all over my fingers?"

You should know better than hope. But you did, your stomach clenching at his words, pussy building up another orgasm. "Yes, yes!" you babbled. Eyes fluttering closed as Jimin plunged his fingers in and out of you fast and sloppy, hitting exactly where he should to make your toes curl and your legs shake.

"Ask nicely," he purred into your ear.

"Please, Jimin, please let me cum, I beg you!"

He smiled, biting his lip from his excitement. What a mess you were. Panting, shouting, begging... Your pussy so wet and tight as it was being abused by him. He almost let you find your release as he almost got distracted by your pretty face and moans. Almost.

"Fuck!" you yelled when he pulled his fingers out of you the moment your mouth had dropped and you were about to scream for your high. He did it again. You tried to move, hips thrusting forward as your body tried desperately to catch that peak Jimin had promised, yet found no means to do so. "No, fuck, Jimin..." Tears started running down your cheeks and your boyfriend pulled your face towards his, wiping them softly away.

"It's okay, baby," he cooed. His heart was pounding at the sight of you crying for him like that, it almost made him feel bad. Almost. He kissed you, trying to ease the pain you felt in your burning cunt that still hadn't been satisfied. "It's okay, baby, you're doing so well."

"Jimin, I want to..."

"I know, baby." His hand sneaked down again, rubbing your sensitive clit lazily and making you jerk. "I'll let you cum on my dick. Don't you want me to fill you up first? Don't you want to cum with my cock deep inside you, baby?"

You were whining so loud. Hands trying to grab him but it was futile in the tight hold he had on you. He slipped his two fingers back inside you. "Jimin! Just fuck me, please!"

"I will, baby." His voice was coarse as if he was the one about to cum all over his pants. He attacked you with the same vigor as before, picking up right where he left and not easing you into it at all. "Just let me hear those pretty moans one more time." He bit your neck as he started grinding against you, pressing his hard dick on your ass and making you feel even better than before. And you were dizzy from the feeling, moans and curses flowing from your lips without even realising. Your orgasm building inside of you for the millionth time that night, so fast and so hard you felt about to burst.

"Jimin–" you were shouting, and immediately you were empty again. Your stomach was clenched so hard it was like it was trying to devour itself. And you started crying. "Jimin, please..."

He let go of his hold on you. "Right away, baby," he spoke quickly as he let you lay on your back and he got on top of you as fast as he could. "Gonna fuck you right now, baby, shh- shh- don't cry."

He didn't lie to you this time. Pulled out his already leaking cock and pressed it right on your sensitive bud, making you yelp. "Fuck, Jimin. Please, I need your dick so bad."

He leaned down to kiss you as the head of his cock found your entrance and slipped inside, walls clenching around him tightly after having been used do much and for so long. The stretch feeling different, so sweet and gratifying, and you were moaning into his mouth like everything was forgotten already. Except for the part that you still felt ready to explode with your pending orgasm.

"There you go, baby," he groaned after he bottomed out. And he started thrusting into you harshly, making you cry with each attack. "There you go. Am I not filling you up well? Do you not like this?"

You nodded yet still whined. "Wanna cum, please."

He bit your bottom lip, sucking it sloppily. "You can cum, baby. I won't stop you, I promise."

You felt the knot that was deep down your stomach break the moment you were granted permission to finish. And everything you had been denied, had been holding back came out all at once, an orgasm so hard it had you shaking for a while as you kept and kept on gushing out juices over your boyfriend's hips, and kept and kept on screaming his name.

So fucking loud. So fucking wet. You had squirted all over the place and now you were almost knocked out, unable to move, unable to even open your eyes. And Jimin was cussing over you as he kept fucking you hard, the swell of his chest at the pride he felt for having done this to you almost making him finish too. So fucking pretty. So fucking good.

Hoseok was just a little bit of a sadist. He never did anything that would actually hurt you, of course, and I mean emotionally. But you knew he loved seeing you in just enough physical pain that could be translated into pleasure. So anything he did had a little bit of a bite to it. His kisses a bit brutal, his thrusts a bit harsh. Teeth on your skin more often than his lips, hands choking you more often than stroking you. You saw how much he loved it in the way his eyes glowed, he saw how much you loved it in the way you were dripping wet for him.

On your knees for that man, your hair pushed back with one of his hands while the other held your jaw strongly. “Let me fuck that pretty mouth of yours, sweetie.” You had to squirm at his request, loving the abrupt way he handled you, filthy orders spat at you, yet always in a loving way. Hoseok was a walking contrast of a man; handsome face, dangerous looks; cheerful voice, vile words.

“Yes, daddy,” you gasped for him. Making him smirk in satisfaction.

When Hoseok said “fuck your mouth” he meant it. You weren’t sucking him, you weren’t bopping your head up and down, stroking him, pleasing him. No, all he needed from you was to keep your mouth open and still. Using his hand on your jaw to pull it down as far as it could go, cooing at the sight of your pink tongue sticking out for him. He leaned down and let a blop of spit land on your tongue, not for you, just to wet it more. And then he unbuckled his belt -the sound making you squeeze your thighs together- and pulled out his already hard cock.

“So pretty, daddy,” you couldn’t help but comment. Licking your lips at the sight of his long dick with his thick head glistening with precum, like a starving dog staring at its food. You were dying to eat his cock.

“Open up, sweetie,” he said, tone cautionary. You didn’t need to be told twice, swirling saliva all over your mouth to wet it well and sticking your tongue back out. “Good girl,” he rasped, bringing the head of his cock to lie on your tongue.

He slowly pushed inside your mouth, about one-third of him in, and then pulled back out. Thrusting lazily like that for a bit. You kept your mouth closed tightly around him, lips shielding him from your teeth, tongue flat underneath him to slide easily. And you moaned around him, loving the slightly salty taste of him leaking into you.

Hoseok grabbed your jaw again, angling your head up until your throat was just a straight line from your mouth. “Want me to fuck your throat, sweetie?” he asked, words airy from his heavy breathing. You moaned harder around him, closing your eyes, and nodded. He pulled himself out of you, only to lean down and peck your messy lips, before poking his dick back against your lips. “Gonna bruise that throat of yours. How does that sound?”

This time, Hoseok pushed further inside. His thick head straining against the back of your mouth, and your body panicked. You gagged, tears filling your eyes instantly as you choked around his dick.

“Breathe, sweetie,” Hoseok reminded you but didn’t move his dick away. You choked some more, but with a couple of deep breaths from your nose you calmed a bit down. Blinking and the tears falling down the sides of your cheeks. “Good girl…” Hoseok chirped, petting your head. Your thighs rubbed together more, struggling to look up at him through your lashes.

Your boyfriend moved, pulling just a bit out, and thrusting back inside, this time keeping at least half of his dick buried inside you. But the friction was too much, causing you to gag again around him, crying out at the way your body was trying to spit the intrusion out. You were freaking out, trying to focus on your breathing yet only thinking about Hoseok, afraid you were disappointing him. But he was far from disappointed. His face lovestruck as he watched you being tortured slightly in order to fit his cock in your throat.

“Shh, it’s okay,” he reassured you but didn’t wait for you to calm down. Thrusting slowly against that spot that made you shiver, made you gag, more and more tears falling down your face as your body threatened to throw up and you tried so hard not to. “Aw, poor thing.” He chuckled. The way your throat clenched around his head drove him crazy. The sounds you were making. Or maybe it was the obvious display of suffering all across your face. Hoseok lived for that type of shit.

Being generous, he pulled out, letting you breathe properly. He petted your head again, wiping up some of your tears. “Sweetie? Are you sure you can take my cock? You sound about to die.” You could hear it in his voice just how much he liked that; if you told him you were alright it would probably ruin it for him.

You gathered yourself and looked back up to him. “I want to take it, daddy,” you mewled, your voice small because of the way your throat had been abused. “Give me another chance.”

He grinned. “Alright.” Grabbed your mouth open and shoved his dick inside, pushed hard past that difficult part that made you cry out, and slipped almost his entire length down your throat. Your gagging unable to do anything anymore other than providing some nice vibrations for his demanding cock and sound effects for his greedy ears. And now Hoseok could finally, properly fuck that pretty mouth of yours.

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Your boyfriend loved to tease. Maybe it was because he could always get the funniest reactions out of you and so you were the perfect victim. You were so in love with him and found him so hot, horny for him 24/7. He took advantage of that in the worst ways possible. Stroking your thigh while you were out to dinner with your friends; he loved how flustered you got, squirming in your seat until sweat was forming on your forehead and people were asking you if you were feeling alright. Or hugging you from behind while you were trying to make breakfast, his morning wood pressing against your ass until you were closing your eyes long enough to burn the bacon strips on the stove.

Yoongi teased you more than he actually fucked you. Some days he was texting you about how he wanted you to touch yourself before he gets home, and when he did come home, he just went to sleep! And some days nibbling on your neck and ear, leaving hickeys all around until you were moaning for him, only to say he had to go to work and he would "see you later." That shit-eating smirk every time he saw how worked up you had gotten over him, almost on your knees to beg him for his cock.

Showers were something you had forbidden him to do with you. Because it was torture! Having that hot as fuck man all naked in front of you, touching himself in every place, then digging his hands in your hair or rubbing your back to "help you out." Basically turning you on until there was something other than water dripping down your thighs. And then he rinsed and got out. Every. Single. Time. So you had forbidden him from hopping in the shower with you unless he planned on fucking you stupid in there.

Which is why you complained at first when he pulled your curtain back and got ready to join you for your evening shower.

"Yoongi!" you whined. "No, just wait till I'm done."

But he was naked already, stepping in without you being able to stop him. "I'll be good, baby, I promise." It wasn't even five seconds he was in there, and he was already breaking that promise, leaning down to kiss your neck right where it connected with your shoulder. "I missed you, baby."

You shivered and pushed him away. "Stop that. I know what you're doing." And you turned to face the other way, grabbing your body wash to continue your routine like normal. Loofah in your hands, scrubbing your arms first as you got up to your chest.

"Let me," your boyfriend rasped and grabbed both of your hands to immobilize you. He was flushed against you, wet naked body upon wet naked body, and you had lost. No way you could resist him now. Even though you had played that game so many times with him, he always got to you.

He started rubbing your tummy, soaping you up entirely. And then he slowly moved to your boobs, mostly feeling you up instead of cleaning you. He kissed your neck before he started scrubbing that up as well. Movements so leisurely you couldn't decide if he was trying to turn you on or put you to sleep.

Then he spoke. "So pretty." Whispers that tickled you behind your ear. Hands stroking your body alone now, sliding up and down easily with the soap. And he was tightening his hug on you. "Your body is gorgeous, baby." A kiss on your back and you were moaning.

"Yoongi, please..." It wasn't clear whether you were asking him to cut the teasing or begging him to actually do something about your arousal. Either one would work for you. One hand dipped down your legs, squeezing between the thighs you were pressing so hard together, the other kneading your ass. "Yoongi, I–"

"I just can't help it, baby. You're so hot I can't keep my hands to myself." And right when he was about to touch you where you needed him to, he pulled away, grabbing that loofah again to scrub down your back.

You were groaning. "Yoongi, I swear to God, if you don't fuck me right now I'm kicking you out."

And he laughed. "Oh?" he said in an amused tone. "I didn't realize my baby needed me that bad." To your pleasant surprise, he dropped what he was doing and his hand found your core immediately. No more teasing. No more waiting. You closed your eyes and let your head fall back on his shoulder with a loud sigh of relief. "Shit, my baby's so wet," he rasped in your ear, taking it between his teeth to make you moan harder. "What a good girl, always wet for her man."

You felt his dick rubbing on you, sliding between your ass cheeks as he was slowing rutting against you. "Yoongi," you whined. "Inside me. Please."

"Open up, baby," he ordered smacking the side of your legs slightly, the sound wet and loud in the echo of the bathroom. "You've been so good to me, I'll fuck that sweet pussy of yours right away. For you, baby."

"Ah, fuck..." You felt his tip pressing on your clit as he was trying to blindly find your entrance. And when you guided him a bit, he slid right into you with no resistance, your cunt engulfing him right up and stretching out to accommodate his thickness. Finally, finally, finally!

Yoongi began thrusting earnestly, not in a mood to tease any longer. "Bend for me, baby," he told you and you did just that, holding onto the shower valve in front of you so that you wouldn't slip. "Good girl." Hips slapping against your ass loudly as he abused your hole. "Such a fucking good girl. You love it when I tease you, don't you? You always want me to fuck you like that. Like the good little slut that you are."

Your pussy was fluttering around him, orgasm coming to you so fast it had your legs shaking. "Yoon– I'm–"

He noticed, wrapping an arm around your waist to hold you up better, thrusting even harder until you almost had your head pressed against the shower tiles. "That's right, baby. Cum on my cock just like you're always begging for." And when you did, screaming his name and rolling your eyes to the back of your head, he was kissing your back sloppily. "Good fucking girl. Always letting me do whatever I want to you. Now, hold on a bit longer until I fill you up nicely, will you?" A messy kiss on your lips. "My perfect little girl."

This is looong overdue like I've had this since the last time I had my requests open almost a month ago oopsies sorry I went through a writer's block there lol

Movie night was supposed to be with the whole friend group. When you showed up at Jin's place, however, you only found Jimin there. "Oh, Joon and Yoongi cancelled but Taehyung and Jungkook said they're coming." An excuse for each and every one of them until you were left waiting at least an hour before you realized it would just be the three of you. "Do you still want to watch a movie or should we just drop it?" I mean, you were already there, so why not? You grappled the big bowl of popcorn and the cheap wine you had bought from the corner store as your contribution to the night (someone else had a duty of more food and drinks but now you'd have to do with what you had– not bad, though, since that cheap ass wine was as strong as gasoline) and you settled in the couch, between the two boys.

"No, not a horror movie please," you had to beg of them right as Jimin was selecting the film. Both of them ignored your request, making fun of you for acting like a baby and going ahead and picking the scariest movie Netflix had to offer. And it wasn't long until you were burying your face into Jin's arm to hide away from the view. "Ah! Guys, please! Let's watch something else."

Jin clicked his tongue. "What a pussy." The younger boy laughed next to you, sneaking his hand under your chin to pull you to face the screen again. Oh, how they enjoyed this. How squirmed and whined as they teased you.

"Hyung, I think she's gonna start crying."

"I'm not!" you called, but screamed right after that from a jump scare that only seemed to take you by surprise. The way Jin had his arm around you slowly turned into him caging you completely against his chest. And you noticed how Jimin's eyes were on you instead of the TV. Actually, you doubted either of them had paid any attention to the movie. "Can we please just change it? Or stop it?" And you moved back until you were pressed tightly against the older's body, Jimin shifting until he was between your legs.

"You're so annoying, do you know that?" Jin mumbled right behind your ear. And before you could even complain, you felt his mouth come into contact with your sensitive skin there. You whimpered loudly. The other took notice, coming closer, his hands on your thighs.

"Yeah," he agreed. "This little bitch won't even let us watch a movie properly."

"I think she just wants our attention so bad," Jimin noted. "Like the needy slut she is."

You yelped at the words. What was happening? When had they agreed the night would turn into this? He was close enough that you could smell the wine coming from his breath and it was making your head spin. Jin's hand travelled up your body, grazing over your chest, until it reaches your neck and he was holding you back with a firm grip. Teeth nibbling your ear and it all made you drop your head back on his shoulder and moan. It was all they needed to continue.

"Come on Jimin-ah, let's give her something real to cry about." And his hand tightened around your throat at the same time as the younger boy crushed his lips on yours, swallowing down your choked out whines. The movie still in the background, forgotten. Was it the alcohol? Was it the way you had been whimpering between them about the horror movie? Or was this something they had been wanting to do for a while now? What was it that had made them both so hard already?

Jimin pulled away suddenly. "Will you stop whining like a little bitch already?" he growled. Took the opportunity to throw his shirt over his head and Jin followed his example.

"What did you expect, Jimin-ah? She's a little cry baby, don't you know?" And then he grabbed your hair to turn your head to face him. "We're gonna have to shut her mouth ourselves." And before you knew it you were bent over his lap, taking his long dick into your mouth till it hit the back of your throat. Jimin's hands were on your head, pushing you even lower.

"Can't you take more?" he asked in a disappointed tone. "Is that bitchy mouth of yours only good for complaining? You can't even suck my hyung's dick right?" He pushed you more and you gagged, tears filling up your eyes immediately. You felt such a need to please them and the way they were talking to you made you frustrated. You blinked and all those tears started falling down your cheeks– now it was hard to stop. You whined and whimpered as Jin's dick drilled down your throat, a mix of drool and tears dripping from your chin. "I knew she'd cry," was all Jimin said.

"Ah–" Jin was moaning, breathing heavily, and it was the only indication that you were doing something right. No further reassurance would come from him. "Fuck her pussy, Jimin-ah," he rasped. "Maybe the little slut needs to be filled entirely to be able to shut up."

He needn't be told twice. Jimin released your head in favour of ridding his pants, and you found the chance to pull Jin out of your mouth and breathe, sniffle, sob as you looked up to the older man who was watching you through hooded eyes. The moment of freedom was short-lived; Jimin all but ripped your pants down your thighs, pulling your underwear to the side and rubbing his dick against your folds. And one hand was back on your head, pushing you down to swallow Jin's length again.

"So fucking wet," he mumbled, rubbing himself up and down before slipping in. "This little slut is so wet for us, hyung. She loves how we're using her like that." The moment he started thrusting, your head was pressed so far down that your nose was crushed on Jin's pelvis, the tip of his dick hitting the back of your throat and making you gag again. No room nor time to whine. Jimin barely gave you any chance to even breathe, fucking you ruthlessly from behind while keeping you properly crushed underneath him. Your nails were digging on Jin's thighs and making him moan, and by then you couldn't even recognize whose hands were pulling your hair and whose were stroking your cheek, whipping the tears that kept falling.

They only let your mouth free when you came, screaming and crying loudly as you pulsed around Jimin's dick. And you fell on Jin's lap, not being able to hold yourself up anymore. One of them clicked his tongue, pulling your hair to lift you up again. "That shut you up? Well... Hope you don't think that means we're done." And they chuckled as you sobbed again, switching positions to continue fucking you dumb till that stupid movie was long over on that TV.