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— FLICK OR TREAT (m.)

pairing; jungkook/reader genre; e2l, fuckboy au, smut rating; explicit words; 3,345

— synopsis; you hate jeon jungkook with every fiber of your being; but arousal doesn’t discriminate between like and dislike.

contents; fuckboy!jungkook, frat boy jungkook, enemies to lovers, hate fucking (sort of), unprotected sex (stay safe!), creampie, public sex (in the library), rough sex, clothed sex, marking/biting, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, dom!jungkook. (this is just a pwp.)

You hated Jeon Jungkook.

You hated him. When you’d first laid eyes on him, snapback atop his head and laughing obnoxiously with his buddies before the professor walked in on the first day of classes, you’d rolled your eyes and thought you knew exactly what he’d be about. He was trouble—most definitely cocky and most definitely too stupid for this class.

Oh, how wrong you’d been.

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things escalated quickly yet softly????? taehyung is a cutie??????? but also a jerk??????

I kinda adored - in a confusing way - this dynamics of e2l. it's not anything new I am a big fan of degradation this trope and this surprised me, specially because of the tension the two characters had. if i were oc (and it's totally acceptable bc i already worked in a lab as a chem student) I'd lose my patience pretty quick too, giving the amount of effort we are used to make things perfect (and when I mean perfect, it is perfect).

also labs are good places for people to do filthy things and i think you should write a pt2 about this 🥺🥺 (please) but if you don't tysm for writing already 💖

Love Isn’t a Science

Pairing— Kim Taehyung x female reader   Genre— Smut, angst, college au, enemies to lovers au, laboratory au (? I’m sorry there’s gonna be some lab stuff), some comedy and fluff if you squint maybe Warnings— Taehyung being a dick, fingering, oral (fem receiving), sex in general, some name calling (but like baby and babygirl), light spanking, some alcohol intake, swearing   Word Count— ~8k Summary— Working in a lab was going smoothly until a cocky upperclassman decided to show up 

A/N— I hope you guys enjoy this! I wish something like this happened to me during my undergrad lab days. The super cool banner was made by @kimtaehyunq! As always, don’t be afraid to leave any comments or feedback!

Finding an undergraduate research position at a top tier research University is no easy feat. However, you managed to find one that was perfect for you, plus the PI offered to pay you. That’s basically like finding a needle in a haystack. You were beyond ecstatic to begin working your first lab job, especially since you weren’t sure if research was for you. This was the perfect opportunity to weed out possible careers for after graduation. 

That was a year ago. Now, you’re the most trusted undergraduate student in the lab. You’re often given your own samples to work with, on top of helping out the graduate students and postdocs. Taking pride in the high expectations placed upon you, you worked diligently every day to prove yourself to your older coworkers. Over the course of the past year, the lab director had given you at least four other undergraduates to mentor. They were told to follow you around as you showed them the ropes. Initially you were happy with the new responsibility. You did your best to answer any questions they had, and always showed them how to do everything step by step. 

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Arrangements Chp, 2

Title: Arrangements. Chapter Title: A tumble in his bed.

Pairing: Lim Sejun x Reader. Mentions of Choi Byungchan and non romantic mentions of Do Hanse, Heo Chan, Kang Seungsik, Han Seungwoo and Jun Subin as well as OC’s.

All photo, music and other rightful credits belong to their rightful owners.

Summary: He was the aggravating fuckboy roommate of your best friends but maybe that’s what caused you to agree to such an arrangement. But will the arrangement work out? Between mutual friends, his other hookups and a certain romantic interest on your part, this could all be trouble.

Words: 6,500

Rating: M, there’s smutty smut in this chapter so avert your eyeballs. Jk, well unless you want to skip the smut which by all means.

Genre for this Chapter: College! au, Angst.

I don’t have a Beta so please excuse all grammatical errors as I try to correct them as I proof read but I do miss quite a few :c

Tags/Warnings: Drinking, Mentions of sexual scenarios, mentions of possible drug use (a roofie), Mentions of someone possibly wanting to take advantage of someone (While Nothing happens I need to put this as a warning as it can trigger some past experiences readers have had). Fighting, Bruising and blood, fingering (f receiving), slight cum eating, unprotected sex (wrap it up), light choking, pussy slapping O: , some dirty talk, creampie.

Fic Inspired playlist:

Taglist: @a-mess-of-fandoms @dnyad @rose-sereniteeth @for-his-dream-xciii​

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Hands clutching your cool glass of water as you brought the water beaded rim to your lips, it was suddenly snatched from your hands by an upset looking Sejun. Holding the glass in his hands, Sejun turned towards the Wide Receiver that donned a shock expression on his handsome face and Hanse came from behind Sejun side to wrap a protective arm around your shoulders. 

“You look like you could use some water, take a drink” the stern words leaving Sejuns mouth caused you to furrow your eyebrows. “Um excuse me? that’s my gla- mmhf” Your voice was cut of by the fingers and palm of one of Hanses hands as he softly ‘shh’d’ you.

“Bro, i’m not sure what you’re getting at but you all just interrupted my time with this pretty lady” Liam countered, reaching out to run his fingers down your arm that had been leaning on the counter. The movement caused Hanse to pull you further away from the man and you audibly ‘humphed’ annoyed by your best friend seemingly cock-blocking you.

“The fuck man! get your own girl to talk talk to!” Liams hand was clutched in Sejun’s empty silver ring clad hand as he reached out towards you again. “Don’t touch her! I know what you did” Hanse raised his voice as he clutched you protectively and your eyebrow rose in shock at the long haired man raising his voice in such an upset manner. 

Roughly pulling his hand out of Sejun’s grip Liam scoffed. “What did I do exactly?” with a smirk on his lips the footballer continued “From what I saw, your friend here was enjoying my company so scurry along”. Gesturing towards the archway of the kitchen Liam once again reached towards you and to your surprise, Sejun stepped in front of you placing his empty palm of the chest of man in front of him and shoved him backwards a step or two.

The movement caused the Wide Receiver to lunge at Sejun and the glass that had been clutched in Sejuns other hand was placed on the counter as he braced the impact of the slightly taller man. Dodging a left jab, Sejun countered with another harsh shove that caused the man to stumble backwards as his back hit the counter topped with chips near the archway of the kitchen. Pulling himself up, Liam was caught off guard by Sejun landing a solid knee to his chest.

The fight was garnering the attention of nearby partygoers and like school children, shouts of ‘fight fight fight’ and ‘fuck him up’ were heard through the small crowd of people getting closer.

Launching his body at Sejun, Liam landed a left jab to Sejuns eyebrow and caused the skin to rip open at the arch. You had been trying to pull your body from Hanses as the fight got worse than just a shoving match but Hanse had a solid grip of both of his arms around your body and your side pinned against the counter.

With a harsh sounding jab-cross from Sejuns left and right fists, Liam was sent backwards again. Before either man could land another blow, the crowd that had now doubled in size parted slightly as Heo Chan and who you knew as Seungwoo followed by Byungchan burst through the archway. The first two men wrapped their arms around either one of Liams and Byungchan stepped in front of the Grey haired man.

What looked like the rest of the frat starts doing damage control as they tried their best to ‘herd’ the tipsy partygoers away from the scene with ‘BODY SHOTS!’ on the Sorority next doors members.

“The fuck is going on?!” Seungwoo raised his voice and Liam shrugged, a ‘this guy fucking started it man’ leaving his lips and he try to launch himself yet again at the bored looking Sejun. Hanse had stepped a foot away from the counter he had you practically pinned against and you used the opportunity to push against his body with your left elbow knowing he’d release you. You had won every wrestling match the two of you had over the last mini bag of hot cheetos and you knew the only reason he had such a good hold on you while the fight was happening was because your body had been anchored against the hard counter.

As your body pulled away from Hanses grip, Sejun spoke up with a serious tone in his voice. “He tried to Roofie her, Hanse saw it.” Liams eyes went wide and he stopped his movements in trying to launch at the man in front of him. “I..No he’s fucking crazy, We were just talking and he came in swinging!” Liam shouted and Chan looked towards Seungwoo as Sejun addressed his earlier question.

“Sejuns right, he dropped a white pill in y/ns water when she was getting something from the fridge. I seriously doubt she knew what he was doing.” Liams head shook as he denied the accusation from Hanse. “He probably has more in his pockets” Sejun suggested and gestured with a jut of his chin towards Chan who’s arm was still wrapped around the man he had been fighting.

Pulling Liams plaid shirt away from his white t shirt underneath, Chan reached in as Seungwoo held Liam still and pulled a small transparent bag from the man in questions inside breast pocket. As Sejun suggested, inside the bag was two small white circular pills.

Looking down at the glass to your right that you had almost drank, you felt your stomach drop at what could have happened had your best friend and Sejun not stopped it.

“Whatever man! She wanted it! I was just helping her get comfortable! Come on, you know how girls ar-“ Before he could continue your two best friends and Sejun launched themselves at him and the two men that had been holding him pulled away disgusted by his words. 

No punches could be landed as you rushed forwards and shouted “STOP” as the three men in front of you turned around seemingly confused as to why you would stop them from giving Liam what he deserved.

“y/n he wa-“ Cutting Hanse off you stepped in front of Liam and pulled your first back before landing in on his jaw. The pain radiating in your hand let you know he’d need stitches or more. Launching your body on his you landed another punch this time to his cheek. “You fucking disgusting excuse for a human!” You shouted as you landed yet another hit his face before your body was being lifted off of his. 

To say Liam was in shock when you hit him was an understatement, when you launched your body onto his trapping his hands under his own weight he had still been in shock but seeing your body pulled off of his and feeling the pain radiating from his face he pulled his right hand back and in a split second landed it heavily on your cheek in something closer to an open handed punch than a slap.

Liams body was hastily pulled away from his crouching position as Seungwoo held him up by his collar against the wall. “Piece of shit, get your ass out of this house. VTN house members have never and WILL never drug anyone or harm a woman in any way. As much as I’d love to have her further kick your disgusting ass or hell I’d love to give you what you deserve, I don’t think any of us need a case. I will be letting couch James know about what happened as well as the schools President. I can guarantee your expulsion, now you have five fucking minutes to leave out that door before I rethink the possibility of catching a case.”

Releasing Liam from his hold, you all watched as Liam hobbled his way out of the kitchen and through the still there partygoers towards the front door clutching his face with a string of curses leaving his swollen and bloodied lips. 

“y/n right? I’m so beyond sorry this happened. His actions were inexcusable and as the leader of this frat I assure you I will make sure justice is served and after the proper authorities are aware he will never set foot on campus grounds” With an upset tick in his jaw, Seungwoo looked you straight in the eyes with his chocolate brown ones and you knew he wouldn’t go back on what he said, you could feel his anger radiating off of his body in waves.

Nodding your head you accepted his apology that you insisted he didn’t need to make as it was not his fault. The arms that were still holding your body after pulling you off of Liam earlier loosened and you turned your body to face them. Byungchan and Sejun had both been holding you and before you could thank Sejun for what he had done, you were being pulled into a tight hold by Hanse and Byungchan, the latter apologizing for showing up to the scene late and both apologizing for not being there to prevent it from happening.

“I’m fine, I’m honestly just glad he tried to do this to me and not someone else who was here along without amazing friends to stop him. That piece of shit deserves to rot, I can’t help but think about how he probably has done this before and a woman out there went through that” With a shake of your head you felt Hanse burrow his head further into your shoulder.

“Lets get you home and cleaned up, there’s no way were letting you stay anywhere but at out apartment” Hanse said as your best friends pulled back and you swore you saw him rub at a tear in his eyes. Byungchan nodded in agreement at you staying over and you shook your head “I’ll stay but Byunnie I need you to continue to spend time with Emi tonight, I don’t want you leaving her to go take care of me. You deserve to be happy” Your heart clenched a little as he shook his head no but as you steeled your gaze and hit his shoulder telling him to get his girl he finally nodded knowing you wouldn’t stay at the apartment if he didn’t comply with your wishes. 

Emi had been standing in the crowd watching as everything happened, worry over the situation causing her face to frown. Seeing Byungchan pull you in for a hug she walked forward towards your bodies wanting to express her concern for you as well but she didn’t know how to word it. “y/n i..if you want to talk i’m here. I know we don’t really know each other but I saw what happened and I’m so sorry..” With her head downturned towards her pale yellow sneaker you placed your hand on her shoulder causing her to look up at you as you felt the genuine concern in her voice. “Hey, it’s okay. Nothing really happened and you don’t need to be sorry. I appreciate your offer but i think tonight i’m just going to go back and stay with Hanse. The night is still young! So enjoy time with Byungchan here okay?” you smiled and she nodded pulling you in for a slight hug which surprised you. 

Pulling back, her and Byungchan walked you and Hanse to the front door. As you pulled the door open your body was encircled by a pair of arms you immediately recognized as Haleys. “What happened?! I was in the bathroom talking my roommate on how to work our new coffee pot and when I came back down I heard everyone talking about how Liam and Sejun were fighting and how you were in the middle and that Hanse had you in a chokehold!!” Laughing overtook your body at the second part and the seriousness in her voice, causing Haley to look at you like you were insane.

“Omg your cheek is swollen, y/n you have blood on the side of your lip! what the fuck?!” Pulling her arms away from you you shook your head. “I’ll tell you tomorrow okay? I just want to get out of here.”

“I’ll come with, I don’t want you alone” Leaning in to hug your friend you shook your head. “I won’t be alone, Hanse will be with me and no he didn’t have me in a chokehold. Please just stay and have fun okay? Chan is here and Byunnie is staying too. I’ll call you tomorrow” With a dejected look on her bronzed face, Haley nodded knowing how stubborn you were. With an I love you leaving her lips you bid your gorgeous friend goodbye and followed Hanse to his car.

Stepping out of the bathroom in one of Hanses plain white cotton crewneck t shirts and a too big pair of navy blue basketball shorts that you tied and folded over to fit properly, you headed to the couch that Hanse was already occupying in his pajamas.

Sitting next to him you let his left arm wrap around your shoulder and he browsed the Netflix  comedy movies with the remote in his right hand. “Thank you” was all you uttered as he landed on 50 first dates knowing it would make you both smile. “I love you, don’t thank me. I’m just sorry I wasn’t with you earlier then this would have all never happened” Biting at his lip ring you knew your best friend was upset with himself and you shook your head adamantly. “Hanse, stop. You stopped Liam and were there for me when I couldn’t see what was happening. Thats all that matters” Pulling the blanket over your legs you saw him softly nod as his inky black hair bobbed slightly.

“Sese, you need to wake up and get in bed” your hands had been planted on Hanses shoulder, lightly shaking him. The movie had finished and he was snoring loudly with his neck bent slightly backwards propping him at what looked like an uncomfortable angle against the back of the couch.

“He had…co…cocococonut boobs on” Hanse mumbled about the movie in his sleep ridden state as you changed tactics, shaking him harder and flicking an ice cube at his forehead. With a jolt from the cold cube being flung against his warm forehead he sat up and opened his eyes to you standing in front of him with a glass of water in your left hand and your right settled on his shoulder.

“Why’s you do that? Sooooo cold” Pulling the blanket up to his shoulder he shivered exaggeratedly which earned a smile from you and a roll of your eyes. “I did what I had to do to wake you up so you could get to bed. Your ass was snoring hella loud and I think I see drool.” 

Wiping at his mouth your best friend stood up, stretches his limbs as he wrapped the blanket around his shoulder and let out a loud yawn. Hugging you goodnight he headed to his bedroom and left you alone in the dim living room.

Scrolling though netflix you settled back against the couch cushions and clicked on the first episode of gossip girl to occupy your mind while you scrolled through instagram. Pictures of Byungchan with Emi loaded on his page and you softly sighed. You truly wanted him to be happy but it still stung and you knew it would for a little while longer.

Your thumb was scrolling upward as you mindlessly checked out posts from random people you followed when the sound of the front door being opened was heard. You knew it couldn’t have been Byungchan as he had just posted a picture of him and Emi on a couch that you assumed was Emi’s, their bodies entangled in an innocent looking cuddle. Preparing yourself for Sejun and one of his conquests to pass your form on the couch and moan the night away, you sighed deeply.

The sound of the fridge being opened was heard followed by the clinking of a glass against the countertop. Furrowing your brows you waited for the voice of a woman or possible giggle but the only sound you could hear was that of water filling a glass.

Your curiosity was piqued (by that you meant ‘your ass was nosy’) Standing up you grabbed your empty glass (so it looked like you had a reason for going to the kitchen) and walked your way to the kitchen.

Standing against the counter next to the fridge with a glass in his left hand and the pitcher of purified water in his right hand stood Sejun, his gaze snapping up towards your form as you entered.

You hadn’t gotten to thank him for doing what he did earlier and as you took in his slightly bruising cheek, his bottom lip that had been swollen and his split eyebrow that had already started healing your eyes went wide. You had seen the fight but hadn’t gotten a really good look at the grey haired mans face and the damage that Liam had done. 

“I..thank you, I’m sorry” you mumbled softly as you stepped closer to the sink and placed your glass inside of the metal basin. “Why are you apologizing? You weren’t the one who hit me.” Your jaw clenched and you turned your body to face him. “You were hit because of ME! so let me apologize. If you hadn’t gotten involved you wouldn’t have gotten hurt.”

Shaking his head he lightly laughed and sent you a dazzling dimpled smile. “I’m fine, I got into the fight on my own and I would do it again. I don’t like men who think it’s okay to violently lay a hand on women, even more so when that woman is one of my friends.” Your eyebrows shot up at his last statement. You hated half of his ‘sexcapades’ but him as a person hadn’t really don’t anything to make you fully hate him now that you thought about it. Sure he got on your nerves and had no tact, making you want to sometimes while that smirk he always donned off of his face. But you didn’t fully hate him. Friend was a bit of a stretch for you but frenemy you could maybe get behind.

“I don’t know if I would consider us friends. Maybe frenemies? or acquaintances?” You smirked and his upper lip curled up, his mouth soon resembling yours. “Fine frenemy world, makes me sound cooler anyways. Also, stop looking at me like I got the beatdown of my life, I literally didn’t even get hit that hard and Liam is worse off. I’ve been hit a-lot harder and my eyebrow is already healing. So stop worrying you pretty little head.” Huffing out a breath of air you turned to grab a wash cloth as he gestured to his eyebrow when he talked about it and as he finished what he was saying you dampened the cloth with cold water and maybe your way to stand in front of his still leaning form.

You had to admit from this close up he was significantly taller than you were. Clutching the cloth in your right hand you brought it up to his eyebrow and lightly patted in soft motions not wanting to rub and disrupt the scabbing wound. 

Sejun watched your face as you worked on his eyebrow. “y/n you don’t have t-“ Your free hand came up to seal his mouth shut with your palm and you instantly regretted the action but didn’t want to pull away and show him how flustered you were by the press of his plump lips against the palm of your hand and his woodsy scent mixed with smelt like cashmere that invaded your senses as you inhaled.

Dabbing the still damp cloth against his eyebrow you kept your eyes on the hairs of his brow not wanting to look him in the eye. When the crusty rust colored blood had been fully cleaned from the closing wound you flipped the cloth around to a clean side and pressed it softly against the soft bruising of pink and red on his cheek to hopefully help the swelling subside so it hopefully wouldn’t turn into a nastier shade of deep purple and green in the morning.

“I’m surprised a woman isn’t clinging to your body right now” You joked trying to lighten the mood. “A woman is with me right now, I wouldn’t say she’s clinging but I do have one in front of me.” you felt his lips mumble against your palm and you quickly retracted your hand that you had forgotten was still there. Gulping hard you focused your attention to his cheek. 

“I mean a hot chick” You tried to once against joke. A larger hand wrapped itself delicately around your wrist that held the damp towel and your gaze snapped up to meet Sejun’s grey eyes. “You are a ‘hot’ chick.”

“I..I meant like a hookup. I’m sure you had your pick of women at the party tonight..So I just surprised one isn’t with you right now…haha..maybe you already had your fill at the party, hopefully not in the bathroom cause that’s just unsanitary an-“ Sejuns free hand clamped itself over your mouth preventing your ramble of going on any longer.

“While I have hooked up in a bathroom at a party in the VTN house,” Cocking his eyebrow at your face "don’t judge me it’s the cleanest frat bathroom I’ve ever seen. I didn’t hook up at the party, I actually went upstairs with Seungwoo and played a few rounds of Fifa on his ps4. We both weren’t really in the partying mood anymore and he wanted to get started on typing out his message on Liam’s behavior and what went down tonight. Woo also wanted to make sure I didn’t ‘do anything stupid’ as he put it. Like go after Liam, as tempting as that was.”

You really don’t know what compelled you to do do what you did next. You couldn’t blame it on the alcohol you had consumed earlier as you were stone cold sober now. But something about the way his face contorted as he talked about Liam mixed with his gaze roving your slightly parted lips when he moved his palm away just made you feel a familiar tingling in your belly.

Surging forward, Sejun had just barely finished his sentence when you captured his lips in your own. A few seconds passed before you realized your face was inches from Sejuns and your lips were pressed against his. Pulling back rapidly, your eyes widened into saucers and you prepared your escape to Hanses room to hide from the man in front of you and to pretend you hadn’t just done what you did.

Before you could turn and side step away, Sejun gripped the side of your face in one of his large palms and pulled your face towards him. Looking from your eyes down to your lips you felt the heat in his gaze as he planted his mouth down onto yours.

You really didn’t know why but you found yourself reciprocating the kiss. Moving your lips against his, your arms wrapped around the back of his neck as the damp cloth fell to the ground in a soft thud and you parted your lips for him as he flicked his tongue against the seam of your lips. Sejun’s free hand went to the small of your back and pressed your bodies together as he slipped his tongue into the entrance to your mouth.

Tongues fighting for dominance, you felt the kiss start to shift into a searing want that had you gripping his hair for purchase earning a low groan tumbling from his lips. Sinking his teeth into your bottom lip, his hand that had been on your cheek moved down to clutch the side of your neck.

Trailing a hand down from his neck, your nails lightly scratched against the top of his wide back under his leather jacket and shirt he had on. Fingers pressed into your lower back as his lips moved down to trail over your jaw making you tilt your head back to give him better access to your neck that he was starting to ghost his plump lips against.

You could feel the coldness of his rings against the side of your neck as his hand remained there while he kissed over the juncture between your neck and shoulder. You couldn’t help the soft whine that escaped your lips as his lips attached themselves over your skin, sucking in harshly causing a tingle to make its way up our spine.

Sejun let out a low groan at the whine that made its way out of your lips. Sliding both of his hands over your hips, he flipped you both around and pressed your body against the counter.

Lips attaching themselves back onto your neck, he continued to suck on different spots careful not to leave any marks. Your hand made its way down and pulled at the hem of his shirt. Slipping your fingers under the jersey material, you grazed the tips of your fingernails against his lower abs causing Sejun to pull away from the juncture of your neck.

You took in his heated gaze and kiss-swollen lips and you had to admit this man was fucking sexy. Pulling your hand from under his shirt he held it in his grip. “Y/n if you want to keep going i’m more than willing to continue, but if you want to stop let me know now before we go any further. You wen’t through something traumatic earlier and I need to make sure you not only know what you’re doing but you want to do this.” At the mention of the word trauma, his finger brushed over the slight bruising on your cheek.

You knew you should’ve stopped but you needed him and his asking of permission just solidified the fact that you weren’t making a bad decision when you leaned forward and pressed your lips against his in response.

With a kiss that was increasing in fervor, Sejuns hand that wasn’t clamped over the side of your neck gripped one of your wrists and led both of your bodies towards where you knew to be his room. Lips never leaving yours even when you both tumbled through his now open door.

Hooking a foot behind him, Sejun lightly kicked his door closed careful not to make it slam. Large hands made their way under the backs of your thighs as you were hauled up and lightly tossed onto a soft bed while the larger man stood in front of the bed pulling his jacket off of his wide shoulders. 

You tried your best to suppress the sound that threatened to leave your throat with a bite to you bottom lip as his fingers slipped under his t-shirt and pulled it off of his sculpted frame. Deft fingers slipped under his belt loop as he successfully loosened the prongs. 

Sejuns eyes never left yours as he undressed himself. Your eyes were filled with lust and your red swollen lips that your teeth hand pressed against caused his growing bulge to twitch slightly. You looked like sex and he hadn’t even gotten started, it excited him for how you must look with that post sex haze. 

Climbing his body on top of yours, a plump set of lips attached themselves to your neck once again and you arched your back as his fingers slipped under the material of Hanses loose shirt. 

Fingers making their way up your abdomen towards your chest and splaying themselves between your breasts felt hot against your skin. Sitting up slightly, Sejun pulled his lips from your skin. A look asking for permission graced his features as his fingers made their way back to the bottom hem of the shirt and pulled up a tad. A nod of your head was all he needed before he pulled the cotton fabric over your head and tossed it somewhere in the dark room that was only illuminated by the city lights through his semi sheer curtains.

The cold air that greeted your skin felt like ice as his fingers plucked against the hook of your bra causing the straps to sag over your shoulders as the cups no longer sat like a second skin against your breasts. 

You hadn’t even gotten to feel embarrassed before his lips attached themselves to your right nipple that had hardened from a mixture of cold air and arousal. Fingers reached towards his head as you then tugged the strands between them.

A low growl grumbled from his throat as his teeth grazed over the hardened bud and you felt your body twitch at the contact. Fingers pinched at your bud that hadn’t been between Sejuns lips and you whined at the sensation.

You could feel his hardened member against your thigh as he switched nipples, a suction like sound leaving his lips as he sucked in a harsh motion. His unoccupied hand trailed its way down to the bottoms you had on and he played with the waistband by softly snapping it against your skin causing you to pull harshly on his locks. “Tease”. Chuckling at your name calling, Sejun smirked against your chest as he popped your nipple out of his mouth and flicked his tongue over the reddening nub.

Sejuns fingers moved under the waistband and over the fabric of your wet panties and you arched into the press of his fingertips. “Someones wet”, rolling your eyes as his comment you huffed out a breath of air and before you could mumble a response, he pressed the pads of his fingers hard against your hardened nub and lightly shook them in a left to right motion.

Pulling his fingers from your bottoms, he raised your knees upwards and tugged the material of your shorts and panties down your legs. Snapping your thighs shut you shivered as the air blown from his fan landed on your wet core.

Your legs were immediately pulled apart by your ankles “I need them open babygirl”. Sejun said with a tsk and the arousal pooling in your lower belly was almost embarrassing by the simple words.

A finger trailed around your weeping hole gathering the wetness on the pad as you gasped as Sejun brought it up to his mouth. His lips puckering around the finger as his eyes closed and a low moan could be heard. Holy fuck that’s hot, you were now full on ogling him as he popped the appendage out of his mouth and trailed his tongue along the seam of his lips. Opening his eyes, his lips quirked into a smirk as he took in your expression.

The finger that had been sucked clean was brought back to your nether region. With a squelch, the long index finger slid into your entrance and you hummed at the needed intrusion. A few pumps were made before a second finger was added, your walls tightening around the appendages. 

“Need to get you nice and ready” Sejun murmured as he watched his fingers go in and out of your wet hole. Your eyes snapped shut as he curled the tips of his finger upwards in a come hither motion. The pads of his fingers rubbed against the spongey flesh of your g-spot and you gripped at the pillow that had been under your head.

Moving his fingers in semi circle motions to stretch you out further, Sejun pressed his thumb lightly against your clit as you got used to the stretching intrusion. 

Your eyes snapped open as you felt a glob of wetness land on your pussy and the sight of Sejun with his lips puckered as he sat up watching his fingers work themselves in and out of your heat caused you to clench hard. Your mind was fighting with wether it was nasty or unbelievable hot how his split trailed once again from between his lips and landed on your pussy. The look in his eyes as he watched it slither down your clit over his fingers and mixing with your arousal at the crack between your ass and the bed made up your mind that it was one of the hottest thing you’ve experienced. 

You could feel the slight widening of your hole as his fingers splayed open slightly inside of you before another finger was added. It was an extremely tight fit but the slight sting hurt oh so good as he slowly pushed into your entrance with all three fingers. “Tell me if it hurts okay?” His voice was oddly soft as he asked but it comforted you.

You widened your legs as he pumped his fingers at a nice and slow pace making sure you keep you comfortable but still stretching you out. The soft thrumming of his thumb over your clit added to the pleasure you were feeling.

Sejuns fingers formed a cone shape inside of you as he pumped in at a faster pace after he felt your walls starting to relax. Sejuns other hand splayed over your left thigh as he kept your legs open. 

The finger on your clit started to move in tight circles and your back arched as you clamped a hand over your mouth to keep you from moaning. Your hand was pulled away almost immediately and your eyes met the darkening ones of the man pleasuring you. “Ah ah, no trying to conceal your sounds. Let me hear how you feel or I’ll stop. Got it?” You really wanted to roll your eyes and mumble a sarcastic remark but stern look in his eyes as he cocked a brow and curled his finger upwards caused you to nod furiously “Yes, yes jeez! Just fuck! Don’t stop.” 

Your eyes rolled back as he spat on your pussy again and used his thumb to spread the wetness over your clit. A drawn out moan left your lips as he thrusted his fingers in and out of your tight hole at a faster pace and matched his circling thumb to the rhythm.

It was becoming all too much and as you trailed your eyes down his frame to his hips now bucking against your thigh, his hardened bulge rubbing against your flesh, your body tightened and spasmed every time his fingers curved against your g-spot. “Ahh,I.. I…m going to..c..c….cum..please don’t..stop”.

“I didn’t quite catch that” Sejun slowed his pace and smirked devilishly. “Fun..fuck you! I said I’m..gonna cum!” The same stern look returned to his face as he stopped completely and slipped his fingers from your spasming core causing you to thrash your head side to side as you pleaded with him. “I’m..sorry..please don’t stop…I need to cum..please…please…fuck please.” With a smack to your pussy a grunt left his lips as he thrust his fingers back into your entrance, your back arching at the sudden intrusion.

“That’s better princess.” Sejuns fingers worked themselves in and out of you at a fast pace and he began circling hi thumb over your clit once again causing your body to convulse at the stimulation. “Fuck…shit…shit! I need.. cum…need to cum!” You moaned out as your eyebrows furrowed and shallow breathes of air puffed from your lips. “You want to cum babygirl?”

A series of ‘Yes’ left your lips and Sejun curled his fingers upwards against the spongey flesh. With a harsh press of his thumb against your clit you felt your eyes roll back as your eyelids closed over your eyes and your thighs began to shake. 

A hard grip on your chin forced your eyes open and Sejun was suddenly inches from your face as he squished your cheeks between his fingers as he pumped his fingers in and out of you at an intense pace. “Open your eyes and look at me when you cum! I better not have to tell you again!” Hot breath fanned against your face as you nodded as much as you could in his hold. 

A series of ‘Fucks’ could be heard in the room as your walls tightened around his fingers and the familiar snapping sensation filled your lower abdomen as your orgasm approached. The fluttered of your walls squished his fingers but Sejun wouldn’t have it any other way. The lust ridden gaze Sejun had in his eyes as you came apart with his fingers inside of you was all that you could see. A buzzing filled your ears and you felt warmth spread throughout your body as you came.

Your knees knocked together as they shook and the feeling of overstimulation against your clit became too much as you begged him to stop. It wasn’t until tears pricked at your eyes that he pulled his hand from your core and popped each finger inside of his mouth, making sure to lick them clean.

With a cock of his head, Sejun sat up. “You taste like ripe strawberries, pineapple and something heady with a hint of salt.” A look of shock riddled your features and you couldn’t help the laugh that threatened to fall from your lips. “Are you a pussy juice connoisseur or what?” You fully expected Sejun to scold you or laugh with you but his face was completely serious. “You could say that.”

“I’m saying you taste good.” A shake of your head as you giggled caused him to slightly pout. “I know what you’re saying. Just an odd way of putting it”

The feeling of Sejuns bulge against your thigh caused you to stop your laughing. Even with his pants on, he felt thick and heavy against your flesh and despite the intense orgasm you had just had you needed more, you wanted to feel him inside of you.

Sitting upwards on your knees, you placed your palms flat against his bare chest and maneuvered you both until he was sitting against the soft pillows near the headboard and you were straddling him. With a harsh press of your hands he was sent into a laying position, hovering your body over his face a sinful smirk graced your lips. “You called me a princess earlier.” A cock of your eyebrow was made as you nuzzled your lips against the shell of his ear. “I’m anything BUT a princess.” Sejun could’t respond as your hand had made it’s way down his body while you spoke and when the last words left your lips you harshly palmed his length.

A grin spread over his plump lips and your wrist was suddenly gripped into a strong hold. With a determined gaze you slid your other hand down his body and popped the button of his incredibly tight pants. Surging forward you attached your lips to his neck and nibbled against the soft flesh. The smell of cologne and musk invading your senses as you lapped at his sweat slick skin. 

Sliding your hand under the waistband of his briefs, your eyes bulged slightly at his size that laid heavily against your palm. Drool pooled inside of your mouth as you gulped and a deep chuckle resounded in your ears. “I told you I needed to stretch you out. Now. you’ve had your fun being on top but its time I fuck you the way you need to be fucked.” A hand weaved through your hair and pulled your face to his as your bottom lip was tugged between teeth. A wet pop was heard as the flesh smacked against your teeth and arms encircled you before turning you both around so that Sejun was seated on top of you once again.

The jingling of zippers and fabric against skin was heard as Sejun tossed his pants somewhere on the clothing littered floor. “I was only on top for like 5 minu- ungghf” Sejuns hard cock bumped against your clit and you swore you drooled as the thick head slid along your core. The drag of his hard cock felt intoxicating but you needed more, you needed to be filled.

“Fuck me already!” you growled out and Sejun tsk’d. “Demanding won’t get you anywhere sweetheart.” A slight push of his thick cock head was made against your weeping hole and you reached out to tug harshly on his thick locks. “Sejun! I’m not fuckin around! Now fuck man, just ugh just fuck me.” A harsh slap was delivered to your pussy and you swore at the contact. 

“Ask nicely y/n, or my cock won’t fill you up.” It was a low warning but you ceased your brattiness if it meant getting to finally be filled. “Fine! Please, I need to be fucked. Please just film up alrea-“ You were cut off by the sliding of his cock head into your entrance, Fuck, he was just a few inches in but it was already a stretch.

Fingers brushed against the soft skin of your abdomen as he slid inside slowly before ceasing any movement. “Is this okay?” It was a simple question but the juxtaposition from his stern nature a few minutes prior had momentarily shocked you. Clearing your throat “Yeah, I can take it” You weren’t lying, sure it was a stretch and you could feel the sting but it wasn’t anything uncomfortable.

Placing his hands on either side of your shoulders, Sejun leaned forward slowly sliding all the way in until his blunt head felt like it bumped your cervix and your fingers curled into the sheets at the incredibly tight fit. “Fuck y/n, so fuckin tight.” Sejuns head was thrown back and his long neck was on full display above you. 

Arching upwards, your lips attached themselves onto the juncture of his neck and he growled out at the feeling as your lips worked over his flesh. Fingers curling into his silky hair  and over his shoulder you couldn’t say you’ve ever felt so full in your life. 

A sharp snap of his hips was felt before he leaned backwards on his haunches and snapped forwards once again. The way your hole sucked his cock in was an intoxicating sight and Sejun groaned at the squelching noises your wet pussy made. 

A nice rhythm was started as his thrusts were deliberately timed and every snap of his hips meant a flood of sensations for you. He filled you up and every slide of his cock was felt against your ridges as he snugly bottomed out inside of you. “Harder” The pace was great but you knew he could do much more and you wanted to feel everything he could give you.

An eyebrow quirked at your demand and Sejun smirked “Harder? Princess” The last word was punctuated bu a particularly hard thrust and you tugged harshly against his scalp. “Don’t. Call me. Princess” With each word you tugged at the strands and he growled at the sensation, taking your wrist between his fingers before slamming both of your wrists against the bed on either side of your head.

“Y/n you’re being bad.” The words tumbled from his lips in a low growl and your eyelids fluttered closed at the way it made you feel. With your wrists in his grip, he snapped his hips harshly as his cock filled you up nice and deep. 

A harsher pace was set and each drag of his cock set your insides alight with new sensation, the way he leaned over you caused his pubic bone to drag over your clit with each thrust. Wrapping your legs around his lower back, your hips met Sejuns for every harsh thrust and pull.

Whatever stinging you had previously felt was replaced with nothing but pleasure as he went faster with every pump of his member. “More” Your legs were suddenly pulled up by your knees until your ankles were hovering in the air by your head. You felt like a pretzel and the stretch on your body hurt but the way Sejun managed to somehow get deeper inside of your tight cunt made it worth it. You were practically bent in half as his large palms pressed down on the flesh in the middle of the backs of your knees and ass.

“That all you got Sej..Sejunniee” Your harsh breaths made you stutter but you managed to still pull your face into a mocking look as the saccharine tone seeped from your lips. A sudden harsh smack against the underside of your ass cheek sounded through the room and the stinging flesh caused your neck to arch back into the pillows. “Be careful what you wish for Y/n.”

Another smack was delivered, this time to your ass cheek before Sejun bottomed out inside of you. Knees dipping into the bed, Sejun leaned forward with his palms on he backs of your legs as he set a brutal series of thrusts. The sensation of thick cock dragging against your walls until just the tip was inside before slamming back into your core was drool worthy.

Low groans left his lips and you dug your nails into his shoulder as you whined, begging for more. More of what? you didn’t quite know but more seemed to be the only word you could utter as his flesh dragged against yours. 

Snapping your eyes open, the sound of the front door closing rather harshly was heard and you knew it had to have been a clumsy Byungchan. Fear set into your features and Sejun placed a finger over your lips. “It’s okay, Byungchan won’t come in, he most likely thinks I’m with a girl anyways. Relax Y/n.” The words were said in a soft whisper against your ear and while you knew they were the truth you still feared being caught. But something in the way Sejun’s cock bumped against your g-spot as he thrust and the way you were still feeling that stinging heartache of your one sided crush being happy with his crush made you nod.

“You can use me right now to help get over how you feel about Chan and Emi if you want.” The statement surprised you but you trailed your nails down his back as he delivered a hard thrust. “Fuck me” It wasn’t a harsh demand, more of a plea whispered into his ear. Pulling back from your ear, Sejun nodded in understanding.

A sharp move of his hips delivered a song thrust that you swore you could feel against your cervix and you cried out. “Louder princess.” Sejun smirked knowing the pet name would get to you but in an almost sick way you relished in the thought of Byungchan possibly hearing you. There’s no way he would know it’s you as you most likely sounded mumbled and different between the layers of walls separating Sejuns room from his own but it’s like part of you wanted to be like “this is what you’re missing” even though he hadn’t even been aware of your affections.

A loud whine left your lips as Sejun fucked himself into you and you scratched your nails down his back. You had earlier seen the faded pink marks on his back and while you both were careful not to leave marks with mouths in an unspoken rule you figured your nails on his back would be fine as he already had some from his plethora on conquests. 

“Fuck how are you still so tight!” Sejun moaned out and a gush of arousal was felt between your legs at his normally softer voice being so deep and assertive. “Maybe you aren’t going hard enough” You barked in respond and the smirk that had made its way onto your lips was replaced with a small ‘o’ as Sejun snapped a hand up your body to clamp around the curvature of your neck. His grip wasn’t hard enough to fully choke you but the feeling of less air flow caused a tingling to be set throughout your body.

Fast thrusts caused the room to sound in skin slapping and wet squelches. The headboard banging against the wall as he drove his hips against yours cause your body you rattle. “Fuck Sejun!”

“Yeah? Is that hard enough for you? Or do you want more. Know what, i’m not giving you a choice, you’re getting more.” Large palms pulled your ass tightly against him and his balls slapped against your skin. The hand that was around your neck tightened its hold every few seconds before releasing causing a rush of air to fill your head. The hand that had pulled your ass up now lay flat against your abdomen pushing your body down onto the bed. 

Your cervix was being battered by his hard cock head and a trail of drool leaked from the side of your mouth as you were being fucked ‘stupid’ “Shit!shit! I’m..cu..cu..gonna..cum” You stuttered as you felt your walls fluttering around his hard cock.

A harsh slap was delivered to your clit as Sejun spit a thick globule onto your cunt and you lost it, the pure dirtiness from the action caused your abdomen to clench and lust clouded your vision. “FUCK! Se…sej….omg..omg I’m…fuck yes!” Your legs began to shake as Sejun pressed his thumb against the hollow of your throat and your eyes struggled to stay open from the extract you were being thrown in but you couldn’t risk closing them and him stopping his actions as he had said he would earlier.

“Cum in..inside, I’m on the pill” You mumbled out feeling his cock twitch inside of you. The thought of a condom had slipped both of your minds earlier in the night and you knew you’d kick yourself about it later, for now you needed to cum.

“Fuck y/- babygirl! Cum all over my cock!” Your name almost slipped from his lips but Sejun effectively covered it up in case either of your friends had been awake. A coil felt like it had snapped and a loud growl left Sejuns lips as you clenched hard around his cock. “Oh my!omg! FUCK I..fuck. I’m cumming.” A flood of arousal gushed from your core as your body shook and your toes curled.

“Fuck yeah! Soak my cock! Sejun fucked his cock into you before halting suddenly. A loud moan escaped his throat as ropes of cum painted your inner walls with his seed. Your orgasm continued as he filled you to the brim and you cried out as his hand left your neck in favor of filling your mouth with his thick thumb. You sucked on the appendage as your body shook in overstimulation. 

With a few shallow thrusts of his cock, Sejun’s could feel the last spurts of milky white leave his member. Softly pulling himself from your warm cavern, Sejun watched as a flood of white leaked from your core and he couldn’t help the low groan leave his lips at the mess you had made. The sheets were soaked from you squirting and the pool of cum that sat along the seam of your ass and the bed was enough to cause his softening cock to twitch alive again. 

Taking in your fucked out state, Sejun willed himself to calm down as he really didn’t think you could take another round right now. 

Sitting up with a huff leaving your lip your eyes widened as you took in the sight between your splayed out legs. “Holy..fuck.” Sejun who was seated in front of your legs smirked “That was so fucking hot.” With a shake of your head you looked at him incredulously. You had only squirted twice prior and both were from a long masturbation session where you overstimulated yourself with your favorite vibrator after a month of no cumming as a stupid self challenge. 

Sejun pulled you up to a standing position before propping you onto his desk chair. “I’m just gonna change the sheets real quick.” Your legs felt like jelly but you knew you couldn’t stay in his room. His conquests rarely stayed the night, you knew that and you didn’t trust yourself to wake up and leave his bed before your friends awoke from their own slumber so you did the only thing that made sense. You stood up on your own as he finished changing the sheets and smoothed his palm over his comforter that had been in a heap on the floor during your ‘activities’. Finding your panties on the floor with Hanses bottoms your nose scrunched at the damp materiel. 

Sejun’s eyes met you form as you debated on whether to wear the shorts with or sans panties. The sound of a drawer being opened was heard and a pair of briefs and a wet wipe were being held out towards you. “Here, I don’t think soaking panties are comfortable to wear and I know you probably don’t want to wear Hanses shorts without anything under.”

“Thank you.” After cleaning yourself up you threw the fabric away in the waste bin by his desk. The fabric of the briefs was quite soft, Why are mens underwear so fucking comfortable?. With a snap of your bra you then pulled the loose cotton shirt over your form despite your now aching muscles. 

“I know you’re going to go sleep on the couch so nobody gets suspicious but know I couldn’t kick you out from my room in the middle of the night. That’d make me a shitty friend and I fancy myself not only a good fuck but a gentleman of sorts” Sejun smiled that genuine smile that accentuates his deep set dimples, your head shook side to side at how unfair it was that he looked like some sort of deity after that sex session and you most likely looked a mess.

“Thanks..I appreciate that haha.” You awkwardly laughed and Sejun shook his head. “Hey don’t be embarrassed or anything. We fucked and we can either talk about it or not talk about it whatever you want.” You really did appreciate how he was trying to make things less awkward as he sat on his bed in his clean briefs but you couldn’t talk about it right now. Too many thoughts were swirling in your brain and all you wanted to do was pass out on the couch you knew all too well. 

With a fake yawn escaping your lips you waved at him before making your way to his door. “I’m actually super tired so I’m just going to head to bed.” Checking to make sure the coast was clear you slipped from his room and softly reciprocated the goodnight he called out.

The kitchen light had still been on from earlier and you noticed Byungchans shoes strewn across the floor and accompanied with how loud he had been entering the shared apartment you could bet he was probably quite tipsy which you thanked God for as drunk Byungchan was less likely to miss your supposed sleeping form on the couch.

A quick trip to the restroom, a flick of the kitchen lights and you were finally settled on the couch cushions with a soft blanket curled around your body. Pushing your questioning thoughts and oddly enough lack of regret to the back of your brain, you closed your eyes and let your now aching muscles lead you into a hopefully deep sleep. 

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Whether you found this smut cringe worthy or actually not THAAAT bad, I appreciate you for reading this chapter and sticking with me <3

Facts & Fanatsy

I miss the time when we used to share the same blanket;

I miss the time when you in the month of coldness tried to fill me up;

Fill me up with the warmth of your body;

With the essence of your cologne;

With the large pretty hands around my waist.

I'd rant how much I hate winter;

While you whispered in my neck "winter is for the people who are in love";

To your pretty lies, I got flushed;

To your pretty promises, I got flattered.

Ironically how amazingly, this winter I'm missing you.

Neither you are here to share the same blanket;

Neither you are here to give the warmth.

Other side of my bed is deserted;

Just like the other half of my heart is deserted of love.

You lied, 'winter is for heartbroken people';

To collect the pieces of their broken promises.

Facts and fanatsies are absolute remanants in novel world;

You proved that facts are for existing universe;

Fanatsies stays on the old torn pages of the novels we used to read in the month of december.

~k<3

BICKER ‖ one

Taking a trip with a group of friends and getting away from everything sounded amazing until you realized Kim Taehyung would be coming too. Not only was he your arch enemy and the most annoying person on the planet, but he also seemed to love making your life miserable.

word count: 7.1k genre: angst, enemies to lovers warnings: strong language, mature themes

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BICKER ‖ two

Despite your conversation, Taehyung continues to annoy you. You decide to give him a taste of his own medicine.

genre: angst, enemies to lovers word count: 7.5k

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BICKER ‖ three

The kiss changes your perspective on Taehyung and so does his sexual confession to you. During a night out, you realize that there might be more to him than you’d thought.

⤑ word count: 11.8k ⤑ genre: angst, enemies to lovers ⤑ rating: 18+ ⤑ pairing: taehyung + reader ⤑ note: i’ve changed the name of OC’s friend to Sophia to avoid any idol shipping or anything like that :)

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best man — kth

pairing: taehyung x reader

genre: e2l, au, smut, angst, fluff

rating: explicit (language and content)

fic type: social media au, some parts will be written

status: ongoing (updates every wednesday 9 pm kst)

synopsis: your best friend is getting married and she chose you as her maid of honor. the catch? the groom's best man that seems to sleep around, annoy you, and attract you.

disclaimer: time stamps on pics won't be accurate with the story because i always seem to forget to change those sorry lol

profiles

— taehyung’s group

— y/n’s group

parts

— prologue : bachelor & bachelorette party

— part one : the y/n incident

— part two : pre-wedding

— part three : vacation invitation

— part four : why am i annoyed?

— part five : flashback - 12 months ago

— part six : flashback - 10 months ago

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this is my first smau lmao please be kind y’all

i’m aria! i’m not new to the world of fanfiction but i made this account specifically for bts!

only roommates | kth sm au

🖇 synopsis:

– living with someone is never easy. living with the man you hate? cruel and unusual punishment. yn can’t stand her new roommate, but can’t afford to live on her own. keeping a distance seems like the only option, until one drunken night changes everything.

pairing: fuckboi!taehyung x reader

fic type: social media au

side ships: namjoon x oc, jikook

genre: roommate!au, enemies to lovers | smut, angst.

status: completed

updates: every day.

A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask!

parts:

prologue

character profiles: yn and friends

character profiles: taehyung and friends

part one: orgasm faces

part two: cream pie

part three: fucking loud

part four: saturday nights

part five: jerk off

bonus: morning wood

part six: fucking ridiculous 

part seven: no teasing

part eight: never happened

part nine: familiar face 

part ten: movie date

part eleven: imagining things

part twelve: good guy

part thirteen: thirst trap

part fourteen: wing man

part fifteen: inside you

part sixteen: a date

part seventeen: just bored

part eighteen: try and relax

part nineteen: mixing juices

part twenty: lover boy

part  twenty-one: seduce me

part twenty-two: cheese dick

bonus: fuck buddies

part twenty-three: goodnight ‘n go

part twenty-four: supportive boyfriend

part twenty-five: someone else

part twenty-six: take care

bonus: invite jimin

part twenty-seven: film festival

part twenty-eight: only roommates

part twenty-nine: together together

epilogue (1)(2)

end

—Belong

one year to prove you can fend for yourself. one year to keep your parents from making the most important life decision for you. one year to still carry the perfect life for the media whilst carrying a simpler one for yourself...

and way less than one year for you to realise you belong in the latter, with that cynical new roommate of yours.

pairing: artist!kim taehyung x heiress!reader

genre: fluff, angst, humor, social media au, enemies to lovers, roommates au, arranged marriage au, non-idol au

status: ongoing

schedule: mostly wednesdays and saturdays, but right now i’m just going with whenever i have time to because uni is taking up most of my time lol. i will announce an update is coming beforehand though!

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🖋: written part/drabble

a/n: she’s here! i really hope you guys enjoy this au because i already am attached to it lol. and yes, i am A Sucker for artist taehyung, don’t even @ me. introductions coming soon! let me know your thoughts!

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🥀 part one — introductions

🥀 part two — designer undies

🥀 part three — ariel

🥀 part four — gold digger

↳ bonus 🖋 — coffee shop

🥀 part five — missed you

🥀 part six — homesick

🥀 part seven — popcorn

↳ bonus 🖋 — puzzle pieces

🥀 part eight — not that bad

🥀 part nine — fix it

🥀 part ten — picasso

🥀 part eleven — ice prince

🥀 part twelve — pretentious

🥀 part thirteen — burgers

🥀 part fourteen — 20/10

🥀 part fifteen — eavesdropping

↳ bonus 🖋 — brat

🥀 part sixteen — thought so

🥀 part seventeen — (no) feelings

🥀 part eighteen — pinky promise

🥀 part nineteen 🖋 — secrets

🥀 part twenty — ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

🥀 part twenty one — tea

🥀 part twenty two — double-booked

🥀 part twenty three — master plan

more bonus parts bc we love those:

🥀 bonus one — q&a

BICKER ‖ four

After an eventful night, you take Taehyung on his offer and go out for a walk with him.

⤑ word count: 10.6k ⤑ genre: enemies to lovers; angst ⤑ rating: 18+ ⤑ pairing: taehyung + reader

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bad influence: collection

Status: ongoing

All stories are written out of chronological order. Please do not copy, repost or translate any of my works. I only post here on tumblr. 

↳ more lore about the bad influence couple can be found under the “bad influence” tag! 

↳  spotify playlist // all texts // chronological order 

↳ BAD INFLUENCE

— summary; in which you know Jungkook is a bad influence on you, but you can’t avoid falling for him every time.

— contents and warnings; pwp, badboy!jk x goodgirl!reader, car sex, dirty talk, fingering, hair pulling, breast play, jk has a big dick and an attitude, unprotected sex (condoms are your friends), jk being kind of a douche, use of the word “slut”, cum eating, creampie, cockwarming, possessiveness, he slaps her ass like once, enemies to fuckbuddies pretty much

— words; 4.5k

→ drabble one: first meeting 

→  drabble two: mid-sex arguments 

↳ BAD BEHAVIOR 

— summary; in which staying late to volunteer at a self-help meeting was the best decision you made in a while. 

— contents and warnings; the endless adventures of badboy!jk x goodgirl!reader, public sex (in a church…), dirty talk, fingering, degradation (name calling) but also praise, unprotected sex, clothed sex, creampie, cum play, there is a window and also reflections, rough sex, cockwarming, jk being a lil shit because that’s his main personality trait, jk smokes (only mentioned), enemies to fuckbuddies: dawn of the first day 

— words; 8.2k

→ drabble three: hickeys 

→ drabble four: calming you down

→ drabble five: jungkook’s bday bj

→ drabble six: be quiet

↳ BAD REPUTATION 

— summary; in which you have to deal with some strange emotions for the first time.

— contents and warnings; smut, angst, fluff, the endless adventures of badboy!jungkook x goodgirl!reader, enemies with benefits/enemies to lovers ;), mutual pining, huge trigger warning for feelings (I know, gross), jk smokes, jealousy, a bit of possessiveness, the oc is Confused and Angry over nothing, Jisoo would trade jk’s soul for one corn chip, the oc gets shamefully drunk, vague mention of drugs (no use), mean arguments :((, the smut warnings include: dirty talk, unprotected sex (don’t be dumb), oral sex (female receiving), grinding, fingering, cockwarming, edging, multiple orgasms, begging, overstimulation, praise, dom!jk x sub!oc, breast play, creampie, orgasm control/denial  

— words; 19,6k (don’t mention it)

↳ BAD ATTITUDE

— summary; in which Jungkook finally learns how to behave. Kind of.

— contents and warnings; pwp, smut, badboy!jk x goodgirl!reader, enemies with benefits/enemies to lovers, brattysub!kook x dom!reader, actually more of a switch!kook/switch!reader, the oc is kind of a demon with teasing because payback is a bitch, bondage, edging, dirty talk, begging, oral (m receiving), female masturbation, cockwarming, unprotected sex (don’t be dumb), creampie, stuffing, Taehyung makes a cameo, terrible use of the two wolves meme I’m so sorry

— words; 7,2k

→ drabble seven: nerves 

→ drabble eight: night drive

→ drabble nine: pregnancy scare 

→ drabble ten: slow 

↳ BAD HABIT 

— summary; in which your little secret starts to get out of hand.

— contents and warnings; smut, sprinkles of fluff and angst, mutual pining, the endless adventures of badboy!jk x goodgirl!reader, enemies with benefits/enemies to lovers, smoking, mentions of alcohol, mention of vomit, jk and Jisoo are mortal enemies, Taehyung gets his eureka moment, and for the smut warnings: dirty talk, spit kink, dom!jk x sub!reader, breast play, rough sex, mild possessiveness, grinding, so much kissing, oral (fem receiving), cum eating, spanking, manhandling, bondage (using a belt… anyways so-), unprotected sex (don’t be dumb!!! this is fiction), very vague corruption kink, creampie, cockwarming (no one is surprised), praise, degradation makes a comeback (+ use of the word “slut”), the long awaited return of jk being mean, orgasm control/denial, oc kinda cries out of frustration but she’s having a good time, they are in love but are too dumb to realize

— words; 16,7k

→ drabble eleven: home

→  drabble twelve: sexting 

→ drabble thirteen: almost

→ drabble fourteen: sidetracked 

pen pals (with benefits) | series m.list | jjk

Summary: You and Jungkook never got along ever since The Incident™. As fate would have it, you're paired up with him to complete a psychology project that will span the entire semester. When an innocent touch goes a little too far, a contract is made to protect the two of you from hurting each other, although it might be a bit too late.

♠ Pairing: jeon jungkook x reader ♠ Series word count (so far): 40,267 ♠ Genre/AU: Smut, Fluff, Slight Angst • college au • fwb to lovers au • enemies to lovers au ♠ Rating: 18+. This work and its subsequent chapters are not suitable for younger audiences. Warnings can be viewed for each individual chapters.

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Status: Ongoing | Next update: Drabble #4 | Latest Update: Chapter 4 & Part 2 of Class is In Session (Drabble)

Chapters: [1] • [2] • [3] • [4] • [5]

Drabbles:

dress down - a pwp in the dressing room of a lovely shop.

class is in session: part one | part two - a pwp in a dimly lit classroom and wandering hands.

all works are © bangtanhome

BICKER ‖ five

You can't stand Taehyung giving you the cold shoulder, so you try to avoid him but fail spectacularly. After an open conversation, you decide to take things slow, but your friends have other things in mind. (AKA The One Where Your Friends Set You up on a Date)

⤑ word count: 11.4k ⤑ genre: angst, smut (mutual masturbation, dirty talk), enemies to lovers ⤑ rating: 18+!!!! ⤑ pairing: reader x taehyung

» Bicker – one | two | three | four | five

Your last day at the cabin wasn’t nearly as hectic as you expected it to be. As usual, you were woken up by the sounds coming from Sophia’s room, but you couldn’t blame the two of them for your exhaustion—you kept yourself up until the early hours of the morning by listening to sad music and thinking the worst about yourself.

Somehow, you found yourself replaying every single thing your friends have said about the way you treated Taehyung until you convinced yourself that you were the one who treated him terribly all this time and that you completely deserved how he treated you.

Jungkook said that you were always the one who started fights with Taehyung by saying something mean. You never really saw it that way, but Jungkook was objective since he was friends with both of you, and he claimed that was the case.

Then, Hoseok reminded you of the time you told Taehyung that he deserved someone cheating on him, which is a terrible thing to say to anyone, really. You weren’t sure what you were thinking and what had struck a nerve to cause you to say it, but whatever it was, it wasn’t worth it. No matter what Taehyung had told you, it wasn’t okay for you to tell him that, especially because you didn’t mean it.

Yoongi said something along the lines of you two being equally mean to each other, while Sophia pointed out the fact that you never had anything nice to say about Taehyung, which wasn’t fair of you.

Yes, for the longest time, you two have been fighting and bickering, but your opinion about him started to change a couple of days ago yet you kept that to yourself and let everyone believe you hated him. You couldn’t even get yourself to admit to Sophia that you liked Taehyung for real, not just because he was pretending to be uninterested.

The more you thought about the conversation Taehyung had overheard, the worse you felt. Sophia and you talked about him as if he was some creep lurking around you and she acted like everyone knew he wanted to be with you, but couldn’t, so he acted out, which clearly wasn’t the case—he could be with you and he knew it. As a matter of fact, you wanted that to happen. You, of all people, wanted him after being so adamant about never hooking up with random people, sleeping with people you knew and trusted, not engaging in risky behavior, and all that crap. It wasn’t like you at all and the only reason you could think of was Taehyung.

The thought of sleeping with Jongho, who seemed like the safer choice, had never once crossed your mind. You didn’t even think about kissing him, let alone something else. Sleeping with Taehyung seemed to be on your mind a lot more than you were willing to admit.

All these thoughts kept you up most of the night, so when Sophia and Jungkook woke you up, you realized that trying to fall asleep would be futile. You got up and showered, trying to think of a good plan to try to make Taehyung understand that you weren’t a bitch who was making fun of him and that your intentions were good. Clearly, you’d have a hard time trying to prove that, but you could at least try. Leaving things as they were wasn’t really an option. It would just make things more awkward for everyone involved, and you’d never know if you two had a chance of working out.

By the time you got dressed and walked downstairs, everyone had gone somewhere.

Well, almost everyone. Hoseok was feeling better, luckily, and he finally managed to come downstairs to the living room to spend time with you all. To his disappointment, Sophia and Jungkook had already decided to take a walk again, saying they wanted to use the day as much as they could, or at least that’s what you heard them saying as they walked out. Yoongi said he wanted to go to town to get some things for the trip tomorrow and nobody decided to join him, so he left right after the lovebirds, leaving only the three of you there. You walked down to the living room feeling like an intruder—Hoseok and Taehyung were friends and they were having a conversation which died down as soon as you showed up. Taehyung was clearly upset with you and you didn’t want to make things awkward for Hoseok by joining them.

“Hey,” you said and tried to make your way to the kitchen as fast as you could without seeming rude. You did your best not to even look at Taehyung. “Glad to see you down here!”

“Thanks,” Hoseok grinned at you and turned to the side to face you. Nothing on his face showed that anything about this situation was uncomfortable, which led you to the conclusion that Taehyung didn’t even mention it to his friend. “I’m feeling a bit better, so I thought why not come downstairs and snoop around a bit? You never know what you can hear.”

“Good thinking,” you chuckled, knowing this was completely true. “Is that why everyone left?”

Taehyung turned the TV on and sighed, pretending you weren’t there, which both you and Hoseok seemed to notice, or at least that’s what Hoseok’s worried look told you. He glanced at Taehyung, whose eyes were glued to the screen, and then he quickly looked at you again.

“I hope not! What are your plans for today? It’s the last day here, after all,” he wiggled his eyebrows.

“I don’t have any,” you shrugged, taking a step towards the kitchen once it became even more glaringly clear that Taehyung really didn’t want you there. “I’m going to eat something and then… Probably go upstairs. I don’t want to bother you guys.”

“Don’t say that, you’re not a bother!” Hoseok chuckled again, a warm smile spreading over his face. His smiles were contagious so you couldn’t help but smile back, even though it didn’t last long. The tension in the room could be cut with a knife and even the cheerful Hoseok noticed it. “Isn’t that right, Taehyung?”

Hoseok looked at Taehyung questioningly, leaving him with no choice other than to agree despite it being obvious that he was against the idea of you staying there and spending time with them. “Yeah, sure.”

“Don’t worry about it,” you said and left for the kitchen, hoping Hoseok wouldn’t try to convince you to join him, which he didn’t.

You ate breakfast alone in the kitchen, which made you feel even more lonely. You weren’t sure how you got yourself in this situation or how you could get out of it. Taehyung hated you, Hoseok felt awkward around you, and they were the only two people there. You texted Sophia, the only person you could talk to around here, asking when the two of them would get back and save you from your misery.

Sophia: what happened? Tae came down last night and seemed super pissed

After he slammed the door in your face, you went to your room, got under the covers and fumed with anger for a while, before realizing you had it coming. What you didn’t know was that Taehyung decided to join his friends downstairs. You weren’t even sure why that mattered to you—you were there to hang out with people, after all. He had every right to spend the night having fun with his friends, not thinking about the girl who kissed him and then said she wasn’t interested.

You: I tried to talk to him and let’s just say it did not go well

Sophia: so he heard us?

You: yup

Sophia: ok, but we weren’t mean or anything, why’s he mad?

You: I think we might have been

Sophia: he’s exaggerating

Sophia: don’t worry, we’ll be back soon

Luckily, Sophia and Jungkook came back half an hour later, as promised, and Sophia came looking for you in the kitchen as soon as they got back, realizing that you really needed a friend. She gave you a funny look when she walked in, but she spoke only after she got close to you.

“Did you say anything to him?” She almost whispered at you and the whole thing made you chuckle—you knew she was trying to keep her voice down because of Taehyung but it was a bit too late for that.

“Why are you whispering?” You asked in a normal tone of voice, but she shushed you immediately.

“Because I don’t want to make the same mistake twice,” she glared at you. Sometimes she seemed completely disinterested in everyone other than Jungkook, but you knew that was just an impression. She actually cared a lot more than people thought. “Besides, he’s right there in the living room.”

“Yeah, I know,” you sighed and got back to chopping the vegetables for lunch later. Seeing as nobody else was there earlier and you had nothing better to do, you decided to make lunch today, so you started with preparation right away to make things easier later on when you’d cook. “He didn’t say a word to me.”

“He ignored me too,” Sophia huffed and leaned on the counter. “I think he’s blowing things out of proportion because we didn’t say anything mean. In fact, I did say he’s a great guy, and you said you liked him. Maybe he’s just mad because I was right about you not showing interest in him before all of this happened. But that’s not a lie.”

“Yes,” you agreed, sighing before turning to face her. “That’s true, I’d never felt attracted to him until the fight we had the other night, but it doesn’t mean that I don’t feel that way now.”

“What fight?” Sophia asked, frowning, but then suddenly shook her head. “You guys fight all the time. What was so different about this fight?”

“He, uh,” you cleared your throat, realizing you haven’t spoken about this to anyone yet because you didn’t want to make things awkward for anyone, but it seemed too late for that now. “We just insulted each other, you know, same old, and then he told me he wanted to,” you suddenly felt the need to lower your voice. “Fuck me. Like, he just said it like that, and I was… So surprised. But I realized I don’t find the idea appalling. Weird, right?”

“Wait, he really said that?” Sophia seemed confused before nodding in approval. “Good for him. I mean, it sucks that you two have that kind of a dynamic if that’s how you feel about each other, but it’s good that he managed to say that to your face. I still don’t think you should do it. I mean, he’s upset because we talked about him, what the hell?”

“I think he was more hurt by me saying I’m not sure whether I liked him or not. The night before that, we… In the cab, we kissed. Well, made out,” as you spoke, you could see how Sophia’s mouth slowly opened in shock. “And I, uh, I don’t know… I like him, I think. And I sometimes think he likes me, but I think it’s just about sex for him. He’s a guy and all that. So yeah, that’s the thing.”

Sophia sat down for a second, looking around as if she was trying to process this information. “I can’t believe this. Yesterday, you said something like you two just kissed, I didn’t think it was such a big deal. But if you’re thinking about sleeping with him, it is.”

“Exactly,” you said, you sighed with relief once you realized she wasn’t going to make fun of you for liking him or try to stop you from thinking about him. “There’s something abou—” You were interrupted mid-sentence by Taehyung who opened the door, glared at the two of you and then walked to the stove in silence. You felt a bit hurt when you looked at him, all broody and upset, walking right past you as if you weren’t even there.

You and Sophia looked at each other questioningly but weren’t sure if you should say something or not. He clearly wasn’t in the mood to talk to either one of you, so maybe there would be no point in saying anything. He was making tea, or at least that’s how it seemed as he stood a couple of feet away from you, glaring at the kettle as if that would make the water boil any faster.

“Guys, I’m sorry I have to do this,” Sophia got up quickly and your heart fell down to your stomach. What was she going to say? You couldn’t risk this thing blowing up even more. “But you’re both being fools. Tae, sorry if we said something mean, I’m not sure what you’ve heard, bu—” she was interrupted by Taehyung’s loud groan, which you took as a sign she shouldn’t continue, but she did. “But I can assure you nothing bad was said about you. In fact, my friend here was trying to let me know she liked you, which is a hard thing to admit after she called you annoying so many times, but I think you kind of get that since it’s clear you feel the same way,” she spoke as she walked backwards to the door and grinned. “This seems like a great time for you guys to talk it out!”

With that, she ran out with a giggle, leaving you two in complete silence. Really? You couldn’t blame Sophia for anything—she did what she thought was the right thing, and it probably was. You two had to talk it out before ruining the end of the trip for everyone and your friendship for good. You were more shocked by the fact that Taehyung was still silent. He wasn’t going to say a single word about this when it was clear your friend wanted you two to talk about it? She was right, you were a fool.

“Nothing, seriously?” You asked, getting back to chopping as a way of distracting yourself. You couldn’t look at him so you focused on the vegetables in front of you, letting the sounds of the knife hitting the board fill your ears and replace the embarrassing silence.

“What do you want me to say?” Taehyung said, still staring at the kettle, sounding defeated.

“Anything?” You said with a sigh, realizing you were begging him to give you attention. That was beneath you. If he really cared about this thing at all, he could make an effort to say a single thing or react in any way other than keep his mouth shut. “No, forget it.”

“I said what I had to say last night,” Taehyung mumbled, his hair falling over his eyes, which you noticed after you gathered the courage to look at him for a second. “Once you start treating me like you treat other people, we’re good.”

“Like I treat who, exactly?” Now you had no choice but to face him—he was starting to annoy you.

“Hm, I don’t know,” Taehyung pretended to be confused. He was rubbing his chin with his index fingers and frowning and you just knew he’d say something spiteful. “How about everyone else? No, wait. How about Jongho?”

“Jongho?” You asked, trying hard not to laugh because you knew this wasn’t the time for that, but what he was saying was just ridiculous. Taehyung and you weren’t close at all, so he clearly didn’t know the first thing about your dating life, let alone Jongho who was never an option in the first place. He’d heard a part of the conversation and made up a whole scenario in his head where you were this mean girl who was leading two guys on. “Really?”

“Yeah,” Taehyung shrugged with an annoyed expression. You wondered how he looked ten times hotter when he was angry. Is that why you kept annoying him, so you could get a good look at his furrowed brows and angry stare? “Or is he too good for that as well?”

Obviously, your conversation with Sophia about Jongho had rubbed him the wrong way. He didn’t know the whole story, which is why he was reacting this way, and that was understandable, even though it was wrong. Why was he so blinded by this idea that you were as bitchy as he thought that he refused to see things for what they really were?

“Taehyung, you don’t know what you’re talking about,” you told him as calmly as possible, hoping it was getting to him. Your point here wasn’t to argue or be mean to him, even though he was talking nonsense. “Jongho is Sophia’s friend.”

“And she thinks he’d be the perfect guy for you, and you think he’s such a nice guy,” he grunted and then sighed with relief when the water boiled, lucky to finally be able to get out of there. “How nice.”

“This is stupid. I don’t even think about the dude, let alone consider being with him,” you admitted, which made him freeze for a second. He quickly pulled himself together and poured the water into the cup. “I think about you.”

Taehyung shot a glance at you, as if he was trying to see if you were playing tricks on him. When he realized you weren’t, he looked away. “Yeah, is that why Sophia and Jungkook didn’t know anything happened? Is that why everyone thinks you can’t stand me?”

“Do you want everyone to know? Is that the point here?” You asked, moving away from the counter and wiping off your hands on your thighs.

“No,” Taehyung said and grabbed the cup, clearly deciding to get out of there. “I’m just… Disappointed.”

“By what?” You didn’t want to let it go because you could tell this was important. If you let it go now, when could you bring it up again? Taehyung and you always avoided each other and you were sure things would stay the same. He’d still avoid you until you both forget anything had ever happened. The only problem was that you didn’t want to forget.

“I don’t know,” he turned towards the door, not even glancing your way. “Just hearing you say you’ve never liked me the morning after making out with me kind of sucks. And knowing you hate me so much that you don’t even want your friends to know that you’ve kissed me. I mean, Soph was so shocked to find out you’d do that. I wonder why.”

His words instantly made you feel terrible because you tried to put yourself in his shoes. What if it had been the other way around and if you were the one who overheard a similar conversation between Taehyung and Jungkook? You wouldn’t feel good about it, especially not if you knew Jungkook wanted Taehyung to be with someone else, whom he thought of as the better option. You’d feel even worse if you heard that Jungkook was shocked Taehyung thought of you that way.

“Do you think I’m ashamed of it or something?”

“Yeah, pretty much,” Taehyung chuckled, even though nothing was funny, that much was clear from his face. “This is stupid. Forget about it.”

“No,” you shrugged and walked to the door, beating him to it. “It’s not stupid.”

You opened the door to the living room and found Sophia, Jungkook and Hoseok sitting on the sofas in complete silence, which probably meant they were trying to listen in on your conversation to find out more about what was going on behind closed doors. Hoseok scrambled to get the remote and turn the TV on and Yoongi had just walked inside, taking off his beanie and scarf, clearly not yet in on the whole thing. Taehyung followed you into the living room and brought the tea to Hoseok without addressing anything.

“Hey, guys, I wanted to say something,” you said, feeling like your voice would give out as your heart beat so loud it was the only thing you could hear. You walked in so sure of your decision, but now that all eyes were on you, your confidence fled.

All heads turned in your direction and Yoongi scoffed, as grumpy as ever. “Please don’t give a heart-warming speech about what a good time you had with us here on this trip because I might just throw up.”

Even though his comment was funny, you couldn’t laugh. “No, it’s… I like Taehyung. In case you didn’t know. Things are awkward, so there, I said it.”

You expected your friends to be shocked, to say the least. Why you even went out and said something like that was beyond you, but you figured that was one way to make Taehyung aware of how you really felt. You two wouldn’t get the chance to try this thing out if he kept thinking you were hiding it from everyone else.

“And?” Hoseok looked at you questioningly, like what you said was the most irrelevant thing ever. “Is that supposed to surprise us?”

“Yeah, what’s the next thing you’ll say, that he likes you?” Yoongi pretended to be shocked and he placed his hand over his mouth just to glare at you right after, showing none of this was a surprise to them. “Shocker.”

Sophia gave you a questioning stare, but thankfully, decided to keep her mouth shut.

Taehyung cleared his throat and seemed to be at a loss for words. Well, at least one person was shocked by your confession. “Aaaand we’re going to go discuss this,” he said and gently pushed you towards the kitchen with a fake smile on his face.

As soon as the doors closed behind you two, the smile disappeared. “What are you doing?”

“You said that I need to treat you like I treat others, right? And you think I’m hiding this, so… Now I’m not,” you shrugged, which made him chuckle. “Sorry if I embarrassed you.”

“I think you embarrassed yourself,” Taehyung shrugged it off and acted like it wasn’t a big deal. Really? You went out and admitted to liking him in front of his best friends and he wasn’t even happy about it? “I thought it was kind of cool.”

“Good,” you said with a grin, feeling like a weight was lifted off your shoulders. “Now that that’s out of the way, are we good?”

“I don’t see why not,” Taehyung agreed and headed back to the living room. As soon as he walked out, he was greeted by cheers and you took a deep breath before joining them in the living room, knowing that they wouldn’t shut up about it.

Thankfully, it seemed that at least one of them had the tiny bit of decency to ask them all not to be too annoying while you two were in the kitchen. That much was clear after they all started talking at the same time about unrelated topics. You had an inkling of doubt about the person being Jungkook because he was the only one who hadn’t commented on it, but you caught him winking at Taehyung when you two joined the rest of them.

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Two hours later, lunch was off to a great start in a similar tone when Yoongi and Hoseok insisted that you and Taehyung sat next to each other instead of at the opposite ends of the table like you always did—you liked sitting as far away from him as you could.

You usually sat on the opposite head of the table, while the lovebirds sat on your right, and Yoongi and Hoseok on your left. Now, they were insisting that Taehyung and you take their spots. You were reluctant at first but seeing as they were not going to drop it, you gave in and sat next to Taehyung.

What was the worst thing that could happen? If you played along, maybe they’d leave you alone.

“Hey, can you pass the salt? It’s right next to the guy you like,” Jungkook grinned at you, which made everyone chuckle. Well, everyone except you, but only because you knew they would never let you live this down.

It seemed like all of them were ganging up on you with the cheeky comments and even though they weren’t offensive, you felt like you were the butt of the joke here and that Taehyung wasn’t doing anything to help. In fact, he was laughing along.

“You guys look so cute together,” Hoseok clapped excitedly, which almost made you laugh. They were acting stupid, but it seemed like they were having a lot of fun with this, so you didn’t want to ruin it for them.

“They need to sit together on our way back tomorrow,” Yoongi suggested, to which everyone readily agreed. Oh, great, you forgot about the trip ahead of you where they wouldn’t shut up about the two of you.

“So cute,” Jungkook mumbled and then gave you a wink.

“You guys have competition now,” Hoseok looked at Jungkook with a raised eyebrow. “Should we get ready for tonight?”

“Exactly, so you’d better be nice before we start making more noise than these two animals,” Taehyung finally spoke up, even though it wasn’t helping.

Really? Did he really mean this? And why did he say it in front of everyone? You throbbed at the idea of being fucked by him, mostly because you thought he’d be loud and rough, and you wanted nothing more than that. Fuck, you were too far gone already.

“Want to make it into a competition?” Jungkook said cockily but the grin was wiped off his face the second he noticed Sophia glaring at him. “Guess not.”

“We should go out or something tonight,” Yoongi spoke up, nodding at Hoseok, who was clearly into the idea even though he wasn’t doing that much better. “Leave the lovebirds to it.”

You rolled your eyes and ate as fast as you could, wishing for lunch to be over as soon as possible. While the jokes weren’t spiteful, you still didn’t feel 100% comfortable talking about this in front of everyone when things were so shaky with him.

The rest of the day was awkward since you felt like all eyes were on you and Taehyung whenever you were in the same room. It seemed like everyone expected something to happen, for you two to talk about feelings in front of everyone, or to flirt, and both Taehyung and you seemed to be opposed to the idea. You didn’t even catch him glancing your way once while you all hung out in the living room, which made you feel like you fucked up by telling everyone you were into him. It was necessary for this thing to go on, but it also seemed to put an end to it at the same time.

The atmosphere changed later on in the day as the rest of your friends seemed to know something you didn’t. You’ve noticed them exchange looks throughout the day without talking to each other and when you’d ask them what was up, they would pretend nothing was going on.

Either they were up to something or you were losing your mind. Taehyung and you avoided each other as much as possible, not because you didn’t want to talk to each other, but because everyone was making such a big deal out of it. You figured you two would start talking once things calmed down and something more exciting than you two liking each other happened, so you spent the afternoon playing board games with Yoongi and the original lovebirds.

“Let’s get dressed up and go have dinner in the town”, Sophia suggested all of a sudden and Yoongi and Jungkook agreed without hesitation.

You thought it might be a good idea to go out and have fun before leaving tomorrow. Besides, if everyone decided to go out after dinner, you could get a chance to talk to Taehyung without being in the spotlight, which you could use. You’d be going back home tomorrow and knowing you and Taehyung, neither one would make the first move and you wouldn’t see each other again until your friends invited you to a group hangout, and you weren’t sure that was okay for you. On the other hand, you weren’t sure if you wanted to be the one to initiate a date or anything of the sort. It’d go to his head, for sure.

These ideas occupied you while you took a shower, dried your hair, and got ready for dinner. At seven, when you were supposed to meet in the living room, Sophia knocked on your door to get you.

When you walked downstairs, you realized what they were up to—the dinner table was set up for two, a takeout three course meal was waiting on it, along with a bottle of wine. Taehyung was arguing with his friends over something—probably the fact that they were so desperately trying to make this happen that it was becoming uncomfortable— but they went quiet when you walked downstairs, hand in hand with Sophia.

“You look wonderful!” Hoseok clapped excitedly and then pointed to the table. “Your dinner is waiting for you, we’ll get going.”

“What’s all this?” You looked around the room, your gaze lingering on Taehyung in a white button-up for a bit longer than you intended.

Jungkook walked over to you, wrapped his arm around your shoulders and walked you over towards the table. “We wanted you two to have some privacy since you haven’t really had any, so… Here’s our way of giving you that.”

“Don’t you think this is a bit much?” Taehyung groaned and shook his head, to which you chuckled.

There was no fighting them, though. They all quickly went out of the room, leaving no chance for you two to fight back or complain about their actions. It seemed like neither of you two was fighting that hard against it, anyway.

“Well,” Taehyung turned to you and spread his arms out, shrugging. “Shall we?”

“Why not?” You grinned, letting him pull a chair out for you. “We’re already here.”

“Exactly,” he nodded and started serving the soup, acting all professional. “Can I be honest?”

“Be my guest,” you nodded, opening the bottle of wine since you knew a couple of glasses would be necessary to keep the conversation flowing in the right direction.

It’s not that you weren’t into Taehyung—it’s that you two rarely had sober, normal conversations. Whenever you talked sober, you ended up arguing. Lately, when you talked drunk, things would take off in a different direction, which you had nothing against. That’s exactly why you needed some liquid courage.

“I’m kind of glad they did this,” he grinned. “Bon appetit.”

You agreed with him and dug into your soup after you poured him a glass of wine as well. Once you were done with the soup, you were the one to hand him the main course and fill up both your glasses.

Taehyung did his best to keep the conversation going by commenting on the quality of the food. When he ran out of compliments, he switched to making comments on how funny your friends were for trying to set it up. When you hashed out that topic, it seemed like there was nothing left to say.

To be more precise, the things you wanted to say couldn’t exactly be said just like that, without alcohol drowning out your sense of shame. You did want to get to know him better, but words just weren’t coming when things felt so forced. Walks were more of your type of first dates—they left you with enough room to look at the other person if you wanted to and enough excuses to look around and not focus on them. At the dinner, you had no option other than to look at your plate or Taehyung.

He’d stare at the plate, eat, say how good the food was, sneak a glance your way, and quickly look around. Once he’d had enough of the awkwardness, he took a big gulp of his wine, and you did the same, hoping it would get you to relax.

“Back when we met,” you spoke, breaking the silence that seemed to last for hours. “What were you going to say to me? You said I cut you off before I gave you the chance to speak, or something like it.”

Taehyung looked at you with a raised eyebrow and continued to chew on the meat for a while, not taking his eyes off of you. For some reason, it seemed like your question gave him some confidence.

Once he swallowed, he cleared his throat and decided to respond. “I was just going to say that I’ve seen you around and that I heard Jungkook was dating Sophia so I wanted to introduce myself. Something like that, I guess. Maybe I’d come up with something better.”

“You weren’t going to tell me you want to fuck me?” You cocked your head to the side and looked at him innocently, hoping the question would mess with him. The two glasses of wine were getting to your head and you had no problem with it. Quite the opposite, it was making you a lot more courageous than usual.

“I, uh,” Taehyung took a big gulp of wine again and looked at you, a glimpse of insecurity in his eyes after all. “I’m not that straightforward. I wouldn’t say that to someone I didn’t even know.”

“Well, you said that the other night…” You let your voice trail off as you thought about the night that had changed everything for you two. It was hard to get over the cockiness in his eyes and voice, which is why you’d replayed the night in your head over and over again.

“Listen, back when we met, you were a stranger. Did I want to fuck you? Hell yeah,” he looked down at your cleavage and then back at your face, deciding to go down the cocky road again. “Was I going to say that right to your face? Absolutely not. Have some faith in me,” he chuckled. “I don’t talk to women that way, especially not women I don’t know. The other day, you, uh, frustrated me to the point where I just wanted to tell you, I guess.”

You nodded slowly, realizing where he was coming from. Just because most of the guys you met while partying were crude and gross didn’t mean that he had to be like that. After all, none of his friends were that gross either. You believed that he wouldn’t talk to you that way, well, at least back then.

“Funny, I didn’t take you for that kind of a guy,” you said and went back to eating your steak, aware of his eyes on you.

“What do you mean?”

“I just thought you were some random guy who wanted to fuck,” you shrugged it off. “And from that point on, you were mean to me and I never thought about you at all. I guess I thought you had a huge ego and couldn’t stand me because I said no.”

“I’m not like that,” Taehyung shook his head and leaned back in his chair. It felt like he was inspecting your every move, and for some reason, the way he was looking at you turned you on. Maybe the wine was finally working on both of you, or maybe you got tired of beating around the bush.

“What are you like?” You threw the ball into his court, hoping he’d finally reveal something.

“What do you mean?” He licked his lips and stared directly into his eyes, letting you know he understood exactly what you meant. “What do you want to know?”

“What are you into? What do you want?” You asked, watching his eyes open fully as he took your question in. It was clear that he wasn’t expecting you to be so straightforward, which entertained you. “If we’re doing this, I think I should know.”

“I’m into…” he cleared his throat, looking shy for the first time in a long time, which didn’t really suit him. “A lot of things.”

“A man of few words indeed,” you sighed and took a sip of the wine, looking at him over it, hoping he’d give a bit more.

“I’d say I prefer it rough,” the way he said the word while looking straight at you made you press your thighs together. “I don’t usually treat women that way, but when in bed, things kind of change. I’m sure you get me.”

You nodded because you did and you also loved hearing about it, so you didn’t want to speak and ruin the mood. You wanted him to go on, so you raised an eyebrow and smiled at him.

“But sometimes, I like it slow and steady. Sometimes I like a lot of foreplay, sometimes I just want to dive right in,” a smirk played on his lips as he said that, and you imagined him just entering you while glaring into your eyes like that and it made your stomach turn with excitement. “It depends on the person and the mood.”

“You...” Taehyung stuck his tongue out to lick his lips and looked up, as if he was just now thinking about it for the first time. You knew exactly what you would like to do with him. “Since you’re a bit… bratty, let’s say, I’d treat you that way. Bend you over, give it to you rough. You can’t stand me, so I’m sure you wouldn’t want to look at me while we fuck, or for me to be gentle and kiss you a lot or, god forbid, cuddle,” he grinned at you, knowing he read the room well. You would love to have him do that, but he was wrong about one thing—you would love to have him kiss you, too. He misjudged you. You’d also love to stare right into his eyes as he fucked you—you were sure that would help you get off faster. “Would you like that?”

“Me?” You leaned in and chuckled. “I’m kind of imagining it more along the lines of you lying on your back and letting me do all the work,” you chuckled, and he seemed intrigued by the idea. “You love to hear yourself talk, so I’m guessing you’re like that in bed. You talk the talk, but once it comes down to it, you have to focus on not coming fast.. One of those guys who like to tell you they’re fucking you so well and they are so deep inside of you… You know?”

You cocked your head to the side and licked your lips, enjoying the sight of him squirming in his seat. He looked amused by your words and nodded to keep you going.

“So I’d make sure you did your part, instead of having me do all the work,” you shrugged. “Where’s the fun in all of that?”

“You’d have fun, trust me,” Taehyung chuckled and took another gulp of wine. “I might have been that type of guy before, you’re right… Promised a lot of things just to get laid, and then when I finally got to it, I’d just focus on not busting right away,” he chuckled and looked to the side, as if he were remembering something. “But I’ve got some experience now… Know how to not bust the second I feel a wet pussy wrapped around me.”

You shifted in your seat the second he said the words, imagining how it would feel to have your pussy wrap around him, and to feel him enter you. You were really losing it—not only were you having dinner with Taehyung and enjoying it, but you were talking about how hard he’d fuck you. The craziest part was that you liked it. It wasn’t like you to discuss sexual things with guys you barely knew. Okay, you two made out, but that didn’t mean you were intimate now and that he knew everything about you. Yet, something about him made you feel like it was okay for you to say these things to him.

“Even if it’s you. Granted, I’d have to try a little harder with you since all this bickering makes me really want you, but that’s just one more reason to not disappoint you,” he grinned and downed the rest of his wine. “I’d want it to happen again.”

“Oh,” you cleared your throat and drank the rest of your wine before grabbing the bottle again. You seemed flustered because you were—you weren’t expecting this kind of honesty from him at this point. “Sounds fun.”

“Right?” Taehyung stuck his tongue out to wet his bottom lip. “I know it will be fun.”

“So it’s happening for sure?” You asked, almost chuckling as you appreciated the cockiness. He knew he had you, and he was showing off.

“If we both want it, why not?” Taehyung leaned back in his chair and as he did, his white button-up moved to this side, revealing a bit more of his toned chest. “We’re both adults.”

You nodded in agreement, taking a big gulp of the wine. “Desert?”

For a second, Taehyung’s eyes widened as he thought you were offering yourself as desert. However, when he realized what you meant, he calmed down and chuckled. “Why not?”

Even the cake was fabulous and you had to admit that your friends had gone out of their way for you two. Maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all, if so many of your mutual friends wanted it to happen. What if Taehyung was actually the type of guy you were looking for? Not just the I-want-him-to-fuck-me-raw-until-I-can’t-feel-my-legs type of guy, but someone you could care for. You toyed with the idea as you ate desert and listened to Taehyung talk about the things he wanted to see tomorrow on the way back.

Before you knew it, there was nothing on your plates and an awkward silence ensued. Thankfully, Taehyung seemed to be a bit more confident than you, so he stood up and started clearing up the table.

“Let me help,” you got up and carried your three plates to the kitchen.

“I wash, you wipe?” Taehyung suggested when you walked into the kitchen, carrying the containers the food came in.

He pushed his sleeves up and started washing while you looked around for a clean cloth. Taehyung hummed some song and you stayed quiet, enjoying the moment. You rarely got to see him so happy, so you didn’t want to ruin the moment.

“I had a really great time,” he said, handing you the forks to dry. “Thanks for not running away.”

“I wouldn’t do that,” you shook your head at him. You were standing right next to each other and he suddenly seemed so tall, manly, and confident—or it might have been the wine and your sexual needs. “I had fun, too.”

“I think this was the first normal conversation we’ve had,” he cocked an eyebrow up and handed you the knives. “Without arguing.”

“So far,” you suggested, making him chuckle and grab another plate to wash. “You’re right, I don’t think we’ve ever talked so much.”

“You’re much easier to talk to than I thought,” he admitted with a sigh.

“So are you,” you shrugged. “In all fairness, I guess conversations flow better when you’re not insulting the other person.”

“True,” he agreed, handing you the last plate. “Still, even when we’re not arguing, the fact that I want to fuck you is kind of getting in the way.”

“Of a normal conversation?” You asked without hesitation, not wanting to show how taken aback you were by the question.

For the last ten minutes, you two were talking in the kitchen and doing the dishes, having a chat, and he just turned it sexual out of the blue. It’s not that you didn’t like it—far from it—but you didn’t want him to see that it affected you.

“Sometimes,” he grinned. “When you want someone, don’t you find it hard to keep up a normal conversation?” Taehyung dried off his hands and turned to his side to face you while your hips were still pressed against the kitchen sink, staring straight at the dishes instead of him.

“I do,” you decided to play the game too, so you turned to your side and faced him, which instantly made him smile. “Especially if he is so hot it annoys me.”

“Especially then,” Taehyung agreed and looked at your lips. He didn’t even try to hide it—his gaze lingered for a couple of seconds, long enough for you to understand what he wanted.

He seemed to be waiting for you to push him away or let him kiss you, so you leaned in first and the second you felt his lips on you, you shuddered. It’s been so long since you had a sober, honest kiss that you forgot how good it felt. However, the feeling might have come from the fact that you wanted him to fuck your brains out, but that was neither here nor there.

Surprisingly, the kiss was slow and soft, like a real kiss should be. It was miles away from the drunk kisses you two shared, but you liked it just as much. It served as proof that Taehyung could be gentle when he tried, so you enjoyed it while it lasted. Before you knew it, his arms were on either side of your hips and he sucked in your bottom lip to gently bite down on it, making you moan into the kiss.

“Fuck, don’t moan at me like that,” he pulled away, chuckling. “You can’t moan after the things you’ve told me.”

“Or what?” You teased, liking his grip on your hips.

“I’ll bend you over the table,” he cocked an eyebrow up. “And I won’t care that our friends can be back any minute.”

You throbbed and clenched around nothing at the mere thought of Taehyung using you as he pleased. You wished he would.

“Okay,” you grinned. “So maybe I should go upstairs and moan there?”

Taehyung hissed before licking his lips. “Let’s go.”

You were sure that the sight of the two of you racing upstairs was probably comical, but luckily, no one was there to witness it. The second he told you to go, you did, without thinking about the consequences. You followed him upstairs and, despite thinking he was taking you to his room, he stopped right in front of your bedroom door.

“Your turf?” He asked, grinning, to which you opened the door and let him in.

As soon as the door closed behind you, the atmosphere between you two changed completely. Earlier, you two were going slow, you were sweet to each other, teasing, but still respectful, testing the field. Now, once you were in your room, practically in the dark, all bets were off.

Taehyung placed his hands on your cheeks and pulled you in for a kiss. As soon as he felt you bite into his lips, he pushed himself into you and trapped you between him and the door, which made you groan with excitement. Maybe it was finally here, the moment you’d been waiting for.

He held your face for a long time while he kissed you and you let his tongue enter your mouth and turn you on even more. While he held you, your hands worked on unbuttoning the rest of the buttons on his shirt, and when you finally got the last one, you ran your hands across his chest, over his ribs, down his stomach, and stopped at the hem of his jeans, earning a hiss and a thrust from him.

Then, you moved upwards, letting your fingers graze his naked skin, making him shove his tongue in even deeper and pull your face closer to his own. Why was he so good at this? You were kissing for a couple of minutes and you were already tempted to grope him all over and feel every inch of him.

Luckily, Taehyung broke the kiss and took a deep breath, grunting and placing both hands against the door on each side of your head. He leaned in and pecked you. “Let’s, uh, slow down…” he exhaled loudly, looking into your eyes and then back at your lips. “Sorry, I got too carried away,” he took a step back.

“Is that a bad thing?” You asked, moving away from the door and walking towards the bed. “Isn’t that what you want to do?”

“I want to do a lot of things,” Taehyung took a step towards you, your noses almost touching. “But I can’t make this about me,” he pecked your lips. “Have to make a good impression,” this time, he kissed you, letting his lips linger for a bit. “If I want you to want it again,” he said before kissing you like he meant it.

“Don’t worry about that,” you mumbled into the kiss, even though you found it sweet that he was worrying about it. Very much unlike him—or better yet, unlike your perception of him.

As if that was all he needed to hear, Taehyung grabbed your waist and walked towards the bed, making you walk backwards until your calves rested against it. Then, he deepened the kiss and let his hand travel down to your ass so he could squeeze it, pressing your body against his, allowing you to feel his erection poking you in the stomach. You wanted him even more once you felt how hard he was for you.

While he was kissing you, you felt him pull your dress up from behind and scrunch it in his fist. “Can we get rid of this?” He grunted at you and after your nodd, pulled the dress over your head and threw it at the floor, leaving you in your underwear.

Taehyung took a second to ogle you while he got out of his jeans. The second they slid down his thighs, your eyes found his erection—hard and big, hiding under the confines of his tight gray boxers. “You look even better than I imagined,” he grinned before kissing you again, this time smacking your ass before squeezing it over and over again, enjoying the way your flesh felt in his big hand.

“Fuck,” you mumbled into the kiss, grabbing as much of him as you could—gripping his hair, tugging at his, squeezing his hand, his shoulder, his ass. How you became this into him over the course of a couple of days was a mystery, but you weren’t about to question it, especially not when Taehyung pushed you on the bed and towered over you, leaning in to kiss you, shoving his tongue inside of you.

“You’re so hot. Can’t get enough of you,” he told you in between kisses and his words made you want him even more. For some reason, it felt so good to hear this guy who’s been so mean to you say such things.

“Come here,” you grunted in return, hugging him, making him press his body against yours, allowing you to feel him on top of you. He smelled fantastic, kissed even better, and was rock hard against your pelvis. “Taehyung…”

“Yes?” He broke the kiss and looked straight into your eyes, his mouth open, breathing heavily, lips inches away from yours.

“This feels so good,” you grinned, making him chuckle and turn confident all of a sudden.

“Didn’t I promise it would?” He asked, cocking both his eyebrows up, which made you shake your head. “I feel like you’ll run out of air if I stay on top,” he said, rolling over to the side, propping his head up using his hand, resting his elbow next to your shoulder.

Then he looked at your face and down your half-naked body and inspected every inch of it slowly, making you feel like you were about to blush. It’s been a while since you were that close to someone, especially someone who loved to argue and poke fun at you.

This time was different, though. Nothing negative came out of his mouth. When he was done ogling your body, Taehyung licked his lips and leaned down to kiss you, his hand making its way to your stomach and then gently up to your breasts. He groped you over your bra, but he did it carefully, not squeezing too hard.

“Do you want it on?” He asked, giving you a questioning look.

Instead of answering, you arched your back and sneaked your hands behind your back to unclasp your bra. Then, you rested your back on the bed and Taehyung helped you get out of the bra. Once it joined your dress on the floor, Taehyung grinned and grabbed your breast right away, starting to play with it as he leaned in for another kiss.

He was rough, but just the way you liked it—his pulling on your breast didn’t hurt, but it caused enough friction to make you press your thighs together. The difference between the softness of his kiss and the way he grabbed your breasts was turning you on so much more than you imagined it would.

Then, he pinched your nipple softly, trying to see if you enjoyed it. The moan you let out told him you did, so he did it again, this time a bit harder, earning an even louder grunt from you.

You winced when he moved away from your face—you were enjoying his tongue on yours way too much—but you quickly sighed with relief when you felt his hot tongue on your other nipple, licking it before he sucked it inside his mouth and gently bit into your breast. “Fuck, that feels great,” you said it out loud as it was all you could think about.

Taehyung kept toying with your nipple, teasing it with the tip of his tongue, then sucking it all in, grabbing as much of your breast as he could in his mouth and suckling it, making you feel like he was going to eat you in the best way possible. “Where did you learn how to do that?” You asked, kicking your head back, feeling like you were going to explode if he didn’t touch you.

Taehyung moved away for a second, his mouth wet, and giggled. To stop him from giggling, you reached down and grabbed his erection over his boxers, which made him grunt loudly and stop moving for a while.

“Go on, touch it,” he leaned in to kiss you once again. “Make me feel good.”

Without a word, you reached into his underwear and did as you were told—you grabbed his cock and felt surprised at how silky his skin felt in comparison how hard it got. Taehyung lifted his hips and got rid of his underwear so you could have easier access to his cock, which you intended to fully use.

“Big enough?” He asked, cocking an eyebrow up. The confident fucker knew he was well above average and he was gloating about it.

“Hmmm,” you shrugged, pretending to be unaffected.

“Then you won’t mind if I stick it right in?” He said, clearly joking, but your heart stopped for a second at the thought of having him inside of you. Taehyung. The same obnoxious Taehyung you couldn’t stand until a couple of days ago. “Relax, no rush.”

“Stretch first,” you explained, to which he eagerly nodded and bit down on your breast again while letting his hand wander over to your underwear. He looked straight into your eyes as he cupped your mound and squeezed ever so gently, earning a thrust and moan from you, which he seemed very pleased with. “What are you so cocky about?” You muttered the words, not wanting to show him how much you were enjoying his touch, even though there was a piece of cloth separating his fingers from your hot wet cunt.

Taehyung kissed you, unable to decide whether he was supposed to play with your mouth or your nipples. “I just feel how wet you are, even over the fabric… You like me so much,” he chuckled and bit down on your lip.

To get him back, you brought your hand up to your mouth, licked your palm, making sure it was coated with your saliva and then returned it to his thick cock. He hissed the second he felt how slippery and warm your fingers were around him once they were wet, and how they glided all over his length. “I like you too, clearly,” he said, glancing at your hand around his cock, enjoying the sight. “If you continue to give me that look, I’ll shower you with cum in a couple of seconds.”

You knew he was joking, but you’d feel really happy if you got him to come so fast. Maybe you should try it sometimes—it would probably get him to stop being so overly confident. But then again, he had every reason to be.

“You say it like it’s a bad thing,” you said, tightening your grip around his cock, which made him pull your panties to the side and wet two of his fingers and then circle them around your hole and up to your clit, careful to touch every single place that felt good.

“If you tell me you’d enjoy that, I’ll be so tempted to do it,” he grunted, now starting to nibble on your ear, allowing you to look down your body and watch his fingers enter you gently. They fit in just right since you were soaking by that point and the fact that his cock was so hard in your hand and that Taehyung let out little hisses and grunts whenever you squeezed it tighter didn’t help your case.

“It sounds fun,” you teased, changing your pace to a much faster one, wanting to send him over the edge.

However, Taehyung had other plans. You knew his fingers were long—you’d seen them so many times before. What you didn’t know was that they were so fucking long they touched your g-spot. If you were being honest, you didn’t know men could find it without detailed instructions. Maybe it was an accident, maybe not, but the way you moaned his name told him he hit it, so he started to do it quickly, so much quicker than you usually enjoyed, but it felt great.

You were so wet, you could feel your juices inside of you, all over your crotch, your buttcheeks, over the bed beneath you. You couldn’t help or control it—his touch just felt good. His fingers moved in and out, feeling so hard, which was exactly what you needed to feel inside, and Taehyung kept going.

For a while, you forgot about his cock, but then you remembered you had to return the favor and make him feel good too, so you started to move your fingers again, earning a low grunt from him as he played with your neck. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he mumbled into your skin. “You swallow my fingers so nicely with your pretty little cunt,” he said, making you grunt back. The fact that he had such a filthy mouth was a huge bonus in your book, and he now knew it. “Imagine how good it will feel to have my dick inside.”

“I can’t wait, Taehyung,” you said, arching your back and spreading your legs even further, allowing him to finger fuck you from a different angle and hit the spot even better.

You weren’t sure when your mind went from “I’m never touching Taehyung in my life” to “I want Taehyung to fuck my brains out”, but it sure went there. The faster his fingers entered you, the faster your hand moved, but then it started to feel so good you just couldn’t keep up with his pace.

As if he felt that, he sat up and started going even faster while he was now able to rub your clit with his other hand, which made you moan, grunt, thrust into his hand, and feel like you were about to cry, all at the same time. How did he touch this well? He knew exactly how hard to press you clit to give it all the friction it needed without making it too sensitive. At the same time, he kept his pace with the fingers, careful not to go too slow or too fast.

“You look so pretty when you’re enjoying yourself,” he commented and you wanted to say something back, but all you could do was moan profanities and his name.

The build-up was short—it felt like everything came at once. The familiar feeling of it building up deep from your stomach washed over you quickly and you thought you were about to burst, but you came around his fingers, your walls tensing and relaxing over and over again, milking his fingers like they were his cock. Taehyung didn’t stop until you tried to press your legs together, which he took as a sign that you were too sensitive.

“That was so fucking good,” you said, sighing deeply and starting to jerk him off again, this time a lot more fervently. “Fuck!”

Taehyung pulled his fingers out of you and you noticed they were coated with your juices. He spread the two fingers and enjoyed the sight of your juices clinging to them while it disgusted you. Then, he moved his hand down to his cock and rubbed your wetness all over its tip. “So you can slide easier,” he joked and lay back down on his side so he could kiss you.

He was right—it was so slimy that it made your fingers fall down his shaft and come back up a lot easier than before. You tried to calm down and apply just the right amount of pressure to get him to come too, to feel him shoot his load, to see it happen right in front of you.

“On your back,” you said in a minute, after you caught your breath. Taehyung plopped down on his back, spreading his legs and letting you jerk him off.

It was now your turn to lean in and kiss him while trying to get him off, squeezing his hard dick with your fingers, wanting to make him feel as good as he made you feel earlier.

You could tell he was getting closer—all he could say was “hot”, “fuck”, “you’re so good”, and your name. He mumbled, grunted, moaned, and hissed the words in no particular order, kicking his head back, thrusting into your hand, but then quickly getting his head back up so he could look at you and kiss you or watch your hand stroke his cock.

“I’m coming,” he warned you before shoving his tongue into your mouth.

You moaned at him on purpose, not slowing down for a second, but bringing your other hand over his tip so his sperm wouldn’t fly around everything and mess up both of you and the bed. The second you felt the first streak of cum his your palm, you both let out sounds that let the other know you were so fucking relieved and turned on. Taehyung always had a deep, confident tone, but now that he was coming, it went a bit higher and he sounded so breathy and worn out, needy even.

“Jesus, fuck, yes, like that,” he instructed you, pumping himself into your fist to get every single drop out.

“Can you go for another round?” You grinned at him, your hands covered in his cum. Still, it wasn’t enough—you wanted to feel him inside of you. To show him that, you spread your legs and looked at him suggestively while wiping your hands using the pajamas you always kept under your pillow.

“I’m not that easy,” Taehyung shook his head slowly, letting his hair fall over his eyes, still looking up at you. His hair was sticking to his forehead and he looked fucked out and so, so fuckable. “You’ll have to work for it first.”

“What?” You sighed in annoyance and fought off the urge to roll your eyes at him. Was Taehyung serious? “What do you want me to do?”

“You want me to fuck you and you don’t even have my number,” Taehyung pretended to be confused as he scratched the back of his head. “Like I’ve said, treat me like you treat other people and we’ll get there.”

“You’re really going to do this?” You propped yourself up on both elbows and watched him push himself off the bed and get dressed quickly, visibly wobbly on his feet. This was a bit much, even for him. “You know I don’t just fuck random guys, and I’ve embarrassingly offered myself to you, and you don’t want to fuck me because you’re too proud now?”

He clearly didn’t understand how big this was for you—you never did stuff like this. You’ve never fucked guys you didn’t know well, you’ve never fucked around with people from your friend group, you’ve never given in this easily and let someone mess with your head like that, and you disregarded all that to get a taste of the most annoying person you’d ever met just to have him reject you.

He was now fully dressed and he sat down on the bed next to you. “Well, that’s the problem. Not everything’s about you.”

Your mouth dropped open in surprise, and it stayed like that for a while as you tried to come up with an appropriate response. The old you would have told him to fuck off, for sure. But, if this trip has taught you anything, it was that sometimes you overreacted and forgot to see the other side, so you took a deep, deep breath and tried to figure out what exactly was bothering you so you could tell him that instead of reaching for the first insult you could think of. “I know that, but, uh, I… It’s about us. In fact, it’s about you thinking I’m not treating you… like I’m into you. And I’m just trying to explain that I am.”

“And I appreciate that,” he nodded and placed his hand on your thigh, suddenly reminding you that you were still half naked, wet, and probably sweaty and sticky. “Maybe I was too mean, okay? But, uh… I want us to get along. I don’t like one-night stands and fucking around with people, much like you. So if we’re gonna do this, I’d like us to give it a real shot and get to know each other and really enjoy this.”

“Okay,” you nodded. “I get that. You could have just said that first.”

“You’re right, my bad,” Taehyung patted your thigh once again and leaned in to peck your lips. “I had a lot of fun and you were fucking great. I feel like I need to take a shower to cool off, so I’m going to go.”

“Good thinking, I need one too,” you said, not wanting to make this into something sappy or kiss too much. Kissing was reserved for these make-out sessions, not saying goodbye. That’d be too much like dating.

You both got up and Taehyung walked to the door without a word, having said his goodbyes. However, you couldn’t let him go just yet.

“Hey, Taehyung,” you stopped him just when he grabbed the doorknob.

“Yeah?” He turned around, shirt unbutton, hair messy, eyebrows cocked up as if he knew he won.

“What’s your number, then?” You asked with your phone in hand, wanting to make up for the one thing he was so bitter about. If you had his number, you could text him and prove that this wasn’t just one big game to you and that he was indeed as important as other people.

“Ask me tomorrow,” Taehyung giggled, stepping out into the hallway. “Once the post-orgasm bliss wears off and all that.”

That jerk! Of course he had to make this a lot harder than it actually was. Taehyung closed the door behind him, but you could hear him chuckling all the way down to his room, which left you fuming with anger until you realized how ridiculous the whole thing was, so you laughed too. Taehyung won this time.

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Love to Hate (Master List)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: Jungkook / Reader

Rating: 18+

Genre: Enemies to Lovers, Fuck Buddies!AU

Status: Ongoing

Description: Born with a silver spoon in your mouth, you’ve done your best to rid yourself of the taste since you were old enough to walk. Occasionally though, your mother manages to rope you into an obligatory function – or a blind date with playboy billionaire, Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook stands for everything you loathe about the world you left behind, but you can’t deny the spark of attraction between you. Intrigued by the promise of mutual satisfaction, you agree to one night in bed… and quickly realize you’re in far, far deeper than you ever intended.

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pour some sugar on me | myg [m]

❥ Title | Pour Some Sugar On Me

❥ Pairings | Min Yoongi x reader

⤑ Summary | Being stuck in the kitchen of your aunt’s bakery late at night is the last thing you had in mind when it came to preparing for Valentine’s day. Although, being stuck with your archenemy, and the most overbearing person you have ever known, teaching you how to bake your aunt’s secret recipe is the exact opposite of what you’d ever have in mind. As the kitchen grows hot, however, you cannot tell whether it’s from the ovens or if it’s something else burning between the two of you. As the night progresses, you cannot help but wonder which one would melt first once you are done. The frostings? Or you?

⤑ Genre | Enemies to Lovers!au, Baker!au, Baker!Yoongi, Baker!reader, Smut

⤑ Ratings | +18 / M for Mature

⤑ Warning | involving food play (with…a lot of licking), Yoongi’s tongue, minor dirty talk, sexual tension in the kitchen, soft dom!Yoongi, clothed foreplay, breast play (with some biting involved), oral sex (f receiving, biting involved; m receiving, deep throating and balls sucking involved), fingering, female masturbation, deep throating, cum eating, penetrative sex without protection, semi-public sex.

⤑ Word count | 14,3k words

⤑ Song Companion | Rendezvous At Two - Play With Me

❥ Author’s Note | Written as a part of Bon Appetit collaboration with @jamaisjoons, @yeoldontknow, and @chillingkoo | Many thanks for my hype team @randombtsprincessa and @softyoongiionly, some of these scenes would never make sense if it weren’t for you. And for my second set of eyes @theodea​, thank you for helping me even while you’re busy cat-sitting ;) | For my readers, I really hope you guys would enjoy this one. Have a beautiful Valentine!

Luck had not been on your side.

And honestly, no matter how much you hate to admit it, there is no denying that luck has not been on your side for a long time. If it were, you probably would not be here, stranded in the back kitchen of your aunt’s bakery shop, surrounded by the massive ovens that are still warm after the whole day of baking. Though there is no doubt that the temperature will only continue rising as the night is growing late.

Out of the tons of scenarios that you had pictured back when you had agreed to work alongside your aunt in her bakery shop, this is definitely not what you have had in mind. Not that you mind being here in the kitchen, doing what you love to do most. The only problem you have right now has something more to do with the situation you are currently being stuck in.

And with who.

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Fake Love | Jung Hoseok (M)

PAIRING: Jung Hoseok x F!Reader, mentions of Namjin

GENRE: Fake dating AU, enemies to lovers, fluff, smut, minor angst

WARNINGS: Explicit sexual content, dirty talk, slight dom!Hoseok

WORD COUNT: 16.2k

DESCRIPTION: Every year, your family spends the holidays at your parents’ cottage in the country. Freshly single and not wanting to be picked apart by your family for being alone, you decide to recruit one of your friends to pretend to be your boyfriend. The only available volunteer? Your brother Namjoon’s roommate, Hoseok. Only problem? He absolutely hates your guts.

I should get up, you think to yourself. Daylight is precious in the dead of winter, and you’ve probably already wasted at least half of it wallowing in self-pity. You’re lying in bed, duvet pulled high over your head, wondering exactly how and when your life took such a left turn.

Breakups have never been easy for you. You’d always had trouble when it came to dating—you’d always described yourself as the girl that no one would fall in love with, but who had a lot of friends. You were social, flitting around with ease between one group of friends to another, but you had always wondered if your absence would be noted if you were to just stop showing up to parties or work functions.

But then you met Jackson.

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Hope World; 01 | jhs

synopsis; You’ve decided to try dancing class, but the one who teaches you how to dance actually hates you.

warnings: little bit swearing but other than that none

words count: 4.5k

chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06

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“Again,” You hear his stern voice booming through out the practice room, making you huff. Sweat slowly dripping from your forehead making you feel disgusted and filthy. Your throat dry — in desperate need of water. So you do it again. Trying to move your hips without any music seems really embarrassing, especially for you. Feeling his eyes watching your every move makes you stiff. “God, Y/N. You’re useless.” His sharp words causes a sharp pain in your heart.

You exhale the long breath you’ve been holding up, trying to calm yourself down. Simply standing up from your position, you walk to your bag full of your stuff picking up the untouched water bottle. He wouldn’t even let you drink one drop, since you came here. “What do you think you’re doing?” His voice booms once again.

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fine line | tom holland [ceo!au]

Summary: heavily influenced by the movie "the proposal"

Faced with deportation to his native United Kingdom, the playboy CEO Holland's Tech Point located in the Big Apple, Tom Holland, tells the world that he's engaged to marry Y/N Y/L/N, his hapless assistant. Y//N reluctantly agrees but has a few propositions of her own, including flying across the country for him to meet her eccentric family.

With a immigration agent hot on their trials and watching their every move, Tom and Y/N must stick to their plan despite numerous bumps in the road.

pairing: ceo!tomholland x secretary!reader

warnings: will be posted with each chapter, almost like a crack fic, tom is a bit of an asshole sometimes, SMUT, steamy, super sweet

I. lights up

II. treat people with kindness

III. canyon moon

IV. she

V. watermelon sugar (m)

VI. cherry (m)

VII. adore you

VIII. sunflower vol 6 (m)

IX. falling

X. to be so lonely

XI. fine line (m)

XII. golden

makes me heart warm <333 fluffiest fluffy fic ever :)

Sugar and Coffee [21]

Chapter 20 - Chapter 21

➜ Words: 4.5k

➜ Genres: 99.5% Fluff, 0.5% Angst, Pâtisserie school!AU

➜ Summary: It isn’t hard to be a pâtisserie chef, but it’s not a piece of cake either. It seems like for you in particular, life keeps throwing in one wrench after another. It always finds ways to make your sweets bitter. The cherry on top is Jeon Jungkook — a rival with a sensitive sweet tooth who always finds ways to complain about you.

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