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[drive-through voice] Can I get uhhhh… crying kink + dumbification with Jungkook please 👁👄👁 thanks queen ily

You guys are really out there getting inside my head and seeing my kinks? Interesting 🤔

— contents and warnings: smut, pwp, unprotected sex, dirty talk, crying kink, overstimulation, degradation, dumbification, use of the word “slut” and “stupid”, harddom!jk x sub!reader, a tiny bit of praise, creampie, established relationship, there is no plot only filth lmao 

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Jungkook was looking at you like he was about to tear you apart, and you couldn’t say that you were bothered by that. 

Actually, you weren’t certain that was the expression you were seeing — the cloudy veil of tears that covered your eyes didn’t allow you to observe his face for long before they were streaming down your face, over your cheeks and into your hairline. What you did know, however, was that you never heard him groan so loud before. 

“Fuck, look at you,” he spat, his voice a breathless moan that dragged you to hell and back, “you beg for my cock then you turn into a crybaby when you get it. So fucking hot.” 

And you couldn’t bring yourself to respond, because your mind had turned into a pandemonium and you didn’t even know what to say. With Jungkook buried inside your pussy, fucking you hard and deep, all that you could focus on was the lewd sounds of your wetness around him — courtesy of your last orgasm — and the hard feeling of his cock splitting you open like it belonged there. 

He chuckled above you, lowering himself so he could place his mouth next to your ear. “Pretty little thing,” he teased, an airy moan leaving his throat as you clenched around him. “So needy for more, isn’t that right?” 

You nodded, desperate. The sounds you were making were shameful to say the least, but you simply could not suppress them. Your moans and whimpers were loud and high-pitched, ringing in Jungkook’s ears like a choir of angels and making the pleasure in your core grow at a dangerous speed. “J-Jungkook, please…”

Jungkook leaned back so he could stare at you, his cock still dragging on your walls. “Please what, baby?” He asked and suddenly you didn’t know where you were heading anymore. His gaze was too dark, too piercing, shot directly at you through the thick curtain of his bangs — yes, it wasn’t an impression: he really looked like he was about to tear you apart — and it wiped your head clean of everything else. “Gotta tell me what you want.” 

And you swore you were trying, but the words just wouldn’t come out. You were too overwhelmed, too sensitive, the feeling of his cock throbbing inside you was making you lose your sanity. “I c-can’t…” 

There was a ghost of a smirk that blossomed on his lips, a wicked little thing that made your knees weak. “Can’t?” He repeated, pressing his forehead against yours. Jungkook was breathing hard through his words, a cloud of hot desire that hit your face every time he spoke. “My baby’s too stupid to tell me what she wants? Uh? Can only think about cock?” 

“I’m— I’m not stupid,” you managed to get out, a pathetic whimper that you weren’t sure he had heard at first. There was a thick wave of heat washing over your body, your breasts bouncing every time he thrusted inside you. Maybe Jungkook was right: maybe you could only think about his big cock, maybe you were left a stupid and babbling mess because of it. 

Jungkook placed a soft kiss on your lips — a condescending action, you noticed. “You are, baby,” he pressed on, speaking to you like you were a silly kid, “a stupid girl that is only good for taking cock.” 

Again, you couldn’t bring yourself to respond, not when Jungkook was so close to you, sucking you in like you were a star orbiting a black hole. You couldn’t even imagine how you must’ve looked at that point — with mascara running down your face, heavy-lidded eyes and parted, swollen lips. You thought that maybe you had even started to drool, but you didn’t even know anymore. All that you knew was that you were at his mercy, being used like a rag doll the way he liked it. And you loved every second of it. 

“This pussy feels so fucking good,” Jungkook moaned out, a grunt escaping his throat as you clenched around him. You didn’t know how long you could still hold before your high washed over you, you could feel yourself tumbling over the edge at any second now. “Such a needy slut. Made for this fat cock.” 

A pathetic “Y-yes,” came out like a mewl from between your lips, quickly swollen by his mouth. Jungkook kissed you hungrily, fast, and you could barely keep up with his sensual motions as he eased his tongue into your mouth. It was all too much, you couldn’t take it. “J-Jungkook,” you called again when he moved away. “Gonna cum.”

“Again, baby?” He asked wickedly, that sly smirk mocking you better than his words ever could. “My stupid baby is going to cream my cock all over again? Is that all that you can do?” 

“Yes, please,” you sobbed. Tears were streaming down your face once again — out of sensitivity or frustration, you couldn’t tell. 

“Touch yourself for me, baby.” His words almost knocked you out, your eyes widening in an odd mixture of worry and anticipation — you were so, so sensitive already, you didn’t know if you’d be able to do that. “What? You know how to do that, right?” Jungkook could sense your hesitation from a mile away, a smirk growing on his pouty lips when you finally found the strength to nod. “So go ahead. Play with your pussy for me, make it cum around me.” 

You had to bite down your lip when your hand weakly trailed down your stomach, moving between your folds to collect a bit of your wetness before, at last, pressing down on your clit. You shuddered when you started tracing circles on it, your eyes closing and back arching at the combined stimuli of your fingers and his cock. 

There was barely any time to prepare yourself before your orgasm washed over you, making your body tremble as your digits worked fast on your sensitive spot. Your eyes rolled back and your mouth opened, another tear running down your face as you mindlessly called for Jungkook’s name.

“That’s it, fuck,” Jungkook cursed, voice airy and a moan threatening to drip past his lips. His thrusts had lost their rhythm, his cock slapping in and out of your quivering heat at a random pace, and you knew he was close before he even said it. “God, this pussy’s so tight. Gonna cum inside, gonna make you mine, baby.” 

You took your hand away from your heat, overwhelmed. Jungkook was still pounding into you, making you see stars. “Please do, please.” 

“Ffffuck,” Jungkook moaned, shoving his head on the crook of your neck. He pistoned his hips a few more times before he was cumming, filling you up with his seed as your walls milked the last remnants of his orgasm. “Fuck. God. That’s it. So fucking good.” 

You flinched when he removed his length from you, an airy moan perishing on your lips as he leaned in to kiss you. Once again, the kiss was messy, wet and uncoordinated, and you struggled to keep up with the hungry pace of his lips against yours. 

Jungkook parted the kiss with a deep hum, his thumb coming out to caress your lips. “Perfect for me,” he praised, his voice husky and deep. There was a wildfire of lust burning at the back of his eyes, waves of heat that emanated from his body, consuming you whole. “Suck on it.” 

You opened your mouth without hesitation, allowing for his finger to enter it. He had trained you so well that it became like second nature to you. 

“Good girl.” Jungkook loved the view of you slurping on his thumb, your warm mouth wrapping around his finger like it was made for it. It was hard to think when you were looking at him with those pretty eyes, that eager spark in them that showed him you were searching for more. “Horny little thing. Think you can do one more for me?” 

You nodded, removing his finger from your mouth. “Only for you.”

Wonder Woman #197

unfortunately, due to several experiences in my youth, i cannot just “walk up and join the circle of people talking”, but it does sound lovely thank you

Peter: Mr. Loki, what do you want for Christmas?

Loki: Revenge.

Peter: What practical thing do you want for Christmas?

Loki: Instruments of torture.

Peter: What harmless thing do you want for Christmas?

Loki: A new tea kettle.

Headers 💚

🌙 𝔓𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢, 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔬𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔤 𝔦𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔢, 𝔡𝔬𝔫𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔱

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College!Jungkook x Reader sm/au

Genre: Comedy, Romance/Fluff

彡 Not having slept with anyone at your age is something you just don’t want to accept anymore. The only problem? Your mindset. Go big or go home. So what do you want? The most popular guy in college, that seems nice but interested in absolutely everyone but you, and for the first time, the hunter becomes the prey.

taglist:

@lovelyjkook @faithalenora

love of the game

reader x jungkook

1,577 words

complete utter fluff

Your first baseball game. At that time all you knew for sure was that it was the KIA Tigers versus the Lotte Giants, Jungkook was a major Giants fan, and the sport involved a lot of swinging and sprinting. But Jungkook enjoyed the sport so much that he decided to take you to your first game on the 7th date, having already bought a season pass and everything. It was funny, though, being at a baseball game when the sport itself piqued negative interest in you. But your one and only loved the sport, and you wanted to love it too. Or at least try.

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