Unfortunately, Due To Several Experiences In My Youth, I Cannot Just “walk Up And Join The Circle

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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! 

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↳ 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 

↳ BAD ROMANCE 

— summary; in which the two of you finally make it official.

— contents and warnings; gross fluff, a bit of angst, smut, badboy!jungkook x goodgirl!reader, enemies to lovers, honestly emotionally constipated idiots to lovers, so much mutual pining, cinematic parallels, cute dates, a spark of jealousy/possiveness (mostly playful), the return of car sex, dirty talk, breast play, dom!jk x sub!reader, fingering, spitting, oral (female receiving), cum eating, semi-clothed sex, unprotected sex (don’t be dumb!!), a fuckton of praise kink bc jk is going through it, another glimpse into the demon that lives inside the oc lol, begging, mentions of marking (hickeys), creampie, cockwarming (you already know), jk is whipped and he’s not even hiding it anymore, it’s official ladies!!!

— words; 18,4k

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THE HATING GAME - JJK

working together with your biggest competition was not something you saw yourself doing often. but fucking him one late night at office? never in a million years.

pairing — jungkook x female reader

genre — angst, smut

word count — 7.2k

warnings/tags — lawyer!jk x lawyer!reader, enemies2lovers, dom!jk, sub!reader, swearing, provocation, insults, petty arguing, vague mentions of murder/strangulation, jealousy, teasing, lying, denial, tension x100, improvisation, touching, so much sarcasm, explicit smut, light bondage, grinding, neck kisses, nipple play, tit slapping, begging, fingering, dirty talk, degradation, oral (m and f receiving), cunnilingus, choking, spitting, pussy slapping, tongue fucking, dick slapping (face), edging, crying, slapping (like once), spanking, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it guys), light pain kink, finger sucking, angry fucking, creampie, making out, cum eating, post-nut clarity, both very lost and confused by the end.

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a/n: hello and welcome to jahanara feeding into her office romance fantasies pt98583616 😭 please enjoy this very long and drawn out piece (similar to illicit desire) but more detailed, more descriptive and can be read as a stand-alone.

if you came from tiktok, hello and welcome to the dark side 😁 enjoy the long-awaited lawyer!jk au!

btw this fic has nothing to do with the book/movie called ‘the hating game’ the name just fit this ok 🙄

“We need to talk,” Jungkook’s voice causes your chest to falter as he enters his office, waiting for you to enter before shutting the door behind you and making home on the seat behind his desk.

“We can’t do this case.”

If you could burst out laughing right now, you would, but this was a professional work environment, “You invite me into your office, distracting me from my own work, just to tell me something I already know?” You make yourself comfortable in the seat opposite his, paying him a fake smile, “I don’t know why you’re panicking, we can easily get out of this. We can just say we have too much on our plate to take on a new case. There, done,” you shrug, leaning back in the seat without a care in the world.

Mr Jeon, your boss, thought it’d be a good idea to pair you up with Jungkook to work on a class case.

Why he’d even make that decision was beyond you. Neither of you got along well, trying too hard to one-up each other, spewing insults back and forth like there was no tomorrow. Failure to work well together in this case, you were both threatened with temporary suspension.

“Yeah, you’re forgetting one thing,” he says.

“What’s that?”

“My dad owns the fucking place.”

Yeah, your boss happened to be Jungkook’s dad, and honestly, it wasn’t such a bad thing. He was treated the same way as the other employees, sometimes a bit worse when it came to you.

You were his favourite employee, the absolute star of his team.

“He’s handed our current cases to another attorney so we can focus on this,” Jungkook groans, getting out of his seat to pace around your office as if he were going through a midlife crisis. He halts after a little dilly-dallying, “We should just take the suspension.”

"Pardon you, but I've got bills to pay, and I can't be having that suspension show up on my job record," you try to reason with him, but Jungkook didn't look very convinced. "Think about it this way…” you trail off, leaving your seat behind your desk to head over to him, standing confident in front of him, “When you're suspended, you're pretty much fired for an unfixed period.”

You were willing to work with Jungkook, just to get this whole thing out of the way, and there was only one way to get him on board.

Provoking him.

“I’m sure the Jeon Jungkook doesn’t wanna get suspended by his own daddy, right?” you taunt him, your voice getting quieter with each word.

Jungkook knew you were messing with him, and hated how you actually got under his skin, but with a defeated sigh, he agrees, “Fine, let’s win this case. How about we work on it over at your place? I’m sure you’ve got no plans for the weekend,” he scoffs, cocking a brow at your overly-confident form.

“I actually have a date this weekend,” you shrug, turning your back towards him ready to take your leave. “We can work on it later tonight, I’m leaving now.”

A date? There’s no way…

Jungkook is quick to rush to the door, blocking you from opening the door just as you reach out for the door knob. His arms were extended out to his sides, stopping you from leaving.

He needed to know who this guy was and why the hell he would go on a date with you of all people. “A date? Someone actually wants to sit and have dinner with you?” he questions, like it was the craziest thing he’d ever heard. “He’s gotta be deaf or blind.”

Now, with shit like this, you’d walk away, but Jungkook rendered you trapped in his office, “Listen you conceited asshole,” your index fingers goes to jab at his chest and you have to force yourself to ignore how built he was under his shirt, “I don’t like you. Never have, never will. We’re all a bit different outside of work but I’ve restricted you from seeing that side of me because you don’t deserve it.”

It was a simple and truthful explanation, you hated Jungkook beyond words, neither of you had a relationship outside of the firm. Your work persona would definitely not attract a guy with how much of a workaholic you were.

You needed this date, as a break from all the hardships these cases brought you.

Jungkook pondered your words carefully. Maybe he was a bit iffy about not having a relationship with you outside of work, he didn’t wanna be just a “work colleague” or that “annoying guy from work. He had way too much pride for that.

“Now if you could please stop hogging the door, that would be great. I don’t think I wanna spend another minute with you in your office.”

“Likewise, Y/N,” Jungkook sneers as he steps away from the door. It doesn't even register to either of you that this could be counted as an argument. How easily you both bumped heads with each other would have to come to a stop now that Mr Jeon was keeping a keen eye on you two.

As the day comes to night, you were still locked away in your office, reading away at your newly appointed case details and taking brief notes. The details were… gory to say the least, and exceptionally hard to read, but being a lawyer, you’d gotten used to it, having read the worst of the worst during your career. It was pretty much a skill to read such gruesome and ill details of murders, kidnappings and assaults with a straight face.

You were lucky not to be the only one reading up on gore so late at night, Jungkook waltzing through your office without knocking (as he always did) with a cup of coffee in his hand. He doesn’t say a word and instead sets the cup on your desk and takes a seat opposite you.

You thought you were seeing things.

Jeon Jungkook buying you coffee? That’s a first.

You don’t say anything, reaching out for the cup and bringing it close to your lips, about to take a sip, but you stop.

“You didn’t poison it, did you?”

As the man was getting comfortable in his seat, he deadpans, “Seriously? What am I, five?”

“Mmm, you act like it,” you mumble, shrugging your shoulders and taking a sip of the coffee anyway.

Thankfully, you were still up and alive.

“Have you had a look at the case yet? It’s a lot of information,” Jungkook says absentmindedly, shoving his hands into his pockets as he propped his feet up onto your desk; a move you’d witnessed on so many occasions, you’d gotten too tired to reprimand him for it.

You set the cup down and speculate over the mess of paper on your desk with a sigh, “Yeah.. I think it might be the hardest we’ve gotten yet.”

You pull out a photo of the crime scene from under the file, sliding it towards him.

It was a very clear image of strangulation on the victim, faded blood and marks of red around the victim’s neck.

All caused by his own father.

“So what are we? Defence or Prosecution?” You’d usually decide this part on your own, but you wanted to hear his thoughts first and ensure he was on the same page as you.

“Easy,” his eyes dip down to your desk, analysing the photo, “We’re defence,” he decides with no hesitation, pulling on his tie to loosen it slightly around his collar.

“What? You wanna go Defence? Seriously?” You thought prosecuting would be the most obvious route to take seeing as the evidence pointed towards the father of the victim being the obvious murderer.

“I spoke with Jimin about it earlier and he also thinks Defence would be the easier route for us.”

“Oh, so it’s just Jimin’s word against mine now?” you arch a brow at him, tilting your head to the side, awaiting a bullshit answer from him.

From the tone of your voice, Jungkook knew you were slowly getting worked up, and quite frankly, there was too much at stake to be arguing when the case hadn’t even started yet. “You know what, we’ll be the Prosecution if it shuts you up.”

As long as you got what you wanted.

“So who’s taking you on a date this weekend?”

Jungkook’s sudden question surprised you. You couldn’t think of one valid reason as to why he cared.

“Um, you probably don’t know him, but his name is Jung Hoseok—”

“—I know him.”

Of course Jungkook knew him; the pair went to law school together but parted ways after Hoseok got a job as a district attorney in the states.

He only returned a couple years back after becoming a legal director at their opposing law firm.

You regretted giving away Hoseok’s name. Now that Jungkook, your absolute nemesis, knew your potential love interest, he was probably planning to absolutely shit talk you to stop you from finding love to feed his bitter self.

“I know Hoseok pretty well, actually. He’s not really fit to be a boss if I’m being honest,” Jungkook recalls, remembering many times back in law school when leadership roles in team activities were up for grabs and Hoseok would always steer clear of them. “Surprised he’s willing to date a bitch,” he snickers, waiting for you to cuss him out.

“Listen, you’re tired, I’m tired, I don’t wanna talk about who’s a bitch and who’s fit enough to be a boss… and it’s definitely not you.”

“Oh yeah? What does Jung Hoseok have that I don’t?”

“Compassion, respect, authority, control, not to mention, he’s quite the attractive man,” you shrug with a sly smile, continuing to boast about Hoseok and at the moment, Jungkook was regretting even asking in the first place.

He could be all that and more.

“But our relationship isn’t very deeply rooted. We’re not in love or anything, we’ve only been on one date so our relationship is at the minimum right now.”

Jungkook didn’t ask for a dramatic reading of your relationship, and he’d just about heard enough, “Yeah, whatever. Can you cook? You should cook for us this weekend. You know, get the brain juice flowing or whatever it’s called,” he stands up abruptly, stretching his arms above his head before heading over to your couch, slouching against the material as he looks over at you, awaiting an answer.

“Why would I cook for someone I hate?”

“You don’t hate me,” he throws back at you, a sly smirk adorning his features, “You pick fights with me and always get competitive, because when you overcome me, it makes you feel better about yourself.”

You bite down on your bottom lip, pondering his words a little.

Maybe he was right to an extent. Nothing felt better than being put against each other and reigning victorious. Everyone in the firm knew how competitive you both were and always steered clear of any kind of opportunity to compete with you.

You sigh and roll your eyes, “Hmm… Maybe I might just have a thing for you, who knows,” you respond casually, shrugging your shoulders just to mess with him a little. “But that’s what you want, right? Another girl to fawn over you?” you taunt him, keeping your eyes trained on him as you recall the number of women that had bombarded your office earlier today after you were counted ‘lucky’ for working with Jungkook, ‘the most attractive guy in the firm.’

Now that made him fix his posture, sitting up for what could only be the most predictable thing he’d ever heard, “Oh my god, I knew it,” he laughs, almost demeaningly, “Everyone and their mum has a thing for me, you’re no different,” he shook his head in disbelief, a large grin spread across his face. “So that’s why you always argue with me, huh? Just so you can talk to me? That’s cute, especially since it’s you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” you question, slightly offended.

“Because it’s gonna be fun having the Y/N, my biggest competition, falling in love with me, Jeon Jungkook. Imagine all the headlines that would make.”

God, he’s so full of himself.

As much as you hated how egotistical he was, you wanted to continue your little play act, rising to your feet and walking over to Jungkook by the couch and once near enough, you grab the end of his tie, leaning down towards him and pulling him close to your face with a deceitful smile gracing your lips, “Oh Jeon… You’re so smart, I can’t believe you figured me out so quickly…” you whisper, voice as soft as ever and something Jungkook had never heard before.

He couldn’t deny, your hold on his tie was probably the most attractive thing he’d ever witnessed, but he would never flat-out admit it to you.

Jungkook lifts his hand to gently rest against your cheek, merely trying to see just how far you’d go to keep this act up, “Mhm, I bet you like where we are now, don’t you?” he teases, his voice dropping several octaves and matching the volume of what was once your voice, now barely there as your mind went blank and his eyes proceeded to dance between your lips and your eyes.

Your cheeks had heated up drastically under his touch and you weren’t expecting him to make a comeback like that, and you really weren’t prepared to take things any further, but your pride would take a major blow if you backed out now.

Besides, the setting was perfect for that kind of moment; a near empty building, alone in the office, lights dimmed down, both tired and stressed out..

Your lips were mere inches away from his own and you could’ve kissed him if you really wanted to, and maybe, maybe you did want to kiss him—

No, that was the tense air speaking.

Just improvise.

“Mhm, this is exactly what I wanted…” you whisper, giving his tie one last tug till your foreheads were touching, “But I’m sure your hand can make-do in better places, don’t you think?”

Jungkook’s brow twitches, and you almost miss it, but it was enough of a sign to let you know he wasn’t expecting you to keep up. It wasn’t a problem for him though, the man was just as stubborn and prideful as you were, there was absolutely no way in hell he was gonna back down.

Not until you do.

“And what about yours, Y/N?” he challenges, eyes briefly peering down at your hand still gripping on the end of his tie, “I bet you’re really skilled with your hands, aren’t you?”

The real fun begins when the hand that was once resting against your cheek, drops a little lower, making home over the dip of your neck and Jungkook could feel your skin burn under his palm.

Your heart was racing as you discreetly pondered what he meant by that and once you clocked on, your body had stiffened, but you needed to seem unfazed, “Of course I am, probably more skilled than you at this point,” you shrug, gesturing towards his hand near your neck.

If he had the balls, he’d touch you somewhere more scandalous.

“Oh, is that right? You wanna bring my hands further down then, Y/N?”

Jungkook was testing you and your patience. If he thought you were gonna pussy out, he was wrong.

Your left hand grabs onto his wrist, right hand landing flat against his chest as you pushed him back against the sofa, and without even thinking of your next move, you impulsively make home on Jungkook’s lap, straddling his thighs as you adjust yourself on top of him. He watched on, slightly shocked and a little amused at the lengths you were going through just to prove a point.

With your hand wrapped around his wrist, you drag his hand down your body, slowly reaching your chest and stopping, “How about this?” you whisper, your voice on the verge of the faltering.

“Could be better,” he shrugs nonchalantly, sitting up to pull his blazer off his body, leaving it elsewhere and going back to his previous position, “Try this…”

He begins to pull his tie off around his collar, leaving it beside him for later use and then reaching up to unbutton his white dress shirt until hints of skin peeked through, “It’ll be better if you touch me yourself, but I’m sure you already know that since you’re so ‘skilled,” he says, his hands resting over your hips.

How long was Jungkook gonna keep this up? You were running out of ideas and though this was all a game, you couldn't help but feel just the slightest bit turned on, but how couldn’t you? You were sitting on his lap, your near-skintight skirt rolling up your thighs and you were almost certain he could feel the slight throbbing between your legs.

With one hand placed on his shoulder, the other reaching down to slip your hand past his shirt, your palms making direct contact with his built chest, God, you’re all talk,” you roll your eyes, leaning in to whisper against his ear, “Why don't you put your money where your mouth is?”

Jungkook throws his head back, eliciting a low chuckle, eyes meeting yours again as his palms made home on your thighs, squeezing your flesh enough to warm himself up, “If we continue, this won't be a game anymore…” he trails off, trying his absolute hardest to ignore the growing pain of his hardening cock under his slacks, “I won't be able to stop,” he continues, knowing inside he wanted this too, but was more than willing to back off if you seriously didn’t wanna do this, “Is this what you want?”

Fuck, of course you wanted this. Your body needed an output, some kind of relief. Just this once, you were willing to set aside your differences for what, ten minutes of quick relief?

You adjust yourself on his lap, your lace-clad cunt snug above his growing erection and you could've sworn you almost moaned at the contact. "Can you feel that?” you whisper, referring to the throbbing between your legs. "Is that enough of an answer for you?"

"Jesus Y/N," Jungkook nearly groans at the closeness. If he continued this game, he would cross a line that would be hard to come back from, and he was willing and ready to deal with the consequences to come.

With one swift move, he rests his fingers under your chin, tilting your head to the side to make room for his lips to attach to your neck, gently sucking and biting along your untainted neck didn't whilst he kept you distracted by the new sudden feeling of his large hands rocking your hips back and forth over his erection.

You elicit a soft sigh, eyes coming to a gentle shut as you basked in the soft pleasure, your soaked-through panties bound to leave a mark of your mess on top of him.

Jungkook pulls away from your neck, leaning back to admire your state; your cheeks were flushed pink, hair a little messy and a sheer layer of sweat adorning your chest, resulting in your blouse sticking to your body and arched a brow at you, “Take the shirt off for me, will you?”

You don’t hesitate to oblige, unbuttoning your mesh blouse with your eyes solely focused on him, and it seemed Jungkook had the same plan to just stare you down as you pulled the material off your shoulders, your well hidden assets finally coming in to view and Jungkook’s breath had hitched in his throat.

He didn’t know what came over him, or if he was just high in the moment, but you looked absolutely unreal; a simple yet stunning black lace bralette over your chest, your cleavage on full show and and it was everything he’d imagined. He inhales sharply, resisting the urge to just grab you, but Jungkook was a man of class (sometimes).

He gestured for you to remove the bralette and you did, hands reaching for your back to unclasp everything and let the material fall to your lap, freeing your tits right in front of his face and he was impulsively leaning in, briefly flicking his tongue over your hardened nipples before pulling away just to leave a ruthless smack over the expanse of your tits, revelling in the way your skin would redden and how your body would jump on top of him.

If he was feeling nice, he’d give in to you, give you exactly what you wanted, but to be frank, he wasn’t in a nice mood. He didn’t know if he hated you the way he did before all of this but God, was he gonna give you a piece of his mind..

Jungkook briefly slips his hand under your skirt and reaching between your legs, eager to feel just how soaked you were through your panties and boy, he was not disappointed.

Just mere talking and subtle teasing got you this riled up?

Clearly yes, your thighs were shuddering between his hand and you were almost embarrassed to be sitting where you were right now, “What are you waiting for?” you huff, frustration evident in your tone as you pulled yourself up to slip off your panties.

“I’m waiting for you to beg.”

“I’m not begging you—”

As soon as your panties were off, Jungkook was immediately pulling you back down onto his lap, now getting a real feel of your slick dampening his dress pants, “You’ll beg me, otherwise we can just wrap this up and call it a day…” he trails off, firmly gripping your hips as he pressed you down harder on his hardening cock, forcing a quiet moan to slip past your lips.

“Come on, Y/N… you know what you want, just tell me,” he whispers, eyes meeting yours and drinking in the irritation in them.

God, he loved irritating you.

Giving in just this once wouldn't hurt you, but you weren’t exactly the begging type of person, “I need your hands…” you manage to muster, your poor cunt practically leaking over his slacks.

“That’s not how you ask nicely,” Jungkook taunts you, throwing in a disappointed sigh, “Enlighten me, will you? How bad do you want them?” He leans back against the sofa, his hands rolling the hem of your skirt up over your thighs so he could have a clear cut view of your pussy, swallowing sharply once his eyes catch a glint of your flesh shining under the dim lights.

"Fuck you.." you grit. Jungkook stating the obvious was embarrassing for you; who would've thought Jeon Jungkook would be the reason for your desperation.

You could tell from the tone of his voice that he was enjoying tormenting you, and today was not gonna be the day you beg for him; you had far too much pride for that.

Instead of using your words, you grab ahold of his hand, guiding it down your body and between your legs. Once the pad of his fingers were against your clit, you wasted no time in rocking your hips against them. "I— I want your fingers inside me," you whisper against his ear, hoping he’d cut you some slack.

"Oh Y/N..." Jungkook shook his head disapprovingly. He quickly pulls his hands away to fetch his tie laying next to him on the couch.

You knew exactly where he was going with this and you were right; he’d grabbed your wrists and forced them behind your lower back, using his black tie to restrain your hands, and all you could do was shuffle on top of him, “I’d be careful when moving, wouldn’t want you to fall back,” he taunts you, a grin plastering his face as he pulled on the restraints one last time.

Jungkook doesn’t even spare you a minute to get used to the tie, his hand making home between your legs once again as he moved the pad of his fingers up and down against your swollen clit agonisingly slow, “Don’t you know your manners, Y/N? What happened to saying ‘please’ when you want something?”

You were falling apart on top of him, your hands clawing at nothing as you tried to remain composed. You felt absolutely hopeless, and giving in didn’t seem so bad right about now.

“I fucking hate you,” you seethe through gritted teeth, grinding yourself against his fingers seeing as his lace was too slow for your own liking, “Please, Jungkook…” it physically hurt you to say those words, feeling your cheeks swell up in embarrassment, “I wanna fuck myself on your fingers…”

Most certainly pleased by your answer, he doesn't waste any time, thrusting his index and middle finger into you so fast, a gasp was ripped from your throat. “See, that wasn’t so hard, was it? Only a real slut would beg to get fucked by a guy she hates.”

His hands began to push in and out carefully, admiring your eventual fucked out state, "Fuck yourself on them, pretty," Jungkook instructs, gradually speeding up the rhythm of his fingers. "Or do you want me to curl them?"

It was a rhetorical question, already feeling him curl his fingers between your soft walls as you helplessly clenched around him.

It felt so good.

It was unfortunate your body was close to giving in, struggling to stay up on top of him but you tried to muster as much strength as you could to keep going, drowning Jungkook's digits in your slick as your hips moved up and down on his fingers at a similar pace to his wrist, “Jeon, I can’t..

"Oh? But you can argue with me, call me names, and make a fool of me in front of my colleagues?" Jungkook taunts, speeding up his fingers to a torturous fast pace that was sure to bring you closer to your high. "You can do all of that, but you can't fuck yourself on my fingers? What a pathetic bitch.”

He reaches behind you to untie the restraints binding your wrists together, letting the material drop to the floor behind you before he was picking you up and carrying you over to your desk, setting you down on the surface and pushing you to lie back ever so slightly as he dropped to his knees between your legs.

He split your legs apart, audibly groaning at the sight of your swollen pussy; clit peeking out and your tight hole desperately clenching around nothing. “Fuck… Look at that desperate pussy..” he mumbles to himself, fixing your legs over his shoulders as he leaned in, pressing the flat of his tongue against your cunt.

A content sigh left fell from your lips as he used the tip of his tongue to toy with your sensitive bud, causing your thighs to shake around his head. The repetitive movement had your body tensing and the moans you’d been keeping to a minimum now at the max.

“So— so good..” you whimper, gazing down at him. With your hands free, they moved to grab at his dark locks, shoving his head further between your legs till you could feel his nose repeatedly nudging against your clit and good god, Jungkook would go to hell and back to drown in your pussy for eternity.

He let out a muffled groan, sliding his tongue between your folds and sucking on your clit like his life depended on it, but he needed to pull away if he wanted to live to experience that.

When Jungkook pulled away, you whined, but he wasn’t gone for long, suddenly delivering a harsh slap to your cunt that made your body jump and left your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

It stung, but it felt so fucking good.

Pleased by your reaction, he did it again, this time only harder, “Oh, so Miss Lawyer likes getting her slutty pussy slapped?”

Before you could even respond, Jungkook was biting on his bottom lip, not wasting another second before he’d spat right over your aching cunt, forcing you to arch your back off the desk as he watched the bead of spit trail between your folds in awe.

He leaned in again, shoving his tongue into your aching cunt and feeling your walls clench around the wet muscle almost as if you didn’t wanna let go and he found it beyond amusing, pulling away almost immediately just to spite you as he stood up to tower over your body; mouth glistening from all the slick and you couldn’t deny he looked like a hot mess.

What you didn’t see coming, was Jungkook grabbing your face, slapping you one as he squished your cheeks within his hold, forcing your lips to pucker as he spat into your mouth, the mixture of his saliva and your slick seeping down your throat as you swallowed with no hesitation.

He chuckled deeply, “Should’ve known an A class whore like yourself was into this shit. What do you think the jury would think about that, huh?” He continues to tug on your face, forcing you to keep your eyes on him so he could watch you break down before him.

Jungkook pulls you up and off the desk, standing tall and confident in front of you as you tried to regain a steady composure, almost stumbling.

“I don’t know how they’d feel knowing the slutty prosecutor got on her knees for the heir of this firm,” he starts, reaching out to wrap his hand around your neck firmly and pulling you towards him, “We should risk it and find out, huh?” he breathes out against your lips, low and hoarse and you had to squeeze your thighs shut from the flutters you were feeling between your legs.

“I’d rather throw dirt in my eyes than suck your dick,” you spit, shamelessly lying through your teeth and Jungkook immediately knew you were playing games.

“You think you’re funny, huh?” His hands shift from your neck to the back of your head, gripping a hand full of your hair and urging you to get on your knees and you did exactly that, making it easy for him to get you down as you tried your best to conceal the knowing smile growing on your lips but all you did was lick your lips up at him, anticipation clouding your eyes as you gulped.

The subtle action alone had his dick jumping in his slacks and he refused to wait any longer before unbuckling his belt and pulling pants halfway down his thighs, leaving a thick and oblivious imprint of his cock straining against his boxers right in front of your face.

You didn’t realise it, but your body was inching towards him and Jungkook took notice straight away, doing you the favour of pulling his cock out from its confines to stand tall and hard before you.

You were meaning to reach out for him, but he beat you to it, wrapping a strong hand around the base of his cock as he pumped himself between his fist a couple times, squinting at the little bead of precum eventually dripping down the base of his cock and you could only stare on in awe.

“You want my cock down your throat, huh?” he taunts deeply, moving forwards so he could guide the tip of his leaking cock across your face, nudging your cheek and avoiding all contact with your mouth.

Right where you wanted him most.

“Say it,” he lightly slaps the tip of his dick against your cheek, dragging it down to your lips but not yet pushing in, “Say you’re a cock-hungry bitch who wants her face fucked by the man she hates so much…”

Submission was never your thing. You always showed yourself out to be a woman who always stood her ground, never taking shit from anyone. But now it was your worst enemy, proving you wrong on all of the above.

“I’m a cock-hungry bitch..” your words are there, but no confidence within them, “Who wants her face fucked by the man she hates so much,” you mumble against the tip of his dick, hoping he’d give in to you.

Jungkook shrugs, “Could be better, but what more do I expect from a whore?” He suddenly pushes the tip of his cock past your lips, taking you by surprise as he groaned deeply, basking in the warmth of your mouth as he slowly eased himself into you inch by inch until he completely bottomed out.

You couldn’t handle his immense size, already struggling to breathe and he hadn’t even moved yet and tears were brimming your eyes.

“Tight fucking fit…” he seethes, slowly pulling out only to slam back into your mouth with brute force, each thrust pushing against the back of your throat and though you started choking, you couldn’t bring yourself to stop him. You didn’t want him to stop; allowing him to use your head as assistance.

“Fucking made for my cock, aren’t you? A perfect fit..”

The only sounds that could be heard were Jungkook’s groans and the illicit sounds of your gagging and spluttering, a mixture of spit and precum leaking out the sides of your mouth.

"Gonna make better use of your pretty mouth.. and dumb you up so you'll never be able to throw all that fucking attitude at me again.." With no prep whatsoever, he impales your throat again, this time keeping your head at the very base of his cock, your nose brushing against his abdomen as your throat clenched around him, squeezing tightly to the point you could feel him throb.

“If this is the only way to shut you up, I’ll have you on your knees more often,” he looks down at you, watching the woman who stood so high on her fucking imaginary pedestal, now kneeling between his legs with her mouth stuffed full of his cock like a needy bitch.

Jungkook was damn near certain he almost came from the sight of you alone so he suddenly pulled you away from him, a thick and heavy string of precum connecting your lips to him leaving you a gasping, teary eyed, heaving mess.

“You’re so fucking annoying,” you grumble, slightly annoyed by the sudden withdrawal as you hastily stood onto your feet.

“Oh, Y/N.. What am I gonna do with you?” he questions, sarcasm lacing his voice as he took a couple steps towards you just to grab your arm and turn you around; pushing you down front first against the glass surface of his desk.

You could barely make out what he was about to do, the side of your face pressed up against the glass but God, he was so close behind you, you couldn’t help but push back against him a little, whimpering at the sliver of skin-on-skin contact with him and Jungkook was all for your eagerness.

He spits against the palm of his hand, using the heel of his palm to reach down between your legs and massage your weeping cunt, briefly letting his digits dip into you before replacing them with his cock.

At last.

“Oh— fuck.. Jeon—!” You’re more vocal now than you were ever before, his size deeming you absolutely vulnerable as he pushed into you slowly. The stretch was beyond humane, he was practically splitting you open and your tears were suddenly making another appearance.

Jungkook felt like he was going through the seven stages of grief; not expecting you to be so tight around him and already so addicting, it was like a revelation for him.

“Pussy made just for me..” he groans, a palm aiming to land a harsh smack against your ass cheek, making you jump and the ongoing stinging sensation turning the affected area a light shade of pink which was bound to darken overtime. “All fucking mine—” he grits harshly squeezing the flesh of your ass as he continued to thrust in and out of your sopping cunt, “Fuck, look at your tight pussy just sucking me in… bet you like me shoving into your cunt, huh?”

“Uhghhh yes, yes! I love it so much!”

You loved the pain.

Each powerful thrust caused your body to repeatedly shift against your desk, again and again his dick slamming so deep into your guts you wondered if it were even possible to experience such a thing.

You could tell he was giving you his all; his muscles were tense, every vein in his body was popping out just so he could take out his frustrations on you. He dealt with your ass for three years; constant bickering, competitions, insults, but fuck him, if he knew you what got you going, he’d have fucked you way sooner.

“Bet you wished I’d come in and fuck you at some point, huh?” A smirk was lingering over his features, knowing well what your answer was.

“God— yes!” Your back forcibly arches against your will as you nod desperately.

Truth be told, you did look forward to his visits in your office just to argue with you. Arguing with an attractive man who looked even hotter when he was mad?

Of course.

“And everytime I’d leave your office, you’d sit in your chair with a wet fucking pussy all day, hoping I’d come back in just to fuck you, right? But God, why didn’t I do that?” he mentally curses himself, digging his fingers into your hips as his pace faltered, indicating he was losing traction.

“Fuck you for not making a move,” you hiss through tears, gripping at the edge of your desk for stability as his thrusts became sloppy and messy.

He lands another harsh smack against your ass, making you help in surprise, “Shut the fuck up, I’m not done,” he seethes, picking up the pace and knocking all other backtalk out of your lungs, "Every damn day, I've had to deal with your shit; talking down on me—" his words laced with anger as he slams in to you, "—flaunting your stupid awards in my face and walking around like you own the fucking place."

He abruptly pulls out, turning you over to lay back on the desk whilst he spread your legs apart, his cock slipping into you once more as his free hand settled a harsh slap against your tits, “Now I have you under me, crying on my cock like a little bitch. Where'd that confidence go, huh?"

You couldn’t bring yourself to respond, to busy doing exactly as he’d stated. Your mind was hazy and your body was going numb, all you were capable of was squeezing your walls tightly around his cock as a sign to say you were close.

“Oh you’re close, huh?” Jungkook brings his hand down to scoop up the stringy mess connecting both your bodies, “We can’t have security walk in, can we?” lifting his hand again to shove three slick coated digits into your mouth in a bid to silence your moans as you came. “Come all over my cock like you were born for it.”

And thank god he did what he did because your pleasure filled cries would have woken up the entire city.

Your tongue lapped at his fingers, sucking off whatever was there before he pulled them out of your mouth, admiring the way they glistened under the dim lights.

You stared up at him in a daze, chest heaving and tits bruised red as he thrusted back and forth a couple more times before finally reaching his orgasm with a low bellow.

“Fuck…” he groans to himself and you could feel his warmth completely fill you up, some of it too much to the point white was leaking out of your sensitive cunt as he drained himself empty into you.

Once Jungkook was certain he was done, he slowly pulled out, his cock falling limp and his mess now prominent between your legs, noticing it was all slipping out so he did you the duty of using his fingers to push as much as he could back into you, the sensitivity making you shudder, “Can’t let it go to waste,” he chuckles, bringing his fingers up to his lips to sneak a taste.

It was the hottest thing you’d ever seen and he was pulling you to sit up on the desk before grabbing your case with both hands and kissing you with all his might.

It was unexpected but you were too in the moment to stop him. You could just about make out the distinctive taste of yourself and him on your lips and all you were wondering was how the hell you’d both come back from this.

Jungkook bit down on your bottom lip, dragging it out towards him before letting go and watching the plumpness bounce back, red and swollen like he’d left his mark on you.

“What did we just do..?” you whisper, finally drinking in the state of yourself and the absolute state of your office, papers everywhere and the smell of sex surrounding you.

Jungkook didn’t know what came over him, but he needed to reassure you one thing; “This probably wasn’t ideal but I don’t regret it,” he says, eyes glued to yours and curious to know if you felt the same way.

You didn’t know if you felt the same way, but you certainly weren’t feeling bad about it.

“You don’t have to say anything now, or put a label on it or anything, you can take your time,” he tells you softly, pulling away from you to pull his pants back up and tuck himself away. He was unsure whether you wanted to be alone or wanted to stay in his presence, but he figured he’d do what was safest, “Want me to clean you up and walk you to your car?”

Your hands adjusted the skirt that had been rolled up your hips, pulling it down to shield your thighs and the mess as you shook your head, “Oh no, that’s okay, I can take it from here,” you reply, this time giving him a genuine smile for his chivalry, one he’d never actually seen on you before and he wished he could see it more often.

Jungkook nodded and went to collect his shirt by the sofa, throwing it over his shoulder and heading for the door, “I’ll see you tomorrow morning then for some case work.”

“Yeah, you too…”

He curtly nodded and headed out of your office with a sigh. He didn’t wanna leave you alone after that, but he wanted to avoid any intrusive/pushy questioning and awkwardness.

How the hell would you both ever come back from this?

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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 

— words; 1.4k

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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.”

bloodline | jjk — one

-> pairing fuckboy!jk x fuckgirl!f.reader

-> genres/aus slow burn, friends with benefits au, smut, humor, angst and college au

-> summary a relationship was the last thing you wanted, but having wild and experimenting sex? now that was something, and jeon jungkook is there to give you simply that. as long as either catch feelings... but that won't be hard for you knowing you'd never go for a guy like jungkook, although jungkook might have another opinion about you. let the (fun) begin!

-> warnings swearing, mentions of sex, drunk!jk, dirty talk, dry humping, cum eating, fingering, oral (f. receiving), face riding, overstimulation :)

-> word count 3.2k

-> author's note i'm baaaaackkkkk :))) also, big thanks to my love @here4btsfics for guiding me through the smut. i love you kelly you're amazinggggg <3333

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‘’So, it’s just sex between you?’’ Your roommate Cho-Hee questions after she’s accidentally caught you and Jungkook fucking on the couch. It was your fault for overseeing her schedule that was cleared out the day you decided to invite him over. 

“Yes.” Without a question you answer, Jungkook puts on his sweater behind you as Cho-Hee stands in question in the open kitchen. 

“You know… that never works right?” You love Cho-Hee. She’s an amazing friend who in reality just wants what’s best for you and will fight for you whenever she can. It was her way of showing she cares for you by asking. This explains why you didn’t get offended and throw a fit over the cliche question whenever two casually hooking up get interrogated by friends. 

“It’s under control. Jungkook literally fucks anything with a pulse and I can hardly see myself in a relationship.” You’d never try and excuse that this will never happen, there’s a chance but it’s not very highly between you two. If there were such a big risk, you’d never hook up with Jungkook in the first place. 

The off putting friends with benefits situation you had with Jungkook only started a few weeks ago. He caught your eye at the frat party Hoseok invited you to. He wasn’t exactly a stranger to you. You heard a thing or two about his fuckboy status and his astounding skills in bed — explains why he carries the title so proudly. 

When you first hooked up, Jungkook was surprised by how different you were. You drove him on edge constantly, savoring up every minute of the pleasure that developed between you. To say you were a drug for Jungkook was an understatement. You were more, yet you didn’t need to know that. 

‘’Well… I’m leaving. I’ll call you.’’ With a peck on the cheek, Jungkook says a quick bye to Cho-Hee before the door closes and it’s just the both of you. 

‘’He literally–’’ Cho-Hee starts off, you barely noticed the display of affection he did before leaving. 

‘’What?’’ 

‘’Nothing. Want to order some take out?’’ Since that day, Cho-Hee never brought up your relationship with Jungkook on the table. 

It turned quiet in your apartment, Cho-Hee was studying for a test tomorrow and you were scrolling on TikTok to let a few hours pass by. Your screen gets interrupted by a call. Well that was definitely early. 

‘’Jungkook?’’ There’s a lot of noise surrounding him, so you hardly hear him through the mic. 

‘’Y/N? Can you hear me now?’’ The ruckus clears out and Jungkook’s voice cuts through it. 

‘’Yeah, what’s up?’’ You’ve brought the phone to your ear, sighing as you find a comfortable position to lay in. 

‘’Wanna fuck?’’ You can’t help but snort when he says it, covering your mouth — scared to interrupt the focus Cho-Hee has gained on her studies. Jungkook is most likely drunk at this moment and horny, very fucking horny. 

‘’Why are you laughing? I’m serious, I wanna fuck you.’’ You depress your snorting, trying to take his drunken state seriously. It makes it a lot funnier when you’re the sober one. 

‘’Who says you’re fucking me?’’ Jungkook knew you were a switch, well more a person who’d be down for almost anything. Did that scare him? Yes. Did it turn him on? Also yes. 

‘’Shut up. Now can I come over or not?’’ He really did not like to waste his time on small talk with you. It’s not that you aren’t interesting as a person, his dick just speaks before him and right now? He desperately wants to be inside of you. 

‘’Cho-Hee is studying…’’ You start off, earning a groan from Jungkook not being pleased by your answer. You have a lot of respect for your roommate and vise versa, the least you can do is keep your crazy hookups away from Cho-Hee as much as possible. The reason also being she caught you not even a few hours ago, she still needs to recover from that. 

‘’And? She knows either way, so what’s the problem?’’ He’s determined to be in between your legs tonight. 

‘’The problem is she needs complete silence. Silence never works for us Jungkook.’’ You can picture the smirk plastered on his face when you admitted that the sex is too good, which explains the noise following right after. 

‘’I can just hold my hand over your mouth. Easy fix.’’ He’s proud of his solution but you roll your eyes, wondering how you’ll get it to his head that there’s no sex tonight. 

‘’Jungkook– I really can’t. Isn’t there someone else at the party that you can take home?’’ It turns silent on the other side of the line. That feels odd, also because you never agreed to be exclusive. Jungkook is a free man. 

‘’They aren’t you.’’ The alcohol is speaking for Jungkook and you know that. You always found the saying ‘drunk words are sober thoughts’ utter bullshit. You’ve blurted out all kinds of nonsense when you’ve been drunk which have never meant anything. In this way, Jungkook’s sentence means nothing to you. 

‘’Jung–’’ Cho-Hee knocks on your door, startling you which causes you to hang up. 

‘’Oh- sorry! I was just gonna tell you that I’m going to Taehyung’s now.’’ You can already see for yourself Jungkook’s smile when he receives the news that he actually will get pussy tonight. 

‘’That’s fine, say hi to Tae from me.’’ Cho-Hee gives you one last smile, leaving you to go see her boyfriend. 

You realize you haven’t called Jungkook back and before you get the chance to, Cho-Hee shouts to you from the front door. With a quick strut, you find Jungkook with a worried expression and Cho-Hee trying to suppress a laugh. 

‘’Um–’’ 

‘’I thought something happened.’’ Cho-Hee sends you a knowing look from afar, which you quickly shut down not wanting her to get the wrong idea of Jungkook being worried. 

‘’Well. That’s my cue to leave.’’ She grabs her coat, closing the door behind her while you stand in your sloppy pajama look. 

‘’Jungkook, what the fuck?’’ You aren’t exactly pleased with him arriving at your place without a warning. Thankfully Cho-Hee already made plans with Taehyung or you’d have a lot of explaining to do. 

‘’Let’s fuck baby.’’ He almost crashes onto you, the hard liquor breath fanning above you and your face twists in disgust. He reeks of alcohol. 

‘’You’re way too drunk.’’ You grab ahold of Jungkook’s shoulders to lift the weight he decided to throw on you late at night. 

He can roughly stand on his own two feet, bringing you to baby him to bed. Which, yes, was not part of your weird deal. Still, you can’t let him go home from here in this state and it’s not because he’s unknown to your bed. 

With a few struggles you managed to get Jungkook out of his clothes and tucked under the sheets. He was getting way too excited when you went down to unbutton his pants as he already laid flat on your bed. The duvet crinkled as he moved around, as if he was a child doing a snow angel. 

‘’I thought you were gonna suck my dick. What a tease you are…’’ He pouts when you join him under the covers. If only the baby could stop talking and sober up.

‘’I’ll suck you off when you’re sober.’’ Jungkook leaves it at that, snores already escaping him as he falls asleep. 

You don’t know what time it is when Jungkook pulls you in by the waist, nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck. It’s not that action that stirs you awake, it’s what’s poking your ass when you lean into him. 

‘’Please tell me you’re awake.’’ He whispers softly. You don’t give him a direct answer, pressing your ass further against him. 

‘’I’ll take that as a yes.’’ His warm hand roams on your thigh, soothing it out and taking his time in enjoying what’s in front of him. You hum in delight, his hand inching closer towards your core. 

‘’Are you sober?’’ You want to make sure, never wanting to take advantage of Jungkook in an intoxicated state. With a low chuckle, he bites your earlobe and whispers a yes. That’s good enough for you. You let Jungkook touch you how he pleases, admiring your curves and the softness that meets the palm of his hand. 

You’re not impatient, seeing you fucked him earlier before Cho-Hee walked in, screaming as she quickly covered her eyes begging you both to dress up. It was comical, maybe not for her but Jungkook bit his lip trying to regain the upcoming snort that was about to leave him when he saw how traumatized Cho-Hee looked. 

Jungkook moves his hand further down, tracing his delicate fingers above the fabric. You tense under his touch, his breath still landing hot on the nape of your neck. The slow build of intimacy reaching your bedroom. 

It doesn’t really help how horny you’re getting, all while Jungkook’s dick is poking your ass from behind. With a slow movement, you grind your ass back, Jungkook groaning from your visible greadiness. How can you not be? Not only is he fucking hot but having his cock inside of you? Nothing beats that. 

‘’Listen. I love you going slow right now, but can you just fuck me?’’ He hasn’t even touched you, his fingers resting on the waistband of your thong. You don’t exactly know what’s gotten you so needy. Maybe it’s the fact you can feel everything yet he isn’t touching you as expected. Wasn’t he desperate to fuck you a few hours ago? What happened to that? 

‘’Listen, I have plans on my own. Lay still.’’ You cock an eyebrow in surprise. Since when does Jungkook have a plan on how to please you? 

With a sigh, you don’t move, letting Jungkook have his way with you. His hand starts to explore again, finally gaining the courage to reach underneath your thong which has started to stick to your heat. 

A gentle press of his fingers against your slit and your mouth drops. A breathless moan escapes you when Jungkook runs the pad of his middle finger between your lips, parting them slightly. 

‘’You’re so wet…’’ A kiss is added right beneath your ear, the soft touch of Jungkook’s lips making you lean more into him — if it’s even possible at this point — earning a hiss from him as he gets worked up on how you effortlessly give yourself to him. 

‘’Stay still. You’re gonna drive me insane before I even get to fuck you.’’ You smile at his words, commanding to his request. 

He returns to fingering you, bucking his hips into you from behind to excite you of what awaits. He loves seeing you like this, lips parted as your eyebrows furrow over the pleasure building up within you. The pleasure he’s causing. If only you could see how adorable you looked in such a hot position. His fingers covered in your arousal, your ass pushed up on him to get some sort of friction which he isn’t willing to give right now. No, Jungkook loves seeing you become a mess for him, to the point where you take control yourself and guide him inside of you. But that’s not what happens. You turn. 

Jungkook is still cupping your sex under the fabric, until you take a hold of his wrist guiding it towards your mouth. The room is dark, mostly. Jungkook is incapable of seeing your lips wrap around them, swirling the edges as you taste yourself. You’re unbelievable. 

When you release his fingers from your mouth, Jungkook curses under his breath before he brings you in for a heated kiss. You don’t hesitate to wrap your free arm around his neck, playing with the ends of his hair as his tongue slips in to meet yours. 

Kisses with Jungkook always drive you to a breaking point. There’s something so addicting about the way he kisses you that your body reacts before you. You’ve let your clothed core grind over his cock that has fully hardened under his briefs. 

‘’Take them off.’’ You say in a hurry, moving your mouth further down to Jungkook’s neck. His weakness. It’s the first moan that slips out from him when you’ve swirled your tongue as your lips peck and bite at his soft skin. 

Jungkook struggles to get his boxers off, when you’ve decided now is the perfect time to give him neck kisses. You’ve learned to perfect them since you both started hooking up, it’s definitely worth it when moans simply slip out of him. 

A rough pull from Jungkook brings you back to face him and that’s when you notice he’s managed to get his boxers off while you were too busy with his delicate neck. 

‘’Fucking finally.’’ You reach your hand down to feel it but Jungkook stops you. 

‘’Wha–’’ He pulls one of your legs over his waist, positioning his cock above the material of your thong. That shuts you up, starting to enjoy the anticipation of having him inside of you. Sure, you’d rather want it now but it’s fun going along with Jungkook’s ideas. Maybe that explains the exciting sex life you’ve created between the two of you as time passed. 

He makes it more difficult for you not to push yourself down on his cock when he decides to push your panties aside and grind his cock in between your soaked lips. The tip adding pressure to your clit as he presses it on purpose. He knows you love it. 

‘’Jungkook, fuck!’’ The sensation you’re feeling becomes overwhelming, as you clutch onto him he admits he’s teased you enough. Aiming his tip now at your center, you await patiently before you feel it. His cock stretches you out the more he bucks his hips forward, as you sigh in satisfaction of getting what you’ve wanted since he’s pulled you in. 

‘’Fuck you’re so tight pretty girl.’’ Pretty girl. A nickname Jungkook only uses in bed with you. It always gives you the same feeling; tingling sensations running around as goosebumps rise on your skin. You never felt special because of the nickname he used on you. It just felt good to be called something. 

‘’Please–’’ 

Jungkook obliges, creating motion in his hips, his cock now entering and leaving you. The room is too engulfed by darkness for you to admire the alluring view beneath you both. You’re already turning warm and hot, the covers still tucked to both your chins. Jungkook’s pants land hot against your lips, his movements quickening as you tug yourself closer. 

‘’I might not – shit – last long.’’ Jungkook admits, his pace never slowing down as you let yourself go, fully immersed by the wave of pleasure that’s slowly appearing. 

‘’It’s okay. You can come.’’ You meet his hips halfway, working up an orgasm for you both before you suffocate yourself from heat. Jungkook doesn’t stop holding you close to him, his sleeve colored arm under your t-shirt, holding his hand tight on your naked body. 

If only Jungkook could hear how exceptional his moans were when he’s buried inside of you. You’ll never grow tired of the on going curse words and strangled sounds he makes whenever you drive him on edge and fuck him instead. 

The sounds are muffled under the duvet of your skins slapping against one another. Jungkook’s cock starts to twitch, signaling he’s not going to last much longer but you continue regardless, lifting yourself in a quicker motion to feel every inch of him before dropping down again and meeting the base of his cock. 

‘’Fuck, don’t stop.’’ Jungkook’s grip tightens, letting you fuck yourself on him at a quick pace and with a quick motion, he pushes himself all the way in, poking at your g-spot as he finishes inside of you. You can only feel it twitch right after, humming in delight as Jungkook tries to catch his breath. 

‘’Wish I could stay buried in your pussy, forever.’’ You snort at his compliment, finding the word ‘forever’ super childish coming from a fuckboy. He’s oddly soft, maybe that’s just his demeanor in bed. 

Even though you haven’t finished yourself, you’re content. But Jungkook isn’t. 

He turns you both around, your body now hovering above him, wearing a worried expression. ‘’What are you doing?’’ He doesn’t answer you, giving you a hidden smirk before he swiftly pulls you by the thighs, your pussy mere inches from his face. 

‘’Don’t be shy baby, sit on my face.’’ You want to, but you also want him to beg for it. 

‘’Say pleas–’’ Jungkook lifts his head, tongue now running flat on your slit. It makes you loosen your legs, pulling yourself down to feel more of his mouth. It’s no lie that Jungkook knows how to eat pussy. His tongue and lips could go on for hours, sucking, biting, nibbling your clit along with your hole. 

You’re getting dizzy by the warm feeling of his tongue, circling on your clit for a good minute now. Your hips start to grind on his face, helping him get his mouth anywhere possible as your fingers go down to grip his loose strands of hair. The grip tightens and Jungkook moans against your heat, sending a shockwave of pleasure caused by the vibrations. You’re close. 

Jungkook loves having you like this. Using him to make yourself come all over him. He decides to bite your clit gently, knowing it’ll be the last push for your orgasm. He was right, you tense above him, finally releasing and covering half of his chin. You’re overly sensitive after coming back from your high, Jungkook panting beneath you to catch some air. 

‘’That was–’’ You start to laugh, releasing your grip on Jungkook’s hair as you lift your hips up, to roll over and catch your breath. Jungkook’s grip tightens once again, bringing your wet slit, once again in front of his mouth. 

‘’Who said I was done?’’ 

‘’Jungkook I don’t–’’ 

‘’One more. You can do it.’’ With a slow exhale from your part, Jungkook goes back kissing you all over, starting with your inner thighs and working towards your heat for one last time. 

 You feel lightheaded at this point, not having time to process your first orgasm. Jungkook is cautious, knowing you’re overly sensitive but he wants to make you cum again. If he could, he’d continue till you barely could stand. Not only because you look so pretty when you finish, but the fact that it’s his doing. He is the one turning you heated, dizzy, breathless… 

With a simple lick on your clit, you’re already drowning in pleasure once more and letting go. Your legs are somewhat shaky from your second orgasm and with a small kiss to your clit from Jungkook, he helps you lay back down on your back. 

‘’Give me a minute.’’ Your chest is rising at a rapid pace as you inhale and exhale. Body warm and heated, you find sudden peace and calm yourself as Jungkook watches you smile. 

It’s a win for him. 

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make you mine · jjk (m)

➵ summary; your first day at your new college is quite eventful to say the least. but everything seems slightly less chaotic when Jeon Jungkook offers to help you on your way – if only knowing him wasn’t an even bigger mess than the day you first met.

main masterlist · mym tag · mym jk photo · playlist

pairing; jock!jungkook x f. reader

word count; 37.8k

rating; 18+

content; college au + friends to lovers au, fluff/angst/smut

warnings; mentions of alcohol, swearing, making out, groping, grinding, dirty talk, fingering, oral (f & m receiving), unprotected sex, nipple play, food play, slightly dom!jk, multiple orgasms, so. much. sex., soft shit bc it’s the mym couple <3

a/n; i cannot believe mym is finally here !! this is my proudest piece of work and it is my precious baby so please please give it a LOT of love <3 all sorts of feedback is greatly appreciated and i cannot wait to hear what y’all think of it!! reblog, comment and tell me your thoughts and i will be the happiest person alive thank youuuu ENJOY <3333

ALSO A BIG ASS SHOUTOUT TO @kookingtae​ FOR HELPING ME WITH BASICALLY THIS WHOLE FIC <333 ur the best and ily thank you sososo much!!

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Masterlist

My 2021 Bookshelf 📚🥸

As I did last year here's the list of my favourites fics I read in 2021 (whether they were published this year or earlier) in no particular order!! note: all of these are/contain smut(s)? with some of them with more plots than the others

1) Bad Influence, Devilish, & this drabble by @noteguk

2) Girls Like You & Like You Used To, by @bratkook 3) Mutual Help by @personasintro

4)​ Rotten Angelcake & Starfruit by @inkedtae

5) Days To Morning Glory by @sketchguk

6) The Wishlist by @jjkpls

7) Kinda Hot, Cyberslut by @kimnjss

8) Pretty Boy by @angelguk

9) Oh, What A World by @cutechim

10) Only For You by @jikookiekosmos

11) Gradation by @shina913

12) Ruin You by @taegularities

13) Obey by @jjkfire

14) Bad Boy Good Things by @yoonpobs

15) Shield by @rmverse

16) The Road To Radiant by @kookskingdom

aaaannnd obviously there's also lots of other fics that ain't listed here but that I also really enjoyed 🥰

2021 was even worse than hell for me and reading was a really good distraction amidst all the chaos going on in my life... so big thanks to every single writer out here, I wish you a happy & healthy new year with everything you could wish for coming your way! You can reach out to me if you need a beta reader or for literally anything else really 🥺

love yall, have a nice day/evening & stay safe 💕💞💓💗💖💘