The Lines Between Us | Jjk. (m)

Elie Saab Fall 2022/23 Couture

He’s bad for me, Nevertheless (Series Masterlist)

Idol! Jungkook x idol! Reader

You knew from the beginning that he never wanted a relationship. He was bad for you and should as run far away as you can from him. But ever time you grow the courage to finally let him go, things don’t go as plan. So what exactly happens when someone new comes into the picture and shows you things Jeon Jungkook never was able to show? Is he willing to change his ways for you? Or will you be added to his contacts he calls when bored?

🛑Genre: 18+, Smut, slow burn, based on Nevertheless. Idol! Female reader.

🛑Release date: November 6th, 2021

There’s no such thing as a relationship, nevertheless

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1. criticism makes me feel bad. i’m here to write for fun, not deal with the anxiety i do in real life and since i have stated it in my faq, i have all the right to get upset (which i probably wouldn’t even have gotten if the ask hadn’t basically told me to delete half the fic) why can’t you just respect that? don’t like what you read? fine! very normal! I don’t like half the fics i read either, but i dont tell them that because it’s still someone’s hard work and often times a piece of themselves.

2. i didnt delete anything, i just privated it so i can go through it again because “advice” like that, telling me there’s flaws with my fic, makes me anxious and i don’t want people to read it before i can reassure myself that i still stand by it.

3. talking about me negatively to other authors/accounts just makes me feel worse, and honestly, right now, knowing people are insulting and laughing at me makes me want to delete my entire account, and since my time on tumblr hasn’t been very fun lately even before this, i might go on another break/hiatus.

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Elie Saab Fall 2022/23 Couture

𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝗷𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗿 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆. 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟭/𝟭𝟰 | 𝘄𝗰 : 𝟴𝟴𝟴

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟮/𝟭𝟰 | 𝘄𝗰 : 𝟵𝟳𝟮

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟯/𝟭𝟰 | 𝘄𝗰 : 𝟯𝟭𝟯

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟰/𝟭𝟰 | 𝘄𝗰 : 𝟲𝟯𝟴

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟱/𝟭𝟰 | 𝘄𝗰 : 𝟭𝟯𝟳𝟵

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟲/𝟭𝟰 | 𝘄𝗰 : 𝟲𝟰𝟮

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟳/𝟭𝟰 | 𝘄𝗰 : 𝟭𝟭𝟭𝟮

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟴/𝟭𝟰 | 𝘄𝗰 : 𝟭𝟭𝟭𝟲

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟵/𝟭𝟰 | 𝘄𝗰 : 𝟭𝟬𝟯𝟵

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟭𝟬/𝟭𝟰 | 𝘄𝗰 : 𝟰𝟴𝟲

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟭𝟭/𝟭𝟰 | 𝘄𝗰 : 𝟰𝟳𝟲

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟭𝟮/𝟭𝟰 | 𝘄𝗰 : 𝟳𝟭𝟱

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟭𝟯/𝟭𝟰 | 𝘄𝗰 : 𝟱𝟬𝟮

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟭𝟰/𝟭𝟰 | 𝘄𝗰 :

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No harm done | jjk

➳pairing: detective!jungkook x suspect f!oc

➳genre: detective!au, angst, mystery, strangers to enemies to lovers, smut.

➳summary: on a random morning you wake up with a handsome stranger looming over you. once the haze is gone, you come to know that your uncle, who brought you up since you were a child, has been murdered yesterday night and the stranger is apparently the detective who’s looking over the case. more badly, he’s suspecting you. will you be able to prove your innocence?

— masterlist

➳rating & word count: 18+ ; ~5.5K

➳warnings: trigger warnings, mention of murder, blood, violence; explicit sexual content, stripping, sexual tension, unprotected sex (be safe!), rough sex, oral (m!receiving), vaginal fingering, nipple play, marking, choking, multiple orgasms (f!receiving), desk sex, sir kink — this is fictional and doesn’t represent jungkook in any way!

➳a/n: hi loves! i’m here with the rewrite of ‘troublemaker’ as i promised! this is a fast and wild ride, enjoy ♡!! thank you so much to @outromoni for making me this beautiful banner! This is unedited, forgive me for my mistakes!

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The observant and cautious eyes of the eminent detective, Jeon Jungkook, sweeps over the tainted crime scene. His lips are pressed together in a thin line and his brows are furrowed from the numerous possibilities running through his mind. If he understands something by now, it’s that Mr. Emery’s murder was out of pure rage. The body has been sent to the postmortem already. But the dark patches of blood on the expensive carpet are telling a story of their own.

He has a hunch that it’s someone close to him. Someone who probably wasn’t happy with his decision and during an argument they lost their mind and committed the murder. Most probably unintentional but still, crime is crime.

Without the need to turn around, Jungkook can feel someone’s presence behind his back. Fixing the little creases on his coat, he turns around. The sorrowful, broken form of the victim’s wife almost makes him frown. But, being the professional he is, he clears his throat. “Can I help you with anything?”

He notices the way anger burns in her mournful eyes, her hands turning into fists. “Do you know who did it? I hope that moron burns in–”

“Ahem.” he steadily interrupts, “I’ve just started considering all the clues and once I’m done, I’ll start interrogating the family members. Please be patient.”

She sighs. “Fine. I’ll leave you to your work.”

“Thank you for understanding and cooperating.” He nods.

As soon as she leaves the room, he rolls up his sleeves, his muscles flexing as he stretches his figure. He decides to look around the bedroom yet again. Jungkook wants to make sure that he’s gathering every possible clue from the crime scene which can come handy to find the culprit.

After a few minutes of thorough lookout, he finds an intricate lace button. It clearly belongs to one of the ladies of the Emery family. He picks it up in his gloved hand, the sunlight making it glisten like a twinkling star. With a knowing smirk, he waves one of his assistants, the next step he’s about to take already set up in his mind.

In the living room, Jungkook gathers all the family members, carefully noticing the nervousness and sorrow painted in their eyes. After moments of stretched, uncomfortable silence, he finally speaks up, “Visit me in the library one by one.”

The victim’s son is the first person to knock on the library door.

“Can you recall any recent arguments, or disagreements your father had with someone in the past few days?”

“Well... Dad is– sorry, I mean..” Rafael stops, swallowing heavily.

“It’s alright.”

“Yeah... Dad was a really level-headed person. But probably 2 weeks ago he had a disagreement with y/n. It was about her being single, I think? Not sure, but I don’t think that it affected their father-daughter like relationship. Actually sometimes...”

“Sometimes?” Jungkook asks, taking notes in his mind.

“Nothing, it just feels like he loves y/n more than his own child haha. But it’s alright, I’ve seen them like this since my childhood.”

“I see. Do you have something else to say? What about the decision of his business empire he made?”

“He kept me out of his business. And I personally don’t have any interest in it. I’m a wildlife photographer, my passion is entirely different in comparison with his.”

“Oh, I see.”

~

Mr. Emery’s wife enters the library as the second person.

“Just wanted to ask, is this button yours? In any case, just trying to make sure.” The detective shows her the evidence bag.

“No, no! Not mine!! I don’t have any dresses like that!!”

“Please calm down, I’m not here to arrest you. Just asking.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to burst out like that... I’m just going through a lot. Losing my husband so suddenly has affected me.” She mumbles the last sentence, a lone tear rolling down her cheek.

“I understand that.” Jungkook nods, continuing with a sigh.

“I heard from Rafael that your husband had a disagreement with y/n… do you happen to know what was that about?”

“Ah… yeah. He was not happy with the fact that his orphan niece is still not settled down with one of the suitors he recommended.” She replies, her voice sounding… bitter.

“Thank you for your input. You’re free to go, for now.”

~

The housemaid is up next.

“So Nini. For how long are you working for the Emery’s?”

“It’ll be 4 years in a few months.”

“That’s a long time! So you’ve earned their trust I assume?”

“Hehe, I hope so.” She shrugs.

“Okay, so do you happen to know anything about this button?”

“Uhm... that button– that button is probably from a fancy lace covered crop top of y/n.”

“Are you sure?”

“I think so. She has so many of them! And the buttons in those tops look like this as far as I remember.”

“That’s interesting.” He hums thoughtfully, putting the evidence bag away.

~

The sound of Jungkook’s impatient feet padding against the sleek wooden floor echoes through the spacious library. After waiting for a bit more, he groans, “Sammy! I’m waiting for 45 minutes now, where the hell is the niece of the victim??”

Squinting his eyes, Sammy pokes his head in, his voice nervous. “Um, sir I asked the maid–”

“Get straight to the point.”

“She’s still sleeping... and she’s not informed yet about the murder...”

Jungkook snaps his eyes shut, pinching the bridge of his nose. Gosh, he fucking hates lazy, spoilt girls. Who the fuck sleeps at 11 am?

As if on impulse, he decides to wake her up by himself. He takes a few deep breaths and unbuttons his shirt around his chest. He’s furious, and he really wants to put the damn girl in her place.

“Sammy! Where the hell is her room?”

“On the 2nd floor I think.”

“I’ll just ask the maid. You know that you shouldn’t answer unless you’re sure about it!!”

“I’m sorry sir...”

Jungkook strides out of the library without another word. He spots Nini in the living room.

“Hey! Can you tell me where’s the room of y/n?”

“Oh... Why?” She looks at him, taken aback.

“I need to interrogate her.” he states coldly.

“I’m sorry but we haven’t told her anything yet–”

He interrupts the maid, “That doesn’t bother me.”

Nini looks around helplessly. “Please understand, it’s a family decision. Her uncle was all she had, her parents died when she was 7 months old and–”

He groans, “Oh please, I don’t have the time to listen to your sappy stories. I have work to do.”

“It’s the reality not a sappy–”

“You know what? I’ll find her room on my own.” With that, Jeon Jungkook stomps off, frustration running through his veins. People like this make him angry.

On the 2nd floor, he stands in front of a beautifully crafted wooden door, and for some reason, he feels in his guts that this is the room of the girl.

Cautiously, he turns the doorknob, just slightly surprised to find it unlocked. He peeks inside, a beautiful, sculpted female curled up in the bed. He enters the room stealthily, his body freezing at the gorgeous sight he’s met with.

There you are, with nothing but a sheer white nightie and a pair of pastel pink panties. Your mesmerizing face is completely rested as you sleep peacefully. The white nightie is short, so short that he clearly sees your cute butt, the delicate lace of your thong barely holding it together.

Next, his eyes trail up to your navel, belly and breasts… Jungkook can feel his cock twitching in the confines of his pants when he notices your perky nipples through the sheer material.

For a moment, he just thinks how it will feel to have you pinned against the mattress, his lips around your sweet, sweet nipples and his cock deep buried inside your cunt, your pillowy lips parted as he fucks you, taking out all the frustration he’s feeling right now. It would feel like heaven, he imagines.

Damn it! Get your shit together!

What is he thinking about? It’s unethical and against his morals to imagine having sex with a potential suspect, but fuck this! His traitorous body speaks otherwise.

Cursing himself for letting his guard slip, he takes a deep, steadying breath, forcing away all the inappropriate thoughts and ignoring the semi-hardness in his boxers. He needs to get back to his zone.

Sighing inaudibly, he approaches you, clearing his throat loudly. You whine in response, turning around so that your back is facing him. And almost immediately, his gaze focuses on your nightie falling aside, revealing your juicy ass.

He grits his teeth, trying to look away from where your panties have slid aside, the moist folds of you out in display. That paired up with the sound you just made, the detective feels his blood running south.

After a long moment of struggle, he looks away, regretting his decision to wake her up by himself. What the hell exactly was he thinking?! This is a disaster.

Jungkook reaches out to grab your forearm, the tip of his fingers softly brushing against the side of your soft breast.

“Later, Nini.” You let out a whimper, moving your hand away. That causes his palm to fall on the swell of your breast. For a fleeting second he grazes the gentle flesh, retracting his hand the next second as if it got burnt. He needs to stop, he really does.

The sound of the bed squeaking takes his attention, and he finds you stretching on the bed. Your long legs and torso straighten, your breasts standing tall like two dollops of ice cream with a cherry on top. Almost hypnotized by the scene, the detective looms over your figure, really wanting to rip off your skimpy clothes and ruin you right here, right now. From this close, he can inhale the sweet fruity scent of you, his mouth watering.

You feel someone’s hot breath fanning over your cleavage, softly writhing from the feeling before you flutter your eyes open. You’re immediately met with an insanely handsome stranger hovering over you, his eyes drinking you in. You bite down your lower lip, his tattooed hands, his firm, flat chest, the prominent bulge in his pants gathering wetness between your legs. His strong, dominant aura makes you swoon. Even though he’s a stranger, you’ll absolutely let him ruin your body. You can’t remember the last time you’ve desired someone this badly.

He finally meets your eyes, swallowing nervously and backing away. The crackling sexual tension between you and this stranger leaves you panting softly, your chest going up and down in a rhythm, making him run his fingers through his hair.

“Get dressed. I have work to do.” he scoffs, looking away.

Puffing out your lower lip, you whine, “Excuse me? You don’t get to break into my room and order me around! Who are you? Should I call the police?”

He chuckles. “The police report to me, sweetheart.”

“Wh– what?! Why? You’re lying!”

“I’m not lying. Get dressed. I do not wish to interrogate you in this state.”

Interrogation? About what?

Knowing very well that he’s lying, you come up with a plan to crack him up. Feeling rebellious, you pull out your nightie, your boobs jiggling as you look back at him, challenge in your eyes. He coughs, “Faster, or I’ll handcuff you and take you out just like this.”

Smirking, you stand up on your bed, turning back and wiggling your ass, shimmying out of your panties. “Maybe you can handcuff me and we can have some fun here...”

With your feet, you fling the piece of clothing back on the floor. You look back to catch him gawking at your naked form. But he clears his throat and looks soon after you turn around.

“Are you gonna get ready or what?”

You get down from the bed, walking up to him with a pout, “Why? Don’t you like what you see?”

You trail your finger down his chest, stopping right over his belt. He sucks in a shaky breath. “Are you trying to seduce the law? Do you know that you can get into jail for this?”

Not looking up, you softly stroke the tent in his pants, whispering, “But your body is speaking otherwise.”

He grips on your wrists roughly, his voice almost a growl, “Keep your hands to yourself, don’t test my fucking patience because I barely have any left!”

A flash of surprise and fear crosses your eyes, and you back off. The sudden wave of shame crashes down on you, and you cover your body with your hands and cross your legs together. Taking the note, he turns around to give you privacy, warning you, “You have 5 minutes.”

With shaky limbs, you head towards your closet, putting on a pair of denim, a monochrome tank top, and a black leather jacket in hopes that it’ll make you look tough. But what you don’t know is that two brown irises follow your every single movement.

Once you’re done, you tap on his shoulder, not daring to look at him. He takes the hold of your wrist, and you feel the warmth of him transferring to your skin.

Strangely enough, he takes you to the library, the anxious glances of your family members catching you off-guard. What is happening?

Inside, he motions you to take a seat. You sit down, not wanting to mess with the stranger anymore. From a drawer, he takes out a sealed packet, producing a familiar button from it.

“Is this yours?”

You throw him a questioning glance, “Yeah... why?”

“It was found in your uncle’s bedroom, where he was murdered last night.”

Deafening silence.

“So? Spill the beans, how’d it get there?”

You shake your head in disbelief, stuttering, “Who– who are you to say that?! How dare you lie to me about my uncle like that... He– I’ll go call him you’re a–”

“He’s in postmortem. I don’t think that he’ll answer you.” he shots back, his voice incredibly lacking warmth.

You choke out a sob, looking at him furiously. “Stop lying! Is this some sort of a prank?”

“Your uncle was murdered! You really think that me, Jeon Jungkook is here to prank you?!”

You stand up, glaring at him through tears, “You are Jeon Jungkook? Where’s the proof?”

Almost immediately he shoves his ID badge in your face, your heart sinking as you look at it. “JEON JUNGKOOK” — it says.

You know who Jeon Jungkook is. He’s probably the most trusted and consistent detective working with the state police.

“You mean– uncle... He– he—”

“Yes.”

Sobs escape you, your whole body trembling from the impact of his words. Ignoring your situation, he questions, “So? How did this button get there? You better have some good explanation because you’re on thin fucking ice.”

You shake your head violently, blinded by the tears, “I don’t know anything. Please leave me alone, I- I need to–”

Jungkook grips on your shoulder, “If you refuse to answer me here I’ll have to take you to my office.”

You snivel, covering your face with your hands, “Are you a human? Do you not understand that–”

“Oh I am a human, and after dealing with so many criminals I know what to do when things get messy.”

Unsure what to say further, you just look at him helplessly, “Are you implying that I’m the– the one who did it?”

Rolling his eyes, he crosses his arms around his chest, “Oh please. Don’t act so innocently. We both know that you’re not.”

Your head hanging low from the emotions, you choke out, “Listen I don’t know what you think but you need to understand my position–”

“Spoilt little girl.” he mutters under his breath as he shakes his head before calling out, “Sammy! Come here!”

His assistant comes inside, throwing you a pitying look. You try to control your breathing as two men discuss.

“Tell the house maid to find the top this button is from. We need to check it.”

Sammy nods, going outside. The detective looks at you with interest. “Get up, we’re going back to my office.”

After 2 hours of interrogation and several mental breakdowns, you rest your face on the ice cold metallic table. Your temperature is slightly high from all the stress and crying, and the cold surface stings your skin.

“Did you visit your uncle last night in his bedroom?” Jungkook repeats the same question for the hundredth time.

You shake your head no, your eyes cloudy as you feel yourself losing your consciousness. He gets behind your chair, holding you upright as he asks again, completely relentless about it.

“Okay so let’s pretend that you’re not the main suspect. Who do you think can do this to your uncle?”

You stand up, facing him with hatred in your eyes, “Can’t you just stop?!”

“Oh? So are you confessing that it was you?” he quirks his eyebrow.

Rage fills up your whole body, and you scream at him, “How many times have I told you that I didn’t do anything!? Why don’t you understand?! He was the only person I had left in my family!”

He sighs, clicking his tongue. “I’d love to believe you. But then again, you had a fight with your uncle a few weeks ago about your relationship status. Plus, a button from one of your crop tops was found in the spot. Do you think that I’m stupid?”

You hold your head in your hands, groaning, “But that doesn’t prove anything! I fought with him because he wanted me to marry someone he likes but I’m not ready for marriage. And I haven’t worn that top since last month!”

Jungkook taps his fingers against the table. “So he was pressuring you to marry. Sounds like you had enough reasons to push him out of your way.”

“What? Are you kidding right now? I’d never do that! I can’t just kill my uncle because he didn’t agree with me!” You protest, tired of defending yourself.

“Okay then what about the decision he made? Are you happy with the new outlook of his business empire?” He presses further.

You roll your eyes. “I’m a self-made woman. I was never interested in his business or whatsoever. It’s too much for me so I chose my own way.”

He opens his mouth to say something, but the impatient knock on the door interrupts. “Come on in.” he says loudly.

Sammy enters the room, handing him a file. “The postmortem report is in, sir.”

The detective takes it immediately, walking away from your seat. “Thank you, you may go.”

You gulp as he leaves, every cell in your brain practically screaming at you to ask Jungkook about the report. Different types of emotions show up on the canvas of his face, and you keep your eyes fixed on him. Suddenly, he gets up, catching your wrist and pulling you up. You shriek, “What are you doing? Ugh–”

“Shut up. We need your fingerprints immediately.” He cuts you off, urging you to move. You look at him with glazed eyes.

“Fine. Go ahead. Finally I’ll be free of your dumb accusations.”

He stays silent, but his glare speaks volumes.

After another tense hour spent arguing with Jungkook, you come back to the office with Sammy. “When the heck is your boss coming back?” you ask.

“Soon. Please be patient. If you’re truly innocent then you’ll be free to go after he comes back with results from the lab. He’s consulting with Dr. Ramsey.”

“Fine.” You huff, crossing your arms around your chest.

To your surprise, the detective comes back within an hour, a grim expression on his face. “Go inside. I need to talk with Sammy.”

You nod, heading into the interrogation cell without any further ado. You lick your dry lips, your heart thrumming in your chest. What are the results?

Jungkook enters the room swiftly, his hands turned into fists. You nervously look at his cold, brown eyes, a surge of fear taking over you.

“Your fingerprint… it did not match. You’re free to go, for now. But, you’ll be called if the case takes different turns.” he explains.

Anger and frustration bubbles up in you, and before you know, your hand is planted against his cheek with a rough slap. He growls like a wounded animal, twisting your hand and backing you up against the desk. The pain makes you scream, and you struggle to take your hand away from his iron grip, “It hu–hurts!”

“Let it.” he grits his teeth, “How dare you slap me?!”

“It was well deserved! You asshole! You’re inhuman to make me mmh—”

He captures your lips in a bruising kiss, his teeth sinking on your lower lip. You gasp in surprise, and using this to his advantage, Jungkook enters you, biting your tongue. A moan escapes you, his taste intoxicating as he ravages your mouth like a starved animal. Your knees buckle from the feeling, but before your legs can give up, he holds you tightly, pulling you into his body. His hardened erection presses against your belly.

You mewl, your head lolling back in pleasure. Getting the access to your neck, he pulls out your jacket, his teeth scraping on the sensitive skin of your neck. He alternates between soft licks and hard bites. You thread your fingers through his silky black hair, crying out in pleasure.

“You like that, huh?”

Humming, you tug on his shirt, the buttons flying away as you pull it away with haste. You need to feel his skin against yours.

He looks at you intensely, picking you up to settle you on the desk. His hands quickly work you out of your clothes, not stopping until you’re completely naked in front of him.

Kissing you passionately, Jungkook grabs your breasts, squeezing and kneading them, grunting in your ear, “You’ve teased me all day with godforsaken body, now it’s my time. To absolutely ruin you until you can’t fucking talk.”

You shudder, mumbling against his lips between heady, demanding kisses, “I thought you hate me? Jeon Jungkook? What about your ethics?”

He leans down to bite your left nipple briefly in response, flicking his tongue along it and biting gently on your breast. “Who told you that I hate you?”

You moan, encouraging him to go on. “Oh really? Your actions said otherwise.”

He takes your right nipple, hungrily sucking on it and grazing his teeth along it. “What actions? Like kissing you? And sucking your tits?”

“Lord…” you breathe out, reaching for his zipper and pulling his pants and boxers down.

“Fuck!” Jungkook groans, his rock hard cock springing out. It bobs lazily, the tip an angry shade of pink.

Your jaw hangs open, he has a beautiful, massive girth with veins. Your hands automatically brush over it gingerly. He kisses you again, boosting your confidence, your fingers now spreading his pre-cum beads on his tip.

He grunts, touching your foreheads together as you work on him.

“Can I.. taste you?” you offer.

Eyes hazy with lust, he nibbles on your lower lip, tangling his tongue with yours, “Call me sir, y/n. Beg me, tell me how much you want it.”

You feel your cunt throb, your voice merely a whisper, “Please sir, let me suck your cock. I need it so badly.”

Jungkook smirks, “Get on your knees.”

Within a blink, you sit down in front of him. Your mouth waters as you watch his fully erected cock, your tongue sticking out to lick his tip teasingly. His mouth parts softly, his eyes locking with yours when you play with his pink tip. You suck and dab on it with your tongue to gather up the pre-cum. His hand holds you by your hair, guiding your mouth on his full length, hissing with pleasure.

You slacken your jaw, trying to adjust to his dick while he forces you to take him whole, soon making you gag. “Can’t you take all of it?”

He throws you the most, self-satisfied and knowing smirk. With a few inches still left, tears gather in the corner of your eyes as you choke on his shaft, unable to take more of him.

Jungkook brushes away a lone tear lingering by your eye gently, whispering, “It’s alright... use your hands where you can’t reach.”

Nodding, you take his base in your hands, pumping and twisting it whilst bobbing your mouth up and down his length. He lets out a guttural groan, holding your face while you softly bite down on him, licking it to soothe the slight pain. You’ve never felt so nasty in your life, sucking and licking his cock like it’s your favorite popsicle.

“Oh fuck!”

He moans when you reach down to fondle with his balls, his hips bucking up to meet you halfway, his tip hitting the back of your throat, making you gag again. Smiling, he takes the lead, going in and out of your mouth rapidly, incoherent words leaving you. You keep your hands on his balls, looking up at him with the most submissive eyes you can master.

“Ah! Damn it!” Jungkook grunts, picking up pace and mumbling to himself. You close your eyes from the anticipation, squeezing his cock with your throat. He slams in your mouth for one last time before he pulls out reluctantly, ordering you, “Climb up on the desk.”

You comply without any words, spreading your legs instinctively, waiting for him to touch your pussy which throbs for attention. He looks at your spread out form, licking his lips before attacking your mouth. You moan eagerly, his fingers parting your folds while he tastes himself in your mouth.

You break the kiss, grasping on his shoulders as he pushes two digits inside your core, pumping you slowly. He drops open mouthed, wet kisses along your jaw and your shoulder. His fingers curl inside you suddenly, making you whimper. You rock your hips with his movements, squeezing his fingers with your inner walls whenever he hits the correct spot. His thumb finds your swollen nub, rubbing it in tight circles.

Burying your face in his shoulder, you muffle your gasps and moans. Soon, you start to pulsate around him. He sucks on the juncture of your neck and shoulder, murmuring, “Don’t hold back. I can feel that you’re close.”

And you feel your pussy clench around his fingers. You can sense his smile against your skin, his fingers easing you out after you’ve come.

You take your time to gather yourself. Once stable, you look up to meet his brown orbs, darkened with desire. Jungkook extracts his fingers out of you, putting them in his mouth one by one and sucking them clean, “So fucking delicious, aren’t you?”

Your cheeks get warm from the compliment as he wraps your legs around his waist, his member poking your entrance. You bite your lip, whimpering softly at the thrill of Jeon Jungkook’s cock wrapped around your labia. He grunts, and without a warning, he slides inside your cunt.

Both of you moan simultaneously from the sudden pleasure, his cock stretching your walls to fit in. Once he’s balls deep inside you, he kisses your forehead, relishing the feeling of your warm, drenched core around his shaft. He fills you so perfectly, like two pieces of the same puzzle.

He starts to move, agonizingly slow and gentle, his lips peppering butterfly kisses on your bare skin. But soon, he loses it, jerking his hips to fill you up all the way and pulling away until only his tip is inside you, slamming back to your hilt again.

A string of whimpers escape you, his voice low from desire. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to do this to you since I saw you. You’re a fucking goddess.”

You pant heavily, looking up at him with doe eyes, crying out and mumbling between his hard thrusts. “I’ve... aah– wanted you too.” He reaches for your clit, his speed fervent. “Since– since I saw you ogling me.”

Jungkook chuckles out, his cock tirelessly hitting your g-spot again and again. “So you caught me staring, huh?”

You kiss him hungrily, moaning in his mouth as his cock brushes against your cervix, “I liked it– oh!”

He angles up his hips, stimulating you differently, in a way that leaves you feeling mushy. He presses on your clit harder, watching his length disappear inside your cunt and reappearing. He smiles when he feels your pussy tensing around him, his voice soft, “You feel so good, y/n.”

“Jungkook–”

He rolls your clit in tight circles, his thrusts now touching your cervix each time. Soon you feel the pleasure coil in your lower belly tightening, your voice a prayer as it snaps. Pleasure waves crash down on your body, your inner walls clenching around his cock. He slows down, gathering your body in his arms as you recover from the orgasm, feeling like a mess. Through the haze, you could feel one thing, that his cock is still inside you, hard and throbbing. You gulp, knowing that he’s not done yet.

Jungkook softly pushes you down on the table, the cold metallic surface hitting your back, a tingle running down your spine. He hauls up your legs, putting them up on his shoulders and looking down at you with a newfound tenderness.

His cock slides inside your cunt, filling you up inch by inch until you two are one, again. His movements are rough and demanding, but there’s a fragile intimacy between you.

You close your eyes, feeling slightly dizzy from the friction between your bodies. Your moans are a silent prayer to him. It seems like the more he fills you, the more your want for him crests. His hold on your legs tighten, and you know that he’s close.

“Cum in me, Jungkook...” you look up at him through half-closed eyelids, your cunt pulsating around him, making him growl.

“That’s potentially a dangerous invitation. Are you sure? We aren’t using protection so–”

“I’m on birth control. Please... I need your cum in me.”

“Fuck!”

He nods, giving a few more sloppy thrusts and shuddering, thick, milky ropes of his seed filling you up. You scream his name, quaking as you reach your third orgasm, a low groan falling off his lips. “Y/n... You feel so– oh my god!”

Your walls clamping down on his cock catches him off-guard, his pelvic muscles contracting.

Silence fills up the room, only your heavy breathing echoing through the cold, dimly lit office. He pulls out carefully, carrying you to the nearby washroom and cleaning you up, and cleaning himself.

“Can you walk?” He asks, concern coloring his voice.

You sigh, shaking your head, “I don’t know...”

He cradles you in his arms, taking you to a bedroom that’s connected with his office by an elevator. The door to it is hidden and secured with a number lock.

He puts you down on the bed, kissing your forehead and whispering softly, “I’m so sorry for being a jerk earlier... And I’m so sorry for now, I shouldn’t have worn you out like this...”

You squeeze his hands, looking at him with pain flashing in your eyes, “You were really an asshole with me jungkook... I lost my only family and you were so rough with me about everything... And–”

You stop, your stomach sinking as the thought crosses your mind, “And what did I do? I fucked the detective who’s investigating his murder. I’m– such a horrible niece–”

He bites his lip, his fingers brushing away your tears when you curl up in a cocoon, shame, guilt, pain tearing your heart apart.

“It’s– it’s my fault... Please don’t blame yourself.” Jungkook holds you close, stroking your back while you sob in his arms.

“I promise I’ll find out who did that to your uncle, okay?” He kisses your neck. “In fact, Sammy should be back soon with the fingerprint results of the rest of the Emery family.”

He drapes a soft blanket over you, “Rest, sweetheart. I’ll let you know once I figure out everything.”

Jungkook comes back after another hour, and you sit up immediately, a lump in your throat. “Do you… do you know who did it?”

He sighs, biting his lower lip nervously, “It was Mrs. Emery. Her finger print was found on the button of your top, as well as on your uncle’s phone.”

Clouds of overwhelming emotions gather in your mind… and tears stream down your cheeks in a silent pain that only you know. He comes up to your side quickly, hugging you tightly and patting your back.

“I already sent the police to arrest her. I don’t know why she was trying to frame you, but… we’ll see I guess.”

His protective hands hold you close as sobs wreck your body. You mumble, holding onto him tightly, “I– she took the only person whom I had in my life.”

Jungkook kisses you softly, “Not anymore. You have me y/n.”

the end ♥

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We Are All Dreamers [M]

➬ Title | We Are All Dreamers

➬ Summary | Jeon Jungkook is a cocky bastard. Not only does he have the pride and insolence twice the size of his head, but he also has an anger that could open up the door to hell on itself. As he continues to refuse to believe on the soulmate system, he keeps on unknowingly hurting you, punishing you for what the universe has thrown at him in the past. Would he change his ways as he finally meets you? Or would you run away, giving him the exit that he had seemed to desire so greatly?

↳ Pairings | Jeon Jungkook x reader

↳ Genre | Enemies to Lovers!au, Soulmate!au, Smut, Angst

↳ Ratings | +18 / M for Mature

↳ Warning | Heavy angst at the beginning, slow burn, lots of misunderstandings but lots of make-up sex happening, virgin sex/first time, penetration sex, dom!kook, possessive sex, dirty talk, minor degradation, slight breast play, body worship, pussy eating (some biting might be involved), fingering (f receiving; vaginal).

↳ Word count | 16,5k words (I went a little overboard, I’m so sorry but I can’t help myself *cries*)

↳ Music Companion | Lone Wolf - Our Love | Evrdo - Images |

➬ Author’s Note | Written as a commission for @mindays​. I’m sorry this took so long. I also made a little twist from your request to add some (more) drama, but I really hope you’ll enjoy this. Thank you so much for commissioning me :)  | Also tagging @ladyartemesia​ for chipping in some ideas through the comments left behind on my post to help me out with this lol

Had someone ever asked you how often times you had spent hours and long nights researching and reading everything there was to know about soulmates, perhaps you would have died of embarrassment.

It is not so much that you are completely obsessed about it—particularly about finding yours—it is just that you have had too many questions about it to not be able to just sit in idle and wait until the universe would finally give you some answers or tell you more than what it had been showing you.

Dreams, sometimes vivid, mostly vague. Each one had been coming to you in broken fragments as a sign that your soulmate truly exists. That the universe had set you up with another human being somewhere out there for you to find.

They don’t always come to you every time you sleep at night yet its arrival had always been unpredictable, coming at the most unexpected times.

You honestly cannot remember exactly when the dreams had first started coming to you. It must have been somewhere around your early teen years, or maybe longer. Perhaps you have had them way before then, yet you simply did not pay much attention to it since you obviously have had no clue of what they were all about.

You had only begun to understand more about it as you grew older, when you started hearing about what people had said about soulmates and the signs given to each person whenever they had been paired up with someone else.

The only problem was, people had always talked about soulmates and the journey of finding one another as a wonderful experience that had people yearning to encounter their own. They had talked about them as a wonderful mixture between excitements and thrills, as the search and anticipation give people more purpose.

For you, this soulmate searching business had been nothing but frustrating, infuriating, and yet, somewhere deep down, you still have hopes of finding yours.

Most of the times.

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⊹₊ ⋆ “fill me, fill you, I got some love, feel me, feel you, I got some love,”

TAGS — boyfriend!taehyung, domesticity, spoon fuck, porn with tiny to no plot, fluff, ptd las vegas setting <3

WORD COUNT — 2 k

Las Vegas at night is so pretty, you think, the hotel has a beautiful view of the strip below and you like seeing the lights of the cars moving in and out of the streets. You can hear music being played from afar and hear the cheers of drunk people on the street as people go on and live their night life.

The moonlight shines through the glass and pours into the room. It's dimly lit and the room is quiet save for the sounds of people down below and the occasional hotel guest passing by the door. As for you, you're caught up in Taehyung's tight hold as he sleeps behind you pressed closely.

Taehyung had been utterly drained after the concert so the two of you went back to unwind. You both had a nice shower, ate some food, and cuddled whilst watching random Netflix shows. You'd say it was a pretty chill night in.

At some point you both fall asleep huddled close together with Taehyung spooning you from the back. You find comfort in his arms and snuggle closer out of habit. You both joked about how the both of you seem to have separation anxiety. Hence the reason you always sleep close together no matter the place.

You open your bleary eyes at one point in the night. You're confused as to why you woken up but make no move to get out of bed. You couldn't even if you wanted to because Taehyung's got his arms tightly wound around you. You reach over blindly for your phone and check the time.

"Two am?" You mumble, hissing when the brightness of your phone blinds you.

The TV is still on in the background and you're just laying there trying to figure out whether you want to go back to sleep or not. It's hot under the covers and you feel very uncomfortable given that Taehyung's the main source of all this heat. You wiggle away a little, huffing as you shove the comforter down and kick your legs out.

Taehyung grunts in his sleep, arm blindly trying to bring you back in. You lay there relishing in the cool air that feels so good against your hot skin. Maybe it wasn't fair to put the whole blame on Taehyung.. you were wearing his hoodie and warm fuzzy socks (in your defense these socks were extremely soft on your feet).

You manage to stumble out of bed (you don't have a clue how) and do minuscule things like go pee and get a glass of water. You come back minutes later, remote in hand intending to watch a little bit of TV now that you're more awake. Taehyung's awake in bed now too, eyes adjusting to the small amount of light from the TV as he sits there confused.

"Where did you go?" He rasps out.

"Was too hot." You simply reply and climb back into bed with him.

Taehyung flops back down and lays his arm across as he waits for you to get back in his arms. You shuffle closer and curl up against him with your eyes set on the TV. You can tell he's just as awake as you are now, he must have cut off any drowsiness and woken up just now.

You remain in pure silence just watching an episode of the show that's on and Taehyung just resting his eyes as he hums quietly. He gently strokes your back in a comforting manner. He goes from the top of your head all the way down to your back.

Truthfully you don't feel it given that you're in his thick hoodie. His little show of affection doesn't last long because he's letting his hand drop down to your ass. He cups a cheek with his large hand and gives it a gentle but firm squeeze.

"Tae." You mumble and reach back to swat his hand away.

Taehyung gives a closed eye smile as he cheekily runs his fingertip along your thigh. He goes up until his finger slides under the hem of your shorts and circles around the flesh of your ass cheek. You huff softly, giving in because he's probably in one of his moods now.

"I thought you were tired." You softly tease.

Taehyung doesn't answer straight away, he's playing around in there as he gently smacks the palm of his hand on your ass. He likes the feeling of your soft flesh rippling/jiggling in return. You hear him audibly swallow, adams apple bobbing in a way that has you staring.

His touch alone is enough to get you going but the fact that you're both so pressed up together has you weak. You're imagining all the things you could be doing right about now as your panties grow hot and your clit throbs just a little. Him playing with your ass doesn't help either.

"I was," Taehyung finally answers, "but now I'm bored." Code word for: I'm horny now.

You pout to yourself and quietly go back to watching your show. Your silence is taken as a 'go on' on his behalf as he scans your adorable face for any signs of discomfort. Once given a (subtle) green light he goes back to teasing you and just letting his hands run over your body.

Taehyung manages to grip the waistband of your shorts and tug them down. He pats your thigh and you aid him in sliding them off, you're left in your favorite pair of panties—frilly and cute. Taehyung runs his hands up and down your bare thigh, occasionally cupping your ass and giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Fuck," he swore quietly, "you brought them." He mumbled and played with the elastic band of your panties.

"They're comfy." You softly whisper and bury your face deeper into his chest. "Tae... please..?"

"I got you baby." Taehyung gently moves you to the opposite side of him, facing the TV as he slides up behind you.

You feel Taehyung up against your back as he spoons you once more like before. Your breath hitches when he dips his hand into your panties, his cold fingers press up against your soft folds. He runs them up and down, collecting some slick before using that to flick your sensitive clit.

"Ohh.." You moan softly, there's a low squelch in the background as his slippery finger rubs over your clit in quick motions.

Taehyung is breathing a little more shallow against your ear, his fingers move faster along your sensitive pussy. Occasionally he pushes his fingers in but doesn't fuck you with them, instead he pulls them back out and circles the wet digits around your clit.

The slide is so slippery you barely feel much stimulation but the occasional tingle down there. You whine impatiently and push your ass back against his hips, "Stop teasing," you whine.

"Teasing? Just getting you ready for my cock baby." He lowly grunts in your ear.

You bite your lip and reach behind you to stroke over his hard bulge, "I don't need to prep, can take you like that. Want it to hurt a little." You softly breathe out.

“You sure?” Taehyung doesn’t stop his ministrations as he continues to coax more wetness out of you. He’s unsure if he even wants to listen since he doesn’t want you to be hurting the next day. “Just a few more seconds baby,”

You suppress the urge to huff and throw a mini fit, but a part of you knows if you take him like that you won’t be walking at all. Taehyung gently fingers you open, sliding two fingers knuckles deep as he pumps them in and out at a slow pace.

He leans down to spread soft kisses down your neck, sticking to one spot he usually likes to leave his marks on. Your hand shakily slips into his shorts, mouth watering when your hand comes into contact with his throbbing cock. You gently grip him, stroking him slowly since it’s a dry fit.

“Fuck baby,” Taehyung pants as he moves his fingers faster, “eager to get fucked?”

“Please,” you bite your lip and cup his balls, “can’t wait anymore ‘m drippin’ for you..”

Taehyung grunts softly and manages to push his cock out of his boxers, the material sitting just under his balls. He doesn’t bother to fully strip them off and manages to snap your panties to the side where they dig into your fat ass cheek. “Hold yourself open for me,” he breathes out and strokes his cock with a free hand.

You bury your face in the pillow and reach behind you to hold yourself open for him. He curses at the sight of your glistening pussy, hole winking back at him as if it were calling out to him. You feel him moments later pressing into you, cock breaching the rim as he slowly pushes himself in.

Your mouth falls open and no sound escapes you. He’s stuffed deep inside, pussy feeling full and stretched out despite his small prep session. You grip the pillow tightly and squirm just a little as he bottoms out with a wet slap!

“Shit… did so good for me,” he mumbles out and strokes over your thigh idly, “gonna move now okay?”

“P-Please,” you softly moan.

He slowly works his hips back, cock sliding smoothly due to the excess slick your pussy gushed out beforehand. He gripped your hip tightly, holding you steady and firmly whilst he pumped his hips back and forth. Taehyung was softly panting against your ear as he rolled his hips quickly.

“So fucking good,” he moans out quietly, “fuck, you’re so wet for me.” He groans.

There’s an audible wet smacking noise every time he bottoms out inside of you. His balls slap against you in tandem with his thrusts and it makes you mewl quietly. Your toes are curled from how good this angle is, how full you feel. His cock does nothing but make you see stars.

“Taehyung–” you choke up, “r-right there,” you squirm and push back against him to meet his thrusts.

Taehyung hisses softly when your pussy tightens around him, “Shit baby loosen up, can’t move like this.” He said, grinding his hips into you and moving in figure of eights.

You whimper loudly and manage to relax a little so he could move more freely. You’re meeting him thrust for thrust as the bed shuffles with your intense movements. The TV is long forgotten now as soft moans and grunts travel through the now humid room. It stinks like sex and you’re both panting now.

He scoots forward to shove into you hard, hand tightening on your hip as he uses it as leverage. “y/n,” he moans out as his head flops on to the pillow and sighs in pleasure, “oh fuck baby I’m gonna cum.”

“I’m–mmm–close too,” you reach down shakily to rub at your clit in fast circles.

The desperation in your sloppy movements only bring your orgasm closer and closer. It comes barreling into you, your pussy quivers and throbs around his cock. More wetness coats his cock and creates a lewd squelching mess between the two of you. Taehyung’s mouth falls open as he mindlessly ruts into you for a few more minutes.

A guttural groan leaves him, hips stilling as he cums deep inside. His cock throbs for the duration of his orgasm and he’s left shaky and breathing harshly. “Shit,” he sighs, “shit.” Slowly he pulls out of you, watching as his soft cock slips out alongside a string of his cum and your cum.

You pant softly into the pillow, eyes closed and thighs shaky. The room is quiet save for your soft panting and Taehyung’s labored breathing. You both lay there bonelessly, too tired to get up and clean yourselves. The events of the day before catch up and once again you’re both tired out.

“I love you.” He softly speaks into the quiet room.

A tiny smile forms on your lips, “.. I love you too.”

Jeon empire - bonus | jjk

⏤ main pairing : ceo!jungkook x female reader

⏤ genre : ceo au, daddy jungkook au, smut, angst and fluff

⏤ summary : Jungkook is a man you’ve always admired for all he has accomplished in his professional career and working for him was your dream. But never have you thought that that same man would be the one you’d have sex with every night and that would drive you crazy.  

⏤ author’s note : hi loves, so this is a little bonus that i wrote randomly while watching a movie and i thought that i could post this as a little plus while you wait for the second part. i am sorry again to make you wait but i promise that it would be worth the wait. take care and love you all 💜

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