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sleepy jungkook by @onlyswan

go to town by @jeong-gukk

two for the show by @ki-yomii

theres no way by @redjoonie

not in the way you think by @jungkookstatts

puzzle by @kimvvantae

two point five by @bratkook

our not so secret secret by @thvhoe

WILD THOUGHTS by @sxtaep

just desserts by @aseaofyoongi

colour me in by @taegularities

practice by @chryblossomjjk

KISS ME MORE by @gimmethatagustd

oranger by @jeonqkooks

nobody by @whatifyoulivelikethat

just to study

sleepyhead

by @jkstompers

new perfume by @just4koo

the five year plan by @jknoah

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SUGA in every Run BTS! episode ♡ ep. 68

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lips - jungkook x reader (m)

reader with her head hanging off the bed and jungkook fucking her throat in a 69 position. the end.

warning: pwp, occasional name calling, use of the word ‘forced’ but everything is entirely consensual, breath play, cum shots, oral (m and f receiving), jungkook’s a slight brat

words: 1,192

unedited but just wanted to write this thought out before i lost motivation to do it

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"Come on, baby, you can take my cock better than that," Jungkook cooed, pulling his hips back slightly to give you some breathing room. Tears streamed down your cheeks and spit pooled around your lips as you coughed and sputtered.

Your head was hanging off the edge of your shared bed while Jungkook pistoned his cock back and forth in your throat, your nose hitting against his pubic bone as he relentlessly penetrated your mouth. Clothes were long discarded to the side and both of you were laid bare before each other.

Jungkook's hands were tightly gripping your hips, pushing you down into the bed. He used you as leverage to slowly withdraw himself from your warm tongue, inch by inch, before pushing back in to feel you engulf him gradually. He loved the sensation of your wet mouth slowly enveloping him.

You wanted to respond to his cocky remark, but the situation you were in didn't allow for it. You were completely at Jungkook's mercy, being used as nothing more than a receptacle for his sexual pleasure. Your arousal flooded out of your eager hole just at the thought.

"Aw, is somebody dripping for me? Getting so wet while being throat fucked by your boyfriend, huh?" You jumped as you felt his pointer and ring fingers parting your labia, with his middle finger gently rubbing over your swollen clit. "I bet this is where you want my cock, isn't it, baby? You want it deep inside this pussy, I know it. I can feel how badly you want it on my fingers, you little whore.”

Your moans vibrated down Jungkook's shaft, causing him to stutter in shock. His pace quickened, almost as if to retaliate for your teasing. You would have giggled if you weren't otherwise occupied. It seemed like he could sense your pleasure at his unexpected reaction, prompting him to quickly dip his head and take a long lick up your folds. "How do you like it?" he asked, his taunting voice filled with desire.

Your tongue disengaged, and your mouth hung open wider as you felt the sensation of his tongue exploring your sensitive area. It playfully flicked your aching clit before pushing down and dragging his tongue in a figure eight motion around it. The pressure of his hot, panting mouth against you made your skin feel as though it was on fire. Your pussy clenched around air as you couldn't help but let out moans that spilled past your lips.

Reminding you of what you were supposed to be doing, Jungkook pressed his hips against your face, urging you to get back to work. Despite the overwhelming pleasure that clouded your senses, you persisted in licking up and down his throbbing cock and taking it as deep down your throat as humanly possible.

Your tongue gently suctioned against him, each sensual suck causing waves of pleasure to surge up his spine. It was so addictive; he only wished he could see your face as he forced you to take everything he gave you. He'd bet you looked fucked out and ethereal, and he hadn't even actually fucked you yet. He wanted to shoot one load of his cum down your dirty throat before he got to that yet, though.

As his tongue continued to slurp up your wetness and wiggle its way deep into where you craved him the most, your throat wrapped around his cock and constricted around it, pushing and pulling him with the muscles of your throat to compensate for the lack of physical space to move up and down. The sound of his whimpers and his messy devouring of your pussy filled the air, while the mixture of saliva and your essence between your thighs spread out further and further.

Your own saliva was steadily beginning to coat your face more and more, your lips red and inflamed, shiny with copious amounts of saliva. Jungkook wasn't any better, his face smothered with a mixture of saliva and vaginal fluid as he pushed his tongue deeper and deeper inside you. His tongue dragged against your tightening walls, intensifying the sensations to the point where you could've screamed.

As time went on, you felt your legs spreading wider and wider, eagerly inviting the raven-haired boy on top of you to offer you more and more. Your desire for him grew stronger with each passing moment, craving everything he was willing to give you.

‘Slap!’ His hand came down against your cunt, furiously rubbing as his speed quickened. You could tell his orgasm was approaching, and the way he was manipulating you under his skilled fingers meant you weren't far behind. His moans increased in volume, and he softly grunted as one of your hands came up to stroke his base, while your tongue still suckled his tip to give your bruised and battered throat a much-needed break.

“Come on, baby, cum for me,” Jungkook groaned, his jaw aching and his tongue strained as he rubbed your needy cunt. “Give it to me, you fucking slut. Fucking cum.”

A final, prolonged cry escaped your lips, but was immediately muffled as Jungkook took advantage of your open mouth and thrust his dick as deep as it could go. He whimpered and moaned as he ejaculated deep inside you, the warm, salty, and slightly tangy fluid settling at the back of your throat. The intense pressure that had built up in your abdomen snapped like a rubber band, causing a rush of blood to your head and making your vision fill with stars.

Jungkook lay still on top of you, his face pressed firmly into your tummy as he took deep breaths to ground himself. His hands lifted off your hips and grabbed onto your quivering, plump thighs, squeezing and kneading as he recovered. Unfortunately, you couldn't swallow like this, and the way it was slowly dripping down your throat made you feel like you were about to choke - and not in a good way.

Frantic taps against his legs made him jump off of you, worry etched into his face and his eyebrows furrowed as he scanned you over. Apologies and questions quickly tumbled from his mouth, his eyes scanning you in concern. You quickly swallowed whatever was left in your mouth, grimacing as you felt the burning sensation in your throat.

"I'm okay, I'm okay," you laughed, eyes closed and chest heaving as you tried your best to catch your breath. "I just couldn't swallow everything with your cock still in my mouth.”

"Oh," Jungkook smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment. But one glance at your plush, alluring body made his blood rush straight to his cock. In a flash, he crawled onto the bed and settled in front of you.

The movement of the bed jostled you, causing your eyes to open as you took in your surroundings. Hands gripped onto your legs, pulling you forcefully away from the edge of the bed. You let out a yelp, but instantly realized what was happening as you felt the tip of his cock brush against your empty cunt.

“We aren’t done here.”

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Jungkook from the Mafia so hot haa my boy ❤️‍🔥💋🥵🫠i love you .

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Tattooed Hearts

Genre: No one to someone Tattoo artist! Jungkook X Reader

Summary: What happened to us? Why did we end up like this? It was only a one time thing. Now it’s ruined us both.

Warnings: fluff, angst, smut, mentions of hookups, insults, arguing, blood, mentions of period

Edit: Hey guys, I got this idea for some reason and was thinking of making it into a series, so let me know if you enjoy it and want a part two :)

Pt II • Pt III • Pt IV • Pt V

*** You weren’t one to put out, always waiting for the one person who made you feel special. But you never seemed to feel that, except for when you were with Jungkook. He made you special, he made you happy, he made you feel loved. Maybe giving yourself to him was your mistake, but how could you not? He looked so handsome with his piercings and tattoos. That’s where you should’ve known what you did was a mistake. Sleeping with him was never on your bucket list, sure you’d thought about it before, but you never intended for anything to actually happen. It felt good, it always did, but the pain of being pushed out always pained you after. Mistakes get made, but this one hurt too much.

Sobbing on the bathroom floor was something you’d never wanted to do when it came to a guy. But seeing him with that girl hurt, way too much. Why weren’t you used to this yet? It’s happened before, get used to it. “He doesn’t deserve your tears, Y/N, please stop crying…” Lindsay, your friend, pleaded. She’d been here when it first happened, the other hundred times it had happened, and now. Maybe you were the stupid one for never taking her advice. Now, you hated calling anything stupid, nothing was stupid. There was always reason for something being one way and not the other, but you were just stupid for how many times you’d fallen for his tricks. Tattoos make a story when on your skin, most of the time. The story behind your tattoo was that you’d fallen for a handsome tattoo artist, letting him sweep you off your feet, wine and dine you and then fuck you. Big mistake. It’s almost funny how many mistakes you’ve made with him. Going the day after to get your tattoo finished was not the happy ending you were expecting, instead finding a woman walk out of his office looking drunk off of sex. Just like you did. He apologized, wine and dined you, then fucked you again. The same thing happened. Something wasn’t clicking, stay away from him; he’s bad for you; he’s using you; all things you should’ve listened to, but didn’t. That was on you, you decided to keep going back and keep getting your heart broken. That was until now, countless nights of crying about him, going back to him, waiting for him to call and use you again, you were done.

Wiping your tears for the last time, you wouldn’t let this man or any man make you cry like that ever again. That was a promise. ***

“Are you ever gonna get that tattoo finished?” Lindsay asked as she placed the bowl of popcorn between you two. It was Wednesday night, your scheduled movie night. “I think it would look really cool actually completed.”

You placed some popcorn in your mouth, thinking for a moment, “I don’t know…I think it looks kinda cool now!” Placing the blanket over your legs, you looked at your shoulder, a half finished tattoo of a skeleton hand holding a rose.

“Girl, don’t lie, you need to get it finished. Please? I’ve been looking at it for so long, I can’t stand it anymore! How are you not annoyed it’s only half done?!” She was adamant about making you get it finished, partially because she wanted you to go back to rub it in Jungkook’s face how amazing you were and what he lost when he slummed it with those other women.

“Fine! Fine! I’ll get it finished, but you need to get me tteokbokki after, got it?” It was something you’d dreaded, but having the feeling inside that you’d let him win by not seeing him again was eating at you from the inside.

Lindsay squealed in joy, clapping her hands, “ I’m gonna make you so hot! He’s gonna regret sleeping with those other bitches!”

“Whoa, whoa, I’m going to get my tattoo finished, not see him. And don’t call them bitches! Women stick up for women, no matter how fucked up some might be.” Secretly, you were hoping to make him jealous or upset with how he left you. He deserved to feel like shit.

“Okay, okay, sorry…I’M GONNA GET MY HEELS!!” Lindsay yelled as she ran out of the living room to grab her heels from her room. I sighed, knowing that I couldn’t stop her.

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A week later, you walked into the shop, seeing the familiar face of RM. He was one of the piercers that worked in the parlour, “Y/N, hey, it’s been a while!” He spoke with a big smile, happy to see you again. With the time you’d spent there before everything, you’d befriended his friends. It felt unfair leaving them behind after it all.

“Yeah, hi, how’ve you been?” Even though Jungkook was nowhere to be seen, you couldn’t help but feel a lump growing in your throat.

RM had a bright smile on his face, one that he’d always had that always managed to make your day better. “Good! I’ve been good, uh, how can I help you today?” He asked, standing up from behind the front desk.

“I want to get my tattoo finished. I think it’s finally time.” You gave him a small smile, he’d known about what happened between you and Jungkook. It was hard not to know, he was friends with him after all.

“Alright, we can do that! Let me see…V could take you.” He looked up from the computer, seeing what was open now. You nodded your head, willing to take anyone who wasn’t Jungkook.

They’d gotten you situated at a station, instructing you to take off your sweater. Your half finished tattoo was now on display, waiting to be finished. V was nice, making small talk here and there, making sure you were comfortable with everything and that nothing was too painful. Pain wasn’t your thing, yes, you had to go through a period every month and maybe one day give birth, but you had a low pain tolerance. He used to squeeze your thigh, kiss your neck, finger you to keep you calm…stop it! Don’t think about him! He’s not in your life anymore, don’t waste precious thinking space on him! Not thinking about the needle piercing your skin was abruptly stopped when you felt a prick, yelping, you moved your shoulder away. V looked at you with wide eyes, “ I’m sorry! Was that painful? Oh god, are you okay? I didn’t mean to hurt you!”

“No, no! It’s okay! I’m fine, just startled! Sorry, I zoned out for a moment…” You gave him a sheepish smile, relaxing in the chair again.

“That’s fine, just let me know if you need a break or anything, okay? Maybe I can sneak you a juice if you really want, too.” He gave you his signature boxy smile, instantly warming your heart.

You giggled, nodding your head, “That would be nice…” Smiling up at him, it felt nice to still be friendly with them even though you were nowhere close to being friendly with Jungkook.

V stood up, walking away to get you a juice from the break room. He left you in the chair, leaving you alone to listen to the music playing softly through the speakers. Quietly humming along, your thoughts were halted by hearing two voices. “Hey, RM, when’s my next client?”

“She should be here soon, it’s a touch up.” I could hear RM talk to the person. The other guy hummed, shuffling around a little.

You sat up, being faced with Jungkook. Everything seemed to go fuzzy, your thoughts, the sounds around you, even your eyesight. The lump in your throat returned, making it hard for you to breathe, V returned with your juice, “ I got you watermelon! You know? Since it’s your favourite!”

You were startled out of your trance, looking up at V who was holding your favourite juice. They still had it…? “Thanks…how do you-?”

You were cut off by V smiling sheepishly and rubbing the back of his neck. “We all thought you’d show up again…but when you didn’t, we kept the fridge stocked for whenever you decided to show up again.”

Heat rushed up to your cheeks, they’d waited for you? Why? His boxy smile came back again, looking over to Jungkook, waving “Hey, JK, lunch was good?”

“Yeah, it was fine. Pussy would’ve been better though.” Jungkook replied as if it were nothing, finally looking over to you. He faltered a little bit, quickly recovering by giving you a cocky smirk, “Glad to see you back, Y/N.”

Without another word, he walked away, back into his office. Biting the inside of your cheek, you knew this wasn’t the last time you’d see him. He was like a parasite, once you had it, it would never go away.

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Adorkable Namgi for @gatotsu🖤

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Jung Kook on iHeartRadio

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Photo by Ishikoro.

Series : Flowers and plants.  Japan, 2022.

Love & Peace!!

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