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iridescentpriestofsmut · 7 years ago

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The One At Fault Gets The Reward (M)

reader/jungkook

oneshot

genre pure smut actually, jealousy, secret relationship

warnings slight violence, dom Jungkook, sub you

summary Jungkook and you manage to get on each other’s nerves during the Daesang Awards.

I actually wrote this for a very dear friend of mine who happens to be the sweetest Jungkook stan I know and moreover she is like a little sister to me. Thanks for helping me out and I hope you really enjoy this!

Love N.

It wasn't like you were dating. Well, not officially. So theoretically Jeon Jungkook was still a free man and you had no reason to be mad at him. But only theoretically. Practically it was that you were having a relationship of five months now which also implied that Jungkook wasn't a free man anymore. And that meant that you had every fucking reason in the whole world to be mad at him. You were raging with jealousy having to watch how your boyfriend's eyes were following every step of that in a mini-skirt pressed rookie (she was rocking the outfit much to your dismay) who was shaking her asset in that provocative manner exactly matching the beat of that freaking song that soon was going to be stuck in everybody's head like a parasite.

You let out a deep, very deep, and annoyed sigh while your insides were boiling. Jungkook didn't notice anything of it, busy having his moment with that bitch over there who was obviously trying to get her fingers on your man and oh boy he wasn't too innocent on this.

This day would have exactly marked your transition from four to five months but it also could become the break-up and rip Jeon Jungkook day. You shook your head, really tempted to ignore him by boycotting their moment on stage in a few minutes, but you weren't rude. And you wanted to see their faces when they would finally win their Daesang after having worked so hard.

– – –

It had happened in the backstage-area. When a few girls walked towards your boyfriend. All four of them were congratulating Jungkook and Taehyung for their win and well Jennie even had enough guts to hug your boyfriend. You silently laughed to yourself almost breaking the plastic cup in your hands. So obviously it might would have occurred a problem when you – a girl group member – would have hugged him and be happy cause he won his stupid award, but when YG artist Jennie was getting too close to him it was acceptable. You wanted to cry and tore him apart forget the damn girl. However, instead of becoming a murder you stuffed your face with biscuits you had found. ''You are dead.'', you mumbled.

– – –

''You didn't congratulated me yet!'', Jungkook finally spoke to you after being sure that the room was empty. You scoffed because you were his secret he only talked to when it wasn't going to ruin his reputation. He was the award-winning senior and you were just a rookie no one recognised yet. ''I wanted to,'', you started flinching away from his grip, ''but you were busy.''

He nodded to himself: ''Ok.'' It was silent while he was staring listlessly at the food grabbing something and throwing it in his mouth. You let out a sigh capturing his attention. ''Are you ok?'', he asked you. ''Yes, I am absolutely fine!'', your response was quick and loud. Jungkook raised his left eyebrow gulping his food down obviously not believing you: ''You sure?'' ''You know what, no I am not fine!'', you said walking at the other side of the buffet. He followed you. ''Y/N you are behaving very immature right now!'', Jungkook told you. ''Immature?'', you came to a hold and waited for him to catch up to you.

''Yes. Instead of being happy for me you're throwing a tantrum for whatever reason!''

''You know what is immature Jungkook? Flirting with other girls when you already have a girlfriend. But I guess I am not as good as Jennie.'', you yelled at him. It was your luck that no one was in the room.

''Well, at least she congratulated me!''

''Oh wow, I would've congratulated you as well, but you always pee your pants about someone noticing anything about us.'' He seemed angered to you and that was angering you even more, he had no right to be mad. You were the victim. ''You know what I believe? That I'm not what you are looking for and I don't want to be your secret any longer ...''

Jungkook was loosening the first few buttons of his shirt slowly walking towards you: ''You know what I believe? We two need to have a little conversation!'' He grabbed your wrist and aggressively pulled you in his chest. ''Let go off me Jungkook, I am done with this shit!'', you said trying to loosen his grip but he wouldn't let you go. ''But I am not done with you!'', he was dragging you outside into the empty hallway. His attitude was annoying you, especially since you were the one in right.

''What the fuck are you doing?''

He kept on walking until he stopped in front of a door checked if it was open and throw you inside. ''Jun-'' Jungkook slammed you against the wall. ''Now you shut up and I talk!'', he said making sure to pin your hands above your head. ''You need to control your jealousy and you know why?'' You gulped somewhat liking the dominance Jungkook was radiating at this very moment. ''If you don't behave I will make sure that you will!'', he explained pulling at your chin wanting you to meet his eyes. They were flaring like two flames in the darkness and if you did one wrong move they were going burn you alive.

It scared you but you didn't feel like giving in: ''I am not afraid of you!'' He raised his left eyebrow, a smirk tugging at his lips, before he swiftly turned you around. Jungkook leaned in his breath was ghosting over your ear as he was tugging at a few strains of your hair: ''When did you become so rude?'' You tried to get out of his grip, but he pressed you harder against the wall.''When you started to become so full of yourself!'', your response was feeling like acid on your tongue and you knew that you were probably hurting him but you also knew that he deserved it.

''I worked hard to be here,'' Jungkook said making sure to stress every word. You gasped as he tore your skirt down alongside your panties. ''Like you will work hard to apologise to me!'', the words were followed by a hard slap onto your butt followed by a loud and painful groan. ''J-Jungkook!'', you were bewildered at his actions. ''Shh, it is ok. You just need to apologize!'' he was rubbing gentle circles around the red spot soothing the pain.

You took a deep breath wanting to feel his big hand hit you again and you knew that being deliberately hurt shouldn't make you feel as horny as it was doing. ''Why?'' Jungkook's hand stopped and was feeling dangerously heavy on your buttock ''How would you react when I would look at Yoongi oppa that way?'' ''I would tore him apart!'', he spanked you again, harder, faster, more painful but again something inside of you was craving to be treated like a disobedient dog. You hissed as he hit you another time not daring to moan despite feeling an unexplainable kind of pleasure. ''Y-You can be jealous but I can't?'', adrenaline was rushing through your veins as you were hungrily waiting for him to slap you one more time. ''Because there was no fucking reason for you to be!'', Jungkook explained.

You were biting your lip hoping for more but instead he harshly brought you onto your knees, you knew what he wanted just by solely looking at bulge in his pants and you were actually craving his cock, wanted to feel it in your mouth, wanted to feel him clench his fist in your hair and almost choke you while you shamelessly was sucking him off. Imagining his cum all over your perfectly done make up was making your insides shake with anticipation.

He looked you deeply in the eyes while tugging at his pants: ''Make me come and as a reward I will forgive you.'' You cracked a smile knowing that that would be rather easy. Jungkook however pulled his belt off only to wrap them around your wrists. You eyed him with a mixture of shock and excitement. It was crazy but his control over you made you unbelievably aroused. ''Hands-free.'', he crashed his mouth onto yours catching your soft lips between his teeth making you moan quietly at heat that was building up in you. His fingers caressed your face before he finally brought your mouth at his already hardened member.

A carnal instinct took over you as you put it in your mouth and began to give him a long and hard suck feeling him tug at your hair. He let out a hiss obviously liking the way your lips wrapped around him so perfectly. You took him in again while fastening up your pace and mercilessly dug in your teeth into the pulsing flesh making him let out a pained groan almost violently pulling at your hair strains making you moan around his member feeling how your voice was vibrating against him.

''Shit!'' you tried not to smile as you allowed your tongue to swirl around his tip taking your time to savour his delighted deep moans you were coaxing out of him. ''Faster!'', he demanded but you kept being painfully slow. You almost chocked as he pushed himself in your mouth harshly only to push himself out again and in again. ''You're doing great!'', he muttered pressing himself deeper against you. You took a deep breath while closing your eyes waiting for him to explode all over you, you were really waiting for that too happen still sucking your boyfriend.

''Stop!'', Jungkook's voice brought you back to reality and you slowly let go off him and eyed him with disappointment because he made you yearn for him so deeply when he was still the person you should make work for an apology, but you were weak compared to his power over you. Especially when he was making you feel so good. Precum was running down your lips and you really had to push back the wish to pout.

He bend down kissing you slowly and gently, yet firm enough to let you know that your punishment still wasn't over. You kissed him back feeling miserable for responding so eagerly, but you needed him. Jungkook was holding you close to himself smiling in every peck he gave you knowing exactly that he was playing with you while giving you a taste and then withdrawing only for you to desire him even more.

''Sweet …'', he whispered sucking a bruise onto your throat feeling how you were shuddering uncontrollably. ''You were very obedient,'' his lips captured the skin on your thighs, his fingers slowly wrapped around the soft skin there. ''Jungkook …'', you bit into your bottom lip feeling small waves washing over your body, your heart was throbbing, ''and as a reward I will make you come because good girlfriends deserve to come. Girlfriends who don't fantasise about their boyfriend's friends, got that?'' You nodded weakly. He smirked as he spread your legs widely only to feel him enter you without any warning. ''Ah, shit!'', you groaned as he slowly began to move taking a tighter grip around your tighs.

It was getting blurry and foggy, his body was so damn close to yours. You wrapped your legs around him trying to catch his lips, he kissed you back becoming gradually faster muttering your name over and over in your neck while placing open-mouthed and wet kisses all over there. You came fastly followed by Jungkook who turned you around he was still stiff as he pushed himself in and out of your still sensitive vagina. His cum was laving out of you mixing with your own juices. Jungkook's grip was strong on your hips, your breasts were jumping up and down matching his rhythm, your whole body reacting to him. Your eyes shut at this unbearable kind of pleasuring overstimulation you were feeling and yet you wanted far more.

You let out a scream. Your moans were echoing in this small storeroom walls and you didn't even care a bit if anyone could hear you. The door was locked anyway. You took a deep breath, his lips still all over you while hitting every time the right place to make you moan loudly enough. ''You're mine, got that?'', he growled still bumping in and out of you. You nodded not daring to disagree with anything he told you. ''I am yours!'', you screamed reaching your orgasm.

– –

''Y/N?'', Jungkook took a hold of your hand before you were able to leave. You turned around feeling how the redness on your cheeks were still tinting. A deep sigh escaped his throat as he pulled you in a hug: ''You know that I only love you, right?'' You really wanted to nod but you couldn't you weren't believing him entirely any more. He loosened his grip placing both his hands on your shoulders while catching your gaze. ''If I wouldn't be too afraid of other's hurting you … or taking you away from me … I'd open up about us. I'd love to bu-'' ''But you need time. I know, it was wrong to demand that from you,'' you gave him a smile indicating another hug ''it was just that she really got me jealous!'' He chuckled: ''And that's cute!'' You pouted.

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iridescentpriestofsmut · 7 years ago

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My Heart Is Beating Like A Jungle Drum (M)

reader/jhope

chapters intended as an one-shot

genre step-siblings, smut, romance

warnings incest (?), sex, slight violence

summary No one is happy when Jung Hoseok is staying at your front-door one morning stating to be the son of your father from a long-forgotten affair. He is nasty with hair glowing in orange like flames and tattoos covering his back. Your mom is shocked and Hoseok is taking brotherly love to a whole next level.

He was staying there, completely unmoved from the lack of euphoria upon his arrival and it seemed like that he hadn’t been expecting a welcome-home-party anyway. And he had been straightforward, too.

''According to these papers,'', he had been rummaging in the pocket of his washed-out black skinny jeans before continuing with his speech: ''a certain Jung Yongsun is my father and according to the same papers he is living in exact this house.''

Your mother had broken the pot she had been holding onto ever since the young guy had made his appearance at your front-door. ''What the fuck!'', was the statement your younger brother had given concerning this situation. To say that your father was handling this situation very-well would have been a straight lie. At least he was probably old enough to be an accident. Mean? Well, you didn't like that rascal. The moment you had spotted him you knew that he would be troubles.

Turned out that his name was Jung as well, Jung Hoseok to be certain, and he – indeed – was your brother or something of that sort. His mother had been your dad's ex-girlfriend whom he had left after being bored out by her, it was his bad-luck however that he had forgotten to use a condom. Whatever, it hadn't been your concern. You were training to get into that Art school to finally get out of this crazy family which apparently turned out to be even crazier. Jung Hoseok was your father's concern. Your younger brother was thrilled out by having a brand-new older brother who happened to be in college in this city. Bless the Lord such a coincidence.

The reason for his sudden arrival had been the fact that his mother actually had passed away. This fact had coerced some sympathy from you, but your mother was still an iceberg whenever Hoseok was only staying in the same room as her.

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It had been exactly three weeks. It had taken him three weeks to be everybody's darling. You had lost your brother the moment Hoseok had appeared anyways. Dad wasn't counting he was his father as well, but in just a matter of four days both had realised that they were harbouring a deep passion for rock music. Long live Blue Öyster Cult. What had shocked you the most had been spotting your mother and the guy living in your house sitting in the kitchen and discussing about plants and how talking to them was true magic. That was great.

On the other hand, it had taken Hoseok only three weeks for you to hate him. That was great as well. And to his advocacy it hadn't been anything said or deliberately done by him. His pure presence and the way he behaved had been enough to piss you off. You wouldn't lie, it was also surprising to you with how much passion you were blocking him out.

Well tried to block him out, because today happened to be the day you two would lead an actual conversation. A weird one but an exchange of words was counting, wasn't it?

It hadn't been your wish to stumble upon a freshly showered Hoseok or better said collapse in his back landing on the coffee coloured carpet in the hallway. To say that you had felt humiliated was underestimating things. Your cheeks were burning as you took a hold of his hand allowing him to pull you up and as it seemed he had miscalculated the distance between you so that your lips ended up on each others. And hell, something had clicked that very moment in your mind. Or body. You weren't hating him. You were just purely attracted to him. And still kissing him.

''That's not what siblings do Y/N!'', he winked as you were finally able to breathe in oxygen instead of the overwhelming scent of his cologne. He disappeared around the corner your blue coloured favourite towel hanging on his hips, the black tattoo on his back glowing on his sun-kissed skin building a contrast to his orange hair only he managed to pull off.

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Looking him in the eyes was an obstacle afterwards which reached its peak during dinner that very evening.

''Can you hand me the butter?''

You ignored it munching on your beans while your chest was feeling heavy.

''Honey would you please hand Hobi the butter?'', your mum was asking now thinking that you hadn't heard him. And what was up with that Hobi? Because it was your mum you obeyed and made sure that Hoseok sweetheart got his butter.

''Thanks Baby.'', his thumb brushed over yours and you felt a weird sensation in your gut you were sure you never had felt for your younger brother. Within seconds the warmed up butter was on his shirt caused by your shaking fingers. ''Y/N!'', your dad was fast to hand several napkins to Hoseok. You managed to mumble a sorry still angered about the fact that he had shamelessly called you baby.

Later that night you wanted to grab a drink in the kitchen. You felt stupid and frustrated! Why had it to be Jung Hoseok you thought to be hot? He was an idiot. An idiot who made your insides crush. Suddenly you felt another presence beside you. You tensed up.

''Shh, it's me.'', Hoseok whispered and you turned around. This was ridiculous he was even glowing in the darkness. ''What do you want?'', you asked trying to sound as indifferent as possible. He chuckled moving closer to you. ''You don't like me much, don't you?'', he asked but you both knew that it was more of a statement. For once Hoseok was right, but ever since he had said it you didn't feel too sure any more. ''Too bad that I like you.'' His words made you feel uncomfortable and blush like those stupid girls in school who turned into brainless monsters when Taehyung passed them by. You coughed: ''Well, just because you like me you can't expect me to like you as well, can you?''

''Oh Y/N,'', he was laughing. You licked over your own lips not being able to grasp why his deep voice was shaking your whole body awakening an urgent need to throw yourself in his chest and do very very naughty things. As if Hoseok had been reading your mind he was stepping towards you encaging you while placing his arms on the counter you were leaning on. The heat he was emanating was radiant only being a catalyser for the unusual and actually forbidden craving you were ensued to. ''I don't expect anything!'', he told you grabbing a hold of your hips. It took you a whole lot not to move your hips towards his grip like a dog seeing its owner. He was smirking nonetheless: ''For a reason I know that you really really badly want to fuck your older brother, don't you?''

It wasn't like he wasn't true but to hear him say it in this obscene way, it scared you, it was sounding like something you shouldn't actually want. You looked to the floor the heat on your cheeks was caused by shame. ''I don't.'', you quietly tried to protest but even you weren't convinced by your own words. ''It's in your eyes.'' He sounded so arrogant but right now you were totally enticed by it. ''Baby,'' you flinched at his grip that tightened around you. He was chuckling again: ''Aw, you don't like being called Baby? Was that why you fried me with the butter?'' You let out a heavy breath. ''But that name suits you so well, you know?'', he whispered in your ear afterwards placing a small kiss on your shell-like. ''You look like a baby!'', he pressed another kiss onto your jawline. His hot breath on your body was overwhelming and so god damn welcome. ''You are a virgin,'', he stated the broad grin he was probably having visible against your neck. ''and that's pretty hot.''

''So that's your kink you punk?'', you muttered not knowing what to do. He laughed again: ''Slow down Baby, if you want me to I can pull out the blindfold but I am quite eager to see your beautiful eyes when I am … '' he looked up for a moment like he was thinking, ''doing the little push and pull game! To express it in your virgin vocabulary.'' This had been enough: ''I am not as stupid as allowing a psych to touch me!'' ''Cute! Let me give you a brief overview of things said psych would like to do with you.'' You were thrilled, a wave of anticipation and fear crawling up your spine and waiting anxiously for him to speak. He took a strong hold of your hair pulling you down until you were looking at the ceiling. You hissed at the pain and sudden force. ''Beautiful, pristine and I am going to ruin that smooth,'', Hoseok pressed a soft kiss on your throat, ''skin here!''

Your body was tensing up waiting for something to happen but he still took you of guard as he painfully fast dug his teeth in your neck coaxing a loud moan out of you, followed by him tugging at your hair. ''You don't want to wake up mummy and daddy, do you?'' You aggressively shook your head feeling tears in your eyes as he again mercilessly allowed his teeth to cut in your sensitive skin building a beautiful kind of pain in you. You helplessly clung onto his shoulders trying to dampen the arousal he was flaring up in you but it seemed like there was no escape for you that night.

He pushed his knee between your thighs hitting a spot that made you mewl and you couldn't help it but grind against his body liking the waves it was sending straight in your gut. ''Stop that!'', he sat you on the counter instead spreading your legs enough for him to stay in between them while you wrapped them around his torso. You were trembling whilst he was sucking on your neck like a vampire. It hurt, yet it was beautiful and carnal. Something about him having the control made you feel weak but lustful, like a prey and it was indeed what you were.

Another loud moan left your lips getting caught midway by Hoseok who was aggressively clashing his lips onto yours again pulling at your hair, you shook: ''Ah, i-it hurts!'' He smirked slowing the kiss down now fully catching your lips instead of biting into the flesh like he had done a few seconds ago. You were fully engulfed by his heat as you closed your eyes at every new sensation he was gifting you with.

''Baby, do you touch yourself?'', your face flushed at the question. You were tempted to say no but lying at Hoseok didn't seem like a good decision. He nodded to himself, he was breathing heavily as he gave you another peck: ''Do you stick your fingers in yourself to make you feel good, huh?'' You bit your lip pressing him closer to you, feeling the familiar heat of not being able to take anything any longer; visible in your movements, you wanted to be touched down there. Your clit was already pulsing from the sexual overflow.

''How much can you take?'', he pushed your nightgown up pulling your panties down and shamelessly sticking a finger inside of you. You shuddered at the feeling of foreign fingers entering you for the first time. ''Barely anything.'' he whispered pulling out of you and showing you his in your juice coated fingers. ''You are very wet down there Baby.'' he pushed the finger in his own mouth letting out a small groan having his lids closed. ''Wanna taste, hm?'', he was smirking as he throw himself at you for another kiss but this time pushed his tongue in your mouth and something about it made you feel even more desperate. You mewled, trying to express the pleasure you were feeling as silently as possible, hoping for more.

''H-Hoseok …'', you said looking him in the eyes as he let go of you. He raised his eyebrow as if he wasn't expecting much. You were dying to feel his fingers in you again, you really wanted him to make you come all over the kitchen counter like there was no tomorrow. You couldn't take it any longer as the lust was clouding every bit of your brain.

''D-Do that again … touch me.'', you felt so embarrassed for having to say it but he seemed overly delighted by your stammering. ''What?'', he asked innocently smiling at you but the mischief was visible. ''F-Fingers.'', you stammered.

He was hovering over your vagina, his fingers barely a few centimetres apart from your entrance: ''You want me to finger you, huh? Stick my finger inside of your hot hole and pull them in and out, in and out? You would like that? Want me to fill you up, so Baby can come over my fingers and make a mess on the kitchen counter?'' Hoseok chuckled: ''That would be magnificent, but you know it would be too easy, right?'' He grabbed you like you were nothing, pressing you onto the counter and spreading your legs wider: ''Come on do yourself!''

You felt like a slave, but there was this voice in your head that was forcing you to instantly obey him like a pet. You pressed your finger onto your already very sensitive clitoris rubbing the bud in small circles and moaning at the pleasure you were giving yourself. It was nothing comapred to Hoseok's fingers coated in your fluids. Still you allowed your fingers to slip further into the warm and sticky juices loving how wet you were for him. Another moan escaped your throat and you couldn't help but ask yourself how his tongue would feel on your most private area, only the thought of his lips sucking on you made you feel enough excitement to come.

You cried in frustration as he dragged your hands away only to bury his head into you, his tongue leaving wet trails all over your vag. He finally sucked on your clitoris making you cry in pleasure and cling onto the counter while hiw tongue was flicking around the sensitive area. ''Oh.'', you moaned allowing him to push in and pull out of you but he was so painfully slow. You wanted a faster pace, wanted to be filled up more. ''More.'', you whispered and Hoseok did so he added in a finger. You were about to come. ''Faster!'', you demanded and then he stopped. You groaned at him for leaving you hanging.

''Don't be impatient!'', he told you but you were practically raging with lust. He climbed onto the kitchen counter, hovered above you while getting rid of his boxers. You almost chocked on your spit seeing him in his full glory, you had no idea if he was big or wasn't but you were sure that if you had trouble taking in a few fingers you were going to die on this. He was pink, the veins were popping out probably from feeling equally painfully aroused like you.

''No worries Baby I will take good care of my little sister!'' and with those words he pushed himself in you within a force that made you open your eyes wide. He let out a growl. ''Your extremely tight.'', he said pushing your right thigh towards your chest and positioning himself before starting to bump in and out like a maniac. You had no time to catch your breath, the world was shaking and everything else around you started to become white-noises. For a brief moment the pleasure he was filling you with seemed like a fantasy. You were shaking giving everything you had while clinging onto his neck, you were moaning louder but neither of you cared. He was painfully fast but managed every time to hit the spot that seemed to bring you at the edge. It soon it became unbearable and even Hoseok seemed as if he was more concentrating on saturating his craving rather than on his definite dominance over you. He gritted his teeth as he was throwing a deep thrust after another into you filling you up so well that you felt him in your stomach.

''I am … going to … '', by this point you were screaming not even feeling anything despite him being buried deep into you. Moans were leaving your throat like a mini concerto in crescendo getting intenser as the seconds passed by and soon enough you felt yourself come heavily. Your chest was heaving as Hoseok crashed your swollen lips together for a last time before falling onto.

– –

''Good morning!'', your mum was smiling brightly as you sat down on the breakfast table avoiding eye-contact with Hoseok since everything you had done last night was still very visible in your head. You gulped as you followed the way his lips were gluing on the rim of his coffee-mug this morning's make out session in your room vivid in your memory. ''How was your night? Did you sleep well?'', your dad asked placing fried egg on your plate. Hoseok's eyes briefly met yours and you put on a smile: ''I slept like a baby.'' You saw him smiling in the corner of your eyes, he was wearing a plain shirt, his hair was messy and you probably wasn't too annoyed by him anymore. ‘’But I am pretty hungry!’’, you smiled.

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