#7P’s of Fashion

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Mastering the Perfect Fashion Marketing Mix: 7P’s for Success

What Are the 7P’s of Fashion Marketing?

The 7P’s — Product, Price, Place, Promotion, People, Process, and Physical Evidence — form the foundation of a winning marketing mix. Let’s explore how each of these elements can work for your fashion brand:

Product Your product is your brand’s identity. In fashion, it’s all about delivering quality and uniqueness that resonates with your audience. Whether you’re focusing on sustainability, inclusivity, or bold designs, your product must stand out and meet customer expectations.

Price Pricing is a powerful tool in positioning your brand. Are you catering to luxury fashion lovers or offering affordable, trendy styles? Your pricing strategy defines your target audience and builds your brand perception.

Place Place is where your products meet your customers. From chic boutique stores to a seamless online shopping experience, your choice of location (physical or digital) is critical in reaching the right audience.

Promotion Crafting compelling promotions is an art. Utilize social media campaigns, influencer collaborations, and creative advertising to tell your brand story. Effective promotion ensures your fashion brand captures attention and drives engagement.

People Your team and your customers are at the heart of your success. Foster strong relationships with both to build loyalty and trust. Remember, happy employees often lead to delighted customers!

Process From efficient supply chains to user-friendly checkout experiences, a smooth process keeps your business running seamlessly. Make every step of your customer’s journey effortless and enjoyable.

Physical Evidence This is all about tangible proof — your packaging, store design, and even your brand’s online presence. A consistent and appealing physical representation of your brand leaves a lasting impression.

Learn More About the 7P’s for Fashion Marketing

Dive deeper into these strategies and discover how to apply them effectively to your fashion brand by visiting our blog 7P’s Fashion Marketing Blueprint for the Fashion Industry. Our comprehensive guide is packed with actionable insights and examples that will inspire your next big move in fashion marketing.

Why This Matters

In a competitive industry like fashion, having a well-rounded marketing strategy can make or break your brand. The 7P’s offer a proven formula for success, whether you’re just starting or looking to refine your existing approach.

[shopfashionly]

Fashion Marketing Mix

Fashion marketing mix involves the strategic use of product, price, place, and promotion to attract target audiences, build brand identity, and drive sales in the highly competitive fashion industry.

[sweetmastermind]

Jisoo ~ Solo

Disclaimer: Take this with a grain of salt, energy constantly shifts. I'm not an expert and interpretations could not be the most correct, it's for entertainment purposes. Reading done 30/03

How is going to do (star - 4s rev. - queen pentacles rev. - page swords - devil - 3p rev)

The results are going to be really good, it feels like this is a catharsis for her, a way to close a chapter. A really dark undertone for the whole album, including lyrics, instrumental, and fashion-wise. The fandom is going to be quite ambitious with what they want to achieve, they should be careful though, it can really backfire on them if they take some questioning routes. Promotions are probably not the best, same old yg treatment for them.

Public reception (kp: 5s rev. - 7p rev. - 4p/ip: 8w rev. - 3w rev. - 8s rev.)

From the Korean side, it really looks like there are going to be some pissed-off people, delays and quality are things that really stand out here, aside from that, is going to do quite good and a lot of money is going to be spent. Internationally, delays appeared again, and there are a lot of mixed negative feelings directed at the people in charge, disappointing feelings too. Will do well either way, is an inflection point for what is next for the girls and the fandom.

Music show wins (yes/no): Yes (could be Inkigayo, Music Core, The show, and Show Champion)

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Thank you for reading!

Tarot deck used: Marseille Tarot

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BETTIES & BONDS · PALM BEACH ART SHOW · MARCH 2023

ANUSHKA proudly presents SEAN DANCONIA’s “BETTIES & BONDS” Art Exhibition featuring a selection of Danconia’s recent UltraMOD Contemporary Art. Sean will be on hand to meet guests, sign art and explain the inspirations behind his work. Please join us at this Spring event beginning Friday Afternoon (March 31st) an ending Saturday Evening (April 1st), in fabulous Palm Beach, Florida.

Where? ANUSHKA | 701 S. Rosemary Ave, Ste 200, WPB FL 33401 When? March 31 (4:00-7p), April 1st (3-5p) Event details: https://danconiagallery.com/danconia-palm-beach-art-show The Art installation will remain in place after the event with select paintings and prints on display into the future. Complimentary cocktails while supplies last.

Above: Exclusive Betty Boop-inspired Art created by Sean Danconia for the Palm Beach event

Casino De Paris | Fine Art by Sean Danconia

About Anushka: Since 1974, Anushka has been a pioneer in the beauty industry. A brand now synonymous with whole-body beauty, fashion and wellness began as a small yet lavish spa on New York’s Upper East Side named “The Anushka Petit Salon.” Now, nearly 45 years later, her visionary approach of whole body & mind beauty that began in the ’70’s, endures at Anushka’s 12,000 square foot beauty Mecca—the home to her world renowned glamor Empire—marked by legendary service, elegance, expertise with an unparalleled eye for top-level aesthetics in all things. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yB1faTuEhH0&t=14s After moving the flagship to the Palm Beaches, Anushka added more verticals including the hair salon, medical centre and thriving boutique retail segment featuring an eclectic mix of Art and Fashion. The epitome of elegance, Anushka herself continues to set the tone for the soothing atmosphere at the spa and boutique while engaging her clients, in addition to hosting a bevy of creative talents from around the world. Here's some great tour info for the Palm Beach area from one of my favorite filmmakers: TampaAerialMedia https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5eTLTT7h3aU Read the full article

[melaninglamour]

Highrise

[danieledorazi]

Fashion Business / Marketing Plan Template

An amazing template, from Forbes: “Marketing Plan Template: Exactly What To Include”

Section 1: Executive Summary

Section 2: Target Customers

Section 3: Unique Selling Proposition (USP)

Section 4: Pricing & Positioning Strategy

Section 5: Distribution Plan

Section 6: Your Offers

Section 7: Marketing Materials

Section 8: Promotions Strategy

Section 9: Online Marketing Strategy

Section 10: Conversion Strategy

Section 11: Joint Ventures & Partnerships

Section 12: Referral Strategy

Section 13: Strategy for Increasing Transaction Prices

Section 14: Retention Strategy

Section 15: Financial Projections

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~Mistress of the Dark~

Outfit:

Top: Pixicat - Dusk Top - Black

Bottoms: Pixicat - Dusk Skirt - Black

Accessories:

Collar: .random.Matter. - Sarrah Neclace - Black

Earrings: .random.Matter. - Narina Earrings - Onyx

Body:

Eyes: [Buzz] Moonstone Eyes - Vamp - (The Epiphany - Event - July 2017)

Eye Makeup: Unicult - Voodoo Magic - Black - (The Fantasy Collective - Event - August 2017)

Hair: Tableau Vivant - Editorial - Eastern Wind - Blacks & Whites

Tattoos: 7P (Prodigy Ink) - Ashley Tattoo

Body: Maitreya Lara

Head: Catwa - Catya

[isthespiceoflife]

Imagine the anticipation. It was 25yrs ago, in 1996, that the Fugees dropped their classic LP, The Score. An album that shaped the flow, style n' chemistry of hip-hop (& other genres of) artists worldwide.

Fast-forward to Sept. 22nd, 2021 in NYC on a rooftop overlooking the East River, drapped by the skyline of lower Manhattan. So, after multiple worldwide tours, countless solo album/single releases among Wyclef, Pras and most notably, Ms. Lauryn Hill aka L-Boogie with her undisputed, The Miseducation...

The anticipation. A packed house, a frantic crowd swirling rumors n' jabs at Ms. Lauryn Hill either not showing-up, resorting to Zoom on the big screen, or stepping on stage extra extra late. Again, the anticipation. With tunes spinning from Ms. Hill's personal DJ, dj reborn, kicking off jams at 8p-ish to settle the scene of over-21yr olds, older heads and everyone in-between, me myself had to check backstage n' throughout the VIP when I saw the clock strike 9:45p after we'd been in anticipation since 7p-ish. Reassuring when i saw Jerry Wonder knocking back drinks, along with what looked like some other musicians dressed to a T, all in unison. Oh, Busta was also back there, amongst others. And I calculated, no way with the backing of Live Nation × Global Citizen, not to mention open bar and tons of food (in VIP), this would be a no-show. Grabbed my drinks and headed stage-side once again. Quelled the rumors, passed some drinks around n' at 10p, musicians slowly walked 'pon the stage, lights dimmed as the crowded sea of people howled loudly! The Fugees didn't even hit the stage yet...but in soon time. Again, the anticipation.

The multi-piece band with a broad horn-section, appeared like a Black Mariachi ensemble, decked off. Ready or not. Horns blowing, drinks flowing and the moon lit up South Street Seaport knowing, where my stars at?!?!

Wyclef walked out first, in an all-black McQueen 3-piece suit, Pras was next in a custom-decorated white, multi-gem laced jacket that blinded us. And in typical fashion, like a rose blossoming in real time, Ms. Lauryn Hill in an all-red bombshell dress, frills et al, circular sunglasses and looking royal AF, assured the moon that night, we the stars tonight!

Their set wasn't too long, roughly 45mins too short, especially since we waited over 3hrs to see them reunite. But we waited. Might've been midnight before they hit the stage, I think 95% of the crowd would've just kicked back like, we will wait shit.. Running through classics such as "Ready or Not", "No Woman, No Cry", "Zealots" and "Fu-Gee-La" -- a song that still gives me goosebumps, the highlights for me came when Wyclef brought up the current Haitian refugee Texas-border situation, addressing 'Mr. Biden' (corrected to 'President Biden'), then burst into a new track that mesmerized us into a frenzy of defiant, pro-Haitian, clenched-fist energy! And Ms. Lauryn Hill took a lil' time to explain herself, her hiatus and absence from the "industry politics" so calmly and so respectively, it felt like a 20-year apology to all her fans in disguise. Then, she smashed her only solo, "Killing Me Softly With His Song", where even the Pier 17 staff just had to sing along too. Just electric. So thankful we in NYC got 1st dibs. The anticipation continues...

Catch them on tour worldwide, soon. See two more video-posts on my insta!

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Join me every week on Clubhouse for Relationship Thursdays @7p CST

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𝒞𝒪𝑀𝐸 𝒯𝒪𝒢𝐸𝒯𝐻𝐸𝑅 11a-7p We outchea. #popupshop #popup #jerseycitylocal #art #music #fashion (at Jose's Kustoms) https://www.instagram.com/p/CTKl2VhlwKJ/?utm_medium=tumblr

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A LunaTic and Her Gunn (Part 115 2Xs2) "True Intentions"

@crystalbaby12 @backoftheroomandnotbelonging @5sosfam1dlover @rosefilledhearts-blog

"I've got different colored sticky tabs for the different spaces." Luna announces as she enters her storage unit.

Jackie and Sam are there with The Movers. Luna goes through picking out which pieces will go to The Brownstone, her Studio Apartment and the Recording Studio she just bought. She had signed the closing paperwork electronically with Monica and Ben earlier this week on the latter properties. The Apartment is ready but the Recording Studio needs a contractor for the equipment installation. Jackie being on top of that, they start the gutting process next week. Everything else is being moved out today.

"Whoah!!! Be carful with that!!" Sam cries out in concern as she watches The Movers roughly handle an original, stretched Mapplethorpe.

"What the FUUUUUCK." Luna groans as she rubs her forehead. "Why wasn't that crated?" She asks no one in particular as her phone rings. "Hello?" She sighs into the receiver.

It's Kylie. Luna's therapist. Calling because it's 2P on every other Thursday. Luna excuses herself, trusting Sam and Jackie while she finds an empty stairwell.

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"It's just conflicting, Ky... " Luna let's out with an annoyed sigh and a cloud of smoke from her pen while playing with Colson's padlock around her neck.

She's been on the phone with Kylie for the last 45mins talking about everything and anything. Colson, Justin, trust, feeling over exposed, setting up the lable. Her therapist advising her to breathe as always and to make a Pros and Cons list regarding marrying Colson. Knowing there is no option, Luna humors her with an Okay before they get off the phone.

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"How do we look?" Luna asks after coming back in from the stairwell.

"Good." Jackie begins to reassure her. "Everything you want is loaded into the two trucks. I'm gonna ride to The Brownstone and Sam to The Apartment... Uhm, Lee said you're good to go at Electric Lady Land around 7P... "

"And I talked to Mikey, he'll be there no problem." Sam chimes in.

"You guys are fucking AWESOME. Thank you." Luna pulls them in for a three way hug. "I gotta go meet Petey." She informs them once they release. "You guys good without me?" She asks.

Both women nod. Giving promises of phones calls if there's any problems as Luna heads back towards the stairwell; popping another XR and two 30s during her descent. It shouldn't be THAT hard... They're only responsible for moving half of her life.

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Colson gets in touch with The Boys and heads to Amsterdam Billiards for pool and beers. Popping his own handful of Adderall along the way. Stepping out of the cab, Mod greets him with an excited hug.

"What up, Kid!" He squeezes his unhappy friend. "Aww, come on... Don't be like that, you know Luna'll come around. She always does." Mod tells him with a slap on the back as they walk inside.

Benny, Baze, AJ, Rook and Slim have a table racked up. Mod grabs more beers as Colson joins them. They're all talking about the GMA performance. Agreeing it was killer. While Rook also can't stop talking about Jackie.

"Good luck with that, Rookie. I don't think Loons is doing any of us any favors right now." Colson sighs as he leans down to break.

"Shit. Speak for yourself, that's my homie, Dawg." Rook disagrees with him as he swigs his beer.

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Luna meets Pete on The Delancey's rooftop bar. He's already sat when she walks in. Noticing her, he stands for them to hug Hello. His normal excitement clearly missing as she orders a drink.

"I heard you and Colson got into it after I left." Luna cuts right to the core.

"Yeah. He wants to blame me for him running his mouth." Pete starts to complain to Luna's silence. "Like I started all this shit."

"You kinda did... I love you Petey but whether I cheated on Colson or Justin, like I told you last night, it's none of your business. My betrayal didn't land on you or even Colson so really the two of you are fighting over some shit that doesn't even concern you. It's that simple." Luna explains.

"So you did cheat on Beebs?" Pete asks her, ignoring everything else she had said.

"Yeah, Petey. I told you last night that I had an affair. I'm not proud of it but it happened." Luna shrugs as she fights back tears of guilt.

"Who was it?" He pries.

"What? No. You don't get to ask questions like that... Like, I don't understand why this feels like you're mad at me for some reason. I didn't do ANYTHING to you." Luna furrows her eyebrows at him as she takes a sip of her drink.

"Yeah but you did do something to my friend that he never did to you." Pete looks into his beer and then up at Luna.

"You didn't know Justin and I's relationship as well as you think you did. Just like you don't know nearly as much about me and Colson as you think you may. My turn? Your judgmental attitude towards me is really disappointing and if you're so worried about your FRIENDS than go make up with the one that's still in town. I'm outta here though." Luna swallows the rest of her Old Fashioned with two gulps. "Hit me up when you're done being a dick." She calls over her shoulder as she walks out of the bar.

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Mike's sitting alone outside of Electric Lady Land when Luna arrives. Lighting a cigarette, he looks up. Green eyes taking her in as he stands to grab her guitar case from her.

"What's goin' on, Luna?" He asks as he sits back down and takes a drag from his Marlboro.

Luna fishes around in her bag for her joint box and flask. Finding them both, she takes a swig before offering it over to his acceptance. Lighting a joint, she sighs out a cloud of smoke as they sit in silence. Sometimes no talking is good.

After a while Sam shows up. The three of them head inside to meet up with Lee. Thanking him, he tells Luna no one was even booked as they begin to set up in Studio A.

Realizing they need producers, Luna calls Slim. Then Snaps Colson. Setting her bag on the table, she pulls out supplies. Weed, whiskey, cigarettes and more weed. Popping another few 30s before laying her guitar back onto her body.

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"Yeah! No problem, we'll be down there ASAP." Slim says into his phone. "That was LunaTic, she wants us to come produce the track." He says excitedly to Baze once he hangs up. "Dawg! We gonna make some music in Jimi Hendrix's fucking spot, Yo!!" He exclaims as they slap hands across the pool table.

Colson's just about to put his two sense in when his phone goes off. Digging in his pocket, it's not the message he was expecting. It's a Snap from Luna.

"If I want? What kind of fucking shit is that?" He scoffs in his mind. "Why's she so fucking hot even while she's being such a fucking a bitch." He finds himself becoming annoyed with how much he wants her and her resistance towards him. He shoves his phone back in his pocket without responding.

The Boys are getting ready to head to  Greenwich Village when Colson's phone goes off again. It's the message he's been waiting for. Telling The Boys he'll meet up with them later, he's out the door before they pay the tab.

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Luna's leaned towards Mike in the booth when Colson walks in. He can't hear them but he doesn't like that he can see him making her laugh. Mike's a little to comfortable in his interactions with Luna in Colson's personal opinion. Luna catches the back of his blonde hair and significant tattoo as she looks up, watching as he walks out of the room. He quickly heads down the hall towards the bathroom, promptly pulling out the quarter ounce of cocaine he'd grabbed from Nipple.

Colson walks back into the studio just as Luna, Sam and Mike begin recording. Sitting with Slim and Baze at the soundboard, he grabs a pair of headphones and slips them on. Listening and watching intently. Luna can feel his eyes burning straight into her soul.

Nailing it on the third full take, they leave it alone. Luna doesn't want it mixed. Layered, yes but not mixed. She's always preferred the gritty, garage rock sound over studio polish any day. Coming out of the booth, she approaches Colson as he stands up.

"You came." She purrs with a drunken slur to her sentence as she wraps her arms around his waist.

"I go where you go, Kitten. Always." He promises her before lifting her chin to kiss her deeply; enjoying their first real kiss of the day but opening his eyes half way through to stare down Mike from around the side of the top of her head.

Hanging out afterwards, they celebrate with beers and lines. Luna declining as everyone else partakes in Colson's party favor. Having done enough other drugs all day, she's still buzzing from earlier so she's solid without it. Preferring to burn and drink instead.

"What do you have recorded so far?" Mike asks Luna about her upcoming album.

"I think maybe three out of an ambitious twenty!" Luna laughs softly at herself.

"I'm down to help with anything you need." Mike offers as he passes her a joint.

"Thanks... I'm probably gonna take you up on that." Luna answers. "I don't really have a band right now and we... "

"That's why you got us." Rook interrupts her while plunking down on the couch beside her and tossing an arm around her shoulders; he doesn't like the way Mike has been hanging around Luna either.

"That I do." Luna giggles as she kisses his cheek.

"We backed her on Nightmare and I produced Outlaw." Rook declares proudly while studying to the musician.

"That's cool, Little Man." Mike responds unfazed by Rook as he stands up. "Luna, you got my number if you wanna use it for anything. I gotta run though." He smirks at Rook as he leans down to peck her cheek.

"You want me to walk you out?" She offers.

"Nah, I'm good... I'll catch you around though." Mike smiles at her before heading for the door.

Watching the entire interaction, Colson follows behind him. Calling out his name, he catches him in the hallway right at the front door. Mike turns around unamused.

"You know we're engaged, right?" Colson questions him with an irritated tone.

"Yeah... And?" Mike cuts back while cocking his lip.

"AND? And I don't like the way you fucking act around her so back the fuck up." Colson snaps at him.

"Gonna be kinda hard since it seems that SHE wants ME as her new bassists." Mike laughs at him while slapping him on the shoulder.

"Gonna be kinda hard to play ANYTHING when I snap your fucking fingers." Colson warns him as he shoves Mike up against the wall; Mike's 6'2 so there's not much of a height difference between them.

"Try it, My Man." Mike chuckles, unimpressed by Colson's threat.

"You know what, you're right... " Colson let's him off of the wall. "Maybe I overreacted." He says as he opens the door for Mike and he begins to walk through. "Or maybe I FUCKING didn't!" Colson growls as he grabs Mike's right hand and jerks him back.

Slamming it with the door, in between the frame. One. Two. Three. Four times. Most likely breaking it.

"YOU PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT!" Mike screams as he grasps his mangled hand.

"You can walk away right now or you can crawl away with two broken legs also." Colson advises as he props the door open again.

"You're gonna FUCKING regret this." Mike snarls to Colson's emotionless stare as he holds his hand and turns to leave. "That was a bad fucking move, My Man." He calls out from the sidewalk.

"Maybe it was... Maybe it wasn't... But DAMN if it didn't feel good." Colson walks back to the studio with a pep in his step for the first time today; having released a majority of his stress. "I never liked that motherfucker anyway." He thinks as he opens the door, looking to locate only Luna. Knowing in the back of his mind that her and Sam are gonna probably fuck him up for what he just did but he doesn't care. Fuck that Dude, he doesn't want him around Luna regardless of the cost.

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"There's stuff!!" Rook exclaims pointing at the large, round arial rug, crates and boxes in The Living Room as they return to The Brownstone. Everyone but Luna is zooted, even Sam. "Yo!!" Check out these fucking chairs!" Rook continues to holler, now from The Study.

It's also stacked with boxes of Luna's books and vinyls. Having one wall with floor to ceiling bookshelves, she's looking forward to using them. Walking in, she finds Rook lounging on one of the two highback, purple velvet chairs she owns along with the exposed Mapplethorpe.

"What's up with that picture?" Rook asks as he accepts a beer from Luna.

"My grandfather shot it." She tells him proudly as they clink their beers together.

"It's really cool. Like the two flowers are reaching out for each other. Like death grasping for life." He says thoughtfully.

"I think that's what he was going for." Luna smiles to herself, admiring the exceptional piece.

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Luna makes her way upstairs to the shower. Turning Fletcher on, she lights up a joint as she cuts up another two 30s and swallows two Xanax bars. It's been a long day, she hasn't been to sleep in almost 48hrs and she's incredibly shaky from all the Adderall. Wanting to simply wash everything away and knock the fuck out.

"Hey... " Colson's sitting on the bed when she comes out of the bathroom.

"Hi." She answers as she stops and looks at him with a sigh.

"Please come're, Luna." He asks for her as he reaches his arms out yet again.

This time she does. Sitting on his lap in her towel, she wraps her arms around him and nuzzles her head into her spot in the crook of his neck. Resting his chin on her head, Colson and Luna hold each other silently besides his constant sniffling.

"Loons, I'm sorry." Colson speaks first. "I shouldn't... "

"Please. I'm SO tired." Luna whines. "But, Colson, it's not the secret that you told. I would've told Justin had he cared to notice or ask. It's that you told A secret because I've got bigger ones than that. You have no idea." She sighs sadly.

"Like what, Kitty?" Colson pries with concern.

"Seriously, I am so fucking tired, Col. Can I please just sleep. I promise I'll tell you everything." She pleads with him as the Xanax begins to take over.

"Okay... " Colson agrees as he kisses her forehead. "Lay with you?" He asks.

"There's no way you can lay down right now... Just come to bed eventually, please." Luna requests.

"Yeah." He promises "I love you." He tells her before taking her face in his hands and kissing her passionately.

"I love you too." She kisses him lightly on the lips again once they release before crawling off of his lap.

Dropping her towel, Luna climbs into their bed. Wrapping herself in the warm, custom blanket, she snuggles into the pillow with heavy exhaustion. Colson leans down and kisses her cheek. Dropping another I love you into her ear as she mumbles the same. She's out before he closes the door.

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Colson, Sam, Baze, Rook, AJ, Benny, Mod and Slim are downstairs for the next few hours. Jamming, talking uncontrollably and bouncing in and out off the front stoop to smoke cigarettes as they blow through the bag of coke. 

The house is still bare so they decide it's a good idea to start setting Luna's books up on the shelves. They're all high as fuck, doing whatever they want. Sam and Mod begin trying to organize her vast collection but are making no sense. Baze gets caught up in a hardback limited edition entitled The Great Big Book of Rock and Roll. Slim and Colson are in awe when they open a box of her records. Sitting on the floor, they start going through them like little kids in a candy store. Rook's really flying and gets bored quickly, heading into The Living Room to beat his energy out on his new drum kit. Benny and AJ are the only chill ones as always. Maxed out in the purple chairs, they continuesly puff on and pass blunts to the other wackos. Luna sleeping through it all.

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Sam and Colson find themselves out on the stoop alone. Their normal awkward silence is gone as cocaine fuels their conversation. Talking all things Luna. This is one of the reasons Sam barely hits the slopes, she talks too fucking much when she's on 'em.

"You can't be mad at Pete." She offers up her opinion. "Luna's like another little sister to him." She tries to explain.

"Yeah but he's supposed to be my bestfriend." Colson disagrees.

"I get that... So can't you understand the fucked up spot you put him in between the two of you?" Sam counters as she takes a drag off of her Camel.

"Yeah... I think he thought she cheated on me... " Colson trails.

"Look, he had a really hard time with Justin and Luna's relationship too. We both did. Justin would disappear and we'd be looking for him with Luna. Sometimes we'd find him sometimes we wouldn't. Sometimes he'd call Pete, me or Izak on his own. Pete and Izak would hide him... It was fucked up." Sam shakes get head in dismay as her own heart breaks. "Justin would get clean, be good for a minute but then relapse all over again and she'd be a fucking mess. If anyone tried to paint their relationship as picture perfect to you than they didn't truly know them. Luna and Justin had a lot of problems." Sam admits to one of the first people ever; Colson seeming to have that effect on people.

"She doesn't really talk about him... I mean a little but I can tell it's restrained." He sighs.

"There's my Sammy Bam Bam!" Baze interrupts them with a grin as he opens the door.

"Make up with Pete." Sam pats Colson on the shoulder as she stands up to head inside with her boyfriend.

The Cocaine Cowboys eventually round their night out. Sam following Baze to his room as Rook, AJ, Benny, and Slim head to theirs. Mod being super grateful for the spare bedroom he slept in last night. Colson making his way up to a still sleeping Luna.

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Stripping his clothes, Colson climbs into bed with Luna. Her body is warm as he slides himself around her. Firmly running his hand up her outer thigh, along her hip and ribcage before crawling around her breast. Feeling every inch of her once more as he runs his hand back down her slender body.

Luna moans as her hips begin to shift back and forth out of need and instinct. Colson grows harder against her back as he slips his fingers along her pussy lips. Feeling her juices spill out as he lightly dips his finger inside of her.

"Mmm... Fuck, I've missed her taste." He mentally moans, not being a able to resist sticking his fingers in his mouth as his tongue dances around her unique flavor.

"I wanna fuck you." Colson husks deeply into her ear while he grabs her tit.

"Mhm." Luna murmurs hazily as she perks her ass into him.

Getting the Go, Colson seperates her delicate lips with his fingers. Taking his time, he slowly guides himself into Luna. Feeling her body tense as she moans and pushes her ass deeper into him. Tangling their legs in each other's, Luna reaches behind and grabs the back of Colson's neck to pull him closer to her. Kissing every inch of her that he can reach, he fucks her sternly while she bounces lazily off of his cock. With her face and closed eyes still resting softly in her pillow; she moans and fucks Colson contently in her sleep and drug induced state.

There's something about a SleepFuck that's incredibly satisfying to Luna. Her walls clutch Colson's dick in pleasure, making he thrusts harder. Releasing himself as he feels her cum all over him.

"FUCK." He breathes into her bare neck.

"Mmm... " Is Luna's only response, she's already almost back asleep.

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Pete shows up on The Brownstone's stoop with two coffees. Colson meeting him with four blunts. The two friends take a seat. Colson firing up the first blunt after Pete hands him his coffee.

"Yo... I'm sorry, Dawg." Colson starts as he exhales. "I put you in some shit... "

"Nah, Homie." Pete cuts him off as he accepts the blunt. "Luna's business is her own. No matter who it's with." Pete sighs. "I just worry about her, Man. And you too. I've seen you both go through some fucked up shit and I don't want to see it again, I guess." Pete half shrugs as he takes a pull.

"Look, Sam ACTUALLY talked to me last night so I get it a little more than I did before." Colson tells him as he accepts the blunt.

"It was just hard... " Pete shakes his head at the memories.

"I don't want this to fuck us up." Colson bares his soul to one of his bestfriends.

"Me neither." Pete agrees as he reaches for the second blunt and fires it up.

Both friends look at each other. There's an understanding between men that can happen without words. This is one of those times. With a simple nod, Pete and Colson are good. Going on to enjoy their coffee, each other and the NYC morning as they get high and bust it up like nothing ever happened.

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Luna's extra miserable when Colson wakes her up for their flight back to LA. The lack of sleep, too many drugs and her gunshot wound have her aching in every sense of the word. She doesn't shower. Just throws on sunglasses, cuttoffs and an oversized Hotel Diablo hoodie.

They make it to JFK just in time for their 11A flight. Everyone is dragging, not only Luna. Proving that cocaine is a Motherfucker. Once seated in first class, everyone knocks back out. Luna curling up against Colson as his face lays on her head and arm rests upon her bare leg.

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It's just before 8P by time they make it back to The LA House. Everyone is tired. No one is happy. All dropping their luggage in The Living Room before heading to their beds. They're so mentally jacked, no one's even thought to check The Charts, let alone eat at all day.

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Luna and Colson sleep clean until the next morning until her alarm goes off. Colson groans as she shifts away from him. Climbing out of the bed, she reaches high to stretch. Colson watching her out of one slitted eye.

"Why are you up?" He asks flatly.

"So you can truly see me." Luna answers before disappearing into the bathroom.

It takes a shit ton of coaxing and drugs to get Colson moving after Luna's shower. Complaining the whole time as she hands him water and joints. Once in the shower he starts to feel slightly better after he jerks off. He's FINALLY fully functional after his Adderall and coffee kicks in.

Not getting as much sleep as Luna and doing way more drugs, he's really edgy. She hands him a football before they walk out of the bedroom. He's so pissy they leave the house quietly without his trademark WE OUT.

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"Can I have the keys?" Luna asks, she's dressed in an overall romper, white shirt, long socks and one of her leathers as they walk towards the Rover in the early Saturday sun.

"Why?" Colson asks back as he tosses them to her in his own ripped jeans and black T.

"I need to drive and you need to listen." She answers before sliding into the driver's seat.

"You're talking to me now?" He counters with a slight attitude as he buckles his seatbelt.

"Do you think this is a fucking game?" Luna whips her head towards him.

"No." He answers solemnly as he sparks a joint.

"You don't seem to fucking get it at all." Luna shakes her head as she pulls out of the driveway.

"Look Loons, I'm sorry I fucked up with the Tommy and Justin thing. I shouldn't have said shit no matter how I was feeling." He exhales his apology as he passes her the joint and finally pops the Xanax she gave him.

"You still don't get it, Colson. How many times do I have to tell you.. It's not the secret you told. It's that you TOLD a secret. Period. You don't seem to realize that I'm dirtier than a fucking affair... Fuck." Luna let's out an exasperated sigh. "Let's be honest. In the short time you've known me; I've committed coercion, shot a federal agent, am in the process of setting up an underground abortion clinic... Oh! And I was blackmailed into issuing a public apology for fucking up one person out of what? A fucking dozen? And that's only been in the last 3MNTHS... Seriously, I am a fucking criminal." Colson stares at her as everything begins to register. "Fuck, I've got things going on that you don't even know about yet." She continues to worry as she hits the joint a few times while staring ahead. "And now, I'm terrified to fucking tell you about them."

"Like what?" Colson asks her with a concerned, yet amused SideEye as he takes the joint.

"Why should I tell you? Every criminal who's been caught is usually taken down because of their irrational lover." She looks over at him with a light smirk and hazy blue eyes for the first time during their car ride.

"You really gonna play me like that?" He scoffs at her before inhaling a huge hit.

"I don't know. You wanna say don't call Jax but are your stupid ass, jealous comments gonna get me popped one day?" She bites back as she fumbles for her cigarettes.

"Are you fucking serious?" He spits out as he starts to get angry with her. "What the fuck do you think I would do to you and what the fuck else are you doin' that's worse than what I already know? And where the FUCK are we going?" He demands as they continue to drive.

Luna's quiet for a long moment as she smokes her Newport. She's trying to keep herself calm and figure out exactly how to tell Colson about what things. Already having made her decision long before they got into the SUV to give up her biggest secret.

"Tell me, Luna." Colson asserts as he lights another joint.

"All in?" She asks him firmly as she looks over at him and holds his stare while he grabs her hand to reassure her. "I told you... I'm dirtier than you think. I own properties that clean money and stash shit for one of the biggest distributors on The East Coast." Luna admits in a hushed voice.

"It's for Tommy, isn't it?" Colson immediately snaps as his mind flashes back to his conversation with Benny.

"OH MY FUCKING GAWD!!" Luna can't help but scream. "You are so fucking hung up on other dudes that it's insane and probably what's gonna get me caught!" Luna stops. "How can you not see that I tell you more about myself WILLINGLY than any other human being on This Earth? That you know more about me than Justin ever did." Luna's lip trembles as tears escape from her eyes. "So, yeah... It started with Tommy but I have bigger associates now... " Luna shakes her head. "That's only a blip though. There is so much more at stake for me than that!" Luna slams her palms against the steering wheel in frustration as she begins to sob. "You have no fucking idea." She shakes her head again as her voice breaks.

"Then what is it, Luna?" Colson softens his tone with her.

Coming to a stop light, Luna turns her head and looks Colson dead in the eyes. Her hands are clutching the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles are white. There's a look on her face he's never seen before. It's a mixture of sadness, pain and determination. Taking a shuddered sigh, Luna flicks her cigarette out the window. She finds herself begging The Universe that he won't betray her this time as she's about to tell only Colson her true intentions. Lighting her own joint, she inhales deeply and holds the hit in. Looking over at Colson, she studies him. He stares back, waiting for her words.

"I'm gonna kill Smurf." She states icily before turning away, releasing the brake and focusing on what's ahead. "Still wanna marry me now?" She asks, puffing on the joint without taking her eyes off of the road.

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Part 2 of 2

To be continued...

[baddiebrigade]

My Grandma Said: Traditions + Superstitions RECAP

Hey baddies! Last night’s conversations was THICC! So many great, rich takes that we all decided we need a part II. 

If you missed our Clubhouse talks or just need a refresher, I gotchu: 

Myself (Jamice) and my amazing co-host Carlee delve into the topic of spirituality and traditions amongst Black families. Each speaker shared their own personal experiences growing up and where they are currently in their spiritual journey. Some of the takeaways I loved were: 

1. Spirituality doesn’t rear just one head: There are many facets to one’s spirituality and everyone practices differently. Whether it’s through meditation, prayer, yoga, reading your spiritual book of choice, etc. find what edifies your spirit. 

2. It is you and you only who can decide what your faith looks like: A lot of us had similar experiences growing up in the church and kind of just doing as the family did. Now that we’re older, we have sought out answers for ourselves and have molded our own faith and spiritual practices.Setting boundaries and carving out time to be silent and tap into your spiritual being helps to strengthen your spiritual woman. 

2. There is so much to learn and we are constantly changing: I loved how vulnerable, open, and encouraging everyone on the panel was. Sharing something as intimate as your faith can be scary, but every person on the panel was embraced and I think that is spiritual moment in itself. The ability to connect with one another on something that is so unique and personable to every one of us was amazing and it honestly gave me goosebumps. 

Spirituality is something so simple yet goes so deep for all of us. It can look different despite believing the same things and often changes over time through personal growth and experiences. How do you practice your faith? 

Pt II coming soon and don’t forget to join us this Thursday 01.14.2021 at 7p for “Clothes Minded” fashion talks, right on Clubhouse! 

[bangtanbetchfics]

Apartment 2B (m) | every which way

genre: smuttiest of smut (light bondage, orgasm denial, public sex), fluffiest of fluff rating: explicit pairing: jungkook x female reader word count: 4.1k suggested listening: focus on me - jus2 | movie star - cix | mist - ateez | playlist warnings: casual sex, explicit language, alcohol use summary: you and jungkook can't keep your hands off each other -- but is that all there is to your relationship? notes: never expected the insane reception to this series. lots of fun smut here paired with fluffy fluff - so enjoy! (◕‿◕✿) navigation: ch. i | ch. ii | ch. iii | finale

“Are we ever going to get up?” You ask as you stroke Jungkook’s hair to wake him up. His lids are half hung as he looks at you. 

“Never.” Jungkook groans as he snuggles closer to you. He nudges your nose with his and places a quick kiss on your lips. You’re both skin-to-skin and the warmth between your bodies envelops the two of you.

A soft light trickles through the shades, and the muffled sounds of cars making their way through the city float through the open the window. Schoolbuses hum by, and the light laughter of children tickles your ears.

“I could honestly lay here with you all day.” He whispers as your limbs entangle, and the sheets you’re under crumple to your forms. 

“You just look so beautiful in the morning.” Jungkook says as he looks into your eyes for a moment -- his expression soft. Your mind wonders why he has extra little galaxies revolving around his pupils as you brush your thumb over his bottom lip.

Jungkook studies your face before lowering his eyes. 

He takes a long, thoughtful pause. 

Jungkook then brings his eyes back up to meet yours.

“Tell me about the last guy you were with. Was he like me?” Jungkook inquires, his eager eyes awaiting your response. 

“Not at all.” Jungkook furrows his brows in worry, but you continue your story.

“He was a doctor, never saw the man much. He worked around-the-clock .” You pause for a second to reflect on the memory. 

“I thought I was independent enough to handle it, but I couldn’t.” You answer. “He always acted like I was needy when we did get to spend time together. I didn’t need that shit in my life.” Jungkook’s eyes turn introspective for a second.

“What about you?” You look down at Jungkook as he starts to snuggle into your neck. “I’ve only had two solid girlfriends, to be honest.” He replies, and you look down at him in shock. 

“Don’t act so surprised. One of them was back when I was in middle school, too. Love of my life.” He chuckles and the vibrations from his laugh tickle your neck. You try to suppress the smile forming on your lips, but it’s no use.

“Don’t so many girls go for you now, though? I find it hard to believe you weren’t fucking every night before we met.” You say as you start to laugh out loud. 

“I’m actually quite shy, you know. Thank god for my wingwoman, Miri. I owe that girl my life for introducing me to you.” You see Jungkook blush, and stop massaging his hair for a second.

You wonder about the gravity of the comment, but you let it go.

“Now. The important stuff. How many times could he make you cum in one night?” He chuckles, running a hand through his own hair. 

“None, actually.” You respond, and Jungkook’s eyes grow wide as he looks up at you. “I mean, if I got out my Hitachi while he was inside me, yeah. But otherwise fuck no.” You shrug.

“Then what makes me different?” Jungkook insists. 

“You’re spontaneous. I never know what I’m going to get from you...in a good way.” He snickers, satisfied with the response.

“Oh, like this?” He asks, smiling into your neck as he starts to kiss it. 

He can feel your pulse starting to race under his lips. 

Jungkook starts to suck at your neck, causing a hickey to bloom. His hands smooth over your body under the covers until they reach your now-wet folds. 

“You’re always so wet for me.” He whispers to you with a wicked chuckle in your ear, making goosebumps rise on your skin.

Jungkook’s finger slips inside you and you let out an airy moan.

“Jungkook, you’re gonna make me late for w-” You gasp out as you feel him insert a second finger into you. Your chest starts to rise up and down as he fingers you, while he exerts his warm breaths in your ear.

Jungkook removes his fingers from you before licking them as you watch. He slides down your body underneath the covers until he reaches the opening in your legs. 

“Jungkook, n-no-n-” He wastes no time going to town on you as you clutch the sheets and start to moan. 

Jungkook was pure fucking evil for this.

Your fingers struggle to grab his hair as waves of pleasure radiate throughout your body. 

You let out a shameless groan as he finishes and moves on top of you to kiss you. You suck at his lips to taste the last of your juices before he pecks the side of your cheek.

“You’re honestly getting too good at this.” You say breathlessly as you put your arms around his neck. 

“Oh, I know.” Jungkook replies as he lets out another mischievous little laugh.

Jungkook pulls you up into his lap and kisses you. You lean into him as you wrap your legs around his waist. 

You notice the kiss isn’t as eager as it usually is. 

It’s slow. 

It’s passionate.

You look Jungkook in the eyes for a few seconds to try to figure out why, but you get lost in his features. 

The way his tousled locks somehow swoop perfectly over one of his eyes. The tiny mole on his nose. The sweet pink color of his lips. The small little scar on his cheek.

You give up trying to figure him out and dive back into a kiss. You smooth your hands over Jungkook’s muscled chest and then wrap your arms around his neck. You feel him squeeze your waist.

Jungkook pulls from the kiss to look at you.

“I thought you were gonna be late for work?” Jungkook says with a smirk. 

"Work can wait.” You glare at him for a little bit before you dive back in to kiss him again. He laughs and snaps back from your eager lips.

“Easy, easy. Let’s get you ready.” Jungkook grunts and lifts you up, carrying you toward the bathroom.

**

The two of you stand underneath the shower head, tongues working in each other’s mouths. You hold Jungkook’s face and then throw your arms around his neck. He pulls your waist into him, and the steam from the shower envelops the room in a smoky haze.

Jungkook turns you around, holding you by your waist. He runs his hand up your back before running it back down, and then grabs his cock. He enters you, and you put your hand on the wall to stabilize yourself. He starts to thrust into you as he throws his head back. 

“Fuck, that’s so good.” He breathes out and blows through his lips with each thrust as he picks up pace.

Jungkook then pulls you back toward him by your damp hair and you gasp out in pleasure.

“Tell me, did that guy fuck you good like this? Hmm?” He asks. You can’t help but moan at every thrust as he starts to pound into you, and he starts to match your moans.

“No.” You whimper. “Who’s pussy is this then? Is it still his pussy?” He asks, firmer this time. 

“No... y-yours.” You manage to get out as the stream from the shower threatens to suffocate your air supply. “Hmm?” Jungkook pretends not to hear you as he jackhammers you even faster. His maniacal pace makes you lose focus in the pleasure it provides for a second before he yanks at your hair again.

“A-ah, yours-” You cry out as he lands a thrust that sends you over the edge. “Shit.” He says as he pulls out, and he finishes over the shower wall.

“So good.” He releases your hair to kiss your shoulder, and he holds your waist firmly so your legs don’t give out. You’re heaving and so is he. Waves of bliss continue to surge through both of your bodies.

“That’s already twicebefore work.” You utter breathlessly, and you smile. 

Jungkook smiles as he nuzzles your neck and places small kisses on your shoulders.

**

You walk hurriedly through the glass doors to your office, and make a beeline straight toward your boss’ desk. 

“I’m so sorry I’m late. My dog was super sick and I had to get her to the vet this morning.” You say in a pleading tone. 

“You’re good. You do your work better than half the fuckin’ clowns here anyway.” Your boss whispers, waving you off. She takes a second glance at you to look at the scarf around your neck.

“Really like these scarves you’ve been wearing recently for summer. They’re so chic!” She exclaims. 

You reach up and realize what she’s referring to. You honestly forgot you were wearing it. 

“Yeah, fashionable!” You nod at her as before you walk away, a blush settling on your cheeks. Only you knew it wasn’t for fashion, and you kind of liked that feeling.

You make your way to your workstation to evaluate your schedule for the day, but just as you sit down, your phone buzzes.

[10:39 am] JK: Can’t wait 2 cu tonight...lol

[10:39 am] JK: What time did we have to meet up w/ Yuna & her GF again?

[10:41 am] You: Same lol 

[10:41 am] You: 7p for the dbl date w/ Yuna.

[10:56 am] JK: K ^^

**

Your car arrives in front of the restaurant and Jungkook hops out and runs to your side. He opens the door for you, and holds his hand out. You place your hand in his as you look up at him, and blush a bit.

You still can’t get over how Jungkook’s muscled frame somehow still shines through in his suit. He watches you as you get out, equally awestruck by your body line in a black dress. 

He swallows as you look up at him, and you can see him visibly trying to calm himself.

“Guys ! Over here!” Yuna shouts at the two of you, breaking through the moment. Yuna wags an arm your way to get you to hurry.

“Let’s go inside.” You say, intertwining your hand with Jungkook’s. He looks down, and then at you. He smiles to himself as you lead him toward the restaurant.

Yuna hurries you two over to meet her girlfriend. “This is my longtime girlfriend, Sora.” Yuna says, smiling. Yuna’s girlfriend is tall, raven-haired and leggy. 

“Uhm, T-This is my-, uhm , this is Jungkook.” You hesitate, before Jungkook reaches his hand out to shake Sora’s. He looks at you afterwards.

“You’re a fuckin’ hottie. Too bad I like girls.” Sora gleams as she looks at Jungkook. 

“Isn’t he something? The sweetest bean, too.” Yuna giggles. Sora tries to give you a secret thumbs up and wink, but she’s as discreet as a freight truck rolling over unfinished road. 

Jungkook notices and smiles so hard his nose scrunches up on his face.

**

You all get seated at a square table with all the usual dressings: candles, too many plates, too many utensils and too many glasses. You and Jungkook sit at opposite ends of the table; so do Yuna and Sora.

Yuna looks the menu, lamenting over the lack of choices. 

“You’re so lucky I love you. You know I hate this frilly shit, Sora.” Yuna says, pouting in her direction.

“Some fancy vegetables will do you good, love.” Sora retorts back.

As the two of them are distracted, you slip your foot out of your shoe and an inch it toward Jungkook. Jungkook is immersed in their banter before he feels your foot on his leg. 

He inhales a bit, looking at you.

Yuna takes a sip of her wine as she looks at you and Jungkook.

“Tell me your secret. You’re fucking glowing. What kind of fairy dust are you sprinkling on her, JK?” Yuna teases. You and Jungkook both bite your lip as you give each other a knowing look. Your foot is now on his hardening bulge, and you caress your foot over it.

You take a sip of your wine, enjoying watching him squirm. 

“Uhm, I-” Jungkook starts, but your foot gets firmer on his bulge causing him to yelp as he takes a sip of water.

“You don’t have to answer her. She’s trolling.” You say, taking another sip of your wine as you glare at Yuna.

“Fuck, babe, look how small the portion is.” Yuna fusses as your meals arrive. “I’m sorry I’m such a brat, but god are they serious?” Yuna continues as she takes another sip of her wine.

As Yuna and Sora lose focus again, Jungkook exhales to cool himself as you hit a sweet spot with your foot. Your eyes turn seductive for a moment as you feel his bulge is fully hard under your foot. You pull your foot away, and sit up, pulling your shoe back on. 

You bite your lip and give him bedroom eyes before taking another sip of wine. You swirl you drink around in your glass before you set it down.

“How long have the two of you been together?” Sora asks as she refocuses on you two. Yuna cuts into her meal and takes a reluctant bite, awaiting a response.

You open your mouth to speak, but Jungkook beats you to it.

“Twelve weeks, 84 days, two-thousand and sixteen hours...whatever you’d like to call it. That’s how long.” Jungkook says confidently, looking at the two. You gawk at Jungkook, and you feel your heart thump in your chest.

“That’s so cute.” Sora smirks at Yuna, and the two put their hands over their mouths and blush.

Jungkook licks the inside of his cheek. He has a proud look on his face as he dives into his steak again.

You look at him and smile, trying not to gush inside.

As both Yuna and Sora are searching for the waiter, you get up and brush your finger over Jungkook’s shoulder as you walk by. His body freezes for a second and he stops his lightning speed chews. He waits a few moments before putting his fork down. He takes a sip of his wine and stands up.

Jungkook clears his throat, looking to Yuna and Sora who put their attention back on him.

“Excuse my rudeness. I’ll be right back.” Jungkook says as he bows to the two women before walking off.

They nod and continue in their pursuit of the waiter.

**

“God,you just can’t get enough can you?” Jungkook grunts through his teeth, a firm hand in your hair. He’s pressed into your body -- fucking you against the inside wall of a stall in the men’s bathroom.

“You just like getting fucked like a little slut, hmm?” He says as his grip tightens on your hair, and you eagerly nod your head as you let out a devilish laugh. You let out cries of pleasure as he hits you deep, over and over. The sound of your wetness echoes in bathroom as you moan.

Footsteps start to fall in the direction of the men’s bathroom.

The two of you stop breathing for a moment and Jungkook quickly lifts you up around his waist.

The door to the bathroom squeaks open as the two of you hold your breaths in your throat. 

The man goes about his business and leaves.

“That was so fucking hot.” You grab Jungkook’s face, looking at him. 

“Yeah? ” He asks. He’s still got you in his arms, and he starts fucking you against a wall of the stall again. You cum immediately after a few strokes and dig your nails into his shoulders for stability.

“That’s number three today.” You laugh, kissing him. He sets you down as you pull your dress back down.

“You go first, I’ve gotta fix my lipstick.” You say as you give him a peck him on the lips. He nods, buttoning his suit jacket back up.

**

You near your table and Jungkook shoots you a smirk as you sit back down. 

Yuna seems to catch him. 

Jungkook’s eyes grow wide as he makes eye contact with her. He then slowly puts another piece of steak in his mouth.

You look down at your food, pretending to concentrate on the meal in front of you.

The table sits in silence for a few moments -- nothing but the ambiance of chewing and sipping noises to comfort you. 

Yuna sits back in her chair and twirls her fork in her hand before she studies the both of you.

“Utensils down.” Yuna demands as she clears her throat. You and Jungkook glance at each other before looking to Yuna. You comply.

“Let me clear the air for a sec. Did you two just fuck?” Yuna asks, slamming her fork down and folding her arms. 

“Yuna!” You kick her, and everyone at the table laughs.

“Hot. ” Yuna says, laughing.

Yuna didn’t let you get away with shit.

“You think I didn’t notice you two eye-fucking in front of my salad?!” Yuna exclaims. 

“Sora, let’s get the fuck out of here and go fuck too.” Yuna laughs, waving her hand in the air for the waiter to bring the check. “And I want a fucking cheeseburger!” She exclaims.

You and Jungkook look at each other and smile.

**

On the cab ride home, you and Jungkook can’t keep your hands off each other. You kiss him intently as you palm his hard-on through his suit pants. He groans and you start to suck at his neck. 

You notice the cab driver taking a look at the scene through the rearview, and you signal for him to roll up the partition.

Jungkook’s made you shameless by now.

You climb into Jungkook’s lap and kiss him harder, as you start to grind on him. He groans, tossing his head back in pleasure. Kisses and heavy breaths between you start to fill the car with humidity.

You give the cab driver an extra twenty-dollar bill as you exit and he nods.

**

You both burst through the door to your apartment and Jungkook shuts it, pressing you against it. You unbutton his shirt completely and run your hands up and down his hard, toned form.

Jungkook turns you around and put your hands on the door, starting to slowly unzip your dress from the back. The feeling of each rung of the zip coming undone seems to drag as his breaths turn ragged in your ear. He slowly slips the dress off your shoulders and body before turning you back around to face him.

“Good to see you’re wearing what I got you.” Jungkook says, breaths heavy as he marvels at your body.

It’s a lacy black lingerie set accompanied by a garter belt. 

Jungkook curls a finger under the strap of one of the suspenders, running his finger up and down it.

“Well, you owed me from ripping the first set.” You retort, not letting him catch your lips. He lets the garter belt snap to your skin in revenge.

You slink from under his arms as he follows your walk toward a chair.

“Sit down.” You demand, and he complies, shrugging his shirt off his shoulders a bit. He sits down with his legs spread wide and a cocky smirk on his face.

Jungkook watches you, his eyes wide as you straddle him. You play with his silk tie a bit to tease him before you undo it.

“What are you gonna do to me?” He taunts as he watches you. You take the silk scarf and position his hands behind his back, tying the tie tight around them. 

“Be a good boy. Don’t say a word.” You whisper, putting a finger up to your lips. He moans in anticipation before he lets out a little chuckle. He was miles stronger than a silk tie, but he decides to play along.

Jungkook flexes his arms to remind you how strong he is before you start to kiss his neck. This weakens him a little bit as he throws his head back. You grind on him a bit before you slip downward onto the floor and look up at him.

You lean forward and start to unzip Jungkook’s pants as slowly as he undid your dress. 

Jungkook squirms in the chair a bit, and you feel him grow harder. You immediately take Jungkook into your mouth, and his eyes roll back into his head. You work on him furiously, but as you feel him getting close and you come to a sudden halt.

“Ah, fuck.” He groans in displeasure, watching you. “Didn’t I tell you not to talk?” You say as you straddle him, and then insert him inside you. You look at him, holding onto his face as you start to ride him. 

You intentionally make gasping sounds as you roll your hips on him, and his breaths increase with yours. You start to bounce on his cock, and Jungkook starts to lose composure. He starts to fiddle with the tie behind his back as his breathing grows faster.

Jungkook groans as you roll your hips off him, and stand up. He follows you toward the bedroom.

**

As you enter the bedroom, you push Jungkook down onto the edge of the mattress. 

You stand in between Jungkook’s legs, looking down at him. 

You start to slowly strip off your lingerie while Jungkook watches you. Just when he thinks you’re close to removing a piece, you pull it back on. He throws his head back in impatience before he bits his lip.

After several rounds, beads of sweat start to slip down Jungkook’s body.

You finally remove the items and straddle him again, and he immediately takes one of your nipples in his mouth as he moans. You grab his neck and you lean in closer to meet his eager mouth.

You put your lips on his, and he starts to kiss you hungrily. You moan into his mouth as he swirls his tongue around yours and nips at your lips. 

“Good boy.” You whisper as you untie him, a little smirk on your face.

Jungkook quickly digs his fingers into the flesh of your ass, before slapping your cheeks a few times. 

“God . You just like fucking with me don’t you ?” He slaps harder as he continues to hit your cheeks with each word. He licks his lips, looking at you.

“Maybe. ” You tease as you bite your lip. You give him a little glare and he directs a low growl at you.

Jungkook flips you onto the bed on your stomach, and spreads you out onto all fours. Jungkook kisses you down your shoulders back before he aligns to your entrance. He enters you immediately, covering your body with his as he thrusts into your hole. 

“You like that, hmm? ” His asks, his lips to your ears.

 Jungkook takes slow strokes this time to torture you a bit. 

“You thought I’d fuck you fast right now, hmm?” He torments, each stroke hitting the base of your core before almost coming out. Each stroke is slow and deep, and his hard cock stretches your walls with every entrance.

The long strokes paired with quick ones sends the both of you over the edge. 

Jungkook quickly turns you over, and you open your mouth to take his release in. 

He kisses your lips before bringing you into his arms.

“That was four. ” He chuckles into your ear.

** 

Another morning comes. 

You open your eyes and Jungkook’s already awake, admiring you. 

“Good morning. ” He whispers. You focus on him, and his eyes seem to glimmer with extra stars this morning. He puts his hand up to stroke your cheek with his thumb.

“Tell me...what was up with last night?” You ask sleepily. 

“I can’t believe you knew how many days it was since we met.” You chuckle, looking at him. His face is serious as he looks at you, and your smile fades.

“I’ve actually been meaning to tell you something.” Jungkook adjusts his head to get a better look at you.

“Jungkook, what is it?” You ask, as your brows furrow. 

“Tell me.” You start to stroke his hair, concerned.

He looks at you intently, and then takes a pause for what feels like an eternity.

“I knew because, well...from the day I met you, I knew I’d fall in love with you.” Jungkook says, and his hair falls into his eyes as he looks at you. 

“And...I’m in love with you...right now. I mean it. ” Jungkook says softly, and you feel your cheeks get hot.

“Jungkook, I-” You can’t catch your breath as you intertwine your fingers with his, and the both of you fade into a kiss.

notes: did you enjoy it? In your feels? look forward to more later this week~ ೕ(˃̵ᴗ˂̵ ๑)

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