#Moon Jongup Smut

[jongupfics]

Jongup x reader. Skydive AU

[thekpop-illnessgotme]

Just keep quiet

Group: B.A.P

Genre: Smut (tbc)

[mrsarnasdelicious]

Smut Masterlist

Solo x Reader

Adam Driver [Bartender AU]

Axel Cluney [1]

Bang Yongguk [1] [2]

Bob Morley

Christian Linke

Jack Gilinsky

Jackson Wang

Jon Snow

Kian Lawley

Kylo Ren

Levi Jones

Luke Hemmings [1/2]

Moon Jongup

Nash Grier

Sam Wilkinson

Shawn Mendes

Son Hyunwoo Don't Talk, Just Kiss

Tristan Evans

Viktor Krum

Multiple x Reader

Shipping

Derek Hale x Isaac Lahey

Nate Maloley x Jacob Whitesides

Jo Halbig x Mäx Schlichter

Shawn Mendes x Christian Linke [II]

Timo Sonnenschein x David Bonk

Bang Yongguk x Jung Daehyung

[cazziamo]

Heat Resistance (m)

requested: yes

 bap jongup smut? ;)

Group/Member: B.A.P./ Moon Jongup

word count: 3.7k words

summary: The heat was ruthless, both day and night. But your boyfriend, however, was the most ruthless of them all.

The summers were hot. Hot most likely wasn’t a word descriptive enough to get the full feeling across. Scorching, broiling, searing, blistering, scalding, roasting- the list could go on and on. While the days were absolutely horrible, filled with cold showers and numerous trips to the water fountains and countless dollars spent on batteries for your little hand held fan, the nights offered no relief whatsoever. The nights were spent tossing and turning, sweating enough that the hairs falling out of your haphazard ponytails and buns and braids sticking to your forehead and neck. The nights were filled with irritated kicks at the covers and sheets, sleeping with one leg out or with the covers gone altogether in an attempt to reach a comfortable temperature; sometimes the discomfort was so bad that you disregarded the bed altogether and slept on the cool hardwood floors of your shared apartment, using nothing but a pillow to support your head.

Honestly, you would put money on the fact that maybe you wouldn’t be so hot at night if you didn’t share a bed with someone who had the body temperature of a space heater, who also preferred to cuddle at night. You loved your boyfriend, and the safety and security you felt being encased in his arms at night- really, you did- but it was just too hot.So no matter how you tried to endure the heat for the sake of comfort and to feed the general craving for late night intimacy, you always wound up pushing him away, or waiting for him to fall asleep so you could slip your way from his arms.

“Jong,” you would whine, pushing slightly against his chest. “Come on, it’s too hot.” Most of the time, Jongup would groan in complain, but he would otherwise comply and let go.

There were also the times where you would finally manage to find peace in your bed, but just as you begin to drift away into the realm of sleep, Jongup would stir. Nine times out of ten, he would roll over with his eyes still closed, throat still rough from sleep, and reach out for you. His arms would pull you to him, pressing his chest heatedly against your back, pulling you in close enough that you could feel every inch of his hard-on that would press into the crease of your bum. As much as you loved him and as much as you loved having sex with him, it was just too fucking hot.

“Jong,” you would whine again, pushing slightly against his chest. “Come on, it’s too hot.” Usually, he would give in and let you go again, willing himself to sleep, although admittedly with a huge pout on his lips.

Jongup was never a pusher to begin with. He was actually rather shy when it came to almost anything, which was one of the things that you loved about him. He never tried to force you to do something you didn’t want to, never tried to convince you of anything after the first refusal. He was always the sweetest and tended to put you before himself for pretty much everything. If he was doing the shopping, he picked mostly things he knew you liked. If he went shopping for more clothes or shoes, he always bought something for you. Even down to the TV shows you both watched, or where you went for dates, it was always whatever you wanted, your pleasure before his own. There weren’t many guys left like that in the world, and you were always astonished by the fact that you had managed to get someone like Moon Jongup. In every way, he was your own little blessing. But sometimes, you wished he would be a bit more selfish. He was shy, you understood, but being in a relationship wasn’t all about one person, no matter how much he enjoyed it that way. You wanted to do all sorts of things for him too- make his favorite meals, buy him gifts, anything to make him happy.

Tonight was like every other night at first. Your shower was cold, you pajamas covering as little skin as you could manage, and bed covers bunched at the foot of the bed, fan spinning at the top speed it could go. The night was spent tossing and turning, sweating enough that the hairs falling out of your haphazard and messy bun were sticking to your forehead and neck. The night was filled with irritated kicks at the covers and sheets, sleeping with the covers gone altogether in an attempt to reach a comfortable temperature. You were drifting in and out of a semi comfortable sleep at around three in the morning, when Jongup rolled over, grabbed you tightly around the waist and yanked you across the bed. He pulled you flush against his body, pressing his chest to your back so tightly that you could feel every dip and curve of his abdomen, as well as his usual ‘problem.’

“Babe,” He would whisper gently, starting by peppering small, opened mouth kisses up and down the sides of your neck. As his lips migrated from your neck down across your shoulders and back up to your jawline, he began to speak again. “I need a little help.”

“Jonguppie, it’s way too hot.” You whined, shoving your face into your pillow in an attempt to ignore the delicious heat licking at your backside. He sucked on the sensitive skin at the juncture of your neck, softly biting before tracing his tongue around it. “Jongup, seriously.”

“Exactly.” He retaliated, which somewhat surprised you. Usually, Jongup would have just rolled back over and gone to sleep, but this time he was pushing a bit. “It’s already hot, so what’s a bit extra gonna do? Besides,” Jongup cut himself off, rolling over so that he was half hovering over you, forearms pressed against the bed to keep him up. “You whine about the heat all the time. We should do some… resistance training. Y’know, build up some endurance.”

You could feel your resolve weakening. It was amazing, t be honest, just how easily Jongup could tur you into putty. His lips and tongue were still keeping themselves busy on your neck, although in the new position, Jongup was ducking down t press kisses along your chest, sucking particularly on your collarbones. He rolled the rest of the way over, so that he was completely on top of you, taking a second to situate himself. He was nestled in between your legs comfortably, which you had spread accommodatingly out of habit for him, one arm holding him up while the other was tracing lines along your hip. Annoyingly enough, you no longer wanted him to get off and stop so you could sleep, but instead you just wanted him to kiss you already.

“Jongup,” you breathed gently, reaching a hand up to tangle in his hair, messy from sleep. You ran your hands through it softly once, twice, then three times- but on the third time you kept your hand still at the back of his head, tugging softly on it as you brought him down into a kiss.

When your lips finally met, the concerns about the heat and your discomfort all but disappeared from your mind. His lips were soft against yours, but the kiss quickly turned into something a bit rougher, something desperate. His teeth nipped at your bottom lip, biting and tugging gently, sucking on it as he went. Groaning loudly, you deepened the kiss. It was a sort of battle, tongues desperately clashing against one another, gums smashing together, noses bumping as you tried to pull each other as close as humanly possible. You pulled away for a split second just to attach you lips to the sensitive spot where his neck met his jawline and suck roughly, sure to leave a bruise. Jongup moaned loudly, long and deep and absolutely guttural, the sound shooting straight between your legs like a wildfire. Bucking your hips up, you brushed you thinly clothed sex across Jongup’s boxers, pressing every inch of your heat against his length. The resounding moan that tore from his lips- holy shit, you had never heard anything sexier.

Jongup broke away from your hold to tug off his top, a simple black sleeveless top, which was already sticking to his body from sweat. The second his skin was exposed you were on him, hands sliding up his stomach  and then past his chest, running your thumbs over is nipples as you passed them. Your hands curled around his shoulder to wind around his neck again as you leaned up, chasing him for another kiss. Jongup leaned back away from you, laughing.

“You’re the one who said it was too hot.” He said, grinning.“And you’re the one who said we needed to chase the heat away.” You shot back. “Besides, what the hell, Jong? Why  are you teasing me when you’re that hard?”

“Because I like you best when you’re whining.” He laughed. You smacked his shoulder, pushing yourself up and on top of Jongup. On your way up, you hastily yanked off your tank top, leaving your upper body bare.

You felt his hands before you even saw them move. They started low at your hips, before sliding up the curve of your back. One hand stayed up to tangle in your hair, winding into the strands underneath the loosened bun, while the other slipped back down and around to grab hold of a breast. Jongup sat up, keeping you straddling his lap, and roughly pulled your hair to crane your neck. As his hand massaged your left breast his mouth descended on your left. He sucked roughly on your nipple, before dragging his teeth against it and tugging. You whined loudly, grinding your hips down on his erection. He released your nipple with a loud pop and pushed you down onto the bed. His fingers dipped into the waistband of your sleep shorts and past the line of your panties,pulling them down before skimming gently along your slit once, twice, three times, before dipping inside. His fingers circled up and over your clit, flicking it gently. Your hands scrambled for purchase along Jongup’s shoulders, gripping them tightly as you moaned, rolling your hips into his hands.

“Jesus,” Jongup groaned, the veins in his neck straining as he visibly swallowed. “Holy hell, you’re wet. C-Can I…?”

You knew exactly what he was asking for. As confident as he seemed most of the time, Jongup really was a shy man. The idea if asking to eat you out itself was mortifying to him, no matter how much he enjoyed doing it, and how much you enjoyed receiving. So, he usually tried to find any way that he could to essentially beat around the bush, to ask without asking. And usually, you accepted. His lips were plump, and his tongue was long. The things he could do with his tongue- just thinking about it was enough to get you off. But this time, you didn’t want things to be about you. Jongup was always doing things for your pleasure alone, so you figured it was time do return the favor.

“No, not this time. You always go down on me, and you always do such a good job, babe.” You murmured, sitting up. You sat on your knees in front of him, pushing him gently so that he was laying flat on his back. “Let me do this for you.” With that, you began to trace your fingers lightly around the waistband of his boxers, dipping your fingers in to gently rub the skin before you began to pull his underwear off entirely. Then you grabbed him, your grip was soft, skimming your thumb up and down the side of his shaft before squeezing tightly at the base.

You felt his whole body shudder, a low groan humming through his body as he dropped his bead back. As you trailed your hand along the underside of his cock, your nails dragged against his skin, thumb circling the head of his dick before your mouth descended. His breathing hitched and the muscles in his legs tightened visibly as took him into your mouth, keeping your tongue pressed against him as you took him farther into your mouth. When you hollowed your cheeks and sucked, his hips bucked up roughly without warning, and he let out a loud moan that sounded closer to a whine.

In the time that you and Jongup had been together, this was the first time you had ever given him head. You supposed that it all boiled down to the fact that Jongup simply preferred giving to receiving, but it was something that you had always wanted to do. The image of him a whining mess beneath you, muscles straining under the effort to keep still, eyes screwed closed, fists curled into the sheets or even better yet, tightened into your hair, was one of the biggest turn ons you could think of. Even now, as you steadily worked your way up and down his cock, licking along the veins on the underside of his dick, bobbing your head up and down in varying rhythms to tease him, you were resisting the urge to rub your thighs together. There was no way that you weren’t dripping, not with the way that Jongup was moaning your name.

"[Y/N],“ He said with visible effort, lifting his head to look down at you. "Holy hell, why haven’t we done this before?” He groaned with a particularly hard suck, the hand that wasn’t holding him up flying down to tangle itself tightly into your hair. Eventually, Jongup decided to give up on being polite and letting you have your way with him. He began to tug on your hair, guiding you into a speed that he wanted. There was one particular pull on your hair that did it for you- he had roughly yanked your hair in a way that pushed you further down onto his cock, and you loved every bit of it. The stinging in your scalp had effectively traveled its way down into your dripping sex in a way you didn’t think possible. You moaned loudly, although slightly muffled by his cock, and that seemed to be the final straw for him.

With another rough tug, Jongup pulled you off of him quickly, leaving you dazed and open mouthed and panting deliciously. He pushed you back onto the bed, saying “Hurry and get on all fours.” His eyes flashed, and you knew you weren’t going to keep him waiting. Hell, you felt as though if you weren’t touched within the next ten seconds, you were going to cry.

You tugged your sleeping shorts and underwear off in one motion, tossing them somewhere randomly before turning over to settle comfortably on your knees, bending forward to settle your weight into your forearms and push your ass out. Your body was hot, unbelievably so; you could feel the flush of your skin without seeing it, and you could already tell that you had a sheen of sweat about you. You were breathing heavily, on the verge of panting, and Jongup hadn’t even touched you yet.

You soon felt his hand brushing themselves over your body; over the swell of your ass, down to your thighs, back up and around to caress your breasts, and then finally to the aching spot between your legs. By this point you knew the both of you were too worked up and impatient for any more foreplay, but Jongup had always been a tease, so he took his time. He dipped a finger in between your lower lips, dragging it down to your opening, before pushing two fingers in. His other hand continued to squeeze your ass, borderline roughly, before swinging down in a loud crack. You breathed in sharply, whining quietly as you pushed back against his hand.

“Jongup, please,” You breathed, bucking your hips against his fingers again. “No more teasing.”

“Then what do you want me to do, babe?” He asked, no doubt smirking. This way another thing you had found that Jongup had a thing for. He like to make you say things straight out, almost to the point of begging. Maybe it was the dirty talking aspect of it, or maybe it really was the begging that got him- you weren’t sure. But what you were sure of was that it got him heated up like almost nothing else. So you swallowed your pride, figuring that at this point, you’d rather be fucked than hold onto the last bit of dignity.

“Please, Jongup,” you began to whine again, rotating your hips. “Please, please, just fuck me already. Please, Jong!”

“Since you asked so nicely.” He said teasingly, leaning down to press kisses along your shoulders and back. You could feel him pressing up against your ass, harder than rock and still wet from your mouth, and you could hear the ripping sound of the condom package opening. Within a few seconds, he was sliding into you smoothly. He bottomed out easily, his thighs pressed against yours, and didn’t waste any time before pulling back to the tip and thrusting. The pace was set quickly, a rough and fast one that sent your body pushing foreward, moving enough that you had to brace your hands against the headboard to keep you from hitting it. Your fingers scrambled for purchase, back arching as you kept trying to return his thrusts.

Jongup’s hips continued to snap forward at a steady pace, and your moans only continued to rise in volume. You were sure that it hadn’t been long since he started, but you were already close. “J-Jong, Jong I’m,” you stuttered helplessly, one of your hands slipping down to grab the sheets. “I can’t!” You cried.

One hand was gripping your waist tightly, tight enough that you were sure there would be bruises tomorrow, but the other one let go and began to move around to your front. It circled around and found its place between your legs, rubbing furiously at your clit. You cried out louder than you had before, ultimately giving up on holding the headboard, instead slumping down. You buried your head into the pillows, gripping them tightly and moaning into them.

Jongup’s hips began to stutter as he groaned louder. “Come on, babe.” He panted, flicking your clit again. “Come on, give it to me. Let go.” The pressure in your stomach built to an almost painful point as Jongup continued to speak to you, voice rough and strained. It snapped suddenly, your orgasm sweeping over you unexpectedly, like being hit by a wave from behind. You were sure that you screamed, body seizing up and shaking as you desperately bucked your hips back into Jongup. You probably sounder hysterical, long streams of ‘oh my god’ and 'fuck, oh shit’ and Jongup’s name most likely almost incoherent in your bliss.

Jongup hadn’t cum yet. His hips kept pushing, snapping forward over and over again, prolonging your orgasm for that much longer. You could hear him cursing behind you, and you instinctively knew he was biting his lips, seeking his own end. His fingers hadn’t moved from you clit yet, and the over sensitivity was beginning to take over your sense. You squirmed in his hold, arms almost folding backwards to grab onto him. The pleasure was beginning to wane and then spike again, rising even quicker the second time. “Jongup, please." You cried desperately. "I- I can’t, not another, I-”

“Yes, you can.” He spoke roughly, grabbing you by the hair and pulling you up. Your back was pressed against his chest, back arched as the both of you were on your knees, him thrusting into you from behind. “One more, baby. C'mon. Give me one more.” His hand trailed from your hair down your neck, eventually stopping over your right breast. His hips were beginning to lose the steady rhythm, and he began to place hot, open mouthed kisses along your neck, you knew he was getting close. One of your hands flew back to grab onto him, using him as an anchor as you began to press down against him. You wanted him to finish, you wanted him to feel as good as he had made you, as he was making you feel. Jongup moaned loudly, breaking off roughly with a hitched breath and slammed his hips into especially hard as you felt him twitch inside of you. He was cumming, and as he slammed another sloppy thrust against you, so were you.

You don’t know how long it took for both of you to come back to reality, but when you began to process your surroundings again, you realized you were laying down, Jongup beside you. He had already taken off the condom, tied it and tossed it into the bin, and he was now staring at you with a goofy grin on his face.

“What the hell are you looking at?” You hated how breathy your voice sounded, like you had just run a marathon. You also hated how that only made his smile grow.He spread his arms wide.

“Come here.” You sighed and pretended to shake your head at him, but you did as he asked. He tucked your head under his chin, with you resting comfortably against him. It took a few tries, but Jongup managed to kick the blanket far enough up his legs that he pulled it over the both of you. “So,” he began slowly, grinning. You scowled at him. “How did you like the resistance training? Helpful right?” You could both hear and feel him chuckling, and despite yourself, you found yourself laughing with him.

“Shut up and go to sleep.” You told him, settling down again.

“Yes, ma'am.”

[kpopchangedme]

라면 먹고 갈래

Jongup’s a bit clueless about how badly you want to take your relationship to the next level... Even after you invite him over “라면 먹고 갈래?”

Protagonists: Moon Jongup & You

Word Count: 5.7k

Genre: NSFW - *Smut* - Humour (hopefully) - Dating - Fluff - Coworker!AU - *swearing*

Lys’ note: Warning; this Fic features sex with Jongup, poor love advices by Daehyun & Himchan, an emphatic Youngjae and an exasperated intervention by a not so profesionnal Bang Yongguk. Enjoy.

M A S T E R L I S T

You drop behind your desk, holding to your usual coffee cup like it’s your lifesaver; because it kind of is. You glance at the clock.

8:40

Made it. Satisfied, you take a sip of the black beverage. As the bitter taste fills your mouth, you sigh, already feeling more alive. You didn’t get nearly enough sleep last night. Like in slow motion, Dalia inclines her chair to look in your cubicle. Meeting her inquiring eyes, you shrug.

“There’s no way you’re already here!” She looks at her phone for the time. “Jeez, here I was, hoping you’d be late because you got lucky.” Your co-worker shakes her head defeated and you roll your eyes back. “Don’t judge me, I’ve been living with my boyfriend for so long; your life’s the only excitement I have!”

“Wow, I bet Yuto would love to hear that!” You laugh, curving an eyebrow. As far as you know her couple life’s way more exciting than your single dating one.

“So, what happened?” She ignores your comment to directly start her interrogation. “Was he as boringly perfect as always?”

“Hey, Jongup’s not boring!” You frown.

“Whatever suits you darling. What was he wearing? Give me details.”

“A white tee and black jeans?” She rolls her eyes. “Wait, he also wore a leather jacket!”

“I meant underneath!” She pouts cutely. “Come on, give me something juicy to work with… Did you get your freak on?”

***

“The movie was great.” Jongup bounces excitedly, making you smile.

“You already said that! You even said that about the new Lara Croft!” You tease him by pushing his arm and he turns, walking backwards to look at you.

“Well, then it means seeing it with you made it extra great.” He winks and your legs stop working for a second, slowing you down. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing” You smile, catching up to him and he turns again to walk by your side. “I just like it when you say those things.”

“What things?” He’s facing forward now, hands buried in depth of the pockets of his jacket.

“You know which ones...” Jongup scoffs and you’re forced to admit; “Those cute things you say to me, it makes my heart flutter.”

“I know”, he smirks, “that’s why I say them… Because I like you.”

When you glance his way, you see that he’s smiling dumbly, ears a dark shade of red. So far Jongup’s perfect. He’s funny, kind and caring. Tonight, marks the debut of your third month of dating, well – of seeing each other casually. You’re not sure you can call it dating if there hasn’t been any physical development yet. You are trying as much as you can to not think of it as slightly weird... But it’s starting to get hard.

You gave him so many hints, opportunities he didn’t take, that you’d start to think he only sees you as a friend if he wasn’t so blunt about liking you. Your co-worker even joked about him not being interested in you in a physical way. However, you already studied that possibility and you’re pretty sure that’s not it. Jongup looks at you like he wants you. Sometimes, you see him glancing at the buttons of your blouse or catch him liking his lips when his eyes trace the curve of your thighs, but it always stops there. He never tries anything.

He hasn’t even properly kissed you yet and it’s slowly making you lose your mind. His lips were all you could think about during the movie. Hey, at least he thought those platonic two hours in the dark with you were great. Wow, awesome.

Tonight, he better be planning on making a move, because you’re done waiting.

“Well, I’m not sure if I like you, yet...” You say this to tease him, but it’s his turn to pause his walking, legs turning heavy. “You know, I think I might need some convincing…”

“Yah, don’t play with me!” He shakes his head with a relieved smile, not minding your underlying intentions. “Let’s hurry, I want to take you home before it turns dark.”

“Jongup, maybe... I don’t want to go back home?” You slide your right hand in his pocket, intertwining your fingers with his.

“Why?” He looks at your arm, taken aback. “Do you want to grab coffee?”

Tonight, it doesn’t matter how clueless he is; you’ll be the one to make the first move if you must.

***

“NO WAY!” Dalia almost yells and the guy in the cubicle next to yours shushes, annoyed. “Tell me that he didn’t actually take you to a coffee shop!”

“He did.” You laugh, shaking your head. “He bought us coffee to go; I needed to be home before it was dark, you know.” It’s her turn to laugh this time, making sure she keeps it at a decent level of decibels.

“Why always before sunset, by the way?” She pauses. “Is he like a… reverse vampire or something?”

“No, it’s for safety; the lampposts near my place are all burned out.” Her smile twitches slightly. “It’s because I said once that my street’s a bit scary after dark.”

“Wow, my heart almost fluttered... I was jealous for a second...” She grabs her chest theatrically. “But then I remember you haven’t gotten any for mooooonths and it cured me!”

“Shut up!”

***

“Thanks for the coffee…” You dance from one foot to the other, suddenly anxious. Jongup nods at the door leading to your building, like to motion you to go inside. The light has decreased dramatically during the 15 minutes’ walk to your place, stretching shadows down your street. You’re standing in front of each other, him waiting for you to go inside and you, looking up, waiting – craving for anything to happen.

“You should go inside I don’t want you to catch a cold…” He smiles brightly, staring down back at you. His eyes crease, turning to little crescents and you get closer. So much so, that your bodies are almost touching each other, you draw nearer until the coffee cups are the only thing separating your chest from his. Jongup’s eyes flutter to your lips and you lick them expectantly. The moment seems to last forever, but still… He doesn’t budge.

“L-let me hold that so you can grab your keys!” Ruining the moment, he takes the half empty coffee cup from between your fingers and you let him do it. You just stare in awe.

“Jongup?” Swallowing, he raises his irises to meet yours.

“H-hum?”

“If you don’t want me to get cold, why don’t you warm me up?”

“W-what! Would you like me to?” You start to giggle but immediately feel bad when you see him bite his lips out of nervousness.

“Yes. Yes, very much.” He’s still holding the coffee cups between your bodies making it impossible for you to get closer. So, slowly, you slide your hands up to his shoulders and get on your tiptoes. “Can I kiss you?”

His face is so close to yours now, that you can see every single one of his eyelashes when he blinks, only proof that he hasn’t turned to stone. Instead of answering, he gently lowers his head to meet yours.

When your lips crash, it’s as though he forgets himself, or maybe he simply stops holding back. He mercilessly drops the coffees on the floor to wrap his arms and hold you against his chest. The kiss is nothing like you would have expected from his previous behaviour, Jongup slides his fingers to your chin to tilt it and allow himself better access. You feel his tongue tease your lips and you open your mouth, eager to taste him. The kiss is needy and passionate, totally different than his more reserved and traditional dating style but you’re far from complaining. You lean against the brick gate for support and he follows, melting against you. Your hands get lost in his hair – you can’t believe this is happening after weeks of dreaming of it. The bricks are cold against your back and you shudder lightly, although you’re pretty sure it’s simply Jongup’s effect. Immediately, his attitude shifts again – he stops sucking on your lower lip and pulls away.

“I don’t seem to be warming you enough”, he laughs embarrassed. You try to pull him back into you, but he grabs your hands in his. Bringing them to his mouth, he blows his hot breath on your fingers, inadvertently turning you even more on.

“Gup–” You let out a deep sigh, partly to organize your thoughts, but also for dramatic purposes. “wanna eat ramen before you go?”

His eyebrows shoot up and he blinks twice, lips parting but words not coming out.

***

“What did you say?! What did you do?” Himchan’s voice is calm, but his curiosity is almost tangible.

“Hey! Don’t ask dirty stuff like that.” Their co-worker Daehyun smiles proudly and slaps the young man’s chest. “Jongup scored! The man! The Legend!”

“Here I was, believing you were trying to act all mature!” Himchan rolls his eyes with fake exasperation.

“I offered to cook it–” Jongup answers the question, ignoring the rest of his hyungs’ exchange.

“Good move”, Daehyun approves and the other nods as though they’re omniscient. “Ladies love men who cook!”

“–but she actually didn’t have any ramen at home!”

“She didn’t!? Ha, she’s something els– I mean she’s funny!” Daehyun laughs but understanding draws itself on the other friend’s face.

“So, what did you do next, Gup?” Himchan tenses, the underlying meaning of his earlier question completely changed.

“Well, I started to put my shoes on to go to the convenience store and she got angry at me!” The men fall silent, stunned by his words, and he rubs his temples, tired. “That’s why I’m telling you all this… Guys, why are girls so com–”

“For fuck sakes, you know what she meant when she invited you in for ramen...” Daehyun’s the first one to open his mouth passed the initial shock. “Right?”

“Yes!” Jongup bites his lips, embarrassed by the idea and avoiding looking directly at his hyungs. “It’s just that I thought she also really wanted to eat befo–”

Himchan calmly cuts him off, “And you guys haven’t done anything yet?”.

“We kissed yesterday, we are just beginning… I want it to be serious…”

“Yesterday?! I think two whole months’ a long time for a lot of people.” Daehyun wrinkles his nose, uncertain.

Himchan nods, pursuing the instigation. “Did you guys talk about…it?” He pauses for a second, frowning. “After she calmed down?”

“No, I left! I didn’t want her to think I was pressuring her to do anything! I gave her space because she was so mad, but I don’t get why!”

“Oh – Jongup, I think she got frustrated because she doesn’t want that much space.” The oldest silently nods again, approving Daehyun’s take on the whole drama. “I think she’s mad because she thought you didn’t want to… Well, get ramen.”

“You think?” Jongup looks mortified by the idea. “She got mad because I didn’t want to be with her? I mean, I think I made it clear that I really wan–”

“Look, we don’t know why girls are like that.” Daehyun shrugs, interrupting him. “They won’t tell you directly, but they love ramen just as much as we–”

“Hey, I know why they act like that; society.” Himchan slaps his friend’s shoulder. “Daehyun’s right, I have a lot of girlfriends–” The other snorts at this, amused, and earns himself a threatening glare. “Friends-that-are-women, and ramen is all they ever talk about! Some want it even more than I do!” Dae starts to tease his hyung about it being impossible, but the younger one ignores their bickering.

“That’s a crazy reason to get mad...” Jongup hesitates. “Are you sure?”

“YES!” Daehyun’s borderline annoyed, now. “She loves ramen – you love ramen too! She’s craving to have ramen with you so badly it’s making her crazy angry! You want to have some with her too! Dude – please just give the girl amazing ramen already!” Himchan bursts out laughing, covering his mouth with his hand.

“So, I should text her then?” Jongup smiles, amused by Daehyun’s analogy.

Somewhere behind the three friends, somebody sighs loudly, the sound deep and exasperated.

Bang Yongguk rolls back his chair to glare at them.

“You guys all need to get laid, the sooner the better. It’s not even lunchtime and now I’m hungry.” He points at Jongup with his index. “You are really stupid. Text her right now – be clear – even better – be explicit. Ask to see her, have sex all ni– ” He corrects himself quickly. “Have some really really good – very safe sex – and tomorrow let me fucking work in peace!”

***

You’re stuck in a morning meeting when your phone starts to vibrate in the depth of your pocket. Non-stop. You keep glancing at the clock, wondering about who could be texting you so much and about what. You almost haven’t slept because you felt bad for turning on Jongup last night. You should have just told him clearly what you wanted instead of getting mad. That’s what Dalia recommended after you told her everything earlier, but you already figured that much the minute he left. You intend to talk things over with him, maybe tonight. You shouldn’t wait, Jongup isn’t the kind of guy you should let slip out of your life over something silly like that; he’s perfect for you. Even if he can’t seem to get a clue about how badly you want him, you hide your smile by biting your pen.

You look at the digital clock on the wall once again; it's ten minutes past the scheduled end of the meeting, but some guy from the creative team just keeps the conversation going. It’s almost lunchtime, you sigh, inadvertently catching his attention.

“Ah! I’m sorry y/n!” He looks at the clock, finally realizing the time. “I bet you have lunch plans!” He winks at you, claiming the meeting is officially adjourned.

You’re curious as to why you’re on first name basis with a colleague whom you’ve totally forgotten his name but brush it off, eager to leave. As soon as your ass hit the chair behind your desk, you look at your phone.

11:50AM. 10 new messages.

10 texts?! You look around to see if someone is near to make fun of your loud gasp, but thankfully nobody’s there. They probably all left for lunch already.  Anxious, you tap the text app icon.

Moon Jongup: Good morning ^^ [10:06AM]

Moon Jongup: How’s your day so far? [10:09AM]

Moon Jongup: The 34th floor got lucky, because the boss is off sick. So we plan to just chill and sip coffee all day! 😈 [10:11AM]

You can’t help but smile dumbly at his messages. He doesn’t seem angry at you about yesterday, a relief!

Moon Jongup: To be clear, I meant TS’ director, not my team’s supervisor... My desk is close to Yongguk, he’s chill. [10:20AM]

You snort, both of those men are scary as hell to you.

Moon Jongup: Look, I’m so sorry about the misunderstanding yesterday… [10:40AM]

Moon Jongup: I wanna make it up to you. Do you want to come over for ramen tonight? My roommate won’t be there. [10:40AM]

Moon Jongup: Don’t worry no ramen involved whatosever. [10:55AM]

Moon Jongup: *Whatsoever. That came off so rude, I’m sorry!!! Please forget I sent you that!!! [11:10AM]

Moon Jongup: I also can cook you some real noodles if you want to! [11:20AM]

Moon Jongup: Or if you are uncomfortable coming over, it’s fine! I completely understand! :) [11:28AM]

Beaming, you start to type back, spinning around on your chair. It started off real nice, but Jongup appears to have panicked a bit in the end due to your lack of response. Weirdly entertained by this, you answer in a similar fashion.

Y/N: Ok, wow. Good morning to you too 🙃 I’ll try to answer all that! [11:55AM]

Moon Jongup: OMG I’m sooooo sorry I spammed you!!!!! Just forget it!!! 😅😅😅 [11:55AM]

Y/N: About my day: I’m a bit tired and I just got out of a project’s weekly meeting. The creative guy from your team wouldn’t stop talking… I just wanted to get the hell out already, lol. [11:56AM]

Y/N: About that “chill” Yongguk guy... The last time I spoke to him was during my training period and he traumatized me with endless speeches about professionalism! [11:57AM]

Moon Jongup: I’m sorry about Youngjae, he never shuts up with us either. Also, Yongguk’s human like all of us. Today, he’s faking to work by playing Mahjong on his PC! Very professional of him! (Don’t tell him I said that) [12:00PM]

Y/N: About yesterday: I apologize, I shouldn’t have reacted like that. [12:01PM]

Y/N: About the ramen proposition: YES!!!! Thank God! (no ramen involved whatsoever) [12:02PM]

Y/N: Mmm… maybe you can cook too, I do enjoy actual late-night ramen [12:03PM]

Moon Jongup: Meet you in the lobby after work? :D [12:03PM]

***

“It’s the funniest thing, really.” Jongup kicks off his shoes and helps you out of your coat, not stopping a second his babbling. “Daehyun suddenly got a call from his mother to help at home and said he was going to stay the ni–”

“Jongup.” You interrupt him, leisurely leaning against the corner of his kitchen counter. He helped you inside only a few seconds ago, but you’re already comfortable; slippers on and racy thoughts filling your mind. He’s all you’ve been thinking about all day. He stops his lame explanation and you jump to sit on the edge of the counter. “I really don’t care about your roommate...”

You watch him gulp in anticipation as he gets closer to gently peck your lips. The kiss is short and sweet, nothing like the one from the night before who was full of passion. His hands rest on your thighs, spread wide to make space for his body. He doesn’t seem to notice you’re wearing a miniskirt and giving him access to everything that’s underneath. His fingers stay frustratingly still – ever so polite. This is annoying, he knows why you’re here. At the same time, his renewed reserve almost feels like a challenge.

“It’s 6pm, do you want to eat?”, he stills, glancing at the coffee machine clock, seemingly hovering over possibilities. He could be dying from starvation and you wouldn’t care right now, you both can eat afterwards.

“Gup, are we having that conversation again?” Raising an eyebrow cockily, you hook two fingers in the hem of his pants, keeping him prisoner between your thighs. You lean into his chest, looking up at him lustfully. “Because I don’t feel like talking right no–” Without waiting for you to finish your sentence, Jongup crashes his lips on yours.

Like last night, this kiss is needy and harsh. He uses one of his hands to support himself on the counter and the other one is in your hair, pressing you against him. You close your legs around him and moan in his mouth. He doesn’t stop and keeps claiming you, nipping and playing with your tongue. When he tears himself away, you’re both panting, even more aroused than you ever thought possible by a simple kiss.

“I’m hungry…” He sighs and clicks his tongue suggestively, letting you know what he’s craving exactly. You smile, dumbfounded by his sudden shift of personality. “Do you want to take this to my room?”

On the way to the dim-lit bedroom, you somehow lose your skirt, blouse and bra, leaving you in black lacy panties and tights of the same color. When you reach his bed, shaking from anticipation, your sit and watch as Jongup struggles with the buttons of his shirt. He freezes when an amused chuckle escapes you and turns to glare at you, finally getting rid of the clothing.

“Something funny?”

“Nothing, I was just–” He pecks your lips before resuming his fight against his work pants with a frown. “–Enjoying this inspiring impromptu striptease.”

“This is part of the thrill of being with me.” He says that and jumps two times, making you wonder if he’s taking his pants off or pulling them up. “I’ve been told I’m kinda entertaining!”  You laugh and he grins proudly, glad to share this moment with you.

“Yeah, you’re a multi-faceted man, Moon Jongup.” You bite your lips when he finally succeeds and is left simply in his briefs.

“What do you mean?” He comes to a stop in front of you, cupping your face to delicately peck your lips again.

“I’m discovering new sides of you every day…” You slide your hands up his thighs to his ass and he closes his eyes at the touch, goosebumps spreading on his chest. “I like this sexy side… What took you so long?”

“If I was advertising this…” He joins you on the bed, sitting behind you and cautiously sliding the strap of your bra with his thumb.

“I’d never be left alone…” Jongup traces the line of your neck with small kisses, making you shiver.

“I am a well-kept secret.” His left hand slips between your thighs, rubbing your wet underwear. His broken speech is the sexiest thing you’ve heard in a while and your roll your hips forward, meeting his hand.

“Otherwise, I’d never know if the lady is in it for awkward me... or my amazing body…”

You scoff at his joke and he bites down your neck, playful. For a second, your thoughts fly in direction of Dalia, she always jokes calling him blah, she’s way off. Jongup’s hand strokes your core diligently, keeping it very interesting and bringing you back to reality. You hold on to his forearm and fist the sheets with your free hand.

“I can’t believe you’re here.” Jongup murmurs in your ear, voice made slightly unstable by desire. “I’ve never seen anything hotter than you, here – in only those tights…” He groans, sucking on your earlobe. “Do you want me to take them off for you?”

You nod and climb on the bed, letting his hands explore your legs up thoroughly before he reaches to slide the tights and your panties off. He does so in slow-motion, breathing heavily and you must use all your remaining self-control to not throw yourself at him. He caresses the skin of your calves and pulls on the thin fabric delicately, taking an eternity to reach your ankles. When you can’t hold it in anymore, you tease him too, a light smug on your lips.

“You know, you’re weirdly good with tights… Way better than with your own clothes.” He grins, stealing your palm on his chest to press a light kiss in it.

“I want to take my time with you – but I also want you too damn much…” You laugh at the puppy eyes he gives you with his confession and raise on your knees to kiss him.

“I do appreciate the intention, but I also want you too much right now…” Your right hand finds his hard member and you teasingly trace him through the fabric with a finger.

“Enough to get angry?” He bites his lips, watching your fingers slip into the waistband of his briefs with interest.

“Yes – are you going to make me mad again?” You wait for him to meet your gaze and his breath hitches when you delicately take him in your palm, still staring. You lean in to press your lips on his neck and feel him tense even more at your first stroke. “Are you going to run away this time?”

The only sound he gives you as an answer is a low moan and you smear the precum on his tip with your thumb as you suck on his collarbone. You mirror what he did to you earlier, with purposely slow teasing strokes. Jongup throws his head back moaning and you finally begin to move faster, encouraged by his pants and his apparent surrender. After a moment, you stop your misdemeanor on his neck, shifting your position and he opens his eyes lazily.

“I’m hungry too...”

His mouth moves to reply, but you bring your wet thumb to your mouth and suck on it. His jaw drops at the sight of you tasting him and you hum in appreciation. He stays still, completely frozen, watching in awe as you lower your head to his tip and you pause a second to look up. Jongup’s eyes are wide, bewildered at your actions and you wonder why and where his earlier cocky persona has gone. Staring at him with a smug, you lick his tip to see his reaction and you aren’t disappointed when he sucks in a loud breath. Deciding you’re both more than ready, you take him all in your mouth, flattening your tongue to his base.

“Ah…” Jongup gasps when you repeat the motion and his hands find your neck and hair to stay anchored. “Oh god…” You begin to suck and bob your head, excited by the effect your actions have on him. Soon after, you already feel his thighs start to uncontrollably shake under your fingers and you release him. Wiping your mouth, you sit back, pleased. Jongup pulls you into him, hands stroking your back. “D-do you want to mayb–”

“Yes, I want you! It’s all I’ve been thinking about since... Yesterday!” He chuckles, turning to search for protection in his nightstand and you work on distracting him, lightly biting on his shoulder. “And the day before… Oh – and remember our third date when you touched my leg in the dark theater?” Jongup hums in approval, his whole body vibrating at the sound. You wrap your hands around his chest, fingers exploring his torso. “I wanted to get out of there during Act II… I wanted you to fuck me in the car…” He groans, turning to face you again.

“Next time you have that sort of fantasies... Feel free to tell me right away!”

“Mmm… I need to tell you everything! You’re full time work, Moon Jongup!”

“Yah – Am not!” He pushes you back on the bed and follows, catching himself above you with his right arm. His left hand finds your hip, thumbs tracing circles on your skin. “Mmh?” 

Jongup hums a silent question, already claiming your mouth before you can answer it. You don’t really need words thought and you press yourself against his body, craving him inside of you. Instantly, his left hand deserts your hip, like pulled downwards by a compelling spell. You lewdly sigh when his fingers skim your slit, guiding his tip to your wet opening. Jongup sinks into you gently, true to himself, meticulous. His mouth is hovering above yours the whole time and you pull on his neck, forcing him down in a messy kiss, both of your attention caught elsewhere. Your fingertips dig his shoulder, signaling him to start moving and he obliges, too eager to wait any longer anyway. His thrusts are strong and with each one you raise your pelvis, meeting him halfway.

When it seems you’ve already found your perfect rhythm, Jongup slows down, taunting you in the best way. The throbbing desire in your stomach is overwhelming, mixed with that bliss and pleasure you’ve missed for a long time. His mouth explores your neck, breathing rendered heavy by his demanding task. Suddenly you feel him slip out and you’re about to protest the void when he grabs one of your thighs, caressing it like in trance.

“Turn on your side.” You bite your lips, obeying to his order and turning to your right against the bed. Again, his sudden shift of persona is turning you on. No longer is he the man shyly asking your permission for everything he does. Jongup’s sits on his heels, gaze lost in the shadows of his lowered head and you blush. You could be shy, but you’re weirdly proud, in that moment, you know he only has eyes for you.

Then he lays against your bare back, nipping at your shoulder, hand on your hips and fingertips brushing your stomach. You curve to meet his length with your ass, guessing how he wants to take you now. Jongup groans and you almost whimper when he enters you again, this time it’s tighter and deeper. His free hand explores your body as you grind at a harmonious rhythm and finds your neck, boobs and thighs, one by one. It’s like he can’t keep it in one spot, like his hand is out of his control and has a mind of its own. You close your eyes, savouring both the effect you have on him and the blissful sensations of him filling you relentlessly. When his finger’s graze your bud though, your eyes open again, alerted.

You can tell that Jongup is really trying to focus on your pleasure and since it’s your first time together, it’s more than enough for you. You smile in the sheets whenever you feel him miss a beat, shaking behind you. Although his fingers keep stoking your swollen clit fast, building you up, you’re aware he’s having a hard time keeping his composure. It’s when you clench your walls around him moaning his name that he loses it. You feel him finally twitch as he clings to your whole body to bury himself deeper within you. Jongup hides his face in the crook of your neck when he capitulates to his climax and your hand finds his, holding on tightly. 

It takes him a moment to calm his erratic breathing before he detaches himself, sliding gently out of you to roll on his back. You chuckle lowly in awe, flipping on your stomach and cupping your face to silently observe him, elbows on the mattress. Jongup bites his lips, conscious under your scrutiny and you know him well enough to guess his blush despite the lack off light.

“You’re gonna have”, he pauses to exhale slowly, turning on his side to let his fingers wander on the soft skin of your back, “to show me.”

“Show you what?”

Your voice seems weak, but perhaps it’s just an illusion. The thickness of the newfound intimacy between you two rendering the mood of the room heavier than before.

“How to make you come”, he chuckles shyly, “I want to be able to do it, next time.”

“Oh…” You smile, pleased but a bit amazed.

He appears to be an attentive and great partner, but you never even expected to come on your first time together. That never happened for you and it’s not like many guys cared enough to blatantly ask the delicate question either. You usually must take charge of your own pleasure if you want to reach an orgasm with a partner.

“I’ll show you.”

“I’m sorry, you have to tell me everything...” You can hear the apologetic tone in his voice when he quotes you: “I’m full time work.”

“Jeez...” You chuckle again, scooping closer to rest your chin on his chest. “I guess if it’s for the greater good… I don’t mind working overtime on you, Moon Jongup…”

“Perfect.” He laughs, appeased. “Just give me like… Five minutes…”

“Five minutes?!” You raise on an elbow again, taken aback a lil’ bit worried by his shocking expectations. “How about you feed me instead! Then we can work on that all night…”

“Perfect...” He repeats amused, before getting up to clean himself. “Even better...” He comes back, having forgotten to kiss you once more. “One of the perks of being my girlfriend, is that I’m an amazing cook… And I also happen to have cold beer in the fridge.”

You hide your happy grin with your hands when he disappears in his bathroom and you begin to search around for something to wear. Looks like he incidentally just made your relationship official, that’s so like him.

“You meant noodles, right?!” You’re putting on one of his t-shirts when he reappears in the door frame, slight panic on his face. “Not that I can’t cook anything else, it’s ju-”

“Ramen is fine, Gup!” You laugh aloud when he leaves again and lets out an audible breath of relief.

So far, tonight is everything you felt was missing in your relationship.

It’s perfect – slightly awkward – but just like you two.

***

Daehyun and Himchan are waiting next to his desk when Jongup passes by them, trying hard to avoid their gazes.

“Goooooooood morning, Jongup!” Daehyun smirks, raising his eyes from the useless pile of paperwork he’s holding as props for his innocent act. “So… Ramen last night?”

“You’re late, lover boy.” Himchan laughs, making it clear they were both waiting by his desk to make fun of him.

“Waiiiiiit, you guys ate ramen without me?!” Yoo Youngjae, whose desk is right at the corner of the aisle, slides his chair all the way to them, lips pushed in a big pout. He hates to be excluded from work hangouts the most. “Next time bring me along for valuable information! I had lunch with Daria after my meeting yesterday! She’s your girl’s close friend...”

He wiggles his brows and Jongup drops on his own chair, discouraged. Maybe dating someone from the workplace makes this kind of morning-after inevitable... Although, he bets that’s just his luck for having friends who don’t seem to know any boundaries.

“I found out y/n’s really into you.” Youngjae goes on, unable to shut up even though his co-worker is evidently ignoring him. “Like soooooooo into you… Like – dude – just do something about it alrea-”

“Who died and made you a women expert?!” Merciless, Daehyun hits his head with a huge pile of paperwork to stop him.

“He did something about it, they had ramen last night.” Himchan announces, ignoring Youngjae’s loud whine. “All night – That’s why he’s late.”

Jongup turns to his computer, ears bright red. This time Youngjae coos – impressed – finally catching up.

“Shut up!” The main subject of the conversation shakes his head and covers his happy grin with his hands. It’s too late though, Daehyun has catched his expression and he laughs at him.

“That good, unh?” He proudly slaps the youngest one’s shoulder. “Come on, at least give us a lil’ something... Spicy to talk about!”

In the nearest cubicle, Bang Yongguk lets out a long-exasperated sigh before putting on his earbuds. Looks like he won’t be able to do much work today either. Making sure nobody’s peeping over his shoulder, he opens a Mahjong incognito tab on his computer.

Why can’t all his co-workers just get laid already!?

M A S T E R L I S T 

[seoullove96]

hey all!

i’m trying to find a couple of B.A.P fanfics and i was hoping to get some help!

i know both are/were on either AO3 or AsianFanfics but i’m having zero luck. they are mature and up.

story #1: its mostly jongup/reader based but jongup and reader were friends on earth then on readers birthday, jongup and her(reader) have sex and her powers are unleashed and she is the princess of matoki and the matoki need to have sex with each other to survive and all of BAP have to have sex with the princess since they’re her guards. (i think the last i can recall there were 50+ chapters at least)

story #2: yongguk/reader based. every holiday yongguk appears and him and the reader have sex. no one but her can see him. he may have been a fallen angel?

i know its been several years since i’ve read them but i hope someone can help me! thank you!

[multifandom-hoes]

First Time With Them: B.A.P JONGUP

/ YongGuk // JongUp // DaeHyun // HimChan // Zelo /

/ ASTRO // BIGBANG // BtoB // BTS // EXO // GOT7 // KActor // KHH // PENTAGON // SF9// WINNER // iKON // NCT // CNBLUE // MONSTA X // SEVENTEEN // SOLOISTS /

He’s the good of two evils, tbh;

One day he can be one way;

The other he can be completely different;

     So say.... He can be totally gentle, but then can do a complete switch, yeah? ;

However, since it was your first and all, he’d be a complete mochi;

So much sugar you’ll feel your teeth rot;

     What a way to bring down the atmosphere, am I rite? ;

All those little cliche things;

     Slowly laying you down onto bed;

          Looking you in the eyes all the time;

               To the point where you’d have to look away;

The most heart-warming kisses;

And licks;

And gentle collar biting;

No pain at all;

     Well, maybe just a pinch but that was natural;

Slow and torturous thrusts when inside of you;

     But just because he couldn’t let the chance of teasing you slip;

And since he’s a dancer, he’d be hella good at what he’s doing;

He wouldn't set a solid tempo, either;

Changing his pace up as he went;

     Which wouldn’t give you enough time to adjust to just one sensation;

          And will result in you crying out with a new pace for a couple of seconds;

That’s what JongUp was aiming for, anyway;

He would fall in love with you all over again;The way you called out his name

The way you begged him to go faster;

The way your nails sunk into his shoulders;

He loved every bit of it;

In fact, he would become so mesmerized in you that he would do anything in his power to make the moment last;

Meaning unintentional orgasm denial;

     As in he wouldn’t even realize that he was doing it until you’d whine n frustration;

Is low-key good at dirty talks, btw;

But embarrassed of it;

Even when in his rough mood, tbh;

But anyway, your first time would be one you’d remember very fucking well;

No joke.

[fictionxo]

Viagra - Jongup (M)

Genre: Smut

Warning: Drug (viagra use)

Word Count: 1,880

Group: B.A.P

(A/n: Don't do this to your loved ones, it's very painful ^^)

~~~

You had made a mistake. All you wanted was for Jongup to make sweet sweet love to you while he was on vacation from his group tour. But four days in, and all he wanted was to sleep. Eat, shit, sleep, repeat.

He barely payed you any mind. A soft chaste kiss here and there but that was it. Maybe a short hug if you were lucky. By now, you’ve had enough. So, while he was taking a shower to prepare for a short feast followed by more sleep, you had snuck some viagra in a fresh cup of hot chocolate you made for him.But not just some, oh no, your clumsy ass ended up pouring the whole bottle of the medicine into the streaming cup. Before you could pour out the hot chocolate, Jongup was right behind you, taking the cup and kissing temple gently as a thanks.

He took a large sip and cocked his head a little at the weird taste, but shook it off and continued his way to the room. Leaving you standing in the kitchen with your mouth wide open. 

You stood there, mouth still open, most likely catching flies and highly unsure of what to do. You knew he’d be more than pissed if you told him the truth of what you did, seeing as how he doesn’t like to be toyed with.

So like the fool you were, you let him be, silently hoping it wouldn’t take effect. Now, an hour later and entire cup finished...Jongup was MISERBALE. 

“Babe! Babe get in here!” 

Jongups shouts fill the house, and pretending you didn’t hear him was clearly not going to work. Taking a deep breath, you put on your best concerned face, feigning innocence as you run into the room.

“Whats wrong Uppie?!” You half shout at him, still faking your innocence.

Gasps and moans fall from his swollen lips as he sits hunched over on the messy bed. Hands gripping his thick erection, shirt tossed haphazardly on the floor next to his sweats and boxers.

One leg is propped up on the bed, bent at the knee due to him leaning over, and sweat gluing his brown hair to his forehead. Every time he exhales, his stomach tightens, forcing his abs to stand proud. Small high pitched moans keep falling from his lips, and your sex was leaking so much you could damn near fill a pool.

He looks like the complete definition of aroused. His gaze, glossed over and grey, turns to your now reddening face. 

“Babe...it won’t stop..”

“W-what won’t stop?” You ask obliviously.

“This! No matter what I do it stays hard! I can barely breath it’s starting to hurt!” 

Jongup squeezes his eyes shut and grips tighter to his erection. The tip of his penis starts to turn a light red as it leaks precum, making Jongup moan once again.

He releases his death grip on his cock and falls back onto the bed, groaning. His penis stands tall and proud and twitches a little. This is your moment. This is what you have been waiting for. His inviting body, naked and open, ready for the taking. 

You quickly rid yourself of your clothes, wasting no time and not wanting him to open his eyes and see what you were doing. Taking advantage of the poor boy. You hurry over to the bed and crawl on top of him. His eyes shoot up and land on yours, before traveling down to your breasts. 

“What are you-” 

Before he could finish, you lean forward and brush your wetness against him gently. His hands grip your hips mercilessly and his head pushes further into the pillow.

Even such a small gesture was enough to excite him more. You run your fingers from his neck to his defined collar bones, slowly down from there to his left shoulder.

From there you drag your fingers towards his nipple, but instead of touching it like he wanted you to, you rub around it, along the darkened skin surrounding his nipple.

Jongup lets out a quiet whine, wanting you to touch him already. You felt so in power, since Jongup is usually the one to top. You finally brush your soft finger against his hardened nipple and you feel him twitch under you.

“Uppie...tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you..” You mumble, starting to lose yourself.

“Suck me..” His eyes screw shut with a mixture of pain and desire. 

You slowly crawl down his toned body and rest in between his legs, staring his cock head on. It looks even bigger than normal and you partially thank the viagra for that.

Your hands grip his toned thighs and brace for the impact that you know you will receive once your lips clamp down. Deciding not to tease him too much, you pull the tip of his penis into your mouth and suck harshly. 

“Ahhh!” The loud moan sounds from up above and your gaze meets that of Jongups. 

His cheeks bright red, mouth open, and slightly drool gripping his lips. What a turn on...He bucks his hips up hard, forcing himself deeper down your throat.

You remove your hands from his tensing thighs and grip the base of his cock sternly. You close your eyes, and pull more of him down your throat, hollowing your cheeks for better feel. 

“Fuck baby...fuck...please keep doing that...please help me...” 

His voice rings out in a pitiful tone, and brings back the fact that you are causing him this pain, as well as pleasure. But you’re getting what you want and so if he so no real harm done right? Jongup bucks his hips and you try to pull back just slightly as you start to gag, but to no prevail. Jongups hands fly down to grip your hair in a tighter way than what you are used to. 

He pushes your head down further onto his throbbing erection, wanting you to take all of him, wanting you to make it stop. You hum out in a slightly pained voice as your eyes begin to water from lack of real oxygen, and trying to keep yourself from gagging. Despite all this, you are extremely turned on. You fingers quickly find their way to your neglected pussy, and you finger your clit madly.

“Fuck! Fuck! I’m cumming! Please...please suck! Please..” 

Willing yourself not to give up, you attempt to suck him. You hollow your cheeks once more and squeeze your eyes shut, allowing his hips to violently thrust into your sore mouth. A few more thrusts and warm liquid shoots down your throat, coating it and making it less sore. Jongup releases your hair and you shoot upwards, off his dick. 

The fast pace of sitting up forces you to cough and a little cum slides down your mouth and drips onto your breasts. Without giving you time to relax, Jongup grips your hips and flips you over. His lips crash against yours, before his tongue darts out and slides down you jaw, tracing the line of cum to your plump breasts, and then back up to your mouth. 

He shoves his tongue in your wet, cum stained mouth, and swirls it around, tasting himself as well as your sweet tongue. He pulls back suddenly and drops his head to your neck, leaving wet, lazy kisses along your vein. 

“Baby..your mouth is so good..You’re so beautiful.” He mumbles between kisses on your neck.

“Uppie...”

“Do me a favor huh? Please...please let me fuck you..I really just..ngh...it hurts..”

You heart clenches a bit at his slightly high pitched voice, pained and filled with lust. You nod, and he kisses your neck once more.

“Thank you..”

Without warning, he shoves his thick length into you tight hole and you both let out a high pitched moan. You eyes widen as your head shoves itself deeper into the soft pillow. Jongup wastes no time in thrusting inside of you, settling for a fast, hard pace. If you weren’t already so wet, this would have been extreme pain for you.

Jongup sits up and grips your hips firmly to hold you in place. His thrusts hit deeper and deeper each time, and the sound of his balls smacking your ass fill the large room. 

“You’re so beautiful! Fuck! I love you! I love you!” He shouts.

Jongup switches position once again and places his arms on either side of you, resting his head in the crook of your neck.

"I love you so much...you're so, agh...so beautiful!" He moans into your neck, which sends shivers down your spine.

His speed never lets up as he continues to plow into your swelling cunt. You wrap your legs around his bucking waist, and wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him flush against your hot body. 

“Jongup! I’m c-”

Before you could finish, Jongup shoots his hot seeds deep into your tight cave, as your name falls beautifully from his lips and into you ear. Knowing you’re close, his pace never falters as he keeps fucking you into the mattress.

His moans sounds like music to your ears. He reaches down between your body, and thumbs madly at your reddened clit, hoping to push you overboard. Which it does. You cum, screaming his name and seeing stars. 

Jongup helps you ride out your high before pulling out of you and sitting on the edge of the bed in a haste. You lay there for a moment, unsure of how he can even move right now. Once you catch your breath you sit up, and move next to him. 

Jongup hunches over and grips his still erect cock. A sigh escapes his swollen lips as his eyes start to water a bit. 

“I need to...go to the hospital baby...” Jongup sniffles quietly and you waste not time in grabbing his cell phone off the dresser next to the bed. 

“Okay, hurry and get dressed and I’ll call them!” You say with evident worry in your tone. 

He stands up slowly, cock still in hands, and attempts to get dressed, albeit it slowly. You punch in the number for the emergency, and place the cold phone to your ear. It rings about twice before someone answers.

“What’s your emergency?”

“Uhm...hi..my boyfriend he..uhm...he can’t get..un-hard...” You mumble and glance at Jongup who now has his shirt and boxers on. 

“I’m sorry? Why can’t he get un-hard miss?” The dispatch man says.

“I...I...accidently poured a whole bottle of viagra into his hot chocolate!” You shout at the worker, realizing you had to tell him.

Silence fills the other end of the phone as shouts fill your end.

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

You glance back up at Jongup who is now extremely furious, and still pained. 

“I have sent out an ambulance miss. Don’t worry your boyfriend will be okay. I’ve been there before...thanks to my wife. Please sit tight.” The dispatch man says before hanging up. 

You set the phone down and briefly think to how his wife must have felt the same way you did.

“WHEN THIS OVER. YOU WILL NEED TO BE PUNISHED.” He shouts.

You flinch at his words, but anticipate the punishment. For punishments always meant whips, and chains, your favorite.

[thatmpdblog]

You watched quietly as the boys engaged in conversation. It was all business talk, with the occasional lighthearted humour mixed in. Not a single word that was spoken registered in your ears. You didn’t mind accompanying Yongguk to his lunch meetings with the rest of the members, even when you had not the slightest clue what they were talking about. You enjoyed just spending time with him, with all of them. 

That, however, was not why you couldn’t seem to pay attention to them right now. Your focus was currently on... other things. More specifically, the hand of none other than Bang Yongguk, which was currently at work between your thighs, hidden from view under your skirt below the table. You looked around the table. Everyone was thankfully too invested in the discussion to take notice of your situation. That was until your eyes met a pair of sharp ones cutting into you from across the table. 

Jongup. 

His gaze was directly on you, the corner of his lips curling up slyly. Yongguk leaned over to whisper in your ear. 

“He knows.” he said, picking up speed pumping in and out of your walls as you clenched around his fingers. Your legs trembled, your head tipping down as a warmth flooded your face. “Do you like having him watch you princess?” Yongguk chuckled darkly, only for you to hear. You briefly glanced up at Jongup, noticing the shift in his posture. He couldn’t take his gaze off you. His eyes were glazed over as he watched you steadily approach the brink of your pleasure. His breath hitched silently as he attempted to subtly adjust the growing problem in his pants. Clearing his throat, he stood to leave the table. 

“Bathroom.” he announced shortly before leaving the room, glancing back for a quick second at you and Yongguk. The others waved him off nonchalantly. Yongguk’s fingers slowed down and gently pulled out of you, cutting you off before your release. He patted down your skirt before placing a kiss on your cheek. 

“Go follow him babygirl. I'll join you in a minute.”

[bapdaydreams]

BangUp: Threesome

Summary: Yongguk wants to invite Jongup for some fun in your realtionship. 

A/N: I think what you wanted was three members but I don’t think I can write that so I hope yo don;t mind me picking BangUp and a female reader for your request ^^

You had to admit, at first the idea of having Jongup join you and your boyfriend, Yongguk in bed was a little scary. But Yongguk had convinced you so easily. He knew exactly what to say to you to get you to comply.  

He had enveloped you into a back hug and whispered “Jongup really cannot resist you” and if you were being honest, you really couldn’t resist him. The way Jongup danced always entranced you. You could never take your eyes off him.

You had been watching him dance and Yongguk would look at you and say “He would be so good to you baby girl”. He brushes your hair off your neck and kisses the area just bellow your ear.

Your eyes burn holes through Jongup as he moves.

“OK”, you say finally and Yongguk looks at you in shock. His jaw hangs a little in surprise and you can’t help but laugh.

“Bring him over tonight”, you say to a stunned Yongguk before placing a quick kiss on his lips and then running out of the studio.

And now you were nervously waiting just in your silk dressing gown on your shared bed with Yongguk. You felt your heart pounding as you close your eyes. You can hear the clock ticking and the water dripping from the tap in the kitchen. You are too scared to open your eyes as you know any minute, the two men would come and claim you.

You start to take a deep breath as you feel yourself relax. The silk feels good on your skin as you feel your nipples harden suddenly as you think of Yongguk and Jongup. You feel your core pulse with want. You were nervous at first but now you feel excited. You slowly undo the knot of your dressing gown before lying down in bed. Your eyes are still shut tightly as you slowly start to massage your breasts.

You moan a little as you start to tease your own nipples as you imagine what Jongup’s tongue would feel like on your hot skin and how Yongguk’s lips would feel latched onto the sensitive spot on your neck. You slowly spread your legs as one of your hands slide down your body and you slowly massage your inner things and sink your nails into your skin to hiss in pain.

You moan at the stinging feeling before your finger slowly starts to draw circles around your clit while your other hand continued to abuse your breasts. You close your eyes and throw your head back as you moan loudly. Your clit is swollen and sensitive and you knew if you moved your fingers just the right way you could reach your orgasm really quick. You then slowly take your finger away from your clit and then tease your entrance.

You moan as you slowly push your index finger inside you. You arch off the bed as you slowly thrust your finger inside yourself as your walls clamp down on your finger. You set up a steady pace and with your eyes hut closed tightly and your focus all in the way your moved your fingers, you don’t hear the two men coming in.

Yongguk has a smile on his face as he watching you and Jongup’s jaw has dropped a little.

“Go help her out Jongup, she is desperate”, Yongguk says with a laugh and at the sound of his voice you freeze up. You slowly look up to see the two men. Yongguk has a smirk on his face while Jongup still looks a little shocked.

But Yongguk was right, you were desperate so you spread your legs a little wider and give Jongup a suggestive look.

“Go on”, Yongguk says and gives Jongup a little push. It makes Jongup a few seconds to register what is going on. But Jongup doesn’t waste time as his t-shirt is immediately off his body and he is pushing his pants and boxers down and kicked them off.

Before you know it, Jongup is on the bed and crawling up towards you but before he can do anything, Yongguk is next to you, naked too. He claims your lips roughly as he grabs you by your hair and tugs at it a little to get you to throw your head back. It allows him to kiss you roughly. You kiss him back as you feel Jongup’s hands on your inner thighs as he holds your legs apart. You then feel his tongue run up your wet slit. You moan into the kiss as Jongup continues to lick at your slit.

Yongguk deepens the kiss and his hands start to rub your breasts slowly. His hands are large and warm and his gentle movements make you whimper for more.

You then feel Jongup take your clit into his mouth and swirls his tongue around your hardened clit.

“Of fuck!” you moan as Yongguk releases you from the kiss so he can kiss down your neck, sucking on your sensitive spots, leaving purple marks all over your neck.

You feel Jongup slowly push two fingers inside you, winning your attention as he ever so gently pushes in.

“Ah! Jongup!

Yongguk then takes one of your nipples into his mouth and gives it a gentle bite making you moan loudly. He smirks against your skin as his hand massages your other breast.

“Yes! Yongguk!” you moan loudly as he bites your nipple again and tug at it.

You arch off the bed as Jongup starts to thrust his fingers inside you in a quick pace hitting all the right spots inside you. Jongup continues to tease your clit with your mouth as he sucks on it.

Jongup feels you’re your walls clamp down on his fingers and he knows that you are about to cum so he his fingers get quicker and harder making you cry louder. “Tell him how good he makes you feel, baby”, Yongguk says with a husky voice. You groan and then moan “Oh! Yes Jongup! So good!”

Yongguk smirks before calming your lips once again. Jongup curls his fingers inside you as it brushes your g-spot and you moan loudly into the kiss with Yongguk. Your walls tighten and with a few more thrusts the knot in your stomach snaps and you cum around his fingers.

“Oh fuck! Jongup! Yongguk!”

You arch off the bed as the two men continue to stimulate you respectively and help you ride your high. Jongup slowly pulls his fingers out of you and Yongguk moves away so you can finally see Jongup. Jongup looks directly into your eyes as he licks his fingers clean.

“You should reward him, baby”, Yongguk says as he sits up and rests against the headboard. Yongguk sits there comfortably and watched you and Jongup re-shuffle. Jongup is hovering over you as he holds your legs apart. Yongguk has passed Jongup a condom, which he begrudgingly puts on.

He aligns himself against your entrance and he teases you a little making you moan and whine for him to just fuck you. He pushes inside you in one go and you moan loudly as he fills you up completely. He wasn’t as big as Yongguk but he filled you all in the right places.

Jongup isn’t gentle either. He doesn’t given you a chance to get used to his length and thrusts into you hard and fast making you moan loudly. Your walls clamp down on him and he groans. Jongup holds you by the hips as he continues to thrust into you.

“Oh fuck! So hot and tight!” Jongup groans as he throws his head back. He is digging his nails into your hips as he continues to thrust into you.

“Fuck! Jongup!”

You wrap your legs around his waist as you feel your entire body moving up the bed with every thrust. You feel the familiar feeling build up in the your stomach as your walls clamp down on his length. You feel him pulse inside you as you can tell he is about to cum.

You take your hand and start to play with your clit to help you get where Jongup was.

“I’m gonna cum!” Jongup groans and with a few more thrusts, and your fingers moving roughly against your swollen clit, the two of you cum at the same time. He thrusts into you a few more times to help both of you right your highs.

With a groan, Jongup collapses next to you.

You are trying to catch your breath when you feel Yongguk’s hands on your body and he hoists you up so you are on your hands and knees. You are still really tired and sensitive so you moan when you feel Yongguk rub his hardness against your entrance. He groans as you whine at the feeling.

Yongguk slowly pushes inside you and you can only moan loudly as you are stretched again. Yongguk was thicker than Jongup and he fills you in so much better. He gives you a few minutes to get used to being stretched out so much. He also knows that you are over stimulated and you could cum again very easily.

“Move!” you let out a gasp as Yongguk tease you but he doesn’t move.

Once he feels you relax around he sets a slow and teasing pace. You moan loudly as he is instantly started to thrusts into your g-pot. He groans at your tightness and he just wants to just fuck you but he knows to control himself.

“Ugh! Faster Yongguk!” you beg as Yongguk continues to tease you. He grabs your breasts and massages them roughly. He pulls at your nipples and starts to kiss down your neck.

His space is slow and steady and it helps you push your orgasm further away. You push your butt outwards to meet his thrusts but he doesn’t like it so holds your waist tightly and continues to thrust into you.

“Oh fuck! Yes Yongguk! Yes!” you moan loudly as he starts to thrust into you faster.

“Oh baby girl, you are so good for me, so tight and so wet”, Yongguk moans before his hands find their way to your hair. You are shocked and surprised to feel his hands pull at your hair forcing you to look up.

You are greeted by Jongup’s hardness by your lips.

“Suck him off, show him how good you are”, Youngguk commands and you do as you are told without a second though.

Yongguk’s thrusts get faster forcing you to take more of Jongup’s hardness. Jongup groans and throws his head back in pleasure. You moan around his hardness making him groan. Yongguk continues to pull at your hair as he continues to thrust into you making your knees weak. Your hands and knees are burning. You are ready to collapse but Yongguk holds you up by your hair.

“I’m gonna cum!” Jongup groans as he takes the fistful of hair from Yongguk’s hand to his and he starts to push you into taking more of his hardness.

“Cum for us baby girl”, Yongguk says as he starts to caresses your back and butt.

“Let it go”, Jonup groans as he caresses your cheek and with a few more thrust you moan loudly around Jongup’s length before you cum all over Yongguk’s hardness.

Jongup cums instantly on the sheets, even though he whines at the loss of your warmth.

Yongguk thrusts into you a few more times before he cums inside you making you gran loudly as he fill you. Yongguk slowly pulls out of you and collapses next to you. He looks at you with tired eyes but his smile says otherwise.

“Did you love it?” you ask as you crawl into his arms.

Yongguk hums in reply as he wraps his hands around you. Jongup is lying on your other side and is drifting to sleep.

“Thank you, hyung”, Jongup mumbles and you hear Yongguk laugh as Jongup falls asleep with his face against your bare back.

“I didn’t know you could share”, you say as you start to trace his tattoos on his chest.

“I don’t but I can’t kick him out either…look at him”, Yongguk says softly as Jongup cuddles up closer into you.

And you just laugh.

[jongupfics]

Sex addict! Moon Jong Up

[junhong-ah]

[Jongup] - Hips don’t lie.

word count: 700  • characters: you x jongup • genre: fluff with 10% smut

188. "Mine." | 193. "Good Girl." › You had a great day, were in the best mood and happy all the way. That’s where Jongup catches you and sees something, he probably won’t forget that fast. ‘Cause you've got his full attention...

It was one of these days where everything was perfectly fine. You were happy as hell and singing an dancing the whole time, whatever you did. First you started to do the laundry as you danced from the bedroom to the bathroom, singing to some Taylor Swift songs. While you cleaned the living room you danced with your broom to the beats of some songs from Nicki Minaj and now you where in the kitchen making dinner for you and your boyfriend while Beyoncé was making your hips shake.

The music was so loud, you didn't even hear Jongup coming home from the studio earlier. He already heard the loud music outside the apartment, so he was kind of prepared for some small party or something like that. But when he came across the kitchen he stopped and leaned against the door frame, looking at you with a smile.

Your hips were moving on their own, while you were cutting some vegetables and prepared some other things for the new recipe you wanted to try this evening. You knew how hungry Jongup was, when he came from work so you wanted to be prepared for this.

As you put the knife down you soon felt some arms wrapping around your waist which made you flinch for a moment. Your muscles relaxed after you realized that this could only be one person and you smile happily as you turned your head aside, to look over your left shoulder.

“What are you doing here so early? I was hoping I could finish this before you're here!”

“Shhh”, Jongup whispered in your ear with this special smile he was giving you. He gave you a sweet kiss on your neck and pressed his body softly against yours. “Don't get distracted by me and continue with what you did before.”

A shiver runs down your spine since you know what he meant right away. You smiled and closed your eyes, leaning against his body and moving your hips again slowly but steady.

“Mhhh. Good Girl.” Jongup moaned softly and just enjoyed the feeling of your butt rubbing against his lower body. He didn't even know you could move your hips that lasciviously, since you never really danced in front of him. Maybe because you were to afraid it would look ridiculously in his eyes. Seems as if these worries were for nothing.

You softly kissed him on the cheek and wanted to continue cooking, but he wouldn't let you go anywhere.

“Jongup, I need to cook now. Aren't you hungry?”, you ask giggling.

“I am. But... maybe we start with the dessert?”

You shook your head trying to free yourself off his arms as he just pulled you closer to him. Now it wasn't that bad that he came home earlier than usual. You just started cooking, which means that nothing could go wrong if you'd finish later on.

He brushed your hair to one side and kissed your neck once again, giving you goosebumps. You closed your eyes once again and threw your head back, humming quietly. Jongup treated your sensitive spot right behind your earlobe, leaving a purple mark and smiling against it. He was quite proud of this as he looked at it.

“Mine”, he whispers with his husky voice.

You turn around in his embrace and wrap your arms around his neck to pull him down to you for a kiss. Jongup moaned again, his hunger for you just got bigger and bigger. He grabbed you by your ass and lifted you up onto the kitchen counter. Your legs wrapped around him you felt his bulge right between your thighs and now it was you who moaned softly.

“I didn't knew you were a dancer”, he said with a smile. His hand moved to your neck and his fingertips wander down your neck, to your chest. “Your moves were so hot, baby.”

Jongup kissed your again, this time more passionate and wilder and you both moan against each others lips. You knew what would happen next: some furious, hot kitchen-sex.

Yes, it truly was one of these days where everything was perfectly fine.

[koreabooeauty]

I used to be so happy, I used to have a reason to live, I used to believe in love, that all changed after you left

[miss-noo-na]

“Gifted” ( Jongup Smut)

Title: Gifted

Featuring: Jongup (B.A.P) x Reader

POV: 2nd

Rating: Mature. Smut

Summary: The crush on your flirtatious neighbor heats up over the holidays.

Requested by anon!

You hauled your bags out of the trunk of your car, determined to get them inside in one trip. They lined your arms, slipping lower to your hands as you struggled up the snowy walk, cursing your apartment manager for not shoveling it sooner.

Approaching the entrance to the building, the door swung open and there stood your neighbor, who noticed you immediately. He smiled and held the door for you, and you tried to move passed him as quickly as possible, mumbling your thanks.

Jongup was a bit of a resident flirt; you’d encountered him in the hall countless times since moving here and had become acquainted with he and his roommates in time. They were all nice boys, including Jongup to some extent, but his leering looks and mischievous manner was a bit too much for you at times. He was handsome, to be sure, but you always got the feeling he was just doing it to mess with you, so you tried to avoid him. You didn’t want to make a fool of yourself if you ever let on that you had a little bit of a crush on him.

“Do you need some help?” He asked as you approached the indoor elevator. You strained to pick up a heavy arm to mash against the Up button.

“I got it, thanks.” You called without looking at him. He closed the door and began approaching, and you frantically searched the lights above the elevator door to see if you could make an escape. To your surprise, they weren’t lighting up at all.

“Its broken.” You heard him say, just as he got to you and started unloading one of your arms of gifts.

“God dammit.” You hissed under your breath, and Jongup smiled at you, taking even more bags away from you.

He followed you up the stairs, trying to make small talk. You were short with him, just wanting to get inside and get these dumb things wrapped up.

“Is there anything in here for me?” He asked as you got to the top of the stairs and you looked at him over your shoulder and scoffed.

“Yeah, right.” You said, dropping your bags at the door and fishing out your keys. He stood next to you, and you peered up at him from the corner of your eyes, realizing how close he was.

“Then again, you’d make a good gift.”

You nearly dropped your keys, catching them with your other hand, cursing some more, and when you looked at Jongup he was smirking deviously. You shoved your door open after successfully unlocking it.

“Thanks for your help.” You said after dragging your bags inside, and went to swing the door shut before he caught it with his hand.

“Hey, wait.”He said, coming over the threshold. “I wanted to invite you to a holiday party.”

“A party?” You asked with a raised brow.

“Yeah, the guys and I are having a get-together at our place. We’re inviting some friends and the other neighbors. We want you to come, it’s this Saturday.”

You blinked at him, and then shrugged your shoulders.

“I might be able to make it.”

He grinned wide. “Great, just come up around six if you can.”

He tapped on the door and then left and you sighed as you shut it behind him. You already were thinking of a million excuses to back out, but the other part of your brain was screaming at you to go and have fun. The holidays were stressful enough, you deserved a night off.

Once that weekend rolled around, you’d gone back and forth over it a hundred times. Finally, you relented. If it was lame, you could always dip out early. That was the beauty of living directly downstairs from them.

You put on what you considered to be a festive red and black outfit, and took an unopened bottle of wine out of the fridge. It was rude to go to a party empty-handed.

You knocked on the door, and of course Jongup had to be the one that answered. He smiled wide as he pulled the door open for you.

“You made it.” He said happily, and you forced a nervous smile, waving the wine bottle at him. “I sure did.”

He brought you inside and took the wine bottle from you, telling you to make yourself comfortable as he went into the kitchen. You greeted the others, including his 5 other roommates and a few neighbors you recognized.

When Jongup returned, he handed you a glass filled with the wine you’d brought, and you were taken aback by the thoughtful gesture.

“Thank you.”

He nodded at you, then left you alone for the most part. You felt awkward at first, mingling around the apartment, but eventually you began to get acquainted. The wine relaxed your tensions and you started to chat up others. You looked across the room now and then and saw Jongup, and maybe it was the alcohol hitting your brain funny, but you couldn’t help but think that he was gorgeous enough to be as confident as he always was. It was like your crush was intensifying every passing moment in his apartment.

You stayed a lot longer than you thought you would, until guests began to filter out one by one, yet you were having a good time talking to Daehyun now, and felt in no rush to leave.

Jongup sank down onto the couch next to you, and you instinctively turned toward him.

“You enjoying yourself?” He asked, and you nodded.

“Doesn’t it look like she is?” Daehyun asked, narrowing his eyes at him. Caught between the two of them, you felt flustered.

“Come on,” Jongup said suddenly, standing and offering you a hand. You blinked up at him.

“You like music? I’ve got a great music collection.” He said, and you slowly raised your hand and he took it, pulling you up off the couch. You gave Daehyun a shrug as you went, and he laughed.

You were in his bedroom, not even sure exactly how you got there. Your wine glass was nearly empty, your second one of the night. You weren’t drunk, but you were certainly relaxed, and the atmosphere in his bedroom was adding to the feeling. It was lit only by bedside lamps, a kind of strange blue hue, dark walls, chicly decorated, with music now pumping out low and moody from an impressive sound system. He had a deck for an mp3 player as well as CDs and vinyl. You thumbed through the collection of records with one hand, cradling your glass with the other. You lifted it to swallow the last bit of wine and Jongup took it from your hand, placing it down on a nearby surface.

“What do you think?” He asked, standing close to your side, looming over your shoulder. You nodded, swallowing hard, stomach churning.

“It’s a nice collection.”

“I’m still building it, but I think it’s pretty good so far.” He half-smiled, and when you lifted your head to look at him he was very close.

He peered down at you, unflinching eye-contact, and you felt all warm inside from something other than the alcohol.

“You’re really pretty, you know that?”

You stammered, breaking your gaze, laughing nervously.

“Ah, geez, stop.”

“No, I mean it. Whenever I see you in the hall I want to say something, but I usually end up using a lame line instead.” He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck, looking self-conscious himself, which eased you.

You looked back up, and you both stopped laughing as soon as your eyes locked again. Something was radiating between the two of you, you felt strangely drawn to him since you’d met him, which is why you tried so hard to ignore him. Now, in his room, you couldn’t escape it.

Despite that, you did not expect him to kiss you like he did. He dove in, pressing his lips to yours firmly as his eyes fell shut. Yours went wide for a moment, before that swimming feeling in your head lulled you into it. You found yourself kissing him back, turning toward him, letting him put his hands on your hips and pull you forward.

It was a blur from the stereo to his bed, you’d never moved so quickly with anyone in your life, especially someone you didn’t know that well. This could have been a huge mistake, but it felt so right.

You were in his lap, shirtless, sighing as he kissed along the top of your chest, hands running along your sides. They went behind your back and struggled to unhook your bra, and he growled impatiently which made you giggle. You helped him out, and then shivered as your upper half was exposed. His kisses descended, tongue and lips finding one nipple and then the other, and you stroked your fingers through his hair.

In one swift movement he held you to him, turned you around, and tossed you back on the bed. You bounced, laughing as he crawled over you. Even in your long-term relationships, the act had never felt so playful and carefree, and you only got more comfortable because of it.

He removed his own shirt and then started tugging your pants down your legs.  He took a moment to trail his fingertips down your stomach and over your clothed center, and you trembled at the digits pressing firmly over your sensitive spot through fabric.

“Are you okay with this?” He asked then, slowing down and searching your face intently. You don’t know why you were so at-ease with him, but you nodded. To emphasize your point, you reached up and started undoing his pants as he watched, smirking slightly.

Once you were both naked, you opened your mouth to ask about the most important aspect. Your mind may have been clouded over by lust but you weren’t stupid. Yet, before you could ask he’d already produced the square from his bedside and was opening it. You lay back and took in the moment, the music still playing gently in the background, his skin in the cool-toned light, the voices of his roommates outside. You prayed they weren’t the type to barge in.

You were taken out of your reverie when you felt Jongup hook his hands under your legs and pull you toward him, yelping in surprise. Your giggling dissolved into a whimper when you felt him pressing against your entrance.

“Are you ready?” He asked, and though he was giving you that rude look again, you were thankful he was so attentive. You wrapped your arms around his neck and nodded again, and he swooped in to kiss you as he pushed inside you.

You moaned into his mouth, you couldn’t help yourself, and he smiled against your lips, clearly pleased with your reaction. When he pulled back, those eyes bore into you as he began to move, rocking his hips into you steadily, punctuating the end of each thrust inward so he could get a little deeper.

“Ah,” He gasped, eyes creasing but refusing to close. “You feel amazing, babygirl.”

You felt your legs quiver at his words, rising up to meet him and get more of the wonderful fiction. He looked down between your bodies, watching your hips and groaned at how eager you were. One of his hands snaked down between you, his thumb grazing your clit and you cried out at the added pleasure.

“How does that feel?” Jongup asked, meeting your eyes once more, and you could only moan wantonly in response. He continued the fixed motion of his hips, a little harder now, as he rubbed your clit in tandem. Your face flushed and you held onto him, eyes falling shut and an endless stream of blissful sounds tumbling from your parted mouth. He drank it in, leaning in close, watching, encouraging.

“Are you close?” He asked as your whines rose in pitch and became more incessant. You gripped onto the back of his neck and somehow, managed to reply.

“Y-yes. Oh, yes.” You said, rolling your hips up into him. He made it apparent in his sounds and the now slamming of his hips against the back of your thighs that he loved it.

“I want to feel you come.” He groaned, quickening his hand and his thrusts, desperate to get you there. It only took a few more expert strokes and you were falling over the edge, bucking your hips up into his hand and against his cock.

Once you were spent, Jongup moved his hand away and collapsed on top of you, burying his face in your neck as he fucked you harder, moaning constantly against your skin and into your ear. You pushed one hand through the hair at the back of his head and held him close, letting him meet his release inside you with a string of mumbled obscenities.

It took awhile for you to catch your breath, straining under the weight of his body. Finally, he pulled himself up, off, and out of you, discarding the rubber barrier and rolling back toward you. You lay on your back, wondering what on earth you’d just done, even as satisfaction still vibrated through your limbs.

“That’s not how I expected this night to go.” You said, and he let out a breathless laugh, stroking your arm.

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” He asked, and when you turned toward him he had one arm wrapped over himself, covering half his face, only his eyes soft and intent staring up at you. It made a fluttery feeling in your stomach.

“It definitely felt like a good thing,” You stated, and you could tell he was smiling behind his arm.  There was a long, silent pause.

“Are you busy on Christmas Eve?”

You were taken aback by his question, but answered it without hesitation.

“Actually, no.”

“Me either.”

Another long pause and he looked to be thinking before he spoke again.

“Do you want to have dinner with me or something?”

“Aren’t we doing this backwards?”

“Would you rather keep this as it is? Because I can do that, too.” He shrugged, though he didn’t look as okay with it as he claimed.

“Dinner sounds great.”

[ktrashprincess]

B.A.P reaction to hearing their s/o curse for the first time.

My Daddy.. Bang Yongguk 

You decided to curse not only in front of Yongguk for the first time but the other members as well. They were all so quick to blame your foul mouth on your boyfriend, While Yongguk tried to not look guilty next to you laughing out loud half amused and half surprised. Wondering to himself what finally set you off.

Kim Himchan

Himchan would be talking highly about himself when you let a sarcastic comment slip out your mouth. Your words came out like a whisper and you hoped he didn’t hear you but as soon as it reached his ears his head snapped your direction and his eyes threw daggers your way.

Mother Mode Activated “Hey! When did you learn to speak to your elders that way y/n?! Don’t make me punish you”

Jung Daehyun

you became frustrated and unintentionally cursed the object of your frustration. Daehyun innocently repeated what you said not realizing that it was bad until it was far too late. You both looked at each other with wide eyes and hands over your lips eventually bursting into laughter at your inappropriateness.

Yoo Youngjae

you were in the middle of your conversation with Youngjae when he heard a sudden bang and you swearing at the heavens. He laughed hysterically into the phone, glad that he was the only one that could hear your profanity. He could only imagine what happened on the other side of the phone.

Moon Jongup

you let out a stifled moan with a low curse when Jongup started kissing down your neck. Hearing you like that for the first time made the situation that much more amusing for him. He couldn’t help but smile when it kept playing back in his mind the following day.

Sorry not sorry

Choi Junhong

Zelo would ask you for your opinion on a few lyrics he wrote for his rap, which included a few inappropriate words. You read them out loud to yourself with him listening in, secretly turned on by how casual the words sounded coming from your lips.

[thatmpdblog]

Jongup was a very sweet, but powerful man. Sometimes, beyond his own control. However, his strength did have its many benefits. Like in the midst of the night when the two of you were consumed by your passion, hands roaming heated skin and lips tasting every inch of flesh. Hair stuck to your foreheads, damp with sweat as the mattress creaked beneath you both. Your fingernails dug into Jongup’s back, leaving long, red scratches down his tanned skin. 

Your breaths and moans were heavy, commingled with the skin-slapping sounds of his hips slamming down into yours and the deep groans that came from him. The thuds of the headboard hitting the wall repeatedly went ignored by the two of you, too deeply focused on each other. 

You could feel yourself steadily approaching your peak yet again that night. Jongup’s hips faltered in rhythm, feeling himself getting close as well. He bit down into the crook of your shoulder, desperately chasing his high as he felt your walls tighten around him, having found your release with a shout of his name. Feeling himself tumble over the edge, he thrust forward, spilling deep inside you. 

The intensity of your orgasms distracted you both from the sharp cracking noise that sounded in the room. It wasn’t until Jongup looked up and saw the results of his strength, did he chuckle awkwardly before looking back down at you. 

“Okay, don’t get mad,” he breathed. “but we might need a new headboard.”