#btskimnamjoon

[dollystuartwrites]

THE BANGTAN ALPHA

To the person who requested this short story, thank you! I hope it's to your liking!

All kinks in this story have been requested and I've obeyed.

Pairing: Alpha!KimNamjoon x Omega!f!reader

Genre: fluff, smut (like mostly), strangers to lovers, werewolf AU, soulmate AU, Omegaverse

Wordcount: 9215

Summary: Desperate for a mate you beg your parents to attend the Bangtan Gathering in hopes of finding one. Never did you expect to run into the Alpha of Alpha’s: Kim Namjoon of the Bangtan Clan…

Warnings: God there are so many I will probably forget some sorry - swearing, daddy kink, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, creampie, knotting, breeding kink, virgin reader, dom!Namjoon, sub!reader, fingering, size kink, oral (f receiving), a LOT of dirty talk, pregnancy/impregnation kink, possessive!Namjoon, praising, mating, marking

'What's wrong dear?' mom asked you.

'Nothing,' you lied as you quickly put your phone away.

Mom pressed her lips together and sighed.

'You saw Nabi's photo right?' she asked you. You knew there was no use lying. She could smell the sadness on you anyways.  

'She's having twins,' you said jealous, your throat feeling like a lump had gotten stuck in it.

Mom got up from her chair and wrapped her arms around you in a comforting hug as you tried to hold back the tears.

'Your time will come,' she said soothingly. But her words didn't do anything for you.

Anytime you checked your social media feed there was always someone  posting about how they finally got mated, or how they were with pups.  You were sure you were the last one in your age group in your city to  not have been mated.

'I doubt it,' you scoffed, trying hard to blink away the tears.

'Come on honey, I'm sure you will find your mate soon,' Mom said petting your hair as a way of comfort.

'What is she crying about this time?' your youngest brother growled as he walked into the dining room.

Your emotions got the better of you and you jumped up in rage.

'You have no idea what it's like being an omega! How hard it is!' you spat at him, your eyes filling with angry tears.

'Nope, I don't,' your brother simply shrugged, not caring at all.

Even though you were the oldest and only daughter of your family, all  your younger brothers were born either Beta's or Delta's, which caused  quite some friction between your family most of the time. You were the  only Omega. And it sucked.

'Do you know what it's like seeing all your friends being mated or  having their first pups? Have to watch their happy family pictures?  Their new lives of freedom and love with their new packs? While I'm  still fucking stuck here with 8 dimwits younger brothers who still  somehow managed to be born Delta's or Beta's?!' you cried.

'Jeez are you in heat or something?' your youngest brother rolled his eyes at you.

You snapped.

The wolf inside you broke out and you instantly shifted, baring your teeth and charing at your youngest brother.

But your paws had barely touched the ground when another large grey  wolf appeared in front of you. He growled. You skidded and came to a  halt.

Your father, in his grey wolf form, stared you down angrily. You knew you had gone too far. Your  tail instantly sagged between your legs and you lay down on the ground  on your belly, averting your eyes and showing my submission.

Dad growled at you. It was clear, "we will talk about your punishment later" growl.

---

After being verbally smacked around the ears by your Alpha father and  washing up, you went up to your bedroom, emotionally exhausted and  ready for bed.

But when you passed your parent's bedroom you heard something that piqued your interest. You stopped and listened.

'But don't you understand dear? She's lonely! She feels left out.  She's been of age for years and she still hasn't found a mate. How would  you feel if you had to go to your heat alone every time, for years on  end, with 8 brothers beneath you?' your mom spoke to your dad.

'I get that it's awkward for her, and I get that's she's having a  hard time. But I can't let her shift and charge at her brother and get  away with it,' dad objected.

'Oh, bullshit. You let the boys fight each other all the time without interference or punishment,' Mom said annoyed.

'That's because they're boys and Delta's and Beta's. We can't have  our Omega daughter be known as someone who attacks Delta's or Beta's,  even if they're her brothers and even if they deserve it, and even if  she's older than them. I mean, who would want to mate her if they'd know  she was this defiant?' dad explained.

Mom sighed.

'Fine, but I think it's time we send her to a gathering again,' she said after a short silence.

Your heart started to hammer in your chest at her words.

This time it was your dad's turn to sigh.

'Honey we've talked about this. She's been to thirteen gatherings in  the past year. Thirteen! And still no mate! We won't be doing her a  favor by sending her out again and having her come back unmated again. It'll only be discouraging,' dad sighed.

'But what if she doesn't come back unmated?' mom pleaded.

Dad scoffed. 'Honey, there aren't any new gatherings left for her to go to. She's been to all of them this year,'

'Well,' mom said slowly.

You were holding your breath. It sounded like your mom was finally  going to ask permission for the favor you had asked her about a few  weeks back.

'There is one... that she hasn't been to...' mom said carefully.

'If you're talking about the Bangtan gathering, forget it,' Dad said sharply.

Your muscles tensed up at his words.

'But honey,' mom started, but dad interrupted her.

'No. No, I won't allow it. I won't let my daughter go to a gathering  with a pack that has seven Alphas in it. Seven Alphas!? Unmated too! How  is that even legal? How have they not torn each other to shreds yet?  No. No, it's far too dangerous. I will not let my daughter be mated with  a man who is part of a pack with 6 other Alphas,' dad refused.

Your heart sank. It had been your last chance. Your last hope...

But now...

'Oh bullshit,' your mother said suddenly fierce.

Your ears instantly perked up.

'Excuse me?' dad said in his most Alpha tone.

'Bullshit!' mom repeated. 'Bullshit that it's too dangerous. If Y/n  would be safe anywhere it is in a pack with seven alpha's who can all  protect her and have a true mate of their own. The only reason you don't  want it is because it'll mean you'll have to deal with not one but  seven Alphas,' mom hissed. 'And how is that different from all the other  gatherings she's been to before? There were at least 50 Alphas at each  one of them,'

Dad growled annoyed.

'My dear, just let her go. Give her this one last chance to find her  mate before she has to wait for another year again,' your mom pleaded.

'But what if she comes back unmated again?' your dad's voice was soft now. Concerned. 'Will she be able to handle the disappointment?'

'Not letting her go will leave her unmated either way. What's the difference?' mom said irritated.

'I just don't want my girl to get hurt,' dad sighed.

'I won't' you blurted out. The words had been spoken before you could  stop them. You threw all care out of the window and went for it,  opening the door and stepping inside their room, trying to look as  strong as you could.

'I won't get hurt if I come back unmated. At least then I'd have  tried everything right? Then waiting another year wouldn't be too bad,  it might even be easier,' you lied.

Dad bit his lip. 'I don't know dear,' he hesitated.

'Please dad?' you begged him.

Dad's eyes went from you to your mother and back again. There was clear doubt in his eyes.

Then he sighed again.

'Fine. You can go to the Bangtan gathering,' he said defeated by his own Omega and Omega daughter.

XXXXXXXXXX

The gathering was  similar to human mixers. Wolves of all ranks from all over the country  would go there to find their mates. With human mixers, one would often  go to a restaurant to eat and talk with each other. It would only last  one day or evening and would often support small groups. Wolf gatherings  however often consisted of 25 to 100 wolves which would gather at a  completely rented out hotel. It would start around noon and all of the  wolves would meet in the conference room. Most would dress up as nicely  as they could, for who would know if you'd actually find your lifemate.  Some people would just be there to find someone to spend their next heat  or rut with. Others would find their mate. And for those, the stay at  the hotel would sometimes last up to a week...

It was quite a drive  from your home to the hotel where the gathering would take place. When  you arrived most of the hallway was full of other Omega's. Alpha's  always had to arrive a day before and would be confined to their top  floor rooms to make sure no fights would break out. Omegas would arrive  the day after early in the morning and would only go up to their rooms  to dump their luggage and get themselves ready before going in that  noon.

You could count at least 43 Omega's in the lobby. All of them looked quite a bit younger than you...

And what was it with  their appearances? How could they all look like supermodels? With long  legs, shapely hips and bosoms, and big eyes.

You felt uncomfortable next to them. They looked like their bodies were designed to catch.

And then there was you.

Small, thin, and with few roundings in either the back or the front.

"It's all about the scent, not about the looks" you tried to assure yourself nervously.

'Aren't you Y/n from the Lee pack from Busan?' a voice suddenly asked you.

You turned around to see a tall girl squinting down at you.

'Eh,' you said, not sure how to reply.

'You have seven younger brothers right?' she continued.

'Right,' you nodded, feeling a bit agitated that she seemed to know me though you didn't know her.

'Ah. Yes, I thought I  recognized you. You were in my older sister's class, Soo-jin is her  name. I thought you would've been mated by now since my sister has been  mated for years already,' the girl said carelessly.

'Good for her,' you said trying to sound nice as her words felt like a dagger in you.

'Yes, she's currently on her second catch of twins you know,' the girl said proudly.

You tried to smile but  it came out more like a grimace. Having twins was one of the most  admirable and enviable things in our society as it showed fertility and a  strong bloodline.  

'Anyway, why haven't you  mated yet? Just didn't find the right one or did  you hold out for the  Bangtan pack?' she continued shamelessly.

'Hold out...?' you puffed incredulously.

'Honestly, you wouldn't  be the first one to do so. I've heard loads of girls not going to other  gatherings because they were desperate to get mated with one of the  Bangtan pack. Of course, I'm not one of them.' She said quickly flicking  her hair over her shoulder.

'Why are they desperate  to get mated to the Bangtan pack?' you asked surprised. You knew the  Bangtang gathering was one of the most popular and well-visited ones of  the year, but you didn't know about the popularity of the Bangtan pack  itself.

The girl laughed.

'Uhm duh, because  they're all hot as fuck, they're all rich as fuck, and they're all  Alphas. Of course the Alpha of the Alpha's, Kim Namjoon, is the most  wanted,' the girl said fluttering her long eyelashes. 'And if you  gotta believe the stories of the girl they share their ruts with,' the  girl shook her head and whistled between her teeth before smiling  lustfully. 'Those stories are almost enough to start your heat,'

'So none of them are mated yet?' You asked surprised. Surely you had expected them when being so popular to be mated already.  

The girl shook her head, her eyes glinting.

'Nope, it is said they  only hold these gatherings to find girls to share their ruts with. Some  say they don't want to be mated at all. But imagine, what if they  suddenly realize they're your mate?! Imagine being so lucky as to carry  their pups,' she said sighing deeply, her cheeks flushing slightly.

'Who are you talking about?' Another girl asked catching the end of your conversation.

'Bangtan pack,' the first girl said dreamily.

'Oh my god, yes! You  know I skipped most gatherings to go to this one. Imagine being mated to  Jimin!' The second girl exclaimed lustfully.

'Jimin? I'd rather have Taehyung, I've heard his voice sounds like a lion growling,' another girl said sighing deeply.

More and more girls started joining in the conversation.

They were talking about  the Bangtan Pack as if they were some kind of celebrity group. And  apparently, they kind of were to young Omegas.

The name I heard most  was that of Kim Namjoon. He was supposed to be the Alpha of the Alpha  group. He was also the tallest and according to some the hottest. But  that was very much a point of debate.

You felt overwhelmed. It  was clear to you now why the Bangtan gathering was so incredibly  popular. You could imagine the Omegas being drawn in by the allure of  the famous Bangtan-All-Alphas pack. This in turn would draw in many  other Alphas as well, wanting a piece of the action.

But honestly, you didn't  care much for the Bangtan pack in particular. It was interesting how  they could manage to be an all-Alphas pack without killing each other,  you had to admit that. But the way the girls talked about them made  it clear to you that none of them stood a chance since all they were  interested in were rut mates.

You did think it  interesting to hear how much knowledge the girls had of the Bangtan pack  even though none of them had ever met them. And the rumors that were  going around... They were... spicy to say the least.

But you were just here  in desperate want for a mate. And you were determined not to spend  another agonizing heat alone nor another year of having to swipe through  pictures of happily mated couples with their families.

Even though you knew very well that you couldn't just choose your mate.

It either happened...

Or it didn't...

XXXXXXXXXX

While you were getting ready in your room, the Bangtan pack was eagerly waiting together in their room.

Hoseok stuck his nose in the air and took a deep breath.

'Hmm I can smell them from here,' he said eagerly. The smell of the Omegas down in the hall was exciting to them.

'Bet I'll have one at my feet within 20 minutes,' Junkook said pacing up and down the floor.

'I was thinking of trying to get two at once this time,' Jimin said excitedly.

'Calm down boys,'  the leader Alpha commanded. They all scowled but  did as their leader said. 'If you continue talking like that you might  incite your own rut,' Namjoon stated.

'I just hope to find my mate,' Taehyung said softly as he stared out of the window. All boys laughed at him.

'What?! Just because you're all in it for the sex doesn't mean I have  to be. I just feel like I'm ready to settle down you know. Mate an  Omega, have some pups. Five would be nice,' he said staring dreamily  into the distance.

Namjoon scoffed, as did the other guys. None of them had an ounce of  romance in their bodies. Especially the leader Namjoon. Because he was a  rare dominant Alpha, most Omegas would instantly swoon at the scent of  him. It wasn't unusual that simply his presence was enough to incite an  Omegas heat. It was easy for him to get any girl he wanted, whenever he  wanted it. And he loved it. Even though he had a breeding and daddy  kink, he wasn't sure if he was ready to be a dad yet. Or ever for that  matter.

Namjoon checked his watch.

'They'll almost be going in, guys. Remember, we will be going in  later to give all of them a fair shot to get mated first before we,'  Namjoon didn't get to finish his sentence as Yoongi interrupted him.

'Before we come in and make them soak their panties with slick and heat?' Yoongi grinned.

'Yoongi,' Namjoon said in a reprimanding tone, but he grinned too.

'Remember the other rules guys,' Namjoon continued in a more serious tone.

'No taking Omegas in their heat,' Jimin said rolling his eyes.

'Getting out as soon as we feel a rut coming,' Jin called out the second rule.

'No knotting unless you're mated,' Yoongi scowled.

'Make sure to ask for consent and check if they're on birth control,' Jungkook said pointedly.

Namjoon nodded at his pack.

Meanwhile, you had arrived in the conference room. You had decided to  wear a black satin slip-on dress, which you hoped would be a slip-off  dress by the end of the night...

You had also worn your hair up, a tip from your mom as to expose your scent glands as much as possible.

Alphas had finally started arriving and you could instantly see some  of them find their mates within seconds. You had seen it happen so many  times.

They would enter the room with their noses in the air. Sniffing out  the alluring scent they had noticed and following it straight to the  Omega. They would smile broadly at each other as they found each other  and after a short introduction, they would be off, back to their hotel  rooms together...

But this only happened to at most a quarter of the wolfs attending.  Most wouldn't find their mate and instead would simply mingle, hoping to  find a rut or heat mate or sometimes just to make some new friends.

You kept yourself apart from the talking and laughing groups of  people. Hoping anxiously that it would help to keep your scent as pure  as possible so that, if your possible mate was here, they couldn't miss  it.

As the time ticked by and no more new people seemed to be entering  the room, you grew hopeless again. More and more couples were leaving,  either as mates or as friends.

You could feel the pain in your heart grow deeper and deeper as you  stared out of the window at the sun getting lower and lower. It seemed  like another failed gathering. Which would mean another year of  agonizing heats, and hearing families talk proudly about their new  catch.

Tears started to well up in your eyes as the hopelessness consumed you.

But a sudden chatter drew your attention and you turned around curiously.

'I heard they'll be coming down now,' a girl said.

'Finally! What took them so long? It's been hours,' another girl said.

And indeed the Bangtan pack was on its way down. All seven of them  ran down the stairs, whooping and yelling, getting themselves riled up  for the hunt they were about to undertake.

Namjoon could feel his wolf being awakened as the strong smell of a  room full of Omegas entered his nostrils. It excited him. It excited all  of them.

And suddenly he smelt it.

I very peculiar and hypnotizing scent set his wolf on high alert. He  could feel a tingle down his spine as he ran to the door of the  conference room, followed by his shouting and laughing companions.

All seven of them burst into the room excitedly and many Omega's  started screaming as if they were fangirls watching their favorite  celebrities pass by.

Suddenly you caught a strong whiff of a scent that seemed to light a  fire in your lower belly. But before you could react to it, or before  you could stand on your tiptoes to see what you expected to be the  Bangtan pack bursting in, a man stepped in front of you. He was small  and wore a crinkled suit.

'Hi, I'm Jack,' he said friendly. His scent somehow seemed off and it was clear to you that he wasn't an Alpha, nor your mate.

'Hi,' you spoke warily, not actually wanting to make conversation as  you were sure he wasn't your mate. Besides, that scent... Not his, but  another scent... the one that, it that fire in you.

Namjoons mind was racing as he followed his nose to that hypnotizing  scent. His wolf was screaming at him to follow it and he was curious to  see where it would lead him. Never before had he smelled something so...  alluring.

He passed a few tables when...

There it was, the source of the smell.

He could see a small thin girl in a black satin slip-on dress, with  her hair in a casual low bun. Her neck beautiful pale neck was  exposed...

She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

A princess, a goddess an angel.

For a second Namjoon imagined himself walking over to her, taking her  into his arms and digging his teeth into her neck deeply, marking her.

He stopped dead in his tracks.

What the hell was he thinking?

Then suddenly he noticed the man that was talking to her. Clearly a Delta. He was holding his hand out for her to shake.

Namjoon could see the clear doubt in her eyes, your eyes. The wolf in  him instantly woke again. It roared angrily. How dared that man touch  his Omega? How dare he make you feel uncomfortable?

The frenzy overtook him and he charged, growling loudly. All of the  other Alpha's in his pack instantly noticed and stopped what they were  doing. Within seconds they had sped over, but it was already too late.

Namjoon was sitting on top of the Delta he had toppled over, punching  him in the face with all his might. It took all six of the other Alphas  in his pack to pull him off.

'NAMJOON!' Yoongi called at him. 'Namjoon!' he repeated, this time  slapping Namjoon in the face. Namjoon who was just seconds ago all arms  and legs trying his hardest to get loose from the grip of his pack  members, desperate to hurt the Delta more, was now turned to Yoongi.

'NAMJOON CALM THE FUCK DOWN! WHAT THE FUCK DUDE?!' Yoongi growled at  him. The wolf in Namjoon was still on high alert, but Yoongi's voice  pulled him slightly back to earth.

Namjoon looked at the bleeding Delta on the ground. He stopped struggling and the six-pack members let go of him.

'GET OUT!' Namjoon growled at the bleeding Delta. The Delta was all too happy to instantly leave the room.

'Where is she?' Namjoon muttered more to himself, his jaws still  clenched in anger. He spun around wildly as his friends were still on  high alert, ready to grab Namjoon again immediately if needed.

But then he spotted you. You had cowered back into the corner of the  nearest windowsill. If you had been in wolf form, your tail would've  been between your legs and your ears flat against your head. But you  were still human, which meant you were simply trembling on your feet,  praying your knees wouldn't give out.

As soon as Namjoon spotted you his wolf calmed down. You were unharmed and untouched.

He took a few steps closer to you. The scent that had lit the fire in  your lower parts was growing stronger. It was clear now it was coming  from him. The Alpha of the Alpha pack.

But you were too scared.

You pressed your back against the cold glass wall as you watched the tall, broad, and muscled man inch closer to you.

Finally, your knees gave out and you sank down, your wolf making you whimper in submission.

Namjoons heart melted as he watched you cower and whimper in the corner.

'Are you okay baby?'  he spoke in his husky low voice. Your scent  intoxicated him and he wanted nothing more than to take your shivering  silhouette into his arms.

The use of the pet name and his soft words took you by surprise.  Still trembling like a chihuahua you slowly nodded in response.

Namjoon stuck out his hand to you.

'Let me help you up,' he said softly. The sound of his voice was so  mesmerizing. You weren't sure if it was his voice alone, or his  intoxicating scent, or maybe just the fact that he was a dominant Alpha,  but you couldn't help but obey him.

You didn't even care that him touching you like that would make him  scent you. You wanted him to scent you. You wanted to drown in the smell  of him.

Carefully Namjoon helped you up.  

'You're shivering' he stated worriedly. He quickly took off his jacket and put it around your bare shoulders. 'There,'

In the background, the six other pack members exchanged incredulous  looks with each other. Had it really happened? To their leader even. Or  was this a new weird tactic Namjoon hadn't told them about to lure in  Omegas?

You looked around you. The whole of the conference room was looking  at you and Namjoon breathlessly. You felt embarrassed and scared, unsure  of what the hell had just happened, and still with that sizzling fire  in you.

Namjoon noticed the change in your mood and looked up too. He too noticed all attendees staring at the two of you.

'Let's get some fresh air for a bit,' he quickly whispered into your  ear. The proximity of his nose to your neck made his chest swell up and  there was a second in which he had to fight the insane urge of marking  you again.

The feeling of his hot breath on your ear and the scent of him made  you unable to refuse him. Meekly you followed him as he guided you to  the exit.

XXXXXXXXXX

Once outside Namjoon took you into the hotel gardens.

The fresh air and scent of the trees and earth helped you calm down a  lot. However, the scent of him so close next to you, his jacket around  your shoulders drenched in it...

While the panic was subsiding the fire in you started to rise slowly.

'Let's sit here,' Namjoon said, gesturing to a nearby bench.

You obeyed and he came to sit down next to you.

You didn't dare to make eye contact, let alone look at him, so you looked at your feet instead.

'What's your name?' Namjoon asked huskily. His voice wasn't helping the fire die down either...

'Lee Y/n from the Lee pack from Busan,' You answered.

'Hmm,' Namjoon sounded, his chest rumbling so deep that the bench seemed to vibrate beneath you.

'I'm Kim Namjoon from the Bangtan pack,' Namjoon introduced himself politely.

'I know,' you whispered. It had been clear to you from the moment he  had walked in. His dominant Alpha aura and his scent were impossible to  miss. The description the girls had given of him this morning had been  accurate. To you, he indeed was the most handsome one in the pack.

For the first time in his life, Namjoon felt awkward. Your scent was  so overwhelming to him now that you two were alone. The wolf inside him  was screaming, crying, and clawing at him to hold you, touch you, kiss  you, mark you, mate you...

But the sensation of it all had been so unexpected. Unwanted even. He was confused and in denial.

'So erm,' Namjoon started, unsure of where he was going with his sentence but desperate to keep talking to distract his wolf.

'So erm, what were you here for?' He asked. He wanted to punch  himself in the face. Why on earth would anyone ask that? An Omega was at  a gathering for only two reasons: find a mate or find a heat partner.

While cursing himself out silently he heard your soft voice answer.

'I'm sorry I didn't quite catch that?' he apologized.

You mumbled your answer again.

Your mumbling warmed his heart. It sounded cute and shy.

'You gotta speak up baby,' Namjoon said and unable to help himself he  put his finger under your chin and directed your face to look at him.

Looking at you from up close made his heart skip a beat. Your soft  skin, your perfectly shaped eyes, nose, and mouth. He wanted to look at  that face for the rest of the time. To plant kisses on those pink cheeks  and rose lips...

'I'm looking for a mate,' you admitted breathlessly. His stunning  face silenced you. His dark almond eyes,  his rounded cheeks, full  soft-looking lips. You could feel the heat rising in you. This was bad.  Very very bad. You shouldn't be having your heat right now. You had  already been through one recently so it was extremely off-cycle.

Your words made Namjoon freeze, his finger still underneath your chin. His wolf was still clawing at him. He  could smell it now. Your heat firing up. The slick that had formed  between your legs. His wolf roared. He wanted to mate your right now.  Dig his teeth into your neck. Thrust his cock into you, knot you, and  unload himself over and over into you, until you'd catch.

His pants had become far too tight around his dick, which had grown  into a fullfledged raging boner. His wolf roared louder and louder.

But he had locked his muscles in place. Frozen. Trying desperately to  get a grip on the situation while your words echoed in his head:

"I'm looking for a mate,"

Namjoons wolf answered.

"You've found him,"

But Namjoon kept his jaws locked as he stared into your eyes.

And you stared back into his.

Meanwhile, you were falling deeper and deeper into your heat as you looked at him, smelled him.

Suddenly blind panic overtook Namjoon's mind.

'Good luck. Go straight back to your room,' he heard himself speak.  His fingers slipped away from under your chin as he turned his back onto  you.

Even though your heat was begging you to jump his bones, Namjoon's  Alpha order weighed stronger than anything, causing you to stand up on  wobbly legs. You could feel your drenched panties stick to your burning  crotch while your legs moved on their own, walking you back to the  hotel, leaving a heaving Namjoon behind.

As the distance between the two of you grew, Namjoon's mind started  to become a little clearer. But instead of feeling better, as he had  expected he only started to feel worse. The smell of you lessened and  his wolf started crying and whimpering loudly for it.

You had disappeared out of his sight and entered the lobby. Your legs  barely able to carry you but still executing the Alpha's order. As the  elevator doors closed and you pressed the button it felt like your  insides shattered. Your legs finally gave out as you dropped to the  floor. The only thing you could think of was Namjoon's face. His scent  that you were still carrying around your shoulders. But he was far away  now. Too far away. And for some reason, it hurt.

And it hurt him too. It felt as if when you left him, a piece of his  soul got ripped away from him. He felt incomplete. Empty. Agonizing.

Then he heard it. Even though soft and far away, he could hear your broken-hearted sobs in the elevator as it went up.

He snapped. Fuck not being ready for being a dad, he was ready. More  than ready. Completely and utterly ready to tie himself down forever. As  long as it was with you.

He had lied to himself. He could never send you away. Never leave your side. Never be without you.

Namjoon flew up, and raced into the hotel, running to the stairs as  he followed your scent and sobs up as you went up in the elevator. He  needed you. He needed to be with you. Needed your scent, your touch,  your everything.

Panting he ran up the stairs until he finally heard the ding that  notified him of the arrival of the elevator. He kicked open the door  that led to the hallway and immediately noticed you on the floor in the  elevator, which doors were opened.

Within seconds he was next to you, throwing all care completely out  of the window and scooping you up from the ground into his strong arms.

'I'm sorry. I got you now baby. I'm sorry. I got you. I got you  baby,' he coed into your ear as he pressed you close against his body.

You looked up into his dark and beautiful eyes. It was clear now. He was your mate.

And you were his.

XXXXXXXXXX

As Namjoon carried you to his room, you could feel his chest heaving as his breath got heavier and heavier.Not because carrying you  took him a lot of effort, as he had carried grocery bags that had felt  heavier than you. No, it was because of what you did to him. What your  scent did to him. What your touch did to him.

There was no way he  could hide the ever-growing massive boner in his pants. Nor could you  hide your heat rising inside of you. Your panties getting drenched in  your wet slick.By the time the both of  you arrived in his room, your eyes were only half-open, your throat was  dry and your cheeks were flushed. Namjoon softly placed you on the bed, but when he tried to get up you grabbed the front of his shirt, keeping him bend over you.'Don't leave,' you whispered, your voice slightly raspy. 'If I don't lock myself  in the bathroom I will mate you,' Namjoon growled with clenched teeth,  fighting hard to keep his wolf down.

'I want you to,' you breathed.Namjoons fingers curled.'You're in heat, you don't know what you're doing,' he said, gritting his teeth.'I do,' You mewed.'You don't even know me,' Namjoon tried one last time, only barely able to hold back now. 'Namjoon, mate me,' you purred, clenching the front of his shirt between your fingers.

Your words broke him. There was no way he could ever hold back now. No way he could hold any of it in.

He roared as he dove on  top of you, planting kisses on every piece of bare skin he could find.  You tangled your fingers into his hair as he licked every inch of you.

He pulled down the top  of your dress, exposing your braless breasts. Namjoon groaned in agony  at the sight of them. His large hands could easily cup your breast  entirely and he tugged, twisted, and softly bit into your nipples. The  feeling of it drove you insane.

'God your tits are so  perfect,' he growled in your ear. You could feel him grinding his  clothed hips into your side as he sucked on your nipples. You let out a  long and high-pitched moan which made Namjoon's member twitch. He used his free hand to find the hem of your dress, pulling it up and starting to massage your inner tighs.Namjoon pulled his mouth  from your nipple and smashed his lips into yours. His lips felt soft,  warm, and wet. His sweet taste was almost addictive.

He parted his lips slightly more and let his tongue glide over your lips. You opened your mouth slightly to let him in.

Your tongues intertwined and the taste of him made electricity shoot through your body.

'Oh baby,' Namjoon groaned as he felt you twitch underneath him.He let his hand slide up in between your tighs, dragging a finger over your soaked panties.'You're such a good girl. All wet for me,' he hummed in your ear. Good shivers went down your spine.

'Hmm, you like that don't you baby? You like it when daddy talks dirty to you?' his low voice tickled your ear.'Yes,' you moaned.'Yes, what?' Namjoon growled as he softly pinched your clit. You moaned in ecstasy.'Yes daddy,' you purred.'That's my baby,' he said licking the soft spot beneath your ear. Namjoon suddenly tugged harshly at your panties, pulling them down in one movement and throwing them on the ground. 'You want daddy to satisfy his baby girl?' he whispered, kissing you again.'Please daddy,' you  groaned onto his lips. You could feel his lips twist into a smile as he  kissed you deeply before breaking the kiss and crawling down, between  your legs.

You could feel his tongue lick from your slit to your pearl.'You're slick is so  fucking sweet,' Namjoon groaned. The hot air of his words caressed your  clit and made you squirm even more. He wrapped his lips around your bud  and started flicking into it with his tongue and sucking it.

You were completely in  ecstasy. The scent of him completely surrounding you, his hands roaming  over your body, his tongue playing with your most sensitive spot.

You could feel your pussy clench around nothing and knew you needed more.'Namjoon please,' you moaned.'What is it baby?' he asked you between licks.

'Please, I need more,' you groaned.'Yeah? You need daddy to fill that tiny empty pussy of yours?' he grinned as he gave a big suck on your clit.'Please daddy,' you moaned desperately.

You could feel him shift his hands, one of his fingers now sliding up and down over your wet entrance.'Please daddy,' you  repeated. He chuckled lowly and suddenly you felt the delicious feeling  of pressure against your entrance. Slowly but surely Namjoon slipped his  pinky finger into you.

'Fuck baby, you're so  tight,' Namjoon groaned, his dick pulsing. The thought and feeling of  your tight pussy around his smallest finger made him groan.

'How will daddy ever get his big knot in there if you're this tight baby?' Namjoon groaned.His dirty words made your pussy clench down even more.

'Fuck,' he moaned at the feeling of you tightening around his finger. He pulled it out and you immediately protested.'Gotta prepare you a  little bit baby,' he said, before sticking his thumb into you. The size  difference was clearly felt by you and you moaned happily. 'So you like it when I fill you up more huh?' Namjoon grinned. He instantly pulled out again and put his index finger and his middle finger into you. You squealed in pleasure as you could feel your eyes rolling back into your head.

'We're not done yet  baby,' Namjoon coed into your ear. The dominance dripping of his words  made you clench again which in turn caused him to moan again. 'You need  to be able to fit at least three fingers for you to be able to fit me,'  he murmured.

His two fingers were sliding in and out of you as he softly nipped at your clit. You were having the hardest time not to lose your fucking mind.

You felt so incredibly  warm, wet, and soft around Namjoons's fingers that he was having the  hardest time holding himself back. His wolf was screaming at him to just  unleash his dick already.But he knew he needed you to get comfortable with three fingers for him to be able to fuck you in a pleasurable way.

He moved his fingers in  and out of you for a while, picking up the pace slightly and spreading  his two fingers slowly wider and wider until he finally felt like he  could fit one more in.'You ready for number three baby?' Namjoon asked, his jaw now clenched again in an attempt to hold himself back.'Yes daddy, fill me up,' you groaned, squirming underneath him in pleasure.Grinding his teeth in anticipation, Namjoon pulled his hand back and inserted a third finger into you. The feeling of it was  almost too much for you. You felt stretched, not in a painful way, but  in a good way. Slowly Namjoon pushed his fingers further into you, then  all of a sudden bending them.

You screamed out in  pleasure. He had pressed your g-spot. Namjoon growled and started  picking up the pace again, shoving his three fingers in you at an angle  and pressing your g-spot hard over and over again.

'Namjoon, I'm- I'm gonna...' you moaned, squirming underneath him. 'Cum for daddy, baby.  Come for me, let me taste you,' Namjoon commanded you. It was all you  needed. The waves crashed over you as heat, electricity and a tingling  sensation warmed your insides from your fingertips to your toes.

Namjoon sucked at your slit, making the orgasm even intenser, licking up your sweet tasting slick.

Gasping loudly, wave after wave rolled over you until Namjoon finally removed his fingers and face from your pussy.'Such a good baby girl,' he growled grinning.

XXXXXXXXXX

Although your orgasm was  subsiding, your heat definitely wasn't. It was as if the orgasm had  only thrown oil onto the fire. You wanted more. You needed more. You  need him.

'Mate me,' you repeated the words you had said before, begging him almost.

But this time he was too far gone to object.

Within seconds he had  taken off his shirt and pants.  His hairless chest was muscular and  broad, as were his arms. His legs were toned with muscles and the pink  wet knob of his hard-on was poking out from under his underpants.

You could instantly see  why he had been insisting on you taking his three fingers. He was bigger  than any toy you had ever tried. But the sight of it didn't scare you.  It only made your heat grow stronger.

'I'm yours,' you sighed  as you stared at his features. He was like a real-life adonis. Never in a  million years would you have dared to dream of such a handsome,  stunning, and sexy mate.

'Oh baby I'm gonna fuck  you so good you won't be able to walk tomorrow,' he growled before  finally ripping of his underpants, completely revealing his massive  dick.

In one smooth dive, he was back on top of you again, his tip instantly pressuring on your entrance.

'Wait, don't you want to  do it traditionally?' you said quickly, a moment of clarity giving you a  small window to actually think. Normally the mating would be done with  the man behind the woman, literally doggy style.

Namjoon grinned at me.

'I wanna see my baby  girl's face when I fuck you,' He said low, kissing your lips. You could  feel the pressure on your slit increasing and slowly you could feel his  massive girth sliding into you. You moaned.

'I wanna see your pretty  face as you cum for me again,' Namjoon grinned as he slowly inserted  himself into you. Your pussy had never been stretched this far. Luckily  your slick made it bearable as he pressed on.

'I wanna see my mate's  face as I knot you and fill you up with my pups,' Namjoon growled, his  wolf now completely taking over. He suddenly thrust himself into you to  his base. You cried out in shock as his tip deeply brushed your g-spot  and then filled you up entirely.

He gave you a second to  adjust before he pulled back again slightly. You groaned as the pressure  against your walls lessened slightly.

Namjoon faced you again,  hovering over you. His smile was dark, lustful. A sight enough to make  you clench again. He bend down and kissed you passionately. You knew,  were sure, that never in the rest of your life you would ever get sick  of his taste.

Before you knew it he  thrust his hips forward again, his dick stretching you once more. He  started at a slow pace. Long deep slow strides of sliding in and out of  you, your wetness making it easy for him. Every time hitting your g-spot  hard and every time making you sigh deeply as you stared into his  beautiful dark eyes.

But Namjoon's wolf was  growing impatient. Spurring him on to pick up the pace, and so he did.  Within minutes he was pounding into you harshly, looking down at your  ecstasy-filled face and clenching his jaw hard.  

You were totally losing  it. Nothing in the world existed anymore. It was just you and him. The  only thing you could feel was his magical massive dick pounding you,  hitting you in all the right places. Your own wolf was howling too,  begging for your own release, begging to be filled to the brim.

'Your tight pussy takes my dick so well baby,' Namjoon groaned into your neck. 'Your little cunt was made to satisfy me,'  

His words made you burn and squirm as electricity ran through your veins

'Fill me,' you let slip out your thoughts in a sex-driven mind lapse.

'You want me to knot you, baby?' Namjoon growled. He bit his own lip as he started pounding you even harder and faster.

'Yes daddy!' you yelped  getting completely fucked out of your mind. 'Knot me, daddy! Fill me  with your pups, please!' you screamed as you dug your claws into his  back, his pounding sending you over the edge.

You could feel the base of his cock swell, stretching you even further.

'I'm gonna fill you up  so good baby. I will make you catch tonight. I'll make sure everyone  knows your mine forever,' Namjoon growled lowly into your ear.

His words lubricated you  more as you moaned loudly. You could feel his base still growing,  expanding to the size that would've scared you out of your wits had you  not been so far into your heat.

'I'm gonna-' Namjoon  started to groan. 'I'm-I-I'm gonna cum!' he roared. He gave one hard  pound, thrusting his knot fully into you. Your pussy instantly clenched  down at its base as you reached your own orgasm.

You could feel his tip  against your womb, could feel his hot thick cum pouring into you as you  screamed his name in pleasure. At the same time, a sharp pain in your  neck made you dig your nails into the sheets.

Namjoon was digging his  teeth into your neck, marking you as his mate for life, while his dick  still pulsed and poured more cum into you.

He softly licked the holes his teeth had made into your skin, easing the pain and healing up the small wounds.

Softly kissing you neck and whispering words you at first could hardly hear.

'I love you Y/n. I love  you. I'll always love you. I'll take care of you forever,' he moaned  into your neck, kissing your mark and wrapping his arms tightly around  you, nuzzling his face into  the crook of your neck

His knot was still stuck inside you as the last bit of his cum poured from his cock into you.

As the last few waves of your orgasm subsides you felt satisfied, stretched, and very full.

It felt so safe in his  arms. Your mate's arms. The thought of it was almost surreal. You had  waited so long for this. Hopedso long for this. And now it had finally  happened.

And it felt better than you could've ever imagined.

'Are you comfortable baby?' Namjoon asked softly his words tickling your neck.

'Very much so,' you purred back.

'Good. It'll take a  while for my knot to go down so just lean into me. Sleep if you're tired  baby,' Namjoon told you, his chest vibrating nicely against you as he  spoke in his low voice.

The mention of sleep  suddenly made you realize how exhausted you actually were. You hummed  into his chest and cuddled up closer to him. His strong big arms wrapped  around you tighter, pulling you against his muscular chest.

You could hear his  heartbeat. Steady and rhythmic. The warmth of his body was like a nice  bath. The scent of him made you feel calm, happy, at home. You were at  home.

When you woke up the  following morning in Namjoon's arms he was  already awake. His knot had  finally gone down and he was able to remove  himself from you  painlessly.

The both of you spend the entire day in the bedroom, cuddling and talking about everything.

< < < < < < < THREE WEEKS LATER > > > > > >  >

You  and Namjoon had been inseparable the past two weeks. He had met your  family, and you had met his pack and his parents. Most of the time you  had spent in his house, together in his bed...

The two of you had conversed till deep in the night, so much so that your throats had become hoarse of all the talking.

The  markings on your neck had healed up nicely by now and you carried them  around proudly and on display whenever you had to leave the house. But  never his side. You would never leave his side. Nor would Namjoon ever  let you get further away from his than into another room in the same  house.

When you woke  up one morning in Namjoon's arms you noticed him looking down at you.  There was a smile on his face but his eyes... You knew from his eyes  instantly that something was up.

'What's wrong?' You asked as you sat up.

'Nothing, don't worry about it,' Namjoon said kissing your forehead sweetly.

'Joon,' you moaned into his neck, cuddling up closer to him. Namjoon's dick instantly started to perk up.

'If you don't stop that now, something bad will happen,' Namjoon groaned.

'Oh, yea? What will happen daddy?' you purred into his ear, turning around and rubbing you but against his front.

Namjoon growled.

'Stop it, I just got my knot out of you again,' he groaned.

'I  know, but it makes me feel so empty daddy, won't you fill me up again  like you did last night?' you mewed. You knew exactly what to say to get  him hard instantly.

'Stop it!' Namjoon laughed rolling away from you and almost falling out of bed. You giggled.

Namjoon got up and walked around the bed, sitting on the edge and cupping your face lovingly in his hands.

'You  know I would love nothing more than to knot you and fill you up again,'  he said seductively, almost inciting your heat, 'however we made a  promise to visit your family again and a certain sleepy baby, that I  didn't wanted to wake because she looked so beautiful, has already made  us late,' he grinned.

'Fuck, I forgot,' you swore, quickly glancing at the clock. Namjoon was right, you guys were late.

The both of you hurriedly got ready, both of you having a hard time keeping your hands off of each other as you did so.

An  hour later you arrived at your parent's house. Your mom and dad were  waiting for you on the porch. Your brothers were probably out,  patrolling the borders of the land.

As  you got out of the car, you hurried over to your mom as she opened her  arms for you. You gave her a big happy hug as Namjoon followed you  closely and bowed to your father.

When  your mom let go of you you could instantly see something was wrong. Her  eyes were narrowed as she glanced you up and down. She looked at  Namjoon sharply who saw her look.

'You smell it on her too right?' Namjoon said his face grimaced in pain.

'What?!' you said shocked. 'You smell what?' you could feel your heart rate rise instantly in panic.

'I smell it too alright,' your mom said, her brows slightly furrowed.

'What!? What do you smell? What's wrong with me?' you cried out, desperate to know.

'I don't know baby,' Namjoon said, his voice worried, quickly taking you into his arms and hugging you as a way of comfort.

'I  know that smell all too well,' your mom said darkly. Namjoon wrapped  his arms around you tighter as if he was hoping to protect you from  whatever your mom would say next.

She looked from you to Namjoon, to your father, and back again to you.

Then she suddenly smiled broadly.

'Your pregnant honey,' she grinned happily.

Your heart skipped a beat. Namjoon almost squished you in his arms but you could hear him sigh in relief.

'You're sure?' he asked his voice clearly dripping with excitement.

'A thousand percent sure,' your mom nodded confidently.

Namjoon laughed happily as did your father.

'And,'  your mom continued, making Namjoon hold his breath behind you again,  'judging by the thickness of the smell,' your mom paused for effect.

'It's probably twins,' she said her face positively glowing proudly.

Namjoon let out a jubilant roar as he lifted you up in the air and spun you around.

You were unable to say anything. Thick tears of happiness were streaming down your face.

'At  least twins,' your mom added. 'I remember when I was pregnant with my  twins, Yongbok and Hyun Jin, the smell was similar to this, although I  myself couldn't smell it at first either. But what I smell on you my  dear daughter,' your mom nodded knowingly, 'certainly twins at least,'

Namjoon couldn't stop laughing, the sound of his happiness filling your ears and heart alongside your own happiness.

'I  gotta call my sister,' your mom said, tears in her eyes now too. 'She's  gonna be so jealous when she hears my daughter has mated the  Alpha of the famous Bangtan Alpha pack and is carrying his pups. Twins!  At least! The bitch has been nagging me for years about how her daughter  mated the Alpha of the Exo pack. HA! That'll show her, running her  mouth and all,' your mom chowed out.

Your father laughed loudly, following as your mother ran into the house to make the call.

Namjoon turned you around.

Happy tears were glistening in his eyes too.

'Twins! At least,' he smiled broadly.

You couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. Your heart felt like it was flying over the moon.

Namjoon crouched down to face your still flat tummy.

'Daddy's gonna be taking real good care of you little ones and your mom,' he spoke to your belly. You giggled.

He got up again and wrapped his arms around you tightly.

'I love you Y/n,' he whispered in your ear. He had said it a million times  already over the past few weeks but you knew you could never ever get  sick of that husky voice whispering them to you.

'And you're gonna look so fucking hot with your round pregnant belly as you  carry my pups. I can hardly wait,' he added even softer.

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Prompt List

Dislaimer: Pretty much none of these are mine. I took them, or inspiration for them, from Tumblr and the rest of the net.

Rules

1. I only write these one-shot imagines/drabbles for BTS. Occasionally, I’ll throw in another kpop idol as a minor/side character, but I’ll be honest I’m not very knowledgeable about any other group besides BTS.

2. Give me only 2-3 prompts, no limit on number of members though. I’ll write OT7 imagines all day, every day if that’s what you want.

3. No word count limit. I’ll make it as long or short as the prompt demands ;)

4. If you’d like more or less smut/angst/fluff than the prompt implies, add that in your request and I’ll make it happen.

5. My set of Masterlist rules applies. No abuse, no weapons, nothing with minors. Everything else is pretty much free game (gimme ALL the kinks)! If I find your request potentially controversial, I simply won’t do it or ask you to edit then resubmit it.

Fluffy/Romantic Prompts

Tell me again/Say that again.

I could get used to waking up next to you.

Can I kiss you?

It’s lonely here without you.

You’re comfy. You’re my pillow now.

You make me happy.

You’ve shown me what love truly looks like.

Don’t be ridiculous, I want to stay up with you.

It was you the whole time.

Look at us, we’re basically a couple already.

I didn’t think you could get any more romantic.

I really want to kiss you.

You talking in your sleep is fucking cute.

Can we just lie here for a moment longer?

It’s okay, I couldn’t sleep anyway.

How about a kiss?

Your hugs are the best thing ever.

I can’t imagine a world without you.

You’re so cute when you’re still half-asleep.

You’re the only one I wanna wake up next to.

Do you know how beautiful/handsome you are? It’s making me crazy.

Do you need a place to stay tonight?

You are my one and only true love.

I don’t want to sleep alone tonight.

We’ll do it together.

You seem shy, but you’re so damn cute.

If you don’t tell me to stop, I’ll end up kissing you.

Do you trust me?

Here, let’s share the blanket.

You’re the only person I want to be with right now.

You’ve always felt like home.

Why haven’t you kissed me yet?

I’ve been falling for you since the day we met.

You own my heart.

Can I keep this? It smells like you.

Please don’t cry. I can’t stand you crying.

I don’t think anyone’s ever said that to me before.

Is that my shirt?

I’m right where I belong.

You smell so damn good.

You’re cute when you’re grumpy.

C’mere you, I’ll rub your back.

I’m not going anywhere.

You’re the most beautiful/handsome thing I’ve ever seen.

You make every day a dream.

I’m only me when I’m with you.

You seem quite nice for such a good-looking a girl/boy/person.

This party was boring ‘til you got here.

I wonder why everyone keeps trying to set us up?

I can’t take my eyes off of you.

I wouldn’t want to be trapped with anyone else.

Come back, it’s too early to get out of bed.

I’m not going to stop annoying you until you give me attention.

Hush, baby, you’re safe. I won’t ever let you go.

Just pretend to be my date/boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other.

It’s not a double date, we’re just third- and fourth-wheeling.

What made you say yes to this blind date?

I like the way your hand fits in mine.

I love that your voice is the first thing I hear each day.

You can call me whenever... even if you don’t have a reason to.

You look so cute, I could kiss you right now.

You’re my inspiration.

Your hair is so fucking soft.

Don’t get up baby, I’ll do it.

Star-gazing was such a good idea.

I think I love you.

You look amazing in the moonlight.

Shut up and kiss me.

It’s always been you.

Marry me.

Angsty/Sad Prompts

You mean way more than just a one-night stand.

Are you even listening to me?!

I thought I could trust you.

Not everyone is going to hurt you.

I want to believe you, I do.

Fuck you.

You broke my heart, and all you can say is ‘I’m sorry?’

I can’t stand the very thought of you.

I don’t trust myself around you.

That’s not what I mean and you know it.

You’re going to just leave me here?

I think you’re just afraid to be happy.

How much of that did you hear?

I like me better when I’m with you.

We need to talk.

Can’t you stay just a little longer?

You were always too good for me.

I don’t want to be alone right now.

Don’t you dare leave me.

Don’t. I don’t want to hear your pathetic excuses any more.

I can’t keep fucking these random girls/boys/people and pretending they’re you.

I don’t know if I want to love or hate you.

I tried my best to not care about you, but I failed.

You expecting someone?

It’s not that easy.

He/she/person is hot, but evil.

I’m too sober for this shit.

I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the shit out of me.

We’re more than friends, and you know it!

I can’t sleep.

Do you really think that little of me?

Fuck, I’m lonely.

What the hell is wrong with you?!

You love yourself more than you could ever love me.

Compliments don’t mean shit.

Tell me I’m wrong.

Why am I not surprised?

I can’t stand the thought of you.

You’re not going anywhere.

I might never get a chance to say this again.

You drive me fucking crazy.

There’s no us. There never was.

I’m sorry things had to go down this way.

You’re in love with someone else?

I can’t stay away from you.

Am I too late?

You couldn’t handle me even if I came with step-by-step instructions.

You make me want things I can’t have.

I know I’ve screwed up, but I can make it right.

You’re a terrible liar, you know.

I’m not gonna lie, this isn’t how I wanted things to go down.

I still believe there’s a good person in you.

You’re making me think they were right about you.

I’m taking a chance on you here.

I made a mistake.

I never hated you... you just made me feel things I didn’t understand ‘til now.

No, I’m not letting you go.

Please look at me.

Is he/she/person really just a friend?

Space is the last thing I want with you.

I know you still love me.

I can’t think straight when it comes to you.

Why are you so damn stubborn?!

Don’t do this.

You never had a problem with it before.

I know I shouldn’t be here.

You deserve better.

Can we just kiss one last time? For memory’s sake?

I swear I’ll do things different/better this time.

He/She/Person is beautiful/handsome. I hope he/she/person makes you happy.

Smutty Prompts (18+ only)

You seem like a bad boy/girl/person.

Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?

Watch me.

Come sit on my lap ‘til I’m done working.

If you insist.

Steal the covers one more time, and I’ll use your body to warm me up.

You’d better watch your fucking mouth.

Behave... or else.

I can’t wait to be on my knees for you later.

Like what you see?

Look at you, you’re already shaking.

I love the way you look with my fingers inside you.

Yes, I’m a bad boy, so I like bad girls.

What are you doing in my bed?

You better shut that pretty mouth before I put it to work.

Once we start, I won’t be able to stop.

I’ve never needed to be fucked this badly.

If you don’t stop, you won’t be able to walk for a week.

Don’t tease so much.

Is that a promise?

Could he/she/they make you feel as good as I do?

I don’t give a fuck. You look hot enough to fuck right here, right now.

Don’t force my hand, or I will punish you.

First one to make a noise loses.

If you’re going to act like a brat, then I’ll treat you like a brat.

I’m sorry, does that feel too good?

I wonder what they’d say if they knew what you were doing right now.

Who said it had to be on the bed?

If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god.

Try to be quiet, okay?

You want to do this now? In public?

Make me.

You’ve got to be quiet or else every will know what a naughty girl/boy/person you are.

I can’t wait to be inside you later.

See that mirror? I’m going to make you watch me fuck you.

I haven’t even touched you, and you’re already this wet.

Quit teasing, or else.

If you don’t like what I’m doing, why are you moaning so loud?

Oh, you’re in trouble now.

If you keep moaning like that, I won’t be able to stop myself.

You’re mine now.

If we get caught, I’m blaming you.

If you leave the house wearing that, I’ll bend you over the bed the second you get home.

I’ll race you.

Quit distracting me.

Awww, you’re playing hard-to-get. That’s cute.

If you keep acting like a brat, you’ll give me no choice.

Come here, now.

Make a sound and it’s game over.

Okay, but we’ll have to be quiet.

On your knees.

Wanna see what I’m wearing underneath all this?

Say it. Use your words.

Don’t fucking touch what isn’t yours.

There are people around, though.

I’m gonna fuck you so good you won’t even remember that asshole’s name.

Do it. I dare you.

I know for a fact you can be a hell of a lot louder.

Oh baby, you know you shouldn’t tease.

You’ll never, ever take me to bed.

I won’t touch you ‘til you beg me to.

I’ll bet you money that he/she/person is a beauty on the streets, but a beast between the sheets. (Or some variation of this lol)

You know, there wasn’t a single thing to eat here until you walked in.

I don’t care what you do, just fuck me.

Let me show you what happens when you don’t follow the rules.

Spread your legs baby, I want to see how pretty you are.

Against the wall.

Fuck, just like that.

Suck.

Can you feel how turned on I am?

[sylusmph]

Ok, but can Namjoon come sleepover at mine? I’m lonely and stressed.

"Ah my little flower, of course I can sleep over at your place! I would love to go over and have some fun times to share with you! But what are we going to do while I'm there? Hmmm? Maybe we could cuddle with each other under the blankets? My arms wrapped around your waist, bringing you closer to me? Maybe we could eat or order junk food? That would be awesome! What would you think of that? Do you have any plans coming up once I'm there?"- Namjoon (Rm)

[strwbrryeos]

My Blood, Your Tears 03 (M)

summary; Two rival factions vie for control over the city and the government: the Min family and the Kim family. Generations of feuds fuel the struggle for power. In the new generation, Kim Namjoon continues his father’s battle, unaware of the Min family’s secret weapon.

genre; mafia au, series, angst, smut, fluff

pairing; mafia leader!namjoon x mafia member!reader

contains; sexual tension!, sex on a table, rough sex, riding, creampie, oral

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Namjoon rolls his eyes as he polishes the end of his blade. He really hates people. And they bleed everywhere.

“Fuck, it’s staining,” he growls, annoyed and this close to throwing the knife at the next person that walks by.

“Well maybe if you didn’t go stabbing everybody like it’s your goddamned job―”

“Is it not my goddamned job?”

A cough interrupts the conversation, followed by a couple of heavy breaths. A man looks up at Namjoon, defiance painted on his face though the terror is apparent in his eyes. “Did your mom raise you to be such a sadist?”

“Always felt that she was more of sadist than me, but whatever.”

He laughs, or well, he tries to laugh, but it comes out as more of a wheeze, and he lurches forward, nearly falling on the concrete floor beneath him. The two men beside him catch him quickly, and the chair he’s tied to connects to the ground with a solid thud. The man struggles against his restraints, but it’s no use.

“I don’t know what you’re trying to accomplish here,” says Hoseok with a shake of his head. “You’re not going anywhere.”

“Look,” Namjoon says, “I’m trying to make this easy on you. Just tell us what we need to know, and you can go on your merry way.”

“You act like you’d let me go.”

“Maybe I would.”

“Maybe you’re a liar.”

Namjoon pauses. “Tsk. You got me.”

“I’m not telling you anything.”

“This is so cliche!” Jimin groans, sitting down in boredom. “We’re never gonna learn anything like this!”

“C’mon. What do you want? Money? Your life? You can have it all. We just need a name. A name. That’s it. A couple of letters,” Namjoon bargains, “and you’re free to go.”

The man looks around, taking in his surroundings. Before him are the Kim Clan’s top three. Behind him are their men, each of fairly high ranking. The room is small and concrete and lacking windows, meaning he’s going to die either way. Kim Namjoon isn’t a man of his word.

“You might as well kill me.”

“Yes! Finally―”

“Jimin! Back down,” Namjoon commands. He gives his friend a stern look before turning his attention back to the man, and his face contorts into one of some jeering devil. “I’ve got a better idea for you. You’ll sit here, and rot away your days. You’ll take what comes to you. Maybe you’ll get a good old fashioned beating. Maybe you’ll be lacking water. Maybe we’ll feed you a five star steak dinner. Just depends on how you’re feeling. Either way, by the end of it, you’ll tell us what we need to know.”

The man spits at Namjoon’s feet. “I’d like to see you fucking try.”

Namjoon stands, beckoning to his men who nod in response. Before he leaves, he glances over his shoulder. “Jimin,” he says.

“Yes, Sir?”

“Go at it. Just don’t kill him.”

Namjoon doesn’t hear his reply because he’s already shutting the door. Hoseok runs up next to him, looking back with some concern. “You sure that was a good idea? You know how Jimin can get.”

“Well I guess I’ll have to trust you to make sure that he doesn’t overdo it. Did you find another lead?”

“Nope. This ghost is sealed and sealed tight. If this guy won’t give us a name, then we can forget asking the Min Clan directly. It’s not happening.”

“Fuck!” Namjoon shouts as he climbs the stairs, his voice echoing up the hallway. “Why is this so difficult? I’m still fucking pissed about the senator too.”

“Yeah, well, you’re always pissed.”

“Cause someone is always doing something stupid!”

“You sound stressed,” a new voice giggles, and Namjoon freezes.

Fucking shit he totally forgot.

There you sit, on his couch, completely relaxed, looking like the most innocent thing in the world despite just coming back from your own brutal interrogation session, and acting like you have no idea what Namjoon’s been up to.

“Fuck, baby, I’m so sorry,” he apologizes, running to plant an apology kiss on your cheek.

“Whipped,” Hoseok mutters through a fake cough, earning a glare from his friend. “Hi, Y/N.”

“Hi, Hoseok. How are you?”

“I’m okay. Little tired, but okay.”

“Where’s Jimin?”

“He’s… You know, I should probably go check on him. I’ll tell him you said hi!” Hoseok replies as he runs back from where he came. Hopefully he didn’t go overboard!

“So, I’m guessing you forgot?” you say, changing the subject.

“I’m so so sorry… I got preoccupied with work and I― How long were you waiting here?”

“Not long, Sir,” interjects a man from the other side of the room. “We only just let her in.”

“Well I’ve been waiting outside instead because they wouldn’t fucking let me in but whatever. Your security is really uptight,” you complain. Namjoon chuckles, though he’s grateful his men aren’t complete idiots. He gives a subtle nod to his guard, silently saying, “Job well done.”

“Okay, I will make it up to you. I just have to get changed first.”

“Can I come?”

“Why do I get the feeling you’re gonna distract me?”

“You already made us miss our reservations so does it really matter anyways?”

“Fair point.”

You follow Namjoon up to his room, hand locked with his and giggles escaping your lips the entire time. As soon as he gets the chance, Namjoon is throwing you on his bed and climbing on. He plants soft kisses all over your face and neck, throwing you into fits of laughter. You can’t escape because he’s got your wrists pinned down, and, unfortunately, he’s a little bit stronger than you are.

“Namjoon, Namjoon!” you laugh through heavy breaths, “Get off!”

“But I don’t wanna,” he whines. He releases your wrists and you push on his chest, rolling yourselves over so that you’re straddling him.

“You said you were gonna change,” you say, pecking his lips.

“This is more fun.”

“But you were gonna make it up to me, remember?” Another peck.

“I could make it up to you right here, right now.”

“Except I’m hungry,” you say, smiling as you climb off of him. He sits up, looking at you with only adoration.

“Fine, fine. I’m going.” He gets up, shedding his shirt in the process. You bite your lip, suddenly contemplating skipping dinner altogether, but he seems to read your mind and shakes his head. “Nope. You lost that opportunity.”

“But―”

“No buts! I’m gonna take you out somewhere nice to eat. And then maybe we’ll go see a movie. And then maybe we’ll go take a walk. And then I’ll fuck you.”

“Why can’t you be one of those boyfriends that says ‘make love’ instead?”

He rolls his eyes as he fixes his hair. “Because,” he laughs, “if I tried to ‘make love’ to you, you’d just tell me to stop fucking around! You’re really impatient, you know.”

“Hey!”

“Am I wrong?”

“Not the point, jerk.”

“Hey, don’t call me a jerk. I’m paying for your meal.”

“Well I’d hope so. You’re the rich one.”

He walks over to you, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. “Are you saying you’re only dating me for my money?”

“Yes,” you reply without hesitation, “that’s it.”

“What if I lost all my money tomorrow? Would you still go out with me?”

“Probably not.”

“Oh, that’s just cruel.”

“You made me miss my dinner!”

“C’mon then, babe,” he says, holding out his hand, “I owe you a date.”

Namjoon hasn’t seen you in, what, a week? And it’s like you’ve been gone a lifetime. There’s just something about you. Something that’s so positively alluring. Something that’s got him reeling. He can’t quite place it. He doesn’t even really know how he found himself like this. He doesn’t get attached. It’s just not in his nature.

Yet, here he is, spoon feeding you ice cream in the middle of the park solely because you asked him to. And he knows he’s gonna get so much shit for this when he goes back home. He can feel the smirks of his men watching him.

You’d be lying if you said he didn’t do things to you too.

You aren’t a relationship person; you’ve got too many commitment issues for that. You’ve never felt safe letting anyone get too close, but, as moments become minutes and minutes become hours and hours become days and days become months, you find yourself so eased by his presence. So soothed by his voice. So eager to divulge every dirty secret that you have under you.

But you don’t, of course. How would you even begin? You couldn’t up and tell him about the time you snagged a very important key right out from under him. You couldn’t tell him about the time you learned a couple of security access codes when he wasn’t paying attention. You couldn’t tell him about the time you swiped a flash drive that happened to be lying around. You couldn’t tell him that the reason he was so stressed lately about everything falling apart was because of you.

So instead you giggle sweetly as he feeds you the next scoop, feigning anger when he drops some on your skirt. “Okay, okay,” you laugh. “I think you’ve done enough. You’ve officially made it up to me.”

“But I was just getting started. I have a whole evening planned,” he says with a waggle of his eyebrows.

“Never,” you say through laughter, “do that again. That does not suit you.”

“What? C’mon―”

“I don’t think Mr. Hot-Shot-CEO-Kim-Namjoon wants to be caught wiggling his eyebrows like that, okay? I hate it.”

“But you could never hate me,” he says through a pout.

“Doubtful, honestly.”

“Now that’s just mean,” he says as he stands, brushing off his pants.

You stretch, standing up beside him. “At least I don’t forget our dates.”

“I thought I made it up to you!”

“Barely. I― Hey!”

He grabs your arm and hip, pulling you close to his body in an instant. “I may have forgotten our date but at least I don’t hold grudges.”

“I just like it when you dote on me.”

“I dote on you either way!”

You scoff, though it’s hard to act mad when he’s holding you so close and wow his lips are right there.

Obviously you’ve been spending too much time together because Namjoon knows exactly where your thoughts are, and he can’t help being so damn smug about it. “Aw, does baby girl want a kiss?”

“Stop it,” you groan.

“You want a kiss, don’t you?”

“Namjoon…”

“Is that a yes?”

“Yes,” you huff in defeat.

He smirks victoriously, and you swear you’d slap him if he weren’t so damn cute. He pulls you the tiniest bit closer, both arms wrapping around you fully while yours entwine around his neck. His lips find yours swiftly, having done so a million times before. The kiss is slow and sweet at first, but it quickly heats up, his tongue slipping inside your mouth when he gets the chance. He moans softly into your mouth, the tension between you two finally reaching a breaking point.

Though neither of you really want to, you pull away, eager to return home. Namjoon waves absentmindedly, beckoning his men to follow him. It sets you on edge, making you suddenly hyperaware of everything going on, but you remind yourself that Namjoon has no reason to suspect you, and right now the only thought on his mind is getting under your skirt.

Namjoon has you home in an instant (the car ride was a bit of a blur, what with him teasing you the entire time), and he’s near growling as he strips you of your clothes. “You’re a fucking tease,” he mumbles as he kisses your neck.

“Me? What about you?” you whine as you help him out of his shirt.

“I mean, you just walk around looking so good all the time.”

“Have you seen your face?”

“Nothing compared to yours, babe.”

He lifts you up, your legs wrapped around his waist as he walks you to his desk.

“Oh, table now?”

“Problem?”

“None.”

“Good. It’s easier to eat you out this way anyway.”

“Fuck, better make good on that, babe.”

“Always,” he replies with a cocky smirk.

He sits on the chair, grabbing your legs and pulling your apex right in front of his face. His eyes look at yours briefly, as if daring you to make another snarky comment, but you say nothing, prompting him to put his mouth to use on your skin.

He teases kisses up your inner thigh, making most of the fun way you squirm and whine, begging for more. He licks a few lines, coming close to your center before going back down and starting over again. Every so often, he stops to leave a small mark, and it’s driving you crazy.

“Namjoon,” you whine, “please.”

“Please what, babe?” he laughs, massaging your legs.

“Please fucking do something!”

“Aren’t I?”

“I’m literally gonna kill you.”

“I don’t think that’d be much of a fight.”

“Yeah, for me.”

“Hey, do you want me to eat you out?”

“Kinda!”

“Damn, you’re impatient.”

“And you’re stalling!”

“Why are you so angry?” he asks, his voice tinted with glee.

You take a deep breath, playfulness etching your voice. “Joon, baby, if you don’t fuck me, I promise you I’ll find someone who will.”

“Ah,” he says, shaking his head at you, “you’re gonna fucking regret that.”

“Gonna prove it to me?”

“That’s it. You’re not getting cuddled tonight.”

“Doesn’t matter as long as I cum.”

“I hate you.”

“Two words: hate. sex.”

Namjoon rolls his eyes, chuckling before finally, finally putting his lips on your dripping center. You gasp, shivers rolling up your spine at the contact. His tongue darts out, lapping at anywhere it can get to.

“Tastes so good, babe.”

“Fuck, don’t stop,” you command, one hand darting out to his hair. You yank a little roughly, but it seems to entice him to work harder.

He uses both of his hands, massaging your outer folds as his mouth works its magic. It leaves you reeling, and moans are falling from your lips like his favorite song. “You sound even better.”

“Mm… fuck, Joon, I’m not gonna…”

“Don’t worry, babe, I got you.”

“No, shit, I want you to fuck me,” you gasp out, even as he slides two fingers inside of you.

He picks up his pace, and you hold his wrist tightly, trying to slow him down. “I thought you wanted me to fuck you,” he laughs.

“With your dick,” you hiss.

“Ah, but I’m having so much fun like this.”

“I―Fuck. I know you’re hard right now.”

“Why won’t you let me have my fun?”

“Because I would really rather you fuck me right now.”

“Fine,” he says as he stands. “Since you want it that bad.”

He grins, kissing you as you eagerly help him out of his pants. One hand slips under his boxers, fondling his hard cock. He moans, leaning against you as you pump him. You run your thumb across his slit a couple of times, earning a soft whimper before he pulls away from you.

“Spread your legs,” he orders, tapping your thighs. You obey quickly, and he lines himself up to your entrance.

“Fuck me, Namjoon,” you whisper, and he’s easing himself in. He sucks in a breath, trying not to lose all of his self control right then and there.

“Tell me when you’re ready.”

You nod, letting yourself adjust. When he bottoms out, you can’t help grabbing him and sinking your teeth into his shoulder to stifle a moan. You’re nearly shaking out of desperation when you finally mumble, “Move.”

He doesn’t hesitate, sliding out of you and back in slowly before picking up pace as you give him the okay. Soon enough, the table is squeaking with the force of his thrusts, and you’re damn near screaming in pleasure. Namjoon huffs out in exeration, small noises of pleasure escaping him every so often.

“Fuck, you feel so good. So good. Always so good,” he moans.

“Oh, god, don’t stop, don’t stop.”

“Shit, I won’t last long.”

“It’s okay, I won’t either. Just don’t stop.”

He nods, wrapping your legs tightly around his waist as his thrusts get harder but shallower. He pauses every so often to give you a break, massaging your walls with long, languid strokes, but he’s quick to pick up the pace again. Your head is thrown back in pleasure as his cock does everything right inside of you.

“Fuck!” you cry as you feel your high approaching. “Fuck, keep going.”

Despite your request, he stops, pulling out of you and sitting back on the chair. He pats his leg twice and says, “Ride me ‘till you cum, babe.”

You whimper, moving onto his lap. You take his cock in your hand, placing its tip at your center before sinking down on it, eliciting simultaneous moans from the both of you. Namjoon guides your waist, and when you’ve adjusted yourself, you start bouncing on him.

Namjoon kneads your ass as you fuck yourself on him, trying his best to hold off his orgasm until you’re close enough. But you’re not making it easy, either. You alternate rhythms, bouncing and rolling on his dick until he feels like he’s going to pass out. To distract himself, his mouth finds one of your breasts, his hand pinching and playing with the free nipple. You cry out, steadying yourself on him as you move faster.

“J-Joon!” you whine. “I’m close!”

“Fuck, finally. I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that.”

“Yes, yes, yesyesyes…”

“C’mon, babe. Cum for me. Cum all over my cock.”

“Shit, Namjoon… I’m―”

You sit on his cock in one final, hurried bounce, and you’re coming undone on top of him. You squeal in pleasure, the sensation running up and down your body. Namjoon cums as soon as you do, the feeling of you clenching around him too much to bear, and he fills you up.

You collapse in his arms, your body feeling fuzzy and full and warm and so, so tired. After a few minutes and a couple of deep breaths, Namjoon slips out of you and picks you up, depositing your worn out body on his bed. He cleans you up gently before helping you into one of his shirts.

It’s much too large on you, but damn do you look cute. He puts on a pair of loose pants and climbs in right beside you, wrapping you snugly under his arm as sleep finally takes you.

Your eyes open abruptly and you shoot up, expecting danger. You look around nervously, only to find yourself alone in Namjoon’s bedroom. The bedside clock blinks 6:23, and you’re a little bit pissed off because you hate waking up before the sun rises.

Some rustling from the other side of the bedroom door draws your attention, and you decide to go investigate. There’s nothing there, and while that’s not all that surprising, what is surprising is the fact that there’s nothing anywhere. The whole house seems empty. No Namjoon… no guards. No Hoseok or Jimin.

Where did they go?

You make your way downstairs, looking for clues. All the hallways just lead to more empty rooms, and it didn’t look like anyone was outside either.

And then you hear a very distant, very muffled scream. What the fuck? One hand darts to your side, expecting to find a knife, and disappointed to come up empty-handed. Shit. This is definitely not ideal.

Against your better judgement, you decide to follow the noise. (But not without sending your brother a very lovely “if you don’t hear from me within twenty four hours i died by the kims love you xx” text). At the end of the second hallway is what you thought was a closet door, but actually turns out to be a basement door. You open it, and the screams get a little bit louder.

“Ah, this is gonna go well.”

You trek carefully, trying not to make any sudden or loud movements. The basement looks more like a cellar in that it opens to one big room connected to a long hallway with four doors down it. There are two men posted outside of one door, and another loud scream is heard from it. You’re very exposed, and the movement of your appearance causes both their heads to whip towards you, hands instinctively moving to the weapon on their belt.

And then they register who you are, and everything seems to slow down. “Uh…”

They look at each other, unsure of what to do before slowly rapping on the door behind them.

“What?” shouts a voice from the other side.

“Sir, uh, we kinda have a situation.”

“Can’t you handle it?” he says in an annoyed tone.

“I think this is above our station.”

The door swings open angrily. “Above your station? What the fuck does that even―”

He’s cut off as the guard redirect his attention to you, and you can only stand there, dumbfounded.

Fuck.

You two stare at each other for what seems like an eternity before you finally shuffle backwards. “I’m just… I’m just gonna go…”

“Ah, shit,” Namjoon mutters. “Babe, I’m so sorry.” You look at him expectantly, but instead he turns to the men. “Don’t let her leave.”

Double fuck. 

[askbtssstuff]

“Ah!” She hadn't actually expected him to open the door right away, lips curling up in a small grin while she holds the bag of food up. “You weren't answering your phone and you didn't show up lately..” She mumbles, tilting her head slightly. “You probably would've starved if I didn't come over!” Perhaps Mia had exaggerated the situation, slipping past him and through the door before he could react, putting the bag down in the living room. — 🍑

"Uhhhhhhh! Why does she have to come in announced!" Namjoon thought in his mind. He really wished that she would leave so he could de with his problem at peace. But, no! She had to show up when she could practically see the boner begging to be let out! Once Namjoon sat down, of course, he sat on the opposite side of the couch, trying to stay far away from her as possible. "Soooo..... You want to watch a movie? Or do you want to talk, so you know, get caught up with how everything is going with each other's lives?" Namjoon asked as he grabbed the remote, however his leg would not stop bouncing frantically, begging to pounce on her and claim her! Also, he made the tiniest moan that he ever made in his entire life. "Oh shit! Please don't hear that! Please don't hear that!" Namjoon frantically thought as he looked away from her. Try8ng not to see what her reaction would be by that unusual noise that he made, right in front of her!!!

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[exo-btsgamgi]

Okay but joking aside he’s giving fans what they want and he looks so good with pink hair IMO 😏 __ From: AskAnythingChat - BTS J-HOPE DANCES just like Dynamite Follow @jinsalanghae for more 💜 ‼️𝐆𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞! 🌸 “You’re presence can give happiness. I hope you remember that” - Jin ☆•* ☆•* ☆•* ☆•* ☆•* ♥ Personal @rachel_jin92 ♥ ♥ Backup @Jinsalanghae7 ♥ #kookiebts #btskimnamjoon #kimseokjinbts #namjoonbts #jeonjungkookbts #jungkookbts #btshobi #btslilmeowmeow #kimtaehyungbts #taehyungedits #btsjimin #btstaetae #vmon #btsmeme #btsleader #yoonkook #btstweets #btsfunnymoments #btsmemes #memebts #btsfunnyvideos #btstwitter #btsmoments #namjoonedit #btsjeonjungkook (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/COkuiHspB7t/?igshid=1i21m6h2aavij

[euphoriasme]

I want to sit down and have a chat with Kim Namjoon. He can definitly cure my depression