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jjungkookislife · 2 months ago

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OFTM: Die For You

pairing: oftm!yoongi x f. reader

genre: mafia au, established relationship, angst, smut 18+

summary: In your world, dying is easy; living is hard.

wc: 1.1k

warnings: pet names (baby, babe, good girl), dark themes, mention of death, reader has long hair (enough to put up), mention of killing, degradation, objectification, bondage with ribbons, mention of hoseok joining in, spit kink, hair pulling, crawling, brat!reader, brat tamer!yoongi, humiliation kink, angst, oral sex

fic: one for the money

date: November 16, 2024

Yoongi gave very little fucks about anything.

He’d kill a motherfucker with chopsticks, a lighter, a ramen noodle.

Yoongi had no patience for anyone. You toed the line on the daily, making him wonder why he kept you around at times. Just kidding, he was head over heels for you but that didn’t mean you didn’t test his patience.

Your latest shenanigans kept him home. You had a big mouth, good for blowjobs but not much else, unfortunately.

“How many times must I tell you to watch your mouth before it sinks in?” Yoongi huffs at you kneeling at his feet. It was moments like these in which you remembered your place. You were but his wife, sweet and cunning, cutthroat behind the scenes.

Normally, Yoongi would be more forgiving but you had been running your mouth left and right, having him come out of hiding to fix that mouth of yours.

His hands pinch your cheeks. “Baby.”

“Yoongi,” you whine as he squeezes your cheeks. Hoseok watches from the sidelines. His voice joins Yoongi in your scolding but your thighs press together as your mind spins.

Silk ribbons get wrapped around your wrists.

You’re not sure if Yoongi or Hoseok are the culprit. You know you need discipline, hoping for both men to take you to bed, and teach you a lesson with their mouths, fingers, or cocks.

You giggle as Yoongi tugs you up.

“Don’t forget I’m the one in charge.”

“Never,” you answer but Yoongi rolls his eyes. He knows you love saying what he wants to hear but meaning none of it.

“Sure,” He scoffs as he tugs you by your bound wrists. Hoseok chuckles from the sidelines, looks like he’ll just be watching today. Too bad, you were ravenous today.

“What am I going to do with you?”

You know he’s asking rhetorically, but who would you be if you didn’t answer?

“Fuck me, spank me, cuff me, fuck my mouth,” you suggest as Yoongi growls. He pinches your cheeks, spits in your mouth, and makes you swallow.

“Can I swallow your cum and Hoseok’s too?” you grin, pissing Yoongi off.

“How many times do we have to teach you a lesson?” Yoongi rolls his eyes. “Seems like you’re just hungry for dick.”

“And if I am?”

“Hush,” Hoseok demands as Yoongi grabs a hair tie to tie your hair. He sits in your chair and motions for you to crawl to him on your knees.

“Ow, ow, ow!” you pout until you reach him. You were an heiress. You didn’t need to be at the feet of Yoongi… too bad you wanted to be.

Yoongi wraps his hand around your hair, tugging you to him. “Can’t you behave for once in your life?”

“No.”

Yoongi tugs your hair, wrapping it around his wrist. “Fuck, love. Gonna make me fuck the brat out of you. Stuff my cock down your throat until you learn some respect?”

“Please,” you whimper, pouting.

Hoseok chuckles, he shakes his head as he leaves the room.

“You may have been promised to me, but you sure are a cock hungry slut for my men,” Yoongi sneers.

“Only with permission,” you shrug as you try to fight the ribbons around your wrists. Yoongi laughs at your poor attempts.

“Then why are you out here saying you’re running things?”

“Because I am. I’m keeping you safe by making myself a target. Do you know what I’d do if I lost you? I’d go with you, Yoongi.”

Yoongi freezes.

“It’s not your job to protect me!”

“I have to. I love you. I need to.”

Yoongi shakes his head, this discussion isn’t over, not by a long shot but for now he releases your ribbons.

Your hands go to his thighs.

A large hand cups your cheek. Dark eyes meet yours as you stare up at him, eyes twinkling with unshed tears.

Emotion washes over you, as you swallow the knot that forms in your throat. His touch is gentle. He runs his thumb over your bottom lip, and you open your mouth for him.

The rapid beating of your heart is deafening to your ears.

“I would die for you,” you whisper, more to yourself than him.

Yoongi shakes his head, anger raging in his eyes as he hardens his gaze. “I need you to live for me.”

This argument isn’t over. For now, it’s set on the back burner as Yoongi drops to his knees. His hand moves to the back of your head to pull you into a toe-curling kiss.

“Yoongi!” You gasp as he kisses you again, his teeth nipping on your bottom lip, sucking it before releasing it.

“Live for me,” He says in a low tone.

“I won’t,” You respond as you kiss him, tears rolling down your cheeks.

“Dammit!” Yoongi growls as he gets to his feet. He pushes everything off the desk. Hot tears prick at the corner of his eyes. “Why can’t you do this one thing for me?”

You rise to your feet, slowly approaching him. You place your hand on his shoulder and wait for him to face you.

“I am nothing without you. The empire we have built has been on your back, it has cost us your freedom, your peace, your soul. Let me die for you. Live for yourself.”

“Then live,” Yoongi rasps.

You cup his face. “We’re safe. We’re here.”

You move your hand and his, pressing it to your chest. You allow him to feel the beating of your heart.

“We’re alive. Let’s enjoy this moment.”

Yoongi nods. He blinks away his unshed tears as his large hands tangle in your hair, his lips slamming onto yours.

Yoongi helps you onto the desk. Your blouse gets torn open with his needy hands. His shirt goes next, then his pants as your skirt gets hiked up to your hips.

Your kisses are sloppy, full of lust, and desire.

“Please,” you whimper as you drop to your knees. You pull down his zipper and undo the button of his pants.

Before you know it, you’re on your knees with Yoongi’s cock at your lips. You don’t hesitate to take him in your mouth to make him curse. His fingers are an anchor as they hold you to his pelvis. You choke on him, swallow with stars in your eyes and an ache in your throat.

“Fuck,” he growls as his eyes squeeze shut when he hits the back of your throat. His hand grips the back of your head as you choke on his length.

Fire warms your belly as you swallow around the Min heir. He curses, nearly falling apart as you swallow him whole.

Yoongi sees stars, the whole galaxy as he cums down your throat.

“That’s my girl,” he praises as he cups your face after you swallow his load. He knows you would die for him, but at what cost would you live for him? He intends to find out.

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yashodaficrecs · 1 year ago

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No matter how many times I’ve read this fic, I still keep coming back, because I love CEO au’s, let’s be honest, and second, husband yoongi just hits different to my soft heart! 🥺 I love this one shot so much that I would want a whole series, this is so good, especially the way it is written, also the way yoongi protects her behind the scenes is just so sexy, I loved & love every bit of this fic, thankyou for writing this.

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Summary: Being the wife of a world famous CEO can be tough - there’s always press, media, paparazzi, public appearances, reputation, all that. But when you’re the wife of an insanely attractive CEO? Watch out for online threats, insulting social media posts, and ridiculously high social standards. Oh wait, you’re also the COO of your husband’s company? Oh dear… At least your husband knows how to make you relax at the end of the day.

Genre: CEO!AU, Office!AU, Marriage!AU, Established Relationship!AU, Fluff, Fluff-Smut, Slight Angst

Pairings: CEO! Min Yoongi x COO! Reader, CEO! Min Yoongi x Wife! Reader, Husband! Min Yoongi x COO! Reader, Husband! Min Yoongi x Wife! Reader

Warnings: Cursing/Swearing, Death Threats, Dangerous Behaviour/Mindset (The Wives are Just a Little But Crazy), Mild Cyber Warfare (Just Some Hacking), Smut, Graphic Mentions of Past Sexual Activities, Rough/Mildly Possessive Sex, Mild Inclusions of Vanilla Sex

Word Count: 2,314

Written: January 2, 2021, Posted: March 31, 2022

Yoongi. Min Yoongi. Owner of a multibillion dollar company. He’s also attractive and young, the perfect package. To most women, it doesn’t even matter that he’s married. As far as they’re concerned, he’s free game to flirt with. They’re always praying and hoping he’ll leave his wife even though deep down, they know they’re wrong.

The only threat they see, is that Min Yoongi’s wife helps him run his company. She’s high on the food chain and is, unfortunately for them, a woman who’s not just successful, but also extremely attractive. She is Yoongi’s other half, something they notice when they look at the young CEO. They can tell he didn’t just marry her for her looks or for a business deal, he married her for love. Min Yoongi was a genuine man after all, and he didn’t try to hide it, from his speech patterns with people he did and didn’t like, all the way to his mannerisms no matter how many eyes were on him.

Min Yoongi didn’t believe in fake personas. He was the embodiment of authenticity, and if he didn’t like you, you would promptly be made aware of it.

And Min Y/N, oh, Min Y/N does not fade into the background, either. She is one of the most sought after women in the world. Absolutely gorgeous and extremely intelligent, she makes heads turn on the street and in the galas and events she attends.

She’s a person who works extremely hard and values integrity and honesty as well as trust and loyalty. She wears her name with pride and is open about how special her bond with her husband is.

She is always first in clarifying that any achievements made in their company is due to the hard working employees and likewise, Yoongi never fails to credit that any accomplishment made by the heads of organization are always the result of a special kind of teamwork that comes from his and his wife’s love.

“No award is ever the accomplishment of one person alone,” Yoongi remembers his wife stating in an interview, “there’s so many people and so many minds at work here, most of which you cannot see when unveiling the final product. But it does not mean they are not or never were there.”

Y/N also remembers very clearly a statement made by Yoongi in the same interview. “My wife is not to be discredited in any way.” He had retorted to the interviewer who had tried to paint his wife as someone who did not contribute to the company other than her looks, “She inspires me, just as I inspire her. We are like two gears, both needing to support each other in order to keep living and moving. You stop one, you also stop the other, which means you stop the entire machine from moving ever again.”

Min Yoongi was protective of his wife. That same interview had ended in Yoongi grabbing her hand and storming out after that final statement accompanied by a threat at the interviewer to never insult his wife ever again. It must also be kept in mind that similar to this lie many other incidents resulting in a very angry Yoongi followed by a night of rough and yet sensual sex to calm you both down and give you time to ravish each other endlessly with whispers and promises of love being thrown into the comfort of the night where nobody except the two of you can hear them.

These instances of public statements, - all of these statements made openly where you both talk of your love and get lost in each other as if the rest of the world has simply disappeared, - these are the moments that end up fueling the other women who sought Yoongi as well as the men who want Min Y/N. They want what you give each other and they’re desperate enough to the point where they’d do dangerous things get it.

This time, however, it was a particular group of women, - other wives of millionaires and billionaires who always spend time together, - who decided to take their desires to a dangerous level.

Seeing as Y/N is either always protected or near Yoongi, these women have only one other option to hurt her - messages. Messages through letters, digital messages, emails, notes on her desk at her work, and even special deliveries with handwritten notes.

They started arriving about a month ago for the first time. And when the first one came to your desk, you brushed it off soon enough. It wasn’t the first time that you’d ever received these kinds of threats so you knew it wouldn’t mean anything. But it wasn’t just one person this time, and it wasn’t going to stop at two or three. You were starting to soon get multiple each day, and you were getting them everywhere. Spams in your work email, fifteen more in your personal inbox, letters in the daily mail, it was getting to you slowly.

You had already told Yoongi when the first ones came through, so he was aware of the whole situation and how it had escalated. His eyes could see the patterns in the digital emails with the repeated sets of language sequences and you could match the same sets of handwritings in all of the handwritten letters and notes. You both were also able to cross reference and match the language tones in the digital and handwritten notes to the same sets of people.

It made Yoongi angry. It made him very angry. How dare they hurt his wife? And it was cruel to him. They hurt her because she was beautiful. They hurt her because she was smart, and they hurt her because she loved him and he loved her back.

He couldn’t stand to see his wife start to crumble, not like this. And not ever. She was one of the strongest people he knew, and he wouldn’t allow someone pathetic enough to hide behind notes to bring her down. Especially not when everything in those notes was a lie. Yoongi knew he was only one person she ever allowed herself to let her guard down around, and he couldn’t stand to see her so afraid and upset as he held her in their bed at night as she started to doubt herself. It wasn’t true and he wouldn’t allow her to ever because the garbage that was sent to her.

He would make them pay. That was a promise.

Yoongi first used his own cybersecurity resources, his friends, the best in the world. He had them privately find those responsible. He made sure to be discreet about it as well.

He wanted them to know their mistake in messing with Min Yoongi and his wife first before he handed them over to law enforcement. He would make sure they felt the full length of his anger.

He found them soon enough, the four wives, all of those wives married to men who Yoongi knew he had in the palm of his hand.

He smirked, well, you fucked up, so now face your consequences with the same boldness as when you tried to hurt the one thing that keeps me going…

The wives never saw it coming. They were planning to continue their threats for the foreseeable future, wondering how much it would take for Min Y/N to crack and finally leave her husband, but they were mistaken. Each stake they drove through you only brought you and your husband closer, the both of you tackling every single problem together.

And as they let the thought of destroying your marriage take over their mind, the never thought to pay attention to their own, giving Yoongi the window he needed to dig up as much dirt on them as he possibly could.

He found all the photographs and videos and audio records of every single affair they’d all ever had, paying the media triple what it took to archive them and stop their publishing to instead have in his personal collection. His so called ‘personal collection’ was then promptly mailed to the respective husbands.

This was the first step, ruining their marriages, absolutely burning it to the ground. He then sent them death threats. He sent it through a personal contact, a calligrapher that he knew, one with brilliant skills. And he had him use good quality red paint - the special effects type. Something to… really… invoke the proper feelings of fear…

Yoongi was cruel like that. People don’t realize it, but if his wife is ever threatened, he turns into a man that sometimes even he himself can’t recognize.

The four wives were left in shambles. They didn’t know what to do or where to go by the time Yoongi and his personal team had tipped the police off on their actions. And before they could even blink, they were in handcuffs being led off to jail, and later, a sure fire guilty verdict in court. And with the way Yoongi had played his cards, there would be nobody and no money to ever even think about bailing them out.

Now, he need to make sure Y/N doesn’t worry anymore. She doesn’t need to anymore.

He straightened his jacket as he walked through the front door, being greeted to his wife on the couch, typing away at what he guessed was a document for work the next day.

“Hey, you. I thought you’d already come home when I didn’t find you in your office.” You spoke as you put your laptop down and stood up to stretch.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize I’d forgotten to tell you, I was meeting with some of the cyber team, they weren’t in the office so I had to meet them in that cafe nearby.” He kissed you on the cheek, staring into your eyes before kissing you on the lips the second time, sliding his hands to grab you around your waist.

You moaned into his mouth before dragging your lips away, “What’s going on with the cyber team? Is there a breach? Something wrong with the firewall?”

Yoongi sighed before pulling you down to sit on the couch in his lap, slowly explaining to you in detail what happened with the threats you were getting and his actions. You sounded so relieved that he felt his heart skip a beat, and he decided to conveniently leave out the little bits where he sent them a taste of their own medicine. He knew you wouldn’t approve, you were too nice sometimes. And while he knew one of his friends from the cyber team would blabber eventually and tell you what he had done, he decided to enjoy this moment with you while he could, just basking in you and the relief he could feel flowing through you. You kissed him long and hard on the lips before resting your head on his shoulder, snuggling into his neck.

“I promise you, they won’t bother you ever again. And even if there are others, they will not hurt you. Not when I’m around.”

“I know Yoongi, I know. You know I love you, right?” You looked him in the eyes, your hands going to rub at his cheeks, nothing but affection flowing through you.

“I know. And I love you. I love you so, so much. Sometimes… I just don’t even know what to do with myself. I love you much I don’t know how to…”

Yoongi trails off his sentence, choosing instead to kiss you harder on the lips, hands rubbing over your thighs and up to grab your hips.

“And I want to thank you. Thank you for loving me despite what happens. Thank you for trusting me. Thank you for staying beside me no matter. Thank you for working as my other half. You could leave whenever you want and I cannot explain to you how much it aches to know you stay because you want too…”

“Stop, my darling.” You shush him, pulling him even closer, “I want to stay. I stay because I love you. I stay because you make me happy. This company we run together makes me happy. All of it. I love all of you and I love everything we’ve built together. Nothing, and nobody will ever make me leave what we have. And nothing and nobody will ever make leave you.”

There were tears coming out of both of your eyes and they drip and mix together as you both never detach your lips, not being able to be apart - not even for a single minute.

Both of you end up stumbling into your bed, clothes being ripped and thrown every which way, hands needing to be on each other.

Yoongi always is thorough in love and sex but this time he made sure that you knew how much he loved you in both his actions and in the way you could feel every single thrust so deep in you that all you could do each time was gasp and grab onto him tighter.

Yoongi makes you forget everything. He makes you forget the rest of the world around you. Nothing matters. Not work, not responsibilities, not other people, not money, nothing. Absolutely nothing. When you’re with him all you’re aware of is the both of you, touching, holding each other, being connected. You make each other feel special. When you’re together, all you feel is completion, it’s as if a piece you’ve been missing your whole life is finally right where it was supposed to be all along.

Underneath the satin dresses and silk ties, all you both are is a couple, deep in love and leaning on nobody but each other. You both are all you need, now and forever.

You are each others’ remedies.

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