#min yunki x reader smut

[joonmon]

Day 3

yoongi in his element is the hottest🥵

[leeehye]

Angel… (M.Y/1)

“people like me break beautiful things…”

[summary] Y/n’s life seem to be miserable and filled with bad luck. Until a mysterious man comes into her life taking her loneliness away yet there can be more to his mystery.

[warnings] language, violence/blood, mentions of sex, alcohol, assault 🔞, angst, smut (later on), behavior, smoking

[a/n] I got inspired through Jimin’s song Angel but for YOONGI with Agust D! it might be just a drabble I’m still not sure I am just so full of ideas! I have a lot I want to post! ❤️‍🔥 LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK 💭 ENJOY!

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It was a Friday night and my boss had made me work extra time. Which I couldn’t deny, I needed the extra money if there was a chance. Being so late at night I had to walk home since calling Namjoon was useless at this point. 

Thunder started to roar and I wasn’t going to lie, it got scary. I hated thunder and mostly when being alone at night. My mom would always hold me tight during a thunderstorm and dad would get hot chocolate for me and I would feel safe. Unfortunately she had passed away along with my father when I was just 10, and since then my brother Namjoon and I had to look after eachother.

Water droplets started to fall on my head and I quietly groaned placing my hand on my forehead trying to get a clear view as the rain got harder. As I walk noises started to come from behind me. I didn’t want to keep scaring myself so I tried to ignore it until a whistle made my nervousness grow. I started to walk faster, and someone grabbed me harshly by my purse pulling me back harshly.

“Where are you heading this late cutie?” a guy said smirking looking down at me pulling me away with him. I stayed quiet trying to fight my way out of his grip but he touched me against a wall in a dark alley. 

“Leave me alone!” I screamed, failing at trying to stay calmed, the man came closer.

“Did you hear that guys? Little princess here thinks we’re letting her go without having fun first” he said as he rested his hand on my waist squeezing it hard holding my hands harshly bring tears into my eyes.

I whimpered in pain trying to get out but another guy came from behind ans started to brush his hands on me.

“Stop it!” I yelled trying to step on their feet as the guy was attacking my neck, but suddenly a deep voice made him stop.

“Didn’t you hear the girl asshole?” a voice said but I couldn’t see his face, the rain and wet hair on my face made it hard to. The guys stepped away from me and I got ready to make a run for it. The man that had grabbed me scoffed as the mysterious man got closer. They were starting to argue and I couldn’t take it. I was shaking.

“Come on man, you can have a turn as well, even…you can be first if you like…she looks like a virgin…” the guy said laughing but he was suddenly silenced when the man landed a punch on his face, making me gasp covering my mouth quickly. As the guy got up from the floor the other guy went to him and started attacking him, I noticed a shiny thing, a blade. I squinted trying to make out the figures and the guy got up and started to attack the mysterious man. 

I couldn’t just stay there, I looked around and saw an old baseball bat, grabbing a hold of it I swung it up hitting the guy who fell unconsious and the mysterious man punched the other one before quickly grabbing my wrist pushing the bat out of my hands pulling me out of the alley running out and I couldn’t argue he had helped me so I followed him.

Hearing the guy cursing at us, the mysterious man pulled me into a dark space between two shops hiding us in there he held me against the wall as his arms trapped me between him and the wall, the silhouette of his head seemed to be watching out making sure we had lost the other two, I could only hear our heavy breathing and the pouring rain.

We stayed quiet for a few seconds, the rain still falling on us and we were soaking wet, after a while he finally moved away from me standing in front of me. I flnched as soon as I heard his deep voice again.

“Are you stupid?” he asked and I just stayed quiet looking down feeling a bit guilty, I got him beat up but still he can’t be calling me stupid. I don’t even know him.

“It isn’t my fault!” I exclaimed, before quickly reaching for my phone turning on the flashlight pointing it at him who winced at the sudden light. My hand covered my mouth seeing his bleeding lip and a big scar that went down his right eye.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry…does it hurt?” I quickly asked about to touch his eye but he held my wrist stopping me from touching him.

“I’m fine…where do you live?” he asked coldly as I was still worried about his wounds.

“Um…about four more blocks…don’t worry I can leave from here” I said and he scoffed.

“And what have yourself caught by those assholes again? Yeah for sure, walk I’ll follow…” he said pulling me out of our hiding spot and I decided to not argue he was already to beaten up and he was partially right I couldn’t risk being caught by those assholes again.

Walking to my building, I walked up the stairs to the very top the outside lights were on and I started typing in my code before looking at him.

“Um let me take care of your wounds…it’s the least I can do after you helped me out there” I whispered and he looked up at me as his hands were in his pockets.

“You talk too much, just go in…” he said, waving me off making a face and I frowned my eyebrows. Opening my door I quickly grabbed him from his sleeve and pulled him inside my apartment, it was small and girly, it wasn’t very big either.

“Sit down…” I said to the mysterious man as I ran to the bathroom grabbing towels and the first aid kit before going to him. I gently wrapped a towel around his shoulders before wrapping one around me. Being concentrated on getting the right ointment for his lip wound I saw him looking around my place.

“It might sting a bit…” I said resting my hand on the back of his head as I slowly pressed the cotton pad on his wound as he flinched trying to move away.

“Sorry…it’ll be better by tomorrow…” I whispered softly reaching for a little bandit putting it on the scratch on his forehead.

“Um how did you get that scar?” I asked without thinking while putting away the things and he scoffed.

“What are we getting to know each other now? We should have a sleepover?” he said coldly but sarcastically and I widened my eyes quickly getting up.

“I…you’re right…sorry…um but still thank you for—” 

“Y/n someone broke in—!” Namjoon came in running into the room holding one of my pink vases.

“What…Who the hell is this?” he asked as the man got up pulling my pink towel off of him, handing it to me.

“None of your concern…I’m going” he mumbled and I couldn’t say anything before he was out of my place. Once he was gone I turned to Namjoon throwing the wet towel at him.

“You’re such an idiot! He came and saved me while you didn’t pick up my calls!” I yelled at him before rolling my eyes heading to the bathroom.

☁️ NEXT DAY ☁️

I walked into the coffee shop the next day, tired but I had no other choice, I had to work to pay my tuition and bills. Tying on my apron I made sure coffee machines, and everything needed was ready for the day. In a few minutes Jia and Jimin made their way inside. Back story of us, they were my co-workers and we were good friends. I met Jia first though and we are best friends.

“Hey girl!” Jia said, smiling, approaching me behind the counter putting on her apron.

“You seem tired, '' Jimin added and I nodded, closing my eyes gently.

“Ugh…I know exams are kicking my butt! And last night was ugh…” I said giggling gently massaging my shoulders.

“But either way, Namjoon isn’t much of a help” I said and we stayed and talked for a few minutes until people started arriving.

We were busy for a while, and I was packed with taking orders while Jimin worked on the drinks and Jia on the pastries, taking another order and I looked up to take the next order, only to see…the mysterious man from last night.

“Y-You?” I asked quietly surprised of how small the world was making us see each other, or was it meant to be? He cleared his throat looking up at the menu, before looking at me almost acting like he had never seen me. I frowned a bit confused, he probably didn’t recognize me? Did he had short term memory lost? Nah he seemed healthy and…good looking I had to admit. He had pretty eyes, his right one decored with the scar and his milky white skin was glowing.

“Um…may I take your order?” I asked, now myself acting like he was a stranger, which he was.

“Um…One americano…” he mumbled taking out his wallet handing me a $20. Ugh this man was really like a black coffee, he was serious as heck and now he was going to make me count change. After a minute of taking out the right change I handed it to him.

“It’ll be out…shortly” I finished off quietly as he had already walked away before I finished my sentence. Asshole.

Jimin had finished the black coffee in seconds and other drinks and I went and took them to the tables, I stopped by with some nice old ladies leaving their drinks before finishing at the mysterious guy’s table. He was looking out the window playing with a lighter, on and off the lighter went and he took out a cigarette placing it in between his lips. My eyes widened and headed over to him.

“You can’t smoke here” I said quickly and without thinking I had taken the cigarette out of his mouth. Both of our eyes widened but mine were bigger while he glanced at me.

“Sorry…sorry here…I…here’s your coffee as well…” I said quickly setting the cigarette on the table with his coffee. I gently bowed making my embarrassment more obvious, I slightly saw him scoff showing a smirk. 

“You’re a responsible one huh?” he said taking something from his pocket, the change from earlier that it felt like an eternity to count, he looked at me and placed it in my apron’s pocket. I was left frozen on the spot. 

“Um…what are–” before I could ask what he was doing a voice made me turn around.

“You! Worker!” a woman from the corner yelled signaling me to go to her, releasing a sigh I went over to her and forced a smile, screw customer service. Reaching to her, she was tap his long polish nails on the table.

“Yes ma’am do you need something?” I asked politely and she rolled her eyes.

“I wouldn’t have called you if I didn’t need anything would I?” she responded harshly making the customers around the place turn to watch what was happening. Jia had started recording in case this woman had other things in mind and Jimin was ready with the phone. 

“Then what do you need ma’am?” I asked, trying to contain my patience.

“I want a refund. This was the wrong order” she said, making a face at the food on the table. I slightly rolled my eyes and grabbed her ticket, slowly looking through the items on her table.

“Well everything you ordered is the exact same thing you have on the table, and I always repeat your order at the counter…and even if it was wrong ma’am…we don’t do refunds for a half drank coffee and a almost finished breakfast sandwich” I said teaching her a lesson making her snatch her ticket out of my hand. She stood up resting her hand on her hip and pushed on my shoulder with her other hand. 

“Please do not touch me,” I said sternly slapping her hand away seeing her getting angry

“You little bitch! It was the wrong order! Just make a new one that’s your job!” she yelled at me.

“I can’t make a new one! You already ate it! Meaning there’s nothing wrong!” I yelled back at her losing my patience, she scoffed looking at me with disgust before swinging her hand up about to slap me, and I was ready to receive it, I wasn’t fast enough to move, that’s went a bitter smell mixed with smoke came to my nose, and no pain was felt.

Opening my eyes, the mysterious man had held the woman’s hand stopping her from slapping me. She gasped being her dramatic self starting to yell trying to look at me, who was now standing behind the mysterious man’s tall figure.

“I think you should leave” the man said blankly to the woman who was raging with anger, she snatched her hand from his grip and pushing the food to the floor leaving a mess and some got on my apron an some on my cheek. She grabbed her things and made her way out. I closed my eyes taking a deep breath in, before grabbing a napkin wiping my apron before cleaning my face.

I didn’t say anything and just moved to the floor placing the broken plate and glass pieces on the tray, on the corner of my eyes I see him kneel down helping me with the glass pieces. I widened my eyes and didn’t pay attention causing a glass to wound my finger, making me wince.

“Do you have to deal with stupid people like that?” he asked and I shrugged.

“It’s rare believe it or not…but when it happens…god” I whispered and he nodded. That’s when Jimin came with the mop and broom and he started to clean the food and the spilled beverage. Pushing a strand of hair behind my ear, I took the tray with the broken dishes and into the disposal. As I turned around the mysterious man was behind me making me gasp. 

“You scared me” I mumbled while he grabbed my wrist looking at the cut on my finger as he took a bandit out from his pocket wrapping it around my finger. He let go of my hand and made his way out of the shop.

“What did just happen?” Jimin’s voice made me jump making me turn my head, going over to him behind the counter I leaned over it and watched the mysterious man leaving throw the glass windows. “I would like to know that too” I whispered looking down at my finger.

[ ✨ LATER ✨]

Locking the shop’s doors I fixed the tote bag on my shoulder seeing the text message I sent Namjoon, he left me on read again. Fuck you Namjoon.

I started walking home, thankfully it wasn’t as late as yesterday, but keeping my head down on my phone my head suddenly bumped into someone’s chest, I quickly looked up.

“Ow…”

“Shouldn’t you be paying attention to where you’re going?” the mysterious man said, somehow I had remembered his voice and could probably recognize it anywhere. “That’s why assholes find you as a target” he added taking my phone out of my hands into his pocket.

“Hey! My–look I had…a frustrating and tiring day to deal with you now…thank you for helping me, but I have to get home before it gets dark” I said trying to grab my phone from him but he was faster and grabbed my wrist. 

“Do you trust me?” he asked me and I frowned my eyebrows puzzled at his question, he had helped me out twice and I guess I trusted him, but it still depends for what.

“I…I guess but–” I mumbled but I didn’t finsh before he took off running with me not letting go. With me yelling the whole way longing for a break he took me inside a building, which seemed to be an empty one and abandoned, since we took the stairs.

“Hey! Water break!” I yelled before he stopped and I was breathing heavily, god I regretted telling him that I trusted him.

“You talk too much” he mumbled and pulled me out, we were now on the rooftop of the building, I was slightly blinded by the sun, but then I realized how pretty the sunset was. We got closer to the edge and I slowly held on from the railing. Taking in the view of the city, slowly looking up seeing the blue sky tinted with red and pink. A smile appeared on my face, I hadn’t smiled in so long it felt so relaxing.

“Do you like it?” the mysterious man asked softly making me look at him still smiling. 

“Are you kidding? The view from here is amazing…I had never seen the city like this and the sunset is beautiful…” I said softly and I heard his lighter go off. 

He had lit a cigarette and started to smoke, taking a hit of his cigarette and slowly letting the smoke out.

“I can lend this place to you…meaning we can share it” he said holding the cigarette before continuing. What did he mean?

“What? What do you mean?” I asked looking at him who was standing a few feet from me. 

“I found this place first, and I thought the same thing you did…I guess being here it takes my mind off things or just helps me forget any shit…you know?” he said releasing some smoke.

I slowly nodded and moved closer slowly. “Well, if you don’t mind sharing this place…I will take your offer…I think you helped me find my new favorite place” I said smiling looking back again to the view. Until something hit me, this man was a walking mystery I had told this man that I trusted him, and he had already saved me twice. He showed me this wonderful place and I didn’t even know his name.

“By the way…what’s your name?” I asked turning my head to him again as his movements came to a stop. Slowly pulling the cigarette from his lips he glanced at me staring at me for a few seconds before he cleared his throat and his deep voice spoke.

“Yoongi…”

to be continued…

This one is another series I wanted to post and I am so excited for this one! I will be working on these series along with (a dare after all) and (sweet truth)

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[lemon-boy-stan]

a favour - min yoongi x reader

summary: a revenge hickey turns into something else. warnings: oral (f. recieving), yunki has a big dick and is kind of ooc you decide, use of the word “minx” like one time, condom penetration, fingering, spitting, pussy slapping, dirty talk, swearing, your ex is a dick, yunki has an oppa kink (wbk), begging, hair pulling, over stimulation, revenge hickey (duh) is this technically prostitution, praise kink, yeah, there's a lot of filth. oh also they fuck on the kitchen counter. ps. the ending sucks.

I have a new girlfriend now and she took my cock way better than you ever could.

Your phone was going to break in your grasp, you were sure of it. Your dick of an ex had just texted you, he knew how to get to you. 

“Fuckstick,” you typed back a reply before reading it and shaking your head, deleting the message and sending a different one.

“I told you he was an asshole,” a voice made you jump and turn around, “didn’t I? Right? Someone remind me, I did, didn’t I?”

“Yoongi, seriously, I am not in the mood for your shit right now.” 

“Well, you kind of have to be, because otherwise, you’d have to go live somewhere else.”

“Yunki!” you threw your arms up, “I swear to god.” he chuckled softly at this, rolling his eyes before looking back down at his phone. “Actually,” you bounced up to him, “I need your help.”

“Oh, so now she’s being nice.”

“Hyung, let the broken-hearted girl speak.” Namjoon sniggered.

“Hyung, get out,” Yoongi hissed back. 

You watched Namjoon leave, making a pouty face, “I’m going to double-date him. And I need a date. And, also. I need a hickey.”

“That’s a lot of favours,” Yoongi smirked, rolling his tongue across his cheek. Your face heated up. 

“Oh, come on, you owe me so many! Yo -”

“You could just ask him to be your boyfriend, like, for real,” someone laughed from the couch, Yoongi growled.

“Get out.” The room finally empty, Yoongi turned to you. “Okay,” he shrugged, “I’ll do it.”

“Seriously? Like, you won’t back out, because I was kind of impulsive -”

“I know, you’re always impulsive. And, yes. I promise. Okay? Now, come on, where do you want the hickey? Where does he put them?”

You looked away.

“Oh, I’ll kill him. He hasn’t even given you a hickey and you’ve been dating for, what, three months? Have you even had sex with him yet?”

“Shut up.”

“Oh, I’m gonna kick his balls.”

“Yunki.”

“Right. So. I’ll just -”

It was awkward; tense as he pulled you close, breathing down your neck, “first hickey.” 

For once, a retort didn’t come out of your mouth; his lips had latched onto your skin and his teeth sunk in with a groan. You didn’t mean to moan, it kind of just slipped out in the moment.

“Yunki.” he stopped, “what?” conscious. “More.” he chuckled at this, “you know, sex wasn’t part of the deal -”

“Min Yoongi,” you hissed, glaring at him, “I know it’s hard, but try not to be a dick, yah? Just give in for once. We’ve both waited long for this. You know it, I know it -”

“You talk too much,” he groaned loudly, “stop.” you giggled at this, blushing. “But you’re right,” he said softly, “we have waited too long.”

“Yunki,” you whined, “please.”

“Please what?” He was smirking again, you groaned in frustration.

“Touch me, eat me, fuck me, I don’t care, I just need you please Yoongi - Yunki!”

He’d taken you by complete surprise, hoisted you up the kitchen counter, tongue in your folds, no warning whatsoever, chuckling into your skin. “These are n - new,” you moaned, fisting his hair.

He chuckled again, “I’ll buy you another pair.” you scoffed at this. “So wet,” he whispered, smirking. “I haven’t even started yet. Is this all for me?”

“All for you, Oppa.”

“Oppa,” he murmured with a smile, “I like that.”

“T - thought you would.”

“Naughty,” he slapped you this time, veiny hand beating against your drenched pussy, earning a loud mewl. “You like that?” he chuckled. “Knew you would. Tell me,” he whispered again, “how does it feel,” breathed down your neck, “to be,” slid his tongue across your clit, “pampered?”

“So good,” you breathed lightly, “so good, Oppa.”

“Mmm,” he spat down on your clit, making you squirm and fist his hair tighter. “Such a dirty girl,” he murmured quietly, “who’s dirty girl are you?”

“Y - yours, Oppa.”

“Only mine?”

“Only yours.”

“Good girl. Now, are you gonna be an even better girl or are you gonna cum twice today?” 

“What - whatever you want, Oppa.”

“Such a sweet thing, hah?” Yoongi whispered into your neck. You nodded lazily. “Okay, I’ll let you cum, just because I want to see it happen.”

So you did as he said, and came over the kitchen top, legs numb, face frozen, stars before your eyes; he chuckled softly, “you’re so fucking hot,” appreciative before you spoke up again. 

“Do you have a condom, Oppa?”

���I always have a condom, sweetheart.”

“Yunki,”

He stopped. “Wait.” 

Taken aback. 

“I mean, sure, but -”

“No, let me do it.”

“Minx.”

Wrapping the condom around his full length, you stared down at him. At this, Yoongi smirked.

“Why, princess?” he murmured quietly, “surprised?” kissed your thigh.

“Not really,” you had the balls to say, “kind of guessed it.”

Yunki scoffed, “you’re too good to me, aren’t you?”

“I suppose,”

“You like it when I say nice things to you?”

“Love it, Oppa.”

“Aren’t you cute,” it was more of a statement than a question. You nodded lazily again. “Should we move to the couch, or should I just fuck you here?” 

“Just fuck me here,” you moaned loudly. 

His eyebrows rose in amusement. 

“You’re really hot,” he murmured. “Can you take all of me? I don’t want to hurt you.”

“So kind to me, Oppa,” you put your head in the crook of his neck as he joined you on the surface. “I can take you, I promise.”

“What’s your safeword?” 

You shrugged at this before thinking, “BTS.”

“Don’t do that to me!” he laughed now, embarrassed. 

“Okay, okay, red.”

“Do you trust me?” he murmured. 

“Yunki!” you whined, “hurry up.” 

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” 

As usual, you bit off more than you could chew. Yoongi was huge. You mewled loudly as he entered you, gripping his hair tighter than you ever had before. 

“Fuck,” he grunted softly, breaths harsh. “Fuck, you’re so tight.” 

“You’re so big.”

“I thought you could take me?”

“Aren’t I.” you smirked, he clenched his jaw, lip curled.

“You’re being bad to me, princess,” he pouted, “Oppa doesn’t like that.” thrusting harder. “Tell me,” he said loftily again, “how good do I feel?”

“So, so good, Oppa.” you whined, squriming. “You feel so good.”

“Damn right I do,” he bit down your neck again, sliding a finger in. 

Because you didn’t react, he put in another, hooking it this time. 

The coil snapped. 

He thrusted harder, the glass of water near the sink was shaking. 

Your legs were giving out. 

He was grunting now, breathing heavily, pressing into the table, eyes boring into yours as your mouth hung lazily open.

He bent down to place a kiss on your lips, moaning into you.

“I love you,” he grunted softly.

“I love you, too.”

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MASTERLIST: THE GIFT | MYK X AMBW CHARACTER

YUNKI has prepared a gift for Y/N at a secret location & you have no idea what it could be

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—mad king |myg|

⟢ pairing: daechwita!yoongi x commoner!reader

⟢ word count: 1.5k

⟢ genre: nsfw 18+, smut, pwp. 

⟢ warnings: scars, mentions of death, manhandling, sword is used for fear but NOT like sexually, breeding kink explicit smut: pussy sniffing, oral f.receiving, unprotected sex, creampie, aftercare cuddling

⟢ summary: The Mad King is rarely seen, but he has seen you. He never went out of his way to get you, but when you get yourself in trouble and brought to him, he takes advantage of his luck. You may find out that the Mad King isn't really who they say he is.

⟢ an: this story is a favorite for my ao3 readers, i have no idea why, but daechwita yoongi made them feral. do people want more of this?‬

The ‘mad king’ they called him. You knew only what was talked about in the town and market, and had only seen the headless bodies that were carried through the street to be dumped somewhere else outside the gates. They served as a warning you knew, but of what, you did not know. This information alone though left you scared to be alone with the man.

You kneeled on the hard tile, thighs burning from the awkward position you had fallen into. The king, Min Yoongi, approached you slowly, the long blade he was assessing dragging across the ground with every step. Your head was tilted towards the ground, and your eyes followed his feet as they moved, the long tail of his gongryongpo sweeping fluidly as it trailed behind him. You stiffened as you felt his hand grasp your chin, tilting your head up, and you had to work hard to stifle the gasp that threatened to slip between your lips. 

He was by far the most beautiful man you had ever seen, despite the long scar marring the right side of his face, he was not grotesquely disfigured. And he appeared so young to be king. He could not yet even be 30, and you couldn’t help the way your chest squeezed at the sight of him.

“Sweet girl, what have you done to be chosen for me?” He tittered, turning your head gently side to side, his eyes assessing you.

You glared up at him, defiant. You knew exactly what had caught the attention of the palace guards, your obstinate words carrying loudly as you walked with your best friend past the main palace gates. 

“Please, the king could never make me feel loyalty. He is uncouth, and probably old as dirt, with the way he handles things in this realm.” Your friend had looked fearful, but you had waved off her chide remarks asking you to lower your voice and not say such things. 

You didn’t realize the things you said would be repeated over the next few days, until you were grabbed while walking to your station at the town market to sell the jewelry you made with your family. That was just this morning. 

You jumped as he slapped your cheek, not hard, but the sting of the pop was enough to startle you.

“I asked you a question.”

You grit your teeth before you made eye contact, spitting out the words you had said.

He laughed.

“Old as dirt? That is funny. No wonder my guards couldn’t stop talking about you,” he knelt down, knees bended as he got to eye level, “but that I could never do anything to make you loyal? Nothing is impossible, sweet girl.”

He stood up, and you saw him raise his sword. Feeling fear rush through you, you kept your defiant look as you held his eyes, hoping your hatred would be the last thing he would see from you. Instead, when he brought the blade down, it resulted in your free hands. 

The sword then clattered the ground as he reached his hands down to you, offering you help to stand. You carefully placed your hands in his, and he pulled you up harshly to his chest. He held you tightly to him, almost uncomfortably so as his face dipped down into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. 

“I knew you would smell sweet.” You shivered at the way his lips brushed across your skin. “I bet you taste just the same.”

His lips were on yours, greedily feasting on you, his tongue pushing past your lips for entrance into your mouth. Your gasps were swallowed by him, as were the accompanying moans; he continued to taste you as he backed you up the wall. 

His hand went around your neck, tightening softly before traveling down your body until he was pulling up your cotton hanbok, fingers delicately traversing your thigh. He gripped your knee, hiking it up to wrap around him before he continued north, fingers seeking to enter your warmth.

You knew you should stop him, the mad king and all, but it felt too good. The way his left hand had pulled out your hair pins and released your hair, gripping your head as his lips pressed wet, open mouthed kisses across all the exposed skin he could reach, his right hand pressing against your clothed clit, your wetness seeping through and coating his skin. He groaned when he slid a ringed finger into you, your clench showing him what he was in store for. 

He dropped to his knees, looking up into your amazed eyes to see a king kneeling before you. Your hanbok’s chima (skirt) was pulled from your body and your underclothes were ripped off, leaving you bare from the waist down. He leaned into your mound, inhaling you. 

“My sweet, sweet girl.. You walk past these gates daily, you think I wouldn’t notice you?”

You whimper as his tongue lightly, teasingly flicks out to your clit, his hands sliding up and down over your thighs. 

“I… Why would you n-notice a commoner l-like me?” You ask, trembling as he takes a long lick across your opening that’s dripping to your clit, your slick leaving a string of clear desire attaching you and him. The site of your own juices on his face, clinging to his mouth makes your knees weak.

“I need an heir, and you, sweet girl, are more than ready to carry one. Your hips alone tell me you are ripe.” His hands squeeze your hips, your curves not lost on him. He dives into your warmth, his tongue fucking into you before he pulls back, replacing himself with his fingers as he suckles on your clit. Your hands go immediately to his head, and he lets you, groaning when he feels your tug on his long blond strands. 

“It’s t-too m-much---” You try to warn him about this overload of pressure you feel, but that only drives him on faster, harder, and you're trembling, barely able to keep upright as you cum exhaustingly. 

He leans back, wiping his face with the sleeve of his gongryongpo. With a swiftness he is carrying you to the bed that was hidden behind a traditional folding wall separator, and disrobing you fully. He too follows suit, naked as they day you were born in front of each other. 

In seconds he is upon you, his hardened cock rubbing against your slit, gathering as much slick as he can, his right hand spreading it with his own pearlescent precum around his member, stroking the angry head before he plunges into you. 

He stills, allowing you time to adjust to him before he is gently smoothing your hair off your forehead, placing kisses around your face before meeting your lips. You sigh, nodding as you kiss him back, letting him know you are ready for the onslaught of him. He rolls his hips and you moan, the loudness of your cries spurring him on as he speeds up, moving one leg to his shoulder, allowing him a deepness that has you feeling full. You can’t help but to mark him, claiming him as yours despite this being your first meeting. 

“Fuck...” you curse, and he loves it, wanting to see his sweet girl say filthy things, naughty words pouring from your mouth. 

“Tell me your name,” he says between panting as his climax grows closer. He can feel it in the way his balls are tightening.

“Y/n,” you stutter, and he kisses you deeply before pulling away. 

“Please y/n, call me Yoongi.” 

And you do, screaming it as you clench your tight warm walls around his girth, and he’s following you, leaving what you know will be a blooming love bite on your shoulder as he trembles in your arms, his seed coating your inside, in hopes of creating an heir. 

His cock, still slightly hard continues to fuck his seed deeper into you, overstimulation leading you to whimper, but he doesn’t stop, he is a king after all and he has given you all the concessions he was willing to make to have you under him. He wants you full with his child, and your discomfort from his continued efforts are the least of his worries. 

He finally stills, and pulls out of you, his body curling around yours as he keeps you in his bed, holding you to him. 

“Yoongi.. Tell me why they call you the mad king.”

He sighs, and buries his head into the nape of your neck before he begins speaking in his warm but gravelly voice. 

“When it was my time to take the throne, there were those who sought to dispose of me. I was a mere child, and they didn’t think I was ready...”

[poutyoonki]

speak yourself SEOUL - SEESAW 

[letspurpletogether]

[8:48 pm]

His breath hitches in his throat when you take half his length in your mouth and suck. Your lips molding perfectly around his shaft.

Yoongi notices a little bit of your red lip stick smeared on him and the room gets even hotter. He knows you love watching him squirming as your nails dig on his bare thighs. When one of your hands come between his legs to cup his balls, his eyes roll back.

He can’t help but moan your name.

The warmth of your mouth, your tongue circling the tip, your hand fondling with the rest of him.

And then you suck again.

Your head bobs up and down, you soon quicken your pace, hitting his tip against your inner cheek.

God, it feels heavenly, and Yoongi is sure to let you know. He moans and his right hand finds your hair tangling his fingers in it. It is then when you start to sink down further than before, your tongue lapping at the side of his shaft until you have him whole inside your mouth.

You swallow, slightly gagging around him. His balls start to tighten in your hand.

“Ah, fuck-”, his voice is but a whisper, one octave higher than usual.

He’s too far gone now.

[rightsockjin]

Blowing Bubbles

So I’m writing the “next” part of Bubbles, honestly, it could stand alone but you can read them together or not. I might make it a bit saucy might not, but in story Yoongi is really trying to convince me (the author) to get him some...

here is a little teaser hope you enjoy...

“Than sounds good…” he began to kiss my jaw and neck nipping at the sensitive skin ever so often “but I think there is something else I’d like to have first.” His hand travels up my stomach under the baggy shirt bunching it up right above my chest. The cold air hits my body causing me to shiver.

[joonmon]

Day 2

[writersblock0625]

AAAAAHHHH! READ READ READ READ! I LOVE how we all COLLECTIVELY have the same caring, wise, smirking, YUNKI! It’s the same man in different scenarios & I love that for us🥰🥰🥰🥰 but yes read! YUNKI here is☺️☺️



three tangerines (m) | myg | masterlist

series: three tangerines  pairing: fuckboi!yoongi x reader(f) rating/genre: m (18+) ; brother’s best friend au, implied age gap au ; angst, smut summary: “when yoongi told you he would be there if you needed anything, this isn’t what he had in mind” warnings: stated in each installment. minors dni. mood: moonlight, 28, people - agust d  by readers: inspo | playlist  mlist: created 2022/01/04 status: ongoing 

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Fic List | Daechwita AUs -Yoongi

This is based on an ask sent a few weeks ago. It was also timely because a few days later, BigHit dropped the sword-practice video (anon is channeling their inner minstradamus =))

So here you go, the day the earth stood still and thirst for Yoongi aka Agust D went rampant, resulting to birth of fics in honor of the king 😅🥰. I remember just binge-reading these for days. So thank you dear authors for feeding on our thirst and whipping out these wonderful fics!

Happy Birthday 🎂 to the coolest and the cutest MinYoongi! #TangerineKitty

S - smut | F - fluff | A - angst | 

Note: if link to fic doesn’t work, click on author and go to their masterlist (works even if author changed url)

Beloved @bang-tan-bitches - one shot | 17.4k | Emperor!Yoongi, Yandere, Thriller | Court was just a game of politics after all. And you intended to win  | S   (this is ashasgfad! That ending)

Checkmate @btsaudge - one shot | 1.9k | King!Yoongi, Tyrant King except to Queen!reader | S, kinda F, PWP

Daechwita @bgyulix - drabble series [5/?]  | 4.5k | Dystopian AU, Childhood Friends, Gang AU, Rebel!Yoongi | a series of drabbles about yoongi and his spy, as they try and topple a king | A, F, S (promising concept)

Daechwita @chemicalpink - drabble series  [3/3] | 6k | Assassin!Reader who got caught, Servant!Reader, Emperor!Yoongi, Historical AU | A, S, F 

Daechwita @ironicarmy - one shot | 3.6k | King!yoongi x Queen!reader, royalty AU | S, PWP, F 🔥🥵💦

Daechwita @jinings - series [2/?] | 20k + | servant!yoongi - king!yoongi, princess!reader, period drama, Historical AU | All that Yoongi knows is that King Park must be killed- he just didn’t plan falling in love with his daughter along the way. | A, F, eventual S 

Daechwita @se0kie - one shot | 3.9k | King!Yoongi x Concubine!Reader, Royalty AU, established relationship (?),  with a twist in the end 😉 | S, PWP 

From the Ashes @fortunexkookie - one shot | 7.4k | Historical AU, Royalty AU, Star-crossed Lovers, inspired by the MV, scarred Yoongi | A, F, S (I love that it capitalized on the theories or snippets of info that came out during MV’s release. I remember reading something about royalty x scars) 

Gwanghae Flow @btssavedmylifeblr - one shot | 3k | Historical PWP | The queen receives a forbidden visitor in the middle of the night | S 

Honsool @bangtanlalaland - one shot | 2.3k | emperor!yoongi x gisaeng!reader  | a little F, S, PWP

Kingdom of Joseon @dreamescapeswriting -  one shot | 7.9k | Agust D x Suga, historical AU | F, A

Make Me Proud @moonscriptsx - one shot | 5.6k | this is kind of different because it is about Daechwita the mixtape, established relationship, Idolverse, Idol!Reader | With the release of his second mixtape and her album, the public are eating up the so-called chart rivalry between (Y/N) and Yoongi | S, PWP, F

Mark of Yun-ki @ladyartemesia - one shot | 8.6k | Hybrid AU/ABO, Fantasy AU, Daechwita AU | S, F

Moonlit Throne @hobidreams - drabble series [29/?] | 40k | Historical AU (Joseok era), Royalty AU, inspired by Daechwita MV | S, F, A 

Rise of the Nation’s King @justimajin - two shot [2/2] | 19k | Historical AU, Royalty AU, like the MV there’s King Agust and Yoongi | A, F, S 

Shadow’s Birthright @thebiasrekkers - series [5/?] | 19k | Historical AU (Joseon era), Fantasy AU, Supernatural AU, Magic, romance, tragedy, eventual love triangle (?), King Yoon vs Min Yoongi  | “two princes are born. But a crown cannot be shared” | A, F, S (this is so fascinating) 

Stay @luffles424 - one shot | 3k | Historical AU, Assassin!Reader, PWP | S, F

Step on Me @honsoolie - drabble | 2k | crack, Idol AU, Yoongi’s shooting for Daechwita MV and reader is the extra (the one Agust D needed to step on during the video 🤣) | F 

Tiger Layer @kimtaehyunq - one shot | 3.6k | King Yoongi, Servant!Reader, You are here to serve your king. In any way he pleases, PWP (lol I remember author used “Yoongi’s royal d*ck” and I cannot forget, cannot unsee 🤣)| S, PWP 🔥🥵💦

The King Isn’t Dead @another-army-spot​ - one shot | 17k | historical AU, political AU, royalty au, potential marriage AU | S, F, A

Whispers @btxtreads - drabble series [4/4] | Historical AU, Yunki vs Yoongi (like in the MV), Empress!Reader, Time Travel (?) | F, A 

The King’s Serpent @apotaeose - drabble | 1.6k | King!Yoongi x Mercenary!Reader | A, light S & F

Note: the fics are Daechwita MV-inspired (the mad king vs rebel yoongi) or about the Daechwita mixtape. This doesn’t include other emperor/king yoongi aus

🌷 posted: 2021 March 9 (KST); updated: 2021 March 14 🌷 other lists 🌷 I love to read so feel free to recommend a fic =)

[honey-subs]

im the person that said abt the emperor au yoongs 😳 so like idk im not a writer but what if like y/n was like a badass trained fighter and yoons then saw how y/n had a lot of strength and wanted her to be his empress or sum shit like that, and yunki goes to tell his bodyguards (???) to bring y/n to his palace. and then yunki realised that he saw y/n was like a rlly cool ass bitch and he just feels small n subby once he sees her JSJJD this is a mess lmao, and also you dont have to answer this!

Emperor - Min Yoongi

*they included a part two* (2) more emperor yoon idea cuz im a hoe ✋🏻✋🏻 so like he sees y/n and then decided to give himself to him and brings y/n too his ahem bedroom and then yknow yknow ;)) NDJDJDN im crying laughing im so bad at explaining.

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⤷pairing - yoongi x reader

⤷genre - smut, fluff

⤷summary - min yoongi needed an empress but none of the ones he met suited his interests, until he met you.

⤷warnings - kingdom!au, slight slow burn, fluff, angst, slight somno, hanjobs, teasing, dirty talk, mentions of wet dreams, this is like 90% plot, and 10% smut. enjoy though.

⤷also, this is probably the LONGEST thing i’ve ever written on here, and idk how much i like it. it’s awkward in some spots but enjoy.

⤷i changed it a bit, hope this is okay!

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

(this yoongi but with short black hair)

yoongi always hated being emperor. since he was a child and learned that he would soon take over the kingdom, he resented it. he had no interest in it, but after his father died, he had no choice but to become emperor, and he hated every second of it.

today was like all the other days through the first week in the month. yoongi was forced to sit in his throne, watching a line of hundreds of women came through, wanting to be his empress, some were forced to go as they were available and not with anyone yet, but most truly wanted to be over the entire palace.

all of the girls were the same, timid and shy. they all wore the same thing as well, long, elegant dresses with their finest of jewels and gold on. with a wave of his hand, he sent them off with a flick of his hand, barely even looking at them anymore.

but, there was one girl that happened to catch his eye. he was too busy waving off the other girl, but just as he turned to look at the line of girls again, you came up. he’d never seen anyone in the palace like you before. you were the complete opposite of all the rest of the girls, you weren’t timid or shy, in fact, you seemed confident, and sure of yourself. you also didn’t wear any revealing, long, or elegant dresses. you wore — what most common women would consider to be outlandish— jeans, and a pretty blouse with heels that made sure you were seen.

he put his hand back down upon looking at you, leaning forward to get a better look at you. “what’s your name?” he asked. this shocked everyone else in the throne room. it even shocked the line of girls standing behind you. “y/n, sir.” you told him. he smiled. your voice was loud, it wasn’t soft, it was almost dominating in a way. he liked that. “guards, i pick her.” he voiced, looking at you with a small smile.

you were shocked even yourself. you’d came to the kingdom as a joke, and you’re going to be crowned empress within the day. “y-you’re sure, emperor?” the guards asked, taking small steps towards you. “absolutely positive.” he said. still staring at you.

“everyone else out, i’ve found my empress!” yoongi told the long line of girls. some where in shock, but still walked away never the less. then, once everyone was gone, it was simply you, yoongi, and two of his best guards in the room. “please, make her comfortable in my room? i’ve got a few things to finish first, but i’ll be there in a minute.” he ordered, the guards. one of the guards smiled at you. “follow us, miss.” he told you, leading you out of the throne room and into the wide halls. they took you past the kitchen, dining room, and living room, all the way to his bedroom.

they opened the door for you, and you stepped in, allowing yourself to be amazed. his room was the size of your entire cottage. “we’ll be outside of the door miss, if you need anything. also, you can take your heels off if you’d like, emperor won’t mind.” he says, a small smile playing at his lips.

“thank you, sir.” you told him, taking off the heels. he closed the door behind him, and you immediately looked around the room, looking from corner to corner at the amazingly elegant room. diamond chandeliers we’re on the ceiling, glowing slightly as light illuminated them. the bed was possibly the most beautiful; it was undeniably huge. the bedspread was absolutely gorgeous. you sat onto the bed, sighing softly at how soft it felt. slowly, you sat farther into it, moving so that you were at the top between the plentiful pillows with your legs crossed, taking in everything.

your ears perked as you heard light footsteps. the door opened to reveal the emperor. “are you okay?” he asked once his eyes landed on you. “i’m fine, just taking it all in, emperor.” you told him, scooting over on the bed to make room. for him. “i realize the could be a bit much and overwhelming, so i apologize for that. and please, call me yoongi,” he told you, trying to get you to relax and make you comfortable. “may i ask you a question?” you asked, slowly letting your guard down. “always.” he said.

“why did you pick me?” it was an honest question. you weren’t like any of the other girls there. “because you were different, confident, and sure about yourself.” he shrugged. “everyone else was the same, but you weren’t and that intrigued me.” he explained. you nodded your head. “you’re really nice, yoongi. not at all how everyone paints you.” you told him. he looked down. “thank you, people paint me as mean or ungrateful.” he said. you urged him to continue. “it’s not that i hate it here, i just- if i was going to become emperor, i wanted to do it by myself. not be born into it.” he said.

“i understand that completely.” you empathized. “i’m not mean, i just don’t like to talk a lot and people perceive that as me being mean.” he explained. you nodded, finally understanding. “are you hungry or anything? do you want to do something? or do you want to stay here and talk?” he asked, changing the subject. “i don’t have any clothes here, could i get tailored for some while we talk?” you countered. “sure.” he got out of the bed himself, and helped you out soon after.

the both of you talked some more as you walked down a hallway, the guards following close behind. he led you to a room, and when you walked in, the shelves were wracked with clothes of all sorts and colors. there was a small lady there as well, hanging some of the clothes up on racks. she heard the door open and turned towards us. “hi, sir. how may i help you today?” she asked, bowing. “i assume you’ve heard the news, rose? this is the woman i’ve chosen to become my empress. i need her to be tailored...?” he asked the woman called rose politely. she nodded her head, and pulled you towards the stand.

yoongi let his hands drop as you pulled from his arms. rose began getting measuring tape and pins. without being asked, yoongi turned away, not wanting to make you uncomfortable. you silently thanked him as you allowed rose to undress you and, wrap the measuring tape around your stomach, your chest, and your hips. “is there anything else we could do after this?” you asked to break the silence. “always, we could sit in on the guards practice, it’s usually entertaining.” he chuckled at a memory. “or we could eat or simply watch tv. whatever you’d like.” he said, and you could just about hear the smile in his voice.

“could we sit in on the guards?” you asked, still slightly reserved. “of course.” he affirmed. “alrighty dear! i have your measurements! i’m sure, if i go ahead and get to work, i can have some clothes made for you by tomorrow!” she said with a smile, helping you down from the tiny step. “please, rose, take your time.” you said. “i don’t want to overwork you.” she seemed shocked for a tiny second before hugging you and looking over your shoulder at yoongi. “i like her, she’s a keeper.” she pulls away from you with a warm smile. yoongi smiles back at her, a knowing glint in his eye.

you give rose one last smile before linking arms with yoongi, and walking out of the door. “the armory is down the hall, we can sit in with the guards if you’re still interested.” he offered, allowing you to walk in step with him. you nodded your head, allowing him to lead you down the hall.

yoongi stepped into the armory first, and then you, people immediately smiling when they saw the two of you. the bowed to you politely, and then went back to their training. you and yoongi sat on the side on a small bench, and you watched with excited eyes as they practiced with guns and knives.

yoongi took a moment of you letting your guard down to truly admire you. he liked how your eyes twinkled in excitement whenever a guard got a bullseye, or the way your lips upturned whenever you spotted the guards competing. he admired your features at well, like your lips, your eyes, your pufffy cheeks. he found himself with a smile on his own face as he watched how excited for you.

he wasn’t expecting you to turn to him so quickly, so when you did, he looked away with a blush. “may i try?” you asked, excitement laced in your voice as you practically bounced on the seat. “of course, y/n. this is now your palace as well.” he said, the link blush still on the tips of his ears. you stood up and went towards on of the guards, asking to try yourself.

the guard handed over the knives with a bow, and stood behind you as he watched. taking a deep breath, you stand in center with the target before picking a knife to throw. you build your stance, and, as everyone watched, you threw the knife hitting it perfectly in the center of the target. you smiled, and began throwing the other knives with deadly precision.

you looked around after you were finished, and their jaws dropped — even yoongi’s. amazed, the guard handed you more knives to throw. yoongi began to admire more things about you. the way your hands flexed as you threw the knives, how your muscles and arms flexed even more when you threw them. yoongi felt a blush rise to his ears as he wondered what else you could do with your hands....

he shook his head to rid himself of those thoughts once he saw you coming over. “i didn’t know you were good with knives.” he voiced, nudging you a little. “yeah, it was my occupation before. i was a bounty hunter, so i’m good with knives, guns, bows, and a lot of other tools.” you said with a slight laugh. “it’s nightfall. i hadn’t realized.” he mumbled, “would you like to sleep?” he asked, wanting you to be as comfortable as possible.

“yes, actually. i’m still slightly overwhelmed, so i’m sure some sleep should calm me down.” you said, following his movements as he stood up. you still didn’t know your way around the palace, so you let yoongi lead you. when the both of you made it to the bedroom, you were still in awe at how grand it was.

“i realize you don’t have any sleeping clothes, would you like to sleep in my shirt and a pair of briefs?” he asked, not wanting you to be uncomfortable. “yeah, that’ll be fine until tomorrow.” you tell him, going to get the things from his closet. he goes into the bathroom as you change, going to change into his comfortable clothes himself.

once he comes back, he’s removing the extra pillows from the bed. “tomorrow will be even more overwhelming, so i apologize for that.” he says, peeling back the sheets. “with the crowing, the kingdom meetings, and a lot of other things.” he explains.

you begin to get into the bed with him, facing him as the both of you talked. “everyone will be wanting to know what my next moves are with you as my empress.” he sounded tired already at just the thought of all the activities for tomorrow. “maybe it’ll go by fast, and besides, now it won’t be so boring because i can keep you company.” you attempt to soothe him. he smiles, and you yawn. “sorry.” you apologize. “don’t be sorry. we have a long day ahead of us, get some rest.” he tells you before leaning over to turn off the light. the both of you laid like that for a while, comfortable silence surrounded the both of you. it wasn’t awkward as it probably should’ve been; yoongi made you feel comfortable.

you drifted off to sleep first, cute little snores leaving you mouth. yoongi, however was up, as thoughts of previous events filled his head. he couldn’t stop thinking about the way you handled the knives, how dominant and strong you looked at you did it, how your hands and muscles flexed. he tried to rid himself of those thoughts, but instead went to sleep thinking of you.

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you woke up to the sound of whimpering and whining, an arm around you, and something pressed against your thighs. you blinked your eyes open to see yoongi, rutting pathetically on your thigh. he seemed to still be sleep as he whimpered, and continued to grind.

being your lip, you contemplated in your head. ‘should i do something...?’ you were reluctant as you gently pushed him on his back, looking intently as he continued to sleep. you were about to touch him but stopped all your movement when you heard your name fall from his lips. “y-y/n...” he mumbled again, hips subtly bucking into the air. “he’s thinking of me?” you thought, a smirk crossing your face.

“yoongi..” you say, leaning close to his ear as you trailed a single finger down his arm. his eyes fluttered open, and almost instantly, he began to blush. “i saw you were having a good dream.” you teased, watching as he got even more red. “i’m so, so sorry i-“ he began to apologize. “what were you thinking about that has you like this, baby boy?” you asked, hands roaming further and further down. he continued to stay silent. “you gripped his jaw with your freehand. “i believe, i asked you a question.” you told him. in that moment, he felt so incredibly small as you touched him. “i-i was thinking about you.” he finally admitted.

“thinking of me doing what?” you continued to tease. “t-thinking of you t-touching me.” he said. you let your hands go to his boxers, cupping him through the material, and he groaned. the red blush never left his cheeks as he hid his face. “was i touching you here?” you asked, palming him slowly. “y-yes, fuck-“ he cursed, hips already bucking into your hand. he whimpered, and you felt the front of his boxers become wet with precum.

you pulled down his boxers, and from there his cock stood at attention. it was glistening with precum as more and more dribbled down in small beads. “please?” it was yoongi’s voice as he pleaded for you to do something. deciding not to tease him any farther, you wrap a hand around him, leisurely moving it up and down. the moment your hand touched his cock, he moans so heavenly.

“k-kiss me, please?” he asked, timely, hips moving into your fist. you decide to reward him and give him what he wants, leaning down to attach your lips with his. your lips moved in soft rhythm, there was a fight for dominance, he allowed you to do what you wanted. he moaned and whimpered into your mouth as he got closer. you pulled away, moving kisses from his lips to his neck, immediately sucking hickies into his skin.

“please, y/n. i’m so slose.” his voice was so whiny and pleading. “you can come whenever you want.” you told, him, hand moving faster to bring him to the edge quicker. his cock twitched in your hand, and on,y moments later, he came. “thank you, thank you, thank you.” he mumbled, hips still grinding against your hand, cum getting on the small of his stomach and your upper hands.

you let him ride out his orgasm, and pulled away. yoongi immediately hid his face. you reached over him,and grabbed some tissues to clean the both of you up with. you removed his soiled shirt, and pulled him close to you as he hid his face in your neck.

“what’s wrong?” you asked, soothing his back. “i had a wet dream about you, and you were forced to help me.” his words were muffled, but you understood them. “it’s okay baby, and trust me. i wouldn’t have helped you if i didn’t want to.” you told him. pulling away so he’d look at you. the blush on his cheeks was going down slowly. “you don’t mind me being submissive?” he asked, moving closer to cuddle with you. “of course not. i like the subby side of you.” you admitted,he simply smiled against your skin.

“go to sleep now, yoon, we have 5 hours until our meetings.” you tell him and kiss his forehead. you lean over to turn off the light, and pulled yoongi closer to you as you drifted asleep with him laying comfortably in your arms.

[writersblock0625]

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THE GIFT | MYK X AMBW CHARACTER

THE TRIP | JHS X AMBW READER

HOSEOK’s TOUR | JHS X AMBW CHARACTER

BTS SHORTIE STORIE SMUT

GOODBYE

FACETIME CALL

LATE | JJG X AMBW READER

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The way I COULD NOT put this story down! I HAD to finish it

Intersect (Series) | KNJ

Intersect (Series)

Definition: To meet and cross at a point; To share a common area

Pairing: KNJ x fem!reader (mainly); with appearances by OT7

Rating: M (🔞); NSFW

Genre: Office!AU; enemies to lovers; fluff; angst; smut

Total word count: 70,300K words

Status: Completed ✅

Warnings (more to be written in individual chapter updates): heavy office banter; excessive cussing (I wouldn't be me without this warning); office romance; angst; fluff; pining; unrequited love; smut; alcohol consumption

Summary: You hate him, he hates you. You were both fine staying in your own lanes--until you're forced to work together on a make-or-break project for your company.

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Navigation:

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 |

Part 5.5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 |

Part 9.5 | Part 9.75 | Part 10 Finale + epilogue

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