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hollyhomburg · 3 months

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Before I Leave You (Pt.72)

(Omegaverse au, Mafia au, Bts x Reader)

Summary: you get punished alongside hobi for your indiscretions in public.

Tags: mention of getting arrested, tense situations, implied non-consentual nudity, light angst, d/s, Dom! jin, Breif Daddy! jinnie, Dom! Namjoon, Dom! Jimin, Sub! m/c, Sub! Hobi, Group sex, gangbang, humiliation kink, praise kink, puppy space! hobi, omegaspace! m/c, crawling, Collars, fingering, edging, orgasam denial, orgasam control, overstimulation, painplay, brief cock and ball torture (hobi gets his cock flicked a few times really its very tame), shoe riding, Exhibitionism, Squirting, wrestle-fucking, cum marking, cum swapping, marking kink, mc gets treated like a little cumdump but she's very happy about it, size kink, pussy spanking, breeding benches. Shibari, ropes, dacryphilia, breeding kink, oral! f receiving, hole checks, biting, slight implied sub drop but it's nothing serious.

W/c: 16.8k+

A/n: you know what... this is excessive, i'm not even going to pretend that it's NOT excessive. no smut needs to be this long but! oh well!!

Previous part- Masterlist - First part

“When I saw the car, I thought that they might have been some of those Gang kids from downstate. Obviously, I’m glad to be proven wrong.”

Namjoon has his arms crossed on the front porch, eyes flashing disapprovingly between you and Hobi standing with hunched shoulders and rancid scents between the two officers. Large and threatening, their black uniforms and neat little badges glint in the porch's light. Their guns at their side in their holsters that stay there (thankfully) their handcuffs that glisten like the silver sliver of the moon that hangs above the trees.

Namjoon crosses his arms and stares them down. “They’re usually very well behaved, I truly don’t know what’s gotten into them.”

The deference in Namjoon's voice is forced, but the disappointment isn't.

Don’t they have something better to do than this? Even traffic stops. Jin must be thinking. Hovering behind Namjoon’s shoulder in his striped robe, a sight that you don’t like- because no one besides the pack should get to see Jin in all of his fluffy cheeked and matching pajama glory. It’s not the 18th century and it’s not improper for an omega to be seen in their nesting clothes anymore- but still, the instinct to dart across the porch and hide him sort of from view is not a distant desire.

Hoseok’s hands hover, not reaching out to grab yours, because he's not sure that he's allowed. After being yanked out of the confines of his Lamborghini the hour before. He's right to be hesitant about touching you.

The last hour or so of your life has been a scary one, watching Hobi get yanked out of the car- a taser- not a gun- drawn in his direction. Freezing where you sat, unclothed. A strange man looking down at you- thanking your lucky stars that you'd had enough time to pull your underwear on at least- that you'd still been wearing your sweatshirt. Not entirely nude just partially.

"At least let her get dressed." He'd snapped, guarding their line of sight from him to you. Every instinct in him absolutely turned feral. He's still a little shifty, a little too close to growling and getting you in even more trouble than you already are.

namjoon's eyes are dark but assured. if anyone could talk his way out of a ticket for public indecency- it would be Namjoon. You’re a little non-plussed, less shy than Hobi though you would be about being seen in a state of semi-undress by two strange alphas and Hoseok doesn’t like that. That you’d been silent, that you hadn’t hidden behind him the same way Jin’s doing.

He doesn't know where the Lambo will end up but Hoseok doesn't care, doesn't care at all. It will probably be sent to an impound lot or maybe put up for auction. But a look at Jin's face says that he won't let any of this slide. Jin knows the law. Folds his arms carefully over his chest.

“Our pups are well behaved, thank you for returning them to us.”

A pretty omega is a special kind of good luck- a thing you’d always like to have in your corner if you can help it. The officers are disarmed by your pretty pack omega, Jin does not bat his eyelashes at them but it’s almost like he is because the alpha's scent next to you swells prideful in the tepid night air- like apples, but artificial not like candy but cough syrup.

You almost want to scoff, as if.

Hoseok wants to gnash his teeth. How dare he- projecting his scent here- in front of the den of all places. It's so rude. Hobi is surprised that no one has said anything.

Namjoon's jaw rolls, and you can tell that he wants too.

Alphas after a knotting are a volatile thing. The sound of Hoseok gnashing his teeth joins the white noise of having other people close, of being here. Between two men with guns. You don't like it, your instincts chaffing, screaming in your ear to get away- to get safe, to go to the nest upstairs, even if you would never risk taking the scent of strangers into your most intimate place.

Namjoon’s eyes flash, first to your face and then to the officers. And you know that he knows that you're on the edge of it, that you're one bad word away from bursting into tears. Every bone of his body is ramrod straight, Namjoon is holding himself back.

Not as hard as Hobi is, he’s shaking like a leaf next to you.

The other police officer (the one who has his scent mostly under control and looks younger than you) gulps. Uncomfortable with the level of pungent pheromones that Namjoon is putting out right now. Namjoon's pack alpha scent is stinky and unabated, with stiff liquor and angry sour coffee (you’d rather smell him than the sour apple scent).

All you want to do is close the two feet between the two of you and sink behind him but instead, you’re forced to stay here. A wide- unfamiliar hand on your shoulder keeps you in place.

The fact that the police officers are bold enough to touch you right now tells you everything you need to know about the danger of the situation; touching another alpha's omega is already sort of rude. Touching another omega who's just been knotted in front of two of their alphas and their pack omega? You're surprised Namjoon didn't come out the door swinging.

You're pretty sure you can feel Hobi's cum dripping out of your hole, you have to stand carefully to keep it from leaking out. You squirm uncomfortably. Hoping that no one can smell it.

The silence between the alphas hovers threateningly, and you see Namjoon's nostrils flare.

“Listen- we could easily book them both for public indecency, but it’s not the summer yet, and we understand you have a lot of packmates, Mr. erm-“

“Kim Namjoon, Doctor Kim Namjoon.”

It helps that Namjoon’s still in his suit. Three pieces and dark blue that flatters his skin tone and an early tan that he has because Jungkook had dragged him out for a run on the last warm day you had. He's the picture of perfect tailoring and everything that a pack alpha should be.

He had a meeting with the board of directors today- you remember watching him get ready this morning, coiffing his hair back away from his face. Making sure he looked presentable.

Namjoon had his resignation meeting today- and broke the news to the hospital board that he was looking to retire. Maybe not forever- but at least for the foreseeable future. Maybe…until after the pack had pups even.

He's been talking about more and more recently, even though it's not really up to him. Even though it's not really up to you either- given how your heats have stalled. Jin is the only omega who is willing to entertain those conversations that happen in the late night honey light often when the two of them are brought low and sweet and so in love it takes your breath away a little.

The way the two of them look when it's just them, cuddled on the couch or the dining room table or in the bathroom elbow to elbow. And Namjoon's hands will skim Jin's stomach almost in worry, in warming. Like Namjoon's hopes are too big not to pretend already. Playing with each other's hands and whispering sweet nothings and sweeter promises.

"Do you think they'd have your eyes?" "I don't care, but I hope they have your dimples."

Namjoon will ask to mate Jin any day now, the second any danger fades. You know it as surely as you know that you and Hoseok are going to get matching tattoos the next free day you have to.

But the danger has not faded at all tonight, no, the danger is here on either side of you and Hobi. On your porch. On your front doorstep. sweat bleeds down the back of your neck. You think of the body that's no longer downstairs, and the spackled-over holes in the plaster.

You wish you knew how his meeting went. If it went poorly or not- there is nothing in his expression that gives it away, not the Glasses on the edge of his nose, barely shielding the officers from his glower or his suit still buttoned.

The officers take Namjoon’s glare to heart, probably thinking that namjoon's angry at both you and Hobi and not from the general disdain Namjoon has for police officers.

“When we found out that they were registered to a pack we figured- you understand, of course. We prefer to leave things like this up to pack alphas. We understand the delicacy of these abnormal family structures.”

Namjoon looks at you and tips his chin down slightly, imperceptibly.

You dart across the distance, folding yourself against his shoulder. But Namjoon doesn’t leave you there, pushing you gently behind his shoulder and into Jin's waiting arms. You cling to Jin’s front, side by side with Hobi too who followed Namjoon's wordless command.

He glances back at the officers and starts to growl. Namjoon’s sharp voice cuts off the sound. Louder- to block it out. “Thank you for returning them to me. I’ll handle it. Have a good night.”

Namjoon has a hand on the back of your and Hobi's neck, threatening a scruff if you don't behave, guiding you into the house. And you know that touch sets the police down and satisfied.

A pack alpha like that- I'd rather take a night in a cell you hear them whisper as they turn, heavy booths thudding down the steps. Hoseok pauses, a louder- deeper growl sparking to life in his chest like rolling thunder. How dare they- how dare they judge Namjoon-

Seokjin's arm tightens around Hobi’s waist cutting off the sound.

Jimin is there in the doorway as Namjoon and Jin muscle you through. Staying hidden. Probably because Namjoon and Jin doubted that he could be civil during a time like this. He’s jumping up and down on the balls of his feet, wound up by the presence of the police. The officers flash their lights once and only once as they pull away from your house. Jimin watches as he pulls down the blinds.

The floorboards creek under your feet as you sway. There are only two lights lit on the ground floor. The lamp by the couch and the one by the coffee pot. Both yellow, both honey. And it sends the 5 of you into dulcet chiaroscuro. Namjoon's face is all shadows and honey as his lip lifts in a snarl and he scrubs a hand over his cheeks. trying to get a handle on his instincts before he lashes out.

Your heart thumps hard in your chest as you watch him and he watches you.

You clear your throat, and your voice comes out tight, hissing. "Where's Tae and Yoongi and Jungkookie?" You ask him, anxiety bleeding down the back of your neck. No one answers your question. No one has any reaction and it’s like you haven’t spoken at all.

Namjoon is a man on a mission, pulls you into the center of the room and unzips your sweatshirt and strips it off of you efficiently. Checking for marks on your arms, your throat, the nape of your neck- looking. But he finds no evidence of hurt or impropriety. Not even a fucking hickey.

He drops to his knees to check your stomach- some alpha part of him that can’t avoid the temptation- itching and fighting to get out as he lifts the hem of your shirt. Hands circle your hips, checking for bruises, checking your knees, your hips, and your calves. Checking for anything.

He looks up at you from the floor, hands gripping the back of your knees.

“Did they touch you pup?”

Hobi shifts uneasily from foot to foot. "I was watching her the whole time-"

“No. Alpha-”

Jimin’s eyes flash in the darkness, “thought you were going to punch them hyung.” But even though he teases, Jimin’s scent is still sour, everyone’s is.

“Would have,” Namjoon grits out. It takes a special sort of devotion to make a gentle man violent. But you’ve never been gladder for Namjoon’s gentleness as you are now.

It rushes over you- everything that’s happened; Watching Hobi get yanked from the car by his shoulder and pushed up against the side of the car. Having to pull on your pants in the dark parking lot with a flashlight on you and some man behind it. Watched. Hunted.

A knot builds in your chest, and you don’t cry- you won’t cry but-

Jin’s hands brush your hair away from your face, tucking it behind your shoulders. “You’re gonna be alright pup- it’s alright-“

Your lower lips quivers. “Ask me my color.”

Namjoon is still on his knees below you and jolts at hearing your words. Jaw rolling as he looks up at you and chews through them. Both Jimin and Hobi's faces jerk in your direction, eyes wide. Nervous. jin's eyelashes just flutter, a purr building in his chest. soothing your fried and anxious scent.

“Ask me Jin- please-” Your voice cracks, wobbles.

Jin’s tentative, and behind him you see Jimin's gaze anxiously darting between the pack alpha and omega.

But you're trembling there, so unmoored, and all you want is someone to tell you how to feel, what to do, what to say, and how to sit. Everything. You want someone to decide what you need for you, to make your choices for you.

Jin eyes you, flickering down to your heaving chest as he pets gently over your collarbones with the back of his hand. Shushing you while he thinks. Is this what you’re asking for- what you need? Do you really need a scene from them right now? Do you really want to submit after something like that?

Yes, in any way you’ll let me. I just need to stop thinking about what just happened. I don’t want to. Please don’t make me tell you. Don’t make me relive it. I just want to forget. Can you make me stop thinking? Can you fuck it out of me?

Jin's thumb hovers on your lower lip, like he needs to feel as well as hear you say it. “What’s your color pup?”

“Green” your voice breaks, and Jin pauses. he looks at you for a singular long moment and then down at Namjoon.

Namjoon’s hands run down the front of your thighs once more to your knees and then back up again before he pops back up onto his feet. Towering over you and turning your hands over and over again in his. The marks that crisscross your palms look pink and threatening. But Namjoon knows that they haven’t bothered you in weeks.

Namjoon moves from you to Hobi, going not for his hands but to the hem of his shirt. Stripping it off of him, Hobi puts his arms up for him, obedient. His hair fluffy when he comes out the other side.

Namjoon presses the shirt to his nose and although it’s dry from your slick and squirt now- you blush, aware of what he must be able to scent on it. Of what Namjoon must be able to scent on both of you. The evidence of your indiscretion and the misery that followed

The pack alpha’s coffee scent spikes wildly, thick and musky- dizzying, making you teeter to the point where Jimin rests a hand on your elbow to steady you.

Hobi's arms rise with goosebumps as Namjoon palms him blatantly between his legs. Feeling for his cock, feeling for a still inflated knot. finding it sweet and heavy and lonely between his thighs. Hobi’s lower lash line is wet but his whole body jerks into Namjoon's hand as he gasps. But he stays mostly still at Namjoon's inspection.

“Green,” he says before Namjoon even has to open his mouth.

"Such a good pup, saying it before he's even asked. how eager, how needy." Jin praises, still petting over your collarbones, eyeing your throat with a keen light in his eyes that you haven't seen in months. Namjoon seems to have the same idea. Stares hobi down before jerking his head and looking at Jimin, standing at the ready, eager to be of use.

"Go get their collars. Please Minnie." It's the only time Namjoon will ask so nicely for something tonight. Hobi lets out a belated whine that cuts off at Namjoon's look, "settle." Namjoons shoulders straighten and he's still holding Hobi's cock, staring into his eyes until Hobi bears his throat with another noise, a pupish whine.

You don't know if you've ever heard Hobi sound like that. You wonder if you sound like that- when you're under Namjoon's thumb. There is nothing in his face left of the boy who teased you until you were shaking a few short hours ago. But somehow you still can't tear your eyes away from them.

Maybe Hobi needs this just as much as you do, which is why he's letting it happen.

Namjoon is so big compared to Hobi, at least a head taller and so much wider. He's such a big alpha. Hobi knows it too- He grits his teeth. Bares them at the pack alpha in challenge. An invitation if you’ve ever seen one, Namjoon just scoffs at the show of aggression.

"If you do not settle puppy, Alpha will make you and you will not like it."

Hoseok just growls again, louder.

They stand off like that, Namjoon’s jaw rolls and You stand there, mindful not to move, as Jin shuts the blinds and Namjoon lets go of Hobi roughly and then takes off his dark blue suit jacket, folding it gently over the back of the couch. Every movement is smooth and measured. He might be the angriest you've ever seen him, but Namjoon is still taking pains not to spook you.

Namjoon moves in your direction and Hobi growls. A real growl this time a warning.

Namjoon just looks at him and grins, bearing his teeth, a little feral. "Alright- if that's how you want to play it pup then so be it. You need to remember who you belong to- who you both belong to."

Namjoon undoes his cufflinks, letting them fall to the floor with a metallic pop. His eyes are dark and hot on you. "To answer your question pup- a certain photo made Jungkook too riled up to wait. They're taking care of him upstairs. He wanted to make sure the nest was warm for you- said you’d need it with how angry we were."

You swallow, silent for a moment- turning to Jimin, reappearing in the doorway, "you didn't-"

Jimin shakes his head, blonde hair flopping eyes dark. He's got both your collars in his hands. They look a bit more delicate than you remember. Hoseok's red and yours pink. "Wanted to make sure you were both alright."

You swallow and turn back to Namjoon. It's a real struggle not to burst into tears. "Tae asked me to wait up with you, to help-" he cuts himself off with a look at namjoons face.

you swallow through a thick lump in your throat.

As the pack's subs- it's harder for them to let you and Hobi play on your own without worrying and checking. On a good day this would have resulted in something similar, less rough- but something similar. And today has not been a good day- not by a long shot.

It’s no secret that both of you need a guiding hand. A guiding hand that you both haven't gotten or had in the last few months but one that you’ve needed. Submissive and packmate neglect isn't something that Namjoon takes lightly.

Namjoon’s hand directs your chin up so that you have to look him in the eyes.

“Riling us up is all fun and good- but I do trust you to be safe pup- not only with yourselves- but with us too.” You can hardly keep Namjoon’s gaze with the disappointment evident in his voice, the shame in your chest simmering. Not because he’s wrong and you don’t deserve this scolding, but because you know he’s very very right.

His voice rises in pitch, his anger sparking from flares to a controlled burn. “involving the police when things have finally calmed down- to do something that stupid out of your need for some teenage rebellion. Do you know what might happen? What might happen to all of us if someone finds out-"

Namjoon doesn’t raise his voice, never. Not in anger and not in anguish but he gets close now. Voice rising both in pitch and tone. Cutting himself off before he truly shouts at you.

He strokes down your cheek lovingly, gently after he gets a handle on his tone.

“I know you are not dumb; I know you’re not stupid- but maybe I’ve been underestimating the amount of guidance you both need.” Namjoon pets your cheek with a finger, gentle. a little incredulous, like he seriously can't believe it, like he doesn't know- "What the fuck were you thinking?"

"Hobi and I- we were just- we just wanted to have fun-"

"You could have done it in the fucking house-" Namjoon bites out.

"No, no I couldn't have." You are stubborn for once, unflinching. It's times like this that you’re always the most honest. When you’re so brought down that you have no choice but to be.

Your voice rises, even though you don’t want it to.

"This place is so stuffy with guilt these days that I can't even breathe Namjoon, I can't breathe without wondering who is mad at me and for what- Yoongi-" You slip, looking down and away, looking at Hobi who looks like he might cry too. "I can't- I can't come to you with this because you're still angry at me- I know you're still angry at me-"

Namjoon is too stricken to speak, too stricken to do much more than clutch at you.

"Asking for a punishment is easier, asking for a punishment is easier because at least I know you won't give me something that you don't want-"

You know better than most that respecting people's boundaries means you won't always get what you need. And to have Namjoon disregard that when you know that he values boundaries as much as you do-

You won't be like them. Like Moonbyul or Geumjae or any past lovers that might have traipsed over boundaries and justified it by calling it a need. You won't have Namjoon disregard that either. To call what you and Hobi did a mistake and a 'should have' when it's so much more than that.

It's Hobi who speaks, imploringly "Alpha."

Namjoon turns to Hobi, “You are one of my alpha’s," he turns back to you "My omega, you are mine.” Namjoon’s voice goes honey-soft when he says it, and a flush rises high on Hobi’s cheeks.

“My anger is not something I want to matter as much as your needs. I want you to feel that I love you- always. And this is how I show it, if you felt you couldn't come to me just because-" Namjoon's voice is thick with emotion and he closes his eyes, stealing himself Namjoon's teeth dig into his lower lip, glancing back at Hobi.

"I expect you to know when to stop and when keep going. If you do not understand the line between agency and safety, the line between my anger and my love for you, I will need to show you again.”

There is red leather in Jin's hands, shiny in the darkness. He’s got yours as well- small and pink and delicate looking next to Hobi’s classic collar. You’ve almost forgotten what it’s looked like- it’s been so long since the pack has used it on you. Jin does not move to fasten it around Hobi’s neck yet. Just perches on the arm of the couch.

“Color?” He asks again, because he can’t not double-check after an outburst like that. Your bell tinkles in his hands as he turns it over. You almost flinch at the sound of it, almost.

Hobi’s a little breathless, chest heaving, instincts clearly running wild. “Green”

it takes you a second longer. They wait, Jimin strokes a hand down your back, gently. “Green.” It’s small and it’s soft, but you give it. You’d say no if you didn’t want it.

Your body is shaking- you feel so unmoored, so unsettled. Namjoon is angry at you and it doesn't matter. He says it doesn't and you should believe him. Still- you’re willing to do anything to get him close, to be forgiven.

"What do you need?" namjoon asks you it without pre-amble, without expectation.

"I don't want to think anymore, I don't want to be afraid, can you" you hesitate, "Can you fuck it out of me?"

Namjoon spends another second watching you, waiting. But then he plunges on ahead. Letting the full weight of his scent ripple out, heavenly and thick. Intoxicating.

"Kneel. Now. Both of you."

Your legs go weak and you plummet without your say-so. Jimin is close at your elbow, catching you as soon as you fall, guiding you softly to the floor so you don’t hurt your knees. Huffing a quiet laugh. Your face remains upturned in Namjoon's direction. Unable to look away.

From the corner of your eye, you see Jin stride over to you and Hobi. where you kneel side by side. His usually comforting omega pheromones are rancid. He cups your cheeks, turning you away from Namjoon to look at him.

He dangles the collar in front of you teasingly.

"You both have to earn your collars today- Both of you- on the couch" You aim to get up on your feed but Jin keeps you down with a soft hand on the top of your head. "No, you'll crawl."

humiliation makes your breath hitch, but you you jerk forward, shuffling across the floor until Jin stops you yet again with a quiet laugh. "Not yet puppy, wait- stay-"

You can't possibly know that crawling is something that the others often make Hobi do in puppy space. He is no stranger to this. But you do recognize the wild glassiness as something else other than subspace when you look over at him tentatively, hoping that he's not looking at you, hoping that he's following their commands just like you are. It's substantially less embarrassing with him by your side.

Huh, you like this. You like kneeling with Hobi, it makes you feel fuzzy, it makes you feel safe- in a way that subbing alone or subbing with just Jungkook hadn't- maybe.

Maybe it's because Hobi is an alpha.

"Stay." Jin commands, a hand up, and you feel like your whole body is on fire as the three of them, Jin, Namjoon, and Jimin, go to sit on the couch, taking their time while you both kneel. A loud keening noise punctures the quiet as you watch them walk away from you, and it takes you a breath to realize it came from your own throat.

“Stay, good puppies.”

The bubble in your throat bursts and you let out a held breath. Shaky.

Namjoon's thighs splay to show his generous hardness tenting in his slacks, Jin sits daintier, one leg crossed over the other and his robe re-tucked. Jimin shifts uneasily, hands on his knees, eyes darting from you to Namjoon who stares you down.

You watch delicately, as Jin laces his hand with Namjoon's, smoothing the other up and down Jimin's thigh. The other alpha's hardness isn't so obvious. But the scent of Jinnie's slick joins your own looping through the air like the scent of fresh baked goods on a hot summer's day. Sweet and enticing.

All you have to do is not move until Hobi does.

You keen again, and it goes unacknowledged again. Hobi's knuckles brush against the floor hard as he shifts his weight. The pack alpha and pack omega hold their breath.

"Okay, now."

Hoseok goes quicker than you do, you're a little slow, a little sluggish, a little dumb under the weight of whatever Namjoon's pheromones are doing to you. Your cheeks feel like they're on fire and your gaze is downturned as you crawl to them. The humiliation of it bleeding down your chest and back as you fail to meet their gaze as you go. Stopping only when you're in between Namjoon and Jin's feet. Hobi's thigh pressed against yours.

You watch as Jin fastens the red collar around Hobi's neck. The gold metal dog bone-shaped charm on the end rests against the hollow of his throat is so pretty. When he looks up at Jin, there is nothing but utter devotion in his eyes, it's so beautiful it makes you a little breathless.

As you watch the words on the charm catch the light, 'good boy' it reads.

"Good girl." Your gaze is drawn back to Namjoon and you feel your own collar fastened around the back of your neck. Jimin’s hands making quick work of the buckle. Not the pack alpha, although he does tug at the bell at the front, making it jingle. Removing it after a second.

Too much excess noise- maybe for those upstairs. Namjoon has no idea if they’ve finished yet but it’s late enough for them to be asleep.

Jin tugs at your collar, one hand looped through yours, the other Hobi’s. Hobi goes where Jin pulls him, as easy as breathing. You’re a little more stumbly, setting a hand on his knee to stop yourself from face-planting into it (you wouldn’t have hit it hard, you’re just very wobbly right now).

Jin lets you catch your breath (you’re panting a little too heavy already and they haven’t even begun) before pulling you cheek-to-cheek with Hobi. Jin does it for seemingly no reason, pulling you this way and that just to see if you'll follow until you're cheek to cheek with him. Until you can feel more than see hobi's grin.

It feels a bit like an owner showing their pet what they did wrong. A little humiliating where it not for the way Hobi squeezes your hip reassuringly. Jin's fingers toy with the back of your collar before threading through your hair, the other in Hobi's, scratching his scalp hard. Hobi tips his head back into the touch.

Your eyelashes flutter- head pets do feel really really good-

Jin's long fingers go tight in your hair, and he starts to tug you back to Hobi again. "Give her a kiss puppy, as a thank you for asking for a scene so sweetly. Show her how good puppies give kisses."

Your eyelashes flutter, and you barely catch the deep red flush on Hobi's cheeks- that matches the collar around his throat- before he follows Jin's command.

It's different than the kisses you shared in the car- so much more involved. Hobi's jaw works and his tongue- the way he laps into your mouth- licks blindly and sloppy, is messy- but it's good- the tip of your tongue teases his sharp canines and he tastes musky and satisfied, the fear and anger edging away bit by bit.

He bites your lower lip, smarting. Painful enough that you gasp and lean further into him. You like it when he bites, maybe a little too much- the shock- the zinging pain of being marked, the ache that stays there and lets you know you'll wear his bruises later.

Jin pulls him back with a savage jerk. "No biting, bad puppy." but Hoseok is grinning, eyes a little hazy, and you know you must be his mirror, reaching, reaching to touch.

Jin laughs softly as he shakes you slightly once for good measure, keeping you at arm's length from the very alpha that earned you this punishment. Shaking you gently. Before he lets you go, letting you sag against Namjoon's thigh and into his hands, the pack alpha shushes you, murmurs out a ‘good pup’ that makes you feel like you’re melting, scratching gently down your shoulders, between the straps of your tank top.

Jin’s eyes are flinty in the darkness. Dom space has never looked quite so brutal, quite so beautiful either. Jin sets his elbows on his knees and stares down at you until you whimper and look away. Hiding your face in Namjoon’s thigh.

"Minnie, take the pups out of their clothes. Just her pants, I think the pup needs a little cover." You gulp.

He's right, goosebumps form up and down your arms. You're not sure how Jimin gets you out of them- picking you up by the loops in your pants and draping you filthy and quick over Namjoon's thigh (an impressive feat of strength) yanking them off with a laugh as you kick your legs a little- just so that Jin can grab them to keep them still, just so that Hobi can put his teeth against your thigh to make you stay.

"No puppy- bad- i said no biting." Your panties are just as wet and filthy with cum and slick as they were in the car nearly an hour ago. Your cunt flutters around nothing at a bit of rough treatment. Forcing more of the mess out. Seeping. Turning the fabric dark with a mix of slick and cum and squirt.

Jimin pries them apart to point it out to namjoon and jin and your hand goes tight on the pack alphas waist. glad that they can't see your face as they praise you. How you whimper and grow teary eyed a the humiliation of being put on display.

"Wow Hobi- how many times did you even make her cum?"

"Yeah she's like- totally ruined." They snap the band meanly- but they leave them on. Someone spankings you just once, brief, gentle- you hardly feel the sting. Before they place you gently back on the floor- this time properly between Namjoon's legs.

But it’s not really rough- it’s delicate. The way that Namjoon and Jin tug at your collar. The dark cushion that Namjoon sets down for your knees. Hobi doesn’t get a cushion and it takes you a second to figure out why.

He won’t be kneeling for long.

You might like it a little too much, having them manhandle you. Keeping you there on the floor below them- below the hum of conversation, not excluded but not expected to participate. Reassuringly just at the edge of their touch. Namjoon's fingers stay tucked into your collar, just at your scent gland, rubbing into it reassuringly.

Jimin is a good alpha and disrobes Hobi with just as much fussing.

Letting the other alpha growl and fight back until Jimin has to put real effort into pining Hobi to the floor. Ripping off his boxers with a clean jerk and a loud tearing sound. Laughing all the while- clearly enjoying himself as Hobi’s growls become needy whines and the knee between his leg grinds down.

His cock flicks and jerks as Jimin holds him there. His nose is pressed to the ground until he stops fighting back. Arms and shoulders flexing with definition. Determination flagging.

-Omegas watching have to show omega- have to show- but- but Minnie's too strong- it feels too good to let him set his teeth on Hobi's neck. To go limp at the attention. Jiminie is just- he's-

Hobi is spinning, dazed. Too dazed to notice your staring, the fresh pulse of slick in the air as you watch him. Peaking over Namjoon's thigh nervously to watch the scuffle. It feels too good to submit. To let go of the rioting animal thing in his chest and just give in.

You'd be nervous if Jimin's touch didn't go soft, didn't go sweet as he pets up and down Hobi's cheek. "There you go puppy- just needed to know alpha's here, right?"

Hobi trembles as he leans into Jimin's hands. He's still shaking when Jimin puts him gently back in between Jin's parted thighs.

It's only with Hobi completely bare that Jimin settles back against the couch. legs parted wide, cock so obviously hard between his legs tenting his black pajama pants. It's hard to miss it.

Hard and aching. You wonder if it hurts to be so turned on- to poke out like that.

You blink, first looking from Hobi, where he sits more docile and even more dazed looking than before to Namjoon above you, watching with a satisfied glint in his eyes. And you realize he was poised to step in if Jimin failed to settle him. He let Jimin take the job of settling. Let him- because he likes it.

Namjoon catches you watching, stroking down your neck in question. "I didn't realize the wrestling was like- a sex thing," You mutter, soft.

"It's not always," Jimin says, at the same time Jin snorts and says "Of course it was a sex thing."

Hobi’s a little dazed, not responding to your words and it takes a glance for you to realize that oh- he’s somewhere else. His eyes are wide and upturned, glassy as he looks at Jin. He looks at Jin the same way that Jimin looks at Tae when she’s not looking. Utter devotion and more.

Hobi's good. He keeps his hands between his parted thighs at Jin’s feet. Not touching his cock, hard and arching up towards his stomach. All but shaking his ass to mime a wagging tail (you wonder if he's got one somewhere in the boxes in the other room). When Jin touches his cheek, Hobi whines and laps at his fingers.

“Good puppy” Namjoon croons from above you, eyes sharp on Hobi, glancing at you when he catches you watching. “Such a good example”

After a second. You put your own hands between your parted thighs and push up on them. Mimicking his posture and arching your spine. looking back up at Namjoon for approval.

"Good pup, just like that."

Jin continues to pet Hobi, up and down the side of his face, scratching the top of his head. And Hobi continues to push into his hands. Eyes fluttering closed. The touches indulgent and certainly a reward.

Jin’s supposed to be angry; he’s supposed to be punishing you- but sue him- Seokjin has missed his puppy, his good boy. He’s going to take every opportunity for some much-needed daddy/dog time.

"Now, do you want to tell me what made you fuck like a mutt during a rut in a car where anyone could see you? Or do I have to spank it out of you?"

"We just- I- we went to the store and-"

Hobi whines loudly cutting you off, Jimin is massaging at his scent gland, leaning low to teethe at it while Jin pets through his hair. Hands skimming down, over his chest and then the skinny almost abs that Hobi's always had.

You know that Jin has his hands on his cock when Hobi seizes up. Eyes fluttering in relief. Lips parting, tongue pressing between his lips but not lolling out quite yet.

He pumps Hobi hard, once, twice. And Namjoon lets you watch. Peeking over his thigh, chin perched there, stroking down your cheek. He lets you watch Hobi jerk when Jin takes a hand off of him. Letting out a half gasp and half whimper.

The pack omega changes his mind, looking down at the bit of pre-cum on his fingers. Almost purring. Purring because even after having you twice, Hobi is still weak for his pack omega.

You squirm, rubbing your legs together, and Namjoon tuts, nudging your thighs apart with one of his shiny leather dress shoes. "No pup."

"Actually, I don't think we should spank them, I think that would be too much of a treat." Jimin taunts.

"I agree," Jin says, petting through Hobi’s hair, tugging it this way and that roughly.

Jin notices your confused expression, and he tips your chin up to his. "If you're going to fuck and tease like a mutt without thought then we're going to treat you like one puppy. Only good pups get treats."

Hoseok whines, so far down that he can't verbally respond, you stutter, trying to form words. More cognizant but still stumbling, struggling to meet Namjoon's eyes when you look up at him.

It's easier to stare elsewhere, not over at Jimin, who has one hand between his own legs and the other loosely wrapped around Jin's waist, chin resting on the omega's shoulder, fingers toying with the closure of his robe and the smooth planes of his chest revealed by the plunging neckline. That delicate clavicle that you are only too accustomed to- that you are only too hungry for in omegaspace.

It might take one last push to get you there. But Namjoon and Jin have always been fans of getting you down gently. Not plummeting.

“Tell Alpha,” Namjoon asks, directing your gaze back to him. Your cheeks cradled in both of his wide palms. You’re dimly aware of Seokjin ushering Hobi up onto the couch, but you stay right where you are.

Namjoon’s legs part wider, and you rest your cheek on his thigh, looking up at him. Even though he’s glowering down at you, you’ve never felt safer- here at the pack alpha's feet, within the careful circle of his long legs. Really- your alphas are all a force of nature, all so big and tall and strong. The kind of strength that makes you want to bear your throat and let them do with you what they want.

Those cops out there didn’t stand a chance. If this was the olden days, Namjoon wouldn’t have hesitated to get violent on your behalf.

He smells so good- you can feel and taste it on your teeth.

"No no no- no biting. Pup-" Namjoon catches you, his voice shifting from angry to exasperated. You don't know how you didn't realize that you'd subconsciously started to go and bite his thigh. Stopped at the last second by his hands, your teeth skimming the smooth silk taper.

It's not your fault, Namjoon is very nibbleable.

Jimin laughs, and even Namjoon can't resist cracking a smile- "just let her have a nibble Namjoon-"

“Tell Alpha what you did in the car.” Hobi whines loudly, and you know that words are hard for him. That it’s hard for him to talk when his mind is scrambled like this.

“Hoseok-“

“Puppy” Namjoon corrects.

“Puppy he- we just-“ You stutter, lost for words, and Namjoon waits for a breath longer before he leans forward. Reaching wordlessly between your legs. Your panties are still on, clinging to the dampness there. Namjoon sets his fingers over you and doesn't move them. You whine. He has to reach so far down that he's practically nose-to-nose with you.

“Do you want me to tell you what I think happened pup?”

You nod, your nose brushes his cheek, and he pets softly between your legs. You’re so sensitive that you can’t help but gasp a little. “I think you let the puppy put his little cock and knot in this sweet hole right here. I think you let him mount you where anyone could see. I think he gave it to you good and sweet because you’re both normally very good and very sweet and I think it made him very very happy to tease alpha like this.”

You know that Hoseok isn't really small- at least not by alpha standards. But compared to Namjoon, to the length that's all but vulgar in the way it's swelled in his slacks, the thin silk that clings to it- compared to that- Hoseok is quite small.

You shake your head, and Namjoon raises an eyebrow. “Oh? Did it happen differently? Did you make him beg for your cute little hole?”

“You- you said that he gave it- but he didn’t-“ Namjoon raises an eyebrow, stroking gently down the side of your face. “I was on top.”

Namjoon looks so fast at Hobi perched in Jin's lap he thinks it might as well have given him whiplash. Jimin’s hand in Hobi’s hair pulls tight, tilting his neck back so that Jin can nuzzle mindlessly into his scent gland. All while his hands drift up and down Hobi's hips, avoiding the one hot and hard place between his thighs, although Hoseok's cock twitches every time Jin's hands wander even the least bit close.

Everyone is quiet for a moment.

And then Jin flicks Hobi's cock, gently. But Hobi still jerks near violent. Like an alpha possessed. Unable to control the way his body contorts. His gasp loud, pained, but his cock doesn't flag at all- if anything- it only looks like he grows harder.

Jin does it again just to watch him sqirm and flinch. "Bratty little pup- making her do all the work. I thought my good little puppy alpha knew how to be a good packmate, or do you need another lesson? does alpha need to show you how to knot?"

Your hips twitch and the motion isn't missed, Namjoon looks back at you finally- “Oh? Do you want to show Alpha how you rode the puppy’s cock?” You stutter- confused at what he means, until Namjoon keeps his hand on your shoulder and tips up the edge of his dress shoe and taps the inside of your thigh.

"Go on pup, show me how you rode him. You haven't earned a real cock yet so you'll have to make due."

At this angle, you can grip his knee to your chest, can hug Namjoon's calf, and pull yourself up on your knees the same way you did in the car. You short circuit- and you don’t know how to continue until Namjoon pulls you closer by your shoulders, half bent over, so that your front sits against his leg, hot and thick and powerful.

Only then does he sit back and reach for the button of his slacks, popping it open. “Go on pup, you were so eager to show us earlier- don't get shy on me now"

You start, moving your hips in simple little circles at first. Shy. looking up at him for approval that you're doing it right. Namjoon tugs at your collar, guiding you until you find your rhythm with a deep pleased growl.

It feels strange to do it, especially with all of them watching you. As you set your pussy over Namjoon's shoe and start to move. It's good- even if it's humiliating, all of this talk and manhandling has left you sticky and sensitive.

“Wait,” Jin says, reaching down, craning to get his hand between your thighs, slipping under your panties and pulling back with wet glistening fingers.

It's not only slick but a bit of Hobi's cum too. Jin tuts, spreading his fingers. Showing Namjoon and Jimin the translucent and cloudy in places threads that connect the wetness on his fingers. You shudder as you watch Jimin lick his lips, and feel Namjoon vibrate with a growl.

"Don't even try it Minnie-"

Jimin pouts, plush lips catching the light, "Wasn't going to-"

Hoseok just growls. Namjoon taps your chin and you go back to getting off on his thigh, trying to hide your little gasps every time you get the drag right. You don't pay attention to the alphas, you just look at Jin and his fingers- watching and waiting to see what he'll do with them.

Jin continues on like he doesn't have 3 alphas bickering over his slick-coated fingers. "I don't think you'll have any more cum left for me puppy, might have to milk it out of you." Jin nearly purrs as he looks over to where you're currently making a mess of Namjoon's shoes, all wet and slick. Rubbing your cunt all over him without a care in the world.

"What a needy little omega I've got- taking all of it and leaving none for Jinnie."

"Didn't mean to didn't-" Namjoon's fingers pinch your cheeks until your words go muffled. All mean and almost laughing at you for it. You might cry with how wound up you felt.

"No fibbing my little pup- we both know you probably loved it when puppy made you wet and messy. You both had to show us."

Hobi's whimpers and squirming starts up again a new. You let out a soft whimper as Hobi strains and Jimin holds him, both his hands held behind his back, on his knees still so that Jin can have unrestricted access to his cock. He's squirmier than you. Teeth bared, still fighting.

Jin’s hand must feel very very good because no sooner is the pack omega putting his slick hand to Hobi’s cock than is he squirming harder than ever. Fighting to get closer, fighting for more.

Jin’s hands move up and down Hobi’s cock, as he eyes his gnashing teeth. Taking none of it- not the growls or the snarls or the whimpers to heart, just leaning his cheek on his clean hand while his other goes up and down over Hobi's cock. Your slick makes the glide smooth and easy as he fucks up and down slowly, stopping occasionally to rub under the head until Hoseok is panting until his hips can’t up and-

Jin takes his hands off with a flick of his wrist, almost animated, and Hobi jerks violently as his orgasm slips away.

You whine too, and Namjoon makes a questioning hum in his voice. 'Wanna see puppy get all messy, wanna see him make Jinnie hands all messy too- Jinnie has pretty hands don't you think so alpha? Pretty pretty Jinnie Jinnie- pretty."

Namjoon laughs, and lovingly strokes down your cheek. You blink away the words, babbling when you're unaware that you are is one of the cutest ways that your omega space presents. Namjoon doesn't think he'll ever tire of how honest you get when you start to go into omegaspace. The way your thoughts just come out all at once.

The tips of Jin's ears are red, and Jimin nuzzles into them. Jin's hand goes extra extra mean on Hobi the drag tight and wet and so good it makes him want to cry when Jin takes his hands away again. Namjoon eggs you on.

"There's my pretty little pup. I know you want to see our beautiful pack omega- but punishments are punishments for a reason pup. You both have to earn it." Jin flushes at Namjoon calling him beautiful but you almost don’t catch it, too busy rubbing one out on Namjoon's shoe and nodding. Agreeing with what Alpha says because your alpha is very very smart and very very trustworthy.

Your chest is tight, and you're breathing heavy until Namjoon guides you to rest your cheek against his thigh oh so close to his cock. to where his hand moves. Your breath goes easy and sweet, soothed. A tight knot in your chest all but unraveled. Your rhythmic movements as you grind against his pant leg and shoe background noise to your frizzled mind. Namjoon's got you- you don't need to think about whether or not it's time to cum because he will tell you when you can.

Just like Jinnie's doing with Hobi right now.

Jin stares at his pinking-up cock with that disapproving lilt to his eyes, all mean in the way that makes parts of you all melty. He waits for Hoseok's panting to go gentle before he starts up again. Just as slow and just as meticulously.

He goes like that, edging Hobi, bringing him just there, just a little more but always stops when Hobi’s tummy twitches and he grits his teeth. Jin can read his tells well- the wide panic in his face of an orgasm that comes on too strong, too fast, too quick.

Hobi's cock goes pink and then red after a few minutes. His taught muscles hard and shaking with the strength of his denied pleasure. Jin edges him again and Hobi's cock twitches, knot trying but failing to inflate on its own. Arms straining against Jimin's hold. Still fighting.

Jin won't let him cum until he gives up and goes pliant.

"No Hobi- a few more pup- and then you'll be forgiven." Hoseok is a good sub, you never would have known it, but he doesn't squirm after the first few- surrendering himself to Jin's touch and Jimin's quiet hold. You keep moving your hips under Namjoon's quiet guidance, your cheek resting on his thigh to watch, his own hand moving against his cock. Hard peeking out from the waistband of his slacks. Watching as Hobi gets more and more desperate.

It’s pretty- the way he jerks and moves- like the pleasure has a mind of his own. Sweat drips down his midline, and Jimin's fingers keep Hoseok restrained. Although you sense that's more just so Hobi feels him.

“Don’t cum without alpha’s say so puppy.”

Namjoon's thigh is warm under your cheek, “Yes alpha.”

His hands are in your hair, gentle. Holding you close and keeping you pressed against his thigh. “Are you close pup?”

“A little,” you admit. You're not really- but it does feel good enough that you know you could cum, if they left you to this for a few more minutes- if Namjoon praised you a little bit. You're hungry for it.

Namjoon growls, satisfied. “Go slower then, lean back so I can see. Show alpha how good you are."

You lean back on your hands and Namjoon watches, grinning. The flush on your cheeks is something he touches, something he pinches, while he works his cock and you ride. Namjoon eats up your small sighs and quiet hiccups of pleasure.

“Such pretty pups I have, such pretty little pups,” he croons, almost more to himself than to you. After watching a little He pulls you back to rest closer, more firmly between your thighs. “Just stay here and watch Jinnie take Hobi apart, will only take a few more minutes pup- can you keep from cumming until then?”

“Yes alpha, won’t cum, promise.”

“Good pup.”

Hobi’s trembling gets harder and harder with every edge. He must be nearing half a dozen by now. It gets even worse when Jimin snakes his hands around to the front and starts toying with his chest. It must be an alpha thing, because you're pretty sure he wouldn't have the same reaction if you tried it. Jimin flicks Hobi's small nipples, and his cock twitches, dripping fresh pre-cum that Jin rubs into his skin. So wet and slick it makes a sound.

He gives him a breather, but isn't much of a breather at all when his touch treads down, examining all of Hobi- every inch. Beyond a neatly trimmed touch of hair that you know must be Jin's handy work- he keeps all the alphas very well groomed- Tae and Namjoon shave- but Hobi and jimin keep themselves just nicely trimmed. Pretty.

"Did you leave any for your pack omega Hobi, or did you give it all to her little cunt? Did it feel good? Pup is so warm and wet all the time- I bet she made a mess first."

You whimper, and Namjoon hooks a thumb into your mouth to press the pad of his finger against your tongue, just keeping his fingers there. And you part your lips wider. His own fist still moving up and down around the head of his cock. So wide that even Namjoon’s big hands can hardly go around it.

You wonder if the slide is too dry- you could make it wet for him, the same way you did with Hobi. You suck, soothing the wild want in your chest.

Hobi's mouth finally cooperates, finally sorts through the mess of good puppy, good boy, have to be a good boy, as he jerks away from what surely would have been a painfully needed orgasm.

"Yes! I did, I just-" Jin flicks the head of Hobi’s cock again and he flinches so hard that Jimin has to scruff him, turning his body limp, and he gives a wet sob, there is no remnant of the alpha that teased you until you were shaking earlier. But if anything- it's just as alluring. You can't look away, can't decide what to look at, Namjoon's big cock just in front of your face- or Hobi’s tearful jerking as Jin denies him an orgasm once again.

("Can you do that to me eventually?" You'll ask eventually, tomorrow maybe. In the nest, soft, pressed to Jin's chest, the safest place in the universe for pups that are still coming up, still feeling the after-effects of all of all this submission. hazy and trusting and boneless at your edges. "What? Edge you? You want to try it?" and Jin will giggle, and nip at your nose playfully. "Careful what you ask for honey.") He cries, but you know that it’s not your job to worry about that right now. “Want alpha.” You say, hugging Namjoon’s leg to your chest like a lifeline. You’re not sure you could stand if you wanted to. The pleasure is secondary to the submission like this.

“Want alpha to make puppy full- want knot here" you touch your stomach, and every alpha in the room growls. "please alpha, knot-“ you babble, but break off the second Namjoon turns his disapproving stare back to you.

“No pup. Not tonight.”

You whine but Namjoon doesn’t do anything but continue to work his cock hard and fast. You open your mouth, eyes fluttering closed, and Namjoon’s thumb presses on your lower lip, sort of in warning, sort of in fascination.

For once you actually wouldn't mind sucking him off, not if it was like this. With you safely under Namjoon’s thumb. Before- blowjobs had been a source of anxiety and trauma for you. But right now- you are so neglected, so riled up and so far down in subspace that you want things you wouldn't ordinarily. Maybe if you're good alpha will-

Namjoon knows this, and stops you before you can bully your way between his legs. "No pup." You whine petulantly and Namjoon soothes away the tears at the corner of your eyes. "Don't act like I’m being mean, it wouldn't fit pup, your mouth is too small for me."

"But- but- Pup could try-"

Jimin’s tone is dark and when you look at him, he's glaring. "Alpha said no pup. I thought you wanted to be a good little pup."

Jin clicks his tongue, "Your size kink is showing."

They're chagrined but not really, Namjoon lifts up the heel of his shoe, far enough that the toe hits your clothed pussy again and you chirp, clinging to his thigh. "Don't-" you cut yourself off, distracted by the way that Namjoon's fisting his cock, Namjoon might be fucking massive- but it's also pretty and veiny, proportional. Pink at the tip and dewy. You’d stopped grinding. Too distracted. Too small-minded.

"If you stop grinding pup I stop touching, you don't want to deny both of your alphas their pleasure, do you? Don't you want to be good."

You do want to be good and you're plummeting. Your brain starts to hinge on Namjoon's every word, alpha pheromones thick and sweet in your throat as you nod and continue to grind against Namjoon's smooth leather shoe. You can't say it's not a good feeling.

Although your hole is already pink and oversensitive from Hobi’s knotting earlier. Your clit had remained neglected then- but not anymore. You drag it wet and twitchy, presses against the wet fabric that clings, over the leather and it does feel good, it does feel sweet.

You continue to grind one out as Namjoon works a hand up and down his cock. Faster now. He's long enough that if he directs it towards you, you can open your mouth and let him tap the head against your tongue.

He does do that, once, twice, and then again for good measure. Namjoon's hand moves faster and faster.

You know he’s done for when you flick your eyes from his cock, and then back up to his face. loling out your tongue. You want it- you want to taste that you make your alpha happy.

When Namjoon cums, it's all over your face and chest, the thin white tank top will easily be stained in places, ruined probably (a shame- since you're pretty sure it's one of Tae's. Your mommy alpha just might take you over her lap for ruining it) It drips down your collar bones and over the top of your chest in thick hot ropes. Namjoon always cums so much. You close your eyes but Namjoon is careful. Aiming most of it at your neck and scent gland. A bit of it gets in your mouth, lips parted, and Namjoon tastes salty and potent.

(Something, something deep in your body clicks finished at that, something that is neither instinct nor biology.)

Namjoon works his cock through his orgasm, fisting his knot that only swells part of the way without an omega around it clamped warm and tight. But still looks cute and puffy at the base of his cock when he lets go with a wince. Letting you nuzzle into it and press a little kiss there. After a few seconds with him breathing heavy and your hips stilling, he tugs you up onto the couch. Guiding you to sit with your legs apart, giving your sensitive and sticky hole a bit of a break.

Namjoon wraps his arms around you and holds you for a second. Still breathing heavy. Giving you a little squeeze. Behind you- Hobi lets out a broken whimper. He’s too tired to jerk anymore. Cock going from red to almost purple with the strength of his denied orgasms.

Jin stops for a second. Holding Hobi close too- Jimin hooks his chin over Hobi’s shoulder to look down at his angry-looking cock.

Namjoon sits you on his lap and parts your thighs for the others to see the mess you've made of your panties. Skimming the tips of his fingers up to your twitching clit. Guiding your underwear off. You know better than to try and close your thighs. Sagging openly back against his chest and letting him put you on display, without worrying, without thinking. Staring up at him with what you know must be a dazed expression. Namjoon is such a pretty alpha, all of your alphas are so pretty. Jiminie too-

You blink, and when you look, Jimin's cheeks are pink, so pink and flustered that he buries his face in the nape of Hobi's neck. And you know once again you've spoken without realizing you have.

Namjoon's eyes flicker down to his cum on your chest and he wipes it away with a groan, “I’m sorry pup. Alpha should have been more careful about not making you messy.” Jin hums, eyes flashing from you to Hobi and you get the sense that he and Namjoon are communicating without words. Jimin shifts restlessly behind Hobi, holding him less firmly- but he's boneless now, tamed, and stays prostate as Jin shuffles over to you.

There is a towel- from where you don't know- maybe Jimin got it preemptively when he went and retrieve your collars. But it's rough against your cheek as Jin diligently cleans you of the pack alpha's cum- not your chest- but at least your face.

"My poor little puppy, made messy from two alphas already tonight," you pout, nodding up at him. Your hands tangle in the front of his robe, pulling at it petulantly.

"M'empty," you say, a little petulantly, and you are, the hollow ache is there, and you have three perfectly good alphas to fill you. "Want cum, pup's been good? Good puppy?"

Jinnie pecks your nose, "best puppy. My poor little pup, you did so well for Joonie- I think you've earned a little knot," Hobi shuffles forward, perking up, ready for his reward but Jimin jerks him back by his collar again and you've never seen him look so crestfallen.

Behind him, Jimin squirms and you sense it coming when Jin turns to kiss Hobi’s forehead and detangles himself from Jimin. Hobi needs to settle and Jimin-

Jimin needs a reward. For being so good, for keeping Hobi still for the pack omega.

You can feel the alpha's eyes on your pink cunt, a little wet and slick from where you rode Namjoon's shoe still splayed over his leg, on display. Jin beckons you over to them and you push yourself up onto your hands and knees, no longer unsure as you crawl over to the pack omega. You know your chest still has cum on it, that you're still wrecked, you don’t mind it.

Alpha, your instincts hum, I smell like alpha.

Behind Hobi, Jimin watches you with beady eyes, murmuring out a soft "fuck."

“Puppy was so rude earlier, making our little omega do all the work- I feel like I've neglected his education- I’ve neglected to show you puppy how a real alpha breeds an omega.” Jin keeps a hand on Hobi’s collar to keep him from getting to you but he tries anyway.

“Pup,” you look back at him, hands between your legs, back arched, waiting perfectly for his instruction.

“Present for us, let Jiminie see your little hole.”

You know how to make presenting pretty, guided by instinct and the desire to see your pack omega fulfilled as you start to turn and situate yourself on your hands and knees. But as you turn you stop- Namjoon's already moving.

He moves across the room, pulls the ottoman out from where it's tucked sort of by the coffee table, moving it over just in front of them.

It's not a breeding bench, it's really not but- but it could be.

Anxiety bleeds down your chest. You've never used a breeding bench, you've seen them before of course but you've never-

"Don't know- don't know how- Alpha- what are you-"

Namjoon holds out his hand to help you stand. "Alpha will show you pup," You get on your feet, teetering, clutching at the edge of your shirt with an anxious thrum to your bones, but Namjoon- Namjoon's so good as he guides you.

You squirm, unsure, unsure because Jin and Jimin and Hobi are all looking at you and you're anxious about doing it wrong. You get onto the ottoman on your knees but resist it as Namjoon pushes you. You have no chance- you know you could never overpower Namjoon but the resistance makes him pause.

He wraps his arms around your middle, completely disregarding the mess of his cum still on your chest, smearing it without care as he holds you. Pecking your cheek, your lips, your mouth that parts in a needy whine.

"In the olden days, back when people used to use breeding benches to settle fussy omega's like you- they had straps and buckels to keep you presented. To keep you in place. Do you want something like that pup? Do you need it?"

You whine and nod, and Namjoon jerks his chin again, not at you but at Jimin.

You kneel there, partially hidden by the pack alpha, content to be held for a second. While Jimin goes to the other room.

The silk in Jimin's hands reminds you of some of Tae's ribbon, pink too- just like your collar, but braided and strong- it matches the color of your collar and you wonder when they got it. "Yoongi's better at this than I am." Jimin says as he starts to tie your ankles, splaying them apart on either corner of the ottoman. As Namjoon latches a leash to your collar.

You surrender yourself completely to their tugging, the loops that Jimin puts around your ankles, and the way that Namjoon splays your legs wider and then pulls the ropes tight- showing him how to do it, looping them around the legs of the ottoman.

Namjoon leaves your hands free, but it almost doesn't matter with how short the leash is, you can't even lift your chin up off the fabric. It takes them maybe 30 seconds to properly restrain you, and when you try to lift your head, to stop arching your spine- you find you can't move more beyond a little squirming.

Oh- oh. You like this, you like not being able to move, not being able to fight and squirm. It's like a collar only full body, it's like a collar only better.

"There we go- that's a good pup, that feels better right? All settled now?" You whimper, eyes rolling, you like this- you like being restrained.

Namjoon's fingers are long, long enough that he can pry your hole open and show Hobi just how pink and messy your hole is, a bit of cum- the last little bit probably- given how much you've already spilled. Slipping out and down to the nudge of your clit.

Namjoon presses it back inside, and you keen, no longer empty. It's momentary because Namjoon doesn't finger you for long, just checks, just checks that you're open enough to take Jimin's knot. Hot and clenching around his fingers. Worked up already you know you won't take much. You whine loud and petulantly- you know Namjoon already said he wouldn't knot you tonight and he'd surely have to prep you more but-

Utter bliss falls over you at the tightness of your restraints. Jinnie and Namjoon are such good pack alpha and pack omega, surely they know what's best, surely they know what you should do with the sweet pinking sensitivity between your legs.

It’s not up to you what happens right now or which alpha fucks and breeds you. It's so easy to let your head down and let go. To feel the bounds of your own control in the restraints. Embarrassed deep down but in the moment unable to do anything but obey obey obey.

Jin's command comes like a crack of thunder. "Alpha, mount."

Hobi jerks at the command, almost falling with how quick he tries and fails to get up from the couch, he gets another flick to his cock at that- and the attention leaves him near howling. Blinking away tears at the corner of his eyes.

"Not you mutt," Jin croons, affectionate even if the words are demeaning. He jerks his chin.

"Minnie, show the puppy how it's done, show him how my alpha's are supposed to breed their omega's and not the other way around."

Jimin shifts, sliding to the edge of the couch, tentative but eager. But Minnie- minnies got a knot, you know it's chubby and that it feels good.

Namjoon eggs him on, "Show him Minnie- show him how a proper alpha gives an omega their knot, I know I've taught you and Tae well."

The implications of that make your head spin, did namjoon show them? Did he set Jin or Kookie up on a bench like this and show them one after another how to fuck properly? How to make the drag sweet and with finesse? Your head spins at the idea of it.

But too soon for your fantasy is Jimin bullying his way between your thighs, Namjoon's hands guiding his hips to put it in. "There you go minnie, just like that, isn't she so warm inside? isn't the fit tight or did Hobi take that from you-"

"Still Tight- wet" Jimin pants out as your eyelashes flutter open in relief, making eye contact with Hobi, bearing his teeth, feral, and you realize Jin is having to put real effort into holding him back.

His growl is all the warning you get as Jimin sheathes everything he's got inside of you. Not so long but thick enough that it has you gasping, unable to breathe, eyes wide and body taught. Hands gripping the edge of the ottoman for something to hold onto.

Your reaction doesn't stop Jimin, and he sets about a diligent pace immediately. Setting an even rhythm, pulling out almost all the way every time he fucks in, pulling soft whines from you. It's slow- but every trust is firm and deep, grinding in, pulling you by your hips back onto his cock, hands fisting in your tanktop. all but using you to get off with how he forces you back and forth on it making you feel inch.

You have no control over the pase like this. The room drowns in the sound of your fucking, Jimin's groans, hobi's snarls. His alpha chaffed at another having what's his. You're so full and wet that it's overwhelming, and you cry out gently as Jimin fucks you harder, faster.

"That's a good alpha, just like that" Jin praises, and jimin's pace stutters and then goes firmer, more brutal. more eager to show off just how good he can fuck.

Before long he's chasing his own end, both of you so riled up that it doesn't take long. Jimin's good at concentrating even though you know he's close. The delicate pleasure between the two of you simmers until there is nowhere else for it to go and you close your eyes.

Jin murmurs something, and their hands are on you- guiding the towel underneath your tied-apart legs as Jimin pants. "hyung- hyung-" fingers digging into your sides.

"Please- please alpha- wanna- wanna cum, want- knot" You babble, but Jimin is a good alpha and gives you exactly what you ask for.

You open your eyes looking at jin and namjoon, waiting for permission, so close you might not be able to hold off if they don't give you permission to cum.

you watch as jin wraps a firm hand around hobi's knot, holding onto it hard- hard enough that he wouldn't be able to pup a knot at all. you don't realize it serves a purpose until he turns his eyes back on you.

"Puppies, cum."

The three of you jerk, flinching from it. Hobi's whine is so heartbreakingly disappointed that it would surely put you into distress if you weren't preoccupied with cumming yourself. You wonder if Hobi would have cum from just a command alone if Jin didn't have his hand hard around his knot.

Jimin’s knot is just as chubby and thick as the last time it stretched you out, you cum when he plugs you up, so gentle and like breathing- so good that you hardly twitch or tremble. It doesn't feel uncontrolled or too intense. It's just warm and right as you sigh and fall completely boneless at last. Jimin grinds it deep and then lets it rest there.

You feel like youre hearing jin and namjoon talk through water as you flutter down, "Did she squirt?" Jin asks, and Namjoon's close, by your side.

"No, I don't think so."

Jin hums, disatisfied.

You sniffle but Jimin's so polite with it, keeping his knot inside of you as he kisses down your spine, plastered to your back and teething at your neck, licking, soothing.

You spend the next few minutes in bliss waiting for it to go down, letting him pet up and down your sides, getting kisses to your ankles as Namjoon unties you. Jin pets up and down your warm cheeks- soothing your hiccuping breaths at being so full. hobi laps at your scent gland, teething at it soothingly.

You get picked up, still on Jimin’s knot, settled back down onto the couch next to Hobi so that he can plant slobbery kisses all up and down the nape of your neck, scruffing you a little (or at least trying too- it doesn’t really stick). Jimin isn't threatened by hobi's presence, they nudge noses and kiss too- just as involved. You're genuinly a little surprised that Jimin lets hobi muscle his way so close and nose under your chin.

But then you stiffen, tensing as Hobi's cock nudges where you're already stretched around Jiminie's knot. You pull back, a bit panicked. Jimin growls in warning.

"Can't fit- can't-" but Jin is already there- stopping Hobi's over-eager puppy space imaginations. (Taking two knots at once isn't something you think you can do- maybe…maybe after taking Namjoon's knot you could- you won't muse on that until later).

"Soon alpha, just be patient" Jin croons, petting up and over Hobi's stomach. Even that makes his cock twitch. Another edge and Hobi will cum. You know he will- Jin is saving it for the right moment.

His knot goes down eventually, and when he slips out, Jin is there. You decide that you love breeding benches, and you want one- a real one so that alphas can just tie you up just like that and leave you there for whenever they want you, so safe and at their mercy. You like it lots and lots.

Jimin has his face tucked into your throat when you come too. And Namjoon grins, a little feral at the idea of it, "Be careful what you ask for pup."

Jin is the one who guides you carefully off Jimin's knot once it's gone down. back into the same position you were in before, displayed in Namjoon's lap, your cunt pinker and more sensitive than before.

Jimin is sated and a little quiet after knotting. It's not going non-verbal- but no one encourages Jimin to speak as you're transferred from his lap to Namjoon's, Jin kisses Jimin's cheek and then yours, eyes darting down to look at your pussy and examining Jimin's handiwork.

“Clench down for me sweet thing, keep alpha's cum all safe in your little cunt- you can't waste it- he gave it to you so sweetly.”

“Trying- can’t-” You can feel it slip out, your entrance so stretched out from two knottings. It makes you panicky in a way that it surely wouldn’t if you weren’t in omegaspace. Can't lose it, alphas have to breed puppies, alphas can't-

Namjoon groans and rubs a hand over his face. And you know you've spoken without meaning too. Jin makes a tsking noise in his throat. And then something slenderer is there at your entrance. And Jin guides Jimin’s spent back into your hole, plugs it up, and keeps them safe there with three of his long nobbed fingers, rubbing up against something spongy that makes your toes go numb with pleasure, feeding it back into your sloppy cunt.

You grab his wrist, stopping him, "Can't, too much-" but it's the wrong move.

Jin does not take his hand out, he doesn't even stop rubbing up at your g-spot, rubbing slow circles inside of you. Fucked open by two knots tonight, you're so sweet and open on his fingers.

"But I thought you wanted to cum puppy? You begged for it earlier, why stop after just one?"

"Sensitive- too much-"

Jin bristles, and he only fingers you harder, pressing Jimin's cum further inside, fingers brushing that soft squishy place inside of you that opens only during your heats- the place so deep inside you that only Namjoon can penetrate. The place that makes you keen to be touched like that, your chirp high and needy.

"I am the one that decides when you've had too much, I am the one who decides when you can't anymore, or did you forget that puppy?" you sob and shake your head and let Jin keep going. Three fingers slipping in, stretching you wider.

"If you really want me to stop then say it, say it and I will." You sob but bite your lips and shake your head. And Namjoon actually laughs behind you. "See? Daddy knows best pup,"

Jimin turns back to life at that, groaning, leaning his head back against the couch. "Jin, I swear to god i'll get hard again if you make her call you daddy."

Namjoon huffs behind you and you cry and cry and tremble as Jin keeps working his fingers into you. Namjoon pecks the back of your neck. "too late minnie,"

When he wrenches his fingers out, a little bit of squirt comes with it, darkening the edge of his robe. He does it again and you let out a few more droplets and you start crying in earnest. If he touched your clit right now you don't know what would happen.

Jin doesn't, although the threat of it is there. He grins down at you, where you cry in Namjoon's lap. Hobi lets out a concerned whine and shuffles close.

"Say thank you puppy. Say 'Thank you Daddy for being right even though I thought I couldn't handle it.'"

"Thank you, Daddy" You sob out, sniffling, Jin grins and kisses your cheek after you finish repeating it back to him.

It gives him a sick pleasure, to edge one sub and overstimulate another at the same time. You sob and Hobi leans over to lick at the tears on your face, letting out a comforting grumble. He laps lower, where the pack alpha came earlier. He can surely taste it and he probably likes it.

There's still a bit of Namjoon's cum on your chest, turning your nipples glossy where the tanktop has been pulled low, stretched out by Jimin's tugging when he fucked you back on his cock.

Jin's eyes light up wickedly. Eyes darting to your cunt, still messy with Jimin's cum, slipping out despite his efforts because your pussy simply got knotted too wide.

Jin starts to guide Hobi toward you. His cock still bobbing, pressing instantly up his hard knot close to popping. He trembles where he sits on his knees, hands planted on the couch watching you with beady almost animal eyes. Hair falling over his eyebrows. Lips pulled back around a snarl.

You wonder if this is what Hobi's like during a rut.

"Good puppies clean up alpha's messes." Hobi whines and tries to pull back, but he's never been able to beat Jimin in a fight, and now is no different. Especially when the other alpha tugs on his collar and grinds his own hard cock onto the cleft of Hobi’s ass. Jin hooks his fingers into Hobi's collar and guides him closer to where you squirm in Namjoon's lap. The pack alpha laughs meanly.

"What? Getting shy now? You were so eager to show us earlier- won't you give us a demonstration?"

Jin tugs Hobi’s collar when he doesn’t immediately obey. Jin's hair is fluffed up at the side, maybe where Hobi scented him a little rough and clumsy. You know what it's like to need Jin's scent to keep you steady.

"Here's your choice Hobi, you can either clean up Namjoon's cum off of our pup's face and Jiminie's cum from her cunt and I’ll let you cum in the pup's cute little hole. Or you can stop now and go to sleep without cumming and Jinnie will fuck you in the morning."

Hobi growls, as if the idea of the pack omega fucking him and not the other way around is too much for his instincts to handle. He shimmies forward, eyes dark, so far down in puppy space or alpha space or whatever you want to call it that his instincts are right there right at the forefront.

but hobi is practically wagging his tail, bright eyed and eager, "calm down puppy, you'll do it without knotting her- but jinnie will let you cum,"

Hobi's so excited he doesn't even whine, letting out a happy little sound- it's not really a bark but-

You're blushing so hard that you can't stop the headrush, “Isn’t it a little gross?"

It’s Jimin who answers, shaking his head and grinning “Not at all, it’s like-” Jimin breaks off for a second, touching gently down Hobi’s spine. “Tae would have better words for it but- it feels like our instincts swallow each other- when we take you down together it's like- alpha bonding."

Jin swats at his arm, “only you would turn cumswapping into something romantic.”

“Hyung” he whines.

Hobi can do little more than growl in response and jerk against Jimin’s touch, it's a good thing Jin has Hobi held tight. Otherwise, you have no doubt he'd take you right here right now.

You whimper, and Namjoon rubs a soothing hand down your side, pulling up the hem of your shirt so that Hobi can see your tummy so that he can set a possessive hand over it. "Don't you want to put your cock right here pup? Come on- be good for alpha, come get your treat."

You close your eyes,

Hoseok’s tongue is warm and wet, laving, lapping easily over your face, down your chest, gentle at first warm puffs of air, up and down cleaning you efficiently of the pack alpha's cum.

But then the bite comes, the pain sharp but needed to ground you, as you gasp and move away- only to be held still by Namjoon. He left marks- two circles just over your breast, another dark mark on your collarbone.

"Gentle puppy, you can nibble but be gentle" Hobi continues like that, lapping and nibbling and biting, leaving marks on your chest, your stomach, the tops of your thighs up and down the inside of them. Namjoon hooks an elbow under your knee as Jin holds Hobi to your hole by his collar.

"Don't cum pup, even when he licks your clit, you're not allowed too until I say so." Your hair bounces when you nod, close to crying again.

Hobi leaves his teeth marks on either side of your thighs, biting hard enough that you know they'll be bruises tomorrow. You tremble, and it hits you with a zing as Hobi sets his tongue flat over your clit. "Can't- gonna-"

"You'll hold off pup." Jin's tone is that of no-nonsense. Hobi licks you again messy, lost to the taste, and you jerk harder. Pussy clenching.

"Can't" you stress. Sobbing again in desperation as Hobi cleans you. Pressing sloppy kisses over your hole, lapping inside to clean you of Jimin's cum. Laving his tongue up and over your clit searching for more of your taste.

You tremble and somehow manage to keep off, probably because Jin only lets Hobi get one or two good licks in before he's tugging him up onto his knees, guiding his cock close for his reward.

"Remember no knots, but you can cum puppy," you sob through the sensitivity as hobi breaches your tender entrance, Namjoon petting up and down your stomach to soothe you.

Hoseok doesn't last, doesn't even last long enough to get in you fully before he's cumming. All Jin has to do is praise him a little more and stroke his knot once and then again and he’s soaking your entrance with ropes of thinner cum. Hobi jerks through it, abs trembling and head hung low with a loud whine. Jimin holds around his waist loosely to keep him from plugging you up with his knot.

It's so- it's so messy without that. When he pulls back, his cum slips out almost immediately. Dripping down to your other hole- all over you.

Someone kisses the wetness at your lower lash line. Eyes closed. You're not sure who it is. Maybe it doesn't matter.

"My Messy puppies." Jin croons, stroking a loving hand down your cheek. You open your eyes.

Jimin laughs and leans over apparently not one to be outdone as Jin whispers sweet nothings into Hobi's ears. Jimin is just as emboldened, He shimmies onto the floor, grinning all the while.

The sight of Jimin between your legs smiling, his hands tilting your hips up forcing your legs wider- tips you over an unseen edge. You're already trembling as he leans forward to lap at your cum soaked clit, pressing his tongue flat there to repay Hobi's favor of cleaning it out of you.

Jimin giggles as he pulls back, and leans in to give it a little kiss.

Alpha's are so filthy.

Your orgasm washes over you, unseen, unbidden, you really couldn't tell them where it came from- but your legs are shaking and your hole clenches wildly- you squirt all over Jimin's face, spilling even more of Hoseok's cum and-

"M'sorry 'm sorry- didn't mean to alpha- was just-"

You cry freely, so worked up, needing catharsis and settling. Jin coos, cupping your cheek. And Namjoon lets out a soothing growl as he scents across the top of your head. Holding you hard as you cry and cry and cry.

Hobi just watches, a little dead to the world and swirling down from his orgasm to be of much help. Held tightly by Jin, Resting his cheek against your shoulder and nosing into your scent gland. Jin’s arm around his waist keeps him supine.

"Oh pup, it's okay, all is forgiven."

You keep crying shaking your head, "Baby pup was bad- Minnie kissed and- and puppy- bad-"

But your tears just down stop, you're not really making sense but Jin shushes you anyway. Hobi tilts his head, whining loudly. Apparently non-verbal this far down in puppy space but not willing to let his omega go unsoothed.

Namjoon's cool hands on your face bully away most of your tears. "It's alright- it's okay-" You're overwhelmed from cumming basically untouched. Overwhelmed by being disobedient. Jin just told you- just told you not to cum and you did anyway.

"Was bad- was bad, daddy told me not to cum and I- couldn't- couldn't help it" You're crying plummeting into an unhappy place that Jin and the others surely don't want you to be in.

Jin takes your face in his hands. "Okay okay- how about this?" You hinge on every word. Nodding eagerly for any solution. So far down that only their words make sense. Not the tightness in your chest. The want- the need to be good.

Jin’s voice is a low purr. “Joonie is gonna give your pussy 10 good spanks, and then after that alpha will kiss it better and you’re forgiven. If you cum during that you're allowed, and after- the scene is done. You're forgiven. And there will be no more punishment or cumming.”

You nod and relax back into Namjoon's hold, the pack alpha picks you by your knees,draping them on either side of his thigh. keeping them wide. Letting your breathing calm down, Hobi ducks low to nuzzle at your shoulder, nipping, teething more gently this time almost ticklish making you giggle.

"Is this what you meant when you asked us to fuck it out of you?"

You nod weakly, Hobi continues to nibble at your jaw until Jin pulls him back.

You do need a spanking; your alphas are so smart- they know exactly what you need. You need more of a punishment. Maybe a defined moment where everything goes from bad to good. A solid transition from bad pup to good pup and not the back and forth that you've been doing for the last...2 hours?

Has it really been that long? have you really been fucking them for that long?

"Are you ready pup?" You nod against his throat, sort of sleepy.

Namjoon sits up straight and sets you up so that he can look down at you while he restrains you in much the same way that Jimin restrained Hobi. Hobi- who sprawls out on the couch now, all tension in his body gone, nuzzling sleepily into Jin's thighs, between his legs a bit. Maybe this is also a treat for Jimin- for being good- for helping settle the two of you.

You're too busy watching to catch the first discend of Namjoon's palm, You yelp and shoot a couple of feet into the air, but your cunt throbs hard. Warm and wet, the loud slap echoes in the house. And you try to close your legs.

Namjoon keeps them apart, his big hands dimpling in the chub of your thighs. He only lets go when you stop fighting him. Jin smiles, setting his chin on his elbow to watch. Hobi's hand sneaks under his robe. Pawing at the pack omega.

Namjoo taps between your legs again and you jerk from the loud sound. It's gentle but the tingle comes first, the pleasure second. "Two" he purrs in your ear. Growing more confident as your scent swells sweeter. Jimin and Jin recline to watch, the pack omega crossing one leg over Jimin's and curling to his side before reaching down a hand to scratch at Hobi's stomach. Hobi's tongue lolls out.

Namjoon hits your clit fully on the third tap and you shoot almost a foot into the air with how sensitive you are, crying freely. It's good- so good, the sudden shock of contact, the hurtling feeling of his soothing touches as he strokes up and down your stomach.

"More." You ask, and your doms laugh at you as you squirm. "Please alpha."

You cum on the ninth spank, twitching and crying and squirting all over Namjoon's thigh while he croons and praises you through it. It’s not as much as you usually squirt, a pitiful amount really, just a dribble. You try to close your legs again but they don't let you, Jin and Jimin hold them open one a piece. Namjoon's teeth nibble at the nape of your neck, and your eyes roll back.

Namjoon slaps your cunt just once more, spanking the last little bit of squirt out of you through your wet sobs. The pleasure is so intense you think you might black out for a second.

When you come too, you’re crying and Jin is at your front holding your face in both his hands, shushing your sobs.

"Good pup, good babygirl- did so well us, for me. What a good pup we have giving us all of it.”

“M’ sorry m-’” you’re shaking, trembling sort of violently, you need- you need them close; you need all of them so close you can’t breathe around the need for it.

Jin bares his teeth, “Good pup, come to daddy, I’ve got you my sweet little thing, I’ve got you. That was a big one, wasn’t it?” Jin's got you sandwiched between him and Namjoon, pressing you so firmly between the two of them that you can feel it in your ribs. You nod, still crying.

“Too big? Too intense? Oh, my poor little pup with her big cummies. Joonie is so mean making you make a mess like that and turning your cute little cunt all pink, here let me see, come sit with Jinnie and I’ll make him kiss it better.”

You sniffle, still coming down. You get manhandled into position for some much-needed aftercare.

Aftercare is a bit of a blur. You doze and Your oversensitive and spanked hot cunt gets draped over Jin’s thigh. And a liberal amount of soothing touches get dispensed up and down your back, your face, rubbing away your tears with an errant tongue, a cool wet cloth. A soft kiss from each of your alphas (Hobi’s does get a little slobbery). You sniffle and surrender yourself to their fussing gladly.

You hardly stir when Namjoon presses a gentle kiss to your pussy, too feather-light to garner much of a reaction beyond a hiss of sensitivity on your part. Your knotted entrance flutters. Puffy and pink and too enflamed to cum again, at your limit.

Hobi's collar stays on- but yours gets taken off, a cool cloth rubbed up and down your neck and the rest of your skin. Cleaning you efficiently and truly this time. You'll need a long bath- but you'll probably sleep through it.

The next time you're lucid Jin gets you a small tin of cookies and guides Hobi to kneel on the floor again. Sit and stay- like a good boy. He snaps up each of them and happily licks at your fingers, sloppy, in puppy space, as you feed him his good pup treats (that are really just cookies) you giggle, high, cute. still in omegaspace and oh so softminded. hair mused, cheeks round and pink as you watch hobi.

"What do you say pup?" Jinnie guides.

You giggle again, "Good puppy?" Hoseok's hips sway, miming as if his tail was wagging.

"Show us your tummy Hobi- play dead, good boy. What a good boy."

After that, you're guided to lay down on Namjoon, right next to Hobi. Both of you need your pack alpha right now as you sniffle and press closer. Pressing your nose to the hollow of his throat, the inches of honey chest revealed by his unbuttoned shirt. Trying to get more of him as Hobi rubs his whole face against Namjoon’s stomach. Namjoon smells soothing and musky, the exact opposite of how he smelled when you walked through the door.

And before long, you need a hole check.

You’ve begun to doze between Namjoon and Hobi when A cool touch is dispensed over your inflamed lips and twitching clit that Jin only barely pulls at meanly until you whine desperately. But it's just him. Just the pack omega inspecting you and making sure you're all right, that you're all clean. Checking your hole for any evidence of too much hurt.

Jimin bullies his way behind you, hand sneaking under your thigh, "Here hyung, I’ll hold her up so you can give her some cream."

"What a good alpha Minnie, thank you." Hiccupping out your protests as you remain between your three alphas, pliant, at their mercy. The three alphas piled around you and Jin working to groom you clean and satisfactory. All of you smell warm and safe and happy.

“How did the meeting go?” Hobi's voice is crackly from disuse, from all that growling. Jin stills, and you sense that some sort of conversation is happening over your head. You’re too tired to figure it out- Content to doze.

“They weren’t happy,” Namjoon says. Your pack omega hums, soothing, and someone combs through your hair, you nudge Namjoon’s fingers with your nose and he keeps talking. “I really really wanted to quit outright but then they asked me what was the minimum amount of work I’d stay on for even just for the short term and-”

Namjoon pauses, sighs, starts again.

“I’ll go in 2 days a week, offer a second opinion on cases remotely when I can, I know it’s not what we hoped for but it’s still a lot better than almost 6 days a week.”

You wrap your arms around Namjoon’s waist and go back to sleep. already dreaming about how how good it's going to be to have your alpha here all the time- every day with you and Tae Tae and Jinnie and-

You doze going in and out of sleep falling back off again just as quickly as you came up. You sense you're missing time, falling in and out of sleep too quick.

One moment he's not there and then the next he is.

Yoongi.

You know he must have been there for longer, must have been there for closer to a few minutes than a few seconds. All you can do is hold onto his sleeve, it must be a dream- because in real life Yoongi is still mad at you and wouldn't let you cling to his front like this. You keep your eyes closed, keep your nose buried in his throat. You don't want to wake up.

You can feel his words against your front as he carries you upstairs, "Which bubble bath? Bubblegum or unscented?"

"Unscented please baby, I can do it if-" whoever's talking breaks off.

"It's okay, I've got her. It's not like she's going to let go of my shirt anytime soon anyways, but maybe- the bath?"

Namjoon is close, a hand on your back, offering his strength incase Yoongi needs help carrying you. "I've got it."

Yoongi says something, and your pace changes, he bobs a little as he carries you up the stairs.

You can't stay awake no matter your best efforts as you're carried up and up and up. Namjoon and Yoongi and everyone close. Everyone is there on the fringes of your awareness. The sound of sloppy slow kisses and running water lulls you to sleep peacefully. For a second you think you feel something against your hairline. You think you hear a murmur. But it's probably just a dream.

A really good dream.

(Probably)

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Notes:

Weird take but i actually love the near even split in the first few lines of the chapter where hobi and the m/c are kinda like- going back and forth between each of their perspective. like i think it gives a very nice contrast of what they're both going through. this background came about while i was editing because i felt lik the chapter was missing stuff without it.

i think this chapter started to touch on a very real fear alot of people have when they come out of abusive relationships- that they will somehow end up emulating their abusive partners because they once rationalized their behavior as normal- the m/c gets this and is trying to change her behavior- or at least not act a certain way. she does not want to manipulate them into not being angry at her.

"walk him like a dog"- jin probably.

i do not think that the m/c falls into puppy space along with hobi, like it's just omegaspace, but i do think that it's cute that she tries so hard to be like him.

in my mind the pack have realized by now that the m/c is very very good at riding cock- like not to brag or anything but i bet she's a pro- they've gossiped and talked about it and gushed about it to each other enough times that when namjoon and jimin and jin hear that she rode hobi they are /very/ jealous- because they do not ask her to do it often simply because she does not like being on top enough. And her pleasure >>> their pleasure.

For some reason this chapter had a higher than average score on grammarly for correctness? but i feel like some of the language in it is just a little jerky? It is what it is but idk why i grammarly's score never makes sense. I usually aim for mid 80's, but this was in the small 90's. I rely on it alot because of my dyslexia.

Namjoon- asking questions, m/c- but what if i bit you instead????

Don't tease me about my size kink or i'll cry, i know i use the word little too much but listen!!! i love it!!! too much! i wish i could get fucked by a 6'7' alpha with a coke bottle cock and thrown around like a little treat. most of my kinks are not about the actual kink but more about the trust and protectivness aspect of it. i just love the idea of fucking someone who is just so physically in control but gentle anyway that i don't have to think about it.

my main issue with this chapter is that honestly? no smutt needs to be this long like what the fuck-

honestly i think that the m/c goes into a bit of a subdrop there after she cums untouched or just from having her clit kissed by minnie, but everyone else remedies it. i also think that it shows how good of a dom jin is- that he's so easily able to pivot once she starts to go into subdrop.

Are you guys tired from reading all that? i know i'm tired? honestly that felt like three seperat chapters- gangbangs are so hard to write i swear to god i need such a break after that

the words cummies stayed in the final draft mostly because i am just a weak little bunny and i wanted to include it- you can't get that mad at me because it's only there once.

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vngelicc · 1 year

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m e a n d y o u r m a m a

p a i r i n g : namjoon x reader

g e n r e : domestic boyfriend au.

t a g s : soft smut, drunk sex, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, breeding kink, flashbacks are in italics, y’all are rlly in love, mentions of future pregnancy, DOMESTIC, model!reader, teasing, IM SICK AT HOW SWEET THIS IS, drunk scene is where the baby is made LMAO

w o r d c o u n t : 3.6 k

s u m m a r y : you like to remember both what life before the little one was and after with your loving boyfriend namjoon.

“Just how did you two manage to find each other in such a big world, what stood out the most for you?”

– I can’t really put my finger on it, when we first met each other I admit it was all me in the beginning. I couldn’t stop staring at her and I think she thought I was a creep or a weirdo. “Oh would you look at that, Kim Namjoon from BTS is a weirdo,” or something like that. I didn’t approach her until the end of the night, right as she was leaving. It turned out we had a lot in common, other than the whole being invited to the same fashion show thing.

The camera shutters and flashes went off in every direction and the room was filled with chatters from the stylists on set. Despite getting the chills now and then you felt empowered and beautiful in the tiny backless night slip that seemed to ride up with every movement you made. (You know Namjoon is definitely enjoying the sight of you prancing around in such scandalous attire.)

Namjoon’s dressed to the nines, styled in a black and white striped suit, a watch worth over sixteen thousand, and his black hair styled in such a way you wanted to tangle your hands in it. “You’re both sensual beings,” the photographer had expressed before the shoot even began, and that he was right about.

Here you were, perched on Namjoon’s lap like his personal little arm candy to show off to the world. His hand rested over the small of your back, his other arm perched on the armchair whilst he lazily flicked his hand back to avoid getting any ashes on you or himself. “Look into the camera,” the photographer mumbled, “show me the art of sex you both embody.”

You stared into the camera with a sultry gaze, eyes half lidded and lips parted slightly. Namjoon couldn’t resist and right before the camera went off again he turned to look at you with eyes full of desire and lust. How could he not after all? Given that you were practically being offered on a silver platter to him dressed so scantily and pretty.

“How did you realize that she was the one?”

– It wasn’t hard at all, I often sat at home thinking about the future a lot with her, I slowly realized she was my home, my entire future included too. I think that the dealbreaker for me was when we finally decided to get matching tattoos of our name together, we went in separately because we wanted to surprise each other. She comes out smiling like a kid in a candy shop, and when I ask her why she shows me her ring finger, and right there I see my initials. I fell even more then and there. If it was even possible.

The hand on your grip gently guided you to a more comfortable position, ensuring that you were relaxed. You had a tiny smile on your lips as you stared deeply into his eyes. You hadn’t missed the way he subtly ran his hand over the expanse of your baby soft skin. His hand cheekily snuck a little squeeze here and there.

“Are you free after this shoot?” Namjoon grins in amusement, suppressing his laughter when he sees you roll your eyes at him. “What? Are you, or are you not?”

You give him a look, failing to hold back your smile as you fondly bring him down for a gentle peck. “I’ll have to see Mr Kim, we’ll have to discuss this with baby Kim, see what he thinks about it.”

Namjoon sighs in fake exasperation, “..I guess baby Kim can join us too then.” You playfully smack him in response.

“How in love would you say you are?”

– I would rather not be on this Earth if I couldn’t be with her, everyday I’m more and more thankful she came into my life. I don’t worry about it at night anymore, not when our little blessing is sleeping in the room next to ours. I think that I’m most definitely ready to settle down and enjoy life, well, our life to be exact. I think an image that’s recurring in my mind is of us walking down the beach with our kid, that’s how in love I am..

The world went absolutely berserk when Namjoon’s company had announced both his relationship and your pregnancy. For the sake of privacy your company didn’t offer much to the press, stating that anything in direct relation to your private life was to be revealed by you and you only. Something you deeply appreciated.

You dated quietly for several months, flying in and out to see each other with no one but your closest friends seeing the two of you together. Here and there you dropped some cryptic pictures with his hand in yours, a scenery photo from your date, and if you were feeling a bit bolder you posted a picture from the back of him walking straight ahead of you with your hand still in his.

Your fans were just dying to know who you were seeing, begging and pleading for more. You didn’t make an official statement until after the events of you discovering your pregnancy. Which like mentioned before was several months into your dating.

When you finally dropped the news of your pregnancy, you were about five months along already. It hadn’t been much but a simple picture collage on Instagram of your belly being surrounded by two ultrasound pictures. Namjoon’s hands were laid over yours with the caption being: “our tiny bundle of joy”.

The internet blew up, which was understandable because their favorite supermodel was both tied down and “somebody’s baby mama”. It felt a little cruel to leave them hanging so you explained in a more formal post on your Instagram. “I know lots of you are surprised ‘n stuff but I wanna let you guys know I’m doing okay and I’m happy with my on-going pregnancy! As you can see I’ve met someone very special to me and we’ve been together for a while now. I hope you will all continue to support me! xoxo”.

Namjoon was next after you since he had wanted you to be on-board when you both decided to reveal your relationship. He did the same, except posting a full blown picture of you sitting in the grass with the sunlight pouring down over your frame. He added a simple heart to it and let his company do the rest for him.

When the baby was born you had decided to add all those little moments captured on camera to a small video you decided to dedicate to your little one. Looking back on it now makes your heart swell with utter adoration and love for Namjoon. You realize that you’d go to hell and back for him, and he’d do the same for you.

After parties in LA are crazy, well the LA lifestyle was pretty wild on its own anyways. After attending your friend’s concert with Namjoon and some other friends of his, you two went off to the after party. It was pretty wild already, drinks were poured and people were sitting in small circles on the rooftop smoking weed and taking other stuff you were going to stay as far away from.

Namjoon and you were swaying together on the dancefloor, you had your arms wrapped around his shoulders loosely and his hands settled on your waist. You admit that maybe you had taken a few more shots than intended, same for Namjoon but the buzz was pleasant though and being with your boyfriend made it one hundred times better.

He had his forehead resting on yours, a closed-eye smile on his face as he listened to you sing along to the song playing in the background. “You’re off-key.” He teases.

“Do you want me to stop? Wait, do I sound that bad?” You pout at him and bring him down for gentle kisses, “You’re supposed to lie to me and say I sing better than anyone on this Earth.”

Namjoon’s eyes open and he kisses you a bit more intensely, “You sing better than anyone on this planet.” He murmurs against your lips.

A small smile forms as you push your forehead against his, “Are you drunk right now Joon? You telling me these things cause you know it’s what I wanna hear?” You tease softly. He shrugs in response and you laugh again and throw your head back. The world around you spins from how dazed you are at the moment.

Namjoon follows and leans down to trail kisses up the column of your neck, “You singing isn’t the only thing going on in my mind right now baby,” he mumbles, “I could think of a couple other things we could be doing instead of being here.”

You hum in response, “What kind of things were you thinking of?” You lick your lips. He doesn’t reply, not verbally at least, he slots his lips against yours with more intensity than the small lazy kisses he has been exchanging with you this past hour.

A soft little moan escapes your lips and you wrap your arms tighter around his neck. He pulls you in so you’re both pressed up against each other and whatnot. Through his jeans you can feel the outline of his cock press against your thigh, hot and throbbing which in turn makes you whine quietly into his mouth. Namjoon hikes one of your legs around his hip so he can press right up against your clothed pussy.

You start grinding sensually against him, unknowingly moving to the beat of the music playing in the background. Namjoon groans softly against your lips and pulls back to stare into your eyes with a half-lidded expression. “C’mon, let’s get the fuck outta here.” He tugs you in by your ass.

You nod eagerly and stumble after him as he takes you through the large crowd of people. You’re in no state to drive and neither is he so you two catch a ride with a friend you see who also happens to be leaving the party too. The whole ride back to your home is spent exchanging heated kisses in the backseat of your friend’s car.

When you get there Namjoon hoists you up in his arms and carries you in. You tangle your hands in his soft hair and tug him closer for a kiss, moaning into his mouth as he kicks the front door open and enters. “C’mon baby,” you mumble pawing at his shirt as you try to take it off, “need you so bad.”

Namjoon groans in response and sets you down, hurriedly tossing his shirt off and then going for the back of your pretty little dress you got on. The hallway becomes a mess leading to the bedroom where Namjoon has you pinned on the bed, hands searching through the drawer for a condom. You’re whining and pleading for him to hurry, wrapping your legs around his waist as you pull from the kiss, “Forget about it baby.”

“You sure?” He dryly replies, swallowing in obvious excitement.

“Mmhmm.” You nod, “Just need you in me,” you breathily whisper and reach down to grip his hard cock, “c’mon baby, put it in.” You moan softly as you rub his cock up and down your wet slit, “You feel how wet I am for you?”

Namjoon shivers at your husky soft tone, his eyes drop down to where your hand is stroking his cock as you tease yourself with the mushroom tip. A bead of precum drips from the tip and adds to the mess of slick your pussy has made. He moans loudly and reaches down to grip his cock himself and push up against you until the head catches at your opening.

“You’re driving me fuckin crazy baby, I’m gonna fuck you so good. Gonna have you shaking and gushin’ for me, pretty little pussy boutta cream all over my cock and make a fuckin mess.” He slurs out and presses in, pushing to the hilt until his pelvis is pressed close to yours.

A loud moan escapes your lips as you throw your head back on the pillow and grip the sheets. His words only seem to fuel the desire pooling in your belly causing you to grind up against him in an effort to chase your pleasure. Namjoon places both hands on either side of you, using it as leverage to hold himself above you while his hips begin to slowly roll into yours.

Your pussy is so slicked up you can hear every time he pushes his cock in and out. With a choke up whimper you reach between you two and rub your clit in slow circles to match with the speed of his thrusts. Namjoon buries his face in your neck and ends up mouthing at the skin there while he loses himself to the pleasure and rhythm of his thrusts.

“Fuck you feel so good babe,” he moans, “gripping me so nicely, wanna watch my cum drip from your pussy, love making a mess outta you.” He whispers into your ear, his hands slither down to grab your asscheeks and he holds onto them tightly while passionately fucking into your throbbing cunt.

A wobbly little cry bubbles out of your throat at the change of pace, he drives his cock into you passionately with his thrusts jostling you up the bed with how hard he’s going. Your bleary eyes open, the room around you is all blurred out from your tears and how tipsy you feel from the drinks earlier. You feel like you’re spinning in ecstasy, pleasure blooming pleasantly all throughout your body.

A blissful smile forms on your face as you hike your legs up higher around his body, “Mmm, right there Joonie I can feel you so deep in me… ‘s so good,'' you slur out, “gonna cum.” Your breath hitches.

Namjoon moans a little louder as he pulls back from your hickey littered neck to stare down at you, “Yeah? You gonna cum all over my cock baby? C’mon baby, wanna see your pretty face when you cum,” he leans down to slot his lips with yours in a messy little kiss, “you’re so fuckin gorgeous babe.” He whispers like it’s a top secret no one must know.

“L-Love you so much,” you hiccup softly, “so, so, much.”

Namjoon whispers his own set of ‘I love yous’ whilst he fucks away at your cunt. His cock bumps into your g-spot over and over again, it makes your legs shake from the strong pleasure. Your orgasm draws nearer and nearer until you suddenly stiffen and it hits you like a ton of bricks.

“Namjoon..!” You cry out, hugging his body closely to you as you shake through your orgasm.

He groans in response and bucks up into you for a few more minutes until he’s coming too. He cums with a low moan of your name, head already dropped down on your chest. You end up laying there lazily trying to catch your breath and stay awake. A wave of drowsiness hits you out of nowhere, you try to blink the sleepiness away but every second that ticks by you’re closer to knocking out.

“Mmm so sleepy.” You softly whisper as you let your arms fall back on the bed and lay there motionlessly.

Namjoon hums in response as he lays his head on your bare tits, “Me too.” He mumbles out, eyes already closed in bliss.

“Les sleep,” you slur out softly and wrap your arms around his head, “so.. Sleepy.” You whisper the last part out before sleep takes over and you’re left in the dark.

“... ‘Would you look at that Haru, daddy’s finally getting around to build your crib. After ordering and leaving it in the closet for months.’ You tease softly, holding the camera up as you try to get it to focus on Namjoon who’s sitting in the middle of the room reading a book of instructions with a look of utter confusion on his face.

‘You need help there?’ You laugh softly.

Namjoon looks up at you with his eyes lighting up with joy when he sees both you and your swelling baby bump, ‘You come in here to make fun of me or what?’ He chuckles as he sets the booklet down and holds his hand out to you.

‘No, dropped by to ask for the car keys cause I’m hungry–no, we’re hungry.’ You correct as you rub your belly and step closer.

Namjoon gently pulls you in and nuzzles his face against your tummy, ‘I left the keys in the room by the bed, what’re you gonna get?’ He says as he lays soft kisses over your shirt.

‘A burger or something.’ You reply and angle the camera downwards so you can capture him kissing your tummy, ‘You wanna come? That way you can take a break n stuff since this crib stuff is hard.’ You laugh.

‘Haha, very funny.’ Namjoon rolls his eyes with a chuckle.

‘Love youuuuu.’ You coo as you begin walking away, capturing his own ‘I love you’ just in time before you walk out the door…”

Namjoon and you were both wrapped up in bed lazily making out with the TV on in the background. You were SUPPOSED to be watching the new Scream movie that came out but Namjoon had other plans. With him kissing up on you like that it reminded you how rare sex was between the two of you ever since Haru was born. It was like the kid had a sixth sense and knew when you guys were trying to get into the mood and stuff.

You’re surprised he hasn’t started crying through the monitors by now, but you rather not jinx it just yet. You’re both buried under the warm covers which obscures both you and your noises. Namjoon takes it slow, rocking his hips back and forth against yours. His cock fills you to the brim and brings nothing but a pleasant ache and pleasure. This is exactly what you were missing, the intimacy.

Given the circumstances around Haru’s conception you and Namjoon went back to using condoms because you were not about to risk anything (not that you didn’t miss him going bare, which he did a lot during the pregnancy). Soft moans and pleased little sighs left the both of you, between the two of you there were quiet squelching noises that your sopping pussy made from how slicked up you were down there.

“Shit.” Namjoon curses under his breath as he ducks down to hide his face in your neck.

He keeps the same pace up, making sure to hit those sensitive spots that send spiraling in pleasure. Your moans rise a bit in volume but he’s quick to hush you with his lips, not wanting to wake up the baby in fears of ending the one time you can fuck early. Namjoon pants softly and pulls back, reaching down to hike your thigh around his hip to go in deeper.

“Fuck you make me wanna give you another baby.” He groans out, “Gonna look so beautiful, full of our baby,” his eyes close and he shudders in pleasure like he’s thinking about it.

You let out a tiny mewl in response, pussy tightening around his cock at the thought of him knocking you up with another baby, “You’re not playing fair.” You softly pout.

Namjoon breathily chuckles but it dissolves into a moan when you squeeze around his cock again, “Can’t help it, you look too goddamn sexy.” He purrs and rocks into you faster.

The bed frame gently creaks from the increase in speed, you end up whining at the change and quivering, “Right there,” you bury your face in his neck and hold on, “mmm..mm.” He grunts quietly and keeps hitting that spot where you like it, he reaches down to flick his thumb over your clit in time with his thrusts.

Your head falls back and you let out a loud long moan, shivering for a few seconds before going limp as your pussy convulses around his cock. He hisses softly and lets himself fall on you as he rocks into you slowly, trying to stave off his own orgasm but failing miserably because you feel so good.

He throbs and a quiet moan escapes his lips, cum filling the condom (he secretly wishes it was you he was filling up. “Shit.” He lifts himself off of you and rolls on to his back, “Can’t believe we actually got to finish this time.” He chuckles.

You sleepily hum, curling up and closing your eyes, “..I know right..” You mumble softly, already on the verge of falling asleep since you know, that’s the parent life for you now.

Namjoon yawns quietly and leans over to smooch you gently, “Night baby.”

“....Night.” You whisper softly.

“Is this..?”

“Yes.”

“..Holy shit, you’re serious. Fuck baby.”

“Are you not happy..?”

“Of course I am baby, I’m excited to have this baby with you. I love you more than life itself, I’m ready to spend the rest of my life with you, only if you’ll have me of course.”

“Of course I will you big dummy, why wouldn’t I?”

“I love you two so much..”

“I love you too.”

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whyse7vn · 1 year

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BREAKING POINT -

[ ot7 x reader ]

this is like super short pls forgive me tan twitter tl for context

tan on twitter!!!

8 participants - 8 online

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tae: yoongi pls unblock me on twitter

yoongi: kill yourself

tae: i tried guys why doesn’t he love me 💔

y/n: that was a pathetic try

tae: guess what

y/n: what?

tae: ligma man..

y/n: ligma??

jimin: no way 😭

jk: baby…

namjoon: really

y/n: WHAT???

jin: i’m with her

wtf you guys on about??

hobi: this is a sad day

tae: LIGMA FUCKING BALLS BITCH

y/n: drown

jimin: ur fault tbh

hobi: real

y/n: leave me alone

jin: look you made her upset idiots

y/n: IM NOT UPSET

hobi: cheer up baby ❤️

namjoon: it’s okay tae upsets me all the time

y/n: im fine

hobi: bts song

jk: i know bts

tae: me 2

y/n: i want to stab you with a pencil

tae: watch out namjoon

namjoon: she is definitely talking to you

tae: proof?

hobi: bts?

jimin: i’m gonna bts outta you shut the fuck up

hobi: aw man :/

jk: bts?

jin: beat the shit

tae: beat MY shit

jk: woah

yoongi: he actually needs to kill himself wow

tae: @y/n u 2

y/n: LEAVE ME ALONE

jimin: she’s mad

y/n: I’M NOT MAD

jin: y/n are you still with that scoups guy?

namjoon: didn’t we just find out they we’re together like a week ago?

jk: WE DID????

jin: she moves on fast tho so idk

y/n: NO I DONT????

jimin: yoongi mingyu jk scoups mark wonho minho san all of us

there’s more hold on i’m thinking

hobi: all of us?

jk: say sike…

y/n: ARE YOU FUCKING SICK???????

jin: woah major slut alertttttt

namjoon: shut up

y/n: ONLY LIKE 4 OF THOSE NAMES ARE RIGHT

jk: what

y/n: AND IVE ONLY FUCKED 2 OF THEM SO KILL YOURSELF LEAVE ME ALONE

yoongi: she’s a grown woman

y/n: RIGHT

sorry i’m hot as fuck and pull bitches it’s not my fault

jin: u mid

y/n: ur 30

jin: ok please leave me alone i’m sorry

tae: my body count is also 2

jimin: -2

tae: ummmm?

jk: i’ve killed no one

i could of but don’t worry

namjoon: ??

hobi: fyi she did not deny being with scoups

jimin: TRUE

jk: NO

y/n: i deny it

jimin: too late we know

jin: SLUT

sorry

pls i’m sorry i didn’t mean it pls don’t be mean to me

please oh my god i’m sorry it slipped out

love u

please

y/n: THIS IS NOT FEMINISM

namjoon: it’s okay if ur with him

jk: NO ITS NOT STOP SAYING THAT WHATS UR FUCKING ISSUE STUPID STUPID STUPID

y/n: IM NOT

tae: who have you fucked

yoongi: are you stupid?

tae: no i’m curious

hobi: OH IM CURIOUS YEAH

wow i love shinee

y/n can you please start talking to minho again and then get married to him so i can be at his wedding and we can be forever connected

jk: SHUT UR MOUTH

y/n: you guys know so much about my relationship life it actually makes me want to throw up

jimin: ur easy to stalk

hobi: she’s fucked jk and yoongi

tae: and me

jin: in dreams doesn’t count

yoongi: lol

tae: LOL AWAY FROM ME YOU NASTY BITCH

U THINK UR WINNING BUT UR FUCKING NOT

WHEN ME AND Y/N GET MARRIED IT WILL BE ME KIM TAEHYUNG WHO LOLS IN UR FUCKING FACE

YOU RAT

yoongi: L

tae: no

yoongi: O

tae: YOU FUCKING STOP RIGJT NOW MIN YOONGI

yoongi: L

tae: 6pm seoul south korea apartment block C floor 7 door number 279 a ak47 a man a mask and a fucking dream

namjoon: wow ok that’s great!!

nice vogue shoot btw jungkook!

jk: I WILL NOT FUCK U GO AWAY

namjoon: oh my fucking god

hobi: scottish pride!!

jimin: ???

hobi: was he not wearing a kilt?

jimin: a what?

hobi: killing myself

jin: why they put you in that dirty ass bathroom omg?

tae: dirty shoot for a dirty man

jin: ?

tae: what?

jin: just a bit crazy coming from u

y/n: tae you need to shower

tae: you in love

fucking bitch

jin: do you fuck her or fight her damn?

jimin: right he’s pissing me off

tae: can you leave me alone i’m going through a lot rn

jk: dick

tae: ??

jk: a lot of dick

yoongi: lmao

namjoon: he likes men?

hobi: ewwwwwwwwwwww

jimin: homophobia?????????

jk: yes so he’s going through them

cuz he does not like y/n

yoongi: you say this like every 2 weeks

jk: because it is true

y/n: thank god

jk: no thank men

hobi: thx men

jin: so it’s not jimin?

jimin: what??

tae: i’ve never touched another man let alone sleep with one

hobi: amen

y/n: now that is just not true

namjoon: who cares

tae: I DO

hobi: no one will ever say those words to you

jin: i will

tae: fr 🥲?

jin: LOL

tae: ok kys

and fuck that bitch y/n

yoongi: have

tae left “tan on twitter”

hobi: cuteness overload ^_^

y/n: what crawled up his ass today tf

jk: hi do you need me do you want me do you love me

namjoon: can we just talk about life or like

jin: let me guess trees?

jimin: weed?

jk: OH MY GOD NAMJOON WANTS TO TALK ABOUT WEED

hobi: life is a downward spiral noting matters we are all slowly dying the government hates us money is worthless drugs are all around our water is running out

jk: where is it running out of

let’s catch it

y/n: tae was being super weird right?

hobi: super shy

namjoom: what’s new

hobi: new hair

namjoon: stop

hobi: forgive me master

namjoon: i’m at my breaking point

jimin: breaking bad

jin: drugs?

jimin: it all links back to namjoon…

jk: omgggggg namjoon is this true……..

namjoon: LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE

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pls lmk if you like the twitter concept idk if i’m feeling her yet but if you guys are i will do more idk trying to be different 🙈

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jmvore · 11 months

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» RATING › 18+ [M I N O R S D O N O T I N T E R A C T] » GENRE(S) › smut, fluff » AU › slice of life » PAIRING(S) › park jimin x f!reader » WORD(S) › 8.5k+ » CH. SYNOPSIS › Jimin thought his dance rehearsal would run over but when he came home. You weren't there. » SMUT WARNING(S) › JIMIN CALLS THE READER MOMMY (so if that's not your cup of tea, don't read), sub!jimin, domme!f!reader,non-con voyeurism (but the reader makes sure Jimin is okay with it), loads of teasing, ass play, m! fingering, uh Neighbor!Namjoon jacks off to you and Jimin, p in the v s*x, teasing, pretty boys with toys, jimin is in love alright, soft!domme reader, cowgirl positions, there are a lot of petnames for Jimin (Petal, Prince, Baby, Sweetheart, etc), it's implied Namjoon has a crush on Jimin, & riding Jimin with a purpose. » ORIGINAL POST DATE › 06/30/2019 » RE-POSTED DATE › 10/26/23 » A/N › Thank you @/saradika for the divider(s)!For those who don't know, this is a request series: you can request for this universe. You can read more about it on this story's masterlist.

There’s one thing Jimin hates about this world and that’s the world of dating. Heartbreak. Betrayal. Lies. Wistfulness. There are plenty of emotions Jimin has felt throughout his years of trying and wanting to be loved. It’s something he’s yearned to experience since he was old enough to be able to know what love is.

Most dating apps proved to be a bust and most of the people he met in his everyday life didn’t fit his vibe. Yoongi even told him he’s going to have to use specific apps that cater to his specific needs but Jimin disagreed.

At least, he used to. Now? He’s not too sure.

He remembers all the things Yoongi has taught him about understanding his own wants and desires. He had to learn that not a lot of people are into the same kinks as he is. And Jimin had to come to that realization after a handful of disastrous dates and relationships. However, he also thinks Yoongi is tired of listening to him cry about it (he won’t say it though).

There was a relationship he had with an older man that he thought was going well! Their personalities fit well with one another, they loved the same things and even got along as if they knew each other for a long time. The only downside is when it came to having sex. He was almost always disinterested in the things that Jimin liked and when Jimin would suggest trying something different, he would berate him for it.

Ungrateful. Whiny. Uptight. Clingy. Crybaby.

He remembers all the names he called him and all the times he downplayed his feelings. Jimin never wanted to feel insignificant like that again. Unfortunately for him, he fell back into that pattern with a couple of other ex’s. His last lover (a woman he used to work with) he told her about some of his kinks and desires as they lay in pure bliss of the night. Jimin thought she would be willing and understanding. Willing to try but she fell into the same pattern as the man before. Only this time, she told the whole office about it as others labeled him as weird or an outcast.

Ever since then, he swore off dating.

It hurt to know the person you trusted enough to pour your heart out to was the one to betray you. Jimin knew eventually he was going to want to find love and settle down but for now, he’s content.

He ended up creating a blog. A safe place to be himself and express his needs and wants to the world anonymously. In the beginning, it was simple fiction stories to get his mind off of the things. His mind wants to cope with the kinks (he realizes), not too many people share. It wasn’t until he met someone who told him about BDSM clubs and so forth. At first, Jimin blew them off. Choked it up to them being a weirdo but then he researched it and that’s when he knew there were people out there like him. Men who love to get dominated. Men who love when women dominate them.

Club Black Whip was the club that ended up becoming his favorite after visiting several ones. Though he only visited when he wanted a dose of inspiration or to feed into his own desires. It took him a minute to participate with others but when he started to let loose, he found the experience a lot more pleasant.

That’s where he met you.

You were the fifth person he had a session with and you were going to be his last. If things didn’t work out the way that it did. You were the dominant he clicked with the most. He often left your sessions feeling satisfied but yearning to see you more. Eventually, he became a regular of yours. You would meet outside of the club whenever either if you didn’t want to go. You were so gentle and empathetic. He found himself being comfortable with having you as his domme. His feelings began to tread the thin line between friends and lovers. You quickly became his safe haven. Someone he could confide in. Someone he knew wouldn’t spill his secrets to the next person listening.

Someone he could see himself being with.

Spiritually, Mentally, Physically, and Emotionally.

When you expressed your desire to want to take care of him, he had the softest heart eyes someone could make a person. His heart soared higher than the clouds. He knew you saw other sub’s on the side but he also knew that he was your favorite. You never saw any of his fantasies as strange and he was thankful to find someone so understanding. You were never judgemental. You wanted him for him and it was everything he ever wanted…

And yet, with Jimin being hurt so many times, he was hesitant to jump into another relationship. He started to panic and in return, he kept you at arm's length because he didn’t want to be disappointed. He didn’t want to break this… illusion he had of you. And well, he didn’t want to disappoint you with the burden of dating someone who has been scorned.

Eventually the talks with others helped Jimin come to the realization that you were nothing like his past lovers. You were (and still are) genuine and honest. Caring. Affectionate. Considerate. He can go on and on but he knows he’s never had a connection with someone like he has with you and that realization led to Jimin asking you out on a date. Jimin remembers the warning Yoongi gave when he told Yoongi he was going to meet you at a nearby Dutch Bros to finally talk things over. Granted. Yes. He doesn’t know you outside of the club but (aside from the texting and phone calls) but Jimin was determined to get to know you.

He wouldn’t let you slip through his fingers a second time.

That day vividly etched in his memory…

There was some texting back and forth before you told him your ride was pulling into the parking lot. Jimin's nerves didn't do him justice either. He was already anxious the moment he got your text. A sudden rush of butterflies fluttered in his stomach as his heart began to drum. The wildest thing to note is that he’s seen you in all types of lingerie, leather and suits but the fact that he’ll be able to see you in your casual wear makes him nibble on his bottom lip.

It feels more intimate. More… exclusive.

He pulls out his phone and smiles at the fluctuation of text between Yoongi and Jungkook in their group chat. Many of them were asking if he was okay and if he had spoken to you yet. The latter asking Jimin to at least let him know he’s still alive. It gets a giggle out of him as he texts them back. Yoongi and Jungkook always told him they felt his blog was a safer option (not by much because there was still a risk of weirdo’s) but he digresses.

“Jimin?” He raises his head at the sound of your voice. “Hey!”

“H-Hi. Hey.” He’s quick to stand but in the process, he accidentally knees the table. He hisses with you immediately flock to his side to make sure he’s okay.

“You have to be careful, love.” You grab a hold of his calf to lay his leg on top of yours to massage. “Does it hurt?”

“No. I’m okay.” Jimin tries to hide his smile at the way you’re taking care of him. It feels good to be taken care of like this even if it’s something minor. He can’t help the smile that spreads.”I’m sorry for making y-” Jimin gasps when you place a finger to his lips.

“Don’t apologize. It’s okay, honey.” You run your fingers up his calf as he shivers to the touch. Jimin swore it was like gazing into the sun. Blinded by how pretty your smile is. And when you spoke, your voice was a different story. Usually, he’s listening to you bark orders over the music within the club. Your speaking voice sounds so different. So smooth. Velvety. He felt like he was melting into a puddle just listening to you talk about nothing and everything. And when your brunch date was over he asked to see you again.

It’s been a little over two years since that day and Jimin still feels as if he’s on cloud nine. Quite frankly, since you've been together, the both of you stopped visiting the club and he forgot about his diary. He didn’t have a need for it anymore now that you were here and it seemed like your relationship was going to last. You were understanding of his needs. You were willing to do any and everything to make him happy. You are his everything but he knew he was going to have to sit you down and have a serious talk with you about everything once you officially started dating.

That happened six months into your relationship when you were both comfortable discussing certain topics without him growing anxious.

He sat you down with a soft huff as he typed in his url to reveal his well kept secret. He let you scroll on your own as his nerves ran into overdrive. His leg bounced and he nibbled into his bottom lip when he saw the frown on your face. When you asked him what this was, he bashfully told you it was things he’s always wanted to try with his significant other. Unfortunately, in the past, they would turn him down and make fun of him as if his needs didn’t matter. Your glare told him everything he needed to know. He didn’t mean to start crying but when you began to console him, everything came crashing down over him.

He didn't realize how much it affected him until now.

“Oh baby,” You spun the chair until you were facing him to grab him by his hand and pull into your lap. You told him it would never be that way with you and that if he ever wanted to try something, he needed to let you know. You’ll be more than happy to indulge in whatever fantasy he wants as long as it’s talked about.

You wanted him to let loose. Be adventurous.

From then on, you urged him to do the things he wanted to do and as time passed, you kept discovering new things he wanted to try. He’s also been more vocal about it as well.

There was one time when you let him sit on your lap while you took a public train to get to Yoongi’s house. He wanted cuddles but didn’t want to wait (in which you didn’t mind). When people would stare, you would glare as if to tell them to mind their business. You didn’t care. You weren’t hurting anyone. As long as he was happy, you were ecstatic.

Another time was when he asked if you could pick him up and carry him around your shared bedroom. He felt light as a feather, his body vibrating with happiness. His arms were bound loosely around your neck and his legs wrapped tightly around your waist while he was nuzzling his face into your neck. It made him feel adored. Loved. Wanted. Something Jimin hasn’t felt romantically in a long time.

Right now, he remains seated on the couch as he’s watching some show on television (that’s not really important to him). He’s waiting for you to return, noting it’s after six. You needed some things for your dinner you were going to have with some of your friends tomorrow. It was your annual game night and well, it was your turn to host. He hasn’t seen or talked to you since this morning, aside from face timing you during his lunch period. All he wants to do is cuddle and give you all his love and vice versa. Jimin told you he was going to be late because his dance class ran over longer than he anticipated so you decided to go to the store. In the end, it didn’t run over by much and Jimin ended up beating you home. He wonders if you’re on your way home. Hopefully you won’t be too long. He’s so bored. He doesn’t know what to do with himself right now.

06:12pm | Petal🥰 : I’m home! Let me know if you need help. SENT

A couple minutes later, your ringtone blares. He doesn’t even remember turning it up but he’s quick to answer it.

“Honey!”

“Hey sugar. I’m outside.” He hears you grunt, knowing you might need his help. “Can you come help bring the groceries in?”

“I’ll be right out.” He’s quick to press end, his excitement to see you through the roof. He slips on his sweats and grabs his house shoes off the rack to meet you outside by your car. He can see the frustration in your eyes when a bag twists your finger a certain way.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Wasn’t expecting it to twist like that,” You chuckle. He grabs a couple of bags to take inside as he watches you leave to drop off the ones you have in the kitchen.

“How much did you get?”

“Not that much. I think.” You look down at the rest of the plastic bags in your trunk before looking back at him with a soft smile. “I made sure to get stuff to make your favorite.”

“Really?”

“Of course, my Pretty Petal.” You grin before pinching his cheeks. His nose scrunches as he wiggles out of your grip to try his best to grab a couple of more bags without hurting his hand. He loves that you’re always thinking of him even when it’s something as small as this. “There's not much left.”

“Okay.” He runs back into the house to drop off his bags, coming back out with quickness. He goes to grab more bags but before he can, you stop him.

“Sugar, What’s wrong?”

“Huh?” You’re quick to push him against the car door and lean in for a kiss. It’s nothing but a quick peck, but you notice he instantly melts against your touch. He blushes when he realizes but you’re quick to stop him from becoming shy. “N-Nothing, My Love.”

“Nu-Uh. Look at me,” You whisper while rubbing your thumb across his bottom lip. He instantly takes it into his mouth and sucks on it. Hard.

“I-It’s nothing. I just missed you,” He mumbles as you beam with pride at how soft your baby is.

“Well… Let’s finish so I can show you how much I missed you,” You hum, moving to let him head toward the house. Before he can get too far, you smack him on the ass to give him a little boost. He lets off a tiny moan, hurrying to take the groceries into the house.

When he comes back out, he glances around before asking, “Is that it?”

“Yeah, I have a couple more things if you wanna start putting everything else away. I’ll be right behind you.”

Jimin nods, running back into the house to finish his tasks. Although, you can’t help but feel like you’re being watched. You shrug it off and grab the rest of the bags and head inside to see he’s halfway done.

“Is everything there?” You questioned, setting the rest of the bags down on the counter. “I should be able to make enough to last the night.”

“For the Yubuchobap and Fried Chicken?”

“Mhm.” You smile, watching as he reaches to put the cans in the cupboard. You move to stand behind him as you lift his oversized shirt to run your fingers down his spine before reaching his ass. He shivers at the feeling, loving how your lips feel against the back of his neck. “That's what you wanted me to make, right little dove?”

He nods, whining softly and pushing himself back into you to try and get you to touch him more. When you give his ass a light smack, he immediately stops.

“Please…”

“You’re so cute when you’re needy,” You chuckle into his ear, giving his ear lobe a soft nip before letting your hands roam lower. “I haven’t even touched you and you’re already melting.”

“Because your touch feels too good.”

You hum, “I bet it does, Prince. And where do you want my touch?”

“All over me.” Jimin bucks his hips as you run your hand over the bulge in his sweats.

“Are you sure?” You tease while stroking him over his clothes. You can hear his breathing pick up as his oversized shirt falls off his shoulder. “Show me.”

He brings your left hand to his throat while placing the right at the hem of his sweats. When you pull them down, you reveal the secret of his cute purple lace boy shorts he decided to wear. His ass looks phenomenal and you can’t help but give him another smack on the cheek. This time, you knead the skin so he doesn’t bruise too much.

“Awww,” You coo, listening to how hot he sounds when he moans your name. “Don’t you look lovely.”

“I wore them for you.” He gasps once you start to palm at his cock through the underwear, the friction itself is enough to make him weak at the knees. “I-I wanted to look pretty.”

“And you look gorgeous, Petal.” His head falls back against your chest as you continue to feel him up. He ruts into your hand and bites his bottom lip the moment you squeeze it.

“Mommy… P-Please…”

“Please what?” You smirk, nuzzling your nose into the crook of his neck. You dip your hand in the front of his panties and stroke him, feeling the pre-cum oozing onto your hand. You can feel just how hard he is just from your touch. Listening to him whine and plead makes you wetter at the fact that he’s this way because of you.

“I want you,” He murmurs, “Can we go to the bedroom?”

“Or we can do it here.” Your eyebrows quirk while you smirk mischievously. “You wanted to do it with the blinds open, didn’t you? That was one of your fantasies, wasn’t it?”

“I—I… Well, yeah but what if he sees?” You follow his line of sight to see your next door neighbor, Namjoon, is in his kitchen on his laptop. Whoever built your duplex had the bright idea to make the window tall but narrow and unless you have blinds or curtains covering them, anyone can see through inside. Also with your kitchens facing the same direction, all he has to do is look over and he would have a full view of everything.

In which, you know he would love that. You’ve seen the way he looks at Jimin as if he wants to devour him whole. The only reason he hasn’t been invited into your bedroom is because Jimin doesn’t want it. And well, you don’t want to have to fight someone over Jimin.

“And if he does?” You push him forward to lean him over the counter. Jimin wouldn’t admit it but he loves being manhandled by you but the thought of Namjoon seeing the two of you is making him worry. “Sweetheart, you’re shaking. What’s wrong?”

Jimin’s cherub cheeks flare once he puffs them out. The red slowly tints over the pink. He’s thinking about it. He knows it’s something the two of you discussed but actually following through with it is a different story.

“Baby? Look at me.” You pause your movements to turn him around to face you. Your hand goes to cup his face while removing your other hand from his underwear. You never want to make him uncomfortable. Ever. And if this isn’t something that he wants to do then you’ll move the party somewhere else. “Petal, we don’t have to if you don’t want to. We can always stop.”

He gazes over at his neighbor who is immersed in his own world. The man is so absorbed in his laptop work. What are the odds he’d actually look over? Jimin takes the chance to glance over, just for a moment and then looks back at you.

“Okay,” He breathes, his lips crashing into yours. It’s rushed but his lips are soft. The taste of his peach chapstick is ever so present too. “I want to.”

It’s the thrill of getting caught for him. The thrill of knowing Namjoon can look but he definitely can’t touch. The thrill of knowing that he’s your and yours alone. No matter how many times you share your bed with others, it’s always going to be you and him.

“I’m serious.” You pause what you’re doing to get him to look you in your eyes. The last thing you want to do is make him uncomfortable. He’s had enough of that in his previous relationships. “We don’t have to, honey.”

“I want to,” He says, kissing your jawline then down to your neck before throwing his arms around your waist. You lean back to not influence his decision as he whines about not being able to kiss you but you bring your thumb up to rub the corner of his lips.

“I’m going to ask you one more time. Are you sure?” “I’m positive, Mommy.” He grabs your waist and pulls you into his front. Bringing your hand down to his cock to rub it again. “Please touch me…” You chuckle at how needy he is before running your hand up his chest to gently wrap around his neck.

“As you wish, my dear.” You lean forward to kiss his delicate lips one more time before yanking his shirt over his head and yanking his panties down. “I want to see you. All of you.” He whimpers when you slowly lower yourself, nipping at his belly until you’re on your knees in front of him. You glance up to take in his expressions. Eyes hooded, mouth agape and waiting. He loves how you tease. Flicking your fingers over his nipples while kissing and nipping at his muscular thighs.

Your mouth waters at the sight of how endowed he is and when you start to stroke him, his head falls back in utter bliss. It always amazes you with how much he’s packing. He’s not even fully hard yet but with the way you’re about to work your mouth around him, it definitely won’t take long.

“Oh fuck.” He releases a sigh as he tries to silence his sounds. He brings his fist to his mouth to try and muffle the sounds of his moaning but you’re quick to pull it away. “Don’t you dare,” You warn him, only to receive a whine in return. “I wanna hear how pretty you sound, Petal.”

Your hand pressed to his hip for leverage as he refrains from putting his hands on your head for leverage of his own. Instead, he squeezes the counter until his knuckles start to turn white because the feel of your mouth is godsend. The way you work your tongue around the tip of his dick has him so close to coming undone but he wants to hold on until he can’t anymore.

“Oh, That f-feels so good.”

“Yeah? You like that, Petal?” You ask, voice hoarse for wear but holy shit you sound so fucking sexy and it makes Jimin want to shove his cock even further down your throat. In which, he knows you can take it. You do it every time.

“I do…” He mewls, his voice trembling with the way his stomaching is starting to coil. You’re so good at pleasuring him that he doesn’t know if he’ll ever recover if the two of you don’t work out. “P-Please..”

“Please what, my love?” You ask with a pop of your lips, opting to continue jacking him off with the added twist of your wrist. He can hear how sloppy it’s getting, the sounds turning him more than it should. He always loves the way you slurp him down. How you work his cock until he cums in and all over you.

As you continue to suck his dick, Jimin takes the chance to look over to see that your neighbor has noticed your activity. Though, he’s trying his best to be oblivious to what’s going on.

“Holy shit…” Jimin gasps, pretty mouth falling open as he moans, “I-nngh-I think he sees us.”

You pull your mouth off him to glance over noticing he’s sitting at the island and eating. His phone is up like he’s doing something on it but you think he’s recording. When you smirk at him, he fumbles with it as it crashes to the ground. You’re pretty sure the screen is cracked.

“Let’s give him a show then. Are you okay with that?” “Yes.” Jimin whimpers when you let go of his cock, helping him sit up on the counter. Pushing his leg up, he hooks it around your waist and he leans up to kiss you, darting his tongue into your mouth. He can faintly taste himself as he grinds into your front.

The rough material of your shirt helps just a little bit. You nip at his bottom lip, pulling it toward you as you push his legs further apart. “Get comfortable,” You whisper in his ear, “I’ll be back.” “W-Where are you going?” His eyes widened as he leaned on his elbows. He goes to close his legs but you pop him in his inner thigh as if to tell him no. He pouts, “Don’t leave.”

“I’ll be back, baby. Get comfortable for me, my prince.”

When he calls your name you simply tell him you’re going to get a toy as you saunter off toward the room without a care in the world. Jimin gnaws at his bottom lip and lays back against the cold surface of the isle counter.

He doesn’t want to look over.

He doesn’t want to know if Namjoon’s still getting a full show at your expense but he can’t deny the fact that it’s turning him on more that you have an audience. Granted, he would never let him touch him. Hell, you don’t really like sharing (in which Jimin is more than okay with that) so he has nothing to worry about.

But of course… he’s still curious so he takes the chance to glance out the window to see that Namjoon is gone. Jimin sighs, relieved for a second that he wouldn’t make eye contact with his neighbor. A very hot but weird neighbor.

“H-Honey?” Jimin sits up and calls out to you. You’re taking forever! Where are you? What the hell are you doing? Why were you taking forever?

So many questions that have no answer. He starts to scoot toward the edge but, before he can jump off, he hears your bare footsteps against the tiles. You’re coming back and he realizes he’s moved out of his spot. He clicks his tongue, scooting back and lying down in the position he was in.

“You look so cute, baby.” You nip at your bottom lip, eyeing him up and down because he’s so damn fine.

“Please touch me!” Jimin whines, reaching out for you to come closer. Which you do, but not close enough for his liking. “You didn’t move, did you?” You question, seeing him furiously shake his head. Your purple manicure nails lightly scratched down his stomach before wrapping around his cock to stroke.

“Oh…” Jimin falls back against the counter as you move to stand between his legs. He wraps his legs around your waist to pull you closer. It feels so good but you’re being too soft right now.

“You wouldn’t lie to me baby, now would you?”

“No!” Jimin’s breaths hitch as he tries to sit up but, you’re quick to push him back down by his chest. ”N-No, I wouldn’t.”

You hum, setting the new tropical fruit-flavored lube you bought earlier next to him on the counter. Your eyes meet and he knows what you want to do. He’s down for it. He wants you to make him cum.

He’s ready.

“You’re so eager, Petal.” You lick your lips, giving his thick thigh a slap before kneading the flesh. The more he lays still there the more he starts to become self-conscious but when you start caressing his body he tenses a little more. He’s gnawing his lip at this point and you’re afraid he’s going to break the skin if he keeps going. You want him to relax and what better way than to sing his praise. He needs to be opened up before he can take the bigger reward. If you decide to give it to him.

“You’re so good for me, Petal.” You bring your index finger to your mouth to lick it before rubbing your index finger against his rim. He clenches before relaxing only slightly and moaning the moment you push inside. You get him to bend his legs so his feet can sit on the edge of the counter. Opening him up wider.

“Aren’t you baby?”

“Yes,” He whimpers as he tries to move closer to you. He looks so cute wiggling to try and fuck himself on his fingers until you slap him on his balls to get him to stop moving so much. His eyes roll to the back of his head, biting his lip harder. He’s trying so hard not to come from the bare minimum but you do it so well, he doesn’t know how much longer he can hold it. “I was good. I didn’t move.”

“I know you didn’t, my pretty petal.”

Jimin moans at the praise, begging for you to continue touching him where he needs it the most.

You lean closer to kiss his inner thighs. He’s trembling under your touch, whining about wanting to cum but you don’t want him to.

Not yet.

You stop and take the moment to pour more lube onto your finger as Jimin gasps at the warm, wet finger pushing past his rim again. He hisses at the light sting but relishes in the way you’re opening him up. Relishing in the attentive attention you’re giving him. Relishing the fact that Namjoon wants what he can’t have. You can see it in his eyes, hear it in his labored breathing that he’s so close to losing himself but he wants to be obedient.

He doesn’t want to cum until you tell him to. “M-More…” He pleads, hearing you chuckle at his desperation though you give him what he wants. You press two-lube soaked fingers into him, still making sure he’s comfortable. When he gives you the okay, you begin pumping said fingers in and out of him, hearing his high pitch moans. “Is that enough or do you want more?” You ask, still pumping in and out of him. He can barely get a word out when you begin to slow down and he cries for you not to stop. “More?”

“Y-Yes! Please!”

“More fingers?” You mock him teasingly, hearing him groan as he tries to sit up but you’re quick to press back into his chest. “Or do you want this?”

You wave the silicone toy in his face, seeing him salivate at the sight.

“I want the toy,” He exhales, but you shake your head. “Pretty please can I have it?”

“Well then I would have to open you up some more, baby.” You coo when he wiggles closer. He doesn’t care. He wants you to do what you have to. “Is that what you want?”

“Yes. Please.”

You remove your fingers to pull him off the counter and turn him around to bend him over it. He hates the feeling of being empty but he knows you’re going to fill him up again soon. He nods when your hand comes down with force. It causes him to jerk forward. At this point, he’s leaking. He wants you to finish opening him up so you can fuck him properly.

He wants to cum so bad.

“Just a little bit more, Petal.” You whisper close to his ear before nipping at it. “Your ass is just so amazing. It sucks my fingers right in because of how wet you are.”

You praise him with another slap on his left cheek before kneading the soreness out.

“I could play with it all day.”

He can feel your nails drag up and down the back of his thighs. His legs quiver, falling forward as he fights to not cum untouched. You’re making it so goddamn hard, he doesn’t know how he is going to last.

“So pretty and wet. I love everything about you, my love.” You’re on your knees again and he knows what’s coming next when you grip both his cheeks to pull them apart.

“All for me.”

“It’s yours, Mommy!”

The last part of his sentence jumps octaves when you run your tongue from his balls to his awaiting hole. The wet, warm muscle feels amazing as he pushes back for you to go deeper. Especially when you reach between his legs to start stroking him again. His breath hitches but, it soon turns into lustrous moans when he feels the fire building in the pit of his stomach faster than before. You flick your tongue before going to tongue fuck his hole, hoping it’ll bring him to his orgasm. As far as you can tell with the way his knees buck and the way his moans get louder and louder with each fuck, he’s soaring close to it. He grips the counter for leverage when you remove your tongue only to start fingering him again. This time faster, hitting his prostate over and over until his mind is completely shattered. All he feels is your hands caressing his body. Your mouth leaves kisses and licks in places that have his toes curling. When your mouth is wrapped around his cock from the back, he loses it.

Honestly, he doesn't know how much more he can take.

“I-I’m—Cum—Oh fuck!” He cries when you release him from your mouth to go back to eating him out. He reaches back to push you in further but, the slap that comes down to his ass lets him know he’s out of line. “I wanna c-cum, M-Mommy. Pleaseee, Let me!”

“Do you want to, Petal?” You ask, stopping your movement in favor of letting his fire die. You notice his head falls forward as the back of his neck is covered in a sheen of sweat. His breathing grows labored and he looks so damn hot begging for his release. “Or do you wanna feel me first?”

He doesn’t have to glance back to know what you’re talking about. He can feel the silicone rubbing against his ass and he can’t help but vibrate with excitement. He hates the fact that he loves being edged. He hates that you know he does too. And he hates that you love doing it because you do it so fucking well.

“I wanna feel you please…”

“Thought so.” You preen at how fucked he is. Eyes hooded, mind all fuzzy and dazed. He looks so damn cute. “I can’t wait to wreck you. Is that what you want, baby?”

Jimin nods as he can feel the traces of your fingertips along his spine. They travel down, down, down until you reach his backside. You give it a hard smack before squeezing his ass to your heart's content.

"Good because I'm the one that gets to ravish you until you can't think of anything but me." You kiss his cheek to hear him sigh out in response. "I'm the one that gets to fuck you until you're brain-dead and can't think of anything but the way that little plastic cock drills your wet hole. Hold your cheeks apart, baby."

He does as he's told, too enamored by the kiss to think otherwise. You know he has a pretty view of Jimin as you pump your fingers in and out, letting them brush against his prostate over and over again. You can feel his pleasure in the way he moans into your kiss, and it only fuels your desire.

"You're doing so good, baby. So good for me, honey."

"You're going to make me hard again."

"Hm. Is that right?"

“Yes…”

“Good.” You hum, fingers pulling his cheeks apart as he buries his head into the crook of your neck the moment you start to circle your index finger around his rim. Jimin knows what you're thinking and god, does it make it harder just thinking about you claiming him in front of others? "You think Namjoon would fuck you this good?"

"No..." Jimin whines, rutting against your thighs and fucking himself back on your fingers when you add a second. "You fucked me so good. You ruined me for anyone else."

"I did, huh?" You know you did and for as long as he lets you, you'll continue to do so. "And you know I'm not done with you yet."

"I know. I don't want you to be." His nails dig into your back as it's your turn to kiss his sweetly swollen lips. "Keep ruining me."

"Oh honey," You tease, nipping at his bottom lip as he chases after you. "I'll ruin you for as long as you want me to." Instead of letting him kiss you, you place your finger over his mouth and allow him to throw his arms around your shoulders to hold you close. “Hold on, sweetheart.”

That’s when you notice movement out of the corner of your eye. Realizing your neighbor is back in his seat and still trying his best to make sure you don’t notice what he’s doing. It’s clear as day though and in this moment, you think of Jimin.

“Baby?” You turn your attention back to Jimin who looks so unbelievably fucked from your touch. “Stay with me, Petal. Answer me.”

“Please…” He whines, laying his head on your chest as you take the moment to shower him with the love he deserves. Kisses to his cheeks, jawline, and where else your lips can touch. “I love you.”

“And I love you, Pretty.” Jimin blushes, harder. He grows impatient as he realizes he can’t feel you touching him anymore. “My pretty petal.”

“Mommy…” He urges, snuggling right into your neck. Unsure if he’s the reason you’ve stopped. Why did you stop? “P-Please move. I wan’-”

“Baby, listen to me.” He gasps the moment you nip at his bottom lip, eyes finding yours to look into. He looks so beautiful like this. Under your thumb and ready and willing to do whatever it is you want him to do. “Are you still okay with this?”

“Huh?” He pouts and you want nothing more than to kiss it away but you need an answer from him before you continue.

“With him watching.”

You don’t want to make it obvious that you know because from Namjoon's perspective, he doesn’t think you do.

“We can go to our bedroom or the living room if you don’t want to. Yes or no.”

“Yes.” Jimin nods so hard, you swear his head is going to fall off his shoulders. “Wan’ cum.”

You glance at your nosey neighbor one more time before deciding for him. He’s not in a good state of mind to make decisions and you would feel awful if he came to regret his decision later.

“No, No.” You remove yourself from Jimin, noticing he’s dropping more into his subspace by the second. He needs to be in the comfort of the two of you not to be gawked at like a piece of meat. “Baby, come with me.”

You grab everything off the counter before taking his hand and leading him into the living room. He has a permanent pout on his face but you know just what to do to get him in high spirits again.

“Does my baby want his reward for being patient and obedient?” You ask, oh so sweetly, as you lead him to sit on the couch. “I’m ready to give it to you.”

He nods but he knows that’s not good enough.

“Words, Petal. Let me hear you.”

“I want it.” He pants, opening his legs wider for you to kneel in front of him. His cock is as red as a tomato, looking as if it’s ready to explode. You lean down to lick the pre-cum off the tip as he whines for more. “I want you, Mommy. Please touch me.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yes!” You notice tears pricking at his eyes and you don’t want to see him in any more pain. He deserves his release and you’re planning on giving it to him. You reach for the lube beside the couch and pour a generous amount of it all over the toy you were going to use on him tonight. You can practically hear Jimin purr and it spurs you on more.

“Are you ready, Petal?” “I am.”

You rub the toy from his balls to his rectum before tapping it against his balls and watching his cock jump from excitement. You know if you hit the right spot, he will cum. Honestly, It’s what you’re banking on.

“Baby, hold your legs up for me.” You help him by placing his feet on the edge of the couch and pulling his bottom closer to you for leverage. He eyes you curiously, unsure of what you’re about to do. You want him to cum, want him to finally get the release he deserves since you’ve been edging him as you slowly insert the toy back into him.

Only, instead of starting to move it, you angle it so it’ll graze his prostate if he moves.

“Be still, pretty,” You warn as he whines, his head falling back against the couch. He loves it when you’re ruthless with your teasing , but now, he wants to feel you close.

‘You want me. my prince?” His eyes light up the moment you move away as he watches you stand to your feet to pull your leggings down your legs and off to the side. Uncaring of where they land. He realizes a minute too late that you weren’t wearing any underwear and before he can say anything, you move his legs back down and in the process, it pushes hard against him as he moans.

“I want you…” He whimpers, biting his bottom lip as you make the move to stand above him on the couch. His eyes go straight to your pussy and wet you are. The way it’s glistening in the light makes his mouth water even more. “Mommy,” He moans, brain focused on one thing and that’s to pleasure you. “Please.”

“Like what you see, Honey?” You squat to hover over his lap, grabbing his jaw to bring his face closer. You kiss his lips as he melts in your embrace and it’s the cutest thing you’ve seen. “You want me to fuck you, my prince.”

“I do,” He whispers against your lips and well, who are you to deny such a request? “Take me…”

“Oh, baby I’m going make you cum so hard you’re not gonna remember how to speak.”

At that, Jimin’s mind goes into a frenzy as he tries to raise his hips to be closer to you but you stop him.

“Have a little patience, baby.” You kiss down his neck as you nip and bite at the spot that makes him lose his mind. He’s so close! So, so close and he doesn’t know what to do. “Put your hands behind your back, sweetheart, and keep them there.”

He practically sits on his hands and when you deem him ready, you make quick work of grabbing his cock and lining it up with your wet cunt. He waits in anticipation once you make eye contact, his mouth falling open the moment you take all of him. You sit briefly, eyes scrunched close and listening to his soft pants.

“You fit me perfectly.” You moan, seeing Jimin with tears brimming at the corner of his eyes.

“You feel so good,” He softly sighs, feeling the way your pussy clenches around him. With how much you’ve edged him, he doesn’t know how much longer he’ll last but he wants to try to last as much as he can. “I-I’m ready…”

“You’re so soft, baby.” You pepper kisses all over his cheek and jawline that he closes his eyes to accept. The feeling of being so loved by someone that it’s making his heart want to burst from his chest he doesn’t know what to do. He doesn’t wanna do anything but you. “You look so pretty.”

“Only pretty for you.”

“Yeah? No one else?”

“No one compares to you, mommy.” His face falls into the crook of your neck as he whimpers at the feeling of him bottoming out inside you. “Oh god…” Jimin sighs, nails digging into his wrists as he tries his hardest not to touch you no matter how much he wants to. “M-Move, please.”

You’re slow to rotate your hips, loving the way his cock drags against your walls. He’s so thick that he fits you so snug and the way your walls clench around him has him almost blowing his load.

“I can’t-”

“Yes you can, baby.” You lift your hips before sitting on his cock to begin rocking back and forth. You roll your hips and he can feel the way your pussy clenches against his cock.

“Touch. ‘Wan touch. ‘M so c-close. Please!”

“Go ahead, Petal.” You smile and when he grabs you by the waist, you can’t help but pick up your pace. He can feel your breast drag against his chest every time you go up and down. The skin to skin contact feels so good, it makes him feel like he’s on fire. His body burns from the intensity of your movements. “Feels good?”

“So good.”

Jimin squeezes your waist as you let out a moan. You find yourself wanting to kiss Jimin as you press your lips into his. It starts slow and soft, before pressing harder and pushing your tongue into his mouth. He kisses you back eagerly as your tongues intertwine. Deep and passionate. The sounds of the couch scraping against the wooden floor is like nails to a chalkboard the more you continue to ride him but his moans outweigh it.

You smile into the kiss as his eyes flutter shut. He is savoring the moment.

"I'm close. Again. Close so close..." He whines, unable to keep up with the feeling burning in his stomach. He feels like he's about to explode with pleasure. He's dropping further and further into his sub-drop as he clings to you harder. He holds you as close as he physically can but you know it's not enough for him. He's going to need more and you're going to give your baby what he wants.

"You're almost there, sweetie."

"Please..." He can feel your hand between your bodies, no doubt going to play with your clit to help you cum. He would help but he’s so lost, he’s not sure if he’ll be much use. “Cum… with me?”

"Mhm, Stay with me, honey."

"Please, Please!" He's breathless, nails digging in your back as he's lost in fucking himself in your pussy. You moaning out that your cumming only fuels his fire. He’s coming in hot behind you. "Cum... Cum... I'm-"

You feel his warm cum seep into you the moment it happens as you let him finally ride out his orgasm. He shudders before whining about being sensitive and wet.

"Fuck..." His eyes roll to the back of his head and for a second, you can't help but feel a surge of pleasure ripple through you. You take a deep breath and smile, feeling satisfied and pleased. You reach a hand up to brush his hair back from his face and kiss his forehead. He's still before slumping against your chest, exhausted. You wrap your arms around him, feeling your heart swell with so much love.

"Jimin.” You hold Jimin's face, and seeing the look of relief that washes over his features makes you feel a sense of love. “How are you feeling, sweetheart? Feeling good?"

"Feeling great." He reassures you, leaning forward to kiss you on the lips. He grabs your arms to get you to wrap them around his waist. You can feel him grin against your neck, mimicking his gesture because that’s all you want for him. “It was amazing.” “Really?”

"Yes.” He squeezes your waist before doing his best to hold you still. “I also wanted to say thank you."

"For what, my love?"

“Being so good to me.” Jimin grins as he throws his arms around your neck to pull you closer. You fall against his chest in a fit of laughter but he knows it’s not in a fit of mocking.

“That’s all I want to be. You deserve the world Jimin and I plan to give it to you.” You bring your hand to his cheek to caress as he melts into your embrace. He knows this but hearing you say it makes his heart flutter even more. “Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise, baby.”

He nods, trying to hide his blushing cheeks. He feels as if he’s on cloud nine and he doesn’t want to come down.

“Baby look at me.”

He leans back to look at you with a lovesick smile. He’s drunk off you and quite honestly, it’s the best feeling in the world.

“You’re so pretty.” You smile back, finally feeling him soften inside of you. Do you want to get up? No not at all but when you check the time, you realize you’re going to be late. “Baby, we should get up.”

“No!” He’s quick to wrap his arms around your waist to hold you still. “You’re so warm. Don’t wanna leave…”

“We’re going to be late.”

Jimin whines, uncaring of anything other than loving you. You know when he gets like this, it gets hard for him to come back without the proper coaxing. So Instead, you lean into his warmth, holding his head into your breath as you hear him release the breath he was holding. You play with the hair on the back of his neck and there’s a moment where all you want to do is stay here in his arms.

“Baby?” You lean back to kiss his forehead as he looks at you with nothing but love sparkling in his eyes. “Do you wanna just stay here? We can order takeout.”

He nods and well, you know neither of you are going to get up any time soon.

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chroniclesofbts · 7 months

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Call Me Home Part 3

Idol hybrid BTS x hybrid foreigner reader

Warnings: implied sexual themes, smut, angst, fluff, polyamorous relationship

If you’re not 18+ please, do not interact.

As always, my works do not represent BTS in any way, this is purely a work of fiction.

*short chapter, I cut this part in half because it was so long*

Y/N's POV

Coming to, I can hear voices around me and an annoying beeping. Listening intently I hear the words, "not heat", "too risky", "trauma", and "management". The monitor attached to my heart gave away that I was waking up, the beeping increasing. My eyes flutter open, the light blinding me initially.

"Hey, welcome back. You really scared me there" Jin said softly, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed. "I thought my face was just too handsome for you" he joked to lighten the mood.

"How are you feeling Miss... ?" A woman in scrubs asked

"Fine, head is a little heavy, I'm a little sore too. What happened?" I questioned

"You passed out in the shower with Jin. You didn't hit your head or anything, he managed to hold you up and call Jungkook for help." I flushed at the thought of Jungkook seeing me naked. "Can I ask you some personal questions?" The doctor asked gently, "Your pack can stay here or leave if you feel uncomfortable at any time"

"Um, s-sure" I stuttered

"Do you have any nightmares?"

"Oh, uh yeah, most people do though" I joke

"How many a week?" She says writing things down on a clipboard.

"Uh it depends, maybe like 5?" Jin's hand finds mine, and holds it in a comforting manor.

"Do you ever feel numb?" She continues

"Yeah, I guess if I get too overwhelmed I do." I answer honestly

"Do you feel like you startle easily? Have trouble concentrating?"

"Sometimes" I answer, starting to close in on myself.

"Last question, where do you see yourself in the future?"

"I mean, how far out? I see myself with the pack, for as long as I have left" I answer, feeling Jimin lean his head on my shoulder from the right side where he was sitting.

"I see, thank you for answering my questions, I will talk to your packs leader and you should be able to go back to their dorms in the next few hours." She smiled, motioning to Namjoon to follow her.

"How long was I asleep?" I ask Jimin

"3 days, you must have been tired and your body was recovering from the shock to your system with the pills you took." Jimin explained.

"Why was she asking all of those questions?" I ask him nervously, "Did I do something wrong, are you going to replace me?" I whimper

"No! No, baby, never" Jin said, squeezing my hand. "We just want to make sure we can help you, make sure we can be enough for you"

"Oh, why?" I mumble confused as I feel myself blush.

"Because you deserve the perfect pack" Jimin said, pushing his nose further into my scent gland.

"Wait, I thought I was in heat" I look at Jin, who looks away bashfully.

"Your body has never had a heat, it wasn't ready for a heat, your body was fighting the medicine, it caused you to get sick. Right before you passed out I could smell the shift in your hormones, I just didn't figure it out until you passed out. I, o-overwhelmed your b-body. I c-caused it, I am so sorry" He cried, "we don't deserve to be your pack, we couldn't even take care of you as soon as we got you"

"Jin, I don't blame you. It's not your fault, how could anyone have known? You caught me, right? I didn't get a concussion. It's okay"

Before he could respond, Namjoon came in the door followed by a man I had never met before.

"This is Sejin, one of our managers. After talking with the medical staff, we think it's best to start you on a month of medicine to encourage a natural heat cycle. This will also give your body time to adjust to being in a pack, as well as let your mind work through everything that has happened recently. With the rush of moving and education, now this, your body and mind are overwhelmed. We want to make sure you're completely healthy and ready." Namjoon explained as the nurses started to detach me from all of the medical equipment.

"Take it easy for the first week, bed rest for the first 5 days at least. Your body is recovering and we don't want anything to delay the process." The nurse explained.

"Here, we brought you some clothes, its ours, but we will get you your own soon" Jungkook said, handing me some clothes that smell like all of them. He helped me up with a blush and led me to the connected bathroom to change. I quickly changed into the sweatpants and shirt, pulling the drawstrings so they fit move comfortably. I opened the door and found him waiting outside, eyes widening, pupils dilating, at me in their clothes. He extended his hand to me and started to walk me over the the wheelchair.

"I don't need that" I said, trying to pull out of his grip.

"Okay" Jungkook smirked, sweeping me off my feet, "but you can't walk, doctors orders. I prefer this way too" he winked.

"W-wait, actually, the chair l-looks fine" I stuttered through my embarrassment.

"Sorry, cutie, I like this way" He smiled, staring at me with a fondness I haven't seen yet. He carries me through the lobby and outside to the waiting car. Jimin's mouth dropped open as he whined about how unfair it was that he got to carry me, causing a few others to grumble too. He hands me to Namjoon, who pulls me close in his lap, shoving his face into my neck and relaxing. The drive was filled with lots of joking and flirting, I swear my face was always flushed. Jin steals me away from Namjoon to carry me inside and up the stairs to their room. It has a large bed where they obviously sleep all together, lots of pillows and blankets resembling a den. Jin gently lowered me into their den, showing through actions that he could care for me. I immediately relaxed, realizing that even being surrounded by predators, I was safe. I let my eyes flutter closed, my body pulling me under with exhaustion. The last thing I register is a body laying down gently next to me, in their animal form, their purring lulling me deeper into dreamland.

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daichiduskdrop · 1 year

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Chapter 31

Pairing: BTS Ot7 X fem! reader

Genre: A/B/O AU, Fluff, Angst, Strangers to lovers,

Warnings: none :))

Words: 3594

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The pack members wished they could say the night was peaceful, but unfortunately that wasn't the case.

Everything was okay in the beginning; the alphas only occasionally moved into more comfortable positions, but with the pack warmth and you close by, they slept mostly peacefully.

You were closely held by Jimin, his soft hands keeping you close to his chest as he slept, unconsciously having his cheek caress the crook of your neck, scenting you.

Jungkook too kept you close, soft rumbles leaving his chest, as if his unconsciousness were telling him to lullaby you to a better rest.

Even though the living room wasn't as well heated as any of the other rooms, the place was quite large and open, so even when the heaters were turned on full blast by the alphas for you in an attempt to keep you warmer, it wasn't as good as they wanted.

But even then, you were warm and toasty, with all of the naturally warmer bodies keeping you safely tucked away and comfortable.

It was just after two a.m. when your eyes fluttered open, and your body was still a bit tired. A small yawn left you, your mind still hazy and sleepy.

Then you heard it. The creaking that sent you to a much more awake state, with your eyes snapping open wider.

It was quite distant, coming from much further into the house. Were you imagining things? The sound came from behind Jin, or did it?

You went to sit up, but with how closely all of the alphas held you, you couldn't really move either. And so, as a most natural reaction to your distress, a soft whine left you in hopes of getting some help.

Even when the packmembers slept visibly peacefully, though considering some of the fully cramped-up positions, it was weird, it didn't mean they were truly unaware.

It was a normal thing for many alphas to be actually, deeply asleep during only minimal times. While it was very common for omegas to sleep over 10 hours a day, healthy alphas would get around with much less time and could fully function with only about 4 or 3.

And even if they went to sleep early, most usually for their omega's sake, the lower-ranking packmate would probably be too in distress to truly sleep on their own; they would stay in a more lucid state.

And so, when the softest whine left you, the pack members were awake right away.

The first to shoot up was Namjoon, the packalpha turning to look over you, on high alert as if he was expecting you to be under attack.

Jungkook woke up only a second later, and Yoongi and Jin also rose up to look over what was causing you distress.

„Babybun? What's wrong? Alpha is right here,” the youngest whispered first, pulling you closer to his chest, having Jimin grumble softly.

„Pup? Pup, what is it? What's wrong?” Namjoon asked next, crawling over as carefully as possible.

When he felt a bump under his knee and Taehyung shot up, a light rumble leaving the young alpha's chest, he realised he wasn't so lucky as he stepped on the alpha.

„What the fuck hyung—seriously!" The younger alpha said, his angry voice only unsettling you more. While Tae still pretty much whispered, you were too far in your mind with the spook you got earlier and heard well enough.

„Sorry Tae-ah. Come to alpha, little baby." The packalpha didn't mind the younger for too long, choosing to pay attention to you. The way you closely gripped both of the lambs made him a little nervous.

Namjoon took you into his arms, quietly grabbing you from both Jimin's and Jungkook's arms. The older man now awake when he felt you being taken from him, having his eyes shot open.

„Yah, yah! That's my-” The young alpha's naturally well-hidden satoori accent showing, his voice much gruffer and harsh from the sudden awakening.

„It's just me, Jiminnie." Namjoon sighed softly, gently coaxing you closer as your arms wrapped around the packalpha's neck, your hands taking his t-shirt into your little fists.

„Come here, pup, tell alpha what's wrong, hm?” He asked, sitting back down in the middle of the rustled up duvet, all of the packmembers eventually sitting up, some of them still tired and yawny.

You didn't really answer; only a soft whine left you again, suddenly worried. Has someone broken in? That was a terrifying thought.

„Kitty? Come on, tell alphas what's wrong so they can fix it. You still need to sleep, little kitten." Yoongi murmured, leaning closer to gently cup your cheeks, kissing your forehead sweetly.

The alpha wanted you to sleep enough for tomorrow so you wouldn't have to nap in Hybe again, if you would go with them.

He could only imagine how unsettling and uncomfortable it would be for you to see the unknown place and then have to sleep there too.

Yoongi wanted to sleep some more himself too, though you were more important. He wouldn't like being woken up so suddenly during the night by anyone else but you, that was for sure. You were an exception; he would sacrifice all the sleep for you.

After a few soft coaxings from the packmembers, you mumbled about the eery noise you heard a few minutes ago, soon tucking your face deep into Namjoon's neck, where his scent gland was.

The packalpha sighed softly, leaning down to peck the top of your head a few times, his hands gently caressing your sides and back as he held you close.

The alphas would wake up if someone actually broke in; it didn't matter if your sweet scent was close to them, lightly clouding over their perception; they would always notice a new scent in the house.

„Silly cub, there is no one here peaches. Alphas would know, sweet baby." The eldest sighed, his softer side coming out as he came closer to his packalpha, leaning closer to kiss your temple himself.

„Bu-But the n-noise, oppa...” You mumbled, resting your head sideways on Namjoon's collarbone, looking at Jin with teary eyes.

At the soft look you gave him, the eldest couldn't help but coo at you, pecking your forehead repeatedly, his fingers combing through your hair.

„It was probably just the house sunshine. It's all okay." Hoseok smiled at you gently, his ruffled-up hair wild, just like everyone elses.

„B-But-” You went to tell them that someone was for sure inside, before you were gently cut off, your worries tucked away.

„Little kitty, you know alphas will always protect you, right?” You nodded a little, your fingers tightening the grip on Namjoon's t-shirt. Yoongi sighed softly, smiling at you.

„Why would alphas lie about anyone being here then? We would never put our little 'mega in danger, my sweet baby kitty." He said gently, your cheeks once again held in his palms.

You didn't really respond, tucking yourself back as close as possible to the packalpha's warmth, the man returning the gesture.

„How about alphas go check babycheeks? Would that make you feel better?” Taehyung asked softly, his gaze gentle as he noticed how unnaturally unsettled your scent still was.

They would do anything you might need and wish for if it meant that you would feel more comfortable and settled, ready to go back to rest.

Seeing the tiny nod, you heard them start to shuffle up, Namjoon gently pecking your temple again before he went to place you into Jin's awaiting embrace.

A distressed whine left you once again, not realising that you were about to be pampered, thinking the packalpha was only about to put you back down to be on your own.

„It's okay, pup, it's okay. Stay with Jin Hyung for a little bit, okay? Alpha will go look himself to make sure his little 'mega is safe and secure.”

Namjoon was quick to calm you down, gently caressing your sides before Jin finally took you into his arms, the alpha's cheek and chin rubbing over the top of your head.

A warm, orange light went over the room, Jimin standing next to the lamp as he ran his fingers through his hair, more lights turning on as a few of the alphas got up from the makeshift den to look around the house.

You were left with the eldest and the other alpha that came back soon after, both of them gently holding you close as they scented you carefully.

„There, there, baby princess. 's all good now. Alpha's are here." Jimin whispered softly, holding your hand and occasionally squeezing it in response to your grip.

„Do you want to drink something cub? ...Here baby, drink up." Jin gently said, reaching over to the water they prepared earlier that evening.

The eldest didn't let go of the water bottle, opening it and carefully tipping it to your lips, letting his natural instincts take over.

It took only a small while for the packmembers to go through the whole house, checking every room not only for an unknown scent but for anyone too.

Jungkook even went to check the outside pool. The night was cold, but he made quick work, shuffling over the snowy backyard in his slippers.

When he didn't see, hear, or sense anyone, the youngest made a quick round around the entire outside property, looking into the garage last, though apart from their nicely parked cars, there wasn't anything to look at.

With wide yawns and nothing to worry about, the alphas soon came back to the living room, seeing you get coddled and held closely by both Jin and Jimin, setting a smile on each of their faces.

„It's all okay, kitten. Come on, let's get you to bed now." Yoongi whispered, taking you into his own arms, before he went back over to the warm duvet and covers you slept under earlier.

He would definitely get too warm during the night, but he couldn't care less, spooning you gently as he scented you quickly himself.

It didn't matter that there was actually no one in their home; you were still quite distressed and scared, so keeping you safely tucked in his arms felt like the best medicine.

The other pack members followed soon after, your other side taken by Hobi, having the youngest three grumble and complain about wanting to rest with you tonight.

When you went to move to go to them, both Hoseok and Yoongi pulled you right back, letting you know that they were in fact making it up and that they would get to sleep with you sooner or later.

„You didn't have to worry about a thing now,” Hoseok said softly, „alphas are here now to take care of everything sweet sunny-bub. You don't have to worry about a thing, alphas will take care of their little 'mega...”

The other alphas didn't take much longer before they laid back into the now a bit rustled nest, all of them a little tired and sleepy.

With you falling asleep first, Namjoon was the last to stay awake, the packalpha seemingly peacefully resting, though he was basically awake for the next hour or two, carefully listening in for any sounds or noises.

When he didn't hear anything for a while, he went to sleep himself, making sure to keep his entire pack and mostly you safe.

❄️

Jin was the first to wake up the upcoming morning. A distant ringing sound from one of their phones woke him from his slumber.

The eldest sat up, blinking his sleep away as he stumbled up, climbing off of the couch, and going to the kitchen, where one of his younger packmates phones rang it's usual morning alarm.

It was only 6:00, but still Jin decided that he shouldn't go back to sleep or he would seriously not get up on time. He was too tempted to stay and cuddle and scent you all day long.

It sounded like a dream, having you in his arms to look over and keep close, maybe watch a movie too. He would then spoil you with some delicious lunch and snacks, and maybe, if you wanted to, he would go out with you too.

The alpha would then take you around some of his favourite stores, maybe go to a restaurant he bought a few years ago, or go to a candy shop to buy you sweets and snacks to munch on.

There was an American candy store in the middle of the city, the eldest thought, and while it was for sure crazy, overpriced, and definitely far from healthy, he should definitely take you sometimes.

He heard people saying online, that America has a lot of different candies compared them, and a lot of them are even available for omegas.

While Korea, of course, had a lot of snacks available on full shelves in pretty much all convenience stores, not all of them were available for the softest ones.

Jin never paid these things too much attention, usually passing over the different sections labelled as 'Alphas and Betas only', not really thinking about the things.

As an alpha, a lot of things were fully available and safe for him, and while it was a great privilege he was well aware of, he only now realised the severity of it.

Gosh, you couldn't even drink dumb juice! And what stuck to him more was how the overall market made money on these instances.

The eldest was used to buying mostly healthy things since they had to stick closely to their diets over the years, but from time to time they would buy a bag of chips or two.

There were times when their diets were more strict, and they were held to high standards, but now that they are more known internationally, the sometimes unreasonable beauty standards don't have to be followed so much anymore.

The fans they gained over the years were sweet and loved them even if they ate kale or not, and whenever someone would harshly point out unreasonably said "weight gain", the packmembers had over time realised, that such people just didn't matter to them, and weren't they true fans.

Now that they had you to fully take care of, protect, feed, and warm up, they also had to watch over all of the products available in the house.

You could get hungry any time of the day, go and get some food from the fridge, and not check if it was okay for your tummy—and suddenly, you would become sick.

The eldest realised this well and started taking more precautions, telling his younger packmembers that they should eat the things that wouldn't be safe for you soon, preferably when you wouldn't really see them.

Truth be told, he was pretty sure not even himself would be able to hold back and tell you no, especially if you would ask so sweetly and cutely for a bite or two of whatever he was having.

And when he and Hoseok went to get the groceries, Jin made sure to very carefully read and check every label twice, having to make sure it was all okay for omegas.

He even had to ask an employee when he wasn't sure about the almond milk he wanted to get; the label was unclear as it stated:

For those in need of a refreshing alternative to traditional cow's milk, this creamy and delicious almond milk is just the thing.

Crafted from natural and organic almonds, this milk is a great source of vitamin E, zinc, and calcium.

With 7g of protein and only 3g of sugar per serving, it's the perfect choice for those seeking an energy boost without the added calories. Whether you're a coffee aficionado or simply need a glass of almond milk to start your day, this high-quality milk is the perfect choice.

Note: This milk contains almonds, which may be unsafe for some individuals. Please consult with a healthcare professional or your omega's dietitian before consuming.

In the end, Jin chose a more high-end brand; the carton cost almost three times the price he would normally pay. This one was truly omega-safe, though, as the almonds were treated during production, making it much safer.

It wasn't just the almond milk that was more unusually pricey, though they were lucky enough to not have to worry about the expenses.

Some things, like the vegetables and fruits, were basically the same; he and Hobi only made sure to pay extra attention to choosing the pretty ripe ones.

But things like yoghurt, eggs, meat, and cheese, among other things, had to be very carefully checked over by the two.

Plus, while for the alphas and betas there were quite many options to choose from, he also noticed that for omegas there were oftentimes only one or two.

What if you didn't like the bacon they bought for you? It might even be seasoned, though he never really saw that happen, or what if you preferred the flavoured yoghurts over the usual ones?

They could be a little sour on the tongue, and Jin was sure you would much rather have a sweet one; your sweet tooth was obvious. They could always make it better with honey...

The eldest sighed softly, starting to prepare the breakfast as quietly as possible. The alpha wanted to check and see if you would like some of the brands they chose since they never really tried them, seemingly as an unreasonable expense in most cases.

He decided to make a variety of smaller dishes so everyone would get to choose whichever they would like the best, but still, it wouldn't be too much for there to be too many leftovers.

Jin started with preparing the waffle batter; since it would need to proof for some time, he made quick work, setting the mixture into a warmed-up oven to rise.

The eldest then continued on other things, washing the rice well before he placed it in the rice cooker, boiling eggs, and frying pork belly and bacon.

While he was in the middle of the breakfast preparations, more and more of the packmates started to rise up, ending with only you, Jimin, and Yoongi in the nest still, both of the alphas holding you close.

The younger woke up with the others, but as soon as Hobi got up to help himself, he quickly crawled back under the very warm covers, taking his spot.

Jimin just couldn't help it; it was so comfortable to be in bed with you; your state of sweet slumber was cute and warm, and he wanted to savour it for a while longer.

It was a while after 6:30 when Taehyung came over to gently have them get up; some of the foods were already prepared, as the younger alphas helped.

Tae knew that waking up the oldest wouldn't be a wise idea, and so instead he chose to shake Jimin's shoulder quietly, mumbling about how he should wake up.

When he got only a mumbled out: „Get lost...“ In a heavy satoori accent, he clicked his teeth, realising well that the alpha just didn't want to get up due to the pure comfort.

„Hyung! Aish... Babycheeks, baby, come to alpha now; it's time to eat." He whispered gently, carefully pulling the comforter from being tightly tucked around your neck and chin, his fingers running through your hair.

Your eyes fluttered open, the difference in temperature was very noticeable. You were met with a brightly smiling Taehyung, the man leaning over to gently peck your temple.

„Hm? Is my 'mega still sleepy? Come on up now, babycheeks; you can go back to sleep after you eat a little baby." He said softly, caressing your hair.

It was very comfortable where you layed at the moment, both of the packmembers keeping you very warm and secure, their hands gently reminding you of their presence.

To be truthful, you didn't really want to get up, you realised, and so you just tucked your face right under Jimin's chin, the still-not-truly awakened alpha pulling you closer.

Taehyung went to sigh and speak again when Yoongi shuffled up slowly. The older man looked over how you were gently tucked away in Jimin's chest, pursing his lips.

„It's fine, Tae-ah. They can sleep some more and eat later." He whispered, his voice heavy and gruff from sleep. The alpha leaned over, pecking your head before he sat up fully, tucking the duvet to you and climbing out himself.

Taehyung soon followed, letting his lips gently cast against your cheek before he went to the kitchen himself.

Namjoon looked up from where he sat, a coffee mug before him. The man had already changed and was almost ready to leave after his breakfast.

„They are still sleeping? He asked gently, his eyes soft at the thought of you being too tired to get up yet. The packalpha wasn't too sleepy, used to not sleeping for too long.

Taehyung hummed quietly, taking a seat at his usual spot himself and having Namjoon stand up from his chair and start preparing him a dish of whatever he would point to and tell him he would like to have.

„That's okay, Jimin-ah is staying home today anyways... He can stay with little pup and have a lazy day; it's alright. It won't do neither of them any harm, especially after the rough night.”

„Yeah, bunbun was pretty freaked out earlier... But I really didn't see or smell anyone, so I think it was really just the house or something."

Jungkook said, coming over with a black towel around his neck and taking a large gulp of water before he sat down himself.

He was just after his short morning workout; the youngest preferred to hit the gym later in the day.

Namjoon hummed in answer, agreeing, as he served the youngest a plate too. Jungkook thanked him quietly, quickly going to bite into his meal.

„I think so too... I'll have to talk with Y/N later about the programs, she has to choose soon... I already called a few of the teachers, and they will let her enter, hopefully it will all go well...”

The packalpha followed, sighing. He had his MacBook in front of him, an opened word document with a selection of links for the online schooling programs you could choose from.

Hopefully, everything would go okay.

After all, they would stay and stick by you in any case and so, everything would truly be okay in the end.

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lancestrollsgf · 3 months

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# R E Q U E S T L I S T ! L A N C E S T R O L L S G F

introduction master list request list

# REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY OPEN !! (as of august 12, 2024)

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FORMULA ONE :

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THE SUMMER I TURNED PRETTY :

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BANGTAN SOYEONDAN :

kim namjoon, kim seokjin, kim taehyung, min yoongi, park jimin, jung hoseok, jeon jungkook ( i haven’t written for bts in a long time so please be specific in your request )

COBRA KAI :

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CELEBRITIES/MISCELLANEOUS PEOPLE: sturniolo triplets (excluding nicolas 😞), austin! elvis presely, austin bulter, vinicent hacker, joao felix, enzo vogrincic, xolo maridueña and more.

(i’m also open to crossing fandoms like joao felix x f1 if that makes any sense)

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kiara-ish · 2 years

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BTS MASTERLIST

KIM SEOKJIN

S E R I E S

Idol Soldier

zombie apocalypse au; military enlisted idol!Seokjin x fem!reader;

teaser | fic navigation | teaser 2

MIN YOONGI

S E R I E S

The Guy on the Floor Downstairs

idol neighbour!Yoongi x fem!reader; fluff, angst

navigation; drabbles : Happy New Year;

O N E S H O T S

Haegeum (18+ MDNI!)

Suga x fem!reader x Agust D

teaser | main fic

If Only You Knew

Min Yoongi x Park Jimin; fluff, angst.

Read here!

JUNG HOSEOK

O N E S H O T S

Wonderwall

bestfriend's boyfriend!Hoseok x fem!reader; angst with a mixed ending

Read here!

KIM NAMJOON

H E A D C A N O N S

When you have a crush on him and he knows it

PARK JIMIN

O N E S H O T S

In Poetry

Park Jimin x fem!reader; Angst, open ending

Read here!

KIM TAEHYUNG

To be announced soon ...

JEON JUNGKOOK

H E A D C A N O N S

When you have a crush on him and he knows it

#bts fanfic #bts #bts x reader #bts fic #bts ff #kiara-ish: masterlist

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cinnaminyoons · 2 years

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1K EVENT !!

WILDEST DREAMS — a romance anthology of full-length one-shots with a wild variety of themes and featuring bangtan!

!! to celebrate 1k followers, i’ll be writing seven au fics – with your help! below is a selection of au pairings, situations, and dialogue prompts which you can mix and match as you please, in addition to the members. i need at least of each: an au, a situation, a prompt, and a member.

first come, first served!

!! there are ten situations and twelve dialogue prompts. multiple can be requested for a single fic! i trust that you will be nice, but this event is a personal challenge to see what we can make with a mishmash of ideas, so go hog wild.

update !! if availabilities are already taken based on the first-in rule, any following double-ups will receive a shorter work as well!

EXTRA, EXTRA!

! jungkook x o

! taehyung x o

AU / SITUATION

1. petty thief/mob boss | seokjin

2. assassins after the same target | jimin

3. mad scientist and his assistant

4. prince/guard | hoseok

5. professors of different faculties | namjoon

6. soulmates but neither believe in it | taehyung

7. dilf/dilf | jungkook

a. murder at the university | yoongi

b. unwilling vigilante/s

c. alone in the darkroom together

d. playing seven minutes in heaven | namjoon

e. stuck in interrogation rooms across from one another | seokjin

f. pets are in love and so are they | jungkook

g. fake not-dating | taehyung

h. the ex’s ex | jimin

i. zombie apocalypse

j. arranged marriage | hoseok

DIALOGUE PROMPTS

i. “close the door.” | jimin

ii. “i brought you ice cream.” | hoseok

iii. “give me your hands. i don’t care. give them to me.” | taehyung

iv. “lunch? just the two of us?” | hoseok

v. “love, for you, is terrifying. it’s like a religion. no one will ever want to sleep with you.” | jimin

vi. “tell me again how you’ll love me.” | jimin

vii. “is that the best you can do?” | namjoon

viii. “hi! you need to leave. right now.”

ix. “bet me twenty dollars.” / “no.” / “bet accepted.”

x. “we are... incredibly close right now.” | jungkook

xi. “i’ve been waiting to kick your ass all week.” | seokjin

xii. “here to finish me off?” | yoongi

#baby's first milestone #1k event #bts x male reader

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purpleyoonn · 1 year

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baby (you complete us) 9

C H A P T E R N I N E

Summary: Soulmates were a common occurrence, so common, in fact, that the world sought an easier way to find your other half: A bracelet that would scan your mark and match you with those who shared your mark. Within recent years, soul groups were becoming normal, and your own bracelet said you have seven matches.

Or where you wear your bracelet for ten years, and finally give up the hope you would find your soul group, only for BTS to put theirs on and see what they were missing.

Genre: soulmate au, idol au, angst, fluff, eventual smut,

Pairing: Idol BTS x Disabled MC

Warnings: angst, mentions of depression, disabled mc (Ehlers Danlos syndrome), eventual smut, fluff, lots of fluff, mentions of disability, simp bangtan

Chapter Warnings: protective bangtan, anxious mc, not a lot going on

*Words in Italics are spoken/written in Korean*

beta'd/edited by the lovely @babyarmybias

masterlist // chapter 8 // chapter 10

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Previously on baby (you complete us):

You knew there was no going back at this point.

You knew the bond would take hold and cement the bond in your own soul.

“So, what happens now?” Your words had your soulmates scrambling, everyone talking at once as Namjoon remains silent, trying to remember what his own thoughts were as he held you in his arms.

“Anna, I’m telling you, I thought you were lying this entire time.” Laughter was the only thing you heard on your end, your best friend’s face disappearing from the screen as she bursts out into laughter.

You had called her the second you had gotten back to your hotel, frozen in disbelief at the two meetings you had just sat through, sprung on you unexpectedly once you voiced your acceptance of the bond.

“Now, miss Y/n, we would like to stay on top of things before the government records are leaked, which we are almost certain they will be as the boys’ soulmate status is a constant debate and even more so since we announced our search for you. As such, we have a meeting planned now that the bond has been accepted and you are to be staying in South Korea.” The boys’ manager, Sejin, had announced once he had come to check up on you all in the large room.

You had been in Namjoon and Jimin’s arms for only a couple of minutes, and you were wondering if Sejin was sitting outside just listening to everything going on. You looked to Namjoon, almost instinctually, to see if this was okay. You had accepted the bond only minutes ago and were now being thrust into meetings with HYBE staff.

“Does it have to be now?” Namjoon turned his head to look at Sejin, only to get a soft nod in response. Namjoon could only sigh, knowing and understanding how his managers were by this point.

“I’m sorry, Y/n. But things could get ugly quickly if we wait to have this meeting. We need to figure out a protection detail for you sooner rather than later amongst other things.” Namjoon looked dejected, as did the others. You could only nod, a little out of your element.

Jungkook was the first to get up, holding his hands out for you to take as he helped you off of the couch, making Jimin pout as you left his arms. Jungkook continued to hold your hand as the others got up, lacing his fingers with yours and holding you close.

You didn’t know it, but Jungkook was the rock you needed to keep you grounded as you walked with the boys to the meeting room after getting off of the elevator. His grip on your hand was light but reassuring, a strong presence as you felt like you were gonna fall with your fear of the unknown. You had no idea what was coming, and it scared you.

“Everything will be okay.” His English was low, voice deeper than you expected as he whispered the reassurance. Jungkook could feel your nerves, like they were within his own body. He hated that you felt that way and tried to do what he could to help you feel better.

“I hope so.” You whisper back, bumping your head against his shoulder in thanks. You knew he was trying, and you appreciated it.

When Sejin knocked on the door, and got a reply, he nodded his head and opened the door for you all, giving you a nice smile as you passed by with Jungkook right behind you, hand still holding yours. The second you entered the room, you were met with loud voices, words of congratulations you mentally translate, coming from a number of people in the room all at once.

You jumped a little in surprise, causing some quiet laughter to come from Jimin as he walked in behind Jungkook. You looked at him, blushing in your own embarrassment as he walked by. You knew he wasn’t laughing at you, more like he was laughing out of affection. You don’t know how you knew, but you did.

“Please, come sit!” You looked over to see who spoke but you didn’t recognize the voice, instead you saw a space between Namjoon and Yoongi, and Bang PD gesturing to the seat. You nodded your head and moved to the empty seat, reluctantly letting go of Jungkook’s hand, seeing him sit down on the other side of the table next to Hoseok.

“It is so nice to officially meet you, miss Y/n. We have heard a lot about you and are excited to build a friendship with you. I am Bang Sihyuk and these are my fellow company heads.” You listen as he introduces his fellow company leaders, bowing your head and shaking their hands.

“I wanted to talk with you about the announcement. Namjoon has told us about how you want your public image, or persona, to be handled.” You look to your left at Namjoon, wondering when he had the time to tell the well-known CEO.

“We agree, we don’t think you need to be kept secret for any reason. The boys are humans and their soulmate status doesn’t need to be hidden. We plan on announcing your bond tonight, as early as we can with the hopes that we can stay ahead of the situation and be able to control it.”

“However, we want to know how comfortable you are with what information is released.”

“The meeting was insane, Anna. They wanted to know all of my socials and if I wanted my name to be in the official announcement.” You told your friends, Chris now also in screen as he waves at you. “They even asked me if I wanted access to the official Weverse account so I could do lives.”

“They want you to do lives? But you aren’t an idol?” Anna herself was confused, as she doesn’t really listen to kpop. You’ve gotten her into a couple of groups but she mainly listens for the music.

“Exactly! It was kind of weird but Taehyung jumped in and explained it as like, because the fans would know I’m their soulmate, they would want to get to know me as well. It would feel weird though, doing a live.” You explained, Anna nodding her head as she begins to understand.

“Well damn, my best friend is gonna be famous!” Chris exclaims causing you and Anna both to look at him, eyebrows raised.

“What?”

“Are you serious?” Anna asks asks Chris in disbelief.

“I’m not famous.” You say, “I am just their soulmate. It’s different. I haven’t done anything to earn the fame or attention.” You try to explain it but Chris is stuck on the fact that he is now going to have people to protect you from, apparently.

“I’m just saying, if you need me to come over there, I’ve got plane tickets ready to go. I just might need someone to bail me out of jail.” He crosses his arms behind his head, sitting back in his seat on the bed as Anna covers her face with her hands, hiding her embarrassment.

“Okay killer, I don’t think I need your protection.” Your sarcasm isn’t heard by his ears though, leaving you to continue. “The boys have actually assigned me my own personal security. His name is Songun; he is the one who met me at the airport and brought me to the hotel. I’m comfortable with him and I like him. He is very nice and funny so I think I’ll be okay.” Anna perks up at your words, happy to know you will be safe all the way across the world, while Chris just shrugs his shoulders, still unsure if you would be truly safe.

“Has your brother met him or the boys yet?” Chris asked. You sigh, knowing the pedestal Chris placed your brother on, with good reason.

Your brother was your protector, and always had been. He and Chris were often a tag team going after bullies or just anyone that they found unworthy of you or your sister’s attention. So, you weren’t at all surprised he wanted to know your brother’s opinion of Seungho or the boys.

“I haven’t called him yet. I was gonna call him after I called you.” You lied, knowing you didn’t want to call your family yet. You had texted your father, letting him know what was going on, but your brother and sister were a whole other thing. You were the youngest, and they were overprotective and liked to treat you like a baby, despite that you were now an adult.

“Okay, well, why don’t we let you go, you look like you’re gonna pass out babes.” Anna cut off Chris the second he started to open his mouth again, patting her hand against his thigh.

You felt like you were seconds from passing out. You had such a long day that you were sure you were gonna sleep for hours. You had used a heating pad that you found in the bathroom on your back, and it felt way too nice to move.

“Okay, well, goodnight then.” You spoke, not even knowing what time it was in California right now, mind too tired to think.

However, when you hung up your phone and laid down in bed, you couldn’t sleep, even a little nap evaded you. You were restless and found yourself unable to let your mind or body relax. You felt out of body now that you were awake and aware of your situation.

You had accepted your soulmates and were moving to South Korea.

You were currently being announced on Weverse as the last soulmate to BTS.

Your life was never going to be the same.

And it unnerved you to your core.

You even debated calling one of the boys, wanting some kind of distraction but you didn’t know if you should or not. You didn’t want to annoy them but you felt like you weren’t going to go to sleep without one of them here, and it made you feel weird.

Why couldn’t you sleep without them when you never had this problem before? Why did your body and mind just… change so significantly as if they were conspiring against you?

-*-*-

You ended up falling asleep watching Boys Over Flowers, one of the first k-dramas you ever watched. You had gotten halfway through episode three before falling asleep, your body scrunched together in a way only you would be comfortable with the way your limbs were. You didn’t know how to explain it, but you needed to be like a pretzel to be able to fall asleep, however, you always woke up with your knee hiked up to your chest while your other leg is straight out and your arms are underneath your head.

This time, however, you didn’t wake up on your own, knee to your chest. You felt something brushing against your face, as if tracing your lips and nose. It was soft and didn’t leave you feeling off, in fact, you leaned into the softness, soon enough a hand was cupping your cheek, giggling coming from in front of you.

“Oh my, you’re so cute.” Jimin whispered as he caressed your cheek, watching as you subconsciously lean into his hand as your slept.

Jimin and Taehyung had shown up to your hotel room, having acquired the extra key from Jin, in order to take you to the Seoul Soulmate registry building to finalize your bond legally so you can live here on a soulmate citizenship. This would give you legality over their estate and help in adding you officially to their bank accounts and everything else that comes with being their soulmate.

They wanted you to have access to everything that they did, no matter your own status. You were their soulmate, and they were going to treat you like it.

Taehyung was worried about you being treated differently, knowing some people still have issues with foreigners in South Korea, even if they were bonded to a native. He hated it and needed to make sure you had all the rights and things that they did, and he would make sure that would happen, everyone else be damned.

He also made sure that Songun was aware of his thoughts, and together they agreed on the way they thought you should be treated, and how to react should someone, anyone, behave differently.

Taehyung was currently texting Namjoon to confirm they had their appointment with their Soulmate Advisor when Jimin started giggling. He moved over to the bed so he could see what his soulmate was giggling over and found your sleepy smile leaning into his palm. Taehyung couldn’t help but to take a picture of you, sending it to Namjoon as he did so.

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Tae: *picture attached*

Joon: oh. my. 🥰 she is adorable!

Before he could text back a reply, he heard you groaning a little bit, hearing the bed shuffle around as you moved. He looked back up to see Jimin cooing at you and trying to bring you back into his embrace.

“Nooooo. Five more minutes.” You grumbled out, turning onto your other side and away from the bothersome movement. You were starting to come out of your sleepy state enough to realize you weren’t alone in your room. You freeze and try to listen to them, trying to figure out who it was but inevitably you shoot straight up out of bed and turn around to see Jimin and Taehyung. Just sitting and standing by your side, eyes locked on you with soft smiles on their lips.

“Uhm…how did you get into the room? And uh, what are you doing here?” You felt weirdly violated, having them within your space so suddenly and without notice. Yet, your body was relaxing back into the bed, that feeling of having your space intruded on quickly washing away the second you see their smiles.

Man, you thought, I’m whipped. All they had to do was fucking smile and I’m a goner.

“Jin-hyung gave us the other key and we wanted to take you personally to the Seoul Soulmate Registry to get everything sorted out. And then,” Jimin turned and gestured toward Taehyung as he spoke, “we were hoping you would let us take you out to eat at our favorite Korean BBQ place for lunch?” Jimin looked so hopeful, even clasping his hands together in front of his chest as he brought up his plan for lunch.

You knew then and there, why Jimin seems to get away with so much during Run BTS episodes. All he has to do is breathe and you would do anything for your older soulmate. You couldn’t say no to him, not when you knew the bond was so knew and you were being drawn to them.

“Okay. I’ve always wanted to try Korean BBQ.” You smiled softly at them, still a little sleepy.

Jimin cheers a little at your answer, jumping up and off your bed and excitedly moving over towards your suitcase. You watch him as he picks out your outfit for the day, thankfully choosing one of your oversized sweaters and a pair of long leggings as it was going to be a colder day today.

After you get dressed and pack your bag with all of the necessary documents and your soul bracelet, you follow Jimin and Taehyung outside to the SUV waiting in the underground private parking garage. Songun, unsurprisingly, was in the passenger seat, moving to open the door for you to get into the back seat.

“Good morning Songun.” You greeted the man, a big smile on your lips as he smiles back, nodding his head at you.

“Good morning. You seem a lot happier this morning than yesterday morning? I wonder why that is?” Songun teases you a little bit, knowing exactly why your attitude has changed.

When Songun had brought you back to the hotel, you didn’t say anything the entire time, too worn out from your meetings you didn’t even blink when you got to the hotel, just nodding at him in thanks and walking into the hotel.

“Hm, I wonder.” You grin at him before climbing in after Jimin, Taehyung following you to sit by the door so you were not the first one out. They were all going to be protective over you, their instinct to protect their newest soulmate on the forefront of the delicate and still new bond. Once the bond was settled, their instincts would die down a little, but probably not much.

“Did you sleep well?” Jimin asked you, hoping he said the sentence correctly as he did. He had spent a lot of time, over the years, learning English, but it always seemed to come harder to him than his soulmates.

“I think so? I had trouble falling asleep and was restless. I’m not exactly sure what happened. Maybe it’s because I’m in a new environment.” You thought aloud towards the end, not noticing the look Jimin and Taehyung shared.

The boys knew why you had trouble sleeping, the exact thing happening to them if they didn’t sleep next to their soulmates. But they didn’t say anything. They had a feeling you needed to realize it on your own.

“Well, I hope you can sleep better tonight.” Taehyung replied, giving you a large smile, thinking of his own question for you.

“Now, is there anything you want to do here? Like anything you want to see or a place you want to visit?” He spoke slowly, his own unique drawl keeping your attention on him and not on Jimin, who had chosen that moment to begin holding your hand, playing with your fingers absentmindedly.

You think for a moment, knowing you had a whole list on your phone of things you wanted to do or see while you were here, but you were a little embarrassed by it, not exactly wanting them to see you as weird or dumb for some of the things.

You really wanted to visit Lotte World. You wanted to go shopping in a Daiso, seeing videos of it all the time on tiktok. You wanted to go to a street market and try one of those corndogs that looked so cheesy and good. You had so many “touristy” things you wanted to experience but felt weird telling the people who grew up here what you wanted. You didn’t know why but you felt a little weird and childish.

Seeing your hesitance, Jimin spoke up.

“You said you always wanted to try Korean BBQ?” You nodded your head, thankful for his slight distraction from your discomfort.

“Yeah! I’ve seen lots of videos about it and it always looks so good! We don’t have any Korean BBQ restaurants near where I grew up so I never had an opportunity to go. I really want to try Samgyeopsal and galbi and all the different banchan.” You said excitedly, eyes lighting up as you tried not to butcher the Korean pronunciation of the foods and hoping you remembered the right word for side dishes.

Before Taehyung or Jimin could say anything else, the car was parked and Seungho was opening the door for you behind the clinic. You figured it was a private entrance to evade the numerous cameras always outside the clinic. You also figured you would need to get used to using private entrances sooner or later due to your soulmates’ status.

Songun opened the door for Taehyung, who stepped out and immediately turned around and held his hand out for you to take, helping you out of the car. As he held your hand, and refused to let go of it, Jimin got out and placed his hand on your lower back, a gentle yet protective touch that made you feel safe.

“Let’s go.” Jimin mumbled under his breath, giving you both a nod, Taehyung moving almost immediately. You slightly wondered if they had the rare bond of being able to read each other’s minds, their souls being so close together at creation. It would make sense, with how close they always seem to be.

“Hello, welcome in. What is the name for the appointment?” The man at the front desk speaks to Taehyung, his eyes widening a little before returning to normal. Taehyung notices the change though, however subtle it may have been, smirking a little before answering.

“It should be under Kim.” His tone is deep and low, but you could feel the pride within his soul, that the bond he shared was finally completed.

“Ahh, here it is. The Kim Bond Completion. 9:45.” The man reads off of his computer screen, his eyes moving quickly to you and back to his screen.

He probably read the announcement last night, you thought, seeing the way his eyes kept moving from you and back to his screen. You were becoming uncomfortable, not liking the way the man looked at you but not knowing what to do/ You were frozen in place, hoping he would just tell you where to go so you could sit down and get away from his uncomfortable gaze.

Jimin and Taehyung noticed the interaction, noticed the looks you were being sent and were quick to move to your defense. Jimin stepped closer into you, his chest pressing against your back now, staring down the receptionist while Taehyung narrows his gaze and steps forward until his chest was pressing against the tall counter.

“Are you done here? Can we go sit down?” You could feel the chills going down your spine at his impossibly lower tone. Your face probably matched the receptionist’s, as he quickly nodded, telling you all that you would be called in a couple minutes since you were a high priority case.

You were about to nod and say thank you but you were ushered away by Jimin, who sat you by the wall in the corner, where the only section of three chairs were placed. You sat in the middle, a subconscious decision as Jimin sat to your right, leaving the open seat on the left for Taehyung.

You watched Taehyung exchange a few words with the receptionist but couldn’t see the either of their faces from where you sat, so you could only wonder what made your soulmate come back with a little saunter to his steps.

He sat down, grasping your hand in his and holding it on his lap, caressing the top of your hand with his thumb. It felt nice, domestic even, and you welcomed the wonderful new feeling. Only a couple of seconds later, though, a door to the left of the front desk opened, a taller man with a nice long coat on called out Kim.

You followed your soulmates’ lead and moved towards the door, the nervous feeling beginning to settle in your abdomen as the door to the office closed behind Jimin.

“Hello and good morning! I see we have a bond completion to register.” You were a little surprised that the Soul Doctor spoke in English. You had been nervous and a little afraid that you were going to be unable to understand him with your minimal Korean and stumbling throughout the entire appointment waiting for someone to translate.

Unbeknownst to you, Namjoon had specifically made the appointment with Dr. Jeon because he spoke English. None of them wanted you to feel left out during such an important appointment for them as a soulgroup.

“Yes, Sir.” You were the one to answer this time, the smiles coming from your soulmates in response were warm as you spoke.

“Alright. Well, before we start, I have taken images from a Mr. Kim showing proof of soulmarks. I will need to take images of your own, to mark down the complete soulmark group for our records. Then, I will need your signature,” Dr. Jeon spoke addressing you, making you nod your head a little to let him know you were listening. “so that the government is able to recognize that you know are accepting this bond fully. It also recognizes that you are aware that you are completing the Kim Bond group.”

“Is that it?” You asked aloud. You thought that there would be more that needed to be done, having heard stories from your friends. You only realized you said this aloud when Jimin and Taehyung laughed, the doctor doing his best to hide his smile.

“Yes, Mrs. Kim. Your soulmates have already come by the previous week to fill out the necessary paperwork for the bond completion and your soulmate citizenship registry. As of today, you are officially considered a member of the Kim Bond and all that entails.”

Shock was an understatement for how you were feeling.

In the States, all soulmates needed to be present for the soulbond registry appointment, and even then, nothing was finalized for a few weeks because different states had different centers and ways of doing things.

In California, your home state, for example, it would take upwards of two weeks just to get an appointment, and then another four to eight weeks for the bond to be legalized and updated within the registry. And it didn’t guarantee any power of attorney or rights to anything of your soulmates. There was an entirely separate department and paperwork needed to fill out to achieve that. Most of the time, you needed to be legally married to your soulmate to achieve this, which is another appointment and wait time.

You were flabbergasted that it took a single appointment and just the signing of your name. The boys had already sent over everything else, without even needing to be in the appointment with you!

You watched as the registrar handed you a huge file folder, physically weighing the older man’s hands down as he handed it to you. You carefully took the folder, opening it up on the desk space in front of you.

The first thing you notice is a small envelope with the word “card” on the front. Opening it up you see a bank card with your name on it. Your eyes widen as you realize what the registrar meant by “and all that entails.” You had access to their bank account!

You immediately start shaking your head, putting the card back in the envelope and pushing it away from you. Jimin can see your shoulders tensing up, refusal in your veins as you look up at them.

“I’m not taking your money.” Your words were final, but they still tried to persuade you.

“Darling, we make more money than we know what to do with. We all share the same bank account, and we’ve always dreamed of being able to take care of each other, to take care of our soulmates. It’s not going to be any different with you.” Jimin started out soft, Taehyung taking over without missing a single beat, making your previous thought about deep bonds being true for the two soulmates.

“We want to take care of you, to give you everything you need. We understand that you don’t want to depend on us, but what is so bad about relying on and letting your soulmates take care of you. With our schedule, it will be hard for you to have a job, especially with all seven of us. We know that.” Taehyung brought up a good point that you didn’t think of, but you refused to budge. However, they could see you were faulting in your stance and decided to lay it on thick.

“Let us provide for our youngest soulmate; let us do our duty as your soulmates and let us provide for you. You once said you always wanted to be an artist if you didn’t have to conform to capitalist design, maybe you could pick that back up? Do what makes you happy while allowing us to do our part and provide.” Jimin pushed every emotion he could through the bond, watching you crumble in the chair.

The group had discussed this before you had come, when they got the confirmation of your plane tickets. They didn’t want you working. They saw how much it took a toll on your body and your disability, and they had the privilege to provide for you and take care of you. They wanted you to enjoy life and everything they could give you. Especially after reading your messages to them. They wanted to give you the world.

They only hoped you would let them.

Jimin’s words tickled a little at the part of your brain that you had pushed away long ago. The part that just wanted to finally relax fully and let yourself be taken care of. You learned a long time ago that despite having family and friends willing to help, you could only really rely on yourself. It was hard, having to come to that idea, that notion that you couldn’t rely on anyone else for what you needed. It made you sorely independent, something that left you pushing your limits with Tylenol as you reacted poorly to the pain medicine your doctor had prescribed you.

You were finally in the position to be taken care of, like you had dreamed, but it was hard to accept it. You didn’t want them to think you were taking advantage of them. That was the last thing you wanted. But here they were, offering to provide everything for you, to let you explore your hobbies and dreams you had to push down in order to make money to survive.

You were given the chance to truly live and love, despite everything else.

Looking up from your lap, Jimin can see you had given in to their whims, that you had taken in their words and accepted them for what they were. Grabbing the folder, Jimin pushed it back towards you, opening it up and gesturing softly for you to keep going through it.

“Can I, um, can I finish looking through it later?” You ask with a whisper. It was like you had fallen in on yourself, and Taehyung thinks they might have pushed you a little too far too quickly.

It was a lot to mentally consider and to accept what they were offering, he knew that. It was scary to let someone else take care of you, giving them that intimate level of power over you, and he only hoped that you would believe that they were worthy of this level of trust you had given to them.

“Of course.” He said, pulling the folder towards himself as he nodded to the registrar.

“Well then, let me know if there is anything else you need. Congratulations Mr. and Mr. and Mrs. Kim.” Jimin helped you up, placing his hand on the small of your back again, letting your body slowly lean into his.

“Let’s go get some food, baby.” Jimin whispered in your ear, his voice soft and so comforting that you feel like you had always been here, always been in his arms. Like you had always been safe and taken care of.

You knew then and there that you would accept letting them take care of you in the ways that they wished, this feeling of safety and care something you needed to hold onto, and trusted them to give, only hoping they would feel the same with towards you.

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Have you ever considered writing a regency au story? I feel like you would be amazing at it especially since your attention to detail is immaculate.

oh! i actually have a tiny little idea in my drafts- i will just post it here because i don't know if i'll ever finish it. Most of this was written after I watched the last season of Bridgeton. full transparency- this has no ending so be prepared to get to the end and want more. tw for spanking, age gap, themes of innocence and virginity and purity, marking, pack stuff and polyamory, also mentioned miscarrage!

Unnamed Regency Au (knj x reader) (backround ot7 x reader)

-I wanna write horny guilt with alpha duke namjoon in a bridgerton style a/b/o au who ends up in an arranged marriage with omega m/c only- dukes are allowed to take as many packmates as they want if they’re of lower status, but they are not allowed to mate or have pups with them.

-(although he had gotten a bit of untoward attention when he’d dragged viscount Jung along and convinced him and his omega to take up with him. alpha x alpha relationships are a little bit more taboo in this universe but tolerated on account of namjoon's rank)

-duke namjoon has no omega of his own despite the omegas in his pack- so he does what is expected of his station, finds one of good breeding, a true diamond untouched by all of the most pure hands only- has lived in a house of betas all her life, maybe he starts to court her but then can’t back out for this or that reason. but after a manufactured scandal where the mcs scheming mama or perhaps the queen- demands that namjoon marry her to save her standing-

-or else.

-And namjoon thinks, out of all the worse things, getting her away from people who clearly don’t have her best interest at heart- cannot be the worst. They've met and talked and danced together countless times over the season. if it weren't for her youth and the fact that it is her first year on the marriage mart, Namjoon would have little objection at marrying her. at least thats what his packmates tell him.

-and they're right, there is little reason why he should object only,

-it’s the hunger he feels watching her that has him keeping his distance. It feels like something feral, something dirty. namjoon is a gentleman but he feels his honor hanging by a thread every time he dares go near her. every time he catches her sweet scent on the air, a scent that no alpha has been allowed to smell but him.

-maybe thats how they meet- at the first ball of the season and namjoon cannot keep himself from telling the unmated omega how to apply the balmy scent blockers maybe even...helping her apply it. namjoon's fingers rubbing against her sensitive scent glands. A touch that burns and seems to stick to his hands for hours and hours and weeks after- until they meet again at another ball- and she very eagerly tells him- a good omega- eager to please eager to be good- that she's learned! isn't he proud! he doesn't need to protect her from any 'alphas of unscrupulous nature with improper delights on their mind' like he said before.

-nevermind the fact that one of those alpha's with improper delights stands right infront of her. An omega’s scent should be reserved only for their pack and husband, and yet- this unmatched omega- their scent is all namjoon can think about. It has his alpha clambering, begging to break free.

-Namjoon does protect her, keeping alphas away from her, any of them that would make a match to her. even if as he watches her from the shadows, a feral hunger unbecoming of a duke or civilized alpha building with every giggle.

-and then once they're married, you'd think that namjoon's guilt would be easier to bare, that he would feel better about taking what he is owed as mate and husband but...he doesn't break.

-Namjoon can’t think of debasing her, barely even kisses her on their wedding night, keeps her safe and pressed- just so- within the packs lavish country home where she wants for nothing accept her alphas company.

-the estate is wide and sprawling, with many many miles of gardens and wooded trails that keep her occupied and happy and…as far away from her husband as it takes for namjoon to stop feeling like he’s going to pop a knot in his britches if she so much as leans into him.

-And the rest of the pack! Namjoon has such a large pack- so against fashion. the m/c didn't meet any of them besides viscount jung when they where in town. There is no shortage of company at namkjoon's estate- either jiminie who wisks her away to measure her up for country dresses (thin and sheer- to tease the alpha)- jimin is viscount Jung’s omega- who was the omega of the house prior to her and namjoon’s mating (and who honestly still takes over most of the responsibilities of running the estate, only too happy to show the m/c the ropes and praise her for her choices in redecorating the lavender nesting room.

-and he's only mute to her quiet confidance- the young omega wife has many questions like- Why does her husband barely look in her direction? Why doesn’t he hold her hand or touch her cheek or take her on long romantic country walks like she reads in her novels.

-The only time he touches her is during balls- when the host and hostess are bound by duty to start the first dance, and namjoon’s eyes burn into her the whole while. His touches never wander, his hands never dip more than is appropriate or cling to her lialac colored skirts.

-she feels a little touch starved, a little unloved- but jimin tries to make up for it (and then scolds namjoon for it when he can sneak out of the nest room late at night and tell him off for not giving her affection. "She's freshly mated namjoon, her bond is still healing- if you don't sweeten on her omega- then they may reject you and the bond- regardless of what she and you both want. you don't want to make her mating mark sick namjoon- trust me, you don't" maybe jimin's hand hovers on his neck, and hoseok looks on, a darkness in his eyes that can't be helped by time

-(i'm thinking for their backstory, shortly after they mated hobi was sent away to war as commander, and because of the distance it was far harder on jimin adjusting to the mating mark, maybe they even lost their first pup because jimin's body was all screwed up- i know it's angsty but shush)

-She’s fast friends with the youngest packmate too- jungkook- who is more…casual with her than namjoon should allow. Jungkook is the only one whose not of noble birth- originally hired as stable hand and then earning the title of lord and a spot in namjoon’s pack after saving the alpha and the queens heir from a runaway horse.

-jungkook is…charming, shows her how to feed the horses sugar cubes and she shows him how to braid their hair- and then asks if she’ll braid his- long as it is. Although the others tease and he gets more than one long look from the staff over dinner, jungkook wears it all night.

-Jungkooks countinance is different than baron Tae- who delights her with tea and cakes and fine silks when he’s back from his travels, sweet sugary treats from cities far away. “Can I come with you next time you go?” Is immediately met with a “no” from namjoon, the tips of his ears red and his scent souring, he immediately excuses himself with a short “forgive me, I have some business to attend too with the viscount”

-that business happens to be pulling hoseokie into one corner of the manor and biting out his frustration- both sexual and otherwise, down the other alphas throat. “What do I do Seokie, how do i…be gentle when my alpha doesn’t want to be. I don’t want to hurt her.”

-“Bed her already namjoon and be done with it”

-“But her virtue-”

-“Namjoon, she is your wife and mate”

-“She’s barely out of pup hood hoseok”

-“As was jimin when we where wed,” viscount jung hesitates, “I do not believe you capable of the violence you are so scared of, namjoon you would not hurt a fly”

-“But-“

-“Enough, to bed with you to settle your nerves” hoseok doesn’t often get away with ordering namjoon around but just this once namjoon lets him.

-or prince min, another alpha and 30th in line for the throne that is countries away, who firmly takes her on those long walks she so desires to take with her husband, promenading with his strong arms wrapped around her waist, so firm and reassuring. Nothing if not proper. squeezes her hand and lets it go when she dares to cradle the scarred alpha's face.

-thats why yoongi was allowed to join namjoon's pack, his disfigurement was deemed too ugly for court, but the m/c doesn't think she's ever seen an alpha more gentle, more beautiful.

-another alpha who doesn't want her.

-“Namjoon has warned us, to be nothing but chaste and gentle with you” “he just wants to be careful with your virtue pup” “why? When my virtue is his?” “He’s a very, traditional alpha, he wants to do right by you and wait until you’re ready” "does he think me so young, so fragile that I cannot make the choice of if I am ready or not myself?”

-Okay so I know it’s horny, but is love if she got a little mouthy and yoongi was motivated to take her over his thigh and show her how disobedient omega's are treated in their household. her skirt and petty coat pulled up, tears in her eyes and slick on her thighs as he gives her gentle taps. She doesn't understand why her tummy feels so tight, why she feels so upset over it but also- petulant, needy.

-when he sets her down and pulls her skirts back in order and wipes her tears with his handkerchief and then drags her in for a quick nip to her scent gland. leaving her dizzy and nearly in heat from how good it feelt to have an alpha /touch/ her. nothing at all like how it felt to have the other omega's touch her.

-and she goes back a little teary eyed. a little upset, but jimin is there and she just laughs alone with tae tae when she talks about maybe /liking it/ and wanting yoongi to do it again but she doesn't understand. maybe both of them make her tell them and renact it out what yoongi did to her, all teaseing and falsely concerned. and both of them tell her that she's asking them when she should really be asking her husband, really, alpha has forbidden them from corrupting her.

-as if she wasn't already corrupted after they asked her to show them what yoongi did to her, hiking up her dress to show her reddened bottom, unsure why she's blushing, why their huffs of breath as they bend to look make her hands shake and her knees knit togeather.

-and of course that night, namjoon hears about it but can't really fault yoongi for punishing her, when he was especially gentle and maybe she's seen jimin get spanked before and had been explained the consequences of talking back because she "wanted to be treated as a full member of their pack"

-and maybe namjoon sneaks into her room to watch over her at night she lies awake. Wanting to turn and greet her husband but the one time she does…he runs, so she pretends to sleep while he sits in her sitting room and watches. His presence soft and so protective it makes her drowsy.

-sometimes one of the others catch him- hoseoks omega jimin who often sneaks into her room to nest with her, jimin in his fine silks that namjoon bought for him by the door, sharing a chaste evening scenting. “How is she?” namjoon is too hungry for information about her, too hungry for other things- which is why he must keep his distance.

-“She’s lonely your grace” “we’ve known each other for long enough jiminie” the same chide as always,

-“joon,” jimîn says, leaning against the doorway, “she’s curious, and I fear what secrets she will go about uncovering without her alphas hand to guide her in the right direction,” “jungkookie can-“

-“jungkook is nothing more than a pup and you know it, what kind of message will it send if you do not take what the queen has demanded is yours” and namjoon leans over her bed to get his hand on her cheek and it’s a struggle for her to keep her eyes closed and breathing undisturbed when he cups her cheek, long fingers skimming over it.

-“Can you really blame me? Look how peaceful she looks, how lovely, surely you cannot fault me for cherishing it, she looks so unbothered by ideals of love and my own short comings” “namjoon” namjoon smiles, sad,

-“every time I see her I want to draw her close, it’s maddening.”

-“So you stay far away?”

-"So i stay far far away."

(The only thing truly stoping me at this point is time- I don’t have time to give this the story it deserves)

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dollystuartwrites · 2 years

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7&ME - Chapter 4 - Maid

Pairing: OT7 x F!Reader

Genre: fluff, smut, idol AU, straight, bisexual, gay, threesome

Wordcount: 1775

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Summary: Miracles do happen! Somehow you've finally managed to secure a job at a big company! Even though it'll be a 24/7 job, they promised you a fat paycheck, so you don't care what the job is... But what if the job is managing 7 grown men? Seven men who all have needs...

Warnings: swearing, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, fingering, size kink, oral (f&m receiving), dirty talk, gay sex, threesome sex, bisexual sex, implied masturbation, this is super vanilla compared to most of my stories, let me know what I missed.

Y O U R P E R S P E C T I V E

A bright light woke me up. I opened my eyes. The sunshine came in through the window. The curtains weren't closed.

I sat up and the blanket slid off of me.

I was still in the same clothes as the day before.

I had been so tired last night that I had fallen asleep almost immediately when I had laid myself down on the bed.

I looked around me. I was really here. In the house of the world-famous BTS. I could hardly believe it. I could imagine my ex-coworker's reaction.

"You're living with them?" she would scream incredulously. "But you're not even a fan!"

I wondered if she would faint if she knew since she was always swooning over them in such extreme ways. I chuckled to myself and stretched.

I checked my watch. It was already 11 a.m.

Shocked I got up. I dashed to the door and peeked around it.

The living room was empty.

They were probably still gone. After all, Namjoon had said they had an early morning shoot.

Although he had said to take it easy on my first day, I did want to make a good impression. I decided I would try and clean up the living room as much as I could before they would return.

I quickly took a shower in the large white marble bathroom. The bathroom even had a bath, a luxury I had never had before.

Back in my room again I opened my suitcase to take out my clothes and put them in the closet.

I opened the right closet, and to my surprise, there was already something in there.

I took out the hanger and studied the clothes on it.

It was a maid costume.

There was a sticky note with some text on it.

"You can wear this while cleaning next time"

I read the note several times before it really sank in.

I felt my face turn red.

Did they really...?

Honestly....?

They really wanted me to wear this???

Shaking with embarrassment and anger I threw the set on the bed.

Mumbling angrily to myself I started loading the clothes into the closet.

Did they really expect me to wear that?

Wasn't that a bit degrading?

Maybe it was a joke?

Or maybe it was a test.

After all, in the job interview, they had told me to do anything the client asked of me.

Was this one of those things?

A test to see if I would do anything they told me to?

But then, would they go even further than this?

Would they start asking more of me?

More... inappropriate things...

My cheeks started to flush again at the thought of what they would ask of me.

Of course, they were handsome, and I knew every girl fan would dream of it.

But they are my bosses and it would be highly inappropriate to...

I shook my head, trying to put the thoughts out of my mind.

I stared at the maid costume on my bed.

What to do?

Not wear it, and risk getting fired or reprimanded?

Wear it, and risk getting laughed at or be asked to do even... weirder things?

I hesitated.

Honestly, I would rather be laughed at than reprimanded or even worse, fired.

And if they were to ask anything... more of me...

Well, I'd just deal with that when I'd cross that bridge.

I picked up the outfit and started putting it on reluctantly.

It was slightly too small for me, which made it even worse.

The top part fitted tightly around my chest, even though my boobs weren't that big, pushing them upwards and creating more cleavage than I normally had. The skirt was also quite short on me.

I spend some time fidgeting and fiddling with the outfit, hoping I would be able to push or pull it in such a way that it would be a little less revealing.

It was of no use. I just would have to bear it for today and pray that they wouldn't laugh at me.

I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed.

I would just have to ask them if it would be okay if I wouldn't wear the costume.

Or if they at least could buy me one that would fit a little better.

Put it out of your head and get to work!

If you want to leave a good impression and have the house cleaned up by the time they're back, you better start now!

I turned my back to the mirror and walked into the living room.

It was, even more, a mess than yesterday evening when I first saw it.

I sighed.

I had my work cut out for me.

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J U N G K O O K P E R S P E C T I V E

'Hyung, can you hand me some of that chicken,' I asked Namjoon. We had just gotten lunch, a bucket of fried chicken. Namjoon handed me a piece, and the rest of the boys got some too.

Eating, laughing and talking we walked into our building.

The shoot had gone well, and we had finished early today, giving us the rest of the day off.

'Do you think y/n is already up?' Hobi asked.

'Probably,' Jin replied, 'I mean, it's past noon. If she's not it would be worrisome,'

We nodded in agreement as we ate our chicken and Jin unlocked the door.

We had all taken just a few steps inside when I bumped into Hobi who was walking in front of me. I looked around him and immediately understood why he had stopped walking so suddenly.

Y/n was sitting on her knees bend over, forwards. It looked like she was trying to get something from under the couch.

Even from this angle, I could see that she was wearing a maid costume. The ruffled skirt had slid up slightly because of the position she was in, and we all had a clear view of her red lace thong.

I instantly felt a stirring in my pants and swallowed hard.

Y/n looked up, saw us, and quickly jumped to her feet.

'Welcome home sirs,' she said with a deep bow, her breasts even more on display when she leaned forward.

I felt another jolt in my pants.

Fuck.

She straightened her back, her face flushed and her eyes downwards, not really looking at us.

My god. That expression was even better.

I had a hard time keeping in a growl.

I heard a thud and looked around. Namjoon had dropped the bucket of chicken.

'I hope you all had a good day?' y/n asked nervously, looking at us, but avoiding our eyes.

It took a while before someone responded.

'Yep. Yep. Very good. Very good,' Hobi said nervously.

We all looked at each other nervously, probably thinking the same thing.

Why was she wearing that outfit?

Suddenly something clicked in my head.

The outfit had been a joke gift for Yoongi that we had bought for him a long time ago. He used to always clean up after us before even he threw in the towel.

But when he still did, we had bought him the outfit as a gag.

We had never really looked at the sizing because we knew he wouldn't wear it anyway.

Though many of us had a maid kink, we knew Yoongi would never agree to it.

Whenever we had "taken care" of each other, we had promised to keep our kinks mostly to ourselves.

I looked at Tae and Jimin who seemed to have come to the same realization as me.

Jimin grinned at me and his eyes were glistening.

Oh, dear...

'I see you found your work uniform?' Jimin spoke out boldly.

Everyone looked around at him in awe, but Jimin ignored them.

He took a step forwards, his hands casually folded in front of his crotch. If you wouldn't know it, you would never spot that he was nursing a semi too.

'I... I did,' y/n said awkwardly.

I saw Jin open his mouth to say something but Tae spotted it too and kicked at Jin's ankles to shut him up.

Jimin took another step forwards.

'I'm glad you wore it,' Jimin spoke softly. Even though I couldn't see his face anymore I knew he was smiling at her seductively.

A smile no woman or man had ever been able to resist.

'You see, we didn't want your own clothes to get dirty or get ruined. I mean, we all get that cleaning this house is a nasty and hard job to do. I mean, whenever we used to do it, we would mess up our clothes all the time,' Jimin lied.

Taehyung nodded in agreement, his mouth slightly open.

Everyone knew Tae had a soft spot for Jimin, especially when Jimin was like this.

'I... I see,' y/n said, finally looking up and making eye contact.

'I hope you're not uncomfortable?' Jimin asked sweetly.

The way he phrased his question made it almost impossible to tell him otherwise.

'No... It's just... A little tight,' y/n responded submissively. She still hadn't broken eye contact with Jimin.

Her words and the way she said it made me twitch again.

'Ah, good to know,' Jimin said, changing his attitude into something more jovial.

Y/n blinked. The spell he had put her under had been broken.

'See we only bought one because we weren't sure of your size,' he explained, turning to the boys for affirmation. Most of us nodded.

None of us had ever guessed a woman's size incorrectly.

'So now we know, we'll get you a few new ones that will fit you better,' Jimin said casually.

Y/n nodded.

'Thank you, sir,' she added a little awkwardly.

'Oh, you don't have to call us sir,' Jimin said putting his hand on her arm. I could see her shock when he touched her shortly.

'As Namjoon said before, you can be informal with us. Just be casual,' Jimin smiled brightly at her.

'We want you to feel at home with us. Why don't you just address us as... Oppa,' Jimin said, looking around, his eyes darting from Jin to Hobi to Namjoon.

Jimin knew our kinks far too well.

'Oh... Okay... Oppa,' y/n said.

Even from behind, I could see Jin's ears turning red and Hobi quickly put his hands into his pockets.

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jmvore · 9 months

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kisses, cuddles, and everything in between ♡

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↳ SYNOPSIS › The many adventures of you and Namjoon and your sweet-loving hybrids, Jungkook and Jimin. ♡

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» RATING › 18+ [M I N O R S D O N O T I N T E R A C T] » GENRE(S) › fluff » AU › slice of life, hybrid » PAIRING(S) › cat!park jimin x f!reader x dog!jeon jungkook x kim namjoon » WORD(S) › 2.1k+ » CH. SYNOPSIS › it's your time to chill with your babies but you're brain is so wrapped up in your tattoo design you're making for a client, you forgot. it's okay. they forgive you. » REQUESTED? › no but it can be ♡ » SMUT WARNING(S) › none just fluff, missing joonie hours, cuddling jikook, hybrid's cat!jimin and german pinscher!jungkook, human namjoon & reader, poly relationship, sad!jk,. » POST DATE › 12/29/2023 » A/N › Thank you @/saradika for the divider(s)! For those who don't know, this is a request series: you can request for this universe.

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“Are they still working?” Jimin questions, eyes widen with so much curiosity. He’s hopeful, maybe a little more hopeful than Jungkook.

“I think so… She hasn’t come out of her office yet and Joonie-Hyung is still at work…” Jungkook pouts, jutting his bottom lip out for emphasis. Jimin takes it upon himself to climb on top of the pup, effectively cuddling right into the crook of his neck. He hikes his leg over the dog hybrid's waist and leans forward as he begins scenting the woeful pup. He feels at ease in his kitten's arms but he's still missing you and Namjoon. “We were supposed to have family time! They were supposed to be resting with us.”

Jimin knows and he's just as sad as his pup by the fact that the two of you forgot. There’s not much either of them could honestly do at this point. You’re still racking your brain over this one design. Indecisive and vexing, you still didn’t want to disappoint said client because that’s just the type of person you were. Unfortunately, you’ve been struggling with this particular drawing since you've been home and they felt as if you’re brushing them off. You kept promising you’d be out, only to never come. And Namjoon? Well, he’s been staying at the office late to go over evidence to try to clear his client over a crime she claims she didn’t commit. Don’t get them wrong… They understand your ambitions and think it’s amazing how both of you can fully immerse yourself in your work but it has its low points too.

Like now…

“I know, baby…” Jimin soothes his thumb over the pup’s hip to try and get him to calm down. Jungkook whines, burying his head into Jimin and scenting his mating mark. Comforting, it seems to be working like it's supposed to, for now. “I hate when they work themselves so much too but there’s nothing we can do. She has to come out on her own and hyung isn’t even here. I don't know when he will be home.”

“I know…” Jungkook groans, sighing as he moves up to rest his cheek on the top of Jimin’s head. He's sure not to hurt his kitty’s ears. His eyes trail down the dark hallway as he’s longing for both of your presence, and both of your scents because nesting in your clothes isn’t enough.

Why couldn’t you let it go for the night? It seems easier said than done, but the little pup can dream.

Jimin softly purrs, body wrapped in one of your favorite rock band shirts that have your scent drenched all over it. Jungkook finds himself snuggled inside one of Namjoon’s button-up shirts to be smothered in his. Although with the two of them lying next to each other, they get a hint of the other. There’s something comforting about your spicy but sweet and delicate smell of cinnamon and nutmeg as well as Namjoon’s edgy sage and ginger undertones that lulls Jungkook to sleep. It also keeps Jimin content.

It’s not even minutes later when the door to your office creaks open and Jimin can hear the soft padding of your feet against the wooden corridor floor. His ears perk before his face lights up, seeing your shadow making its way toward them. Though he can’t move like he wants to since Jungkook is already sleeping, he still reaches out for you when you’re closer.

“Done?” Jimin asks, feeling you press your lips against his forehead. His body relaxes into it as his eyes flutter closed. You reach over to caress the side of Jimin’s cheek to see him rest into your hand as he softly meows.

“Yeah…” You lazily chuckle, your voice sounds very tired and drowsy and he can make out the little slurring that you do when he knows you’re about to crash. “Ready for bed? Joonie should be home soon.”

You don’t have to ask him twice, he’s already trying to shake Jungkook awake, much to the younger dismay. Jungkook sniffs the air, tongue poking in his cheek before rolling out of his mouth. He sits up and looks behind him to see you standing there, bright but tired smile beaming back at him. You hold your hand out for them to grab, both of them hoping off the little loveseat to run right into you.

“That excited to sleep?”

“Just missed you,” Jungkook sighs, inhaling the soft spicy scent your body radiates. He grins, lazily wrapping his arms around your waist and buries his face into your neck. Jimin takes to cuddling into your back, his face in your neck as he knows it helps you relax.

“We were waiting for you to come out but you never came…”

“I know, baby… I was so wrapped up in it I honestly lost track of time. I’m sorry.”

You know they would forgive you anyway in a heartbeat and when you feel Jimin’s tail wrap around your leg, you know that’s his way of telling you it’s okay. It’s his way of comforting you even when you feel you don’t deserve his kindness, even if your lovers say otherwise.

“Bed now?” Jungkook mumbles, half-sleep as you can feel his breath ghost over his mating bite on your right side. “‘m sleepy…”

“Yeah. B-Bed…”

Your heart flutters at the sudden deepness of his voice, but let him tug you by your hand toward the bed. You quickly grab Jimin’s hand for him to trail behind. Once you’ve made it to your shared bedroom, you tug your sweats down and toss them to the side, leaving you in one of Namjoon’s large white tees and your underwear.

The California king looks so comfortable as the three of you climb into your usual spots. The pillow top is comfy, soft and feels amazing. Jimin positions his head on your stomach as Jungkook cuddled right into your side, resting directly on your chest. You wouldn’t be able to move even if you wanted to. It’s silent but there’s comfort in it knowing that both men are just as sleep-deprived as you are. You run your fingers through Jimin’s hair, his ear twitching as his pretty purrs become louder and louder with each pet. Jungkook is already out like a light with his hand enclosed within his paw so he’ll be able to hold it while he’s sleeping. Something noticed he started doing a lot with Namjoon and yourself.

You feel the need to speak up though, you feel bad about keeping them up even if it’s not technically late. It’s late by night standards.

“I’m sorry for keeping you both up,” You begin, watching Jimin turn over to watch you. He frowns when he realizes what’s being said. He feels as if you don’t need to apologize but he lets you continue anyway. “I know I’ve been so wrapped up in trying to get this tattoo right that I’m neglecting you both—“

“But you’re not neglecting us, Noona…” Jimin stops you mid-sentence, his eyes gleam in the darkness and reflect. There’s always something about his eyes that has you captivated and attentive. Even when he’s not talking to you. “I don’t want you feeling like that because that’s not true.”

“Even so—“

“No…” Jimin stops you again but this time you know he’s not looking for you to object again. “We know you have to work. Both of you. I know what all Hyung has to do and I’m sure Jungkookie knows what all you have to do. As long as there’s little time in there for us then it’s fine. We might complain about it but that’s just us. You know that…”

“I do…”

There’s a brief pause but you don’t let it deteriorate you from speaking your peace. It’s something so minor but you don’t want it to become an issue later on. Jimin still is attentive, tail swaying behind him as he stares right at you. Jungkook, on the other hand, has his arm lazily thrown across your middle, cuddling into you and yawning.

You sigh before continuing, “Just… I promise to do better. I love you both.”

Jimin pulls himself up to stalk toward you on his hands and knees until he’s face to face with you and smiles. Your eyes trailing down to his lips and right back to his eyes but settle on resting your hands on his slim waist.

“I said it was okay, Noona…” He hums, his purrs soften as he yawns and his ears perk when you chuckle but he doesn’t say much of anything else. Jungkook passed out moments ago, his ears flattened against his head but still prominent enough to poke out of the mop of curly black hair.

It’s just you and Jimin wide awake because, for some odd reason, sleep just wasn’t coming to you like it had Jungkook. Maybe it’s because you missed Namjoon or maybe you just wanted to wait for him to finally walk through the bedroom doors.

You don’t know… but you do know you’re beyond tired.

Jimin can practically see the wheels turning in your head. He knows your mind is racing, can hear your heart beginning to beat a little faster. He wants to ease your worrying so he presses a soft kiss to your jawline before settling back into your side as he begins nosing at your collarbone.

“Not sleepy anymore?” He knows the answer, he just wants you to confirm it so he waits until he hears you sigh, followed by a bitter chuckle.

“I guess not…”

“Is there anything I can do?”

“No… I think it’s just because I miss Namjoon. I’m not used to him working late so much…”

Jimin hums, knowing what that means. He misses his hyung too but you know that he’ll be working late until this particular case is over and done. So you both sit in silence, listening to Jungkook snoring. It’s adorably cute and you’re glad he’s able to sleep peacefully even if the two of you can’t.

You glance over at the clock on the bedside table to see it’s not really that late but still late enough. Nine pm, to be exact. You hate that he can’t just pawn the case off on someone else because, knowing your husband, he’d want to ensure everything is right. That’s just in Namjoon’s nature, always wanting to help and being thorough. If they weren’t there, you don’t know how to deal with Namjoon’s absence.

Jimin’s still staring up at you, confused as he tilts his head to the side and waits for you to say something. There’s something in the way that his eyes shine bright in the dark abyss, the way the moon casts a shadow on not only him but Jungkook too. Both look like god-sent angels.

Jimin had always been different from his animal counterpart. Where the Siamese cat eyes were usually a sea blue or honey brown, Jimin inherited both. His purrs were a little higher in pitch and he was beyond clingy, even when you first found him. Eventually when he felt comfortable enough, he explained in tiny that he felt a magnetic pull towards you when he first saw you, it was like he was supposed to be in your life as well as you in his. And when you let him mark you, he knew the bound would be permanent for him. But work took over, not only for you but Namjoon too and you didn’t want to leave your baby home by himself constantly.

That’s when you adopted Jungkook, a shy and timid little thing. At first, he was scared of Jimin. He had never been around other hybrids before, let alone a whole ‘nother species so this was new to him. It started with you tracing over the tattoos that littered your body and eyeing your piercings. After a while, he began to beg to go with you, telling you he’ll be a good boy and he’d stay out of your way. And well, this resulted in him wanting to get tattoos and piercings and eventually he started to rival you for your own. He even started an apprenticeship with the shop owner, Yoongi and eventually, he became one of the most sought out tattoo artists in the area despite being a hybrid.

Sometimes it was hard for him, being shy and not really knowing how to speak to others but eventually, he came into his own. You praised him, telling him you were proud of him which resulted in Jungkook taking the step further and kissing you to say his thanks. You remember it perfectly. Your eyes widen so wide, he’d thought they would have popped out of the socket and Namjoon and Jimin had walked in on the little scene.

Namjoon explained that both of them had already given him their mating mark and that it was okay but you still held off for as long as possible, much to Jungkook’s dismay but with Jungkook whining about how you let Jimin eventually, you came around. He was overly excited but he made sure he didn’t hurt you.

“What are you thinking about?” Jimin asks, dragging his index up and down the pretty floral tattoo that trails down your collarbone to the top of your breast.

“You…Kook… Just thinking about how much I love all three of you…” You respond, “Plus I still miss Joonie…” Your voice sounds so small and vulnerable like you’ll never see him again. There’s something in the way you shrug it off that has Jimin scrunching his nose. He understands how you feel, understands that Namjoon working long hours not only takes a toll on him but on the three of you as well and that’s not good for any of you.

“I’m sure he’ll be home soon, Noona…” He tries to be confident in his answer but even he doesn’t know when that’ll be. He can hope that it’s soon because he hates when you’re feeling this way. “For now, let’s try to sleep!”

“Yeah okay…” You sigh, lazily racking your fingers through his soft blonde fringe.

It’s around 11pm when you finally drift away to dreamland and when the door finally clicks open and shut to the bedroom. Namjoon grins though his heart is pounding against his chest. He really thought he was going to have to deal with you yelling at him again but this… This is even better. His eyes crinkle at the sight of his two favorite boys and his precious wife fast asleep, limbs entangled within each other. The three of you really knows no boundaries anymore. It’s cute. So much so that he decides to capture the moment for later teasing.

Namjoon is so tired. He starts to impatiently rip his tie from his neck because all he wants to do is lay with the three of you and sleep off his drowsiness. Thank god it’s Saturday tomorrow and he’s off.

He takes a very quick shower, slipping a pair of boxers on and finding his place behind Jungkook. He tries not to move too much so he doesn’t wake any of you up.

“Hyung?”

Too late.

“I’m here. Sleep pup,” Namjoon whispers, kissing his bare shoulder and nestling into his back. His hand searches for yours and when he thinks he found it in the darkness, he grabs ahold of it and gives it a light squeeze before lacing his fingers between yours.

You stir in your sleep but simply fall back into your slumber as Jimin whines about you moving way too much for his liking.

“Good night, babe…” Namjoon whispers into the darkness but, it’s okay. The case is over and done with and now he doesn’t have to stay as late anymore. “We’ll talk in the morning…”

He promises the three of you that he intends to keep once the morning sun hits its peak.

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vngelicc · 3 years

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s u g a r

p a i r i n g : namjoon x reader

g e n r e : boyfriend au.

t a g s : cunnilingus, oral sex (m receiving), unprotected sex, morning sex, creampies, breeding kink, pregnancy, possessive namjoon, sweet!reader, reader’s cute, daddy kink, fooling around in a car, LOTS of domesticity, fluffy, dirty talk, sex tapes were made

s u m m a r y : you have a long history with your gentle giant, there’s a lot more to come in the future. alternatively you’re the light of namjoon’s life.

w o r d c o u n t : 10.8 k

It all began the moment he laid eyes on you sitting so pretty with nowhere to go. You were in a pretty flower dress with your cardigan discarded next to you on the bench. On your lap you had a sketch book, pencil, and your phone. He'd never seen someone so beautiful like you..

Namjoon liked to tell everyone he fell for your pretty charm and calm nature. Truth was it was fate that brought him to you. Like gravity pulled him to you, he slowly approached and stood in front of you with his bike by his side. You at first mistook him for wanting to sit so you hurried to move your book.

"No, no," He rushed out, waving a hand in the air as a coy smile overcame his features, "I just came over here because... you were sitting by yourself." He finished lamely, shoulders slumping a little.

You stared up at him, hand frozen in the air. "Oh. Did you want to keep me company?"

"Yeah, if you want though."

A slow smile crept up on your face, you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear with a timid nod. "I would love that actually." You softly whispered and made room for him to sit.

From there on your relationship blossomed. Things were slow because of his work. You knew he felt bad about not being able to take you on dates or see you as often but truth to be told you didn't mind. He made up for it with the effort he put in to make it work. Plus it was even better when he did have the time to see you.

Namjoon didn't pop the question until after four months of talking. He sat you down and asked if this was something you were willing to risk. He warned you about his busy schedule, his fans, and many other things but you said yes. You were deeply in love by then, call you silly but Namjoon really made your heart run wild.

He became your first serious boyfriend, you had never felt this way with your previous partner. He made you feel like you were the only girl in the world. Always put you first before anything, cared deeply about your problems, and was always there during your off days. He was perfect to you.

If you asked anyone to describe Namjoon they'd all say the same thing. "Whipped." But you didn't care though, you wouldn't have it any other way.

"Wait–you didn't tell me you were coming!"

You snapped your head towards the van door, eyes widening when you saw it was Yoongi's girlfriend. "Oh my god you're here!" You wrapped your arms around the girl, hugging her tightly and rocking slightly side to side, "How have you been?"

"Good, good," she laughed softly, "just getting by you know? Trying not to lose my marbles with all this crazy hectic stuff. How about you?"

"I'm well, doing my own thing and trying not to lose it like you said." You grinned, scooting over and making room for her to sit with you, "So is this like a getaway trip? Kinda like the Bon Voyage trips no?"

She nodded and pulled her phone out to snap a photo of you two, "Kinda yeah, Yoongi told me they basically do nothing. It's like a vacation for them, just filmed and all."

"Oh wow... doesn't sound like much of a vacation if you have to film it." You joked softly, "Before you say anything no, Joon doesn't know I'm coming yet. I told him I was going to be leaving my mom's today and that I'd see if I could make it."

"Oh," her eyes widened, "he thinks you aren't coming?? And you guys haven't seen each other for like what four weeks now?"

You nodded slowly, "Yep. I feel bad not telling him like ughhh seeing him so disappointed made me all sad but it's a surprise and I know he'll be really happy when he sees me."

The ride to the filming location seemed very long to you. You imagined what his reaction would be like to see you, each leaving you smiling like a school girl. You checked your messages with Namjoon, scrolling through them and giggling like a idiot at each one.

Sometimes you wondered what the hell you two were on. One minute he was talking about Moni, another he was sending you pictures of his plants and then asking you to name them. You were no different though, sending him out of context videos and weird pictures of Moni.

It slowly hit that you missed him deeply, pout settling on your face. "Are we there yet?" You asked like a child, making the driver laugh and confirm to you, "We are? Oh my goodness." You giggled hiding behind your hands as you watched the van slowly pull up into the driveway.

"Apparently they already told Yoongi and Joon that there's a surprise for them coming in the van."

You smiled happily at her and whined, "Open the doorrrr."

Laughter filled the van as it came to a stop. You watched as the girl pulled the door open, stepping out as she waved at Yoongi who sported the biggest smile. The other guys had came along to see this so called surprise, eagerly greeting her until they saw you pop out.

"y/n!" Jimin yelled out, arms waving like crazy.

You happily waved back, noticing the way Namjoon's eyes went wide in shock as he looked at his members then at you. It made you laugh because he looked like he didn't know what to do. So you decided to run towards him, happy giggles leaving you as he opened his arms.

"Baby!" He grinned and lifted you up into his arms, spinning you in a circle, "I thought you weren't gonna make it."

"Surprise?" You leaned forward and planted soft kisses to his lips, "You should have seen your face, you looked so clueless."

Namjoon chuckled, eyes closing as he let you peck his lips over and over again. "I mean I was really bummed out the whole time thinking you weren't gonna come so can you really blame me?" He softly mumbled, arms tightening around you.

You smiled and gently poked his dimple, "Well now you can be happy. Help me with my luggage please?" You pouted and wiggled around until your feet touched the floor once again. "I brought a lot of stuff to keep me busy, I feel like I brought more puzzles and books than clothes."

"Babe I can't have you walking around in nothing. That's for me only," Namjoon whined quietly whilst slipping his hand down to your waist, sneaking in a few cheeky ass grabs. "As much as I love seeing you naked I can't have anyone lookin' at my girl." He finished in his deep voice, English accent popping out just a tiny bit.

"Hush, hush I brought enough to get me through the filming. Might steal your hoodies or sweats who knows. Maybe even go commando," you teased with a giggle as you felt his hand swat your ass gently, "kidding, kidding."

Namjoon gave a long 'hmm', going to the trunk and grabbing your bags, "You got everything? Charger? Phone?" He said as he watched you look into your purse and nod when you found your items, "Okay let's get going," he kissed your forehead gently and carried the luggage away.

Happily you trailed after your boyfriend, waving and greeting the boys politely. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Jimin called out, winking at you. Of course leave it to Jimin to make a comment like that.

You rolled your eyes yelling back, "Yes mom." It caused the boys to erupt into laughter that faded as you stepped into the mansion. You and Namjoon made small talk about your trip as he led you to his bedroom. It was nice and spacious, sunlight entering in all the right areas. It felt cozy.

"Joon what a mess, don't even try and deny it cause I know how you are." You teased softly whilst going to clean the small coffee table which had empty chip bags lying around.

Namjoon groaned quietly, setting your bags down and trying to drag you away from the mess, "Stop that, I just wanna lay down on you." He grunted.

A squeal left your lips, hands coming down to grip his arms as he suddenly carried you to the bed. He tossed you on it like a sack of potatoes, you bounced a little off the mattress with a: "Joon!"

"Shh," he climbed over you, lips gently covering your own as he cupped your cheek, "the trash can wait for later." He mumbled out, lips slowly moving against yours.

You softly giggled, a slow smile spreading over your lips, "Missed me that much?"

Namjoon nodded, "You know I did baby," he growled quietly, "left me for four whole weeks.. with only a few pictures thinking that was gonna satisfy me. We both know I need your pussy baby."

Your cheeks flushed feeling a bit warmer with his dirty talk. You parted your legs to which he happily slotted himself between. He pressed his hips to yours, letting his hard cock rest against your inner thigh near your pussy. "Feel that? That's how much I missed you baby," he slowly swirled his hips, letting you feel every inch of his hard cock.

"Joon," you quietly whimpered, pawing at his biceps and knocking your knees against his sides, "don't tease me please."

"Why not baby? You teased me so much with that pretty ass and your little moans in those filthy videos you sent me." Namjoon managed to pin your wrists down, "baby girl's all talk and no bite. Ain't that right?" He rolled his hips a bit more forceful.

You mewled softly, head leaned back in frustration from the thin barrier of your panties separating you from his cock. "Yes," you softly panted, cheeks flushed and eyes glazed over with lust.

"Yes what?" He rose a brow.

"Yes Daddy."

A satisfied smile spread across his face, hand letting your tiny wrist go. He gently cupped your chin and stroked your bottom lip slowly, "That's my baby, hips up." He softly ordered, free hand creeping around.

You obeyed, hips lifting upwards and pressing closer to his throbbing cock. You bit your lip and watched in curiosity as he slid a pillow down under your hips. "Hold your dress for me baby, Daddy wants to have a taste." He huskily said, hands already tugging your wet panties down.

Slowly you hiked your dress up to expose your lower half, pussy clenching around nothing as the cool air hit you. You eagerly watched as he slid down the bed coming eye-level with your cunt. "Pretty little pussy," Namjoon chuckled, tongue coming out to lick a stripe up your soft folds.

He moaned softly in appreciation, arms wrapping around your thighs to keep them spread. His eyes shot up to watch your blissed out face, if anything he could get off to the faces you made whenever he pleasured you. He let his tongue circle around your clit, pressing into it and moving side to side.

"Joon–" your back arched as you let the hem of the dress go, letting it pool around your hips.

Namjoon hummed in question, eyes closing and mouth working on your pussy. He pulled back to spit and used that to make things messier. Your hands buried in his hair, holding it gently as his tongue slid down to your slicked up hole. A breathless moan left you when his tongue had slowly slipped in.

Namjoon moved a hand up to flick his thumb at your clit, rubbing the small nub from side to side and then rolling it around gently. This combined with his tongue inside had you moaning uncontrollably. "Yes–please," you softly whispered, eyes closed and lips parted, "oh god baby just like that."

He pressed down firmer on your clit, your breath hitching as he wiggled his tongue around. Your eyes snapped open and you looked down to watch him closely. His eyes were closed as he ravished you like it was his last meal. He slipped his tongue out and pulled back to softly pant, eyes trained on your cunt as he licked the slick off his lips.

"Fuck baby, fucking missed you." He breathed out and leaned back down, mouth latching on to your clit.

Your mouth fell open as he sucked the utter life out of your sensitive clit. It had your toes curling, back arching once more as you tightened your grip on his hair. "Joon–yes, yes, yes, please." You sobbed out.

Namjoon opened his eyes to watch you, hand going up to gently grip yours. He happily slurped you up, quiet moans leaving him as he breathed harshly through his nose. What took the cake was when Namjoon decided to move his head back and forth, mouth still attached to your clit. You cried out, your fingers tightening around his as you trembled.

"Keep going please–so close," your hips canted upwards towards his tongue, chasing more pleasure.

He laid his tongue flat against your clit, letting you grind on him and get off. He snaked his free hand down to prod at your slicked up hole. "In, in," you begged softly to which he obliged.

His long fingers filled you up just right, pussy clenching down as he worked another finger in. You half expected he was going to go slow but you were so wrong.. Namjoon immediately picked the pace up with his fingers, sliding them in and out of you with ease. Not to mention he curled them just right to hit your g-spot dead on with each movement.

A sweet cry bubbled its' way out of your throat, eyes welling with tears. The stimulation was too much, having his hot mouth on your clit sucking harshly at the engorged flesh and his fingers deep in had you seeing stars. All you could really do was cry, whimper, or choke up on your moans. It was just that good.

"I'm gonna cum–" you whispered, "J-Joonie!" You cried softly.

The tears ran down your cheeks, brows scrunched together as you slowly reached your orgasm. Your pussy wildly pulsed, Namjoon decided it was a good time to climb up your body and force his tongue into your mouth. You moaned loudly and wrapped your legs around his body and arm around his neck.

Your hips were desperately grinding on his fingers, the palm of his hand now striking your swollen slicked-up clit. As you were on the brink of your orgasm you felt his fingers leave you, a small spurt of slick following in suit. You whined loudly, about to ask why he stopped when all off a sudden you felt the tip of his cock against your folds.

"C'mon," Namjoon panted out against your lips, "cum for me baby."

Your teary eyes opened, watching as he began to stroke his cock over your sensitive clit. Your mouth fell open in a silent cry, eyes meeting his as he quickly pumped his cock. He was panting, lip between his teeth as he worked his cock. Slowly your orgasm hit, thighs shaking as your pussy lightly squirted.

"That's a good girl," he praised softly, lips finding your neck and sucking hickeys into the soft flesh, "did so well for me." He moaned out.

You went completely silent, more tears streaming down your cheeks as the orgasm left you boneless. Namjoon took the chance to slip inside the mess he had created between your thighs, cock pushing deep against your wet heat. You jumped a little, hand coming down to grip his wrist as you sobbed loudly.

Namjoon hissed at the tightness, pinning your wrists on either side of your head. He rolled his hips in quick strokes, pelvis bumping into your clit as weak spurts of cum left you. "Fuck," he bit his lip, "missed fucking this pussy." He dropped down on his elbows, caging you in as he worked his thick cock in and out of you.

"Gonna make me cum–shit," Namjoon's lips parted as he shakily breathed, "ohh god," he grit his teeth, "not gonna last baby." He said this as his cock throbbed inside of you.

You pulled Namjoon down for a kiss, hands holding his face as you rolled your hips up despite the overstimulation hitting you. Namjoon moaned loudly into your mouth, hips stopping as he let you grind on him. His orgasm hit seconds later, hips jerking in surprise as he gripped your hair tightly.

"Shit," he sighed out, eyes drooping a little as his cock weakly throbbed inside of you.

Your pussy clenched down to keep his cum inside of you, a satisfied smile on your face. "I'm sleepy now." This was the magic his dick held over you, he could literally send you to sleep with just how good the sex was.

"Me too," Namjoon mumbled as he rolled off of you, soft cock slipping out as he laid on his back next to you.

You both stared at the ceiling of the room. No one said a thing, and right as you dozed off you could hear him speak. "You want ramen?"

"Get out." You muttered rolling away as he laughed.

It was extremely peaceful and relaxing being with Namjoon again. The two of you made up for the time lost within those four weeks. Whether it was you cooking for him and watching a movie afterwards or him dragging you along to work out, the two of you were inseparable. It was just so nice to have peace and quietness, all relaxation and no work.

You were sitting outside with Jimin in the grass, gossiping like usual. You enjoyed his company greatly, he was like the best friend and brother you never had.

"I'm surprised," he softly mumbled while playing with the grass, "I would have assumed it would be you and Namjoon being loud but damn, Yoongi goes at it like she's gonna fucking leave him or something." Jimin snorted.

"Oh yeahh.." you awkwardly smiled, trying not to laugh, "Last night I couldn't sleep cause all I could hear was the bed creaking."

Jimin gently elbowed you, "Girl don't act like you don't get your back blown out, you just do it quietly." He laughed with his head thrown back.

You whined in embarrassment, hiding your face and elbowing Jimin back, "Shut up! Oh my god you're so freaking–ugh. Fine but I'm just trying to save myself from the embarrassment of getting teased okay?! It's so freaking weird knowing you guys can hear it at night."

"Please," Jimin scoffed, "we hear everything. Kook was complaining the other night about Yoongi and her cause they were so loud Bam kept barking thinking something was happening in the damn room. Jin's all pissy too cause he said he heard Namjoon, he wanted to ask you to gag him."

"Jin stay being bitter." You softly smiled, throwing a little grass at Jimin, "I guess we're just excited is all. I mean past all the sex and stuff I can tell Joon missed me. We haven't really ever been apart for long, max was a week before but this time it was four weeks.. I don't know, is it bad?"

Jimin shook his head slowly, "No, that man loves you and I know you do too. It's a normal thing to miss your boyfriend, I would miss my lover too if they left me for more than a week. And I get you, you don't need to explain anything to me. I'm just glad you make him happy."

You leaned your head on his arm, pout settling on your features, "Yeah, but I like 'love love' him Jimin. He's the man I wanna spend the rest of my life with. I figured this out when my mom sat me down and talked to me." You perked up a little when you saw your boyfriend wave at you from afar, volleyball in hand as you smiled softly, "He makes me so happy my heart just hurts."

"I can tell," Jimin softly replied, "if anything I already called dibs on you two getting married or something. I mean c'mon, how could he not? You really make him happy too, you're there for him whenever he needs someone and you take care of him. I'm glad Joon has someone like you. I'm serious." He finished quietly, watching as Namjoon jogged up to you two.

"You guys wanna play?" Namjoon said as he held the ball out, "Taehyung and Kook dragged me out so I figured might as well."

You shook your head, "No not really, I was gonna actually head inside these damn mosquitos are biting me."

"You want me to come baby?" Namjoon softly murmured as he pulled you up into his arms.

"Please." You said and looked back at Jimin, "Bye Min, I'll see you around okay?" You waved to him and followed Namjoon as he wrapped his arm around your waist. You could hear Taehyung and Jungkook whine about Namjoon leaving them but your boyfriend could care less.

The two of you decided on a nice lunch before your retreat. You hummed 'Dynamite', hips swaying lightly as you grabbed ingredients for the tteokbokki you wanted to make. Namjoon didn't really help much, opting to hold you as he leaned his chin on your shoulder. "You sure you don't need anything else?"

"No, it's okay I got the stuff I needed in one go. This should be enough for everyone don't you think?" You softly asked, head leaned back as you pout your lips for a kiss.

Namjoon quickly pecked your lips, eyes flickered to the ingredients before him, "Yeah I think so." He said in-between pecks, "Mix mines with the ramen? Please?" He softly asked.

You nodded turning back to the stove, "Get the pot then please I'm gonna start cutting the vegetables, bring for the others too." You softly finished, searching through the drawers for the knife you had seen Jin using on many occasions.

Occasionally the boys dropped by to see what you were cooking. Seokjin had stayed to watch after offering help and being denied by you. You had Namjoon attached to your back just holding you and following your movements. Every time he laughed you could feel the rumble in his chest. It made you smile to see him this happy.

"So when can we expect mini Namjoon running around?" Seokjin softly asked, amusement in his eyes.

"Not now Jin," you snorted softly, "let us enjoy being boyfriend-girlfriend first before any of that."

Seokjin rolled his eyes, "Please you've been enjoying boyfriend-girlfriend for years now, at this rate I'll be heading to the damn army before you even give me a nephew."

You giggled softly, leaning back into Namjoon's chest as he wrapped his arms around you, "Just say you're getting old, no shame in that you grumpy man."

The two idols laughed with Seokjin growing embarrassed as he covered his pink face. "Yah! I can't believe you fucking called me old! Sure I'm almost in my thirties but damn don't kill a man's self-esteem!" Seokjin stuttered out in-between his laughter.

"You aren't getting any younger... When are YOU gonna bring us a nephew or niece huh?" Namjoon smirked, "Talking about us being boyfriend-girlfriend for years look at you. Don't come for my girlfriend–EVER." He sassed, finger pointing accusingly at Seokjin.

You shook your head slowly, covering your face as you lowered the temperature of the stove. "I'm so done with you two. Food's ready now quit arguing. Joon help me with the plates please?" You softly said, opening the cupboard to bring out the bowls.

Seokjin by then had stopped laughing and practically demanded you let him help. You gave in begrudgingly as the three of you set the plates and cutlery out. Of course you ended up serving Namjoon because he was a big baby around you. This in turn led to the others whining for the same treatment.

"No go away, she's my girlfriend not yours." Namjoon huffed quietly, carrying your plates to the table, "I'm already letting you taste her cooking that's all you get."

"Possessive bastard." Jimin stuck his tongue out, bowl in his hand as he waited for Jungkook to serve himself.

You happily hummed, deciding to help the boys despite your boyfriend whining about it. When you saw that Yoongi's girlfriend was handling hers and Yoongi's you decided your work there was done. You sat down at the table with your chair close to Namjoon's. You threw yours legs over Joon's lap, opting to let your food cool down.

"Don't burn yourself." You softly chided, hand coming up to wipe some sauce off his cheek.

"Won't." Namjoon softly mumbled, blowing on his food and then taking a big bite.

The lunch went by smoothly, occasionally you played with Bam who would come over to snuggle into your leg. All nine of you enjoyed the meal, talking amongst yourselves and telling embarrassing stories to pass the time. It was a fun time for you, you couldn't remember the last time you enjoyed a meal like this with friends.

"We can wash the plates, and no y/n you can't help. You did enough by cooking this for us." Seokjin sternly said, everyone else agreeing and throwing their 'thank yous' in.

You gave into their demands, pout on your features as you leaned your head on Namjoon's shoulder, "Fine. Let's go?" You said softly.

Namjoon nodded, clearing his throat as he stacked your plates up, "Yeah hold on let me get a water real quick."

The two of you said your farewells and left to the bedroom. You went to sit on the couch, groan leaving you as you curled up, "I feel so full." You muttered quietly, watching as Namjoon downed his water.

"You're bloated how cute." He teased, palming your stomach with big hands, "Babe why can't you always be like this. So squishy and soft." He teased softly.

You rolled your eyes, leaning back and letting him do as he pleased. Seokjin's words began to creep back into your mind. While you and Namjoon did hope to have kids one day you weren't so sure when that day would come. Was it possible that maybe you two were ready? Like Seokjin had said you both have been dating for a long time..

"What are you thinking about baby?" Namjoon's gentle voice brought you out of your thoughts.

Slowly your eyes met his, "Joon," you whispered, "do you think.. that maybe we're ready..? Ready for a baby?" Your heart wildly thumped in your chest, you were scared of what he was gonna say but it was now or never.

He stayed quiet for a few seconds, looking into your eyes disbelieving of what you had just said. You watched how he struggled to form a proper response. He sighed softly, leaning back on the couch, staring back at you. "I honestly think so," he softly said, "I never wanted to push you towards that because it's a big decision we both have to make. But yes, I can see myself having a family with you. I think we're way past ready baby."

You smiled up at him, hands coming to cup his cheeks, "I love you so much Joonie."

"I love you too," he chuckled, lips finding your own as a promise for your future.

The birds chirped and cool air seeped in through the open window. It was barely seven o'clock in the morning, not a single soul up and about other than you and Namjoon. You had been sleeping on your side, ass pressed to your boyfriend's crotch. He had an arm around you, hand under your shirt as he held your bare tit.

At first it started with Namjoon grinding his morning wood, not looking to get off but rather stimulate it. You could feel the curve of his cock pressed up against your cheeks. Then he switched to playing with your nipple, fingers gently twisting the nub and rolling it around.

You softly sighed in your sleep, eyes slowly opening with drowsiness kicking in. "Joon.." you mumbled softly, "Stop teasing."

He quietly chuckled, sleepy smile spreading over his lips as he let your nipple go. He slid his hand out of your shirt, tugging your flimsy shorts and panties down, "Baby... I want some." He murmured.

"Hm." You wiggled your ass against him, "Go ahead."

With your permission Namjoon dipped his fingers down between your legs, gently gliding up and down your soft folds. He pressed gently on your clit, circling around the nub and teasing it. You relaxed further into the bed, eyes fluttering and lips parting. Pleasure boiled in your tummy, not a lot but enough to have you enjoying it.

Gradually your pussy grew wetter, cunt pulsing from the touches and nipples hardening under his shirt. Namjoon mouthed at your neck, sucking hickeys on to your soft skin, "Gonna give you a baby," he softly whispered, "you'd like that wouldn't you?"

Your tongue darted out to lick your upper lip, nodding at his words and rolling your hips forward. He moved his finger in fast circles, "You want everyone to know how well I bred you don't you baby? How my cock is the reason you're all knocked up?" He purred in your ear.

"God yes–don't stop," you moaned out, hand coming down to grip his wrist, "please Joonie, give me a baby. Let them all know who bred my pussy, who I belong to."

Namjoon groaned quietly at your dirty words, fingers dipping low to see how wet you were. The soft wet noise your cunt made was enough to tell him you were ready. "Lift your leg up for me baby." He gently guided you, hand grasping the back of your knee, "Hold it real quick."

You heard shuffling behind you, excitement bubbled in your tummy as your pussy throbbed at the idea of being pregnant. You felt him rub against your folds slowly, his cock tapping against your clit. "I got you baby," he replaced your hand and held your leg up.

Slowly he rolled his hips forward, cock slipping past your wet folds and into your wet pussy. Your mouth fell open as you relished in the feeling of his cock penetrating you. Namjoon grunted softly, head burying in your neck as he pressed forward. His hips were flush against your ass, balls nestled against your folds.

"So good," he breathed out, hips swirling around in a slow circle, "just like that baby, let Daddy fuck your pretty pussy. Gonna fill you with cum till you catch."

A soft moan left your lips, cunt clenching at the thought of his cum. It was much more thrilling now because he wasn't going to cum in you for the hell of it anymore, he was doing it with purpose. The sole purpose of getting you nice and round with his baby, and that aroused you to no end.

His hips slowly drew back and then forward. He lingered in you for a few seconds before repeating the same motion. The pleasant slide of his thick cock against your walls left you yearning for more. You gently pressed your face into the pillow, soft and quiet moans leaving you. "Right there," you mumbled.

Namjoon groaned softly, eyes shut as he rolled his hips. "Yeah? Tell Daddy what you need baby." He emphasized his words by pressing into you.

"Need Daddy to fuck me into the sheets, want him to give me a baby." You replied softly with a whine, hand coming down to rub your neglected clit in slow circles.

"You want Daddy to fuck you hard with his cock? Till your pussy's creaming?" Namjoon picked up the pace slightly, hips rocking a bit faster as a soft squelching noise was created.

You nodded eagerly, lips parting in a small 'o' shape as you shuddered. Your pleasured spiked up when his thrusts picked up the pace, you rubbed your clit in time which sent you into a spiral. "Yes, yes, yes," you whimpered, toes curling and your hand gripping the sheets.

Namjoon deep moans began to grow in volume, his thighs smacked against your ass as he went a bit harder. He kissed over your old hickey and planted his lips on it, sucking on your bruised skin. His grip on your leg slipped with how he was getting lost in the throes of pleasure. "Fuck baby lie on your stomach for me," he said, hissing when he pulled out with a wet smack as his cock slapped against his stomach.

You whined at the empty feeling and slowly turned to lie on your stomach, lifting your hips for him. He loomed over you, hands gripping your hips as he positioned his cock once more and slid in. A long moan bubbled out of your throat, eyes closing as you buried your face in the pillow.

"Good girl," he huffed out, brows pinching in concentration as he began to roll his hips again.

His thrusts were now faster, hands gripping you tightly to move you like a rag doll on his cock. Your sopping pussy created a filthy noise along with the sound of his balls slapping against your clit. Your mouth had fallen open, short whimpers and moans leaving. You could only focus on the long drag of his cock, tip hitting your g-spot just nicely.

"Daddy," you whined out, eyes squeezed shut as you struggled to keep your legs spread open and hips lifted. " 's too much." You slurred out.

"Babygirl got fucked stupid? All she cares about is cum in her filthy little pussy, ain't that right?" He panted out, hand coming down to smack your ass and grab the cheek afterwards.

You moaned a bit too loud, hand coming back to grip the back of his thigh. "Yes!"

"Yes what?" He softly growled.

"Yes Daddy." You mewled, free hand reaching down between you two to rub at your clit.

The pleasure increased again with how hard and fast he was going. That and the way his cock was hitting all the right spots had you seeing stars. Your orgasm slowly built, pussy quivering and toes curling. You chanted his name softly, fingers gently slapping against your clit as you desperately tried to reach your blissful orgasm.

Namjoon sensed this, jaw slack as he watched the way his cock disappeared inside of you. He moaned at the sight of slick you left on his cock. His hands grabbed at both of your cheeks, smacking and groping the jiggly flesh. "C'mon, cum for me baby," he leaned his head back, long groan leaving him.

You whimpered one last time, mouth falling open as you came silently. Your pussy absolutely gushed around his cock, making it a bit slippery between your legs as your fingers rubbed fast circles on your clit. You throbbed around his cock, thighs quaking as you tried to push your legs together to ease the sensitivity there.

"Oh fuck," he mumbled out and went faster, chasing his orgasm.

Namjoon's mouth fell open when he felt you start to rock back against him. He stayed still watching as you worked your hips on him, ass slapping against his pelvis with each movement. "I'm gonna cum baby," he moaned loudly, "yes–y/n..!" He gasped out and grabbed your hips, stopping you as he rolled his hips three times in quick grinds.

You quietly whined as his cock throbbed inside of you. He filled you to the brim, deep sighs and groans leaving him as he pat your ass in appreciation. "Shit, it's really messy." He murmured out, voice thick and hoarse.

"Who made the mess?" You murmured back, head slumping on the pillow, biting back a smile when he slapped your ass as a warning, "Yeah, yeah whatever." You smirked.

Namjoon flopped face down in the sheets, hand stroking over your ass, "Don't start something you can't finish baby." He warned softly, noticing how relaxed you were. He smiled to himself, "..... And you fell asleep didn't you?" He chuckled going to wrap his arms around you with the promise of cleaning you up later after a much needed nap.

You slumped forward in the car, pout finding its' way to your lips. "You're gonna be gone for the whole month though!" You whined, balancing your phone between your shoulder and ear.

"I know, I know baby but I promise I'll fly you out as soon as I'm finished with the concerts here. We can head down to Texas or anywhere else you wanna go to okay?" Namjoon chuckled on the other line.

"Sucks I can't make it though, I really wanted to see you perform live again. But it's okay I'll stream it and support you from my laptop."

"I really wanted you to be there too, but I'll make sure to face time you as often as I can. And call too. Speaking of call get off the damn phone you're about to drive over here I need my girlfriend very much alive."

You rolled your eyes and started up the car, making sure your phone connected to the car, "There you drama queen, you're on speaker now speak or forever hold your peace."

"And this is how you wanna have my kids? Driving like a maniac on the phone? I'm gonna have to take a raincheck on that one." Namjoon laughed.

"I am not a maniac! How dare you even suggest that? Because you're laughing a little too hard for someone who can't drive at your big age." You scoffed, smirking when he went quiet on the other side, "Uh-huh that's right, what I thought. Now here's some kisses I'm gonna get on the freeway. Love you." You softly said.

"I love you too baby be careful and I'll see you when you get here."

The line cut off and you found yourself smiling. The whole not being able to make it situation was another surprise of yours. You in fact did plan on going to the concert and spending time with him in LA. You just didn't want to tell him in order to give him the surprise. Again.

You drove silently to where your boyfriend lived, a low hum leaving your lips. You made it there in no time, pulling in to see your boyfriend already stepping out of the building. You rolled your window down with a giggle, "Get in loser we're going shopping."

"I can't with you." Namjoon laughed shaking his head as he went over to the passenger side, "Babe! What the hell? I put our picture here for a reason cause I like how it looked!" He said scandalized.

You rolled your eyes, "Baby I literally had to take it down cause it fell from there. I'll buy glue to keep it there okay? Don't worry about it." You leaned over to smooch his cheek and start the car.

The both of you went shopping and out to eat, enjoying the slightly warm weather and sunny day. "It's not that I can't, I just get worried I might crash or something. If you want I can drive but I'm just saying when I start yelling in fear don't be so surprised." Was what Namjoon said as he held his hand out for your car keys.

He was a good driver contrary to everyone else's beliefs. He had his hand on your thigh as he drove you two down the freeway. You had your head out the window, enjoying the breeze and vibes. You could feel his hand squeeze you occasionally, thumb running over your thigh slowly. It made your pussy throb just a little from arousal.

"Where are we going?" You softly asked.

Namjoon hummed with his eyes focused on the road, "You'll see baby, just hang on tight." He pat you.

The conversation was left at that. You watched as the city somewhat disappeared, nature rolling in a few seconds later. He pulled into a empty parking lot that sat outside the woods covering the lake ahead. You turned to give Namjoon a questioning look but he sent you a dimpled smile in return.

"Wanted to try something. I've been here with the guys and usually I end up imagining all the shit we could do out here." Namjoon confessed softly, hand trailing upwards and sneaking into your skirt.

Oh. So he had wanted to try having sex out in public? The idea was thrilling, excitement bubbles within you as wild thoughts ran through your head. "There isn't any space here." You quietly whispered, eyes meeting his dark hooded ones.

"Yeah? Get in the back baby." Namjoon grinned softly.

That's how you found yourself on your knees in the back, tucked between Namjoon's legs as you worked his cock. Your lips were wrapped around the tip, head bobbing slowly as your hands twist and turned around the shaft. It was sloppy, saliva dripping on to his cock and making a slobbering mess on his jeans.

Namjoon had his head leaned back, lip tucked between his teeth as he held your hair tightly. "Fuck," he sighed out, his hips lazily rolling upward.

Your eyes slowly peeked up at him, staring into his eyes as you let his cock go and slid all the way down. Tears welled up when he hit the back of your throat, you wanted to stay like that but your gag reflex wasn't having it. More slobber covered his cock as you pulled away to cough a little, "Joonie..."

"What is it baby? You want me to fuck your pretty mouth?" Namjoon softly whispered and carded his hand through your hair.

"Please." You let your jaw go slack as you enveloped his cock again.

He pushed your head down slowly until your nose touched his pelvis. A satisfied moan left his lips eyes closing and mouth falling open, "Oh god baby, I'll never get over that mouth of yours." He said and cracked open a eye to look at you.

Your teary eyes met his as you moaned around his cock. He bit his lip and grabbed your hair. He slowly guided you up and down his cock, the tip hitting the back of your throat each time. You focused on breathing through your nose to calm down, you let your tongue flatten to make the glide smoother.

His moans were a bit loud, filling the car alongside the nasty slobbering. It was no secret your boyfriend liked it sloppy, he wouldn't have it any other way. He hissed softly, hips stiffening and hands stopping you when he felt you hit the spot just right. "Fuck, fuck baby hold on," he gasped out and sat up straighter, "right there, keep going."

You were more than happy to keep going, hand trailing between your legs to gently touch your clit through your panties. Namjoon's mouth fell open, "Oh god." He rolled his hips slowly, the sensations being a little too much for his sensitive cock.

He nearly lost it when you made a loud sucking noise, tongue against the head of his cock. "Good girl," he breathed out, "such a good fucking girl." He grit his teeth and bucked upwards harshly.

It caught you off guard and had you pulling back, the car was filled with your harsh panting now. You hurriedly got your hand around his cock and began to stroke him at a fast pace, watching as his hands gripped the car seat for dear life. You brought the tip of his cock into your mouth, sucking harshly as your hand gripped his cock tightly.

"Gonna cum," he moaned out, "y/n." He forced his eyes open and looked downwards.

You tongued at the tip, tasting the mess you left all over him. Your eyes slowly looked upwards to meet his as he cursed loudly. You watched as his back hunched a little, hand coming to grip your hair. His cock throbbed in your hold and spurts of warm cum shot out on to your waiting tongue.

"Ohhh fuck," he mumbled out, body slumping as he rode out his orgasm.

A giggle left you, letting the tip of his cock rub over your plump lips. You smeared his cum on your lip, swallowing what you could. He groaned quietly, hand lazily waving, "No more baby, you literally drained me." He grunted softly.

"But Joonie," you slowly wiped your mouth with a nearby towel, "I need you here." You said and gently slapped his twitching cock against your mound.

Namjoon slowly leaned his head back and gulped, "Fuck, yeah okay baby ride me good." He said softly.

Before Namjoon left for his tour in LA you both had gone at it like crazy. You even forgot for a minute that you were off birth control now. For a while actually. At first you were mildly surprised and paranoid but then realized the two of you had already discussed this. Your potential pregnancy that is.

At first you were laid back about this, not paying much mind. But then it felt like the universe was trying to tell you something when baby related ads and stuff appeared in your life. You weren't stupid enough to ignore them and decided to take a test just in case.

The first test came back negative and you were a bit disappointed. The second negative as well, were you two not trying hard enough..?

The final was positive, but he was now in LA. You were shocked of course, ecstatic even. A trip to the doctors confirmed your dream and you found yourself clutching the sonogram close to you as you waited to land in LA. It was a exhausting flight there but you didn't have time his show was hours away.

You had made it late to LA, landing around five pm. Yoongi's girlfriend had texted you the whereabouts of the hotel and had a manager come pick you up to escort you. "What time is the show again?" You softly asked, head leaned against the window as you relaxed with your eyes closed.

"It starts at seven-thirty, you have time to unload your bags and get ready if you need to. I'll take you directly there myself so you're set up in the private booth." She replied softly.

"Thank you." You ended up taking a nap on the way to the hotel.

The first person you saw when you got there was Yoongi's girlfriend. The girl happily smiled at you as she hugged you gently, "Again, you're here." She teased.

"I am exhausted, jet lag is a bitch." You grunted out.

She laughed softly in response and brought you closer as the two of you headed up, "Honestly. How are you though? Doing good enough for the show or what?"

You nodded slowly, "I'm good to go, just let me take a bubble bath and I'll be out brand new. I brought a whole bunch of cute clothes I recently shopped for, can't wait to wear that." You smiled, "I should probably not buy much it won't fit in a few months you know?" You casually said.

"Oh yeah I buy a lot of clothes that end up not fitting–wait what?" She paused looking you in the eye with confusion all over her face, "Few months..?" She trailed off and then watched as your hand came to gently pat your tummy, "No way... no! You're lying!" She said as a laugh escaped her, "Oh my god congratulations!" She squealed and hugged you tightly.

"I'm not lying," you laughed, "it's happening. I'm pregnant!" You cheered softly.

This all felt like a fever dream. You had a stupid smile on your face the entire time you were in the bath and then getting ready for the show. You tucked the sonogram away safely in your bag, excited for Namjoon's reaction. You knew how much of a father that man wanted to be, it was like his dream practically.

You made it thirty minutes before the show began, sitting comfortably in the booth with a glass of orange juice in your hand. A staff had gone to inform Namjoon of your arrival, anxiety bubbled in your stomach as you sat on pins and needles. You heard the telltale signs of Namjoon making his way over as you turned around in time to shoot him a dazzling smile.

"Joonie."

Namjoon strode over quickly, wrapping you in his arms tightly and hiding his face in your neck, "Hi baby." He softly mumbled, "I missed you."

"I did too." You grinned softly, burying your face in his chest and just standing there with his arms around you. You could hear him mumbling words and talking to you but the happiness you were feeling right now blocked it out. "Namjoon," you called out, snapping him out of his thoughts, "here."

He pulled away in confusion and watched as you gently set the folded sonogram in his hand. He peered at you in confusion before opening the paper. His eyes went wide, hand shaking slightly as he looked at you, "Is this..? Are you really..?" He croaked out feeling tears well up a little.

You were a sucker for his tears, your own welling up as you nodded, "Yes, you're gonna be a dad." You whispered.

Suddenly he lifted you into his arms, spinning you around with a shaky laugh leaving him. "I love you so much," he whispered and kissed you, "thank you baby."

"I love you too." You smiled, wiping at your tears and his, "God I'm a mess, my makeup's gonna be all ruined." You wryly laughed.

Namjoon smiled at you and pressed his forehead to yours, "And you'd still look beautiful to me.. I can't wait," he whispered and set his hand on your stomach gently, "You make me the happiest man on earth." He whispered to you.

"Same goes for you Namjoon," you softly replied, "more than you will ever know.."

You remember watching the show fondly, wanting to cry when he had suddenly stopped what he was saying to reveal your pregnancy. "I have something I want to say," he softly said in English, going silent as he looked around the stadium, "I'm going to be a father!" He yelled into the mic as the stadium erupted into screams. He turned around to tell the members in Korean as they all began to jump around and yell on stage.

A happy smile found its way to your lips as Namjoon pointed to your booth, "I love you baby!" He yelled out.

"I love you too.." you softly whispered.

You're half asleep when you feel Namjoon shuffle around in bed. At first you brush it off and try to get some more sleep but then his shuffling is causing the bed to lightly move. It's irritating you now, but for the sake of being nice you ignore it one more time. What really gets you going is when Namjoon tosses a leg over your hip and hugs you from behind.

"Kim Namjoon," you growled into the pillow, "there better be a good reason as to why you're wiggling around like you got worms in your ass."

Namjoon breaks out into a deep laugh his body lightly shakes against you. You don't find this funny at all and your annoyance only builds up even more. With a huff you push against him and wiggle out from beneath the warm covers. You sit up in bed with a glare settled on your face, "So this is funny now?"

Namjoon's laughter dies down slowly, "I wanted to see if you want to head out to eat something? We can hit the beach it's pretty hot and sunny today."

"Namjoon what the heck is wrong with you? You woke me up because you want to go to the damn beach? Unbelievable." You whined and got out of bed, "I would have never done this to you," you fake cried while heading to the bathroom.

Your boyfriend snorted as he followed you in, leaning against the doorway with a fond smile, "Quit being a drama queen, you're gonna end up having fun anyways so might as well get over it now."

"Can't believe you done this," you muttered as Namjoon burst out laughing again.

The two of you showered and got ready for the day. Lunch went by, it was a peaceful affair filled with giggles and smiles. You were kind of glad the restaurant was nearby Santa Monica. "As I was saying," you huffed, "you should invest in a switch so you can play Animal Crossing with me. My little town is so cute you'll love it and we can have fun on there." You whined shaking his arm a little.

Namjoon chuckled softly as he pulled you closer to him, "Babe I don't play much you know this. Plus the switch will probably end up being lost in my room or something."

"But-but Namjoon! Think of how cute our characters will look wearing matching clothes!" You squeezed his hand gently and then swung your arm back and forth as the two of you walked down to the pier.

"Baby," he laughed, "I'll look into it later okay? Let's go over there they're selling churros." He back hugged you and directed you towards the stand.

You went around the pier hopping into photo booths to take picture after picture. Namjoon had even taken you on a few rides and won some prizes from the games. You were cuddling up to the large bear he had won you as a soft smile graced your lips. He was walking behind you just watching with fond eyes.

"Is my baby happy she got her bear?" Namjoon teased, phone raised as he snapped photos of you.

You spun around with a giggle, "Yess," you posed, lips pursed as you smooched your new teddy bear's cheek.

"C'mere," he tugged you into a tight hug, "you're so fucking cute." He rocked you side to side, "What am I gonna do with you hm? Can't have nobody thinking they can get lucky with my pretty girl." He smooched your cheeks over and over again.

"You can tie my shoe." You cheekily replied. Namjoon of course didn't say no nor playfully whine as he got down to tie your shoe. You watched him work diligently on making sure your shoe lace wasn't too tight but not too loose. "I love you," you softly smiled.

Namjoon looked up, a slow smile stretching on his lips, "I love you too baby." He stood, bringing you into a slow kiss.

You stayed out with him until it was really late, the reason being that Hoseok had invited the two of you out for drinks with Taehyung. Of course you weren't allowed to drink, it didn't bother you before anyways because you weren't a drinker. You sat this one out with a glass of water to keep you company.

"Babe," Namjoon slurred out in a serious tone, "you know I love you? Not like 'oh yeah I love you' but like love you, love you."

"Yes Joonie I know you love me love me." A soft smile graced your lips, "I love you, love you too okay?"

Namjoon gave you a cheeky smile as he leaned away from you, "You do...? But like do you love, me love me as in you wanna marry me?"

You laughed at how childish yet cute he was being, it seriously made your heart hurt just how cute he was acting right now. "If this is your way of proposing you can do better than that baby," you squeezed his cheek gently, "but yes, if you asked me to marry you I would."

He hid his face behind the drink in embarrassment, "Guys she wants to marry me." He said to Taehyung and Hoseok, "I have like the best baby mama in the world." He stuck his tongue out.

"Aw that's cute." Taehyung burped.

Hoseok sighed wistfully, "Wish I had that kind of love.. Instead I have me, myself, and this drink. Cheers Tae, oh. You have a bit of drool." He mumbled out.

You watched the three men with amusement in your eyes, if only Jimin was here to see this with you. He probably would have made fun of them too..

"I'm sorry what now? You're telling me you and Namjoon made a sex tape? That is disgusting, give it to me now." Jimin pursed his lips and held his hand out with a smug smirk.

“Jimin–” you laughed, “no, you can’t have it or watch it. We made that like during the peak of our relationship, pretty old.”

Jimin’s jaw dropped in disbelief, “You mean during your hot girl summer? When you decided to choose violence and drive Namjoon crazy with your little shorts and open slit dresses? All the more reason to watch it!”

You rolled your eyes not believing the nerve Jimin had to bring up the one summer you don’t talk about. You were proud of yourself but it was something you didn’t like talking about. All the partying, drinking, and late night hook-ups you and Namjoon had were forever laid to rest.

“You’re a pervert, as much as I love you I am not showing you my sex tape. We’re close but not like that,” you gave him the hand.

Jimin smacked your hand away, “Get that hand outta my face and show me now.” He growled playfully as he did grabby hands.

You contemplated whether you should or not.. if you showed Jimin he would see a whole lot of his band mate’s dick and his friend’s ass or tits. Then again you were sure it wouldn’t bother Jimin, he was a different breed. “You have to swear on your fucking life you won’t talk about this.” You glared.

“I swear, I’ll take this to the grave.” Jimin swore as he gave you a serious look and held his pinkie out.

You stared at him for a few minutes, this could go two ways and you just hoped it ended well. “Okay… come with me it’s in my laptop.” You mumbled as you held Jimin’s hand.

The two of you ran to your bedroom and cuddled up together on the bed sitting side by side, “Okay, here it is.” You murmured, “I’m just warning you now, it’s wild.”

Jimin grinned, “Ooh-la-la,” he wiggled his brows at you, “now you can’t say I’m not your best friend after this.”

With an eye-roll you clicked play on the video and sat back. The memories of that summer hit hard.

“Oh fuck,” you whimpered, “Namjoon–” you choked up as your hips picked up the pace and you bounced harder on his lap.

Namjoon’s head was thrown back on the pillow, his eyes closed and mouth agape. Low moans and grunts fell from his lips while his hands gripped the fat of your ass. “C’mon baby,” he huffed out, “faster.” He swallowed.

You threw your head back and set your hands on his sweaty chest, “J-Joonie, so big,” you whined out and threw your ass back on him, soft clapping noises resonating.

Your thighs burned from the effort you were putting into riding him. His cock was throbbing deep inside of you, rubbing against that special spot that had you seeing stars. Namjoon’s mouth fell open in pleasure, he tried to roll his hips upward but the way you bounced distracted him.

“Fuck baby,” he lifted his head from the pillow to watch his cock disappear into your sopping pussy. “Mmm–right there,” he panted.

His hands smacked your cheeks and kneaded the fat flesh. You were so wet he could feel it dripping down to his balls. A needy whimper bubbled up from your throat and you switched your bouncing to grinding. Namjoon let a louder moan out at the switch, eyes slipping shut as he tightening his grip on your ass.

“Fuck, yes,” he whispered out.

You mewled softly and ran your hands down his chest to rest on his abdomen. You slowed down, hips rolling smoothly as soft squelching noises came from between the two of you. “I’m gonna cum–uhn there–Joonie,” you whimpered out, head rolling back as your hips stuttered in their movements.

Namjoon slapped your ass as he bucked his hips, “Cum for me baby, let me feel your pussy cream around my cock.” He hissed out as he rocked into you.

You shuddered, lips forming an ‘O’ as your orgasm hit you like bricks. You quietly whimpered, falling forward to lie on top of Namjoon as you panted. Your body jostled from his harsh thrusts, embarrassingly wet as your pussy squelched around his throbbing cock.

Namjoon groaned into your neck, hips speeding up as he fucked you through your orgasm in efforts to get to his own orgasm. He was harshly breathing against your sweaty skin, his pace got sloppy towards the end thrusts a bit uncoordinated. “Mmm, fuck, baby I’m gonna cum.”

He spilled into you with a low moan, hips stuttering as he pressed deep into you. “Fuckkkkk,” he whispered out, panting heavily as his body slumped on to the mattress.

“His ass kinda fat.”

“Be quiet Jimin.”

“Joonie,” you cried out.

You’re lying flat on the bed with your ass up in the air. Namjoon’s pounding you from behind, he’s holding your garter tightly and using that as leverage to bring your ass back and fuck into you. Soft growls and grunts leave his lips, he’s just watching the way your ass ripples when his pelvis makes contact.

“Such a good. fucking. girl.” He grit his teeth slamming upwards to emphasize each word.

You wail in pleasure, hands tightening on the sheets as you hold on for dear life. You’re sure this is going to leave you shaking and unable to walk. “Oh god..! Yes, yes, yes please right there,” you sobbed out.

Namjoon bit his lip as he rolled his hips, aiming to hit that spot inside of you. His thrusts landed a perfect hit on your g-spot each time, coaxing more wetness out of you. He huffed quietly, pulling your thong aside when it got in the way as he snapped it in place. “C’mon baby, fuck yourself on cock. Show me you’re my good girl,” he growled out.

Obediently you adjusted your grip on the sheets and began to fuck yourself back. Your ass bounced each time you fucked back in his cock. You thank the gods your boyfriend lived in seclusion and no one could ever hear you two go at it.

“Joonie please, ‘s not enough.” You whined out.

Namjoon licked his lips slowly, he pushed you back down and held your hair tightly. He snapped his hips brutally into you, groaning whenever your pussy tightening up around him. “Greedy little slut, cock got you fucked silly huh? Can’t even fuck yourself on my cock, gotta have Daddy pound you stupid.” He whispered in your ear.

You let out a long moan, pussy getting wetter from his words as you creamed around him. “Mmmm–yes, can feel it here,” you moaned deliriously, “right here.” You moved his free hand to your lower stomach where you could feel a small bulge from his cock.

He growled and lost his shit as he moved with fervor, fucking you so hard the bed snaps against the wall. You let out a surprised scream from the change of pace and how he’s literally rearranging your guts. “Oh god–Namjoon..!” You call out.

“Girl,” Jimin turned to look at you in awe, “you telling me he fucks your shit up and you still walk? How is that possible..? Like?? I’m so confused.” He whispered in shock. “Nonetheless this is hot, quality porn might I say.” He said giving you a chefs kiss.

You roll your eyes fondly and close the laptop, “Listen, he didn’t tell me he was that crazy when we got together so imagine my surprise when we had sex for the first time. I couldn’t walk for a whole day. I literally limped.”

Jimin made a face and shook his head, “Well, I’m not gonna look at him the same way for at least a week or so. Lived with the man for what nine to ten years? And this is how he fucks? Goddamn,” he sighed leaning back on your headboard, “well that was nice, you wanna go get food?”

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