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oddinary4bts · 1 year ago

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Sinful Lust | ch 4 (myg & jjk)

☆summary: Jungkook has been living his life like he's riding a car, and he sees a wall looming closer. Will he hit, or will he find a way to avoid the collision?

☆pairing: bisexual boyfriend!Yoongi x female!reader x Jungkook

☆rating: 18+ (MINORS DNI)

☆genre: mostly smut, angst, snippets of life!au

☆warnings: cursing, jealousy, a flashback to how it all started five years ago, alcohol, mention of social anxiety, some sort of cheating?, explicit content: unprotected sex, jerking off, tied hands/bondage ish?, oral sex (male and female receiving, male on male, male on female), face riding, mouth fucking, choking, hair pulling, anal sex, cumshot, protected sex, sexting, nudes, a side of degradation?, facetime sex, ass slapping, guided sex, creampie

☆word count: 8.6k

☆a/n: Jungkook pov time babyyy! I hope you will love it <3 Thank you to @moonleeai as always for beta-ing this fic <3

☆a/n pt2: I do not own BTS or any of the members. I do not know what they are like irl (I do not claim to know their personalities, sexual orientations, beliefs, etc.). This fic is just a work of fiction, so please keep that in mind while reading

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Each time he’s with you and Yoongi, Jungkook has a hard time figuring out why, or how. Especially right now, as he lies under you while you fuck yourself on him.

He watches your breasts as they bounce on your chest, watches the light sheen on your skin from your sweat. Yoongi is jerking off next to Jungkook, and he can’t help but glance at that too – Yoongi’s frowning, mouth slightly open as he grips his cock hard, pumping fast.

Your walls clench around Jungkook’s dick, and he returns his attention to you as he grunts and you let out a moan, bending forward to rest your hands on his shoulders for leverage. Jungkook lets you do it, though he tugs at his restraints, his cock twitching as his hands are held back in place.

It was Yoongi’s idea to tie him up. At the mischief lighting up your gaze, Jungkook hadn’t been able to say no, and frankly, he doesn’t think he regrets his decision.

It started with Yoongi sucking his dick while you sat on his face, and Jungkook can still taste your sleek juice in his mouth. It’s inebriating, and he thinks he’s drunk – or perhaps he’s just swimming in ecstasy. Even if Yoongi fucked his mouth after that.

Jungkook doesn’t particularly enjoy the bisexual action he’s been partaking in with you and Yoongi. He doesn’t dislike it, but he doesn’t feel any sexual attraction to it. He doesn’t think he would touch Yoongi if it wasn’t for your begging eyes. But whenever you look at him, whenever you tell him to do something, Jungkook folds, unable to tell you no.

He’s convinced Yoongi’s caught up to it, yet it seems you’re still lost in the fog of oblivion. Or maybe the three of you are just too good at pretending that it’s not there, that he didn’t say yes to this whole ordeal just because he gets to fuck you.

You clench again, this time moaning his name, and Jungkook has the visceral need to pull you flush to his chest so that he can thrust into you just like he likes. Tugging at the restraints proves to be useless, and he lets out a frustrated groan even as you pick up your pace, visibly chasing your orgasm.

It’s hot. It’s fucking hot and Jungkook feels his balls tighten, though he reins it in – he’s not going to come yet.

Your right hand shifts to his neck, and then you’re choking him, though your up-and-down motion grows sloppy, as if you have trouble focusing. And you barely choke him – you were just looking for leverage, he assumes.

“Bend down,” he tells you. “Fucking bend down, I’ll make you come.”

At his words Yoongi grabs a handful of Jungkook’s hair, forcing his head back. But you do bend down, and Jungkook braces his feet on the mattress so that he can fuck into you. He sets a relentless pace, meeting Yoongi’s gaze as you moan into his neck.

Perhaps that will be enough to make him come after all. Because he knows your Yoongi’s. Knows he’ll never have you any other way. But when you cling to him like you are doing right now, Jungkook likes to believe that you’re his, too.

He knows you’re coming the moment your orgasm crashes into you, and he doesn’t relent, doesn’t slow down. You moan against his skin, and Yoongi pulls on his hair harder, and Jungkook thinks maybe he’s coming too.

He keeps it in at the last second, his balls hurting from the denied orgasm. But he doesn’t want to come in such a subdued position – he’ll fucking ride you until you cry from the pleasure before.

He slows down, and you slump against him, your sweaty skin feeling like heaven against his. He’s still looking at Yoongi, who’s still pumping his cock hard, though he finally lets go of Jungkook’s hair. Nothing happens for a moment, until you raise your head from his neck, and then Jungkook meets your gaze.

Your cheeks are flushed red, your pupils are blown wide and you look so fucked out he feels his dick twitch inside of you. At that you moan again, and the pain in his balls increases even more because fucking hell does he need to come soon.

You smirk. You smirk and Jungkook thinks he’ll go insane. Especially as you push up from him, and then his dick leaves your velvety walls as you move to the side. You grab his cock, jerking him slowly, and Jungkook looks down at himself.

He’s covered in your juice. You came on him – a lot – and now you’re using it as lubrication to jerk him off and he doesn’t know right from left and up from down anymore. He’s insane – you’ve brought him right to the land of insanity.

“Gosh,” you let out, and he focuses on your face again, though you go in and out of focus as his orgasm is still so close. “I’ve soaked your dick so much you could fuck Yoons like that.”

The orgasm recedes, and Jungkook remembers that he’s not alone with you. That Yoongi is here, and he’s been deprived of attention for a while. Jungkook does feel bad about it a little, but then again, your hand on his dick just feels too good.

Yoongi murmurs your name, adding, “Don’t push his boundaries.”

You bite your lips, holding Jungkook’s gaze with a searing look in your eyes. “Would you fuck his ass if I ride your face again?”

Jungkook is at a loss for words. Especially as you bend down and spit on his dick, adding lubrication to his already soaked cock.

He thinks you’re jerking Yoongi off too now, because Yoongi groans and you let out a small laugh.

“I fucking love having the two of you for myself,” you say.

And that’s when Jungkook knows he’ll say yes. He doesn’t even care that it’s Yoongi’s ass as Yoongi sinks on him a minute later. All he’s looking at is you, and Yoongi’s ass is so fucking tight Jungkook thinks he might not get to fuck you into oblivion after all.

Yoongi moves up and down, slowly, and Jungkook grunts as you wrap your hand around his neck, choking him again. And then you force him to look at Yoongi, who’s got his head thrown back and dick so hard Jungkook feels like Yoongi’s going to come on him in just a few strokes.

You’re the one that reaches out to grab Yoongi’s dick, and you start jerking your boyfriend off as he keeps fucking himself on Jungkook. Jungkook watches, unable to do anything else, and when Yoongi’s ass clenches on his dick Jungkook closes his eyes.

He doesn’t want to see Yoongi coming on him. Doesn’t want to think about the fact he’s got a man on his dick right now, and not you. He just wants to feel how fucking tight it is, and how the drag on his dick is so sinful he knows he will come.

He’s turned on. He’s so fucking turned on by the tightness of Yoongi’s ass that he pulls at the restraints, once again trying to take control. But he can’t. He can’t, yet Yoongi bends forward somehow, and Jungkook’s mind fills with so much ecstasy from the new angle that all he can think to do is to start hammering his hips into his friend.

He comes first. He comes as he’s fucking Yoongi so hard everything hurts, and then Yoongi is coming on him, while you praise the two of them. Jungkook almost forgot that you were there, but then when he opens his eyes, it’s you that he sees first.

Perhaps because Yoongi’s hiding his face in his neck, just like you were doing earlier. And seeing you so close makes Jungkook’s orgasm linger, his dick twitching in Yoongi.

You bend down, catching Jungkook’s mouth in a languid kiss, and he kisses you back with everything in his chest, not caring that he emptied his balls in your boyfriend just a moment ago. Not when you kiss him like that – like every swipe of your tongue on his is a hidden message, of feelings shared even though they shouldn’t be.

Yoongi moves away from Jungkook as you’re still kissing him, and Jungkook tries to hold you, to cup your cheeks, but his hands still don’t move from where Yoongi tied them up. He pushes his tongue in your mouth still, lapping you up, and right when he thinks he’ll die from the lack of oxygen, you pull away from the kiss.

It takes Jungkook a moment to realize that Yoongi is gone. You’re looking towards the door, and Jungkook is still just watching you, and something hurts in his chest. He clears his throat to push it away, which gains him your attention again.

“Can you untie me?” he asks, voice still a little scrappy from when Yoongi fucked his mouth earlier.

You nod, and he notices you gulping. Something’s wrong. Something definitely is wrong between you and Yoongi, and Jungkook feels sick and twisted for it.

“Sorry,” you apologize as he mindlessly massages his shoulders, which started to ache a while ago from staying in that position for so long.

“Don’t worry about it,” Jungkook tells you, and then he glances at his stomach. At his dick, that’s softening on his pelvis.

He’s covered in cum. Both his and Yoongi’s, and even yours from before all that. The sight nearly makes him gag, and he motions to the box of tissues on the night table.

“Can you pass me these?” he asks.

You don’t answer, though you grab a handful of tissues. Jungkook makes to grab them from your hands, but you start cleaning him up. He almost gulps from the attention, from the care in each of your motions, but he focuses on looking towards the door.

He doesn’t even know if he wants Yoongi to come back. Just that it feels weird that Yoongi left so quickly.

“Is something wrong?” you ask him, and he frowns, looking back towards you.

“No,” he answers. And though he doesn’t want to pry, he returns the question to you.

You finish cleaning his stomach before you move to his dick, and it feels a little strange to have a serious conversation with you while you’re cleaning up his dick, but then again, his entire relationship with you is weird.

“I don’t know,” you admit. “I guess.” You shrug. “He doesn’t tell me how he feels anymore.”

You look so sad saying the words that Jungkook feels his heart breaking in his chest. He’s been expecting this since the very first time he had sex with you though. The moment when it’d create a wedge between you and Yoongi, or between Yoongi and him.

“Oh,” he lets out. He chews on his lower lip, tongue darting out to play with his piercing. “I’m sorry.”

You shrug your shoulders again. “Don’t be.” You fall silent, eyes trailing to the doorway. You take a deep breath, and then softly let it out, shaking your head slightly. “Let me just go talk to him.”

Jungkook remains silent as you get up, and he looks away from you as you put on your clothes. And he feels far too awkward staying in your bed without you and Yoongi, so he gets up too, grabbing his clothes. He puts them on quickly, feeling the need to leave as fast as he can.

He’ll hate himself if your relationship goes to hell because of him.

So he puts everything on and then tiptoes to the front door. He curses himself when he has one of his shoes on – he left his motorcycle helmet in the kitchen. He glances in that direction – is that where you and Yoongi are?

He doesn’t want to interrupt a conversation between his friend and you.

But he needs the helmet. Can’t drive his motorcycle without it. So he kicks off his shoe, before walking towards the kitchen, slowly, even though it is entirely silent. He passes in front of the bathroom on the way, and there, he hears voices from behind the closed door. Muffled and low, clearly meant for you and Yoongi only, so Jungkook moves away, towards his helmet that he can now see on the counter.

He grabs it, spins on his heels to head back to the door, but he startles at the sight of Yoongi standing there.

“Oh, hyung,” is all Jungkook can think to say.

“You’re leaving?” Yoongi asks.

Jungkook’s gaze widens, not really knowing how to reply. “Uh…” He gulps. “I figured it would be better to leave you and Y/n alone…”

Yoongi nods, sighing, and his eyes close momentarily before he looks at Jungkook again. “Sorry about this.”

“About what?” Jungkook asks, and he feels stupid for the question, but it just slipped out on its own.

“Making things awkward,” Yoongi explains. “I guess… I guess I should have asked that you guys don’t…” He stops speaking again, and this time he scratches the back of his head. Jungkook remains silent, giving Yoongi space to collect his thoughts. When he finally does, Yoongi says, “I don’t like you guys kissing like that? I told Y/n, and we’re going to add it to the ground rules.”

Jungkook’s heart squeezes in his chest, yet he still nods, not wanting to hurt his older friend. Especially considering that Jungkook is the guest in this whole scenario, and not Yoongi.

“That sounds good to me,” Jungkook answers, even if every word pains him. “I’ll stop.”

“And the pet names too,” Yoongi adds. “Don’t call her baby.”

There’s possessiveness in Yoongi’s tone, and Jungkook bristles a little, though he forces himself to nod. “Sure. I’m…” he trails off, eyes falling to a spot on the floor between him and Yoongi. “I’m sorry.”

And he does feel apologetic. Guilty, even. But you’ve become a drug that he can’t get enough of, and if he has to stop doing these things to be able to still get a taste of you, then he will.

“Don’t be,” Yoongi says, and he sounds reassuring. Far more than Jungkook expected him to be in the situation. “Don’t ever feel sorry. We invited you in our relationship. If anyone’s to blame, it’s me for not setting my boundaries more clearly.”

At that Jungkook feels jealousy taking shape inside of him. Because Yoongi will get to kiss you, to hold you, to be yours when Jungkook will always just be the guest. But the kisses and pet names allowed him to pretend that, for just a short period of time, you were his. And now he has to let them go, to let the feeling of your lips against his be just a memory. It hurts somehow, which he reckons is stupid.

He doesn’t usually get attached to the women he fucks. But you’re different.

You’ve been different since the day he met you.

“If you want to stay for the night, you can,” Yoongi says in the silence that was stretching to the point of awkwardness. “Guest room is yours, as always.”

And though he usually always stays the night, Jungkook feels the need to be alone. To ride his bike, to eat the road and feel the wind and forget about his thoughts for a moment. So he declines the offer, feeling strange as Yoongi walks him to the door.

He wishes you’d come say goodbye, but you’re in the shower from the sounds of it. He feels guilty for leaving like this, but then again, the night sky and the streetlights are awaiting outside, and it’s going to be much needed therapy.

“Thanks for the invitation,” Jungkook says once his shoes are on and he’s checked his pockets to make sure he has everything.

“Of course,” Yoongi answers, flashing a strained smile.

Jungkook wants to ask if his friend is okay. If he wants to stop this madness altogether, but he can’t bring himself to ask.

It’s like he’s watching a car crash into a wall, or the moments before the accident. He knows it’s about to happen, but there’s nothing he can do to stop it.

“We’ll let you know when we want to see you again,” Yoongi adds when Jungkook just stays standing there.

The dismissal is clear, and Jungkook nods his head once before wishing good night to his friend. Yoongi tells him to drive safe and text him when he’ll get home, which Jungkook knows he won’t do.

Perhaps because he knows he won’t go home for a while still.

And he doesn’t. He rides in the night, aimlessly, going out of the city with only the moon high above as company. His bike roars like a beast under him, eating mile after mile until trees replace concrete, until he has to stop at a small gas station that looks straight out of a horror movie to fill the tank. The weather outside has been growing warmer, but the night is cold, and the moon has been lowering on the horizon, replaced by a sea of distant stars, each of them sparkling with all the might of their own little world.

If only you knew what you mean to him. But you’re like the stars up above – out of reach, for the eternity of life. And though he’d wished to be an astronaut when he was a kid, Jungkook knows he’ll never get to sail in the sky above, to meet you in outer space meant to belong to you and him. Not to you and Yoongi.

The thought has him climbing on his bike again, and it roars back to life as he turns the key in the engine. A second later he’s back on the road, and he doesn’t even care about where he’s going. Doesn’t even care that he might get lost, because he’s felt lost for weeks anyway.

With the wind and the stars as his lone companions, Jungkook rides through the night, seeking salvation. Seeking to forget he ever said yes, to forget that the second he felt you on his dick, he knew no one else would ever compare to you.

But he’s always felt this way. The night sky is too pretty to dwell in memories though, and Jungkook stops where the road meets the sea, only to listen to the waves hitting the shore like they’re keen on forming their own melody. It’s different than the one of wind in his ear, yet it’s peaceful.

Everything but his heart seems peaceful in the night. So he breathes the saline air in, lets the mist from the waves hitting the rocks cool his features, and with eyes shut Jungkook takes everything in.

And when peace finally finds his heart too, somewhere between his inhales and exhales, Jungkook climbs back on the motorcycle and heads home.

*****

If there’s someone Jungkook knows he can talk to, it’s Namjoon. His older friend, brother, a calm presence in his life whom he’s sought the help of countless times in the past. Whenever his blood ran cold or hot from fights he won or lost in the past, whenever things don’t quite work out the way he’d hoped them too, Jungkook always knows Namjoon will be there for him.

So when Namjoon invites him over to his art gallery for a small gala he’s hosting for charity, Jungkook says yes. Because he knows he’ll likely be the only one of the friend group invited, mostly because he is some sort of a celebrity to begin with. And though he doesn’t mind people knowing him for his boxing career, he also doesn’t want to just be seen as this brute that only knows how to punch other people.

Namjoon knows it, and understands it all too well. Perhaps because he was a boxer once too before he turned into an artist.

So Jungkook dons a nice outfit, a black all-denim jean and jacket combo that he was given while shooting for Calvin Klein again a couple of weeks ago. He knows he’s going to stand out in the crowd of nicely-dressed art enthusiasts, but he doesn’t care.

Maybe if he stands out enough, he’s going to attract the attention of someone that can make him forget you riding his dick like you only have one night left on this Earth.

As soon as he gets to the gallery, Jungkook heads in, motorcycle helmet in hand. He aims for Namjoon’s office, which he knows the lock password of, and he leaves his helmet there before heading into the gallery proper.

He assesses the room for a moment, anxiety spiking in his blood at the sight of so many people crowded in a place that seems like it’s about to burst. He’s not surprised – Namjoon is a renowned painter now, and rich people flock to him like moths to a flame hoping that they would get the chance to buy one of his pieces.

Jungkook stays by the door, hands in the pockets of his jeans as he scans the gallery, trying to figure out if anyone would be worth his attention. He notices a woman that looks about his age, if not a little older. She’s wearing a red dress that enhances her curves beautifully, and her long hair cascades down her back as she turns towards him, a knowing smile on her lips. Jungkook returns the smile and he’s about to head her way when Namjoon comes into his vision.

“JK!” Namjoon lets out, happily clasping his shoulder. “I was wondering when you’d show up.”

Jungkook watches the girl as she winces, but then she turns away, walking towards where a group of rich sons are speaking. Maybe she’s here as the date of one of them. Jungkook reckons he doesn’t care because, frankly, even donned in that expensive dress she doesn’t look half as good as you look wearing just a t-shirt.

“Namjoon,” Jungkook returns, forcing his disappointment away, along with the feelings you always bring up in him. “This place is about to burst.”

“I didn’t expect so many people to show up for the charity,” Namjoon admits as he too scans the room. “But it’s all for the better!” He grabs two glasses of champagne from a server passing by, handing one to Jungkook. “We better drink before it starts because it promises to be long.”

Jungkook nods, clinking his glass with Namjoon’s before taking a long sip. The golden liquid bubbles in his mouth, and though Jungkook prefers whiskey, he does enjoy the taste as it slips in his throat.

“Got a lot of pieces on auction tonight?” he enquires as his friend knocks back the whole glass, never one to entertain a glass of champagne for more than a few seconds.

Namjoon wipes his mouth with the back of a hand, nodding curtly. “Five. The rest were provided by promising artists from the community.”

Before they can say more, a group of people approaches them, and Jungkook forces himself to participate in the conversation, offering them smiles and nods and a word here and there. It goes like this for a while, until someone ushers the room into silence so that the charity can properly start.

Jungkook slides to the back of the room, fishing a flask from an inner pocket of his jacket. He takes a swig of it, the strong taste of whiskey washing away the taste from the champagne he drank before. It’s a thankful respite, and Jungkook finds an empty wall to lean against as the auction starts.

It takes all of six minutes before the red-dress girl heads his way, meeting him away from the rest of the crowd.

“You’re not going to auction?” she asks as an introduction.

Jungkook shrugs, flashing her a smile. “Are you?”

She chuckles, and it lights up her eyes prettily. “I don’t think I’m here for this kind of prize.”

And just like that Jungkook knows exactly in what category she belongs. It might be harsh of him, but he recognizes her for what she is – someone that’s only trying to climb the social ladder, hoping that being a socialite might bring happiness into her life.

He might not have a lot of money to offer her, but for a night…

They’re fucking in the bathroom before he’s actually had the time to think this through. The condom on his dick feels like hell, keeping most of the sensations away, and she doesn’t feel quite as tight as you always do. As Yoongi’s ass did… Yet Jungkook only pushes her head down in the sink, watching how she’s grasping onto the edges of it, moaning unabashedly loud. The bathroom is far enough from the auction that Jungkook isn’t afraid to be heard, but he still puts his hand on her mouth, stifling her sounds.

And though he does find release, he realizes that it’s more of the haunting kind. As if his balls are still full, the ecstasy shying away from him. It only leaves him with a bitter aftertaste in mouth, and he declines the girl’s invitation to a hotel nearby.

As he watches her leave, he realizes that he doesn’t even know her name. And he doesn’t care for it. All that he cares for is to return to the auction, which thankfully is almost over. He listens to it in a daze, hoping that people can’t tell he just fucked someone, hoping that they can’t see the ghosts haunting him.

Namjoon sees them the moment the auction ends, and Jungkook tries to slip away in the night. Indeed, his older friend catches him in the office as he goes to retrieve his helmet, much like Yoongi had caught him that night when he’d established new boundaries.

“I hope you’re not leaving right away,” Namjoon says as he heads to a decanter on a small table by a bookshelf. “Just sold a piece for a billion won, and I need someone to celebrate with me.”

“This is hardly the first time you’ve sold a piece for that amount of money,” Jungkook reminds his friend, but he still puts the helmet down, heading for the leather seat on one side of the desk.

Namjoon pours whiskey in two crystal glasses, handing one to Jungkook before he sits on the other side. “I still never get used to it. Thanks for coming tonight.”

“Of course, man,” Jungkook answers.

He takes a sip of the whiskey, a much more expensive one than the one that’s hidden in the flask in the inner pocket of his jacket.

“Something’s been troubling you,” Namjoon comments after a small silence of both of them appreciating the whiskey. Jungkook remains silent, not knowing what to say. After a while, Namjoon says, “I invited Taehyung and Seokjin, but they were caught up at the restaurant.”

Seokjin’s restaurant. Where Taehyung and his jazz band play every now and then, offering live music to the patrons, and helping Taehyung get a good amount of listens on Spotify. Because Taehyung’s voice is smooth velvet, and Jungkook already can see his friend climbing the ladder to success.

“What about Hobi?” he can’t help but ask.

“His girlfriend was super sick, and he asked if I minded him staying with her.”

Jungkook thinks about Ryunah, and he makes a mental note to send a text to Hoseok later to make sure that the girl is okay. Because she’s his friend too – Hoseok has been dating her for so long that she’s become an integral part of the friend group too.

“And Yoongi said it was going to be too many people,” Namjoon adds.

Jungkook immediately bristles at the mention of Yoongi, and Namjoon cocks an eyebrow, never one to miss anything. Jungkook tries to play it cool by taking a swig of whiskey, but he highly doubts that it works.

“Yoongi is an introvert,” he says carefully.

Namjoon purses his lips, nodding once. “Are you still…”

He’s told Namjoon after the first time it happened. In a situation much like this one, though a lot more alcohol had been involved. So much that Jungkook had ended up spending the night on the couch of Namjoon’s loft, which lies on the third floor of this building.

“Once in a while,” Jungkook says, and he hates how his voice is clipped.

He knows he wears his emotions on his sleeve for all to see, and fuck he hates it.

“How has that been going?” Namjoon carefully asks.

Jungkook winces. He knows he can’t escape the truth, especially not when he’s speaking to Namjoon. “It’s fun. It really is, but I think it’s driving Yoongi and Y/n apart.”

“And what about you and Yoongi?”

Jungkook gulps, eyes falling to the desk between him and his friend. He doesn’t really know how to answer that question: he’s always seen Yoongi like a reliable older brother, someone that offers a helping hand when he needs it, but now he doesn’t feel like Yoongi would be inclined to help him all that much anymore.

Then again perhaps that’s not giving his friend enough credit. Because Yoongi knows about Jungkook’s crush on you, has known since the very first day, and he’s still been a good friend to Jungkook. Even if that very first night, Jungkook believed that you were meant to be his.

Some foolish, stupid part of him will always believe it.

*****

Five years ago

The bar is filled to the brim with people who’d come to watch the Olympics on the big screens. Jungkook is squeezed in one corner, Namjoon sitting so close to him he’s been trying to mold himself into the wall to try to get some air. It’s not Namjoon’s fault – the bar really is too crowded, and they’ve been lucky that they’ve found a place to sit amidst the chaos.

Yoongi is seated across from Jungkook, Taehyung next to him, and Seokjin and Hoseok went to get a new pitcher of beer at the bar. Jungkook glances in that direction, trying to see his friends. They aren’t there, probably headed to the toilet first, yet Jungkook’s gaze catches on something. Or rather on someone.

He doesn’t think he’s ever seen someone as beautiful as you. Maybe he’s still concussed from his latest fight, though he was the one to come out of it as the victor. Had been the one to win every fight for a while, he reckons.

But you’re an angel brought to life. Beautiful hair framing your face, big eyes taking in the bar as if you’re waiting for someone. From the distance it’s hard to tell the color of your eyes, yet Jungkook thinks they are boring right through his soul as you meet his gaze.

The corners of your lips stretch in a mindless smile, as if it’s a reaction, and Jungkook thinks he’s been brought down to his knees. It hits harder than an uppercut to the jaw, and he can’t help but smile back, though he feels clumsy and young and stupid.

You look away, and he thinks he stumbles forwards, thinks he’s sprawled on the floor when Yoongi says, “Should we go get that fucking pitcher ourselves? I think Jin and Hobi went for a smoke.”

Jungkook meets Yoongi’s gaze, eyes slightly widened. Yoongi cocks an eyebrow in question, immediately noticing Jungkook’s state.

“Wh- what?” Jungkook lets out.

“What’s got you stuttering?” Yoongi asks, laughing. “Got hit too hard last time?”

Jungkook frowns, though he glances over his shoulder towards you again. “There’s a girl at the bar.”

As if he understood everything by that simple sentence, Yoongi says, “So you’re looking to fuck?” It’s teasing. It really is, so Jungkook doesn’t take it as an insult when Yoongi continues, “I thought tonight was for the boys.”

Jungkook feels his cheeks burning. “No I… She looks like she’s waiting for someone.”

Yoongi moves to the side, trying to catch sight of you. He nods when he does, before looking towards Jungkook again.

“She does.”

“Would it be stupid to ask for her number?”

“Whose number?” Namjoon jumps in.

Yoongi motions towards you. “That girl.”

“She’s hot,” Taehyung answers.

“Fuck, guys stop it,” Jungkook begs, embarrassment swirling in his blood. “I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“Just ask her for her number,” Taehyung insists.

Jungkook shakes his head, scrunching up his nose. “No, all good. Yoongi’s right, tonight is for the boys.”

“I can ask for you,” Yoongi suggests, clearly feeling a little guilty for bringing the other guys into the conversation.

“Bruh, he’s a boxer, pretty sure he can ask a girl out himself,” Taehyung jokes.

Jungkook loves Taehyung to bits, but sometimes he hates him too. Right now is one of those times. “Fuck off, Tae.”

Taehyung just grins from ear to ear, eyes bright with laughter. “Love you too.”

“Let’s just go get that pitcher,” Yoongi then says.

Taehyung whines as Yoongi pushes him, but they soon slide out of the booth. Namjoon doesn’t budge, and Jungkook watches the two other guys as they head to the bar. Taehyung says something in Yoongi’s ear, and Yoongi looks back towards them as he answers.

Though he’s far enough, Jungkook can read the ‘fuck off’ on Yoongi’s lips that makes Taehyung burst out laughing. Taehyung seems to insist, and Yoongi folds, catching Jungkook’s gaze once before nodding his head.

And then Jungkook watches them as they approach you. He’s never seen Yoongi flirt with anyone before, and he watches in horror or maybe awe as Yoongi leans against the bar next to you, saying something that prompts you to laugh, while Taehyung stands behind him to talk to the barman.

Even though the bar is crowded, Jungkook thinks he hears your laugh. It’s crystal clear, soft, and he wishes he could be in Yoongi’s spot. But he’s a shit flirter, usually only hitting on girls to fuck them. It’s always been easy to him, that part, but something about the way you carry yourself tells him that it wouldn’t work with you.

He forces himself to look away, letting out a groan. Namjoon turns his head towards him, a contemplative look on his face.

“What’s wrong?” he asks.

“Yoongi is speaking to her,” Jungkook says, motioning over his shoulder.

Namjoon looks in that direction, and says, “And they are looking this way.”

Jungkook glances over his shoulder right away, an anxious thrill moving through his body. He catches your gaze again, though you look away immediately. He’s pretty sure you’re blushing, though you shake your head no.

Jungkook looks away, feeling disappointed because you looked embarrassed. As if him wanting to have your number is an embarrassing thing. Or maybe he’s just overthinking everything, and Yoongi didn’t even mention him.

Taehyung comes back a few minutes later with a full pitcher. “Yoongi’s still talking to that girl,” he complains as he sits down. “She said no to give you her number, by the way.”

It’s the way Taehyung says the word, as if he doesn’t give a shit about it, that prompts Jungkook to look over his shoulder again.

Indeed, you’re still speaking to Yoongi. And you look like you’re enjoying yourself, laughing and smiling as Yoongi also sports that same comfortable attitude. It’s so rare to see Yoongi like this that Jungkook feels guilty for mentioning you, for acting as if he was entitled to you earlier.

When you rest a hand on Yoongi’s forearm where it’s resting on the counter Jungkook knows that he lost this fight. Not that it was a fight to begin with, but he still feels like he lost when Yoongi doesn’t come back for a while still, only coming back to them after Seokjin and Hoseok returned too, both smelling of cigarettes.

Yoongi sits at the head of the table, and Jungkook meets his gaze. He has a piece of paper in his hand and he hands it to Jungkook, causing silence to fall at the table.

“I got it,” Yoongi says, a smile gracing his lips.

Jungkook thinks that it’s the same smile Yoongi was offering you earlier, as if it’s lingering around.

“Ah, keep it,” Jungkook replies. “You two were clearly getting along.”

Yoongi frowns slightly. “Are you sure? I wouldn’t want…” he trails off, shrugging his shoulders.

“It’s all good,” Jungkook insists. “We never see you getting along with women, just keep it.”

“It’s because he prefers dick,” Taehyung jokes, and the table is a mixture of rolling eyes and loud laughs for a few seconds.

“Shut the fuck up,” Yoongi tells Taehyung, though his features are soft as he safely puts away your number in his wallet.

Jungkook watches the piece of paper as it disappears from view, and all he can do is just hope that he won’t regret his decision later on.

*****

The usual pain of his knuckles hitting the punching bag, of the recoil in his whole arm, is grounding. Jungkook goes through his usual routine, mind zeroing on the motions of his body, like the waves relentlessly hitting the shore. He’s just the vessel on this ocean, and each thump of his fists against the punching bag is satisfying, in ways words can’t explain.

It’s late. The world outside has gone dark, and Jungkook can see his reflection on the windows. From the corner of his eyes, he sees how precise each of his movements are, how fluid he is. Like a wave – never fully stopping, never lowering his guard. He knows this dance more than he knows how to breathe.

He started boxing when he got bullied so rough that going to school had started being dangerous to him, almost twenty years ago. Then, his small fists had barely been able to make the punching bag sway, but today he has to be careful not to let his strength go unchecked.

Yet he keeps going. The motions carry him, the 1-2-2-1 in his head a litany, like it’s a prayer to a religion only he knows. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t relent, doesn’t slow down, a machine more than a human being.

It’s the best way to evade his feelings. To find a place of cool calm where he can just be, he can just exist, instead of having to think and feel. Because lately he’s been feeling too much.

It’s been weeks since Namjoon’s gallery show. Since Namjoon asked if a wedge was created between Yoongi and Jungkook. And though Jungkook answered with the negative, the follow-up question Namjoon asked was haunting, and he doesn’t want to think about it.

So he goes faster, hits harder. Maybe if his punches are loud enough they’ll cover the sound of his thoughts. Or maybe he should have put some music on – the sound of his clipped breathing and grunts is haunting even to his own ears.

Frustration spikes in him, and Jungkook stops, grabbing the punching bag to keep it from swinging aimlessly. He leans his forehead against it, not caring that he’s covered in sweat and that his hair is clinging to it. He takes a few long breaths, focuses on the hammering of his heart in his chest, of the blood pumping in his veins.

And then he thinks of you, he thinks of Yoongi, and he’s right where he started this evening. Under you, under Yoongi, pleasuring the both of you while he was incapable of finding his own pleasure.

You didn’t say anything. Neither did Yoongi, or Jungkook. All of you pretended that it didn’t happen. That Jungkook hasn’t come in weeks now.

He’s just unable to do it with you now. Not that he doesn’t want to – he really does, but not being able to kiss you has been playing games on his mind, and most of the time he loses his erection before he’s been able to come.

He still feels pleasure. A lot of it. Far more than he’s felt in any sexual encounters before, but he just isn’t able to reach completion anymore. He thinks, when it’ll find him, maybe he’ll thank the God above, if there’s even one.

Or maybe he should be thanking the one in hell.

He sighs as his breathing slowly returns to normal, and then pushes away from the punching bag to head to where he left his water bottle and shirt. Indeed, he’s shirtless, and he watches his reflection in the windows as he takes off his gloves, and then gulps down the water. He isn’t as ripped as he was before he retired from boxing, but he’s still toned, defined muscles creating a play of shadows and lights on his chest and stomach. He’s proud of his body – proud of the way you look at him. Proud of the way Yoongi looks at him, with lust and attraction and a side of envy. Or at least Jungkook likes to tell himself so, because he looks at Yoongi with far too much envy for it to be healthy.

He empties the water bottle, before bending down to grab his shirt. Even though he’s sweaty, Jungkook puts it on, knowing he’ll throw it in the washing machine the minute he gets home. And then he heads to his locker, where he left his motorcycle helmet and keys, switching those with the gloves he always leaves here, and a second later he’s turning off the lights to the gym, before heading outside.

He locks the door, breathing in the fresh air of early spring, and then he walks over to where his bike is parked. He’s quick to mount the motorcycle, to push the key in the ignition, and his bike purrs to life. The vibration shakes through his entire body, and then Jungkook is shooting out of the parking lot, heading home.

The streets are empty at this time of night, and Jungkook enjoys the ride, even though it’s short-lived. First thing he does when he gets home is put everything he’s wearing in the washing machine, and then he takes a really long and hot shower, hoping to erase the feeling of you and Yoongi on him.

It doesn’t work. It never fully works, and here, alone in his shower, Jungkook can’t help the lust that takes over him. Can’t help the tightening of his balls and the hardening of his dick, but he ignores it, not caring that something aches in his lower stomach from the repetitive denied orgasms.

He steps out of the shower once the water has turned cold, grabbing a towel to dry out his hair before wrapping it around his hips. He’s about to step into his walk-in, which is connected to his bedroom, when he sees his phone lighting up where he left it next to the sink.

He frowns – who would text him at this hour? – before heading to the device. His heart sinks in his chest when he sees your name, mostly because you never text him so late.

Did something happen with Yoongi?

Apparently not, Jungkook thinks. Not as he reads,

[4:57 am] You: I’m sorry about tonight

Jungkook doesn’t know what you’re apologizing for. You’re always good, so good to him. His heart has just been playing with his mind.

[4:58 am] Jungkook: why? [4:58 am] Jungkook: don’t be sorry, you were great

It doesn’t take you long to reply. Or at least to start typing a reply. Jungkook watches the three dots appearing and disappearing for almost a whole minute before your text finally comes in.

[4:59 am] You: you didn’t cum [4:59 am] Jungkook: don’t worry about it

Maybe you’re drunk, or maybe the late hour has been getting to your head much like it’s been getting to his. Because your reply makes him so hard he thinks he might actually be able to bust tonight.

[5:00 am] You: i miss feeling you cum in me

Jungkook shuts his eyes, pinches the bridge of his nose as if that would change your reply. When he opens his eyes again, he sees that it hasn’t, that you really did say that. He doesn’t really know what to make of it. So he heads to his bed, takes off the towel and lies down, fully naked and skin still wet from the shower, right in the middle of the mattress.

[5:01 am] Jungkook: you’re filthy [5:01 am] You: only for you

He’s going insane.

[5:02 am] Jungkook: are you sure you should be texting me this shit rn? [5:03 am] You: honestly Idk. yoons is sleeping next to me

Jungkook oh so wishes it was him next to you. Him that would get to fall asleep in your bed, him that would get to fuck you in the middle of the night whenever you can’t sleep.

[5:03 am] Jungkook: I don’t think you should be telling me this when he’s not with us [5:04 am] You: I know [5:04 am] You: I agree [5:04 am] You: but I haven’t been able to sleep bc I’ve been thinking about you filling me up, and it feels wrong to wake yoons up for this [5:05 am] Jungkook: maybe u should wake him up. Maybe you can ride him with your eyes closed thinking that it’s me

Jungkook starts jerking off right then and there. He feels like what he’s doing is wrong, far too wrong, but somehow, he’s aroused by the thought of you unable to sleep because of him, because you want him so desperately.

You don’t reply for a while. And he doesn’t think he deserves a reply. He knows he’ll hate himself as soon as his lust passes, if it ever does.

So he shuts his eyes. Remembers the first time he felt your walls clenching around his dick, and he squeezes himself harder to try to reproduce the feeling. Nothing compares, but you’re there, printed behind his closed eyelids, and he thinks maybe he’ll finally be able to come.

His phone vibrates, and like an addict in need of a hit he quickly grabs it where he left it on his mattress. And when he sees what you sent, he goes into a frenzy he’ll only later describe as the stupidest moment of his life.

You sent him a nude. He can’t see your face, but your lips are on full display, your breasts the centerpiece of the picture. Your nipples are perked prettily, as if just begging for him to suck on them, and he squeezes his dick so hard it actually fucking hurts.

He doesn’t hesitate. He takes a picture of himself that he sends to you, the tip of his dick leaking with precum.

[5:09 am] Jungkook: I’m so fkg hard for you [5:10 am] You: just fucking cum, jk, it shouldn’t be that hard

The degradation in the sentence sends him flying over the edge, and he grunts loudly as he does come on his stomach. He picks up his pace, milks his orgasm as it runs through him, alighting every single one of his nerves with pleasure. He’s shaking when he’s done, feeling weak and blissed and like he’s just committed something unforgivable. He wonders if you feel the same, lying in bed next to Yoongi.

Something breaks. Something physically breaks in him and he hates it. Hates every moment that led him to do this, to do the irreparable to one of his friends. He reckons, if Yoongi hates him forever, he’ll deserve it. Because he knows he won’t be able to hide this from his friend, knows that…

His phone rings, breaking him out of his train of thoughts. To his surprise, and mostly fear, it’s Yoongi calling on Facetime. Jungkook swallows a lump in his throat as he answers, the camera obviously angled towards his face.

Yoongi appears a few seconds later, looking half asleep. “So you’re sending nudes to my girlfriend now?”

Jungkook feels tears burning in his eyes. “I’m so sorry…”

Yoongi laughs, and it breaks into a moan that makes the tears still in Jungkook’s eyes.

“She wanted me to…” Yoongi grunts. “Call you to show you what you’ve done to her.”

And then the camera flips, and it’s your ass on display as you ride Yoongi in reverse cowgirl. Every thought eddies out of Jungkook’s head, and he just watches, entirely forgetting that he’s covered in his own cum when you moan.

Yoongi’s cock glistens in the dim light of the lamp on your night table. You’re so wet Jungkook can hear it through the phone, and his arousal spikes, waking something in him.

“Why don’t you slap her ass?” he tells Yoongi, voice low and dark. “To punish her for what she did tonight.”

Yoongi doesn’t even hesitate. And he slaps so hard Jungkook can see his imprint slowly forming on your skin. It’s sinful, and he does feel bad because the sound you let out is slightly pained, until Yoongi massages your ass and you moan.

Then Jungkook disconnects from reality. Or maybe he dissociates. He knows he tells Yoongi what to do. Knows he tells Yoongi to fuck you in doggy style, to pull at your hair and mark your back with his nails. He guides his friend through the whole thing until his own dick is aching again, ready to go even though he already came. So he jerks himself off, the pain in his chest increasing yet he’s unable to pay attention to it. Unable to do anything other than watch you and Yoongi fuck like animals, until Yoongi comes and pulls out to let Jungkook see his cum dripping out of your cunt.

Jungkook comes at the sight. Not as much as he did earlier, but he still grunts and moans and curses as new cum meets the one that was already on his stomach. He feels even more disgusting, but you and Yoongi don’t seem to notice. Indeed, you invite Jungkook over the next day, and maybe he’s just a little too distracted to notice the shadows in Yoongi’s gaze.

Jungkook accepts the invitation, knowing that he’ll never be able to say no to you. And when you finally hang up, after having spoken for a few minutes, Jungkook barely has the strength to drag himself to the shower to clean up.

Once he’s lying back in bed, he feels like he’s spinning. Like the Earth has sped up, or maybe like he’s a mere sock getting tossed around in the dryer. It’s sickening, just like that feeling that’s clutching at his guts, and that’s been clutching at his guts for a while now.

Because his bed is empty, cold. His bed is always empty and cold. He doesn’t have you by his side, doesn’t have someone to warm up the covers. Hasn’t had anyone to warm up his covers in what feels like forever now.

And so his heart breaks, even more. It aches like acid was poured on it, and no amount of breathing techniques he’d used to get in the game before his boxing matches help. No, the tears win, and though he feels weak for it, he lets them free. Lets them be testaments of his feelings for you, of the loneliness that’s been creeping on him every fucking day since he felt you on his dick for the first time.

The car looms closer to the wall and tonight, Jungkook thinks it may very well meet its end sooner than expected.

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maluyoongi · 9 months ago

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título: Mais Perto Do Seu Tom data: 28 de janeiro de 2024 programa: ibis paint x doada para: @ssamyu e @ovampirico link: 🎙️

★ insp: @sungset @xxpujinxx

eu não sei oq tá me deixando mais feliz nessa capa: o fato de eu ter conseguido fazer uma capa em preto e branco, eu ter me inspirado em dois dos meus capistas favoritos DA VIDA (q aliás eu estoy loca em ter finalmente algum dia ter me inspirado na pujin maioral e no vivi q é simplesmente rei e ainda me ajudou com material) ou se é eu ter feito tudo isso com essa música INCRÍVEL da bea. essa capa foi uma confusão completa e eu só deixei meu coração guiar e o resultado me encheu de orgulho. colagem ainda é um estilo novo pra mim, mas n consigo parar de amar oq tô fazendo. EU ESTOU ME ACHANDO! pra quem tiver interesse na capinha, é só comentar🫶

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bonny-kookoo · 1 year ago

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Yoonkook

Heart to Heart [Teaser]

You know they like each other, despite what people might think, and you've got just the plan to finally get them together. The only issue? You're catching feelings too. For both of them.

Tags/Warnings: Poly!AU, Music Producer!Yoongi, E-Sports!Kook, Artist!Reader, Angst, emotional chaos, hurt and comfort, fluff, romance, friends to lovers, eventual smut

Length: ???

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A/N: This was originally a hybrid draft I'd saved, but I decided to change the story a bit because I've got WAY too many hybrid fics at this point haha

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'I think I really do like him'.

It echoes in your head, all while you sit in your tiny apartment high up, everything dark and only barely lit by the skyline of the city outside your windows. You've gotten a tiny bit of paint on the lion plushy you're holding dearly against your chest, and you're sure the tears falling onto its face will dry just as quickly as the little pink spot will.

Why are you so upset? This is what you've wanted from the start.

Jungkook and Yoongi have undeniable chemistry. The two will be an absolute power couple, able to comfort and care for one another in the toughtest of times. You're happy. You really are. They're on a date right now, somewhat, probably sharing their first kiss, finally confessing, finally being honest with one another. So why does it make you just so.. sad?

You watch the city continue its bustling life outside your windows, cars passing by and lights in the windows of the other buildings turning on and off. Everything continues, doesn't know and doesn't care that you're breaking apart tonight, while new love blossoms somewhere else.

Suddenly, someone enters the code to your apartment, opens the door, quietly, silently, without a word.

Light from the hallway floods in, nips at the very tips of your toes, never reaching you, who's trying to hide in the dark. Yoongi looks at you, and you can see Jungkook right behind him, face morphing into an equal expression of concern at the sight of your tear stained face.

"Why.. are you here?" You ask, but Yoongi doesn't answer as he walks closer, kneels in front of your chair that you've set up in front of your canvas that's still hardly finished.

"Why are you crying?" Yoongi simply asks, as Jungkook closes the door with his usual manner, barely making a sound as he walks closer as well everyone dipped in blue darkness and faint neon lights.

You shake your head.

Why are they here?

"You.. You're supposed to be-" you start, but Jungkooks hand interrupts you as he carefully wipes one of your cheeks for you.

And his gentle touch has never stung so much ever before.

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amazegallery · 2 months ago

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» Capas entregues no blog DesireDesign Post: 05/10/24

Aqui eu quero agradecer a duas pessoas: @kankuroplease for the permission to use they fanart 🫶 e a @hyeincoversn pela ajuda com a iluminação na capa, obrigado de novo, diva.

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nervouscupcakeinspace · 3 months ago

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BTS FIC RECS (PART 11)

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safer in the shadows (part of the queer introspections series) by nitilia

Yoongi doesn’t particularly like much of anything in this building. But the pay is good, so he keeps his head down, he keeps his insides dead, he keeps himself smothered so that no one ever figures out what he is. It’s hard, but it’s worth it. It’s better than being seen.

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM

almost home. by kattyl

Namjoon swallows nervously before he manages to speak, “Where were you?" "I was busy."

Drown in You by creambunkoo *

The way Namjoon holds him open so he can stare — even that small touch, the gentle pressure of his hyung's thumbs — is a dizzying kind of pleasure. Jungkook feels himself clenching up helplessly and wonders if Namjoon can tell. "Pretty," Namjoon says in a deep voice, right as Jungkook is blurting out, "I- I'm gonna come." Jungkook wakes up one morning with a pussy, overwhelmed by how sensitive he is, and when Namjoon walks in on him, Jungkook asks his hyung for help. 'Help' that Namjoon is more than happy to give.

sing me like a bible hymn by raplinelover * (WIP )

Jungkook is the perfect son, altar boy and Christian. Then Kim Namjoon walks into his life.

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Seokjin | Jin

Metamorphic by Hermit_Hanes *

A series of unusual murders and abductions has shaken Seoul. Rookie detective Jungkook intends to bring those responsible to justice. He gets too close.

tying you to me by anpanmoon *

Jungkook, servant of Cupid, is called to deal with a soulmate emergency. Seokjin happens to be wrapped up in it.

Jeon Jungkook/Min Yoongi | Suga

For You, For Sure by deepslowpanic *

“Jungkook is angry that he couldn’t control himself. He feels like he took advantage of you.” The way Jimin frowns makes Yoongi’s chest ache. “He thinks you hate him.” “He didn't, I don’t hate him,” Yoongi blurts. “It wasn’t his fault.” “We know, hyung,” Hoseok says carefully. “And Jungkook knows that. But it doesn’t matter.” He glances at Jimin before turning back to Yoongi. “He almost bit you.” A shiver travels down Yoongi’s spine and he swallows hard. “You mean like -” “Yes.” Hoseok doesn't break eye contact. “A mating bite.” -OR- When Yoongi’s suppressants fail unexpectedly, he goes into preheat at a group game night. Jungkook is so affected by Yoongi’s scent he nearly bites him before they’re pulled apart. This isn’t exactly how Yoongi wanted to find out his friend has a crush on him, especially when he’s never thought of Jungkook that way. But when the daze of his heat clears, Jungkook seems to be everywhere Yoongi is, with gifts and smiles and his sweet scent. And maybe Yoongi likes that more than he expected.

loveline by exarite *

Can I call you? Jungkook immediately put his phone down the moment he sent the text, cheeks and neck going hot. // Alpha Min Yoongi and Omega Jeon Jungkook have been arranged to be mated for years now. The day before their mating ceremony, Jungkook calls. He's nervous.

switch it up like? by exarite *

Omega Jeon Jungkook comes from a traditional pack, where the men lead and court and take control. Alpha Min Yoonji also comes from a traditional pack. However, for her, Alphas are on top. Something has to bend or break. Yoonji decides it's going to be Jungkook.

First Light by BornToSolace

All of this is different. Everything has been different so far, and different is good. Different will allow Yoongi to break his vows without himself breaking, or so he hopes. The careful beckoning, the soft pull on his hand, the almost apprehensive look in the man’s eyes that won’t leave Yoongi’s face as he gets taken to the mat, the lips reverently trailing down his neck, his chest, his ribs. It’s different, and as Yoongi closes his eyes, tired of resisting, tired of feeling heavy, he knows he will allow it, that he wants it, whatever it is that is about to happen. -or- With war on the horizon, lonely farmer Yoongi embraces his fate, leaving his front door open for the inevitable. Surprisingly, it’s not war that finds him. It’s him who finds a wounded, taciturn soldier in his kitchen instead. A tale of unexpected second chances, set in Joseon Korea.

get you by qtyoonfi (WIP )

Yoongi broke up with his longtime ex over a year ago. He thought he'd managed to close that chapter in his life, but his ex's little brother, Jungkook, is stubbornly staying in his life. And that would've been fine. That is if Jungkook wasn't constantly hitting on Yoongi and begging him for a chance.

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Kim Namjoon | RM

Where He Belongs by ArianneMaya

Beta Hoseok's body isn't made to take an alpha's knot, and Namjoon is too much of a gentlewolf to pressure him on the matter. Why is it, then, that Hoseok can't stop thinking about it?

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Kim Seokjin | Jin

Finding Heaven in Hell by ArianneMaya

Hoseok always thought the rules his family imposed on him were silly superstitions: never walk alone at night, never sleep with the window open, never undress in front of a mirror… It all seemed a little ridiculous to him. Until the day the demons kidnap him to offer him as a mate to their king.

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Min Yoongi | Suga

Signifié by sseoltangie *

Hoseok draws him out with a glint in his eyes and it’s then that Yoongi notices what would be the final nail in his coffin: Hoseok, in perfect opposition to his heart-shaped smile, is a little mean too.

Kim Namjoon | RM/Min Yoongi | Suga

fevered honey by ellemoonchild

Namjoon was tired of spending his heats alone, but he didn’t have much luck attracting alphas. Maybe it was his ‘bigger than omega average’ size or his overly sweet scent or naturally shy demeanor, but Namjoon just hadn’t found the connection he’d always craved with an alpha. But as he got older his heats became more unbearable to deal with alone… Which was how he found himself at the city's most luxurious and exclusive heat/rut hotel being taken care of by the alpha of his dreams. Min Yoongi was a smaller alpha, with a cute face and intense eyes. A deep voice and big hands and heavy scent that left Namjoon feeling dizzy. He was the perfect choice for a heat partner…but as Yoongi treats Namjoon like he’s always wanted the omega will find it hard to separate his heart from what is meant to be only a business transaction.

A Training Montage by mangust_d *

Namjoon has a big dick. Yoongi can't open his mouth wide. Bored to death with his new office job, Yoongi is ready for a new challenge.

Clarity (part of the The Red Sweatshirt Saga series) by allie (baby_shookys)

“So what, you’re saying I should just jerk it in the bathroom and then get back to work?” Namjoon asks, incredulous, leaning in closer and dropping his voice so low that no one could possibly overhear. Taehyung snorts. “You could. But you don’t have to.” “What do you mean?” “Hyung’s wearing his red sweatshirt today.” or; when Namjoon's struggling with a bit of artistic block, Taehyung suggests that maybe post-nut clarity will help.

A Gentler Kind of Burn by ArianneMaya

Namjoon doesn’t believe it’s possible for a guy (especially him) to come more than once. Yoongi proves him wrong.

Maybe, Perhaps by sseoltangie (27k) *

Yoongi keeps purring around Namjoon. He doesn't think it's a problem. Realising he's in love with his best friend... That might be one.

honeypie by 02_43am

“I think I’m showing.” Namjoon is half-asleep so, when he turns around to look at Yoongi, he can't help but be surprised. Trying not to sound panicked, he points out: “That's a bump.” “Or is the takeout I ordered yesterday?” Yoongi wonders. Pulling his shirt down, he lets his hands wander over his stomach before they cup his lower belly. “Ok, maybe it is a bump.” (or yoongi is pregnant and namjoon has a pregnant yoongi kink).

Little Sugar Cube by mangust_d (18k) *

Yoongi gets pregnant after having bad sex with his friend of thirteen years. He decides to keep the pup, but Namjoon is living his best life and travelling the world while Yoongi's days are filled with prenatal yoga classes and dam dates he didn't ask for. Why should he burden the alpha with something like this? Yoongi holds his breath for a moment, but his body has changed too much, his hair grown too long. Namjoon doesn’t recognise him from behind. Doesn’t smell his own pup growing in Yoongi’s womb. “Namjoon-ah,” Yoongi rasps, turning his head toward the alpha because he needs to see him. He’s vulnerable like this. Hair clipped back, face bare, dressed in white like an innocent maiden.

you can be the boss (daddy) you can be the boss by andlovetoo

“If them calling me daddy makes you uncomfortable I’ll make them stop,” Yoongi tries, rubbing his thumbs over the veins on the back of Namjoon’s hands. “I don’t care why it makes you uncomfortable, I can stop them, they’re just making a stupid joke—.” “It makes me uncomfortable because I want to be the one calling you daddy!” Namjoon says, all in a rush, voice too loud like it gets when he’s nervous. Yoongi blinks.

Five-Star Service by mangust_d *

Seeking casual rut partners would be too risky for a famous alpha rapper like Kim Namjoon, so he signs up for an upscale rut service online. He picks a doll-faced beta who advertises his ‘exceptional oral skills’, but the polished headshot in the catalogue proves to be false advertisement.

Maid a Fool by mangust_d *

When Namjoon's best friend shows up to a costume party dressed as a maid, he's forced to rethink their entire relationship.

Kim Seokjin | Jin/Min Yoongi | Suga

Cat the Anchor by anpanmoon *

Yoongi's son is obsessed with boats. Seokjin happens to have one.

Kim Seokjin | Jin/Park Jimin

Lies & Liability by anpanmoon (WIP - 4k)

Yoongi waved his hand. “You won’t bring shame on your family that easily—as long as you don’t claim every single dance on a Lady’s dance card, that is.” Seokjin laughed loudly. “What an oddly specific thing to say!” OR: Seokjin meets Jimin at a masquerade and falls for his charms immediately, not knowing he'll never be able to call him his.

wish you were instead by yin_moongi

Jimin drapes himself half in Seokjin’s lap and plays with the hem of his t-shirt, runs his fingers along the skin of his side just above his belt. Seokjin thinks: We shouldn’t be doing this in public. Then he thinks: Doing this in public is exactly what we said we were doing.

Kim Taehyung | V/Min Yoongi | Suga

Settle My Blood In Forgiveness (part of the Bloodlines (Lead Me Home) series) by yngimint *

"The fledgling is yours to sire now" Taehyung reads the note that he thinks is from his cousin Seokjin and looks back up at the fledgling standing at his doorstep.

when puppies do what puppies do by disillusioned (miscalculated) *

Executed too quickly to retaliate, Yoongi’s free hand is lifted from its resting spot and promptly placed somewhere warm and unmistakably human. Then, Yoongi is looking up from his computer screen just in time to— “Hyung, feel.” His hand is adjusted. “Feel here. No, like,” now Taehyung maneuvers Yoongi’s fingers so that they’re pressed right over the miniature slope of his flexed bicep, “there. That.” Yoongi complies as if on autopilot, bewildered into silence. “That?” he parrots. “Yes,” Taehyung says. * Suddenly and seemingly without reason, Kim Taehyung decides Old and Jaded Min Yoongi is prime mating material.

Min Yoongi | Suga/Min Yoongi | Suga

Distorted Reflection by ArianneMaya

Yoongi’s part in the plan was ridiculously simple: let himself be caught, grab the hidden gun and kill Agust D. Except there is no gun. And Yoongi finds himself at the mercy of his worst enemy.

Min Yoongi | Suga/Park Jimin

It'll Make You Come Alive by PuppoJiminnie

Yoongi had always been so kind to his owner, Jimin. Not only did he give his unconditional love, but he let Jimin live in his home rent free. But most of all, he blessed Jimin with his body, and if there was one thing Jimin wasn't going to do, it was turn down Yoongi's offering. Even if it was going to make him late to work.

POLY RELATIONSHIPS

OT7 - Relationship

Wait For Me In Spring by Arobeebee (WIP ) *

The gravest of calamities has unexpectedly befallen Omega Jungkook - he is engaged to be married. Desperate to escape the shackles of an unwanted union with an Alpha he has never met, he decides to run away from home in the dead of night to seek shelter with the bonded pack who have already stolen his heart. But in winter comes the storm, and the journey to freedom can often be a treacherous one.

oh no (part of the alpha joonie series) by feraljk

when the all-omega pack decided to buy an alpha, they expected a rough brute of a plaything, not this oversized sweetheart of a puppy now living in their house. or: alpha namjoonie getting the love he deserves

Gallery 7 by mangust_d *

In a society where unmated alphas and omegas are kept separated until an omega is presented to their future mate, special O-galleries serve as a platform to connect nubile omegas with promising matches. OR: The story of how Taehyung sold himself to a rich alpha and accidentally gained five omega nestmates.

Housekeeping by Arobeebee (WIP )

University student and aspiring artist Jungkook, hoping to make a little extra cash over the summer before his senior year, applies for a job as a live-in housekeeper and cook. He was definitely NOT expecting to find himself living in a beautiful mansion with six hot millionaires.

Omega-Dom Seokjin and his pack of subby darlings (series) by Arobeebee (WIP )

Summary from the first fic: Kookie is having a bad-sad feels sort of day, so of course his doting Omega-hyung will immediately drop everything and rush over to give his soft, tender-hearted subby sweetheart all the love and attention he deserves. (In which Jungkook hasn't officially joined the Kim-pack as a bondmate (not yet, at least), but that doesn't stop him from being one of Seokjin's treasured little darlings.)

Amygdala: A Beta Memoir by HyungLineHeaux

Amygdala steps into the world of Min Yoongi, who joins an established pack as head beta after personal disaster strikes. There are just a few problems with his newfound family: The six-member pack already has a head beta. And they want nothing to do with each other, let alone him.

Co-ed Bangtan (series) by two_cent_penny (WIP ) *

Summary from the first fic: Jungha wants to help herself to unnies’ bodies.

Those Falling Petals in My Hands by thehoyden *

Jungkook is all ready to back out of the room with Taehyung in tow when he registers what the droning voiceover on the video is saying. “When seeing an alpha through rut for the first time, let’s remember this important acronym—” Jimin stabs the spacebar with one finger to pause the video. “Well,” Taehyung says. “Well, well, well.” Jimin’s face has gone a very attractive pink. “Don’t say a word,” he threatens.

A Twist of Fate by ArianneMaya (WIP )

After leaving his parents’ den and becoming mysteriously sick, omega Jimin agrees to move out of the city and live with a more traditional pack to get the care he needs to heal. It’s temporary. Or at least, that’s what he thinks.

Fuck The Monarchy by Arobeebee (WIP )

Court sorcerer Namjoon and his loyal allies aim to topple the existing government in an effort to prevent a civil uprising that might destroy the kingdom of Allemuir. Their only hope is innocent, trusting, virgin Prince Jungkook. ((Royalty AU where OT6 woo Jungkook in order to achieve kingdom-wide social reform, but quickly end up falling in love with the sweet, kind-hearted Princeling. Also porn.))

Baby, Don't You Worry by creambunkoo

They get their matching tattoos one-by-one over the summer, after Bangtan announces they're taking a break from group activities. Where 7 boys get 7 tattoos that bind their hearts together more than just symbolically.

Jeon Jungkook/Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Kim Namjoon | RM

Bide by Tarbek1 (WIP )

Jungkook is an omega who would rather die than be caught. He is exactly what alphas Hoseok and Namjoon have been looking for.

Jeon Jungkook/Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin/Min Yoongi | Suga

The Stowaway (part of the Fragile - Please Handle With Care series) by Arobeebee

Jungkook, accused of crimes against the Thurazon government and on the run from bounty hunters, takes refuge in an empty cargo container at a remote trading port, and wakes up in deep-space surrounded by smugglers. Alternatively, the crew of the starship Bangtan find an injured fugitive hidden inside a durasteel crate in their cargo bay, and decide to keep him.

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin

goldilocks bed and breakfast by macabre

Just three friends moving into a one bedroom apartment. With one bed.

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin/Min Yoongi | Suga

all in by feraljk

omega camboy jungkook only intended to stream his heat for his favorite patrons, he didn't (fully) expect to get three boyfriends out of it.

standing next to you (part of the wisteria series) by feraljk (WIP)

not every traumatized omega turned feral. or: before hoseok, there was jungkook.

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM/Min Yoongi | Suga

conjecture. (series) by kattyl

Summary from the first fic: Taehyung glances at Jungkook out of the corner of his eye and smirks a bit. “Ah. Okay. I get it now,” he says. And then proceeds to say nothing else, withholding the apparent solution to Jungkook’s plight. “Well?” Jungkook throws his hands up, “We’re all waiting, Taehyung-ssi! The floor is yours!” He gestures sarcastically to the empty living room around them. Taehyung remains silent as he leans forward to exchange the small, folded square remains of his chip bag with a bottle of water from the coffee table. He takes - what Jungkook estimates to be - the longest possible sip of water in the history of mankind and simply says, “You want them to cuck you.”

The Great Pumpkin Regatta by two_cent_penny *

Yoongi's going to beat Jeon Jungkook in the biggest sweet potato competition this year.

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin

sea legs by tendershipping *

Chaebols Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook acquire a merman via an illicit auction, as one does. Mer Jimin has more in mind for his time with them than looking pretty in a pool.

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Kim Namjoon | RM/Min Yoongi | Suga/Park Jimin

Holding My Last Breath by ArianneMaya (WIP )

In a world where omegas aren't born this way, but bitched, all Jimin hopes is to make it to the end of the night of the blood moon without a mating mark on his neck. Alpha Yoongi, Hoseok and Namjoon have other plans for him.

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Kim Seokjin | Jin/Min Yoongi | Suga

This Garden I Planted by mangust_d

Seokjin and Hoseok have been committed to each other for years, defying societal norms and expectations set by their families. But one day, they meet an innocent little kittentail named Min Yoongi and decide to make him theirs. Little do they suspect that Yoongi has heartbreak written all across his back.

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin

Bite Down by sunnydays81 *

Jung Hoseok has one of the worst cases of Alpha Bite Disorder that Jimin has ever treated. And he has treated many. In fact, as physiotherapist, Jimin specialises in the condition. At the clinic he runs with his omega mate Taehyung, they treat all of Seoul's most intractable cases of ABD, bringing relief to alphas living lives with the misery of chronic jaw pain and temporomandibular joint dysfunction. Together, they make a great team. Every now and then, however, they come across an alpha that even they struggle to help. Hoseok is definitely one of those.

Kim Namjoon | Rap Monster/Kim Seokjin | Jin/Min Yoongi | Suga

heeding by silklace

Yoongi hears his phone buzz on the glass top of the hotel desk just as Seokjin reaches into the little mini fridge with an over-dramatic groan. “If that’s management calling a second debrief,” Seokjin says warningly. He trails off, scrounging around in the contents of the mini fridge. He emerges with a sullen look and a small twist-off bottle of red wine. “Yeah, you know what, just tell them I ran away to go live in the mountains.”

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#bts fic rec #bts poly #namkook #jinkook #yoonkook #namseok #2seok #namgi #sope #yoonjin #jinmin #taegi #yoonmin #bts ot7 #fic recs #my fic recs #mine

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jungkookjeon0007 · 4 months ago

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BTS FF Master List | 18+

This is where you can find all of my BTS FF stories! I linked them here because it was more convenient for my readers to find!

☆ ratings: (18+) for detailed sex scenes + harsh language.

☆ genre: smut, fluff, angst.

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Nights in Vegas | (JJK FF)

☆ summary: When Olivia flies to Las Vegas for her first ever BTS concert w/ her best friend, she was expecting to make lots of unforgettable memories... What she wasn't expecting was to end up with the lead singer, Jeon Jungkook, knocking on her hotel room door only to find her in nothing but a towel. What will happen when the golden maknae wants to see her again? Will it lead to heartbreak, or a promising future for them both?

☆ pairing(s): jungkook x olivia, hobi x olivia's bestfriend.

☆ ratings: (18+) for detailed sex scenes + harsh language.

☆ genre: smut, angst, fluff.

☆ word count: 49.5k.

Click title to go to Master post. 💋

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The House Party | Pt. 1 (JJK X MYG FF)

☆ summary: Fresh out of high school, Kim Su-Jin has always been sheltered by strict parents and has walked a straight line all of her life. She made a promise to herself that once she went to college and was out on her own, that she would finally cut loose and have the fun she always wanted to experience. I’m college, she meets some of her best friends within the first week, and soon the opportunity arises for them to go to their first party. While there, her life suddenly gets thrown into a whirlwind when she meets a group of 7 extremely handsome boys. Two of them in particular caught her interest and that’s when her life changed forever.. ♥️

☆ pairing(s): min yoongi x jungkook x su-jin.

☆ ratings: (18+) for detailed sex scenes + harsh language.

☆ genre: smut, angst, fluff.

☆ word count: 1.65k.

Click title to go to part 1 of the story. 💋

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Our Little Secret | Maknae Line FF

☆ summary: You’re hooking up with Jungkook, but his best friends, Taehyung and Jimin, are jealous and just so happen to want you too. One night when Jungkook was buried deep inside of you, the two maknaes walk in and see you both. Jealously suddenly flashes across their faces as Jungkook continues to ruin you. Will he let them join, or will he be stubborn and keep you for himself? 💋

☆ pairing(s): jungkook x reader.

☆ ratings: (18+) for detailed sex scenes + harsh language.

☆ genre: smut, threesome, oral sex (m + f receiving), unprotected sex — remember to always be safe and practice protected sex, foursome, full sleeve tattooed jk, lip piercings, big dick.

☆ word count: 1.71k.

Click title to go to the story. 💋

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trancyzp · 1 year ago

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ʚ anonymous love letters ɞ

・20/11/23・pedido para angellen [especial de natal]

#capa para social spirit #capa para fanfic #capa de fanfic #capa para spirit #capa para fic #capa vintage #capa dark #capa de spirit #design simples #yoongi #yoonkook #kookyoon #jungkook #especial de natal #NATalina #trancyz #2023

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yonpanx · 1 year ago

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. toque sua música ; treino

🗂 caso de inspiração, credite!

#capa de fanfic #kpop edits #bts #coverdesign #fanfic #capa #capa para fic #capa spirit #capa divertida #capa colagem #capa gif #capa simples #design simples #yoonkook

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angellen · 1 year ago

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Strawberries and sunset (Yoonkook)

Capa feita para uso pessoal.

Insp. @trancyzp

Não lembro a data que fiz essa capinha, já tem um tempinho, lembro que eu estava assistindo os vídeos de watch me edit do canal da Nat (sou fã, bjo) e quis testar esse estilo, surgindo então essa belezinha que eu fiquei APAIXONADA e surtei depois de realmente ter conseguido. Mais tarde vou postar a fific dela!

Em caso de inspiração, me credite!

#capa de fic #angellen #capa para social spirit #bts #jungkook #yoongi #capa colagem #yoonkook #capa divertida #capa wattpad

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btssmutficslovingfan01 · 1 year ago

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Day 10: Cuckolding | I Love You Hoe

Pairing: cuck husband!Yoongi x fem!Reader x fuckboy!Jungkook

Genre: Smut

Words: 1.4k

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As your lover pressed his hips against yours, his breath fanning against your neck as his pace became frantic and quickened, desperate for climax as he held your frame tightly between his hands.

“More?” A hint of desperation in his voice. “Do you want it harder, Y/N?” You nodded, moans of pleasure escaping your lips as he pressed you against the sheets and fucked into you with all his might.

“Y-yes…” You let out a moan in reply. “You want me to fuck your pussy until it’s flooding with my cum?” He held the back of your neck with his hands. “Yes,” You groaned, your inner walls clamping on his pre-cum sheathed cock. “Please…” You spread your hole wider for him to access as he grinned down at you with a cocky smirk. “You’re ever so needy tonight,” He grunted, flipping you over so you could watch him as he made you unravel. “How’s it feel knowing your husband’s gonna fuck your filthy whore pussy that I filled with my cum earlier?” He asked, more rhetorically as he gripped your neck harder, but not so hard you couldn’t breathe. “I bet his cock can’t even reach that deep. I know I’m bigger so admit it already, he’s gonna just fill you up not even KNOWING his wife is getting busy with other men, and bigger cocks too.” He chuckled, continually fucking you at a faster pace. “J-Jungkook…” You moaned at his remarks.

“What is it? Want me to fill you up now so that when he fucks you my cum comes out of you?” He asked, while slowing down his pace and looking at you to answer him, eventually slowing down to a halt.

“W-why’d you stop? Jungkook! You can’t be serious,” You sighed. “Fine,” You huffed. “I find it appealing, especially when Yoongi fucks me thinking I haven’t had cock in so long. You know he can’t keep up with my sex drive.” You explained to him.

“Oh, so that’s your excuse.” Jungkook snapped his hips forward.

“O-OH!” You moaned, slowly moving your hips forward as he creamed you in a continued manner. Your lips parted in awe as some of his cum coated his cock, the substance looking milky and seemingly frothing as you moved your hips. The squelching sound that recurred was driving you mad. “Yes…yes…fuck me…harder!” Jungkook grinned and fulfilled your request, grabbing your hips as he watched you ride him desperately.

The door opened abruptly, you didn’t even hear him come in as Yoongi walked in, removing his tie.

“What the hell?!” Yoongi’s voice snapped you out of it, just a little, but you were a greedy woman desperate to climax.

“Sorry man, she needed a good fuck. Not doubting your skills but what you have on your hands is a dick-hungry slut who needs sex every two hours. Her libido is as high as your IQ-which strangely enough didn’t even tick you off your wife may possibly have been cheating on you?” Jungkook didn’t bother pulling out of you, taking the opportunity to ruin your marriage even further.

“Not really,” Yoongi’s surprised expression was soothed. He looked unfazed even, now. “I love her. If you really needed a bigger dick, Y/N, you should’ve just told me.” Yoongi took a seat on the couch in the corner of your bedroom. You really needed to get rid of that. “H-huh?” You looked at your husband who removed his tie and simply gazed up at you and your lover as you were on the bed in the midst of getting fucked by this man.

“Continue as if I weren’t here.” Yoongi placed his arms on the armrests, as Jungkook seemingly went along with it.

“You wanted to get filled, slut? I’ll stuff ya alright.” Jungkook slammed his hips forward, with a few thrusts he pumped your pussy full of his beads of cum, semen stringing down your hole as it gushed out and the warmth hit your thighs. His cum was everywhere, and globular.

“T-thank you.” You sighed.

“Oh I’m not finished.” Jungkook smirked, grabbing your hips and lowering himself down as you lied down in exhaustion.

“YES!” You whined. “Mmmm, fuck me harder, Jungkook!” “Fucking whore, begging like this while your husband watches you,” Jungkook grinned while Yoongi continued blankly staring at the scene. His piercing brown gaze was on you the whole time. “Take my cock, bitch, that’s all you’re good for.” You let out a moan as Jungkook filled you up, all while you came, twitching.

“I’ve seen enough,” Yoongi stood up and walked towards you, his footsteps heavy and slow as he took his time and stared into your eyes. “I didn’t realize you liked being treated so roughly,” Yoongi sighed, adjusting his collar. “For cheating on me, I oughta be angry, hell even upset with you. But I don’t blame him-Jungkook was it? I mean, she has the perfect body for breeding, right?” He asked him shamelessly, shaking his hand as if he wasn’t buried in your pussy. Jungkook pulled out, more confused but also a hint of curiosity playing behind his eyes as he looked at your husband.

“Yeah. Her pussy grips down when she’s really feeling it.” Jungkook sounded like he was giving a product review. Your cheeks were turning red.

“I know. But you know what, that’s the woman I love. This slut wife of mine has my whole heart…I can’t be angry. However, I can punish her. She did just cheat on me.” Yoongi shrugged, looking down at your leaking holes.

“Oh yeah man, I feel that. I’d be so angry if my woman cheated on me.” Jungkook smirked, stirring the pot as much as he could.

“I could just…spit in her face.” Yoongi leaned down, close to your face as you breathed softly.

“Do it, Yoongi. Show this whore wife of yours how upset you are.” You egged him on. You deserved this.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Yoongi leaned back, unbuttoning his shirt.

“Oh, what are you doing now, Mister husband?” Jungkook smirked, watching Yoongi with excitement.

“What’s your safe word?” When Yoongi, out of all the men on earth, asked you, you felt a dampness between your legs. It was ripe, and the scent was attracting Jungkook and Yoongi like flies to honey.

“Watermelon.” You whispered, feeling excited as your husband leaned down, and pinned your arms above your head.

“Don’t move.” Yoongi ordered. Jungkook folded his arms, taking a seat at the foot of the bed. Slowly, your husband spat on your face, a bit of saliva dribbling down your chin. You were a dirty cheater that deserved nothing but the worst.

“Damn. Kinky,” Jungkook smirked. “You should show me some moves later, Yoongi.” He added.

“Whore.” Yoongi pried your legs open, keeping your arms pinned above your head. “Slut.” He smacked your thighs before pulling you closer. He spat right in your clit and roughly pushed his fingers in. “Fuck! Yoongi!” You moaned. “You’re so wet already, disgusting. Filthy mongrel, you oughta be spayed.” He continued digging two of his fingers, his index and middle finger into your abused twat all while you were moaning for him. Jungkook was growing hard from watching this, grinning from ear to ear.

“Yeah, I’m filthy, baby. I’m a dumb animal.” You agreed, your brain seemingly shutting down with how roughly Yoongi fingered you.

“You're a damned slut,” He circled his fingers up, gripping your inner walls and brushing his thumb against your clit at the same time, as if he was pinching you. You let out a scream, it was beginning to feel good, all while turning you on and scaring you. “Enjoying your punishment?” Yoongi smirked. “Jungkook, get over here,” The younger man came up beside him. “Put your cock in her. And don’t go easy on her.” Jungkook raised a brow but complied, making you moan from the sudden change in pressure. Yoongi was brushing his fingers across your clit, still.

“Let’s see if you can take two dicks at once, whore.” You gasped as Yoongi got under you, prepping your ass using lube before slipping his cock into you. While you were sandwiched between your husband and Jungkook, you focused on moving at the opposing pace, their grunts echoing with your soft mewls, before all three of you climaxed at once.

Your holes, abused as they were, throbbed, cock-hungry.

“Looks like you were right, Yoongi.” Jungkook smirked.

“Want some more, slut?” Yoongi agreed with Jungkook, before turning back to you. You could only smile up at your husband. He truly was the man you loved, unchanged even after you married.

“I love you, Yoongi.” You whispered hoarsely.

“Me too, whore,” He kissed you softly, before turning to Jungkook. “Thanks for seeing to it you got her pussy filled. I’ve been busy too many nights lately.” Yoongi rubbed his brows in exhaustion.

“My pleasure.” Jungkook replied.

#jungkook x reader #bts smut #yoongi x reader #yoonkook #jungkook x yoongi #jungkook x reader x yoongi #jungkook fanfic #yoongi fanfic #bts fic #bts #suga #suga x reader #kinktober 2023

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bangtanagan · 22 days ago

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sealstich

yoonkook selkie au selkie!yg x human!jk 5k, rated T, complete Jungkook knows what it means when they boy comes stumbling in with only an old coat. He’s not an idiot.

Jungkook isn’t an idiot. He knows what it means when the boy comes stumbling in with only an old coat, loose around his shoulders and worn at the elbows and the collar. He knows what it means when he feeds him and finds him clothes to sleep in and tucks him into the old couch, tartan fading. He knows what it means when the silent, pale stranger leaves his coat folded over the back of the rickety kitchen chair. He’s not stupid.

But Jungkook has no interest in keeping anything, nor being kept, so he leaves the coat glistening in the oil light and goes to bed in his tiny saltchill bedroom at the end of the hall.

In the porcelain glaze of pre-dawn, the weight of a body climbing into his bed wakes him. He blinks his eyes open to the boy’s face. His hair is the color of a winter shore, saltsand streaked with sunslant grey. His cheeks are sleep-soft, eyes drowsy, skin unblemished.

“Hey,” he says, the first he’s spoken. His voice rumbles like a wavecrash, and he holds his battered, fraying coat in one hand, scowl creeping across his beautiful face. “What the fuck, dude.”

read on ao3

#yoonkook #yoonkook fic #yoongi fic #jungkook fic #bts fic #bts au #now with a new moodboard!#mermay #(yes it's nowhere near may but I wrote it for mermay originally!!)#ngl this is maybe my favorite thing I've written except for all these long goodbyes so if you wanted to read it that would be cool!#my fic

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moccahobi · 9 months ago

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Tangled Mess: Together

Summary: Yoongi finally tells Jungkook what has been putting distance between them.

Paring: Hoseok x GN Reader, Yoongi x Jungkook

Genre: Soulmate AU, Grad School AU, Young Professional AU, Angst, Fluff

Warnings: A Breakup

Word Count: 590 words

A/N: I am so sorry for the consistent delays in posting! Life has been super hectic but imma try to get back to posting this series regularly! I will queue up a few posts so that even when life gets hectic again, there will be a buffer. Thank you all for your patience~

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Yoongi was fretting. He knew he was but it was all that he could do to stop overthinking all that could possibly go wrong. He’d hurt Jungkook and would continue to hurt Jungkook. Tonight Yoongi would lay out his feelings and insecurities and watch as Jungkook gently turned him down and their friendship was irreparably damaged.

Hoseok seemed to think it’d go well. Hoseok always seemed overly hopeful about his relationship with Jungkook.

Hoseok was wrong though.

Jungkook didn’t like him back. Couldn’t like him back. Jungkook would be too kind to explicitly say that Yoongi’s crush made him uncomfortable and they’d slowly drift apart because Jungkook would stop initiating things. The friend group would fracture as people choose who they liked hanging out with more. All because Yoongi caught stupid feelings. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

“Hyung! I’m here!” Jungkook was entering slowly, taking off his shoes and jacket. He looked apprehensive and shy, especially as Yoongi looked at him like a deer in the headlights.

They should have met at a cafe or something. Some sort of neutral place. But Yoongi was a coward who needed the comfort of his home to share all this.

“Come sit down! I made you some tea.” Yoongi said, guiding Jungkook to the couch and handing him some tea.

“You look nervous, hyung. Would you like to hold hands?” Jungkook. Oh sweet Jungkook.

Yoongi nodded, but let Jungkook initiate, his hand a limp mass that Jungkook rubbed comforting circles into. The warmth of Jungkook’s hand was something Yoongi would savor for as long as he could.

“So as I said… this distance is all because of me.”

Jungkook nodded.

*Gotta pull the bandaid off*

“It’s because I like you r-romantically and I don’t want it to affect our relationship or change the friend group. It is also because I’m shit at tough and emotional conversations and even when we are just discussing changing boundaries, I get so overwhelmed. It’s why I don’t date tons. Because it’s just so hard and tiring to share changes and I didn’t want to put that emotional labor on you. You don’t deserve it… but also I don’t expect you to return these feelings. Actually I am so sure that you’ll grow distant after hearing this but I had to share. I couldn’t let you think that you were the cause of this distance. It is me and my stupid stupid feelings. Stupid old me who needed some distance to not fall deeper for you. I know it’s so stupid and I am so sorr--”

Jungkook was wrapping his arms around Yoongi, holding him tightly to his (big) chest.

“This has clearly been stressing you out a ton.” Jungkook finally said, loosening his hold on Yoongi. Yoongi didn’t leave from where he was though, enjoying Jungkook’s warmth.

“I get if you don’t want to be friends anymore.”

Jungkook started laughing, his voice floating around Yoongi, “Hyung. I’ve had a crush on you since you first started complaining about capitalism. I kept on thinking about how smart and cool you are. And when you play piano? Or work out? You get so into it and so focused and I just love it so much. If I don’t want to be friends anymore it’s because I want to be boyfriends.”

“Oh.”

Yoongi slowly wrapped his arms around Jungkook.

“We will need to figure out how to chat about boundaries though.”

“I… I think I could do that.” Yoongi nodded, pressing his face into Jungkook’s shoulder.

“We will do it together.”

“Together.”

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amazegallery · 1 year ago

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Atualizando o post de doação com um post novo kekekeke muitas das capas que estavam disponivéis foram adotadas e eu so tenho a agradecer as fadas que adotaram ✨ Quem tiver interesse em ler vou deixar aqui com a sinopse delas.

No mais, vamos começar o show

Regritas: 1. O autor terá 2 meses para postar a fic utilizando a capa ou ela voltará para o formulário de doação; 1.1. Caso não consiga, esse prazo poderá ser extendido, mas deve ser falado comigo o motivo. 2. Em cada capa vai ter o que pode ser alterado nela, as que não tiverem é porquê só vai ser incluso o usuário; 3. Só preencha o formulário se tiver certeza de que vai usar a capa; 4. Depois da estória ser postada, ela deve ficar disponivel por no minimo 3 meses ou a pessoa em questão não poderá adotar qualquer outra capa. cronograma ▪ adote ▪ lista de leitura com as capas doadas

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nervouscupcakeinspace · 1 year ago

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BTS FIC RECS (PART 10)

Jeon Jungkook/Jung Hoseok | J-Hope

blood orange by seokabunny *

“We should’ve held you off from it longer, huh? You got to it so early. Everyone else had to wait.” Hoseok’s voice is buzzing warm and sweet in his ear. “Taehyung and Jimin were twenty-three. Jin-hyung was twenty-seven for his first time.” Jungkook’s drooling, slack-mouthed over the hinge of Hoseok’s shoulder. He can smell the dried sweat all over his pretty, tanned skin. “Hyuuung—” “You were twenty-one, baby. None of the others got it that young.”

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM

baby by feraljk *

Jungkook wanted Namjoon to be his leader for life—not just on stage, not just at work, not just anything. Every day, every hour, every minute, he wanted Namjoon to be his sun.

begotten by macabre

Jeongguk was ready to start his family. With or without the man of his dreams.

soft skin, soft eyes by babiestbat *

Yoongi hums, tilting his head. “I bet Jungkook would be up for it,” he considers, swirling the rest of his whiskey around in his glass. “He’s really into being eaten out.” Namjoon’s glass slips out of his hand. Thankfully, he’s sitting on the floor, and the glass just bounces a little before settling. “What?” he says. Yoongi laughs brightly, gums on display. “Aish, don’t look at me like that. He likes it a lot! And you know he thinks you’re hot,” he goes on. (Namjoon does not know that, and he feels faint at the thought.) “He’s already seen you at your worst, you could sneeze into him and I’m pretty sure he’d just laugh it off. He’s a perfect first, too. He likes just about everything.” *** Namjoon's never eaten someone out. Yoongi knows the perfect candidate.

Jeon Jungkook/Min Yoongi | Suga

HGU by sseoltangie (WIP) *

Disaster strikes and as a consequence, Jungkook lands himself in prison. But he's tough—all he has to do is survive the next months. At least that's what he thinks. Until he becomes the cellmate of attempted murder convict Yoongi.

Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin

Come feed the rain by vminkookminv

Jungkook gets teased by his classmates a lot for being a pissbaby. Jimin finds out why.

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Kim Namjoon | RM

Lost in the Lights by mangust_d

Alphas around the world are losing their knots due to a mysterious illness. Hoseok convinces Namjoon to try one last thing before he succumbs to a sad, knotless life: visiting an alphas-only club.

Kim Namjoon | RM/Min Yoongi | Suga

Divine and Raw by anon1792 *

It starts, as these things are wont to, with an offhand comment. Yoongi, in Namjoon’s old don’t be a prick cactus sweatshirt from an adolescent trip to the US with its stretched loose wrist-holes pushed up to reveal his pink elbows, half asleep and half scrolling through his phone while Namjoon works on his dissertation, mumbles, “If you get tested tomorrow, I’ll let you raw me.” Namjoon stumbles and slams his chin so hard into the coffee table, he sees stars.

If Nice Guys Finish Last, Meet Me in the Back by NinjasWearSneakers *

Namjoon has been secretly in love with his best friend Yoongi for years, so he’s familiar with the pain of watching him date other people. Now, Yoongi is getting married, and Namjoon is his best man, so he’s been trying very hard to prepare himself for the pain of that whole ordeal. However, something much more painful happens instead, leaving Namjoon to try to help Yoongi pick up the pieces.

Just Got the Taste For It by deepslowpanic *

“Maybe that guy just wasn’t your type, Namjoon,” Yoongi says after a few moments of quiet, That could be true. The guy was cute, but he wasn’t exactly what Namjoon thinks he’s looking for. Though he’s not entirely sure what that is, not sure about his type, or quite how to figure it out. “Thanks, hyung.” “Of course,” Yoongi says. “I’m here to guide you on your baby bi journey. I’m like your spiritual guide.” Namjoon snorts. “To what?” “The prostate, obviously.” -OR- Newly out as bisexual, Namjoon is trying to figure out his type and exactly what he’s looking for. But every interaction with his (kind, patient, pretty) roommate pushes Namjoon closer to thinking he might already know…

whoopsie daisy, never knew that was your boo, baby by rayfelle *

Not knowing how to respond to this sudden possible courting situation, Seokjin shuffles away to continue his shopping. Was it a courting gift? Seokjin has never met the human man, but it’s not like that matters much to wolves. Do humans operate the same way? But the human offered him food, which points towards courtship. Once back home Seokjin tries to google his questions, like his coworkers often recommend he does. Google, sadly, does not help at all. (or: a human starts courting Seokjin in the middle of a supermarket - he is determined to do his very best in return while Yoongi has no idea what he has just started)

Garden of Eden by sseoltangie

"But how can we…" Yoongi continued, whispering, scared to burst the bubble, scared Namjoon would leave as soon as he’d spoken the words. “When we’re both omegas.”

Kim Seokjin | Jin/Min Yoongi | Suga

driving getaway by silklace

“I’m not upset.” Seokjin nods. “I can tell by the way your face is all red. And blotchy.”

is this love? by sweetbubble3

four months after breaking up, yoongi logs into his and jin’s stardew valley co-op farm only to find that jin has been playing without him.

love you snow much by caprikoya *

Seokjin stomps into the chalet and shucks off his coat and boots at the door, cheeks and nose burning with the cold. When he throws open the door to the bedroom, Yoongi sits up from where he’s still cocooned in the duvet on the bed. “Did you win?” He asks, blinking blearily at Seokjin with his eyes still puffy from sleep. Seokjin doesn’t answer, because Yoongi knows that solo snowboarding is not a sport that you can win at, and is just being a little shit. Seokjin’s heart swells– he’d missed Yoongi having the energy to be annoying. To show his affection, he climbs onto the bed and sticks his freezing hands down the back of Yoongi’s shirt. Yoongi shrieks like some kind of bird of prey, and then promptly bites Seokjin on the arm. -or- After a long busy period at work keeps them away from each other, Seokjin and Yoongi take a vacation.

SEALed With a Kiss by deepslowpanic (WIP) *

“We’re mates,” Yoongi says simply. “We’re married now, you put my coat around me. Now you’re my husband.” “I -” Seokjin cuts himself off. He feels insane, all of this is insane. It doesn’t make sense, there’s no way Seokjin is suddenly married to a - a - seal? “That’s not how human marriage works,” Seokjin says finally, voice cracking a little. “You can’t just say we’re married.” “Why not?” Yoongi does not seem deterred at all. “That doesn’t matter. Humans are stupid anyway. But you’re hot and you smell nice. You’ll be a good mate. With your broad shoulders, your swimming abilities must be admirable. And you can fish, a provider.” He nods, as if this is all settled. “So you’re my husband.” -OR- Burned out from work, famous YouTube chef Seokjin heads to winter-quiet Jeju to escape for a while. His only goals are to relax, and try to find his spark again. When he rescues a naked man on the beach, Seokjin couldn’t have predicted what he was in for. But an accidentally acquired husband in the form of soft, impish selkie Yoongi might be just what Seokjin needs.

Big things come in small packages by teamkimseokjin (closetfairy) *

Seokjin discovers a new kink when he sees Yoongi rubbing his little round belly after a big meal. Okay, so maybe it's a little more than just a kink..

somebody does love (but i'm thinking `bout min yoongi) by missandrogyny *

One thing that Seokjin’s learned after knowing Yoongi for so long is that if he doesn’t want to talk about it, he really doesn’t want to talk about it, and he’ll do anything and everything to dodge the conversation. It’s why it’s so frustrating to deal with him sometimes; he never wants to talk about things, and if Seokjin’s being honest, he too doesn’t want to talk about things, which means that it’s highly possible for the both of them to just exist beautifully in Not-Talking-About-Things harmony. Hoseok and Namjoon have told them repeatedly that it isn’t healthy or mature for them to be acting like this, which is why Seokjin, being the older one, is out here trying his best. But Yoongi is stubborn on good days and a downright pain in the ass on bad ones, and after three more times shooting down Seokjin’s attempts to talk about it, Seokjin decides to do what any self-respecting man would: He talks to his girlfriend about it. (Or: College AU where Yoongi writes an unhinged pining song, and Seokjin just can't get it out of his head.)

Kim Taehyung | V/Min Yoongi | Suga

i wish you would by lessisabore

alone in his mountain cave, a dragon pines for his human ex-boyfriend

POLY RELATIONSHIPS

OT7 - Relationship

count on me by yeoboluvr

scoring highly on the submissive rating was supposed to guarantee a life of being dommed and pampered. for jungkook, it meant suppressing his instincts, fighting his body, and hiding from his hyungs.

Echoless City by mangust_d (WIP) *

On the same fateful night, Yoongi goes missing during a covert operation, and an injured hybrid is found fleeing from his handlers. Compassion is a luxury afforded to few, but who could resist a bunny in distress? OR: The story of how Seokjin tried to carry the entire world on his broad shoulders and failed miserably.

wisteria by feraljk (WIP) *

Hoseok had gone through four foster packs in the past twenty-two months, and, with two months before he would be sent away for good, he was being given to a fifth. He tried his best to not go soft when he knew it would all be taken away, but even a feral omega latches on to the feeling of home.

Lost Under the Moonlight by ArianneMaya (WIP) *

After being accused of something he didn’t do, Jimin discovers he’s a wolf shifter and is put into the Shifter Reintegration Program. On paper, the program is intended to give ‘unconscious shifters’ in the carceral system a chance at a better, healthier life. In practice, for an unpresented omega like Jimin, it means being handed over to a pack who wants to bitch him. No matter what the program entails, the Bangtan pack wants a new packmate, not a slave. And after running his whole life, Jimin might just find somewhere to call home. That is if he can bring himself to trust them.

dwell by macabre (WIP) *

The pit was the worst prison alphas could be sent to. It was a place to die with no hope, no dreams, no sun. Just a pit so deep in the earth it might as well be hell. Then, an omega is sent down as a prisoner. For the first time ever. Into an ecosystem already designed to eat itself alive.

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM/Min Yoongi | Suga

daffodils by feraljk (WIP)

Some submissives could live by themselves, could take care of their own spacing and dropping and eating and everything else, but Jungkook - he wasn’t like that. He was weak, his family had always told him so. And now, breaking down in front of a strange dom in a bathroom while he was at work, he’d proved them right.

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Kim Seokjin | Jin/Min Yoongi | Suga

You Really Float My Boat by deepslowpanic

“Hoseok-ah? Yoongi whips his head to the side, staring at his husband in confusion. “What?” “Hi, Seokjin hyung,” Hoseok says, voice sweet as honey. “Hi, Yoongi hyung.” “Hello Seok-ah,” Yoongi rasps. When he turns his head, Seokjin is staring at him. “You know Hoseok?” Seokjin asks. Yoongi nods. “I know Hoseok.” he blinks. “You know Hoseok?” Seokjin nods back. Huh. “Wow!” Hoseok gasps, clapping his hands together. “This is so strange! Who would have thought my ex-boyfriends would have ended up married?” -OR- When Yoongi agrees to go on a cruise with his husband, he doesn’t expect to run into his ex-boyfriend. And he definitely doesn’t expect to find out Seokjin dated him too. Shared memories bring up forgotten feelings, and maybe a vacation is the perfect time to let loose.

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Min Yoongi | Suga/Park Jimin

only two people by silklace *

Jimin looks up at him. That is, Jimin looks over him. All over him. When his gaze lands on Hoseok’s face, his expression stretches into something annoyed even with all that heat in his looking. “What.” “C’mon.” Jimin swallows. “Come shower with me, baby.” Jimin scratches at the back of his neck. He’s still gripping his phone in his other hand. “Yoonji know you call me that?” It’s not really a question though, not when Jimin knows the answer.

Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin

can't look away by eron_less

When Namjoon video calls the guy he's been seeing late one night, he's not expecting to find the guy's best friend in bed with him. Turns out, he's kind of into it.

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