—sweeter Than Sugar. (m)

Breakfast (m) - Oneshot

Summary: The morning after a wild, drunken night with your best friend is never easy. And you’d venture it’s safe to say Min Yoongi is working extra hard to make this the most confusing morning you’ve had in a while.

Pairing: Yoongi/Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Word Count: 5432

Warnings: none really?

A/Ns: Hey here’s a fic I wrote for @gimmesumsuga because I’m in love with her and she asked me to. Also I would die for Min Yoongi, thanks.

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hickeys | jjk | m | drabble

[ ! ] this is a “bad influence” drabble

— summary; Jungkook gets a bit jealous. Not that he’d ever admit it. 

— contents and warnings; pwp, smut, the endless adventures of badboy!jk x goodgirl!reader, enemies with benefits, jealousy/possessiveness!!, kind of angry sex (it’s one-sided, jk is going through a Moment), unprotected sex, marking (hickeys, mentions of bruises), dirty talk, overstimulation, creampie, mentions of oral (f rec) and of cum eating, jk has a big dick, the oc being clueless but overall having a good time 

— words; 2,2k 

— author’s note; this was supposed to be shorter but, well, that’s the story of my life. A few people asked for a bit of jealous!jk so here I am to deliver it 😌 Inspired by this ask I got. 

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Jungkook hated the wintertime. He hated the fact that you no longer used skirts because of the cold weather, hated that you had to go away for a few weeks because of winter break and, above all, hated those stupid turtlenecks you wore. 

Not because you didn’t look good in them — in fact, he had grown to appreciate them over the weeks, the way they made your breasts pop out and how your body felt so comfortable and warm against his — but because it became extremely easy for you to cover up the hickeys he gave you. Which completely missed the point of even having hickeys in the first place. 

“Are you doing what I think you’re doing?” You asked him, fingers pulling slightly on the messy strings of his dark hair. Jungkook was hovering above you in bed, his mouth glued to the skin of your neck, sucking on the flesh. He simply moaned in response, hoping that the roll of his hips against yours would make you shut up. Which obviously didn’t happen. “You better not be doing it.” 

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FANFICTION WRITERS WRITE ABOUT THIS JUNGKOOK, QUICK!!

namjoon x spring day

Sleepover [oneshot]

⏤𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴; Jungkook is your best friend’s little brother who invites you to have a sleepover at his place. Nothing can happen, right?

⏤𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: oral sex [female receiving], strong language, light spanking, penetrative sex, protected sex

⏤𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: fluff, smut

⏤𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 10.4k

request: “Would it be ok for it to be smut? And oc is going over to jk house to have a sleepover with his older sister, only that his sister is working late and will be home later on in the night so it’s just oc and jk?” 

A/N: This one is inspired by one of mine requests. I made a little twist to it I hope you’ll like it x

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Hi there ! I don’t know if you’ve done this yet but I’d love to request a scenario where Jungkook eats oc out with whip cream 🙈 and the rest is up to how you see it <3

“Finally,” Jungkook mutters more to himself as he shakes the can of whipped cream, “some good fucking food.”

Your stomach feels like there was a flight of butterflies raging, wanting to be released while you gawk in the sight of him in front of you. He was undressed, only in his black CK boxers, gazing down at you with a predatory look in his eyes.

“Cunt already wet, I see,” he giggles while getting into a comfortable position on his stomach. His face was just inches away from your cunt and you held back the urge to just buck your hips against him.

Jungkook dwells in your smell. His cock twitches painfully against the confines of his boxers.

“You ready, angel?” he asks with his honey voice. You can see the sheer excitement in his big, doe eyes. You can’t say no to him – ever.

“Yes.”

Your body instantly freezes when the cold whipped cream hits your sensitive folds. Jungkook releases a mixture of a hum and a moan, eyes totally fixated on you and your sweet reactions. He drops the can somewhere and hooks his arms around your thighs.

He pulls your body closer, making you gasp. The anticipation in your body grows bigger each second.

Prodding his tongue out, of course, Jungkook decides to tease you. He licks everywhere aside from the place where you needed him the most. He presses his wet tongue against your inner thighs, leaving a trail of saliva. His ears perk up when he hears you mewl, making him smile.

“Where do you want my tongue?” he asks quietly, almost barely audible.

“What?” you groan, “On my fucking pussy, obviously.” You kick your legs, letting him know your frustration.

But Jungkook wants you to work for it.

“Beg.” He demands, kissing your inner thighs. “Beg for it. Look at me and fucking beg for it.”

As if a switch has been turned on, a trail of desperate ‘please’ leaves your mouth. Your hips continue to buck up as you plead desperately for his tongue. Jungkook, after a while, accepts and dives into your pussy.

He just knows how to drive you wild. His broad tongue licks the cream off with each flick. Jungkook hums in delight and spreads your legs wider. Throwing your head back, you grab ahold of his hair.

“So fucking good, oh my god,” he moans; forehead furrowing. He sucks on your pussy lips and drags his wet mouth all over your cunt, relishing in you. He gulps down the medley of your arousal and the whipped cream down his throat, closing his eyes in delight.

He laps up his tongue on your clit, flicking the sensitive bud at lightspeed. Jungkook had to force your hips back down, even though your squeals and squirms shamelessly made his dick harder than it already was.  

Catching his breath, you see that there was a little bit of cream on his chin. You giggle, placing an index finger between your teeth. With your face flushed, you urged him to continue.

“You’re a cute little minx, baby. We should’ve done this sooner. Pussy tastes sweeter than it already is.”  

scronch 🥺

[ 09:30 ] Hwang Hyunjin

“Hyu-Hyunjin, I still have classes.”, you managed to breathe out, voice shaky and moany. Your boyfriend, seemingly unbothered by your concern as well as the professors voice sounding through the laptop, continued drawing circles onto your clothed clit, his lips torturing your neck in the most beautiful way.

“Mhh, but you look so damn good in my hoodie, so tiny, princess.”

Your back arched at his words, the hem of his hoodie scrunching up along your body, the hood - that Hyunjin so badly wanted to put over your head before - covered your eyes due to your many movements, the huge cloth swallowing your whole. You tried to squirm away from the male’s touch, knowing that you should be present in the online class going on in the background, knowing that you should listen to pass your exams. But Hyunjin had other plans as he pushed your panties to the side slightly, connecting his cold, delicate fingers with your sensitivity, causing you to whine out pathetically and grab onto his shoulders with force. You so much hoped that you were muted, that no one in your class was able to hear what was going on inside the four walls of your bedroom.

“I couldn’t care less about your classes, baby. I wanna ruin you, wanna fuck you dumb while you’re wearing my hoodie, while you look so cute and small, princess.”

I am crying 🥺😭😭😭

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synopsis: › there’s an obvious difference between being solely fuck buddies and fuck buddies who are slowly getting emotionally attached to one another. unfortunately for you and jimin, it seems like you’re falling in the second category. so, what’s the solution to not be in that kind set-up anymore? you stop being friends with benefits, of course. and for jimin, that means you don’t see each other for sex anymore. you actually move forward and date for real.

pairing: jimin x reader

word count: 7.1k

rating: 18+

content: fluff | smut | friends with benefits au | established relationship au | college au | romcom-ish | this is just a very light fic tbh, kinda feels like pwp or fluff without plot sjdjsk | yn and jimin are plainly just head over heels for each other | we’re highlighting the beauty of ✨ communication ✨ | tHIS IS ALSO A VERY SELF-INDULGENT FIC THERE I SAID IT !!

warning/s: swearing | sexual jokes & banters | explicit mature scenes | dirty talk | fingering | finger sucking | hand job | oral (f. receiving) | protected sex | vanilla sex

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It’s a simple distress call, a simple code that you and Jimin created to know when to help the other was they were in need, a simple combination of numbers that when typed and sent to the other party, would be fully understood as three simple words—no further explanation needed, no more questions asked.

I’m legit horny.

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