Who Gave Him Permission To Be This Fucking Hot?

Best Friends Forever

Summary: After yet another unsuccessful date, you’re back at your best friend’s house, hoping he can mend your aching heart, the way he always does.

Word Count: 1.7k

Pairing: Onew x Reader

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Smut, Fluff.

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You step out of the taxi, shivering in the cold breeze as you jog up to the front door of your best friend’s house. You knock on the hardwood, and wait only a moment for the door to open. You’re met with his beautiful smile, and wide open arms that you step into for a hug.

“Another bad date?” Jinki asks you, ushering you in out of the cold.

After shutting the door, he takes your jacket from you, and you kick off your shoes before following him into the living room. On the coffee table are two steaming hot cups of tea, and you reach out to take one, grateful for how much Jinki cares about you.

“Always,” You sigh, blowing gently into your mug before taking a sip.

Jinki sits beside you, taking his own drink before he responds to what you just said.

“You always pick the wrong men.” He observes, eyeing you as you raise a brow at him.

He isn’t wrong though, this has become a ritual for you. Finding someone on a dating app, going out for a first date, the date being a failure, and then you turn up at your best friend’s house to vent out your frustrations, every single time. Jinki is always there, waiting for you with tea, an ear to listen, and a shoulder to cry on when it is all too much.

“I’m never going to find love, Jinki.” You say, exasperated.

You promised yourself that you wouldn’t cry tonight, but of course you failed at that. The kind man sitting across from you reaches out to cup your cheek, brushing away your tears.

“Sometimes exactly what you need is right in front of you.” He says.

You cock your head to the side, resting further into his palm, as you try to understand what he just said to you.

“What?” You ask.

Jinki places his cup back down on the coffee table, and takes his hand to your other cheek. His hand is warm, and you nuzzle into it, feeling comfort as it radiates from him.

“Surely you feel it, too.” He says.

You see a blush run to his cheeks, as he averts your gaze. He smiles, and you can tell that he wishes to hide, but he doesn’t move his hands away from you as he patiently waits for your reply.

You ponder his words, and you slowly come to the realisation that he is right. Your beautiful, handsome, kind best friend, is always there for you, always catching you when you fall, patiently waiting, for you to fall for him too.

“I love you.” He says.

Your words catch in your throat at his sudden confession, completely taken aback. Sure, you’ve said those three words to each other a thousand times, but you know that this time he means a different kind of love.

“Jinki, I—“ You start.

“May I kiss you?” He interrupts.

You giggle at this, as butterflies begin to flutter in your stomach. This is the feeling you had been looking for, on all of your failed dates, Jinki was right, what you were looking for was right in front of you all along.

“You may.” You reply.

Jinki leans forward, pulling you closer at the same time to kiss you, for the first time in the many years you have been friends, he kisses you. With a passion and force that indicates to you just how long he has waited to do this, patiently standing on the sidelines, waiting for you to come home to him, waiting for you to realise that you feel the same way about him as he does about you.

“You’re so beautiful.” He sighs, as he breaks apart from your embrace.

It feels empty without him, you whine in discontent, which makes him chuckle, and lean back in to kiss you again. This time your kiss lasts longer, this time with tongue, your hands move to the back of his neck, begging him closer to you, wanting to make up for lost time.

“Don’t stop.” You whisper.

Jinki hums in response, moving a hand from your cheek to your waist, holding you tight, with each passing second your embrace grows hotter, desperation begins to seep through to your bones. You can’t remember the last time you got laid, or the last time you even wanted to, but with Jinki’s hands exploring your body, you are wanting, you are wanting so bad.

You trace your fingernails down Jinki’s back, finding purchase at the hem of his shirt. He gasps in surprise as you tug at it, though he lifts his arms so that you can pull his shirt over his head. You’ve seen him shirtless before, too, but this is different, you see him in a whole new light. Defined muscle, the man is so active, you find yourself staring in awe at him, before he distracts you with yet another kiss.

Your kisses deepen, Jinki’s hands move to explore your legs, exposed in the short dress you’re wearing, goosebumps raise on your skin as he touches you. You can feel that he is trying to resist, worried that he is moving too fast, but that’s not true for you at all, it’s not fast enough, you want him now, you need him now.

You take the lead, knowing that Jinki is only hesitating because he is afraid, your hands race to the waistband of his sweats. You hook your fingers around the elastic and Jinki lifts himself up so that you can pull the material down over his perfect legs.

“Are you okay?” You ask, moving to straddle his legs.

You can feel Jinki’s hardness, the man is desperate for you, but still trying to resist.

“I just... are you sure this isn’t too fast?” He asks.

You sigh, though of course you think it is sweet that he is apprehensive, but the longer this takes, the less nervous you are, and the more frustrated you are instead.

“Lee Jinki, I promise this isn’t too fast. Please, I want this, I want you.” You assure him.

Jinki kisses you again, he moves his hands from your waist to your ass, pulling you closer to him, sighing in content as he squeezes your plump flesh through the material of the dress you are wearing.

“Can I take this off?” He asks, indicating towards the fabric clinging to your body.

“Stop asking, just do.” You whine.

You rest up on your knees, as Jinki tugs the dress up and over your hips, and you raise your arms up for him to pull the material further, up and over your head, leaving you in only your bra and panties. A matching set, always in hope that your date would have been a success, but it was not, and it turns out that this is even better.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Jinki says.

His hands are on your back, unclasping your bra and pulling the lace from your skin. You lean further into him, your bodies connected fully, apart from the fabric keeping your core and his hardon apart. You grind your hips down into him, he moans into your mouth between kisses, slowly coming to accept that you too, want him in the way that he does you.

“Can I— wait...” Jinki stutters, remembering your words from only minutes ago, ‘stop asking, just do’, he stands from the sofa, and bends down to grab you under your thighs.

You wrap your legs around him as he stands, and kiss him, all over his face, his neck, breathing deeply into his ear as you nibble on his earlobe, while he steps you through the doorway into his bedroom. He carefully places you down on the mattress, and you stifle a gasp as he steps back to pull your panties down your legs.

“Fuck, you have no fucking idea how long I have wanted this.” Jinki says.

He removes his own underwear, freeing his too-hard cock from the fabric, you can tell how needy he is, red, leaking pre-cum as he positions himself between your legs.

“Umm... how do you... how do you like it?” He asks nervously.

“You’re so fucking cute, Jinki, just fuck me, I just want you to fuck me.” You whine.

Jinki spits into his hand, taking it to his cock to slick himself up, then hurriedly lining himself up with you, though he waits until you nod before he pushes through past your entrance, tight, not ready, but fucking needy, worth the pain to have your best friend, and now admitted lover, deep inside of you.

Jinki’s moans mix a perfect harmony with yours, as you’re both lost in the moment, the sex is soft, sensual, as your gentle best friend makes love to you, kissing you, wanting to learn all the things about you that he doesn’t already know. He traces your curves, dips, memorising every blemish, stretch mark, all of the things that you would refer to as imperfections, though to him, they are the opposite, perfect, all of you to him is perfect.

“Jagi-ya...” He starts, gripping tight to your hips, forcing himself deeper into you with each thrust, you see stars, you’re already so close to release.

“Yes?” You ask him, staring up with wide eyes as he moves a hand to your clit, teasing you with his thumb.

Jinki kisses you again, loving the way you twitch under the pressure he puts on you, loving the way that you begin to unravel. You know that this is what he wants from you, and you know that surely he is close, too, so you let go, you don’t hold back. You clench involuntarily around his cock, your moans become whines as your body is rocked by him.

“I love you, Jinki.” You say.

This tips the man over the edge, his movements stutter as he clumsily thrusts, splattering your insides with his hot filthy seed, he kisses you over and over until he has no more to give, then he stops to pull out of you, staring deep into your eyes.

“I love you, too.” He replies.

Entanglement: Part 1

Entanglement: (m) Namjin x Reader

Word count: 5.4k

Genre/warnings: Polyamory, smut, dirty talk

This isn’t very long because I wanted the second part to go into more detail and whatnot but enjoy :)

Parts: one | two 

It was quite an interesting life you led. You were dating Kim Namjoon, a young successful writer who had his own publishing company. He was dashing and smart who treated you like a queen. People knew you had met him from your current boss Kim Seokjin. He was handsome and sexy, kind of an asshole but for some reason that worked for him. They had met in college, hating each other, competing against each other for grades, girlfriends, money, anything with an eyesight of each other. That was until one day they were assigned to be partners for a project in class. They had fought against it but surprisingly to them, they ended up liking each other. So much so that they ended up in bed together even more than that, they’ve been dating since.

No one knew though, except for some friends and family. They like to keeping it to themselves. They of course, didn’t want people defining them because of it or people thinking they couldn’t do their jobs because of it.

Jin was your boss at an accounting firm. Although you thought he could be a model. He barely ever paid attention to you when you first started but that didn’t stop you from looking at him from afar, boss or not.

One late night, when you had been unfairly given way too much paperwork because you were new, you went to put them on Jin’s secretary’s desk so she could send them out first thing Monday morning. Once you laid most of them on the desk you were caught off guard by a strange noise coming from Jin’s office. You were flipping through the paperwork, trying to ignore the different noises.  

You didn’t think anyone else was here so you were slightly scared. Although you wanted to run you couldn’t help but wonder what it was. What if Mr. Kim was choking and needed saving? Or was upset and needed a kind shoulder to cry on? You couldn’t help but want him to like you. He was your boss for god sake, your beautiful, shrill boss. You didn’t know why but you craved it. If he even look that you just walking by you would end up thinking about it all day.

When you walked up a couple of stairs to his office and slightly opened the door, what you didn’t expect was for Mr. Kim to be naked, pounding a tall blonde man who is shouting, “Hyung please!” If you thought about it, you could still hear his plea so clearly in your ears. You could still see them so vividly while you were frozen at the door.

Seokjin standing over the man as he held his hips slowly thrusting and teasing him as a smirk played upon his full lips. His tanned skin dripping with sweat as he slow fucked the gorgeous man underneath him. The paler man was lying forward across the desk, holding onto it for dear life.

They’re grunts and moans filled the room and you were dripping as you were standing still. Not wanting to take your eyes off the beautiful scene. Suddenly, one particularly hard thrust sent you gasping for more and sent both sets of eyes flying to the source. Your eyes widened as the blonde man, being fucked doggy styles did too. On the other hand, Jin just darkly smiled as he moved quicker inside the young man, watching you.

You moaned innocently before the younger man called you to come join and you got scared. You couldn’t help me drop your papers you had forgotten to put on the desk and run. You grabbed your purse as you ran to your car, driving as fast as you ever had, home. You didn’t know why he beckoned you. You didn’t know why you want to do or why you hadn’t.

All you did know was come Monday you would definitely be fired. All weekend Jin and that man was the only thing you could think about or touch yourself to. Your roommate was worried about you but you didn’t care, you were too freaked out. You wondered why you had to be that nosy. Why you had to go check on the noise. You were normally never like that. You never investigated, if you heard something you ran. So what was it about that night?

You stayed in your room and when Monday came it was all you could do to not call in sick. You didn’t though, you held your head up high and when you got to work the blonde man was leaning against your desk. You swallowed hard, just the sight of him made you wet again even if he wasn’t begging for Jin. You breathed out and closed your eyes for a moment before mustering up the slightest courage to walk over to your desk. Flashes of that night were bouncing through your head, making it harder and harder for your wobbly legs to make their way over to him.

The man was faced the opposite direction, looking for you as you quietly set your stuff down. You cleared your throat as to finally get his attention. When he ended up turning around his startled face became one of playfulness. You couldn’t help but stare at the handsome figure as his dimples made their way onto his sculpted face. You innocently stared at him as he fully turned to you. Your sharp intake of breath made him chuckle, “Wow, Jin mentioned you were stunning but you truly are gorgeous.”

“What?” you didn’t know if you were still asleep and a fantasy was coming true or if this was a sick joke that would cost your your job and add humiliation to your name. His eyes widened as a smirk still played on his lips, as if he wondered why you’d speak to him so informally. “I’m sorry, I- I don’t know what to say.”

You were embarrassed at the way he looked at you like prey. People were starting to look a the two of you. Everyone knew that he was Mr. Kim’s friend. He would stop by a lot and you had seen him once or twice in passing. “Just take the compliment, lamb.” You just stared at him as he called you the innocent pet name. “You look like such a good little girl.” Your breath then got caught in your throat at his words.

His jaw tightened, so turned on by your innocence. “You caught Jin and I the other night, didn’t you?” All you could do was nod your head. “Awe, speak lamb.”

You could feel yourself shaking. “I didn’t mean to, I promise!” You said quietly, still trying to get your point across.

“Hey, hey.” The man stood up as he put a hand on your shoulder. He was so tall, thin but muscular. He seemed so kind but then could ruin your body in an instant. You pushed those thoughts aside. “He’s not going to fire me is he? Really, I didn’t mean to. I would never tell anyone, I prom-”

“How do you feel about two men?”

You tried to catch her breath from your early please, “I think it’s fine. I don’t care who you love or who you fuck.” You said quietly, looking around hoping no one could hear you or see how scared you were.

“I mean you being with two men.” Namjoon smiled and bit his lip.

You looked back up at him, confused. “What, I’m sorry… I don’t understand.”

Namjoon’s soft smile was small, “Come to Jin’s office in three minutes.” You started to object but he walked away, going up and into Jin’s office. Most people were watching him, then looking at you.

Your friend Kate came over to you quickly, “Are you alright? What did Mr. Kim’s friend want from you?” She eyed his office door, “He’s really hot.”

“I don’t know.” You tried to play it off. You put your stuff away before having to go into Jin’s office.

“Uh, yeah right. Seriously what did he want?”

“Kate, I don’t know. He told me Jin wanted to see me, okay? I don’t know what it’s about.” You wanted her to just go to her desk so you could walk to Jin’s office and calm down. You are already freaked out enough, you didn’t need her breathing down your neck.

Suddenly Jimin walked up, “Hey ladies. Y/N, what did Mr. Kim’s friend want?”

“I don’t know! Christ sake.” You whisper yelled before you walked over, walking up the couple of stairs, to Jin’s office before knocking. “Come in!” You heard as you took a deep breath, trying not to stumble in as you walked through the door.

“Close the door and have a seat.” Jin said, standing behind his chair. The other man leaning against a side table with mixtures of alcohol on it.

“Yes, Mr. Kim.” You did as he said, closing the door.

“Oh, I like that,” The blonde man said looking at Jin.

“Y/N, this is my friend Kim Namjoon. I believe you’ve already met.”

You sat, “We have.” You smiled and nodded politely to him and Namjoon smiled, I want her Jin.“

“Namjoon, shut up and sit down.” Jin rolled his eyes.

You sat up, feeling like the soft plush chair could eat you whole as the two beautiful blonde Kim’s stared at you. Namjoon crossed his legs and folded his hands nicely as he stared at you and then he looked at Jin.

You nervously bit your lip as Jin finally spoke, moving around his chair. “Miss Y/L/N,” he slowly sat in his huge chair, still intimidating you. “You found Mr. Kim and I and in… well in compromising position last Friday-”

“I swear I didn’t mean to, really. I will never tell a soul, I promise.” Your body felt like it was going into shock. You feel the tears threatened to spell, ready to make you look weak. Your lips started to tremble before Jin spoke again.

“Please, don’t interrupt. I know you won’t… i’ve been watching you since you started. You’re a good little worker, no doubt you’re loyal.” You nodded as he continued, “You’re not in trouble, alright. I just wanted to make that clear.”

“Thank you, Mr. Kim. I promise it won’t happen again.” You figured that was probably the end of the conversation. So you started to rise out of your chair as Jin then finished his sentence, “I mean, if you did there is an offer for you to join us.” You had never fallen back so quickly.

Namjoon chuckled slightly, “You’re scaring her my prince.”

“Well, I don’t know how else to make it clear without her wanting to get HR involved.” Jin huffed, “Remember, we’ve only had one other person fully in this relationship.“

"I know, but the look in her eyes when she saw us-” Namjoon started.

“What the hell are you two talking about?” You said out of the blue, making both men turn to you, shocked. You hated being the center of attention, and the main point of conversation and having no clue what people were talking about.

“Excuse me,” Jin stated.

Namjoon smiled, “Jin and I have been together for a long time. We love each other and also like bringing other people… well into the mix.” You swallowed hard, slightly turned getting wet from his words. “The way you looked at last night was more than arousal. It seemed like you almost wanted to join.” Namjoon waited for an answer but you just looked at him instead, leaning closer to you, “I want to give you that, I want you. Even just for a night.”

You heard his words, looking at Jin who was waiting for an answer. To be honest he didn’t think you’d agree.

“I don’t think I could just have sex with you. Especially someone who is my boss.” There was no doubt you wanted to do this but it seemed like a trick. Then again, at least this way you’d be even with Jin and he couldn’t fire you, if you did… at least you’d hoped. No denying you had always wanted to be in a threesome, and this way was even better, with two highly respected young men. Hell, you’d just watch the two of them fuck again, it had been all you thought about and this would consume your thoughts if you didn’t do it. You doubted you would get any bonus points with Jin from this anyway. He was such a dick sometimes he wouldn’t bat an eye at you afterwards. Maybe that was comforting to you, to know that he wouldn’t dangle this in front of you if you did it.

“How about dinner?” Jin said suddenly.

“Dinner?” You asked curiously.

“Yes,” he said, seeming quite bored. “Have dinner with us and maybe you’ll want to come home with us and get your brains fucked out afterwards.” He said those few words so calmly and you were so turned on that your legs instantly pressed together. Namjoon caught sight of that and he smiled, “I think that’s a yes.”

“Y/N,” Namjoon called for you, pulling you out of your memories. “Yes Joonie?” You yelled back. “Come to bed, please.” He sounded needy. You smile to yourself, turning the TV off. Needy Namjoon was a sight, he was your favorite. When he was needy he put all his focus on you and Jin. You walked down the hall, getting to your bedroom in your shared apartment. Namjoon was in his usual spot in the middle of the California king bed with red silk sheets, Jin’s favorite, speaking of, “Where’s Oppa?” You asked as you stood at the door.

“He’s in the shower. Come on baby, I’ve missed you. I’ve barely gotten to see you today.” Namjoon said, sitting up.

You slowly walked towards him, “That’s not true. You ate me out on the couch while Jin watched and touched himself.” You stopped at the foot of the bed.

“Mh, it seems like I do remember that happening.” He slowly crawled towards you on the bed, stopping before your lips met. “How good was I?” He asked, raising his eyebrows for your answer.

You made a face as you answered, “Well…”

“Oh no you didn’t,” Namjoon kissed you quickly before setting up, grabbing you and throwing you on the bed, making you laugh. He was only in his boxers and his beautiful pale body pinned you down. You were only in a black t-shirt that was actually Jin’s and matching black panties. Jin liked when you or Namjoon wore his clothes, it was a sign you were his. Namjoon liked that to but he also enjoyed marking you and Jin.

You kissed and rolled around in the bed for a little bit, touching and moaning. You couldn’t believe you had been in this relationship for two years. You are more than in love with both of them. Of course they had only ever had one other person in a relationship like this and each other. You didn’t know a lot about it except that it was a boy. Jin was really fond of him but that was a long time ago and he didn’t last as long as you. There was one photo of him and it was in Jin’s home office but you had only ever been allowed in there once since he kept it locked. You’d see in the picture and just knew. Jin had seen you looking and ordered you out, he didn’t talk to you for days after that. It wasn’t until you had thrown yourself at him, begging for him, that he had given you a second look.

You know they loved you but you were never sure how much sometimes. Although you knew Namjoon loved you more, way more. He was open about that sort of thing.

After Jin got out of the shower he joined the two of you in bed. He was wet and yet so beautifully striking in his white shirt that clung to him and his blue boxers. You had ended up sitting on Namjoon’s face as he ate you out again, watching Jin blow Namjoon. Something about Jin’s lips, even Namjoon’s, had you wet. Watching them around Namjoon’s cock was like an out of body experience.

After that you are cleaned up and got in bed together. You were on the left side of Namjoon who was always mostly in the middle, unless you snuck in so you could be between both men. Jin was on his usual side, the right, close to the bathroom door. You could hear them both snoring softly which made you smile, yet you couldn’t sleep.

You looked over at Namjoon, watching his chest move up and down slightly. Looking up at his soft sleeping face. The great thing about Namjoon publicly being your boyfriend was that when he came to visit you were allowed to stop working to be with him. You guessed it was also perks of dating your boss. You could see the way people looked at you, jealous, dating the boss’s best friend. Everyone thought Jin was biased of you because of that, if they only knew.

You felt powerful and alluring having these two men. You were afraid it wouldn’t last long because of your jealousy but you were very in love with both of them and you had fallen hard for both of them. You love being around Jin all day. He wasn’t lovey-dovey and he still treated you like someone who worked for him. Although sometimes you would slip and almost call him his nickname. “Oppa?- shit I mean, Mr. Kim.”

“Y/N, you better be glad no one else is in here.” He rolled his eyes but the truth was he loved that name. He had chosen that for you to call him in and out of bed. The same for Namjoon except he liked being called daddy sometimes and Jin never wanted to call him that.

“Sorry Op- Jin, fuck Mr.-”

“Fuck me, get on my desk. Ass in the air… Now, I don’t have all day.”

Although it was your favorite when Jin would slip up and would want you at work. You couldn’t read Jin like you could Namjoon. Jin seemed so put together but some days he was so needy for you and Namjoon.

Your remember the first time Jin had ever broken down and brought you into his office. You had been in the relationship with them for six months. Namjoon had given you and told you to wear these panties he had gotten you online, panties with a vibrating attachment in them. But what you didn’t know was that he had given the remote to Jin. All day Jin had watched you and messed with you, smiling from his office. You couldn’t take it, it was almost lunch and you had come three times already, rushing to the bathroom to clean yourself off each damn time.

Jin knew, he loved it. He loved that he didn’t even have to touch you to make you come. He had even called you on the phone and told you what a dirty little girl you were, making you come again, before he hung up and went back to work.

You aren’t even too sure if he actually liked you or not but later that day when people started leaving you felt your underwear start the vibrate against you again. You were kind of glad you could see him from your desk. He smirked and you bit your lip. You wanted to fight back so you pushed your work aside and moved your hand down to your skirt. He watched curiously as your pushed your skirt up and back, rubbing your panties harder against yourself as you close your eyes, moving your legs wide open so you could get a better feel.

Your phone ringing brought you back out of your trance. You quickly used your hands that was gripping your desk to answer, “Hello?” You said a little raspy.

“Get your ass in here now!” He said into the phone as the vibrator turned off, making you whine and Jin hung up.

You saw Jin get up as he closed his blinds. You said goodbye to your friends, Jimin and Kate, as you fixed your skirt, took a deep breath and walking up to his office, lightly knocking on the door. “Come in,” was said loudly. You opened and closed the door slowly, “Lock it.” Jin stated as he spoke again, pacing back and forth “That’s right Joon, she’s been quite the bad girl today.”

Your eyes widened as he motioned with his finger for you to come over to him quickly. You try to hide how excited you were and you practically skipped over to him as he quickly so you want his desk before you could say anything. Jin pushed his chair out of the way as he sat you on his desk in front of him.

“Oh, she has?” You heard Namjoon’s voice over speakerphone.

In the six months that you had been dating them you had never gotten to fool around with Jin alone. Of course you had kissed and innocently touched but then Namjoon would you get there and things would quickly escalate. You had often been alone with Namjoon when you would come and visit them at their penthouse. You knew Namjoon was still there on the phone but he wasn’t there physically.

“Tell him,” Jin said, looking down at you with his blond hair parted the way you liked. Just the slightest bit was in his eyes.

“Daddy, I was a bad girl.” you said looking straight into Jin’s eyes.

“My baby girl was bad? What did she do?” Namjoon asked.

“Tell him,” Jin retorted.

You softly pushed Jin’s hair out of his eye. “I touched myself at my desk for Oppa, in front of everyone. I also came a couple times without permission.”

Jin’s jaw was tightened as you said those words, looking at him. You wanted him to be weak for you like he was for Namjoon. You opened her legs, “I’m ready to come again, if Jin will let me.” You said innocently with a pout.

“Fuck,” Jin said quietly. Your hand grabbed his bringing it to touch your heat. “Don’t you see how much I need you?” You asked.

“Jesus, I wish I was there.” Namjoon said through the phone.

Jin kept his eyes on you as you guided his hand against yourself, moving your panties to the side. “She’s fucking wet, Joon, she’s soaking.”

“Shit,” you heard Namjoon shuffle and his pants unbuttoned.

“You want me, don’t you?” Jin asked and you’re nodded. 

“I do, Oppa, please. You’ve been teasing me all day. Fuck me into this desk.”

“Christ Jin, fuck her. You’ve been toying with her all day.” Namjoon said as he started slowly stroking himself. Putting his own phone on speaker and setting it down on his desk.

Jin just stared at you, “You really want me? Tell me how badly.”

“Yes, tell Oppa, baby. If you do a good job I know Jin will fuck you hard like you want. Tell him what you like.” Namjoon sat back in his chair, ready to listen.

You looked at the phone as Namjoon spoke. Once he was done you looked back up at Jin, “Jin, i’ve needed you all day. Every time I’ve come I’ve thought about you fucking me while Namjoon fucked you or also fucked me.” You saw Jin try to compose himself as you continued. “It all felt so good,” you whined. “But my fingers couldn’t suffice for your big cock. I need you, Jin so badly. It’s so hard to work with you every day and not want you to just screw me in the next week.”

“God,” Jin grunted as he pulled you closer to the edge of the desk.

“She likes to be fucked with her clothes on, Jin. It makes her feel like you can’t wait enough.” Namjoon panted.

Jin ripped open your shirt, not even sorry he did as you gasped. He helped you push your skirt up above your thighs as he moved your panties to the side. You started kissing him as you both unbuttoned his shirt and undid his belt and pants. You push them down as he positioned himself and thrusted hard, into you. Your hands were all over his chest as you could hear Namjoon moaning over the phone.

Jin pulled back, “Shit, she’s real nice and tight around my cock, Joon. Do we not fuck her enough?”

“Goddamnit, I’m so pissed I’m not there. Choke her for being a bad girl, my prince.”

“With pleasure,” Jin smiled as his hand moved from your hip to your throat, slightly holding onto it as his other hand held your hip as he pounded into you. Your one hand flew from the desk to hold his alarm, helping steady yourself.

“Jin,” you could barely get out.

“What? It feels good doesn’t it? Oppa’s dick always feels good, doesn’t it? Namjoon, I wish you were here to fuck me and see how well Y/N is taking my cock.”

That imagery made you and Namjoon moan out loudly. “I get to fuck you extra hard tonight for torturing me like this.”

“Yes,” Jin said as his thrusts didn’t let out. He felt so good inside of you, thrusting back and forth. He let go of your throat as he put his hand in the back of your hair, pulling you closer to him. “Yes, fuck yes Oppa. Daddy it feels so good!” You screamed out as you pulled Jin closer to you and your fingernails ran down his back.

“Fuck, baby. You’re close aren’t you?” Jin stated.

“I am, please help me come. I need it so badly,” you begged.

“I don’t know,” Jin pulled you back to look at him. He started slowing down but every other thrust was jolting you forward.

“Oh god,” you cried, “please!”

“Joon, what do you think? I mean she’s come so many times today. Even without our permission…”

“Let her come, baby. I mean you’ve been torturing her with that remote all day. I remember when you did the same to me. We can punish her later.”

“Please,” you looked up Jin with your plea. Wanting to hear about that story later.

“Thank daddy for letting you come.” Jin told you.

Jin never really liked calling him that when he did it really was a struggle for you because it sounded so much better coming off his lips. “Thank you, thank you daddy for letting Oppa make me come!”

“That’s my good girl. Alright, we’re are close. Fuck her Jin, make her come hard all over you.” Namjoon said and you could hear him stroking himself so fast. Jin held onto you tightly as his hips quickly and a radically moved. He was hitting that spot inside of you over and over again that made you scream.

You held onto Jin you has he grunted and released inside of you as you came around him, pulling him down for a kiss. You panted in his mouth as his tongue entered yours. “Mh, that’s right, come for Oppa.” Jin moaned as you heard Namjoon choke on a grunt as he came. Your eyes had rolled back into your head as you came and came down from your high. Your eyes shut as you laid there on Jin’s desk. Jin pulled out of you, making you whine. “Joon, we’ll see you at home.” Jin said before hanging up. “Fix your clothes and let’s go home.” He was buttoning his shirt back up and tucking it in his pants.

You sat up a little too quickly. He was so abrupt, you never know what he was thinking. You fixed yourself, buttoning your shirt and fixing your panties and skirt. You rushed out, going to your desk and grabbing your purse and belongings. Not knowing if ‘home’ meant going to your own or going to his. You just really wanted to see Namjoon right now.

When you got out to the parking garage you started to walk to your car. “Where are you going?”

“To my car. You said to go home….”

“Yeah, I meant…” he stopped and sighed, walking abruptly toward you. “Move in with us.”

“What?” You laughed slightly and his jaw tightened. “I’m sorry, but it’s only been six months Jin.”

“You don’t think I know that? The penthouse Namjoon and I have is way better than that shitty little apartment you share with someone, I’m sure.”

He made a good point but you shook your head. This relationship is already so new to you. Moving in with two men who had already been together for so long? “Come on, Namjoon already bitches that I get to see you more than he does. You would get to come home to both of us this way.”

You eyed him for a moment, "Jin are you sure?” You were already so in love with both of them. You wanted to be closer to them anyway and in a slight way you were always jealous that they got to see each other and sleep in the same bed. You did love their place though…

Although you never imagined in a million years Jin would be the one to ask you to move in. You figured it would be Namjoon. He had already told you he loved you, he wanted you around and you knew that.

“Y/N,” you heard your name. “Y/N,” it was echoing, you knew it was Jin’s voice though. “Y/N!”

You were snapped out of your thoughts, realizing you were sitting at the kitchen island with tea in front of you and Jin looking at you. “What are you doing up?”

“I couldn’t sleep. What about you?”

“Same as you. Is that tea?” He nodded to your cup.

“Yeah, hot water is on the stove.”

“Great,” you heard him say as he walked over to it. You heard the pouring of the water as the box of tea was open and shuffled around before Jin closed it and put it up. “What were you thinking about?” He asked as he moved around the island to sit in front of you.

“When you asked me to move in… why did you?” You said down your tea quietly.

He answered you before blowing on his tea, “I wanted you here, is that so hard to believe?” He grab the sugar and a spoon before sitting back down.

“Just… I remember the look in your eyes so clearly.”

He stirred the sugar in his tea, “I realized I was in love with you.” He still wasn’t looking at you and that bothered you.

“Is that true?”

He looked up at you, tapping the spoon on the side of the cup before dropping the spoon, “Why would I lie?”

“I don’t know Jin, that’s why i’m asking.” You said calmly as he looked irritated.

His face was stern, speaking before he took a sip, “I’m not lying.” He put the tea down, looking at you as you sipped yours. “You let me fuck you without Namjoon there, he was on the phone, but that’s beside the point.” He breathed out, “I remember that day very clearly. I wanted you very damn badly and you didn’t seem like you are afraid of me like you used to be. I knew you liked Namjoon more and that’s hard for me. I like being the favorite. You were just so… good. I knew I loved you and I wanted to keep you around. Now here we are two years later.”

You smiled at him before another voice startled you. “Here you guys are. I woke up alone.” Namjoon walked in the kitchen, kissing Jin before going to the refrigerator. He got out some water before downing the whole thing, walking over to you. “My little lamb wasn’t clinging to my side like usual.” You finished your tea, pushing it to the side while Namjoon picked you up, “Come back to bed, both of you.”

You giggled, holding onto him as Jin smiled. “Get your asses into bed and start preparing each other. I need both of you.”

You and Namjoon looked at each other before he held onto you tighter and raced into the bedroom.

Them: What makes you happy?

Me:

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I WANT TO KISS THE PHOTOGRAPHER

A Weekend on Jeju (M)

Summary: Namjoon asks you to accompany him on a weekend vacation so he won’t be alone, and you decide to use it as an opportunity to confront him about the steamy moment you shared a few months ago, but can you work up the courage?

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Genre: Smut, fluff

Word Count: 10.7k

TW: swearing, Namjoon cooking, flirting/teasing, confusing kisses, mixed signals, insinuated masturbation, shower scene, biting, oral, cunnilingus, dirty talk, fluffy sex, squirting

You stretch as your eyes flutter open, feeling well relaxed after your nap in such a comfortable bed. Wait a minute. Bed? You shoot up and look around. You have no idea where you are, or a better yet, where your pants are, because they aren’t on your legs like they were this morning. The last thing you remember is being in the van. You had just gotten off the boat and were on your way to the house you were staying at on Jeju.

You look around the room to see light streaming in the open windows, a light breeze blowing the curtains, your luggage placed neatly at the end of the bed. You hop up and walk over to the sliding glass door adjacent to you, opening it to be instantly greeted by the smell of salt water and the sound of crashing waves. You walk out onto the deck as the warmth of the afternoon sun envelops you. You walk to the edge and lean over the bannister, smiling when you see exactly how close you are to the water.

“Wow.” You breathe out, admiring the scenery around you. You thought places like this only existed in movies.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” A familiar voice behind you interrupts your thoughts.

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You’re being weird today. And do you like it? KinnPorsche: The Series (2022) dir. Khom Kongkiat

Masterlist

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Personal faves - ♡

BOY GROUPS:

Seokjin Scenarios:

Stay Quiet (ft. Yoongi) - smut

Just A Pretty Face - angst

Disobeying - smut

Hard Work - smut

Sharing Is Caring (ft. Jungkook) ~ Part 1 | Part 2 (ongoing) - smut (♡)

Curiosity ~ Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 (ongoing) - smut/angst (♡)

Yoongi Scenarios:

So Far Away - slight smut/angst

Workplace Fun - smut (♡)

Eyes Up - slight smut

Little? - suggested smut

You know what it does to me - smut

Birthday Celebrations - fluffy smut

Far From Innocent - smut/some fluff

You’re Mine - smut/slight angst (♡)

Hoseok Scenarios:

Look at the mirror, baby - smut

Too Bad, Too Sweet - slight smut/angst

Valentines Day - slight smut/angst

Another Fuck - smut (♡)

Taken - violence + gore

Burn - fluff

Purge Day (Jungkook centric) ~ Part 1 | Part 2 (ongoing) - angst/violence + gore/smut

Namjoon Scenarios:

Forget Me - slight fluff/angst

Rebound - smut/angst

In The Middle of Class - smut

Frustrations - slight angst/fluffy smut

Bad Timing - humour/fluff

Lingering Eyes - humour/fluff

Assets - suggestive/humour/fluff

Jimin Scenarios:

The Other One - smut/angst

Be a good girl for daddy, princess (ft. Taehyung) - smut

Mistakes - angst

Dinner Party - smut

First - smut/fluff

Shy - fluffy smut

Soft at Heart - fluffy smut/angst

Taehyung Scenarios:

Worth It - smut/angst

Be a good girl for daddy, princess (ft. Jimin) - smut

Rough - smut

Congratulations ~ Part 1 | Part 2 (ongoing) - smut

Camera ~ Part 1 | Part 2 (ongoing) - smut (♡)

Jungkook Scenarios:

Birthday Present - smut

Soft - fluff

Roommates Have Fun - smut

Would You Like To See - smut/fluff

Wanna Bet? - smut

Cutie Pie - suggestive/fluff

No Love ~ Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 (completed) - smut/angst

Purge Day (ft. Hoseok) ~ Part 1 | Part 2 (ongoing) - angst/violence + gore/smut

Sharing Is Caring (ft. Seokjin) ~ Part 1 | Part 2 (ongoing) - smut (♡)

Jinki Scenarios:

Did you touch yourself? - smut

Kibum Scenarios:

Baby Boy - smut (♡)

Minho Scenarios:

Bad Days, Good Days - fluff

Unfortunate (Taemin centeric) - angst

Taemin Scenarios:

Quiet - smut (♡)

Unfortunate (ft. Minho) - angst

Joonmyeon Scenario:

Ice Cream - smut (♡)

Chanyeol Scenario:

Daddy or Mummy - suggested smut

Jongdae Scenario:

No Food - fluff

Taekwoon Scenario:

Movie Dates - fluff

Hakyeon Scenario:

Redemption - fluff

Jaehwan Scenario:

Movie Dates - fluff

Wonshik Scenario:

Blood - smut

Hansol Scenario:

On The Couch - slight smut

GIRL GROUPS:

Hwasa:

No Secret - smut

(I’m slowly getting there with girl group scenarios y’all)

Personal faves - ♡

All of these works shown on this masterlist, are completely written by me. Please DO NOT repost onto other sites or even tumblr without any type of confirmation from me. If this is done, I will be taking action and reporting whoever has done so.

Onew Confession Smut

Finally, I’ve written the Onew request! Enjoy!

>> HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! - [Y/N] 09:57

You pressed the send button and smiled to yourself, taking another sip of your favourite morning tea and taking a bite of your toast. You hoped that today would be a lucky day, not just for your best friend Onew, but for yourself, too.

>> 고맙습니다! See you soon? :P - Onew 09:59

>> Yeah. Meet at the park? I’ll be on our bench in an hour. - [Y/N] 10:00

Jinki had been your best friend for as long as you could remember. He was the one person who had always been there for you. He always knew how to cheer you up, and was the most caring person you could ever think of. You did everything together. But, in the last few months, you’d realised that the feelings you felt for Jinki wasn’t just friendship. You felt something more.

Your heart would beat whenever he got close to you, and you would find yourself smiling every time your phone buzzed with a message from him. All these little things he did had eventually caused you to fall for him.

And today was the day you were going to tell him. The best thing that could happen would be if he felt the same way.

>> :) - Onew 10:00

You looked over at your carefully selected outfit that lay on your bed. You’d chosen to wear a white crop top with a pale pink oversized cardigan, and a casual pair of black skinny jeans. Completing the outfit with a long necklace and your Adidas, you looked at yourself in the mirror and sighed with satisfaction.

You then looked at the clock. It was 10:54. Grabbing your bag, Jinki’s present, and your keys, you left for the park.

It didn’t take you long to spot Jinki. He was already sat on the bench you two had claimed as yours as kids. There were still marks on the side of the peeling bench where you’d attempted to write your names that you’d barely just learned how to spell. Jinki was sat with his chin in his hand, and was scrolling down on his phone.

You decided to surprise him, and crept up behind him subtly. You then covered his eyes with your hands, and whispered, “Happy Birthday, ‘Ki,” into his ear. You heard Jinki gasp as he pulled your hands away from his eyes and held them. You walked around the bench and sat next to him, presenting the gift.

“Thanks, [Y/N]. That’s so nice of you!” Jinki laughed, opening up your present immediately. You stared into his eyes as he opened it, your heart pounding in your chest. The present was a picture frame of a picture that was taken of the both of you when you were 9 and 10 years old. It was yours and Jinki’s favourite picture, and he’d been asking for you to send it to him for ages now.

Jinki faced you and smiled softly. He wrapped his arms around you and held you close. The heat from his body radiated onto yours.

“Jinki,” you mumbled into the soft material of his coat.

Jinki pulled back and held you by your shoulders, still smiling. “Yeah?”

You gulped and felt your hands begin to shake. “Um, there’s actually another reason I asked you to meet me here,” you said, steadily. You’d practiced confessing to Jinki in front of your mirror several times with ease, but now that he was in front of you, fear had taken over you.

You couldn’t remember a time when you’d ever felt this nervous in the presence of your best friend, but now it felt like the first day you’d met him. When no words had come from your mouth for about a minute, you looked down into your lap, ashamed, and felt your cheeks get warm.

Suddenly, you felt your best friend’s comforting arms wrap around you once again. But this time they were more soothing, more loving. “It’s okay, [Y/N]. You know you can tell me anything.”

You looked up at Jinki and smiled nervously. After a deep breath, you squeezed your eyes shut and quickly said, “I know we’re friends, but for a long time now, I’ve actually felt something more than friendship. It’s just that… everything you do makes me so happy, and I’m more comfortable with you than I am with myself! I… I like you, Onew.” You felt yourself trail off at the end, and couldn’t bring yourself to look at Jinki for fear of what he might think.

“That’s a coincidence,” Jinki laughed softly, after a moment of silence. “Because I’ve actually liked you for a while, too.”

You looked up at Jinki, who was smiling. “You’re not just saying that?”

Jinki responded with a laugh and a shake of his head. He ran a hand through his fringe nervously, before taking your hands in his. They were warm, and soft. “Thank you,” he said, placing a kiss on your forehead. His kiss sent a fluttery feeling to your stomach, and your eyes made their way to Jinki’s lips. As if reading your mind, Jinki leant in to kiss you on the lips.

You gasped at the sudden action, but knew you could get used to this. The kiss turned from a soft one to a passionate one, and you were just about to wrap your arms around Jinki’s neck, when he pulled away unexpectantly.

“Hey,” Jinki said, panting a little. “We can, um, go to mine, if you’d like? It might be a bit more… private.”

You nodded and bit your lip in excitement.

Jinki’s apartment was just around the corner, and as soon as he unlocked the door and locked it again once you were inside, he threw his jacket onto the floor. Jinki led you up the stairs and to his bedroom, where you’d walked into just yesterday to play videogames.

Once the door was closed, Jinki stepped towards you and cupped your face in both his hands. His lips glided against yours gently and you parted your lips to allow entrance for his hot muscle to enter. It explored your warm, wet cavern, running across every surface possible.

Jinki then moved his hands from your cheeks to your sides, and he ran them up and down, suggesting that your clothes were going to be on the floor in a pile very, VERY soon. Every time his hands moved up your body, they lifted up your top a bit more and slid over your exposed skin. He held your waist as he pulled away from mouth to attack your neck. He planted small kisses everywhere imaginable, from your collarbone across your shoulder, up your neck and to your jawline. The kisses then turned into sucks and bites that would surely leave marks the next day.

You moaned at the electric shocks being sent through your body everytime his lips made contact with your skin. “I love you, Onew,” you sighed.

“I love you, too, [Y/N],” he whispered into your neck. He began to walk you over to the bed, and you flung your pink cardigan and necklace to the side in the time it took to get there.

You had forgotten how strong Jinki was as he picked you up bridal style and threw you onto the bed. “Sorry,” he said, all of a sudden. “I didn’t mean to throw you! I was meant to-” But you stopped him when you pulled Jinki onto you and kissed him sensually.

Jinki was quick to flip you over so that you were underneath him. His hands slipped under your top fully and slid it off with ease.

You began to unbutton his shirt, and he spread your legs apart with his knee.

He tangled his fingers in your hair and held your face delicately. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered into your ear, leaning down. Jinki had always been able to switch his moods very easily.

You remembered how one second he’d be playing an innocent game of skip rope with his friend, the next he’d be plotting ways to trip them up with it for fun.

His smile against your ear turned into a smirk, and he bit down on your earlobe.

Your lifted your hips in pleasure, and your fingers scrabbled for his shirt, which landed on the floor.

It landed on the floor, and Jinki continued to tease your ear. He blew in it, sending shivers down your spine, before licking down the side of it all the way to your collarbone. He ran his hand across your ass, causing your legs to then wrap themselves around his hips.

Your hands were on his chest, and suddenly he switched back to his loving side.

He kissed your forehead, your cheek, your ear, your eyelids, your neck, your hair, and then eventually your lips. You loved the way his soft lips lightly fitted together with yours, like puzzle pieces.

“I didn’t know you could be such a tease,” you giggled.

He then smirked and but your lower lip naughtily. He took the risk of beginning to fondle one of your breasts, and with the other hand, began to slide off your skinny jeans.

You gasped out loud, and tugged at Jinki’s own jeans. You both removed your jeans, and were looking at each other in just your underwear.

The lust in his eyes turned back into love, and you weren’t sure if you could keep up with these quick personality changes.

You’d always compared Onew to a bunny or a puppy, but knew he had his mischievous side. This was a perfect example of his personality swings, and you laughed to yourself as Jinki was about to lean down for another kiss.

“Hm?” he asked, stopping just above your lips. You felt your breaths mingle, and he cocked his head to the side as his brown fringe fell forwards. “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing,” you smiled.

“Oh yeah?” he smirked, and it felt like you two were kids again.

“Just your face,” you laughed again.

“Hey!” Jinki responded, and mimed crying.

You grinned at his jokes, and pulled him in for another sweet kiss.

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