R: Smut

Scenario: Jungkook has been having a lot of stress at work, both because of fans being mad at him finally dating, and also fans being happy that he's dating. You on the other hand have been having the exact same problem. Saturday night... Two stressed people and one bottle of massaging oil (lube)... What could go wrong?

P: Jungkook x Reader

Requested by: -TAEGUCCIBOI

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Jungkook and I sat annoyingly far from one another.

Both of us were complaining about how hard our day was, trying to out beat each other into massaging the other's shoulder.

I couldn't stand it.

Both of us had a right to date, yet not everyone was happy.

I wasn't top model stuff, but I was pretty good looking in Jungkook's eyes.

“Look Y/N… Don't over think their comments. Just because-”

“How can I not? They said I'd give birth to a malnourished baby that looks like a hideous monster. Jungkook I don't want to leave you, but this is getting difficult. Having shit throw at you every time you step out of work isn't exactly something I wanna go through day after day.”

“I understand baby, but what every they say can't separate us. It mustn't. It's like letting them win.”

I huffed out air, looking at the bottle of oil I had bought for tonight.

We had arranged me massaging his thighs after practice so that he wouldn't get cramps at night, but at that moment, I felt like I deserved the massage more.

I had had to run away from a mob of angry fans for about three blocks before having to fill a report of my car being trashed, and getting home to a vandalized doorway.

I mean they weren't all bad, but the bad ones where the only ones voicing their opinion about their dislike of me.

What could I do?

I loved him, and I had for about three years.

I didn't want something so trivial to be the reason I lost him.

Looking up at him, I saw him resolve and give in to massaging me.

But I didn't let him.

I grabbed the bottle first, opening up before ordering him to take his pants off.

I wasn't in the mood to discuss, but neither was I in the position to complain.

Jungkook had been publicly humiliated by some of the “fans” as his real fans defended him, and the fan meet had ended up in a bloody bath of fans pulling hair and doing other random and dangerous things which caused Jungkook to have to avoid fan meets for at least a month until things settled down.

This wasn't fair because I knew just how much Jungkook adored meeting the people who supported him and his hyungs.

Still, Jungkook was absolutely devastated yet understood perfectly why he was put as bench warmer.

I began helping him pull his pants down, moving my hands onto the top of his zipper.

“Jagiya I-it's okay. I'll massage you first-”

His voice stopped when I saw what he was hiding.

He was quite excited, his hands hardly covering his springed up member.

I giggled, moving his pants down lower while taking some of the oil onto my hand.

“Don't worry babe, I'll just do your thighs so there is nothing to be ashamed of.”

I began massaging the outer part of his thighs, my hands running along the smooth skin of his legs.

He was shuttering in no time, laying back so that I could continue massaging his thighs, enjoying the feeling I was providing.

I was getting way into it, beginning to move my hands to the inner part of his thighs, massaging up and down while he began breathing uneasily.

That's when I heard it.

A soft, muffled groan when I approached his crotch area.

I couldn't take it.

He was so cute when flustered and aroused.

His head was thrown back, his hair cascading onto the couch while his chest grew up and down with every small touch of my hands.

“Sorry Y/N.. But you're so hot when you're angry,” he muffled out, sending an unexpected shiver which ran all the way down to my now soaked crotch.

“Shut it,” I muttered continuing to massage him.

He groaned a bit, and I let myself bend down to kiss the skin of his thighs.

So soft, yet firm.

That was the last straw for him.

He got up, pushing me back onto the carpet accidentally when he tried to stand up.

Instead of apologizing, though, he used this at his advantage by flipping me over and pushing my shirt up, my back exposed to him.

“Here cutie pie, let me return the favor,” he husked out, his voice so low and lustful that it send an electric shock all throughout my body.

He kneeled down, placing his legs on either side of my body, all the while getting some oil onto the palms of his hands.

He had me pinned down, his body behind me when I suddenly felt his large hands touch my back, further making me want to moan out.

He was so good with my back, beginning at my shoulders while steadily making his way down towards my tail bone.

He was gentle at first, but began gaining pressure as he reached my waist, grinding his dick onto my ass.

What game was he playing?

I turned my head slightly, trying to get a glimpse at his face, and what I saw was a very handsome looking Jungkook, his eyes darkened and narrowed, his teeth clamping down on his lower lip as his hands continued to move.

“Jungkookie, you don't have to do this,” I tried to say, but I was met by him grinding harder against my ass.

I squealed, surprised at his rough action.

“It's okay baby girl, Daddy's gonna make sure you forget all about those people who have been troubling you.”

Hold up…..

We had been dating long enough for me to know what he liked and didn't like in bed, yet this was new.

His actions, his assertiveness, and the way he called himself daddy was all new to me.

Usually he was shy, rather timid in bed, and would simply be too shy to speak to me when it got hot and dirty.

But this.. This Jungkook was something I was beginning to like.

He had pulled off most of my clothes while I was lost in thought, leaving me in only my underwear as he began his assault on my neck.

His thumb dugged sweetly into the nape of my neck, bending down to attach his lips to my shoulders.

“You're so hot Y/N…” He mumbled out, sending a vibration from my shoulders down to my lower back.

I moaned slightly, loving the way his hands were still at work while his warm breath was against my ear.

I couldn't move.

I didn't want to.

“I think this is in the way, don't you baby girl?” He asked, practically tearing away my bra off along with my panties.

I was in no position to protest, feeling how his hands traveled down to my ass, massaging them with the slippery oil that still coated them.

Slowly, he took off his shirt, coiling it up before grabbing a hold of both of my hands.

Pulling them up, he tied them up with some (not really) protest from me.

“I'm only going to help you relax,” he smirked, turning me over so that I was facing him, my hands up above my head while the rest of my body was exposed to him.

“Ash, Y/N.. No matter how many times I see you like this, it still makes my heart ache in happiness… You're so gorgeous,” he whispered before bending down to suck on one of my nipples.

He had his legs on either side of me, his hands massaging my sides while his lips were attached to my breast, his hair tickling my chest with each breath I took.

“Jungkook~” I moaned out at the feeling of his hand tailing it's way down to my very wet, and very excited pussy.

“Please,” I begged, feeling his teasing fingers make circles around my clit, his lips on my neck while he cropped one of him breast with his free hand.

I was a withering mess, his hands so slippery and smooth, his nose touching my jaw as he kissed his way up my neck.

“Tell me what you want Y/N,” hw whispered, nibbling at mye at while his hand began to tease the outer lips of my wetness.

“Jungkook,”

“Beg for it Y/N… Beg for it baby girl… Scream my name until your voice disappears,” he commanded, the hand that was massaging my breast now pinching my nipple.

“Fuck me Jungkook,” I croaked out shyly.

He smirked, his fingers plunging into me and moving at an alarming rate.

I couldn't contain my moans, his slick fingers making my head spin while his thumb moved around my clit.

He was never this assertive, but I loved it.

My moans became louder, his mouth clashing onto mine muffling every sound coming out of my lips.

It wasn't long for my orgasm to crash into me, Jungkook's fingers still in me while I spasmed out of control underneath him.

Before I could even recover from my high, Jungkook had plunged into me harder with his member, my walls pulsing and tightening hard around him.

“Ahhh yes pretty thing, I love when you clench around me. Makes it so hard not to cum… Mmmm.. Y/N… How about we show these people how our baby would really look like?”

I couldn't even answer, my voice was cracked at the feeling of him inside me while I was still sensitive from my first orgasm.

The only sounds coming out of my mouth were pants and begs for him to slow down, but he wouldn't, his thrust becoming deeper and all the more pleasureful.

His hands were pulling me down onto his waist now, both of us in a sort of sitting position while he hurried his face in the nook of my neck.

“So tight,” he groaned out, his teeth sinking lightly into my shoulder.

I could feel his hair sticking onto my chin, his strong arms holding my waist down as he rode his own high.

His thrust became slower, and I knew he had came when I felt the too familiar warmth fill my walls.

“Jungkook,” I was finally able to say.

“Sorry Jagiya,” he cried out, his face still in my neck.

“I don't want to lose you,” he said and I could feel his tears hit my shoulders, running down on the side of my body.

My heart sank.

“I would never leave you Jungkook.. Though.. You do owe me a new pair of undergarments and an actual massage…. Also.. Untie me for fucks sake.. I can't comfort you when my hands are tied,” I grumbled.

He giggled, a smile making it's way onto his face while he pulled back from the hug to untie me.

I pushed him back onto the carpet, finally being able to take full control of the situation.

I could feel his warm liquid making it's way out of me, dripping slightly as I straddled him.

Placing my palm on his cheek, I bent down to kiss his lips, adoring the way he was so warm out of all this shit he had done.

“You're the most incredible an Jungkook. Now please. Let me take care of you okay?” I mumbled.

Shyly, he nodded, his demeanor back to the fluffy and sweet Jungkook I had first met.

“Well leave Daddy Jungkook for later. Right now, I need to get some payback. You seriously know how much I hate being in able to touch you when I come so i'm about to make you pay,” I groaned.

“Sure thing Y/N.. I swear to behave!” He said with a huge grin.

“But, can you massage my leg first? I think I have a thigh cramp?”

“Oh.. I can do better. I'll ride the cramp out..”

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🐨Not one of my best works, but it's the most I could do in one day.

I've been rather busy and have a shit ton of hw I have to do this weekend, so please spare me when I say I can't upload a whole lot.

Thanks for everything everyone!

Hope my children missed me.

Enjoy!!

~Mama KoalaBeaw~
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