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Music to my ears - kinktober - day 15

Reluctant sub!Namjoon X reader

Blowjob, unprotected sex, despite the reluctance complete consent!

Joon had spent the entire day trying to get his new song right by the time he called you in for reinforcement. Others may have given up on it but not Namjoon. The lyrics to this one had flowed out of him, unfortunately the melody wasn’t coming so willingly. The backing track was missing something that would provide the depth it needed to make it on his next mixtape. You immediately knew what would fit; convincing your boyfriend to go along with it would definitely be a challenge though. Unsure as to whether he’d agree with your plan, you try anyway. You lean in close, lips brushing his earlobe.

“You know I think it would provide some real depth if you mixed some moaning into the background” his eyebrows creased in confusion as he tried to catch your drift. Instead of explaining yourself further, you opted for a demonstration. You take an unimportant wire from the sound desk and tie it around his wrist, pulling it behind the chair and reaching to secure his other arm. Namjoon’s eyes go wide.

“Y/N I’m not sure this is the best idea…” He reasons wiggling at the restraints. The idol has problems losing control at the best of times. The thought of not only letting you take control but also record him while it happened left him apprehensive at best. You lean around from the back of his chair pressing your lips firmly onto his.

“If you don’t like it baby, we can always delete the recording… it’s not going to hurt you to relax just a little.” He sighs and you see his resolve weaken. You take this as submission and move to kneel in front of him. He does his best to relax back into the chair and you turn to press record. Despite the initial reluctance, he is already at half-mast when you release him from his sweats. You run your hands teasingly back and forth along his thighs (More for your benefit than his honestly). The closer you got to his crotch the more Namjoon squirmed. As much as he liked to protest being in submissive positions, he loved it once he was there.

His face scrunched up in anticipation. It almost made you not want to touch him, he just looked so cute, but you knew he’d be much cuter with long breathy moans falling from his lips. You cease your teasing and wrap your mouth around his now throbbing red tip. Little whimpers fall from his lips as you lick along his weeping slit. Joon wriggles against his restraints, wanting nothing more than to shove your head down his cock. You giggle at the attempt and the vibrations only bring him more torment. You give his head a large portion of your attention before moving your hand to play with his balls. The new stimulation brings a new wave of lusty groans from somewhere deep within your boyfriend. You can’t help the smile that plays on your lips after getting exactly what you wanted.

Despite the success, you couldn’t bring yourself to stop your cruelty, electing to trace a particularly thick vein with your tongue. The action made him convulse in his chair, for a moment you thought he was going to come from just that. His eyes were still squeezed shut but the focus was obvious on his face. He was trying so hard not to cum too early. You pull away completely and he whines at the lack of contact.

“Don’t open your eyes” you warn before slipping out of your own underwear. Carefully, you lower yourself into his lap and he practically cries from the new sensation. You secure your arms around his neck for leverage and start to bounce slowly, dragging out each movement. “Show me how I make you feel baby, moan for me” you whisper into his ear. He lets out a low growl in response, thrusting up into you. You move yourself just out of his reach and warn him against trying again. “I’m in control now Joonie, be a good boy”

You return to your previous ministrations, this time faster and harder. His groans get louder and louder until you are sure they will sound overbearing on the recording.

“Cum for me Joonie” you nip at his neck, and he comes undone releasing inside you. Once he is finished you climb off his lap and undo the makeshift restraint. Immediately his hand is reaching for your vagina, pushing the dripping cum back inside.

“This stays inside until we get home… or you are in big trouble Y/N” he growls, you nod cross your legs and sit back on his lap. He stops the recording and plays it back. It’s almost as hot to listen to the second time around. After scrolling through he finds the perfect section to add to the song.

Kinktober

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@adventuresinwonderlust @thedarkwinterrose

Vows aka 10 ways to win your husband's heart Masterlist

An arranged marriage AU

You've been in your arranged marriage with Yoongi for five years, and he's never once retaliated for anything you've done to him. One day you realise you've lost your appetite for provoking him, and you set about trying to win his heart instead.

Vows Part 1 Part 2

Drabbles - Sorry, Pretend, Lonely

Schooled - Seokjin's revenge

Firsts

Everything

Doll

Penance

©hamsterclaw 2022-2023

Reblogging cause we can’t get over this JK!

??????? OH MY GOSH

This is the Namjoon in my head.

WHAT SEX WITH NAMJOON WOULD BE LIKE (RM pt. 3)

~ everyone’s favorite part. based on the character as described in part 1 and part 2. Masterlist here.

*NSFW CONTENT*

• When Joon is in a horny mood, oof, prepare to be destroyed. His eyes darken, expression turning into pure lust; he knows how to tease her to the point where she is begging for him. He thrives on that shit; giving her little hints of pleasure, but without fully satisfying until she is desperate.

• His kisses would be deep and passionate. She would already be dripping wet before any touching.

• Would subtly tease her, like kiss her neck or whisper dirty things in her ear in public (when no one is watching of course). Loves to see her riled up and weak in the knees.

• He wouldn’t just tease though, I really think he would know how to please a woman well when it came down to it.

• A lot of people type him as dominant in bed, and I sort of agree. I see him as a soft dom, complimenting her and wanting to make her feel sexy and powerful. He would love to please her and would sometimes make sex long and drawn out.

• There is no doubt in my mind that Kim Namjoon has a big dick.

• His thrusts are strong and hard. He's a big boy with a lot of strength (those baepsae hip thrusts...).

• We all know he would love her on top, riding him (that man is obsessed with riding). Watching her use him to please herself would drive him mad. He would worship a woman’s body.

• Because he has a tendency to get sentimental, I think he would like more intimate positions like missionary, too, where he can be slow and show her how much he loves her.

• King of dirty talk and praise in that deep fucking voice.

• “You like that, baby?” “You’re so fucking sexy.” “Good girl.” “Ride me, baby.”

• Namjoon would be fucking loud in bed, unable to control his grunts. Probably louder than her.

• He’s probably very good at oral, second best to Yoongi. He would pin her hips down so he was in complete control of her, refusing to stop until she orgasms.

• She might enjoy thigh riding or light spanking if she’s feeling really horny (she probably has a secret kink for his thighs, although I may be projecting here).

• They also might like to incorporate toys into the bedroom. A couples vibrator would be super hot.

• He would become completely useless during blowjobs, being so enveloped in the pleasure but avoiding touching her or moving too much as to not accidentally hurt her.

• Would love to cum on her body, especially her stomach and pussy after missionary.

• He can be a little clumsy at times, underestimating his size and strength - he’s like one of those giant dogs who thinks they’re a tiny lap dog.

• He might get carried away sometimes and be over-indulgent or accidentally rough. He would feel awful if he accidentally hurt her, though, and would make sure she’s ok and provide a lot of love afterwards.

• She would wear one of his giant t-shirts after sex, and he would find it so endearing. They would cuddle and watch TV until they fall asleep.

Ryen I cried at this tweet plz

NOOOO IM DEVASTED.. @reliablemitten GET OVER HERE

I already want to have Namjoon’s babies but thanks to this fic, the yearning is even stronger now. Fictional Namjoon and real life Namjoon are the same! I’m sure of it!

Daisies and Dinosaurs (M) – Chapter 05

Summary: A thank-you dinner between friends kindles the flame of something more.

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Genre: Fluff, light smut

Word Count: 26,351 (for the series so far – in progress)

Warnings: SingleFather!Namjoon, slow burn, pining, sex mentions, teasing in public, slice-of-life, softness, this will make you want to have Namjoon’s kids

Chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | …?

Excerpt:

“Honeybee, why don’t you tell ___ where we’re going?”

“We’re going to the dinosaur palace!”

“The dinosaur palace! Wow!” you reply, laughing at the name. You’ve never heard of it a day in your life and you’ve been living in the city for over twenty years.

“It’s not called the dinosaur palace,” Namjoon corrects.

“Uh-huh!” Jaeah argues. “It’s got a T-Rex with the crown on his head. He’s the king of the dinosaurs and he rules over the dinosaur kingdom. And we’re going to his dinosaur palace-house where he keeps the pizza! PIZZA!” She kicks her legs wildly until her boots knock against the edge of the car seat.

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Aaaaah my chest 😩😩😩🤧 ex husband joon sounds so 😩😩😩ughhhhhhi want them to work out like TALK IT OUT GUYS!!!!

You know, I read this and immediately thought what this Namjoon would be like trying to talk it out.

Pairing: Namjoon x f!reader

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: Sex, swearing, Namjoon's an asshole

Your husband, Kim Namjoon, is generally punctual, but he’s unfailingly, always late to your appointments with your marriage counsellor.

It’s a power play, he wants to show you that you can’t make him do anything he doesn’t want to do, even if it’s your marriage at stake.

Your husband, Kim Namjoon, is unfailingly, always an asshole.

It was hot when you were in college together, when he’d stroll in, thick thighs stretching out grey sweatpants, sit next to you and copy over your shoulder in politics class.

It was hot on your wedding day, when he got bored at the wedding dinner and dragged you into an alcove to shoot his cum down your throat whilst telling you to ‘swallow it down like a good girl, Mrs Kim.’

Honestly, it’s even sometimes hot now, when you’re pissed off at him for being late and he saunters in, manspreads on the couch and nudges your thigh none too subtly when your counsellor Mrs Lee says something he doesn’t agree with.

Namjoon embraces his feral side with a don’t give a fuck attitude you can’t help but admire even as you want to throttle him.

You’ve tried to throttle him a few times but he just laughs and pins your hands over your head and fucks the anger out of you.

You’re in the middle of telling Mrs Lee about your week when Namjoon enters the room. He apologises for being late, the good Korean boy in him coming to the fore just in time to charm her and prevent her from yellow carding him.

If this were a game of football, and you a referee, your husband would be banned for the season for his unsportsmanlike behaviour.

You try your best to hide your sour expression as he presents Mrs Lee with a small succulent for being so accommmodating with her time.

Namjoon excuses himself to make a telephone call, even though he’s just arrived at this counselling session, and you’re sorely tempted to stab him with Mrs Lee’s silver pen.

Your phone vibrates in your bag, and you’re reaching for it when Namjoon returns.

He sits next to you quietly, and to your surprise, the next 45 minutes are spent talking through the difference in the way you and he communicate with each other. He doesn’t so much as roll his eyes once.

As Mrs Lee sums up, you catch him eyeing your thigh where your skirt has ridden up slightly.

Ah, there he is, your familiar asshole. Hidden but never really gone.

Namjoon follows you out of Mrs Lee’s plush, soothingly neutral office, and into the car park.

‘Can you give me a ride?’ he asks.

‘To where?’

‘I have a date. It’s at the French bistro downtown.’

‘We’re still married, Namjoon, why are you going on a date?’

‘Keeping my options open?’ he suggests. The asshole has the audacity to smirk at you.

‘Nah. You can walk,’ you snap.

‘It’s not a date,’ he says, quickly. ‘I’m meeting Yoongi.’

You stare him down.

Finally you say, ‘OK. I’ll drop you off at the subway.’

You unlock the car, get in, and wait for Namjoon to fold his long frame into the passenger seat.

He gets in, pointedly adjusts the seat to accommodate his long legs, reclines the back.

‘C’mere,’ he says, voice low, husky.

He spreads his legs a little, lets the bulge in his crotch show against the thin material of his pants.

Your husband’s at least half-hard, and you’re angry with yourself for even contemplating helping him out.

Shit.

You’ve spent too much time thinking about it.

You can hear the smirk in his voice even without looking at him.

Namjoon says, ‘Look straight ahead, ok?’

His warm hand slips over your bare thigh, under your skirt.

‘I can see your bra,’ he tells you, conversational. ‘It’s that lacy one isn't it? Makes me want to bust a nut just looking at it.’

His other hand skims the front of your chest, tweaks your nipple.

You bite down on your lower lip as he caresses you over the thin material of your blouse.

‘If we weren’t here I’d be sucking on your tits now,’ he continues. ‘Getting your nipples nice and hard for me.’

He laughs softly. ‘Look at yourself, baby.’

Despite your better judgement, you drop your gaze to where your nipple is pressing against his thumb, peaked and so sensitive you could scream.

Namjoon flicks his thumb over your nipples, back and forth, only reluctantly dropping his hand when someone walks past on the way to their car.

Thank fuck you have an SUV.

Namjoon slides his hand under your skirt, fingers reaching straight for your core.

You can both hear how wet you are.

‘Fuck,’ Namjoon swears. His hand ghosts over his crotch, you can see the outline of his hardness so clearly now you know he’s almost fully erect.

You reach out to touch him, and he stops you.

‘Let me feel you first, ok?’

Namjoon pushes your legs apart, strokes his long fingers over you.

‘Look at this messy cunt,’ he grunts. He slips a finger into you, and you whimper at the invasion.

‘Joon!’

‘Use me,’ he murmurs. He slips another finger inside you, and the stretch is so good you’re moaning.

He rocks his thumb over your clit, leans over to mouth at your neck.

His tongue laps over your skin.

‘Wanna taste you,’ he groans.

His forearm flexes as his fingers move in and out of you, curving, hitting your sweet spot with the precision of a man who’s spent years learning what you like.

You come with a gush of wet that makes him groan again, loud.

‘Fuck,’ he pants, using his wet hand to stroke himself.

‘Wait, fuck,’ you cry, beyond caring that you’re pushing the boundaries of public indecency.

You lift your leg over and climb on top of him.

‘Fuck, baby,’ Namjoon grunts. His strong arms curl around you as you seat yourself onto his rigid cock.

He hisses. ‘Fuck, gonna come, fuck.’

He grinds you down into his lap, big hands either side of your hips. A moment later you can feel him twitching inside you.

Namjoon buries his face in the back of your neck.

In amongst the impassioned swearing he moans your name, like he can’t stop himself.

***

A baby wipe cleanup and several muttered curses on both your parts later, you find yourself dropping Namjoon off at the bistro.

‘Fuck, Yoongi’s going to be pissed, I’m so late,’ Namjoon says.

He makes no move to go, though, flashing a dimple at you, mischief in his eyes.

‘Should I just cancel on him and take you home instead?’

‘Don’t be an asshole,’ you tell him.

Namjoon laughs quietly.

‘Yeah.’

He gets out then, and just before he closes the door he says, ‘Hey. Ignore the texts I sent you earlier, ok?’

‘What texts?’

‘I didn’t really have a phone call to make at our counselling session earlier. I spent the time texting you instead,’ he confesses.

‘Kim Namjoon, if you sent me a bunch of dick pics I’ll block you,’ you threaten.

‘Yeah, it’s dick pics, I don’t mind if you save them,’ he says. He winks at you, slams the door closed and then he’s off, hurrying across the street.

***

You’re snuggling into bed when you remember you haven’t checked Namjoon’s messages.

Your husband has a beautiful dick, you’ve seen it plenty but you figure you could always use a visual reminder.

You click on the picture and freeze.

It’s a picture of you and Namjoon in college when you first started dating. He’s got his arm around you, most of his face obscured by a cap but you can see just enough to know he’s smiling. You’re tucked into his side, face bright with adoration.

You both look so young.

You both look so fucking happy.

A tear slides down your cheek.

Your vision blurs but you can see enough to read the next message.

I miss you.

You’re still thinking about him as you fall asleep.

©hamsterclaw 2023

So soft and sweet!

[00:37]

“You’re falling asleep on me, aren’t you?”

You grin sleepily. You can tell Namjoon is trying to scold you for falling asleep during your nighttime ritual, where he reads a book of his choosing to you, but his voice is so light and gentle that it’s completely ineffective. So you just nod from where your head rests on his chest, eliciting a low chuckle you can feel against your ear.

Namjoon eases out from under you, settling your head down on your pillows as he looks at you. You let your eyelids flutter shut as he traces your jawline with warm fingertips, feeling the tiredness start to overtake you in earnest.

You feel Namjoon draw nearer to you, pressing a kiss to your cheek. His stubble tickles your skin, and you shudder a bit, but it doesn’t stop him. He trails errant kisses all over your face — first your temple, then the tip of your nose, then your other cheek, then the opposite jawline, then your forehead, and so on — slowly, deliberately, and almost reverently. This genre of kisses is rare in your relationship with Namjoon, whose mind is usually running too fast to pace himself like this, which makes it all the more special. When he starts on your neck and makes his way across your collarbone, you hum contentedly, drawing out another of his deep chuckles.

Namjoon pulls away, and you open your eyes to see him staring, starry-eyed in the dim light from the bedside lamp on your nightstand. His smile is soft and warm and tender. Are you imagining it, or are those tears filling up on his bottom eyelids?

“Are you okay?” you ask him, bringing a hand up to cup his dimpled cheek.

“I’m perfect,” he responds, catching your wrist in his hands and kissing the cluster of veins near the base of your palm. “I love you, that’s all.”

You sigh, letting yourself relax, letting your eyes close. You pull him close to you and say, “I love you too,” before you succumb to your sleepiness.

Another gem!

Timeless Masterlist

Author: vyduan Pairing: Kim Seokjin| Reader, Min Yoongi | Reader Genre: angst, idolverse, enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, friends with benefits, slow burn, canon compliant, smut Word Count: 22.7k Rating: Explicit, 18+ Warnings: Swearing, misogynistic language, light descriptions of oral sex (f to m) and thigh riding, light descriptions of Christian trauma, additional tags as the story progresses

Notes: Listen. I am not normally this indulgent, I swear. But after the last chapter of Indomitable, a reader wondered what would have happened if Y/N met BTS first – before Johnny ever had a chance to break her heart. And now, here we are. An AU to an AU. The timeline is the same as all other Her series AUs up until she gets scouted in a Taipei club. Instead of calling the scout back, Y/N goes back to school and finishes out college. 

As with all the others, this story is self-contained (though it may be illuminating to read the others for fun) and does not require any previous knowledge of this universe. 

Summary: Bored and burnt out, Taiwanese/Taiwanese American pop star Y/N visits Seoul to meet with top producers to revamp her image and sound. Little did she expect to run into SUGA of BTS, the man who had humiliated and broken her naïve little heart years ago. She takes comfort in Jin, the idol who had kept in touch with her all this time (and perhaps, carries a torch for her).

Timeless Masterlist [IN PROGRESS]: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | Epilogue | AO3

“Her” Series Masterlist For more of my fics, here is my Masterlist.