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“Thanks for getting here so quick,” Jaebum said, a wide smile on his face as he welcomed you into his office. You’ve been in here over a dozen times over the course of your career. You smiled, offering him a little smile before taking a seat across from him, meeting his eyes over his desk.
“So, what did you want to talk about?” You asked, crossing your right leg over your left, smoothing your dress down.
“I’ve booked you for a new recording,” Jaebum said, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned back in his chair, making it creak softly under the shift in weight.
“Really?” You grinned, clapping your hands together excitedly. “How’s the script?”
“I’ll be honest…I didn’t pick this filming because of the script,” His reply had you raising a brow. One of the reasons you were signed to Jaebum was because he had a knack for picking amazing scripts.
“So…what’s up?” You asked, cocking your head to the side, making him smile adoringly at you.
“Kim Seokjin,” He said, causing you to raise your brow once again.
“Kim…Seokjin? What do you mean?” You chuckled softly. “Isn’t he a kink master? We don’t even run in the same circles!”
“Ah, but he’s decided to dabble in vanilla!” Jaebum clapped his hands together excitedly. “And his company sent a request specifically for you!”
“Wh- Me?!” You stood up abruptly, eyes wide as can be. “I-I don’t know if that’s a good idea. I’ve seen some of his work and I honestly don’t know if I can live through that! All the…spanking…and…uh…choking…that-that’s not me!”
“Don’t worry, _____! He’s in your realm!” Jaebum said softly, reaching across to place his hand on your shoulder.
“So…no spanking?”
“Nope,”
“Or…choking?”
“None,”
“…Fine, you talked me into it!”

“_____, huh?” Seokjin muttered, staring across the desk at his manager, Himchan.
“Yeah, we just got the confirmation from her manager,” Himchan said, showing Seokjin his phone. “So, looks like you’re doing a shoot with the Vanilla Cutie!”
“Can I see the script? I’ll study it tonight,” Seokjin said, a small smile playing on his lips as Himchan handed it over. The cover was titled ‘A Change in Pace’. ‘Fitting,’ Seokjin mused.
“I want you to watch some of her work as well,” Himchan advised. “Get yourself in the mindset of doing vanilla, you know?”
“Yeah, way ahead of you,” Seokjin smirked, standing up, tucking the script under his arm as he exited the office.
You were the reason he wanted to try vanilla porn in the first place. He had followed you career since you showed up on the porn scene over a year ago. Everyone was enamored by you; how cute you were with your soft features. And the sounds you made when you were fucked. He had been hoping for a while that you would venture into hardcore, but wen you never did he took it upon himself to request a film with you.
Oh, how he couldn’t wait to defile you.

“Okay, you can do this,” You muttered to yourself staring at the google search bar with a slight frown on your lips.
While you were familiar with what type of work Seokjin did, you had never actually seen it for yourself. You always made sure to research your co-stars, so you could be mentally prepared for their…asset. Nothing was worse than when you were expecting someone of average size only to be introduced to a monster-cock.
You shuddered at one of your first shooting memories but quickly shut that thought from your mind, typing Kim Seokjin into the search bar. One of the first results was for his profile on kstarzxxx.com, which you clicked. You were brought to a biography including his measurements, which you glossed over to get to his profile.
Already being a member of the site yourself, you had unlimited access to his videos. The thumbnails already had you blushing and shuddering in fear.
Girls bound with gags in their mouths, an unlimited array of sex toys visible, Seokjin holding a whip, the list went on.
You finally found a rather simple video, a solo video and you clicked on it. It took only a second to buffer but you couldn’t be bothered to watch the always-boring intros to the videos, so you clicked to somewhere mid-video.
You were happy that your sound was lowered because the moans that suddenly filled your apartment were absolutely sinful.
“Fuck, that’s so fucking good,” Seokjin growled, tossing his head back as he fucked his leaking cock into his hand, the lube he had previously used causing slick noises to be heard. You felt your face flush immediately, how did he make masturbating into such a filthy act?
You had done your share of self-pleasure videos but none nearly as dirty as this. The two of you truly lived on two different planets of tastes.
‘How am I even going to please him?!’

The script for the video was relatively simple, not that they were very challenging anyway. You were sitting in the dressing room, glancing over the script once more, though you had everything memorized already.
“Excuse me,” You glanced up over the paper to see Seokjin standing before you.
“Y-Yeah?” You asked, feeling yourself flush as you remembered the video of him jerking off the previous night.
“You got a minute to chat?” He asked, gesturing to the empty seat beside you.
“S-Sure, have a seat,” You mentally slapped yourself for stuttering. You couldn’t help it, he just made you nervous for some reason.
“So, how many tapings goes on?” He asked suddenly, making you raise a brow.
“J-Just…one?” You responded, squinting at him in confusion.
“Oh? Really? Is that all?” He asked, sitting up straighter, making his wide shoulders stand out in his tight t-shirt.
“Well…yeah…how many were you expecting?” You asked, crossing your arms over your chest as you held in a giggle.
“Well, usually there’s the prep shoot, the cast shoot, the intro shoot, and then we have to reshoot any mistakes,” Seokjin shrugged, making your eyes widen in shock.
“No…no that’s not how it works on these sets,” You smiled, not noticing the way his cheeks flushed pink up to his ears. “We do one shoot and if there are any mistakes we’ll have a reshoot for that scene.”
“_____, the makeup artist is ready for you,” Jaebum called, waving you over to a seat with a lady standing in front of it with your favorite products set up on the vanity. “You nervous buddy?” Jaebum asked with a teasing tilt to his voice.
“Uh…a little bit, if I’m honest,” Seokjin muttered, taking a glance at you in the chair as you began to giggle at something the makeup artist said.
“Don’t worry about, you couldn’t have chosen a better co-star,” With a pat on the back, Jaebum walked away right as Seokjin was called to get his makeup done.

You made your way to the set, your body wrapped in your favorite fluffy pink bathrobe. Seokjin was already on set waiting for you, sitting on the bed with his phone in his hand. When you walked over to him, he looked up, locking his phone but you got a glimpse that he was on twitter.
“You look nice,” He grinned, reaching up to gently push a strand of your hair over your shoulder. “very pretty!”
“Y-You look nice t-too…” You whispered, feeling your cheeks flush at having such an attractive man compliment you.
“Alright, places on set!” The director called, forcing you and Seokjin into action.
You undid the belt to your bathrobe, pulling the soft fabric off of your shoulders before you were left in a simple white bra and panty set. Jaebum briefly ran onset to take the robe from you before disappearing back into the cast of set workers. You carefully took your seat on the bed, the soft comforter beneath you settling your nerves.
Seokjin stood just off camera, leaning against the wall as he watched you. The sight of your cute body in a set and waiting for him to fuck you was already causing his cock to swell in his boxers.
“Alright, Seokjin, you’ll enter in from the left and kiss her,” The director called, drawing his attention away from you. “And then you can follow the script from there.”
“Action!”
You watched out of the corner of your eye as Seokjin stepped closer to the bed, circling to the right side of the bed where you sat. You shyly grinned up at him as he cupped you jaw, leaning down to press his lips against yours. You knew he had beautifully plump lips but you were still shocked by the softness of them, making you sigh against the kiss as you moved your lips against his.
Your own hands became busy, pressing against his sides to try and pull him closer to you. His hand cupping your jaw moved to the back of your head, wrapping into your hair to drag your head back with a growl.
“Did I say you could touch me, little girl?” He hissed, dark eyes boring into yours, making you whimper.
“W-Wait…” You whined, fluttering your lashes at him. “C-Can we try something different tonight, baby?”
“Hm?” Jin gently released your hair, soothing the remaining ache in your scalp with his fingers. “What did you have in mind?”
“C-Can you…” Your cheeks flushed as you remembered the words of the script, glancing off to the side shyly. “Make love to me tonight?”
Jin grinned, leaning down to ghost his lips over yours. “Does my babygirl want to feel loved tonight?”
“Mhmm…” You whimpered, your eyes meeting his, which were now much softer.
“Lay down for me, beautiful,” He ordered, voice still holding a dark undertone to it.
You did as you were told, scooting back on the bed until you were able to lay your head on the pillows. A soft scent of the detergent they used to wash them filled your nose, making you smile softly. Jin climbed onto the bed after you, sitting by your feet, his hands gently caressing the skin of your calves.
“You’re so pretty,” He cooed, leaning down to press a chaste kiss against your knee, making you grin up at him.
His hands were gentle as he caressed your skin, up your calves, over your knees, and down your thighs. He leant his body over yours, so his lips could find your once again. Grinning into the kiss, you wrapped your arms around his neck and tangled your fingers into his hair to tug him closer to your body. Your legs carefully wrapped around his hips, causing him to grind his member against your panties. You whimpered softly at the feeling of his hard member against you, causing a gush of your juices to flood your panties.
“Take your bra off for me, sweetheart,” He cooed, sitting up once again to allow you to reach behind and unclip the bra. Seokjin smiled softly at you as he helped you discard the garment onto the floor.
As soon as your breasts were freed of the bra, his large hands were cupping them. You shivered slightly, surprised by the sudden contact but you still arched your back to push your breasts further into his palms. His thumbs gently ghosted over your nipples, making them harden beneath his touch. He moaned softly, unable to help himself as he descended down onto your hardened nub, making you whine as his hot mouth enveloped it.
“Ah, that feels so good,” You whined, tossing your head back as you ground your covered core against his throbbing member, making him groan. You had long gotten used to the over-acting you had to do for porn that it was pretty much second nature to you.
“How about you let me taste you little pussy?” He asked, his voice trembling as he asked you.
Through bleary eyes you looked up at him and nodded your head. He smiled softly and carefully began to peel your panties off until you were completely bare beneath him.
“You’re so beautiful, baby,” He cooed, sitting back on his knees to stare at your beautifully naked body.
“Please,” You whimpered, biting your lip as you angled your hips up to him, making him groan at the sight of you being needy for his touch. “Please touch me!”
“Since you asked me so nicely,” He grinned, scooting down until his head was between your legs, which you leg slide open for him effortlessly.
He groaned to himself at the sight of your wet core now opened to his gaze. Your lips flushed and swollen from your arousal spready slightly to reveal your wet clit and dripping entrance. He brought a shaky hand up to slide between your labia, making your thighs tremble in pleasure. He tried his best to ignore as a cameraman came closer, getting a zoomed in image of his fingers touching you so intimately.
“You got such a cute little cunt baby,” He growled, unable to hold back as he veered off the script. The surprised look on your face was no missed by him, but he also didn’t miss the way your hold clenched around nothing at his dirty words. “So, you like when I talk dirty, huh? Asking me to make love but you still want filthy praise, isn’t that right?”
“Y-Yes…” You whimpered, your eyes rolling back into your head when his fingers rolled over your clit.
Jin groaned softly before he used two fingers to spread your labia, exposing your hard bud to his greedy tongue, which lapped over it quickly. You whimpered, reaching down to grab onto his hair as he began to eat you, paying special attention to your clit. Ever so gently, Seokjin sunk two long digits into your spasming hole, making your back arch in pleasure as he ghosted against your g-spot, giving you just a light taste of the pleasure he could provide you. His tongue was not idle as he worked to stretch your hole for his eventual penetration, swirling around your clit as you whined and whimpered in absolute pleasure. He was careful not to get you close enough to cum, he wanted that pleasure only for his cock
“Fuck, you’re so sweet, babygirl,” He cooed, looking up at you through his mess of bangs, your fingers having messed them up with your pleasure-filled tugging.
Once you were sufficiently a mess of your own cream and his saliva, he pulled away. You whimpered softly once your hole was empty and stimulation stopped to your sensitive clit. However, you were shut up once Seokjin stripped himself of his boxers, exposing his delicious length to your eyes. You felt your cunt pulse around nothing at the anticipation of having him sink himself balls deep inside you.
“Are you ready, sweetheart?” He cooed, leaning towards you to brush your hair gently behind your ear, finally back on script. “You asked me to make love, so I’m gonna drag your pleasure out until you’re crying,”
You whimpered, eyes widening as he slowly sunk his cock into you, having stretched you with his fingers along with your copious amount of juices allowed him to fill you to the brim. You let out a guttural moan and tossed your head back when he bottomed out in you.
His mind blanked at the feeling of you around him, so hot and wet and…tight. It was magical. After he was sure he wasn’t going to blow his load immediately, he pulled almost completely out before sinking back into you, making you whine at the slow stretch.
“God, baby,” He cooed, pressing his lips against your forehead, smiling at you. “Is this what you wanted?”
“Mhmm,” You whimpered, wrapping your arms around his wide shoulders. “I-I just want you t-to…love me…”
He felt his heartrate pick up at the soft look in your eyes. He remembered now why you were so revered in this field, you were perfect for it. The way you looked at him with so much adoration, as if he really was your lover and this wasn’t just a role had his cheeks flushing all the way up to his ears.
He swallowed thickly, breaking eye contact to look at where you two were connected, watching how his cock slowly began to get coated in your cream and juices, a little ring of white surrounding the base of his cock, making him moan. He wanted to taste it so badly.
He felt your nails dig into his shoulders, the light pinch making him look up at you to check on you. Your eyes had rolled back into your head and your mouth fell open in a silent moan.
“Is that your spot, sweetheart?” He cooed, getting lost in the moment. Screw the script. “Answer me,”
“Y-Yes!” You cried, opening your glassy eyes to stare up at him. He was shocked to see your eyes were teary.
You weren’t used to this kind of dirty treatment. The thought that he was here, defiling you, had his cock pulsing even harder inside of you. He was getting close to his end and he knew you were too, by the way you were quickly becoming tighter around him.
“Can you cum like this, babygirl?” He asked, ghosting his lips over yours, making you shake your head. “Play with your clit for me then,”
You did as he ordered, mindlessly, your eyes locked with his as your nimble fingers found your swollen clit. You circled the bud, using the juices you were leaking everywhere to lubricate your movements. Jin groaned as you tightened around him, the added stimulation sending you even closer to your end.
“Can you cum with me, babygirl?” He asked, voice much softer as he used to words the script had.
“Y-Yes, I’m cumming!” You whimpered, biting your lip.
He leant down, connecting his lips to yours, stopping you from biting it anymore. Your lips worked together as you began to cum, your walls spasming around him. You abandoned touching your clit as his thrusts against your spot drove you higher in your pleasure. Finally, he erupted inside you, flooding your little pussy with his cum. He continued light thrusts to ride out the end of both of your orgasms until the overstimulation became too much for him.
He slowly pulled out, letting out a soft sigh as your still-spasming walls pushed out his cum to leak all over the bed.
“And cut!” The director called, causing applause to come from the staff. “That was great, you guys!”
“You had some real chemistry,” Himchan said as he came onto the set with Jaebum, who held a towel and your robe for you.
You cleaned the mess between your legs before standing up and wrapping the robe around yourself, tying the sash firmly. Seokjin pulled on the boxers he had discarded on the floor to cover himself. You faced him with a confident smile on your face, holding your hand out for him to shake.
“Let’s work together again sometime,” He grinned, taking your hand and giving it a firm shake. “maybe in my realm?”
“Hmm…maybe Mr. Seokjin…maybe.”

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The sight of your boyfriend’s beautiful black locks between your thighs was one of the most arousing things you’d ever had the pleasure of witnessing. The most pleasurable thing you’d ever experiences would have to be his tongue.
Min Yoongi was a god with his tongue.
That was very much apparent with the way he made delicious circles along your swollen clit, holding your hips down to avoid you squirming, which if you were honest was always inevitable. Your hands weren’t idle either, you cupped your own breasts, plucking at your sensitive nipples as they hardened under your touch.
“Fuck, Yoongi,” You whimpered, desperately wanting to grind your cunt into his tongue.
Yoongi glanced up at your through his fringe, which stuck to his porcelain skin with his sweat. His eyes were black, boring into you as you gazed down at him with pleading eyes. You were close, his tongue was incredibly close to bringing you to euphoria.
The beautiful thing about it is, even though Yoongi would make you cum once with his tongue, you were always guaranteed at least another orgasm with his cock. The though had your hole clenching around nothing, only serving to produce more lewd juices for Yoongi to slurp up with an obscene groan as he did so.
“You wanna cum, kitten?” He groaned, lips muffled by your delicious cunt.
“Yes please!” You whimpered, tossing your head back into the pillow beneath you that held Yoongi’s scent. Having his familiar cologne waft into your nose had you whimpering as you suddenly longed to have him in your arms. “P-Please hurry, Yoongi,”
“Hm? What’s the rush, baby? We’ve got all night,” As he said this, he released one of your hips to spread the slick lips of your cunt, exposing your bud to his hot tongue.
“I-I want you close to me,” You whined, squeezing your eyes shut at the sensations he was giving you.
“Aw, is my kitten feeling cuddly?” He cooed, grinning up at you with his adorable gummy smile, which was so cute that it contrasted with his sinful actions. When you gave him a pitiful nod along with some soft puppy eyes, he gave you a wink before descending down on you once more. You could feel something changed this time around as he held nothing back.
His lips wrapped around your spasming bud, his tongue lashing at it greedily. The stimulation quickly had you flying over the edge that you felt you had been teetering on for what felt like hours. In reality, it was probably only about 15 minutes-an eternity when your talented lover denied you an orgasm on his glorious tongue.
Finally, you felt the cord in your belly tighten along with all your muscles. Your hands abandoned their position on your chest in favor of clinging onto Yoongi’s hair. You felt his soft, obsidian tresses slip through your fingers as you gripped them, unable to hold back as you finally came.
You tossed your head back in a single cry of his name as you trembled. Your thighs clenched around his head, which made him quickly pin them to the bed. You were unable to get away from the sensations his tongue gave you as he continued to lick your center, sucking up all the cum you spilled while delivering kitten licks to your throbbing clit.
When you finally, came you released his hair, signaling for him to stop. However, he delivered one final kiss to your clit before he crawled up your body to press his lips against yours. You could taste yourself on him, which only made you moan in response.
Yoongi grinned, pulling away to run his fingers through your hair. “Dirty girl,”
Once he separated from you, he wrapped his hand around his neglected cock, making him hiss at the sudden contact. He was painfully hard, the head of him red and leaking precum.
“You ready, babygirl?” He growled, using the head of his cock to tap against your oversensitive clit, making your thighs jump in reaction.
“Yes, please, fuck!” You cried, biting your lip as you felt the light pressure at your entrance.
However, instead of the beautiful stretch that always accompanied him entering you, you were met with nothing. You cracked your eyes open to see him on his knees between your legs, one hand fisting his cock and the other…
Holding his phone.
“What the fuck, Min Yoongi?!” You growled, furious that he was checking his phone at a time like this.
“Hey babe?” He asked, not bringing his eyes up from his screen, while also ignoring your shout at him. “Can I…record this?”
You blinked, relaxing into the pillows beneath you. You finally looked up, looking sheepish. He turned his phone screen to you, showing he had the camera app open. You thought about it for a moment.
The two of you had done many things in your two years together. You liked to call yourself adventurous. To say you weren’t excited by the idea of him recording the two of you having sex would be a lie of the highest degree. You could feel your hole clench and gush out more juice.
“S-Sure, I don’t mind…” You agreed, earning a gummy smile from him once more.
You usually preferred when Yoongi had you pinned down or with his hands wrapped around your throat while he drilled into you, but to record you, he couldn’t be in the preferred position. He was on his knees, his phone in one hand while he gripped his cock with the other. A shit eating grin was on his face, the cute gummy smile you adored was a complete contradiction to his sinful was he pumped his leaking cock.
“And…action,” He whispered, making you roll your eyes while he started the video.
As soon as he begun, he began to press into you, already loosened and dripping from your previous orgasm. He was quickly able to bottom out in you, making you cry out and toss your head back into the pillow beneath you.
“Fuck you look so fucking pretty taking my cock, princess,” He groaned, enjoying the way you clenched harder around him at his dirty words. “You like my cock, baby? Tell me.”
“God, I love it, Yoongi!” You cried out, imagining how many people would see this if he posted it online. The idea had heat rushing through your whole body. It aroused you. Why did you want them to see this? You never thought of yourself as an exhibitionist, but the idea was certainly arousing to you. “Fuck, you’re cocks so good!”
Your shrieks of absolute pleasure were increased as Yoongi angled his hips, pounding directly to make your eyes roll back into your head. You clutched the blanket beneath your body, your knuckles turning white as you let out a silent scream, an orgasm ripping through your body.
“Oh yeah babygirl, that’s it! Cover my cock in your sweet cum,” He growled, continuing the pound into you, even as you began to squirm in oversensitivity. He had some sympathy, however, as he avoided pounding your spot now. You panted, feeling your hair stick to your skin as you began to sweat from the heated actions you were partaking in.
Yoongi wasn’t faring much better, holding his phone as he recorded his cock sliding into your creamy cunt. His black hair was messed, sticking up in places and stuck to his forehead with his sweat. He was absolutely breathtaking.
“Fuck, I can’t take this much longer,” He groaned, tossing his head back, losing his grip on his phone, causing it to fall to the bed. You were quick to grab it, hands shaking as you pointed it to him, the screen showing the way he dropped himself over you, holding your hips as he began to fuck himself into you. His rhythm was off, not quite as swift as it was before, a clear sign of his orgasm.
“I’m gonna cum again!” You cried, keeping the camera on him as he groaned, squeezing his eyes shut.
“Fuck yeah, cum for me, gotta feel you milk me, babygirl,” He gasped, fingers bruising your hips from how tight he was holding on.
His rough words coupled with his pleasurable gasps had you cumming once more. Your end triggered his own end, spreading heat through your core as he came inside you. You softly moaned, unable to get more than that out as you trembled from your orgasm.
“Fuck…” Yoongi sighed, slumping against you slightly as he came down from his high.
Your fingers were trembling as you ended the recording, dropping the phone to the bed afterwards to wrap your arms around your boyfriend. Yoongi huffed out a light laugh, kissing the top of your head.
“I’ve never cum that fast in my life,” He chuckled, pulling out of you and flopping to the bed beside you.
“It was pretty hot,” You admitted, biting your lip as you looked at him.
“I was thinking…” He mumbled.
“Hm?” You raised a brow, taking in his suddenly nervous state.
“What if we…” He paused to gnaw on his lip. “posted this?”
You grinned, rolling over onto your side to nuzzle into his side. “Honestly, I was thinking the same thing.”
“Really?” Yoongi sounded surprised, wrapping an arm around your shoulders to pull you closed to him as you nodded. “Your face is in…so is mine. Is that okay?”
“I don’t really mind…” You whispered. “If our friends find it, they’ll give us hell but…it excites me that people can watch us.”
“I feel the same,” He aggreed, kissing the top of your head once again. “Let’s sleep on it and discuss it in the morning, yeah?”
“Yeah,” You agreed.
The morning light was shining through the window, bringing you from the restful sleep you were in. As your eyes opened and consciousness came to your mind, you were reminded of last nights activities by the telltale soreness of you hips and dried cum sticking to your womanhood.
Careful not to disrupt Yoongi, who was drooling on his pillow as soft snores escaped his lips. You smiled, gently brushing his bangs off his forehead, making him smile softly in his sleep, deep in his dreams. You got up from the bed, feeling sticky from residual sweat from last night.
You made sure you shut the door as quietly as possible as you entered the bathroom.

Yoongi groaned as he woke up, the delicious scent of bacon invading his senses, fully arousing him. He sat up, the blanket falling to reveal his bare chest, reminding him of last night. He cringed slightly, knowing he would have to sit through breakfast feeling gross before he could shower.
Nonetheless, he pulled on some sweats, forgoing underwear since he would be jumping into the shower immediately afterwards. He dragged himself out the bedroom door, following the faint sound of music to find you in front of the stove.
He paused to admire you, your wet hair was put up, evidence that you had showered before he woke up. You were dressed in a pair of shorts and one of his old t-shirts that he never wore anymore but still carried his scent. You were shaking your butt as you bounced around to the beat of the music while you fried the bacon.
“Goodmorning, beautiful,” He cooed, walking behind you to kiss your temple. You leaned back against him, craning your neck to smile at him before pursing your lips, awaiting a kiss. He obliged, immediately pressing a chaste smooth to your puckered lips, making you grin once more before you returned your attention to the bacon.
“It’s almost done if you’ll just set the table, please?” You asked, raising your voice to speak over the music.
He took the plate of scrambled eggs to place it on the table before he placed two more plates and the proper utensils, finishing up just as you turned off the stove.
When you sat down, two glasses of juice in your hand for both of you, he dug into the food, moaning at the taste. You grinned as you watched him enjoy your food. You quietly ate your own, a comfortable silence falling over the both of you until the food was gone.
“I’m going out with the girls tonight,” You announced, cutting the silence.
Yoongi licked his lips, making sure he had no more crumbs one his face. “I’ll call up the guys and see if they want to go out too, then.”
“Sounds like a plan,” You grinned, standing up to begin cleaning off the table.
“______,” He called your name suddenly, making you look over your shoulder as you placed the dishes in the sink. “about last night…”
“Y-You mean the video?” You asked, feeling your face flush at him bringing it up.
“Yeah,” He stood up, grabbing the glasses that were now empty and brought them over to you, placing them in the sink before placing his hands on your waist and pulling you closer to him. “Are you really okay with posting it, or was that just a heat of the moment thing?”
“If you want to post it, I’m fine with it,” You shrugged, moving to turn away to do the dishes but he was quick to stop you, cupping your chin and making you look up at him, your eyes meeting his.
“No, I need to know that you’re consenting to this because you want to…not because I want to,” He stressed, furrowing his brows, a serious look in his eyes expressing that this meant a lot to him. “I won’t be upset or anything if you say no…”
“Honestly,” You bit your lip, looking to the side before meeting his gaze again. “I want to, I think it’s…hot…the idea of people watching us, you know?”
“You’re sure?” He asked, softening his gaze as a light smile played at his lips. When you nodded your consent, he swooped down and pressed a chaste kiss to your lips. “I’ll run and do it now…”
“Someone’s eager,” You teased as he ran out of the kitchen before you turned to begin washing the dishes.
By the time the dishes were washed and put up, Yoongi was sitting in front of his desktop. He grinned at you, waving you over from the doorway. When you reached his side, he pulled you into his lip, wrapping his arms around your waist to reach the mouse.
“This video is really hot, I have to admit,” He mumbled, kissing the back of your shoulder.
“Really? You think we could make it as porn stars?” You scoffed, ignoring the way his hard member was pressing against you.
“You most definitely could. Me on the other hand? I sound like a dying dog.” His self-roast had you laughing, leaning back against his chest comfortably.
“Hmm, I disagree, I happen to be incredibly attracted to dying dog sounds,”
“Is that so? How lucky am I?” He chuckled, clicking through a website with a bunch of porn videos.
“You have an account on this website?” You asked, turning your head to face him with a brow raised.
“Don’t look at me like that…” He whispered, cheeks flushing before his eyes cut into yours. “and don’t pretend you don’t have an account on that kkams website.”
You felt your face grow hot at the realization that he knew your obsession with watching cam boys. You chose not to retaliate, which he didn’t seem to mind as he typed the password into the website titled “amateurxxx.com”. You recognized it as a pretty popular website and you weren’t surprised to see he had an account for it, you frequented the website pretty often yourself.
“Okay, what should we title it?” He asked, bringing up the video edit screen on the upload section.
“Don’t people typically give really vague titles, so they show up on search results?” You asked, shrugging your shoulders at his question.
“Yeah I guess,” He answered, fingers hovering over the keyboard. “but I think we should give it a nice title.”
“Yeah, I guess so,” You responded, crossing your arms over your chest. “make a brand for ourselves.”
“Exactly,” He agreed, biting his lips. “Ah, I got it!”
Your eyes watched the screen as he began to type.
Love Birds; A Late Night
“Huh…” You raised a brow, a smile playing at your lips.
“What? You don’t like it?” He asked, suddenly feeling self-conscious on his decision.
“No, actually I really like it!” You grinned, lacing through his finger not on the mouse. “I think it’s cute.”
He grinned, “I’m glad,”
He seemed to pause, hovering over the post button. But before he could click, you stopped him.
“W-What…what’s wrong?” He asked, voice quivering.
“Add some tags,” You said, eyes not drifting from the screen. “so people can find it, you know?”
“O-Oh…you’re right…” He whispered, voice breaking slightly.
You watched him type in some vague tags before venturing into more descriptive between the two of you. You occasionally would speak out to add one when you thought of it and he would do as you suggested. When he finally finished adding tags there were about 30 of them.
“Okay, now post it!” You commanded, placing your hand over his on the mouth before you pressed the post button.
A large banner thanking you for posting was visible, making you feel giddy with excitement. You turned in his lap, pressing your lips against his. His large hands cupped your waist, gently caressing you with his thumbs as your lips began to work together. But before anything could get more heated, your phone went off. You pulled back, making him pout slightly but raise no arguments as you got off his lap.
“Oh, the girls are coming to pick me up so we can all go to Joy’s place to get ready.” You said, basically reading your text aloud. “Did you text the guys asking if they wanted to go out, Yoongi?”
“Doing it right now!” He replied and when you looked over you saw him already on his phone, fingers moving rapidly, making you grin.
“Just don’t let Taewon in on the plans, I don’t want to have to have him sleep over again cause he’s too drunk to go home,” You rolled your eyes, making him chuckle. “He’s a nightmare to deal with drunk.”

As you stood inside the club, you remembered why most people were trashed in here. It was terrible. There were sweaty bodies packed onto the too-small dance floor and you were sure some of them forgot deodorant before leaving the house. Not to mention the terrible stench of alcohol, cigarettes, and probably some pot. It was easier to be drunk in a place like this to be able to ignore how terrible it was.
But tonight, you weren’t getting drunk. You capped yourself at two drinks, not feeling like going home wasted and waking up with a hangover. Your friends, however, Minah and Jieun were having themselves a grand time tossing back the shots.
It seemed Yoongi wasn’t enjoying his night out either as you got a text about an hour into your Girls Night Out.
From: Yoongs [10:57]
Fuck this. I’m going home.
To: Yoongs [10:57]
That bad already? Lmao
From: Yoongs [10:58]
Jinsoo showed up wasted. The others are following their lead.
You felt your heart pound as you felt bad for your boyfriend. He didn’t always go out to drink, but his friends always did so he was usually left to play babysitter or DD. When they didn’t go out to drink, which was rare, he usually had a great time with them. It was just hit or miss for what they were going to do that night.
To: Yoongs [10:59]
I’ll meet you at home, babe.

When you opened the door to your apartment, you saw Yoongi already sitting on the couch with the TV playing some old TV reruns. He had his phone in his hands, scrolling through something with a little smile on his lips. However, he locked his phone and turned to look at you from over the back of the couch.
“Hey sweetheart, you drunk?” He asked, voice holding a teasing light to it.
“Ha-ha,” You rolled your eyes, kicking your shoes off with a sight, happy to get the painful heels off your feet finally. “I only had 2 drinks, so…no. I’m not drunk.”
“Well good, come here,” He waved you over, taking your hand once you sat down beside him. “take a look at this.”
He handed you his phone, having unlocked it with his thumbprint. The page was displaying the amateursxxx mobile website. You raised a brow, realizing you were on the page of your uploaded video.
“Holy…shit!” You accidentally shouted, making Yoongi burst out laughing. “over 30 thousand views?!”
“Yeah, we’re on the trending page of the website,” He said, sounding more excited than you. “check out the comments!”
You scrolled down, clicking the button that said, ‘comments 521’. That number alone had you reeling.
Daddydom89
her cute little moans got me feelin’ all types of ways
Jake6969__
holy shit, i came the second she came!
Sexy-_jennie
oh my god this bitch is lucky just listen to his voice! talk about yum!
Babygirlrosiej
I’ve never felt more attracted to a man in my life! You think she’d share him?
BenLikesBigTits (reply to Babygirlrosiej)
if she shares him, maybe he’ll share her! I’d pay to get my ass in that cute little pussy of hers!!
“Oh my…” You whispered, feeling yourself flush at their dirty words in response to your video. Yoongi chuckled, taking his phone back with a grin.
“I’d say we’re a success, babygirl!” He exclaimed, lacing his fingers through yours. “Lots of people are requesting for us to make more videos as well…what do you think?”
“Honestly, I’d love to,” You giggled, leaning over to nuzzle into his side. “I’m sure we can find ways to make the videos exciting…I mean we are a pretty exciting couple.”
“You can say that again, baby,” He growled, cupping the back of your head and pressing his lips to yours. “What do you say…you give me a little private show tonight?”
“No recording?” You asked, raising a brow.
“Hmm…we’ll see how the night goes,” He replied, nipping your bottom lip, making you whimper.

It came as a surprise to both of you how easily you were able to fall into the lifestyle of posting videos of you two having sex for the internet. At first, you simply posted normal videos of the two of you going at it, recording whenever the mood hit you.
But one day, Yoongi found you lying on the bed, he had walked in carrying a box in his hands.
“What’s that, babe?” You asked, giving him a glance from over your phone before going back to scrolling through twitter.
“The other day, I was thinking,” He began, not caring that you weren’t looking at him. “We could do another video…with toys.”
Your attention was immediately drawn to him, locking your phone to toss it beside you. You sat up, watching as Yoongi began to open the box, using a pocketknife to cut through the tape. He was clearly suppressing an excited smile as he finally pulled the box flaps open to reveal another package inside. Your eyes grew wide as he pulled it out.
“A Hitachi Wand?!” You cried, tossing your head back to laugh. “Aren’t those things expensive?”
Yoongi simply shrugged, opting to tear open the packaging instead of answering you. With arms crossed over your chest, you watched him pull the large wand out of the box, discarding said box on the ground. The toy was rather large in his hand, shocking you at the size. You weren’t expecting it to be such a size, but you remembered the power the toy was said to hold.
The two of you had used toys plenty of times in the past, but they mostly consisted of dildos during foreplay, bullet vibes to amp up your orgasms, or the odd cockring you decided to test on your oh-so-willing boyfriend. However, this was the first time you’d ever even seen a Hitachi wand in real life.
“What do you say, princess?” Yoongi asked, breaking you from your thoughts.
“You know I’m always game,” You grinned, sitting up to rip your sweatshirt off.
“Fuck, I love it when you’re eager,” He groaned, reaching behind him to grab the hem of his shirt, tugging it up over his head to toss away.
“Don’t act like you haven’t been hard since that package arrived,” You slyly spat back, making Yoongi squint at you teasingly.
“Shut up and get naked,” He growled, rounding the bed to plug in the toy, making sure to take the protective covering on the metal prongs.
While you stripped, tossing your clothes on the floor while Yoongi set up the phone against the table lamp, a filming position he grew all to used to using. It gave a perfect view of the bed, to show the activities you did.
He hit the record button, before walking around the bed to crawl onto it between your spread legs.
“God, you always look so good,” He grinned, ghosting his fingers up your bare thighs, making goosebumps rise all over your skin.
“All yours baby,” You cooed in return, reaching down to lace your fingers through his. With his wandering hand now taken into yours, he leaned down to press soft kisses against your thigh.
You sighed softly, closing your eyes at the soothing feeling of his lips traveling up your thighs. Your spread your legs slightly, giving him a view of your pussy, which was already wet from his ministrations. He groaned, watching as your lips parted, exposing the beautiful pink inner lips and swollen clit that he loved so much to wrap his lips around and bring you to ecstasy suckling.
“I love how you get so wet this fast for me,” He whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to your hip.
You grinned, raising your hips as a hint for him to begin touching you. “I love that you can get me this wet so fast,”
Releasing your hand from his own grip, he quickly ran his fingers through your slit, scooping your juices from your hole to bring to your clit. Your head fell back against the pillows at the light stimulation of his rough fingers on your sensitive bud.
One thing about Yoongi is that he knew exactly how to touch you and when to touch you. He was so calculated in every move he made, and it always brought you the most powerful orgasms.
“I’m thinking we use the toy now,” He said, glancing up at you with glinting eyes.
Your eyes widened, he had barely even done anything and he was wanting to use it now?
“W-What? So soon? I’ll be too sensitive for it,” You fired back, squinting at him suspiciously.
“It’ll be fine,” He chuckled, grabbing the wand from beside you on the bed. “We can dabble in some forced orgasms tonight then.”
Your eyes nearly bulged out of your head at his words. He was such a little demon. Your heart pounded in your ears as he turned the toy on, the loud vibrating noise filling the room. Before you could even think of a retort or slam your legs closed so he couldn’t touch you with that toy, it was suddenly attached to your clit.
Your mouth flew open in a silent scream as your back arched. The vibrations that were sent through you were too much for your unprepared body. Yoongi grinned, feeling himself pulse in his sweats. The sight of you, unable to control your body due to this new toy, was extremely arousing to him. He was positive that you were going to make him cum in his jeans by the end of this.
“I-It’s too muh-much, Yoongi!” You sobbed, squeezing your eyes shut as you reached down to blindly grapple onto his arm. He hissed slightly at the feeling of your nails biting in his skin, no doubt leaving crescent indents in their wake.
“You can take it, kitten, I know you can.” He growled, circling the bulbous end of the toy around your bud, making you sob out his name.
However much you liked to fight the overstimulating feeling, you couldn’t deny the bite of pleasure it sent through you. The sound of Yoongi’s encouraging words and the way he ground his hard, covered cock against your leg was sickeningly arousing.
“You’re so hard,” You whimpered out, arching your hips more towards the toy, the feeling over painful overstimulation was quickly driving you to the edge.
“You’re going to make me cum,” Yoongi growled, a noise that made your cunt pulse around nothing.
“P-Please, Yoongi,” You begged softly, your breathing coming out harder as the seconds ticked by.
“Please what, baby? What do you need?” He gasped out, humping against your leg even faster, clearly getting to the edge himself.
“Fingers, please give me your fingers!” You cried.
You were on the edge, so close to the edge but not quite able to fall over it. Without any warning, Yoongi brought up his free hand, which he had been using to hold himself up over your body and slid them into your pulsing entrance. He moaned at the wet squelch he could hear over the loud vibrations of the wand. His hand was quickly becoming wet as he thrusted his fingers in and out of you, reaching up to directly hit your g-spot, which caused you to cry out his name.
He suddenly clicked the toy from the low setting to the high setting, which was much more powerful than you could have even imagined. With his fingers scraping against your g-spot and the toy battering your swollen, sensitive clit, you came.
Tossing the toy away and ripping his fingers from your hole, a torrent of your cum came gushing out, soaking the bed and his hands. He quickly used four of his fingers to slide back and forth over your nub, causing more of your cum to squirt out, causing the wet spot on the bed to become bigger. Finally, you reached down and grabbed his wrist, pushing his hand away.
You pulled your legs closer to your body, still trembling through the electricity of pleasure running through your body. Yoongi reached beside him to take the toy, turning it off, which caused silence to fill the room. Carefully leaning over you, he grabbed the phone from the table and stopped the recording.
“D-Did you cum, Yoongi?” You asked, peeking over your legs at him.
He grinned, “Yeah, fuckin’ came in my pants like a teenager when you squirted everywhere,”
Rolling your eyes, you finally let your body go limp on the bed, holding your arms out to him. With a grin on his face, he leaned down, snuggling into your arms and pressing gentle kisses against your face.
“I love you so much, kitten,” He whispered, finally pressing his lips against yours.
When he pulled back he could see your own grin mirroring his. “I love you more!”

You and Yoongi long since discovered ways to please the people who viewed your videos. There were people who enjoyed just videos of you two fucking, others enjoyed videos where Yoongi pleasured you, and others who enjoyed you pleasuring Yoongi. Today was a day to show the world how well you could give your deserving boyfriend head.
You found him in the living room, legs spread casually as he watched TV, making it easy access to do what you were craving. You pulled out your phone, pressing the record button, aiming it at your unsuspecting boyfriend.
“Hey babe?” You asked, biting your lip to hold down your grin.
“Yeah?” He asked, not tearing his eyes from the TV, which was playing Train to Busan, you noted.
“Can I suck you off?”
“Sure, if you want to,” He asked, not even sparing a glance towards you.
You let out an excited giggle, keeping the phone held up so you could get a perfect view of your beautiful boyfriend. When you rounded the corner, Yoongi finally looked at you to see your phone held up.
He grinned, raising a brow, “Are you recording this?”
“Obviously,” You rolled your eyes, acting as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “The viewers are going to love seeing how hard you cum down my throat, yeah?”
“Fuck, you little minx,” He growled, reaching out to take your free hand, helping you to kneel down in front of him. He carefully took the phone from you, making sure not to shake the camera too much until it was stably facing you.
You grinned, making eye contact with the camera before looking behind it and winking at Yoongi. Your hands quickly became busy, drifting up and down his jean covered thighs, ghosting over his crotch, which made him shift, offering himself up to your wandering touch.
Yoongi had always been sensitive to your touch, one look and he’d be pressing his hard member against your ass in the kitchen. You and Yoongi had probably had sex on every inch of your home. His receptiveness to your teasing touches was obvious in the way he was already hardening in his jeans.
“Fuck, unbutton them for me, kitten,” Yoongi groaned, bucking his hips lightly as his signal.
You were quick to reach up and flick the button open with practiced ease. You wrestled to get his zipper down for a second before you were able to reach into his boxers, which were red you noted, to pull out his hard cock.
“You always cum really fast from my mouth, isn’t that right, babe?” You asked with a sly grin.
“Watch your mouth, little one,” He growled, glaring at you over the phone.
“Oh, don’t act all big and bad because the camera is rolling,” You teased, wrapping your hand around him, giving him a squeeze to make his hips jump.
“Just put me in that slutty mouth of yours already, or you’ll regret all this teasing,” He growled, his tone holding a dark promise.
You felt a shiver go down your spine at the thought. Yoongi very rarely had punished you, but when he did is one of the most exhilarating thing you’d experienced. He had edged you for 2 hours with just his fingers and tongue to the point you were a blubbering, begging mess for him to make you cum. But once he made you cum, he didn’t stop at just one. Before the night had finished, you were then begging him to stop making you cum.
It was a fun and pleasure-filled night; however, you weren’t in a huge rush to experience it again. It had wiped you out for like two days, though, you spend those two days in bed with a very attentive Min Yoongi attached to you.
You definitely weren’t eager to experience it tonight, so you quickly leaned forward to take the head of his cock into your mouth. Yoongi groaned at the feeling of your hot, wet tongue lapping at the pearly beads of precum that formed.
Yoongi’s head fell back, hitting the back of the couch in pleasure. His hold on the phone slipped a little before he could drop it however, he corrected it and showed the way your mouth eagerly took him all the way to the base.
“God, your mouth is so good,” He moaned, using his free hand to run through your hair.
You carefully popped off of his dick, licking your lips clear of stray spit. “Are you close already?”
“You fucking know what your mouth does,” He snapped back, eyes fiery as he gripped your hair in his fist and pushed your head back down until you took his cock completely down your throat once again.
His slow groans of pleasure quickly deteriorated into frequent gasps of pleasure as you began to work your tongue against the underside of his cock, where you knew he was sensitive. You were greeted by his cum bursting into your mouth, making you whimper at the oh-so-familiar taste.
You carefully pulled off of him, swallowing down his load before opening your mouth to show the camera it was all gone.
“You’ll kill me one day, you know that?” He chuckled, ending the video before dropping the phone beside him to tuck himself back into his jeans.

You were laying in bed, a lazy, slow Sunday and you were curled up on the couch watching a Disney movie you blackmailed him into watching. His arm was wrapped tightly around your shoulders while you snuggled into his chest, inhaling his intoxicating scent.
“Hey, we got an email,” He said, showing you his phone, you didn’t even realize he had pulled out. You wanted to chastise him for it but the email caught your attention first.
From: Amateurxxx Co.
Recipient: [email protected]
Hello, this is Head of Modeling at Amateruxxx Co. We recently discovered your growing popularity on our website, as you’re one of the only couples to participate so fully in videos while interacting with your viewers.
After discussing it with Management we have decided to extend a contract to the two of you to become our full-time models for the website. You will be paid handsomely every time you post a video or photograph to the website and it garners views.
If you have any questions, feel free to contact me again. If you’re interested in pursuing this line of work, we have a company base set up in Seoul that we invite you to join so we can go over your contracts.
Thank you,
Choi Seunghyun, Head of Modeling
“Well,” You said, eyebrows raised in your shock. “I wasn’t expecting that,”
“I mean…” He paused, seeming to think over his words carefully. “we like…having sex and…posting it…”
“Uhuh…” You nodded, meeting his eyes to reassure him as he spoke.
“If we could…get paid for it, I think that’d be pretty nice…” He muttered, tearing his eyes from yours to look back at the TV, though it was clear he wasn’t watching it.
“Wouldn’t that make us porn stars?” You asked, biting your lip nervously.
“I’m not sure…” He replied honestly, bringing his arm up to run his fingers through your hair soothingly. “How about we talk to them and ask any questions we have?”

Having just posted a new video, you and Yoongi were laid in bed together. You watched as he read emails, checked Instagram, and twitter. Just as he opened twitter he got a notification from the amateurxxx twitter account.
When he opened it, he could see they retweeted something from kstarzxxx, an affiliate you learned about after you and Yoongi signed the contract.
Amateurxxx retweeted
kstarz @kstarzxxx
Award winning porn model Kim Seokjin, renowned for his portrayal of hardcore bondage, has decided to branch out into softer elements. Please look forward to his debut in the softcore field!

Chapter Text

You sighed as you dropped down into your office chair, feeling all the stress from working nonstop lately. No matter how much you tried to get time off, your boss repeatedly declined. You carefully typed the password into your desktop, opening excel to begin the task your boss had given you.
Just as you started your draft, your phone lit up beside you on your desk. The notification let you know you had received an email. Carefully, you examined around, making sure no one else in the other cubicles before you unlocked your phone to open the email.
“Good evening, Miss. _____,
We looked over your application to attend a shooting with one of our masters. Congratulations, we’ve decided to accept you! We have an opening at 8pm this Saturday. Please arrive 30 minutes to an hour early to allow for time to fill out paperwork.
See you soon!
kinkdungeon
xxx”
You bit your lip as you desperately tried to hold in your squeals of excitement.
You see, with your bastard boss denying you vacation days even though you had more than enough saved up, you took it into your own hands to find a way to relieve your growing stress and tension. Most people would get a massage or go to the spa, but instead you wanted to get railed as hard as possible. What better way to do that than to visit a kink dungeon?
So, you finished work as fast as you possibly could before you were let off of work precisely at 5pm. You rushed home to give yourself a facial mask and shave everywhere you possibly could before moisturizing your whole body.
Tomorrow was the day.

You nervously pulled the sleeves of your sweater down over your hands as you entered the intimidating doorway to the kink dungeon. When you stepped into the lobby, you were hit with warm air and the pleasant scent of lavender. The heavily tattooed lady at the front desk looked up from her computer and smiled softly.
“Can I help you?” She asked, eyeing you up and down as you approached the desk.
“I have an appointment…8pm?” You nervously cleared your throat as your mouth felt dry from nerves.
“Name?” She asked, moving her gaze to her computer.
“_____,” You responded automatically, keeping your eyes on the woman as he typed into the computer before she gave a firm nod.
“Okay,” She said, turning to the side to pull out a little stack of papers. “I need you to fill these in for me.”
“R-Right,” You muttered, remembering the email said there would be paperwork. You carefully took the papers and a clipboard with an attached pen. Placing it down on the desk, you read through the papers which were basically waivers, consent forms for filming, and just basic information about you. When you finished with your signature, you returned the clipboard to her. You stood there, awkwardly shifting from one foot to the other as the lady put in your information into the system. You looked on the wall behind her, noticing that there were several portraits of people on the walls.
“Who are those people?” You asked the lady, causing her to look behind her before smiling.
“Oh, those are the masters and mistresses of the dungeon,” She replied, returning to finish entering your information. “Okay, so you’re all set, you can go ahead through that door. Jieun is back there and she’ll help get you situated and you can ask her any questions you have!”
“Thank you,” You smiled before going through the door she had pointed out.
As you stepped inside, you found yourself in a hallway with a large handful of doors. There was a lady, who you assumed to be Jieun, sitting at a desk situated in the corner.
“Hi,” Jieun grinned, waving you over to her. “So, your appointment is set to start soon. I want you to into the room behind me and get changed into one of the complimentary robes.”
“O-Okay,” You bit your lip as you stepped behind her desk to enter the room.
When you entered, you immediately noticed it was a locker room. It had lockers and shower stalls like at a school along with some changing stalls with a red curtain to hide your dignity. Carefully, you stepped into one of the changing rooms, closing the curtain before taking off the clothes you wore to the dungeon. After you were naked you took off the robe that was hung up on the wall of the stall, taking a careful smell of it to make sure it was clean. The scent of fresh laundry detergent filled your senses and you smiled before sliding the soft material over your body, tying the sash tightly to prevent it from falling open.
You made sure to put your belongings into a locker, memorizing it as locker number 7, before you stepped out of the room. Jieun grinned at you as you stepped out.
“Good, you’re ready!” She smiled, standing up from her chair, waving you to follow her down the hallway until she stopped at one of the last rooms. “Please go inside this room and have a seat, the recording will start soon. Do you have any questions?”
“Um, w-who will I be filming with?” You asked nervously.
“You mean your master?” You nodded in response. “Mr. Jung is your master. He’s perfect for beginners like yourself and he’s a real charmer! You’re in good hands, trust me.”
You thanked Jieun before she opened the door, allowing you to step in. The loud clang of the door seemed final as you stared at the room you were now in. It was completely different from what you expected. Instead of dark walls and concrete floors with scary metal rods everywhere, you were greeted with a calm beige painted wall and soft carpet beneath your feet along with navy blue furniture littering the room in various areas.
You padded across the floor to take a seat on the couch, the plush fabric helping to relax you. As soon as you sat back against the couch to relax, the door opened once again.
“Hello,” A man called, walking in with a bright smile on his face. “My name is Youngjae, and I’ll just be here to record the opening segment of the film, and then I’ll be out of your hair!”
“That’s f-fine,” You muttered, wincing as you stumbled over your words.
Youngjae opened a closet door and pulled out a tripod and a case, which he carried over to where you were situated on the couch. You watched in tense silence as he set up the camera and tripod, so it would face directly at you.
“Okay,” He said, taking a seat on a chair opposite of you. “I’m going to ask you some questions, is that okay?”
“Y-Yeah…” You responded immediately, already feeling awkward before he even pressed the record button.
“Alright,” He reached forward to the camera before announcing ‘action’ and beginning the recording. “Please state your name for the viewers and your age.”
You did as you were told, gaining a smile of encouragement from Youngjae.
“So, what brings you here?”
“Works been stressing me out…so I figured…why not?” You responded, fiddling nervously with the hem of your robe.
“You seem a little nervous, have you ever done anything like this before?”
“No,” You shook your head. “Well, I’ve experimented in BDSM with past boyfriends, but I’ve never done it with a professional or in a…facility.”
“Oh! So, we’re popping your dungeon cherry!” Youngjae laughed gleefully, making your face burn hot at his choice of phrasing.
Youngjae asked you a few more questions before he stood up and bid you goodbye. Once he was gone, the room was filled with an almost deafening silence.
Before you could get too nervous from the overbearing silence, there was a gentle knock on the door. After a second of silence, you replied to come in, causing the door to open.
“Hello!” A man beamed at you, taking your breath away with his sunshine exterior. “I’m Jung Hoseok and I’m going to be your master for this session,”
“O-Oh…” You swallowed thickly, watching as he walked up to you with his hand held out, meeting you in a handshake. “N-Nice to meet you,”
“Likewise,” He said, flashing you a dazzling smile before he took a seat across from you, looking as if he’s done this a million times; which, he probably has. “Now, I’d like to talk to you about your limits and do’s and don’ts. I know you filled out the paper, but I’d like to hear it from your mouth.”
“O-Okay, what do you want to know?” You asked, mentally slapping yourself for stuttering so much.
“How do you feel about restraining, blindfolds, and spanking?” He asked, crossing one leg over the other with an encouraging smile on his face, his black bangs lightly hanging in his eyes.
“Um, I’ve never really tried restraints but I’m open to it, I don’t like blindfolds and I love spanking,” You smiled to yourself for not stuttering.
“I see, I see,” Hoseok paused, seeming to think for a second before asking the next question. “Have you ever done any anal? What over overstimulation?”
“I’ve…never done anal but I really want to and I have dabbled in overstimulation,” You bit your lip, feeling your face heat up from the confession.
“Wonderful,” He grinned, making you blush further at how attractive he was. “I have a scene in mind that’s perfect for you. Now, I want to give you your safeword.”
“Okay,” You replied immediately, giving him your full attention.
“If at any time during the session you feel uncomfortable or something’s wrong, you can use the safeword. You won’t be gagged at any time so you will be able to tell me,” He smiled, standing up and holding his hand out for you to take, which you did with a small smile of your own. “Are you ready?”
“Yes, go ahead,”
“Velvet,” When you gave him a firm nod he shook his head. “I need to hear you say it, darling,”
“V-Velvet,” You breathed, already beginning to feel your body heat up as Hoseok’s demeanor began to change.
“Are you ready to start?” He asked, moving to stand closer to you, reaching up and brushing your hair behind your ear gently.
“Y-Yes…”
“Yes what, kitten?”
“Yes sir…” Your voice trembled as you uttered the words, feeling heat spread through your body as your arousal settled in your stomach.
“Good girl,” He cooed, cupping your face in his palms, gently smoothing his thumbs over your skin. Slowly, he used one hand to untie the sash on your waist, letting the robe fall open to expose your bare body to both his gaze and the cool room. “Can you sit down on the floor for me?”
“Y-Yes sir,” Connecting your eyes with his, you slowly sunk to the floor, the carpeted floor greeting your knees when you finally settled, feeling even more exposed to his gaze now that you were both naked and on your knees at his mercy.
“That’s a good girl,” He gently patted your head before turning around, making his way to a closet.
Your eyes were locked on the way his lithe body moved so confidently. He fished around in the closet for a second before he pulled out a duffle bag. When he made his way back over to you, he placed the bag on the edge of the couch before opening it and pulling out red ties. He briefly showed the material to you before he made his way behind you.
“Put your arms together behind you, please,” He said, voice soft but still commanding.
You quickly brought them to your back, which Hoseok then took and folded them together so it would be comfortable for you but still render you immobile. You immediately felt the cool silk when he began to tie your arms in place. It took you a moment to get your balance when he released you, leaving you to kneel with your arms tied behind you.
“There you go, sweetheart,” He cooed, moving to stand in front of you.
You bit your lip, staring up at him as he began to unbutton his jeans. Your eyes widened when his cock was exposed to your gaze for the first time, making your mouth run dry. He was already hard just from tying you up, and you automatically opened your mouth, resulting in a ‘good girl’ praise from him.
Ever so slowly, he sunk his cock into your mouth, making him moan softly when he was surrounded by the wet warmth of your mouth. Your tongue swirled gently around the head, coaxing a bead of precum from the tip. You moaned at his taste, closing your eyes as you carefully sucked his cock, making sure not to graze him with your teeth as he carefully thrusted in and out, just barely kissing your gag reflex.
“Fuck,” He groaned, tangling his long fingers in your hair. “I knew you were going to be a good girl for me,”
With your mouth full, you were unable to answer, but his praise had your core tingling and you were positive by the end of this you’ll have to drink 50 bottles of Gatorade to make up for the loss of moisture in your body from where it all leaked out to form a puddle on the floor.
Suddenly, he pulled his cock out of your mouth, leaving you to whimper and squirm in a pit of your own arousal. You licked your lips, collecting the string of spit that connected your lips to his cock still, making him moan softly as he wrapped his hand around his cock and pumped it slowly, smearing your saliva all over the shaft.
“Bend over, put your head on the couch for me,” He ordered, roughly grabbing your arm to tug you into the correct position.
Your bare ass and core were exposed to his gaze now as he rounded behind you, still pumping his cock in his hand. He kicked the insides of your thighs, forcing you to spread your legs more until your body weight was supported by holding yourself up by leaning on the couch.
Hoseok released his cock, squatting down behind you. You whimpered softly when his hand cupped one of your cheeks, spreading it to get a good view of your leaking entrance and twitching rosebud. He groaned softly, releasing your cheek only to bring his hand down with a resounding smack that made you whine in shock from the sudden sting.
“God, you have a beautiful ass, babygirl,” He growled, delivering another slap to the same spot, watching the skin jiggle under the impact.
He continued to rain down smacks onto your ass, forcing moans and whimpers from you while he gave growls and praises as you took every slap. Your ass became red, the once apparent handprints becoming blotches of red that appeared all over the skin. Every time he paused to sooth the skin with a gentle hand, the contact made you squirm in place. You were so wet, clenching around nothing as your juices slowly leaked down your thigh and onto the floor. Hoseok hadn’t yet commented on how wet you were and you were filled with embarrassment at the prospect of how he would degrade you once he noticed.
“Dirty girl,” He cooed, standing up once again, making you sigh once all contact with him ceased. Mindlessly, you ground your hips into the air, desperate for some kind of friction on your aching clit. “You want to get fucked, beautiful, is that why you’re dripping all over the place?”
You whimpered in response, biting your lip as your hole clenched pathetically once more. When you didn’t respond, Hoseok grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking you up to look at him, making you cry out at the shock of pain through your scalp.
“I asked you a question, princess,” He growled, lust-filled eyes burning holes into you the longer he glared at you.
“Y-Yes I wan-want to get fucked so bad, sir!” You cried, barely even aware of the words that left your lips as you were sucked into a haze of arousal.
“There’s a good girl,” He cooed, gently letting you lay back down on the couch. “Since you’re being so good, I’ll fuck you, how does that sound?”
“Y-Yes please Master!” You whined, poking your butt out more when you felt him kneel behind you.
He reached between your legs, his fingers sliding between the swollen, wet lips of your heat to find your clit. You keened immediately, grinding down into his touch only to whine in disappointment when his touch disappeared.
“Fucking soaking cunt,” He growled, sliding the fingers he had just touched you with, which were coated in your juice, into his mouth. “And so sweet too, I’d love to spend all day tasting your little pussy but I really gotta fuck you now,”
With a desperate whine you felt Hoseok’s head prod at your entrance. While you weren’t prepped at all, you knew you were more than wet enough to accept his member all at once. This was proven the moment Hoseok thrusted forward to sheath his entire length into your hole. Once he was fully seated to the base, he paused for a moment to listen to you whimper in pleasure at being filled finally.
His fingers gently caressed down your spine, soothing your whimpers and trembling with his gentle touch. When he was sure you were adjusted to his sudden entrance, he pulled back only to thrust himself back inside you with a loud, wet smack. Your hands, bound behind you, flexed as you desperately wanted something to grapple onto to ground yourself with Hoseok’s cock kissing against your g-spot causing untold pleasure.
“It-It’s so good…Master, please,” You begged mindlessly, feeling tears prick at your eyes at the pleasure.
“Please what, little one,” He asked, leaning over your body, feeling your hands grip at his shirt once it was within reach.
“F-Fuck me…” You whined, squeezing your eyes shut, causing a stray tear to roll down your cheek.
“If that’s what you want, then you’ll get it,”
You whined when he pulled away from you, causing your hands to scramble at nothing for a second before he started fucking you with all he had. You felt your eyes roll back into your head the faster he went, his jeans scraping against the tender skin of your butt only added to all the sensations you were feeling at once. His cock pounded away at your g-spot, and you felt so close to your orgasm, but you were unable to release without the needed stimulation to your clit. Hoseok reached beneath you, both hands cupping your breasts before he pulled you until your back was pressed against his chest and you were standing on your knees.
“God, you’re so fucking wet…and tight…” He growled into your ear, nimble fingers pinching your sensitive nipples.
His filthy words only added to the ever growing unachievable orgasm that dangled in front of you. Hoseok merely chuckled when you your head flopped back against his shoulder, your eyes rolled back into your head as your hole desperately convulsed around his penetrating cock. Your juices flowed endlessly, coating his cock and balls and down your thighs. You were an absolute mess for him, and it was fucking beautiful.
“You wanna cum, huh?” He growled into your ear, only receiving a small whimper from you in response.
He released one of your breasts, wrapping his now free hand around your throat, immediately cutting off your air supply. The way your eyes bulged in shock was humorous to him, making him smirk. Your cheeks slowly became a deeper shade of red as you blindly stared at him while he fucked you. Just as your eyes began to roll back once again, he released your throat, taking in the desperate sound of you gasping for air.
“Now, do you want to cum, slut?!” He growled into your ear once again.
“Y-Yes! Yes, please Master!” You cried, practically sobbing for your release.
“Alright, get down then,” He released you, letting you drop down to the floor with a solid thump, but you barely noticed as you buried your face in the carpet.
You were able to stare between your legs to watch Hoseok’s cock pound in and out of your desperate hole. You were expecting to feel his fingers find your hard little clit, but instead you felt him circling around your other entrance. Your mouth dropped open in a silent moan when he sunk his thumb into the puckered hole, feeling even more full than you ever had before.
Suddenly, you were cumming. The sound of your heart pounding filled your ears, you weren’t aware of anything other than the orgasm wrecking your body. Your walls convulsed helplessly around Hoseok’s thick cock, coating him in your cum and making a complete mess.
As your senses returned to you, you immediately became aware of Hoseok’s groaning and how he was still fucking you without missing a beat.
“Fuck, you came so hard for me, babygirl,” He cooed, pulling his thumb from your ass, only to bring his fingers to your clit, too sensitive for his expert touch.
“Ah! P-Please, I’m too sensitive!” You cried, trying to dislodge his fingers from your bud.
“I’m gonna cum,” He growled, suddenly, the feeling of your walls tightening on him from your oversensitivity causing him to race towards his own end.
With your own sob of pleasure, he yanked himself from your hole, desperately jerking himself off over your body. You were unable to see him, and you wished you could, so you closed your eyes and listened to the way his moans rose in frequency until you felt a hot splash against your rosebud. He slowed his pace on his cock, making sure to milk out every drop of cum until his orgasm came to an end.
You were both panting by the end of it, a calm stillness overtaking the room. However, Hoseok was the first to move, stuffing his softening length back into his jeans before standing up. Ever so gently, he untied your hands, allowing you to sit yourself up.
You were still returning to a solid headspace as you sat there on the floor, feeling sticky but satisfied. You blinked your bleary eyes, finding Hoseok where he was digging through the bag he got the ties from. He pulled out a blue and white package from the bag and found his way back over to you.
“How’re you feeling, beautiful,” He cooed, offering you his brilliant smile once again. This time, you were able to offer him a hazy smile in return.
“I’m okay,” You replied softly, making him chuckle softly.
“I’ve got some baby wipes if you want to wipe down, do you want a bottle of water or candy? Get your sugar up?” He asked softly, keeping his voice level and calm.
“Yes please,” You took the baby-wipes he offered to you and began to wipe down your center and thighs, where the stickiness and wetness was concentrated, while Hoseok went to a mini-fridge to get what you asked for.

After about 30 minutes, you finally felt steady enough to move on your own. You felt like yourself as well, sitting there eating a Snickers and drinking a bottle of water until both were gone.
“It was lovely meeting you, _____,” He said, blushing softly at the relaxed nature of his words despite the fact that he had just fucked you silly not that long ago.
“Y-You too,” You offered before you parted your ways.

Finally dressed in your clothes, you were ready to go. However, you had to fight the blush as you stepped outside once again, worried that everyone would know what you had been up to-even though no one else was around the building at this time of night.
You sighed, getting into your car before your phone went off.
“From: Unknown
On a scale of 1-10, how would you rate our service at Kink Dungeons?”
With a shy smile, you carefully typed a 10.

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The fluorescent lights in the office were beginning to give you a headache. You mindlessly glared at the ceiling as you waited for your manager, Hakyeon, to return from a call he had from the management head. The head of the company sat in front of you, tapping his foot on the floor as awkward silence enveloped you two.
“We sent out your profile to some companies,” He said, voice sounding bored and monotone. “we’ve got a couple…applicants if you will, so Hakyeon has gone to retrieve them.”
You knew all this already, but you smiled and nodded in return anyway, not wanting to be rude to the man who held you career in the palm of his hand even though he was insufferable. You had been called to the office to review the companies who wanted to film with you for your debut in the industry, so him explaining what was going on for the second time was simply redundant. Regardless, you returned your sight to the ceiling, chewing on your lip mindlessly as more painfully awkward silence passed.
Just as you heaved a sigh, the door slammed open, making both you and the boss jump in shock. You spun around in your seat to watch Hakyeon fly in, looking frazzled and holding his phone high above his head.
“What is the meaning of this Mr. Cha?” The boss scolded, beady eyes glaring holes into your manager.
“W-We got a reply from Kim Namjoon!” His words caused your eyes to nearly bulge out of your head in shock.
“Wh-We didn’t even send her information to KNJ Studios!” The boss sputtered, sitting up in his chair with wide eyes now.
“He managed to get a hold of it and offered for her to debut on his casting couch!” Hakyeon all but squealed, a dazzling smile gracing his face.
“Holy shit,” You whispered, looking at the boss, who was now also smiling.
“I think it’s safe to assume we’ll take him up on that offer,” The boss said, giving you and Hakyeon a nod of approval.
“Let me read the email, Hakyeon,” You said, taking his phone from his hands when he offered it to you.
Dear Mr. Song of Song X Studios,
I recently heard on the grapevine that you have a dazzling flower who is look looking to debut. After reviewing her profile, I’ve decided to extend my congratulations and also offer her debut on my Casting Couch!
-KNJ of KNJ Studios
“This is huge,” Hakyeon gushed, practically vibrating with excitement. “every girl to debut on Kim Namjoon’s Casting Couch is a huge success! Kim Jieun, Bae Sooyoung, Park Minji, and Yoo Ari! They’re all some of the biggest names in porn, and _____ ______ will be the next one!”
The entire way home, you had a smile on your face. Things were definitely looking up. After having your parents throw you out after finding out you were doing cam porn to being picked up by Song X Studios, things hadn’t looked this bright for your future until this moment.
The air conditioner was going strong in the little office at KNJ Studios. You’d come in right on time and had been lead to a stylishly decorated office and were told to wait for ‘Mr. Kim’ to arrive. So, you sat in the office, tapping your foot on the floor waiting. You heard your phone ping, alerting you to a text.
When you looked at who it was, Hakyeon’s name was displayed across the screen.
From: Hakyeon [1:20pm]
How is everything?
To: Hakyeon [1:20pm]
Waiting for him to arrive. Ah- I think that’s him now!
Just as you hit send, the door opened to the office and you tucked your phone back into your bag.
“Hey there,” A tall man with an adorable dimpled smile shut the door and took a seat beside you on the couch. “I’m sorry for making you wait!”
“It’s fine,” You smiled, holding your hand out to him. “I’m _____.”
“I’m Namjoon,” He took your hand, shocking you with how big his hand was compared to yours. “it’s nice to meet you.”
“So, what happens here?” You asked, gesturing with your now free hand to the room.
“Basically,” Namjoon stood up suddenly, walking over to a desk located in the middle of the room, shuffling around in a drawer before pulling out a handheld camcorder. “I’m going to ask you some questions and then we’ll start with the…scene.”
“Oh, alright,” You nodded your head, smiling brightly at him. However, you couldn’t deny the way your heart began to race at the idea of having sex with this man. From what you’ve seen of his videos, he’s powerful and just the sight of his dark gaze in the camera had your panties gushing. You can only imagine what it’s going to be like when that gaze is directed at you.
“And, action,” He grinned, dimple being exposed in the process as he aimed the camcorder at you. A red light was now on, signaling that he had indeed started recording. “please introduce yourself for the viewers.”
“Hi,” You gave a shy wave, not used to being put on the spot like this. “my name is _____ and I’m here on Kim Namjoon’s Casting Couch for my debut from Song X Studios.”
“Tell us a little about yourself,” Namjoon said, easing you through the interview process like he would with any newbie, but you appreciated it nonetheless.
“Like what?” You asked, crossing your right leg over your left, aware of how nice it made your legs look to him, making him smirk and lick his lips.
“How about you tell us some things you’re into, sweetheart,” He took a seat, once again, beside you on the couch, keeping the camcorder trained on you as you smiled and thought of an answer.
“Well, I love being man handled,” You bit your lip when Namjoon’s gaze darkened. “and I love feeling a man’s hands wrapping around my throat.”
“So, you’re a submissive, then? And you like it rough,” He coaxed, shifting in his seat as the confines of his jeans began to grow uncomfortable around his hardening cock.
“Yeah, I do,” You purred, biting your lip as you reached over, finding purchase on his thigh before moving up to cup his cock through his jeans.
“God, you little minx,” He cooed, sitting back to let you rub him, gently cupping his member as he kept you in frame for the camera. “Tell me more,”
“Fuck, you’re big,” You whispered, sliding off the couch and situate yourself on your knees between his thighs. “I love being fucked with thick cocks like yours,”
“There’s a good girl,” He praised, using one hand to help you unbutton his pants so you could reach inside and pull out his throbbing cock. “give me a good lick, sweetheart,”
You wasted no time wrapping your nimble fingers around the base of him, opening your mouth wide enough to accept the head of his member. He sighed, eyes closing as he felt the heat of your wet tongue swipe over his tip, tasting his precum.
He allowed you to suck on him, lathering his member in your saliva until you reached the point where you couldn’t handle anymore of him in your mouth. You bobbed your head, relishing in the little grunts and pants of pleasure he released mixed with small praises.
“C’mon, babygirl, take me all the way in that slutty throat,” He growled, his free hand tangling in your hair before he started to push himself further in your mouth. You eyes teared up as he sucked in air through your nose when he reached your gag-reflex, causing you to swallow around him, making him moan once more.
Finally, a cord snapped in his self-control and he lifted his hips up, forcing his whole cock down your throat. You choked but worked on relaxing your throat to allow him to fuck as he wanted. Your panties felt as if they were soaked and sticking to you, having this beautiful man use your throat as he wanted was a turn on.
“Fuck look how sloppy you are, you’re drooling everywhere, baby,” He growled, snapping his hips once more into your mouth before he suddenly pulled out, leaving you a panting mess before him. “Strip for me,”
Standing up, you winced as your knees came off the carpet. But you ignored that as you reached behind you to unzip your dress, dropping the fabric to your feet to expose your bare chest and cute green panties you wore for this occasion. Namjoon groaned appreciatively, reaching out to cup your breast, pinching your nipple between his fingers.
“Pretty tits, baby,” He complimented, switching to tease your other nipple before stepping back to show the camera your whole body. “drop those panties and bend over.”
You were so turned on by this point you would have been willing to do anything he asked you, so with no hesitation your panties were on the floor around your ankles. Stepping out of them to avoid tripping on them later, you bent over, reaching behind to spread your cheeks apart.
“Fuck…” Namjoon whispered, walking closer, to give the camera a good view of your pulsing cunt. He slowly slid his fingers through your folds, pulling away to show how wet his fingers became with your juices. “so wet,”
After delivering a well-placed slap on your ass, that had you whimpering at the shock, you were ordered onto your hands and knees. You couldn’t deny how exposed and vulnerable you felt as he circled you with the camera to get good angles for the video. His large hands touched you everywhere, sliding between your holds to sink into the wet hole of your pussy, making you whimper and grind back for more stimulation.
You nearly sobbed when you finally felt the blunt head of his cock pressing into you. The stretch was addictive, nearly sending you over the edge as he pressed against all your pleasure spots. He was finally sheathed within you, camera taping the way your hole fluttered around him, quickly becoming comfortable with being filled.
With one hand on your hip, he pulled almost completely out before sinking back inside in one graceful move. Your back arched and your legs trembled at the feeling of him fucking you. You desperately wished you were able to watch his face as he was inside you, it had always been a turn on for you when men showed their pleasure from your body. However, your eyes rolled back into your head when his cock caught your g-spot as he thrusted in, showing no mercy as he began to abuse it.
“Fuck, you’re such a good girl,” He praised, panting and sweating as he fucked you with an almost animalistic need.
You knew Kim Namjoon would be a rough fuck, but this truly exceeded your expectations. Watching him fuck other girls on a computer screen was nothing compared to the real thing stretching you open and aiming for every spot he could to make you cum.
“Rub your clit for me, sweetheart, make this slutty little cunt cum all over me,” He ordered, teeth clenching as your walls clasped around him the second your fingers found your swollen, neglected bud. Your cried out, vocally telling him how good he felt as you were thrown over the edge, spilling everything you had over his member.
You clawed at the couch beneath you, the leather making an uncomfortable noise as your nails scratched at it, but the sound didn’t even penetrate the hazy static of your mind as your orgasm tumbled through you. Your body trembled, nearly making you collapse off of your knees if it hadn’t been for Namjoon’s iron grip on your hip. Taking your hand off your clit, you panted into the couch as your orgasm faded away.
“How about you ride me, babygirl, give the camera a show?” He asked as he pulled out of your still clenching hole, making you whimper at the loss. However, as soon as he was seated once again, grinning as he patted his lip to signal you to take a seat.
Your heart nearly jumped at the sight, his t-shirt drawn up to give you a little peak of his smooth stomach and his cock, pulsing and leaking while covered with your cum as it laid against his stomach. He looked absolutely delectable and your cunt clenched, causing more of your slick juices to pool out of you before you positioned yourself on top of him. He shivered when your hand gripped his cock once again, holding it at your entrance before you sunk down.
You leaned back, placing your hands on his knees as you ground down, feeling his cock stirring inside you and grazing over your g-spot once again, making you shiver in pleasure. He filmed as your juices slid down his shaft onto his balls, making a mess of both of you. His free hand cupped your breast again as you began to fuck yourself on his cock, your breasts bouncing hypnotically for the camera and him.
“You’re clenching so fucking tight,” He growled, pinching your nipple to make you whimper. “that orgasm made you sensitive huh? Why don’t you go ahead and cum again for me,”
With his soft words of encouragement coupled with his fingers suddenly finding their way to your clit, you were cumming for the second and final time that session. Namjoon, his cock beautifully coated in your cream, fucks himself into your quivering hole a few more times before pulling out. Before he can even touch himself to jerk off, your hands are wrapped around his member and giving hard, firm strokes of his sensitive cock until he explodes. A string of his cum manages to reach your chest before the rest drips out of his slit and over your fingers.
Once his body trembles in overstimulation, you release his cock, letting it hit his stomach where it begins to soften. Still filming, he sows the camera how you bring your cum-covered fingers to your lips where you lick them clean, eyes rolling back into your head at the taste of him.
“Fuck, you’re a good girl,” He praised once again before you grinned at the camera, licking your lips free of his cum.
“Thank you for having me, sir,” You giggled when he groaned before he turned off the camera.

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You hadn’t expected to fall into bed with Jimin. After all, he was a good friend and on top of that, hooking up with your co-workers was something frowned upon. So, when Jimin walked you home after a company dinner, the last thing you expected was to have sex with him.
His lips were so soft. You’d always admired them, they were so full and pretty pink in color. But now with them pressed against yours in a heated kiss, you knew they were undeniably soft too.
Your back was pressed against your front door, neither of you bothering to even try to make your way to a bed or even a couch. Your hands quickly became busy, loosening his tie before tugging it over his head to toss away. You could feel how firm his chest was as you worked to unbutton each and every button of his shirt, half of you wanted to rip the damn thing open but this was a work shirt and you didn’t think he’d appreciate it in the end.
“God, you’re so fucking horny,” He growled into your ear, reaching down to slide his hands up your skirt, tugging until it was crumpled up on your waist and your baby blue cotton panties were on display.
You whimpered at his words, hearing the normally soft and cute Jimin curse was a huge turn on. His shirt was finally unbuttoned, and you shoved the offending fabric off his shoulders until his tugged it off and dropped it.
“Fuck, Jimin,” You cried out, suddenly feeling gentle fingers delving between your folds to find your swollen clit. He growled in response, nipping at your lips before sliding two fingers into your clenching hole, the sudden stretch causing you to tremble. “Please, just fuck me Jimin!”
“God, you’re a little slut for it, aren’t you?” He moaned, sliding his fingers out of you before leaning down to grab you by the backs of your thighs.
You held onto his shoulders as he lifted you up, the muscles in his arms bulging under your weight. You leaned against the wall, reaching between the two of you to tear your way into his black slacks to get to his cock, which you slowly pumped with your hand once he was released.
“Slide my cock in that pretty little pussy, baby,” He ordered, dark eyes locked onto the way your hand squeezed and played with his tip until you felt he was lubricated enough with his own precum.
You pulled your panties to the side while using your other hand to position him at your entrance. You relaxed your muscles, so he could sink into you in one graceful thrust. The moan he let out was almost enough to have you cumming right then and there.
“God, you’re so fucking hot inside,” He groaned, pulling back a bit to thrust into you once again, a wet noise signifying how he sunk into you.
Jimin didn’t hold back in the slightest, settling for a pace that had you moaning and whimpering in pleasure. Your nails dug into his shoulder blades, unable to even register anything other than his heavenly cock slamming against your g-spot, abusing the sensitive area to the point that your legs trembled around him.
“God, if I’d known your little cunt was this good, I would have fucked you way sooner,” His confession had you keening, your head bumping against the wall as your eyes rolled back into your head. “Play with your clit for me, baby, make yourself cum on my cock.”
You didn’t even hesitate in following his instructions, finding your clit swollen and sensitive to your own touch. Your walls squeezed around Jimin, making him groan in delight. With a few well-aimed thrusts from Jimin and your own fingers on your bud, you were cumming in record time. Jimin tossed his head back, erupting inside you with a groan, making your walls clench around him more at the sudden heat that filled you.
“Fuck,” Jimin whined, hips slowing as his orgasm came to an end before he finally stopped completely, resting his head on your shoulder with a sigh.

“Hey, space cadet,” A cheerful voice shook you out of your heated flashback. You shook your head, pulling yourself from the haze. As your eyes met Jimin’s you noticed that you were clenching your thighs and you were definitely aroused from your own daydreaming, but you did your best to play it off by smiling at him. “How are those forms going? You know boss-man will have your head on a platter if any of them are off!”
“Oh, trust me, I know,” You rolled your eyes at his playful warning. “And I have to say, you interrupting me isn’t helping as it is,”
He shrugged, biting his plump lip as he winked at you. “Like you even care you it, you love my company,”
“Debatable,”
“Admit it, you hate this job as much as I do, so why do you try so hard?” He asked, leaning against the wall of your cubical, playing mindlessly with a little novelty bobblehead you got when you visited Daegu a couple years back with some friends.
“Well, not all of us has a dazzling fallback career doing porn, you know,” You teased, resisting the urge to laugh when Jimin’s mouth fell open at your words.
“You’re a little demon,” He chuckled, shaking his head and crossing his arms over his chest. “And it’s cam porn, I’ll have you know!”
“Park Jimin, my office…” There was aa moment of hesitation from Jimin at the sudden appearance of the boss. “NOW!”
You flinched at the shout, as did Jimin before he rushed out of your cubical and into the boss’s open door. There was a loud slam of the door and then a deafening silence which you decided to fill the rhythmic typing on your desktop.

It felt like ages before the boss’s office door opened again and Jimin stormed out. Your eyes were wide as you took in his disheveled appearance. He had clearly been running his hands through his hair and he had loosened his tie sometime while in the office. His jaw was locked, and his fists were clenched at his sides as he stormed to his cubicle next to yours.
“Jimin? What’s up?” You asked, peeking over the edge of the wall that separates your cubicles.
“I got fucking fired,” He spat, throwing his belongings into a little plastic box angrily. You flinched when you heard the loud clack of his snow globe hit the bottom.
“Fired? For what?” You asked, rounding the wall to stand beside him. He didn’t answer, merely chuckled and scoffed before putting a lid on the box. He yanked it off his desk and before you could stop him, he was storming away and out of sight.
“What the hell…” You muttered to yourself, furrowing your brows as you looked at his now empty desk.

Every so often, you would bring up Jimin’s contact and type out a text message, only to delete it before even sending it. The workplace was boring and lonely without Jimin bugging you every 15 minutes. There had been a couple times where you had to stop yourself from peeking over to talk to him, only to remember he wasn’t in that cubicle anymore. A new man named Jung Taekwoon had taken his position and he was an extremely quiet, withdrawn man and no matter how many times you had tried to befriend him, you only received a cold glance in return.
As you sat at home with your laptop open and Jimin’s contact open once more, you debated contacting him. However, before you even typed a greeting, you locked your phone and tossed it onto the cushion beside you.
Your eyes drifted to your laptop, open on google, the screen staring back at you, as if taunting you.
“…Fuck it,” You growled, leaning forward to search for something you’ve been longing to see since you first found out about it.
Park Jimin cam porn
Google picked up numerous results and you clicked on the first one that caught your eye. As the page loaded, you were brought to a website titled kboycams.com. Staring back at you was a profile of your friend and ex co-worker under the name of busanbaby-95.
You clicked on the first video that you saw. It was titled ‘Park Jimin’s Cock Vibe’ and the thumbnail was Jimin in thigh highs and his hand wrapped around his pink cock.
It took only a second for the video to buffer and you were immersed in the video as soon as he spoke his greetings. His voice alone sent shivers down your spine as you remembered the filthy way he spoke to you that one night not so long ago.
With trembling hands, you clicked to some time in the middle of the video, wanting to just get to the meat of it. Immediately, moans erupted from the speakers on your laptop and you clasped your hand over your mouth to hold in your gasp.
Jimin was spread upon his bed, thick thighs covered in cute pale pink thigh highs that hugged his muscles deliciously. However, what really had your mouth watering was a little bullet vibrator he was holding against the sensitive head of his cock. His hips would jerk off the bed every so often and he would let out the most beautiful whimpers.
You made the video widescreened and sat back against the couch, sliding your hand beneath your shorts and into your panties. You were surprised to find how wet you were and with a single touch to your clit you whimpered, shocked by your own sensitivity.
Jimin, on screen, continued to rock his hips into the vibrator. He let out tiny whines everytime the stimulation became to much.
“Ah fuck! I’m gonna cum!” He cried, trembling endlessly on the bed just panting.
You circled your clit in time to the way his hips thrusted towards the vibrator. Finally, he let out the cutest whine before cum erupted from his cock, painting his stomach in streams of milky white. The thought of being able to lick that mess up had you cumming just after him, trembling in ecstasy as you stared at a fucked-out Jimin on the screen.
You reached forward with your clean hand and turned the video, sighing in your seat as you pulled your hand from your panties, a shiver going down your spine at what just happened.

You walked into the office, passing by Jung Taekwoon and offering him a small wave, which he returned with a cold stare that you brushed off as you took your seat in your cubicle. You felt odd after last night, you’d slept with Jimin before but there was just something about watching him like that that made you feel dirty.
You brushed that feeling off as your computer booted up, displaying your company’s login screen. However, as you typed in your information, it came up with big red letters signaling your account was no longer accessible. Shaking your head in confusion, you tried a total of 4 more times before you sat back in your chair in utter confusion.
You heard your name being called, causing you to turn around in your chair. Your boss was standing in his office doorway, arms crossed over his chest. When you took a moment to respond he waved you into his office. You stood up, feeling your heart pounding in your chest from nerves. It was never a good sign when you were called into your boss’s office.
“_____,” He started when you both sat down, him behind his desk and you in an uncomfortable red wood chair with a cheap cushion placed on it. “now, you’ve been an employee here for 5 years now. You started as an intern and worked your way up the ranks. We’ve enjoyed having you with us but unfortunately…the higher up are asking for a cut in employees and unfortunately you were chosen.”
“W-What?” You choked, leaning forward in your chair as you stared at him with wide eyes. “What are you saying?”
“I’m saying you’ve been laid off. As of today, you no longer work here.” He said, a sympathetic smile on his face, though his eyes showed no care at all.
“You can’t just fire me like this! I don’t have anywhere else to go! Aren’t you supposed to give us like a notice before you just throw us to the wolves?!” You cried, standing up in your chair now as you yelled at him.
“I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to collect your things and leave. You’ll get your last paycheck in the mail.” He said, standing up himself and almost forcefully ushering you out of his office.
When you got back into your cubicle, Taekwoon was standing beside the water cooler, taking a sip from a little paper cup. You made eye-contact but instead of a happy smile, like you usually give him, you glared at him before storming back to your cubicle to collect your things, the same way Jimin had a week before.

You weren’t sure why but before you thought too much about what you were going to do now that you were out of a job, you found your way down a familiar path you’d only been on one time before. The entire drive to Jimin’s apartment, you were gripping the steering wheel so hard your knuckles were white.
“_____?” He asked after your incessant banging on his front door. He had come out wearing some white t-shirt and gray sweatpants. Even in something so casual he had your panties dripping with lust for him. You were unsure if it was anger or what, but before you could stop yourself your lips were on Jimin’s.
He was shell shocked for a moment but he quickly found himself getting into it, pulling you into his apartment urgently as you started to pull his shirt off of him. As soon as the door slammed shut, he was stripping you out of your work attire. You didn’t care in the slightest when you heard the fabric of your skirt rip as he didn’t unzip it fully before tearing it down your legs.
You were suddenly left in just your panties and you were about to strip his sweatpants off when he pulled away.
“Get to the bedroom, princess,” He cooed, cocking his head down the hall.
Biting your lip, you did as he told you and rushed to his bedroom with him hot on your heels. You crawled onto the bed, getting ready to flip onto your back but he grabbed your hips, keeping you on your hands and knees.
“God, you’ve got such a nice ass, babygirl,” He cooed, cupping your cheeks in his hands through your panties, delivering a sharp slap to one, making you squeal.
You looked over your shoulder, watching him strip his sweats, revealing that he wasn’t wearing anything beneath them. As he was distracted, you shimmied out of your panties, tossing them off the edge of the bed with your foot.
“Sexy little girl,” He cooed, climbing onto the bed behind you, standing on his knees. You whimpered, feeling his hot cock brush against your lips, coating the head in your juices. “You’re so wet. Do you think I could just sink in like this?”
“Y-Yes,” You whimpered, arching your back to stick your ass out more for him, giving him a delicious view of your wet slit.
“Really? You want me to just fuck you with no prep?” He teased, running his cock between your lips, chuckling when you cried out as he caught your clit.
“Yes, please!” You whined, pushing your hips back, causing the tip of him to sink in. He froze while you shivered at the feeling. You were so fucking hot and needy for him and it was driving him absolutely insane. Ever so slowly, he sunk farther into you, feeling your walks spasm as they worked to accept him into your hot body. Finally, you felt his balls hit your clit, making you tremble at the teasing pleasure it provided.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” He moaned, tossing his head back as he began to fuck you.
“Oh god, Jimin!” You cried, clutching the bedsheets as he hit your g-spot with terrifying accuracy.
“Fuck, you’re dripping all over me,” He ran his hand down your back before delivering another slap to your ass, moaning when the impact made you clench around him. “That’s a good girl, take my cock just like that,”
Your mind was hazy, all that you could think about was Jimin’s thick cock pounding into you, causing your pleasure-filled body to tremble beneath him in an oncoming orgasm. As if sensing the urgency you had to cum, he reached underneath your body to find your clit, which had been neglected up until now.
The second his fingers touched the pulsing nub, you were sent flying into an orgasm. Jimin choked out praises as you came, trembling beneath him and squeezing his cock to his own orgasm. However, unlike last time you fucked, he pulled out and pumped his cock with the hand that wasn’t circling your clit. AS he stroked himself to orgasm, he continued to ease you through yours with gentle swirls of his deft fingers.
Once your skin was beautifully painted with his cum, he pulled his fingers away from your sensitive core, letting you flop down onto your side.
He used his sheet to clean your back free of his cum with a sheepish grin before he laid down beside you.
“What was that about?” He asked with a chuckle, looking at you as you covered your body with his blanket.
“I got laid off,” You replied, voice flat.
“What?!” He sat up, eyes wide. “Shit, that’s unfortunate…what’re you gonna do?”
“I have no clue, I’ll start job hunting tomorrow and see what I can get,” You shrugged, heaving a big sigh of frustration.
“I’ll probably never get an office job again,” He chuckled, running a hand through his hair. “I was fired because boss man found my cam site.”
“Oh my god! That’s why you were fired?!” You shook your head.
“Yeah, he said some pretty choice things about it,” Jimin shrugged. “But now I just get to stay home and do something I find fun!”
“I think it’d be fun to do cam porn, I’ve thought about it before,” You admitted, offering him a sheepish smile. “but I’m too scared to just jump head first into it, you know?”
“Yeah, I understand that, I was nervous my first time too,” He said before snuggling down into the bed. “but I’ve kind of become established now, you know? So, it’s just a really fun release.”
His words rang in your head.
Fun, huh?

Sitting in front of your computer, you were forcing yourself to pay attention to what you were seeing. Occasionally, you would come across a job listing that fit you and you would fill out necessary information to get an interview.
Your mind wasn’t really in the task, but you desperately needed to get back into work before it was too late, and you ran out of savings. It had only been 2 days, but you didn’t want to waste any time. Every so often, you would find yourself lulled into a daydream, thinking about your night with Jimin.
It was almost as if your body was now in a perpetual state of arousal from your own daydreams. Your panties felt wet and you kept squeezing your thighs together to fend off the painful arousal in your core.
Just as you clicked on a job opportunity listed on the site, your phone went off. Your gaze immediately locked onto Jimin’s name splayed across the screen with an attached text.
From: Jimin [12:18pm]
Can you come over? I wanna talk to you.
You felt your anxiety skyrocket. Nothing good ever came out of ‘we need to talk’ texts. However, you fought down the nerves and agreed to meet Jimin at his place in 20.

Jimin was seated on the couch wearing a black button-down shirt, tucked into his jeans. He looked really good to say the least. You were sat beside him, bouncing your leg through your nerves.
“You good?” He asked, smirking at you when he noticed your fidgeting.
“Well, normally people deliver bad news when they say they want to talk,” You responded, huffing and crossing your arms over your chest. “So, if you could get it over with I would really appreciate it.”
He laughed, placing a comforting hand on your bouncing knee, making you freeze. “I promise it’s nothing bad, I just wanted to swing an idea by you.”
“Oh?” Your eyes met his, which you immediately regretted as his gaze was powerful and dark, making you shiver.
“Last night,” You bit your lip as he brought it up, like you knew he would. “you said you wouldn’t mind trying out camming, but you were too nervous,” You stayed quiet while you waited for him to finish. He seemed to be having trouble getting his next thought out.
“Jimin?”
“How would you feel about…doing it…with me?” He finally rushed out, voice barely above a whisper.
“What do you mean?” You asked, eyes wide at his proposition.
“I mean, it’s been done before, couples do cam porn together more than you’d think,” He shrugged.
“But…we aren’t a couple?”
“I mean…we could be…” As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was waving his hands around trying to do damage control. “I-I mean, like, we don’t have to. We have kind of a friends-with-benefits thing going now and that’d be fine to do together. You know no strings attached but still work…partners? Look, it pays pretty well with the tips and everything! By couple I mean we-we can just be work partners, you know?”
“Jimin, Jimin,” You laughed, grabbing his hands and forcing him to sit still. You could feel him trembling in your grip. “I’d love to try it out with you. I think it could be fun.”
“Wh-Really?” He asked, a smile blooming across his face.
“Yeah, it’ll be funner than working in a boring cubicle with a boss hovering over me every second of the day,” You chuckled, giving his hands a comforting squeeze before you let him go. “so yeah, let’s do it!”
“This is awesome!” He jumped to his feet in excitement. “Okay, so I have a schedule and tonight is the next recording, but if you don’t want to do it tonight, I understand I can do it on my own.”
“No, I’ll do it tonight,” You grinned, standing up. “only if I can steal your bathtub beforehand tho. A girl needs to pamper herself.”
“Absolutely, take all the time you need,”

You were sat on Jimin’s bed, watching as he set up his stream. The laptop was set up at the edge of the bed, showing both of you in the screen. He pressed the record and quickly a handful of people flooded in and gave their greetings. You read the comments, seeing many asking who you were and what was going on.
“Hi everyone, this is someone close to me,” He introduced you, making you blush and wave shyly. “she was curious about doing this cam thing, so we decided to do something together!”
“Hi,” You choked out, feeling a little overwhelmed by the people greeting you. “My name is _____.”
You remained mostly quiet, taking in the way Jimin interacted with them so naturally. He would laugh and smile, talking to them as if they were people he personally knew. He really was charming.
“Okay, we’ve reached the goal tip so, I guess we can start!”
He turned away from the stream, grinning at you.
Ever so gently, he eased you onto your back, revealing your lack of attire to the viewers. Jimin had suggested you start off in just your bra and panties as he did only in boxers, to entice the viewers.
He kissed you, the first time since that one drunken night you fucked against the door. His lips were still just as soft as they were then, and you felt a shiver go down your spine.
His fingertips tickled your skin as he reached behind you to unclip your bra. The light pink fabric was quickly thrown away before being replaced by Jimin’s hands. You whimpered as he kneaded your breasts, carefully pinching your nipples to gauge your sensitivity. When you whimpered, he smirked before taking on into his mouth.
He hadn’t before paid any attention to your breasts, so to suddenly have his beautiful lips wrapped around one of your nipples had you flooding your panties. He looked so pretty as he worked to pleasure you, and your mind suddenly flashed the delicious way he came from that vibrator in his video.
“Fuck, Jimin, touch me!” You whined, grappling onto his wrist to force his hand down your panties.
He groaned as he fingers met your wetness, reaching down your entrance to collect the juices flowing out of you. He had an overwhelming urge to make you as messy as possible before fucking you. Slowly, he slid two fingers into your hole, moaning as your walls convulsed around his intrusion.
“God, Jimin!” You whined, arching your hips towards his hand as you tried to get his fingers deeper, desperately wanting to be filled.
“Fuck, I can’t wait to sink my cock in this little cunt again,” He whispered, taking your other, neglected nipple, into his mouth now.
“Please do,” You shot back, reaching down to shove your panties down.
He pulled his fingers from your core, popping them into his mouth with a moan to clean them of your juices.
“Fuck, I’ll have to get down on my hands and knees to eat your juicy pussy one day, baby,” He cooed, stripping himself of his boxers before tossing them away like your bra and panties.
You were laid completely bare before him, your legs spread to reveal your swollen, wet lips and the gentle swell of your clit. Licking his lips, he gazed at the sight before him with his hand wrapped around his cock as he pumped himself. Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore and positioned himself at your entrance, taking his time to sink into you.
“Fuck!” You cried, slamming your head back into the pillows as he filled you up so familiarly.
“Yeah, take that fucking cock, babygirl,” He growled, moving your legs so your knees were pinned to your chest.
The position allowed him to fuck you much harder and faster than he had any time before. The solid slap of his balls hitting your ass filled the room, rivaling you moans in loudness. You clawed at the bed sheets, your eyes rolling back int your head as he fucked you so perfectly.
“Fuck Jimin, just like that! So fucking good,” You praised, panting out your words as his thrusts sped up.
“Yeah? Does it feel good, baby?” He cooed, aiming his thrusts right at your g-spot which he had memorized by now.
Your cunt clenched around him as you saw the peek of a praise kink coming to light with his words. You continued to rush out soft praises for him, making him whimper and moan at your words. You could feel his cock throbbing against your walls, becoming closer to his end.
“I want you t-to cum when I cum inside you,” He growled, biting his lip before moaning. “do you think you can do that for me, baby?”
“Fuck yes, yes, please!” You whined, wincing when he let your legs out of the position he’d been holding you in, allowing your legs to fall to his sides as he continued to fuck you.
Suddenly, his froze and sunk his cock completely into you before letting out a whiny moan, flooding your cunt with his hot cum. The sight of his body trembling in ecstasy caused your own orgasm to hit you, just as he requested. Your clenching walls managed to force a couple more ribbons of Jimin’s cum from him.
Slowly, he pulled out, watching the torrent of cum spill from your gaping entrance. He gathered it up as it poured out, smearing it all over your clit and labia, enjoying the sight of you looking a complete mess with his cum all over you.
He turned around to face the camera, leaving a small wave and a goodbye before ending the stream and turning his attention back to you.
“That was fun,” He chuckled, enjoying your still fucked-out state.
“Yeah, but maybe next time you can bust out the thigh-highs and we can switch the roles,”

Chapter Text

“Thanks for the giftbag, Jungkook,” You grinned, holding up the cutely wrapped package he had given you.
“Ah, well it wasn’t my idea,” He shrugged, pointing his thumb over his shoulder. “my manager thought it’d be a good idea.”
You shrugged, taking a look at the man Jungkook was referring to. “Well, either way, I appreciate the gesture,”
“_____, come on,” Your own manager, a cheerful man name Daehyun, called to you. “You’ve been called back to the office to review a script!”
“Oh, alright,” You gave a nod to Daehyun before turning your attention back to Jungkook. “I’ll see you around, tell that cute girlfriend of yours that I’m comin’ for her!”
“Hey now,” Jungkook laughed, waving as you turned your back to him, before calling his response. “you might steal her away from me!”

“Ah, welcome back you two,” The boss greeted as you entered the office with Daehyun following closely behind. The chair creaked loudly when you took your seat, making you wince at the noise.
“Daehyun said you had a script you wanted me to review?” You asked, crossing your legs and leaning back in your seat, ignoring the creak of your chair.
“Yes,” Your boss opened a drawer behind his desk, fishing through files for a moment before pulling out a blue covered script. You took it from him when he held it out, opening the booklet in your lap.
The room fell silent, save for the loud rumble of the air conditioning unit, as you flipped through the script. Your eyes skimmed through every page, taking in the dialogue and different directions included. Every once in a while, you’d find something that made you raise your brows or bite your lip. Finally, you closed to script and placed it back on the desk, meeting the wide eyes of your boss.
“That’s some pretty rough stuff,” You mused, propping your chin up on your elbow. “do they have someone in mind for the other role?”
“Ah yes, about that,” The boss, once again, began fishing through his drawer. Making a little hum, he pulled out a little manila folder. “your co-star will be Kim Taehyung.”
“Kim Taehyung?” You raised a brow, taking the folder from him. “never heard of him.”
“Yeah, he’s a new rising star in the industry,” Was the reply you got, through you barely heard it as you sifted through the file that was given to you.
Kim Taehyung. Born in Daegu on December 30, 1995.
Attached in the file was a picture of him. You couldn’t deny that he was attractive, with a cute boxy grin and boyish charm. The sight of him made you smile before you remembered why you were looking at him.
“When will the filming begin?” You asked, closing the folder and handing it back to your boss, who quickly put it back in the drawer he got it from.
“Tomorrow, they’ll expect you on set by 9am,” You nodded, standing up from the chair, making Daehyun rise from his own spot, ready to escort you out.
“I’ll be there,”
With a final wave, you exited the office. Daehyun was silent behind you as he followed you out to the car.
“Here, you should probably review the script a little more,” He said, handing you the script once you were both in the car.
The ride back to your house was filled with you reading the script, trying to memorize the important bits. After all, the glorious thing about porn scripts is that the directors almost never expected you to follow it word for word like you would for any other acting profession.
“This really does have some rough elements to it,” You muttered aloud, not noticing Daehyun chuckle in response. “but…I suppose I’ve done worse.”

There was no where in the world that caused you more excitement than being on set. You had your own chair with your name printed on it, making you feel all types of important than you would in any other setting. A makeup artist was set beside you, busting powder onto your face to reduce shine that would otherwise show up on camera.
Out of the corner of your eye, you spot a man wearing a suit, causing you to tear your face away from the makeup artists brush to get a better look.
The man was standing with his right side facing you. His hair was a light, dusty brown color and hung low in his eyes as he talked with one of the set assistants. While you were staring him down, trying to figure out why a man was wearing a suit to a porn shoot, he turned and met your gaze. His eyes widened slightly before he gave you a shy wave, making you raise your brow at him.
He seemed to take this as an invitation to come over to you. You shooed the makeup artist, who was still trying to finish your makeup, with a wave and a smile as you kept your eyes on the suited man as he approached you.
“Hey, _____ right?” He asked, holding his hand out for you to take.
“Yeah, that’s right,” You said, taking his hand, which he gave a firm handshake. “Who are you?”
“Oh, I guess you don’t know me, huh?” He sounded a little dejected, surprising you. “I’m Taehyung! Your co-star for this shoot!”
“O-You’re Taehyung?” You didn’t know why you didn’t recognize him after having seen his file just yesterday. Maybe it was because you hadn’t expected him to show up to the shoot in a suit, tie and all (really…who did that?).
“Yep, in the flesh!” He grinned, revealing the boxy smile from his file. “s-sorry I’m a little nervous. I’m a big fan of yours!”
“Actors to set!” The director called, cutting Taehyung’s gushing short.
You smiled and stood up, noting the height difference between the two of you.
“Don’t worry newbie,” You patted him on the back and grinned at him. “I’ll make sure to go easy on you.”
When he grins once more, making his eyes scrunch up, nearly disappearing beneath his fluffy bangs.
‘He’s cute,’ You thought, blinking several times as if to snap yourself out of the daze he put you in. ‘how in the world is he going to dominate me?’
You released a sigh, feeling a bit apprehensive about the filming you were going into. You had filmed with newbies before and more often than not they got so nervous they couldn’t even get their dick hard and it ended up putting hours more into the filming process and by the time it was done, you absolutely hated your co-star and never wanted to film with him again.
“Actors on set!” The director snapped once again, clearly impatient at having to wait more than 2 seconds for the actors to do what he said.
Once you were both finally on set, you had to squint because of the bright lights they used. You carefully untied your robe, tossing it onto the bed. The script called for a simple ‘couple-type’ vibe so the robe would show a kind of lived in effect that the messed-up bedding didn’t already add. You were left in a simply soft teal bra and panty set, making you feel cute as you sat on the plush mattress.
Your eyes fell to Taehyung as he moved. His back was facing you and he was shedding his blazer, placing it on the top of a dresser that was beside him. With his back still facing you, you were suddenly acutely aware of how wide his shoulders were.
‘Is he…tattooed?’ You wondered, your eyes widening as he rolled his sleeves up, revealing sleeves of intricate art decorating his skin. He finally turned around, loosening his tie and undoing the first couple buttons of his button-down shirt, revealing a peek of tattooed art beneath.
“Actors into position!” The director called, giving you just a moment to lay yourself on the bed with your head pressed to the pillows and Taehyung sitting at the foot of the bed, back facing you once more. “And…action!”
“You really pissed me off tonight, little girl,” Taehyung drawled, shocking you with how utterly deep his voice was. It was like a switch flipped and there was no sign of the cute, nervous newbie you had met just several minutes ago. “What do you have to say for yourself?”
“I-I’m sorry Sir,” You whispered, scrambling in your mind to recall the script and to snap you out of your shock from Taehyung’s sudden role change.
“Not yet you’re not,” He growled, standing up to face you. His eyes were dark and lust filled, immediately causing your heart to race and your panties to dampen. “take your bra off.”
His commanding tone sent a shiver down your spine and you fought back a grin that threatened to slip free through your excitement of having such a good-looking man dominating you. You did as he said, reaching behind you to free the clasps of your bra before you tossed it at him. He reflexively caught it, sending you a sharp glare before he dropped it to the floor.
The bed creaked under his weight as he crawled onto it, scooting so he was positioned between your thighs, making his erection very obvious as it pressed against your core. You whimpered softly, moving your hips down to grind yourself against him. However, his large hands gripped your hips, gritting his teeth as he hissed at the stimulation.
“Now, now,” He chastised, holding your hips still so you couldn’t move them again. “little sluts like you don’t get what they want, do they?”
“N-No Sir,” You whimpered, surprised at how into this you already were. His hands carefully released your hips, trailing his fingertips up the smooth skin of your stomach until they reached your breasts. His hands dwarfed your cup size and they were nice and warm as his palms grazed your nipples.
“Please Sir,” You whined, arching your chest further into his touch.
“What is it, slut?” He growled, leaning his face closer to yours, his bangs tickling your skin.
“K-Kiss me,” You whispered, making him break out in a sexy smirk before his lips were against you.
One thing was certain; Kim Taehyung was an excellent kisser. His lips were soft, and they moved perfectly against yours. What made it even better was his fingers began to pluck at your nipples, making you whine against his lips. Slowly, he pulled his lips off of yours, leaving you a panting mess with your eyes lidded and hazed.
“Satisfied, little girl?” He whispered, his breath fanning over your face.
“Yes Sir…” You whispered, almost unable to find your voice after his kiss.
“Good girl,” He cooed, lowering his mouth to encase your pert nipple. The heat along with the way his wet tongue flicked the sensitive bud had your thighs trembling from where they were wrapped around his hips.
While he was very attentive to your nipple, his hands weren’t idle either. Ever so carefully, his hand found its way between your thighs, grazing over your cunt over your panties. You whimpered, tossing your head back as you raised your hips to chase the light stimulation he offered.
“You’re soaking your panties,” He cooed after pulling his mouth away from your nipple, blowing air onto it, making it pebble once more in the cool air.
He was right, however, you could feel the wetness in your panties as he pressed on them. Your juices were saturating the material and, in turn, making Taehyung’s digits wet.
“Fuck, you’re a little slut,” He growled, sitting up, making you shiver at the loss of his warmth.
Suddenly, his hands were spreading your thighs, leaving the wet material of your panties in view to his prying eyes. Your juices had saturated the material so much that the light teal color had turned sheer, giving him a little tease to see your cunt.
His fingers, lithe and long, gripped the waistband of your panties to signal you to lift your hips. Once you did, he pulled the soiled material down but instead of throwing them away like he had with your bra, he kept them crumpled in his hand.
You bit your lip, fighting back a moan when he took the crumpled fabric up to his nose. His eyes rolled back as he inhaled, making your whole face heat up.
That wasn’t in the script…
You found yourself 10 times more turned on than you were 2 seconds ago. You kept your thighs spread, making sure Taehyung could get a full view of your soaked cunt, your lips spread from your arousal to expose how swollen your clit had become through all the teasing touches.
“Your panties are soaked in your cum, dirty girl,” He growled, finally releasing your ruined panties, tossing them off the edge of the bed. “you know what little sluts like you get, baby?”
“N-No Sir…what do they get?” You asked, your voice trembling in both apprehension and arousal.
“They get their little pussies spanked,” He growled, his fingers finding your soaked slit. “don’t they?”
“Yes Sir!” You cried, raising your hips just a bit in hopes to get him to touch your clit.
However, the second his fingertips grazed your bud, you knew that you were dangerously close to cumming. Your eyes rolled back into your head as his touch lingered. Taehyung, seeing you were now lost in your own little world, took the moment to deliver a harsh, punishing slap to your vulnerable cunt.
The reaction you gave was exactly what he wanted. Your eyes flew open and your hips jerked into the air at the impact as you cried out in shock from the surprising pleasure mixed with pain that rushed through your system.
He didn’t even give you a moment to relax before delivering another solid slap, his fingertips catching your clit. This put the nail in the coffin, sending your flying head first into an orgasm. Taehyung grinned, an almost sadistic smile, as he began delivering much, much lighter pats to your clit to work you through your high.
“Fuck,” He grinned, watching as you laid almost bonelessly on the bed with your pulsing cunt on display after your orgasm. “that was a sight!”
While you were still sort of out of it, he grabbed your hips and maneuvered you onto your hands and knees, with your head buried in the pillow since you didn’t have the strength to hold yourself up. You were vaguely aware of his belt clinking as he undid it, pulling it through the belt loops before dropping it to the floor. He unbuttoned his slacks, pulling his cock out, shivering at the cool air.
“S-Sir,” You whined, looking over your shoulder at him.
“Don’t look at me, whore,” He growled, tangling his fingers in your hair and forcing your face back into the pillow, making you whimper at his manhandling. “You pissed me off, I don’t want to see your face.”
You whimpered, feeling his cock stretch your entrance. He was so hot and thick, immediately hitting all the spots inside you that had your thighs trembling and threatening to collapse out from under you.
He wasted no time in fucking you, having waited too long with his cock rock hard in his pants that he was dangerously close to cumming. You were muffling your cries of pleasure into the pillow, clawing at the bedding as Taehyung ruthlessly fucked you. You were sensitive after having him slap your cunt, making every one of his movements feel much more intense. He was grinning, watching you tremble uncontrollably beneath him, unable to even say anything coherent as he slammed his cock into your g-spot.
“Fuck, I’m cumming,” He snarled, hand still tangled in your hair, keeping you from looking up, leaving you to merely feel and hear him.
The way his voice cracked as he moaned was the first signal of his orgasm. His body trembled behind you, his cum splattering your quivering walls. You whimpered, feeling his cock pulse inside you as his cum filled you up before he abruptly pulled out, releasing your hair from his hold.
“On your back,” He ordered, keeping his position between your legs as you shakily turned over onto your back like you were told. “good girl,” He cooed.
His hands grabbed the backs of your thighs, pushing your knees to your chest before sliding his cock back into your entrance. He moaned, feeling his cum already inside you as he continued to fuck you. You were in heaven, your eyes rolling into the back of your head once more as he ground his pelvic bone into your clit every time he bottomed out in you. The harder he fucked himself into your well-used hole, he more his cum oozed out. It was filthy, your cunt was covered in his cum and it was dripping down his shaft and balls to soak the sheets beneath the two of you.
You felt your orgasm rising, your moans rising in volume. Taehyung growled, wrapping his hand around your throat, effectively quieting your cries of pleasure.
“Shut up, you’re too fucking noisy,” He snarled, meeting your eyes as you stared up at him wide eyed in shock from having your breath suddenly cut off.
However, having his large hand wrapped so roughly around your neck sent you spiraling to your end once more. Once he felt your walls quivering around his cock, he released his hold on your throat. The sudden influx of oxygen to your deprived brain sent your orgasm skyrocketing. You barely registered Taehyung letting out a litany of curses and praises.
“That’s a good fucking girl, look at you squirting for me!” He howled, his own orgasm cresting, adding more cum the already overflowing amount inside you.
When you both finally came down, he pulled his now-softening cock from your dripping hole. As you hole continued to spasm, his cum oozed out onto the bedspread, most likely ruining it for further use.
Instead of the scene ending like the script called for, his thumb found your swollen clit once again, making you cry out. You reached down, clawing at his tattooed wrist as he smirked and rolled figure 8’s on the sensitive flesh. You whole body trembled as he forced a final, almost painful orgasm out of your exhausted body.
“That’s it…squeeze all that cum out for me,” He cooed, his eyes glued to the way your orgasming cunt forced his cum out of your hole until it was reduced to a little dribble, having squeezed all the cum out.
As you laid panting on the bed, he scooped up some spare cum from your skin to rub into your swollen pussy.
“And…CUT!” The director called. However, a dazed silence still floating through the room.
“How was that…for going easy?” Taehyung grinned down at your still trembling body.

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The sound of the door opening drew your attention from the old sitcom that you were engrossed in. You carefully placed the bowl of popcorn you had been munching on onto the table before you stood up. Jungkook stood next to the door, tugging his coat off and hanging it up. Before he could bend down to untie his Timberlands, you launched yourself onto him to give him a huge hug.
“Whoa!” He chuckled, wrapping one of his arms around your waist to return the hug. “Hey baby,”
He grinned down at you as you pursed your lips, waiting or a kiss. He bent down slightly, pressing his lips gently against yours as his greeting kiss.
“How was work?” You asked, stepping away to let him kick his shoes off.
“It was alright,” He sighed, placing his boots besides your shoes next to the door.
“Anything interesting happen?” You asked, taking your seat once again on the couch, this time with your boyfriend chilling beside you. He reached out and grabbed a handful of popcorn, popping them into his mouth.
“Yeah it turns out they changed to previous casting of Park Sunhee to Lee Soonyoung! It was really cool working with someone so well-known, you can definitely tell the difference between a real professional, you know?” He gushed, though his excitement was mainly from being able to work with someone seen as a Goddess in the porn industry.
You didn’t issue a verbal response to his words, instead staring at the television once again and giving a soft nod to his words to acknowledge what he had said, gnawing on your lip as silence fell between you two. It wasn’t that you didn’t like hearing about his co-stars, quite the opposite actually. You loved the communication the two of you had, you always enjoyed the fact that he felt he could share everything with you with no worries. However, for some reason, his comment today had rubbed you the wrong way.
Jungkook glanced at you, noticing the way your shoulders slumped and a pout settled on your lips. Gently, he reached out to put his arm over your shoulders but the second he made contact, you shrugged him off and your pout turned into a glare.
“Babygirl,” He cooed, leaning closer to you to look at your face, only to have you turn away. “Stop being a brat and tell me why you’re pouting.”
“I’m not pouting,” You snapped, your tone filled with an attitude that had Jungkook’s body heating up with anger.
“Yes, you are, and you’re being a brat, ____,” He snapped, reaching for your chin, forcing you to look at him. However, you ripped your face from his grasp, standing up and ready to storm off.
However, before you could sulk back to your bedroom, where you always went when you were upset, he grabbed your wrist and yanked you back onto the couch. You attempted to stand up once again but his hand wrapped around your throat, forcing you to lay flat on your back beneath him on the couch as he hovered over you.
“You’re pissing Daddy off, babygirl,” He whispered, eyes darkening as he gazed at you beneath him. Your cheeks tinged pink with the pressure on your throat making it harder for you to breath comfortably. “What do you have to say for yourself?”
“I-I’m sorry,” You choked out, your eyes becoming glassy as you uttered those words.
Jungkook cocked his head to the side, a tiny smirk playing at his lips. “What was that, kitten?”
“I’m sorry Daddy,” You said clearer, reaching up to grasp onto his wrist.
“What’re you sorry for, babydoll?” He cooed, leaning closer to you, his lips barely brushing against yours.
“I’m sorry…for being a brat, Daddy,” You whimpered, feeling your panties already beginning to dampen as you felt Jungkook’s cock become hard against your thigh.
“Yeah, you are baby, open your mouth,” He growled before you mindlessly did as you were told, your mouth falling open as if on instinct before Jungkook let a globule of spit fall into your mouth, which you immediately swallowed down with a whimper.
“T-Thank you, Daddy,” You choked out, your eyes glazing over with lust at the sight of him staring down at you so intently.
“I bet your little panties are soaked right now, huh?” He asked, ignoring your thanks. You nodded immediately, which wasn’t what Jungkook wanted, resulting in a sharp pinch to your thigh.
“Ah! Y-Yes, Daddy, my panties are wet!” You cried out, wanting so badly to grind up into his hard cock through his jeans but knew that if you did, you’d be on the receiving end of an even harsher punishment.
“Good, I want you to get on your knees now,” He commanded, sitting up to allow you to slip onto the floor, sitting on your knees as you waited patiently for him to make himself comfortable.
As you sat there, you watched as he spread his legs, allowing you to scoot closer towards him so you were between his legs. You could clearly see his hard cock making a slight tent in his jeans from his arousal.
“I think you know what to do, babygirl,” He cooed, reaching forward to lace his fingers through your hair. You closed your eyes at the comforting action, momentarily forgetting that this was a punishment for being a brat, nuzzling into his hand. However, he quickly reminded you what you were supposed to do with a punishing grip to your hair, making you whimper, before yanking you closer to his crotch. A warning to get started.
With trembling hands, you flicked the button to his jeans open, allowing the pressure off his hard cock. He sighed in relief, watching you hands as you unzipped his jeans before you quickly reached inside his boxers to pull out his member. You wrapped your hand around him, giving him a couple pumps, watching as a creamy bead of his precum oozed from the tip to drip down the thick vein on the underside. You licked your lips, following the bead until it met your pumping hand and disappeared, becoming lubricant to aid your motions.
“Put that slutty mouth on me, now,” He growled, his normally gentle doe eyes were now glaring down at you, dark and dangerous.
You heeded his command immediately, leaning forward, wincing slightly at the pain the hardwood floor caused to shoot through your knees. You knew that you’d have bruises later on, but you ignored that and took the leaking head of his cock into your mouth. Jungkook’s fingers twitched on your scalp at the feeling of the hot, wet tongue swirling around is slit. You eagerly tasted the precum he offered up, shamelessly moaning around his cock at his taste.
“That’s my good girl,” He praised, making you keen, taking him deeper into your mouth. You continued to sink down, aware of the pressure he added on your head to encourage you. You fought back a gag as he pressed against your gag reflex, pushing through despite the tears that stung your eyes.
You wanted to please him, you always wanted to please him. Your mind felt as if it was in a dreamy haze. Your mouth filled to the brim with his thick cock, doing your best to swallow down everything you could. However, drool still dribbled out of your mouth, making a path down your chin and making a mess.
“Fuck, you look so good,” He groaned, tossing his head back, beginning to thrust his hips up. Usually Jungkook did his best to fight off his orgasm for as long as he could, for you. But he quickly let go of any inhibitions and let himself go in your mouth. You whimpered as his cum filled your mouth, you didn’t get a chance to swallow it all as some spilled out over his cock, staining his boxers beneath you. “That’s it, babygirl, that’s it, swallow all of Daddy’s cum.”
Ever so slowly, you pulled off his cock, letting it slap against his t-shirt, getting some of his cum on it as well. You licked your lips and swallowed whatever was left in your mouth. You looked up at him, his head leaning against the back of the couch as he caught his breath. Slowly, he looked down at you and smirked, tucking his softening cock back into his pants and buttoning his jeans back up, making you pout.
“You didn’t think I was gonna get you off, did you?” He teased, a nasty smirk on his lips. He reached out and cupped your cheek, using his thumb to wipe away some spare cum you missed. “No, this was your punishment, remember? So, you can sit there with ruined panties while I go shower.”

You were stood in the laundry room, separating the whites from the darks to do a load when the front door opened. With furrowed brows, you glanced at the clock and saw it only read 3:30. Jungkook usually wasn’t home until 6, so you abandoned the dirty laundry in favor of wandering to the front door where Jungkook had just finished kicking his usual Timberlands off his feet. He didn’t even bother putting them up neatly this time before he began to make his way back to the bedroom.
“What’re you doing home early?” You asked, causing him to jump and stop before turning to face you.
“I uh…” He cleared his throat, passing something from his right hand to his left, making you frown. He was clearly a little uneasy.
“Is that a script?” You asked, smiling encouragingly at him as you walked up to him. “Can I see?”
“No babe,” He shook his head and ran his fingers through his already messy hair. “Don’t worry about it, okay?”
“You always let me read your scripts?” You crossed your arms over your chest, taking in the way Jungkook sighed at your words.
“Not this one, ____,” He mumbled, turning his back to you and walking back to your bedroom, closing the door so it was open just a crack before shouting. “I’m gonna take a shower!”
Almost immediately you heard the bathroom door shut loudly before the sound of water started. Squinting your eyes, you stalked back to the bedroom, carefully opening the door to the bedroom and peeking in. You could faintly hear Jungkook mumbling to himself in the bathroom, making you smile to yourself.
On the bed, your eyes landed on the blue cover of the script he had received peeking out from beneath the pillow. You raised your brow.
He had tried to hide it from you.
Now your curiosity was more piqued than it had been before. He had never gone through this much effort to hide a script from you. Jungkook always shared the scripts with you and to say you weren’t a little hurt by his efforts would be a lie.
Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, you opened the script to a random page. As you skimmed, you were immediately filled with overwhelming anger.
It was a Daddy-Dom role. With Kim Yuri casted as “Babygirl”. The only reason your boyfriend would have the script would be because he accepted the role.
He accepted a role where he played someone else’s Daddy.
You were so caught up in your anger as you glared down at the script, reading from the beginning now, that you failed to realize Jungkook had finished with his shower and was now standing in the bedroom watching you.
“What do you think you’re doing?” He growled, drying his hair with his towel.
Normally you’d be drooling over his body covered only by his tight boxer-briefs. But you were too angry to think about it before you rolled the script and threw it at him with all your strength. He hissed as it hit him in the arm, leaving a red mark on his damp skin.
“The fuck was that for?” He snapped, crouching down to pick up the script from the floor, putting it on the dresser beside him.
“You know what it was about!” You growled, pointing accusatorily at him with a well-manicured finger.
“Watch your attitude, babygirl,” Jungkook warned, taking a step toward you.
However, you didn’t back down, leveling him with a glare. Jungkook didn’t take kindly to your blatant disregard for his dominance. Usually you would be keening at his words when he pulled out the ‘Daddy’ role. But tonight, you were clearly very bothered and incessant on not listening to what he told you. So, to combat that he took it into his own hands to calm the situation, the only way he knew how.
He raced forward, startling you with the sudden movements, grasping your throat in his large hand while the other tugged your hair, forcing you to look up at him. He growled, seeing the defiance in your eyes. Your knees hit the side of the bed, almost making you tumble onto it if not for his iron grip on your poor throat. You struggled to swallow around his grip but still stared defiantly into his gaze.
“You’re playing with fire little girl,” He growled, leaning closer to your so you could smell the fresh shampoo and soap on him, the scent settling your pounding heart at the overwhelming familiarity. You suddenly wanted to desperately snuggle up in his chest and be surrounded by his comforting warmth and scent.
Jungkook smirked, seeing the obvious change from your previously bratty behavior. You were always such a good girl for him in the end. But still, the way you defied him had still made him angry but it also ignited a feverish lust in his body. He knew you felt the same way, having his hands around your delicate little throat always made you soak your panties.
Not wasting a single second, he went the extra step to shove you back onto the bed. You squealed in surprise before you bounced up and down on the mattress as he let your throat go during your fall. You were panting as you laid on the bed, staring up at him through your lashes. He looked so powerful, broad shoulders heaving with his labored breaths. He seemed like he could snap your neck in a second if you wanted to and that idea sent a terrifying thrill of arousal through you. You knew he would never do anything to seriously hurt you, you trusted him with your life.
“Strip, right now,” He growled, not making a move to touch you. For some reason, his words ignited that bratty side to you and you squinted at his words, making now move to do what he told you. He raised his brow when you didn’t do what he asked, gritting his teeth before he gripped your hip to flip you over, so you were on your stomach. You whined before his first smack on your covered ass even registered in your hazy mind. You were practically sobbing by the time he finished with 5 solid smacks to you vulnerable ass.
“Listen to me, you little brat,” He grabbed a fistful of your hair and yanking you up so your back arched painfully backwards, drawing a whimper from you once again. “I want you naked on this bed with your little ass in the air for me, NOW.”
Once he released his grip on your hair, you scrambled up onto your knees to push your shorts and panties down, kicking them to the floor before sitting up and tearing your tank top off. Finally, you were bare beneath him and he took that opportunity to cup your ass in your hands, spreading them apart to gaze at your clenching hole.
“You think you’re wet enough to take me, slut?” He ground out, lightly tapping your already stinging ass, making you whimper. When you failed to answer, he reached between your legs to deliver a firm slap to your engorged clit, causing you to cry out a ‘yes, daddy!’ in response to his previous question.
He didn’t even bother answering you as he climbed onto the bed behind you, reaching into his boxers to pull out his flushed cock, the blunt head finding your clenching hole immediately. You panted, pressing your hips back until his cock sunk into your soaked channel.
“Goooood, Daddy!” You wailed, feeling him kiss your g-spot, pausing to grind against the spongy pleasure spot.
“Yeah, princess, take this fat cock in this little cunt!” He howled, fucking you with abandon now, loving the lewd squelching your hole made every time he sunk balls deep into you. “You wanna act like a fucking brat? In the end you’re always gonna be spasming on my cock like a little fucking whore!”
His dirty words immediately sent you spasming into a powerful orgasm, his fingers never having to reach down to touch your clit. That was something about Jungkook, with previous lovers you’d never once came from penetration alone. But then Jungkook came alone with his Daddy kink and thick, veiny cock and you came the second he sunk into you.
You were so lost in your orgasm you failed to notice the explosion of his own orgasm inside you. By the time you came down, his cock was already softening inside you and you were both panting from the exciting sex. Your thighs trembled as he pulled out, causing a dribble of his cum to slide down your thigh.
“Go ahead and push that cum out for me, baby,” He cooed, spreading the lips of your flushed cunt. You whimpered, clenching your walls until you felt his hot, creamy cum gush down your thighs and drip to the bedsheets. “That’s my good girl,” He applied a final gentle kiss to your back before collapsing on the bed, pulling you down beside him.
After your breathing calmed, you could feel Jungkook still panting slightly behind you, his chest pressed snuggly against your back. With his tender fingers caressing your bare side, you suddenly felt tears beginning to prick your eyes. You squeezed your eyes shut, causing the tears to tumble down your cheeks.
“Baby?” Jungkook asked, lifting his head up when he felt your shoulders begin to tremble. When you heard the tender way he called to you, the dam burst, and you were suddenly sobbing into your hands. Jungkook sat up so fast his head rushed for a second, but he worked on moving you to lay on your back and pull the soft blanket at the foot of the bed over your bare body. “Are you okay? What happened? Talk to me, babygirl,”
“I-I,” You choked out sniffling as you tried to calm your breathing enough to speak. Jungkook, sensing your panic, wrapped his arms around you and pulled you gently into his chest, stroking your hair and pressing chaste kisses to the top of your head as he shushed you.
“Breathe, babygirl, breathe…” He encouraged, carefully rocking you back and forth in his arms.
“D-Don’t do the script, Jungkook,” You managed to choke out, your voice trembling as you uttered the words.
Jungkook pulled away from you slightly, brows furrowed as he looked down at you. Your eyes were glassy, your lashes glistening and wet from your tears, your cheeks flushed slightly. He felt his heart ache at the hopeless ‘please’ you added to the end of the sentence.
“Why does it bother you so much baby?” He asked, carefully laying down beside you, still keeping you tucked into his arms.
“I already have to share you with the world. I don’t want to share that part of you with them too,” You whimpered, reaching up to wipe a spare tear off your cheek but Jungkook beat you to it, thumbing it off your cheek before pressing a kiss to the spot.
“I didn’t think it’d upset you this much, baby,” He mumbled, eyes meeting yours. “I anticipated the anger but…I didn’t mean to hurt you, _____, I would never in a million years want to make you feel like this. I promise, I’ll fix this, alright? I’ll take myself off the script, I’ll quit porn if I have to!”
His exaggeration and sweet proclamation caused a smile to erupt on your face.
“Aw, there’s my girl!” He leaned forward, pressing several gentle kisses on your face, making you giggle at his silly gestures. “No more tears, yeah? I can’t stand it when you cry.”
Giving you one more kiss, this time a soft one to your lips, he snuggled himself underneath your blanket, making sure to continue holding you. Feeling warm and safe in his strong arms, your exhaustion from your crying and other activities lulled you to sleep. The last thing you saw were the blinking lights of the alarm clock behind Jungkook saying it was 7:18pm, before you finally dozed to sleep.

You were sat in the house the next day, thinking about the fact that Jungkook was at work and could possibly filming his new role. That thought filled you with anxiety, and you took to finishing the laundry you had abandoned yesterday before your fight with Jungkook. You lost track of the time as you did several loads of laundry, until you could find no more dirty clothes to wash.
Once that was done, you made your way to the bedroom, having to take several trips since you had done so many loads of laundry. You were stood in the bedroom, folding his clothes and your clothes, making sure to separate them so they didn’t get mixed up. However, you did steal a couple of Jungkook’s cozy t-shirts to sneak into your pile.
By the time the laundry was finished, Jungkook had come home. You could hear the front door open, announcing his arrival, followed by a call of your name echoing down the hall.
“In the bedroom!” You called back, finishing by putting the last of Jungkook’s t-shirts in his dresser drawer.
“Hey babe, I have news,” He grinned when he entered the room, walking up to you to place a greeting kiss on the top of your head.
“Good or bad?” You asked, tilting your head to look at him.
“Um…” He chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his head. It was a nervous tic he had whenever he was unsure of his next words. “I guess…it depends how you take it?”
“What do you mean?” You asked carefully, crossing your arms over your chest, almost as if in defense of yourself.
“Take a seat, sweetheart,” He said, keeping his voice gentle and even as he sat down with you, the both of you perched on the edge of the bed. He took your hand into his before uttering his next words, obviously having put in a lot of effort to think about it beforehand. “How would you feel about trying out?”
“Trying…out?” You repeated, the words feeling heavy and foreign on your tongue. You guessed you knew what he meant but you still asked him to get him to reveal more information.
He sighed, squeezing your hand in his. “They don’t have a replacement for Yuri in time for the shooting and I’m already bound by contract to film it already. So…I proposed the idea that you do an audition for the part.”
“And by audition…you mean…?”
“You don’t have to go to a casting couch, if that’s what you’re thinking,” He smiled softly at you, reaching up and soothed the hair on top of your head, a gentle touch that calmed your racing heart. “I basically asked for us to do a little video together -amateur style like the Love Birds, you know? Just you and me to showcase our compatibility and chemistry, you know?”
“But we’re dating, wouldn’t they already expect us to have chemistry?” You asked, feeling your cheeks heat up at the prospect of having to film a video. Even though you’ve had sex loads of times, it was still embarrassing to think that some outside corporation would have a look at what you’re like in bed with your boyfriend.
“Yeah…you’d think so but…the only way I could convince them to let you have to part is if you auditioned. Because it wouldn’t be fair to Yuri to just give you the role when you have no way to prove that you’d be fit for the role, you know?” And you understood, giving him a nod and smiling at him. You certainly didn’t want her to do the video with you, you genuinely didn’t know if you could handle that.
“I’ll do it,” You declared, looking up at your boyfriend with conviction, causing him to smile. “When do you want to…do the video?”
“Well, to be honest,” He began, thumb gently stroking the back of your hand. “thinking of filming you like that…kind of made me hard pretty much all day, so…”
You bit your lip, fighting a devious little grin from spreading too obviously across your face. You reached down, cupping his obvious erection through his pants. You were thankful he had chosen to wear track pants today, it allowed you to grip his cock fully through the material and gently jerk him off. His hips stuttered in your touch, making him moan softly.
“You’re a little minx,” He growled, not taking his eyes off you for a second as he reached into his pocket to fish out his phone. You blushed hotly as he unlocked it, shooting a little finger gun at you to signal that you were being recorded. “Why don’t you take my cock out and touch Daddy properly, huh?”
You nodded, feeling hot all over just from having him record you. By himself, Jungkook was immensely talented at setting your body afire but the added filthiness you felt from being recorded practically had you trembling at his mercy. You reached into his pants to pull out his cock, noting with a giggle that he wasn’t wearing underwear today, not that it was unusual.
Once his member was free, you wrapped your hand around his base, dragging your grip up to his tip to force out a little bead of precum which you used to aid your pumping. His head fell back, his thighs trembling at the pleasure just your hand gave him. His lidded eyes saw the way you squeezed your thighs together in hopes to get friction on what he could only assume was your throbbing clit. Suddenly, he had an overwhelming urge to taste you on his tongue, it felt like ages since he made you fall apart with just his mouth. So, he carefully pried your grip from his cock, making you whine.
“Take the camera from me,” He ordered, handing you his phone, which you took with trembling hands, noting that you got some of his precum on the device.
Once you were holding his phone, he gently ushered you to slide up the bed until your back hit the pillows. You giggled, biting your lip when he settled himself on his stomach, pulling your lounge shorts off along with your cotton panties. Strings of your arousal stuck to the fabric as he pulled it away, making him moan.
“Damn, you always get so wet when you touch me,” He muttered, sign two fingers to spread your lips apart, revealing your clenching pink hole and swollen clit just barely poking out of your hood.
He didn’t waste a second before he descended down to swirl his tongue around the little bud. You whined, your head dropping back into the pillows. You almost dropped the phone but caught yourself, opening your eyes again to make sure he was in view. Through the screen you could see the way your juices coated his chin along with feel the vibrations of his moans as he lost himself in your taste.
There was nothing Jungkook enjoyed more than eating pussy, that was for sure. He could probably die happy with his tongue deep inside your spasming hole.
As his mouth latched onto your clit, giving a solid suck, you gushed and moaned his name. Jungkook was panting, using the fingers that had been holding your lips open to push into your spasming hole. The second his fingers made contact with your g-spot along with a well time lick to your clit, you exploded with your orgasm. Jungkook’s fingers pumped inside, riding out your orgasm with soft praises until you reached down to stop him.
“Good girl,” He cooed, kissing your clit one last time before he sat up.
His cock was standing upright out of his pants, he spit in his hand, slicking up his cock with a moan before he positioned himself between your spread thighs. Your cunt was slick with evidence of your orgasm and you trembled as he sunk himself balls deep inside you, his cock getting coated in your cream.
He leaned his body over yours, hand planted in the bed beside your head. Your one hand held his phone, keeping the camera pointed at where he cock was nestled inside your spasming core while your other gripped his forearm to ground you before he started fucking you wholeheartedly.
“D-Daddy,” You whined, your eyes tearing up at the indescribable pleasure he gave you. His balls slapped against you, the noise almost drowning out your whimpers of pleasure. You watched through the screen the way his cock pounded in and out of you, always sliding back into view with more of your cream ringed around the base. You clenched around him in arousal at the sight.
“Dirty girl,” He groaned, looking down at the same scene you were. “Look at how creamy that little cunt gets for me, I don’t even have to touch your little clit and you’re ready to cum all over me, huh?”
“Y-Yes Daddy!” You whined, arching your hips up to meet his thrusts.
“Go ahead and play with yourself anyway for me, princess, Daddy wants to see it,” You immediately did as he told you, abandoning your hold on his forearm, noting the nail dents you made in the slick skin, before finding your sensitive clit between your spread lips. Suddenly he was stopping, balls deep inside you. You whimpered in confusion, slowly your rolls of your clit, but he shook his head, reaching down to get you to continue.
“Keep going, princess, make yourself cum stuffed full of my cock,” He growled, taking the phone from your hands to show his point of view.
You were speared on his thick member, your walls spasming with each circle you made on your little bud. The pleasure was rising, and you arched your hips in pleasure, making his cock press against your g-spot. He let you use him how you wanted until you were cumming all over him. The sigh was too much for him, your spasming walls sending him over the edge with you, spilling his warmth inside your little pussy, sending your orgasm to new heights.
Finally, you both came down, and he ended the recording, leaning over your body to press his lips carefully against yours. You giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck to work your lips more against his.
“I love you so much, baby,” He cooed, pressing one more kiss to your lips before pulling away.

Being on set of an actual porn shoot was nothing you weren’t used to. After all, you had been dating Jungkook for 6 years. However, being on set as an actress was something foreign to even you. You were thankful to have Jungkook there with you since he was doing his best to keep you calm, even though he was perfectly at home
However, just as you stepped foot onto the set to begin the recording, a ruckus coming from somewhere outside the shooting room caused all work to cease. You tried your best to look through the clumps up people, trying to see the source of the commotion but to no avail.
“Oh god…” Jungkook groaned from beside you, making you look at him in confusion. However, just as you were about to question him, a beautiful woman stepped forward onto the set, arms crossed over her well-endowed chest.
“Kim Yuri, what are you doing here?” The director shouted from where he sat behind the cameraman.
“I came to see why I had my part taken from me!” She snapped at the man, making him roll his eyes. “This shoot was supposed to be my big break but then my company told me Jungkook asked to have someone else!”
“It was really nothing against you, Yuri,” Jungkook said, holding his hands up in hopes to quell the obvious growing anger from the woman.
“Bullshit!” Yuri snapped, turning her burning gaze to you, immediately setting Jungkook on edge. “You the bitch that took my part?”
“Yuri…” Jungkook growled, glaring down at her but she merely ignored him.
“I don’t see what’s so special about you!” She snapped, moving to take another step toward you, her hand outstretched but Jungkook quickly stepped between the two of you, effectively stopping her from touching you. “Unbelievable!”
“I asked for _____,” He snapped, carefully reaching behind him to hold your hand. “And I’m going to make sure I never work with you again, Yuri. Your attitude is deplorable and I’m happy they took your role away. Security!”
The security guards who had been standing off to the side, politely waiting for Jungkook to finish talking, quickly began escorting a cursing Kim Yuri off of the set. Once she was gone, the director announced an apology for the disruption and ordered everyone back into their places.

The bed beneath your body was soft but no where near as comfortable as your bed at home. But it was more comforting with Jungkook’s hands roaming all over your body, his touch soothing the nervous trembles of your thighs.
“My babygirl is so pretty for me,” He cooed, his fingers roaming up your tummy, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Your breasts, cupped perfectly by a pink lace bra, arched forward towards his touch. His hands slid underneath the underwire of the bra to thumb your sensitive nipple.
“Daddy…please…” You whimpered, your eyes hooded, trying your best not to let your gaze waver from him even though you were acutely aware of the cameraman surrounding you, getting good angles of your body and Jungkook’s hands touching you.
“What is it, babygirl, what do you need?” He asked, leaning closer so his lips brushed against yours. You whimpered, leaning forward, hoping to get a full kiss but he smirked and backed away before you got the chance. You collapsed back onto the bed with a pout, making him chuckle.
“I want Daddy to love me…” You recited the line you read in the script, making Jungkook groan in approval, reaching forward to cup your hips and pull you close to him. Your covered core rested on his hard bulge, allowing you grind against him, your panties quickly being soaked through just from having him so teasingly close to you.
He arched his hips, meeting your grinding every time. You could feel how his twitched in his boxer-briefs every time your wet lips touched his head. The material of his underwear was quickly becoming soaked with your arousal. Jungkook couldn’t believe how turned on you became by being filmed, he thought you would back out last minute of this but here you were close to cumming in your panties just from dry humping him.
“You’re such a good girl,” He cooed, reaching down to tug your panties up, the crotch sliding between your swollen lips and trapping your fat clit in the material. He grinned, running his thumb down over your slit, making you whimper. “Do you want Daddy to fuck you?”
“Yes Daddy, please!” You whined, grinding down more into his touch.
At your begging he felt himself snap, moving the crotch of your panties to the side. You brought your own hand down, holding them in place while Jungkook worked to release his cock from his confines. With your legs spread wide, you had a full view of the way your lips stretched to accommodate his thick length. He moaned, bottoming out in you, feeling dizzy from the pleasure you gave him. He was numb to the cameras that circled around him, getting a perfect view of the way you were stuffed full of him. However, you were his babygirl, and he growled at the slight possessive feeling that rose in him. He cupped the underside of your knees pinning them to the bed before he began to piston his cock into you, battering your poor g-spot as you uncontrollably shrieked in pleasure.
Suddenly, you were cumming, your eyes rolling back into your head as Jungkook fucked you through the overwhelming pleasure. Tears trickled down your cheeks when he didn’t even think about slowing down, simply tossing your legs to the side, leaving you almost completely on your side as he began to fuck you.
“Fuck, Daddy!” You screamed, trembling in the pure overstimulation as he forced another orgasm out of your poor body. You were covered in sweat, as was he, put he didn’t seem to show any signs of slowing down. He continued to fuck himself into your spasming hole, watching as you creamy cum coated his cock. His favorite thing. How he wished he could drop to his knees to taste you and suck up all your cum into his mouth.
“God, this little cunt is so fucking sensitive!” He snarled as he forced yet another orgasm out of you. You were sobbing by now, tears tumbling down your cheeks as you clung to the bedding beneath you. Jungkook had never made you cum like this before and you didn’t know how you were still conscious as he continued to send you to new heights of pleasure never before experienced by you even with your years of having sex with him.
“Daddy!” You shrieked, unable to think of anything other than his title.
“I’m gonna cum,” He stated, cupping your tits through the bra you still wore. “But I want you to cum one more time for me,”
You knew you were going to cum no matter what. Especially as he spread your legs once again and began to circle your neglected clit. The sudden stimulation to the little bud had you cumming once again immediately. However, Jungkook and you were suddenly showered in little droplets of liquid. Jungkook howled an expletive as his cock was forced from your hole at the force of your squirting orgasm. It didn’t deter him, however, as he used the head of his cock to rapidly slide over your clit, making more cum jet out of you and all over his abdomen. The sight of you cumming so hard for him had him reaching his own orgasm, squirting his release all over your sopping wet cunt.
“And…CUT!” The director shouted, leaving Jungkook to relax over your body, meeting your lips in a passionate kiss.
“You did so good, my sweet girl,” He cooed, reaching down to cup your cheeks, ignoring the wetness covering his hand.
“Daddy…” You whined, your head still a fuzzy mess from the scene you just went through. He cooed to you, pressing soft kisses to your temple as his manager brought a blanket over, which Jungkook used to wrap you trembling body up.
“You’re so perfect, my good girl,” He praised, wrapping his arms around your body and pressing kisses to your head. “I love you so, so much.”
“Th-Thank you for letting me do this with you, Daddy,” You whimpered, nuzzling deeper into his hold.
“Maybe you should try out for more roles with me,”