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BTS reaction to you touching them in sleep
Namjoon’d think he’s dreaming at first, but after a few moments he’d wake up and find your hand in his boxers. He’d laugh at first, but then …
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BTS Preferences!! – Midnight Touches – Wattpad
Taehyung~ You la peacefully sleeping but tonight Tae just couldn’t sleep. The imagines of you in your red wine cocktail dress kept popping up in his head, …
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BTS 「he kisses you while you are sleeping」 – dtownsuga
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BTS SCENARIO: Moaning their name in your sleep
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— BTS Reactions – They get hard in bed next to you…
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BTS reaction – you having a wet dream and touching them in sleep
Namjoon
Namjoon’d think he’s dreaming at first, but after a few moments he’d wake up and find your hand in his boxers. He’d laugh at first, but then wake you up and move your hand.
“Are you serious?”
Jin
He’d wake up immediately because your hands are cold. Moving your hand away quickly he’d prepare to yell at you because he had a lot of work to do in the morning. But after seeing that you’re asleep, he’d just laugh and hug you.
“I can’t believe you.”
Yoongi
Yoongi would let you do it just to see how far you will go. But after getting him hot and bothered, he’d stop you. After making sure you’re not moving anymore, he’d kiss your cheek and go to sleep with a chuckle.
“How do you even do that?”
Hoseok
Feeling something touching him, he’d twitch a bit. Accidently letting out a moan and waking up, he’d see your hand in his boxers. Hoseok would breathe out slowly and remove your hand.
“I love you, but you have to stop.”
Jimin
Jimin wouldn’t even try to stop the moans. He wouldn’t say anything at first, but after seeing that he can’t take it anymore, he’d wake you up and shyly ask you to finish.
“I can’t fall asleep like this.”
Taehyung
This dork would touch you too, just to tease you. After finally waking you up and giving you time to realize what is happening, he’d move his hand. His laugh would fill the room. He’d kiss your forehead and cover you with the blanket.
“Why am I like this? You started!”
Jungkook
He would think he’s dreaming, until he feels warm liquid in his boxers. Opening his eyes immediately, he gulps and looks at you. Taking your hand away from him and cleaning it with a tissue, he’d blush and cover his head with blankets.
“I can’t believe this.”
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You thought this will be some smutty shit but no sorry heh
Anyway, be4 saying anything in the comments, I know Jungkook is an adult and he isn’t so shy anymore but for me he’ll always be a shy baby. We all know how he gets shy around girl so yeh. Leave a comment with your opinion pls (:
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Taehyung~
You laid peacefully sleeping but tonight Tae just couldn’t sleep. The imagines of you in your red wine cocktail dress kept popping up in his head, “This is all your fault” He mumbled nudging your arm. As he continued to think about it you turned your back to him, the blankets hugging your curves. He licks his lips before gently running his hands along your body, taking a deep breath he started to squeeze you “Wake up” He whispered in your ear pressing himself against you. Jin~
Jin was looking absolutely delicious today not that he doesn’t any other day but you get the point anyways he isn’t really sexual especially around the boys so you had to wait till the right moment. “Jinie oppa” You hummed getting closer to him, laying your head on his chest and putting a leg over his. He just hummed obviously tired but you couldn’t care he unconsciously teased you all day, “You looked so good today…” You slowly started inching your hand down to the hem of his sweats. Jungkook~
He laid staring at the ceiling his eyes flickering to you. Sweat sliding down his face as his thoughts continued to invade his head. After you pushed the cover off you slightly he lost it and grabbed your hips, pulling you closer to him, “You are so clueless” He mumbled before starting trailing his hands between your thighs softly. Suga~
The boys been around y’all ALL DAY. It’s not that you don’t love them but you would’ve liked to spend some time with your boyfriend. When it was time to go to sleep you snuck into his room and got in the bed with him, you expected him to be sleep but he was wide awake. He patted his lap and you sat on him, “I miss you” He mumbled squeezing your thighs while you ran your hands through his hair. J~Hope~
He’s not usually needy but tonight he was feeling hot very hot. “Y/n… are you up?” He pokes you but you groaned and pushed him. He sighed and laid his head on your chest trying to resist touching you but when you moved one of your legs around him that’s all it took for his hands to be all over you along with his lips. Rapmonster~
The lamp in the room didn’t help you sleep, you didn’t wanna cut it off cause he was reading but it’s 12 at night! You groaned and turned over before looking up at him, he looked really hot reading his book with an intense stare. Before you knew it your hand was making its way up his thighs and up his shirt, he was so caught up in his book he didn’t notice…or that’s what you thought. He looked at you then moved your hand and threw his book before laying you on your back…. Jimin~
Jimin is a wild sleeper, right now he’s laying on his tummy while his arms and legs is spread out. You smirked before climbing on his back, laying down letting your hands travel under his body and into his gym shorts. You were playing with his V-lines before he woke up and rolled over so you were under, “Having fun without me?” He chuckled starting to play with your hips then moving his hand lower. Ttaleuda (follow)
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genre: fluff, smut in some of the scenarios 🙂
Jin:
You and Jin had been walking along the thin line between friendship and lovers for quite a while now. Neither of you wanted to make the first step to commit to a relationship, but you also didn’t see other people. One reason for that was because you simply didn’t feel the need to, and the second one was that you knew it would affect your friendship if you did.
However, ever since you both secretly discovered your feelings for each other, you were in the state of constantly teasing each other, either with suggestive comments or gestures. All of it remained innocent and friendly though, but it was somehow frustrating because every time something between you seemed to develop, one of you backed out.
Tonight you had met up to spend the evening together which was a quite normal thing for you to do with one exception: this time he had practically begged you to spend the night there and he even justified it fairly well. Every time you hung out, it got pretty late and one of you, well mostly you, had to get home in the dark and as the streets weren’t the safest out there, the other one had to worry until you got a text that informed you about the safe arrival.
So this night, after cooking together and eating and talking for hours, you got ready for bed after him. As you walked back into his room, he was already waiting for you in his bed. Once he saw you in your skimpy pants and that tight fitting top, he had to keep his jaw from dropping. Instead, he simply groaned and shook his head while you got comfortable next to him.
“You’ve got to be kidding me. That sleeping outfit is way too hot for us sleeping together as friends.”
You batted your lashes chastely, pretending like you didn’t spend hours thinking about whether you should just go for it and wear that, or just take a pair of pajamas with you, risking another walk along the friendzone tonight.
“That’s what I always wear to sleep.”
You took the blanket and tucked yourself in, purposely turning around so your backside just slightly touched his front.
For a moment, he remained silent, frozen. He was occupied making up his mind about just turning around as well and leave things as they were or just snuggle up with you and risking to bite the bullet if things didn’t turned out as he wished they would. Eventually, when he looked at your face and saw the sweet smile he had fallen so badly for, he knew that there was no other chance than to try, or he would endlessly regret missing the perfect chance to confess to you.
When you felt his warm body approach yours, and one arm loop around your waist, the ticklish sense of well-being that you had gotten used to ever since you guys had known each other, took on a dramatic scale.
“Y/n?” He asked, his plump lips breathing right against the back of your ear as his fingers started to stroke the little bit of exposed skin between your top and the hem of your underwear.
“Hm?”
“I have to say it again, that outfit is not friendship-approved.”
You shifted to face him and smirked.
“You want me to take it off then?”
He swallowed hard for there was a sense of suggestive seriousness in your eyes.
You playfully tugged on the collar of his pajamas, slightly touching his chest.
“What if I said yes?” He whispered with a shy peck on your hair. You shrugged, drawing your lower lip between your teeth. Your abdomen twitched in rapt attention.
“You could find out if you tried.”
And with that he finally had his lips on yours, hand buried in your hair, his tongue curling your soft whimpers as you arched against him, allowing him full access to touch your naked thighs and drill his fingers into the skin below the thin fabric on your butt. You swung one leg around him, as he desperately dragged your hips closer to his and before you knew it, you were straddling him.
He pulled away, just to soak in the sight of you on top of him with sore-kissed lips and hungry eyes. He let his hands run down your spine and left a road of goosebumps behind.
“Before we proceed, I need to say something.”
You could feel your pulse hammer against your neck, your heart wildly thrumming as he impatiently licked his lips. He just wanted to get this out.
“I don’t think I‘ve ever been so in love with someone.”
And in the moment when you kissed him again, both of you knew that this long awaited confession he finally gave you would be the start of something eternal.
Namjoon (I love this one so much, I’m not even sorry that it’s so long):
It had been an ordinary evening for you and Namjoon. You had met up for a coffee, as you did once in a while just to catch up on your lives. You were friends, but both of you had a huge crush on each other, even though you were too shy to see it.
However, when you wanted to leave the café and get home tonight, the sky suddenly turned black and it started raining pitchforks. Your clothes were soaked after not more than ten minutes, so you decided to stop by the boys’ dorm to warm up since it was closer to the café than your apartment. You wanted to leave as soon as it would stop pouring like this, but the weather forecast reported that it wouldn’t stop all night.
Namjoon came back from the kitchen with something hot to drink and a towel for you.
“They say there will be a storm tonight.”
You took a look outside his window and sighed, placing the cup he just handed you on his bedside table. He frowned as you put on your sopping wet jacket again.
“What are you doing?”
“I guess I should better keep going before it starts to get worse.”
He got hold of the hand that was about to grab your bag.
“Uhm, no. I’m not letting you go out there.” His features were calm and soft yet commanding.
“But I need to go home. I’m tired.”
With a quick movement of hand, you showed him the clock on your phone. It was 10pm already and rain always made you sleepy. In response, he pointed outside where leaves were blowing in the wind and trees lost their branches in the rising storm while raindrops smashed against the windows like drums.
“I’m serious. If you go out there like this, you’re going to get pneumonia or something and I won’t be the one who’s held responsible for that. You’re very welcome to stay here for the night.”
You had to admit that the offer was compelling. You had never spend the night with him, even though you’ve had a lot of late night talks in the past. There had always been this invisible border of friendship that none of you dared to cross, although both of you individually had always wished to just go a step further.
“Okay, I’ll stay, but only because you’re so concerned about my well-being.”
“That’s fine by me.”
You both couldn’t hide your lovestruck smiles as you sat there like two shy bunnies not knowing what to do next. At one point, Namjoon finally looked up just to see you shaking and made an effort to move to your side and rub the sides of your arms to get you warm.
“Y/n, you’re freezing.” he remarked in a concerned tone.
You wanted to tell him that you were fine, but then again, you didn’t want to risk him letting go of you. Plus, you really were cold and he was emanating a comforting warmth.
“I think you need to get rid of these wet clothes. Do you maybe wanna take a hot shower or something and take some of my clothes to sleep?”
“That’d be nice.” You nodded and he stood up to open his closet.
“Just take whatever you like. I’m gonna prepare some bed sheets for you while you get ready, okay? Well, if you’re okay with us sleeping in the same bed. Uhm, I could also use the couch if you…”
“It’s okay for me.” you interrupted his nervous monologue before he could get caught up in his own words.
“Okay.” he affirmed with a heartwarming dimpled smile before he left you alone and looked for some guest bedding.
You took a long and hot shower that finally made you stop shivering, dried your hair, and put on one of Namjoon’s T-Shirts to sleep in. It was just a plain white shirt, but it smelled so beautifully like him that you wished you could wear it every night. Before you went back, you checked yourself out in the mirror, fixing one last strand of hair that hung loosely in your face.
On bare feet you got back to his room to find him already tucked in bed, a book in his hands and fairy lights put on. You loved the small smile on his lips that occurred every time he was so absorbed in something that nothing could disturb him. You suddenly felt kind of naked though, only dressed in his shirt and your underwear, and when he finally noticed you and the book almost fell out of his hands, you had to shyly bite your lip.
You tippytoed up to the bed to snuck up under the sheets next to him.
“Thanks for the T-Shirt.” you said timidly. He was still staring at you stunned, unsure what to say or do. Under the blanket, your legs accidentally touched his and it was like this little bit of skin contact had woken him up from his trance.
“You look beautiful in it and your legs are… I mean… You’re perfect.”
Your cheeks flushed red at the slight rasp in his voice.
“Y/n?”
You weren’t sure if you were just hallucinating, but it felt like your faces drew nearer and suddenly all you could focus on were his eyes and lips.
“Hm?”
“I think I want to kiss you.”
At this point, you could already feel his breath against your lips. Your lids trembled and your lower stomach tingled wildly.
“I won’t stop you.” you whispered and in the next second, you two shared a passionate, consuming kiss.
Yoongi:
After a long time of not seeing each other, Yoongi and you finally spent an evening together. You had started dating a few weeks back after being friends for a long time, but you took things very slowly as he wasn’t around often and both of you wanted to make sure everything would go right. You didn’t even call each other boyfriend and girlfriend yet. The thing between you was still so pure and innocent that it was enough to just be together, lie on your bed cuddling, and share some sweet, lazy kisses every now and then.
He loved how cozy and comfortable you made him feel after a long and stressful day and even if it had been a long period of working hard and producing like hell lately, one evening with you made up for it all.
When the sun outside started to fade, and the dark of the night filled your room, you noticed that the boy whose head was lingering on your lap while you talked, slowly drifted off. His answers to everything you said became shorter and soon you got the feeling that you must sound boring.
“Yoongi?” You stopped fondling his scalp.
“Hm?” He hummed in response, his eyes were closed and his breathing went steady and calm.
“Am I boring to you?”
He shifted his head to look at you and gently pulled you down for a kiss.
“Of course not.”
“But it seems like you‘re not even listening.”
“I swear I am, though.” he insisted. “But right now your voice is so soothing and calming that I don’t want to disturb this vibe by throwing mine in. Can you just keep talking to me? It helps me wind down.”
His sweet explanation curled around your heart and squeezed it firmly. It was unbelievable to you how much affection and devotion you could feel at one moment just because of a single person. A smile tugged on your lips and once you started talking about some random stuff, he shut his eyes again, a content expression swayed on his features as if his world was a perfect, peaceful place as long as you kept talking to him.
He made sure you knew he was listening by nodding and humming from time to time, but soon you could tell he was falling asleep. You didn’t stop him or tell him it was time to go home, even though you had not planned on spending the night together. You knew he needed the rest and he had troubles sleeping whenever he was having a stressful time. All you did was whisper to him, asking if he wanted to stay. And of course he nodded, without opening his eyes or making a sound.
You carefully laid his head down on your pillow and covered him with a blanket before you decided to get ready for bed yourself. You brushed your teeth, removed your makeup and put on a clean top to sleep in.
You crawled back under the blanket, just to have Yoongi pull you closer by the waist. When his hand wandered up and down your bare thigh, shivers covered your whole body.
You felt a kiss in the crook of your neck.
“Your skin is so soft.”
You turned to your other side and looked at him.
“You’re awake?”
“Sort of” he muttered and rubbed his eyes and pulled you to nestle onto him again. “I don’t wanna miss our first night together.”
You slightly pinched his chin.
“You need your sleep though.”
“I need you more.“ he replied and before you could spell out another remark, he stopped you in the most endearing way possible.
He let his fingers brush through your hair, his lips sealing yours so tenderly, you let out a wispy whimper. You felt him smile against the curve of your mouth. His hands were now resting in the squirming arch of your lower back, his teeth nibbled on your lower lip. When you parted with a plop, both of your cheeks were decorated with a cherry colored tint of blush.
Yoongi proudly looked at you, his gaze trailed along the lines of your silhouette. “I want to keep that picture of you in mind forever. You just lying here beside me, cheeks red, hair a little messy, with bare legs and that top on.” He played with the strap on your shoulder and thought to himself that he would rather never sleep again than miss a single second of that perfect moment with you.
Jungkook:
You and Jungkook were heading into the sweetest, most pure relationship ever. It had been a jumpy start, but ever since you had admitted to have feelings for each other, everything went smoothly and to those people who new about you, you were the perfect match. You took things slowly though because none of you wanted to mess this growing love up. Because he was away promoting or on tour so often, you had never actually spent a night together until tonight and he was nervous. Not that he never had a girl over, no, there had been flirts and one night stands in the past, but with you it was different, because he actually cared about you.
He had planned every little detail for tonight. He had cooked you some dinner, picked out some movies to watch, exchanged his bedding for fresh, clean sheets and generally did everything to make you feel comfortable. He was being such a sweetheart. While you lay on his bed and watched the movies, he kept asking you if you were cold, just to draw you closer into his arms even when you said you were fine. He made sure you had a glass full of water all of the time and soon you were so filled up with the snacks he had bought, that the sugar slowly made you tired.
“Okay, so which movie do you wanna watch next?” he asked still excited and quirky and turned to you to find out your lids were about to fall shut. His loving hands swiped back your hair from your face so he could see you better.
“Y/n?” he repeated with an enchanted smile.
“I’m tired, you’re too comfy.” you muttered and curled up even more on his warm chest.
You felt him placing a tender kiss on your temple.
“Let’s sleep then.”
You got ready first and crawled back into bed before him. You were dressed as always, in a simple top and your panties, totally clueless that it would be the most alluring outfit to Jungkook. He came back to huddle up to your back as you were already drifting off to sleep. Only then he noticed you were not wearing more than two short pieces of thin fabric. He peeked under the blanket to get a glimpse of your beautiful body and immediately felt the butterflies in his stomach wanting to break loose. Happiness overwhelmed him. To him, you were the most beautiful human being that had ever existed. His own pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. His source of luck and love that took his breath away. He would have loved to just wrap you in his arms and tell you all of these things, but you looked too gentle to disturb.
“You’re so perfect.” he whispered more to himself, but despite your sleepy state, you could hear him clear. His hands sketched long lines along your thighs and made their way up to your hips and your stomach. At the same time he left kiss by kiss along the silhouette of your shoulders and arms. Every little touch was full of love, affection, and sweet longing and it didn’t take long for you to get rid of your tiredness and shift to join lips with him. He tasted like fresh mint and berries and with every little twitch of lips and swing of tongues, you wanted more.
“I don’t… wanna… keep you awake.” he gasped short of breath, a vibrant smile of yours muffling his voice. You didn’t respond apart from gently but steadily freeing him from his clothes. You couldn’t think of sleep now his smell and taste conquered your whole mind and heart. Without any more words you pulled him on top of you. He didn’t need to hear from you what you wanted, you showed him and your hips burned like passionate fire as you brought them forward to meet the centre of his yearning. His skilled hip movements, thrusting and grinding against your softest spot forced humble moans to escape your throat and he smirked fondly as you mouthed his name.
“Are you sure you want this?” he asked when he was about to long for a little package of plastic that waited inside the drawer next to his bed.
“I’ve never been more sure about something.”
Jimin:
A few months ago, your boyfriend had broken up with you and you were devastated. You’ve seen it coming somehow, and you were not shocked at all, until you saw him with a new girl. You weren’t exactly jealous, but it made you feel incredibly alone, insecure and lonely.
Luckily, you had the best friend in the world that took the best care of you whenever you felt like this. Jimin hadn’t hesitated for a second to rush to your apartment when you called him to say you weren’t feeling great. When you opened the door to him with red, puffy eyes and a sorry pout, he knew exactly what to do. He held you in his arms while you told him all of the things you had in mind. He let you cry on his shoulder as long as you needed to and when you became silent, he shared the most comforting words with you.
You didn’t even have to ask for him to stay. He would have never left you alone in a state like this. He was used to sleeping on your couch and usually the thought of him just being in the room next to yours, made you feel safe and well. The nights he spent at your apartment were the nights you had the best night sleeps.
Today though, you just seemed to not get a wink of sleep. Your thoughts just didn’t keep quiet. It wasn’t coming out of the blue, but you felt an immense need to be with him and feel him hold you until you would be able to fall asleep. So you convinced yourself to just try and walk over.
Dressed in your old, baggy T-Shirt, you slipped out of your bed and quietly tiptoed in your living room, where he was seemingly already far away dreaming. You sneaked under the thin blanket and pulled it up to cover you both. You clung onto his warm body and nestled your head on his back, inhaled his charming smell and immediately felt a lot less lonely. He shifted, sleepily whispering your name which made you smile.
“Y/n… What are you doing?”
“I missed you over there.”
His eyes were still closed. He must’ve been exhausted from the day, but nevertheless, he enjoyed your presence right beside him.
“Are you okay?” Another sweet mutter left his mouth.
“Now I am. I realized I just wanted to be with you.” you responded because you were sure he wouldn’t remember tomorrow anyway. You were wrong. He had heard you loud and clear and the yearning in your voice forced him to react. He turned around and pulled you into his arms to hug you tightly. His soft lips chastely touched your forehead. Your legs intertwined and only now he noticed you weren’t wearing more than your underwear. You felt his body tensing for not more than a second, then he seized your thigh and wrapped it around his hips so you were as close to each other as possible.
Your noses were almost touching and you felt a rush of endorphin kick through your veins. He finally opened his sparkling eyes and gave you that shy smile you loved with all your heart.
You brushed his hair back in order to have better access to his full face and placed a sheer kiss on his cheekbone. His thumb which was still rubbing your hip, faltered for a moment when your lips met his cheek. This only encouraged you to leave another peck on the tip of his small nose and another one on his chin, right below his lips.
You stopped there and waited for a reaction. When you shut your eyes to blink, you felt him on your lips. The kiss lasted longer than yours and when he gently pulled away, your head followed in despair to get another taste of him.
His hands traveled up, leaving goosebumps on every centimeter of skin they touched, just to rest on the curve of your lower back.
“Aren’t you tired anymore?” you whispered and he let out a little snort.
“You’re kidding, right? My heart couldn’t get any sleep beside you right now.”
His words made you flutter inside and when he kissed the spot right above your eyebrow, just to let his lips travel to all of his favorite features of your face, you couldn’t swipe the smile off your face anymore.
As the night got darker, your innocent, dainty wafts of pecks transformed into a fervent, endearing exchange of darling words and passionate kisses, until the blue light of the announcing morning finally wrapped you in his fresh sheets of sleep.
Taehyung:
You wished you had chosen another outfit to sleep in. You always slept only dressed in a top and your panties, but now you checked out yourself in the mirror in Tae’s bathroom, you didn’t like anything about it. What you saw just didn’t feel flattering. Maybe your hips looked too wide or your thighs too chubby, maybe you didn’t like how the top fit on you, but all in all you just felt very uncomfortable. That didn’t change the fact that you needed to go out and join him in bed.
You heard a sudden knock at the door.
“Y/n, sweetheart? Is everything okay? You’ve been in there for twenty minutes and I just wanted to check on you.”
You sighed. He was too sweet and caring for you and you felt sorry for leaving him alone for so long.
“Yeah, don’t worry. I’ll be there in a second.” you replied just like this and waited until you heard his steps go back to his room. With one last glance at your unpleasing reflection, you unlocked the door and hastened to meet him. When you entered his room and he saw you, his eyes lightened up and a bright smile took over his features. You didn’t reckon though. All you could think of was your unshapely body and how it got exposed right in front of his perfection of a human being.
You tried get into bed and cover yourself with his sheets sloppily and he could tell something was up.
“Y/nie, are you hiding yourself from me?”
Your chin quivered and your eyes teared up. He cupped your face in shock and pecked your lips.
“Hey… Don’t cry. You can talk to me. Everything’s alright.”
He embraced you with his protective arms and started petting your hair.
“Wanna tell me what’s wrong?”
“Nothing… I just… I’m a little cold in that outfit that’s all.”
He lifted his brows and you knew he wasn’t buying it.
“Okay, and maybe I don’t feel comfortable showing my body like this. My legs, and my… I don’t know… Everything… I look absolutely pathetic next to you. I don’t know what I was thinking when I brought this to sleep in.”
“That’s it? It’s because you feel ugly in your sleepwear?”
You nodded, avoiding to look at him because you knew how idiotic it sounded.
“It’s just too tight and short and I just wanted to look good for you.”
He let go of you and slipped his wide pajama top over his head, just to help you put it on.
He gave you a reassuring smile.
“Better?”
“A little…” you shrugged less convincing.
“But not entirely, huh?”
“No…”
He shook his head and placed a kiss on your temple, before he slowly pulled the sheets down to take a look at your legs again.
“I don’t see what you see. You’re beautiful. Your legs are beautiful, your stomach is. I can’t see one single thing that isn’t.”
“But Tae, you…” you wanted to protest, but his lips hushed you and let your thoughts divert from your self-doubts for a second.
You allowed his hands to wander down your thighs and your calves and when his lips started to follow and caress and admire every inch of your soft skin, you bit by bit relaxed a little more. When he went back up again and he started to leave the smallest hickeys and bites on the inner sides of your thigh, up to your booty and around your belly button, right above the hem of your pants, you drew your lower lip between your teeth because he seemed to know exactly how to make you swoon. He didn’t miss the little moans and sighs that had escaped your mouth, so he was sure, he could take a step further.
He kneeled between your legs, just to lift you up to straddle him. You felt his bulge slightly throbbing against your soft spot when he gently grabbed your buttcheeks and dragged you so close, there wasn’t any room left between you two.
“Can you feel how beautiful you are to me?” he whispered on your opened lips that searched to join with his. You just nodded and he didn’t push you to say anything more. He let his tongue lick your lower lip awfully slowly for a breath-stopping kiss to follow.
Hoseok (short warning, this one’s a little more on the smutty side):
You had expected your and Hoseok’s first night to go into a completely different direction than it actually went. Instead of staying in bed the whole evening until you had to leave again, you were playing video games with the other boys. Your boyfriend was oblivious to any hints you gave him and very soon it annoyed you and you gave up. On top of it, Hoseok ended the disappointing evening with a long yawn, telling you that he was extremely tired.
When you got ready for bed in the bathroom, you decided that this was not how you would let this night end. In your salty mood, you took off the pajama pants you had put on to show off your sexy, lacy underwear you had just bought for this occasion. They flattered the curves of your body perfectly and you knew when you just acted a little ignorant, he would soon forget about his need of sleep.
Hoseok had a weakness for your legs. He loved them with every stretch mark, every little bump, and mole. He loved your smooth skin and it drove him crazy when you wore a skirt or shorts. So when you walked in only dressed in your top and panties at night, he immediately felt his body react accordingly.
With too much of an innocent expression, you sat down next to him on the bed, crossing your legs in the most seductive way possible acting as if you just played with your phone and as if you didn’t notice him staring.
“You’re trying to tease now?” he asked, licking his lips and you visibly enjoyed how his eyes got darker as he looked at you in that consuming way.
“Oh no, I’m just sitting here, minding my own business, you know.”
“Oh, sure… You’re too predictable, Y/n.”
“I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Your pretentious obliviousness frustrated and excited him at the same time. In a sudden kick of agitation, he reached to get your phone and throw it to the side. In the blink of an eye, he lay on top of you in between your legs. The tips of his fingers left the slightest trail of shivers on your thighs before he cupped your glutes and squeezed them, just to cause you to bite your lip.
“You can’t just walk in here looking like that and expect me to be all ready to just sleep next to you.”
“But I thought you were tired.”
“Well, I’m not anymore.”
He covered the line between your earlobe and your collarbone with tender kisses. His hands though went gradually up to your breasts. You felt a smile join his kisses on your neck when his kneading and stroking made you moan his name.
“What was that?” he asked in his eager, raspy voice as he ground his considerable length against your increasingly wet centre in a gentle hip thrust.
“Who’s teasing now, huh?”
You furrowed your brows and pushed your hips forward to return the tease. He squeezed his eyes shut and hissed through his teeth when you continued your sweet torture. Your mouth on his neck gave him the rest and he felt like the fantasies he have had the nights since you two got together suddenly came true as you muffled his desperate begging and impatiently took off his clothes so you could feel the totality of his lean, perfect body on yours. You wrapped your legs around him and in an artistic movement, you changed position and topped him. His eyes attentively watched your every move when you stripped down for him. The sight of your bare, perfect body added to your moist lust fluid lubing his vibrant erection made him loose the last bit of self-control that had kept him from taking you right away. His hands on your neck brought you down to meet his lips while he fumbled for the condom he had placed ready to wait for you under his pillow.
You clawed your nails into his back as he finally lifted you up to slowly lower you on himself. His eyes were fixed on your face while he relished every circle and push of your lower body on him. His thumb kept stimulating your pink button sending waves of edge through your bones. You were close and started to go up and down at a faster pace. Hoseok panted as he got closer to his climax. Your body suddenly trembled and the unexpected vibrating quiver resulted in his ultimate pleasure. You let out a liberating gasp of satisfaction and slumped down on him in exhaustion as released happiness hormones took over your senses. He carefully laid you down next to him, removed the condom with still jittering hands, before his sore lips kissed the bridge of your nose.
“You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, Y/n.”
The corner of your mouthed curled into an enchanted smile as you nestled onto his chest and closed your eyes to drift off to a well-deserved amount of sleep.
BTS 「he kisses you while you are sleeping」 you can…
BTS 「he kisses you while you are sleeping」
you can read the hyung’s here! thankyou for requesting this is so soft😭💞💞
Taehyung
“Y/n, I’m home!” Taehyung was only greeted by Yeotan.
“Yeotanie, do you see y/n?” Yeotan’s short tail started to wag when Taehyung mentioned your name. He started to run with his short legs as if it understood him.
Taehyung walked slowly behind him as it led him to your studying room. The door was slightly opened. It must be because Yeotan had followed you into the room just now and you had left the door opened for him to come and go.
From first glance, he knew you had fallen asleep. He walked in the room to confirm that you were indeed sleeping. Of course, you were. With papers all around the table, and with that uncomfortable position, you managed to fall asleep. Your hand was still holding onto the pen as he noticed the ink had tainted your fingers.
He didn’t want to wake you up, but he really wanted to move you to the bed. Shaking your body or calling your name won’t be a good decision, so he decided to kiss you instead.
“Hey, princess, wake up.” It took him three short kisses before you realized that someone had been kissing you.
“Tae?” you asked sleepily.
“Shall we move to the bed?” You nodded. He crouched down and you hopped on to his back.
“Y/n, what tasks were you doing just now?”
“Y/n?”
Taehyung called you several times but there was no answer. When he turn his head, you were already sleeping again.
“Good night, sleepy head. Dream of us.”
Jimin
The boys had invited you over for a dinner. You came early to help Seokjin cook and prepare the food. The weather was fine when you drived to the dorm, but when you were done with the meal and were planning to go home, it was raining heavily.
Jimin wouldn’t let you go as it was so dangerous outside. It was so late and the road was so dark. So, you decided to stay overnight there. Of course, you’ll spend the whole night cuddling each other under the blanket as it was cold outside. But Jimin didn’t expect you to fall asleep in between the cuddle.
His eyes were set on your sleeping figure and how you made him felt sleepy too. You were so peaceful and calm, unlike the weather outside. When the thunder struck, you automatically brought your hands to your ears. Your sudden movement shook Jimin but he found it cute at the same time.
“Stop being so cute, could you? I don’t think my heart can handle any longer.” He whispered to himself. When you felt safe in your dream, you removed your hand from your ears, now, the hands were busy finding something to hug. Jimin.
When you grabbed only his hand and brought it close to you, he also used that chance to leave a kiss on your lips. You woke up from the sudden touch but were not aware of what was happening.
“Something wrong, Jiminie?”
“Nothing, y/n. Please go back to sleep.” You closed your eyes, quickly drifting back to your dreamland with Jimin’s finger playing with your hair.
Jungkook
Playing video games in the middle of the night is never a good idea. Both of you were very busy, so you didn’t want to waste any minute you have when you get the chance to be together.
Today is one of the day. You thought you’ll be able to leave work earlier, but no. When you got back, you find Jungkook playing video games alone in the living room. You ran to his side and peck him on his cheek before connecting another controller to the game.
“You are home? Aren’t you tired, y/n? You should take a rest.”
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t come back earlier.”
“It’s okay. Now, shall we go to sleep?”
“Nevermind, Kookie. Let’s play several rounds.”
Several rounds are never several rounds. You end up spending the whole night playing video games. But your eyelids are getting heavier and heavier as time passes.
“Y/n. Press the O button. Y/n-“ your head fell to Jungkook’s shoulder. He knows you were tired and you need to sleep, but he also knows that you won’t let such a precious time just slipped away, as he too, felt the same. He sometimes blamed himself for being so busy.
Jungkook pauses the game and he slowly moved you to the bed. He spends some times studying your tired face, how beautiful you are even though you were only sleeping. He hold your face gently with his hand and caressed your cheek with his thumb, before leaving a kiss on your parted lips.
“I’m sorry, y/n. I’ll make more time for you. I promise.”
“You don’t need to say sorry, Kookie.” he was shocked when you replied him with your eyes closed. But when you open your eyes and smile at him, he couldn’t help but smile back, kissing you again, before leaving the room to turn off the TV and join you on the bed.
“Thank you, Y/n. Thank you.”
BTS SCENARIO: Moaning their name in your sleep
Pairing: BTS x Reader Genre: Fluff // Slight-Smut Word Count: 6K+ Summary: The boys all have some kind of varying degree of love for you, so what happens when you murmur some pretty incriminating things in your sleep.
Kim Seokjin
Jin had let you stay the night after you’d come over for condolences. You’d broken up with another boyfriend at the four month marker, as if that was some kind of magical (or cursed) number. You had bemoaned to him the lack of love you felt, and he stored it away with the catalog of other reasons you’d given for past flames. Too distant, too clingy, too short, too something.
He couldn’t help himself but to sigh, upset as he moved around your now resting body, sprawled against his couch. He quickly picked up a few discarded beer cans and discarded them, before throwing himself against the couch next to you. He glanced the digital clock on the far side of the wall and noted his brothers would probably be out for another hour or two. He should probably move you to his bed for now. No way were you going home in this state.
Jin moved his head to look at you, noting the way your hair caught against your lips and how you cutely swiped it away subconsciously, not before wrinkling your nose in annoyance. He couldn’t help the way his eyes softened or the small chuckle he gave at your actions. He couldn’t help it. Everything you did endeared him to you. The way you laughed, the way you fiddled with your hands nervously, or even something as trivial as how you ate, made his heart clench. His heart was clenching now too, at the frustration beginning to bubble within him at the circumstances. Another day, another ex, you really ran through them like water. He didn’t know if you had commitment issues or you were just picky. It made him second guess ever confessing to you, in fear he’d be just another one on a list. He should give you enough benefit, and trust that he was slightly more special than the average joe, but his doubts ran rampant. Besides, he was skimming over the very real chance that he might be all out rejected.
He surveyed your sleeping form once more, going to adjust your shirt, which had ridden up against your stomach. He had just lifted it to bring it down when your voice startled him.
“Jinnie.”
He all but held his breath, his hand snatched away in fear you’d woken to thinking he was doing something less than gentlemanly, but when he called your name and apologized he got no reply save the soft pattern of your breathing. He sat still for a long time, not coming to the realization you’d just said his name –nickname– until you said it again.
“Ah~ Seokjin~”
At this point the cogs immediately started to move and Jin snapped up from the couch. He felt his face become hotter than it had in a very long time, his heart overclocking as you shifted slightly on the couch. He didn’t know how to react, and his brain was weighing if you should be woken up or if he should flee the building, but he lost the ability for cognizant thought once you really started to moan.
Jin wasn’t sure how long he stood there watching and listening to you. He felt like he was invading on something, but that was his name. His best friend. The girl he was in love with was moaning his name. A million and a half questions ran through his head. Was it just because you just thought he was attractive, or maybe you were just sexually frustrated? He wanted to know, he really wanted to know. And not only did his brain want to know, not only his heart, but by the way his cock started to inflate, his more primal side wanted an answer as well. Every moan and mention of his name was riling something he’d promised himself to put away a long time ago. He felt awful for multiple reasons. For listening in, for this going to haunt every night for the rest of his life, for you most likely using him in your dreams sexually just for kick. He hated it.
He’d had wet dreams about you, sure, but that was because he pined after you all this time and, in his dreams, every time you two would finish, he’d look in your beautiful eyes and whisper–
“I love you! Seokjin~”
He hadn’t realized he’d closed his eyes until he felt himself open them, training his eyes to lock in on you, as you seemed to climax in some faraway dream. He couldn’t breath or blink, not sparing you from his senses for even a moment. What was a boy supposed to do in a circumstance like this?
As whatever passion within seemed to subside, so did any noises coming from you, and you fell back into quiet breathing, the only difference with pre-wet dream being a soft smile resting on your pink lips. Jin licked his own.
Gulping, he moved away from the living room and into the attached kitchen. His cheeks still burning and the memory of your voice imprinted like a newly burned CD in his brain. He bent down and reached around randomly in a few drawers, purposefully causing a ruckus, to which he stilled when he heard a whine come from you. A tell tale sign you were waking.
“Jin?”
He heard his name called from back in the living room, softer and nowhere near as sexual. He reached a hand up to hold his heart. When he stood, he was going to do it. He was going to tell you how he felt, and he was going to pray he could hear those noises again.
Min Yoongi
You’d been with him in his studio, having brought him some take out upon your insistence. He knew you knew that if he didn’t get brought food in circumstances like this, he might very well go hungry.
The both of you had long consumed and discarded of the chicken’s carcass, and he had set back to work, adjusting some final production issues before Supreme Boi came and went over it with him tomorrow. The clock in the corner of his computer told Yoongi that it was well into the night, and he quickly glanced over his shoulder trying to spot you. Last time he checked on you (though admittedly that’d been about two hours ago) you’d been gently laughing at something on your phone, but now your phone lay on the precipice of the small couch, your head against the wall, and a small amount of drool threatening to go the way of gravity. Yoongi couldn’t help the small scoff he gave. He glanced back to his computer for just a second, saving per his habit once more, and standing up.
The rapper reached up and turned down the AC of his room, knowing you were rather susceptible to the cold when you were asleep. He made his way over to you and resisted the urge to take a photo as he slipped your phone from your weak grip, eyeing a playlist of what seemed to be an abundance of vines that still played. He pressed the home button, noting fondly the homescreen image of you and him, a photo you’d forced him to take part of. He glanced back at you for just a moment, before quickly pulling up his own contact in his phone, forwarding himself a plethora of the photos he once declined when offered. He’d never admit it.
After deleting the evidence, he placed the phone to the side and worked on pushing you down to lay on your side. Your body quite easily acquiesced with the demand and fell gently to rest against the soft cushions. Yoongi briefly wondered if he should maybe trade the couch out for a futon just for you. You definitely spent enough time in this room to warrant one.
He brushed a hesitant hand against your bare arm, ignoring the shot of electricity that seemed to channel through him at the touch. After another secret moment of staring at your sleeping face, he stood to make his way back to his computer when a whimper from you had him stopping in his tracks. He glanced back down at you, raising an eyebrow when you whimpered once more. Were you having a bad dream?
Yoongi shrugged guessing he should probably just wake you up, and went to place a hand on your shoulder when he heard his name.
“Yoongi.”
He heard his name, but he certainly had never heard it like that before. He was taken aback, unsure if he was making the correct connections in his mind.
“Yes, Yoongi~”
Yoongi cursed under his breath, removing his hand from your shoulder as he felt a red hot rush of something begin to burn up his neck and his ears. There was just no way, no way.
But there you were, moaning and your face twisting in a way Yoongi never thought he’d have the pleasure to see. The room and he burned at one hundred degrees and he regretted turning down the A/C.
He could only watch you in shocked silence as you grew louder and louder and while he knew maybe he should wake you up and have you stop, he couldn’t, he really didn’t want to. Maybe he was betraying something. Wet dreams happened with random people right? You’d been spending a lot of time with him recently. Your subconscious just probably latched on, but he was burning with lust, embarrassment and hope.
It was only when you said the next thing Yoongi actually smiled.
“Yoongi! I love you.”
His hand reached up and shook you awake, before you could grow louder. And you shot awake, sitting up from the couch and looking down at him, who had been crouched in front of you. You gave him a lazy smile, rubbing your eyes, and Yoongi couldn’t help but think you looked like you were shining.
“Good morning, Yoongs,” your voice croaked and he wondered if you were even slightly aware what kind of voices you were making before. He looked down, and rubbed at his hair, trying to build his courage. He shook his head, his hand falling to his neck before he looked back up to you. You tilted your head.
The rapper opened his mouth, “I have a question.”
Jung Hoseok
Hoseok was good enough friends with you to earn a copy of your apartment key. He was allowed to pop in whenever he decided was okay. He’d come in before when you were showering, when you were cooking, when you were reading, whenever. You had assured him you’d go out to the way to let him know when he couldn’t come over, so unless he received a blackout date, it was free reign.
So he came over quite a lot. He enjoyed being here. Though he had to dress to cover his identity, so that no tabloids got the wrong ideas, he made a concerted effort to come over when he came.
It was so warm at your house.
Whenever he had a bad day, sometimes he’d pop over to talk to you. It was seven out of ten times when you already had some kind of tea brewing, warm chamomile or jasmine. You two would talk about the problems he was experiencing over tea, or the two of you would let the silence heal him, picking up one of the books he kept at your home as you read side by side.
He could be his hyper self, but he could also chill out and just read with you. It was a solace and for that he was thankful. It was no surprise when he’d fallen for you. When he’d peek up from his book and you’d catch him staring and you’d smile, or when he complimented your tea and snacks and you’d blush a bit and laugh in embarrassment. You were always so bad at taking compliments, but he meant every one. With all his heart.
When he entered your house this time, the house wasn’t filled with the smell of chamomile and honey, or wasn’t alive with the sound of a movie or television show, but was quiet and smelled regularly of the lavender house cleaner you adored.
He listened for it, but didn’t hear any kind of shower running. He checked the last place you could be. He leaned against the door frame and spotted your sleeping figure indulging in what seemed like a mid-afternoon nap. He smiled and his heart skipped when he thought this felt all very domestic, like he was returning to his wife after finishing up his shift. He loved that idea.
Not wanting to bother you, Hobi went back out to the kitchen where he retrieved his previously bookmarked novel and went to work brewing himself a bit of tea. Once he’d finished he moved everything into your bedroom. Luckily you had a queen, ample room for him to slip on the edge and sit next to you as he read his own story.
Strangely enough, it wasn’t long till he grew tired of his story. His tea also tasted a bit bland. It wasn’t as good as when you made it, or maybe he just enjoyed your company and voice so much it distracted him from the honest taste, but either way, he wanted to talk to you now. He was working on another song for his mixtape and he wanted to bounce some ideas off of you. He valued your opinion just as much as Suga or Namjoon.
He slid off his side of the bed and made his way back in the kitchen, quickly heating up some of the tea. You liked to wake up to the smell of tea. Sure, he just admitted it didn’t taste as good as yours but you would at least appreciate the effort.
Hobi held the tea against him as he bent down, hoping the smell would waft to your noise. He whispered your name a few times, hoping to coax you awake softly. He called your name, and he heard his name in response.
“Hobi.”
It came out with a breath and he smiled, satisfied when he thought he’d woken you up, but your eyes didn’t open, and he furrowed his brows. He called your name again.
“Hobi harder.”
It was like a match trying to strike but couldn’t. He titled his head and gave a confused laugh, not really knowing what else to do. What were you murmuring about?
“Hobi…good”
The rapper might have misinterpreted that as well, until a barrage of soft cute moans began to ambush his ears. And when you arched off the bed and your mouth fell open, the match finally lit. And it burned.
Just like the tea he’d newly heated up did as he dropped it on his crotch in shock.
Hoeseok’s screech pulled you quickly from any dream you were having, and you immediately woke up completely when you saw the young man pulling his jeans away from his skin.
“Oh my god! Hobi, what happened?”
Hobi didn’t respond to you, simply getting up and running to the attached bathroom, only allowing you to catch sight of the way his ears and cheeks looked more scarlet than anything you’ve seen. Hobi closed the bathroom door behind him.
“Make sure you strip, Hobi! You can borrow one of my sweats! And fill the tub with cold water! Get inside! Don’t worry about cleaning up!” You shouted instruction after instruction, and soon heard the bathtub filling. It wasn’t until another ten minutes when you asked if you could come inside. A patethic yes granting you permission. The curtain was drawn and you quickly asked if he was okay.
“Y-yeah,” he voice coming out low. The crack in his voice led you to believe otherwise though, and you stood outside the bathtub.
You fiddled with your fingers, “We can go to the hospital if you want. I’m worried.”
Silence.
It wasn’t until you had sighed and began to pick up his discarded clothes, your hand going to close the bathroom door that he called your name, poking his head past the curtain. He looked wrecked. You opened your mouth to ask if he was okay, but he cut you off with his own words, all in one breath saying:
“This is a bad time, but–”
Kim Namjoon
The city passed by Namjoon in the rear view mirror of his vehicle. He insisted on taking you home from the dorms. The boys had all offered to come with him for the ride, but the tired looks on all their faces, Namjoon sent them all to bed. He was more than capable than to take you safely home himself.
You lived a bit of drive away, unfortunately. You were always so stubborn about it, not letting the boys come to pick you up until you reached the gates of their community. You didn’t want them to worry about being your chauffeur. You were too sweet.
Luckily, you had been too tired to argue with him tonight as he had loaded you into his vehicle. You had drunk a few shots in their name as you watched them stand up and collect their Daesang on repeat. You had cried and laughed and generally been an emotional mess the whole night. He wasn’t able to indulge in the fun as much, but it was quite a show to watch you and the rest of the team fall into a stupor.
No way, was Namjoon going to let you go home at this point. You’d end up sleeping all the way to Busan. He cared too much about your safety to risk that. You were so pretty, he was sure some stranger might do things to you in your drunk coma.
He spotted you in his peripheral and watched you adjust your head against the cool glass of his car. You’d fallen asleep as soon as you’d been loaded into the vehicle and Namjoon enjoyed the silence. Just the sounds of the his engine humming gently and the cute snores coming from his passenger to accompany him.
The leader was actually a bit worried he might crash his car if he kept looking over at his precious cargo so often, but really it wasn’t his fault.
He nearly ran off the road for real though when he heard a moan come from his right. The blaring horn of a car he nearly hit, bounced off his ears and he didn’t even see the other driver flick him off. He licked his lips and his eyebrows scrunched up in confusion as he quickly stole a few glances towards you. Maybe he heard that wrong? That was a regular moan and groan. But that was quite pronounced.
“Namjoonie~”
Namjoon’s grip against the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles becoming white against the strain. Maybe you knew another Namjoon? It wasn’t the most common name, but he surely couldn’t be the only one. You couldn’t be having a wet dream about him. You’d been friends for years. Sure he’d had feelings for you for a while, but you couldn’t feel the same. It was impossible–
“Ahn~”
The options at this point were to wake you up or crash as he pumped the brakes in shock, causing another angry driver to tell Namjoon exactly how he felt with his horn. Namjoon couldn’t give a flying fuck, because his car was a million degrees, his best friend was moaning his name in their sleep and he had a raging hard on at this point.
“You better stop,” Namjoon muttered under his breath, trying his best not to palm at himself, anything to relieve the burning pit in his stomach. A few more curses from him and few more moans from you and few more horns from drivers and Namjoon pressed play on his radio and in came the blaring vocals of NCT.
You jumped at the sudden loud noise, and Namjoon had to hide the sigh of relief. He prayed you were either too out of it or too drunk to notice the way his pants tented. He also prayed you wouldn’t fall back asleep.
“God damn Joon, are you deaf? You need it this loud?” You rubbed at your ears and jut out your bottom lip like a pouty baby. Namjoon didn’t trust himself to speak at this point. The only words forming at the back of his throat were questions. So many questions.
Was it okay to hope that dream meant something?
Was it okay to do something about it?
Not tonight. You were too drunk for this, he wanted you awake and completely sober, but he knew, the countdown to the day he admitted his feelings for you was coming soon, and he could only pray for a happy resolution, and maybe a chance to get you to make that sound while you were awake.
Park Jimin
Jimin pokes your cheek for what must have been the umpteenth time, giggling at the way you automatically swatted his hand away. He took another photo of you as he squished your cheeks together with one hand. He would be sure to tease you with his new blackmail when you woke up. You’d be a bit mad, sure, but you were cute when you were angry and it’s your fault for falling asleep in the dance studio.
You two had honestly just been fooling around. You had decided to learn the choreography for Not Today directly from the horse’s mouth after not being able to self teach it. It had started out functional enough, but Jimin couldn’t help the way he would devolve with you into a silly giggling mess. Right before you’d passed out, the two of you had been ballroom dancing to your “wedding” song. You’d tried to act mad, but the way you’d eventually throw your head back and laugh with him made him melt into a puddle.
He hadn’t realized how late into the night it’d gotten and at your insistence, he went to secure a few sport drinks for his tired friend, who he had “failed” at teaching. It couldn’t have been more than ten minutes when he returned to you asleep and dead to the world. He knew he’d have to wake you eventually, no matter how much he wanted you to sleep, since this was very much a dance studio and not his dorm’s couch or bed, but for now he’d get his photoshoot over. It was a rare chance, with the way you avoided camera’s like the plague, no matter how many times he tried to catch you candidly or otherwise. His lock screen was him laughing as you attempted (keyword: attempted) to hide your face. He didn’t know why you did that. You were beautiful, or least staggeringly so to him.
After a few more solo shots, he moved himself to sit besides you, moving your head to fall on his shoulder. He held the camera above you two, throwing up a victory sign as he smiled. He brought the phone down to inspect the camera and couldn’t help the small blush at the idea that you two looked like a couple. He giggled in embarrassment to himself. Maybe a few more photos.
He held the phone up again, when a sigh that was his name escaped your pink lips, making him nearly drop his phone. He laughed again, thinking he just got caught taking photos of you, but when you didn’t join him or hit him playfully he realized you were still asleep and he smiled brightly. Were you really dreaming about him? Jimin felt the onslaught of butterflies in his stomach at the idea, feeling a bit special. He switched the camera over to video and pressed play.
“She’s dreaming about me~ Cute. Say my name again,” Jimin narrated into the camera, before moving it to just fit you in frame. He waited patiently a few more seconds, looking through his phone to you, when you finally made another noise.
‘“Feels good~ Jimin. Ah…”
Jimin laughed, obviously not connecting the dots, “Am I giving you a massage? She’s silly.” That was until your next moment separated a massage from at least a friendly massage.
Jimin’s eyes went wide when he saw you arch your back off the wall, your head nearly falling off his shoulder as you moaned, your brows scrunching up in pleasure. Jimin quickly hit the stop button on his phone and covered his mouth. He couldn’t believe it.
A few more whimpers came from you as you quieted down, a sleepy but satisfied look on your face. Jimin felt like he broke out in a cold sweat, as he slipped your head quickly off his shoulder and moved away from you. The singer stared at you for a good long second, as if still coming to terms with what just happened, and when he finally did, he had what felt like ice and fire run through his blood. Well, as his blood rushed to hibernate south.
Jimin smacked his cheeks and giggled incredulously, his cheeks a dangerous red. He was in a weird spot of feeling hopeful, giddy, and excited for the fact you looked so happy to dream of him and the lusty, turned on and excited for totally different reasons.
He stood up, uncomfortable with the way his pants stood at attention. You two should head home, but he should probably go take care of this first. He bit his bottom lip, sucking it in as he looked down at his phone. He had the moment recorded. He left the room, with the thought that he’d use it just this once, and then after that he’d make his own mental videos with you soon.
Kim Taehyung
At this point Taehyung had made it clear that cuddling didn’t require any kind of romantic relationship to happen. He did it with anyone he deemed worthy, whether that be a begrudging Jungkook, or you, though he could willingly admit he did prefer to do it with you. Whether that had to do with the fact you smelled like vanilla, or how he loved the way your soft hair would feel against his skin, or how his skin would feel against your skin, or how perfectly you felt in his embrace, or the way you never complained about being little spoon, or how you were just as needy as him, or the fact he was madly in love with you.
Woah, woah, hold on. He needed to focus on going to sleep right now.
Not that it wasn’t easy. Even with you between his arms, and his heart skipping every time you’d sigh in your slumber, blowing your warm breathe against his skin, he was usually comfortable enough to drift off. For some reason though, he couldn’t stop staring down at you. Only the top of your head and bangs and a bit of your nose were really view able from this position, but he still showered the view with the same amount of adoration he did everywhere else.
Maybe he was just feeling a bit stronger of his feelings. After spending the whole day with each other, hitting the arcade, watching a movie, pigging out on things he surely would get scolded for eating, playing with his puppy, he really didn’t want the day to end. He’d be going on tour next week, and that meant prep from tomorrow onward.
Taehyung was terrified at the idea that once he shut his eyes he’d wake up and you’d already be gone, slipping out of his hold like you so often did, seeing as you usually woke up first. You’d probably leave a note, saying you didn’t want to disturb his busy schedule and something about wishing him luck on his tour. You might even have tried to cook something, but he knows how bad you are at that.
The thought causes him to laugh, and causing you to stir as the vibrations from his deep chuckle apparently rock you. He stills, in fear that you will wake. He doesn’t know why the idea of that scares him, but it does.
“Tae~”
He hears your voice coo his name and he ignores the initial cute way you say it, going to apologize for waking you up, but after he had, he notices the lack of a response and pulls away from you enough to finally see your full expression: Sleeping beauty.
The singer’s face scrunches up in confusion when you say his name again, in the same voice and inflection. He laughs again, his square smile lighting up his features. He loves that nickname. Though many call him that, he especially loves it when you do. It seems so personal. He thanks Jimin every day for getting you on it.
He waits at this point for you to say it again, amused by the small show, and trying to keep himself from laughing again. He didn’t want to wake you and ruin it for himself. He hears a whimper and gets ready to hear his name again, laughter already bubbling in his gut.
“Tae~ there…”
Tae feels his breath hold, and it releases in a gasp when you follow up with a small moan. He feels an immediate hot ball form in the pit of his stomach and he subconsciously licks his lips.
“No way,” he can’t help himself from whispering as he feels your hands clutch harder at the back of his shirt and your face begin to scrunch up in what is apparently pleasure. He almost moans when he feels you pull yourself closer to him with another small whimper which he now understands the origin of. He should wake you up, he really, really should, but instead he feels your leg jut against his stiffening erection and he can’t handle it anymore.
He grabs your shoulder and shakes you awake, your name being whispered in the dark. You are a bit groggy and obviously a bit confused at the way he’s licking his lips and staring at you, which you make out against the full moon. Your even more surprised when you feel something poking your leg, and your brain wonders if you left a remote in the bed. Before you can investigate, Tae rolls over to straddle you, and you feel your face heat up to a million different temperatures. You open your mouth to question what was going on. Your heart beating and you try not to get your hopes up, but he speaks instead.
“Can I ask what you were dreaming about?”
Jeon Jungkook
“God dammit,” Jungkook watched his television as Hanzo’s Dragonstrike completely obliterated his already dying Widow. Another few curses rang through him when the match ended, much against his team’s favor. “No one goes to defense in Escort anymore! Do you see this?” Jungkook turned around to face you, ready for his best friend to share in his indigence, but instead all he got was you already comfortably resting under his blanket.
“Just make yourself at home,” Jungkook murmured sarcastically, throwing down his controller after exiting the game’s lobby. He got up to sit on the bed, bouncing heavily on his mattress, in an effort to wake you, but you remained asleep, that or you were pretending to be asleep.
The maknae slapped your arm, “Let’s play Mario.” Nothing. If Mario didn’t get you up, nothing would. Guess you were really asleep. Jungkook scooted back against the wall, where he could afford a view of your face. You were indeed asleep, wrapped up tightly in his blanket in the room you always complained was ‘too damn cold’. It wasn’t, you were just a big baby.
He did have to admit you did look cute all wrapped up like that, and after awkwardly glancing around, even though you two were the only ones in the room, Jungkook reached over to run a tentative hand through your locks. He always had like to touch your hair, it was just kind of hard to admit. You were the first person to tap your lap during movies at his dorm and have him give you full access to his locks. It was really embarrassing but he did it because he liked the happy look on your face he could see from the corner of his eyes when he let you.
Jungkook would like nothing else but to reciprocate the act of affection, but he thought maybe that was a bit too ‘coupley?’ Was that a word?
So in the dark of night, with the sound of Overwatch’s title screen playing as a soundtrack, he finally had the chance to touch the hair he loved so much.
He really wanted to just touch you all the time, but there was no way he could do that, not with the fact he’d sworn you off as just his best friend for the rest of his life. You were too precious to lose for something as ridiculous as his heart, because there was no way you could reciprocate any type of feeling for him. You were too funny, and easy going, and talented, and beautiful, and kind, and, ah, he really was whipped.
It certainly didn’t help either how jealous he could get. Whether that be one of his hyungs touching you, or a random guy on the street giving you the up-down, he couldn’t handle it. He’d like nothing more than just put an arm around your shoulder and glare the stranger down, or not have to share you with his hyungs and keep you in his room, where you two would do all sorts of things and then you’d hold his hand and say something like–
“I love you.”
Yeah, something like that.
Wait, what?!
Jungkook whipped his head over to you, not realizing his day dream had led his eyes to glaze over, like a schoolgirl. Did you just say I love you? Were you sleep talking? Who was in your dream? Were you possibly, talking to him? No, Jungkook don’t get ahead of yourself. He couldn’t help the sick clawing in his stomach though at the thought that one of his hyungs was currently in your mind’s eye. Feeling a bit pouty, Jungkook closed in on the hand resting over the blanket and timidly put his fingers through yours. It did make him feel better, though a bit lame.
“Kookie.”
Before he could even register it in his head, it’s like his body automatically made the connection, his lips spreading wide in a bunny smile, before his brain told him that she was dreaming about him right?
Even if that I love you, was probably the most platonic I love you in the world, at least it wasn’t in reference for you. Jungkook sighed. He kept friendzoning himself, without any input from you. That’s how hopeless this whole thing seemed. But it had to be right? Platonic? You told him all the time jokingly how you loved him. That’s all he could take from you.
Then he felt your fingers wrap harshly around his own.
“Fuck~ Hah”
Jungkook actually yelped, and tried to tug his fingers quickly away, but as you canted your hips forward slightly, looking for friction in your dream world, the poor boy couldn’t escape. He would have run out of the room, but between the way your fingers held on to his, and your mouth fell open in soft moans and whimpers the boy was rendered speechless. He couldn’t get up and run, but something else was definitely coming up.
Jungkook was mortified as he looked down to his sweatpants the outline of his cock prevalent against his boxers. This was so pathetic. Holding hands with his one sided love, getting hard over the wet dream with… him…
“Oh my god!” Jungkook shouting, all the implications hitting him at once. The ‘I Love you,’ his name, the moans. Holy shit. Oh my god, oh my god, OH MY GOD.
His loud yell was enough to wake you up from your dreams rather unpleasantly and he slipped quickly from your grip and booked it from the room, leaving you confused and rather confused on why you felt so horny.
— BTS Reactions – They get hard in bed next to you…
BTS Reactions – They get hard in bed next to you
Your boyfriend shifts around a little, unable to sleep. It’s 3am and he’s exhausted, but he just can’t seem to get comfortable. He rolls over and pulls you against him for cuddles, and you stir only a little, murmuring goodnight as you shift further into his arms. Unluckily for him, that means your ass is pressed right u against his hardening length. He tries not to think about it but he tenses up beside you, suddenly feeling his boxers tighten more and more as his mind wander even further.
Jin
Jin’s eyes widen and he tries to pull back, but finds himself unable to, since his left arm is trapped underneath your body. He feels not just his cheeks, but his whole body flush red with chagrin, becoming desperate as you shift a little, rubbing right up against his ridiculously hard crotch,
“I-I…Umm… J-Jagiya could yo-you just… You’re kind of… On my…” Jin stutters, unable to get out a full sentence. You giggle at his embarrassment and move off him slightly, not missing the sigh of relief in your ear, “Thank you,” He murmurs, smiling shyly.
Yoongi
Yoongi practically growls in your ear and tugs at it gently with his teeth, a clear indication of his desires at that moment. You hum in reply, waking up more as his hands wander up your body, pinching your nipples as you begin to moan,
“You drive me insane, you know that?” Yoongi tells you, his voice deep with lust, “I can’t sleep, so I think we should have some fun instead. What do you think?” He asks, although his underlying tone of dominance lets you know just how desperate he’ll get if you keep him waiting.
Hoseok
Hoseok smiles to try and avoid his embarrassment. He doesn’t really know what to do, so he just leans forward to press his lips to the skin of your bare shoulder, and you feel his wide smile against you,
“You’re really beautiful, did you know that?” Hoseok asks, trying to distract himself for the growing problem in his boxers, “Such an amazingly stunning young woman. So perfect. So gorgeous,” Hoseok tells you, punctuating each of his words with a kiss as his mind slowly moves away from the feeling of your ass on his crotch.
Namjoon
Namjoon groans at the contact, pushing his hips into yours. He lowers his hands to your waist to tug your further against him, listening to the whines falling from your lips,
“Baby girl, I’m not tired,” Namjoon whispers in your ear, rolling his crotch into your ass, his fingers digging into your hips. All of a sudden, he flips you so that you’re on top of him, and you’re kissing passionately. His hands snake down to grab your ass as he moans into your mouth, “So hot. Take your pyjamas off for me?” Namjoon half-orders and half-asks as he kisses down your neck.
Jimin
Jimin’s head falls back as he stifles a groan, not wanting to create a scene and alert you to his growing issue. He knows that the both of you had been through a long and tiring day, so the last thing he wanted was to disrupt your sleep. As fun as sex is, you usually end up grumpy if you don’t get enough sleep. Instead, Jimin just settles for tracing his fingers up your sides gently, drawing shapes to try and distract his wandering mind and lull himself to sleep. It doesn’t work completely, and he’ll wake up the next morning even harder, but for now, he’ll sleep well.
Taehyung
Taehyung smirks as you wiggle against him, trying to get comfortable. He usually wouldn’t try to instigate something sexual so late, but he just couldn’t help it right now. His hands wander down your sides and to your hips, gripping them tightly as he pulls you against him,
“Princess, I’m wide awake. Can we have some fun?” Taehyung asks, his voice rough and deep from lust. You hum in response and push up against him, loving the sounds that fall from his lips as you get him more and more worked up.
Jungkook
Jungkook holds his breath, trying so hard not to move as you burrow yourself into his arms. He hates when this happens, because he always feels so guilty. You’re trying to innocently cuddle your boyfriend, but he can’t even control his dick,
“Hey, jagi reckon you could shove up a little? I don’t have much space,” Jungkook lies through his teeth, trying to relieve some of the pressure you’re giving him right on his crotch. He sighs as you shift away a little, now just trying to focus on not letting you feel it.
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Touching themselves (thinking…
Request; Can you do a reaction when they touch themselves next to you thinking you were asleep, please? (The opposite of the reaction you did a while back)
A/N; Hope you like it!
^^ It feels weird to be posting again and this is probably terrible but enjoy!
Warnings; Smut and the mention of the word daddy like one time.
Kim Namjoon
Namjoon would try to keep as quiet as he could, thinking you were asleep in bed beside him. However, the odd grunt of your name would still fall from his lips as he stroked himself, hand wrapped firmly around his length, already leaking precum as he sought his release.
He’d slow his movements when he noticed you were awake but wouldn’t fully stop, giving you a knowing smirk.
“Why don’t you come help daddy with his problem?”
Kim Seokjin
Jin’s hand would be beneath the fabric of his boxers, stroking himself slowly as his eyes flickered over to you every so often, making sure that you were asleep. As he felt his release get closer he forgot all about you being beside him, eyes shut and head tilted back as he let out hushed moans of your name.
When Jin felt a hand wrap around him that wasn’t his own, his eyes would shoot open comically wide for a moment before they became hooded with lust once again.
“O-oh yes, faster, please”
Min Yoongi
Yoongi would be smug about it, already knowing that you were awake and just pretending to be asleep. Pushing his sweats down he’d wrap his hand around his semi-hard dick, stroking himself languidly, his eyes never leaving you.
He’d stroke himself until he was fully hard, moaning your name repeatedly in a small whisper just to tease you.
“Y/N, I know you’re awake” “Instead of pretending to be asleep, you could help me instead”
Jung Hoseok
Hoseok would be too lost in the feeling of his hand as he coaxed himself closer and closer to his release. His head thrown back into the pillows, as his hips bucked up from the bed, thrusting into his own hand, moaning your name softly.
When he realised he was being a little too loud he’d bite down on his lower lip in an attempt to stop himself from moaning. When he turned his head to the side to find that you were infact awake, he’d beg for you to help him.
“Y-Y/N, please baby girl, I need you to help me”
Park Jimin
Jimin would try his hardest to contain the small moans threatening to spill from his lips, not wanting to wake you up as you slept beside him. His hand would be slipped beneath the fabric of his briefs, hand wrapped firmly around his length as he stroked himself.
When he noticed you were awake he wouldn’t pull his hand away, instead, he would become needy, begging for you to touch him.
“Y/N, I need you so badly”
“P-please just touch me, want you so bad”
Kim Taehyung
Taehyung wouldn’t even try to keep quiet, wanting you to know exactly what he was doing in bed beside you. His grey sweats would be pulled down slightly just enough so his length was free and he could comfortably wrap his hand around himself, panting heavily with small grunts of your name leaving his lips.
He’d only smirk when he noticed you were awake, enjoying the idea of you watching him as he began to thrust up into his own hand.
“F-fuck fuck!”
“Feels so good, wanna fuck you so bad Y/N”
Jeon Jungkook
Jungkook’s would try to resist touching himself at first, not wanting to disturb you, but when the uncomfortable tightness in his briefs wouldn’t go away he would give in to his urges. His hand would slip beneath the fabric of his underwear, wrapping around his hard length.
His eyes would become lidded, lips parted and head thrown back in pleasure as he stroked himself.
“O-oh fuck, Y/N” he’d grunt, noticing you were actually awake.
“Do you wanna help me, babe?”
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