Half up the Pole ( M )

Title : Half up the Pole Pairing : Stripper!Im Jaebeom x Fem!Reader Genre : SMUT (Oral, dirty talk, Pole dancing etc etc you know what I’m saying) Words : 5740  Beta : @listlessmaenads​ Thank you for your neat work, Kat!!  Summary :  Being tipsy is okay until you find yourself in a strip club with a professional pole dancer who happens to be a member of the ‘happy ending’ practice. AN : I don’t know why but there is more smut than stripper stuff I’m not even ashamed less’ gET IT 

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Half up the Pole

Saturdays never end well, especially when your friends keep on ordering bottles after bottles of whatever contains alcohol.

You’re by now a heavy drinker, your liver trained by the numerous nights out and strong enough to hold any type of mixture. You barely go to the point of throwing up because you always stop before it’s too late.

You know yourself enough to stop right before making crappy decisions.

Tonight is different though, the mere point of the party being to forget about your boyfriend breaking up with you. The party started well and the shots accumulated on the empty table. Your friends cheer you up as best they can – and by that it means paying for the alcohol and always ordering more – and you’re thankful for this.

At some point, everyone is wilding somewhere in the nightclub. Some of them are hooking up with strangers, others are improvising dance battles with too much spilling and stumbling.

Erotica - Part 1 - (M)

Pairing: Im Jaebum x Reader Genre: SMUT Summary: You’re a rookie porn actress on the rise and everything goes well until you get offered a role in a big-budget porn movie, starring the most famous actor in the porn industry. Words: 4549 Warning: Read at your own risk

- Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Epilogue -

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PART 1

“Deeper”

Moans.

“Open your mouth”

More moans.

“Give it to me.” You breath, mouth opened.

It’s your best sexual face.

Your body finishes covered in semen, as always.

“Cut!” The voice makes you jump while you try to sit, your legs a tad sore and body stained. You colleague gets up and extends a hand, smiling. He seems pleased with himself.

“You okay?” He laughs and grabs a towel to wipe his sweaty chest, not the least annoyed by the situation.

It’s not like you just had sex in front of a camera.

“Yes, I’ll go wash up.” You stretch and nod from afar at the director, deciding the staff doesn’t need to see you dripping in someone else’s cum.

Fragrances - Final -

Title : Fragrances

Genre : Fluff, Angst, Romance

Pairing : Jaebum x Reader

Summary : You are a perfume composer, he is a lyricist, and while you’re left with too many possibilities, he is out of inspiration. Your only bond is an unknown fragrance. Second part of the Fragrances series.

Warning : Mentions of suicide. Don’t read if you’re uncomfortable with the subject please <3

- Teaser - Wisteria - Metallic - Sillage - Accord - Finale - 

Finale

“Weren’t you supposed to come back in two days?” Jaebum’s mother look surprised as she sees him enter their house’s huge living-room. “Youngjae had schedules so we came back earlier than expected.” He bents down to kiss his mother’s cheek.

She simply laughs, getting up, “Did you eat? I believe the cook is still around.” She puts her book on the table and walks toward the kitchen, her steps light and face full of joy.

“Nah, I’ll be heading out soon. I have a lot to do.” Jaebum answers, entering the big kitchen.

“You came back already.” They both stop at the sudden deep voice, turning around to meet Jaebum’s father.

His hands are full of folders. “What are you doing?” the woman asks, shocked to see him home.

“I had to get some papers.” He lifts his arms and nods towards Jaebum, “What are you doing here?”

Fragrance IX : Wisteria

Title : Fragrances

Genre : Fluff, Angst, Romance

Pairing : Jaebum x Reader

Summary : You are a perfume composer, he is a lyricist, and while you’re left with too many possibilities, he is out of inspiration. Your only bond is an unknown fragrance. Second part of the Fragrances series.

- Teaser - Wisteria - Metallic - Sillage - Accord - Final -

Fragrance IX : Wisteria 

The Wisteria flower’s message is let good luck make your adventures go a little smoother. Celebrate the new beginnings in life instead of focusing on the endings. Gardeners love its delicate perfume in the spring, but the rest of year, this vigorous vine seems to have a mind of its own. Wisteria loves to climb and wander. 

“Y/N, Come here for a minute.” The voice makes you stop munching on your food to turn around, you dress floating around you in a delicate manner. You walk toward the voice, mouth full and jaw busy, nodding at your boss.

She is still as glamorous as ever with her tight tube dress, accentuating her curves and giving her a silhouette you had seen too many times already. “Meet Y/N, our new perfumer. She is the one who created Universal. We were able to get an exclusive contract and she is now officially our genius creator. Y/N, these men would like to write an article on your career and personal story.” Her voice is a tone lower than usual, which you take it as a way to seduce you into agreeing.

She knows you too much to actually think you could agree to do that.

“There isn’t much to say about me.” You play the innocent card, hoping this would let you slip out of an awkward moment.

“Don’t believe her, she is amazing. ” A hand goes to your shoulder and your shoulders go down in embarrassment.

The lady agrees, the hint of a smile blooming on her magenta lips. “You already know Jackson Wang, fashion designer and owner of Ateliers Wang.” The men nod, hoping to get another juicy interview with another famous person.

“Nice to meet you, can I borrow this lady for a second?” In spite of his subtle way to take you out of this, they make agree before fleeing, before swiftly pinching Jackson’s arm who giggles at your irritated state.

Lost Fragrances - Teaser -

Credit to the owners for the pictures 

- Teaser - Wisteria - Metallic - Sillage - Accord - Final - 

Lost Fragrances

“Y/N, Come here for a minute.” The voice makes you stop munching on your food to turn around, you dress floating around you in a delicate manner. You walk toward the voice, mouth full and jaw busy, nodding at your boss.

She is still as glamorous as ever with her tight tube dress, accentuating her curves and giving her a silhouette you had seen too many times already. “Meet Y/N, our new perfumer. She is the one who created Universal. We were able to get an exclusive contract and she is now officially our genius creator. Y/N, these men would like to write an article on your career and personal story.” Her voice is a tone lower than usual, which you take it as a way to seduce you into agreeing.

She knows you too much to actually think you could agree to do that.

“There isn’t much to say about me.” You play the innocent card, hoping this would let you slip out of an awkward moment.

“Don’t believe her, she is amazing. ” A hand goes to your shoulder and your shoulders go down in embarrassment.

Fragrance VIII : Ambergris (End)

 Title : Fragrances

Genre : Fluff, Angst, Romance

Pairing : Jaebum x Reader

Summary : You are a perfume composer, he is a lyricist, and while you’re left with too many possibilities, he is out of inspiration. Your only bond is an unknown fragrance.

- Teaser - Vetiver - Chypre - Fougère - Leather - Oud - Neroli - Gourmand - Ambergris -

Fragrance VIII : Ambergris

Ambergris is one of the most valuable raw materials in perfumery, with a smell that’s described as “ocean-y and sweet.” The interesting part is how it’s produced—it’s basically sperm whale excrement that floats in the water, gets oxidized by the sun, and turns into a substance that’s washed ashore.

Jaebum never talked more in his entire life. You listen to him as he talks about everything, from his childhood to the first time he landed a foot in a music studio. You get to know about his family, his relationship with his parents, how he grew up with his best friend Jinyoung. It’s not a sad story, and if it wasn’t for him sniffing from time to time, or stopping to think about the right words, it sounds like some average tale about a rich kid growing up among people he doesn’t belong to.

Jaebum reveals all the details, from when he tried to physically hurt himself for the first time to when he escaped home to live on his own.

You understand how powerful his family is and most importantly, from where he got his taciturn side from. Jaebum doesn’t care anymore, he is opening the Pandora box, revealing everything he thought he should be shameful of.

You don’t talk, you don’t let him think you’re annoyed by the situation, you don’t want him to think that you’re just doing this out of pity. Jaebum stops from time to time to look at you and makes sure you’re still with him, attentive and caring. It’s exactly the way you act. He sees it.

Fragrance VII : Gourmand

Title : Fragrances

Genre : Fluff, Angst, Romance

Pairing : Jaebum x Reader

Summary : You are a perfume composer, he is a lyricist, and while you’re left with too many possibilities, he is out of inspiration. Your only bond is an unknown fragrance.

- Teaser - Vetiver - Chypre - Fougère - Leather - Oud - Neroli - Gourmand - Ambergris -

Fragrance VII : Gourmand

If you like smelling like your favourite dessert, a gourmand fragrance is for you. Edible notes like honey, chocolate, vanilla, or various candies make up these sweet-smelling scents and are often blended with base notes such as patchouli and musk.

“You are wasted.” Jaebum doesn’t know how to react. You being drunk is a thing, you singing and deciding you need to eat at 3 is something else.

You open the fridge, hands fumbling between bottles and vegetables. “I’m so hungry...” You mumble, not finding anything worth eating so late.

“Maybe you should rest for today, it was a long day and-“

“No!” You cut him, finger pointing weirdly toward a very disconcerted Jaebum. “I need food.” You add, lips pursed and eyes half closed.

“I’ll buy something for you tomorrow, just go and sleep.” Jaebum is trying really hard to make you go at some point, because he knows leaving you alone would end up in a disaster. You don’t seem to be the smart kind of drunk.

You give up. Maybe he is right, maybe eating right now is not a good idea. Dancing is way better. Yes. “Then, let’s dance!” You slam the fridge door and wobble toward the living-room again, followed by a sighing Jaebum.

“Let’s not dance, Y/N.” He can’t find it in himself to be annoyed by your behaviour. The main reason is because you’re kind of funny, but also because he doesn’t want to dance at.all.

Fragrance VI : Neroli

Title : Fragrances

Genre : Fluff, Angst, Romance

Pairing : Jaebum x Reader

Summary : You are a perfume composer, he is a lyricist, and while you’re left with too many possibilities, he is out of inspiration. Your only bond is an unknown fragrance.

- Teaser - Vetiver - Chypre - Fougère - Leather - Oud - Neroli - Gourmand - Ambergris -

Fragrance VI : Neroli

There is, in fact, a range of different ingredients derived from the humble orange - fruit, flowers, leaf and all - including bergamot, petitgrain and neroli. Of these, neroli is perhaps the finest and is steam-distilled from the blossom of the bitter orange (or chinotto). The fragrance itself is sweet, honeyed with a slight metallic tang and blends well with any other citrus oil, making it a natural in unisex colognes.

“Higher.” Singers can do amazing things with their voice, which is why they can attract so many people and get so many fans. Youngjae is no exception to that, his voice is entrancing and paradise-like, lulling.

Jaebum is quite satisfied with it, though.

“Why do you keep on doing it this way?” He gets frustrated because nothing is good enough for him, for his will to maybe do something great.

Youngjae looks up to him “You don’t like it?” he takes a gulp from his cold drink, coughing.

“I don’t think we should go to this direction. It’s too light.” Jaebum needs to feel the sorrow. He needs it because it’s what the song is about.

“So I keep the beginning toned down and the end…?” Youngjae trusts him fully with his career. Jaebum is a genius composer and lyricist, he can do anything he wants.

“Ah the end, you go up, like-” He stops to sing the note in a high pitch. “Like you found home.”

Fragrance V : Oud

Title : Fragrances

Genre : Fluff, Angst, Romance

Pairing : Jaebum x Reader

Beta : The amazing and lovely @pizzawasabi 💓💓

Summary : You are a perfume composer, he is a lyricist, and while you’re left with too many possibilities, he is out of inspiration. Your only bond is an unknown fragrance.

- Teaser - Vetiver - Chypre - Fougère - Leather - Oud - Neroli - Gourmand - Ambergris -

Fragrance V : Oud

Also called Agarwood, oud is made with the resin of the Aquilaria tree and has a woody, earthy, shadowy quality. Usually scents that feature oud use a synthetic version—real oud is expensive and difficult to harvest.

You stay put and you have no idea what to do. Jaebum doesn’t look at you, and you can only see his hair, dripping wet and shaking along with his body. He shivers and sniffs loudly, his hand rubbing his face hesitantly. There is not much you can say before you throat gets dry at his pitiful body. You don’t have to wait for long because he stands up and you finally get a glimpse of his face, extremely pale and worn out by an obvious lack of rest. His bag is on the floor, forgotten and as wet as he is.

But the shock you feel when you see him gets totally erased by his eyes. He looks at you with such intensity that it freezes time and stops the rain, blocks your anxiety and releases a shaky breath from your parted lips. You’re both over the edge, you waiting for him to react and him waiting for you to throw him away. He notices your tired eyes and it adds to his sorrow. He doesn’t want to be a nuisance to others on top of being useless.

Fragrance III : Fougère

Title : Fragrances

Genre : Fluff, Angst, Romance

Pairing : Jaebum x Reader

Summary : You are a perfume composer, he is a lyricist, and while you’re left with too many possibilities, he is out of inspiration. Your only bond is an unknown fragrance.

- Teaser - Vetiver - Chypre - Fougère - Leather - Oud - Neroli - Gourmand - Ambergris -

Fragrance III : Fougère

Another French word, this one means “fern”. It features oak moss, coumarin, and lavender notes, and is based on an herbaceous accord.

You stop your movements and stare at your assistant who is still frozen. Jaebum stops rubbing his hair to look at him with the same bewildered eyes.

“Do I know you?” Jaebum seems puzzled, but mostly annoyed to be pointed at by a guy he barely knows.

“No, but I know you!” Bambam cannot believe it. He looks at you and smirks. “I didn’t know- I mean- You’re dating Defsoul!” he claps his hands and covers his mouth, feeling like a privileged man.

“We’re not dating. He is...he is...” A cousin? A friend? A guy you don’t know? Someone who wanted to jump off a roof but you took him in because you can’t have enough of his smell?

Fragrance II : Chypre

Title : Fragrances

Genre : Fluff, Angst, Romance

Pairing : Jaebum x Reader

Summary : You are a perfume composer, he is a lyricist, and while you’re left with too many possibilities, he is out of inspiration. Your only bond is an unknown fragrance.

- Teaser - Vetiver - Chypre - Fougère - Leather - Oud - Neroli - Gourmand - Ambergris -

Fragrance II : Chypre

 Chypre is the French word for the island of Cyprus and is pronounced “sheepra.” It refers to earthy, woodsy, and mossy base notes with top notes of citrus.

Your second day is as horrible as the first one. Bambam is all over the place, mixing essences and sniffing everything he can. You’re glad though, it makes him go silent whenever he concentrates on something, and you’ve got time for yourself. You have nothing though, excepted worries and a tiny tingle in your nose.

Jaebum’s scent is printed in your brain.

You try creating something similar, but it’s everything and nothing at the same time and no matter the amount or variety of scent you use, you can’t make it.

His scent is mystery.

Fragrance I : Vetiver

Title : Fragrances

Genre : Fluff, Angst, Romance

Pairing : Jaebum x Reader

Summary : You are a perfume composer, he is a lyricist, and while you’re left with too many possibilities, he is out of inspiration. Your only bond is an unknown fragrance.

- Teaser - Vetiver - Chypre - Fougère - Leather - Oud - Neroli - Gourmand - Ambergris -

Fragrance I: Vetiver

Vetiver is an essential oil that is steam-distilled from the roots of a tall Indian grass. It is an important ingredient in around a fifth of all male fragrances.

The first time you meet Jaebum, you are not ready for what’s coming along with his raw appearance. You are rushing to go back home because you’re exhausted and in need of a bed, yet you cannot help but slow down once you walk past his meditative state, and you feel it. It takes less than a second for it to hit you like a hammer.

You think for a minute, contemplative and in awe. Nothing about his physical appearance strikes you at first, since your nose does all the job. It’s overwhelming, and so very rare it can’t be ignored. You come across this type of people once in your life, because the feeling is too much to handle. It brings back memories from times you thought were forgotten, makes you want to scream and laugh. He is leaning on the long bridge’s safety barrier and he doesn’t see the way you’re frozen behind him, blinking. You have never met him but it feels like you’ve known him forever.

The Matchmaker (8/9)

Theme : Monochrome paintings are made of a variety of nuances and textures coming from one colour but expressing many emotions.  Credit to the owners for the pictures.

Title : The Matchmaker

Pairing : Jaebum x Reader x Jinyoung

Genre : Fluff, Romance, Angst

Author : Me

Summary : You love Jaebum, with all your heart. There is no way he would love you back though, considering you’re too scared to even say hello to him. One day, your friend tells you about the Matchmaker, a man who can help you get the love of your life and you decide you need this person in your life. This is the only way to make Jaebum and you a whole.

- Teaser - /  Part I / Part II / Part III /  Part IV / Part V / Part VI / Part VII / 

Part VIII

You spoke with a way too evident stammer “Y-y-yes. I saw him.” There was nothing else you could say, and on top of that, Jaebum almost looked pissed by the situation. You leaned a bit and looked around, trying to avoid any uncomfortable conversation and you were glad when the waitress came back with two huge menus and a sweet smile.

“What would you like to try?” You added, and Jaebum looked concentrated. His usual quiet side made him look even more pissed but he suddenly looked up at you with a smile and you felt calm again.

“Pad Thai, extra spicy. How about you? Shall we get wine?” Jaebum answered, finger grazing over the long menu.

“Fried shrimp rice. Sure, you can pick, I’m not a wine amateur.” You explained. Jaebum nodded from behind the menu and you decided to wait. Your finger started to tap softly on the table, following the soft music and you looked around the restaurant once more. It was sure a nice place. Lots of furniture were on the walls, including paintings and even a wall transformed into a huge blackboard, with little drawings made with multi-coloured chalks.

Yet something felt off. This uncomfortable feeling wouldn’t leave your chest, not even when you took a deep sigh to chase it away. Your eyes fell on Jinyoung, just to see what he was doing and you found him looking at you. It was confusing, even more considering he was wearing the same deep gaze, the one he had given you back in your house. There was something different, and you couldn’t tell if it was because he was analysing you, or if it was because he was mad at you for being here.

The Matchmaker (3/??)

Theme : Sentimental Art student 

Credit to the owners for all the pictures!

Title : The Matchmaker

Pairing : Jaebum x Reader x Jinyoung

Genre : Fluff, Romance, Angst

Author : Me

Summary : You love Jaebum, with all your heart. There is no way he would love you back though, considering you’re too scared to even say hello to him. One day, your friend tells you about the Matchmaker, a man who can help you get the love of your life and you decide you need this person in your life. This is the only way to make Jaebum and you a whole.

/ Teaser / Part I / Part II / 

Part III

Expressionism. Modernist Movement. Edvard Munch. Distorted reality.

These were the only words you could remember from your Art Analysis class. Ever since you woke up, you could only picture the beautiful sticky note, which you had preciously kept in fear it might be a dream.

Mark wasn’t able to tell you what exactly happened, since he had been quite busy, that night. Your damn coach had disappeared from the face of the earth, leaving you hanging with a thousand questions and no answers. You had tried your best to avoid Jackson and Jaebum, because judging from the smell on your clothes that morning, you assumed weird stuff had happened. You could put together some pieces, like Jackson’s deep voice near your face, you falling on the ground and loud music with laughter. Other than that, there was nothing else you could remember and if it weren’t for Jaebum’s note, you would have freaked out.

But you knew. Jaebum had taken you home, tucked your smelly body under the covers, written a note for you to know what happened, and left without doing anything weird.

He was too perfect for this harsh world.

The Matchmaker (2/??)

Theme : Coveted Im Jaebum x Dreamy Art Student

Credit to the owners for all the pictures!

Title : The Matchmaker

Pairing : Jaebum x Reader x Jinyoung

Genre : Fluff, Romance, Angst

Author : Me

Summary : You love Jaebum, with all your heart. There is no way he would love you back though, considering you’re too scared to even say hello to him. One day, your friend tells you about the Matchmaker, a man who can help you get the love of your life and you decide you need this person in your life. This is the only way to make Jaebum and you a whole.

/ Teaser / Part I / 

Part II

The lines were thin. You liked thin lines. The different shades of blue were forming long strokes on the tall canvas, and you knew, you knew what it meant.

Peace.

Small golden dots were staining the masterpiece, like a necklace on a naked woman. It was beautiful.

“I told him not to pick this one, but he did anyway.” A small voice pulled a smile on your face, but your head shook.

“I like it. You don’t?” You tried, fingers brushing against embossed designs.

“Abstract art, honey. I hate abstract art.”

You laughed, turning to face the person talking. “But it’s suggestive. It holds way too many messages to be ignored.”

“Nothing beats figurative art. I thought I taught you well.”

“I love your paintings too, mum.” You said, walking to the next painting and observing it.