#bambam smut

Member: Bambam (Got7)
Genre: Smut
Word count: 855

A sigh escapes my lips as I stare at the unfamiliar figure looking back at me in the mirror. My hands trace the fat on my stomach and thighs and I begin to wonder how all of this started. Why am I so hateful towards the body I’m stuck with. Tears fall from my eyes as I pick up my clothes next to me to cover up.

Before I could even put my shirt back over my head, hands are placed on my hips causing me to drop the shirt and quickly wipe my eyes. “Babe, stop judging yourself so hard” Bambam says, his hands moving up and down my hips, his bare chest pressing against my cold, exposed back.

“Why are you even still with me?” I say, causing Bambam to stop moving his hands smoothly against my hips, using them to turn my whole body around to face him.

“Why wouldn’t I want to be with you?” He says, my eyes looking away from his sad face that sends guilt to me.

“Because I’m gross, I mean look at me!” I yell slightly louder than I had intended to.

“I am looking at you, I don’t see where you’re getting gross from because all I see right now is beauty” He simply replies causing small tears to escape my eyes once again, Bambams left thumb coming to my face to wipe them away.

Bambam slowly leans in, pressing his soft lips against mine, passionately kissing me as salty tears still continue to flow down my face.

Bambam tilts his face to the side, sliding his own tongue into my mouth as we continue to kiss.

We pull away as Bambam all of a sudden picks me up and carries me away from the bathroom and into our bedroom. Placing me on the bed, we continue our make out session.

“I love you so much okay? Nothing will ever change that” He says after pulling away to have a moment to breathe. “Do you want to continue or do you want to stop here?” Bambam asks for consent, me instantly nodding yes to his question.

He quickly attaches his lips back onto mine as I lay back onto the bed, sliding Bambams pants off in the process.

His hands reach out for my breasts, softly squeezing causing me to gasp a little in between the kiss.

Becoming more adventurous, I drop my hands down to the obvious bulge and begin palming him through his tight boxer shorts causing him to interrupt the kiss by moaning.

Bambam playing the same game, moves his hand down to my clothed clit and begins rubbing causing me to break out into moans just as loud as he was.

Getting needy, Bambam pulls down my underwear and almost immediately brings his face to my clit.

My hands leave his underwear and instantly gets tangled up in his hair as my back arches in the pleasure I’m receiving.

The grip on his hair becomes tighter as Bambam adds a long finger inside of me, slowly pumping in and out along side his soft kitten like licks.

“Do you like that?” He seductively asks, me moaning in response as my mouth can’t string out any words.

As the speed of his tongue and finger increase, the knot in my lower abdomen begins to get tighter, my back arching once again as I come on his mouth and down his chin.

Pulling away from me, Bambam pulls down his underwear and pumps himself a couple times.

“Condom?” he asks once I recover from my dazed state. Flipping over to the bedside drawer, I open it to reveal a big mess but I still manage to find a condom.

I pass it to him causing him to rip it open straight away and slide it onto his shaft.

“Are you ready?” He asks me, nodding in response once again as I anticipate what’s about to come.

He leans his body down on mine, his face falling to my neck as he enters me painfully slow.

He moans into my neck as he finally goes all the way, slowly thrusting into me.

“Bam, please go faster” I plead, his face coming up from my neck as he begins to speed up his thrusts.

The room is filled with our moans and occasional soft grunts of pleasure.

Bambam reaches down and begins rubbing my sensitive clit causing me to cry out in moans even louder than before, my second orgasm of the night approaching behind me.

“Babe look at me, I want to see your pretty face when you cum for me on my cock” Bambam says.

Following orders, my face looks up towards Bambam who’s mouth is currently in the shape of an o.

Out of nowhere, I release onto Bambam alongside a loud cry out in pleasure.

“Oh god yes baby” Bambam says, coming into the condom as we both ride out our highs.

Pulling out, Bambam falls next to me and pulls the blanket over us.

“I love you, so don’t change a thing” he says as I drift into a sleep.

backfire ; bambam

warnings proposal, mentions of marriage, engagement, and just bambam being a clown

genre fluff, comedy

word count0.7k

inspiration a tiktok but they had bought their gf animal crossing

synopsis in which bambam decides to document his purchase of your engagement ring

“Is this thing on?” Bambam asked as he fixed his phone to stay on the counter of his bathroom. Knowing that the camera was rolling he took a couple steps backwards.

“Hello ___— actually I don’t know if I’m going to show this to you yet. I mean, I should but— you know what, let me shut up.” He laughed his awkwardness off and proceeded to reach beyond the view of his phone to reveal a drawstring bag.

He shook the bag gently in front of the camera. It had the name of the ring place you two had stopped by a couple of weeks ago. Inside was a ring you were basing your whole life around but still said you didn’t want it just yet. Bambam knew you were lying. You were practically drooling over the ring.

So, he bought it.

And now he was preparing a way to present to you. Preparing a way to propose.

“Alright,” he inhaled deeply before pulling the strings back and pulling out the velvet box. “Whew.” Bambam bounced in his spot.

“Honestly, I can’t believe I’m doing this.” Bambam stopped bouncing, now coming to terms with reality. He was about to propose to you. Not hand you a ring pop or a promise ring but propose.

And then the next step were marriage rings.

It was scary, but he was easily more excited than scared. “___, we’re going to be engaged, can you believe it?” Bambam asked the camera as if you were there to answer.

He opened the box to admire the ring. “Yea, me neither…” Bambam smiled as he pictured your reaction. He could already see it clearly. He was going to propose, you were going to be shocked and say the ring was too expensive and that he should take it back, with some reassurance you’d say yes and then you two would be engaged.

“Now, what I’m documenting this for. How the hell am I going to give this to you?” Bambam closed the velvet box before running a hand throughout his hair.

“Maybe I should do it the traditional way, you know?” He said, getting on one knee and opening the box for the video.

“Nah,” he shook his head and got back to his feet. Pondering a cooler way to give it to you.

Bambam burst out laughing at the idea that popped up in his head. “Yo, what if I just threw it at you and ran away?”

“That’s mean. I could just hand it to you smoothly— like— hold on—” Bambam positioned himself into a “cool” stance and turned away from the camera momentarily.

He turned back to the camera. “Wanna get married?” He said in a nonchalant tone. He was about to crack up at his cringe worthy antics before the door to the bathroom had opened.

“Hey, Bam, we ran out of—” You entered the bathroom to see your boyfriend stock still with a ring box in his hand. Your eyes widened and you gripped the door, an anxious feeling now bubbling in your stomach.

“Baby,” Bambam drawled, rushing to stop his phone recording and dropping the box in the process.

“Shit!” He picked up the box, looking up at you. Coincidentally, on one knee. Bambam realized when you gasped and he had to gasp as well.

“Damn it,” Bambam whined, being forced to propose to you the traditional way. “I wanted to do something cooler, but, ___,”

You breathed out a laugh. “Like what? Throw it at me?” You took a few steps closer.

“Exactly!” He exclaimed, opening the ring box to reveal the beautiful ring you had grown to love.

Your jaw dropped in disbelief. “You didn’t,”

“But I did,” Bambam wiggled his eyebrows.

You laughed. Hands flying to cover your face as your heart began to flutter. “Bambam, what the hell?” You kept laughing to hide the fact you were getting emotional.

“I’m not taking the ring back, alright?”

“But I can't—” You tried to argue like he knew you would.

“Nope, none of that. Now listen, I know proposing to you in our bathroom isn’t really ideal,” he said while taking a quick glance around the bathroom.

“Like at all. But I just want you to know I love you and that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So, ___, will you marry me?”

Before any tears could fall you rushed to answer. “Of course I will!”

“Amazing, my knee was starting to hurt,” Bambam groaned as he stood from his kneel. You swatted his chest and he took that hand to slip your engagement ring on it.

“I love it,” You admired the jewel.

“And I love you.”