jeonverselol

[jeonverselol]

go ahead and cry (m) (pt 2) - jjk

a/n: this is a sequel to this part 1. 

summary: jungkook and you have been trying to work out your relationship but his insecurities keep getting the best of him. he tries his best to change his jealousy and possessiveness but it’s hard, though he really tries. you on the other hand, have to remind him that you don’t want anyone but him.

genre: smut | established relationship | fratboy!kook x reader

word count: 3.6k

warnings: daddy issues, unprotected sex (don’t ever do that pls), fingering, unhealthy coping mechanisms, degradation, possessive!jk, toxic behaviour (but they try to work it out), praising, desperate kook, needy kook, jealousy, insecurities, stalkerish behaviour, creampie, pet names 

jungkook and you have been dating for 5 months and you do love every second of it. to finally open your hearts out and call each other ‘mine’ is a big achievement for the both of you considering the nature of your past situationship. jungkook has slowly learnt to open himself up and let his vulnerable sides get past him. he was already madly in love with you but he’s slowly learnt to trust you, to appreciate that you loved him back just as much (maybe never as much but he’s content with that). however, his insecurities still get to him from time to time.

jungkook has always been protective and possessive of you but not because he wanted to own you, but because he needs you to be reminded that he’s the one for you and to show others you’re very much off limits. he’s afraid you’ll find someone better if he doesn’t keep reminding you that he will literally be on his knees for you at your every word; afraid that someone else will approach you and you’ll leave him for someone better. afraid you’ll turn around and think he doesn’t love you enough although that was impossible. he’s mostly competing with his inner demons, the ones that tell him that no one will stay with him till the end of it. even though he isn’t the most perfect person, the one thing he knows is that he loves you too much. his love for you was undeniably strong but being the insecure person he is, he’s afraid you can’t see that will end up leaving him. he’s desperate for your love no matter how many times you’ve showed him you’re smitten with him. he’s desperate to have you constantly tell him he’s the one for you. he needs you to teach him how to be confident with himself. you’re aware his insecurities stemmed from his troubled childhood so you never pushed him and you did your best to help him. you knew his love language was words of affirmation and you had no issues with constantly reassuring him when he’s in a bit of a doubt.

but sometimes it gets out of hand.

“were you… following me?” your eyebrows furrowed at him as you caught him red-handed this time. you’ve been aware of a presence near you for the last couple of weeks.

you tried to shrug it off but it’s hard to when you constantly feel like someone is watching your every step. while you knew jungkook could be overbearing, you didn’t think he would spend two weeks following you around. jungkook’s behaviour was very suspicious over the past few weeks; sometimes he would even ask about the specific thing you did on that day even though you didn’t remember telling him about it beforehand. your doubts were confirmed when you met up with your friends for lunch. you excused yourself to the restroom and as you exited, you saw the same person that has been following you in the far corner of your vision - your ‘stalker’ definitely did not make the effort to dress differently. you thought you were being a little paranoid and tried to ignore him but as you made your way back to the table, you noticed the familiar cap, a little slip up from jungkook considering it had his football team logo and jersey number printed on it. that confirmed your suspicions as to the identity the person behind the well-constructed disguise. you’re not gonna lie, you are very much disturbed by this. but you tried your best to be calm. you tried to find some coherent way to make it seem like this was fine.

you made a beeline to his table and sat down in front of him, startling jungkook instantly. he knows he can’t deny it now. you repeated your sentence. “were you following me… jungkook?”

he sighs and takes off the cap, revealing his messy yet gorgeous locks. he takes off his mask and you’re happy yet disappointed to see his handsome face. you’re honestly surprised at times that someone this beautiful would think that you would leave him. ironically, this wasn’t the first time you’ve caught him following you. before you two dated and during the times you’ve casually hooked up, you’ve seen jungkook constantly show up to places you were at. it wasn’t in a creepy nature but he certainly did take the effort to memorise your schedule and wanting to constantly be in your line of vision – but mainly because he wanted to see you and perhaps with the nature of your relationship back then, you liked the chase. but now, with you two dating for months, it was getting harder to pretend like it was acceptable.

jungkook, being caught in the act, doesn’t seem as bothered by it as you on the outside. his heart was pounding inside, he realised he was being borderline a creep but as usual, he finds some way to reason it out, albeit in a shitty way. “i… just wanted to see you that’s all.” that response made absolutely no sense and you both knew it. you wanted to see if i was capable of cheating on you, you think to yourself.

you rubbed your temples with your knuckles, attempting to find the right words to say, but you can’t. you knew he was being insecure, you knew he was being afraid, you knew it would take time to convince him you’re just as deeply in love with you as he is with you. instead of trying to help him overcome his insecurities again, you were too tired of repeating things like a broken record. “we’ll talk at home.” you settled with four words which shook him internally. honestly he’d rather you talk it out with him, he’d rather you ditch all your friends right now and spend the entire time reasoning it out with him. he’d rather you be angry at him, spend hours trying to tell him how and why he’s in the wrong. but now, you want him to go home? you want him to leave you alone? his intrusive thoughts is getting a hold of his mind. you were going to leave him, leave him like how his father left him and his mom. it’s happening, he thinks. he knew it, he fucked up, he shouldn’t have let himself drown so deeply in you.

“look baby i’m sorry, i really didn’t mean to – i just –“ you cut him off sharply, with a tone you almost never used with him. “jungkook go home. i’ll be back in two hours. go. home.” you looked at him with exasperation before your eyes soften into a plea. “please.” his lips fall into a straight line. he knows he’s gone overboard. he nods and decides that if you were planning on breaking up with him he would stop you better if you were at home, rather than having you run away from the restaurant mid-argument. he stands up to leave, before hearing you let out a sigh. you stand up right after him, heading back to your table without sparing him a glance.

--

now clad in more comfortable clothes, a pair of grey joggers and a short-sleeved shirt, jungkook was waiting for you anxiously at home, constantly looking at the clock hoping two hours would come by faster. the two of you moved in together to his apartment because your lease was almost up and he genuinely wants you to be around him for as long as possible - in close proximity for as long as possible. he switches channels as he fidgets, hoping to find something to relax his mind. he internally starts panicking, what if you already left and you weren’t coming back? as he decides to settle on one of the sports channels, he hears your keys fumbling from outside the door, he eagerly gets up and in a few long strides, opens the door to see your surprised face. you stare at him for a few seconds before bringing yourself back to reality. you move past him to settle your things on the kitchen counter before going to the room. is this it? are you just going to forgo the talk and decide to pack your things instead? was this how his dad did it when he home all those years ago? just spend one last night and leave with a sorry excuse of a note next morning? a million things were going through jungkook’s mind. he follows you into the room to see you doing the opposite instead. you’re taking off your jewellery. as you settled your bracelets down you move to remove one of your earrings. jungkook eyes you carefully through the mirror. you decide to spare him a gaze as you removed your left earring and as you removed the right one you turned around to face him. you take a deep breath.

“jungkook we’ve been dating for months,” your voice starts off timid. “and you know i love you very much.” your voice becomes firmer. “but you can’t keep doing this.” you sigh.

he knows. he knows he’s unreasonable. toxic even. he just wants you all to himself and would be devastated if you were to look at anyone else the same way you looked at him. “i know you love me, i really do. but you need to know that i love you too, very much.” you looked at him. he remains silent the whole time, fearing he’d say something that would piss you off. “i’m not your dad. i’m not my dad. just like how you’re nothing like them, i’m nothing like them too. move forward please,” you voice croaks. “for me.” 

when the two of you first met, jungkook was your average fratboy - star football player, smart too and came with a reputation of being a fuckboy. through mutual friends hoseok and jennie, you two would occasionally be in the same place to hangout and jungkook didn’t hide the fact that he wanted you. fast forward after the two of you already had sex, the two of you slowly opened up and sometimes would come over to just talk, which was how the love blossomed between the of you. no one could replace the feeling of comfort you provided him with. all in all, he’s afraid of losing the one person that keeps him sane. he’s afraid that without you, he can’t function as a proper human being anymore. he needs you.

you were phenomenal in his eyes, with the way you carried yourself. you were stronger than him that’s for sure. you balanced work and academic to help out your family, your dad was barely in the picture for the past ten years and needless to say it was both of your daddy issues that got you closer. you were vulnerable, hating how your dad left things for you to handle. you desired to be loved, to have someone want to be there for you to fill that hollowness inside your heart. and with jungkook, your heart was full. but it breaks your heart that to be loved by him, you have to endure the rocky start. you didn’t want to rush him into letting his pent up emotion go but it was getting exhausting for you.

you wanted to scream at him, you wanted to show just how disturbed his behaviour made you feel but you couldn’t. you were too much of a people pleaser to do that. and part of you tried to empathise with him so much that you were willing to close an eye and convince yourself it’ll take time to change. he’s not a bad person, you tell yourself, he’s just scarred by the betrayal his father showed him and his mom. he just doesn’t want to be hurt like that anymore. you told yourself, daily. you didn’t want to lose him if the issue could be fixed.

“just don’t ever do that again. trust me please. i only have eyes for you,” you looked at him with something he deciphers as adoration laced with disappointment. he decides that that’s good enough for him. he walks towards you and places his hands on your waist, gripping you possessively yet gently. “i’m sorry baby. i’ll do better. i love you.” he kisses your forehead and you relax in his touch. he knows you’re deeply hurt and it kills him that he’s been letting you down. nevertheless, he’s grateful for the second chance. you bring your hands to his taut chest. “i love you too kook.” that was music to his ears. he wouldn’t mind having that in a loop and listening to it for hours. he was down bad like that.

you were literally an angel sent to him, he thinks. you were there when he was broken, when he was struggling to find his emotions, when he didn’t know what to do with all this love he had for you. you had a halo above you all the time in the way you treated him. you constantly cared for him, you constantly took your time out to shower him with praises and love. at this moment, he wondered why he even doubted it all in the first place.

-- 

things with jungkook became better after that. he truly kept his word about improving things for the both of you. the two of you managed to work things out as time passes. the moment you discover something worth fixing, you two fixed it. you knew a relationship needed effort and the two of you really did everything you can to salvage things. everything was going fine until he spots you talking to his best friend. he was heading out of class before he saw your angelic silhouette gracing his eyes. you adorned a navy blue body-hugging sundress that stopped mid-thigh, giving him a glimpse of your beautiful legs. your arms were crossed and unknowingly, you were giving the taller man a view of your cleavage. he clenches his fist at the side of you being so oblivious. usually, it wouldn’t irk him as much to see you having a conversation with a man. but this was taehyung, a close friend of his whom he knows used to have a crush on you. during the times jungkook was fucking around to get you out of his head, taehyung knew that you were off limits even though you two weren’t dating at the time. despite that, taehyung didn’t hide the fact that he wanted you. he would constantly tell the boys how you were hot, smart, pretty and all things good, everything that made his blood boil.

seeing taehyung being in close proximity to you ignited his territorial instincts. he marched to the two of you and slung his tattooed arm over your waist, pressing a kiss to your temple. the move startled you but you smiled back to jungkook. he was in an all-black outfit as usual, hair slicked back with a few strands falling to the front. “so what are we talking about today?” he gives taehyung a fake smile, one that his best friend can sense he’s basically telling him to fuck off. but being the insufferable friend he is, he doesn’t feed into the ego. “just telling y/n about how she should come to the game this weekend.” he says with a sly smile eyeing your forehead to your lips. noticing this, jungkook moves his hand from your waist to push your hair behind, a subtle move to reveal the ‘j’ necklace you had on - a gift that jungkook gave you two weeks ago. taehyung was part of the baseball team at your university, whereas jungkook was part of the football team. you never understood baseball and honestly never had the interest in it, but you wouldn’t decline free tickets.

“y/n doesn’t watch baseball, isn’t that right princess?” jungkook coos at you and although he’s right, you can tell he’s being annoying on purpose. “well y/n if you’re interested, i’ve got the seats covered. it’s a shame jungkook here keeps you all to himself, i never see you at our baseball matches!” taehyung said jokingly, completely ignoring jungkook’s piercing gaze. he smirks and nods at jungkook, signalling he’s leaving. “alright see you around bro.” he pats jungkook at the back and makes his leave. jungkook rolls his eyes and turns his face to you only to find you already looking at him with a scowl. “what was that?”

“he’s just trying to get you to be his personal cheerleader.” jungkook spits out as a matter of a fact. “you don’t know that!” you scoffed. jungkook looks at you dead in the eye. “uh yes i do babe. he’s not even subtle with the way he looks at you.” you rolled your eyes this time and crossed your arms and this pushes your boobs together and gives jungkook a nice view of your cleavage. although he likes the view, he hates the fact that everyone else including taehyung could have seen it too. jungkook sighs and wraps his arms around you tightly. “i’m sorry baby.” he coos at you and gently sways you hoping that it would butter you up. seeing how you’re still rigid and refusing to look at him he pecks your cheek. “i’m sorry princess i really am. i just don’t like the thought of another man asking you out,” you looked at him offended but he raises his eyebrow. “he did just ask my precious girlfriend to go to his game right in front of me so i got a little territorial. that’s normal right? plus you look so fucking hot right now.” he eyes you from head to toe. damn him and his words. even though he was being annoying he did phrase it correctly. you sigh and melt into his hold. “alright i guess he wasn’t that subtle,” you muttered begrudgingly.

“see? we’re making progress aren’t we?” he coos and nips the side of your neck. “come on let’s go home so i can show you who’s the only man that’s allowed to hit on you,” just to prove his point, he slaps your ass and drags you away to his car. you feel your insides bubbling and heat straight shot to your core.

--

the ride home was fairly fast. he wastes no time in pulling you into his apartment before shutting the door and pinning you against it. he locks you in with a rough kiss as his hands travel under your sundress to cup your ass, kneading the flesh with his palms. you moan into the kiss and that instantly inflated his boner. he loves hearing you yearn for him.

he pulls away from the kiss and is even more turned on by your swollen lips and hazy eyes. “you’re fucking beautiful baby. and you’re all mine.” he carries you to the bedroom and sets you down on the bed. he takes off his shirt and your mouth instantly waters at the sight of his toned muscular body, with tattoos adorning his arm and hand, which you would prefer to have around your neck. you then noticed something on his top left of his chest, something that was never there before, definitely not there this morning as well. it was a fresh tattoo, the sides still a little red. you sensed he must have gotten this done before he came to see you earlier. jungkook catches your line of vision and smirks. “i got this done after class, it was a quick one.” you sat up and decided to have a closer look. you finger starts trailing the sides of the new ink and you squint your eyes trying to decipher the design. your mouth drops as you realised it was your initials in cursive writing. you instantly looked back up to him.

jungkook was prepared to have you react in both ways. he envisioned you being happy seeing it but he was also prepared that you’d find it cringy and probably a little too much and run away. he was banking on the former. however, seeing how the sides of your mouth were slowly curving upwards, he figures you weren’t upset with his new ink after all and internally lets out a sigh of relief. “it’s beautiful.” you say softly. he takes your wrist in his hold and slowly pushes you downward to the bed and hovers above you.

“you always have my heart and that’s a fact that will never change,” he starts kissing your neck and you sigh in contention. “but do i have yours baby?” he starts nipping on your soft sport, licking and sucking it until it leaves a mark. he spanks the side of your ass waiting for your to answer him. “yes.. yes you do kook, you have my heart, i’m all yours.” that was enough to send him to the edge.

his lips move downwards to your chest and sucks a spot right where you cleavage is. he then removes the straps of your dress down to reveal your bare breasts, a groan of disapproval yet satisfaction that you’re not wearing a bra. usually you would wear one but considered this was a padded dress you didn’t need the extra bra but jungkook is going feral inside at the thought of you walking around with a short dress with no bra on. he groans even more when he lifts your dress up to reveal the skimpy black thong you have on. “fuck baby you’re dressed like a slut,” his one hand starts kneading your tit and the other comes down to rub your clothed pussy.

you moan at the contact and bit your bottom lip. “what a fucking slut you are princess. walking around with basically nothing on. it’s like you’re begging me to fuck you in public,” he takes a nipple into his mouth and starts swirling his tongue across it. he then pushes your poor excuse of an underwear to the side and starts prodding his middle finger into your entrance. he releases your nipple with a loud ‘pop’ before pushing his finger inside your hole. “you want that baby? want me to bend you over in public and have you take my dick like that?” he feels you clench around his finger and that amuses him. “oh you want that territorial display don’t you? you want me to show everyone who you belong to? you want everyone to see whose little whore are you don’t you?” you gush your wetness around his finger, spreading your legs a little wider hoping he’d put in another finger. “yes, yes i want that.” you practically beg, feeding into his ego and desires.

“look at you baby, you’re easy access.” he mocks your choice of clothing, not that both of you are even complaining. he puts in another finger and you’re a writing mess as he grazes your spot so perfectly. he just knows where to have you melting for him. “wore it… for you,” you practically whimper. he cocks his head to the side as he increases the pace of his fingers. “awww,” he coos condescendingly. “my baby wanted me to fuck her out in the open today? my princess is not such a good girl now isn’t she? wanted everyone to see her take my cock like a fucking slut. wanted everyone to know whose pussy this is?” you nodded and your eyes roll back as his inserts a third finger and quickens his pace.

jungkook loves fucking you, to put it simply. say the word and he’ll shove his tongue, fingers or cock up your sweet pussy. he would do anything you wanted him to but he was not ready to have anyone look at you and see how you fall apart under his touch. hear you moaning his name from across the room? he’s all for that, but looking at your sweet face as you cum around him? absolutely no.

“i think the fuck not.” he clenches his jaw before releasing his fingers causing you to whine at the loss of it. he unbuckles his pants before sliding his clothing down to reveal his big angry cock. he aligns himself at your entrance before pushing into you. “no one is allowed to see you like this except for me baby.” he grunts as he bottoms out. “you’re mine and only mine you get it?” you nod as he begins thrusting into you.

���say it.” you spread your thighs apart and moan at the sensation of his cock against your walls. “i’m yours!” his pride and cock swells even more at the sound of that and he picks up the pace. “damn right you are, you belong to me and only i can make you feel good. no one knows how to satisfy you baby. no one will take the fucking time to worship you. not even taehyung.” he accentuates each of the words of the last sentence with a hard thrust. you hand comes up to his abs and trail upwards to his chest and his biceps. he winces at the way you dig your nails into his big arms and lets out a strangled moan as you bring your fingers to his chest and trace his new tattoo. the two of you belonged to each other and no one could take that away from him. as if you could sense his thoughts, you clench around him tightly.

“fucking hell angel, you’re so tight.” he brings his thumb to fiddle your clit and you’re a moaning mess. “cum for me love.” he continues thrusting into you steadily and his thumb moves faster, bringing you into oblivion as you cum hard on his cock. his thumb continues his ministrations on your puffy clit and you feel him fill you up seconds later. the both of you took a moment to catch your breath. he looks up at your with pure adoration and pride, in a sense he can’t believe you’re his but also proud that he’s got you. proud that he can call you his girlfriend. he slowly and carefully pulls out of you and puts your thong back in place. he sits you up and pulls up the straps of your clothes, thumbs lingering at your chest area to check if your nipples are showing and tames your hair to smooth out the flyaways. he eyes the few red marks he left on your skin and kisses the spot - certainly sorry yet no so sorry at the red marks adorning your cleavage.

you looked at him as he dresses himself and cock your head to the side. “come on baby let’s go have something to eat, i’m starving.” he eyes you darkly yet fondly. “oh… okay let me shower first.” you get up and before you could leave to the bathroom he drags you away and proceeds to the front door.

“we’re gonna eat and you’re gonna sit there, with my cum inside or leaking out of you i don’t care,” he says in a cocky manner and that got you heated up. “either way, it’s my cum inside your pussy.”

your cheeks reddened at the thought of his cum leaking out of your useless thong and trailing on the sides of your thighs, with your short dress probably doing a bad job as well in covering any traces of it. however, you’re not opposed to it.

“when we’re done eating, i’ll clean you up for being such a good fucking girl. maybe even let you ride me in the car.” he darts his tongue out to prove his point. you grabbed his hand and make your exit and he smirks at that.

needless to say, he knows now he doesn’t need to be insecure anymore because he knows that he’ll always have you and you wouldn’t want it any other way.

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[jeonverselol]

keep me company (m) - jjk

a/n: yes another jjk fic because a lot of my dms have requested for it; everyone loved the insatiable couple in ‘want more’ so here is a spin off from that

summary: your boyfriend is on a business call but he still wants to fuck you and neither of you can resist each other, then one thing leads to another and you’re so sure you’re not gonna be able to walk tomorrow 

genre: smut lol; established relationship

word count: 2.6k 

warnings: minors dni - intense stuff because these two are like rabbits, dom!jk, sub!reader, riding, doggy, reader being manhandled, fingering, nipple play, degradation (slut, whore, etc), pet names (baby, princess, etc), rough sex no explanation needed, pussy-whipped jk, possessive jk, big dick jk, implied cum eating lol, voyeurism (but not really), thigh riding, choking, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex (for the love of god don’t be foolish), slight breeding kink? creampie, squirting, daddy kink, mentions of shower sex, every other nasty thing i’ve missed out on 

as you opened your door and set down your bags you saw a pair of familiar shoes, indicating that jungkook was home earlier than usual. as you locked the door and walked towards the living room, you saw jungkook still dressed in his work attire, arms crossed and the only sounds that filled the room were the sounds behind his laptop screen. his eyes turned into crescents as he saw you, lips instantly curved upwards like a happy boy seeing his favourite candy. you returned the smile but carefully walked into your shared room to avoid interrupting him in his business call.

you quickly discarded your clothing and headed into the shower, taking your sweet time lathering up your new shower gel and body scrub, hoping by the time you were out he might be done with work and you two can get started on dinner. after what seemed like a fulfilling home spa session, you got out and put on a pair of shorts and a tank top and continued on with your skincare routine. a little pamper day today was the way to end the hectic day you had at work.

as you head out the door you almost forgot jungkook was still working until you heard a few coherent ‘yes’s and ‘sure’. as he saw you in his peripheral view, his eyes instantly shot up his laptop and darted towards you again. you mouthed “i’ll get started on dinner” along with a faint attempt of gesturing the same. “babe come here,” he opened his arms signalling for a hug. you raised your brow at him and softly asked “what about your meeting?”

“it’s on mute and the camera’s switched off. judging by how the guy is talking it feels like he might take up an entire 30 minutes just explaining his point,” he rolls his eyes, this time arms wailing for you to come into his hold. you giggled at his antics and heeded his request. as you settled down on the couch, he pulled you on to his lap and gave you a tight hug. “i’m going insane today.” he mumbled in the crook of your neck as you straddled him.

“it’ll be alright, we’ll have dinner and watch something later, okay?” you kissed the side of his head. he hugged you tighter and planted soft kissed on your neck. “you’re the best, i love you.”

“i love you too, kook.” the two of you stayed like this for what seemed like a full minute, before he sighed. “can you just stay with me here until this guy’s done with his part? and tell me about your day?” he brought his head up and looked at you with eyes that glimmer with sparkle. you can’t say no to that.

with your hands on his shoulders, you started going on about every single minute detail you could think of – from the traffic to what sort of lunch you had today, to how your co-worker spilt coffee on her dress. just as you were about to story him about how your boss used a different tone towards you today you felt the tip of his thumb grazing your covered nipple, causing you to freeze from the contact.

“kook, what are you doing,” you looked down at your chest to see both his thumbs padding your now hardened nipples. “you’re not wearing a bra,” he said as a matter of fact. you arched your brow.

“i’m at home babe, there’s no need for it.” he paid no mind to whatever you had to say and continue grazing your nipples and you were starting to feel aroused. you could see his tongue darting out to lick his lips as he started rubbing slow and teasing circles around your nipples, your buds protruding even more behind your flimsy top. looking at him from above, you start noticing how his shirt sleeve was cuffed to his elbows, exposing his tattooed forearm, and his neck and chest slightly exposed as he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt. “kook… your meeting.” you tried distracting him before he slowly pulled the straps of your tank top down to reveal your round globes and hard nipples. he gropes your breasts and flicks his thumbs against your nipples, this time tugging and pinching them.

“fuck the meeting. i don’t give a shit what the guy has to say. besides they can’t see or hear us, so let me just play with you for a bit baby.” he gives you a convincing smirk, tongue circling your areola as he stares at you right in the eye. you bit your lips and the sensation he’s putting on your bare breasts but a part of you feels uncomfortable at the thought of his laptop being right behind you. but before you could say anything you feel his tongue at the tip of your nipple, fingers pinching the other.  

“stay still baby,” his voice was deep and hoarse. your fingers tread through his hair and tugged him closer as you instinctively start grinding on him. your nether region starting to ache from all the teasing touches he’s been giving you. he started sucking on your nipple, causing you to moan out loud, your essence slowly encasing your lower lips. he groans at the sound of you and swirled his tongue around your nipple before switching to the other. his palms find its way into your shorts from below to your ass and begins kneading it. 

the feel of his bare hands on your ass cheeks paired with his tongue on your nipples was getting too much. you feel yourself getting wetter and started to grind harder on his dick. “shit, babe, don’t go so hard i promise to fuck you real good later,” you forgot he had a meeting to attend to but your horniness clouded your emotions and you really wanted him inside you. you knew he wanted it too. besides, you weren’t sure if you were able to wait for him with how turned on you are.

“but kook i’m so wet,” you sat yourself on his clothed dick and you were sure there was wet patch forming on your shorts. “baby girl i promise i’ll fuck you as many times as you want later i really need to finish this up and i can’t do it mid-fuck.” you let out a whine, a sound you knew jungkook loved hearing from you. “you started this babe.” you placed wet kisses on his neck and as much as he was so turned on and hard, he tried to exercise some self-restraint. “i got distracted but i really need to be on standby in case they need me,” you start tugging your shorts down with one hand despite his words, letting it pool on your ankles as you give him a sight of your lacy pink panties. your other hand continued kneading the back of his neck, a spot you knew he loves. “and what if i need you?” your tits out, tank top pooled at your waist, lace panties wet and shorts down your ankles, you straddling him and moaning on top of him - this is a sight jungkook never wants to stop seeing.

“we can be quick,” you urged, your clothed clit engorged from the stimulation his pants were giving, bare tits right in front of his mouth – an offer you know he can’t resist. you tried to bring his hands back to your ass as you slowly moved your hips. “but baby i don’t wanna be quick, i want to take my time with you,” he tried to hold you in place, but your moans were louder and sultrier as you moved your hips rougher. at this very moment, you were sure you could come in minutes if he let you. your hand went down to push your panties aside to let your bare clit have a feel, essence leaking and staining his slacks. your nipples grazing his lips as you started to rub yourself on tent of his pants, eager to get off no matter if he was gonna touch you or not. your placed your hands on his taut chest and bit your lips at how your clit made contact with his clothed dick. “you can fuck me again later kook, as many times as you want, and for as long as you want.” you batted your eyelash and if there’s one thing that jungkook can’t resist it’s when you were desperate to have him rail you. it does wonders to his ego and dick.

glancing at his laptop, he could see the guy only made it through page 5/25 of his powerpoint presentation and groaned in response. as you continue pleasuring your clit, you bring your nipple closer to his slightly agape mouth to persuade him further. “feels so good, kook.” you circled your hips to stimulate your clit more, occasionally bouncing slightly and rutting yourself on his bulge. your tits are bouncing and jungkook eventually spanks your ass, causing you to moan. he gives up all self-restraint as he swiftly lifts you up and sits you back down with your back on his chest. this time you’re faced with his laptop, with a bunch of his other colleagues in separate windows. you cheeks redden and you tried closing your legs, only for Jungkook to spread them wide with his knee. “i want you to take off your panties and ride my thigh right now.” as much as you were starting to feel a little embarrassed you knew better than to start something you couldn’t finish.

you took off your shorts and sodden panties, with a line of slick following through. your tank top still on your waist as jungkook continues groping and pinching your buds. you started grinding on his thigh slowly, trying to close your eyes to avoid looking at the screen. even though you knew they were not able to see you, it was still a little nerve-wracking.

“open your eyes baby girl,” you felt his hand wrapped around your throat, enough to bring you to your senses but not hard enough to hurt you. “i.. I don’t know if i can..” you said timidly as you continued moving your hips. “i said do it,” he grunts. jungkook was enjoying the show in the back view, absolutely admiring the way your hips were moving and the way that your ass was looking. you mustered up the courage to disregard any unnecessary thoughts and begin gyrating your hips faster. “fuck yes princess, come on i know you want to cum. go harder you slut, show me how much you want my dick.” he spanks your ass twice. “soak me and you’ll get your reward baby girl,” he was palming his own clothed dick at the sinful sight of you, groaning as your moans went a pitch higher.

his clothed thigh felt so good on your bare clit that you couldn’t help yourself but move faster. while the eyes on the screen were not directed at you, something about it spurred you on even more now that you were looking at it. you bit your lips at the thought of jungkook marking you up in front of them. you grew wetter at the thought and gripped his thigh harder with both hands. your tits squished together with the way you hands arms were squeezing it and hands on top of each other. you continue staring at the faces on the screen, thinking about what it would be like if they saw you being such a whore for jungkook, how you were his cockslut and how only he was able to touch you in every way he wanted. you involuntarily let out a breathy moan at the way he was making you fuck yourself on him in front of his online call. you lifted one hand and inserted your middle finger inside you as you continued rubbing yourself on his thigh. 

“oh god,” you moaned like a desperate whore as you kept your eyes glued to the screen. jungkook was even more turned on at the sight of you fucking yourself with your finger and palmed his crotch even more. “you like this slut? you want me to fuck you in front of them next time?” he was joking but he felt you soak his pants even more and how you were tempted to add another finger. jungkook sensed this and just as you were about to feel your orgasm rip through, it was interrupted harshly by your boyfriend. his fingers dug into your hips and lifted you up. “i was gonna cum!” you said annoyed.

“i know, you fucking slut. you enjoyed it a little too much don’t you think?” he sat you down on his lap harshly, this time spreading your legs wide to the both side of his thighs. he held your jaw tightly and you could sense him slowly fuming. jungkook was always sweet to you but his possessive side can be intimidating. “you like it when people watch you? when people watch how much of a whore you’re being? my princess is so fucking spoilt. do i not give you enough attention?” he started sucking a spot on your neck and his fingers graze your sensitive clit as your hole throbbed for him to fill you with his fingers. he slaps on your clit with his fingertips once and you were aching for more. sex with jungkook was sinful yet heavenly. no matter how long the two of you had been together, every single experience felt like the first time. 

“no no please. i only want you, your attention only, i’m all yours,” you pleaded him. even though your relationship was built entirely on trust, he still loved the validation and reassurance. “this fucking pussy is mine, don’t you ever forget that. like hell i’m gonna let anyone see what’s mine.” he sent three little slaps on your clit, jolts of pleasure running through your veins at the contact. “please kook, want you, you’re the only one that makes me feel good,” you tried grinding on his hand shamelessly. insides aching and essence leaking from the intense stimulation. “damn right i am.”

his left hand was on your throat and his other tattooed hand came down rubbing your inner thighs. he ran his finger down your slit and gathered your essence before rubbing harsh circles your clit and you whimpered at the feel. he inserted two fingers into your wet hole and started going at a slow pace while rubbing your clit with his thumb. “fuck that feels so good,” you breathed out. his lips continued assaulting your neck while his other left your throat to pursue your tits.

he increased the pace and inserted another finger without warning, causing you to moan in ecstasy. the squelching sounds of your pussy overshadowed whatever his co-worker was presenting on screen. jungkook took a look at the screen again and saw that 15/25 of the slides had already been presented. the tent in his pants was starting to ache.

“fuck this, i need to be inside you baby,” you instantly got wetter and helped him remove his pants and boxers. his cock was already leaking with precum and before you could bring your head down to have a taste, he brought you down on to his lap again, facing him.

“no time, baby, need you to ride me. don’t think so i’m gonna last long with how wet you are. fuck you’re gorgeous,” you slid into him with ease and jungkook lets out a strangled moan. you started bouncing up and down the moment he bottomed out. his lips encased your nipples once again, tongue flicking your sensitive bud to see you squirm. the tip of his dick grazed your g-spot with ease considering this is the millionth time you’ve been in this position.

he soon pistons his hips upwards and groans with every thrust. “fucking tight pussy,” he buries his head into your chest, leaving little marks as he goes. he brings his thumb to fiddle your clit and you could feel your orgasm bubbling. “i’m gonna cum kook!” he increases his pace and rubs your clit harder before sending you to a delicious wave of orgasm. “fuck, yes, yes yes,” you chanted. feeling you cream his cock and clenching your walls, he finishes not longer after you, coating your walls with hot spurts of his cum.

the two of you were sweating and were breathing heavily from the insane not-so-quick quickie. you tried to stand up and tear yourself from his dick slowly, pussy ever so sensitive and throbbing with his cum leaking out of you. jungkook holds you steadily as you slowly detach yourself from him. your legs wobble and you groaned at the emptiness and jungkook does the same. he wipes the beads of sweat on his forehead before steadying his breath. you plop down next to him and calm yourself as well.

“any questions from your side mr jeon?” the two of you immediately dart your eyes to the screen, forgetting you just had a full fucking session in front of the laptop. “no questions,” he instantly unmutes and replies. after a string of silence, someone spoke up, “well that’s all we have for today, hope everyone managed to have an idea as to what direction we’re heading with this plan. i’ll send out the slides for everyone to reread. thank you.”

“thank you, i’ll let you know if i have any feedback,” jungkook says before shutting his laptop hastily. “you just couldn’t keep your legs closed could you,” he narrows his eyes at you. you rolled your eyes before getting up, “oh please, you couldn’t keep it in your pants even if you wanted to. now i have to shower again,” you walked towards your shared room.

“shower? oh baby girl i’m gonna fuck you properly this time and you’ll be begging me to stop,” he got up and discarded his shirt and dick instantly getting hard again trailing right behind you. you were still sensitive and you felt your pussy throbbed at the thought of being filled again. while it was true that jungkook loved burying himself inside you, you loved the feeling of his big dick stretching you out. it excited you as much as him wanting to constantly blow his load into you. he thanks your voluntariness with birth control for this luxury.

“i want your legs spread out on the bed right now, ass up face down.”

you took off the tank top which was pooling on your waist off and did as you were told, eager for him to fuck you into oblivion. a smirk of satisfaction grazed his face as he saw you obediently waiting for him in bed, your pussy all swollen with some of his cum staining your inner thighs. with no need for any foreplay, he lined himself to your entrance and pushed in without warning. he loved making you cum as much as you doing the same to him, the way you react to his touches gives him a sense of pride and possessiveness. 

“sweetest pussy in the world.” he was not merciful in his thrusts at all. he went hard and slapped your ass cheeks roughly. all you did was let out strings of ‘yes’ and ‘harder’ and jungkook obliged with whatever you had to say.

“can’t get enough of you baby,” the sounds of his balls slapping your clit and moans were the only thing filling up the room and you swore your neighbours could probably hear every single bit of it, but you didn’t care. his thrusts were far from gentle. your essence mixed with his cum from earlier completely soaked your inner thighs and heightened the stimulation. you gripped the sheets hard as you feel your orgasm approaching.

“gonna cum kook!” your second orgasm hits you like a truck and jungkook wastes no time in flipping you on your back. he plunges himself in again and starts fucking you into your third one. “so.. sensit- ahh!” one thing about jungkook was he knew your body like the back of his palm. he knew what you liked and exactly which angles to hit to get you going. with one graze of your spot, he sent you jolting again, this time gushing. another thing about jungkook was he was relentless. as you gush onto him, you see him eyeing your pussy with a smirk. he inserts himself back into you, this time with a loud groan. “fucking wet cunt.”

“come on my little slut, clench around me one more time and i’ll fill you up just like how you like it.” it was no surprise that he loved stuffing you with his cum and you equally loved the feeling of him doing that to you. “fuck, cum inside me kook... ahh!” he loved hearing you yearn for him. “i’ll fill you up so good baby. want me to knock you up? let everyone know whose pussy this is yeah?” the thought of jungkook fucking a baby into you was hot but a discussion for another time, though you were not opposed to it. 

your walls instantly clenched around his words and this elicited a groan from him. “that’s a good girl. my dirty dirty girl.”

he leans towards your whimpering state and has his hands beside your face, gripping the sheets and flexing his biceps, gold necklace dangling above your face as he continues to thrust into you. he eyes you with love and lust. “touch yourself princess, for daddy.” his tone was sweet, commanding, condescending and desperate at the same time.

your fingers came down to rub your swollen clit. his moans turn to groans and you were sure he was gonna cum. “cum inside me kook, fill me up daddy,” in seconds your orgasm washes over you again with ease and you feel him fill you up for the second time today, giving you and him the satisfaction you both craved. he makes sure to unload every last drop before taking it out. he taps your clit with his tip and chuckled at the sound you made.

“how about that shower?” you spoke up after a few seconds of catching your breaths.

“how about i clean you up with my tongue and we can fuck in the shower again?.” he wiggled his eyebrows and licks his lips at the way your lower lips were coated in white drops of liquid. “do it for daddy please?” you were not gonna say no to that. 

“you’re insatiable.” you let out a laugh. he mirrored you, “with a girlfriend like you, i would be crazy not to be.”

he lowers his head down to your nether region, “you know me well enough to know i’m not joking,” he sucks on your clit and starts cleaning you up. your smile fades and you elicit a moan as he begins another round of pleasure.

the thing with jungkook was, he was never tired when it came to sex and you were never gonna say no. 

both of you always wanted more. 

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a/n: yes as promised this is as filthy as it gets for you peeps. if you haven’t read want more, you should. it’s not connected but all my dms wanted more of this couple so if you’re insatiable yourself woohoo go ahead and read it 

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go ahead and cry (m) (pt 1) - jjk

a/n: this is purely a fic based on the song ‘daddy issues’ by the neighbourhood - probably great to listen to it first

summary: jungkook has commitment issues when it came to love and you are always ready to fall in love. you two want to be loved, and you’re ready to attach yourself but that’s what scares jungkook and he finally confronts all his fears.

genre: smut, angst | friends to lovers au | fratboy!kook x reader

word count: 3.6k

warnings: daddy issues lol, unprotected sex (don’t ever do that pls), cunnilingus, unhealthy coping mechanisms, squirting, overstimulation, fingering, public sex (sort of), exhibitionist kink (if you squint), praising, desperate kook, needy kook, jealousy, insecurities, crying scenes, emotional outbursts

take you like a drug, i taste you on my tongue, you ask me what i'm thinking about, i tell you that i'm thinking about

“fuck, that feels so good,” you moaned out loud when jungkook’s tongue flicks your bud. he has been eating you out for an hour since he came over. his earlier text to you was a bit vague, just a “can i come over, need to talk.” you didn’t think much about it before replying a curt ‘sure’ and about half an hour later he pulled up, dressed up black jeans and a t-shirt inside and a jacket over it - he probably was out somewhere; and his face tells you he’s been drinking.

when you opened the door, he did not try to hide the fact that he was undressing you with his eyes the moment he saw you in your tank top and shorts, the breeze filled the silence of the night, hardening your nipples in an instant, buds peeking through the cotton fabric. “what did you wanna talk ab-“ your sentence was cut off with him lunging towards you and picking you up, foot closing the door before pinning you against it.

“need you first,” there was a sense of plea in his voice, something you can’t quite place. it wasn’t unusual for jungkook to come over to yours whenever he wanted. you wouldn’t call yourself fuck buddies, and friends with benefits might be the closest label but then again you two had never hooked up that much to reap much benefits to call it so. it all happened spontaneously, like right now.

it started about 8 months ago, with a drunken kiss. you and jungkook had always been friends since the start of university, hanging out with the same group of friends but probably not extremely close to be called best friends, but close friends, nonetheless. it was during a truth or dare game in a frat party that jungkook admitted you were the hottest person in the party, and during a little tour in his room your lips met his and never felt like leaving. fast forward a month later he had you alone in his room again, attempts of a movie right gone futile when a full-blown fucking session occurred the whole night. after that incident, the two of you never made the attempt to establish anything but have repeated the incident a handful of times, no explanation, just spontaneously.

which is what led you to your thighs spread out hanging on his shoulders right now. “oh my god, that feels so fucking good,” your eyes rolled back as he started to insert his tongue into your folds. you must have came about four times already because you were extra sensitive. “could eat this pussy all day.” he drove in like starved man, tongue darting in and out of your walls. he was still fully clothed and you were stark naked, something about it made you feel timid yet you loved the power play that ensued. he started to suck your clit and your whimpers became screams as you buck your hips to his face. “come on give me what i want baby, cum on my tongue again.” he was groaning at this point. he seemed angry for some reason, but also desperate.

“yes yes yes like that kook,” your palms went to your bare breasts to tug your nipples, adding to the stimulation and the waves your shock your lower half is going to get. he inserted two fingers into your sensitive folds, curling his fingertips upwards in a come-hither motion. this got you spreading your legs wider than before and his free hand came to hold your thigh down. “pussy so fucking good i could cum just by having a meal here.” he never failed to hide how desperate he was for you whenever you two had these encounters. he was shamelessly grinding on the floor, seemed to be eagerly chasing his release as well. “fuck i’m cumming!” you let out a high pitched moan before coming undone on his fingers and tongue for the fifth time tonight. “mm baby doll if you keep making those sounds i’m gonna cum in my pants.”

“cum inside me baby, just slip inside,” you were sensitive but you didn’t wanna leave him hanging. “fuck you’re desperate aren’t you baby girl, i’ll give it to you, i’ll give you what you want,” he stood up and discarded every piece of clothing he had. his hard cock sprang free from his boxers and the tip was red and angry. he stroked himself a few times before aligning his tip against your entrance.

whatever you're thinking about, tell me something that i'll forget, and you might have to tell me again, it's crazy what you'll do for a friend

“you need me don’t you baby, tell me how much you need me, tell me and i’ll give it to you,” his commands were domineering but laced with desperation. jungkook needed you to constantly tell him that you needed him. “fuck me kook, fuck me hard.” you spread your legs for him, folds glistening with your essence and his saliva. you two moaned in unison as jungkook pushed himself into you. “that’s right baby, whose pussy is this hm? tell me who gives it to you good.” he was fucking into you hard and relentlessly. “yours! fuck, only you fuck me good!”

“don’t need anyone else don’t you, always so fucking good to me, the best pussy in the world,” his thumb came down and rubbed your puffy clit harsh, sending you into jolts of sensation. “so fucking good jungkook!” he lifted your leg and folded it to your chest while the other occupied itself on your clit. his dick was hitting new angles and with how sensitive you were, it was getting too much. “fuck, too sens- too sensitive,” you were writhing in his hold, tears escaping the brim of your eyes.

go ahead and cry, little girl, nobody does it like you do. i know how much it matters to you. i know that you got daddy issues

“shh, don’t cry little girl, i’m gonna make you feel so good… shh,” his thumb came up to wipe your tear away before continuing his assault on your clit. “that’s right baby, give it to me, i’ll make you feel so good, don’t move away, don’t move away from me,” he pounded into you harder and you feel your orgasm slowly building up again, this time you knew you were gonna cum harder than before. “don’t… don’t stop kook, keep going.” you relaxed in his hold once again, a sight jungkook was thriving on. “told you baby girl, shh, just trust me, i’ll give you everything, i won’t disappoint you you know me right? i won’t hurt you,” at this point you’re not sure if his words were a reflection of his desperation for you or something else but you were not going to question it. 

a hard thrust from jungkook caused you to scream in ecstasy and as he pulled himself completely out you as you were gushing onto him. “that’s right! fuck yeah you’re a sin baby, my angel baby,” jungkook was always an oxymoron, he loved things that were bad for him and when something good happens he thinks something might be wrong – exhibit A right now.

and if you were my little girl, i'd do whatever i could do, i'd run away and hide with you, i know that you got daddy issues, and i do too

he pushed himself back in and with a few thrusts, you felt spurts of hot liquid coating your walls and his face rested on the crook of your neck. after seconds, he slowly pulled out of you and before you could open your mouth, he went towards the pile of his clothes. you were about to be disappointed, thinking he was going to leave but he fished out a box of cigarettes and a lighter. he brought one to his lips before lighting it up, taking a long drag. he put on his boxers and darted to the balcony of your room, sitting on the rattan chair you just bought a few days ago. silence ensued the room.

i tried to write your name in the rain, but the rain never came, so i made with the sun, the shade

you were used to jungkook being like this. he was always unreadable but then it was very obvious if something was bothering him. you opted to put his shirt on and head out to see him, hoping to get some words from him. as you came out, jungkook’s eyes darted towards you, mouth agape as he sees you in his shirt, a soft smile etched to his lips and you mirror this. 

he tugs your arm and you sit on his lap. his smile fades as he takes his next drag, before sending you into a coughing fit. he hears this and immediately presses the bud on the floor. “sorry i’ll clean that later. and i’m sorry, i know you hate the smell of it.” he soothes your arms and brings you closer to him.

always comes at the worst time, you ask me what i'm thinking about, i tell you that i'm thinking about

“it’s okay. what are you thinking about?” you ask him, and he knows you’re seeking for a proper answer. he sighs. “just about everything, you know how it is.” at this point he was trying to divert the issue, forgetting that he came here to talk about it in the first place.

“you can tell me anything, you know that right?” you gave him a kiss in the cheek for reassurance. you knew something’s bothering him, in fact something had always been bothering him since the first time you two met. he was a hard book to read, but easy person to help. even though you knew you and jungkook were friends – more than friends less than lovers, you could see through him. it took you some time to realise his love language was words of affirmation.

“you’re gonna tell me what’s bothering you baby,” he darts his eyes to you, you never called him endearing names outside of bed. your eyes were telling him something, and he thinks he’s read you enough to know that you’re not gonna leave him in times of despair. “i’ll be here to help you get through it.” he looks to the front, his arms circling your waist to bring you closer to his chest. “i don’t know y/n, is there something wrong with me? i’m constantly afraid.” he didn’t even need to spell it out for you, you knew where this was going.

whatever you're thinking about, tell me something that i'll forget, and you might have to tell me again, it's crazy what you'll do for a friend

there was no denying that jungkook had a reputation, one that probably would not sit well with parents who would want to protect their daughters from harm’s way. while jungkook isn’t necessarily harm’s way, he isn’t the best person to be with either. he’s tried out relationships but it’s never worked out. he’d chicken out and either ghost the poor girl or just let himself engross in the life of no strings attached, when he clearly wants his strings attached. he’s stuck in a limbo, knowing that he has issues of commitment yet desperately wants to pour out his all for only one person. his biggest fear is that they would leave him, considering he’s made a mess of himself and his life, and he is not even sure whether he’s going to feel content with anyone. he wants stability but is afraid to give it. he wants eternal love but is scared of commitment. he wants to give someone his all but is afraid of them taking it and leaving halfway because he’s too much to handle. you knew where his fear stemmed from, and it’s no denying that it was hard to get him to overcome it. in recent times, he’s began to embrace that he has strong feelings for you but kept building this invisible wall inside him.

“you just know how it is baby,” his voice was timid, and you felt the urge to tell him it’s okay, it’s alright, it’s not going to happen to you – what came out was just a sigh from you, and you hugged him, fully enveloping your arms around him, planting a kiss on his head.

go ahead and cry, little girl, nobody does it like you do, i know how much it matters to you, i know that you got daddy issues

“you need to know that nothing’s gonna happen to you once you open your heart up kook,” your voice was soft. you traced your finger around his tattooed arm and his biceps flexed. “i want to,” his statement sounded like a plea, almost saying i want to give you the world, but don’t hurt me. ironically, his reputation of a fuckboy was the unhealthiest coping mechanism of his fear of monogamy, to hide his fear of loving and not loved back in the same magnitude. but you were not going to feed that into his thoughts anymore. “you know i love you don’t you kook?” you stated, whispering into the crown of his head. it was as clear as day that the two of you had feelings for one another, feelings that go beyond the bedroom but you knew that he was never gonna let his guard down.

“i love you, so much, y/n.” this time, you could feel him tearing up but you didn’t budge. you let him. “i want to give you everything, i want to always protect you; i will do everything i can to make you happy,” his voiced strained, almost as if he had been choking in his words for some time. “i’ll give you my all, i want to just… fuck, i’ll do everything you want me to, just…” this time he looked up at you, and your heart clenched at the sight of his tearful eyes. you felt yourself tear up too.

he knew you wanted him; he knew you wanted stability. the moment he saw you crying one night after getting dumped by your ex, you poured your heart out to him, detailing how you only wanted to be cared for, but your ex felt that you were ‘high maintenance’ and that you were demanding. all you wanted was to be loved. you overworked yourself most of the time, you had a family to care for, you were mentally exhausted all the time and your only escape was hoping that someone would love you the way you loved everyone and sacrificed yourself for everyone. you were the type to seek solace in your significant other, that was your coping mechanism and possible happy place, and jungkook knew that. he wanted to give you that.

and if you were my little girl, i'd do whatever i could do, i'd run away and hide with you, i know that you got daddy issues

his love for you soon grew into desperation. there were many times that he wanted to tell you that he would be on his knees for you if you wanted him to. he was yours for a long time, but to get you to be his, he was fearful. fearful that he would disappoint you, and that would mean a lifelong of regret for him. he wanted to give you the life you wanted, but he hated the anxiety within him. he was just as fearful as you.

he tried forgetting you, forgoing the idea of pursuing anything romantic with you but you were like a drug to him. you became the air he breathed in, the warmth of your body became his home, the sound of your voice became his sound of comfort.

i keep on trying to let you go, i'm dying to let you know, how i'm getting on, i didn't cry when you left at first, but now that you're dead it hurts

he tried distancing himself, ghosted you for two weeks. he thought he made progress but he couldn’t handle the sight of other men around you. he just knew that they were not able to love you as much as he loved you. you needed to know that you needed him and him only, forget everyone else. and who was he to deny the fact that he needed you? he was down bad. in a drunken fit at one of the frat parties, he remembered lunging across the living room floor just to yank you away from this guy who seemed to be new, because everyone knew you were off limits – even though you weren’t his girlfriend. he was toxic like that. the poor boy was trying his luck for sure but to no avail. at least he didn’t get punched in the face by jungkook just like another guy did two months ago.

“get your hands off of my girl,” he hissed at the guy before dragging you away, heading upwards to his room. you tried to pry your hands off of him but his grip was strong, jaw clenched and you knew he was seething. “what the fuck jungkook?”

it wasn’t the first time jungkook displayed his jealousy and became territorial in public. deep down he was insecure, afraid you might find what you wanted in someone else because he wasn’t able to give it to you at that moment. he told himself in due time he would let his insecurities go but time seemed to be ticking and his insides were tumbling with fear every time anyone attempted to hit on you. he couldn’t do it yet - commitment; but one thing for sure was he needed you. if he couldn’t convince you about that yet, the least he could do is scare everyone else away. he knew it was selfish of him, an unhealthy obsession if you will. but he was too scared to love you, and he was even more scared that you will never measure up to his love for you. he needed love, so badly.

he slammed the door shut before throwing you on the bed and climbing onto you. his breath reeked of alcohol and cigarettes. he held your jaw tightly before inching is face closer to yours. “i don’t like you being near other men.” his eyes were dark and raging, but if you looked longer, it falters into sadness and pure pain.

“you’re not my boyfriend,” that was the first time you said it and he felt a pang in his heart. it was a sensitive topic for both of you and you knew it but it had to be said. “i’ll show you who i am to you by the end of the night,” he dived straight into your lips and that was the first time he made love to you, and needless to say, you knew who he was to you. he was yours, and you were his.

this time i gotta know, where did my daddy go? i'm not entirely here, half of me has disappeared

fast forward to the current situation, the two of you met each other’s tearful gazes and he can’t help but inch forward to kiss you.

“please let me be yours,” he pleaded in between kisses. “you always have been, kook,” the kisses became fiercer, and your bodies moulded together as you melt into each other.

“i love you so fucking much, i don’t want it to be like this anymore.” he was determined this time to show you he was going to commit. you knew it was hard for him, considering he grew up idolising his dad and the love his dad showed his mother, until one day he came home and saw her crying for the first time – his dad no where to be seen, just a single ‘i’m sorry’ carved into a torn up paper, held down by a paperweight made from several books. that was the last memory he had of him.

that was the first time jungkook felt what heartbreak was and he never recovered from it. that was the first time he feared loving someone and being loved. he never wanted to feel what his mother felt, and feared the ability to hurt someone like how his dad did.

go ahead and cry, little boy, you know that your daddy did too, you know what your mama went through, you gotta let it out soon, just let it out

“show me how much you love me jungkook, right here,” the balcony was dark, the view in front of you only showed the city street lights. there was barely  anyone at this hour, not to mention you lived in the 10th floor. “i’ll show you baby, fuck i’ll show you everything.” his fingers grazed down to your uncovered folds, which was already dripping in essence. the two of you were insatiable when the chance arose and this time was no exception.

he played with your clit, rubbing in slow and fast motions. you instinctively spread out your legs and he inserted two fingers in, lips still attached to yours. “fuck, so fucking good,” you moaned and his boxers started to feel tight.

“sit on me baby,” he lowered his boxers a little, spread his thighs further on your rattan armchair and took out his hard cock. you faced him this time, eagerly sliding into him with ease, and started to bounce on him. “that’s right baby girl, show everyone who you belong to, who’s the only one that makes you feel this good.”

you stifled your moans by hiding your face in the crook of his neck, your arms wrapped out him as you continued to bounce on him. he left wet kisses on your shoulders before he started to piston his hips upwards, fucking you just as much you were fucking him. he brought his thumb over to your clit and you felt your orgasm building up. “gonna cum baby,” you whined and jungkook increased his pace. moments later, your walls started to contract from the stimulation as your orgasm washes over you. jungkook unloads into you before kissing your neck.

“i love you so much.” he looks into your eyes. “i want this, please,” his tears pooling in his eyes again, his brown irises shaking behind the liquid barrier. “i want this so much, forever,” the fear slowly escaped his eyes in the form of tear droplets. “forever, always, don’t leave me.” 

go ahead and cry, little girl, nobody does it like you do, i know how much it matters to you, i know that you got daddy issues

“i love you too, so much,” you nodded and mirrored his expressions. “forever and always, together,” and for the first time ever, he felt that spark of reassurance that what you said was true, and he finally let you in. and you found solace in the place you craved for, his heart.

and if you were my little girl, i'd do whatever i could do, i'd run away and hide with you, i know that you got daddy issues, and i do too

if you were my little girl, i'd do whatever i could do, i'd run away and hide with you, i know that you got daddy issues, and i do too

a/n: okay this was sad but good to write

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want more (m) 

summary: after being awaken by the thunderstorm, all you could think about is how jungkook fucked you so good a couple of hours earlier and now all you can think about is how you desperately want him inside you again

word count: 3.9k

genre: smut; established relationship

unspoken (m)

you and Jungkook were not just friends but none of y’all really addressed it so the tension between you two just grew and you played along with it but as things get heated, Jungkook finally finds the need to address the unspoken situationship you two have after feeling like someone might be taking his invisible spot.

word count: 11.1k

genre: smut, friends-to-lovers

keep me company (m) 

your boyfriend is on a business call but he still wants to fuck you and neither of you can resist each other, then one thing leads to another and you’re so sure you’re not gonna be able to walk tomorrow

word count: 2.6k

genre: smut | established relationship 

go ahead and cry (m) (a)  (part 1)

jungkook has commitment issues when it came to love and you are always ready to fall in love. you two want to be loved, and you’re ready to attach yourself but that’s what scares jungkook and he finally confronts all his fears.

word count: 3.6k

genre: smut, angst | friends to lovers au | fratboy!kook x reader

go ahead and cry (m) (part 2)

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want more (m) - jjk

a/n: first of all, this is pure filth - porn with no plot whatsoever. this was a result of raging hormones and DMs saying they want more jjk sexy fics. 

summary: after being awaken by the thunderstorm, all you could think about is how jungkook fucked you so good a couple of hours earlier and now all you can think about is how you desperately want him inside you again 

warnings: minors dni pls this is too much - daddy kink & degradation (double D seems like a jk standard these days), big dick jk (i mean what else), dom jk, sub reader, mild subspace? squirting, praising, body worshipping, pussy-whipped jk, reader loves being filled lmao, spanking, nipple play, rough sex, tongue fucking, clit slapping, overstimulation, fingering, unprotected sex (yeah don’t ever do that), creampie, cum play, cunnilingus, clothed sex? (partially clothed i guess), slight anal play (don’t worry nothing major don’t be scared) (and in case i miss anything out: all other nasty things sheesh) 

word count: 3.9k 

genre: smut and no other; established relationship 

pic credit: lehren

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want more (m) - jjk

a/n: first of all, this is pure filth - porn with no plot whatsoever. this was a result of raging hormones and DMs saying they want more jjk sexy fics. 

summary: after being awaken by the thunderstorm, all you could think about is how jungkook fucked you so good a couple of hours earlier and now all you can think about is how you desperately want him inside you again 

warnings: minors dni pls this is too much - daddy kink & degradation (double D seems like a jk standard these days), big dick jk (i mean what else), dom jk, sub reader, mild subspace? squirting, praising, body worshipping, pussy-whipped jk, reader loves being filled lmao, spanking, nipple play, rough sex, tongue fucking, clit slapping, overstimulation, fingering, unprotected sex (yeah don't ever do that), creampie, cum play, cunnilingus, clothed sex? (partially clothed i guess), slight anal play (don’t worry nothing major don’t be scared) (and in case i miss anything out: all other nasty things sheesh) 

word count: 3.9k 

genre: smut and no other; established relationship 

pic credit: lehren

Dressed in one of Jungkook’s t-shirts and a black lacy thong, and him just clad in his boxers, the two of you were sound sleep with your back pressed against his chest and his arm around you. It was about 1am in the morning and the rain outside was pretty heavy. It seemed like it probably started raining a while ago considering it was pouring. The skies roared from time to time, and the sound of the rain was therapeutic enough to lull anyone to sleep. A sudden loud roar of thunder jolted you awake from your slumber suddenly, making you panic for a millisecond before realising it was just nature’s alarm in this ungodly hour. You pressed your head back into your silk pillow and shifted deeper into the blanket, trying to seep into much warmth as possible.

The shift in your body caused Jungkook to shift with you, pulling you closer to his chest with a groan. His arms slithered from your waist to your thigh and his palms found comfort on the side of your thigh as you shifted your leg into an L shape. His lips were nestled in the crook of your neck and in a mere seconds you hear faint snoring coming from Jungkook.

All of a sudden, the sound of the rain and the few seconds of moving made you feel conscious about your surroundings and your focus shifted on how Jungkook’s big hand was on your thigh, close to your exposed ass.

Memories from few hours ago came flooding through and you remembered just how Jungkook had fucked you into oblivion, making you cum twice on his tongue on the couch before fucking you against the armrest, making you squirt before he blew his load into you. It was a long week for you both as the two of you had been busy with work. Jungkook had a particularly rough day today due to some business deals he had to rush. He was cranky since he woke up so you gave him blowjob before he left for work, which was deeply appreciated by him. When he came home just minutes after you arrived home and showered, you could tell he was still tensed. After dinner, you decided to put on a movie so that the two of you could relax. The two of you managed to sit down to enjoy a movie but needless to say, the movie served more of a background music when the two of you started cuddling, then making out, and one thing led to another and Jungkook needed to fuck his stress out on you. It was only when the moans died down you realised the credits were rolling. Being too tired to move, Jungkook slipped on his boxers and covered your naked form with his shirt and the two of you waddled your way to your shared bedroom. You picked out a fresh underwear to put on and slumber took control of the both of you the moment you both plopped on the bed.  

Biting your lips, you replayed each steamy scene that happened just a couple hours ago, and you soon started to feel yourself getting hot and bothered. The more you tried to shake off the thoughts the more it etches into your brain, and you even replayed every dirty word Jungkook uttered into your ear. You feel your lower region started to ache and you just knew if you were to sneak a touch down there, you’d certainly be wet. All of a sudden, the need to re-enact your previous fucking session seemed to be a necessity and it was all your brain could think of. Every little memory soon branched out into memories from other times the two of you had sex and you found yourself thinking about every possible time that Jungkook has ever fucked you. You were desperate now.

You debated on shaking him awake but thought of a better idea. You ground your hips slowly to see if it would elicit any reaction from him. Although you felt bad for waking him up you were starting to get riled up from the memories and with the way you were glued to his half naked body, it was all you wanted from him. Seeing how he wouldn’t budge and your slick dripping from your core, you brought a hand down and slipped a finger slightly into your folds just to feel how wet you were. The thong you were wearing barely covered up your puffy nether lips, and if anything, it was adding more friction to your centre, and you could feel your essence leaking out from the poor excuse of fabric. As your fingers touched your centre you suppressed a moan from how much wetter you became and you looked back from your shoulder to see Jungkook still sound asleep like a log.

You gave up and decided to take matters into your own hands, literally. You weren’t thinking of getting off, but you were going to just play with yourself enough to stop the ache and tried to divert your attention elsewhere. Seeing how you were stuck in Jungkook’s arms you didn’t want to move much to wake him up either, thinking he must be really exhausted. You brought your middle finger to place it on your clit and rubbed it in a very slow motion before sliding it down to your folds. You slowly inserted the tip of your finger in to feel around your aching pussy lips. Feeling a little frisky, you decided to bring another finger to your folds and inserted both the tip of the fingers in, this time a little deeper to feel a bit of your slick walls. You tried to think of other things, but you couldn’t stop thinking about Jungkook’s big cock. You brought your thumb to your clit to fiddle it, but this caused you to elicit a loud gasp.

“Fuck. Didn’t you have enough earlier?” You heard Jungkook’s low raspy voice behind you. His eyes were still closed but you feel him move his lips from the crook of your neck to the shell of your ear. Unbeknownst to you, even though your movements earlier were slight, it was enough to bring Jungkook out of slumber and no matter how much he tried to concentrate on sleep, he could feel some movement on the lower half of your body, considering how you were basically glued to him.

You halted your movements and silently cursed yourself, feeling embarrassed that he caught you in the act. “Answer me baby,” He croaked, his sleepy voice made his next sentence ten times hotter. “Are you that much of a slut that you had to touch yourself again? Next to me? Just after cumming and squirting all over me hours ago?”

The room was rather dim, not too dark considering the moon light was shining through from the side window. Even so, you’re just lucky he can’t see you blush. “Sorry Kook. I couldn’t help myself.” You hear a low groan from him, one laced with slight annoyance but you could tell that he was slowly foregoing the idea of forcing himself back to sleep. “Fucking slut,” he said directly into your ear and you decided that you could either go to sleep horny or resolve it.

“Need you Kook, please. Need you daddy,” your sentence came out as a messy plea. You pushed your ass back into his crotch and lifted the shirt you were wearing to expose your naked chest. You brought his hand over your boobs, gasping when he began toying with your nipple. You moaned at the touch and used your free hand to pinch the other unattended nipple. You feel him getting harder and you moaned even more, wanting him to be inside of you. “Such a dirty whore for me, aren’t you? Begging to be fucked again even though I fucked you a couple hours ago.”

You rubbed your thighs upon hearing his words, your nether region aching for his touch. “Touch me daddy.” His one hand still pinching your pert nipples, the other hand came down to slip into your thong from the side to touch your folds. You hear him cuss at how wet you were. “Fuck, so fucking wet. The wettest pussy in the world, all mine. Fuck, my perfect girl always so ready for me.” He gathered some of your slick and rubbed your clothed clit and planted wet kisses on your neck, and you became a writhing mess, desperately in need of a release. You bucked your hips, and bit your lips, wanting more. “Kook... fuck, need more.” He lightly slapped your clit before playing with your thong. He loved seeing you in those. You didn’t always wear it but when you did Jungkook felt like a kid who was given some candy. He loved that he could just push it aside and fuck you, especially for quickies and any public escapades. The amount of times he made your wear a skirt just to push your thong aside and finger you in public was more than you could remember. There was even one time where he fucked you against the car at 4am after a drunken night out, thankfully there was no one around, the sorry excuse of fabric made your pussy so accessible for him and he loved that. And most important of all he loved how you ass looks so good in them – it was functional enough to serve as underwear, but he loved that your round ass - his favourite asset of yours - was bare, your front was covered enough but your puffy pussy lips peeking from the bottom so ready for taking. He pulled your front of your thong higher against your clit, and you moaned at the friction. “You’re such a desperate cumslut for me, aren’t you? Dirty girl begging to be filled.”

“Want your cock daddy please” You spread your legs slightly for him, feeling yourself getting wetter by the second. Perhaps it’s the mix of tiredness and sleepiness as well, you just really needed to feel him fast.

“I should be punishing you for touching yourself in the first place. What makes you think you deserve to cum?” He halted his movements and licked a long stripe across the side of your neck. You whined desperately for him. “No daddy please I’m so wet all you need to do is just put your cock in, I’m ready.” Something about hearing you wanting him to fuck you so badly inflated his ego and the size of his boner. Feeling the constrictions of his boxers he slipped them off, grinding his erection against your ass. “Oh yes daddy fuck, put it in me.” You pressed your ass closer to his dick, slick from your pussy running down to slightly coat the tip. You bring your hand to the back hold his head for support.

“Want me inside you pretty girl?” He slides his dick up and down your folds. He continues massaging your breasts and teases your nipples with one hand and forms a V shape with his fingers from the other hand to spread your pussy lips, teasing your hole with the tip of his angry cock. You were drunk on the ecstasy of his precum mixing with your slick and his tip hitting your clit lightly. Jungkook contemplated whether to just slip his dick in and fuck you rough like this or take his time torturing you by cockwarming and making you rub yourself out. 

“Your fingers, tongue or cock, anything please just fill my hole,” you begged and Jungkook groaned because he could never say no to the perfect goddess you are. “Fuck baby girl I’ll give it to you.” He rubbed your clit a little bit more and licked his fingers, groaning at the taste of you. His cock was aching but he was addicted to the the taste of you. “Shit baby, need to taste you, you’re leaking so much. Wanna tongue fuck you first.” Hearing that, you eagerly spread your legs and pushed your thighs even further. “Fuck me please, want your tongue inside.” He got up instantly and brought his face to your entrance.

He loved seeing you so desperate and dumbed out for him. “Such a good girl for daddy. Daddy’s gonna give you what you want princess.”  He caressed your folds with two of his fingers and spread them apart. You clenched when you feel the cold air hit your bare and open pussy, hole throbbing and waiting for his hot tongue. Jungkook eyed your pussy with hungry eyes, always fascinated with how your body reacts to him. He proceeded to slowly push his tongue into your opened folds. You filled the room with loud pornographic moans and pushed your legs wider than it was before, Jungkook spread your lips further before pushing his tongue inside your pussy and swirling it in a consistent motion, slurping your essence like a starved man. Your lewd screams battled the loud pattering of the rain, and you grew wetter. Your took off the shirt you were wearing then arched your back and toyed your nipples as slurping noises continued to fill the room. “Yeah just like that, oh my god!”

“Fuck baby girl how are you growing so wet I didn’t even play with your clit.” He deliberately avoided your clit so that he wouldn’t overstimulate you. He wanted to make you feel good but edge you enough, he loved seeing you beg for him. He wanted you to be all subbed out for him.

“Your tongue feels so good inside my pussy daddy. Need you inside.” He could sense you were feeling extra sensitive today seeing how you squirted a lot earlier. He plunged two fingers inside without warning, replacing his long tongue. You gasped at the sudden fullness. “Yes yes yes daddy so good!” He drew kitten licks on your clit and you elicited a high pitched moan. You tried to close your legs, but he pushed it apart. “Nuh uh baby girl, you were so desperate to be fucked weren’t you? So take it like a big girl.” He shifted his body up to lick your perky nipples and continued to assault your pussy with his fingers. Your fingers found his hair and tugged on it while bucking your hips. “Put another finger in daddy.” You whined and Jungkook lifts his mouth from your nipple before swirling his tongue around it. “Such a fucking greedy slut I have here.”

Instead of complying, he withdrew his fingers, and you felt your pussy clench around nothing. “No no please, need you inside.” He brought his fingers up and you hungrily sucked his fingers, even to the extent of going deeper, moaning and gagging, staring at him with tearful, lustful eyes. You brought another finger of his into your mouth, hoping he would give you what you want. Your were grinding your bare pussy in the air, legs alternating betweem spreading wide and clenching shut due to the ache. Your wetness was leaking out and staining the sheets. Jungkook smirked at the sight of his independent girlfriend being such a dumbed-out slut for him. He loved the duality you have. You were a strong, independent, and capable woman who carried yourself well. But in the sheets, you were his baby girl, his little whore. He knew what to do just to get you desperate for him. Despite being the dominant one, he was eager to please you in every way he can, showing you that he can give you what you want, whenever and however you want. He loved that he was able to have that effect on you. And with that, you were always so good to him.

“Fucked you so many times tonight and my princess wants more doesn’t she? Just had to be a slut and touch herself? Woke daddy up and can’t even get a shut eye after a long day and fucking you senseless. What a fucking brat.” Slapping your boob, he slightly pinches your nipples as you continue gagging on his fingers, moving your tongue as if it were his dick. His other hand caresses your outer thigh softly. He edged you so many times in the last possibly 30 minutes this has been going on and he wasn’t going to torture you any longer. “My perfect goddess. Best pussy in the world. You know I can’t say no to you don’t you? You know you have the best cunt and you use it against me, ain’t that right baby doll?”

You rubbed your thighs together when you feel your wetness overflowing, sticking to your thighs. The earlier memories of you squirting and him filling your pussy with his cum flooded your thoughts again and you so desperately want that feeling again. You were sore but you loved the pleasure. Jungkook lifted his fingers from your mouth and slapped your clit three times, hinting for you to spread your legs wide. He inserted all three inside you and you moaned at the fullness, loving how you stretched out you were for him. He went in with a slow pace and curved his fingers to hit your spot. You looked down at the veins of his strong hands. Then you saw his hard bare cock and all of a sudden his fingers weren’t enough.

“Daddy please fuck me…” Jungkook’s dick was already soaked with precum and he needed to be inside you as well. He took out his fingers and aligned his cock against your entrance. Before he could enter you hurriedly said “Wait!” and he looked at you confused. “Want you to fuck me from behind.” He smirked at your words and you turned around arching your back and lifted your ass against him. He pushed aside the thong and he slipped in easily with how wet you were and you both moaned out loud when he bottomed out inside you. Usually he would need to prep you to adjust to his size but this time you sucked him in so easily. “Fucking tight pussy. Don’t get how you can still be so tight after being fucked so many times.”

“Daddy you’re so big…” You moaned in ecstasy. You clenched around him as he pounded mercilessly into you. “Yes yes harder daddy!” Jungkook spanked your ass roughly a few times and you got embarrassingly wetter, slick coating the outer parts of your pussy and leaking to your thighs. “More daddy, want more...” With no shame you arched your ass higher and his palms find your ass cheeks again with harsh slaps. The sting on your ass hurt in a good way and you swore you would be able to see red handprints on them tomorrow. Your unattended puckering hole came into view and Jungkook looks at it with dark eyes. Even though the two of you never ventured into that he couldn’t help but ghost his thumb across it. Your breath hitch at his touch on the foreign region. “Not gonna do anything you don’t want babe.” No matter how horny Jungkook was he always prioritised your comfort. You bit your lips as he continued rubbing your hole from the outside, careful not to slip his finger in. “Keep doing that daddy”, you whined. “Fuck, you’re perfect.” He continued toying your hole and you loved the extra stimulation. 

"Gonna let me fuck all your holes the next time baby? Let me play with you however I want?" Jungkook chides while rubbing your hole, the thought of you letting him do whatever he wants to you shoots straight to his cock, his tip hitting your sweet spot over and over again.

"Anything you want daddy," and to make it worse you're always so pliant to him. "...'m yours to use daddy." With how good he's hitting you from the back you might use honour that invitation the next time.

"Oh my pretty pretty sweet princess, so good to me," he lets out a dark chuckle. "Gonna fuck your ass next time baby girl".

Seeing you slumped forward, Jungkook wrapped his hands around your throat and made you arch your back against his chest. Jungkook started out rough and fast the moment he entered you and gave you no time to accommodate his speed but that was how he wanted you. “Perfect pussy. My pussy.” He sucked a spot on your neck and brought his hand down to play with your clothed clit, fingers alternating between rubbing in fast motions and pulling the fabric against it. “Come on baby, cum for me. Wanna hear you scream. Wanna see you cry for my cock.” The overstimulation heightened and you feel your orgasm approaching. “Gonna cum daddy!” Just seconds after, you let out a scream and a string of yes’s then slumped down onto the sheets, sobbing from insane pleasure from your first orgasm.. Jungkook continued his pace and instead of letting you ride out your orgasm he increased his pace and fucked you rougher and your tears continued coming out. “Come on baby I know you got more you slut. That’s right, that’s my good girl.” Your pussy grew wetter than before upon hearing his words and you continued clenching around him. Your pussy was sensitive, but this meant it was easy for you to cum again. “Nghh don’t stop! Harder daddy!” Jungkook held your hips in place and hit you deeper and harder than before. “I’m close daddy!” Jungkook lets out a scoff, mocking you, “Already? So fucking easy aren’t you? What a whore. Cum then.” You came for the second time around his cock and Jungkook could feel you cream his cock.

Feeling Jungkook still moving inside you, you felt oversensitive and writhe in his grasp, only to have him snap his hips against your ass, “I’m not done with you princess. You’re gonna let me fucking use you however I want. That’s for waking me up.” Even though you felt tears escaping the brim of your eyes, you loved this. You loved it when he used you as his fucktoy. A relationship with Jungkook was a dream. He treated you like a queen everyday and fucked you like a rag doll.

“Come on baby, stay still for a while more.” He altered his pace to let you get past the sensitivity, and when he hears you moaning again he quickens his pace. “Gonna cum so hard princess.” You pushed your ass back against him, eager to chase another orgasm of your own because you’re that spoilt. “Oh yes fuck, princess.” You bring your fingers down to rub your clit fast and with how soaked you were you knew you were not going to last long. Still reeling from your earlier orgasm, your next one hits you like a truck as you feel a gush of liquid leaking from your hole. Jungkook notices this and pulls his dick out, chest beaming with pride as he sees a string of liquid gush out. “Fuck yes baby you squirted again! So fucking sexy. You’re the hottest thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on.”

Drunk on his own high, he plunges his dick back into you hard. You were extremely sensitive but you always wanted more when it came to Jungkook and he never lets you settle for less. “Nghh cum inside me daddy! Please fill me up!” You whined as you were so eager to please him, wanting him to praise you further. Jungkook was never picky about where he came but he liked it messy, always switching between cumming inside your mouth, on your tits, on your ass and his favourite was always cumming inside you, and you knew that. It was also your favourite too, loving the way his hot cum coats your walls as he marks you with his load. “Always my cum dump aren’t you? My perfect cockslut.” He smirks before shooting his load inside you, warm spurts filling your to the brim as he slowly draws it out to coat your pussy lips with the remnants. His orgasm ripples through as he rides out his high. He plants soft kisses on the side of your head as he slowly takes his dick out and sees a string of his cum leaking out of you. You fall on your back and steady your breathing before perching yourself up with your elbows. You looked at Jungkook’s fucked out expression, glowing even though the room was dim, the outline of his abs prominent and tattoo sleeve making him look ten times hotter. His heavy breathing and sweat just made him look absolutely delicious. Fuck, why do you always want more?

You looked down in between your legs and bit your lips. You take off your soaked thong and Jungkook stares at you with hooded eyes and brushes his hair back. You slowly widen your legs and see Jungkook’s confused expression - actually, it was more of an astonished one. “Push it back in?” You say innocently. He sees the way your pussy throbs and clenches and some of his cum leaking out. Your pussy was puffed up and your clit so swollen. He chuckles at this and you pout. “You always do daddy.” His eyes grow darker when you spread your lips for him, staring at the white liquid with pride and possessiveness. He kisses you fervently and brings his fingers to push his cum back in. “Love it when you fill me up. Want your cum.” You moaned against his lips in satisfaction. “Love filling you up baby girl.” He slowly pumps his fingers in and out and as soon as he hears your breath hitch and a high pitch whine escaping your lips, he quickens his pace and brings his tongue down to suck your sensitive clit. You bit your lips as you relish the feeling. “Daddy you always make me feel so so good.” He hums, vibrations sending waves to your body as he continues to suck harder, eyes looking up to see your fucked out expression. It wasn’t new but he loved seeing it every time. Your nipples were perky and breast glowing with sweat. “Play with your tits for me baby, tug those nipples.” You do as you’re told and he brings out his fingers to gather any cum that slipped out to push it back in with his middle and ring finger. “My dirty, dirty girl.” He chimes before licking your clit fast. “Cum for daddy again baby girl. I wanna feel you soak my fingers again.” 

“Fuck the bed is soaked.” He says as a matter of fact. “And so is the living room couch,” he says to himself. He looks around and then carries you in his arms to bring you to the couch at the opposite of your bed. It was small but wide enough to accommodate you two. “Come on baby let’s sleep. Don’t think so you’re gonna need more orgasms tonight, do you?” He chuckles and kisses your forehead before setting the both of you down. He rubbed the redness of your ass and cupped your pussy to massage away the soreness before bringing both hands to wrap around your worn out frame. You snuggle into his chest as he brings a blanket over your naked bodies. “Can’t guarantee that Kook.” You say softly before dozing off. Jungkook hums, internally laughing your remark as if he wasn’t planning on fucking you again in the morning.

You oblige his command and buck your hips towards his face, feeling his tongue rub circles on your clit and fingers playing with the cum inside you. He brushes against your spot you roll your eyes back “Right there yes daddy! Feels so fucking good! Don’t stop! Fuck, don’t stop!” you breathe out as you cum for the umpteenth time tonight. He taps your clit a few times and you twitch. Seeing this he decides to push your limits one last time, this time purely for his own indulgence.

Just as you began to settle down, you feel him rubbing circled on your clit. "Wha.. sensitive Kook..." He fakes sympathy before rubbing a little faster. "Come on baby one last one for daddy, you wanna make me happy don't you?" Your jaw slacks but you bring yourself to nod your head slowly. He smirks at your reaction and begins to slip his middle finger into your cum-filled pussy again. You bite your lip at the sensitivity, body easily jolting from every touch.

"My little slut, so perfect for me. Can't get enough of this pussy." He skillfully moves his finger in and out of your pussy, touching your g-spot once again, and his thumb rubbing your clit. "Cum for me baby". And you do so for the final time tonight.

“Thank you daddy.” He brings out his cum-stained fingers to your mouth and you lick him dry. “Good girl.” He admires your fucked out state and cum-stained thighs and face before kissing your lips. “I love you so much baby,” he says in between kisses, genuinely in love with you and work stress long gone. Your fingers tangle themselves in his locks, humming in approval. “I love you too Kook, always.”

--

a/n: time to repent my sins

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can bts put on some fucking clothes !!! sheesh this new era is too much with too little clothes .... i might just die when it’s jungkook’s turn 

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unspoken (m) - jjk

Pairing: photographer jk x event planner y/n

a/n: lmao first of all I don’t know shit about planning events I’m sorry but let’s just pretend that this is how things work. also this is my first ever fic be nice y’all. 

Summary: you and Jungkook were not just friends but none of y’all really addressed it so the tension between you two just grew and you played along with it but as things get heated, Jungkook finally finds the need to address the unspoken situationship you two have after feeling like someone might be taking his invisible spot.

Word count: 11.1k (lol I’m sorry)

genre: smut, fluff? friends-to-lovers

Notes/warnings: f2l, mentions of blackpink members, mentions of all other bts members, tattoed jk, pierced jk, big dick jk, clit play, squirting, doggy style, degradation (let’s face it don’t we all secretly love this a little too much), blowjob, possessive jk, jealousy, choking, cunnilingus, daddy kink, hand kink? exhibition kink? unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it guys), cum play? pure filth (I’m sorry I’ll be drowning in my sins now)

 - 

You and Jungkook were never just friends. Not lovers, not acquaintances but stuck in the middle of something complicated and unspoken. Like many unspoken things, there seemed to be this barrier and set of rules you two have made for yourselves even though none of you have explicitly made it so.

Both of you texted every day, called each other almost every day, never saw anyone else apart from each other and never intended to see anyone else. But the thing is, it’s only complicated because you two made it so. It was clear to everyone that you two had feelings for each other without the need to point it out, but whenever you two get asked questions about your relationship status, none of you seemed to put a proper label on it.

The nature of your relationship slash friendship could last for as long as you two wanted it to. In the eyes of those who don’t know, you two are in fact just two single people. For you two, you knew there was something more but chose to be in denial. Call it cowardice, or maybe egoistic but none of you even made the effort to address the overpowering tension between you two. Jungkook and you seemed to let it be and when the overbearing questions come at either of you, you would either steer the question somewhere else or shrug it off.

However, that invisible string that attached you two was soon challenged when Jungkook saw another man take his invisible spot.

-

“Hey Y/N, take a look at this and let me know what you think of it. We need this to be absolutely perfect for the Vante show,” Namjoon says as he passes few pieces of paper to you before taking another stack of files and going through it.

Being an event planner, your job is far from easy. While everyone assumes all that you do is book a place, put up decorations and music, it requires much more intricate details and thorough planning. Despite wanting to quit a few times, you held it in for a few years and soon rose the ranks to call the shots yourself.

As soon as you make it past the first page, Namjoon chimes in as if he remembered something important, “Oh and I forgot to tell you, they’ve decided this morning that they want Jungkook’s company to handle the photography side of things.”

Ears chirping up at the name of your favourite person, you feel a smile creep your lips and your mood instantly became better after knowing that you two will be working together for the event.

“Oh, is that so?” You played it cool. Namjoon looks up from his glasses upon hearing your remark. “Very much so. Taehyung came back with the call just half an hour ago, he saw the portfolios and thought Jungkook’s was the best to capture the whole vibe of the gala.” You never doubted that once. Kim Taehyung is the hottest shit in the art world right now and this event is supposed to be a major leap in his career and to know that Jungkook and his team will be a part of this along with you made you extremely excited.

“Since he’s your boyfriend, do you want to handle that part of the plans? I’m kind of swamped with the caterers and I still have to check up on the guest list… which is driving me insane,” you can see his eyebrows furrow and chest heaving at the thought of the workload.

Boyfriend. That strange yet familiar word that seems to remind you how obvious you two are close to one another, yet you can’t seem to bring yourself to admit that there’s something more to it. What if he is just being super friendly? What if he’s just being flirtatious with no intention? What if you overthought things? In the two years you’ve known each other and the six months these remarks have been thrown at you two, you spent countless times wondering what to make of the two of you, yet you had zero guts to actually address the issue so you just let it be. Some might say you’re just content with your situation-ship but honestly, you’re just scared you’ve misread the whole situation in the first place. To avoid the humiliation and a possible loss of friendship, you’ve erected this invisible barrier when it came to this issue.

“Y/N?” Your head perked up when you heard your name and then remembered his question. “Oh yeah um, actually, how about you let me deal with the guest list and you can handle the photographers. I’ve been going through the list for quite some time anyway.”

As if you’ve said something weird, Namjoon narrows his eyes at you for a millisecond, finding it odd you don’t want to deal with your ‘boyfriend’ but brushed it off thinking you probably don’t want to mix business and your personal life together. Also, he was just glad he could get out of dealing with the most hectic part of plans.

“Okay, I would actually love that. Just make sure you get the RSVPs from the VIP section. Most of them are Taehyung’s friends but some are potential investors so put in extra effort on that.”

The two of you have been hand-in-hand in dealing with this event but Namjoon has been at it longer than you. Despite being your superior, colleague and friend, he’s very open into hearing ideas and is pretty much the coolest superior you can ask for. So, when you got roped in the Vante project and Namjoon made you his right-hand, you were pretty excited for your first major event in your new position.

“Got it boss.” You remarked with a smile, emphasising on the last word. Namjoon chuckled at the use of the name ‘boss’ considering he never insisted on being called that.

Just then you felt your phone vibrate on your desk. Peering over your phone your heart made flips at the sight of “Jungkookie” and excused yourself to attend to your phone outside of your working space.

“Hey Kook,” you chimed as you answered your phone.

“Hey princess. Am I disturbing?” There it is, one of the many nicknames he called you. Though you realised he’s never used it on anyone else, you were still reluctant in drawing any conclusions about his flirting. Rather, you just let yourself immerse in the fun of it all.

“No not at all, I got a few minutes, just taking a break. This Vante stuff is really jamming my brain. Namjoon’s aiming for things to be done by this week. Fingers crossed.”

Unbeknownst to you, Jungkook was smiling stupidly at the other of the phone call, he loved it when you talk about work. Some people may find it weird, but he’d listen to anything that comes out of your mouth. “Oh yeah? Speaking of Vante, Namjoon emailed me then texted me to read the email a second after it was sent –“ you rolled your eyes upon hearing that because that was just typical Namjoon behaviour, always on the clock for everything “- that Taehyung has agreed to my team headlining the photography and videography for the event.” You could hear the happiness in his voice.

“Namjoon literally told me about it 10 minutes ago. Congratulations Kookie! Can’t wait to get this event rolling so we can finally get some rest over it.” You sighed dramatically.

Jungkook lets out a hearty chuckle. “Thank you, princess. We still on for drinks tonight?” As soon as he said that you were reminded about the plans you two made a few days ago with your group of friends.

“Oh yeah sure but I’ll be a little late. Just a little bit, because I need to wrap up some stuff here. See you and the guys there?”

Your recent tardiness to the weekly after-work session at the pub with your friends Hoseok, Jimin, Lisa and Jennie (and Jungkook, of course) became a thing ever since the Vante event planning and instead of pushing back the usual time set, you just decided to inform everyone you’ll show up later than usual, giving them a head start while you make your late entry.

You knew what he was going to say but you always made the same suggestion anyway.

“Nonsense. I’ll pick you up, just text me what time and I’ll come get you babe.” Another nickname that gave you butterflies and at the same time made you nauseous as to whether it ever meant anything.

“Hmm okay just meet me downstairs at 7, I should be done by then.”

After a few giggles and flirting, you ended the call and decided to go back to work. Going through your list of tasks you began working and ticking a number of it off the list. The plan took months to mould and you were glad you’re now left with the menial yet still important tasks. and before you know it you craned your neck up and the clock showed 6.45pm. Deciding you got enough work done for the day you began packing your things and switched off the lights of your office on your way out since Namjoon took his leave earlier to work at home. As you head down the lobby, your eyes lit up at the figure in front of you at the waiting area.

Donning a short sleeve shirt, showcasing his impeccable sleeve tattoo, pants that hug his thighs in ways that kept your eyes glued to them, hair slicked back with a few loose strands over his forehead, you’re just amazed this man even gave you his attention in the first place. Thumb scrolling through his phone, his head perked up with a smile as he notices you coming towards his direction. Damn that lip piercing, you thought, why the fuck is he so hot?

He stands up and tucks his phone into his pocket as he takes two long strides towards you enveloping you in a hug. “Hey you’re early. Have you been waiting for long?” You say as you wrapped an arm around his waist.

“Just 10 minutes, traffic was clear today, so I managed to reach a little early.” Lies. He had to wrap up work fast and leave before the rush hour so that he could see you on time. He probably reached a little too early and decided to plop on the couch in the lobby and even squeezed in a whole episode of Friends.

“Okay, let’s get going.” You smiled as he took your bags and files for you and led you to his car.

- 

“Dude I’m telling you I can’t believe she said that shit,” said an exasperated Lisa, probably with one-two many pints, as she goes on about her shithead of a boss.

“She’s just jealous you’re doing her job better than her,” Hoseok remarks as he sips on his beer. Agreeing with Hoseok, you raised your quarter pint of Guinness before downing it, “I have to say Hoseok’s right about that.”

“I still can’t believe you drink that shit,” says Jimin sipping on his Kronenbourg, gesturing at your dark malty beverage of choice. “It’s an acquired taste, not for the weak ones.” You rolled your eyes at him jokingly, laughter erupting from your friends right after.

With an arm around your chair and the other holding his bottle of beer, Jungkook laughs with you. You never fail to notice the small things he does, the shoulder touches, the arms looping over your chair, the closeness of your face. He laughs at everything you say even when it isn’t that funny, he picks you up and drops you home when he lives on the opposite side of town. Sarcastically you begin to wonder wow does he look like my boyfriend?

“Yah Jungkook, how’s that thing with the Vante project? Any luck?” Jennie inquires, sipping on her gin and tonic, heavy on the gin considering how her firm has been roped into the project last minute as well in terms of advertising.

“Just got the call today from Namjoon, I’m in,” Jungkook says as tugs you closer, raising his glass to cheers with the rest. You feel the closeness once again and perhaps it’s because you’re on your third pint with the lack of dinner, you’re a little tipsy and you honestly just want to drown in his cologne and do unspeakable things to your boyfriend who isn’t your boyfriend.

The night goes by as usual, with the rest of you talking about work, gossip, laughing about memories that pop up, and Jungkook occasionally leaning in to press his cheek on your temple. He noticed how you were rubbing your arms and pulled you in closer, urging you to lean in so that he could transfer some of his body heat to you. And you still wonder why people think he’s your boyfriend? Might as well send out wedding invitations already. 

Sensing your insides are turning too much due to the proximity between your bodies, you excuse yourself to go to the washroom. Looking at your own reflection, you sigh at the thought of you not meaning anything to Jungkook and that this was all just some sick act you have engrossed yourself in for far too long. Call yourself pessimistic or perhaps just insecure, you somehow never inclined to the possibility of Jungkook actually liking you like that. One may call you stupid for thinking like that despite the blatant boyfriend-like gestures Jungkook’s been doing but hey, better to not have expectations so that you won’t be disappointed am I right?

Tossing the paper towel into the trash can, you opened the door intending to head out but gasped at the sight of the tattooed boy in front of you. “Jesus, Kook, you scared me.” You tried to laugh it off, but Jungkook seemed a little nervous for some reason.

“Sorry about that, just checking up on you.” You quirked an eyebrow, all you did was went to the washroom. Jungkook sensed that you were itching for him to say more so he came a little closer to you. “It’s getting late, the girls suggested you stay over with me.”

You opened your mouth, but nothing came out. The girls suggested – okay you thought, maybe he’s just following through with the concerns of Lisa and Jennie. I mean, the first time you stayed over Jungkook’s was after an event near his place, per his impromptu suggestion considering it was 2am and that it made no sense for you to travel home alone. You completely knocked out after 10 minutes of laying on his bed and he slept next to you, no arms around you or anything, just too chickened out to trespass your invisible barrier.

“Oh okay. Yeah that sounds great, your house is closer anyway and it’s – “, looking at your watch you’re shocked to see the time. “- oh my god it’s 12am already?” You swore you felt like you just got here. The late nights at work have really taken a toll on you.

Chuckling, Jungkook loops his hand around your waist and walks you back to the table. “Yeah, it’s late, just come back to mine babe, it’s a Friday anyway, I’ll send you back home tomorrow if you want.” There it is again with the ‘if you want’. You have heard that way too many times and you have started to think that he has no intention of taking it further. No of course I don’t want to fucking go home if you gave me the choice, you thought. Instead of saying what you wanted, you just went with “Sounds good.”

-

After bidding goodbye to your friends, who knowingly created the sleepover situation for you both because the both of you are just losers, you went your separate ways and you followed Jungkook to his car. The ride to his place was quiet but also loud. Quiet in that you two barely engaged in any conversation but listened to the soft R&B tunes playing over the speaker, loud in the sense that your heart was beating so fast at the thought of spending the night.

In just 20 minutes, you two reached Jungkook’s apartment and once again, you feel the invisible barrier between you two starting to break. Will tonight be the night it breaks? Or will you two cowards waste another opportunity to address the elephant in the room again?

The journey to his apartment was short and as you enter his apartment, you’re happy to see the familiar sight of his place. Minimalistic yet full of details that said ‘Jungkook’, the random photos on the wall, probably from a recent shoot, dumbbells over by the couch, he was probably watching something and lifting as usual, unfolded clothes at the armchair, he probably took in the laundry yesterday and was too lazy to sort them out.

The sound of his keys hit the wooden countertop in his foyer, bringing your attention back to him. “You know where everything is, just make yourself comfortable and you can pick out anything you want from my closet. Once you’ve showered, I’ll just put your clothes in the washing machine and you can wear them tomorrow,” says Jungkook as he dropped your files and bag at the dining table. You nodded at him with a smile and went towards his room over to the attached bathroom.

“Oh, and I got you this,” he handed you a makeup remover, a generic brand but does the work, and a moisturiser. “The last time you were here you woke up talking about how you can’t believe you slept with your makeup on, so I got you this,” he casually says as you stared at him dumbfounded.

How the fuck does one just do stuff like this and expect you to not pounce on him and ask him to be your boyfriend? You held back the thoughts in your head and gave him a hug, thanking him for the sweet gesture. But honestly you just wanted to cry tears of joy knowing someone went out of his way to do something like this for you and also cry tears of sadness because he’s not your actual boyfriend. Who cares right? Just bask in the moment while you can.

After the both of you washed up, Jungkook welcomed you to his bed and enveloped his arms around you. Well that’s some progress, he thought, compared to the last time he didn’t even get to hug you. He smiled at your choice of attire, a black tee of his and boxers. Then his mind went elsewhere as he scanned your legs, he knew for a fact you weren’t wearing underwear and a bra considering he put it in the laundry. His hand around your waist itched to go lower but he restrained himself.

With his arms around you, your heart started to beat really fast. Both of you seemed to do things that friends don’t usually do yet never took it fully up a notch. The ambiguity surrounding your feelings made the barrier bigger and both of you had no idea what the other truly felt. You two were willing to play along with the idea of being more than friends so there was no explanation as to why the two of you remained the cowards you two were. Jungkook basked in the scent of you, liking the way you smelled just like his shower gel, his face wash – just like you were his. There were so many things Jungkook wanted to do with you and for you but you were too oblivious to notice the heart eyes he has whenever he was around you and he was too scared to do something in case you didn't want him to. You being in his arms, on his bed, just felt too domestic and Jungkook never wanted this night to end. 

He never failed to notice the way your friends tried to constantly loop you two together or created opportunities for you two to be alone. He wasn’t dumb, he could see through their intentions like how Hoseok and Jimin seemed to assign unspoken designated seats next to Lisa and Jennie, leaving you two to always sit next to each other, or the time that Hoseok casually told Jungkook to bring you as a date to his company event, or how Jimin didn’t stop anyone from referring to you as Jungkook’s girlfriend the entire night you two joined him at a family event. The most recent one was tonight, where Lisa and Jennie casually exaggerated how it was dangerous for girls to head home alone at a time like this, the fact that your house was rather far and you did not have a car. After dragging the topic for a bit, Lisa casually nudged Jungkook and practically commanded that he let you stay over at his place tonight, the reason being their places were too ‘messy’. Assuming his friends were just playing Cupid, he decided to indulge in Lisa's idea, mostly because the idea of you being alone with him in the comfort of his own place was far too tempting to resist.

As Jungkook brought you closer to his chest, you put your arm over his torso and Jungkook took that as a sign to test the waters. He hovered his lips over your head, and the fingers that were on your waist started to caress your side. He planted a kiss on top of your head, secretly rejoicing within for making that first tiny step yet terrified that you might not want it. He felt you stiffen against his hold, then felt you relax in his arms again. He decided to take your reaction positively and continued to pepper kisses on your head.

“What are you doing?” He broke off from his trance and looked down to see you facing him, eyes boring into his with a hint of something which he can’t seem to place. “I’m sorry, do you not like it?” He was ready to set himself on fire, book a flight to some obscure part of the world and change his name because at the very moment, if he read you wrong then he is as good as dead.

“No… I...” You see a frown on his face, his eyes starting to widen, and you sat up this time to properly face him. “I mean, I do… I like it.” Oh fuck my life, you thought. Why can’t just say what I want?

Just then, you see an unreadable expression form on his face. Before you could say anything, his lips crashed on yours and your eyes widen in shock. His arms snake around your waist to bring you closer and you relax in his touch and kissed him back just as passionately.

The kiss was anything but gentle, Jungkook kissed you like a starved man and his arms were tight around you, almost fearing you might go away. Fuck it, he thought. He was not going to pretend that neither of you wanted this. Your arms find its way to his neck and you shifted to straddle him, with your legs each side of his thick thighs. Jungkook moaned at the new position and his tongue found its way into the cavern of your mouth, darting in with a groan. You moaned at the way his tongue touches yours and you began to grind your hips against him. Feeling a bulge forming, a wonton moan escapes your mouth and Jungkook cups your ass and brings your centre closer to his.

Breaking off the kiss to catch your breaths, you and Jungkook stare at each other, foreheads connected and chest heaving. None of you could find the right words to say, but you knew there was some explaining to do. The barrier you two have built was now crumbling and it was time to face reality.

Or so you thought.

“I’m sorry, Y/N.” Your body stiffens at the sentence and the use of your first name. You wanted to die. All you could do was prepare for the humiliation you were about to face. Your arms began to untangle from his neck, but Jungkook held you tighter. “No it’s just, I really want you.”

Oh. You looked at him confused, not knowing why he felt the need to clarify it when it was so obvious you wanted him too. “It’s just that I won’t hold back once you let me.”

You feel your pussy clench at his words. You were pretty sure there was a damp spot on the boxers you were wearing now. “What if I don’t want you to hold back?” You bit your lip as you placed your palms on his broad chest, slowly moving it up to the base of his neck.

“I mean it, princess.” His voice was low, and his gaze was full of lust. You stared at those dark brown orbs and leaned in, your lips teasing his, “And I mean it Kook. Don’t hold back.” You emphasised the last three words and that was all it took for Jungkook to flip you over and crash his lips onto yours once again. You moaned into the kiss once more, this time completely drowned in the roughness. Teeth clashing, tongues touching, you arch your back to feel more of him.

Jungkook growled and left a trail of wet kisses down the side of your neck before sucking on spot right near your collarbone. He traced his fingers down your (his) shirt and tugged it upwards to reveal your bare chest. He cupped your tits and sucked on your left nipple while his fingers toyed with the other. You tried to lift your knee to touch his bulge, but he pinned both your legs down harshly. “I’m having it my way today. I want to make you feel good baby girl.” He was not letting months of sexual tension go to waste. He's spent countless times jerking off to the thought of you, wondering what your body would taste like, the skimpy bikinis you wore on vacations left little to his imagination and the way you moved your hips on the dance floor carved a definite memory in his brain.

You feel a gush of wetness in between your legs at his words, liking the way he was behaving right now. He was still the sweet Jungkook you knew but you could tell that he’s going to be anything but sweet tonight. He wanted to wreck you in every way possible but tried his best to not go overboard.

Jungkook continued to suck on your nipples while his hand slips into your (his) boxers, he groaned at how wet you were. “Fuck princess, you’re already so wet and I barely did anything.”

He circled his finger around your clit, eliciting moans from you. You sounded like a fucking pornstar right now but he didn’t care. All he wanted was to make you cum. His lips went upwards to your neck and continued to suck your sweet spot. You knew that was going to bruise but you had the weekend off anyway. You whined as he stopped his actions to pull down the boxers, revealing your glistening pussy. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful baby.” He lapped on your entrance all the way up to your clit and sucked on it, causing you to jerk your body upwards. He spread your thighs apart and insert one finger in. You brought your hands up to palm your tits, pinching your nipples and Jungkook swore he could have nutted at the sight of you so desperate for him.

“That’s right baby girl. Touch those pretty tits for me.”

“More... Kook.” You whined. Jungkook inserted another finger and brought his thumb to circle your clit. “Such a fucking slut. You like that baby? Like it when my fingers are deep inside you?”

You nodded embarrassingly fast. “Yeah baby? Then you’re gonna love it when I stuff you with my cock.” He kept increasing the speed and you felt yourself reaching your high. “Kook, I’m gonna…”

“Let go for me baby, need you soaking wet to take my cock.” At the sight of you pinching your nipples, and Jungkook’s fingers fucking you, he decided to replace his thumb on your clit with his tongue. The combination of his fingers and his tongue was so good you could almost see stars. You felt a knot building in your lower half and Jungkook could feel you clenching around his fingers. As if you weren’t sensitive enough, Jungkook inserted a third finger and moved even faster than before. His sucked harsher on your clit and drew kitten licks on it.

“Oh my god don’t fucking stop!” You half-screamed and as if on cue, you feel your orgasm flowing through and as Jungkook pulls out his fingers, still giving kitten licks on your clit, you felt your orgasm gushing out uncontrollably. Jungkook switches his tongue with his thumb and slowly draws circles on your clit, letting you ride out your orgasm.

Seeing your body slumped on the sheets, he continued to slowly rub your clit until you started twitching. Your eyes finally opened after what seemed like minutes, staring at Jungkook with half-lidded eyes. “Holy shit. You fucking squirted all over me, princess.” Jungkook’s eyebrows furrowed and you can see the gaze in his eyes visibly darken. He took off his shirt and you made no effort to conceal the way you were staring at how much buffer he had gotten since the last time you ever saw him shirtless. The outline of his chest and abs, tattoos and the way his biceps flexed was almost unreal.

“I need you now baby.” He took off his boxers and your eyes widen at the sight before you. He was huge and thick. You almost salivated at the sight of what you knew was going to tear you apart. He palmed his dick and slowly pumped it. “Get on all fours baby.” You obeyed his command and you feel the tip of his dick at your entrance. Still sensitive from your intense orgasm, you whimpered when he entered your folds. “What baby? Don’t tell me you can’t take it?” He said, mocking you and the sounds you were making. “I’m going to ruin you princess.” He slowly pushed his length inside of you and you held your breath, trying to get used to his size. Once he was fully in, you adjusted yourself and told him to move.

Jungkook started to move, and he groaned at every thrust. “Fuck! Baby girl, you’re so tight.” He started to pick up speed and you feel yourself slumping deeper into the bed. Jungkook grabbed you by the neck and you arched your back towards him. You feel his palms at your throat and that made you even wetter and this didn’t go unnoticed by Jungkook. You loved the way he was manhandling you. “Oh what a fucking slut. You’re fucking made for me baby.” Jungkook said with every thrust. He started to pound harder and you feel him hit your spot in every possible way.

“Oh my god, right there! Right there… Kook!” You moaned in ecstasy at the way he was pounding inside you. He let go of your throat and his fingers came down to rub your clit while his other hand gripped your hips hard. You were sure that spot was going to bruise as well tomorrow.

“Fuck baby girl you’re so… fucking …” His words slurred as his hips snapped into yours and you felt his balls hitting against your pussy. Your walls clenched around him as you feel another orgasm approaching. “Kook I’m gonna cum again…”

“Fucking cum for me baby,” his fingers rubbed your clit faster and in a matter of seconds you clenched his dick real hard and your body fell into the sheets. Jungkook feels you gushing around his dick and growled. He wasn't going to last much longer.

“Where do you want me to cum baby?”

“Cum inside my mouth,” you pleaded and a string of curses leave Jungkook’s mouth. “Fuck you’re unreal.” You feel him slipping out of you and you turn around on all fours to face him. He pumps his dick and you take him in your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip repeatedly. Soon you feel the hot spurts of liquid coat your mouth as Jungkook slowly thrusts your mouth to unload the rest. Once he’s done he pulls out of your mouth and he could swear he felt his dick twitch at the sight of you swallowing his cum.

“Fuck, you’re such a good girl.” He brings you in for a kiss and you two lay down to catch your breath.

Now that you two have broken the invisible barrier between you two, letting all sexual tensions break loose. You felt relieved that it happened but before you could speak you felt Jungkook leave your side to go to the bathroom. He came back with a washcloth and wiped the mess in between your legs. You winced at the contact, still sensitive from your high. “Come on babe, let’s go shower.” Before you could reply he hoisted you up and you giggled like a schoolgirl, loving the treatment you were getting.

The night went by better than you could have imagined, as you two lay on the newly-changed sheets, basking in each other’s scents and entertaining each other with sweet nothings. You two decided to just leave things unspoken, none of you addressing the new state of your relationship. After a few giggles and kisses, you two managed to squeeze in a few hours of deep sleep, with you in his arms this time.

The rest of the weekend seemed pretty normal, except for the morning after when Jungkook fucked you on the kitchen countertop and you sucking him off in the car ride home because you two just could not keep your hands off one another. It was like you two were making up for the months of teasing and sexual desire. He was reluctant to bid you goodbye once you reached home, clearly wanting to spend more time with you and just be in proximity with you all the time. You two parted after what seemed like half an hour of kisses and hand-holding.

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With the week rolling by rather quickly, the Vante project was setting off to a good start. After countless sleepless nights and self-isolation, you managed to get everything done as planned. Despite not seeing Jungkook for a whole week, considering the busy schedule you two had for this upcoming event, you smiled knowing that everything was worth it as you two got to see each other and celebrate each other’s success at the night of the gala.

As the night of the gala approaches, you were more than excited to see your favourite person, whom you still weren’t even sure was your boyfriend or not, but you were determined to set the bar tonight now that there were no distractions. The red silk gown you wore hugged your body in all the right places, and the slit on the side showed just the right amount of your long legs. Cream silk gloves adorned your hands up to your elbows, secured with some statement gold jewellery. Your hair was tucked to one side in old Hollywood waves and heaps amount of hairspray. You make up was anything but simple considering the extravagant nature of the event. Taehyung never settles for less, just like in his art. This exhibition slash show could just be the Met Gala if you wanted it to be.

Arriving at the event earlier than the guests, you see Namjoon at the corner of the stage, speaking to the man of the night himself. Namjoon sported a black tuxedo with gold details, whereas Taehyung opted for a statement piece with hues of blue, beige and pattern. “Hey guys!” You walked over to the two as your lips, stained in Dior Rouge, etched into a smile, completely satisfied with how the plans turned out.

“Hey Y/N.” Namjoon gave you a friendly hug while Taehyung opted to kiss the back of your hand. “You look ravishing tonight Y/N. Not that you don’t in any other day.” Classic Taehyung, over the top with his compliments. “I have to say I can’t thank you guys enough for making my visions come true. This gala looks amazing, and I can’t wait for the night to get started.”

After exchanging a few words, you excused yourself to find your friend Jennie, who was at the front of the building, brushing up on the final touches with the posters. You squealed as you see your best friend, in a black gown with tweed details and a headband above her head, looking very much like a Chanel doll. “Jen!” Her face lights up upon hearing you and you see her waddling her way towards you. “Oh my god you look fucking hot!” She eyes you up and down. “Jungkook’s gonna get a heart attack.”

You blushed at the utterance of his name. Lisa and Jennie knew that you had feelings for Jungkook and while your friends never made it awkward for you two by putting your situationship under the spotlight, their efforts in breaking that barrier for you two were anything but subtle. “Speaking of Jungkook, have you seen him yet?” You inquired and Jennie looks around, “I think he should be setting up. He didn’t reply to the group chat so I’m guessing he must be preoccupied.” You nodded in agreement, yet your heart pounded at the thought of him already being in the same building as you.

Before you could make your way to find Jungkook, Namjoon pings you to go to the front, monitoring the reception to keep an eye on Taehyung’s VIP guests. You scurried your way to the giant entrance to greet the incoming guests. As the minutes go by, the place was starting to get filled up with a lot of guests, many who were art enthusiasts, some were friends of Taehyung, some were businessmen, and some were artists themselves hoping to meet the main man tonight.

About half an hour in, you see your friends Jimin, Hoseok and Lisa roll up, donning outfits that fit the gaudy vibe of the gala. You gave them each a hug as they congratulated you on the spectacular decoration and turnout of what would be the event of the year. “Champagne’s on the side! Go ham, we didn’t skimp on the budget. I’ll catch up with you guys in a bit,” you remarked as you ushered them in.

About 15 minutes later, you ticked off the last couple of guests for the evening and sighed in relief as everyone that was invited made it to the event tonight. Putting down the list, you were ready to go back in before you were surprised by a familiar voice.

“Look here, beautiful,” you turned around and smiled at the camera pointing towards you. As the sound of the camera goes off, you lunged forward to hug the one person you were waiting to see tonight. “You sure you’re not one of the pieces of art tonight?” He raised his eyebrow as he eyes you up and down, eyes on your legs a little longer before going back up to your face. “I could say the same about you,” you looked at the man before you, dressed in all black. He had a black turtleneck on, a little tight as you can almost trace the outline of his hard chest, black pants that accentuated his thighs, a black blazer and gold jewellery, on his hands, the one you so badly want on your throat. To top it off, he juxtaposed his gold clad hands with silver jewellery for his ear piercings, lip piercing, and brow piercing. His dark hair was slicked back, with a strand or two dangling at the front intentionally.

Shaking his head slightly, he had his arm around your waist and snuck a kiss to the side of your hair, careful not to ruin your hair and makeup. He guided you two into the building and as much as you two wanted to spend the night in each other’s embrace, you two needed to get to work. Jungkook apologised every two minutes to go take photos and before he could utter another apology, you told him to get work done first and that you’ll save a seat for him at the table. You and your friends circled the gala, taking the time to finally admire the pieces of art on the wall. You wandered a bit too far to the end, admiring a certain piece that seemed to catch your eye.

“Beautiful artwork,” a low voice greeted your ear. You turned around to see the face of a man you greeted not too long ago, remembering that he was one of the names on the VIP guestlist tonight. “It certainly is,” you responded with a smile.

“Glad you agree. Though the painting up on the wall could rival you as well,” you turned your head towards the man, eyes widening at the not-so-subtle pick-up line, before letting out a chuckle. “That was a good one,” you responded.

Mirroring your response, the man proceeded to hold his hand out, “Kim Seokjin.” You remembered his name and you also remembered the three little stars next to his name, signalling that he was probably one of the potential investors Taehyung was hoping to impress tonight. You accepted the handshake before introducing yourself. “Are you part of the organisers? I saw you at the front earlier.”

“Yes actually. I’m part of the team that planned the event,” you smiled politely.

“Excellent work, Y/N. This is honestly of the best exhibitions I’ve ever gone to. Everything looks amazing. So does the organiser herself.” You blush at the blatant flirtatious remarks and laughed it off. While you knew nothing much about the man himself, you knew he was a great businessman, having opened doors to several start-ups and aspiring artists. You knew his intentions with you were nothing but innocent icebreakers, so you played along. “Well Seokjin, if you really like the exhibition, you are going to love all the pieces of art here. The event is merely a reflection of Taehyung’s aesthetics.”

He smiled upon your remark and glanced at the artwork in front of him, taking his time to soak in the details. “I’m not a pro at art but I’m guessing by the turnout of the event, Taehyung is really someone I should pay attention to. I’ve seen the articles and his social media presence, so I am quite open to giving him the push he needs.” While Seokjin is no art critic or major enthusiast, his passion lies in helping those who need help. Starting from scratch, he managed to build his empire by himself and now that he is stable, all he wants to do is provide the same opportunities to those who struggled like him at the start. Based on the articles you’ve read about him, he was quite the philanthropist and has no plans in stopping his business from expanding. The feeling of success would really set in if a major investor like Seokjin were to take an interest in Taehyung’s work, considering how impressed he is with the set-up of the event. You wanted nothing more than everyone to reap the benefits of this amazing gala.

“Taehyung is definitely a great talent. He’s young and influential, and is constantly bursting with great ideas,” you say with hopes he would actually consider working with Taehyung. “I have no doubt about that,” he chuckles.

“Hey guys can we get a picture?” Your heads turn around to see Rose, a friend of yours that is part of Jungkook’s team. You smiled at Seokjin and Rose, replying with a curt sure thing. Seokjin pulled you closer to his side by your waist and your faces were absolutely close. To those who didn’t know, they might assume you were his date but to you, this was nothing more than an innocent picture, and to Seokjin, this was just among the many other pictures for the ‘gram.

Unbeknownst to you, a piercing gaze sets on the hand on your waist and the giggles that left your lips. Jungkook eyed the whole little transaction and was anything but pleased. Something ignited within him after seeing you being so close to someone that was not him, and it infuriated him even more to see you look at someone in ways that you looked at him. He could have sworn that you liked him back the way he liked you, but at the sight of seeing you so close to Seokjin, it made him feel like you were keeping your options open. Jumping into conclusions, he wanted nothing more but to yank you away and remind you that you belonged to him. It then occurred to him that he needed to do that before it was too late - before you truly expanded your options at the expense of the unspoken clarification of your situationship.

As you bid Seokjin goodbye, you turned around to see Jungkook taking long strides toward you. Your smile faded as you see the expression on his face, seemingly mad about something. “What’s wrong, Kook?” He grabbed your wrist and pulled you outside to the terrace of the building, which was rather empty considering how everyone went inside to feast on the food. You winced at the sharp tug of your wrist and hastily followed his lead, careful not to trip over your four-inch cream-coloured Manolo Blahniks. As soon as you reached the terrace he let go of your hand and faced you with eyebrows furrowed and his tongue pushing the inside of his cheek.

“Are you oka-? Your sentence was cut off with Jungkook looming over you, causing you to step back involuntarily before Jungkook held you in place with a tight grip on your waist. “What the fuck was that back there?” Your eyebrows furrowed at his question, not knowing what he was referring to.

“Don’t play dumb princess. I saw the way you were looking at Kim Seokjin,” he scoffed and then the realisation hit you, he misunderstood everything. Seeing your lips curling up, Jungkook got even more furious. “I’m not fucking playing Y/N. Are you into him?” Your lips instantly curved downwards, and the anger seeped into you as well, not taking it lightly with how he was sort of accusing you.

“What do you mean? I was just telling him about Taehyung’s work. He’s one of the fucking potential investors.” You pushed him back slightly and Jungkook took that with full offence. “Oh yeah? Seemed to be real cosy just now with his hands on your waist,” his grip on your waist tightened and you sensed that he was not going to back down. Edging him on, you decided to finally ask him, “What’s it fucking to you, Jungkook?” Upon hearing his name as opposed to his usual nickname, he was seething. Before he could say anything, his phone rang, and he let out a huff before picking it up.

“Yeah? Okay. Yeah coming. Wait for me,” Jungkook sighs and chucked his phone back into his pocket with a grunt. “We’re talking about this later. I’m taking you home.” He eyes you with an expression you’ve never seen before. You had never seen him this angry before. He let go of your waist before marching back to the building to continue working, not sparing you a glance any further. You scoffed at the entire incident and instead of putting your mind to it, you decided to go back in and enjoy the rest of the gala with your friends, keeping a mental note to make him explain his actions later.

The night went by with a speech from Taehyung himself, thanking the guests and everyone who took part in making the gala a success. The gala soon turned into a party an hour before the scheduled ending time. Slow R&B and trendy hip-hop songs blasted from the speakers, and everyone was boozed up from the bottomless champagne. The DJ of the night, Min Yoongi, was God-sent. Upon seeing the younger crowd and how the elder guests bid their goodbyes, he decided to switch up the vibe. The remaining guests made their way to the empty centre of the hall and soon created what seemed like an after-party. You and your friends were never ones to miss out on a good sweat to your favourite beats. Turns out, Kim Seokjin is an enthusiast when it came to Jack Harlow and Summer Walker as well – making his way to your group of friends for a few moves or two. Lisa and Jennie swayed their bodies from side to side, with their hands up in the air, mouthing to the lyrics of the song, with Hoseok and Jimin joining in circling their arms around their shoulders, just like the good old days in the club. Jumping into the circle, you swayed your hips from side to side, with the girls hyping you up. Seokjin soon joined in and just as he was about to put his hand on your shoulder, someone beat him to it as you felt a familiar set of arms circling your waist.

Jungkook’s breath hit your neck and Seokjin was anything but bothered, considering he had no ulterior intentions with you. He smiled at Jungkook and was greeted back with a fake smile, not that Seokjin would know. But Jungkook was not letting it go, he pulled you in closer and grinded his hips against yours. You felt your breath hitch at the contact and before you could turn around, Jungkook leaned in closer to whisper into your ear, “Don’t fucking move baby, unless you want me to fuck you in front of him.”

His words sent chills down your spine. This was the first time he’s ever said something like that to you and you couldn’t help but feel your insides bubble from the possessive tone of his voice. You relaxed in his touch and continued what you were doing. Everyone was too preoccupied to notice how Jungkook was practically dry humping you and glaring at Seokjin. In a few seconds, Yoongi spiced up his playlist with a little Chris Brown, with ‘Loyal’ making its way to everyone’s ears. Everyone’s position shifted and you could feel yourself being tugged towards Lisa and Jennie. The three of you continued to sway your hips, humming to the familiar tune. Soon you see Namjoon, his girlfriend Jisoo, Taehyung and Rose making their way towards you guys to join you.

Seokjin took the opportunity to slither his way into the circle and before Jungkook could barge into what seemed like a sacred Chris Brown circle, Seokjin slung his arm around your shoulders and as if it couldn’t get any worse, both of you just had to utter the lyrics “These hoes ain’t loyal”. It felt like something just convulsed inside of Jungkook, he needed to show everyone you were his. You caught Jungkook’s stare and just to further test him, you moved just a little bit closer to Seokjin but it looked way too close for Jungkook’s comfort. If it weren't for the dim lights, you would clearly see how his nostrils flared and jaw tightened at the sight of you pissing him off on purpose. He managed to make his way to where you were and pulled your back towards his chest. He left open kisses on your neck, not giving a shit to the eyes of whoever was looking. “You’re gonna fucking get it when we get home.” He muttered into the shell of your ear and drew kitten licks on it. You swore you felt your nipples harden and you would be lying if you said you weren't a little excited at the statement he made. You brought his hands a little higher to stop right below the curve of your breasts, the lights dim enough to shield what would seem to be an inappropriate gesture. You feel his warm breath on your neck and what felt like a smile. “Don’t test me, baby,” his voice as low as ever, as you pushed your hips back further. Everyone seemed too zoned in to notice you two. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you feigned innocence and decided to leave him hanging as you strut towards your group of friends with the intro of Salt-N-Pepa’s ‘Push It’ ringing from the speakers.

A few songs later, everyone agreed it was time to go home. You bid your friends goodbye and Seokjin thanked you, amongst others, for the night of his life after a long time. Lisa and Jennie hugged you goodbye and gave you a knowing look, almost wishing you good luck in officially breaking your barriers tonight. You and Jungkook made your way to his car and the ride home was silent. You didn’t utter a word fearing a fight might start and Jungkook was too angry to say anything. You rolled your eyes from time to time at how he wouldn't even spare you a glance. You looked away from him and faced the window, while Jungkook tightened his grip on the steering wheel, eyebrows facing downwards during the whole 25-minute journey.

As soon as you reached his apartment, you kicked off your heels that were basically torturing your feet tonight. You marched into his room to the dressing table and took off your jewellery and as soon as you begin tugging off your gloves, you looked up in the mirror to see an angry Jungkook charging towards you. He settled his arms around you, caging you as he gripped the table in front of you. You could see his chest heaving as he looked down at the floor. His mouth opened before closing to clench his jaw again,- as if trying to form the right sentences. He looked up at your reflection and you could feel him inching closer. You stared at his dark orbs through his reflection, scared to say anything that might piss him off even further.

“You like having the attention of other men?” He questioned you and your eyes widened and you shook your head. “What? No Jungkook what the fuck?” He wasn’t letting go of what happened. “Do I really need to spell it out for you that you’re mine?” He looks at you intensely. Your heart started beating really fast as you stared back at him. He placed his hands on your waist and you feel his face come closer to yours. You loved the sight you were seeing in the mirror,- as if you two were made for each other.

“Isn’t it obvious that I like you? And I thought it was fucking obvious I wanted you for myself, Y/N. I thought you liked me too the same way. I don’t know what went wrong but I thought we were exclusive. I’m yours and yours only, I’ve never thought of being with anyone else. I thought we were on the same page but tonight it just seemed like I’ve read the whole thing wrong.”

You were beyond stunned. Finally, the long-awaited clarification. You felt like you were on cloud nine upon hearing his words. You placed your palm over his hand. “Jungkook I like you and you only. Heck, whatever we’ve been doing… It’s clear that we don’t just like each other. I want you and you only.” You looked at him, with all seriousness in your tone as you told him how much he meant to you.1

His eyes soften at your words, but his hold on you tightened. “Yeah? You’ve always been my girl.” His insides almost exploded, finally getting to utter the words he’s been dying to say for the longest. Now that everything was out, you no longer felt any shame in what you had to say next.

“Then show me.” You responded with an eyebrow raised. 

He chuckled lowly, knowing full well what you were implying. He kissed your temple before he let go of you to bring a chair to sit in front of the full-length mirror on the other side of the room. He took off his blazer and his turtleneck and his belt. Toned muscular body and tattoos just for your eyes. He spread his legs wide and patted his lap. “Strip for me baby girl, and come here.” You did as you were told, slowly undressing, and you could see the bulge in his pants grow at the sight of your lacy undergarments. You loved the sight in front of you - a shirtless Jungkook was not going to hide the lust you had for him. “Take it all off, baby girl.” He palmed his crotch and instructed further with half-lidded eyes and a finger brushing his lips.

As you stripped off the last piece of clothing you had, you made your way towards him, wanting to straddle him but he turned you around and seated you on his lap with your back against his taut chest. You look at the sinful reflection in front of you. He spread your legs wider with his knees, groaning at the sight of you in front of him. He brought his palms to your tits, pinching your nipples, eliciting a moan from you. You tried to close your legs but he pushed it further with his knees. He sucked on a spot on your neck, before letting his hands glide down from your tits to your wet heat.

“Fuck baby girl, always so ready for me.” He growled at the touch of your damp pussy. He circled your clit slowly and you moaned in delight. With one hand on your tit, and the other on your clit, he stared at your reflection, proud of the position you were in. He smirked at the fact that he was the only one that got to see you like this. “Can you squirt for me like last time princess?” The question sounded more like an order.

“I… I don’t know, that was the first time I’ve ever done that…” Your shy response only further inflated his ego. To know that he was the one that caused it caused his pants to tighten further.

He circled your clit faster and felt your wetness coat his tattoo-clad fingers, he slipped two fingers and you moaned at the contact. He pumped his fingers fast and you closed your eyes at the sensation building up. “Open your fucking eyes baby.” He said as he slid his other hand up to your throat, wanting you to look at the mess you are for him. As you opened your eyes, you were so amazed at the ways your bodies were connected. He stared at you through the mirror with lust-filled eyes, your legs spread wide for him on his lap, as his fingers fuck you into oblivion. You did your best to keep your eyes open, the lewd sight in front of you further fuelling your insides. 

His thumb circled your clit as he continued to pump into you. He altered his speed and had you wanting more of his touch. He continued to spew dirty words into your ears, praising you for being such a good little girl for him.

“That’s it baby girl, so fucking good for me. You wanna cum for me?” Effortlessly, he had you in the palm of his hand, literally and figuratively.

“Yes, yes daddy! Fucking yes, don’t stop!” He almost stops at the way you called him daddy. You were his sexual fantasies incarnated and he was sure you were meant for him at this very moment. As if you were a fucking angel from heaven, he increases his speed and at the sound of his new favourite nickname. 

“Yeah? You’re daddy’s good little slut aren’t you? Cum for daddy, show daddy how much you love his fingers.” His hold on your throat tightened and his insane speed in finger-fucking you almost throws you off the edge. His dirty talk fuelling your orgasm even more as you feel a knot form in your lower half.

“Don’t stop! Don’t stop daddy!” You begged him as you feel your orgasm approaching. In a matter of seconds, you reach your high and liquid gushes out of you as his fingers leave your pussy to rub your clit fast. Jungkook groans at the sight of you squirting all over his bedroom floor, and he’s even more turned on when he sees the remnants of your orgasm staining his mirror. As you gauge your breathing and finally open your eyes, you see Jungkook leaving wet kisses on your neck. 

"Showed you well, didn’t I? You're all mine, princess. My fucking girl," he said lowly before biting your neck. He brought his fingers up and tapped your lips, and you opened them and sucked his fingers off, eyes not leaving his. “Fucking made for me.” He groans at the way your tongue circles his wet fingers and swiftly gets up planting your feet on the floor. 

He hoists you up and places you on the bed, before getting rid of his pants and boxers. His cock springs up to his abdomen, the tip red and angry, almost as if it was suffocating from the tight constraints of his clothing. 

You got on all fours and made your way to his cock, quickly grabbing his length and swirling your tongue over his tip. “Fucking hell princess, warn me next time.” He growled at the unexpected gesture from you.

You moaned in delight and sucked on his cock like a popsicle. You toyed with his balls and that seemed to elicit a high pitched groan from him. “Baby girl so cock-hungry?” He asks and all you do is hummed as you continued sucking is cock, putting it deeper into your throat before choking and releasing it. He grabbed a fistful of your hair before thrusting his cock back into your mouth, keeping a steady pace has he fucks your face.

You bring your fingers to your clit to get off and Jungkook pushes his cock deeper inside you. “Fucking perfect, your mouth is … Oh god…” He can’t even finish his sentence as you suck his tip. Jungkook feels himself on the verge of his orgasm so he moves himself away from your mouth and pushes you downwards towards the bed. “I’m going to cum inside you only.” He says as he starts rubbing your sensitive clit, and you feel a second orgasm coming.

He brings his tongue down to your pussy and his tongue prods into your entrance before he sucks your clit harshly, earning a high-pitched moan from you. He continues to work his tongue on your pussy and soon you felt your second orgasm setting in and you twitch as he places a kiss on your clit.

Jungkook fucking loves the way you were sprawled in front of him right now, all fucked out and soaking wet. “Daddy’s gonna need you to come one more time on his cock, princess.” Your eyes opened at the remark and you see him flipping you on all fours, ass up face down, before his cock slowly enters you.

“Fuck how are you still so tight?!” He groans in pleasure. “Fuck me hard daddy.” You urged him. He began to move fast and the room was filled with groans, moans and grunts alongside skin slapping sounds. You pleaded for him to fuck you faster and he complied with your request.

“Daddy’s good little slut…” He says as he brings his hands down to smack your ass. You moaned at the slap and played with your clit. He spanks you once more and rubs the redness that was forming on your skin. “My fucking perfect angel. You're so good to daddy.” He grabbed your hips and began thrusting harder into you. 

You don’t know how but you felt another orgasm approach you in your sensitive state. Your walls clenched around Jungkook’s cock and seconds later your third orgasm washes over you, making you slump into the sheets, a sight so familiar to Jungkook already. He feels his orgasm approaching and increased his speed.

“I’m gonna cum, princess,” Jungkook says with a low grunt. “Cum inside me please daddy.” You begged him and he lost it. Soon you felt hot spurts of cum coat your walls and his pace slowed down. You two moaned at the feeling and panted as Jungkook rides out his orgasm. 

He slowly pulled out his cock and hungry eyes set on the string of white liquid that followed through. He couldn’t help it but gather it with his fingers and pushed it back into your cunt, earning a whimper out of you. “Fuck baby, you’re so fucking hot with my cum in you. Just let me play with you for a bit.” His eyes were glued to your pussy possessively, wanting you to be full of his cum. He’s dreamt of this for so long and now that it’s happening right in front of him, he can’t help but push his cum back into you.

Your breath quickened and Jungkook took that as a sign that you wanted more. He inserted another finger and slowly fucked his cum back into you. You pushed your ass towards him, urging him to go faster. With how soaked you were, you only needed a little bit to reach you high.

“Fucking slut just can’t get enough can you?” He mocks you as he continues to push his fingers back in. You played with your nipples and you nodded. “Want you daddy, wanna cum again.”

He threw his head back at the sound of your lewd words. He continued to fuck you with his fingers and within seconds, he heard your breath quicken and the soft yes repeating like a mantra. A few more thrusts from his ring-clad fingers had you cumming for the fourth and final time for the night. You rolled over and the sweat glistened on your body, making you look like a Goddess under the orange lights. "You did so well baby girl, fuck," he praises you with a few pecks on your chest and face. You hummed with your eyes closed, feeling the tiredness seep in. 

Your eyes then opened in shock when you heard a click sound and the flash go off. You see Jungkook behind his camera, taking a few more photos for his own personal safekeeping. "Oh my God, Kook!" You attempted to cover your body but Jungkook pinned your wrist to the side of your head. "Pictures last longer right?" He smirked and you scoffed. "Or you can just do it again to me, you know," you rolled your eyes and then closed them. Jungkook chuckles and puts his camera on the side table, taking the time to finally admire you. Your smudged make-up, glowing body, evident cum stains in between your legs, red marks on your neck, waist and hips. He would kill to see you like this every single day, not just fucked out on his bed but just being on his bed in general.

After what seemed like 10 minutes, you feel Jungkook wiping your centre with a washcloth and he settles himself next to you. Breaking the silence, Jungkook opens his mouth first to say something.

“I love you so much, Y/N.” You instantly turned your head towards him and see the sincerity in his eyes. Relief washes over him for finally admitting his feelings and you smiled back at him, not too surprised at his statement. “I love you too Kook, always have.” You moved closer to him and you kissed him. The kiss was passionate and everything just felt right.

“Just to be clear, you’re my boyfriend right?” You broke the kiss off and questioned him. He laughs at your question. “Of course I am, I don’t know about you but in my head you were always my girlfriend.”

Your heart melted upon hearing his words. Both of you laughed at the idiots you’ve been all this while, playing a part in the unspoken relationship you two made complicated. While some things are better left unspoken, some things are better when said. Just like now, you guys can tell everyone about your relationship without shrugging it off.

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a/n: okay bye shielding myself from the filth now

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