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A Bottle of Wine with Jungkook

⟶ pairing: Jungkook x Reader

⟶ genre: Acquaintances to lovers + smut

⟶ words: 6411

⟶ rating: 18+

⟶ summary: Jungkook decides to have a bottle of wine in his hotel room after a concert on tour (like he did on his vlive) but this time has you to keep him company. Once the wine is finished, conversation takes an interesting turn.

⟶ warnings: fluff, smut, JK is a bit of a Dom but two can play that game, JK likes to hear what you want and then give it to you

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The bottle was empty much faster than anticipated. You were having such a good time, neither of you realized it was gone until he tipped the bottle to refill your glass and only a few drops came out. He groaned in frustration at the two measly drops as they slowly ran down the side.

“Dang, we are out of wine. I didn’t realize we would go through it so fast or I would have bought more.” Jungkook says with an embarrassed tone to his voice. He drank half the bottle, just like you, and you could tell from the pink of his ears and face that he could feel it. He sticks his lip out making a sad face and you can't take your eyes off his pout. It was not the first time you had taken your time to appreciate his lips. Whether he was smiling, laughing, or focused, his mouth was eye-catching and caused you to think about what he might be able to do with it other than smile and pout. You quickly realize you are staring and shake your head, trying to get rid of the thoughts.

“It is okay, Jungkook. It is probably for the best. I think you are tipsy and I am pretty sure I am too. If I drink anymore I cannot promise I will be able to control myself.” You say in an attempt to make him feel better and tell him that you didn’t want to do something stupid.

His eyes that were fixed on the empty glass quickly jump to your face as he says, “What would you do?”

“What do you mean?”

“You said you wouldn’t be able to control yourself. What would you do?”

There is a glimmer in his eye that was not there before. He had been playful all night, joking and dancing on the edge of flirting, yet he had not looked at you like this. Suddenly you realize your error. Even though you meant it to sound innocent, all you could think about was whether his mouth would taste like wine and if it would be better on your tongue than what you just drank. You’ve been sitting slightly away from him all night in an attempt to not let your hands wander to his obviously muscular arms. He would never know your light caresses were more than friendly, a way for you to touch him. No, you had been well behaved. Now he was looking at you and you are a deer in headlights after letting that comment slip.

“Oh, you know,” you say half laughing and half stuttering, “Too much alcohol causes people to lose their inhibitions and do things they usually wouldn’t do.”

“What types of things?”

“Pardon?” you reply quickly, your eyes looking into his curious ones.

“You said people do things they usually wouldn’t do. What things are you not doing?”

Your laugh is a bit sudden and desperate, coming from somewhere in your chest. You can feel your face starting to heat as you look everywhere but at his face. Is the AC working because it is getting warm? There is no escaping this line of questioning so you decide to turn it around on him instead. “What do YOU think, Jungkook?”

He sits there, staring into your eyes for what was probably a few seconds but felt like an eternity. At some point within that time he must come to some form of decision because he squints at you, smirks, and starts getting out of his chair.

“What are you doing?” falls frantically from your lips as he gets up from the desk chair, walks over, and goes down on one knee in front of you. Knowing it was a bad idea to sit on the bed when you arrived, you instead opted for the barrel chair by the window. You are now regretting this decision because there is nowhere to go. You are literally in a corner, in a chair that doesn't allow for much wiggle room. Now you are stuck between a chair and a handsome smirking Jungkook.

He places his hands on the arms of the chair, so close to your arms, before saying, “What do I think? Well first of all, I think your cheeks are rosy and even though you have drunk half a bottle of wine, it's not from the wine.” You swallow nervously as he continues. “Secondly, I think there are a number of things I want to do but I want to know what it is YOU want to do, Kitten.”

“Kitten?...KITTEN!...this cannot be happening,” you think as you feel your heart rate accelerate. He is so close. The tips of his fingers ever so slightly touch the skin on your arms. His eyes, currently level with yours, are staring at you with unwavering intent. He is waiting for you to respond, you can tell, but you don’t have any words.

“How about I help you out just this once, hmm? Just know the next time I ask you a question, I expect an answer.” He tilts his head to the side playfully as he responds and you can't believe what was coming out of this adorable, funny, bunny-like guy’s mouth.

He leans in, perfectly caging you into the chair, his face half a foot away. “I haven��t been able to keep my eyes off you the entire time you have been in this hotel room. Every time you took a sip of wine, I couldn’t stop thinking about your lips, wrapped around that glass, and what they would feel like on me.” His eyes darted to your mouth as he said that and you unconsciously bit your lip. His eyes got wider and he takes a deep breath through his nose in response. “You have been sitting in this chair, cuddled up, laughing at my bad jokes, and all it did was make me want to be closer to you.” His hands move, sliding over your elbows resting on the armrests, up your biceps, and back down your forearms until they rest on your knees. He leaves them there as he continues, almost whispering at this point, “I have wanted to touch you this entire time and could barely hold myself into that chair. Now tell me, what is it YOU want?” He dips his chin as he looks into your eyes with a penetrating stare, hands still resting on your knees, thumbs lightly rubbing circles into your jeans.

His hands were so soft when they ghosted over your skin. You can feel the heat of his palms through the fabric of your jeans and it feels like it is alighting your entire body. An echo of his statement about expecting an answer runs across your thoughts as you try to figure out what to say. Part of you wants to know what will happen if you disobey him, but not right now. Right now you are letting desire and chance take over. Let’s go with the truth and see what happens.

“I sat in this chair, distanced from you, so I wouldn’t be tempted to run my hands over you. I couldn’t stop wondering how you would feel.” As you say this you slowly start leaning forward, closing the distance between the two of you. You place your hands, which had been resting gently on your stomach, on top of his. “I wanted to find out if your muscles were firm and if your skin was soft.” You ghost your fingertips around his fingers, the back of his hands, then circle his wrists to slide up his forearms to his biceps. “Every time your hair fell across your eyes I wanted to brush it away then sink my fingers into it.” With your right hand you brush the stray strands of hair from his forehead, making sure to run your fingertips across his brow. They continue their path down his temple before your thumb sweeps across his cheekbone, palm resting on his face. “I wondered if your mouth tasted like wine or if it tasted better because it tasted like Jungkook.” Staring directly into his eyes, you lean forward, closing the gap between your faces. Your eyes glance to his lips then back up right before your lips touch his.

It is a soft kiss, lips pressed together chastely. He doesn’t move, his only reaction is him gripping your knees a bit tighter. You pull away and drop your hand, opening your eyes to see him staring at you with a surprised look. I guess he didn’t expect direct honesty and follow through in the same instant. Before you have the chance to question whether you made the wrong decision, his right hand comes up gripping your neck and his mouth lands on yours. This is not a soft kiss; it is urgent. His face is turned to fit against you perfectly as his lips are slotted against your own. His mouth moves against yours, gentle and confident. You respond in kind, parting your lips to wrap yours around his, lightly sucking his bottom lip.

When your tongue grazes his lip, he loses what control he has over himself. A light groan comes from him before he pushes forward, pushing you back into the chair. He kneels fully, spreads your knees apart, and slots his body against you. He kisses you with a new intensity as his hands run up your thighs to your hips then your waist. His right hand continues up, brushing your chest, eventually settling with his palm on your jaw and thumb running over your cheek. His tongue swipes across your bottom lip and you open your mouth for him. He tastes divine as his tongue caresses yours. You are each giving exactly what the other asks for. When you push against him he responds with his own pressure. When you bite into his lip he returns the favor moments later. It is quiet yet loud, gentle yet intense, fulfilling yet making you crave more. His hands grip you firmly and ground you in the moment.

After an unknown amount of time he pulls away from you, not far but enough to let you breathe. You are both panting as he rests his forehead on yours, lips swollen and tasting of the other. His hands are still on you, one thumb running over your ribs while the other strokes your cheek.

“That was a better answer than I expected.” he admits as your mouth curves into a smile.

“It was honest.”

“I appreciate your honesty.” He says as he rubs his nose against yours. “I also appreciate your lips,” then plants a kiss on you that lingers even after he pulls away. “Can’t forget your tongue too.” This time when he goes in for the kiss his tongue immediately meets yours, giving it a long sultry swipe, before he pulls away to stare into your eyes. How can someone take your breath away and also feel like they are giving you life?

“I want to appreciate more of you,” he remarks as his hand on your waist slides slowly across your stomach, “all of you.” It slides upward between your breasts, thumb casually caressing the underside of one as it makes the journey to your heart. You shiver as his touch sends tingles through your body and he doesn’t miss it. “What do you want me to do to you?” His breathy whisper is light as you feel his exhale on your face. What DON’T you want him to do to you is a better question. You decide to show him. Placing your right hand over the one currently resting over your heart, you grab it and lower it until it is palming your breast. For emphasis, you squeeze his hand, squeezing your own breast as a result. His eyes track your movement and stay on your hand as it kneads your flesh. You watch him as he watches you, transfixed by his face. When he notices you watching he looks up into your eyes then kneads your breast on his own. This has a wholly different effect, causing your back to arch, eyes to close, and you to inhale sharply.

Your hand falls away from his as he says, “I asked you what you wanted me to do to you. As much as I enjoyed that, I want to hear it.” His last words are punctuated by him pinching and rolling your nipple between his thumb and pointer finger. A moan slips from your mouth as your head falls back onto the chair. “I told you before, when I ask you a question I expect an answer.” He tweaks your nipple again and it feels like lightning running through your veins. “Now I will ask you one more time, Kitten, what do you want me to do to you?” This time he pulls your nipple just a little while pinching it and you can feel the heat radiating from your skin as you moan an exhale.

“I want you to touch me. I want your hands on me. Your mouth on me. I want you.” The words fall from your mouth with abandon as you squirm in the chair. He is still so close, his smell taking over your senses. You can still taste him on your tongue. Your body is lit and your fingers itch to run over his body as much as you want his on yours.

Very suddenly he is standing. Within seconds he has pulled you up from the chair, reached down to the backs of your thighs, and picked you up. As he wraps your legs around his waist, his mouth once again lands on yours. This kiss is different from the others. Where the first was introductory and the second exploratory, this one is consuming. He is moving his lips against yours with speed and efficiency, sucking, biting, licking, and overwhelming your senses. His hands are on your thighs, holding you firmly to him. With your arms wrapped around his neck you kiss him back as you grind yourself against him. It is his turn to moan and he does, right into your mouth. He pulls you tighter to him as he reciprocates your movement. You can feel his hard length against your core and smile into the kiss knowing you are turning him on as much as he is you.

He walks you over to the bed, climbs on top, and lays you down amongst the pillows. His lips move from your mouth along your jaw, over to your ear, and down your neck, nipping and sucking as he goes along. His body settles over yours, his weight solid and pleasing. When he gets to the junction of your neck and shoulder he bites down. You cry out, your moan the only sound in the room, as your heart races and your toes curl. “Do you like that?” he asks as he licks the spot he just bit. “Yes” rushes from your mouth as you try to catch your breath. “What else do you like?” He asks as he runs his left hand underneath your shirt, fingertips sliding across your skin as he lifts it higher.

“I like your hands on my chest. I want your mouth on my chest.” The words spill from you as he touches you through your thin bralette. Your nipples are hard and begging to be touched. A pleased noise comes from him before he says, “I can’t wait to see your breasts and taste them. Should I take off this shirt and give you what you asked for, Kitten?”

“Yes. Please.”

“So polite. How could I not give you exactly what you want when you are so sweet and responsive.” He raises up in order to get your shirt off. It gets caught on your head and you start to giggle. When it finally comes off you raise your face to his and catch him grinning with his bunny teeth on display. You are both grinning as he settles back down, scooting farther down this time to place soft kisses along your stomach. You are still wearing a bra but he seems to want it this way. His hands glide up your hips, waist, and sides until they are level with your breasts. His thumbs sweep out to circle your nipples. A groan leaves your mouth and you arch your back into his waiting hands. He takes his time, using the tips of his fingers to tease and flick, sometimes grabbing with his entire hand, cupping your breasts and rolling them all while he is kissing up your stomach and ribs. When his lips finally make it to your chest he plants gentle kisses everywhere but where you want his mouth. Exploring your flesh but not satisfying your need. You growl in frustration as he gets close to closing his mouth over your nipple, only to kiss around it, and he chuckles in response.

“What’s wrong Kitten, is there something you want from me?” He jokes as he does the same thing to your other breast, kissing but not hitting the mark. His thumbs again rub your nipples and you can’t believe how much you want him on you.

“I want you to suck on my nipples.” You state, embarrassment be damned, you need him to do this or you are going to burst.

He makes a sound low in his throat before he strikes, mouth latching onto your left nipple. It is just as good as you imagined. He sucks while his tongue swirls around the nub. He begins to flick his tongue and you whimper, right hand involuntarily reaching up to lace in his hair. He sucks again before lightly biting down and you can’t contain the sounds coming out of your mouth anymore. Just as fast as he was there, he switches to your other breast and your body bucks up against his. He repeats the attention he showed the other, licking, sucking, and biting, until both your hands are messing up his hair and your body is writhing in pleasure.

His hand snakes behind your back to unlatch your bra and he starts peeling the straps off as you raise your arms. He removes it, tossing it to the floor as his eyes slowly move from yours down to see your exposed breasts. When his eyes land on your hard nipples he bites his lip and takes a deep breath before looking up at you again. With gentleness he leans up and kisses you and whispers across your mouth, “You are so beautiful,” before he kisses you deeply and runs his hands over your bare breasts for the first time. You didn’t realize how much the fabric got in the way until his soft hands are on you. He detaches from your mouth and delicately suckles your right breast. It's like all your nerve endings are on high alert because every touch of his tongue sends heat straight to your core. You can feel yourself getting wetter the more his tongue is on you.

This entire time you have been taking anything he gives you but you want to show him how much you want him too. Your hands are in his hair and you begin running them across his shoulders, down his back, sides, arms. Anywhere you can touch him is where your fingers find themselves. You scrap your nails lightly along his back and he shivers. You continue exploring and begin pulling up his shirt to feel his warm skin. He stops his attention on your chest and sits up, pulling his shirt over his head. You drink him in, his lightly golden skin, abs, and pecs. You lick your lips, wanting to taste him. Before he has a chance to move you sit up, hands going to his slim waist, latching your lips to his stomach. You feel the muscles flex beneath your mouth. You glance up at him as your mouth moves across his abs. He is looking down at you with hooded eyes, lips parted, breath coming out in short bursts. You trail up his abs to his pecs and take one of his nipples in your mouth. Instantly, his right hand comes up to cradle your head and an audible moan falls from his mouth. Taking this as a sign to keep going, you swirl your tongue around his bud before sucking on it. His grip in your hair tightens and more moans fall from his mouth. You take your time, licking, biting, and sucking on one nipple before switching to the other. This time the moan that comes from him is loud and makes you shiver. You did not know how hot it would be to hear him moaning because of your actions.

“It sounds like you like that.” You say, inbetween licking him and flicking him. Causing him to twitch.

“Yes, you are so good with your tongue.” he responds with his eyes closed, caught up in the sensation.

His hard on is on full display now, with no way to hide it in his baggy sweatpants. It twitches upward every time you flick his nipple. You run your right hand down his body to wrap around his dick. His response is automatic. He bucks into your hand as he says, “ahhhh, oh god,” hand fisting harder into your hair. You palm him a few times before pulling away from his chest, grabbing his waistband, and pulling down his pants and underwear in one movement. His eyes are big and full of surprise when he looks at you but it is short lived when you wrap your hand around his now bare dick. Still kneeling he stays there, head falling back, eyes closed, hands landing on your shoulders. A bead of precum is oozing from his tip and you slide your thumb over it, spreading it around. He whines from the touch, fingers gripping into your shoulders. You begin moving your hand, slowly pumping him when you decide to play by his rules.

“What do you want me to do to you, baby?” You coo, looking up at him with seductive eyes. His head snaps up, eyes opening, taking you in. You run your thumb along his head again and his mouth drops open, tongue wetting his lips before he says, “I want to feel your tongue on my dick.”

With no hesitation you lick a stripe from the bottom of his shaft up his head. A deep moan comes from him as he steadies himself on your shoulders. You take his tip into your mouth and lightly suck while swirling your tongue. It takes everything in him not to buck into your mouth but he holds himself still and takes everything you will give him. Wetting your lips you slide your mouth along his dick until you hit the back of your throat. His left hand moves from your shoulder up to cup your neck. You hollow out your cheeks and begin a slow bobbing of your head. Constant moans are falling from his lips as you work his length. You glide your tongue along the sensitive underside of him and find the spots that make him twitch and shiver. You suck hard and bottom out, causing him to cry out only to slow down and draw out his pleasure. Your right hand begins to fondle his balls, causing him to cry out with “oh god yes, like that.” and hum your approval around his dick.

He grabs your face and pulls his body away from you. His dick leaves your mouth with a pop and a groan as you gaze up at him, lips swollen and covered in saliva and precum. His eyes are on fire, filled with need. He is breathing heavily and trying to get himself under control.

“As much as I love this mouth of yours, this is not how I plan on cumming tonight.” He says as he moves to lay down next to you on the bed, removing his pants in the process. His hands go to your jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping, trying to remove them with no success. You stand up, pulling your jeans off, wearing only your underwear when he says, “the panties too.” You grab the band at your waist and while staring him in the eyes you slowly lower your underwear to the floor. A smirk grows on his face as they hit the ground and you step out of them.

“Come here, Kitten.” He says and gestures to the bed and himself.

You lay down next to him on your side but he leans in and kisses you, causing you to fall to your back. His tongue is doing wonderful things in your mouth when you feel his fingers on your hip. They trail along your hip and thigh until they curl up to your center. He swipes one finger along your slit,rubbing but not exploring. The next time he is parting your folds.

“God, you are so wet.” He states as he rubs his finger in against your lips, spreading the wetness around more. His finger reaches the apex of your core and circles around your clit causing you to inhale sharply. “Do you like that?” he asks as he continues to rub you in just the right spot.

“Oh yes,” you moan into his mouth, feeling his cock twitch against your leg.

“Do you want me to put my fingers inside of you?”

“Yes, please fill me.” Comes out in a breath as he flicks his finger over your clit causing you to jerk in his arms.

“Ugh, that is so hot when you ask for it.” He states as he sinks his finger inside of you. Your hips jut upward, searching for more as he caresses the inside of you.

“You are so tight. I can’t wait to get my dick inside of you and stretch you around me. Will you like that?”

You clench around his finger and say, “yes, I want your perfect dick inside of me. I want to clench around you and make you cum.”

He moans along with you, pressing his dick against your side to find some kind of friction. The pretty words coming from your mouth make him want you even more. He inserts another finger into you and you moan from the fullness. His thumb rubs against your clit and you can feel the tension in your belly growing.

“If you don’t stop I am going to cum.” you say breathlessly as he swirls your clit in just the right way to make you buck off the bed.

“I want you to cum. I want to see your face as you burst with the pleasure my hand is giving you. Then I am going to fuck you and make you cum again. How does that sound?”

“So good, ohhh” you moan out as he curls his fingers inside of you. You are right there, so close, just one or two more swipes of his thumb and you are going to break. He kisses you softly, swiping his tongue over your lips and whispers, “cum for me, Kitten.” and you do. Back arching, mouth falling open, you cry out as your walls spasm around his fingers. He continues to work you through the aftershocks, staring directly into your eyes the entire time. Once you have come down from the high, he removes his fingers from inside of you and lifts them to his mouth. He sucks your juices off of them with a satisfied look on his face. You are panting, feeling incredibly siated, while watching him devour his own fingers, and it couldn’t be hotter.

“Any other time I would want to taste you, have you cum on my tongue, but right now all I want is my dick inside you. I hope that is okay with you?” He says as he raises one brow with the smirk to match.

“Please put your dick inside of me, I need it. I need you.” You say to him. He bites his lip as his hand goes down to grab his hard dick. He slowly pumps it a few times and you watch, the head glistening, his eyes on you with a parted mouth as he feels the pleasure he gives himself. It is incredibly hot to see him touching himself while looking at and thinking of you.

He stops his movements and gets off the bed to walk to his suitcase. You hear the crinkle of a wrapper before you see the condom in his hand. He rips open the package and slides the condom onto himself. The anticipation has you breathing heavily while you throb for him, clenching around nothing. He climbs back onto the bed and you lay back, opening your legs wide, making room for him. Slowly, he makes his way between your legs until he is hovering over you, arms bracing his weight on either side of your head. He is staring into your eyes, drinking in the look of you laying there, lips parted, body ready for him.

He leans forward and kisses you sweetly. As he kisses you his hips move forward and his erection rubs against your folds. A high pitched gasp comes from your mouth as he repeats the movement, rubbing his length against your core, making sure the head hits your clit. He continues to kiss you and move against you, causing you to lose track of time. He is panting as he says, “Are you ready for me?”

“Yes, I am so ready. Please.” You whine as he grinds against you a little harder and you feel your walls clench making you drip. All you want at this moment is him.

He kisses you again as you feel his head at your entrance. Then he is pushing forward, sliding into you slowly. Your head falls back, mouth falling open, a breath leaving you. He takes his time, sliding in one inch at a time, making sure you adjust to his size. He moans as he pushes the last few inches and bottoms out, eyes closed, biting his bottom lip. After a moment he opens his eyes and stares into yours before saying, “are you okay? I’m not hurting you am I?” The duality of this guy who was punishing you one moment and checking on your wellbeing the next.

“Yes. I am okay.”

That is all he needs before he starts to pull out of you and you both groan from the friction. He pulls out until just the tip is still inside you before he pushes in again. The pace is still slow but you can feel all of him. His hips are working now, creating a slow rhythm that has you losing your mind. Small moans are falling from both your mouths as he moves inside you. He gets down on his elbows, slotting his body in between yours as he grinds himself into you. You grab his face and kiss him, tongue exploring his mouth as your hands slide over his body. He hits a good spot and you moan, hips jutting forward grinding into him as you clench around him. This draws a deep groan from him as he stops kissing you and lowers his mouth to your ear.

“You feel amazing. I love the way you clench around my dick.” He takes that moment to bite into the sensitive flesh of your neck and you cry out.

“These sounds you are making are so hot. When you cum, I want to hear you cry out my name.”

“Yes.” You breathe out as you run your hands down his back and grab his ass. Raising your hips you use your new found leverage to work against him. He moans into your neck. “These sounds you are making are incredibly hot as well” you say as you lick the column of his throat up to his ear while grinding harder against him.

He suddenly sits up on his knees, eyes filled with desire. He is done with the slow love making as he grabs your thighs and begins to move faster, slamming into you a bit harder. At this angle he hits you in a different spot that sends tingles through your body every time. He is biting his lip and staring at his dick as it enters you, watching himself fuck you. Your head falls back, eyes closing, as you moan loudly from all the sensations. You feel his hand on your breast and your hips buck up against him again, allowing him to get deeper. Your fingers curl into the sheets and you cry out as he tweaks your nipple. His other hand finds your clit and begins to rub a steady circle around the small nub, pushing you toward another release.

“God yes, that feels so good. Don’t stop”

“You are so tight and wet. I am so close but I want you to cum. Do you think you can cum for me, Kitten?” He emphasizes this with a sweeping rub of his thumb.

“Yes. Yes I want to cum. I am so close. That feels so good.” Your words trail off as the tension in your body builds and is about to break.

“Cum for me, again. That's it. I want to see the look in your eyes. Look at me, Kitten.”

You open your eyes and you look at him as your body goes taught like a bow string. Jungkook is pumping into you steadily, one hand working your clit as the other works your nipple. He is beautiful and sexy, sweat beading his brow, mouth parted, muscles flexing from his movements. “Oh, Jungkook, yes!” you exclaim as the tension in you finally snaps. His eyes are locked onto yours as you spasm around his cock. A moan falls from his mouth as he feels your orgasm washing through you and around him. He continues rubbing you through your waves of pleasure until you tell him to stop and he falls back to hover over you.

“That was so fucking hot” he says as he kisses you hard, running his tongue over yours. He begins to move inside you again, causing you to moan into his mouth. It is his turn and he seems eager to use you for his pleasure. You want to be used. You want to make him cum.

“Yes, Jungkook. Just like that. I want to make you feel good. I want to make you cum. Will you cum for me now?” You say as you grind against him. He moans into your neck, whining as he says, “Yes, you make me feel so good. Can I cum inside of you or do you want me to pull out?”

“You are wearing a condom. You can cum inside of me. I want you to fill me up.”

His only response is another moan as he grabs onto your hip and pumps into your furiously.

“Look at me, baby. I want to see your pleasure. I can’t wait to feel you pulsing inside of me.”

He pulls back from your neck and looks in your eyes as his mouth falls open and he starts to moan louder.

“Yes, baby. That’s it. Cum for me.” is all it takes for him to pump into you one last time before he stills, a loud groan falling from his mouth, as you feel his dick expand and pulse as he cums inside of you. He is looking at you, directly into your eyes though he seems lost in his pleasure. His hips gently rut against you as he rides out his high, pants coming from his mouth, and beads of sweat dripping down his dark locks. He leans down and kisses you. Soft, sweet kisses. After a handful of them he pulls away and smiles at you. It’s a beautiful smile, showing his teeth and dimples. You smile back and lift a hand to caress his face. He kisses your hand as he begins to pull out of you, causing you both to groan from over stimulation.

“I will be right back, don’t move.” He says as he walks over to the bathroom and removes the spent condom. When he comes back he gets on the bed, laying down to cuddle you but tells you to go pee first, knowing that it is the best thing to prevent issues post-sex. Your heart swells from the thoughtfulness as you do your business and come back, jumping on the bed. He laughs at you as he wraps you in his long arms. He snuggles you into his chest, leaving tiny kisses in your hair.

“That was seriously incredible” he finally says to break the comfortable silence. “I mean it. I don’t remember the last time I came that hard. I wanted to cum from the moment I was inside of you. You were doing that thing with your hips then the way you were talking to me. Gosh, I could barely contain myself” he kisses your head again, then looks in your eyes before kissing your mouth. “You are incredible.”

A blush rises to your cheeks as you respond, “You are not half bad yourself. That dick of yours is magic.” He laughs loudly and kisses you again before pulling you against him.

“Stay with me tonight.” He states with no warning. You raise your chin to look him in the eyes. He has a pleading look in them that you were not expecting. Hopefully maybe but this looks more like need than want. “Stay with me, please.”

How can you say no to him? You nod your head and he envelopes you both in the blankets as he cradles you against him, slowly falling asleep.

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