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Viagra Prank On Best Friend

Synopsis: Enjoying the sunny day, you were having a nice quiet day in the park with Jungkook and the rest of your friends. But your rest was short-lived when one of your friends, Park Jimin, decided to let his little goblin dictate his actions and kept harassing you all day long. With revenge running through your veins, you chose to make him pay. But what happens when your spell falls on someone other than your target?

Viagra: A drug used to treat erectile dysfunction. Viagra relaxes the smooth muscle of the penis to allow increased blood flow and erection.

Warning: Viagra use; mention of alcohol; jk!dom; masturbation; shared pleasure; derogatory nicknames; multiple orgasms; explicit sexual scenes; the rest is up to you 😉.

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n.a : English is not my first language, so I may have missed some mistakes while proofreading. It's been a long time since I wrote this story, but like my other stories, I wasn't happy with it, so I rewrote it completely. I hope you like it. Enjoy your reading, and please don’t forget to vote and comment 😁.

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It was a beautiful day. You had the day off from work, and you and your friends decided to spend it in a park near your home. Usually, you would have been at work, but after replacing a colleague absent the day before, your manager had given you the day off.

Before going to the park to enjoy the sunshine, you had arranged to meet friends at your apartment. Your apartment, which you share with your childhood best friend, Jeon Jungkook.

You and Jungkook have known each other since you were three years old and he was four. You met through your parents. When you were the youngest of three boys, your parents decided to move out so each child could have their own room.

When you had just moved to Mandeok-dong, one of the three districts of Buk-gu in southern Busan, your parents decided to get to know their new neighbors. They invited them over for a barbecue. Immediately, you and young Jungkook became good friends.

Over the years, Jungkook became your Clyde, and you became his Bonnie. Despite your slight age difference, the other would follow wherever you went or wanted to go. And today was no different.

That's why you followed him the next year when you heard that Jungkook was going to the capital to continue his studies after graduating from high school.

You have been sharing an apartment in the Sinchon district for five years. It's an excellent student area near the bars and nightclubs. But the advantage of living in Sinchon is that it is quiet, unlike its neighbor Hongdae. Hongdae is mainly known for its bars and nightclubs and can be very noisy on weekends.

Your apartment is a little small, but it is perfect for you. Two bedrooms of 53.8 sq ft (15 m²), a spacious living room, and an open kitchen. You even have a balcony and a bathroom with a shower and toilet. Well, as far as the bathroom goes, you only have one, but it's easy enough for you and Jungkook to share.

Usually, your classes are in the afternoon, except for one or two. Jungkook's classes are mainly in the morning. And even if you don't have classes, or you're on vacation, or even on the weekend, it's no problem. Jungkook is a very early bird, and you usually wake up in the late morning or early afternoon.

Also, most of your friends, let's say the closest ones, you met through Jungkook. He met all six friends through work, university, and even at the many student parties he attended before you arrived. You got along well right away. Some more than others.

But of all the friends and acquaintances you had made, your favorites were still Jungkook's six best buddies.

It's fascinating how the seven have such different and complementary personalities. While Jin and Hoseok are energetic and outgoing, Yoongi is more reserved. Namjoon is very intelligent. His mature and intellectual side can make you think he is earnest, but when you get to know him, you realize he is a child trapped in an adult's body. Jimin is a mixture of all of them, with a touch of malice - not in a derogatory way - and sensuality. On the other hand, Taehyung and Jungkook are absolutely the same people in two different bodies. Both have kept their childish souls; they have a touch of immaturity but know how to be mature when necessary.

But it's total chaos when all seven are in the same room. They are all childlike, funny, loud, and very friendly. They were made to meet. No doubt about it. Their friendship is healthy and fun to watch.

By the way, you have a pleasant time with them in the park. You and Jungkook have made plans with the other six to come and join you at your place before shopping for a picnic in the park, but you also buy some things for the after-party at your house, as usual.

Jungkook is over the moon. It touches him how his friends welcomed you as soon as you arrived. At first, he thought that because of your age difference with them - knowing that you are six years younger than Jin, the oldest - he was afraid that he would only see you as the kid you used to be before they got to know the person you are. Fortunately, this was not the case; on the contrary.

When Jungkook met with the other six, and you weren't with him, he would get scolded for not bringing you. The great girl that you were - and having three brothers older than you, you understood that they needed a boys' night out sometimes.

But to see you laughing at Jin's awful dad jokes, discussing books with Namjoon. Or joining Jimin's harmless flirtations, exchanging music tastes with Yoongi, getting into Hoseok's madness, and taking care of Taehyung when he let his childish side out, was enough to sweep away his fears.

Sitting on the floor sipping his lemon ginger kombucha, he looked at you with a big smile while you were busy chasing Jimin. He has stolen your cell phone and has run away with it.

All day long, Jimin teased you. First, he made fun of your top. He said that it look exactly what little girls wear. Then the pizza incident. And now your cell phone.

You were looking at the latest picture one of your acquaintances posted on Instagram - showing off his chiseled abs - when Jimin stole your phone. As if that wasn't enough, he liked the photo and teased you about your nonexistent crush on him.

"Koo," Jungkook smiled when he saw you join the group, sulking. He knew very well that you wanted him to help you save your phone from the clutches of the big bad Jimin because of the complaint in your voice.

Still smiling, Jungkook put down his drink and stood up without saying anything.

"Oooo" The five boys, who, like Jungkook, hadn't missed anything of your cat-and-mouse game with Jimin, started to laugh.

"Bye-bye, Park." Hoseok waved goodbye to Jimin, who was catching his breath a few meters away from you, your phone in hand.

"It was nice meeting you," Taehyung added while the other two laughed.

Hoseok took out his phone, as usual, to film what happened next.

Only a little happened. Jungkook has trained for a few years, especially in weight lifting and boxing. Since then, he has gained mass and muscles. The Jungkook you have in front of you today differs from the one you knew and grew up with.

He was a shy boy. He didn't talk to anyone except a few kids, friends of his family. And least of all to girls. Besides his mother, you were the only female person he was with. It's almost as if he hid from them so he wouldn't have to talk to them.

In your youth - not that you were old - you had received many threats from girls who had a crush on your best friend.

But in his eighteen years, something had changed. It was as if he had become more aware of his charm, beauty, and power over girls.

He had always been an athlete. Taekwondo, archery, bowling, running, baseball, and many other sports. But from the moment he turned twenty, he joined the gym, and since then, he's been called "the muscle man" or "Kangouru." Then, two years ago, he started boxing. Since then, no one has dared to mess with him.

And that's how you took your phone back. Jimin, who saw you calling your protector, was smart enough to bother you, but he quickly stopped when he saw Jungkook breaking the distance between them.

Jimin may have been fast, but his legs were shorter than Jungkook's. Now let's add long legs to speed, and we'll soon have the result. Jimin knew that he wouldn't be able to compete with Jungkook, so he gave up willingly.

Kneeling on the ground, he calmly raised his hands in the air, in peace. Without wasting any more time, Jungkook snatched the phone out of his hand and turned to give it back to you. But before he did, he slapped Jimin on the back of the head, which made the other group members and you laugh.

"Here, princess." Jungkook hands your phone back to you as he sits beside you again.

"Thanks." You lean towards him before kissing his cheek as a sign of gratitude.

When Jimin joins you, everyone has been teasing him. They laugh at his "weak" submission to Jungkook.

At the end of the day, as night fell, you all decided to call it a day and finish the evening at your apartment. But first, you made a little detour to the gas station. Of course, Jimin didn't fill the tank before joining you.

While browsing through the station's convenience store shelves, you made a pretty exciting find. You had found some products for - how shall I put it - having a great with a partner. But what caught your eye the most was finding a box of Viagra.

Do people really buy this stuff in this place?

That's when an idea - maybe not the brightest you've ever had - popped into your little head.

"He deserved it."

By the time they got home, everyone had settled in. As usual, the first thing Jungkook did when he got home was to put on some music. Then you started eating and drinking what you had bought on the way.

"I'll take care of the drinks." For your birthday, Jungkook got you a drink and cocktail-making machine. It cost him a fortune, but it served you well during parties, especially the ones where Yoongi was present, which was all the time.

When the drink for Jimin was ready, you drew your purchase for tonight. Yes, the little devil sitting on your shoulder won the angel.

To get back at him for all the frustration and annoyance the devilish little friend caused you, you put a Viagra pill in his drink.

You decided to grind up a few pills - three of them - to make a powder that would be easier to hide in the drink.

Only fate wasn't on your side. As you were about to put some of the Viagra powder into the drink for Jimin, you accidentally spilled the whole pile when you heard Jungkook's voice coming from the kitchen.

"Hey, love, are you okay? Do you need some help?" You tried as hard as you could to act like nothing was wrong.

"No. I'm done."

""Perfect. Let me help you with these." Jungkook grabs a few drinks before joining your friends in the living room.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." This was not good news.

Jungkook and Jimin had asked you to make them the same drink, and it looked like Jungkook had taken both drinks. You couldn't tell which drink belonged to who. So there were two possibilities.

The first was that you were lucky, and the glass meant for Jimin was in his hands.

The second was that the Viagra-christened glass was Jungkook's. And that is terrible news.

You had to stop Jungkook before it was too late. You will find an excuse in a moment. Right now, you had to stop him.

Your suspicion of lousy luck was confirmed when you arrived at the living room and saw that the two people you were worried about had finished their drinks.

"Shit."

The next sixty minutes were an ordeal. You analyzed every move and action of each of the two men. But nothing, no sign of the effects of Viagra. Neither of them showed any signs of embarrassment, nor did they try to hide their crotches.

Maybe turning Viagra into a powder reduces the effects or doesn't work. Or so you hoped.

"It's getting late, and some of us work tomorrow." Namjoon was the first to get up and leave, then they all went home, leaving you and Jungkook alone.

While all of your friends were gone and you were in your bedroom after helping Jungkook with the garbage and washing the glasses and plates, you had gotten dirty.

It's been a few minutes since Jungkook was alone, in the dark, sitting on the couch, staring into the void, hoping to understand what was happening to him.

Just a few hours ago, everything was going so well. But for the last hour or so, Jungkook has felt, how can he put it? He could not move without hiding the huge erection between his legs.

Thinking that a good cold shower and night's sleep would fix everything, Jungkook went to his room, removed his clothes, and turned on the shower.

Without waiting for the water to heat up, he jumped under the water, the cold doing nothing to ease his rock-hard erection.

That's when Jungkook's thoughts turned to you.

Your face.

The sound of your voice.

Your eyes.

Jungkook grabbed his dick and started pumping it. On the one hand, he felt terrible. He never thought he'd be able to have such thoughts about his best friend. And yet, he'd been trying to hide his feelings for you for a few years.

It all started when you were sixteen years old when you and your parents went on vacation to France. Something had changed in you. You were no longer the little girl he had promised to protect for the rest of his life. You were not yet a full-grown woman, but you were in transition.

Like a caterpillar in its cocoon, waiting for its time to escape and show the world what a magnificent creature it had become.

Back then, you were still in the cocoon phase, yet Jungkook had his eyes on you. You didn't leave him indifferent to your charm. It hurt him when you had your first boyfriend at eighteen, but he didn't give himself the right to interfere with your happiness. That bastard showed his true colors and broke your heart two years later. Jungkook didn't hold back from telling him the truth at that time. They even came to hands, and you were scared. Not of Jungkook or the repercussions, but you were afraid for him.

For a while, you blamed yourself. You thought that if your friend lost his temper and became violent towards your ex, it was because of you. Jungkook scolded you and tried to make you understand it wasn't your fault. If your ex got some hits from him, he deserved it.

Jungkook put a hand against the wall while the water - which had become hot by now - ran over his body. Spraying his head and shoulders before running down the rest of his body.

In his head, many images pollute his thoughts. As he closed his eyes, letting his hand bring him the relief he desperately sought, the image of you, bent over the bed, appeared in his mind. The sound of your exhalations, grunts, and screams were melodies to his ears.

He thrust harder into the fist that held his cock, the image of your bare ass bouncing with each thrust. He imagined the warmth of your ass as he spread your cheeks to dive deeper into your hot pussy. He wondered how wet you would be for him. Ready for him.

The thought made his cock throb.

He imagined everything he would do to you if he dared to take you and make you pay for what you did to him.

Jungkook could see himself spanking your ass. Increasing your arousal. He wouldn't stop even after you squeezed around his cock, and he spat his cum into you. He would continue his movements until you greedily milked his cock like the little slut he knew you were in private.

He would turn your punishment into a power play. Jungkook wanted to possess you. At least in his deepest fantasies, he did. He owned you. He held your pain, your pleasure, your complaints, your screams, your moans, and your pleas. You were at his mercy.

He was transported to the moment when you would have come, surrendering to the pleasure he would have caused. To that moment when you would be his. He could see himself kneeling behind you, spreading your lower lips before feasting on your pussy. Fucking you again with his tongue until you begged him to stop. Which, of course, he wouldn't. And it didn't matter how sensitive you were from your previous orgasms. For once in his life, he was going to be selfish. Put his desires before yours.

Jungkook threw his head back as the drops of water stung his face like needles and breath heavily after emptying his balls on the floor.

Jungkook collapsed forward, heart pounding, cock still throbbing on his big hand, and when he regained his senses, he opened his eyes.

He wanted not to come in the shower but to come all over you. Cover your pussy, belly, and breasts with his cum to soak you entirely with his smell. Of him.

Once out of the shower, Jungkook grabs a towel and rubs the soft cloth over his skin as he makes his way to his room.

Even though he relieved himself in the bathroom, his erection and desire for you hadn't gone away. He wanted more. Much more. But he knew that what he wanted most was not going to happen.

And so he found himself on his bed, his fist again wrapped around his length as he tried to relieve himself, with only his thoughts and fantasies of you for support.

It was after two in the morning, and you couldn't sleep. Your little vendetta was getting to you. You shouldn't have done what you did. Sure, it wasn't like you killed anyone, but you still felt bad for the friend who fell on the glass with the Viagra.

The effect of a typical pill was four or even five consecutive hours, but since you had broken more than one pill, you did not know if this would increase the effective rate. Courage for the one who fell on the Viagra glass.

Still unable to sleep, you tossed and turned in your bed until your stomach began to rumble. What better way to swallow your guilt than a little midnight snack. There were a few things left over that you had bought on the way over, so you decided to make something good to satisfy your hunger.

The apartment was plunged into darkness; only the lights of the street lamps and the moonbeams provided light. Your footsteps broke the silence that had taken over your living space until your stomach decided to make its presence known.

Your stomach was acting up, growling louder and louder as your hunger grew with every step you took toward the kitchen. But one thing caught your ears on the way.

As you passed the door to Jungkook's room not far from yours, you heard noises - or, more like grunts. To be sure, you put your ear to the door and waited for your suspicion to be confirmed.

When you were little and Jungkook used to come to your house for sleepovers, you'd sometimes wake up in the middle of the night because of your best friend's whining. He used to have heavy nightmares. With all the horror and gore movies he watched - and continues to watch - it didn't work in his favor.

Another grunt is heard, and you don't even knock on the door before entering his room.

What a big mistake you have made.

They say you shouldn't wake a person up during a nightmare because it can increase their state of fear and confusion. That's why since you were a little girl, you were the one who took care of Jungkook after his nightmare. Hugs, caresses, and comforting words always worked. Even after his twenty-five years, it still worked.

Only you didn't expect to see what was happening in front of you.

Your childhood best friend was lying on his bed, the covers and his clothes on the floor, while his hand was firmly around his cock, masturbating.

As your eyes locked, you were paralyzed by shock. Never would you have considered seeing your longtime best friend naked and pumping himself.

"Sorry." You say it with a stammer, shock, and embarrassment. Then you come out as quickly as you came in.

What the hell just happened? With your hand on your chest, just above your racing heart, your back against the door, you try to catch your breath and force yourself not to think about what you saw.

"It's him." The light bulb appeared above your head. This was it; you had found your victim. Unfortunately, your move was botched. Seeing Jungkook in his state, you finally understood that, unfortunately, it was not Jimin who fell on the glass with the Viagra but Jungkook.

"Fuck. What should I do now?" You couldn't just leave him to his fate. After all, you were the one who got him into this mess. The least you could do was to tell him the truth.

He deserved to know.

You decide to return to his room, but you remember to knock on the door this time.

"Kook?" You couldn't hear anything. Jungkook didn't make a sound, but you knew he wasn't sleeping, not on such short notice.

You opened the door to let Jungkook know you were there.

"Yeah, come on in." Unable to look him in the eye, you looked at the wall behind him. This time you hadn't met a naked Jungkook. The blanket that had been on the floor a few minutes before was now on the bed, covering his nakedness.

Only the part below his pelvis was covered; the rest was not. His hair was soaked, his face and torso shining. His chest rose and fell hard due to his irregular breathing.

Jungkook didn't know what was happening to him. It started sometime before their friends left. This was the third time he tried to jerk off when you showed up unexpectedly.

"Koo, I have something to tell you." Despite the shame, you approached before sitting on the edge of the bed next to Jungkook.

"I'm listening." His voice was hoarse, and he looked pretty bad from exhaustion.

You still admired your friend; despite the fatigue and frustration, he remained calm and was willing to listen to you without complaining.

"I may have messed up."

Jungkook was in alarm mode. What could you have done?

"You see, all day long, Jimin has been pestering me. He really got on my nerves. I usually manage to control myself and sometimes even join in with his flirtatious games, but today it seems like this was the last straw".

You could see the incomprehension in his eyes, but he didn't say anything; he continued to listen to you and tried to understand as much as possible.

"It could be that out of sheer frustration and a great desire to get even, I decided to take my revenge on Jimin." Jungkook raises an eyebrow and encourages you to continue. He wasn't stupid. Now that he knew you had something to do with his current state, he had a little idea of what you did. All he needed was to hear you say it, loud and clear, to dispel his suspicions.

"Revenge, how?" He was waiting for you to get to the bottom of your thoughts. To tell him once and for all what you had done.

Swallowing your saliva with great difficulty, you thought of the most conformist way to reveal your stupidity to him without him taking it badly.

"When we were at the convenience store at the gas station, I came across some," you said. You paused for a moment before continuing.

"Viagra." Your gaze leaves his as he lets out a plaintive hiss and tilts his head back. The guilt gnawing at you increased.

"You did what?" An accusatory tone accompanied his words, and you made yourself small. Seeing your best friend in that state, you thought you should have supposed twice before carrying out your little vendetta. Or pay more attention when Jungkook comes into the kitchen to help you with the glasses.

You should have stopped him when you had the chance. Unfortunately, the damage was done; you couldn't fix your mistake. You had no choice but to live with the consequences of your actions and hope you had learned your lesson. You would be more careful the next time you decide to take revenge on Jimin - or anyone else.

Looking back into his eyes, you could see something dark and malicious taking over.

"Look, Koo, I'm sorry." You jump out of bed as Jungkook pokes the inside of her cheek with the tip of his tongue.

When you're slowly backing away from the bed to the door, Jungkook jumps out of bed.

"Sorry." You shake your head before trying to run away.

You made it to the door even though you knew you wouldn't make it. Jungkook was much faster than you. He was taller. At six feet tall, his legs were longer than yours. Three steps for you was one step for him.

On top of that, he was stronger. So when the door closed after you managed to open it, you weren't surprised.

With your back pressed against the wooden door platform and Jungkook's leg between yours, towering over you with his height, you knew you were in trouble.

You weren't afraid. You knew for sure that Jungkook would never hurt you. But you also knew that Jungkook was not himself. He was under the influence of Viagra - and not just one. His primal side was telling him what to do. He wanted to fuck you until you forgot who you were.

You had to admit that you were still excited despite fearing what would happen in the next few moments. You wanted to do what Jungkook had planned for you. You wanted to indulge all his desires and darkest fantasies.

To hell with the consequences of your actions. For now, you wanted to belong to him completely. For a brief moment, you forget that the man before you was your best friend since childhood. You saw him only as the man he was.

Jungkook held you tightly against the door. Looking at you, your breath came out in sharp gasps as your bare chest against the thin fabric of your shirt, your nightgown against his. You tried to take in the air as Jungkook pressed it out of you.

You felt this strong attraction, as strange as it was for him. This sexual attraction was not only physical; it was spiritual as well as physical. This feeling - good or bad - is what comes between two strangers. And you weren't strangers. It's just that feeling... no, you were confused.

You stayed like that, your eyes locked, and you felt his cock against your belly, hard and thick and ready for you.

"That wasn't right, what you did, baby." He whispered.

The next moment he wrapped his hand around your wrists and pinned your arms above your head. He leaned down and rested his forehead against yours.

"I think it's time you were punished for your actions."

His eyes swept over your face before settling on your mouth.

"Be sure of one thing, YN. I'm going to fuck you." He had no restraint left. Excitement overtakes reason. "And believe me when I tell you I don't plan to stop. Not even if you beg me to."

You swallowed, feeling your nipples harden against the soft fabric of your long shirt. You hated yourself for this. You hated your body for it. Responding to the sound of his voice like the good, obedient little slut you were.

Jungkook tilted his face up to where your pulse beat against the sensitive skin of your neck. When his tongue slid over the treacherous vein in your neck, you had lost whatever reason you had left. He knew you were horny. He also knew that despite the facade you were trying so hard to project, you were horny.

Tilting his head toward you, he kissed you. He kissed your lower lip, moaning as he sucked on it. Feeling his warm, naked body against yours, you did nothing but accept what he was giving you. And you let it happen without flinching.

When you tilt your head back, he follows your movement and kisses you full on the lips, taking advantage of your weakness to slip his tongue into your mouth.

Switching positions, he leads you to his bed without breaking the kiss. As soon as the back of your knees touches the end of the bed, Jungkook pushes you down onto the mattress so that you sit on the edge before his big hand rests on your chest. Unlike his words, his gestures were soft. Somewhere beneath that dominant layer, you found the gentle and caring Jungkook for a moment.

Your back gently touched his mattress. His head was level with your crotch before he slowly moved up your body, leaving kisses on your skin, starting from your stomach to your neck.

Leaning on his hands to keep his weight from crushing you, Jungkook leaned closer to you, so close that his lips brushed against you, making you shiver.

"I feel you, YN," he whispers. "I can feel your sex. And I bet you'd get wet if I put a hand between your legs."

You didn't even dare to move or breathe, obsessed with Jungkook. He looked at you, challenging you, and when he saw that you were still silent, he backed away victorious.

On the other hand, the look in your eyes showed him you were disappointed that he had put a distance between you. You wanted to taste him; you wanted him.

"Don't be disappointed, baby." He laughed. "I'm not done with you."

He grabbed your ankle with one hand and pulled you closer to the edge of his bed, catching you off guard. And you couldn't hide the small gasp of surprise that escaped the barrier of your lips. With the other hand, he took his length, and your eyes locked for the thousandth time of the evening. He began to pump himself. You tried as hard as possible to keep your eyes on his face. His angelic face with burning eyes and lips were swollen from your service.

"Spread your legs." His voice was so deep that it held such power and influence over you that you couldn't control yourself and did as he commanded.

It was only a matter of seconds before your panties fell to the floor in shreds, and he dove headfirst for your pussy. The soft wetness of his tongue on your sex, licking you, tasting you as his hand snaked to your clit. He began to play with your hardened clit.

Jungkook didn't have any doubts anymore; he didn't leave you indifferent.

You grabbed the blanket with all your strength as Jungkook ate you without mercy. His tongue worked skillfully, and the pleasure became unbearable as you struggled against him, not wanting to give in immediately. He understood what you did.

You had quickly lost the battle when Jungkook slid his tongue inside you, his fingers rubbing even more fervently on your clit, leaving you no choice but to come. He was relentless.

You arched your back as your hand got lost in the dark strands of his hair, pressing him even harder against you. Without being able to do anything else, you tightened your leg around his head, and reluctantly, Jungkook had to stop torturing your clit to spread your legs and immobilize you.

As Jungkook continued to suck hard on your clit, your eyes were tightly closed, and you bit your lips to stifle a scream of pleasure. He licked your pussy, starting from your slit to the hard core of your clit. He took his time, tasting every inch of you, teasing you at every opportunity.

All of this continued until you could no longer fight the pleasure that was selfishly building up inside you again. Your back rose from the mattress as your hand gripped Jungkook's hair harder, making him grunt and increasing your pleasure.

When your pleasure subsided, Jungkook stood up.

"I think I just found my favorite meal." With the back of his hand, he wipes the traces of his crime from you.

Your eyes turn to the hand that held his cock, pumping with a firm grip, making you lick your lips, eager to taste it in turn.

"Suck me, YN." Damn, you've been waiting for this.

Rising from the bed, you approach the edge before dropping to your knees in front of him, your mouth wide open, ready to swallow him. His salty taste, the soft skin around his heavy, hard cock enters your mouth, and automatically, your warm wet lips wrap around his length.

Jungkook fucks your mouth, pushing deeper and deeper into your throat, and you take him greedily. His movements take your breath away, but you don't say anything; who needs air to live anyway?

His cock became incredibly thick in your mouth as your tongue caressed his girth. His hand in your hair tugged at a few strands, and the pain of his gesture went straight to your pussy, which throbbed and clenched around the emptiness.

You started to play with your clit, but when Jungkook realized what you were doing, he tugged at your strands again.

"Stop what you're doing." But you couldn't; you had no control over your body anymore. And with Jungkook pulling your hair, it was even worse; your need to come again only grew.

Knowing full well that he would force you to stop, you rubbed your clit faster and faster, bringing out your moans and making his cock twitch.

"Fuck, YN. Stop." His head tilted back, trying to keep his eyes open as he tried to regain control of the situation.

The throbbing of his cock in your mouth gave him away. You knew it wouldn't be long before he spilled his cum, and you were ready to swallow every last drop.

Jungkook pushed you, and he stopped when your head rested on the edge of the bed. You could feel the first streams of cum running over your tongue and traveling to the back of your throat.

Then finally, he pulled out, taking his cock in his grip, his grip tight around his cock as streams of cum covered your neck and ran down the valleys of your breasts. He had fulfilled one of his fantasies and claimed you as his own. Claiming you. Owning you.

Not happy that you still had a last barrier of fabric hiding your beautiful body from his view, he reached over and tore off your nightgown with a grunt.

"I like that better." Stepping back again, he didn't mind looking at you hungrily. First, your face, then your eyes.

Following the path of his cum on your body, he looked at your breasts, your stomach, and your sex.

He couldn't hold back anymore. He had waited long enough for you. Now that you were in his grip, he would never let go.

Jungkook grabbed your forearm and lifted you up before pushing you back onto the bed and getting on top of you again. At first, he just looked at you before touching your inner thigh and gently stroking your sex with his fingertips.

His fingers settled on both sides of your pussy before he opened your lips. The way he took a breath, you thought he would say something, but he didn't. Jungkook looked at you as if he wanted you to understand that he had the power. That you finally belonged to him. That you belonged to him and no one else.

Grabbing his cock, Jungkook positioned himself between your spread legs. And as he looked down at you, the tip of his cock, swollen and reddened with excitement, stroked your lower lips. Your entrance was wet and warm, making it easier for Jungkook to enter you.

With a sharp thrust, he pushed his length into you, eliciting a cry of surprise and pleasure from you. You clung to him as if your life depended on it. Closing his eyes, Jungkook leaned in and kissed you hungrily, moving inside you.

"So fucking tight, baby." You tilt your hips, undulating in time to his movements, wrapping your legs around him, trapping him, keeping him close to you forever.

Jungkook loved the glint in your eyes. The dark eyes, the dilated pupils. On top of that, you were biting your lips as your pussy tightened around him even more.

"Harder, Koo." Your nails dug into the skin of his back, drawing a groan from him.

"Like this?" The intensity of his thrusts increased, but it wasn't enough. You needed more.

"More. Please, harder and faster." Complying, Jungkook gave everything he had to meet your demands.

Sometime later, his cock throbbed and emptied inside you as you clung to him, surrendering to the pleasure. Jungkook fell heavily on you, holding you against him as you breathed deeply.

When the cloud in his mind had dissipated, Jungkook rolled onto the mattress and lay on his back as he grabbed you and pulled you closer to his body. Neither of you spoke.

His dick was still thick and hard between you. Ready for another round. If Jungkook ever asked you to fuck again, you wouldn't say no.

He buries his head in your neck, and the kiss he leaves is nothing like the previous ones. Slow, soft, and gentle.

"How about a second round, baby?"

But that wasn't enough for you. In fact, you'd lost count of how many times you'd have to do it before you were satisfied with each other.

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