So.. Hey . Longtime Fic Reader And Long Time Secret Writer .

So….. hey 👋🏽. Longtime fic reader and long time secret writer 😂.

I write but never post really 😂 honestly I feel like my writing is 🗑️ but I digress. But I can’t ever really find what I’m looking for (except for one writer who is phenomenal but she isn’t really writing anymore) so I decided to try my hand myself.

I decided to put it out there to see if there’s any interest. I’ll start posting snippets of what I have to test the waters 😅😅

Full disclosure…. I’m into almost everything so you never know what you might get. Mainly black coded older reader. Some MxM.

Some of my favorites are sub!yandere BTS, poly BTS x reader, supernatural, A/B/O…. I’m greedy, what can I say. Like Pokémon, gotta catch them all 🙌🏽😅

LY: Love You Better | JJK | Three

Pair: Idol!Jungkook x Playmate!reader

Summary: Jungkook never wanted a playmate of his own before. While living a busy life, touring the world, being one of the top kpop idols alongside his Bangtan hyungs, he had everything he could possibly need. But now that responsibilities call and his brothers are starting to focus on their solo careers before eventually enlisting one by one, Jungkook feels lonely. Maybe hiring a companion to take care of his needs and fill in the empty space in his life isn’t such a bad idea anymore…

Chapter warnings: Make sure to keep some water on you because this is too damn sweet 

WC: 2.5K

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Whatever reservation Jungkook had about hiring a playmate or having you living in his house went down the drain the more the days passed. He realized soon enough that you really were as easy going as your first interview made you out to be, and you were extremely good at your job. 

To the point where Jungkook forgot you were doing a job most of the time. 

It’s been almost a week since you officially moved in with him and Bam, and it felt like you had always been there, that’s how well you matched with each other. Days by your side weren’t much different from Jungkook’s regular days, but his home and his life just felt so much fuller now. 

You’d go with him everywhere, which he liked. From late night runs to the seven eleven in the neighborhood, walks around the block with his dog, or even when he had to go into HYBE for meetings about his solo projects and schedules or to see one of his members. 

During the weekends you had days off, so you went to your own apartment and Jungkook dropped you off saturday morning and picked you back up on the following monday. You lived in a dorm building owned by your playmate agency, sharing the home with a roommate, explaining to him why you couldn’t exactly invite him in. 

But Jungkook wasn’t that clingy, he already had you five days out of seven, he could be without your presence on the weekends. 

“Yn? Are you coming?” Jungkook called you from the bottom of the stairs, zipping up his oversized windbreaker on top of his long sleeve shirt. 

“No, I’m not.” your arms were crossed to your chest as you pouted and practically stomped your way down the stairs. 

“Really?” he cocked his head to the side, raising an eyebrow as he looked you over. “Could have fooled me.” 

Today you were wearing black jeans ripped at the thighs, and a light gray sweater that almost swallowed you whole, hiding half of your hands in sweater paws. You were just too damn cute, even when you were scowling. 

Not only was Jungkook more and more comfortable around you as the days passed, his undeniable crush on you also grew exponentially, turning into full blown attraction faster than he anticipated. 

It wasn’t really his fault, if anything he blamed Hoseok hyung and Yuna noona for introducing the two of you. You were the personification of everything Jungkook wanted in a girl, as if you had been created in a lab to check every box and every request that he added to his written file. 

Jungkook had to remind himself that half of it probably wasn’t real, otherwise he’d be in big fucking trouble. 

“You are a mean man, Jungkookie.” you finished as you finally reached the bottom of the stairs, making him chuckle to himself at the use of his nickname. 

“Don’t pout now, he’ll be back soon.” he told you, reaching to cup your cheek and smooth the lines between your brows with his thumb. He felt the heat under his palm. “We can go get something to eat after we drop him off, if you’d like?” 

Your eyes twitched, then narrowed. “Bribing me with food won’t always work, I hope you know.” 

“Will it work this time?” Jungkook’s eyebrow raised once more. 

“Depends on what we’re having.” you challenged. 

“We can have whatever you want.” he offered, watching your fake scowl turn into a pretty smile.

“Okay, let’s go.” 

Jungkook shook his head at how easy it was for you to be bribed with food, something you both had in common. As you tied your sneakers after putting them on, Jungkook connected Bam’s leash to his collar, the poor dog had no idea you weren’t going on a walk, but he was being dropped off at the facility again. 

At least Bam really liked the place and its workers, always being really happy when arriving there; something Jungkook hoped would quiet your worries as you weren’t happy about sending his dog away. 

You and Bam also grew closer by the day, the dog liked your gentle nature and oftentimes fell asleep with his head on your lap as you gave him scratches. If Jungkook wished it was him instead, that was his business alone. 

“Let’s go, Bamie.” you called the puppy as you opened the front door, hoisting your small purse over your shoulder. “Come on, Jungkookie.” 

“I’m coming, I’m coming.” 

Jungkook was right behind you, taking his car keys from his pocket after locking his home. The beeping allerted you that his car was unlocked and you opened the backseat so that Bam could hop inside. The idol tried not to stare and you bent over to lock Bam’s safety belt, but the heavy sweater fell over your curves so nicely that he could perfectly see the outline of your waist and ass. 

Once you were both inside his vehicle and you put on your own seatbelt, you asked: 

“Now that Bamie won’t be riding with us anymore, can we have a go on your motorcycle sometime?” 

“Yeah, I can buy an extra helmet for you.” Jungkook easily agreed. 

“Oh, well, I don’t want to give you any trouble…” 

“It’s no trouble, doll.” he assured you, turning the car on and watching through the rearview mirror as the gate opened. “In fact, riding my bike with you is something I wanted to do for a while.” 

“Doll?” 

Jungkook’s heart dropped to his stomach as he realized the term of endearment he had for you in his head was actually spoken out loud. He looked to the side, to you, worried about what he might find in your face. 

You had a tiny smile on your glossed lips, eyes small like crescent moons. 

Instead of backtracking, Jungkook decided to not let things get awkward for once in his life. 

“Yeah, cause you’re tiny and cute.” he nodded, putting his car in reverse to get out of the garage. “Is that okay?” 

Your initial reply was the mix between a snort and a laugh. “Yeah, but I’m not tiny. You’re just big.” 

“You’re shorter than the other two girls your agency sent me.” his matter of factly tone made you snort again. 

“I didn’t read size kink on your files, Kook.” you pointed out and Jungkook couldn’t stop the flush to creep up his neck as he waited to make sure his gate was closed before driving off. 

“I didn’t put everything I’m into in those files.” 

“I thought as much.” you continued, looking at Jungkook’s profile as he drove, instead of looking at the views outside. After his questioning hum, you carried on: “I don’t know, your file felt a little vanilla.”

“And you don’t think I like vanilla?” the man’s brain was a second away from short circuiting as he didn’t think this subject would be the background of your drive. 

“Maybe I’m wrong.” you shrugged. “But looking like you do, I would expect something a little more wild.” 

“Wild?” Jungkook parroted, amused to say the least. “I don’t know, doll, I might disappoint you.” 

“You can’t say that while smirking!” you giggled, proof you were still staring at him. 

Telling you all of the things he was actually into was out of question, as he didn’t trust his own body to behave while he did so. For now, he turned the radio on and let you pick a radio station to listen to as he drove the familiar way to Bam’s training center. 

After dropping his puppy off, and after the many promises that he’d be back home soon, you finally told him what you wanted to eat: 

Convenience store ramen. 

Which led Jungkook to ask if you wanted to make some at a 24/7 ramen shop and eat it by the river. You agreed instantly, so he drove across town to one of his favorite spots. 

The shop was tiny and had no workers, so the two of you had complete freedom to put together your own ramen with a variety of toppings, flavors and brands to pick from. You added eggs, kimchi and green onions to yours, while Jungkook went for the traditional a little bit of everything. 

“Are you sure this is okay?” you were asking him as you crossed the street after leaving the ramen shop, passing the sidewalk to step onto the grass of the park at the bank of the Han. “Won’t people recognize you?” 

“Maybe, but it’s fine. Usually I’m able to blend in.” 

Groups of friends and couples were sitting scattered around the area, watching the sky darken as the sun was almost completely gone. Jungkook knew he had to be careful in certain settings, he’d never go to a mall, for instance, without his bodyguards, but this was okay. 

The weather was a little on the colder side, which meant not many people were out and about, and the shadows cast by the approaching night meant it would be a little harder for him to be recognized. 

Besides, now that his group was doing their own thing and living their lives, ARMY were pretty respectful and kept their distance most of the time. 

You picked a spot to sit in an area further away from the more rowdy college student groups, settling on the grass so you could enjoy your hot meals. 

“Are you from around here?” Jungkook was the first to break the silence, opening the foil lid on his ramen bowl. 

“No, my family lives a little up north, but it’s just an hour away.” you told him as you folded your legs in criss-cross. 

“Oh, then it’s not far at all.”

“Nope. It’s the only reason why my parents let me move out into the big city when I was nineteen.” you weren’t looking at him when you said it, unwrapping a pair of disposable chopsticks and giving it to Jungkook. “Wanted to be an actress, how clichê is that?” 

Jungkook could definitely see you being the lead love interest on a coming of age drama, you were definitely pretty enough for that. 

“How did you go from wanting to act to becoming a playmate?” Jungkook asked you while using his chopsticks to break his egg and mix it in with the noodles. 

“It’s not that different, if you think about it. Both involve playing a part.” you shrugged naturally, doing the same with your egg and blowing into the bowl as steam came out. “Being a playmate means I need to change parts of myself and pretend to be something I’m not in order to fit in with what my clients want.”

He could see that it made perfect sense. But your words still planted a little self-doubt seed deep in his heart, making him wonder if what you shared with him, who you were around him, was nothing but a crafted version of who he wanted you to be. 

“Must be tiring. Pretending to be something you’re not all the time.” his tone was slightly bitter, but he covered it with a long slurp of his food. At least he tried to.

“It is. Which is why I never say yes to living with someone that I’d need to change much about who I am.” you explained, looking directly at Jungkook, nothing but truth in your warm eyes. “I could never do it all the time.”

Jungkook’s own mouth got away from him at times, so he asked: “Is there anything that you show me that isn’t real?”

“Oh, yeah.” you nodded mid chew, swallowing before continuing: “I hate dogs.”

The boy laughed out loud at that, head falling back and almost choking on a piece of tofu. “Yeah right, you like Bam better than me.”

“Not completely true, I think you’re both equally cute and sweet.”

“Jesus, thanks, doll.” 

Jungkook was snorting, shaking his head and making his hair drape over his eyes. You giggled between slurps of your dinner, pushing him lightly with your elbow as you asked:

“What?!” 

“That’s exactly what a guy wants to hear from a girl he’s attracted to, that he’s cute and sweet.” he was well aware of the slight pout in his lips and the satoori on his whine. 

“What’s wrong with being cute and sweet?!” you giggled again, all high pitched and adorable. “Those are perfectly good adjectives!”

“Nah, nah, it’s fine.”

“Alright, what would you want me to call you?” you rolled your eyes while your lips were pulled up at the corners. 

“Fuck no, I’m not taking your pitty adjectives.” he denied, eyes squinted as he pushed his hair away from his face. Jungkook should really do something about his bangs soon. 

“Jungkook.”

You called, but he didn’t answer, stuffing his mouth with the delicious food. 

“Jungkookie.” 

You tried again, placing your half eaten dinner on the grass in front of you.

“Kookie.”

One more attempt, this time paired with your small hand reaching for his bicep –which he flexed, obviously–.

“Kook.” you sounded softer this time, almost hesitant, so he looked at you. 

“Mmhmm?”

“You’re not just cute and sweet.” you reasoned, hand very much holding onto his arm. “I also think you’re handsome. I like the way you smell. And your tattoos are really cool. Your muscles are hot.”

“Okay, thanks–” Jungkook let out a small laugh, face flushing as he clearly didn’t think it through, never knowing how to respond to compliments. 

“And I’m attracted to you, too.” 

The admittance came out so easily that air left Jungkook’s lungs, but it took him a while to drag some back in. He also didn’t know how to answer that, simply smiling into his bowl. 

You didn’t let the mood turn heavy, hand leaving his arm to pick up your own dinner again so you could finish it off. The two of you ate the rest of it in comfortable silence, occasionally pointing out cute dogs or funny children walking by. 

Once the ramens were done, you got up to throw the empty containers on a trashcan nearby, coming back to sit next to him again, slightly closer than before. 

“Do you want to go back home?” you asked, pulling your sleeves over your hands to keep the chill away. 

“I’m so full right now I might sleep behind the wheel.” Jungkook hid a yawn behind his hands and rubbed his eyes. “But if you’re too cold, we can.” 

With a giggle, you offered: “Want to take a little nap?” 

“That– sounds like a terrible idea.” 

“Oh, come on, just lay your head here.” you patted your thigh in invitation, dragging Jungkook’s eyes down. “Just for a few minutes, to avoid our impending deaths.” 

Jungkook wouldn’t actually fall asleep while driving, but he wouldn’t deny your offering either. The grass felt a little cold on his side as he laid down, but your leg felt warm under his cheek. As soon as he got comfortable, you started to run your gentle fingers through his hair, nails dragging against his scalp. 

It was so relaxing, and you were so careful not to pull on any strands that Jungkook could fall asleep for real. 

If only he could control his heart from going a little crazy in his chest and his mind didn’t run miles a minute with thoughts of you. 

A/N: Can you tell what's coming next?? 🥵 Sorry about the taglist, Tumblr still isn't letting me tag people. If anyone knows why that could be, please let me know! For nowwwwww, reblog to give Bam a treat! 🐶🍪

So excited for this

LY: Love You Better | JJK | Masterlist

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Pair: Idol!Jungkook x f!reader

Summary: Jungkook never wanted a playmate of his own before. While living a busy life, touring the world, being one of the top kpop idols alongside his Bangtan hyungs, he had everything he could possibly need. But now that responsibilities call and his brothers are starting to focus on their solo careers before eventually enlisting one by one, Jungkook feels lonely. Maybe hiring a companion to take care of his needs and fill in the empty space in his life isn’t such a bad idea anymore…

Genre and warnings: Series, fluff, angst, smut, idol au, playmate au. Here we are with yet another series in the Playmate universe! This is in no way related to LDYK, but the rules for playmates and agencies and companions for hire are the same ones from that universe! Here we’ll learn about other aspects of the Playmate world! If this is your first time hearing about it, you might wanna check out Little Do you Know (main ot7 playmate story) and LY: Love You Right (Yoongi x playmate spin off).  

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hii 😭 im imagining jungkook as a church boy who is so attracted to the reader that he thinks he’s sinning right before the lords eyes

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Repent

Adventures of Jeon Jungkook and the new girl who attends the church retreat - and who is also determined to fuck him.

Warning: church boy jungkook, very shy boy, reader has ulterior motives of course, reader obviously has a corruption kink, dry humping, slight masturbation,

The first time Jungkook has laid his eyes upon you, he noticed there was a shift.

You weren't from here, Jungkook notes. He knows everyone at this church and has yet to know who you were. It only takes a quick word from you to know that this isn't what you usually indulge in.

Y/L Y/N was your name and you've volunteered simply because of your sweet grandmother - the same one who baked such delicious treats for all the children on this trip. She had introduced the two of you and you have given him a smile that causes his heart to jolt suddenly.

Jungkook had to stay away from you and that was his only option. To think that he - a man - had to stay away from you was absurd. However, it was true. Your presence causes an unbalance in his life.

The first unbalance had been when he saw you again. Again, you only volunteered because your grandmother insisted. It was summer and the church always went on a week retreat deep in the woods to be one with nature and naturally, it was hot.

And of course, naturally, your legs were showing.

Legs and shoulders.

Was this where Jungkook's life was going? Him being attracted to any ounce of skin that he had to physically remove himself from the situation entirely.

Jungkook grew up in this church, his parents attending every and any event there was. He was a religious person who stuck to themselves - even as he reached adulthood. That didn't mean he didn't have friends that weren't apart of the church - and as soon as he began to feel things, he called them.

Jungkook's friends had laughed at him. He always hated being the youngest one in said group. Jimin had teased him the entire phone call. Namjoon was trying to keep everyone at bay, but it was no use. "You're acting like a little virgin, Kookie." was Taehyung's words. "Act like you had pussy before, please."

Jungkook decides that his friends were going to be of no help. They didn't grow in the church like he had and had to constantly think about what God thought about his actions - how perverted his mind was going whenever he saw you. Like when you gotten on your knees to pick something up and his mind instantly flashed to you on your knees for him in a less than holy way.

"It's normal to feel these things. You're a man, Kook." Namjoon had assured him over the phone. He's unsure if he'd be able to stay the entire week if he had to keep seeing you and imagining filthy ways to have you.

"You're an artist...why don't you draw what you're feeling?" Yoongi had suggested - and that idea felt ludicrous. He was feeling aroused by you and the only way to release it, by his older friends' thoughts, were to draw it out?

Jungkook had - and at the end of it all he felt like a horrible human being. But once his pencil started to sketch, he couldn't bring himself to stop. While everyone else remained asleep in their respected parts of the cabin, he had been up drawing you.

The drawing started sweet - you smiling just the way Jungkook remembered. You looking out into the distance and even one of you eating one of your grandmothers' infamous cookies.

It went downhill when his mind flashes once more of you on your knees and his hand moves quickly, sketching out the perverse thoughts into his notebook. His mind thinks about what your body would look like underneath your clothes. He draws what he imagines your pretty face would appear if contorted with pleasure, your eyes barely able to remain open...

Before Jungkook knew it, it was morning, and his room shines brightly thanks to the sun. He had slammed his sketchbook shut and hid it deep in his suitcase, a part of his ashamed of what he wasted the entirety of his night on.

"Jungkook, right?"

Jungkook stiffens when he hears your voice directly beside him. He turns slowly, as if afraid. Doe eyes stare at you for a moment and it's only when you speak again does he answer. "Y-Yes. I'm Jungkook."

Jungkook thinks he could melt when you offer him a smile. "Can I see them?"

"H-Huh?"

"I was told you draw."

The color leaves Jungkook's face and he eyes you once more, unsure on who told you that.

"The kids," you turn to the table full of children doing arts and craft. "said Kookie is the best artist here."

Jungkook hearts beat outside his chest and slowly he nods. "I-I can show you." he says, swallowing his nerves. "It's in my room. I'll go get them-"

"I can come." you smile. "I don't want to burden you and have you walk all the way there and back."

Jungkook's heart is beating outside his chest at having you in his room. On the way there he had texted his friends about it, asking for any advice on not passing out - and all he received was vulgar things to do while the two of you were alone; they were never any help.

"These are nice." you compliment, flipping through the countless drawings he had - some of scenery and landscaping, some an assortment of flowers or even fruit. You're laying on your stomach as you flip through them, your legs swaying back and forth behind you. Jungkook thinks they'd feel soft if he ever had a chance to touch them. "Do you draw people, as well?"

"Sometimes." Jungkook's cheeks flush and he wonders if maybe you knew just how much of a pervert he was - why else would you ask these questions? Maybe he should apologize before you accuse him of anything.

"Can I see them?"

There it was - you were gathering evidence. Jungkook swallows thickly, unsure of what to say or do; maybe he should start praying as God would have to be the first to grant his forgiveness. He swallows thickly going through an internal battle with himself.

"Are you scared of me?"

Jungkook glances away at your question. He wants to say that he was - that you were far too beautiful for him to be too close to. Even now he finds it quite difficult to not stare at your legs and admire how femininely woman they look in your shorts. But then he would be questioned further and how could he tell you about the perverted thoughts he has? "I-I..."

"I'm not a very...religious person. I'm sure you know." you speak, closing the sketchbook he has given you that displayed his mild artwork. "I hope you don't think I'm a bad person." you continue, now lying on your back, eyes blinking upwards at him.

"Never!" Jungkook insist, snapping his head back to you quickly. "I'm...just...awkward around new people." he admits, not wanting you to think he didn't like you because of how you lived your life.

You smile at him, eyes unreadable to Jungkook. "So, you wouldn't judge me for what I want to say?"

"Of course not." Jungkook responds meekly. "You are entitled to say whatever you feel. Only God could judge us!"

"You are right." you nod. "Before the week is over, Jungkook..." you begin, eyes staring right into his dark curious ones. You now bring yourself up to a seated position. He waits for you to continue and he swears that he could hear a pin drop in his room. The suspense was killing him. "...I'm going to get you to fuck me."

You leave Jungkook there for the suspense, giggling to yourself at how wide his eyes were and how terrified he looked. His eyes follow your figure leaving his bedroom, his heart in his ears. He's humiliated that those words caused an erection that he couldn't get to go away for the following 15 minutes.

How couldn't you want someone like Jungkook? The boy was gorgeous and had a body and the face of a man that deserved to be the biggest, conceited asshole - and it made it better that he wasn't. He was a shy individual and appeared to avoid any contact from the opposite sex over the age of 18. Though, there wasn't any woman here that appeared to catch Jungkook's eyes, and yes, you've noticed.

Jungkook's wandering eyes were the reason you chose to wear the tight shirts and shorts, regardless of the disapproving glances from the other church go-ers. You've done anything you could have to make Jungkook talk to you - and when he hadn't after the second day, you told yourself matters had to be taken into your own hands.

"So...a hot girl wants to fuck you?" Jimin asks over the phone. "But you're blowing up my phone?"

"This is serious!" Jungkook hisses over the phone. He needed outside help on how to approach this. "What if this is a joke?"

"A joke?" Taehyung scoffs. "What more does she have to say?"

"She'll have to put her pussy on his face to get his dumbass to get the point." Hoseok grumbles, tired of hearing Jungkook and his made-up problems. "I say you give her what she wants. Fuck her raw and-"

"Can you all please?" Namjoon groans loudly. "You're not being supportive."

"Thanks, hyung."

Jungkook decides to listen to Namjoon and talk to you about it - later on in the night. Now you were helping your grandmother set up the food table with the meals she's spent hours preparing that would be served only after the service.

"Kookie!" one boy says, running right into him. "Take a picture of us!"

Jungkook nods, a soft smile on his lips. He was on photography duty and had to make sure enough pictures were taken. This will get his mind off of you, surely.

Jungkook snaps countless pictures throughout the night, making sure everyone was a part of it. In the back of his mind, you remained - your admission to wanting to...sleep with him was weighing heavily.

In the camera lengths Jungkook see's you, already looking his way. Slowly, he lowers it from his face and his eyes meet yours for the first time since this morning. You and here stood across the room but even he could see that you wanted him to notice you.

Jungkook glances away from you and to two more kids running past him. He sighs, stumbling out the way and when he looks back to where you once stood, you were gone.

This is his chance, Jungkook thinks. He could be a little late to the service today. He could never focus if his mind could only think of you.

Jungkook goes towards the direction of where your room would be, the hallway long and quiet. It's vacant as everyone is in the dining hall for service soon. His nerves are kicking his ass, and he contemplates if he should turn around now.

Jungkook stops outside your room door. It's cracked and a bit of light shines behind it. He goes to knock on your door when he finds you - only you were naked, your clothes sprawled on the floor. His breath hitches as you lay on the bed, your legs wide open for him to see.

Jungkook wants to run away and forget that he has seen you in such a vulnerable state, but his body doesn't move. His eyes are unblinking and solely focused on the way your fingers begin to play with yourself.

Your breast appears so full and he imagines how nice they'd feel in the palms of his hands. Your nipples are erect due to the slight coolness of the room this evening and his mouth salivates on just how he imagines his tongue circling them until they're swollen.

Jungkook was a pervert - he was going to have to repent after this. He finds that he cannot move from his spot, watching you play with yourself. One hand grips your breast while the free one begins to enter two fingers inside of you. Your moans fill the room and it's a melodic tune that he wants to hear over and over and over again.

Jungkook's pants are tight, his erection begging for a release from the prison that was his underwear.

"Kookie?"

Jungkook nearly jumps from his skin when you say his name, eyes staring at the cracked door where he stood in the darkness. Maybe if he didn't respond you'd think that he wasn't there.

"Come in." you say, lifting yourself from laying on your bed to sitting on it. "You don't have to be afraid."

"I-I'm so sorry!" Jungkook says from the door, not moving an inch. His heart is pounding and damn it he was afraid. You were becoming to much to handle and his friends were right - he was acting like some virgin teenager that didn't experience this with a girl before.

And truly, it was only a few times with a girlfriend he had that didn't work out. Maybe he should have listened to his friends and not propose to her at their young age; but what were they expecting a religious person like Jungkook to do?

You were going to have to initiate everything, you note. But that's okay - you loved the shy ones like Jungkook. You could only imagine the way he'll whimper beneath you.

You swing the door open, just as naked as before. Jungkook is frozen and his breathing increases. He tears his eyes away from you, dark cheeks. "P-Please don't hate me."

"You're so silly." you laugh. "Why would I hate you?"

Jungkook feels ready to explode when you wrap your arms around his neck. Your chest is against his and you're so close that he can smell a vanilla scent on your skin - he has a good nose, and he just certain it's the warm vanilla collection.

You're teasing him, your tongue poking out from your lips to lick at his neck. "Do you want me to stop?" you asks him - you weren't going to do anything to the man while he was crying the entire time.

"It's...this is fine." Jungkook murmurs meekly.

"You don't sound sure." you tease. "Do you not like me?"

"I-I do!" Jungkook is quick to say. "I just don't want to force you into anything."

You mentally sigh - he wasn't helping you not want him. You want to coo at how cute Jungkook was. To think he didn't want to force you into anything after you've gone this far.

"We have five days left of this trip." you murmur, tongue against his neck. It circles the nape of it. "You aren't going to keep me waiting, right? That wouldn't be nice."

Jungkook whimpers when he feels your teeth biting his neck and it does nothing but make you want to ruin the man further.

"I want you to take some pictures of me." you tell Jungkook, leaning back to look into his eyes. "Some pictures that are for...your eyes only."

Jungkook gulps, his cock jumps in his pants. "O-Okay." is all he could muster up to say.

You remove your arms from his neck and nod to the camera around his neck. "Then start." you tell him.

Jungkook's hands are trembling when he does as you ask him to. He snaps several pictures of your naked body, you are posing in such provocative positions that he's unsure if this is real or a sick, perverted dream of his.

"Now," you clap your hands. "I want to take some pictures of me in a different P.O.V."

Jungkook clenches the camera in his hands. "I-"

You pull him onto the bed, caging him between your things. Your pussy is right against his clothed erection, and he yelps when he feels you sit directly on top of him. "Take them."

Jungkook knows these pictures were going to be blurry. His palms are sweaty as he snaps a few more pictures of you directly on top of him. The sight is forever going to be drawn into his mind - naked body on top of his, breast on fully display as you look down on him with such a lustful look in your eyes.

"I-I can't get the right pictures if...if you keep moving." Jungkook clenches the camera in his hands. You were grinding against him and through the lenses he watches the way your pussy humps against him.

"Sorry," you murmur. "you just feel good."

Jungkook drops the camera at your words, and you could only snort, but you don't stop your grinding. Your eyes force his to watch you, hands clenching into his shoulders as you beginning to add pressure and speed to your humping. "I can't feel it enough."

Jungkook was going to die here - he's sure of it. One hand removes itself from his shoulder and you slightly lift yourself up so you could yank down his pants. You weren't going to stop there and before you know it, Jungkook's underwear's is yanked just as fast.

"I-I-"

Jungkook winces when he feels you sit directly onto him, your folds against the shaft of his cock. You're wet and warm - he's never felt anything without a condom on.

Your hips begin to buckle, grinding against his shaft. Jungkook's cheeks are bright red with embarrassment and his hands hover above your hips, afraid to touch you. "You're acting like you never touched a woman before."

Jungkook swallows, resting his hands onto your grinding hips. "N-Not one like you." he admits - someone so bold and beautiful who knew exactly what she wanted.

You giggle, then moan. Your hips circle around Jungkook's cock and wished that something so beautiful was inside of you - but you were patient enough to wait. You didn't want to overwhelm the boy more than you were already.

"Don't be afraid to touch me, Kookie." your mouth is so close to his that he wants to connect your lips. He could feel your breath against his face, tickling him as you moan.

Jungkook's hand roam your body, his palm vibrating with anticipation. He grips on the flesh of your ass, whimpering at how soft it was all the while you grinded against him. He roams them up past your hips and towards you back to them cast them down your sides to grip your breast.

"You're very beautiful..." Jungkook whimpers once more, body hot with pleasure. "...so so beautiful."

Jungkook's embarrassed that he can feel himself about to cum, but that was alright because you were determined to cum along with him. You take the initiative to connect your lips to Jungkook's in a needy kiss, your hips buckling with such need.

Humping usually wasn't what you settled for - but Jungkook was just too hot (and shy) to not tease and mess with. You're cumming all over him, creaming against his cock that he cannot help but do the same, hot cum falling all over his abdomen like a hormonal pathetic teenager.

"I can't wait to feel your cum in me." you murmur against his lips and Jungkook swears that alone could make him hard again.

i love leaving my stories on a cliffhanger at the best part