Realll Cause Bitches Is Too Worried, Like Ik For A Fact Jkay Does Not Care What Yall Think

Realll cause bitches is too worried, like ik for a fact jkay does not care what yall think

am I the only one who just does not care who jk decides to collab with or have in his mv?

like I’m gonna support it no matter what because it’s him so why bother make a fuss over something you can’t change 💀

Road head always a win🙈🤝

SATIVA. jjk

Synopsis: you ended up high and horny out of your mind at your guys’ families new years dinner party, your husband helps you out and takes you for a late night car quickie.

Genre: married au! established relationship!

Pairing: husband!Jungkook x fem!reader

Warnings: car sex, porn without plot, blowjob, riding, unprotected sex (wrap it up bro.) pet names, belly bulge, usage of weed, dirty talk, creampie.

Wc: 3.2k⭐️

a/n: roller coaster writing this, who would’ve thought I would be writing 3k words of jus smut whatyoumeannn... Anywho enjoy🍪!!

You were horny. and just a tad bit high. (A lot)

Here you were, sitting down at the dinner table with both of your families for New Year's dinner. Pussy dripping wet looking at your husband dressed in all black chatting it up with your cousin, who’s higher than a kite. When Mila recommended a cousin walk outside, you seriously didn’t think about her pulling out a joint.

Your thighs press together under the table, your fork moves around your half-eaten plate, and your stomach is full of all the chips you stole from your nieces earlier.

Jungkook's tattooed hand makes its way to your bare thigh, giving it a small squeeze and making you shift slightly on your chair. Seriously, the only thing you could think of right now was Jungkook fucking you on any possible surface. And honestly, you wanted to physically and mentally slap yourself for how inappropriate your thoughts were around your entire family, but you seriously couldn’t give a single fuck.

Your panties stick to your core from how wet you are; your hand rests on top of jungkooks, you move it upwards to your inner thigh, making his head snap towards yours and raising an eyebrow at you with a sly smirk.

You honestly didn’t care what he did; you just needed something to relieve the growing ache between your legs. His index finger moves towards your pussy slit over your lace panties. He chuckles under his breath before removing his finger and pulling down your dress to lay back to its original length before continuing to eat with a small smirk on his face.

You mentally roll your eyes, your center and underwear partially drench, thighs press together under the table, looking for some type of friction to control the throbbing and tension your pussy is going through.

You look over at your husband's side profile, your mouth watering from how his jaw clenches as he talks to your dad about work, but all everyone is saying it’s coming one ear out the other. Your head is foggy and dizzy from the weed you inhaled not even an hour ago, mixed with all the unexplainable things you want to do to the men speaking to your dad. You don’t miss the small smirk his lips carry, which makes you want to slap it right off.

“Anyone who hasn’t drinked yet, can you guys pick up more alcohol before the clock ticks 12?” Jungkook's uncle says this as he’s just coming out of the kitchen with the last two beer bottles in hand.

“I’ll go,” Jungkook says before standing up in his chair and resting his hand on your shoulder. “Let’s go, baby.” He whispers into your ear. Sending shocks to your center, your pussy clenches over nothing but his voice. You rise from your chair as Jungkook hands you your purse and cell phone. “We’ll be back,” your husband says before opening the front door and letting you pass first.

You are met with the cold air immediately, you and Jungkook rush to his car parked in front of the neighbor's house. He presses a button on the keys, opening the car door for you. Jungkook waits until you are seated before shutting the door and walking to the driver's seat.

“God was on my side.” You huff when Jungkook shuts the door behind him and reaches for his seatbelt. Your husband chuckles softly, looking at how your hands cover your clothed pussy. “That horny?” Jungkook starts the car, making the auto-lighting system light up automatically. The same goes with the song you last played, which plays from the car speaker that’s connected to your phone. Your husband pulls out the parking spot, driving down the street.

"Fuck—high and horny.” You reach for his hand that rests on the gear shift, bringing it to your aching center. “Why didn’t you finger me under the table?” You whine, pouting.

“They were kids around my love.” His middle finger slowly moves on your clothed clit. “Fuck em, kids—mhm,” you moan when his hand disappears into your underwear. Jungkook chuckles.

“You’re soaking, baby.” His fingers move around your pussy spreading your wetness all over your clit. Your hips buck into his hand, your eyes closing at the sensation you’ve been craving. He pulls his hand out, making you gasp at the loss of pleasure. Opening your eyes, you see Jungkook sucking on the fingers that were just on you.

“Stop teasing,” you whine. Jungkook loved how you got whenever you were horny from getting high, how you would whine and beg for him to fuck you, and how seriously you would let him do whatever he wanted to you. "Baby, can’t I’m driving?” he motions to the empty street he’s driving down on.

You bite your lips, containing your small whine, before pulling down your lace underwear and undoing your belt. “What are you doing?” Jungkook looks at you quickly before focusing back on the road.

You don’t reply; instead, you reach for the zipper of his slacks, pulling down and palming him over his underwear. “Fuck” Jungkook's hand grips tightly on the steering wheel. throwing silent curses at how your hands work on his underwear. You slowly pull down his boxers, letting his cock slap on his abdomen.

“I love your cock,” you giggle before kissing the tip, making Jungkook bite down on his lip. You bend over, your ass in the air, wrapping your hands over his now-hard cock. Your two hands barely covering half of his length, “fuck so big.” You whisper.

“Gonna suck daddy’s cock?” Jungkook's unoccupied hand collects your perfectly curled hair into a messy ponytail. "Mhm,” you hum while leaving small kitten licks all over his cock. Jungkook moans softly. He loves it when you suck him off. He knew you were good with your mouth when he first kissed you, but since the first time you got on your knees, the last thread of dignity he had snapped.

Without any further warning, your mouth takes his cock down your throat, making Jungkook groan on top of you. “Fuck taking my cock like a good girl, you are, huh?” Your head bobs up and down, taking as much of him as you can, and your hands take whatever can’t fit into your mouth. Your tongue works by circleling on the tip as you bob your head.

Jungkook's grip tightens around the black steering wheel, trying to remain focused on the road, your thighs pressing together, softly moaning with your mouth full of him, sending vibrations all over his throbbing cock.

You come back for air as you watch saliva drip down Jungkook's balls. You spit on his cock, tapping his length on your pouted lips before wrapping your lips over his length once again.

“So fucking hot with your mouth is stuffed with my cock princess.” Jungkook pushes your head down a little bit with his hand, making you gag on his cock. Your eyes water. Your hands lay on his hip bones, stopping him from pushing his hips forward, which didn't do anything to stop him.

His breathing became faster as he stared in front of him at the lonely road, stealing quick glances at your ass and at you, whose eyes are closed and cheeks puffed out, taking him as much as your mouth and throat could allow you.

Wet sounds are heard within the car with every bob of your head. “My—” Your husband's hips buck forward,

“fucking—“ thrust, “mouth.” another thrust, making his cock hit the back of your throat once again. He pulls on your hair upwards, popping his cock out of your mouth, and breathing heavily.

Jungkook doesn’t even think twice before pulling over to the side of the road, putting the car in park, adjusting his seat, and reaching for you, placing you over his lap. Before wiping off the dripping drool down your face, along with tears you didn't notice had shed down your puffed-out cheeks,.

“So messy!" you giggle while sticking your tongue out. Small strings of saliva and pre cum bubble up in your mouth. “And so hot.” He runs his finger over your bottom lip, groaning softly as he watches you swallow.

Jungkook grips your neck before putting his lips on top of yours. "Mhm,” you moan as the grip on your neck tightens. Your cunt is soaked, your juices running down your inner thighs silently, praying it doesn’t go on the seats. You slightly grind your hips, causing his cock to brush past your folds, making you clench over nothing.

"Gonna fuck you so hard, baby.” He whispers into your mouth; his tongue travels inside your mouth; the kiss becomes more intense and sloppy, making you gasp for air.

Your hands tug on his perfectly styled hair, pulling him closer to you. His hands make their way to your ass, squeezing roughly. You adjust yourself before reaching for his aching cock and lining it up to your entrance. "I need to feel you inside me, baby,” you tap his cock on your sensitive, neglected clit.

"Fuckk—" you sink down on his cock, your acrylic nails clinging to Jungkook's shoulders. His cock sliding in with ease, given how drenched you were. “Such a fucking tight pussy.” Jungkook mewls loudly, throwing his head back.

Your teeth bite on your bottom lip, trying to contain the pornographic moan you want to let out, as Jungkook chuckles at how your eyes roll to the back of your head when his cock molds your pussy, hitting your spot perfectly.

Your sopping walls wrap around Jungkook's cock tightly, and squelching sounds make their way to your guy's ears after you slowly grind on him. ‘Sativa’ by Jhené Aiko fills the car, making Jungkook chuckle.

"Great timing.” He sucks and nips at your neck. “I say we go ten rounds,” you joke, but half seriously, sending Jungkook a small pout, which he only kisses off. “Quickie, princess.” Your husband lifts his hips up slightly. “Oh fuck,” a small, strained moan comes out of you.

The tight feeling stays on your lower belly as you control yourself to not jump on his dick at that very moment, wanting this to last longer. Your boyfriend's hands rest on your thighs, pulling up the black dress you are wearing, giving both of you access to see his cock buried deep into your soaked cunt.

“So fucking wet for me,” he groans, his thumb flicking your swollen bud. "Fuck,” you spasm.

Jungkook laughs loudly. “You’re acting like I didn’t pound you dumb before dinner.” He moves your hair out of your face, tucking it behind your pierced ear, and gives you a chaste kiss on your cheek. Sending tons of small butterflies flying around your tummy, even in moments like this where he can be deep inside you, where his eyes pierce through you and he says the most dirty things to you, he can still make you feel like just a girl who has a huge crush on a boy in her class.

"Mhm—cock too good." You pout as you slowly rise up, leaving only his red tip in you, before dropping down roughly, shoving his cock deep into your cunt. “Ah~” a high-pitched moan leaves your lips. “Shit so deep.” You look down where you both connect, your slick all over Jungkook's thighs and cock. The bulge that pokes in your lower belly, indicating Jungkook's dick, has your husband pressing his palm lightly on it. 

“Ride me, baby,” he ordered, giving your thighs a little squeeze as a green light for you to go. Your hands grip on the leather head restraint, and your fingers dig into the material while you plant your feet on the seat before jumping up and down his cock, molding your wet gummy walls. 

An immense pleasure shoots through your entire body, letting your mouth fall wide open. “Shit shit shit, ah,” a choked moan leaves your mouth as your legs slightly shake. “Good fucking girl, taking my cock so well.” Jungkook breathes out. His eyes close as you bounce on him, and small grunts and moans will slip past his lips anytime you clench around him.

Your movements didn’t falter at all; instead, they grew faster and more hurriedly. Jungkook leaned back, his hands behind his head, as he watched your every movement. Your eyes are closed while your mouth hangs open, drool slowly accumulating on the side of your mouth and threatening to spill. Your tits were bouncing in your tight mini dress, which Jungkook had bought you a while back. The strapless dress gives him a perfect view of your neck and collarbone.

His pointer and middle finger pull on the dress, revealing your perky tits. His mouth attaches itself to your left nipple, sucking and licking. A sweet little cry leaves your lips as you bounce on his cock. Your fingers entangle themselves in Jungkook's raven hair, tugging slightly.

His tongue circles around your nipple before sucking and biting, sending electric shocks down to your core, where your cunt is filled up to the brim. “Taking me so well, baby,” he says, popping one of your nipples out of his mouth and watching as they bounce in front of him alongside your hurried pace.

Your knees buckle, making you lose your balance, and you fall on the horn of the steering wheel, causing a big, loud beep and making you shriek loudly.

“Oh shit," Jungkook reacts quickly and pulls you into him, both of your chests rumbling with laughter. “You’re so dumb.” Your husband laughs into your messy hair as you try your best to contain the laugh you want to let out. “I say we go to the back.” You suggest pointing to the empty seats in the back while Jungkook accommodates your hair.

—

You both jump to the back space, which is kind of crowded, making it kind of hard for you both to get adjusted.

“What position?” He asks as he squeezes and massages your ass, leaving you with red marks. “Doggy.” You pout. "Please," you drag out, making him laugh before he makes a motion with his finger, as in telling you to flip over. “On all fours, princess,” he chuckles at your overexcitement.

You position yourself on all fours on the leather seats, wiggling your ass in the air and earning yourself a hard spank. “Agh~” you squeal from the sudden sharp pain, soon replaced with pleasure as Jungkook's rough hands massages the smooth red skin, soothing it.

“Put it in.” You whine, moving yourself backwards, only for Jungkook to grip your waist, stopping you. “So impatient, princess,” he says, grabbing the base of his cock and running it through your folds.

He brings his left-hand fingers up to his mouth before spitting and spreading it all over your cunt.

His finger tip slowly pushes his cock into you. Your teeth bite on your lower lip as he enters you, inch by inch. Jungkook has always been big, but in this position, his dick reaches deeper spots in you that have you clenching.

“Stop clenching; you are pushing me out, amor." Your husband kisses your shoulder blade as a way for you to ease up. 

“Too big,” you gasp as his length fills you up. The slight burn has your eyes rolling back. “You can take it.” Jungkook leaves a soft kiss on your back before snapping his hips into you.

“Fuckk,” you squeak as his hips meet your ass; he doesn't hold back and thrusts into you at a fast pace. You silently cringe at the thought of the car rocking, but at the moment, you couldn’t care less. 

“You take my cock so good, baby,” a spank is delivered on your ass, a loud moan rips out of you, his movements never halting whatsoever. His balls hit your clit with every thrust he makes.

Yours and Jungkook's noises mix together with the sound of skin slapping against each other. Your mouth hangs open, and with hundred percent certainty, drool is dripping out of your mouth. Your mind is hazy from the immense pleasure you’re feeling at the moment.

“faster fuck.” You rasp out, 

Instead of going faster, your husband stops his movements completely before pulling out, leaving you a whining mess. He gets a hold of your waist before flipping you over; he puts you on top of his lap. He lightly pushes you, and your back hits the car armrest pad. He lifts your legs up.

“Hold.” Jungkook motions to your legs, and you wrap your arms around the back of your thighs. “Good girl.” He rasps out, spitting on your cunt, before sliding his cock into your soaked center. 

“So fucking tight, shit,” he chuckles, along with a shaky breath. He didn’t waste time before pulling out and slamming himself back into you over and over again. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, your mouth hangs open, and your chest rises and falls repeatedly.

Jungkook pounds into you rapidly, making you try to catch your breath. Each thrust feels like getting the wind knocked out of you. Your nails dig into your skin, leaving crescent moons on your skin. "Gonna'cum,” you cry out small tears well up in your eyes with each slam of his hips.

“Hold it.” Jungkook groans; your pussy clenches around him, taking him deeper. His eye vision falls to where your bodies connect, watching as his cock slams in and out of your cunt has him throwing his head backwards.

“Can’t. Gonna’cum baby,” you laugh through a choked moan. Your legs tremble in your arms, and tears run down your cheeks, ruining your mascara and eyeliner.

Jungkook's thumb makes contact with your clit, applying pressure and rubbing furiously. "Ah, too much,” you spasm, crying out every possible curse word you could think of at that very moment. 

“That’s it, baby, cum around my cock,” Jungkook hisses. That’s all it took for the final string to snap completely and come down. Your vision fills with small white spots, and you slap a hand over your mouth, silencing the scream you let out.

Jungkook continues to plunge into you at a more rapid speed.You clench tightly around Jungkook's cock, pushing him to the edge. “Gon fill you up with my cum baby.” He cries, before thrusting two final times before shooting his seed deep inside of you. 

A warm and gooey feeling shoots through your body as your body goes limp in your husband's hands. Both of your guys chest heaves trying to catch your breath.

“I think I just passed out.” You joke, breathing heavily. which earns a small laugh from your husband.

Jungkook pulls you up from your current position; your head buries itself in the crook of his neck, with his cock still deep inside you. “You good?” He rubs your back, to which you only reply with a small hum.

A couple minutes passed before you looked up at your husband, whose eyes are closed, his chest rising and falling rhythmically, the small sheen of sweat on his forehead giving him a natural glow.  You looked around, noticing the windows fogged up. You slowly reach to the window drawing a small heart, then pressed your small palm against the glass.

“That’s cute.” Jungkook murmurs underneath you, and a small smile makes its way to your lips. “Think so?” You chime up like a child in a candy store. He nods his head as you reach to prep kisses all over his face, his eyes fluttering closed. 

 “Thank you.” You whisper into his mouth. “For what, baby?” He looks at you confused, as in what you're thanking him for.

“For fucking me, duh.” You playfully pout your lips, widening your eyes. "Oh, please, I can do that for hours without you having to ask me to, baby.” Jungkook laughs before leaving a big, fat kiss on your lips.

"Okay, but serious talk, it’s ten minutes before twelve,” he points to the car touchscreen. “Oh shit.” Your eyes widened.

Let’s just say you ended up welcoming the new year in your guys car.

Yo, jungkook smoking is so hot like please blow the smoke in my face and laugh after that!! Then I'll die peacefully

jungkook being unsure was lowkey sad but this was the sweetest confession

ik it would be very out of character but i’d LOVE to see ungodly hour’s jk react to oc admitting she likes (or loves 🫣) him!! knowing him he’d cry

thank you for your amazing work !!!! ly<3

honestly let me just write about it

Ungodly Hour

Word Count: 3.413

Warning: dirty talking, oral sex (f), alcohol intake, intoxicated/unprotected sex, fingering, creampie, overstimulation, riding, love confessions,

“Okay,” Jungkook enters the living room hastily as you arrive, a gift bag in your hand. “I finally finished it.”

“You know you didn’t have to make me wait until you were done.” you tell Jungkook as you sit on the couch. “I’ve had the gift for weeks now.”

“We couldn’t exchange gifts until mine was complete.” Jungkook says.

Jungkook had insisted on waiting to exchange gifts. You knew he was making you something - he kept it hidden in an extra bedroom that he locked to assure you didn’t peek. He also refused to look at whatever gift you got him and prompted that you take it out the house so he himself would be tempted. 

“Well,” you hold out the gift bag - it’s medium sized and a sparkly blue. “Merry Christmas.”

Jungkook notes that you’re nervous as he takes the bag and he isn’t sure why. He would be happy with whatever you gave him - even if he was surprised initially that you told him you got him a gift. He would often think about what it was.

Jungkook opens the gift bag and takes out the rectangular box. He sees the bottom first - it’s a solid yellow color. He flips it around to inspect it, the rest of the sides being black. His eyes capture the name on the top of the box. His eyes widened. 

“Y/N…?”

Now Jungkook understands why you’re nervous. His eyes flicker to you in disbelief. “This camera is expensive!” he gasps. “How did you know-”

“I saw it on your wishlist.” you say, licking your lips. “When you let me borrow your laptop, you left a few tabs open.”

You weren’t going to admit that you were snooping for answers. Jungkook seemingly had everything there was to get and buying a gift for him was becoming difficult. 

Jungkook opens the box gently, his eyes softening at the camera. “You must’ve spent a lot on it…” he says, trailing off. He knows the exact price and knowing that you spent thousands on a gift for him pulls at his heart strings. “Thank you.”

You give Jungkook a smile. “I can finally quit my job now that I’ve spent a few checks on a gift.” you say, joking with Jungkook to lighten the mood. 

“You can!” Jungkook smiles back with a nod.

“Just kidding.” you sing-song. “Don’t be so gullible.”

Jungkook rolls his eyes and snorts. He places the camera beside him. “Always teasing me with a good time.” he murmurs. “Now for yours.”

Jungkook had wrapped the canvas neatly. It’s a decent size, you noticed, maybe 11 inches all around. Your heart is beating with anticipation as you unwrap it.

Jungkook awaits your reaction, his own nerves hiking. “Do you…like it?” he murmurs. You haven’t said anything and instead have been analyzing the painting silently, expression unreadable.

The painting is full of life, emotion. The scenery is what you initially noted, a mountain of flowers that seemingly went on for miles by the way Jungkook had painted it. The flowers are colorful, different shades of yellow, orange and pink. The sky holds bright gray clouds, covering the sun that appears to be setting. What captures your attention fully are the hands. Both pairs of hands are connected by the pinky with one wrist sporting a gold watch and the other a bracelet while the arms are painted to appear out of the canvas frame.

“This is us.” you say aloud, glancing up at Jungkook. It was a picture you and he had taken a few weeks back. You recall telling Jungkook that it was one of your favorite pictures of the two of you together that didn’t showcase faces. 

Jungkook nods. “It is.” he agrees. “You said it was your favorite picture so I painted it.”

Your throat tightens at his words.

Fuck Jeon Jungkook, you think, because this was entirely too much for you to handle. Your mother didn’t raise a weak woman who felt like she was seconds away from crying tears because of how happy she felt.

You blame it on your period that must be nearing - even if you never cry on your period. 

“Thank you.” you murmur to Jungkook, glancing away shyly to avoid his gaze. “I love it.” you say sincerely, and the admission causes Jungkook to smile.

“You’re d-drunk.” Jungkook snorted before full on laughing as you stumbled through his bedroom door.

“Fuck you.” you retort, plopping yourself down onto Jungkook’s large bed. “So are you.” you slur back.

Jungkook doesn’t deny it.

This is what happens when you drink with friends - more importantly, Jimin. It was nothing new, Jimin always insisted on going into the new year buzzed - this time, they all just went a little overboard. Luckily, Jungkook had agreed for the party to be at his apartment so he could just walk down the hall to his bedroom.

Of course, Jungkook would soon come to regret it because that meant that he would have to clean the mess they made in the morning - but you were with him, so that was a plus.

“Not as drunk as you.” Jungkook closes the door behind him, along with the loud music and laughter of everyone just down the hall in his living room. “Told you to not challenge Jimin.”

“Fuck Jimin…” you murmur to yourself, more so because Jungkook was right.

However, you wouldn’t say you challenged Jimin - he was the one who came to you with a whole cup of alcohol declaring that you were, in his words, too much of a coward to drink.

It was a complete set up, Jungkook knows this, but the only thing he could do was assure you had water and a lot of greasy food ready for when you were going to need it - and luckily he was there to do so. You’re sure you would’ve been passed out long ago.

Jungkook squints his eyes at you, an attempt to get a look at your lying figure. You and he had matched tonight - an idea that was yours. You wore a long sleeved-black dress with a deep v cut that stopped mid thigh while he wore a compressed black shirt (by your request ) and ripped jeans. 

“Do you need to throw up?” Jungkook asks, stumbling  closer to you when he hears a low moan-like whine. “I told you not to drink so-“

“Shut up,” you sit up and look directly at Jungkook. “Can I sit on your face?” 

Jungkook stops in his tracks, his doe eyes widening slightly. Yes is what he wants to say - he loves the act of pleasuring you. However, he’s unsure if he should be doing anything with you in your intoxicated state. 

“You’re drunk-“

“We’re drunk.” you correct, eyes narrowing at him - and also focusing on him all of the same because the room was still spinning. 

“True.” Jungkook murmurs to himself, trailing off. “Still, I don’t want to take advantage-“

“Save the theatrics, Kookie.” you’re already tugging your underwear off, the lacy material falling right by his bed. “Unless you…”

You don’t finish your sentence and Jungkook titls hisnhead. “What?”

“…unless you suddenly don’t like me anymore.” you whisper, and slowly, your eyes widen as if you had figured out the biggest secret. No other world conspiracy was important - not the Bermuda triangle, not whoever the fuck Jack the Ripper is or whether if Atlantis was ever real. No, not even your favorite cold cases could be as important as this new revelation of Jeon Jungkook not liking you anymore. 

“Now you’re extremely drunk .” Jungkook cackles. “Of course I like you!”

It brings Jungkookk back to when you were convincing him that you liked him, now it was the other way around. His heart swells with your drunken ramblings and overall cute appearance. 

“You don’t.” You cross your arms over your chest. “You refuse to have me sit on your face.” you say, and Jungkook realizes that he truly spoils you like everyone claims he does - you never got told no to mainly anything. 

“So who gets to sit on your face?” you ask with narrow eyes. “I bet-“

“Don’t say that girl's name.” Jungkook cuts you off before you can get started. “You know you’re my girl, Y/N.”

“So you hate me.” you deadpan, saying the words matter-of -factly. “All of a sudden you aren’t obsessed-“

“I am!” Jungkook interrupts, raising his voice. He couldn’t believe that this was a conversation that needed to be had and if he remembered this sober, it’s something he was definitely going to tease you about. 

“Hm.” you uncross your arms and stand to your feet. “I'm going to go party with Jimin.” 

Jungkook steps in front of you. “You aren’t wearing any underwear.” he states. “That and you’re already had enough to drink-“

“If you aren’t going to fuck me,” you wave your hand in his face to stop his speech. “then I’m going to go out there and drink with Jimin.”

If Jimin knew that he was the person that would be used against him it would cause ultimate chaos in the groupchat and in his friend group. 

Jungkook licks his lips. He doesn’t have time to entertain his and your friends any longer. He can only imagine how it would look if he chased after you because you wanted to be drunk and petty. The room is already spinning for him as it is for you and he knows that it wouldn’t be a good idea. 

“You’re such a bitch…” Jungkook murmurs, tone low. It’s a tone that you’re all too familiar with - and you know that you had Jungkook where you wanted him. “Get on the bed.”

You do as you’re told, laying on Jungkook’s bed and open your legs, dress hiking up entirely. 

Jungkook drops to his knees and hooks his hands beneath your thighs. You yelp when he snatches you closer to him. His lips place themselves onto your inner thigh and he presses a kiss. “I spoil you too much.”

Jungkook kisses closer and closer to your heat and he does so to tease you. “You looked so good tonight.” He couldn’t help but cave, wanting to give you whatever you wanted of him. 

Fingernails dig into your skin as Jungkook speaks against your skin. 

“You did, too.” you hitch your breath when you feel Jungkook's lips directly against your clit. 

Jungkook kisses it gently. “Thank you, baby. So needy.”

Your back arches when you feel it, wet tongue sliding directly up your clit. He dips it between your folds, holding you directly still so he can pleasure you like you desperately wanted him to. 

Eyes flickering up, Jungkook grunts. So beautiful, he always thinks of you. You couldn’t help but grow spoiled because he never told you no for anything. However, it wasn’t something he could help - you don’t ask for much to begin with.

The room continues to spin, but you no longer care. Your body erupts with arousal and it clouds your being entirely. You should’ve never drunk as much as you did, but there was no taking back the past. Besides, you cannot remember being filled with lust when you would drink prior - you’re unsure why you appear so insatiable.

“Feels so good, Kookie.” you moan, hips buckling against the rhythm of his tongue. The top half of the dress constricts your body entirely and you cannot wait until you can get out of it. “So, so good.”

Jungkook's eyes are as dark as can be and he’s positive he is a man starved right now. The alcohol runs through his system and causes his movement to be sloppy, but capable. His tongue completely savors your arousal, suckling on your clit to dipping between your folds and now, plunging it inside of you entirely.

“You must want me to fuck you.” Jungkook disclosed. “Your pussy’s clenching around nothing.”

How correct Jungkook was and you’re far from sober, so there was no snarky remark for you to retort with. You were beyond your regular self - you weren’t going to deny anything because you truly, desperately wanted Jungkook.

Your sober self would surely be screaming at you when your intoxication wore off.

Jungkook would lean back a bit every few minutes, his lips and chin fully coated in you. His tongue would still be flicking against your swollen clit and he’s truly doing this as an act to tease you further. He likes when your breath - that you’d be holding - would release when he gave you a bit of a teasing break, all before he devoured you once more.

“Kookie,” you moan Jungkook’s name so lovingly - it’s hard not to want to be between your legs for hours. His hand is bruising the skin of your thigh to hold you against his tongue. “wanna cum.”

Jungkook’s eyes stare into yours, a silent telepathic moment that tells you that he wasn’t stopping you from cumming. But he is also not a fool when it comes to you or your body and soon, you feel your pussy - so greedy to be stuffed and full - stretched out with his fingers.

Jungkook loves your whimpering and moaning - more so when you don’t hide them from his ears. There’s a party right outside his door where people are all huddling to celebrate the new year, and here the two of you were forgetting about them entirely. 

Jungkook plunges his fingers deep inside of you. He hits the familiar sweet spot he knows so well, your thighs quivering in the process. His tongue licks circles around your clit, fingerings thrusting rhythmically. Your moans bounces off the walls and louder than the muffled music in the background.

Jungkook doesn’t mind when your hands grip his hair tightly because he just knows that you’re going through it - and he has no intention of stopping until you’re cumming on his tongue. It’s close, he notes, the way your walls are clenching around his fingers greedily and your cries grow louder and louder in contrast to the way your fingers grips into his hair.

Jungkook allows you to ride against your own high, laying his tongue flat against your clit and allowing you to grind against his tongue, fingers plunging deep inside of you. Your high comes hard, body twitching and Jungkook allows it all to happen, determined to make sure you are satisfied completely before he stops.

You feel dizzy when your high slowly comes down, your forehead lined with sweat and your body completely flushed. Your body molds itself against Jungkook’s soft sheets, your breathing slowing down.

“Where are you going…?” you ask Jungkook when you no longer feel his presence before you. Your eyes flutter open. 

“Nowhere.” Jungkook responds sincerely. “We should get you out of this dress for bed-”

“Bed?” your senses peak and you jolt upright, eyes narrowed once more. “I want to ride you first.”

Jungkook snorts and stumbles back a bit at your sudden action. “You’ve already came so hard, baby. Are you sure-”

You aren’t listening to Jungkook in the slightest. You’re tugging the dress off of you entirely and getting naked right before his eyes. 

Jungkook is but a man and there isn’t much convincing he needs - especially not when you’re tugging him towards you needily. You connect your lips to his while pushing him against the bed. Jungkook loves how needy you are - how much you express that you want him. Of course, he knows that you do any other time - but this time it’s different; getting to witness just how much you want him is a feeling he never knew he craved.

Your fingernails dig into Jungkook’s clothed shoulders as you slowly feel him inside of you. You push him backwards so that he’s laying on the bed, your hips rising and falling.

“Fuck,” Jungkook groans, hands firmly on your hips. You’re going so fast, fully determined to cum once more - and Jungkook couldn’t be upset. Your face displays just how good you felt in this moment. “your pussy feels so good, baby.”

Your pussy clenches around Jungkook as if responding to his words. By the time the pair of you were done, you were going to be bruised entirely with Jungkook’s hand marks. 

Jungkook finds it hard to look at you - not when you looked so completely fucked out and beautiful. He’s unsure where your stamina appeared - maybe you were just that fucked out and drunk; that you didn’t care that you were overstimulating yourself (and him). 

Jungkook clenches his eyes shut to get the image of you out of his head, but all it does is follow him in his thoughts. Your naked figure using him to pleasure yourself, your bouncing breast to your creaming pussy dripping all over him and making a complete mess.

Jungkook is so hot - so beautiful himself. He’s hissing to himself with clenched eyes, experiencing pure bliss just as you were. His forehead is covered in sweat and a few strands of hair are sticking to it. 

Jungkook feels a hand upon his cheek and his eyes open. They're so dark and full of lust - similar to your own. Your eyes connect to his and Jungkook swallows, adam’s apple bobbing.

“Drunk Y/N is so needy.” Jungkook jokes, voice deep and raspy. “Drunk actions are sober intentions.”

Jungkook begins to thrust upwards, matching your rhythm. His thrusts are brutal, fully determined to satiate your hunger for him. His eyes never leave yours, the pair of you stuck in an intimate, lust-filled moment.

“I-I’m gonna cum again!” you mewl, breaking eye-contact first to shut them tight. The familiar sensation bubbles into you again and Jungkook only fucks into you harder, pounding with all his might; how the both of you could be drunk and full of stamina is beyond him.

Your walls are squeezing around Jungkook and within seconds, your juices squirt around Jungkook entirely, fully coating his abdomen. “I-I-” Your body is twitching, your head pushed back when Jungkook hears your words. “I love you.”

Jungkook is still for a moment, completely silent. He’s contemplating if he heard you correctly and before he can speak, you repeat yourself. “I love you.” it’s low and a bit slurred, but Jungkook hears it entirely.

“You’re drunk.” Jungkook laughs it off, cheeks flushed and heart beating out his chest. He doesn’t want to call you a liar - you wouldn’t have said it if it wasn’t true. However, you’re drunk and maybe you meant to say you loved the way he was fucking you -

“Shut up,” you say, walls tightening on Jungkook’s cock. “I do love you.”

You yelp when you feel your back hit the soft mattress, all without Jungkook removing himself from inside of you. The room continues to spin for you two, but neither of you could bring yourselves to care. 

“You’re going to forget you said that.” Jungkook begins to thrust, holding you close in his embrace. “Gonna deny it until the end of time.”

“I love you.” you repeat and Jungkook’s pounding only increases. Skin slapping echoes off the wall and the two of you are so entranced in the moment that neither of you notice the music dying down outside the room. “I love you so much.”

“I love you, too.” Jungkook whimpers with a shake of his head. His thoughts are consumed by your words - the love confession. 

Jungkook could never get tired of hearing it and at this moment, you don’t get tired of saying it. You repeat it over and over again as Jungkook continues to fuck inside of you. You’re creaming his cock, a white ring forming around the shaft and Jungkook couldn’t get enough of you.

I love you.

I love you.

You love him, Jungkook’s thrilled at the revelation. His head drops back as his body tenses up, his thrust becoming sloppy. “Say it again, baby.” he pleads with a choked whimper. He needed to hear you say it again, as selfish as it was - he’s unsure how long it’d be before he could hear it again.

“Fuck,” your pussy is seeping with arousal and staining his sheets, your clit swollen and pulsing. “I love you, Kookie.”“Oh, shit…I love you, too, baby.” Jungkook continues to stretch your pussy completely until he’s shooting hot cum directly inside of you, a hand directly on your stomach as he does so. He’s panting, the both of you covered in sweat and bodily fluids.

CLOSER TO YOU

Summary : Jungkook missed your important merger event for your company and a promotion you've been anticipating, he's apologizing for the wrong things, however it makes you love him harder.

>>pairing : jungkook x fem!reader

>>genre : angst, smut , fluff

>>trope : established relationship

>>warnings : mechanic!jungkook (not mentioned alot), corporate!reader, unprotected sex, dirty talk(min), spanking, oc is a creamer and squirter,rough missionary, neck kisses, makeout sesh, very light dom/sub tones, they really just cute.

>>word count : I'll add later.

[a/n : I'm bacckkk, I wrote this all in one sitting,my writers block is over and I will be writing a lot more when I have a chance cause school is kicking my ass omg! thank you for all the follows, this is my little treat to you. Enjoy!! reblog, reblog, reblog, that's how Tumblr works, but anything will suffice for now! come talk to me and send requests, I don't bite<3 p.s this is heavily unedited]

[listen to : closer to you - jungkook. if I ain't got you - alicia keys. bloom - aqyila]

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It's thick

The tension between you and jungkook.

You could not believe it yourself when Jungkook showed up an hour later after the merger event of your company, not when he promised to be there.

It was insufferable to face your colleagues without a plus one while their partners had held their hands the whole night. Marie did not bite her tongue when it came to asking you about where your partner was.

Yes, you were incredibly embarrassed and just contemplated staying in the bathroom stalls the entire night.

You have a scowl on your faces as you sit in the passenger seat of Jungkooks fucked Nissan Almera. Jungkook does not make attempts to apologize and it has been that way since he picked you up and quite frankly you're getting sick of it.

"Jungkook, seriously! Are you not going to fucking apologize for how you embarrassed me tonight?!" You finally let it out, screaming into the space of the car.

Jungkook avoids your question and simply presses on the gas to get  home faster. There's no traffic tonight.

You huff as you cross your arms and stare daggers at Jungkooks side profile. "So, I'm just gonna talk to myself then?" Again, no reply.

However the lack of response from your boyfriend does not stop you as you relay to give him a piece of your mind. "I just wanted you to show up, Jungkook for the one time I ask you to accompany me and this is how you fucking treat me?" You take a deep breath as you continue.

"Fine. Miss three dates that I've planned for us, but missing this important opportunity of my life...you must not love me, Kook."

"Don't say that." Jungkook finally whispers into the car. He just wants to fucking get home, But that's another 10 minutes.

You laugh, but its not full of humor, it's an annoyed breath of laughter. " and why not, Jungkook?" You question

He turns to look at you as you're stopped at a red light and his eyes look heavy and tired, hair disheveled and clothes wrinkled up. "If you wanna talk, we'll do it when we get home. Please. I'm begging you, baby."

You stay looking at him and your eyes never leave each other until the sound of a honk takes you both out of your daze as Jungkook drives off, not once waiting for your response.

A sigh is heard in the car and you turn to look at the city lights, hopefully he gets the hint that you'll have the conversation at home.

10 minutes later you're finally home and out of your heels, however you do not waste time getting back into the conversation.

"So why, Jungkook, why weren't you there? Did you know I got a promotion? And you weren't fucking there to stand by my side. Worst of all, Marie threw it all in my face. So where the fuck were you?" You've rambled but you're angry so Jungkook isn't mad in the slightest.

You've always loved the fact that he is incredibly understanding.

"I'm scraping the floors, ____. I'm barely getting by to pay our fucking rent so sue me for taking an extra shift at the workshop so you can get all the nice things you want." He responds to you, running his hands through his jet black hair.

You look around the gloomy apartment as you pretend to not understand what he had just said to you. The kitchen light shines on you both as you're both sat at the bar stools at your counter.

"I'llet you know that I don't need any nice things, I just want you. You're the only-"

"but I wanna give you all the nice things you want and I'll work twice as hard to give you anything."

It's as if he doesn't get it, he's the only thing you'll ever need.

Your head is hung low as tears gather at your waterline, you'd hate for Jungkook to see you cry cause you know how much he detests it. He fucking hates it.

"I-I love you so much, Kook. But as much as I do, I don't need nice stuff, I need you to be there for me, we just need each other. So stop taking extra shifts, I'm working as well and we can have nice stuff if we just love each other and be there for each other. Okay?"

Your voice sounds heavy, the tears have hit the counter and your back is being rubbed by Jungkook.

To avoid further arguments although he doesn't fully agree, he makes an oath to himself to get a better job and get you a life worth of all the beautiful things you want.

"Okay, baby. I'm sorry, I'll be there for you all the time. You know I love you, right? You're my favorite girl." It felt like years since you've heard Jungkooks heartful chuckle.

He lifts you by your shoulders and forces you to look at him, "I said you know that I love you, right?" You stare lovingly in his brown Bambi eyes as you nod.

Finally, he circles his arms around your waist, standing up as he brings your face into his chest.

You feel complete and whole as you melt into your boyfriends arms, there's no one like him, you don't think they'll ever be.

You lift your head as you hold out your pinky finger to him, eyes meeting once again, "pinky promise to never leave me."

Jungkooks lips spread into a wide smile as he locks his pinky finger into yours, "I pinky promise, baby."

After what seemed like years you both laugh lightly at each other, pinky fingers still interlocked.

"Mm, you know you can't break that promise." You teasingly say.

Jungkook chuckles and brings your locked fingers to his lips and laying a light kiss on your pinky, "wouldn't ever think of breaking this promise, Princess." He whispers against your pinky.

You sigh out a low 'okay' as you wrap your arms around his neck, bringing his lips unto yours. His soft pillowy lips meet yours and you both dive into a passionate kiss, Jungkooks head tilted to the side to deepen the kiss, his hands sliding down to your waist to grip the skin underneath your black bodycon dress.

Your kiss becomes a fury for passion and lovemaking as your tongue envelops Jungkooks mouth and a soft moan can be heard throughout the kitchen as you moan into Jungkook mouth.

Jungkook peels off your mouth, leaning in to attack your neck in a series of kisses.

"K-kook, please!" You need him so bad, your breath is hitched as you fight for air and your moans are being progressively loud from Jungkook eating your neck.

He lifts his head up, going straight to undress you, you're peeled of your seat and onto your feet. Your dress is stripped off and you're only left in your skimpy black thong, your plump ass all bare for Jungkook as well as your tits.

Jungkook takes your lips once again, leaning  down to pick you up and as he does, he balances you with both hands on your ass and wastes no time laying a slap upon both cheeks and greedily squeezing a handful as you let out moans into his mouth like a mad woman. "Fucking love your ass." He practically groans into your mouth.

Soon, you're backed into your shared bedroom and jungkook throws you onto the bed.

Jungkook tears his clothes off layer by layer until he's left naked and his dick fully hard and bare of any hair is on show.

He spreads your legs as he settles between them, and pulling your thong to the side as he swipes a finger between your folds. "You're so fucking wet, all this for me?"

You can't seem to focus when Jungkook pushes in two fingers into your puckered hole, his speed taking off as soon as he feels you around him. "O-oh fuck, Kook!"

"Mmhm, that's it baby, taking my fingers so well." He fingers you for another 10 seconds until he's pulling out and immediately replacing his fingers with his pink tip, slowly sliding into you tight and wet walls.

"Ohh fuck!" You both moan at the same time, the feeling of his dick deep into your stomach as he starts his strokes off slow.

Your eyes are barely open as jungkook goes at a relentless speed, thrusting into your pussy as if you owed him something.

"That's is baby, cream all over this dick, and spread your fucking legs higher." You're drunk on his cock as he fucks you missionary, feeling him in your organs.

"I'm gonna cum, Kook!" The knot is getting tighter as you feel your wetness trickling down your thighs and your creamy essence coating Jungkooks dick.

"Cum for me, baby. You deserve it. Cum all over this dick." That's all it takes for you to release all over Jungkook, as a scream is let out from the depth of your lungs.

"Good girl." He never stops thrusting as he chases his high, Jungkook presses onto your stomach as he groans, as he feels his high approaching. He's sweaty above you, his dry hair now wet and stringy.

Your moans and Jungkooks are in sync as you feel your tummy tightening once again.

"Fuckk!" Jungkook finally cums and releases his load into your pussy, and you follow right after, squirting all over his lower abdomen.

"Shit." You let out as jungkook rolls over you as he watches you gather yourself.

He gets up and gets a warm wet towel for you. Jungkook cleans himself up and you. Soon after he dresses you up in fresh panties and his shirt and for himself he gets boxers and joins you in bed after an eventful night.

Your head is on his chest as you play with is belly button and Jungkook is in deep thought.

"I'm sorry, baby. For tonight." He finally says and your heart relaxes.

"Let's forget about that. You're here right now, that's all that matters."

"Congratulations on your promotion, I love you, Princess." You're surprised he even remembers and all you can do is let out a squeal.

"Thank you, and I Love you."

"I know." His tone is cocky, not that you care but you're giddy as you lean up to lay a peck on his lips.

There's no where else you'd rather be. That's what you declare.

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original work of @rerefundslocals do not copy, translate or repost as your own! est. 2024

I think I'm flopping 😭

CLOSER TO YOU

Summary : Jungkook missed your important merger event for your company and a promotion you've been anticipating, he's apologizing for the wrong things, however it makes you love him harder.

>>pairing : jungkook x fem!reader

>>genre : angst, smut , fluff

>>trope : established relationship

>>warnings : mechanic!jungkook (not mentioned alot), corporate!reader, unprotected sex, dirty talk(min), spanking, oc is a creamer and squirter,rough missionary, neck kisses, makeout sesh, very light dom/sub tones, they really just cute.

>>word count : I'll add later.

[a/n : I'm bacckkk, I wrote this all in one sitting,my writers block is over and I will be writing a lot more when I have a chance cause school is kicking my ass omg! thank you for all the follows, this is my little treat to you. Enjoy!! reblog, reblog, reblog, that's how Tumblr works, but anything will suffice for now! come talk to me and send requests, I don't bite<3 p.s this is heavily unedited]

[listen to : closer to you - jungkook. if I ain't got you - alicia keys. bloom - aqyila]

(^.~)(^.~)(^.~)(^.~)(^.~)(^.~)(^.~)(^.~)(^.~)(^.~)(^.~)(^.~)(^.~)

It's thick

The tension between you and jungkook.

You could not believe it yourself when Jungkook showed up an hour later after the merger event of your company, not when he promised to be there.

It was insufferable to face your colleagues without a plus one while their partners had held their hands the whole night. Marie did not bite her tongue when it came to asking you about where your partner was.

Yes, you were incredibly embarrassed and just contemplated staying in the bathroom stalls the entire night.

You have a scowl on your faces as you sit in the passenger seat of Jungkooks fucked Nissan Almera. Jungkook does not make attempts to apologize and it has been that way since he picked you up and quite frankly you're getting sick of it.

"Jungkook, seriously! Are you not going to fucking apologize for how you embarrassed me tonight?!" You finally let it out, screaming into the space of the car.

Jungkook avoids your question and simply presses on the gas to get  home faster. There's no traffic tonight.

You huff as you cross your arms and stare daggers at Jungkooks side profile. "So, I'm just gonna talk to myself then?" Again, no reply.

However the lack of response from your boyfriend does not stop you as you relay to give him a piece of your mind. "I just wanted you to show up, Jungkook for the one time I ask you to accompany me and this is how you fucking treat me?" You take a deep breath as you continue.

"Fine. Miss three dates that I've planned for us, but missing this important opportunity of my life...you must not love me, Kook."

"Don't say that." Jungkook finally whispers into the car. He just wants to fucking get home, But that's another 10 minutes.

You laugh, but its not full of humor, it's an annoyed breath of laughter. " and why not, Jungkook?" You question

He turns to look at you as you're stopped at a red light and his eyes look heavy and tired, hair disheveled and clothes wrinkled up. "If you wanna talk, we'll do it when we get home. Please. I'm begging you, baby."

You stay looking at him and your eyes never leave each other until the sound of a honk takes you both out of your daze as Jungkook drives off, not once waiting for your response.

A sigh is heard in the car and you turn to look at the city lights, hopefully he gets the hint that you'll have the conversation at home.

10 minutes later you're finally home and out of your heels, however you do not waste time getting back into the conversation.

"So why, Jungkook, why weren't you there? Did you know I got a promotion? And you weren't fucking there to stand by my side. Worst of all, Marie threw it all in my face. So where the fuck were you?" You've rambled but you're angry so Jungkook isn't mad in the slightest.

You've always loved the fact that he is incredibly understanding.

"I'm scraping the floors, ____. I'm barely getting by to pay our fucking rent so sue me for taking an extra shift at the workshop so you can get all the nice things you want." He responds to you, running his hands through his jet black hair.

You look around the gloomy apartment as you pretend to not understand what he had just said to you. The kitchen light shines on you both as you're both sat at the bar stools at your counter.

"I'llet you know that I don't need any nice things, I just want you. You're the only-"

"but I wanna give you all the nice things you want and I'll work twice as hard to give you anything."

It's as if he doesn't get it, he's the only thing you'll ever need.

Your head is hung low as tears gather at your waterline, you'd hate for Jungkook to see you cry cause you know how much he detests it. He fucking hates it.

"I-I love you so much, Kook. But as much as I do, I don't need nice stuff, I need you to be there for me, we just need each other. So stop taking extra shifts, I'm working as well and we can have nice stuff if we just love each other and be there for each other. Okay?"

Your voice sounds heavy, the tears have hit the counter and your back is being rubbed by Jungkook.

To avoid further arguments although he doesn't fully agree, he makes an oath to himself to get a better job and get you a life worth of all the beautiful things you want.

"Okay, baby. I'm sorry, I'll be there for you all the time. You know I love you, right? You're my favorite girl." It felt like years since you've heard Jungkooks heartful chuckle.

He lifts you by your shoulders and forces you to look at him, "I said you know that I love you, right?" You stare lovingly in his brown Bambi eyes as you nod.

Finally, he circles his arms around your waist, standing up as he brings your face into his chest.

You feel complete and whole as you melt into your boyfriends arms, there's no one like him, you don't think they'll ever be.

You lift your head as you hold out your pinky finger to him, eyes meeting once again, "pinky promise to never leave me."

Jungkooks lips spread into a wide smile as he locks his pinky finger into yours, "I pinky promise, baby."

After what seemed like years you both laugh lightly at each other, pinky fingers still interlocked.

"Mm, you know you can't break that promise." You teasingly say.

Jungkook chuckles and brings your locked fingers to his lips and laying a light kiss on your pinky, "wouldn't ever think of breaking this promise, Princess." He whispers against your pinky.

You sigh out a low 'okay' as you wrap your arms around his neck, bringing his lips unto yours. His soft pillowy lips meet yours and you both dive into a passionate kiss, Jungkooks head tilted to the side to deepen the kiss, his hands sliding down to your waist to grip the skin underneath your black bodycon dress.

Your kiss becomes a fury for passion and lovemaking as your tongue envelops Jungkooks mouth and a soft moan can be heard throughout the kitchen as you moan into Jungkook mouth.

Jungkook peels off your mouth, leaning in to attack your neck in a series of kisses.

"K-kook, please!" You need him so bad, your breath is hitched as you fight for air and your moans are being progressively loud from Jungkook eating your neck.

He lifts his head up, going straight to undress you, you're peeled of your seat and onto your feet. Your dress is stripped off and you're only left in your skimpy black thong, your plump ass all bare for Jungkook as well as your tits.

Jungkook takes your lips once again, leaning  down to pick you up and as he does, he balances you with both hands on your ass and wastes no time laying a slap upon both cheeks and greedily squeezing a handful as you let out moans into his mouth like a mad woman. "Fucking love your ass." He practically groans into your mouth.

Soon, you're backed into your shared bedroom and jungkook throws you onto the bed.

Jungkook tears his clothes off layer by layer until he's left naked and his dick fully hard and bare of any hair is on show.

He spreads your legs as he settles between them, and pulling your thong to the side as he swipes a finger between your folds. "You're so fucking wet, all this for me?"

You can't seem to focus when Jungkook pushes in two fingers into your puckered hole, his speed taking off as soon as he feels you around him. "O-oh fuck, Kook!"

"Mmhm, that's it baby, taking my fingers so well." He fingers you for another 10 seconds until he's pulling out and immediately replacing his fingers with his pink tip, slowly sliding into you tight and wet walls.

"Ohh fuck!" You both moan at the same time, the feeling of his dick deep into your stomach as he starts his strokes off slow.

Your eyes are barely open as jungkook goes at a relentless speed, thrusting into your pussy as if you owed him something.

"That's is baby, cream all over this dick, and spread your fucking legs higher." You're drunk on his cock as he fucks you missionary, feeling him in your organs.

"I'm gonna cum, Kook!" The knot is getting tighter as you feel your wetness trickling down your thighs and your creamy essence coating Jungkooks dick.

"Cum for me, baby. You deserve it. Cum all over this dick." That's all it takes for you to release all over Jungkook, as a scream is let out from the depth of your lungs.

"Good girl." He never stops thrusting as he chases his high, Jungkook presses onto your stomach as he groans, as he feels his high approaching. He's sweaty above you, his dry hair now wet and stringy.

Your moans and Jungkooks are in sync as you feel your tummy tightening once again.

"Fuckk!" Jungkook finally cums and releases his load into your pussy, and you follow right after, squirting all over his lower abdomen.

"Shit." You let out as jungkook rolls over you as he watches you gather yourself.

He gets up and gets a warm wet towel for you. Jungkook cleans himself up and you. Soon after he dresses you up in fresh panties and his shirt and for himself he gets boxers and joins you in bed after an eventful night.

Your head is on his chest as you play with is belly button and Jungkook is in deep thought.

"I'm sorry, baby. For tonight." He finally says and your heart relaxes.

"Let's forget about that. You're here right now, that's all that matters."

"Congratulations on your promotion, I love you, Princess." You're surprised he even remembers and all you can do is let out a squeal.

"Thank you, and I Love you."

"I know." His tone is cocky, not that you care but you're giddy as you lean up to lay a peck on his lips.

There's no where else you'd rather be. That's what you declare.

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

original work of @rerefundslocals do not copy, translate or repost as your own! est. 2024