#4. mina and day going to the beach and mina seeing her thighs and spending the entire day getting more and more red throughout the day

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hey @kindlespark! hope you had a happy holidays and a great new years! i was your secret santa for @paranaturalsecretsanta this year! you said your favorite characters were max and isabel and they are also your favorite friendship, so i took that and ran. hope you like it!!!

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Summer Boy ≽ VI.

jungkook x reader- Summer au

Genre- Smutty plot

Word Count- 7,800

≽ Links to previous chapters can be found on my masterlist in my bio because Tumblr sucks now! You can also click on the ‘Summer Boy’ tag!

Hey, there summer boy. I’m a busy girl who doesn’t have too much time for fun. Maybe just for this time, I’ll be yours and you’ll be mine. Don’ t be sad when the sun comes up and you wake up to find me not around, I had to go. But you promised to pay me back for last night and we still have all summer after all.

The last thing I remembered was that kiss before we said goodnight. The warmth and dampness of Jungkook’s naked skin against my own. I remember looking forward to waking up with him still asleep and his arms still holding me. But when I did wake up and found him sleeping in my bed; the only feeling I was met with was remorse.

Jungkook was sleeping heavily by my side. The sun was out early and the only reason I had woken up was because I felt the need to throw up. I couldn’t handle my alcohol after a night of drinking, and the liquor wanted to leave my system immediately. Jungkook didn’t even stir when I jumped out of bed and stumbled into the bathroom. I pushed through the mess of my hair and let my head hang over the toilet. 

After vomiting unpleasantly for a few minutes, I flushed the toilet and closed the lid. Standing over the skin and cupping water from the faucet to wash the awful taste from my mouth. My head was pounding with a major headache and the light from outside was causing my eyes to hurt. I splashed some cool water on my face as the events of the night before came to light.

I was in a state of foolishness, oblivious to the consequences and long-term effects of my actions. I was playing with Jungkook’s emotions and even my own. Regardless of what I might have felt last night, that wouldn’t change what was to come. The truth of the matter was that Jungkook and the rest of the boys were going home sooner than expected. There wasn’t time for anything else to happen between us, and I wanted to end this as painlessly as possible. I heard walking and light talking out in the hall. Coco and Mina were always the first ones up in the mornings. In no time would they come knocking at my door for breakfast. I walked back into the bedroom, finding any clean clothes to put on quickly. I slightly jumped at the sudden sound of Jungkook snoring. I turn around to look at him, spread out in my bed with the sheets only covering his lower half. His lips were parted and slightly dry, but he looked good all the while. If I wasn’t sober I would have probably climbed back to his side and enjoyed laying there in his company.

 “Well, you’re up early.” Mina said, utterly surprised. I ran into her as soon I shut the door to my bedroom. Though, I walked passed her without saying a word.  “No offense but you look like hell, (Y/n).” Coco said as I walked into the kitchen. I opened up the cabinet to grab some aspirin, gazing at the clock for the time. It was barely 9 o’clock and I wasn’t looking forward to what the day was going to bring.

I took a seat on the counter chair, brushing my fingers through my tangled hair, as I thought about my next move.

I didn’t know just how much Jungkook would remember. Hell! I wasn’t even sure of what I remembered. What about the things I don’t remember? One thing was for sure though; Jungkook stayed the night because I had asked him too.  “(Y/n)?” Coco called out. I snapped my head to see her standing next to me. “You seem really out of it. What’s wrong?”

I didn’t know how to respond in a matter of simple words. There would be too many questions to answer if I did. Before I could prepare myself to speak, the back door burst open; Taehyung standing there with Namjoon behind him. We were all startled by the forced entrance.

  “Taehyung! You can still knock.” Namjoon scolded. He sounded in distress and Taehyung was only adding to it.

  “Sorry guys but we have a problem.” Taehyung explained.

  “What happen?” Coco asked, placing the rag she had been wiping down the kitchen counter with down.

I had never seen them so worried. Taehyung looked panicked the most, while Namjoon was trying to keep his composer.

  “Jungkook didn’t come home last night.” Namjoon said as they stepped in. Coco and Mina began to worry as well and tried to comfort the boys to calm down before jumping to any conclusions.

  “I know we sound dramatic but Jungkook has never not made it home.” Taehyung argued before noticeing my lack of speaking, the fact that I was even present was surprising to him. He stepped over to me, his brown eyes were wide with concern and he touched my hand. He wanted to ask me about Jungkook but also wanted to know how I was doing.  After everything Taehyung was the closest one I had grown to.

  “Everyone else is already out looking at places he likes to hang out.” Namjoon asked if we could help as well. Taehyung didn’t ask me anything but only stayed by my side, comforting himself and unknowingly, me as well.

  “Would you know where he is by any chance, (Y/n)?” Coco asked suddenly.

It seemed to be an idea everyone else had missed besides Taehyung. They all turned to look in my direction and Taehyung’s hand fell off my arm. I felt like they were all gathered around my sitting figure, standing tall and intimidating. I opened my mouth to speak, any answer at all, but before I could-

  “I’m here.”

I shut my eyes, flinching at the sound of his voice. They all turn to find him standing at the doorway entrance to the kitchen. Jungkook had only put his jeans on and his hands tucked into his pocket. He looked as hungover as I did, probably worse but still managed to look good. I watched my friends gawk over him, while at the same time, question everything they thought they knew. I could see that everybody was majorly stunned and probably wanted to question Jungkook and me; but first, I had some questions of my own.

  “We were just about to go for a talk…” I mumbled, bringing the attention back to myself. “Right, Jungkook?”

  “Yeah…” With that, I got up from my seat quickly and walked passed him back into my room. “I’ll be at the house in a bit.”

I sat on the edge of my bed, my hands were running up and down my thighs skittishly. Jungkook followed into the room just seconds later. He stood by the door, feeling the distance and rejection between us. A lump in my throat gave me the feeling of tears in my eyes, but I took in a sharp breath, just wanting to rip this off like a band-aid.

  “Jungkook last night got out of control. I don’t know what I said- what I did- and I apologize if I led you on in anyway.” The words rambled out of my mouth like the vomit from earlier.

The only reason I stopped speaking was because the loud sound of Jungkook’s fist against the wall had frightened me. His hair hung over his eyes, casting a shadow, to which I could not make them out.  “No! I’ll tell you what happen last night,”

I had never heard Jungkook raise his voice, even as little as this. He took heavy steps coming my way. I shifted my eyes away from him, looking down at the floor where his shirt laid along with the bottle of Jack. “What happened is that you finally admitted how you truly felt.” The closer he stood by me the harder I found it to breathe. “For just once, you stopped being so paranoid and protective, letting yourself actually feel.”

  “I have to paranoid!” I stood on my feet, yelling loud enough for anyone to hear. “I have to protect me! If I don’t, who will?!”

Jungkook’s expression soften at my tears; he took another step towards me, less aggressively. He grabbed my hands from my side, holding them carefully as if he’ was scared to break them.

  “You’re scared that I will eventually let you go, but that’s are just your insecurities and your stupid ego.”

I yanked my hands away from his touch. I stepped past him, not wanting to look at him any longer. I used the back of my hands to wipe the tears from my cheeks.

  “I can’t fall for you- I won’t, Jungkook.” My shoulders tensed as he placed his warm hands on them. I felt him standing right behind me and the tickle of his breath on my neck.

  “But you already have.” He pressed a merciful kiss upon my cheek. Then left my body, making me feel cold, as I watched him step out of my room from the corner of my eye.

Not long after Jungkook left, Bitsy and Coco walked into my room to find me crying in bed. They all came in to comfort me and I ended up telling them everything that had happened this past week. It hadn’t been the first time they had to sit and listen to my problems. Especially Coco, who I had known the longest and was with me all throughout high school and its drama. She stayed with me regardless of what anyone said about me. Before I was strong enough to protect myself; I had her. They gave me my space when all was said and done, but made sure I could feel their support.

Bitsy explained that they had made plans with the guys to have a cookout later today, but said they were willing to stay in with me. The boys were leaving in two days because something had gone wrong with Jin’s University entrance. If this was me two days ago I would have just stayed inside regardless, but I didn’t want to be like that anymore. I told her that they could go and I would go along with them. Despite what happened with Jungkook and me, I wanted to spend time with the rest of the guys one last time, like we did that first day of summer.

-

The day went by slowly, by 4 o’clock we were all getting ready to go down to the guy’s house. It was an extremely hot day and we were probably going to be in the water. I had my bikini top on but wore shorts over my bottoms, not really feeling like being in the water to begin with.

When we got out there, Jin and Yoongi were by the grill, working on the food that I could already smell. Jimin and Taehyung were already in the water playing around and trying to wrestle each other, while Hoseok was on the beach trying to build something in the wet sand. Namjoon and Jungkook were just walking out of the house, each holding a side of a heavy cooler.

  “(Y/n)!” Before I knew it Taehyung had come up behind me and pulled me over his shoulder. I loud yelp left my mouth as he ran with me towards the water.

  “Tae wait!” I kicked my feet as he laughed like a lunatic child.

  “Taehyung! Let her go.” He stopped at hearing Jungkook’s voice yell out at him.

He placed me down on the sand right away. He looked like a sad puppy as he mumbled an apology to me. It was sometimes hard to remember that he was actually older than me. It was obvious he just wanted to have fun and probably get my mind off what happened this morning.

I looked down at my shorts, unbuttoning them and pulling them down my legs, to reveal my bikini bottoms. An awkward blush spread across Taehyung’s face and I shoved his shoulder playfully.

  “Bet I could swim faster than you.” His boxy smile returned to his face as we ran off into the cold water.

We both jumped into the water, I let my hair get soaked despite the cold temperature, that had me shaking as I came back up. My girls cheered for me from the shoreline, making me laugh as I pushed the hair out of my face. I turned to look at Taehyung but I furrowed my eyebrows to not seeing him anywhere. Suddenly, I felt two hands grab a hold of my feet and pulled me back down with an unexpected strength. I came back to the surface to find Taehyung giggling, Jimin coming behind him to jump on his back.

  “Hey!” Jimin laughed as he clung onto Taehyung’s back. “Let me get on your shoulders!”

I looked over to Bitsy, signaling her over with a simple hand gesture. She dropped her beach bag and untied the long scarf from her waist. Skipping over to the water, she squealed as her foot touched the cold water.

  “Come on!” I laughed walking towards her. Bitsy shook her head, complaining that it was too cold. I grabbed a hold of her hands and dragged her into the water, ignoring her over-dramatic screams. “Shut up! You’re in already.”

She splashed water on my face, laughing at my flinching reaction. I saw Taehyung holding onto Jimin’s legs as they rested over his shoulders. I patted my shoulders and told Bitsy to hop on for herself so we could play against them.

  “Ouch! My hair.” I said as he climbed on my shoulders and tangled her little claws on my head. She only shushed me as she made herself comfortable.  “Onward and upwards!” Jimin yelled, kicking his heel at Taehyung like he was a horse. They came walking in our direction and I met them halfway. My hands held tightly on her ankles to help her keep her balance as she let go of my head. I stood face to face with Taehyung, as Bitsy did the same with Jimin.

The next thing I knew, they were locking hands and trying to push each other off. I stumbled in the water to keep her from falling off but she was definitely stronger than she looked. Taehyung was cheering on Jimin from under him, also noticeably struggling to hold him up. Jimin’s arms seemed really strong and he was in better shape than I thought but I’m sure he was going ease on Bitsy. He was just almost knocking her over but not enough to actually fall, regardless of her attempt, there was no way she way going to win. So I had to take the matter into my own hands it seemed. With my left foot, I began to tickle Taehyung’s underwater, his eyes immediately widened at me.

  “That’s cheating!” He yelled before he began to laugh from the sensation of my foot on his. His laughing cause Jimin to have a harder time as Taehyung tried to move away from my feet.

  “It’s not cheating if we win!” Bitsy responded, shoving harder towards Jimin. Taehyung smirked as I almost lost my balance from bouncing on one foot. Then he patted Jimin’s ankles, warning him he was going to lett them go and leaving him to balance on his own. Taehyungs hand reached out towards me, trying to tickle my sides. All I could was back up but he came closer and the water came up to my chest. I couldn’t let go of Bitsy’s ankles or she would fall for sure and I couldn’t go deeper into the water.

  “You wanted to play dirty.” Jimin laughed, still fighting against Bitsy arm. A part of me thought I could maybe fight against Taehyung’s tickles and just hold it in. But once his fingers were running over my sides, my body started to squirm and Bitsy’s height was becoming harder for me to carry.

  “No! (Y/n) hold on!” Bitsy screamed as I started stumbling backward. Laughs fell from my mouth and then Bitsy fell from my shoulders.

My stomaching was aching from the laughter as I turned around to check if she was okay. The boys were cheering behind me as I offered Bitsy my hand out of the water. When she took it, she pulled me right in with her. She’s a lot stronger than she looks. Tae and Jimin just helped us both out of the water, when Jin had called out for us to get some food.

We stepped out of the water, Bisty handing me a towel to dry myself off before slipping back on my shorts. Everyone gathered back around the brick patio, just talking casual stuff while eating. I was sitting next to Coco and Taehyung and could not find Jungkook anywhere. I looked around for him and found him sitting on the beach, adding to the sand castle Hobi had created. He must have eaten while we were in the water.

  “You know what we should do?” Taehyung suddenly said in a middle of a conversation. “We should have a re-match in volleyball.”

Hobi hit Taehyung on the arm for his idea. Taehyung had obviously had not thought about the awkwardness that it would cause between Jungkook and I. Yoongi continued talking without taking notice of Taehyung’s comment. It made me feel bad that things were so uncomfortable because of Jungkook and I. After eating we all went back down onto the beach, some of them were tossing around a frisbee, while others were in the water. Hobi and Jin were competing to see who could build the best sandcastle. That was before Taehyung had dared Jimin to step on Hobi’s hour long creation, followed by a swift flying kick and wrestling in the sand. I decided to take a spot next to Yoongi, as he laid on a beach chair with a pair of sunglasses on. Yoongi was in charge of playing the music from the speaker he had plugged into his phone. I took that time to just watch everyone have a good time and get a bit of a tan. I was also was pretty tired from eating and was resting my eyes shut.

  “Watch out!” I didn’t even hear that before I got hit by a ball on my shoulder. I gripped my arm and hissed, ready to yell at probably Taehyung for losing control of the ball. “I am so sorry!”

But to my surprise, the ball had actually come from the house next door, which I didn’t even know was being used this summer. A random guy came jogging towards me as I sat up and grabbed the soccer ball that hit me.

  “Yugyeom?!” Then all of a sudden I see Jungkook jump on this guy. They both started laughing asking each other questions.

  “What are you doing here Kook?” Jungkook stepped back after embracing his friend. They both had a big bunny like smile on their faces.

  “NAMJOON!” A group of guys came walking behind Yugyeom, one of them running straight to Namjoon.

  “Oh God.” I hear Namjoon laugh while everyone gathered around each other. The guys all greeted one another, obviously knowing each other from somewhere. My friends and I stood there kind of awkwardly, Yugyeom noticing.

  “Oh I’m Yugyeom. Sorry I hit you with the ball.” He said extending a hand out for me to shake. As I shook his hand I could feel Jungkook staring at me as he was standing between us.

  “(Y/n)?” I turned my head to the side, hearing my name leave the mouth of the guy who was clinging to Namjoon.

  “Oh, Jackson…” He walked over straight to me, pulling me into an awkward hug, before kissing my cheek.

The fact that he was shirtless and in swimming trunks really didn’t help the hug either. I knew the others were looking at us strangely, especially Jungkook. I could almost feel his stare burning a hole in me. Jackson mumbled something in my ear during our embrace and when he pulled away he waited for an answer.

  “Sorry what?” I asked stupidly. I didn’t hear him because I was too worried about what Jungkook must be thinking.

  “I said I texted you a couple nights ago, you didn’t answer.” It was obvious he had mumbled it to me because he didn’t want to put me on the spot in front of everyone but I hadn’t really left him a choice.

  “Yeah, sorry my phone’s been acting up lately.” I had forgotten just how good looking he really was. After he gave me his number at the beginning of the summer, I had texted him a couple of times. We surprisingly had good conversations and some innocent flirting every now and then.

  “Well, we could finally hang out before you go home.” He smiled down at me. It was that same smile he gave me the day we met, it looked cute but was secretly suggestive.

  “Yeah, you guys should hang out. I still have some food on the grill.” Jin said pulling me out of a very uncomfortable position whether he knew it or not. They all agreed and followed Jin over back to the patio. I looked over to Jungkook, meeting a cold glare of his before Yugyeom put in arm around his shoulder, while Jackson did the same to me. He was telling me about his work but I couldn’t concentrate on his words with all the thoughts that were running through my head. To think that I had been flirting with one of the guys other friends, while still sleeping with Jungkook! I didn’t even want to think about what they thought about me now. I felt like there was a pressure on my chest that made me want to cry.

My eyes made contact with Coco and she mouthed a ‘who’s he’ to me. All I could do was shake my head but then she gestured over to Jungkook. He was with Yugyeom, Taehyung, and Mark in a conversation but he glanced my way when he could. Jackson still had his arm around me but was looking to his other side, talking to Namjoon about God knows what.

My heart was pounding along with my head, a part of me felt like I was going to cry and the other like I was going to hurl. My face was heated, feeling like everyone was staring at me. I needed water or something before I had a panic attack.

  “I’ll be back,” I said removing Jackson’s arm from my shoulder. I quickly made my way inside Jin’s house, walking over to the bathroom in their dark living room.

-

I flipped the light switch and shut the door with the lock. I ran my fingers through my damp hair and fixed my bikini top from being so low. I pressed my hands against the edge of the sink and allowed my head to hang for a moment. I needed to find a way to leave this party. A good reason so no one would be suspicious. I couldn’t stay with Jackson constantly trying to make his move on me, not knowing that I’ve been fucking his friend all summer. I turned on the water to as cold as possible, soaking my hands and running them over my forehead and the back of my neck. I was almost willing to break my own foot to get out of here. Maybe I could text Bitsy and she would help me come up with something, I thought as I dried my hands on the hanging towel behind me. Taking a deep breath, getting ready to walk back out there and be met with Jungkook’s deathly gaze. But, once I opened the door, I was met by that same gaze immediately.

  “Jungkook!” I yelped, stepping back as he stepped in. His eyes stared right into mine as he used his hand to slam the bathroom door shut.

  “So you’re fucking Jackson too? This entire time?!” Jungkook’s voice sounded so deep and loud it actually frightened me.

  “No! It’s not like that.” The bathroom wasn’t very big and his enormous body was blocking the only entrance and exit.

  “Bullshit!” He cursed through his teeth, closing any space between us, trapping me against the cold tile wall and his heated body. His head was blocking the light and casting a shadow over me.

  “Look,” I said calmly in an attempt to ease him down. “I haven’t even seen him since the summer started Jungkook, okay? I swear on m-”

Jungkook’s lips pressed into mine, roughly and with a heated rage. I was utterly confused and relieved. He was pressing his lips hard into mine it was almost painful. His mouth was moving quickly and I struggled to keep up with him. My fingertips merely grazed his cheek before his hands gripped my wrists, pinning them against the wall.

  “I don’t believe you.” He breathed out livid before continuing to bruise my lips with his own. Though I should have just let it pass, my attitude wouldn’t allow it. I fought against his restraining hold, pushing him off me.

  “Fuck you!” I barked. Jungkook seemed unaffected by my insult. “I don’t need to explain myself to you. I could be fucking as many guys as I want!”

He suddenly chuckled at me, as if what I had said was amusing to him. But I was actually angry, I had so many emotions build up in me and nowhere to put it.

  “But you’re still only fucking me.” Jungkook was just furiously turned on; seems like he was directing his anger to sex.

  “Get out of my way, Jungkook.” I said, trying to step around him but he grabbed my waist and pushed me against the wall again.

  “You’re not going anywhere.” He said, hushing me from saying anything at all. “You pissed me off, (Y/n). And I want to hear an apology from that dirty little mouth of yours.”

I hated to acknowledge that his tone and sex appeal were achingly tempting. “Make me.”

There was a quick shine in his eyes before they darkened completely. Jungkook grabbed me off the wall, with our chest were touching, before he moved his hands over his trunks.

  “On your knees.” I blinked at him. Did I hear him correctly? Jungkook’s hand ran over the bulge, reaching into his waistband and gripping himself. “Now!”

Jungkook pushed my shoulder down with his free hand. I was down on my knees in front of him in a matter of seconds. I stared at his hidden hand as he tugged at the skin. His trunks were still wet and taking the shape of his thighs. I licked my lips and looked up, waiting for his next orders. Jungkook pushed the wet fabric down, pulling out his hard on. He gripped the back of my neck, pulling my face closer while caressing my cheek with his thumb.

  “You know what to do.” I opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out for him. He brought his swollen tip and tapping against my tongue. “Spit.”

I collected what I had in my mouth, letting it drip onto my hand. He moved his hand from his cock, letting me take a hold of it. With my saliva working as a lubricant, I pumped my hand from the base to the tip. Jungkook held in a groan as I applied presses at his sensitive tip. The sound sent a bolt of pleasure to my core, feeling moisture collect in my bikini bottoms. I peered up at him, through my lashes while bringing my lips to his head. He still looked angry but he couldn’t hide how much he was enjoying this. I planted a kiss right at his tip and licked over the same skin.

  “Mouth.” Jungkook grabbed my wrist, releasing his hand from his throbbing length. “Hands behind your back.”

Resting my hands on the small of my back as his hand pushed away any hair on my face. I wrapped my lips around his head, sucking lightly and making him curse under his breath. My attempt of teasing was met with a pull of my hair. Jungkook pushed more of his cock past my lips. My reflex was to place a hand on his thigh to steady myself but he wouldn’t let me touch him with anything other than my mouth. I fought the urge to gag and allowed him to go as deep as he wished. Relaxing the walls of my throat and mouth, only moving my tongue against the veins of his dick. Saliva was building in my mouth, creating that warm wet sensation he loved so much. I tried to look up at him but could not see past his toned stomach. Jungkook slowly began to rock his hips, gripping the back of my head harder with his hand. The opposite hand cupped my jaw, his fingertips grazing over my cheek for me to hollow them out. Jungkook grunted at the suction of my mouth, slowing down his hips and looked down my way. I could feel his cock twitch against my cheek, my chin was covered in my own drool.

  “You look so pretty, I could almost forgive you,” Jungkook mumbled with a playful tone of evil in the depths of his voice. He pulled me off his cock for a second, letting me catch my breath. “But I won’t until you swallow all my come.” I nod my head, causing him to bit down on his lip, trying to hide his smile. He was such a child, he couldn’t stay mad at me. Just as I was going to respond with my own comment, there was a knock at the bathroom door.

  “(Y/n)?” I froze at the sound of Jackson’s voice. I looked up at Jungkook asking him what to do. Jackson’s presence visibly annoyed Jungkook to the core. I was afraid of what Jungkook might do or say. “You in there?”

  “She went home,” Jungkook said a bit aggressively. Just before I could mouth him anything, he shoved my face back into his hips. I gripped him in my hand and took him back in my mouth.

  “Jungkook?” He rolled his eyes and his nose twitched. I squeezed his base and maintained eye contact as he struggled to speak. “Why? Did she tell you something?”

  “She wasn’t feeling w-well.” He shook his head at me, smirking down and caressing my face. “I think she has something to take care of.”

  “Damn…” Jackson said faintly through the door. He smirked down at me but hissed when my teeth grazed over his cock. “You coming back out?”

  “I need to get up early.” He said quickly, wanting him to just leave already. He hung his head, trying to concentrate on me and my mouth alone.

I barely heard when Jackson responded but his footsteps let us know he was already on his way out. Jungkook chuckled above me starting to steady his hips back and forth into my mouth. His hand gripped my hair by the roots, keeping my head still.

  “Relax your mouth baby.” I tried to do as he said. My gag reflex was acting up causing me to swallow around him. “Shit!”

I couldn’t stop myself from slipping my fingers into my shorts. My fingers were met by my arousal dripping from my folds. I jolted as my pad of my fingers came in contact with my clitoris. My body was already so worked up and sensitive that I was becoming overwhelmed without any friction between my legs. My thighs shut around my wrist as my fingers dug into my throbbing clit. A moaned made its way up my throat and vibrated onto Jungkook’s cock.

  “Hey!” He suddenly yelled. He pulled my head off his dick from the back from my hair. His chest was rising deeply and he looked mad again. “Are you touching yourself?”

I bit my lip but stilled smiled up at him. I nodded my head and gave him a look of innocents as I continued my perverted actions. Humming as I moved my fingers quicker and looked down at my lap, Jungkook and I both watching how my hand disappeared into my shorts. He leaned down and gripped both of my wrists, pulling my hand away from my core, and onto my feet.    

  “Who gave you permission? Did I say you could touch yourself?” I pouted my lips and shook my head no.

  “It just feels so good.” I groaned, pushing myself against him. His hard cock was still out and he had to hold in a grunt when the denim of my shorts brushed against it. Jungkook stepped to the side, letting go of my wrist to open the door, before tugging me out in front of him.

  “Go to my room.” He said walking behind me, slapping my behind hard with the palm of his hand.

Jungkook pinned me to his bed, leaning down to bite down on the thin skin of my neck. He sucked a love bite on my neck the size of his mouth. My legs were pressed together while he kneeled beside them. He gripped my wrists with a single hand, and his tongue brushing against the raw bite. I whined under his mouth and fought slightly against his hand. Jungkook only pinned my wrists further into his sheets. “Turn over.”

Jungkook guided me onto my hands and knees, his hand pressed down on my back to lower my chest to the bed. He grabbed both my arms and held them behind my back. I laid there with my ass in the air and head against the pillow.  “Jungkook-” I began to whine for his touch. He responded with his hand coming down on my covered ass. His hit made me jerk and groan as the smack went straight to my already throbbing core.

  “Don’t speak,” His voice was dangerously low. “Or I’ll add more to your punishment.”

My lips were pressed into a thin line as I nodded my head towards him, making short eye contact before my eyes shut at the next smack. The slight stinging sensation made me whine and instinctively push my ass back. Jungkook’s hand rested on my bottom, leaving me with different times in between each hit to add for suspense. My heart was pumping blood to all places of my body, making me squirm and grow rather warm. Thoughts of all sorts ran through my head, every scenario and possible outcome went wild with the help of my hormones Jungkook set on fire.

  “You like this, don’t you?” I moaned sweetly and turned to look at him with a pleasured smile on my face. “Of course you do.”

Jungkook chuckled to himself. I could feel my ass cheek burn and blush red under the material of my shorts. The pain wasn’t uncomfortable at all, it was arousing and could bring me to tears. Jungkook took a moment to pull down the fabric keeping me away from his bare hand. I helped him by kicking it off my ankles before hearing it drop off the bed. My dripping core was exposed to him now. I could only imagine his view of his hand printed on my ass. Jungkook moved on his knees to kneel behind me. His hand brushed against my own, that rested still on the small of my back, he followed up the dip of my back up to my perked ass.

With both hands he pushed my cheeks forward, peeking at my wet cunt and how it pulsed already. “You’re a mouth-watering sight.”

I became embarrassed by his comment and the thought of being put on display so openly. But the shameful asset created yet another new found fire within me. Before I could question his next intentions, I was met by his mouth scattering kissed on the sore areas of my ass. It was his tender way of apologizing after the poor abuse the skin had gone through. I couldn’t stop myself from squirming my hips backward towards him. Jungkook’s lips formed into a smile before biting down unexpectedly.  His fingers grazed their way up my leg, leaving a trail of goosebumps as he came closer to my heated core. The tips of his fingers flicked over my clit just to find a reaction from me. My body jolted at his touch and the action pleased him. My heat was pulsing and he could surely feel it as he ran the pads of his fingers over my wet skin.

  “You’re making such a mess for me.” Jungkook’s mouth was then pressed against my slick folds, his tongue wasting not a second or a drop of my arousal. My legs were shaking as he worked his fingers and hot mouth at the same time, skillfully and confidently without hesitation. The sensation spread, bubbling from the very bit of my stomach to the tips of my toes. Jungkook’s mouth was letting out lewd sounds of sucking and slurping.

My head was light and my core was pounding, unknown sounds of their own were falling from my lips. My fingers were still locked behind my back, and my nails dug into the palms of my sweaty hands. Though I could barely keep my eyes open, I so badly wanted to his face. How his fingers and lips glistened with my flowing wetness. How his soft hair stuck to his pretty face from the sweat he drenched. “Agh…Jungkook.”

He removed his mouth from my core and blew cool air at my heat, all I could do was squirm and whine. His finger moved up to my entrance, rubbing around it before slipping it in and speaking.

  “This one finger isn’t enough to satisfy you, right?” I nodded my head and shut my eyes. It wasn’t enough but it was from him. The single digit was deep to his knuckle, Jungkook used the pad of his fingertip to stroke at my convulsing walls. “Well make it enough.”

He stopped his action completely and kept his finger within me. Without having to say it I understood what he was asking of me. My hips gladly began to rock against him on their own, taking in his slim finger and trying to find my satisfaction. My walls tightening around him and my anticipation becoming too much to bare. It may have only been a single finger but any touch of his was hot provoking. My tongue was tied by sounds of desperation and lust.  “You want it so bad,” Jungkook snickered. “Such a good girl…”

Just as I was taking him back in, he slipped in another finger. I shivered violently with pleasure, like scratching a spot you couldn’t  reach. His longer finger brushed against the very spot that always had me on the brink of begging and screaming.

“There!” I yelped with joy. Jungkook took it upon himself to find that spot once more, circling around it and making me suffer. “God. Jungkook please…”

I felt the sudden urge to cry from the build up frustration and tense in my body. Jungkook removed his soaked fingers from my core, making sure to curl them up on the way out. I felt so empty and my knees only shook more. I could feel the bit of sweat that began to form on my hairline. I wanted to take him and force myself on his lap, knowing how much he would actually love that. But there was something for him to prove in this situation and I had to let him make things right.

  “You think you can take my cock now?” Jungkook had leaned over, taking a hold of my folded hands, and bit the lobe of my ear. His rock hard cock was pressing against my behind, purposely looking to get some relief for himself. The best ‘yes’ I could manage was just above a whisper. 

Jungkook was quick to roll me over onto my back; his hands gently running along my inner thighs to spread them open. He lowered himself to hover over me, my chest was almost touching his and he had rocked his core into my on his way down. His shirt was removed and only his trunks remained. My breath was caught as we locked eyes; having his eyes on me did more than his hands ever did. The atmosphere and the tone in the room completely changed and became humble. Our bodies so close sharing one temperature. Jungkooks dominant and teasing persona from before was gone for that moment that we held the gaze. He looked like he about going to say something; something that would ruin the moment, so he said nothing at all.

So he just moved his hand down to pushed his trunks down enough to get himself free. He was still looking at me, his eyes reading over the details of mine again and again. Not even when his tip rested against my entrance, did his eyes change. Jungkook watched as my lips parted in a slight gasp as he pushed himself in.

Jungkook turned his head away as his face could not hide the pleasure he felt at being engulfed by my walls. His movements were shallow, stretching out my walls and finding a rhythm for ourselves. As much as I shook under his gaze I missed looking into his eyes. My hands found his face and made him turn may way. He leaned in to kiss me gently, puffs of air coming from our noses as he began to fill me up completely. His bed was creaking at the rock of his hips and it became harder to breathe with our mouths attached. My fingers dug into his cheeks lightly before he grabbed a hold of my wrists and re-pinned them above my head. Moving upwards away from my face, he snapped his hips into mine.  “J-Jungkook!” My head leaned back as he hung his low enough to barrier himself at my neck. He bit harshly at my skin and I thought I heard him shush me. He sucked on my neck, with every intention of marking me as his. His thrusts we rough but didn’t feel relentless at all. It was a deep, passionate kind of sensation every time his skin slapped against my own. It was like he wanted to be upset and fuck my brains out but he was too intoxicated and driven by the pleasure. It was hard to get a clear understanding of what his actions meant because he had me practically melting under him.

He moved like a dance and every thrust was on beat. My body was immobilized by the pleasure and all I could do was sit there and take it. Every inch of him sent me to another realm in my own body. Falling apart in his company while he rebuilds me at the same moment. I wanted to touch him, hold him and keep him with me. But this was my punishment for all my past and future wrongs to him.

  “Could he fuck you like me?” Jungkook still wouldn’t remove himself from my neck. But his words were serious and not meant as a tease.

  “No, no!” I whimpered loudly. I was always so prideful, afraid that he would do something to hurt mine but I ended up hurting his. His hands tightened around my wrists, feeling like he was cutting my blood flow.

  “Was he better than me?” Jungkook looked up at me. It stung to see what I saw back looking at me. In his eyes, sorrow mixed with pleasure.

  “Never.” The reassurance left my mouth firmly as his thrusts slowed down. Jungkook stopped halfway inside me, his hold on my wrists loosen completely and he brought his hands to my side, holding himself up as he caught his breath. His head hung above my chest, his emotions were getting to him and didn’t know what to believe. “Hey, look at me.”

He was embarrassed completely. He knew he had no right to be angry with me because there were no promises between us. I understood him though and would have probably felt the same way if the roles were switched. Jungkook chewed on his inner lip as he thought and barely looked my way. “I’ve only been with you this entire time.”

He pushed himself up and pressed his mouth to mine. His hand cupped my cheek while he slipped his tongue passed my lips. Moving up to me made him push himself all the way inside me, my walls throbbed and that made us moan.  

  “Uh, fuck.” Jungkook hooked one of his arms around my leg, pulling it upwards and opening better angles. He was going slow, enjoying each time he sank into me. My hand ran up his arm and around his neck. I reach the back of his head and gripped the hair I could fit between my fingers. 

  “Ahh yess!” The tug I gave to his hair made him thrust harder. My core was burning and pulsing, craving for a sweet release. The sounds of our mouths and our skin was echoing throughout the room. My hips jerked with every thrust and I held on to him.

  “Say my name.” I did. I cried his name like it was all I knew. “Louder, baby.”

He was being ruthless and the pleasure was beginning to build and contract. I couldn’t even catch a breath, and my eyes were closed before I knew it. The leg he held and dug his fingers into was starting to shake. Jungkook could feel my body beginning to squirm and shudder. My moans were getting caught in my throat and, with a single spark in his eyes, Jungkook pushed me over the edge. Along with him finishing inside me for the first and last time.

My eyes were closed, his heavy breathing and hot breath against my ear. He hid his face away but pulled me in as close as possible. My body still trembling from the pleasure and I couldn’t lie, that his hold only made it better. The air surrounding us contained an amorous allure, skin like newborns and hearts like trains. Our bodies heated like the sun, with a feel of warm intimacy between us. I was trying to come up with any reason to stay like this with him for just a little longer, but like every time before, he only gave me a reason to leave.

“I love you…”