#Would you let me borrow your credit card to go lingerie shopping

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If The Bra Fits - JJK Fic

Final part of The Unbearable Lightness of Being... Something More series

Part 1 | Part 2 | 

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Genre: ex-roommate au, f2l, fluff, smut, low-key crack

Rating: 18+

Summary: Jungkook knows you hate it when he pops into your apartment to borrow something, but in the 2 years that you’ve known each other, that hasn’t deterred him much. But one day when he manages to (accidentally) ruin your favorite bra while raiding through your emergency snack supply, he knows that he’s fucked. With only a brand name to help him on his search, Jungkook spends the next 48 hours buying all the bras that look even remotely like the one he ruined. The only problem is - how would he figure out which was the correct size without asking you?

Warnings: a lot of talk of breasts and the trials and tribulations of finding a good bra, oral sex (f receiving), masturbation, kissing, grinding, nipple play

Word count: 3.8k

a/n: thanks a ton to @hesperantha​ for beta-ing this! i was super nervous about writing proper smut >.< anywho, hope y’all enjoy this!

Jungkook knew he was fucked. Worse than when Jimin had walked in on Yoongi doing the do with his girlfriend. Worse than when Taehyung had lost his pet frog in Seokjin’s spice drawer. Worse than-

“Fuck.”

He would probably have to leave the country. Maybe he could move to Canada? Or New Zealand? Anywhere that wasn’t here. Or he could change his name! That might work…

“H-hello?” 

“What the hell, Jungkook? You were supposed to meet me for lunch 40 minutes ago! This is rude and, frankly, inexcusable behavior on your part.” Seokjin’s annoyed voice, talking at 300 words a minute, rang through the phone’s speaker. “And why the hell do you sound like that? Did you walk in on Yoongi and Soya this time? I swear, that guy needs to learn to lock his door. Or maybe just change his locks. I mean this is probably-”

“Seokjin!” Jungkook pinched the bridge of his nose as his friend slowed his word flow. “I’ll be there in 10 and explain everything.”

Hanging up the phone, he surveyed the site of the massacre once more before stuffing the offending object into his backpack and rushing out. True to his word, he was at the hole-in-the-wall dumpling place in 10 minutes, attempting to explain to an irate Seokjin, the reason behind his tardiness. 

“No! You did not do that!” Seokjin yelled, nearly choking on the hot soup dumpling that was hanging - half eaten - from his chopsticks.

Jungkook had, in fact, done that. That being the most cardinal offense his frazzled brain could think of at this point. That being sneaking into your apartment when you were at work, hoping to swipe some of your favorite shrimp puffs, placing his cup of steaming hot mocha on your study table, rummaging through your emergency snack supply but somehow inadvertently knocking over the coffee on the table, and cleaning it up with the nearest article available, which tragically, happened to be your mint green bra. 

“She’s going to kill you. No” - Seokjin picked up a egg cream bun and popped the whole thing into his mouth - “she’s going to whip your ass and then hang you upside down from that metal pole on Hobi’s balcony.”

Jungkook stared at the way the cream bun smoothly travelled down Seokjin’s throat after a couple of chews, and shivered. “What do I do??”

“Why do you have to do anything? She won’t know it was you who spilled coffee on her table and then wiped it with her bra. Unless...” 

Jungkook stared at his fingers guiltily. 

“You took the bra with you, didn’t you?” Seokjin sighed, lightly smacking his friend on the back of the head for good measure. “Well, you could always blame it on Namjoon. That’s what I would do. Heck, that’s what I did when I accidentally broke Hobi’s favorite figurine.”

“I don’t know…”

“You have to commit to something, Jaykay.” Every time Seokjin used his nickname for Jungkook, it meant there was some kind of terrible scheme being cooked up. “Either be a complete little shit and blame it on Namjoon, or just go and own up to y/n. You can’t teeter on the edge like this.”

“I could always just sneak back in and leave her bra where I found it.” Jungkook felt better already. This was it. This was the middle ground he was aspiring towards - the sacred path between Seokjin and Hobi, the Yoongi of all decisions. 

“You might not have to sneak in” - Seokjin held up his smartphone where the group chat was open to a bunch of notifications - “Tae said we’re meeting at y/n’s place for tacos and UNO.”

“Why is Tae so invested in our UNO games? He gets confused every time we play it.” 

“Because” - Seokjin swiped his credit card at the counter and thanked the cashier with a quick wink - “like every good strategist, he plans to improve by observing everyone else’s style of play. He definitely knows how to play by now. He’s just giving us the confused puppy look so that we underestimate him and he can learn all our little tricks. Just you wait - a few more games and that sneaky shit will be handing our asses back to us.”

Jungkook, while mildly interested in Taehyung’s card game antics, was more concerned about returning your bra without arousing any suspicion. The perfect moment presented itself when Seokjin, Namjoon, Yoongi, Taehyung and Hobi were immersed in a game of UNO, while you and Soya were munching on tacos - because let’s face it, food trumps just about everything else. Coming up with a half-convincing bathroom excuse, he snuck off towards your room, hoping to finally rid himself of the mint green burden.

Seconds before he pushed your door open, a snippet of conversation floated towards him and made his heart stop beating.

“I can’t find it anywhere.” You were complaining to Soya about something, loud enough for him to hear. “I must’ve turned my room upside down looking for it.”

Soya didn’t seem too perturbed. “What’s the big deal? It’s just a bra. Yoongi regularly loses my underwear after we have sex in new locations.”

Jungkook chuckled because he could almost see the look of horror on your face at receiving this piece of information. 

“Ignoring that TMI,” you continued. “That’s my favorite bra, Soya! You know how our sizes keep fluctuating - well, this was the first bra I bought after getting measured at a proper place. It literally changed my life. Do you know how fabulous it feels to have your boobs at normal chest level - neither squished up towards your collarbones nor jiggling like that everlasting jello Seokjin keeps buying? I’m tellin-”

Jungkook stopped listening at this point. If he didn’t, there was little chance that he’d be able to think of anything other than that. As it was, the mere sight of you these days, was enough to get blood flowing to certain parts of his body. 

There was clearly only one thing to do.

“You want me to help you do WHAT?” Once again, it was Seokjin who barely managed to stop himself from choking on yet another scrumptious food item on yet another lunch date with Jungkook. 

“I’m going to replace her bra.” The resolute expression on Jungkook’s face crumbled ever so slowly under the scrutiny of Seokjin’s pure, unadulterated skepticism. “It’ll be easy. I-I already know what it looks like, and all the information I need is on the itchy tag she always complains about.”

Seokjin’s thick brow remained masterfully arched. 

“Are you going to help me or not?” Jungkook whined in frustration.

“What do I get in return?”

“Why would you want anything in return? Why can’t you just help me out this time??”

The masterfully arched eyebrow did it’s trick once again.

“Fine. You can borrow all my gaming equipment for a week.”

“A month.”

“No way!”

“Good luck shopping for y/n’s favorite bra.”

“Fine! A month! Now can we get a move on please?”

Thankfully, it wasn’t too difficult to find the particular store that you had bought your favorite bra from. It was a niche boutique on the third floor of the mall, full of politely judgmental staff members and pointedly supercilious patrons, all of whom were highly skeptical of Jungkook’s grey and black hoodie-sweatpants combo. 

“Guess they didn’t really get on board with the whole athleisure concept,” Seokjin whispered, earning a hard elbowing from Jungkook.

The looks of skepticism were further enhanced when Jungkook produced the ruined bra, asking one of the assistants where he could find the same one. Jungkook hadn’t received such a disapproving look since his junior year of college when he had eaten 8 cups of instant ramen on a dare, done a celebratory jig, thrown up all over Yoongi and Hobi’s sofa, and promptly passed out. 

“Er… I, uhm, need something!” The exclamation from Jungkook was received by a few expertly raised eyebrows. One assistant, in particular, narrowed their eyes at him and walked over.

“This is a lingerie store” - they scanned him up and down a couple of times - “sir. If you’re here to buy any lingerie, I’d be happy to assist you.”

Jungkook gulped at the expensive clothes and flawless complexion of the shop assistant. So far, things were not really going according to plan. 

“Ow!” He felt a bony elbow dig into his ribs and glared at Seokjin, who was glancing between him and the assistant so rapidly, Jungkook was surprised he hadn’t gotten dizzy and passed out already.

“Right. Umm, I’m actually looking for this particular one” - he produced the once-pristine, but now covered in ugly brown splotches, bra from his backpack - “in this exact same size. Do you have it?”

If the shop assistant didn’t look particularly eager to be breathing the same air as him before, they now looked like they’d rather choke on month old guacamole than be near him.

“Our products are made for exclusivity. We do not carry the same sizes as the general marketplace. There are 4 basic sizes with 4 variations to each size. And this particular product” - they held the ruined bra delicately between two fingers and examined the tag - “is now only available in 3 particular size variations. You are free to choose whichever one you think is the closest fit.”

Jungkook’s doe eyes widened as he realized the itchy tag that you always complained about, truly had no other purpose but to inconvenience you. His panicked stare fell on Seokjin who had busied himself examining a very interesting leaf on the potted plant near the entrance.

It was up to him now, Jungkook realized. His fate was in his own hands. Walking over to the shelf carrying the mint green bras identical to the one he was holding, he inspected the 3 options carefully. 

“I think I’ll take this one.” Was what he said out loud. Inwardly, however, he was screaming a very different tune.

“HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DECIDE?? I’VE NEVER BOUGHT A BRA BEFORE! I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT SIZE WOULD BE APPROPRIATE! IT’S NOT LIKE I SPEND ALL MY TIME SCRUTINIZING Y/N’S BREASTS!”

Thankfully, no one was privy to his internal screams except for himself.

“Thank you, sir. That will be $89.99.” Jungkook took out his debit card as the song playing over the system changed to No Tears Left To Cry.

Once out of the store, Seokjin let out a low whistle. “Wow… that was, undoubtedly, one of the most awkward situations I’ve ever been in. And I wasn’t even really in it.”

“At least the toughest part is over.” Jungkook felt like he had been running a 50 mile marathon while simultaneously figuring out the square roots of 5 digit numbers. In short, he was exhausted.

“Depends on what you think of that…” Seokjin pointed at a familiar figure, slowly walking towards them - someone Jungkook hadn’t expected to bump into in any of his worst case scenarios. You.

Confronted with an exceedingly dire situation with a bleak set of options, Jungkook vaulted into the nearest store, his entire being on high alert as it entered survival mode. Unfortunately, he hadn’t been paying attention to where he rushed into because-

“Congratulations! You’re our 100th customer this week! You get a complimentary hair spa and perm!” Five extremely eager faces stared back at him as he realized he had walked into some sort of hair salon. 

Whoever was writing the script for this day was definitely high on something because Jungkook walked out of the salon 3 hours later, slightly traumatized, with a head full of small curls, clutching onto the cursed purchase with every fibre of his being.

Seokjin had left hours ago, dropping a text to Jungkook which read something along the lines of catch ya later sucker - but that was the least of his problems right now.

It was nearly midnight when he finally entered his apartment after managing to sneak in the new bra into your apartment. Thankfully, you lived two floors above him, so the trek back to his place wasn’t too long. The stress from the past couple of days was finally catching up to him and Jungkook would give anything for a nice long massage and a bowl of steaming hot ramen. 

Unfortunately, all that he had at home was a few leftover containers Taehyung had left behind on his last visit a couple of days ago. There was also bread, eggs, and milk, but he didn’t feel up to making anything at this point. So dinner ended up being heated, two-day old dumplings. 

Just as he was about to head to sleep, a loud pounding started on his front door. It was well past midnight at this point and Jungkook wondered if he should be carrying some sort of weapon with him while answering the door.

There really wasn’t any need for worry because on the other side of the door stood a very angry, very disgruntled, very flimsily dressed-

“Y/n?! What’re you doing here?” 

“You!” Jungkook stepped back as you poked him in the chest. “What the heck is your problem?” Many more pokes followed, which Jungkook barely registered but which left your index finger increasingly bruised. 

“I- uh, I guess you found the parcel I left for you.” He scratched the back of his head, looking everywhere but at you.

“I CANNOT believe you!” You were fuming and Jungkook was contemplating calling someone for backup. Maybe Namjoon? Or Yoongi? Mayb- “First, you ruin my favorite bra! What were you doing in my apartment anyway? Trying to steal more stuff from my emergency snack supply?! Why can’t you just buy your own s-”

You definitely had a point about the snack stealing. But Jungkook couldn’t stop himself from going over and taking something that would undoubtedly attract your attention, because the last time that had happened, you both had ended up making out aggressively against the wall. 

“-and not just that!” You were clearly not done with being mad at him. “You go ahead and try to replace my favorite bra? With this???” You held up Jungkook’s purchase from earlier during the day.

“What’s wrong with this? It’s the same one, isn’t it? I went to the shop to make sure it was the same.” He didn’t really understand why this particular fact was making you so upset.

“You think this is the same?” You were standing very close to him and Jungkook gulped as he caught a whiff of your lavender body lotion.

“Yes?”

“You think my boobs are this small?? After the way you basically kneaded them with your hands last time??” 

Jungkook’s eyes widened, his face growing hotter with every word you were speaking.

“Why the fuck do you look like that?” you muttered, crossing your arms over your chest. 

“L-like what?” His voice came out sort of strangled as he tried to make sense of the situation.

“Like you’ve been caught eating the last cookie.”

Jungkook didn’t know how to respond to this. He was very aware of the fact that you were wearing a flimsy grey t-shirt and very old, very small, sleeping shorts. He gulped and wondered if this was some kind of dream that he’d suddenly wake up from.

“I’ve been waiting for you to make a move since you stuck your tongue down my throat last time. But nope! Nothing.” Now he knew that there was something wrong. This didn’t seem like the rational next line in a dialogue between real people who had just been in a, slightly one-sided, fight. “So, are you gonna kiss me or not?”

“W-what?” His voice was barely louder than a whisper at this point and you scoffed loudly before fisting your hands in his t-shirt and crashing your lips to his.

It took him a few seconds to get his bearings, but Jungkook was soon responding with impressive enthusiasm. His lips glided over yours with a desperation borne out of nearly two years of attraction and chemistry. He groaned in pleasure as your hands travelled into his hair, your fingers running through his freshly done curls. His hands travelled down your back before cupping your butt-cheeks and squeezing them until you moaned into his mouth. The feel of your body against his was enough to make him slowly lose his mind - but your tongue swiping into his mouth brought out a strangled noise from deep inside him. This was so much better than the first time you had both made out - there was more experience and knowledge of each other, and you seemed much more determined than the last time.

“Tell me what you want,” Jungkook’s voice came out huskier than you had ever heard, sending a surge of electricity to your core. “Tell me what makes you feel good, y/n.”

His voice was sultry and his body rock-hard at the perfect places - his breath falling in harsh pants as he recovered from the intensity of the kisses. But his eyes held the soft sincerity you had grown to lov-

“Against the wall,” you breathed, your face flushing as you verbalised your request. “And then on your bed.” You took one of his hands and placed it on your breast, firm with arousal, and guided his other hand to the waistband of your shorts. 

A beautiful pink blush dusted his cheeks as he captured your lips once again. He had you against the wall in seconds, his lips leaving a trail of devastation from your lips to your throat to your breasts. You moaned loudly as you felt his fingers rub against your clothed core while his tongue flicked over your nipples at a deliciously slow pace. 

“Gguk…” God he loved to hear that name coming from your lips. He loved it even more now that it was in the midst of him pleasuring you to the best of his ability. 

“Bed. I can’t… stand...” You managed to say. He obliged, placing his hands below your knees and scooping you up with ease, all while his lips kept pressing soft kisses to yours. 

Once on the bed, you removed your t-shirt and shorts, instructing him to do the same. Jungkook stared at your bare body for a moment, his eyes glazed with lust before he stripped himself of his clothes and continued kissing every part of your body he could find. 

Your insides were coiling, the heat growing at your core as you watched Jungkook’s magnificent, completely naked, body move over yours. Your hands itched to run over his abs but your eyes were fixed on his throbbing dick, your core growing wetter by the moment. 

“Can I?” Jungkook’s hoarse voice broke you out of your dilemma, his face hovering over your thighs. “Only if you want it, y/n.” You were pretty sure his soft, caring words would be enough for your undoing, but you nodded your head anyway.

The first swipe of his tongue against your core had you arching yourself off the mattress, your legs kicking up involuntarily. This was definitely where his gym prowess came in handy, as he held your thighs down with enough force for the feeling to be unbelievably pleasurable. Your hands found themselves in his curls once more, as his mouth alternated between dropping feather light kisses on your core and swiping along the wetness with a swipe of his tongue. 

“I-I’m not…” You didn’t have to complete the sentence as stars exploded in your vision, the high hitting you with more force than you had ever experienced. 

Something inside you tightened as you watched Jungkook emerge from between your thighs, his curls sweaty, and his mouth slick with your arousal. He smiled at you, dropping a light kiss on your lips, even as his dick stood red hot and angry with arousal.

“Can I help?” You asked, although your voice was hardly above a whisper, the tiredness seeping in, as you came down from the orgasm.

“Next time?” His voice was soft as he gave himself a few strong pumps before spilling onto his stomach. 

He grinned at you sheepishly. “I’m also kind of exhausted today.” Getting up quickly, he went into the bathroom and cleaned himself off, before coming back with a wet towel for you as well. 

You smiled shyly as you took the towel from him, wiping between your thighs quickly. 

Jungkook was beside you in a few moments, cuddling you from behind as sleep slowly overtook you both.

“Jungkook!” 

You cracked your eyes open slowly, wondering why someone was yelling at the crack of dawn. You were still pretty much wrapped up in Jungkook, both your legs entangled as your head rested on his chest while he snored softly.

“JUNGKOOK!”

A second, much louder, yell, woke Jungkook up as well. His eyes widening in alarm as he realised what was going on.

“It’s Tae! What’s he doing here?!” He whispered, his voice still thick with sleep.

“Umm what?” You were panicking now. As much as you had been wanting things with Jungkook to pick up, you did not want Taehyung to find you both wonderfully naked after a night of wonderfulness. “He cannot see us like this! Not yet! I refuse to let this be how everyone finds out about us!”

“Jungkook, I’m coming in!”

Jungkook quickly pushed you below the covers, fluffing it up sufficiently to hide the fact that you were under it. He barely managed to close his eyes before Taehyung walked in, much too sprightly for this early in the morning.

“Aww!” His deep voice sounded through the room. “Jungkookie, are you still sleeping?”

Much to his horror, Taehyung made his way over to the bed, his long fingers smooshing Jungkook’s cheeks together as the poor boy tried to feign sleep.

“Did you sleep late last night?”

“Mph.”

“Jungkookie’s still sleepy? Aww!” The cheek smooshing continued, and Jungkook wondered how much longer you could stay hidden without Taehyung’s perceptiveness deducing that you were there.

“Hmmmm.” Jungkook managed to grunt out, tossing over to trap you underneath him.

“Okay, go back to sleep.” With one last cheek smoosh, Taehyung got up and left the room.

“Thank god!” Jungkook whispered in relief, pulling the covers off your face.

“I’m so glad he didn’t figure out I was here,” you sighed in relief. 

Jungkook grinned at you, his bunny teeth poking out adorably as he pulled you closer to him. You giggled, reaching up to place small kisses on each of his moles - there were 5 according to your last examination. 

“The curls are cute,” you said between kisses, running your fingers through his hair. He sighed contentedly, resting his forehead on yours. If it were up to him, he’d stay here forever.

“Oh and y/n-” You both stiffened as you heard Taehyung’s voice from the living room. Apparently, he hadn’t left yet. “-thanks a lot! Seokjin now owes me 50 bucks!”

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Afterglow (Episode 33)

"How's your hand feeling baby" Angus asks over breakfast, taking my hand and giving it a kiss. All eight of us gathered around the dinning table to eat the breakfast that Tess and Declan had prepared.

"Sore but I think the ice pack helped" I tell him, "It was so worth it though"

"Sore hand in the morning and a happy Angus can only mean one thing" Declan jokes, Tess gives him a dirty look and the others erupt in laughter, it takes me a while to understand that Declan is making a sex joke and I giggle

"Declan that's not funny, thats my sister" Tess goes off at him

"Lighten up Tess, it was funny" I laugh at her and she softens.

"What are we up to today?" Tess asks everyone

"Steph and I are doing a shopping trip to Magnolia Promenade, it's on the mainland, I was thinking we should make it a girls day if you girls want to join us?" I propose and the girls all cheer in agreement.

"Declan can we borrow your van? We won't all fit in the Angus' car and theres more room to put our bags" Tess asks Declan

"Of course you can baby" He says, kissing her on the cheek, I love how cute these two are.

"Take my credit card baby" Angus offers me as we are leaving, pulling it out of his wallet

"I don't need it, I have my savings from working at the bakery, plus this is my surprise for you, doesn't seem right if you pay for it" I inform him, he kisses me goodbye and we leave on our girls day out, Steph driving Declan's van with Annabelle up front with her and Tess, Cassie I in the back. We drive onto the ferry, parking underneath in the car section and find a seat up on deck, the ferry is almost empty of passengers this morning, except for one lone guy sitting on a bench seat, sporting a shiny, new black eye, he looks upper and sees me with my group of friends and comes marching over.

"You're a fucking prick tease bitch" He screams at me.

"Hi, Im Tess, speak to my sister like that again and I'll give you a matching black eye on the other side" Tess threatens him.

"Whatever, I didn't need you anyway, I was balls deep in a busty blonde before midnight" He boasts

"Translation ladies, he watched porn and touched his own dick" Steph clarifies for us and we burst out laughing.

"Where's your personal trainer today? Not here to protect you?" He says smugly

"Charlie, it was me that punched you in the face, not Angus, he just shoved you up against a wall" I remind him, "Oh, and to answer your question about where he is, he's most likely out buying condoms because unlike you, he got the girl. That must be humiliating for you, you put in all this effort to try and get me to go home with you and the guy who didn't have to talk himself up woke up with me in his bed this morning" I laugh at him

"Congratulations, you got your number two and how did Mr Beefcake compare to Mr Perfect" He asks with that smug smile on his face

"Oh no, I'm still at one, Angus has always been one and that boy has mad skills" I inform him, "Go away charlie, you're nothing but a fuckboy" I order him and he slinks away.

"So what are we shopping for?" Cassie asks to remove the bad  energy that was Charlie

"Lingerie, I need something sexier than my Hello Kitty underwear, I need to look hot" I tell the girls shyly and they all squeal with excitement.

"Oh this is awesome because I need something to spice things up with Declan after 4 years together" Tess tells us and I'm surprised, we've never talked about things like this.

"I could use a set of new handcuffs, Sam and I had to break the last ones because we lost the key somewhere" Cassie tells us and we all stop and look at her in surprise, "We're experimenting"

"Why did we not talk like this before" I ask them

"Because you were in high school and having sex with your first boyfriends and scared that your friends would judge you" Annabelle says smiling at us and taking Steph's hand, "Welcome to the grown up world ladies, this is what women talk about with each other but you can never bring it up with in conversation around the men, it's our secrets."

I'm excited to step into this new world with my best friends.

Steph drives us to Magnolia Promenade, a long street of exclusively branded stores that include  a giant lingerie store with everything that ranges from tame night dresses all the way up to early there string pieces that leave nothing to the imagination.

"You'll need more than one ladies" Steph tells us as we browse the racks, "And don't get anything that will be too hard to get out of, nothing spoils the mood faster than struggling to get out of an outfit" She laughs

I purchase four different styles, one of which I plan to save until Christmas and find Tess looking at vibrators

"I'm thinking of getting one" She says shyly

"Angus bought me that silver one, I like it" I tell her and she smiles at me

"So it's good?" She asks

"Oh yeah" I exclaim, putting my arm around her shoulder and we laugh together, Cassie comes running up to us with seven outfits and two different types of handcuffs.

"I got fluffy and regular" She squeals at us.

We stop for lunch and then head back to the island. The boys are out of the house when we arrive home which makes it easier to sneak our goodies in unnoticed but they come home not long after us. Angus comes into our room just as I'm hiding the last bag.

"How was shopping Princess?" Angus asks, before wrapping me up in his arms.

"Really good, I love Steph and Annabelle, it's great having friends who are teaching us that it's ok to talk about our men" I tell him

"You talked about me baby" He questions with a big smile on his face.

"Maybe, all good things though" I promise him.

"I don't need to know, girls talk and I love that you have a group of women to confide in" He says kissing me, "Oh, by the way, I booked a table for eight people tonight at a restaurant"

"Eight people, like a group date?" I ask, I love this idea

"Yeah, I thought it was kind of rude if I took you away from your friends considering this is your end of school holiday but I did also book a hotel room just for us, I hope that's ok" He explains, I love how thoughtful he is.

"Did you get the protection?" I enquire and he pulls a box from his pocket and throws it on the bed, smiling at me.

"First thing I did this morning, I also bought myself some clothes and necessities and I called Imogen and told her I won't be back til Friday because I'm spending some time with my Girlfriend and my friends" He informs me

"How did she take the news that we are back together?" I enquire

"I have a ringing noise in my right ear because she squealed so loudly down the phone, she loved you long before she met you so she's very happy for us, she also said to tell you that 'He is very dreamy but he's not the sun, you are', I have no idea what that means but she said you would get it" He laughs

"She quoted Cristina Yang from Grey's Anatomy to you for me, I get it" I laugh, Imogen and I share the same love of Grey's.

"So when do I get my surprise" He asks like a little kid waiting for Santa

"Tonight, when we're alone" I promise him

"You know I just want to run my tongue up your thigh right now and not stop when I reach the top of your legs, I've been thinking about it all day" He teases

"Well you will have to be patient and wait" I say, fighting temptation to just cave in now and let him to as he pleases to me but waiting until we're alone will make it all the more special.

Angus booked us into a restaurant to sample some of the local cuisine the island has to offer, it's the first time most of us has tried Kava, a local drink. We make toasts together, everyone laughing and eating.

"I want to stay here forever" I announce to Angus when we finish our dinner and he looks at me with adoring eyes.

"We could baby, not any time soon but once we get our degrees we could move out here and live in the house, have a few kids and live the island life" He says in a dreamy tone, like he's making future plans for us.

"Oh now you want children?" I question him, surprised

"I always wanted children, just far in the future but I want to have them with you" He whispers to me

"We could make one tonight" I stir him and he looks at me with fear on his face

"Zoey Amelia Green don't even joke about that" He panics, I smile and kiss his cheek

"Let's go to the hotel, I can't wait any longer to give you your surprise" I suggest, we say our goodbyes to the rest of the group and Angus drives us to one of the most luxurious hotels on the island.

Angus booked us into the penthouse, no surprises there but it's so different than the one in Del Sol Valley, here we have a zen garden on the balcony and the spa is among the island greenery landscape. The smell of hibiscus flowers fills the air but isn't overpowering, the bed has a bamboo frame and sits on a hardwood floor, the dinning table is smaller, seating for four and theres a full sized fridge stocked with alcohol and snacks. The hotel has it's own private beach as well as a pool, sauna and gym.

"We don't have to leave until tomorrow afternoon baby so there's no rush, we can take our time" He tells me, the cheeky smile spreading across his face, "Do you want some champagne, I don't think there's any in the fridge but I can call to room service and get some and dessert too" He offers, I sense that he's nervous, it's been 4 months since we were last intimate, 4 months since we had that fight that tore us apart.

"Champagne would be great, thank you baby" I say as I kiss his neck softly as he puts the call through to room service, they run it up to us within minutes, Angus grabs two champagne flutes and slowly fills them, he hands me a glass and we make a toast to us.

"How did you know I picked the end bedroom anyway?" I ask him

"You love the ocean Zoey so I knew you would pick a room facing the beach, I also knew you would pick the end room  because it's closest to the bathroom and you always forget to take your change of clothes with you when you shower so it's a shorter run to the bedroom" He replies. He knows me so well, "Wasn't there talk of a surprise for me tonight Zoey?" He asks with the cheeky smile.

"Do you want me to show it to you now? You've been very patient" I say, attempting to seduce him.

"Now I'm curious more so, it's something you show me?" He asks, walking over to sit on the edge of the bed, "I'm ready to be shown"

"Take your pants off Angus, shirt too" I demand, he does as he's asked, sitting back down in his his briefs.

"So my surprise is myself in my own underwear?" He asks confused

"Unzip my dress" I order him, ignoring his confusion, he does as he's told, letting it slink to the floor, revealing my new, white corset underneath.

"Fuck Zoey, that is just..." His voice trails off as he leans back to take it all in, he looks up at my face, his eyes meeting mine, "You can't come in here dressing like this" He tells me and I suddenly feel very embarrassed, I thought he'd enjoy me dressing up for him.

"I thought you'd like it" I say in a small, disappointed voice

"Oh I fucking love it baby but I've gone 4 months without sex and you're standing in front of me looking so damn hot and I'm just going to blow my load in 15 seconds flat" He laughs and I smile at him, he reaches out and runs a hand up the inside of my thigh, slipping his fingers inside my panties and I feel them enter me, he smiles with delight

"You never fail to disappoint my Princess" He praises me, removing his fingers from inside me and sliding my panties down my legs, I reach down and slide his briefs off, I can see he's hard already, I drop to my knees and lick along his shaft from base to tip then take it fully into mouth, moving him in and out and using my tongue to draw circles on his tip, he groans deeply in appreciation as I feel him grow harder.

"I'm gonna cum baby" He exclaims and I feel him explode in my mouth with warm, liquid sensation, it's an odd taste, not unpleasant but not something I want to swallow, I run to the bathroom with a mouth full and spit it into the sink, I grab the mouthwash and swish it around. I walk back into the bedroom and notice Angus hasn't moved from where I left him.

"I did warn you" He laughs

"I'm sorry I couldn't swallow it, I did some reading while we were apart and I know it can be seen as rude to spit it out" I apologise

"I don't care if you spit it out, I'm more impressed by your skills, that was fucking amazing" He says, pulling me down onto the bed, "Now it's your turn" He says, kissing my neck softly, moving his way down my body, he reaches the top of my breasts, being pushed together to create cleavage and he runs his tongue in-between them, unclasping my corset starting at the top and working his way down, once opened he lifts up my back gently with one arm and uses his other to slide my corset out from under me and places me back down. He begins licking my nipples, running his tongue over them in a circular motion, my body tingles at his touch and he hasn't even moved into my sweet spot yet, he moves his lips down to my belly, kissing and licking along the way, his mouth reaches between my legs and I feel his tongue on me, bringing every sensation inside of me to life, I let a series of moans escape my mouth, I remember this feeling, the building orgasm. I feel him slip a finger inside me and slowly start to move it, reading my body's pulses, I'm getting closer and closer with every lashing of his tongue until I reach the point where I can't hold back, I feel myself let go and it feels amazing. I've missed this, I've missed him. He kisses inside my thigh and slides himself up beside me, giant smile on his wet face.

"I could pleasure you all day" He announces, "Don't worry baby, we're not done yet" He promises me, he finds his pants on the floor and pulls a condom from his pocket, he rips it open with his teeth, takes it out and throws the wrapper.

"Can I put it on?" I ask him and he smiles brightly at me

"Of course baby" He replies, placing it on the tip and I roll it down, he sits on his knee,  pushes my knees to my chest and enters me.

"Fuck you feel good" He moans, I could say the same about him too, I feel every thrust, every nipple pinch, his thumb on my clitoris makes me become tighter insider, I feel myself clenching and releasing around his penis. I open my eyes to study his beautiful face, it's tense and his pleasure is building too, sweat running down his chest as he picks up his pace, moving inside of me faster and faster until I lose control and groan with elation as I complete my journey, I can feel myself pulsating around his shaft, his body goes tense as he gives his final thrust and then he relaxes, catching his breath and exiting me. He lays his head on my stomach and I run my fingers through his soft, blonde hair.

"I love you Princess" He whispers to me

"I love you too Angus, that was unbelievable" I praise him and he looks up at me with those piercing blue eyes and smiles

"You were unbelievable" He credits me

We lay in the afterglow for what feels like hours, me stroking his hair, him running his fingers softly over my thighs, I never thought I'd get to be here with him again, making love and kissing him all over but I'm so grateful we get our second chance

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