#i guess the first one is sorta an object show affirmation

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finished watching boto, this is my current mood

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Steamy Pt. 3 | jjk

Genre: college!au, smut, fluff Pairing: college!jungkook x reader Warnings: ass play, oral sex (m receiving), dirty talk (dom!jungkook), and ya know, sex.  Word Count: 5.4k Summary: Jungkook has wanted his way with you since that night in the bathroom. Now that he’s had you, partially in public, he’s craving more. He drags you back to his apartment to finally show you how he really feels through his actions and words. He leaves you feeling breathless in more ways than one. 

Author’s Note: Jungkook ended up being equal parts a dom and a fluffy boy in this one. I apologize 😂

Steamy Pt. 1 | Steamy Pt. 2 | Epilogue (super fluffy ending to this fic!)

Jungkook looked behind him to make sure you were still following. He had the messy blanket of food gripped in both hands as he walked ahead of you. He smiled at you excitedly as he led the way. You couldn’t help but smile back as you noticed your panties stuffed into his back pocket.

“How far away do you live?” you asked. You trailed behind him carrying a few objects that couldn’t be easily carried within the blanket.

“Not far from you, actually. A couple of blocks.” His face was flush with excitement as you drew near to his apartment. He was right, you were within a fifteen-minute walk from where he lived. He bumped his hip against the sensor that read his fob and kicked the front door open, allowing you inside.

“Elevators are to the left,” he said while gesturing his head. Once you hit the up button you had a few seconds to stand in silence together. You didn’t want it to be awkward, but you were both standing there; food, basket, and blanket in hand impatient to get to his apartment so he could have his way with you. The thought alone had your face flushing with heat.

“Are you okay?” he asked. “You look hot. I mean, you are hot, but, like, your face is really red.”

“Just thinking.”

“If you’re not comfortable with this I’m totally game to watch a movie.”

He looked worried, extremely worried; almost as if he thought he had done something wrong.

“Not at all!” you reassured him. “It’s just weird standing here and waiting is all.”

He laughed as the elevator doors opened in front of him. “Yea, I guess you could say that we left in a rush for this.”

As soon as the doors slid shut, Jungkook dropped the blanket he was holding and surged forward towards you. In shock, you dropped the basket you were holding as his lips connected with yours. You heard the rattle as several items hit the floor, but none of it phased you when you felt his soft lips move over yours. His hands were on your hips again and he brought his flush with you. You could feel how hard he was under his tight jeans and you marveled at the fact that he had so much self-control thus far.

“God, I can’t wait to ruin you,” he whispered.

Your entire body shivered with anticipation. This was what you had been thinking of all week and now it was finally going to happen. A multitude of emotions coursed through you; what if you weren’t what he was expecting? What if he ended up not liking you after? You tried to push those thoughts away as he continued to look at you as if you were something to eat. As the elevator slowed to a stop, Jungkook pulled away from you and looked as casual as ever when the doors opened. Outside of them stood a middle-aged man that first looked at Jungkook then to the mess on the floor.

“Hey, Jungkook!” he started. “Uh…” He looked down at the floor.

You quickly looked to Jungkook for his response. Without once looking at you he said, “I don’t know, man. That was in here when we got in. I think those kids on floor six are back to their old ways again.”

“You’re a kid Jungkook,” he said matter-of-factly.

“Not as much as they are.”

The man sighed. “You’re right. I’ll get this cleaned up. Sorry you had to ride with that.”

“Not a problem.” Jungkook grabbed your hand and helped you around the scattered mess of Tupperware containers and down the hallway. You looked behind you to see the man muttering to himself as he bent down to pick up the blanket.

“Really?” you laughed.

“Hey, I don’t need half of that stuff and I’m kinda in a hurry right now,” he said while fumbling for his keys.

You hadn’t so much as a second to see his apartment before he had you up against the door. He slid his knee between your legs to press his rough jeans against your bare center as he gripped your hair at the nape and brought you in for a less than elegant kiss. His patience in holding back was wearing thin by the second and you could tell in his movements.

“Take me to your room,” you panted against his lips. Without hesitation he grabbed the back of your thighs and lifted you. Instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his waist as he blindly carried you down a short hallway and to his dimly lit bedroom. City lights filtered in through the curtains and a soft bedside lamp gave you enough light to see the details of Jungkook’s face. He laid you gently on the bed and brought his face mere centimeters from yours.

“Now,” he whispered as he ran a finger down your throat, “what are you into?”

You gulped. “I…uh…well…,” you said as you averted your gaze.

Jungkook sat up suddenly, his eyes wide almost comically so. “Wait! A-are you still…,” his voice dropped to a whisper, “a virgin? Oh my god, you just let me do all those things and you’re a virgin. Wow, Jungkook, you’re an asshole.”

You let him mildly berate himself before you tapped his thigh. He stopped long enough to look down at you.

“I’m not a virgin,” you laughed.

“Oh, thank god. I thought for sure I just used you for my own selfish needs and I was going to throw myself out of a window.”

“No, it’s fine. It’s just…well, as far as being into things, I’ve really only had plain sex.”

“Plain sex?” he looked at you as if the term were totally foreign to him.

“You know, like, missionary sex. I usually don’t get off, but the guy does. That sorta thing.”

“Oh, wow,” he breathed. “So, a guy has never let you finish before?”

“Nope.”

“Well, that’s about to change,” he said as he leant back down and placed a kiss below your ear. “Now, tell me what it is that you would like to do that you’ve never tried before.”

His voice had dropped back down to a whisper as goosebumps raised along your skin.

Your eyes screwed shut in embarrassment. “I-I like it when people are dominant.”

“Go on,” he said while placing slower kisses down to your shoulder. His fingers slipped under the strap of your dress to pull it downwards.

You still refused to look at him just in case his eyes were on you. “Rough. I think I like rough sex.”

“Anything else?” His lips were now attached to the swell of you breast; your chest heaved upward in a nervous breath.

“I’m not sure. Maybe you can show me.”

“I’d love to,” he said as he came back up to mold his lips against yours. This kiss was deep and slow and he was taking his time. He pulled away to look at you. “If you’re uncomfortable at any point in time stop me.”

All you could do was shake your head in affirmation. You were both nervous and excited as your thighs clenched in anticipation. Jungkook stood from the bed and shrugged off his jacket, soon following quickly through with the rest of his clothing and before you knew it, he stood before you fully undressed and…fully erect. Your mouth watered at the sight. Never before had you been with so built and so big. At first, your thoughts wondered to how big he was and then went into complete panic mode at how your body was going to handle this.

“Are you okay? You seemed a little…shocked,” he muttered.

“No, no I’m okay. If we’re being honest here, I’m wondering how that’s going to fit,” you said pointing at him.

He laughed while reaching out and pulling you to stand in front of him. “Can I undress you?”

You nodded silently in consent and held your arms up as he pulled your dress over your head. His hands glided softly down your shoulders as he brought his chest against yours and reached around your back to undo the clasp of your bra. With a flick of his wrist, your last piece of clothing fell to the floor.

“I’m glad to finally be alone with you like this,” he whispered once again. Chills traveled through your body and it heightened your arousal. “Remember, tell me if you want me to stop, okay?”

“Yes,” was all you could mutter. You were sure if you spoke more then it would all come out in an embarrassing stutter.

“Now,” he said louder and taking a step back from you, “on your knees.”

You’d be wrong if you said you weren’t taken a little aback at his sudden change, but you had said you liked it when someone was dominant. Jungkook was stoic as he looked at you, willing you to protest. So, instead of saying anything, you dropped to your knees in front of him and looked up to make eye contact. He stared down back at you through the dark fringe of his hair. With his right hand, he grabbed the base of his cock and started to pump himself slowly; smearing the precum along his length as he never broke eye contact with you.

“I’m going to need you to suck my cock like a good girl.” The timbre of his voice had you clenching your thighs together. “And no touching yourself.”

You shuffled a few inches closer and raised yourself up on your knees to come face to face with the very thing that was giving you anxiety right now. Jungkook himself was intimidating in this moment, but that paled in comparison to this. What if you couldn’t pleasure him like he wanted? Would he laugh at your inexperience? He cleared his throat above you as you froze and when you looked up his brow raised questioningly as if asking, ‘What are you waiting for?’ You had given someone a blow job before, of course, but not to anyone you actually really liked. The first contact of your hand with his cock had his hips stuttering slightly. Unbeknownst to you, he had been dreaming of this exact moment for the past few days, but nothing had prepared him for the delicate touch of your hand. Your nervousness had you starting out slow, moving over the hard plane of his cock. Within seconds, you had a rhythm and decided to do what was asked of you. You opened your mouth and laying your tongue flat you ran it along the underside of him. He moaned deep in his throat when you finally wrapped your lips around the head and slid him as far in your mouth as you could go, hand gripping the base to make up for the rest. You twisted and weaved your wrist as your head bobbed along his length, swirling your tongue around the tip from time to time. It seemed as if Jungkook was enjoying it when he stopped you by placing both of his hands on the sides of your head when your mouth was about midshaft. You looked upwards to see him suck his bottom lip between his teeth.

“Keep still,” he demanded. Still gripping the sides of your head, he started to move his hips and lightly thrust into your mouth. You let your hand drop to rest on the top of your thigh. Jungkook took your complacency as his cue to keep going. His thrusts soon became harsher and deeper, hitting well beyond your gag reflex. With each thrust, you were gagging around his cock and his moans became deeper as your muscles clenched around him, causing more saliva to coat him for an easier slide.

“God, baby, you take my cock so fucking well,” he said as he looked down at you. Drool was starting to slide past your lips and down your chin as tears welled up in your eyes. “Look at you. Letting me fuck that pretty little mouth of yours.” Jungkook thrust one last time, making you take him deeper than before, your nose almost touching his stomach as he stilled inside of you. You desperately tried to swallow around him as your breathing became difficult; your throat clenched and fluttered around him as your body started to crave more oxygen than what you could take in through your nose, but Jungkook kept his grip tight on your head as he let his cock sit heavy on your tongue. As soon as your vision started to darken at the corners of your eyes he pulled completely away from your mouth. An obscene amount of drool came out and Jungkook reached down to grip your chin tightly before you could close it.

“Uh, uh. I wanna see how fucking filthy you are.” His grasp was almost painful as he forced your mouth to stay open. “I could fuck this mouth of yours until it was raw. Would you like that? You’d have to explain to all of your friends why you couldn’t talk, but I have a feeling you’d like them to know what I did to you, wouldn’t you, _____?”

Your tears were starting to dry on your face and your eyelashes were stuck together at the corners, but you looked up at him anyway and with as much movement as he would give you said, “I’d love it.” Your voice was only a little raspy as your throat began to dry out, but he could still hear you clearly.

“Fuck, you’re going to kill me. Get up.” He didn’t so much as help you when you stood with wobbly legs; your time on the floor had begun to make your calves cramp and your feet were sore from keeping some of your weight.

Jungkook walked around and away from you; you swiveled on your heel to watch his movements. You were at the foot of his bed and you noticed with some satisfaction that his bed was tall, about hip height. You had seen enough porn to know where this might go, and he was soon to prove you right.

“Feet on the floor, but lay on the bed on your stomach,” he demanded as he was pulling open his nightstand to take out a condom. You looked over jokingly thinking to yourself that he probably needed the magnum condoms and you snickered to yourself.

“Something funny?” there was no hint of humor in his voice.

“I’m sorry,” you said avoiding his gaze. “I was just thinking about how you might need magnum condoms.”

You heard a single snort. “Hardly.” You heard the wrapper being ripped open and a few seconds later he was standing behind you. A nagging voice at the back of your head told you that he does this a lot and you had the alleviate the sick feeling in your stomach. He was now on his knees behind you as he gently lifted your right leg to let it lay sideways beside you on the bed. Both of your ass cheeks were in his hands as he kneaded them, pulling them apart, and blowing cool air against your cunt. He watched as you clenched around nothing.

“You know, this pretty little ass is just begging to be ruined.” You clenched instinctively. Never before had anyone touched you there. “Can I?” He knew this was probably foreign territory for you and his question sounded like it was laced with genuine concern.

“Yes,” you said quietly.

“Don’t be afraid to tell me no,” he said softly, his tone almost sad.

“Jungkook I want you to,” you whispered into the darkness.

“I’ll make you feel good. I promise.” The sincerity in his voice put your nerves at ease.

You let your body relax against the soft blanket and dropped your head to your arms as Jungkook spread your ass once more. You gasped as your mouth formed an ‘O’ when he placed his tongue flat against you. The sensation was unfamiliar, but not entirely unwanted either. He took his time working his tongue over you, letting you get used to the feeling of having him there before he experimentally pressed the tip of his tongue inside. You clenched again as he squeezed your ass reassuringly.

“Relax,” he whispered.

All you could do was trust him. He watched as your muscles relaxed once more.

“That’s it, baby.”

He laid his tongue flat against you again and then pushed his tongue in, not far, but enough for the feeling to hit every nerve in your body. When your body stayed relaxed, he pressed further, letting his tongue roam you. He slid one of his hands down to your clit as he continued to eat your ass and the feeling of both had you on your elbows, your body arching downward into the bed, and your ass farther into his face.  He moaned, his tongue working in and out of you as he kept up a steady pace on your clit. This was something you had only ever seen and to finally be put in this position had you thinking there was no way you would ever come back from this; Jungkook had successfully ruined you for anyone else. He moved his fingers off of your clit and slid them inside of you; you were so wet that he didn’t even need the added lubrication. Jungkook was not a shy man, he let his saliva slip from his mouth to continue to make both his ministrations on your ass and your cunt easier for himself and for you. His fingers curved to hit your g-spot; you felt him shift his body behind you to better brace himself as his pace in your cunt picked up as he kept his other hand on one ass cheek to keep you spread.

You were now fisting the blanket in your hands as your breathing became shallower, his actions bringing you closer and closer to your orgasm. He pushed his face forward into your ass, tongue fully inside of you now, pushing your body upwards as his actions became more frantic and aggressive.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck,” was all you could manage as your stomach ached in anticipation, your cunt clenched so tightly around his fingers that he was doing his best to use the mixture of fluids to keep up inside of you.

He pulled away just enough to say, “Come for me, ______. I want you to come with my tongue in your ass.”

It took seconds of his tongue back inside of you before he was pushing you over the edge. You came with such force that you fell back on the bed, your entire bottom half slumping; your one foot on the floor having given up on you.

Jungkook held your hips as he kissed the skin there, making his way up your back with featherlight touches and kisses until he reached the back of your neck where he pushed your hair away and pressed his lips softly to your nape.

“Are you okay?” he whispered.

“More than okay,” you muttered. “That…I’ve never felt like that before.”

“Good,” he said placing more kisses to your neck, his breath hot against your skin. “I’m going to make you come again.”

“I think you just drew out every orgasm my body planned on having for the rest of its life.”

“Oh, we’ll just see about that. Stay where you are.”

He stood from the bed and situated himself behind you as he lined up with your entrance. Slowly, he entered you inch by inch; his hands were gripping your hips firmly.

“God, you’re fucking tight. When was the last time someone fucked you, ______?”

You knew the question was rhetorical, so you kept your mouth shut and just savored the sensation of him filling up every inch of your cunt. Once he was bottomed out, he let out a long, drawn out moan. He placed both of his hands on the bed beside your head as he leaned over to whisper in your ear, “If you can walk out of here after this then I give you permission to rat me out to Jimin right away.”

You laughed low at his joke, but you were pretty sure you already couldn’t walk from the first orgasm. His strokes started out slow, but each one hit you deeper than the last; so much so, that you felt as if you could feel him in your cervix, but he knew exactly how deep to go so that is was pleasurable. Even though this was your first time with him, he worked your body so expertly it was almost as if he had known you before. He leaned back to hold your hips tightly while his hips picked up pace and he snapped them against you. Any overstimulation you had began feeling before quickly faded and gave way to intense pleasure once again.

“I feel your tight pussy clenching around me again. Did you get past the overstimulation?”

You moaned at his keen observation wondering how in the hell he knew your body so well. Your entire body flushed with heat and you were so incredibly hot, every inch of you was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

“This is all mine you know that, right?” You couldn’t see him, but Jungkook tightened his grip on your hips as we watched himself disappear inside of you. “No one else can have you.”

“Jungkook,” you groaned, emphasizing the middle of his name.

“Say my name. I love it when you moan my name.”

His name fell from your lips in small praises as his strokes became long and deep inside of you.

“Feet on the floor,” he demanded.

You didn’t think twice as you let your leg slide back to the floor and braced your feet against the hardwood. Without removing himself, he reached down and wrapped his left arm underneath you and across your chest as he pulled you upward to his own. You used your knees to brace yourself against the bed as he continued to fuck into you; his right hand came to rest at your throat. His breath danced hotly across your skin as he brought his lips down to your neck. He sucked the skin at the base of it in between his teeth and bit down to the point that it was painful which caused you to cry out. Jungkook cooed as he ran his tongue over the spot and then up to your ear where he bit down on the lobe gently.

“Did you feel that in the rest of your body? You clenched down so hard on me. God, you’re perfect. Did you know that? It was like your body was made for me.” He brought his left hand down to your breast to knead the flesh in his hand. “I want the neighbors to hear you, ______.” His right hand released from around your neck as he brought it down to your clit where he started to rub fast circles.

You cried out as your body jerked forward, but he kept you firmly against his chest. You felt the wet stickiness of your skin sticking to his own, but it only served to turn you on more. The harder he worked to bring you to the edge, the more you thought this might possibly kill you in the end. You heard more than felt Jungkook’s heavy breathing behind you as he did all the work fucking you into oblivion; his stamina was astounding you, never once did his pace inside of you falter.

“Are you going to come again? I want to feel you come around my cock, ______.”

All you could do was let out a sound that was a mixture of a moan and a sob as your head fell back against him.

“How do you feel, baby?” At this point he just had a steady squeeze on your breast, but his cock and fingers were doing all the work.

“God, I feel so good, Jungkook,” you moaned as you felt the sticky sweetness of his lips glide along your shoulder.

“Yea? Do you like the feeling of my cock filling you up? My fingers on your swollen clit?”

His words were having the right effect on you and he knew it. Jungkook continued whispering praises into your ear until you felt the rise of you next orgasm building in your body.

“Yes, yes, yes, that’s it, baby, come all over my cock like a good girl.” Jungkook increased the speed and pressure on your clit as your back arched off his body, your knees against the bed and Jungkook holding you the only thing keeping you stable. He also doubled the speed in which he fucked you until you were coming and crying out his name for all the building to hear.

“Fuck yes,” he moaned against you as his pace started to slow both inside of you and on your clit as he rode out your orgasm, you body spasming every now and again, his grasp still firm across your chest.

Your chest heaved against his arm and Jungkook removed his right hand to bring it to his mouth and slipped his fingers inside. You heard the crude sounds of him sucking his fingers clean.

“You taste so sweet, ______,” he said as he grabbed your chin, turning your face towards him to bring his mouth over yours in a messy kiss. You gasped into his mouth as the aftershocks of your orgasm continued to move through you. “Lay down.”

Jungkook helped you maneuver your body to lay back on the bed as he crawled over you lazily. He was easy and soft in his movements as he kissed your temple, cheekbone, and then lips.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered.

If it weren’t so dark, he would have seen you blush. “Thank you.”

“I mean it too, ______. Don’t let anyone ever tell you differently.”

He continued to kiss his way down your décolletage and then to the valley of your breasts before he was lazily drawing circles around your nipple with his tongue. You were thoroughly spent, but the feeling of his mouth had you keening under his touch once more. He drew it into his mouth and sucked while his hand was occupied on the other.

“You’re perfect,” he said as he kissed down your stomach before laying his tongue flat and licking once more up your slit like he had done before. “You taste so good after you come.” He licked and teased you so nonchalantly he acted as if this were just any other daily action to him. He didn’t stay long before he was crawling over you once more and lining himself up with your entrance.

“Just hold on a little longer,” he said quietly.

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders as he entered you much slower this time. You felt a shudder go through his body when he was fully sheathed inside of you.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this feeling.” His voice sounded strained but fulfilled. This time it didn’t feel like he wanted to take this hard and fast, but a more leisurely pace. His breath shuttered against your neck once more as you felt the sweat slipping from his hair and onto your chest. The air between the both of you was hot, humid, and utterly addicting. Your lips skated the skin of this temple as his slow strokes pushed you further into the bed. The world lay quiet beyond his windows; people walked below on the streets going home from dinner, a small corner store owner was closing and turning around his open sign, but inside it was just the two of you whispering small confessions to one another as your bodies melded together. Jungkook’s tongue slid against the salty skin of your neck as he reached up and buried his hand in your hair, grounding his cock into you harder. He was close, his breathing became heavier and more frantic as his grip tightened in your hair. He was panting against your skin as his stomach came down on yours, sticking together from sweat as he moved only his hips against you.

“I’m so close,” he breathed against your skin.

“Come for me, Jungkook.” You sounded just as needy as your fingernails dug into the skin of his back. You wrapped your legs around him to draw him closer, spurring him on as he came with a growl into your skin. He thrust a few more times before his hips stammered and collapsed on top of you. He lazily kissed the side of your neck before pulling out and falling to his side. He chuckled lightly as he looked over at you.

“Something funny?” you laughed back.

“No, I just thought this would never happen in a million years.”

“Why’s that?”

“You’re so out of my league.”

You laughed loudly this time. “Yea, okay.”

He pulled the condom off and threw it into the bedside trash before rolling back over to grab you and pull you towards him.

“I’m serious,” he muttered against the back of your neck.

“I’m also serious when I say that I’m out of your league.”

“Mmmm.” He nestled into your back and sighed heavily.

It was silent for a few minutes before you decided to speak.

“You’re a very attentive lover,” you said into the silence.

At first you thought maybe he had fallen asleep because he didn’t answer right away.

“What do you mean?” His grip on you tightened.

“Well…it’s almost like you had known my body from countless other times and, you know, you kept making sure I was okay and comfortable.”

You felt him sigh before he formulated his answer. “I try to pay attention in these situations. It isn’t, and never will be, all about me. There will always be one other person and I try to respect that. It’s important that you’re okay and feel good, but it’s also important that you feel safe. You don’t know how many times I’ve heard guys bragging about doing this, that, or the other to a girl and I’ve thought to myself, ‘Was she okay with that?’ because they just talk about it like the other person was dispensable. Nowadays, no one stops to think about anyone’s feelings besides their own and I don’t want to be that person. I know that as Daeun gets older she’s going to meet a lot of shitty people and I don’t want her to see her brother being one of them. As far as knowing your body, like I said, I pay attention; I ask questions and I always make sure you know you have an out. The way your body reacts is telling me what I should keep doing or stop. I am, and always will be verbal, with the people I sleep with.”

You respected that deeply. Never had you been with someone so concerned about the person they were with and it made you fall for him even more. His ‘always will be’ comment had you thinking that maybe other people were in his life in this capacity, but his possession of you earlier had you thinking otherwise, unless he only wanted you for himself.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked.

He needed to stop being that attentive.

“Where do we go from here?”

“Well, I was hoping I could take you on a second date,” he laughed.

“Are you seeing other people right now?”

His question had him up on his elbow and peering down at the side of your face. You turned to look at him and you could tell in the darkness that his eyebrows were furrowed.

“Why are you asking me that?”

“I don’t know. Sometimes I feel like the only one, but then sometimes the way you talk has me thinking otherwise.”

He snorted above you. “_______ I haven’t been with anyone since this massive crush started when we had class together. It just so happened that fate intervened in the bathroom last week.”

Butterflies erupted in your stomach after thinking that he had waited for this long.

“Now, are you staying here, or do I need to carry you back home?”

“Can I stay here?” You were hopeful and excited about the fact that you would get to sleep nestled in Jungkook’s arms tonight.

“Yes. Then you can stay the next day, and the day after that, then next week, and probably for the next few months.”

You giggled as he gathered you in his arms to place teasing, quick kisses to every part of your face.

“I’m going to love being with you, _______,” he whispered.

You smiled, a genuine smile as you said, “I’m going to love being with you too, Jungkook.”