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One Way Or Another (1/2)

You recant the horrible story of how you met Jeon Jungkook - a now ex-boyfriend of yours - to your therapist. You opened up about the obsessive and toxic behavior that has you constantly looking over your shoulder for the man you've been running from for years. Part 2

One Time Thing (Namjoon) In the same universe, but doesn't have to be read in order to read this

Warning: dark themes, smut, yandere, manipulation, stalking, obsessive behavior, masturbating (m & f), sexting, lap dance, alcohol intake, nudes, mentions of dark sexual desire, reader is drugged (aphrodisiac), dubcon, creep jungkook, voyeruism, degradation, spitting, creamie, biting/brusing, dirty talk, manipulation, toxic relationship, yelling,

Word Count: 9,618

"I suppose it's time for me to talk about my past, huh?" you tap your fingertips against your thighs as you look around the room. You're unsure why - nothing's changed. The room remained the same as it had the year prior - the same hardwood oak floors with the oddly shaped pattern rug. One wall was dedicated to a large bookshelf that sat hundreds of books from the ceiling - so much so that there was even a ladder besides it. You always wondered if she read all of these books.

Your therapist sat at her desk, you directly across from her in the decorative chair. She leans back into her office chair and smiles at you. "Only if that's what you wish."

You lick your lips. "I've been here for over a year and..." you gulp. "...I never told you why I was here."

"That is true. But that doesn't mean we haven't made progress." The therapist assures. She opens a file with notes that catches your eye. "We spoke of your insecurities and inability to trust others. I've established that it's difficult to establish emotional and intimate relationships."

You nod. "I-It wasn't always that way." you murmur. "I used to make friends so easily."

Your therapist nods. "What happened?" she asks you. "If you're ready to speak of your trauma then I am all ears. If not," your therapist shrugs. "We can talk about something else. It's all up to you, Y/N."

You lick your lips. You loved your therapist - in a motherly way. She never forced you to say or do anything and often encouraged you to be your best self. You're unsure what mental headspace you'd be in if she wasn't the one you've decided to go to.

"I met this guy." you started, taping your foot slightly. "At a bar I once worked at."

"How was the bar atmosphere?" Your therapist questions. It was a tactic to get you to loosen up and not think much about the topic at hand - the man who caused you far too much drama.

"Alright." you shrugged. "Um, I always felt safe there no matter what I wore or who I entertained." you swallowed a lump in your throat. "The bouncers were nice and protective."

Your therapist nods.

"Ah, ah!" Lina - a fellow Bartender - exclaims as her eyes catches you walking towards the bar. She was climbing onto the bar table to sit in a mans lap - a regular - and poured him a shot. "You've been bought off the floor, Sweet Cheeks!”

Sweet Cheeks was Lina’s favorite nickname for you.

You always walk into work with a shit-ton of surprises.

"It's for a birthday." Lina shrugs, coming to shout over the music. She's swaying her hips in the man's lap and takes another shot she poured to his lips.

"I'm not a dancer." you furrowed your brow at her. "Who finalized that?"

Lina is seated on top of the bar now. She sways her hips to the music all the while pouring more shots for the men surrounding her, cheering the woman on. "Sapphire herself. They paid a lot of money for you specifically."

It wasn't everyday that a Bartender was bought off the floor. To buy someone off the floor usually meant paying for their time away from their usual spot - and Bartenders remained just that - Bartenders. You weren't a dancer in the slightest - but maybe this man had seen how you acted at the Bar prior and requested you. Your shift had just began and you were curious just how long he was willing to have you for.

You remove your jacket as you get behind the bar - it was leather night and though you felt as though the leather you wore was melting into your skin, you'd admit you looked hot. You eyed the mirror to scan your appearance before nodding to yourself. The halter top you wore left nothing to the imagination, especially since it was backless, but as long as you didn't flash anyone it'd be alright. The leather of the halter top matches your pants perfectly. One thing for sure, you wouldn't be wearing these heels all night - only long enough for appearances. You make your way away from the bar and to the office to find Sapphire.

The club you worked at required such attire to "attract the male gaze" and make them spend more money. It worked - each time. You only ever worked at the bar area of this club - yet even that was hectic. Bartending at this club - Sapphire's - wasn't simiar bartending.

Sapphire's After Dark was where the money was. When it came to women dancing while serving drinks, a man was willing to buy anything for said woman to dance over to them. It was comical really, how easy men were to persuade. Sometimes you'd entertain these men and their fantasies - a little girl or girl action never hurts. You and Lina never went far, only a few kisses and body shots.

You didn't mind working at this location. It wasn't a bad area and game days were hectic and busy, but that only meant more money in your pockets. The bouncers were nice and respectful and security always kept an eye out for anyone overstepping their boundaries. You were escorted out to your car each night by them and always made it home safetly at the end of a long night.

About a year ago, you started working at Sapphires - preferably "After Dark". You worked many jobs with no sense of direction until you decided to suck it up and come here after being recommended to do so by Lina - who was a regular at the grocery store you once worked. She complimented your bagging skills and said you'd be a great bartender - you're still unsure how bagging and bartending were the same, yet you never questioned her then nor did you now.

As you make it inside the office, you quickly tie your hair so it'd be removed from your face and glance around to find Sapphire.

"Y/N. You're here." Sapphire says - her hair is tied into a low bun and she appears frantic. "Good. Did Lina-"

"Yes, she told me." you nod. "Are any of the dancers coming with me?"

"Yes. There are a total of 7 men. You'll be taking care of the birthday boy." Sapphire reads off a tiny post-it note. "The V.I.P room. They requested a variety of alcohol - doesn't matter which."

You nod along with her words. "W-What am I supposed to do to the," you lift your fingers to do air quotations. "birthday boy."

Sapphire raises a brow. "Whatever you do at the bar that makes them want you." she answers matter-of-factly.

You make your way back to the large bar area and grab the bottles. You choose at random, grabbing a large tray and a few shot glasses. The V.I.P room was the further - and most secluded - areas of the club. Whoever rented this out - plus 6 girls and a Bartender - had to have money to spend. The V.I.P room an hour is more than what you make on a good night - and you made great money on a good night.

As you come closer to the V.I.P room, you note from beneath the door that the light is red but dark - the dancers were already occupied inside. You take a deep breath. This was your first time being called from the Bar. It was easier acting the way you did when Lina was besides you - yet having to entertain just one man makes your nerves skyrocket.

You knock on the door, putting on a smile. As you enter, you make sure to come off as seductive as possible. You close the door behind you and place the tray on the side table. Your eyes catch who you assume was the birthday boy, seated in a chair right in the middle. His eyes catch yours, even in the red lit room, and your throat goes dry. It was obvious you never did this - it had to be. You could feel yourself trembling nervously.

Six other men sat on the leather couch behind the birthday boy - they're occupied with the dancers. It was shameful that the birthday boy had to wait for you - yet you were what he paid for. You grab a random liquor bottle and pop off the top. If you were requested by these men, that only meant they saw the confident you - not the shy nervous one. "You must be the birthday boy." you say - the music outside of the room is heard, yet it's muffled. The same song is playing inside the room, yet not as loud.

The man nods and you smirk at him. You make your way over to him and he watches you intently. You place a hand on his cheek that rubs its way up to his hair. You yank it back. The man gasps, and when he does you pour a shot worth of liquor in his mouth. "What's your name, birthday boy?" you asked sweetly, sitting in his lap.

The man swallows and licks his lips. "Jungkook." he answers with a shaky breath.

"Jungkook." you let the name roll off your tongue. "Can I call you Kookie?"

Jungkook nods hastily - it was embarrassing how hard he was trying to fight the urge to not touch you.

"Okay, Kookie," you sit on his lap. "what makes a man like you want me?"

You watch as he licks his lip. "My...friends..."

You shake your head and tsk. You yank his hair back and pour another shot down his lips. "You seem a little thirsty, Kookie." you giggle.

Jungkook's hands twitch to hold your hips - but he knew well enough that you weren't a dancer.

"They know I like you." Jungkook answers, and you can see the realization in his eyes when he realizes his words. "They...I like you at the bar!"

You're flattered and all you can do is laugh. Jungkook was cute and had a form of innocence around him. That didn't mean he looked the part - the black shirt he wore was fitted and you could just tell his chest was chiselled underneath. The pants her wore were a similar leather material to yours. "Are you trying to match me, Kookie?" you tilt your head, trailing your fingers against your leather pants to touch along his thighs.

Jungkook shakes his head, not understanding you're just teasing. He truly appeared innocent - too innocent to be here at Sapphire's.

"Do you come to watch me often?" you lean forward suddenly to ask him and though your breast are in full view for him, he manages to look in your eyes.

Jungkook is hesitant to answer because, yes - he does watch you often. So often that his Hyungs had paid a hefty price to get you off the floor for the entire night. He never came close to the bar to watch or be serviced by you - and you knew this.. You'd remember a sweet face like his.

"Tell you what?" you take your own shot. Liquid courage is what you'd need. You shake your head at the bitter taste that warms you all over. "I'll give you the birthday special."

His eyes are wide and curious. "W-What's-"

You weren't as out there as Lina was when it came to entertaining men. She was a pro, and while you were no way, shape or form afraid to be a little sexual - you never truly had to. But, you'd admit Jungkook was by far more good looking than the men at the bar who came to oogle and droll at you and Lina. You yourself can have fun - after all, they paid for your whole night.

You poured the liquor onto his neck, giggling at his reaction. The liquor is seeping through his shirt, but Jungkook doesn't care. Especially when he feels your lips connect to his neck and you sucked along it. He's hopeful that you don't hear the groan he released. "Your turn?" you asked with a raised brow.

Jungkook nods hesitantly. It happens in slow motion - you lift the bottle to pour it onto your own neck and even breast. It was the first time Jungkook actually stares at your breast unapologetically. He leans forward to connect his lips to your neck, tongue licking shyly. The liquor touches his tongue and when he feels your skin, his hands place themselves on your thigh and then he flinches away as if you burned him. "I-I'm sorry!"

"It's okay. You're the birthday boy." you tilt your head and offer a soft smile.

Jungkook nod hesitantly. The last thing he wanted was for you to leave and be offended by his actions. But if you insisted...

Jungkook places his hand back onto your thighs, hesitantly leaning into your neck again to lick the line of liquid down your collarbone and on your breast. You can feel him tense beneath you and Jungkook's already breathing heavily. Being this close to you and getting to touch you was enough for him - having his tongue on your breast was what makes his night blissfully serendipitous.

"How come when you watch me, Kookie, you never come over?" your words catch him off guard and hooded eyes look up at you.

"Nervous." was all Jungkook says and it makes you laugh - not at him, but at the thought of someone like him being nervous.

"You don't seem nervous now." you knit your brow as you begin to grind in his lap, following the rhythm of the music. You nearly forget that it isn't just the two of you in the room - the 6 men still occupied with the dancers behind them. "Maybe you just need a little alcohol in you?"

Jungkook nods in agreement.

You lean forward, lips centimeters from his. Jungkook's heart quickens and unknowingly his hands grip your thighs. "You should come see me one day, okay?"

"O-Okay." Jungkook nods and you grin.

You lift yourself from Jungkook's lap, and though he wants to protest and feel you closer to him - he doesn't say anything. His eyes watch as you dance - the alcohol was definitely taking order. You weren't the dancer - but it wasn't as if Jungkook noticed or cared. You moved your body beautifully for him and it was difficult to find where exactly he wanted to stare. Your ass was amazing in leather, your breasts were threatening to spill out but your face was where he enjoyed watching.

You place the bottle in his hands. You turn and drop your knees before him, eyes staring right up at his. You open your mouth, tongue poking out. Jungkook marvels at the sight but quickly snaps out of his trance. He tilts the bottle gently to pour the liquid in your mouth. You swallow it, licking your lips. From the outside looking in, the scene would definetly be erotic, but it was just a one time thing - for the birthday boy.

"Is that you, Kookie?"

You didn't know when the next time you'd see Jungkook after that night exactly a week ago. It was an eventful night where you got quite buzzed, dancing your ass off - idiotically of course because you just don't dance - yet Jungkook never laughed at you. The 6 men even hooped and hollered whenever you and Jungkook got too close to one another.

Jungkook gives you a curt nod when he comes closer to the bar. You see the men behind him - not all 6, there were 2 missing. They appeared to walk side by side, nearly touching shoulders as they approached the bar.

"What brings you in?" you asked, smiling at the shy man. No matter how attractive he was, he was going to be socially awkward when it came to an attractive woman - you especially.

Jungkook doesn't say anything in response - but you know. It was obvious that he came to see you tonight at Sapphire's and he was entirely too tongue tied to speak with you.

One of the men placed both hands on his shoulders and chuckles. He was tall, towering over Jungkook easily. "He came for a good time." he says, nodding along with Jungkook to agree. "Right, Jungkook?"

"A good time?" you tilt your head, nodding. "Move." you tell the man - a regular - who only comes to get a front row seat of you and Lina.

The man does leave without grumbling. You wave your hand at the empty bar stool for Jungkook. The 4 men behind Jungkook all bid their goodbyes, making sure to tease him before leaving - probably onto the other side of the bar where 2 other bartenders were at.

Your eyes examine his attire. Whoever the man was, he always dressed clean and fashionable. Your eyes catch the designer denim jacket with white lettering - Balenciaga. You hum.

"You're dressed too expensive for this bar, Kookie." you turn to grab a bottle, this time tequila, and turn to pour two shots. You grab one and place it towards his lips.

Jungkook takes the shot. He wasn't much of a drinker - but he would drink whatever you gave him.

Jungkook shakes his head when the taste hits his throat and reaches his stomach.

"Maybe I dressed expensive for you." Jungkook responds. He was attempting to flirt like Jimin told him to. Be confident, he said. Not cocky, but confident.

"Is that so?" you giggle, taking the next shot. "I dressed hoping to see you."

Jungkook rakes his eyes over your attire - a white tank-top that was see-through, yet he was sure it was the token attire tonight, you matched the other Bartenders. The lacy bra you wore was a crimson color and your shorts were denim and ripped.

"It's not balenciaga but," you lean closer to him. "it'll do."

Jungkook bites his lip. It would do.

"Let's dance, Kookie." you smirk. You climb on top of the bar - just as Lina does. The music gets louder, as does the hollering of the people. You and Lina dance on the bar, both laughing at the cheers the two of you were getting.

Jungkook counldn't help his smile as he watches you - hips swaying, appearing content as you danced directly in front of him.

You get onto your knees, still swaying your head back and forth. The sprinklers directly above you catch him off guard when it begins to spray water. There's sudden cheers, now seeing you and Lina with wet shirts clinging onto your bodies - even Jungkook begins to clap.

Wet - you grab Jungkook's chin and bring him close to you. "Why aren't you dancing with me, Kookie?"

"You're too high up." Jungkook's warm breath hits against your nose.

"Oh?" you hum then jump from the bar. You find yourself in his lap, cackling when he rushes to wrap his arms around you so you wouldn't fall. You don't - nor would you have, yet you feel courageous tonight - even in a crowd. You lean away from him and slide off his lap. You crouch down to your knees, making sure to put the palm of your hands onto his knees. Slowly, you begin to rub upwards, a devilious smirk on your lips - it only feeds your ego when you see Jungkook bite his lips.

Jungkook feels your hands go upward until they're on his abdomen. You're moving deviliously slow - he nearly forgets that he's in an area crowded with people. The music appears to die down in his ears and all he could focus on was you. As your hands make their way upwards, feeling along his stomach and chest until they reach his shoulders you're also coming from your crouching position to a standing one.

Your left leg places itself onto the bottom stool leg to make yourself slightly taller than him. Your right one wraps around Jungkook - but doesn't touch him. You lean closer to him, grasping the closest bottle of alcohol you can find. "You look thirsty, Kookie." you lick your lips at him as your hips sway to the music. You lift the bottle up and Jungkook knows the routine - he leans his head back and opens his mouth, eyes watching you intently. As you slowly poured the shot between his lips, your left hand rubs along his chest.

This treatment you never gave to anyone and you quickly notice the eyes surrounding you - but only a few were cheering the two of you on. Hopefully no man dared to have the hopes of you doing this to them - they were no Jungkook.

You place the bottle above your lips and take your own shot. You make sure to moan seductively as you swallow, placing the bottle back onto the bar table.

Jungkook places a hand on your bare thigh, rubbing gently. He couldn't help himself - you were so soft and inviting, it was hard not to. He understood if you didn't want to be touched - and would be alright if you slapped him right across the face (as sick as that sounded).

You lean closer to Jungkook's.

"Who told you to touch me?"

Jungkook doesn't remove his hand from your thigh - and you didn't want him to.

"Are you going to push me away?" Jungkook responds and this causes you to smirk at him. "Or do you like the way my hands feel on you?"

You swallow, but you cannot let Jungkook be in control. You loved when a man was pudding in your hands. "Getting cocky, Kookie?"

"No." Jungkook shakes his head. He lightly grips your inner thigh, eyes glinting with something - something less than holy. "just confident."

You hum. Your job was always entertaining. Yet meeting Jungkook - the nervous birthday boy who came with his older friends - makes everything even more entertaining. He didn't mind what you did to him and down every shot like a pro - even if you could tell he was going to be tipsy soon. It was all fun and games until either of you fell too hard for the other - and surely you wanted to fall right into his lap.

"I like a confident man." you admit, purely just to play with him. Your hands rub along his shoulders until you reach his neck. You wrap both hands around it, thumbs rubbing along his adams apple. "It's so..." you tilt your head. "...sexy when a man knows what he wants."

"Y-Yeah?" Jungkook mentally slaps himself - he broke his confidence and you knew this. The smirk on your lips and mischevious dancing in your eyes tell him such.

"Yes." you nod. "Do you know what you want, Kookie?"

Jungkook nods.

"What is it that you want?" you question. "And what's stopping you from getting it."

Jungkook isn't sure if he wants to respond. His answer was obvious - you. He wanted you and what was stopping him was not only the crowd of people he just recalled were surrounding the two of you - but how nervous he was when you were around. No matter how confident he attempted to be for you and himself, you made him melt each time by just saying his name.

"Hm," you frowned. "I guess you're not confident. A shame." you lean forward to his ear. You place a single kiss on it - a kiss that sends shivers up his spine. "You'd look so sexy taking control of me."

"Y/N!" you hear a sing song voice that comes as you clean along the bar tables.

It was late into the morning - nearing at least 5 am. You were tired - but grateful for such a hectic night. Your pockets were full - as were the cash register for the bar. What more could you ask for?

"Your little boy toy left you a gift." Sapphire's says, strolling towards you and Lina.

"Who?" you asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Don't pretend to be clueless now." Sapphire snickers. She places a black bag onto the bar. "The same little boy you were giving all your attention to."

You bite your lip. Sapphire's rules were to appear available - but never be available to these men unless outside of work.

"I don't care." Sapphire rolls her eyes at your guilty look. "The money he spent at the bar alone makes him a worthy customer. The tips he gave you," Sapphire whistles and shakes her head. "got him wrapped around those little manicured fingers of yours."

You sigh happily - because yes, Jungkook bought every shot you gave him - even the ones you took yourself. He left the bar soon after you teased him - this time wishing he'd come back sooner than a week.

"Does he have any friends?" Lina wraps her arms around you and places her chin on your shoulder.

"Six of them." you nod and laugh aloud when you hear he squeal.

"Well open the gift!" Sapphire pushes it towards you. "I'm curious."

As were you. You unravel the bag and take it out. You widen your eyes at it. The denim jacket with the same balenciaga lettering scattering all around it. Lina's finger touches the material, eyes just as wide as yours. "This shit is real." she murmurs.

"It's his. He was wearing it tonight." you squeeze it beneath your hands, heart now pumping. Damn that boy - he had you feeling things.

"A little lap dance has him like that?" Sapphire crosses her arms. "Congradulations on your tips and new wardrobe, Y/N."

Lina claps her hands. "You have a sugar daddy!"

You scoff, but feel yourself grow hot with embarrassment. "He's too young to be a sugar daddy." you protest.

"Sugar hottie!" Lina cheers. "I think there's a note in the bag." Lina grasps the whie paper in the bag and reads it aloud. She was always the nosy type - but never in a malicious way. "So you won't be cold tonight. Love...Kookie." Lina throws the back of her hand on her forehead and gasps. "So romantic!" she says dramatically.

"Give me that!" you hiss, snatching the paper from her hand, but you couldn't help but laugh with her.

"Send him some nudes tonight. He wrote his number on it." Lina winks and gently slaps your waist.

You re-read the writing on the paper, your heart still thumping in your chest. You place the paper into your pocket and continue back to work.

Jungkook doesn't expect you to text him - at least not so soon - so when you do the following day, he's unsure how to respond. More now than ever because you're teasing him - sending a picture of yourself in the jacket he's given you. After being wet the majority of the night, he didn't want you to catch a cold traveling him in the early mornings after the club closed.

You: Thank you for the jacket, Kookie. I promise I'm warm. 🥰

"Fuck." Jungkook hisses, his fingers pressing on the picture you sent him. You're wearing his jacket, yes - but he notes there's nothing underneath the jacket. Your breasts are exposed, but nipples are covered by the denim. Peaking below he see's lacy fabric of your panties - pink lace.

Jungkook quickly places his hands inside his boxer, bringing his cock out. He pumps himself at your picture - you appear desirable as always. How he wished he was there to trace his tongue between your breasts - suck on those nipples he just knew were erected. He'd pull your panties down with his teeth and eat you for hours if you'd let him - he is just positive you taste as sweet as you look.

"Oh, fuck, baby." Jungkook pushes his head back into his pillows. He bites his lips.

You: Are you there, Kookie?

Jungkook sends back a quick supply.

Jungkook: Yes

You: What are you doing?

Jungkook tugs at his cock with a bite of his lip. He couldn't admit that he was going to cum so hard to you right now - he'd be a creep.

You: Did you like the picture?

Jungkook groans.

Jungkook: Yes.

Jungkook: I do.

Jungkook: So much.

You bite the inside of your cheek. This wasn't you - you didn't send revealing pictures to guys you just met and barely knew.

However, Jungkook wasn't just any guy. He was cute - and wealthy - and willing to do whatever you allowed. Maybe a little flirting wouldn't be bad.

Jungkook nearly dies when you send him another picture - this time breast on full display. Your nipples were erect just as he knew they were. His mouth salivates and he aches to wrap his tongue around them. He tugs his cock hard, throwing off the blanket to get the full effect.

Jungkook: You're so beautiful, baby.

You clench your legs together at the message. You close your eyes, imaging him saying those words to you.

You: Thank you.

You: Are you touching yourself?

Jungkook: ...

Jungkook: Yes.

You're breathing heavily. You can't imagine making someone touch themselves with just pictures of you.

You: Can I see?

You see him read it. Your hearts beating at your bold inquiry. He doesn't say anything for a few minutes and now you think you've possibly crossed a line. You're ready to apologize when you get an incoming facetime. The loud sudden ring makes you jump and you stare at yourself as Jungkook names pop up onto your screen.

Taking a deep breath, you answer it.

Jungkook looks at you, biting his lip. You note his chest is out and see a few tattoos on it. Jungkook had more to show for himself after all.

"Hi." Jungkook murmurs. "Are you alright?"

You nod. "Y-Yes."

"Are you sure, baby?"

You clench your legs once more. Jungkook's voice was so deep and raspy that it nearly caught you off guard. You weren't in the bar where you were ultimately in control.

"Yes." you whisper. "Can I see you?"

Jungkook nods. He flips the camera and soon you're face to face with his cock - veiny and large - in his hands. Jungkook tugs on his cock and you feel your mouth become watery. His cock was so beautiful - beautiful enough to make you put your hands between your legs. You masturbated often - but never in front of a man or because of a man masturbating himself. But Jungkook was different - his cock appearing so beautiful mixed with the pre-cum leaking out of his tip was chef's kiss.

But, Jungkook's moans? That's what had your fingers between your legs.

"Are you touching yourself, baby?" Jungkook moans. He can see you - your eyes are struggling to stay open and you're gasping. "Let me see." Jungkook growls out a command.

Jungkook hisses once his eyes catch onto your pussy. So wet - so pink. Three of your fingers are assaulting your clit.

"Put your fingers inside of you." Jungkook demands. "It'll feel better."

You do as you're told. You enter two fingers inside of you, slowly thrusting them.

"Shit." Jungkook places a thumb along his tip. He wishes you were here with him, how he'd love to feel the wetness surrounding his fingers. He knows you're tight - he'd fuck you so hard with his fingers until you came and when you did it'll just suck it off his fingers.

"You're gonna make me cum." Jungkook hitches his breath. "I wish I could feel how tight you are. Your pussy is so wet, baby. So wet and so beautiful."

Jungkook's dirty words are sending you over the edge. He wasn't the shy and nervous boy anymore - he was a man needy for you.

"Your clit is throbbing, baby. Are you close? I wish I could let you ride my face." Jungkook's cumming, but his eyes can't tear themselves away from you. "I'll let you ride my face until you're cumming all over my lips."

"I'm cumming." you hiss, curling your fingers.

"Cum baby." Jungkook hisses. Your eyes catch the cum jump from his cock, squirting all over his stomach and thighs. "I can't wait to taste you, baby. You'd let me taste you, right? I know your pussy is so sweet."

"Oh, fuck!" you arch your back, one hand rubbing along your clit now as the other grips your breast.

"So sweet and savory. I won't stop until you're cumming all over me and I'll just lick it all up."

You cum hard at Jungkook's words. It's humiliating to see how wrecked you were - and you weren't even with him.

Jungkook allows you to catch your breath, flipping the camera around so you can see his face.

You flip your camera around, shy when you meet his eyes.

"Are you alright?" Jungkook murmurs. "I'm sorry if I took things too far." he glances away.

Jungkook need you to know how deep and dark his fantasies were. How he often think about fucking you so hard into his mattress that you'd squirt all over him and begged him to stop - but he wouldn't, not until you're crying from overstimulation. He'd thought about you choking on his cock until you nearly passed out - only then would he take it from your throat. Even when it came to the bar, his desires ran deep. To fuck you - defile you in front of everyone. To show all the men there that even if you appeared available - you weren't. You were his. His to disrespect, his to defile - his to humiliate.

"No." you shake your head. "I liked it."

"I liked it, too." Jungkook offers you a smile. "I wanted to take you on a date first before...this." he snickers.

"A date?" you widen your eyes. "You want to date...me?"

"Are you surprised?" Jungkook chuckles. "Isn't it obvious?"

It wasn't. At least that's what you told yourself. Men who frequent Sapphire's - especially After Dark - didn't want to date. They wanted to hook up or if they're lucky, cop a feel.

"This is the least romantic thing I've ever done." Jungkook admits. "But would you go out on a date? With me? Um, I know girls like it when the guy thinks of things so I'll-"

"You're rambling." you giggle, but your heart feels full. "I'll go on a date with you, Kookie."

"Okay." Jungkook nods, fighting the urge to smile. "Okay."

"Okay." you nod, biting your lips.

"If he doesn't fuck you, I will." Lina whistles as you come from your bathroom to show her your outfit.

"Normal friends would say, "You look hot, Y/N." not the shit you say." you roll your eyes at her through the mirror.

"What friend would I be if I didn't constantly declare my attraction for you?" Lina leans back onto your bed. "It's not like we didn't hook up."

"That was a one night drunken stand!" you hiss at Lina who only laughs in response. "That will never happen again."

Lina places a hand over her heart and pouts, dark hair falling into her eyes. "You wound me, my love." she sighs. "But, let's change the subject. Where is he taking you?"

You shrug your shoulders. You've asked multiple times to know where he'd take you for this date and each time he'd shot you down and claimed it was a surprise. You weren't one for surprises - your experience with men was never a great one. A date for a man is a quick dinner and then a fuck at either your or his place - Jungkook surprising you with this date only makes you nervous.

"At least he's making the effort. Not a lot of men do this." Lina rolls her eyes. "Suck his dick afterwards, okay? Especially if the date is amazing."

Lina's idealogoy were always sex - everything revolved around sex with her. Still, she meant no harm - Lina was just a very outgoing and sexual person.

You take a deep breath when you hear a knock on the door. Your eyes widen through the mirror at Lina who does the same. She quickly runs out of your room and towards the front door, squealing. You sprint after her, holding the hem of your skirt so it wouldn't rise up any more than it already was. Lina goes to the window closest to the front door and peaks out of it. "He's so hot." she sighs.

You come behind her to peak out, as well. He was hot - but what astonished you was how similar the two of you were dressed. The black fitted tee he wore was a bit similar to the one he wore for his birthday - this time he sported a gold necklace that sparkles in the light. His pants were cargo and black, hanging loosely on his hips while he wore the bulkiest compact boots you've ever seen. While you didn't wear pants, your skirt was a dark-wash denim.

"You guys are already matching." Lina pouts, humming cutely at the sight. "And he got flowers." Lina turns to you, wiggling her eyebrows. "Throat his cock-"

"Shut up." you huff. You stroll around her to open the door. You give Jungkook a nervous smile. "Hi."

"Hi." Jungkook hums. "I got these for you. I wasn't sure what flowers you preferred so..."

You take the flowers - an arrangement of sunflowers - from his hands. You couldn't help but beam. You liked sunflowers instead of the traditional roses. "They're my favorite." you admit, looking towards Jungkook. His cheeks are flushed red and he's smiling wide.

"She doesn't have a curfew." Lina stands behind you. "Rail the shit out of her, please-"

"Goodbye, Lina." you hissed, pushing the sunflowers into her hands. "Put these in some water."

You saunter out of the front door before Lina can respond. You bite your lip at Jungkook and he takes your hand. His hand is soft and warm - weird for a man. But you had to keep repeating to yourself that Jungkook was no regular man.

Jungkook's car was just as flashy as himself. You want to ask what he does for a job to afford expensive clothes and a mercedes. It was dark with just as dark tinted windows - exciting you for whatever reason.

Jungkook opens the passenger door for you, nodding his head for you to sit. You do, buckling yourself in. Your eyes can't stay in one place. The lights inside the car remind you of the neon lights inside the club.

Jungkook enters the car and buckles himself in. He presses the button to turn on the car and soon he's driving. You're quiet - not uncomfortably. Low music is playing in the background and you sit calmly.

"Are you okay, baby?" Jungkook places his right hand on your thigh and squeezes it. He turns to look at you and you regret glancing at him first.

Jungkook was hot - no doubt about it. He was wealthy and oozes said wealth in his attire and shit, he even smelt amazing and wealthy. He drove an expensive mercedes and now he's driving with one arm while touching you with the other. You were nothing but a woman and little things such as this turned you on - even the slightest non-act of intimacy.

"Baby?" Jungkook furrows a brow.

"Y-Yes." you nod. "I'm okay.

"You sure?" Jungkook glances back on the road then to you.

"Yes." you nod once more.

Jungkook squeezes your thigh and it takes everything in you to not moan. Now wasn't the time to be acting like the slut you wanted to be. This was a date - a date that would be taken slow. It wasn't Jungkook's fault that you weren't accustomed to a man doing the bare minimum. You understood why Lina wanted you to fuck him. There was something about a man that treated you right that makes you want to throat him - but you weren't doing that.

Not today.

It took over a half an hour for Jungkook to reach the destination. It was a secluded wooded area with high trees and the greenest grass you've ever seen. Jungkook parks - but he's the only car parked here. He gets out of the car and before you can open your door and do the same, he's opening it for you. He grabs your hand and brings it to his lips. "Ready?" he hums.

You nod.

The walk was a short one - maybe around 5 minutes. Once you reached you were surprised. You suspected a picnic due to the scenery - yet Jungkook took it a step further. There's a large blanket draped over the grass with a small table in the middle of it. Decorative pillows are scattered throughout. On the table there's drinks - wine and water - and food - a tray of fruit, a large bowl of salad and some finger food - tiny sandwiches and even cookies.

"It's so cute." you coo lowly. "I always wanted to go on a picnic."

Jungkook pulls you towards the picnic table. The both of you sit side by side as he pours two glasses of wine.

"You planned all of this?"

Jungkook nods. "My mother told me women love a man who can plan dates." Jungkook gives a toothy grin. He spoke of his mother - you conclude that he must be close with her. That was a green flag in your mind. Jungkook hands you the wine glass. "Do you like it? It's not too..."

"Too what?" you scoff. "I have never been on a date that was planned like this." you admit. "Just went out for pizza and was expected to be fucked in the back of a car."

Jungkook knits his brow. "Lucky me. I thought maybe it was too cheesy." The tips of Jungkook's ears redden.

"You're so cute, Kookie." you place a hand on his cheek. "I'm going to plan the next date." you wink at him then take a sip of your wine. "It won't be as extravagent as yours but-"

"Whatever you plan I'll love." Jungkook assures too quickly. He chuckles nervously. "I-I like being with you. Just being around you is enough for me."

Your heart beats and you couldn't help but wish to kiss him. You do, right in the corner of his lips.

"Thank you." you kiss along Jungkook's neck, seated right into his lap.

You're unsure what's going on. Maybe you had too much to drink - the wine Jungkook brought was delicious. You don't think you've ever had such a wine like that. You feel tipsy - but also extremely horny. You could feel your clit tingling to be touched by the man, panties already soaked.

"You don't have to thank me, baby." Jungkook places two hands on your cheeks. "You're tipsy." he chuckles.

"So are you." you hum.

Jungkook smiles, but doesn't respond. He was buzzed, nowhere near tipsy. He poured you glass after glass and you drank them all like the good girl he knew you were. The aphrodisiac in your system was going through you rapidly - he could feel how wet you were right through your panties. Luckily he chose the most secluded area for him to fuck you.

"Kookie?" you hum, eyelids blinking. You begin to grind in his lap, hands holding onto his shoulders. "It hurts."

"What hurts, baby?" Jungkook leans forward. He kisses your collarbone. He knows what hurts you. You're grinding you pussy against him, needing to be touched.

You don't respond. The aphrodisiac is clouding your mind and soon you're grinding more aggressively against him. Jungkook places his hands on your hips to steady you, breathing just as heavy as you were. You lick your lips, head leaned back while you released several moans.

"You're so needy, baby. Are you needy for all the men in your life?"

You shake your head. "There's no other man in my life."

Jungkook snickers. He knows - he knows who is in and out of your life. As long as he followed you for months now - following you home from work to ensure you were safe at night to even following you to work. His desire to know your entire life had him paying a price for a spare key given to him by your landlord. The camera he installed was pricey but worth it - didn't even put a dent in his account. The amount of time he touched himself while you showered was amazing. He felt connected to you - cumming when you came when you used your vibrator. As much as he didn't want to admit - he even saved the video of you and Lina drunkenly hooking up.

"Only me?" Jungkook kisses along your neck, nibbling along.

"Only you." you slur.

That's what Jungkook wanted to hear - even if he knew the truth. You admit to being his and only his drives him wild.

"Please touch me, Kookie. It hurts." you hiss, face contorted in pain. You remove a hand from his shoulder to rub your clit - mind highly intoxicated and unaware. You'd never do this but now all you desired was to let loose.

Jungook moans. He watches you push your panties to the side - cute white lace might he add - and rub along your clit. You're a mess - a perfect whore for him. Your clit is so wet and pulsing - waiting for him to defile you the way he knows you want it.

"You just can't wait, baby." Jungkook shakes his head. His hands place themselves on your thighs. He begins to rub them, encouraging you to continue touching yourself. "You're so wet for me. Pussy's dripping all over the place."

"Please touch me!" you grab his shirt. You pressed a kiss on his lip roughly.

Jungkook groans. You kiss a long his face and grind into the air. "You're a bitch in heat." he scoffs. "Take these clothes off. Now."

You do, kicking off your panties and skirt and then shirt. You're completely bare, mind clouded to the fact that you two were in public and only you were naked.

Jungkook grabs your neck. You're shocked when he does. He brings you close to his face, his tongue licking from your chin up to your forehead. He then spits at you - but you couldn't bring yourself to care about the disrespectful act. "You're my bitch, aren't you, baby?" Jungkook chuckles. He's rough when he pushes you down and forces your legs open. "My bitch to please."

You're nodding, arching to feel his hands between your legs.

Jungkook slaps your clit hard. You shout out, but he does it a few more times. "A stupid bitch that's dripping all over the place." Jungkook cackles almost insanely.

You couldn't stop the scream that releases from your throat when you feel his tongue on your clit. He's licking aggressively, tongue digging in and out of you. Though your eyes struggled to stay open, you can see Jungkook between your legs, head bobbing side to side. The sounds of his tongue lapping between your clit are mixed with your moans and shouts.

"You taste so good, baby. My perfect little bitch." Jungkook kisses your clit. "My bitch." He kisses your clit again. "My bitch."

Jungkook grabs his phone from the table. He unlocks it to show the camera - he was going to need to remember the moment he defiled you - and you let him.

"Come here." Jungkook doesn't wait for you to do anything he tells you. He yanks your hair roughly and brings you to his cock. He pushes down the cargo pants and underwear - cock springing out.

Jungkook pushes his cock between your lips. He begins to thrust, hitting the back of your throat. His phone records every second of him fucking your throat. You're gagging and gurgling - but he doesn't care and of course, neither do you. You were begging for his cock, throat and pussy ready for him to fuck it.

Jungkook slaps your cheek hard. You groan and hiss when he does it repeatedly, cheek going numb. He was determined to leave all types of marks on you. After all, you belonged to him and only him.

Jungkook does one last - hard - slap against your cheek before cumming into your throat. He pushes you away, allowing some of his cum to be released right onto your face. "Look how beautfiul you are, baby." Jungkook coos. You struggled to swallow the cum in your throat, your hair was disheveled and the warm ejaculation was dripping down your face. "Smile, baby." Jungkook chuckles, camera in your face.

Jungkook turns the camera around to face him. He smiles in it as he lies besides you.

"Please fuck me." you beg.

"And she wants me." Jungkook smirks into the camera. He turns his phone off and throws his phone to the side. He flips you around and pushes your legs apart. "I'm going to cum so deep inside of you, baby. You'll take every inch of it, okay?"

"O-Okay." you nod hectically.

Jungkook enters you raw. He wastes no time in slamming your face to the ground and pounding inside of you. His hands are tangled into your hair while the other fingertips are gripping your waist. "My beautiful bitch. I've waited so long to have you!" Jungkook grunts, your ass bounces against his abdomen.

"Y-Your bitch." you slurred. You couldn't move - Jungkook was so deep inside of you that the pleasure - due to the unknown aphrodisiac - hides the pain.

"That's right, baby." Jungkook slaps your face again. "My bitch."

Jungkook flips you around, slamming you onto your back. He places both knees up to your shoulders and slams back into you. His hands grip your chin and forces you to look up at him. It's hard - you've came far too many times to be coherant, but you open your eyes to look at him.

"I'll kill you, Y/N." Jungkook hisses, eyes boring into yours. "If you ever give yourself to anyone else. I'll kill everyone around you."

You don't hear it clearly - Jungkook's words are just gibberish through your ears. Your moans mixed with his, plus the slapping of skin on skin to even the mosit sounds of your pussy.

Jungkook spits on you once more. "I love you so much, baby." He licks your lips. "My beautiful baby is all mine. Finally all mine."

Jungkook snaps his hips sloppily - he couldn't wait to cum in you now. He couldn't wait to coat your walls with his seed - the seed that one day in the future - no matter how far - he'd use to start the family he wanted.

Jungkook begins to bite your skin - he's unsure why. There was something about you that made him want to utterly disrespect and worship you all in one. Your skin is being bruised by his sucks and harsh bites - to ensure that whoever looked at you knew you were taken.

"I'm cumming, baby." Jungkook moans, twitching. You were far too incoherent to understand - you were nothing but a moaning mess. He releases inside of you in one last thrust, gripping onto your hair as he does so.

"You're fired, Y/N. This is the 3rd time." Sapphire shakes her head at you. "Remember what I told you when you first started? To keep whatever boyfriends you had out of my bar."

Your lips of trembling at her harsh words.

"I can't have that man coming in here and assaulting customers because you're doing your job." Sapphire takes a deep breath. "I'm going to miss you, but as for right now - I can't afford to have you."

It was safe to say your life was going to shit.

It's been six months since you started seeing Jungkook - and now you've noticed what others have noticed not long ago.

Jungkook was possessive - he came every night you worked and stayed at the bar. Sapphire had cut him off from buying you off the floor, stating that there was a shortage of bartenders. So, Jungkook remained at the bar and fought any man who you got close to.

The first two times Sapphire had let him off the hook with a warning - the third, not so much. Sapphire was done with Jungkook and his possessive tendencies. He insisted on bringing you to and from work. That was cool - Jungkook was your boyfriend. But where her problem lied was when he stayed the entirety of your shift just to watch you. You were one of her best Bartenders, but under Jungkook's intense gaze, you tripped and fumbled.

"Baby, wait-"

"Get the fuck away from me!" you scream at Jungkook when you feel his hands touch your shoulder. "I told you to stop coming here!"

"You're my girlfriend. You work at a club where men can-"

"This is the same club I met you." you sneer at him.

"I'm different. I wanted more than sex from you." Jungkook retorts. He follows you to his car, opening your door. You sit inside and slam the door yourself. "Are you upset because I didn't want a man touching what's mine?"

"I'm not a piece of meat, Jungkook. I'm a woman with feelings. I work hard to pay my bills." you his at him. You were crying now. As long as you worked at Sapphire's, the people became like a second family to you. Lina avoided you each shift and never returned any of your calls or messages and Sapphire has given up on you.

You conclude that it had to do something with Jungkook.

"Do you need money, baby? I can pay for everything." Jungkook shrugs carelessly. "Just tell me what-"

"Do you think I'm some gold-digger, Jungkook?" you hiss at him. He hasn't started the car yet and you contemplate getting out and walking home. "I can take care of myself."

"You're my girlfriend!" Jungkook hisses right back. "I should be able to take care of you. You shouldn't want for anything - that's what the man does!"

"I'm nothing to you." you scream at Jungkook. "Take me home."

Jungkook doesn't move - all he can hear are your words. Nothing? You were nothing to him?

You were everything to him. For months he ensured you were safe going home and coming to work. He followed you the best he could - even installed cameras into your home. It was how he knew you preferred Sunflowers over roses - or that your ideal date was a picnic away from the world. Him watching you (because you meant something to him) was the reason how he knew what diamonds you'd prefer.

"Okay." Jungkook sighs. He starts the car and begins driving down the road.

Jungkook and you are silent. The both of you just had nothing to say to each other.

You adored Jungkook. He was kind and funny and over all caring - too caring. This wasn't the man you met months ago on his birthday. The shy doe eyes boy was gone and now a stone cold man took his place. One too many times you have to pull off a bloodied Jungkook - not covered in his own blood - because of something simply as catcalling. No matter the amount of talks the two of you had, it never changed.

Jungkook couldn't understand how a woman didn't want a man to cater to you. His money was yours. His home was yours - so was his cars. All you had to do was ask - or take - for it. He would never deny anything from you if it was easily accessible.

"You don't need to come-"

"We need to talk, Y/N. Don't act this way." Jungkook shrugs you off, making his way inside your apartment.

It happened so fast - all of it. The screamings, to the cryings - to more screams.

"Why are you trying to ruin what we have, baby?!" Jungkook screams - now crying uncontrollably. He puts both of his hands on his head and shakes it. "No! No! You're trying to leave me. You said you'd never do that!"

You flinch away when he leaps towards you, a crazed look in his eyes. He grabs both of your arms and brings you into a hug. "You don't mean this, baby. You don't want to break us up, right? I won't allow you to!"

Why would you want to leave him? He offered you everything he could offer you - all that was left was his life.

It took everything in you to get Jungkook away from you, but you managed. You ran to the front door, attempting to open it but he was quicker. He slams it shut and shoves you into it. You yelp at the sudden impact of your back hitting the door. You're sobbing now at how terrified of him you are.

"I don't want to hurt you, Y/N. But if that's what I have to do to make you stay with me then I will."

"Jung-"

"Shut up." Jungkook hisses. "W-Why don't you love me, Y/N?"

Hearing the crack in Jungkook's voice frightens you. He wasn't okay in the head, that's for sure. You don't understand how this escalated quickly - you asked for a break, not for him to leave you completely.

As much as Jungkook was kind, he was controlling and possessive. He attempted to dictate aspects of your laugh you had under controlled.

"Kookie-"

"You don't love me anymore, Y/N?" Jungkook cries. "What would make you love me, huh? Killing those motherfuckers who fired you?" he roars - you flinch against the door. "Don't cry baby, I'm sorry, sshhh." Jungkook brings you into a hug, rubbing your back. "Please don't be scared of me, baby, I didn't mean to raise my voice at you."

You swallow as the tears drip down your chin. You're unsure what to do now. Jungkook was psychotic - laughing, to then smiling to them roaring at the top of his lungs.

"I love you, Y/N. Let me love you the way you deserve." Jungkook places a kiss along your temple. "Things will be easier that way, okay? I wouldn't have to hurt you, myself or anyone else you claim to love."

Part 2 of 2

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