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vvh0adie · 10 months

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bonnet bust down

pairing: jungkook x reader | type: oneshot | words: 7k | rating: 18+/M

Jungkook is jealous of a bonnet (yes, gurl), and because he can't ever take shit serious —as if he ever has— the ultimate battle begins.

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Jungkook comes back from a recording session, swinging the door wide open till it hits the wall.

He stands there bright eyed, smiling at you. You, on the other hand, are surprised and slightly anxious of what’s to come.

A moment of silence goes by as light from your tablet illuminates your face. Then Jungkook lifts his fists up and raises his brows. You mimic his face, a giddiness rising within as you smile.

“I’m home!”

You chuckle, “I can see tha-”

He immediately rushes you, jumping onto the couch to wrap you into a big hug as he lays kisses along your neck.

Your hand shoots up, holding your tablet out the way as he moves to the other side of your neck. Jungkook hums, murmuring about how much he’s missed you. You giggle and rub his head, loving the feeling of his soft strands gliding between your fingers.

He’s your big baby. And by that fact, he’s crushing you.

“Kookie! Ah- You’re killing me.” He immediately raises onto his heels, staring at you all balled up with the tablet pressed to your chest. You’re so cute.

Whenever he tries to imagine you, his memory comes up short, always concluding that he can't possibly capture how divine you are. So when he's home, lovingly stalking you like a lost pup, he’s truly amazed at how hard you are to replicate. You need to be seen in person for one to fully grasp the magnitude of your beauty. And if you heard him say this out loud, you'd frown and shake your head. You're just too humble.

So all he says is “You're so beautiful, Baby,” and you giggle, hiding behind your tablet as your head tilts. Then you peer over the device, staring at each other's big, pretty eyes.

His beautiful brown eyes are full of youth and wanderlust. He’s truly a duality of man.

Just yesterday, you were on this very couch, legs spread wide and pushed back, feeling and listening to Jungkook eat your wet, glistening cunt, his dark gaze boring into you the entire time. And when he finally came up, his tongue glided over his pouty lips as drops of your slick dripped from his chin.

But right now, he’s so soft and needy. You truly believe he’d wither away like a faerie just from being away from you. Like he'd grow sad at the possibility of you not believing his existence or the magic that he brings to your life. So he needs to be near, reminding you of his undying love.

It hurts the way Jungkook gazes at you sometimes; like he has no control over how far he’d go to love you. And you often wish the boys would scold him to come to his senses, to hold himself in such high regard as you do. But you don't know when that time will come, so for now, you always make time for cuddles and kisses, like today because he needs your touch.

Setting the tablet on the coffee table, you raise up, cupping his face. Your thumbs smooth over the supple skin of his chubby cheeks as your eyes wander, taking in his beautiful visage: the soft slope of his big nose, curl of his long lashes and wet pout of his lips.

Your lips press to his with firm passion as you move to suck his bottom lip before peppering the top. He hums the entire time, making you smile.

“I love you so fucking much,” he says softly.

“I know.”

He whines, “____~” causing you to giggle. You peck him again, and when you pull back, he follows to push his tongue past your lips. You moan at his taste, your lashes fluttering as he releases you. Then you look at him with wanderlust. He cherishes every moment you spend in vulnerability with him.

You rub his cheeks. “I love you so much too, Jeon Jungkook.”

“You have to say the ‘fucking’ part.”

You snicker. Lord have mercy. He's so lucky he stirs such cute aggression within you or else you'd find the notion overkill.

“I fucking love you so fucking much, Jeon Jungkook,” you playfully growl, rubbing your nose against his.

A grin splays across his lips as his eyes scrunch; such a happy bunny. Your happy bunny.

From the corner of your eye, the tablet screen changes and you stretch to retrieve the device.

Your purchase window has timed out so you have to retype all your info. After sighing, you commence all the previous steps, feeling your legs come apart as Jungkook ducks in between the gap in your arms to lay on your chest.

Large hands find your thighs again, as he throws them around his waist and your feet lay against his back. Then he sighs, his warm breath hitting your neck as he nuzzles into it. His lips softly brush against you. And his body shifts against your’s, as he tries to get comfortable.

“I’m finna make you get up; be still,” you scold, slapping his butt, suddenly turning him into a mess of giggles and wiggles. You shake your head, still entering the info. You can’t be mad at him; he’s too darn cute.

You continue to settle him down by rubbing his butt and occasionally giving it a pat. Jungkook finally gets comfy, resting a hand behind your back and the other on your boob. It lays idle till he lightly squeezes your breast, thumbing over your nipple. You feel a light throb between your legs. Seems a cuddle isn't enough attention.

You feel him looking up at you before he kisses your sternum. Ugh~ he’s softly killing you, and yet if he knows, it's because cuteness comes naturally and he’s not looking to seduce you.

Finally scrolling to the bottom, you tap the ‘purchase’ button; afterwards your hand quickly finds refuge in Jungkook’s soft, dark curls. He hums at the way you massage his scalp; he’s really been needing it. His temples hurt from wearing headphones and listening to the same beat all day.

Jungkook eventually turns his head towards the tablet, prompting your chin to lift.

“What are you buying anyway?”

“A new bonnet.”

“Oooh! Yay.”

You laugh, “Boy, what are you ‘oohin’ for? You’re not the one wearing it.”

“I know but you look so cute in your little bonnet.”

“Well, this one isn’t little. I’m moving up a size ‘cause my hair has grown.”

He lifts to look at your hair in a puff on your head. It’s so shiny and defined. Though his mind drifts to your how you look like a little mushroom in your current bonnet. He finds it cute but it probably isn't good for your hair. Or rather it doesn't stay on.

“When does it get here?”

“In three days.”

“What color did you get?”

You giggle, loving how invested he can get into everything from your hairstyles, to your products.

You click the ‘x’ taking you to the product page.

“This one,” you say, pointing to the XL pink and purple bonnet with little Mangs sprinkled about. “Isn’t it cute?”

“...”

“Jungkook?”

“Uh~ Yeah. It’s got Mang without the mask.”

“Mmh hmm. Now, I have something of all the BT21 gang, but I thought I should upgrade Mang.”

“Did you only buy one?... I know how you like to switch them.”

“Nah, I’m feeling very purpley lately. I don’t think I’ll ever change it. Until it's worn out, of course.”

Jungkook suddenly gets up to stretch, giving you a peak of his tummy. Your hand snakes up his shirt, feeling his slightly taut abs and warm skin. And you giggle at the way he finches a bit when you accidentally tickle him. Jungkook smiles but it's different; more quaint than his toothy, cheerful one.

“You okay, Baby?”

“Yeah, long day; just tired.”

“Mh, yeah. Well, let's get a bath and go to bed, huh?”

He nods with a grin as you reach out for him to help you up. Then he takes your tablet, turning it off and tossing it onto the couch. His large hands circle your waist before he’s pulling you into a tight embrace. It lingers for some time as he begins to sway, waddling you two in a circle.

“Baby, what’s wrong?”

“Does something have to be wrong?”

“Mh, no~ But you've been very clingy, Bunny.”

“…I just missed you.”

You rub his back. “Jungkook, since your break, we’ve been together for six months. Did a few hours really make you this needy?”

“Yes,” he grumbles against your shoulder.

“Okay, okay, alright.” You pat his butt. “Let's get to bed then” You grab his hand and circle the couch, walking down the corridor to the bedroom. “Little spoon or big spoon?”

“Big,” he says with little hesitation, stealing a giggle from you.

“Why?”

He suddenly whines, surprising you. He doesn’t want to answer any more questions; he just wants to hold you, keep you away from everyone and give you kisses so you know how much he loves and needs you.

He kisses your neck. “Because I wanna be able to hit it from the back.”

“...Jungkook.” You pull back to look at his grinning face. He’s smiling but you can definitely tell something bigger is at play. Though, you don’t want to push it because it's clear that he just needs your comfort at the moment.

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Exhausted from a long day's work, the infamous boy band shuffles into the room before scattering to sit.

Jin sighs, “Man, that's a lot.”

“You think it's too much?” Hoseok asks. “Mmh~ I think we could pull it off but we’re definitely pulling all nighters.”

Jin sucks in a breath, tilting his head. “We’ll, see.”

Jimin bites his lip. “Maybe we should cut some stuff?”

“But we already curated everything with stuff Army really wanted. I'm scared to take anything off,” Tae pouts.

“Yeah…”

Everyone sighs before the room falls silent, though, it's not long till Jungkook breaks it.

“_____ bought a new bonnet with Mang all over it,” he says casually, staring aimlessly at the ground, his eyes wide and still as his lips move.

Some smile; others snicker, watching his brow furrows as he continues to not stare at the floor.

Hoseok jokes. “What? You think you’ll be sleeping with me? What's wrong with that, Jungkook?”

Jungkook scratches under his lip. “Nothing ‘cept it’s on her head.”

Jimin laughs, “You’re acting like Hobi’s putting his crotch in her face.”

Jungkook gasps at the imagery, finally breaking his trance. “Don't say that~” He leans over and hits Jimin who can only laugh, finding Kookie way too cute.

They tussle for a bit; the others are completely unphased by their play; either casually watching or doing other things. Grunts and slapping fill the silence and overtake the blowing of AC, and staff’s footsteps along the halls.

Jimin finally manages Jungkook into a headlock. “Stop,” he says in a little pout, whooping Jungkook’s butt. The youngest suddenly slumps; his lips turning downward. He grumbles to which Jimin giggles, still holding his maknae by the head as he lays a cheek on top and begins to rock. Poor Jungkook seems to relax; now finding comfort in his embrace.

“There’s only one thing you can do, Kook-ah.” Jungkook turns to Namjoon who's scrolling on his phone.

“What?! Hyung. What? Tell me!” Jungkook’s face lights up, the fluorescence overhead reflecting sparkles in his eyes.

Namjoon grins at his eager dongsaeng. “You gotta make her forget.”

“...”

“You gotta fuck her,” a voice grumbles out before smacking.

Everyone turns to Yoongi resting on the couch with his head knocked back and his eyes closed. Suddenly Jungkook pulls his head from Jimin and crawls across the leather towards his hyung, sending snickers throughout the room at the skin sticking sounds he leaves behind.

“I do that, though; like three times a week. Maybe four with just foreplay, if I'm really good.”

Hoseok sputters into his fist, catching a glare from Jungkook.

“You gotta be rough and mean. Throw her around; call her names.” Jungkook just looks. “You don’t ever ‘Dumb-fuck’ her?”

“What? No, we have soft, sensual sex.” Jungkook smiles at his use of alliteration.

Yoongi tilts his head, opening his cat-like eyes to stare at their beloved maknae. His hand finds Jungkook's cheek, lightly patting. “My prodigal son. You can be rough and sensual.”

Hoseok nods. “You dominate her, fuck her guts up-”

“Whoa.” Taehyung finally looks up from his phone, brows raised and eyes wide.

“As you kiss and tell her what she’s not going to do. They like that shit.”

“I know women like rough sex… Just the ones I've been with usually want me to degrade them.”

“All we’re saying is that ____ might be the type to like a rough fucking while being sweettalked.”

“Mmh~ She is really receptive to praise when I'm just slow.”

“Yeah, that works too. Slow and rough. Drives them crazy; turns them dumb.”

“You mean to tell me you two only fuck slow and soft?”

“Mh, yeah. It edges her out longer before she cums.”

“You have a lot to learn, lil’ bro.”

“Slow and rough,” Jungkook murmurs to himself. “Slow and rough.”

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As the elevator door opens, Jungkook is glad to see that there isn’t a package at his doorstep. He hums a lil’ ditty as he presses the key code and slips himself into the familiar comfort of his home’s scent: crisp, light, and cotton fresh.

Kicking his shoes off, Jungkook looks around before neatly putting his sneakers in the cubby.

“I'm home.”

Silence.

He rifles around his pockets, retrieving his keys and wallet to throw into the bowl.

You’re not in your usual couch spot and the door to the gaming room is closed, so you must be in the bedroom.

“I said ‘Kookie’s home’. Your number one lover… Actually, your only lover!”

Jungkook walks swiftly down the hall, swinging through the bedroom door frame to meet the sight of you. You’re humming a sweet little tune as your hips slightly swaying. He smiles, wandering your pajama clad figure.

And right on top of your head lies the infamously adorable Mang; looking just like their father with their cheery eyes and bright smile. Jungkook does have a habit of being rough with the BT21 children but he's never wanted so badly to punt one of them until now. He’s setting such a bad example for Cooky.

“Hey~ Baby.”

You hum, turning around to give Jungkook a crescent eyed smile. “Hello~ Pookie.” You shuffle towards him, arms stretched out till you can cup his face and mark him with kisses.

Jungkook hums against you, melting into your sweet taste. He needs you so badly like his life depends on it.

Suddenly you’re being lifted and thrown onto the bed. Jungkook kneels onto the comforter, his fingers fiddling with one another as he looks down at you with pleading eyes.

“Please.”

You wander over him. Your sweet baby boy. You don’t know what's going on but you want to make it go away. You have to because, maybe once he’s gotten his frustrations out, he’ll confess.

“Please, what, Kookie?” His bottom lip juts out despite knowing he has to be direct with his sexual needs.

“Can I… Can I fuck you?”

It's so cute the way he’s able to cuss and ask for such lewd things. You can already feel yourself getting wet as your pussy contracts, yearning to bring him home. And the throb of your heart lies deep within your clit.

“Yes, Bunny. You can fuck me.”

You lay down, tilting your head to watch him; your leg rubbing against the other as you feel the anticipation rising within.

Jungkook frantically begins to stripe, pulling his shirt from smooth, bronze skin. The flex of his abs drive you wild, wanting to touch him. Then he pulls both bottom down, lending his hard cock to spring free and touch his lower tummy.

Your eyes wander as you bite your lips. He’s so fucking delicious to look at; you think you could cum now.

The bed dips as he crawls to spread your legs open so that he can undress you.

You watch him admire you, his hands roaming your thighs then squeezing your exposed sides. You're so soft, looking so cute in your lace pajama set. The thin fabric lays taut against your pussy, imprinting your succulent slit and your perky nipples poke through the matching tank top.

Then he stares at the bonnet. Oh, you're so beautiful and it sits so perfectly, protecting your crown. How could he be mad? It isn't the bonnet nor is it true jealousy or anger, is it? It's a deep sadness. A profound yearning.

You're so pretty he needs you to know how he feels. He needs to thrust his love into you like a subliminal that engraves itself upon your eyelids. You need to think about him as much as he does you. But you do and a part of him knows this but his ego says you'll forget about him eventually with all the time you spend apart. Though, how can someone possibly forget Jeon Jungkook? It's simple really because only you could forget the intricacies of Kookie. Your Pookie. Your Bunny.

Jungkook’s emotions heighten as he frantically strips you. You gasp and whimper at his ferocity; his hands feeling everywhere and nowhere, driving you mad, making your clench furiously.

Once done, you lay in nothing but your bonnet and plush socks. His eyes move in a frenzy around your body, taking in your luscious curves, plump pussy and supple breast. He thumbs over your soft patch of hair, lightly tugging to watch the cute little expression on your face.

“Jungk~“

He bends down, shoving his tongue past your lips. You’re overwhelmed, falling into lust as his wet taste swirls around yours. He's over powering you and you relinquish control, letting him ravage your mouth. He lets up a little, breathing heavily. He's so needy. He's about to dive in again but your hand shoots to grab as you whimper.

Searching his face, his brow tenses with worry. You lay a hand to his cheek. “Kookie, calm down. I'm not going anywhere, Bunny.”

Jungkook looks at you with his deep browns as you catch the brief twitch of uncertainty etched onto his brow. He needs you so badly.

You cup his face, bringing him down to kiss; this time softly and slowly. He looks at you through heavy lashes, humming as your tongue invades his mouth. Licking into his inner lips, you occasionally seal a kiss.

Then you lick the expanse of his tongue before sucking the tip. He whimpers, his eyes finally rolling shut. He shuffles his hips closer, lightly teasing your slit with his leaking cock.

You gasp, releasing him. He looks down, seeing you bound by your essence.

“Fuck,” he whispers, closing his eyes and licking his lips.

You rub his cheek, your eyes gazing into one another as you urge him to kiss again. He’s so cute and vulnerable.

Expose your neck, you submit to him, moaning as he attacks your warm skin. His lips caress downward onto your throat, nipples, and soft tummy. He chuckles when your hips roll from his kisses to your inner thighs.

“Mmh~ I’m sorry, Baby, no teasing.” Jungkook thumbs spread you wide, watching your slit open with a messy pop. And your scent hits him as he marvels at your clenching hole. You’re so wet, and velvety like dewdrops on a brown orchid. Your pussy is begging to feed him as a little trickle of slick pushes past your hole, steadily spilling towards your tight rim.

You hear him rumble, breathing his warm breath onto your fold before it's replaced by the hot lapping of his tongue. You moan, arching your back as he slurps at your folds. Jungkook nips at them, pulling and prickling pain for your clit to feel pleasure.

You cry as he pushes your legs back and tucks his arms under. Jungkook’s ministrations are slow and maddening, his lips kissing, sucking, and licking your hole as it pulses to make out with him as well. You squirm when fingers rub your blushing clit, sending your head back and your voice to ring out.

But you really start to claw away when his tongue glides into your swollen pussy, thrusting and swirling around. Starting from your ass, he sucks up all your juices before spreading your pussy to spit. Jungkook sucks and bites your thigh, watching the essence slip into your hole.

Coming up, he graces you with his wet chin then wipes his mouth. And you touch yourself, gasping at how you’re dry everywhere but your pussy. You lift up to stare at him and he meets you with fire in his eyes. He’s a man on a mission.

Jungkook shuffles to line himself up, swirling his leaking tip around your entrance as it kisses him to enter. He hisses, sinking in slowly as your walls flutter to suck him in.

His hands caress up your thighs till he can press your legs against his shoulders. Then Jungkook comes back down, resting his forearms beside you while simultaneously driving his heavy cock deeper. You clench around him and he swallows your cries with a kiss as your hand presses to the back of his head. Jungkook slowly fucks into you and your hips accompany his as you both moan against each others open mouths.

Your back arches as he kisses your neck to your sternum. Jungkook whimpers, loving how flutter around him. He loves the sound of your pussy sucking him in, wanting to drain him mind, body and soul. He moves to lavs over your nipples whining but then he remembers.

Jungkook sits up, pulling out to gaze upon his glistening dick. Your slick needs to be creamy white and coating his cock because that's how he knows you’ve been fucked throughly; that he’s put his all in loving you down.

There would never be a reason to leave. If only he wasn't so busy then he’d be perfect for you. But if you knew he was thinking this it’d break your heart.

Spreading your legs, he stares at your pulsing hole and rosy clit. Your pussy, so dark and ripe for the taking.

You call his name timidly. The way Jungkook worships you is something you don't think you’ll ever get used to.

He runs a hand down your chest, stopping at your tummy then he grabs your breast, squeezing your nipples to perk. You moan, making the sweetest face. Jungkook rubs your hips, pecking your lips before his large hands flip you onto your belly. He lifts your hip then puts a pillow under. Your arch dips and your pussy spreads for him, a lone drop running to your clit. He bends down and kisses it away as you jump and moan. He rubs your ass growling as he takes a lap.

Jungkook comes up to stare at you spread out for him; ready to take his heavy cock in your tight little hole. And while you think it's kind of early for this position, your embrace around his cock is comfort that he needs.

He slowly enters and lifts you up by the throat, pressing your back to his broad chest. As you sink down onto his cock, he kisses your neck and squeezes your breast as he fucks up into you. You moan, putting your hands atop his as you try to bounce. His girthy cock nestles deep, curving to glide along your soft tissue. And deep circles rub into your clit and a pinch hardens your nipple. Your head throws back onto his shoulder and your toes wiggle.

Rising, he guides you on all fours, grabbing your ass as he fucks slowly. “Jungkook~”you whimper before gasping when he picks up the pace. Your limbs feel shaky and your head bobs as you moan his praise.

He switches it up, thumbs spreading your cunt as he eases in before thrusting hard. All your holes clench and tingle at the new sensation and your toes clench this time. Your hand shoots back to run over his abs as you look at him with lust. His dark gaze and thrusts cause your eyes to flutter as you bite your lip. You’re close.

“You like that, Baby?”

You nod, whining, “So fucking big.” You hiss. “Stretch my pussy out, Bunny.”

He thrusts again, becoming harder till your ass slaps against his toned thighs. Your leaking pussy sucks around him and he bends over onto your back to finger your clit. You bite your lip, looking at him as your brows knit. You look so fucking cute.

“There we go, Mama,” he whispers, laying his forehead to yours. Your breaths stir as you gaze into each other's eyes before he licks his lips and kisses you.

“Aaaah~ Fu-” Your legs shake as they try to close but Jungkook pushes them back open, continuing his menstruations on your swollen clit. The whole time there's darkness in his gaze. You don't know what happened today but it changed him.

Though, it really shocks you when he enters hard and drags out slowly. You feel every sculpted curve of his cock, causing you to cry out as your head hangs down and your eyes shut tight.

“Ah- Fuck! Jungkook, fuck my pussy. Ugh! Fuck me, n-”

He grins, grabbing your hair while in the bonnet. It slips off after a hard thrust, staying in his hands. You flop down, moaning loudly. He pulls back and you leak around him. You're not creamy enough yet.

“Oops…" He stares at the back of your head, watching your hair begin to spread and frame your face.

He knows the silky bonnet serves a purpose but he loves waking up next to you as the sun kisses your golden bodies. That must be what Adam saw when he was blessed to gaze upon Eve for another day.

But fuck, do you look so good on his cock in all your natural beauty. He wants to see your face contorting from pleasure as your hair manes around you. He fucking loves “Day 3 Hair” because its that perfect inbetween of defined and voluminous.

The universe knew to birth him after the 70s because he’d have been the greatest stone to ever roll; always surrounded by fine women with their “Big Hair, Don’t Care” attitude and the tightest daisy dukes and bell bottom rompers. But truthfully, he only needs one old soul in particular.

He simply shrugs, deciding not to put it back on. He’ll gladly suffer the consequences later. And knowing you, they're never that bad; only making his yearn for you stronger.

Feeling his hands leave your hips, his own stutter, sloppily thrusting into you as his dick tempts to slip out. What the fuck is he doing? He’s ruining your high and surely his too.

You whine, moving your hips to follow his cock. Not wanting it to slip out, you rock back, trying to find a rhythm. But you can’t really focus with the incessant rustling behind you.

“Who's the captain now?” You finally look over your shoulder, surprised to see the band of your bonnet slapping across Jungkook’s forehead.

“Bruh-“ You go to roll your eyes but Jungkook’s firm hands slap against your ass, digging crescent shapes into your supple skin. Spreading you wide, sweet searing pain pricks at your hole, Jungkook’s cock threatening to stretch and tear you apart. You whimper, but it's cut short by a quick and forceful thrust.

“Oh! Fuc-“

Jungkook watches you gasp as your eyes remain rolled back. Your brow tenses, and so does your grip onto the sheets.

He grins massaging your plump ass, allowing his hands to glide up your sides, squeezing your soft curves. Here comes his favorite part.

Jungkook begins to slowly drag out of you and is immediately stuttered by the clenching of your walls; only dragging his veiny cock even slower against your soft tissue.

You yelp, legs shaking and toes curling as you close your eyes and bite your lip. You’re losing control, your body moving to throw your ass back onto his thick cock.

“Yeah, Baby, fucking take this dick. Fuck me. Put that pussy on me. Fuck~” he growls, his head throwing back and his eyes shuting tight. Jungkook rubs your hips, but soothing measures mean little as you cry.

You’re probably too far gone, so all he can do is help coax you to climax. You whine, clenching hard to build up the sweet pain of impaling yourself on his massive cock.

"I know~ I know, Mama~ Let it out," he coos, feeling you flutter around him; you’re gonna milk him dry and he's gonna let you.

"Mmh~ Jungkook! Fuck my pussy, Baby," you gasp feeling his tip glide along your g-spot. You contract, squelching sounds between you as your slick spills around his cock.

He tilts his head, his face idle as he licks his lips. “I got you, Mama, hm? You like when I fuck this pussy, don’t you?”

“Yes~ Ugh Mmhph,” you cry into the covers.

“Okay, Mama, time to make these pretty legs shake. Gonna cum for me, yeah?” All you can do is give an incoherent cry.

Bending down, his large fingers wrap around your throat to lift you back onto your hands. Jungkook sets a light squeeze before slamming his hips into your ass, rippling waves like the silkiest chocolate.

It's an out of body experience: head airy as if you’re ascending to glory and white heat blooming behind your eyes. But in between you and your lover is hellfire burning; a sin so painful it makes you wet from pleasure.

“Uh uh uh!" Your legs shake and you feel the pressure rising. Each stroke coaxes your pussy to coat his cock in thick white slick as it runs down your thighs and his sack.

You clench and he hisses, slapping your ass. Jungkook spreads you again, watching your tight little rim spasm. Then he drags a thumb from your wetness to massage before pushing knuckle-deep into your asshole.

“Aaah~ Jungkook, no,” you cry, your legs shaking as your hand finds his wrist. But he quickly throws it off, staring at you with dark eyes.

“Stop?” he asks, though, you quickly shake your head, making sure to give him a few pulses of your pussy to suck him back in. But Jungkook pulls out anyway, watching you writhe and cry. He desperately wants to coax you into overstimulation.

Maneuvering you onto your back, Jungkook comes down on top of you, bringing your hands overhead. His dark eyes admire your bouncing breast then his lips wrap around your nipples, lending his tongue to caress them with deep swirls and the light grazing of his teeth. Then he pecks up your throat to find his way back to your soft lips.

Jungkook’s thrusts never falter as you moan against each other, never fully able to seal a kiss. He needs release. He needs to mark his claim into you. So he lets his mind slip into his darkest desires to intertwine his soul with yours.

“Don't ever buy anything that doesn’t represent me ever again,” he growls into your ear. You know he's just in the moment and that the bonnet isn't really the problem. He’s just silently screaming for your attention. And you can’t help but scream his name as he sucks your neck while jackhammering into you.

Jungkook’s fingers interlock with yours as his wet taste invades your mouth once more, sucking and swirling. You’re overcomed, feeling fucked out; eveything’s dizzy and numb except your pussy.

You can feel every throbbing vein and drag of Jungkook’s cockhead against your soft tissue and you can’t escape the sound of your messy, wet cunt running down your ass and his thighs, merging you together in blasphemy. Through blurry eyes, you gaze at your lover, sweat dripping from his face cooling your hot skin, his brows tense as he focuses, the veins riding up his golden skin.

You hiccup his name and Jungkook stares at you with longing before pressing a hard kiss. Then he slips into your neck to release his grunts and whimpers onto soft skin. And his cock pumps inside of you, shooting his hot white load against your cervix. Jungkook moans into your ear causing you to clench; in turn overstimulating him to writhe as you milk him.

Your fingers lazily glide along his back and you press your face against his to take in his scent. It's so enticing; his natural musk permeating the air. You almost want him to fuck you again right away, but you know its just primal.

Instead, you lay silent, feeling and listening to each other's staggered breaths.

Jungkook’s eyes close to basking in your scent as well. Your hand cascades up to rub his head, but you stop at the silky feel of your bonnet. You manage a tired smile.

Jungkook suddenly lifts up. “It’s so fucking hot,” he mumbles. The band is pushed down onto his brows, causing you to giggle. You pull the bonnet off, cringing at the damp feel. It's already in need of another wash. Things truly don't last with a man in the house.

“Phew,” Jungkook sighs, running a hand through his hair. His curls have sweated out but it's not dripping like usual. Maybe there was an upside to his antics.

“See there.” You click your tongue. “You can't even handle a damn bonnet.”

“Pssh~ You can't handle this dick,” Jungkook quips, grabbing his base to swiftly pull out. Your arm shoots out to dig blunt nails into his arm, and you’re shocked as he grins watching you shake through an orgasm.

Jungkook lays his cock between your pussy lips, purposely brushing his tip against your clit, aiding in the release of his warm load. It sputters out of you and he hums at the sound.

A hand comes under your neck, tilting your head back so he can kiss your glistening throat as you reel. Lifting up, he watches your eyes roll back. He smiles a little; you're so cute. He like fucking you dumb now. Jungkook’s thumb rubs over your baby hairs as he watches your hand clench. He presses his lips into your palm to kiss.

You finally settle, whining. “I know, Baby. Your pussy’s still sensitive, hm?” His tone is sly and cocky. “Want me to do it again? Hm?”

You remain still, pondering it over, but then your head lazily shakes. Jungkook chuckles, “Okay,” kissing your cheek then your lips. You hum, wrapping your body around him as he cups your face with one hand while the other rubs your side.

Releasing you, Jungkook’s firm hands squeeze your curves then travel up to grab your breast as he kisses your sternum. He lays an ear to your chest, listening to your heart as he comes down like a weighted blanket onto you, shielding you with warmth.

✧༺♡༻✧

You two lay in bed as he spoons you with his leg thrown over your waist. He’s nuzzled into your neck, his tongue laving against your hot skin, sucking and nipping.

He moans with you as you squeeze his hand interlocked with yours. He grinds his soft cock against your ass, whimpering.

“Huh, fuck-“ he sighs. “I love you so fucking much.” His embrace gets tighter.

“I love you so fucking much too, Jeon Jungkook.” He looks up to gaze at your side profile as a grin spreads on his lips. Then he gives an open mouth kiss to your cheek, making you giggle.

It’s wet and sloppy. “Ew!” you whine, wiping your face.

“You like it wet and nasty,” he quips, his brows tensing like he’s the offended one. You’re shocked, titling your head to decide if he’s really fucking with you. But all you can do is chuckle before you try to roll out of his embrace.

You two tussle a bit as he tries to rangle you back. He pulls you closer, lifting up to cage you with his body even more as he attacks your neck. You squeal, your shoulder raising to shield you.

His determination tires you out and you simply hum at the way he kisses your back up to nip your ear. He maneuvers his hand under yours, interlocking your fingers again so that he can grab your breast, lightly rubbing over your nipple.

The room goes silent again as Jungkook’s arm under your head moves up so his hand dangles over your bonnet. He touches the silk material, eyes wandering over the cute purple chipmunks.

“I hope you know I’m not finna stop wearing this bonnet,” you finally say, turning slightly to face him. His brows raise as he wanders your face. Is he even listening? Yes, he is, your face is just his best point of focus; ebbing his mind to tranquility.

“You saw how expensive it was,” you pout, causing him to smile. “…And I’m not about to let you become some asshole boyfriend who wants to control me.” He finally looks you dead in the eye, his smile faltering. You can’t tell what he’s thinking, causing your pulse to spike a bit.

But soon he’s leaning to kiss you. “Thank you,” is all he says afterwards, caressing your face.

You swallow, now ready to confront him.

“Bunny…”

He hums, rubbing his thumb along your baby hairs.

“I need you to tell me what's the matter… I’m worried.”

He freezes still staring at his thumb. He's quiet for at least ten seconds before he tries to talk but his voice cracks and you watch as tears well in his eyes.

“Our- our schedule is stacked and I may have to leave the country,” he sniffles, tears running down his cheeks.

“Oh, Koo~”

“I hate it. I just wanna be here. I’m honestly so tired. I don't wanna leave,” he says, shaking his head.

You rub his face, swiping a thumb under his eyes. your heart feels shattered.

“I don't wanna do this anymore.” You look at him with shock.

“Jun-“

“Aht- I mean I don't wanna perform how we have before the hiatus. I'm ready for a change. I'm ready for things to slow down. I never had a reason until now,” he says, his dark brown eyes boring into you, intertwining your souls to understand.

You turn into his chest fully, wrapping your arms around his neck to press a hard kiss onto his plump lips. It's needy, all-consuming as you sigh into it. You caress his tongue with yours before releasing him. His eyes fall half lidded as if you’ve sedated him and he melts further into your soothing touch on his cheeks.

“My sweet boy. It's gonna be okay. We’re gonna get it sorted out.”

“But Ar-“

“They’ll understand. They have to.”

You smile at him, scooting up slightly to rest him onto your bosom as you rake through his soft curls, and nuzzle into his crown.

You have to fix this.

✧༺♡༻✧

Night life comes about when the sun sets, and the faint bustling of the city awakens you. You open your eyes to the pitch dark and your hands run along Jungkook who's still sleeping against you.

Your fingers carefully touch Jungkook’s face as you find his cheeks to cup. Still groggy, you press a lazy kiss to the corner of his mouth before trying again for his lips. You hum, feeling love swell within you. You also feel protective, wanting to be the only keeper to his heart. But you can’t. You have to call one of the few people who love him fiercely as well.

You look over your shoulder palming the nightstand before grabbing your phone. The light instantly hits you in the face as you wince and Jungkook suddenly shifts. Jungkook whines, embracing your tighter as he nuzzles your chest and his lips brush your nipple, eliciting a helpless moan. This is not your finest moment. You’re on a very important mission.

You navigate to your contacts, but the time catches your eye. It's 9pm. Who would be up right now?

Biting your lip, you’re about to make the call when Jungkook’s phone startles you. Jungkook’s head lifts, “looking” around. He’s actually still asleep, so you quickly guide his head back down before stretching to switch out the phones. You stare at the phone, a smirk gracing your lips. It seems great minds think alike.

“Yo, Jungkook, I've been meaning to call,” the deep voice says.

You begin to speak but it chuckles a bit.

“So…I presume “Operation Bonnet Bust Down” was a success?”

“Operation what now?”

“Aht- _____?”

“Uh~ Yeah… Jungkook's asleep,” you groan, pointing the phone down to stare at your Bunny’s pouty face. You give him a quick kiss and his brows knit as he licks his lips, nuzzling between your breasts. He's so cute, but you should definitely punish him later. “Namjoon, if it means what I think it does then yes,” you grit, squeezing your eyes shut. You knew men talked about things like that and the boys are no exception. But just the thought of them imagining…

Namjoon just hums, but you can hear the grin on his face. Probably thinking ‘Attah Boy, Kook-ah.’ And of course it would be him; Namjoon may think he’s quite suggestive but you feel he's the main perpetrator of the many things Jungkook comes asking you to do in bed. You’ll never thank him but you won’t discount his expertise.

“Look, we need to talk about Kookie in other ways.”

“Yeah, wassup?”

“We need to talk about your schedule.”

The line goes silent a good while till a book softly closes and glass clinks together as a light pour cascades into crystal.

Namjoon takes a sip of his concoction, hissing. Then he sighs, “Let's talk then.”

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