pretty little dare (dirty pretty things #2) [part 1 here]
↳ pairings: jimin x jungkook x female reader
↳ genres: smut and the tiniest bit of fluff | words: 8k
↳ warnings: explicit sex, dom/sub undertones, slapping, spanking, degradation, oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, breathplay, assplay, rimming, switch!jungkook, switch!reader, dom!jungkook, sub!jungkook, dom!reader, sub!reader, alcohol use, semi-public sex.
↳ summary: It’s finally Saturday and, after a long uni week, you find yourself in a house party with your friends. As custom, after a couple of hours of dancing and drinking, you all end up in a circle by the backyard for the traditional round of truth and dare. What you don’t expect is to have one of your most intimate fantasies revealed and turned into reality through one pretty little dare.
Saturday has finally arrived after a very tiring and long uni week and, to help with the stress and celebrate the weekend, you’re in a house party at the sorority that Sunmi, your best friend, lives in. After a few hours of dancing and mindless drinking, you find yourself in a typical truth or dare game along with many of your friends. Since the weather is warm and there’s still a bit of light outside, the sky above you painted with beautiful hues of peach orange and pink as the sun begins to set, you all are forming a small circle by the backyard of the big house.
You’re pleasantly buzzed, two tequila shots and your current vodka cocktail making you feel light and giggly as you move to sit on the cushions spread on the floor, between Jungkook and Taehyung. Jungkook’s eyes are on you, a hand reaching for yours to help you steady your balance as you sit down. When you finally do, his fingers are softening around your hand and intertwining with yours before he’s leaning in, a bunny smile on his lips as he plants a soft kiss to your cheek. You smile back at him before turning forwards and placing your drink in front of your crossed legs.
As the game starts, some not-that-much-surprising truths and reasonably funny dares begin going around. Yoongi is dared to take a body shot on Hoseok, who giggles and wiggles, ticklish every time Yoongi's face is close to his body, making the task much harder than one could initially imagine. It ends up with Yoongi basically manhandling him into staying still so he can accomplish the dare.
It goes on. Yongsun ends up giving Byulyi a lap dance and it is, well, incredibly hot. You have a feeling that almost everyone around the circle feels glad when it ends before anyone ends up gets too worked up from it. Later, Jungkook - after being pressed into choosing truth, because everyone knows he just deals with dares too well for them to be funny or interesting - has to admit to his crush on Namjoon from when they first met. “We all know that, why are you wasting your truth in that question!” Is what you add, whining lowly as Jungkook simply smiles by yours side, shrugs and easily admits to it.
Jooheon has to sing a ridiculously explicit song in his best aegyo version. It’s hilarious, but your joy is quickly put out when you’re dared by Hyunah into taking a sip of Yoongi’s ungodly strong cup - the drink that everyone always avoids at parties, unless they really want to get hammered. You almost die, spitting most of the drink out when you try to take it the first time, only accomplishing it by the second. Your throat and chest burning horribly as you swallow the sip down. Jungkook is laughing at you and, as you turn to face him, he's wiping your chin fondly as you pout and whine a little.
Changkyun is dared into doing a handstand for three minutes but the poor boy can’t even hold it for ten seconds, making you all burst into laughter from his frustrated and chaotic attempts until Seokjin, loud windshield wipers laughter booming and making you all just die a little bit more until there’s actual tears coming from your eyes and your belly hurts from laughing so much, takes a breathing pause and just tells him to give up before he ends up cracking his head open.
"Just give Jooheon a kiss to compensate." You tease from your place and Chankyung rolls his eyes at you, but there’s a small smile tucked on his lips as he goes back to Jooheon's side, who's still laughing loudly at his chaotic mess of a boyfriend, until he’s pulling him close and giving him a light kiss. After he does it, he's releasing the cutest giggle and hiding his face in Jooheon's neck. Being the new couple there, you all coo sickeningly at their sweet and still bearable PDA.
As the automatic lights from the backyard turn on, the sky having darkened in a velvety indigo blue, the game starts to get more interesting. Wheein asks Hyejin if it is true that she shares a quality taste with Jungkook, having a crush on Namjoon too. This one you definitely didn’t see coming. Hyejin looks a big shocked and flustered, winded eyes and opened mouth before she is cursing at loudly Wheein who just laughs and tells her to just answer it. She curses at her again but replies, steady voice saying that it’s true. You’re offering a shocked look to Byulyi, muttering a small what the fuck and she has this bunched up smile on her lips that makes you sure she's containing her laughter.
After a few more rounds, the spinning bottle stopping right in Namjoon’s direction, Hyejin with the question side of it, you feel yourself holding your breath in expectation.
"Providence of the universe! None of this is a coincidence!” Taehyung is screaming by your side and you laugh, give a playful slap to his shoulder as he turns and offers you his boxy smile.
After a few seconds, when Hyejin’s “wanna kiss me?” comes out all sure and determined, all of you begin cheering loudly. It only intensifies when Namjoon doesn’t answer her, simply stands and starts moving in her direction. The whistling and cheering intensifying further when he kneels down in front of her, trading a few whispered words that you can’t make out before they are smiling at each other and then, kissing.
You could say that dare inspires you a little bit because when the bottle stops with its end to Sunmi, you feel a big smile spreading on your face after she tells you dare. At your expression, she begins narrowing her eyes. Calls your name with a warning tone to it, but it’s a bit too late now.
“I dare you into giving Hyunah and Hyojong a triple kiss.” You say and you hear the surprised gasps arising from all over the circle along with a hollering call coming from Taehyung, Hoseok loudly joining him in it.
“If they’re okay with it, of course.” You quickly add, looking at the couple’s direction. They seemed a bit surprised, but Hyunah has this little upturn to the corner of her lips as she leans in and whispers something to Hyojong and you just know it will be okay.
Sunmi is cursing your name and starting to complain that she can’t do that when she’s cut out by Hyunah’s voice calling her name. You laugh at Sunmi’s widened eyes, body almost paralyzed in her spot until Hyojong is laughing lowly and telling her to come on. When she finally kneels in front of them, Hyunah’s hand wrapping around her waist and pulling her close while Hyojong’s fingers tangle in her hair, you feel giddy.
“You're welcome, Miya!” You scream at her, adding supportive and excited words along to Jungkook's whistling by your side, happy to have a part in realizing one of your friend’s biggest secret desires.
The game goes on and you’re not really expecting anything when the bottle stops, questioning side pointed at Sunmi and answering at Jimin. You’re sipping on your drink, body weight already leaned in Jungkook’s side as that light buzz from the alcohol continue to flow pleasantly through your body. It’s only when she calls your name, your eyes meeting hers and finding a mischievous glint in them that you realize something is about to happen.
“Payback.” She tells you, a small wink being thrown in your direction before she’s turning to face Jimin again, who’s waiting for her. “I dare you to kiss Jungkook.”
And everything stops.
Your body is all but jolting from Jungkook’s side and straightening, eyes fleeting wildly from Sunmi to Jimin. Your mouth is parted in shock, never expecting she would do something like this, expose you like this. You do understand you kind of just did the exact same to her a few minutes back but, still. Your head in too much of a chill place right now to even imagine that she could do the same to you. You’re lucky you stopped drinking your vodka by the minute she called your name, otherwise you are sure you would have spat it right out or, worse, choked on it.
You feel Jimin’s eyes on you and when you look back at him, you can see that his gaze keeps flickering between you and Jungkook. His head is slightly tilted to the side, a small furrow to his brows as if he is trying to understand just what Sunmi might be implying. When you feel yourself swallowing, somewhat heavily and nervously, you can see a curious and dangerous glint flickering in his eyes. He licks his lips before his stare is shifting back to Jungkook. Fuck.
Jimin looks good. Too good. Black hair, glistening and gently red tinted full lips. The faintest smoky make up to the corner of his eyes. A collared printed loose white shirt with the first two buttons open, showing his collarbones and a silver necklace, tucked into the tightest of black pants, ripped and revealing a flash of his hard thigh muscles underneath, muscles that flex as he sits crossed legged on the floor. His eyes focused on Jungkook, turning velvety and half-lidded as he does. His head giving a little nod as they probably communicate something that you can’t follow.
You can't follow because you’re a little too caught up in watching Jimin, in imagining Jungkook there, on his lap, in how good it would look and you don’t even notice your reverie until Jungkook is chuckling, all low and rough, by your side and snapping you from it. When you hear him, your head turns to him, eyes widening and cheeks blushing furiously from feeling caught. As you stare at him, you realize it’s the first time you're watching his reaction to the dare. The dangerous smirk you see in his lips, the rising heat you feel simmering in his eyes before he leans in and presses a teasingly small kiss to the corner of your mouth, make everything burn.
When he backs away from you, is only to rise to his feet and walk to Jimin’s direction. By now, you feel everything you inside hammering and tightening. There’s instant arousal pooling in your belly, your core pulsing and warming. You never really allowed yourself to fully imagine this except in your subconscious, never thought that Jimin and Jungkook would agree to this. You know they had had a few kisses before, in situations like this one, but you have never witnessed it. Have never really confessed to Jungkook just what entertaining the thought of it could make to you either. The only person that really knew that was Sunmi, to whom you had confessed the dreams you had about them on a sleepover night in which you both had had too much wine, after she had just admitted to her own desire regarding Hyunah and Hyojong.
And then. Jungkook is kneeling in front of Jimin, sitting on his heels, a few inches taller than Jimin. You thank the universe right then for giving you a side view from the place you’re sitting, making you able to take in every little detail. And you do.
You take in the way that Jimin licks his lips, eager. The way Jungkook smirks, cocky and sure, as he tangles his fingers on Jimin’s hair, his other hand fisting the front of Jimin's shirt. Jimin’s arms wrapping around Jungkook's waist, defining it around his oversized gray t-shirt, pulling him closer. Their eyes are focused on each other and there’s an electrical spark there that you can see so clearly, so hot and thick that it makes your breath catch on your throat. You can’t believe this is truly happening. Fucking hell.
Like that, Jimin is turning his head slightly, looking directly at you and biting at his lower lip, a provocative and sensual smile spreading on his face. Eyes so dark and you feel too breathless, feel pure lust shooting down your blood, thick, running fast under your skin with a thrumming sensation to it. Heat coiling and twisting inside you. It's only when Jimin breaks eye contact and turns his head back that you notice that Jungkook’s eyes were on you too, a small wicked smile on his own lips before Jimin’s fingers are on his chin and turning his face to his.
Like that, Jungkook is leaning in and closing the gap between their lips.
Like that, you feel everything inside you tingling, pressuring and pounding. Pure need, want, pleasure blooming and bursting everywhere. You don’t even listen to the catcalling, whistling and crude comments exploding around you. Everything but them is white noise.
Their mouths molding against each other's and it looks perfect, so enchanting and so much more than what your imagination could ever have produced that you feel a small gasp of surprise leaving your lips before you can contain it. Their lips pressing light for a second before Jungkook is tugging at Jimin’s hair, pulling his head back and up a little bit. You can see the grin spreading in Jimin’s face, probably teasing Jungkook before letting him in and it makes something that feels like fire rush through your blood.
Then, Jungkook is pressing close again and their kiss gets deeper. He's tipping Jimin’s face and turning his own, seeking deeper and fast. Pulling a little back only for Jimin's head to surge forward and chase him, a small gap between their mouths that lets you see how their tongues are tangling for a flat second before their lips are pressing together again.
They look beautiful. The way Jungkook’s body is moving unconsciously closer and closer to Jimin's, hands fisting his hair tighter and his hips rising slightly, standing up from his heels a little bit. The way Jimin’s hands grip, digging in and easily closing around Jungkook’s small waist. It’s— it's pretty. And alluringly hot, all at the same time.
When they break the kiss, Jimin’s teeth is catching on Jungkook’s lower lip and pulling at it as Jungkook releases a surprised little gasp before lowering his hand from his hair and pushing on Jimin's chest to separate them. You notice how both their chests are moving up and down with a slightly added intensity to them. Both of their lips shining alluringly, a little reddened. Mouths slightly open, and so pretty, as they catch up their breaths.
Your mouth watering from all of it, whole body throbbing with desire. It’s too much. You pick up your drink and finish it in one go.
As Jungkook begins to walk back to his place by your side, one hand smoothing his hair and descending to his jaw, rubbing the skin there as he looks to the ground, biting his lips before he is raising his eyes to look straight at you, you're quick to raise yourself to your feet and walk towards him. He starts to say something, mouth opening with a small sound coming out but you cut him to it.
“No.” You rasp out, voice roughed up and as tight as your hand closing around his wrist, pulling him back, away from the circle and inside the house.
You ignore all the hushed murmurs, all the whistling. Your friends apparently divided on what is going on, if you tugging Jungkook away like that means something good or bad. And they don’t seem to be the only ones.
“Baby, slow down. Are you okay?" Jungkook is asking you, cursing a low shit at your back, as you simply keep pulling him, striding and pushing through the bodies on your way to the closest room you see, a bathroom, not stopping until you reach for the door. Thankfully it’s empty and you enter it quickly, harshly pulling Jungkook inside and closing the door behind you, locking it.
“Y/n?” He asks again and you can read him too well. Voice tinted with a hit of concern, a hint of arousal. His big round eyes searching your expression.
Instead of replying, you push your hands on his chest, hard, shoving him before your body follows, pressing his to the door. Your hand is reaching for his jaw, gripping tight around it as, like that, you will his head down. He follows you, easily, and you're quick to crash your lips together, taking the lead.
You kiss him hard and rough. Lips pressuring painfully, tongue taking and tangling with his so intensely that it has him moaning in no time. As the little noise escapes him, mouth opening and breaking the kiss, your teeth are catching to his bottom lip, biting it with some pressure and sucking it inside your mouth. Jungkook groans, raggedy and deep. At it, you start moving your hips, pressuring and grinding over his as his fingers wrap and dig in your waist with strength, pulling your body even closer to his, chests flushing. Your hand going back to fist at his hair, tugging at the roots firmly as you tip his head a bit and kisses him deeper.
Your hips rolling together, rubbing in all the right places and making you realize that Jungkook is already half hard and getting harder by the second. It makes a pleasant shiver run down your spine, realizing that he too was turned on by what just happened outside. That you weren’t the only one taking too much pleasure from that pretty little dare.
You groan over his lips as he grips you tighter and, in a fluid movement, turns your body around, switching places as he presses you to the door. His mouth descends to your neck, hands easily finding their way to the button of your pants, opening and ungracefully tugging them down harshly as he continues to nip, lick and bite at the sensitive skin, making you throw your head back on the door as you simply take all of it.
With your pants out of the way, Jungkook is looking at you with burning eyes, tantalizing messed up hair and heaving chest. It only makes you find it even harder to breathe as his hands find their way to you. Fingertips teasingly making their way up your inner thighs, prodding at the edges of your underwear. Your breathing getting heavier by the second and when Jungkook sucks harshly on your neck at the same time that his hand finally cups your wetness, the contact making yourself aware of how much moisture is there, you moan out his name.
“Jungkook— fuck.”
And Jungkook is pulling back, eyes thundering with so much heat as his vision focus on your lower region, hands gripping at the waistband of your underwear and pulling it down. After he does it, and it is pooling down on your feet along with your pants, his hand is gripping your waist and pushing your body further to the door. With the other, he moves his fingers slowly to your naked pussy.
He’s biting his lips, hooded eyes shining beautifully with pure lust and awe. It’s a lot. Your breath hitching in excitement as you look down too, keep on watching his long fingers as they lightly brush over the wetness in your center before pressing them down. You bite your lips, a small and shaky sigh leaving you, your breathing coming out through your nose in little hard puffs.
“Is all of this from the kiss? Fuck, baby." Jungkook asks, voice tinted with something akin to adoration and you feel yourself trembling under his touch. His index and middle finger rubbing over your entrance, digging in just slightly and coating themselves further with your moisture before they’re sliding the wetness up and up, until they reach your clit and press down on it. Giving it the smallest of rubs. Still, you’re moaning and cursing loudly, not even bothered that there might be someone out there by the bathroom’s door that might end up hearing you. Too caught up in the feeling of Jungkook’s fingers in you.
Then, his fingers are pulling back from your clit only to go down at it again, lightly, giving it a little tap. Adding a bit more pressure and strength as he does it again before he’s opening his hand, the next tap encompassing your whole core as he cups it. He continues the action, each new tap a little more certain and with a little more of added strength until they finally merge into light slaps. The noises the slaps make and the feeling of it all making your heart pound loudly by your ear, your moans turn into high pitched whines as you throw your head back on the door.
"All this for me and—" At this, his eyes are snapping up, boring into yours. "And Jimin?" As he says it, voice a bit shaky and marvelled as if he can’t truly believe it. At the same time, he gives you a stronger and rougher slap before pressuring the heel of his palm to your clit and rubbing it down.
If Jungkook saying Jimin’s name like that and in this context wasn't enough, everything else sure is to have you screaming a curse as you push your hips into his hand, rolling them and adding more pressure to where you need it.
"Shit, Jungkook.” You mutter, forcing yourself to level your head and look at him again. You find him looking at you already. Big round eyes so lust-filled and heated, flushed cheeks from the warmth being traded between your bodies and his expression so turned on that it makes you bite down a whine. You take a deep breath. Keep thrusting and rolling your hips in a slow pace, the heel of his palm digging deeper, pressuring more, pleasant shocks sparking through your body.
“Look who’s talking. Getting hard from one little kiss from him.” You manage to say, your hand reaching forward until your fingertips are tracing the outline of his hard cock through his pants, your body pressing closer to his until you can wrap your hand around it.
“I— Fuck, y/n." Jungkook moans as you squeeze him, his palm pressuring over you further and you gasp too.
“Think I don’t see how you look at him sometimes? Fuck, Kook. You look as if you could just eat him up. Just the thought of you two. God, I wanted to join you back there so badly.” Your voice is rough, finally dripping out all the want, all the bittersweet lust that you have been containing for so long. It’s cut out by a moan as he adds more speed to his palm, rubbing it a bit faster over your clit.
“You— Fuck, baby. Such a greedy, dirty girl.” He tells you, deeply and wrecked and you feel like you’re soaring, like Jungkook is too fucking perfect for you that you can hardly believe. You chuckle and it comes out a little bit wicked and rough. You love the sound on you.
“Isn’t that why we match, baby?” You tease, slightly breathless, a smirk creeping up your lips. Your free hand moving to his head, gripping at the hairs by his nape, forcing his eyes to yours. Your other hand still pressuring and rubbing his clothed length.
“You're such a little slut too, aren’t you?" As you ask, you pull your hand back from the outline of his clothed cock and give it a light slap. Another, a little bit harsher, follows it quickly.
Jungkook actually whimpers at your words, a small broken sob breaking through his lips at your third slap. Everything inside you tightening and curling further at his reactions, making you want to positively wreck him.
"On your knees for me." You tell Jungkook, voice incredibly tight.
And he does as he’s told.
“Good boy.” You sigh as you watch him on his knees for you. Those big eyes staring up at you with so much desire and heat, consuming you entirely. It's always a sight that makes your own knees want to buckle. You rest your body weight further to the door and place your hand back on his hair, gripping for some balance. His own hands coming up your legs, trailing slowly upwards until they are gripping at your thighs, massaging them leisurely and teasingly.
“What do you want, baby?” He asks you, words dripping silkily and warm from his tongue. You try pulling his head forward and closer to where you need him as an answer, but he fights back against your tugging in his hair and remains still.
“Wanna ride your face.” You tell him, a whiny quality to your voice.
Jungkook smiles, wickedly and good, pleased with your reply. He hums, as if in thought, fingertips digging in your thighs but the touch is light, not half as strong as you need it to be.
“You think you deserve that?” His tongue is poking the inside of his cheek before he tilts his head to the side and asks you. His defiance making something in you boil.
“After that little show you gave me and how wet you made me? You gotta take care of the mess you made. Don’t you think so?” You reply, hard and demanding. Tugging strongly on his hair and pulling him closer to your pussy. He goes along a few inches, a small hissing sound as he bites his lips at the strength you're using but you can see the pleasure from it as it explodes through his eyes.
“What if I don’t wanna?” Jungkook asks again. A big grin still displayed on his lips, curling in the corner. The brattiness in his tone and in his expression so hot and so inviting that you feel yourself pulsing again, clenching around nothing. So wet and warm and ready.
“Hm, baby wanna play hard to get tonight? Is that it?” You ask back and Jungkook nods once, biting his lips. A special glimmer to his eyes, his breath hitching slightly and you know what it means.
Your free hand comes to teasingly rub over the side of his face, fingertips dancing around lightly and you watch in awe how the excitement starts filling and swimming in his eyes, how he sucks in a breath and holds it in. Waiting.
You pull back your hand and raise it down, slapping him across the face once with moderate strength. A throatily gasp as he takes it and closes his eyes in the process.
“Look at me.” You order and he's quickly opening his eyes wide as you release your hand from his hair and strike him again. This time, he is biting his lips, a little muffled noise leaving him.
“Think I don’t know how big of a slut you are, puppy? How badly you want this, hm?” At each question you give him another slap, harder than the one before, his head going to the side slightly only for him to eagerly get it back in place for the next one. Eyes zoning out in yours and they’re dripping heavily with pleasure, already glassed as he forces them to stay open. And they keep pleading you for more.
“Let me hear you, bun.” You ask, voice dropping to a tone a bit softer because fuck Jungkook looks so fucking good like this that you feel it squeezing in your chest at the same time that it’s making your pussy drip even further for him. It’s unbelievable.
You slap him again and, this time, he moans. Throatily and loud and open. Beautiful.
You bite your lips at the sight, at the sound. He's so beautiful. Your fingertips coming down to lightly caress his burning cheek, gently trailing the red blooming in there with adoration.
Jungkook is looking up at you with some impatience dancing around his face, wide glassy eyes shining and pleading, body slightly shaking underneath your palm and it makes you shiver pleasantly. He’s biting his lips again as he waits for you. You raise your fingertips and tap them over the skin in a slap manner, but incredibly light.
“Harder. Please.” Jungkook mutters out, lowly through a shaky sigh. Big eyes staring up at you as his chest heaves bewitchingly. His skin is already holding that pretty reddened shade that makes you want to kiss it and you don’t think you can do much more of this.
“Last one, okay?” You tell him and he nods, eagerly. You smile. “Such a good boy, puppy. So good.” And you give it just how he wants it, striking him hard across the face one last time.
“Fuck.” Jungkook moans out, drawled and ragged, the slap echoing loud in the small bathroom as his body shakes strongly, beautifully and he instinctively bucks his hips into nothing.
You align his head back, fingertips slowly caressing the flushed side of his face.
"Okay?” You ask him, a little smile to your lips at his blissed out expression.
He swallows down, heavily. His jaw working and locking. His stare so intense and determined, something changed in there as if a switch has been turned on and you know him too well by now to know what's coming. It makes your blood thrum under you skin with excitement.
“Turn around.” Jungkook tells you, voice dark and dangerous and it sends a little thrill down your spine.
It gives you a small and pleasant rush to bite your lips, to look down at him all innocently and shake your head in a silent no.
“I said turn around.” His voice comes snappier and rougher this time as he gives a harsh slap to the inner side of your thigh. You gasp at the feeling, loudly.
Before you can really do anything, Jungkook is raising himself from the ground a little bit, gripping your hips tight and turning you around. You stumble a little bit, your feet stuck to the clothes pooling by it, but Jungkook's hand on you keep you steady until you’re facing the door, hands splayed there by the side of your hips.
“Gonna play with your pretty ass now.” As he says it, he slaps one of your ass cheeks, hard and good and then the other. You moan out. The feeling of his big hands on you, making your skin burn and tingle pleasantly like that, so incredibly perfect. “Sounds good to you?”
You nod but it appears not be good enough for him, another slap meeting your skin in a demand.
“That’s not how you answer me when I talk to you.”
Your eyes rolling back when his hand meets your other ass cheek, again, before his fingers are gripping tight at the muscle there and squeezing.
“Y-yeah. Want you to play with me.” You reply.
“Good girl. Bend.”
The praise followed by the order in Jungkook's rough and demanding voice makes your head spin. Everything inside you so so tight and hot and so ready for him to take apart.
His hand pressuring on the small of your back and you know what he wants, so you're kicking your feet back a little bit and bending yourself, your head down, pressed to the door and eyes closed. Waiting expectantly as you also support your hands by your sides on the door. As Jungkook spread your ass cheeks and leans in, you gasp loudly.
His tongue peeking out to litter kitten licks at your entrance as you whine, already trying to thrust your hips back on it, to push it down inside you.
“Behave.” He warns you, a loud slap to the back of your thighs.
You whine again, but Jungkook seems to take mercy on you, tongue pressuring more strongly over your core, licking a big stripe from your middle up to your ass and you moan loudly, your hands shaking slightly as they try and fail to find anything to grip on the flat door, when his tongue rolls around your puckered hole, pressuring down slowly.
You positively scream when he gets two of his fingers inside you and curls them, pumping them in and out in a slow pace while his mouth is still playing with your ass, teasing and rolling over the hole.
“Fuck, fuck. Yes.” You moan, unable not to push your hips back and Jungkook seems to let you get away with it this time.
After a minute, he is sliding his mouth down, taking out his fingers before he starts eating you out. His tongue merciless as he swipes it over your core over and over again, thrusting the tip inside before pulling it back out, again and again, and it's maddening how he’s teasing you, making you plead for more, please and only after that is that Jungkook is gripping your ass cheeks, nails digging harsher in your skin, before he is pushing his head further and his tongue is reaching inside you. So wet and deep and so, so good.
“Ride me like you wanted, baby.” He backs away a bit and tells you, voice muffled as his hot breath fans teasingly over your core with each syllable he pronounces, goosebumps rising on your skin.
“Yes.” And you do. You turn your head to the side, open your eyes to look down at him. Brown head between your legs and waiting for you. You start snapping your hips forward and back while he keeps still, letting you fuck yourself on his face as he licks you, flicks his tongue provokingly and teases it inside you skilfully.
There's someone knocking on the door, forcing the door handle and complaining something. It startles you a bit, jumping a little but as soon as your head understands what’s the new noise is, you don't care, couldn’t possibly. Just continue fucking yourself in Jungkook’s face, hazed by the pleasure you’re feeling and seeking.
Soon, though, the contact begins not being enough for you. If Jungkook isn’t really moving his head up to meet you, from this position you can't really make his tongue go as deep inside you as you want. So you’re whining, frustrated, as you keep trying, snapping your hips further down and faster, but failing to get him deeper.
Jungkook notices, as he always does, and he is pulling back from between your legs.
“What’s up, baby?” He asks you as if he doesn’t know the answer, a teasing quality to his voice and smug grin on his shining lips. You revel in how his words come out between harsh and shaky puffs as he tries to catch up his breath.
“N-need more, please.” You ask, eyes focused on him, on the wet mess prettily spread on his lips, down on his chin. Shining alluringly under the bathroom lights. It makes you want lean down and kiss him, lick him clean. You don’t, screaming out his name instead because he’s smirking at you as he thrusts two fingers inside you. Harsh and deep. Once, twice, curling them before he is taking them out and pushing another one along.
When, with his other hand, he teases the pad of his index around your rim, while he's still fucking you down three fingers up to the knuckle, you feel your eyes rolling to the back of your head.
“So greedy, baby. My fingers down here aren’t enough, hm? Want your pretty little ass fucked too?” He asks you and you push your hips back to meet the thrusts of his fingers, moaning as his they go hard and deep inside you, curling just right.
“Yes, please. Please, Kook.”
“Since you asked so nicely.”
And then Jungkook's little finger is reaching down, wetting itself on the mess you keep on making, before reaching up and pushing slowly inside your ass, barely any resistance as he starts to thrust it slowly, slowing down the pace of the ones in your pussy to match it. And you feel so incredibly full. So impossibly good that you feel your pussy starting to twitch and contract all over Jungkook’s fingers. Your eyes are shutting back and you're moaning, loud and ragged.
“Feels good?" Jungkook asks you, voice rough and tight and you want to scream.
"S-so good. So full.” You drawl out and he groans at you, fingers gaining speed as they keep on fucking you.
Soon enough, he is trading his little finger for his index, pushing it up and down your ass along with the three others in your pussy. All hard and fast and you know you’re positively screaming now, his name leaving your lips over and over again and you feel everything inside you just about to explode.
“Rub yourself for me, sweetheart.” Jungkook tells you and when you obey, fingers finding your clit and rubbing it fast and rough to the pace that Jungkook is setting behind you as your hips keep snapping back and forth to meet him, it really doesn’t take more than a few seconds for your vision to go black.
Your walls contracting and squeezing all over him, a broken sob leaving your lips and they remain parted as you gasp for air, legs shaking and knees bending down a little bit while you force your legs to stay up, Jungkook’s hands still busy fucking the life out of you. The waves of pleasure ricocheting and burning through you so strong that you have to remind yourself to breathe, curse after curse leaving your lips, all broken, high pitched and beautifully wrecked.
“B-baby.” You tell him when you feel oversensitivity kicking in and Jungkook is carefully taking his fingers out of you, finally rising from his knees and wrapping his hands around your waist to help you stay on your feet.
He nuzzles your neck, kissing a little spot just under your ear.
“If only Jimin could hear how pretty you sound coming like that, baby.” Jungkook whispers and you whine, a shiver breaking through your whole body as you feel every hair on your neck standing up from how rough his voice sound, how breathless he is and, especially, from what he is actually saying. “How you good you fucking taste. Can you imagine me kissing him after he has made a mess of himself between your legs? Bet you two would taste so good together, don’t you think so?”
“Fuck.” You grunt out, unable to do anything but curse, still coming down from your high but the image Jungkook is painting making you start to feel all needy again. Unconsciously, you're bucking your hips back, meeting Jungkook’s hard cock and he hisses at the contact, bites your neck harshly. You can only imagine how painfully hard he is by now, still strained inside his pants.
“Kook, come on.” You tell him lowly, roughly, pushing your hips and pressuring him again. You feel as his hands leave your waist, quickly working his belt and pushing his pants down.
When he holds at your waist and presses himself to you again, you feel his wet and hard cock in the crack of your ass. He moans at your neck as he rubs himself there, up and down in the middle of your ass, picking his cock with one of his hands and slapping it over there once. He hisses at it. Hits it again and again and you’re feeling yourself clenching once more, wanting to be filled by him again. Jungkook is too much, fuck. You crave him too much. Luckily, he appears to crave you just the same.
You feel as he backs away from you and you don’t look back but still are able to hear him fussing around his pants, working a condom packet open before rolling it quickly down his length and hissing lowly at the contact.
When he presses close to you again and you push your hips back at him one more time, he is pressing you back, away, positioning his cock and pushing the tip inside you. You’re so wet from yourself, from his mouth and now he’s about to mix it all inside you. It makes you feel so dirty, so good.
“Go on.” You tell him, sensing that he’s waiting, worried if you're still oversensitive but his words, his touches have already got you all worked up again. You need him.
And Jungkook gives you him. Pushing his cock all the way inside you and groaning loudly as he does.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” He almost screams. “Not gonna last long, shit. Got me too worked up.”
“It’s okay.” You assure him, hips starting to move in an indication of what you want. “Fuck me.”
He starts a slow pace, thick cock dragging up and down your walls so pleasantly, making you feel so full that you can’t help the moan in the form of his name that escapes your lips. And then, Jungkook’s head is leaning closer to your neck again, his forehead meeting the door by the side of yours.
“Just imagine. His cock stretching you, opening you for my cock to fill after he’s done. Making you feel so used, baby. So spent. In the best of ways. How does that sound to you, hm?” He whispers in your ear, voice raggedy and rough.
You snap your hips in an instinctive reaction to his words, getting Jungkook’s cock deeper inside you as a dragged out fuck tears itself from your throat. There's consuming heat spreading all over your body again. Jungkook is too good, so good to you. Fuck.
“Y-yeah.” You moan out, shaky, as his hands tighten in your waist and he picks up his pace.
“You taking us both into your pretty little mouth. So hungry for cock you don’t even know which one to give attention to. Fucking your throat so good you’ll feel us there for days. Filling your mouth with so much come you’ll drool it all over yourself, like the pretty cumslut that you are.” He continues and you can hardly breathe by now, snapping your hips and encouraging him to fuck you harder, faster, because you need to come. His words and the visual he’s giving you taking you further to your edge again.
You open your mouth and try to speak, a broken and wet sound leaving it before you swallow and try again.
“I— I had a dream. Fuck. His pretty lips around your cock, baby. So—oh, so full of you. His warm cock inside, stretching you and—and filling you so good while you fucked me.” You tell him brokenly as he keeps thrusting inside you, remembering the most satisfying wet dream you have ever had in your entire life. Knowing now it couldn’t possibly ever match to the reality. If Jungkook can overwhelm you like this, make you feel like this, only by kissing and mentioning Jimin's name, you can’t even imagine how you’d feel with both of them.
Jungkook groans and moans loudly at your words, his cock twitching inside you and his pace getting harsher, more erratic.
“Shit, baby, yeah. I’d love that.” Jungkook tells you, so perfectly wrecked and airy that you actually whine at his words, wants him to wreck you completely.
“God, you’re always so good. So good. Fuck, y/n.” Jungkook grunts, bites at your shoulder before he adds more strength to his pace, hips snapping so hard, going so deep inside you that you feel your whole body shaking as he fucks you.
One of his hands creeping up from your waist to wrap around your throat.
“Shit. Fuck. Just like that, baby.” You tell him, voice breathy and your approval makes Jungkook tighten his hold and pressure just right, just the way you like. Reducing your airflow and making your head dizzy in the best of ways.
You buck your hips back and keep meeting his pace, mouth open as you gasp for airy. Your hand going down to test your clit for sensitivity and, finding it pleasurably responsive again, you begin rubbing yourself.
It doesn't take long before Jungkook's cock is twitching inside you and you feel close to your own high. You purposefully start clenching around him, trying to make him feel as good as you can.
“Come, baby. Come for me.” You tell him, voice coming out broken and raspy from the choking.
Jungkook moans out your name over and over, pace completely erratic behind you, nails digging strongly on your hips and fingers pressuring a little bit more around your neck as he blindly chases his pleasure. Your own fingers on your clit rubbing fast circles, pressuring down.
And then he is grunting, loudly, a scream arising from it as he starts coming and it doesn’t take more than a couple thrusts before you're following him right along, contracting all over him as keeps on fucking you, giving you all he’s got. You feel your knees bucking, your whole body shaking with reverberating, exploding pleasure. Your senses numbing, your whole body tingly and pleasant as a choked and raspy moan escapes your tightened throat, Jungkook's fingers finally releasing it.
A few minutes later, when you both are properly breathing again, Jungkook having cleaned both of you and after redressing yourselves, you find him smiling down at you.
Eyes still a bit glassed and fucked out and his face still a little red from the slapping. So pretty. You reach up to kiss his reddened cheek. Litters one, two, three gentle kisses there before you're backing away and watching his eyelashes flutter open beautifully to watch you again.
“We talk more later? About, uh, Jimin?” He tells you in a small, slightly unsure voice. Eyes struggling a bit to keep eye contact.
“Of course, baby.” You answer him, hand reaching out for his, wrapping around it and squeezing reassuringly.
He nods at you, a bashful smile spreading on his lips.
There’s excitement running thick all over you but you swallow it down. Bite the grin that threatens to split through your face.
“Let’s go back now.”
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