LIQUID STARS | jjk
pairing: fuck buddy!jungkook x f. reader (feat. bam)
genre: angst, smut
word count: 11.8k
summary: to seal the deal, you give jungkook what he wantsโyour kiss, your cunt and your virginity.
playlist:ย liquid starsย /ย pinterest board:ย wine
warnings: size kink, heavy dd/lg themes, provocation, dry humping, dirty talk, mentions of porn, oral sex (f. + m. receiving), multiple orgasms & countdown, dom/sub dynamics, reader has daddy issues (like the writer), first time, jealousy, inner child healing, plushie used during intercourse, jungkook fucks her numb & dumb, praise kink, cum eating, pet names and the establishment of a title, bondage, raw sex, tummy bulge, desperation, pain felt during intercourse, squirting
note: as difficult as it was to write this, i'm immensely thankful. this changed my life; it healed me and i'll dream about it for a long, long time. i was as exhausted as oc once i finished this, because i truly did give my all. everyone, this is part four to my series 'wine' and therefore the very end. this is the very beginning of jungkook's and oc's relationship. can be read as a standalone as there aren't any quirks from the other parts (except for bunny), though if you wish to read them now, now is the perfect time. now you can see the beautiful gradual development of their relationship. please, enjoy as you read and let me know your favorite parts bc i need to talk about this. heed the warnings as there are dd/lg themes that can be uncomfortable for some. thank you! and thank you for all the love on this series. i'll never forget it. i love you, guys. สษ
side note: give some round of applause for 3D daddy provider jungkook everyone!! he deserves it!!!
Silky lilac bows adorn the tops of your pigtails that cascade down in loose braids, sprawled on the cotton of his pillow and on the soft belly of a bunny plushie. There are still traces of sunlight left on the bedding, which dissolve, little by little, into nothingness as the large star goes down, saying goodbye. Itโs lightweight, the atmosphereโhomely almost. And much to your surprise, you feel relatively at ease, despite the fact a man lies on top of youโa man you have a certain liking for.ย
It was natural for you to end up here and you, yourself, wished for it, even. Deemed it was only right after the man took you around for a walk while his silly Doberman guarded each and every step both of you had taken in sync, especially so when he persisted in buying you a small plastic ring of the same bunny youโre lying against. He didnโt even forget about his own canine friend waiting outside patiently like the obedient dog he is, and fed him the snackies he got for him as soon as he returned from the shop. You swore Bam was as giddy as you when he received his gift.ย
Now the ring glints in the last rays of the sun. His, too.ย
While yours is as white as the cloudy morning sky, Jungkookโs is as black as the drowsily dozing night sky. You think itโs the perfect contrast between the pair of you. Not that you should be noting these things, considering youโre just friends. But his skin is satiny soft, painted in impressionist tattoos, while his muscles, that his well-fitted T-shirt graciously allows you to see, are strong. Youโre sure he could just lift you and throw you around without much of a strain. And it certainly doesnโt help that heโs such a striking image of pure beauty. How could you not notice these intertwinings when theyโre this lovely?
You like himโwithout a shadow of doubt. Can feel the call of an emotional attachment forming the more he studies your skin with the tip of his index finger, embellished with the Miffy ring, and itโs owed to the fact youโve never been touched this way before. No one has ever come this close, no one has ever been interested in the moles scattered upon your shoulders, in the veins that make the pathway to the column of your neck. No one has ever gazed twice at themโbut Jungkook?
He hasnโt stopped looking at them ever since he laid you down in the middle of his bed.ย
How could you stop such a call? Such a lull, such a magnetic pull. You know you should, but for the meantime, you simply donโt want to. Canโt lose this moment, canโt lose this once in a lifetime opportunityโ
Jungkook presses his lips against the prominent mole in the center of your left shoulder. Those pretty, puffy lips, closing against your skin, the smallest dart of tongue swiping past. It shocks you for a moment before the feeling dissolves beneath, adjusting within the freshness of your system. How could you refuse such dynamic poetry, expressed against your own forlorn body? When itโs so blatant that itโs natural, that your body willingly accepts it without a fight.ย
You couldnโt.ย
Stretching your fingers between the thick strands of his hair, you close your eyes to savor the feeling of being wanted. The movement of his mouth, going even as far as to the first vein rooted in your armโfollowing it with those half-closed pillows. Up, up until he finds the line of your collarbone. Jungkook pauses there, simply breathes against you before he interperses little pecks there, nibbles and gentle swipes of tongue. The lining of your top wonโt let him go further down, so he changes directionโrelies on the pathway of your veins to guide him to your neck. And thereโฆ at the first contact, you grip the roots of his hair.ย
His kisses and nibbles are much harder here. And whatโs worse, he takes the sensitive skin into his mouth and sucks. You fail at containing the whimpers that break out of your mouth and Jungkook reacts to them. Hums ever so deeply, rocks his hips against the mattress. You wish you were a bit bigger so you could feel the collision, but youโre just so small compared to his large form. You imagine heโs writing down the poems collecting inside of him with each cursive roll of his tongue. Wonder if thereโs enough paper on your skin for all his words.ย
โYou sweet little thing,โ Jungkook coos onto the crook of your neck, dragging his lips up and down before he stops at your jaw. You feel the warmth of his breath and his body heat seeps into yours, creating unity, blackening the ink. It feels strange, it feels so new. Brisk and springlike, like fresh air in a stuffed room. You want to stay here for a long time, tasting the wholeness of spring captured in him. You want his words to flush you red with the tinge of the entire sunlight that opens the buds of flowers during all seasons in a loop. โCan I kiss you?โ
You havenโt gone beyond the innocent touching of hands with him. You brim with a tight feeling of thankfulness that he asked you such a graceful question, although something else steals your attention entirely.ย
โLittle?โ you say, the smile on your lips pulled so taut that it quivers ever so slightly. It makes you crazy that he calls you that, but you play the game. Revel in it. โWhat do you mean little? Iโm bigger than you.โ
Jungkook cocks his brow at you, mouth falling into a lopsided grin. He sits back and you feel a whiff of coldness pass by the perimeter of your body, as if someone opened the window and let the winter air in, when itโs just his brief distance that caused it. The forming attachment in you tenses and before you can think about your actions, your hand finds his knee, his thigh and traces slow patterns there. Jungkook suddenly squeezes your waist, surprising you, and the ecstatic fluttering of butterfly wings break havoc all over your body. The solidness of his hands, their weight, their firmness, giving life to your body, meaning. You note how his fingers touch when he has his hands enveloped around you like that. And the inkling that your body matters in his hands like that slips into your mind, spreading through its axis.ย
You bite your lower lip. A small ache begins to grow in your intimate parts. Itโs so nice to be wanted, to be considered good enough to be touched, to be kissed.ย
โYou? Bigger than me?โ Jungkook squeezes your waist again. Sucks in a breath through his teeth. Smiles softly; in a way that you find unbearably endearing. โNo, youโre just little. Just a tiny, little bug. So tiny in my hands.โย
For the breath he inhaled, you exhale it.ย
He leaves his hands there when he bends over you, hovering his lips over yours. His weight, his heat. You sigh against him in relief, in a newly blossoming excitement that heโs back again. You spread your legs wider, feet grazing his calvesโ
โLet me kiss you, please.โย
Youโd give in, but the game is just so pleasurable.ย
Your laugh is but a breath. โYou wanna kiss me?โย
You exhaled, he inhaled.ย
โDonโt ask stupid questions.โ
โSince when do friends kiss?โ You cock your eyebrow at him just like he did, prodding your tongue on the inside of your cheek.ย
He hovers a little bit higher above you, hanging his head in defeat, sighing. Places his hands in fists on either side of you, caging you in.ย
โPremium friends do,โ he mutters, lifting his head, face all serious. You dig your toe into the toned muscle of his thigh, twirling sweet little circles, gliding up and down. Watch as his eyes lid and he tries to control it. โDonโt do that or Iโll fuck you.โย
Your body panics, but you will it to relax.ย
โDoes that come with the premium subscription?โย
Jungkook purses his lips, supports his weight on one hand as the other, the tattooed one, grips your jaw. He squishes your cheeks, bites his lip onceโseemingly ponders whether he should play your game or not before he lets go of your pout, but still keeps his hand there. He traces the shape of your lips with this thumb, feeding his desire to kiss you with scraps.ย
โYes,โ he utters. โKisses, orgasms, my dog. Itโs allโโ
Orgasms, not just sex. Orgasms.ย
โI get to take Bam?โย
Jungkook tuts at you. โYou get to take me,โ he corrects you. โThough, can even such a little thing like you take me?โย
Probably not. Definitely not.ย
โBut what about Bam?โย
He looks at you as if he couldnโt believe the words youโre saying, turning his head slightly to hear you better. Then, he scoffs, running his tongue across his lips swiftly, letting them express the enjoyment of your provocation by stretching into a smirk. He places his hand back on the right side of you, thinking over his words.ย
โBam is mine, but you can pet him. You can kiss him.โ You can hear the feigned venom in that word as he spits it and you grin, pleased with yourself. You enjoy doing this to him. โAnd if youโre good, Iโll let you take him out for his walkies.โย
You gasp slowly, fingers absentmindedly gripping his thigh. Butterflies buzz you with a mere hint of arousal and to convey it, you wet your top lip with the tip of your tongue. The dominance, the principle of proving to him whether youโre deserving of something. Your heartbeat quickens, reaching for him with each swell.ย
Oh, youโll be good. Youโll be good until heโs sick of it.ย
It seems heโs as pleased with himself as you were with yourself, reading your body language as he beams down at you, dimples poking holes in his cheeks. You want to stick your fingers there, pinch the skin at the corners of his mouth. Feel them, kiss themโ
โDeal.โย
Jungkook blinks at you. He most likely expected you to be difficult. You like the look of surprise on him. A sweet kind of glint perches itself upon his irises. Youโre at awe of how he manages to be so adorable and alluring at the same time. You could never understand it. You deem he must be otherworldly.ย
โA kiss to seal the deal?โ he tries, raising his brows, lowering himself to his elbows.ย
He skims his lips across your cheek, descending to your neck. Places one, singular kiss there. Lifts his head to hear your answer, a soft curtain of hair falling across his forehead.ย
You make a face as if youโre thinking about it.ย
Jungkook groans.ย
Itโs cold, the way he turns away from you and it startles youโbut then he slides his hands under your back and lifts you with ease, sitting you down on his lap. He moves you from the muscles on his thighs to the hardness of his intimate parts and you groan at the feeling of it. Youโre wearing an airy short skirt with tights and knee socks underneath, the barrier so thin that you feel the solid, thick shape of him right under your femininity.ย
You rock against him once. Jungkook lets out a sound akin to yours, fingers flexingโhands almost reaching for your behind before he decides against it and keeps them planted against your back.ย
He desires your consent. And that makes you feel light-headed. Tipsy on the wholeness of him, on the pleasure coursing through your body.ย
You rock your hips againโand this time, Jungkook whimpers.ย
You take your hands and, slowly, you make a pathway down his chiseled chest. He twitches against you when your fingers pass by his nipples, his body following and squirming along. And once you reach the definition of his abdomen, your hands rise and fall against its quickening movement as his lungs heave. Youโre mesmerized by his reaction to your touch. Itโs as if it was his first time as well and something about that makes you woozy, savage and absolutely feline.ย
And something about the way youโre allowed to do as you please, whereas heโs not, strengthens that state of mind, enriches it, thoroughly worsens it.ย
You want him.ย
It began with a ring and ended right here.ย
And the process of your decision starts at his hips, finalizes at the pebbles of his nipples and finishes completely at the sides of his neck. He gives you the same, if not better, reaction, his manhood moving against you, and itโs settled.ย
The giving of virginity to seal the deal, not just a kiss.ย
Hovering your lips against his, you slip your hand to the place where youโre connected to feel up the shape of him. You moan onto him, vigorous power seizing you, propelling you to wrap your fingers around him. The breaths Jungkook emits are desperate, tortured, wafting over you, intoxicating you. It fills you with confidence unlike any other that youโre able to coax such a thing of beauty out of himโthat you, the artist, have the upper hand momentarily while he doesnโt.ย
And he waits, depends on you. You want to cry due to how happy it makes you, due to the way it suffuses an empty part of you, left abandoned by someone who shouldโve taken care of it a long, long time ago.ย
Because of thatโif itโs kisses that he wants, youโll give him as many as his body desires as a thank you.ย
โYouโre so hard against me,โ you whisper.ย
Jungkook grips your waist hard.ย
โIf you want it, you have to seal the deal,โ he mimics your intonation, voice deep, tingling your tummy.ย
โI want it.โ You clutch both of your hands on his jawline, thumbs finding the invisible dimples.ย
โKiss me, then.โย
You whimper at the longing to do so. Your tummy clenches, butterflies inside swarm around andโ
When you close your lips against his top lip, they burst into smithereens. Jungkook sighs in relief, enveloping you in his warmth.ย
The kiss is hungry. You expected his first taste of you to be careful, contemplative, but he goes all in. Takes charge of the lip lock, swallowing you whole, moving against you, uttering low sounds that make your head spin and you just comply. Accept that youโre the one who submits to his craving and you find yourself liking it; find yourself wanting to deepen your submission.ย
You wrap your legs around his waist, your head tilted as you reciprocate all of those hard kisses. When he comes up for air, he just gazes down at you, out of breath. One hand still on your back, the other cradles your cheek. Thereโs something puzzling in his eyes, as if he was fighting something within. Youโre radiated by that energy, heavied down by it, letting him pet you like a puppy while you wait for the next step.ย
โYouโre so good that Iโm considering letting you take Bam out,โ he breathes, curling a wisp of your hair behind your ear. โSweet little thing.โย
He pecks you once. You grind against his manhood and as he shortly groans onto your mouth, you splutter into giggles. Behind you, as if he heard him, the dog peeks his head out of the door, giving his Daddy a questioning look. Jungkook chuckles.ย
โBam, house.โย
The dog leaves and Jungkook sinks his fingers into your hair, sighing. Kisses you, again without tongueโonly does what youโve allowed him, but you overflow with the desire for more. Heโs so considerate, so respectful and while youโre grateful for it, you want to break it. Your trust in him, made whole by all that heโs done for you, settled within you, made a bed in the sensitive parts of you that now shine. He doesnโt need to remain thereโyou want to go beyond that.ย
โTouch me, please.โ You look up into his eyes as you say it, willing them to see with all your energy how much you want him.ย
He rubs soothing circles on your back. โIf I touch you, Iโll fuck you, sweetheart.โย
You lift your butt ever so slightly and bounce down on him, your skirt furling. Jungkook moans, pleasing you to the core. Itโs bratty of you, but it serves him right for being so stubborn, so firm in his control. You want to break him.ย
โCanโt you see how much I want that?โ you purr, bunching the cotton of his T-shirt in your fists.ย
He merely shakes his head, licking his lower lip, fucking with you. He tugs on one of your braided pigtail, the other hand gliding to your hipbone. โThis little girl is horny? I couldnโt tell.โย
A yellow light, sleepy in nature, spills through the blinds, latching onto the side of your neck. His eyes flick to it and his teeth sink into the wetness of his lip. He looks back at you when he says, โwhat was it that made you horny? The neck kisses?โย
He straps both of his hands to your hipbones now, adjusting you so your sweetest spot rests against his cock, rocking your hips like he wants them to. He swallows down his noises, makes room for yours. You figure he wants to hear them.ย
You think about what made you horny. His respectful behavior. An electric spark spasms in your core at the memory and you roll your body against his at the impactโnipples pebbled, grazing below the hardness of his pecks. You moan loudly. He breathes heavily, canโt for the life of him contain that, gripping you with strength that will surely leave bruises. You add it to the list.ย
His controlโthe momentary, delicious lack of it, too. The dominance that follows it. His noises and how unrestrained he is when it comes to them. The allure and the attractive charm of his looks, blended with that insufferable cutesiness. His hard cock. The neck kisses, too, of course.ย
You summarize your answer and you tell him, โyou.โย
A hitch in his throat. โFuck.โย
Fuck, indeed. Fuck the steady rhythmโJungkook speeds up your movement, the pace so fast your pigtails and your ribbons bounce, tits following suit. Your breath falls in step, moans echo within the walls of his room. He kisses you harshly, but that doesnโt silence you. He swallows your noises down, grunting.ย
โYou wanna know what made me hard for you?โย
You nod your head, lips forming a natural pout at the loss of contact.ย
โThose fucking pigtails of yours. The knee socks. How tiny you are in my hands. Seeing you lose your fucking mind when I kissed your neck. Those marks I left behind, hm, fuck yes. Those marks made me crazy,โ he mutters, staring you down. โAnd you know what else?โย
You wait for his answer as white flashes blind you, your roaring orgasm beckoning you close. He doesnโt stop rocking you against him, not once. Fills your brain with emptiness with his words coated wet by his dominant energy. You feel your own wetness soaking the fabric of your panties.ย
โYour brattiness,โ he says. โI want to fuck it out of you and make a good girl out of you that wonโt misbehave again with her smart words.โย
A faint part of you, half affected by the pleasure he gives you, arises to stand up for you. โBut I was good and you said so.โย
He clicks his tongue, disapprovingly shaking his head. Slows down the pace so youโre able to hear him loud and clear, your orgasm backing away. โYou see the thing is with little bratty girls like you, even when they act good for me, thereโs still that dark little side of them that hides. Unless I fuck it out of them, they play with me. And trust me, I like the game until I donโt.โย
You frown at him, but a moan betrays you. A fight throngs inside of you, his dominance yet again permeating you, causing you to flourish, but on the other hand, you donโt like being added to the mix. You want to be the only oneโand it makes you angry that he had someone like you before you, that he even said it altogether. Though unfortunately, thatโs something you can only keep to yourself.ย
The forming attachment breaks, splitting into two, with the knowledge that your wish is futile. You understand he said it for the sake of the role-play that you both naturally, wordlessly established through sexual attraction, but you still have a lot of getting used to within the dynamic. Heโs experienced, youโre not. Though, when you think about it, he doesnโt know a thing about your purity. You never told him.ย
You blame yourself for your own pain. Itโs your faultโyou shouldโve had a conversation with him about it before you let him do anything to you, instead of playing flirty games with him. You wouldnโt have gotten hurt, if he knew you were a virgin. The thought of what youโve done stains you, makes you feel filthy, but you will it to kneel inside of you like a wounded animal. You need to be strong if you donโt want to storm out of his room in tears.ย
No attachment, no liking.ย
Just sex.ย
Thereโs still a frown to your face, despite the fact you set yourself free with your decision. Jungkook chuckles at it, oblivious to your internal storm.ย
โYou didnโt like that, did you?โ You didnโt like being compared to other girls heโd been with; thereโs nothing to be said of the like about the role-play aspect. Being called bratty did rouse a moan out of you. โYou prove my words right.โย
You roll your eyes. Jungkook grips your ass hard and spanks you. As the sting reverberates, along with it comes the realization you got what you wanted.ย
You broke him.ย
And now you have to face the repercussions.ย
Good thing youโve sobered up from the stupefaction of your arousal.ย
You cradle his face and kiss him deeply in effort to change the narrative. No feeling of affection from earlier hangs upon your heart and you find that itโs easier like this. No strings, no pain. It relieves youโso much that you sense a layer of lightness to your body and tiny, manageable tears well in your eyes. You get to enjoy this after all.ย
Thereโs radiance to your eyes, rooted in hope, and true softness to your words when you say, โI want you to fuck it out of me. I want you to be my first.โย
You want to be differentโyour pride is uninfluenced by your decision. If he fucks it out of you, the new narrative youโre longing for will fully take place and make living through this bearable. You know you canโt have him the way youโd like, but if fate wrote that youโre to have him this wayโyou donโt mind altering it to the little desires youโre allowing yourself to have.ย
Once in a lifetime opportunity. You canโt lose it.ย
Jungkook is left astounded by your words, eyes widening, shock evident on his features. Like your words, he softens, unclenching his fingers from your suppleness, the darkness in his irises making a way for gentleness to come through. He rubs the small of your back, hands ascending to your spine, feeling the clip of your bra, until he finds the nape of your neck. He holds you there, tenderly, as if you were a porcelain doll he now was careful not to break.ย
The change in his demeanor is stark. It surprises you as wellโand like everything that has happened within the hour, it isnโt something you expected from him. The emotion that emerges from the roundness of his eyes touches the hardness of your decision, tries to get through, pokes a gap inside, letting the light in.ย
He tucks his darkness back inside. Strokes the back of your head, the silky ends of your ribbons sifting through his slender fingers. You relax against him and your body does it for you. It welcomes his tenderness, glad for the truth to be out. You fight against itโagainst yourself, willing your decision not to break but remain firm.ย
No strings, no pain.
But to no avail. The light spreads. His light. Celestial twinkles of stars, small parts of him that make him who he is.ย
โYouโve never had anyone before me?โ he husks, regret glossing over his eyes, holding your head firmly as he awaits your answer. More stars spill like liquid.ย
You shake your head โnoโ, your chest tightening.ย
He kisses you and thereโs something different about the way he does it. Now you can sense the carefulness you searched for earlier and you taste the primal core of loving care in the movement of his lips. The kisses are long, deep. As if youโre a different person now, a girl unlike any of the ones he mentioned. Someone who matters, someone whoโs solid. Youโre back at the beginning.ย
A lump forms in your throat.ย
โYou sure about this?โ he asks.ย
One part of you, greater and illuminated by his stars, wants it gently like this, with flowers of innocence and purity besprinkled across his features, never leaving you out of his sight, taking care of you. But you fear that if you allow him to be tender, your heart will choose him again and cling to his side. The other, more faint part of you, affected by your decision, thinks itโs better to stick to the role-play, for thereโs the aspect of illusoriness that will not bruise anyoneโs hearts, especially not yours. It will make you horny, Jungkook will get you off and, glowing, youโll go home.
You canโt decide. Itโs too much of a heavy weight to bear on your shoulders. You canโt do it.
You need him to say the word. You need him to decide what will be the face of the trajectory of your premium friendship.ย
Flowery or deceitful?ย
A small candlelight in you hopes for gentleness and purity before your fear unfairly puffs it out.ย
โYes, Iโm sure. I want you.โย
Jungkook lays you down and, at last, you feel his manhood against you. He bends to pepper apologetic kisses along the column of your neck and you feel the authenticity of his regret, thrumming against you warmly. Your breath hitches in your throat, the principle of the candlelight in you not being a high hope after allโ
โIโm sorry. I shouldโve gone about this better.โ A kiss to your cheek; you stifle your sobs. โI shouldโve checked in with you, but I jumped straight in. This was a mistake on my part. Iโm sorry.โ
He blames himself, not you.ย
You want to remain stoic, but his authenticity beckons yours to come out and envelop him whole, gives access to your emotions and you canโt stop the miniature teardrop from flowing down the side of your nose. Neither can you stop the words that follow its footsteps.ย
โI shouldโve told you first,โ you whisper, sniffling. Jungkook furrows his brows at the expression of your pain in tender emotion, wiping it away. โBut I was badโreckless.โย
He chuckles softly, caressing your hair. โYouโre an angel. Sent to my side for me. You werenโt bad. I didnโt mean what I'd said.โย
His words, his touch, the kiss he adds to your cheek to punctuate his sentenceโJungkook erases everything that has just happened.ย
Newness rushes in your chest, the pouring of spring into summer permeates your whole being. You hear the birds sing, the rustle of flimsy flower petals on tree branches as the warm wind grazes it with its touch. Jungkook seals this feeling by pressing a kiss to your sternum.ย
He said it, so it must be so. You trust him.ย
The firmness of the cage around your decision unlatches. Doesnโt fly away like the birds. Is a little bit afraid of peeking out. The candlelight returns to light up the room around that cage, blossoming into the sun.ย
โWe donโt have to do anything, if you donโt want to,โ he says, looking up at you from the place where he dragged your top down to kiss your skin.ย
The sun rays in you absorb all of the darkness. The firmness extends one wing.ย
You run your fingers through his hair. Figure the only thing the summer in you is missing is the heat. You want him, you want sex and you donโt want to think about feelings or consequences. You donโt want to choose between anything anymore. You just want to enjoy yourself.ย
โI meant it when I said that I want you to be my first,โ you say, fingers curling around his ear. Jungkook leans into your touch and itโs as if heโs massaging the wing to alleviate it from a cramp due to being tucked in for so long.ย
โOkay,โ he sighs, taking your hands and pinning them on the pillow and bunny above your head. He sits up, examines you and you wonder if he can see how truly fragile you feel. โDo you trust me?โย
Heโs had half a year of going out with you, mingling his life with yours, spending money on you and treating you like an absolute treasure to build your overall trust. And what he did just now? How he erased your pain? Your nod is immediate; you donโt need to think twice.ย
โOf course I trust you.โย
โGood.โ A soft smile. โIโll make sure your first time will be beautiful for you.โย
Your heart thuds. His words steal all the breath in your lungs, smoothing out the surface of your body for his stars to fill. Tears prick at your waterline.ย
โAre you scared?โย
Youโre an empty canvas.ย
โNot anymore.โย
Jungkook nods, gladness pulsating off of him. โIโll be here the whole time. I wonโt leave you, not even once, okay?โย
โOkay.โย
He finds the zipper on the side of your skirt and yanks it down. โHow many times do you wanna come?โย
The ridiculousness of the question makes you laugh and you hide your face beneath your palms. โTo be honest, I donโt expect to come at all. It is my first time after all.โย
You marvel at the honesty seeping out of you. His work, no doubt.ย
Jungkook frowns, ridding you of the skirt, fingers hooking under the hem of your top. At the reveal of your pink, flowery, see-through bra, he stops altogether, stunned. He fondles the material, grazing over your soft nipples, at last reaching the embroidery of the small petals. He gasps in wonder, eyes flicking to your intimate parts to see if youโre wearing a matching set.ย
The same flowers adorn the suppleness of your tummy.ย
Jungkook smiles at his discovery. Is hasty as he drags the nylon of your tights down your legs, along with your knee socks.ย
โIโll decide how many times you come for me, then.โย
Heat pools in your femininity. There it is, the dominance that you love. Yet this time, itโs laced with his gentleness. Heaven on earthโa meadow full of flowers in the middle of summer. Like the ones on your lingerie.ย
Joy grasps your heart. โDo I get to know before you start?โย
Jungkook chuckles, pressing a kiss on your tummy. โWhat, you wanna count them down for me?โย
You asked just because, but the idea excites you. You nod.ย
Your response prolongs the rumble of his laughter and you feel its vibration as he kisses his way up to your clothed breasts. Youโd think heโd focus his attention on them, but he straightensโreaches for something behind him and retrieves your white knee socks. He bunches them in his hands and puts them on you as if he were dressing a child.ย
Paradoxically, goosebumps spread all over your thighs.ย
Smoothing the material over your thighs, he lies back down against you, lips latching on the spillage of your breasts that your bra gives him. While it feels dizzying, you still want to know the number. You poke him in the bulging muscle of his arm and in the process, you flush his cheeks red.ย
Jungkook pushes your tits together and licks over the line in the middle. The sight of the shine of his wet tongue against it drenches your pussy, ruining your pretty underwear, and you want him there, on your sweetest spot. Your nipples stand to attention and Jungkook listens to their call, thumbs brushing across them.ย
You mewl, grinding your hips against his stomach.ย
โTwo times when I eat you out; two times around my cock,โ he answers finally, awakening your butterflies. โHow many times is that, then?โย
Amidst the pleasure, you do the math. โFour.โย
โThatโs right. You think you can do that for me?โย
Youโre not sure. In fact, youโre not sure of anythingโlost in his touch, in his energy.ย
โI donโt know,โ you say, truthfully, skimming his face for a sliver of disappointment in his features.ย
You find none. Only tendernessโround, soft eyes, brown in the light he radiates, nose and mouth buried in your tits, sucking on the skin, making you feel good.ย
โThatโs okay. Weโll try together. Nothing bad is gonna happen to you if you donโt come as many times. Or at all. I promise.โย
Your chest clenches. You grab his face and kiss him, licking over his bottom lip before you slip your tongue inside. Jungkook grunts, rolls his own muscle over yours, tasting you, feeling you. He inhales sharply against you, once again taking charge of the kiss, taking each and every thought and negative feeling you had and crushing it to smithereens.ย
He lifts you and switches places with you, sitting you down on his lap with your back supported by his chest. He roams his hands all over youโtits, tummy, hips, sides and thighs while he busies his mouth on your shoulder. As your eyes follow each movement, you notice the marks he embellished your breasts with and your arousal growsโso much that you take his wandering hands and hook them under the waistband of your underwear, guiding them down your thighs.ย
Thereโs a change to his breath when his index and middle finger feels up the fleshiness of your cunt for the first time. Hard, raggedy and absolutely tormented. He glides those digits up and down your dewiness, listening for the squelching sound that makes his cock twitch beneath you.ย
He moans onto your neck, nose tracing the column on its way to your ear.ย โHow do you touch yourself?โย
A sudden shyness overtakes you and you turn your head, needing to hide in his neck this time. You remain silent, the words lodged in your throat.ย
Jungkook sees you.ย
โDo you rub your little clit from side to side or in circles?โ he questions, helping you answer.ย
โIโI like both,โ you whisper onto his skin, moving your hips so his fingers slip to your clit, the sweet spot where you need him the most. He grabs the back of your thigh and lifts it, spreading you open, meanwhile you chase the firmness of his fingers.
โJust like that, ride them,โ he husks, eyes dazed, fixed on the roll of your pelvis. โFeels good, doesnโt it?โย
Head on top of yours, you nod, never ceasing your movement, transfixed, just like him, by the constant way the pads of his fingers fondle your clit before dipping between your lips. The heat of the summer tightens in your lower belly and itโs a desperate litany of begging what your mouth utters, despite the fact youโre not really sure what youโre asking for, but you let him hear it. Youโre close, so unbelievably close, yet still have a road to walk on before you, and you close your eyes to feel the delight of his touch more deeply, only to find that you manage to do nothing of the kind.ย
When you sense his eyes on you and by instinct you reciprocate his stare, thatโs when you feel the depth you sought after. Mouth parted, pupils dilated, eyelashes a drowsy catastrophe, messy hair casting a soft shadow over the planes of his blissed-out face. You want to kiss him. You want to make him feel as good as heโs making you feelโ
โLet me do it now,โ Jungkook says hurriedly, sensing the nearness of your climax.ย
โYes,โ you croak out, halting the movement of your hipsโand โyesโ is the word that ripples out of your mouth a hundred, a thousand more times when he spreads you wider and rubs his fingers on your clit from side to side.ย
He feels the pleasure in sync with you, accepting all of your yesโ, twisting his face the moment yours does, quickening the rapidness of his hand once he switches to circles to carry you to your summer-breathed paradise.ย
And when you come all over his hand, he slips two fingers inside your hole.
He stills the buck of your hips.ย
You widen your eyes at the new feeling of fullness and, panicking and constricting around him, you look at Jungkook, who merely strengthens his hold around you.ย
โTrust me,โ he says, breathing heavily. He doesnโt move his fingers past his first knuckles; he lets you adjust to the size. Gives you a kiss full of tongue to distract you. โDoes it burn?โ
You begin to pant against his mouth, the high of your orgasm long gone. Youโre uncertain to count it as one when it was so short lived, ruined by the sudden plunge of his digits. But much to your surprise, you donโt detect any burn in your walls that he speaks of, which you realize was his intention.
โNo, it just feels a bit uncomfortable.โย
He kisses you again. You feel your lips go numb, eyes lidding at the pressure you feel as he sinks his fingers a little bit deeper and begins to move them sluggishly, your slick creating another ring for him around his fingers. You try to meet his thrusts as the visceral sensation of being filled by longer, thicker fingers settles within you and takes roots. You discover that movement is the key to parting the uncomfortable feeling and it steps to the side to let the pleasure walk forward.ย ย
Jungkook presses his palm flat against your clit, guides the pleasure to envelop your body when he plunges his fingers deeper, past the second knuckles and fucks you in swift jerks. Your mouth falls open in a silent moan and he fills in the sound, expressing his fiery delight for you at the clench of your walls against him, accommodating for him, for his desire to stretch you out, so when he finally enters you, no pain comes to greet you.ย
Deeper and harderโyes, thatโs what feels good. You roll your body, becoming waves of the sea as wetness and the build up of pleasureโseafoamโis all your senses wrap around.ย
โFeels good, baby?โย
His need to check in with you speeds up the nearing expansion of your orgasm. Pointer and pinky finger digging into the skin of your backside, you watch the in and out motion, the digits coming out wetter and wetter each time.
โFeels so fucking good. Iโm gonna come. Iโm so close.โย
Itโs quicker. Way quicker than your first tiny orgasm. He slips in and out of you so smoothlyโyouโre obsessed with the sight, ravaged by it entirely. You grind your hips and fuck yourself back, picking up the pace but slowing down instantly when you feel yourself at the peak of your climax.
You want to prolong it. You love the feeling too much to end it too soon.
Jungkook stops your movements fully.
โI want to be the one who makes you come,โ he murmurs. โI want to be the one who fucks your brain out. I want to feel you squeeze around my fingers. Fuck, I want it so bad.โย
His hand drifts to your neck just to hold you there, the other, the busy one, fingers you harder, your fast approaching orgasm blinding your senses. Your drenched cunt squelches around him, the sound so lewd it causes you to seek comfortโyour hand flies to his on your throat, fingers wrapping around his wrist, the tip of your pointer reaching the fat bulb of bunnyโs head on his ring.ย
Harder and faster. A scalding fire burns you and you just take it. Loll your head back against his shoulder, giving him the space to grip your jawline. Flames grow closer and closer, leaving a layer of sheen on your body in its wake. You feel the sudden need to pee.
โOh my god, Ggukโโ Your muscles tense. Close, so close. โGguk, Ggukโโ
โWhat, baby? Whatโs the matter?โ he husks, squeezing your neck once. โYouโre gonna come for me? Gonna come on my fingers?โย
You nod quickly, too quickly. Flames of the sun, licking you. Flames of the summer heat. Just what you wanted.ย
Jungkook opens your jaw, swirling his tongue around yours. โLet go. Come for me. You can do it, I got youโI got you. Come for me, baby, please.โ
Obeying his desperate order, you do.
A small stream of your pleasure, a faint fountain, trickles out of you and into his hand. He gasps, in unison with your whimpers, and youโre transmitted elsewhere. The wildly colorful, blooming meadow on a hill, overlooking the languorous sea and heโs there. Reaches behind himself. Offers you his hand. The wind ruffles his black hair, sweeps it back and youโre giddyโas giddy as Bam, as giddy as you were in the moment the slid the white bunny ring on your fingerโto take the last two of his slender fingers, the pinky and the ring, and sit with him by the edge of the cliff.ย
โDid so well for me.โย
The whisper takes you back and you awake.ย
Youโre different. Incandescent. Of life, of stars and its light, of growing fondness for the man you sit perched on the lap of, whose fingers still remain sheathed inside of you. He changed you. Perpetually, absolutely. He changed you and made you into something new. Something that is softer, more elegantโsmaller but assertive. Alluring and kind. Indisputably good.ย
He fucked everything negative out of you with his fingers. Left the vast canvas of stars inside of you.
Youโre no longer a plain spread of cotton, but a living, breathing artwork. His artwork.
Once he fucks you with his cock, you wonder what further internal changes are going to occur within you.
You feel a great deal of gratitude for himโand you want to reciprocate all that heโs done for you. You want to work hard at it. Spoil him. Make him whimper. You believe he deserves it.ย ย ย
โYou finger yourself often? How come you took my fingers so well, hm?โย
Youโre panting, unable to speak. Absorbing the sharpness of the stars, acclimatizing to the change.ย
โI guess you do, huh?โ he deduces. โGood little girl, preparing herself for me.โย
For the life of you, you canโt catch your breath.
Jungkook kisses your cheek deeply. Pecks you on the same spot a hundred times, slowly taking out his fingers. Lets you see your slick coating his fingers and, softly, you gasp at the little ripples of wrinkles upon the tips of his fingers, mouth parting.
And then he sinks them into your mouth.ย
His hardness twitches behind you and you moan, your daintily bittersweet taste making your head spin. And when you look at him, youโre met with the utmost pink-dusted adoration painted on his face. You kiss it, inhaling it, letting it flow into your system so it suffuses your bloodstream, letting him taste you. You may not feel your lips, but the sentient poetry of the stars begins to sing in you. His stars. You feel like a flushed floweret visited by a bee. Spent, but happy.ย
Happy to be wanted.
Good, because he said you were.
As if internally intertwined with him, you feel the identical heat tinge your cheeks.ย
He says nothing as he lays you down and spreads your legs back to the way they were. Though when heโs graced with the sight of your bare cunt in all her glory, his face says everything that his mouth isnโt capable of. Hunger and tortureโlips agape, corners of the mouth shiny with the rush of drool and Jungkook wipes it away, then lowers his fingers to your clit, to your lips, becoming more acquainted with this intimate part of you that no one had seen before him. He traces your small hole, even going as far as to your other, tinier hole and you yelp, stopping his exploration.ย
Jungkook merely chuckles, eyes darting to yours. โYouโre so pretty.โ You grow so hot that you think you must be on fire. โEspecially there.โย
You mewl, shrinking, hands looking for anything to hold and finding his bunny plushie. You take her into your arms, inhaling a scent that could never be hers. You recognize immediately whose it is.ย
Musk, vanilla, wood.ย
The thought of Jungkook cradling her while he sleeps moves you and you pout.ย
โHow we feeling?โ he asks, still caressing your fleshy cunt, dripping with dew.ย
Overjoyed. Overstimulated.
Heavenly.
โGood.โย
A foxy smile. โHow many orgasms was that, hm?โย
You donโt know where your shyness comes from and why it chokes all of the words you want to say. You bury your face in bunny for a moment, taking a breath to fight against it, so you can please him because thatโs all you yearn to do.ย
You open your mouth, but no words come out.ย
Jungkook stifles a laugh and it makes you feel terrible. And itโs worse when he leans over to kiss you, turns his head at the last moment and faces bunny.
โBunny, how many times did she come?โ he asks her, offering her his ear to hear her answer. Looks at you. Widens his eyes. Gasps. โTwo,โ he mouths. Listens some more. Nods. โI know she thought she wouldnโt come at all. Crazy, right?โ Then he lets out an endearing sound. โShe said sheโd believed you could do it the moment you said it. Sheโs so happy for you. How cute,โ he coos.ย
You giggle, the bridge in your throat loosening, light flooding you, over and over, until you think you canโt take any more of it. You feel so full, so happy and the sensation threatens to pour out of your tear ducts.ย
It heals something within youโthat he treats you like this at your most vulnerable state. Your inner child flares, the stars the strength that fixes her stoop, helping her arise, stand straight, stand powerfully.ย
He smiles down fondly at you. โSo what number are we at?โย
You hide your face behind your hands. โTwo.โย
โWhat did you say? I didnโt catch that.โย
You drop your hands and with as much energy as you can muster, you repeat the number.ย
He purrs, caressing your cheek. โGood girl.โ As a reward, as if the praise wasnโt enough, he kisses you deeply. โWill you let me taste you?โย
You swallow his desire, but speak up your own, โI want to taste you first, please.โย
Jungkook hums, curses under his breath. He straightens and kneels before your form, fingers pinching the back of his T-shirt and pulling it over his body. You catch the sight of his broad shoulders, of each dip and muscle, and your irises grown in width. Him ridding himself of his clothes dishevels his hair and as he untangles his arms from the material, he smiles down at you, noticing your stare.ย
He caresses the back of your thigh before his hand flies to his hard length. He palms himself once, then continues to undressโtugs his sweatpants down to his knees, though he doesnโt bother himself to fully take them off. The shape of him is more prominent through the fabric of his white Calvins, the bulge of his mushroom wet and pellucid, and you sit up, hand itching to touch him, to join his in making him feel good, but he cups your chinโforcing you to look up at him.ย
He swipes his thumb over your lips. โYou want it?โย
You nod. โSo bad.โย
Jungkook curses again, the sound low and rough.ย
โTouch it,โ he orders and both of your hands listen, wrapping around his girth, squeezing beneath the head of his cock. The thickness of him makes you see the light of the stars that you sense fluttering feverishly inside of you. Your mind is too empty, too washed out by your orgasm, by the change that you donโt even think about how youโre going to take him. Jungkook hisses, tilting his head back before he looks down at you intently. โYou did this before?โย
Youโve never seen one in real life before, let alone touched one.
โIโve never let anyone get this close.โย
Jungkook strokes your pigtails. โHow come you know what to do then?โย
Instinct or memory from porn you watchedโyou donโt know, it all blends together within the fuzziness of your mind. And you tell him.
โI watch a lot of porn.โย
Jungkook smiles coyly and it strikes you. Youโve never seen him smile this way before or, even, feel this way before. All you know from him is dominance, dominance and dominance.ย
You release him from the confines of his boxers and repress your gasp. His ever glistening tip reaches just below his navel and the thickness of his girth obscures most of his pubic hair. Along with the sound of your surprise, you also have a hard time swallowing the saliva collecting in your mouth.ย
โI want you so bad,โ you whisper, needy eyes looking up at him. Shy, too shy to let your gaze linger at the most intimate part of him.ย
He sucks in a breath at your words, hissing. And you need him inside of you all over again.ย
Fuck fuzzines in your mind. Youโre fuzzy all over. Wrecked with nerves, suddenly. Your hands tremble, hovering in front of his manhood. Jungkook covers them with his, soothing you, and guides you to his shaft. Wraps your fingers around him. Doesnโt let go.ย
The feel of him under his supervision is slow. He allows you to take in every ridge of him, every veinโthe softness of his skin, the warmth and the weight. Round after round, up and down, until you get familiarized with him. A trickle of his male essence drips down the side of him and your tongue instinctively darts out. Like your hands, Jungkookโs breath shakes and he anticipates your next move, despite the fact heโs in charge.ย
Heโs been patient all this time, giving you the time you needed. But that hardly applies when you have him in your hands, when you own his neediness. His whimpers while he waits coax your slick out of you, soaking the bedding beneath you and you canโt take it anymore.ย
Neither, evidently, can he.ย
โBaby, please,โ Jungkook croaks out. Tortured, so terribly tortured. Grip tight and clammy around your hands.ย
So vulnerable.ย
You ache.ย
You lick up a stripe of his essence on the side of his cock and Jungkook shudders. Shifting onto your knees, you show him the milkie on the tip of your tongue and Jungkook pulls your hair, tilting your head back. Kisses you nastily, licking into your mouth. Moans, lowly. Then, he holds his girth at the base and pushes your head.ย
When you take him, a mewl ripples around the thickness of him. His eyes roll back and his grasp of your hair tightens, burning your scalp, adding to the fire. He lets you feel it out; lets you figure out what to do, testing your knowledge from the porn youโve watched. And the tensing of his stomach divulges his strained effort not to fuck your mouth.ย
You go slow about it. Swirling your tongue around that rosy head of his, along that delicious ridge, licking a flat stripe across that line of his slit. Getting to know him in all those intimate places, relying on your sensesโon them to tell you what he likes. Your hand begins to move on its own, gliding back and forth in tandem with your tongue stimulating his sensitivity. You try not to think about how you can barely fit him in your mouth, because if you doโyouโll ruin his bedsheets.ย
But then Jungkook hums in approval, sending a gush of wetness out of you and you whimperโyou whimper at the worsening ache you feel, at the helplessness that pools in your system by being just so filthily wet and horny.ย
He moves your hand faster. Breath jagged, bedroom eyes zeroing down on you. And thenโ
Jungkook moans your name. Over and over, clenching and unclenching his hand on the back of your head.ย
โDonโt have to teach you shit,โ he spits. โYou just watch porn all day, donโt you? Naughty girl.โย
Losing control for a split second, he rams his cock into your throatโand you donโt panic, you donโt yelp. Instead, you groan.ย
He pulls you away from him with a sharp tug. Kisses you harshly. Shoves you down into the pillows with one push on your sternum.
Bending you in half, he drinks your cunt. Lips immediately suck on your needy bundle of nerves and itโs so fast you donโt even know which part of you heโs focusing on because heโs everywhere. Clit, hole, clit, holeโsucking, licking. Alternating, alternating so swiftly and deliciously that you completely lose your mind.ย
And then he lifts your hips and holds them in the air, wanting you to see what heโs doing to you. Like you, he darts out his tongue and teases you, hovering the muscle above your clit. Shiny, nimble, capable of doing unspeakable things to you. He watches as your pussy drools for him and he chuckles darkly. Tongue lowering to collect it, but unlike you he never does it. He lets the dew trickle down your skin.ย
โCute little pussy. So wet. Wetter than when I fucked it. You liked playing with me on your knees, didnโt you?โย
With your fucked out brain, you donโt think itโs taunting what heโs doing. You deem itโs just him reveling in what heโs able to do to your bodyโin the fact that he owns it, that he teaches it new things. The glint in his dusky, lustful eyes proves it.ย
Jungkook drags a long stripe on your clit, making your eyes flutter closed and your teeth to sink into your bottom lip to cage in your moans.ย
โTalk to me.โย
You canโt. You donโt know how to talk.ย
He stares you down.ย
No answer from you. Just hard pants. Pussy drooling.ย
โI wonโt play with you, then.โย
Panic. โNo.โย
He cocks a brow at you. โNo?โย
Silence.ย
He begins to lower you down but you grip his forearm.ย
โJungkook.โย
Bent over above you, head low, he merely flicks his eyes to yours. Duskiness, such blackening duskiness in those orbs.ย
โBeg.โย
All your muscles tense. Wetness gushes out of you.ย
Lucky for you, that word he wants is the one you havenโt forgotten.ย
โPlease.โย
โPlease what?โย
You groan in frustration.ย
โBe nice orโโ
โPlease, lick me.โย
That dark chuckle. You feel yourself becoming obsessed with it.ย
โWhere?โย
A challenge. Your throat dries up.ย
โThere.โย
He shakes his head disapprovingly, making a sound that expresses just how much he didnโt like that.ย
โTry again. Last chance, little girl.โย
The loving smile on his face says everything about how that threat is feigned. You hear it tell youโyou have as many chances as you need. Heโs merely encouraging you to step out of your comfort zone.ย
And something about that mellow, hidden kindness gently ushers you to do just that.ย
โLick my clit, please.โย
A hum. A long stripe on that sensitive, thumping spot. A roll of his tongue forward and backward.ย ย
โLike this?โย
You choke out a moan.ย
โYes, please.โย
โOrโโ He blows on you, causing you to tremble. โLike this?โ
He shakes his head against you briskly, not yet at a full tilt. Just like his, your body shudders in his hands and he tightens his grip on your supple hips. You canโt take it, the pleasure is overwhelming andโ
โLook at me,โ he orders and you open your eyes, immediately. โLike this?โย
Jungkook adds more pressure and rapidness to the movement, leaving you glazed sweetly in the sheen of his saliva. He moves your hips up and down on the firmness of his tongue and you scream, taking a strong hold of his hair.
โOh my god, yes, fuck, Daddyโโ
Shocked, Jungkook groans against your pussy, slowing down to ingest what your mouth has just uttered. Itโs more than natural to call him by a title like this, instinctual, innate. It fits him so well and it drenches your pussy, your slick amalgamating with his liquid love. Youโre certain he feels the rush.
Your Daddy.ย
You roll your hips against his tongue. Dark and more dark, those eyes of his. Bottomless pit.
โFuck yes, call me Daddy again.โย
The whimpers you let out are pathetic and Jungkook shudders at them, groaning. You whine the title over and over again, a verdant, dreamlike litany of your feminine sexuality pampered, cared for, supervised. Jungkook accepts the gravity of it all, each declaration propelling him to suck your clit harder, bruises forming on your hips from his deathly grip, black eyes never leaving yours, hypnotizing you.ย
And when you come like this, itโs unification what happens.ย
Youโre bound to him and heโs bound to you.ย
Daddy and little girl.ย
Throughout your sexual experience today, you had a hard time accepting things but thisโthis is something that slept inside of you all your life and just now has been awoken to a flickering canvas of bright stars. You feel it blink, adjust to the piercing light, before it smiles dolefullyโhappy to be conscious, happy to be caressed.
Jungkook kisses you and takes his time. The taste of your femininity, the fresh coldness of your change, the strong wine of his desire. Youโre drunk. Youโre slurring your mewls.ย
And one thing about unification, itโs a mirror.ย
You swallow down the same mewls, uttered by his throat.ย
โDaddyโs gonna give it to you,โ he whispers, adjusting between your legs. โWill be gentle. Youโre safe with me.โย
He rakes the tip of his length along the entirety of your little sea-kissed seashell.ย
โYou want it? You want Daddyโs cock inside of you?โย
Jungkook looks into your eyes deeply as he asks you that question, the tip ready at your significantly smaller hole. He peppers kisses along your jawline and chin.ย
โIโm scared itโll hurt,โ you murmur, brows furrowed.ย
He kisses your cheek, the corner of your mouth.ย
โWeโll chase the pain away,โ he promises.
Your frown deepens.ย
โBut what if it doesnโt fit?โย
You expect him to chuckle, but he does no such thing. He absorbs your worry by kissing you tenderly. Then he glances at your body. Remembers he never took off your bra and fixes his mistake.ย
โYou may be small, but you were made to take me,โ he says and your heart skips a beat; you wonder if he understands the gravity of his words as they take roots within you, rising to bloom into splendid flowers. โBesides, my dick is tiny. You wonโt even feel it.โย
It is so far from the truth that you burst into giggles. He laughs along with youโa mirror reflected.ย
Stars and flowers. Sea and freshness. You were made to take him. You trust him.ย
He kisses your breasts, licking over your nippleโbut briefly. Holding his shaft, he asks if youโre ready. You nod, your fingers desperately searching for his and Jungkook notices. Sinking slowly inside of you, he grabs his bunny plushie and tucks her into the crook of your elbow.ย
Thereโs a pinch of pain, blended with the feeling of discomfort as your walls stretch around his head.ย
Seeing it painted on your face, Jungkook draws close, enveloping you and bunny in his heat. Pushes a little more in. You wail softly, the pain intensifying. Fear intermingles with your features and Jungkookโthe worry in his countenance makes you almost weep.
โHold onto me,โ he says, brows scrunched, soโso serious. โRelax, baby. I got you.โ
You hook your arms around his neck, bunny sandwiched between your chest and his. Jungkook saves this time to let you adjust around him.ย
โI know it hurts,โ he whispers onto your mouth, index finger, the ringed one, stretching to graze your cheek. โJust relax your muscles for me. Itโll feel good soon.โย
You nod, trusting him.ย
He pecks you. Smiles.ย
โHow many orgasms are we at?โย
You roll your eyes, your own smile threatening your lips. โThree.โ
Jungkook hums. Pecks you again. You feel your walls loosening, little by little.
A smug smirk. โYou didnโt expect that, did you?โย
โYou obliterated my expectations.โย
โJust wait until I fuck you properly.โย
You blush, eyes twinkling.ย
โPretty girl.โ He kisses you and you feel your attachment forming again, though this timeโnewly. As light, as free as an entanglement of seaweed upon seashore, you and him. Connected. Bound. No fear, not even a hint of it. โI heard you watch porn.โย
Your flush deepens. Jungkook sinks a little deeper. A faint painโnothing bad.ย
โWho told you?โ You laugh, the sound ridding you of your shyness.ย
But Jungkook grows solemn.
โTell me what kind you watch,โ he whispers, angling his head to give you a tiny kiss.ย
Your cheeks hurt from the smiling, from the onrush of emotions within you, sloshing to and fro. You feel hot all over.
โThe one where all the focus is on the girl,โ you whisper back. โThe guy uses all kinds of toys on her and she just takes it. Comes so many times and thereโs a countdown for it.โ
Humming, he begins to nibble on the skin beneath your jaw, making your breath shallow. He pushes in another inchโand the pain is worse. You tighten your grip around him.
โAnd how many times do you come when you watch it?โ Deep, deep is his voice, the calmness to your nerves due to the pricking you feel.ย
โI donโt stop coming.โย
Jungkook swears under his breath and clenches his digits into a fist beside your head.
โAnd you finger yourself?โย
You nod, confidently. Another inch. He smiles at your confirmation of his deduction.
โHow many fingers?โย
You scoff. โJust one.โย
โWell done,โ he praises, kissing you once, keeping his mouth on you even as he asks, โready?โย
You nod, again, even though thereโs fright to your eyes. He sees it and he brushes his eyelashes against your eyelids while he kisses you, taking it all away. And he doesnโt stop, even as he pulls out and thrusts back into your heat. Gently, so awfully gently.ย
He didnโt break his promise.ย
Jungkook rocks his hips in slow, sensual, prolonged staccatos, moaning into your parted mouth. Youโre so focused on himโon the bulging of his muscles on the either side of your head, the broadness of his shoulders, the slick sweat dripping down his neck, right from the top of his tattoo; on the sheerness of his pleasure as he moves in and out, carefully so as to not frighten you, that the pain quickly subsides.ย
And there you feel it.ย
The sensation unlike any other.ย
He rams into you, seeing the wrinkle between your brows smoothing, the lust clouding your eyes as the delight spreads all over your body, bringing along little dots of goosebumps. The night sea, windless, still hot from the afternoonโs goodbye kiss. You feel itโand you feel it deeply, sinking inside of you with every inch of his manhood. So much that you meet his thrusts.ย
โThatโs it, baby. Fuck yes,โ Jungkook murmurs, enraging the waves within. โFeels good, doesnโt it? Being fucked?โย
Stars and its light. He picks up the pace, hooking your leg over his shoulder, entering you deeper and deeper, giving you more than half. The thrill of feeling so fullโyou curse, you moan, you canโt hold it in, even if you tried. And Jungkook coos at your conveyance of the pleasure heโs giving you, never lifting his eyes off of yours, off of your features, your emotions. Surveying you, controlling you, making sure youโre okayโmore than okay.
You sense the pressure coil deep within your core, the sense of your climax approaching and youโre astonished at how quick it is. You halt your own movements, needingโwanting him to be the one to get you there, the one who owns your orgasms.ย
โGguk, Gguk, fuckโโ
โI know,โ he breathes. โIโm gonna make you come all over my cock.โย
He fucks you harder, making you cry out. Deep, deep staccatos, so different from the slow, languid ones. You canโt catch your breath, the sea within you sloshes violently and thenโ
Softly, you sprinkle him with your fountain of pleasure. Not enough to drive him out, but sweetly enough to force him to groan against you and pound you harder into the mattress. Continuing as if you hadnโt come.ย
You donโt have the time or the space to think about what just happenedโhe fucks each and every thought of you.ย
โMy little squirter,โ Jungkook mutters, kissing you. โOne more, baby. One more for me and Iโll paint you with my cummie. Hm, you want that?โ Youโre gone, flung out of this world into a tranquil island. The palm trees, the sea and his cock. Your emotions are numb, body limp. All you feel is his cock, ramming and ramming into you. โOr you wanna swallow it for me like a good girl?โย
โSwallow, please,โ you croak out and Jungkook makes a sound of approval. Rewards you by giving you the full thing, filling you balls-deep.ย
โYou feel me?โ He kisses you, tugging your bottom lip with his teeth.ย
Glorious, glorious delight. You canโt breathe. Too much.ย
โI feel youโโ You lift your head to look down where youโre connected. โIโI feel you in my stomach.โย
Sitting back, he lifts your hips and palms the bulge just a little bit above your mound. Feels it move under him once he resumes fucking you. He replaces his hand with yours, keeping you distracted as he undoes the ribbon in your hair and ties your wrists with it. Right there above the bulge, where he fucks you. Then he latches onto your hips and jackhammers his cock into you, watching as your tits along with bunny bounce with each slam.ย
โYou look so pretty like this, tied up for me, taking all that Iโm giving you,โ he says, thumbing your clit, making you cry out. โSuch a good fucking girl for me. Iโm bringing you up so well.โย
โDaddy,โ you call out and Jungkook nods.
โYes, thatโs right. Daddy is fucking you so good.โย
White flashes. Seafoam. The pressure in your tummy deepening and deepening. The roar of the night sea and your body followingโyou come all over him, painting him iridescent with your dewiness. His joggers, dragged halfway down his thighs, his boxers are all ruinedโpelvis, thighs and cock glistening. Itโs such a beautiful image to you that it suffuses you with energy and you begin to speak.ย
โPlease, come for me.โย
Surprised, Jungkook chuckles. โDonโt you have orgasms to count down?โย
The ever persistent need for control. You kiss him, slip your tongue into his mouth to shut him up and you struggle against your ribbon, for the feeling of kissing him without your hands makes you feel iffy.
โFive. I came five times for you just like you wanted,โ you whisper. โYou fucked me so good. Iโll never forget it.โย
And itโs the truth.
Jungkook pecks you once deeply, humming into the kiss. He pulls out of you and whilst he strokes his cock, his fingers tug down the ribbon around your wrists. You take your place on your knees, gazing with awe and hunger at his shiny length. And as if he needed it, he plunges his fingers into your mouth for more lubrication. Then, grabbing your jawline gently, he pulls you in towards his cock, letting your lips play with his tip the way you like it as he jerks himself off. You flick your tongue under the ridge of his head and his length twitches, stunning you. You do it again, more rapidly, and you donโt stop until Jungkook begins to tremble. Pulling him inside your mouth, then out, flicking faster and faster. Repeat.ย
Jungkook grunts.ย
โYes, like that, princess. Fuck, Iโm gonna come for you.โย
He announces it, but it still comes as a surprise when the first rope of hot cum spills onto your flushed cheek. You suck him harder for a moment before you stick out your tongue, eyes flick up, as he empties his balls for you, his hand never ceasing the swift tug on his length.ย
And he just keeps coming. Rope after rope. Liquid star after star.
And you swallow it all.ย
Spent, sweaty and breathless, he helps you swallow it. Dragging his fingers to the places your tongue canโt reach, he feeds you his cum and you suck on his digits. Your heart thuds in your ribcage, especially when he begins to play with your tongue, smiling down at you in that dopey way.ย
He pats you on the cheek once you show him youโve swallowed it all.ย
โGood girl. Good little princess.โย
That you are. A changed person for all eternity.
โIs your tummy full?โย
You nod, beaming vehemently up at him, the aftertaste of the bitterness of his liquid stars still wafting through your senses.
The three forbidden words rise in your tongue, even though you donโt believe themโyou think itโs just the opulence of new emotions and experience that forces those words on your tongue. But they remain adamant when he bathes you clean, when he brushes your hair and gives you his clothes to wear to bed. They provoke you right there on the tip of your tongue when he gives you his zipper hoodie to wear on his balcony once you tell him you need a smoke and he joins you, giving you his pack of cigarettes.ย
And they come off the edge, in a different form, when you tell him of how he changed you while you hold his hand and he caresses your damp strands with a cigarette propped between his index and middle fingers, kissing your cheek. The smoke fixes a makeshift halo around both of your heads. One body, one halo. Bound.
โYouโre such a lovable person, Gguk.โ
What you donโt know is that those mere words changed the entire trajectory of his life. Yours, too.
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