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College senior jungkook took interest to freshman yn

(I think this would be so good if there’s manipulation and dumbification in it)

ok im thinking best friends jungkook but make it college - got it :3

nerviosa

that time your cousins boyfriend, jeon jungkook; college senior, took a certain interest in you, a college freshman.

word count: 8.622

warning: slight age gap, power imbalance, naive reader, she's just a girl frfr, manipulation, affair/cheating, corruption kink, dry humping, dirty talk, breast play, nipple sucking, car "sex", fingering, kissing/making out,

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The sweet aroma of cinnamon could be considered amazing and something you’d want to consume entirely. Yet it was still a spice with a bitter taste if taken in large amounts. Your relationship - if you can call it that - with Jungkook was only sweet in theory, but bitter in reality.

Much like cinnamon.

Loving Jeon Jungkook was sudden. It happened in a blink of an eye,surprising your own self entirely. The way your body would warm when he was around. The way you couldn’t wait to speak with him whenever he and you were in the same room - so much so that you would count the minutes until he did.

Loving Jeon Jungkook was also bitter. It had consumed you entirely, having you fall into a black hole that was him and him only. It had chewed up your heart and spit it right out. It left you feeling lonely.

Cold, lonely and painful.

And yet, like each and every time Jungkook had shown you who he was, your heart, of course, refused to believe him. He came back into your life time and time again after ignoring your existence when certain people were around, only sparing you a longing glance.

You supposed you couldn’t blame Jungkook more than you blame yourself. Jungkook was a taken man and the person he was taken by was someone you knew far too well. Still, your heart continued to pound rapidly whenever he was around. Your body would warm whenever his eyes flicker to yours, the hair on your skin rising. The way he’d lick his lips and offer you a small smirk - that’s where it always started.

“You’re mad at me.” Jungkook murmurs, leaning against your closed door. You’re sitting on your bed, a book open in your lap. You try not to look at his exposed arms and at the way they’re flexed.

“How so?” you respond, glancing back down to your book.

“You’ve been ignoring me.” Jungkook responds. You’re underneath your covers, but it stops at your waist. Your tank top is loose at the shoulders and only one strap is down your arm. “All week.”

You decide to close the book and place it onto your night stand. You grasp your phone and open an app. You decide to dim the lights in hopes of him not fully seeing your expression

You offer Jungkook your full attention now. “Where’s my cousin?”

Jungkook snickers softly. He leans away from your bedroom door, making sure to lock it before he does, and comes closer to you.

“Why?” Jungkook asks, at the foot of your bed.

“She’s your girlfriend.” you respond. You have yet to tell Jungkook to leave like you should have. You should have stopped yourself from the beginning, but you didn't.

“I’m aware.” Jungkook rounds the foot of your bed, “She’s mad at me.”

“I suppose that’s why you’ve come to me.”

Your tone is sharp, Jungkook notes.

“That’s not true.” Jungkook retorts. “You’ve been ignoring me all week. You walked right past me as if you didn’t see me.”

Your eyes watch as Jungkook sinks down onto your bed. His hand lays on your covered leg, squeezing it a bit.

“What do you suppose I do?” you shrug your shoulders. “Sit in your lap in front of everyone?”

You wish you had the passion like your cousin does. To speak your mind and tell anyone off. You wanted to punch the smirk right off of Jungkook’s face and tell him to get out of your room, but you couldn’t.

“Of course not.” Jungkook tilts his head a bit. “But I missed you. You haven’t missed me?”

Jungkook knows the answer. The way you bite your lip, glancing at the sleeve of tattoos on his arm. He enjoyed the way you’d trace them at times, fascinated with how much he had.

“Can I get a kiss?”

Your eyes snap to Jungkook . Your attempt at a glare is cute to him, but you’re far too slow in dodging him. You being underneath the covers gave him an advantage. He throws himself onto you, wrapping his arms around you. His nose slides across your cheek and dramatically, he inhales. “You smell soooo good.” he hums before his lips press to your cheeks. He kisses up your cheek, to your forehead, to down the next cheek.

You couldn’t help the bubbles of laughter falling past your lips. Your attempts to be upset with him were failing miserably. This is something you hated about yourself - how little it took for you to forget about everything he’s done. About everything you allowed him to do.

Yet and still, you’re fully aware that you cannot be more angry with Jungkook than yourself as you allowed him into your life after fully knowing who he was and what his intentions were.

Your relationship with your cousin was similar to that of an older sister. She was always there growing up and filled the role as one - even if that meant being a total bitch at times. Still, you knew this was wrong just as much as her boyfriend did.

“Can I?” Jungkook repeats, tone lowered to a mere whisper. His lips are only inches away from yours. He knows full well that if he kissed you, you’d do little fighting. But this was Jungkook, after all, and he wants you to tell him to. To admit that even now, with your tiny glares and rebuttals, that you still wanted him.

“We shouldn’t.” you breathe, but you don’t push him away.

When you first met Jungkook was when your cousin had brought him along to a dinner she had invited you to. She had told you so many things about Jungkook - how handsome he was, how athletic and competitive he was whenever sports was involved. Apparently, he was a good cook and also an amazing singer.

That was nearly a year ago, you think, before you started the same college they'll soon be graduating from.

Your first impression of Jungkook was that he was one of those boys that was arrogant - and he fit the descriptions. The tattoos and piercings. The way he walked as if he was the main character, and in a way, he is. Especially with your cousin on his arm. There was no way someone like him was as golden as your cousin said - until you met him and he indeed was such.

“I’ve missed you.” Jungkook doesn’t make a move. His nose gently rubs against yours. “I went to the diner and got our usual all alone. The old lady asked about you.”

You snort. You became fond of the old lady who always served you and Jungkook extra pancakes because she thought you two were a cute couple. When you went to correct her the first time, Jungkook had wrapped an arm around you and kissed your cheek. Maybe that’s where he had you wrapped around his finger for the very first time.

“You took me to that diner because it’s far from anyone who knows us.” you retort, swallowing the lump in your throat.

“I took you there because it’s my favorite diner.” Jungkook corrects. “And when we first went, you needed something comforting.”

Your eyes close, the memory coming back.

Jungkook had found you seated all alone after one of his classes. You appeared like all the other freshmen, so burnt out already but still overachieving. You sat alone in the college’s cafe, books surrounding you and airpods in, though you weren’t listening to anything. Jungkook had come up and asked if you wanted to come with him to get pancakes. “Pancakes are best in the evening.” he stated, and before you knew it, you were in his car driving to the diner that you and he now frequented weekly.

“It’s just one kiss.” Jungkook’s weight was starting to crush you. “Or I’ll lay on you until you do.”

“You’re so frustrating.” you groan, but you cannot help the smile that forms onto your lips. “And then you’ll leave?”

Jungkook hums, pecking your lips. “Do you want me to?” he asks, going in for another intoxicating kiss, this time deeper.

You hum into his lips. You’re still beneath the covers and otherwise trapped beneath him entirely. Jungkook’s tongue forces your lips apart to glide right into your mouth.

You grunt. “You said one kiss.” you protest, but he knows you aren’t upset.

Jungkook smirks. “The first one doesn’t count. It was just a peck.” he states. “And if you wouldn’t have stopped me, then we would have still been having our first kiss.”

Your body feels the relief when Jungkook slides off of you, but now forces his way into the covers. You should’ve known that he wasn’t going to leave - yet you can’t expect him to if you never push him away.

Jungkook peaks at your pajama shorts. They’re fluffy and patterned with soft pink polka dots that he finds cute.

“You’re such a liar.” you snort as Jungkook snuggles beneath your covers with you, an arm wrapping around you to bring you closer to him.

“You can tell me to leave whenever you want.” retorts Jungkook, his arm bringing you closer to him. He inhales your scent and hums. “But we know you miss me just as much as I miss you.”

You hated how right Jungkook was. Your mind is screaming at you to let him go - to push him away and demand that you and he end this. Whatever this was exactly- but for one it was an affair. A pure slap in the face to your cousin who always brought him around you because she trusted you and him.

And you betrayed her.

But that knowledge doesn’t have either of you moving away.

“What were you reading?” Jungkook questions, his arm that's wrapped around you slightly caresses your arm as your head rests onto his chest. “One of your smutty books?” he jokes.

Your hand slams against his stomach and Jungkook cackles. “I’m just joking!” he exclaims. “I looked up that one book I saw you reading though…”

Your body warms, contemplating if you wanted to slam your fist into his stomach again. It wasn’t going to hurt him, but he’d know you were serious about attempting to cause him damage.

“…good girls like you shouldn’t read books like those.” Jungkook’s fingers lightly tap your arm, so much so that it causes goosebumps to form.

“What is that supposed to mean?” you scoff, but you cannot help the way your palms begin to sweat with nervousness.

“It means exactly what I said.” Jungkook’s finger continues to glide against your skin. “Those books are filthy. You’re too…” he hums. “...innocent.”

You’re silent for a few moments. You’re unsure of what to say in response.

“I’m not that innocent.” you murmur, nearly inaudible.

“Oh?” Jungkook chuckles. His hand stops caressing your arms, but his finger lightly begins to play with the fallen tank-top strap on your arm.

Your head lifts up so you can look at his face. He returns your look, a glint in his eyes that you cannot understand.

You lick your lips. “What’s funny?” you mumble, your brows knitting together.

Jungkook couldn’t help but laugh again. He doesn’t want to appear as if he’s laughing in your face, but he does find you cute.

“You’re just so cute.” Jungkook quips. “I can’t imagine you doing anything they do in those books.”

Your heart is jumping at how the conversation is steering elsewhere. Somewhere it hasn’t gone before.

Sure, Jungkook and you had developed something deeper than a regular friendship. You had allowed him to kiss you often; kisses that turned to makeout sessions. However, Jungkook always pushed himself back, pecking your lips a few times before it got any further.

“What do you do?” Jungkook asks. His fingers never stop toying with your tank-top strap.

“What do you do?” you repeat his question right back at him. Maybe it wasn’t something you should’ve asked - after all, everything he does has to be with your cousin.

Jungkook doesn’t respond, instead he continues to look at you. His gaze causes you to look away for a moment, pondering if this is a conversation you and him should be having. Specifically in this position, he and you so invasivly close to one another.

“I do a lot.” Jungkook speaks so suddenly that you almost miss it. You turn your eyes back to him, holding his gaze. “In these books-”

“They’re not all smut.” you blurt out and immediately regret it. Jungkook doesn’t laugh but his smirk is evident. “I mean…I read all types of stuff. Mystery books and stuff…”

Jungkook slowly nods his head. “I’m aware,” he responds. “I just want to know what they do in the books that are smut.”

You bite the inside of your cheek. “You’re not going to make me say it…”

Jungkook shakes his head. “I suppose not.” he hums. His fingers finally relax and for a mere second, you and him are still. That’s until he changes your position again. This time, you’re brought on top of him. He’s wearing jeans and he wishes he would’ve worn something to feel you better in.

That didn’t mean that he couldn’t feel you at all.

Jungkook grasps both of your hands and places them onto his chest, your eyes slightly wide with shock. Your thighs are on either side of his waist.

“Come here,” Jungkook uttered softly, tugging your wrist a bit. He slides his hands cooly away from your hands so they can lay onto your hips. He squeezes them as your face hovers above his, mimicking the position he was in not too long ago. “you can show me instead.”

You’re positive Jungkook can hear how fast your heart is beating. Your hands tremble slightly against his chest.

Jungkook decides to take the lead, pressing his lips to the corner of yours, pecking ever so slowly. He trails them down to your chin, then jaw until they reach your neck.

You shudder, your legs nervously shaking. His hands roam up your sides. If he meant to or not, his hands slipped beneath your tank top and pulled you closer to him.

“Jungkook…”

Jungkook’s hands stop moving. They’re warm to the touch and they stop at the center of your back.

“...what are we doing?” You couldn’t help but ask. You weren’t wearing a bra and his trailing kisses mixed with his hands caressing your skin had caused your nipples to harden and they were directly in his face.

“Nothing bad.” Jungkook responds against your neck. “I just wanted to show you what I do.”

The feel of your bare back shouldn’t be as enticing as it was, but Jungkook was just a man. Having something so soft, cute and delicate on top would drive anyone crazy.

“Unless…” Jungkook’s teeth grazing your skin. “...you haven’t done this before. Then I’ll stop.”

You feel the bottom of your tank-top ever so slowly being pushed up. Jungkook’s waiting for you to say anything - or do anything - to stop him.

“Have you done this before?” Jungkook voiced.

You bite your lip. “Y-Yes.”

Jungkook hums. “Then it should be okay then,” he responds. He continues to trail kisses from the side of your neck to your throat, hands pushing the tank top further and further up your back. “There’s nothing to be shy about.”

Your tank-top stops right beneath your breast, Jungkook waiting for you to say something. Anything.

“We shouldn’t…do this.” you whisper. You hadn’t noticed how tight you were clenching Jungkook’s shirt until now.

“Is it because of her?” Jungkook asks. He allows his head to fall back against your soft pillows so he can look you in your eyes. “Are you going to tell her?”

“No!” you exclaim. There was no way you could ever tell your cousin that you’ve gone this far with her boyfriend. The question itself was ludacris and even the thought of it made you want to throw up.

“Neither will I.” Jungkook speaks. “It can be a secret you and I share, right?”

You aren’t able to answer before Jungkook pecks you on the lips.

“Whatever happens here…” Jungook’s hands move from your back and instead focuses on your shoulders now. The straps are already down and it’s nothing to further pull them down. His eyes never leave yours. They’re daring you to stop him - to push him away and be adamant that you didn’t want to do this.

You remained silent. Even as Jungkook fully pulls the strap from your arms and begins to push your tank-top down, you don’t say anything. “...stays here.” Jungkook finishes, his eyes flickering down to your now exposed breasts. “Okay?”

This was wrong, you think.

But you nod your head slowly, watching as Jungkook offers you a curt smile before his hands engulf your breasts entirely.

You yelp, the sensation shooting straight to your core.

“Relax. You’re so tense.” Jungkook murmurs, his thumbs directly onto your perky nipples. He rubs slow circles. “Talk to me.”

“Sorry…” you murmur, face warm.

“You don’t have to be sorry, baby.” Jungkook licks his lips, flickering his eyes to you.

The pet name sends another shot to your core. Your eyes widen a bit.

“I want you to be comfortable with me, okay?”

You nod hesitantly.

“You’re very beautiful.” Jungkook compliments. “When you read those books, how do they make you feel?”

Please, for the life of you, you didn't want to talk about the books. They’re just books that happened to have smut in them, not just entirely full of sex.

But you think of his question. You recall the way they made you feel, the shudder that ran up your spine with how descriptive they were, imagining that it was you in the position the protagonist was in.

“I…they’re interested to read.”

Jungkook hums, the pads of his thumb continuing to rub along your nipples. Your breathing becomes a bit hitched with how good it felt.

“What part exactly?”

You swallow.

“You don’t want me to know?” Jungkook leans forward to leave a single kiss right between your breasts. You’re positive it’s to tease you further, leaving you even more flustered than before. “It’s okay. You can tell me, baby.”

You let out a breath. “When…they touch each other, I guess.”

Your voice is so soft and embarrassed. Jungkook finds it cute.

“And where do they touch each other?”

“You know.” you sigh.

“Why are you so embarrassed?” Jungkook observed. “You’re so cute, baby. You don’t have to be shy.” he coos. “How about…you show me?”

Your hands are already on his chest. It rises and falls along with his chest. Dark eyes watch you closely, saying nothing more as he awaits what you’re going to do next. His large hands still has your breast perfectly in the palms of his hands and he makes no move to remove them.

You already told Jungkook that you’ve done this before - if a few hookups prior to your freshman year of college counted. You aren’t even sure yourself if you came from the acts and you’re unsure if you’d ever truly know.

So, to not further embarrass yourself, you sit fully onto Jungkook. Your clothed crotch sits directly onto his jeans, unable to look away as you do so. Jungkook’s chest continues to rise and fall, his thumbs moving slowly on your nipples, yet not halting.

“Are you sure you’ve done this before?” Jungkook doesn’t blink. He can feel his bulge in his jeans ready to be released and feel you better.

Your fingers grip at his shirt and for a moment, Jungkook thinks you’re going to say a smartass rebuttal. But you don’t, and something flickers in your eyes that has him curious.

“A few times.” you respond, voice small. “Am I doing something wrong?”

Jungkook hastily shakes his head. “You’re doing good, baby.” he murmurs, his voice cracking a bit. His stomach sinks in a bit as his mind thinks of the countless ways he could have you. So innocent and barely experienced life yet. So easy to mold into the girl he knows you can be. “What have you done?”

“Just…” your heart jolts. “…casual sex.”

You and him were actually doing this, you think. Even if it doesn’t go all the way, it’s gone far enough. Would you even be able to look him in the eyes after this?

“So…” Jungkook moves so instead of laying down, he’s seated right against your headboard. He’s now face to face with you. “…just casual sex?”

If Jungkook understood correctly, that meant it was just him fucking you until he came. High school boys weren’t much giving people. They were selfish and they take, take and take, but never give.

You nod your head slightly.

“Did he make you feel good?”

You shrug your shoulders. “Somewhat…I don’t think I…you know.” you laugh nervously.

Jungkook’s right hand trails down to your shorts. He touches the hem of it, glances between your eyes to your shorts, then back to you.

“Cum.” Jungkook deadpans, his lip twitching upwards at how flustered you appear by a simple word. “Do you want to cum?”

There’s a throbbing between your legs that you hope Jungkook cannot feel. Your hands grow sweaty, eyes widening a bit.

“H-How?”

Jungkook’s fingers crawl into your shorts. Your skin is just as soft, he thinks, and he cannot wait to see the rest of you.

“We can start off slow.” Jungkook starts. Tugging at your shorts.

“You just want me naked.” you rebuttal. Jungkook is glad to see you’re able to joke, your nerves slowly subsiding. “You’re still fully clothed.”

Jungkook snickers. “All you have to do is ask. Here,”

Jungkook gently pushes you off of him so that you’re seated on your bed. Your tank top is now around your stomach, breast fully exposed.

Jungkook proceeds to stand. His eyes look down at you. “What do you want me to take off?” he asks.

You swallow, your eyes glancing at his sleeveless shirt to his jeans.

“You can start with your shirt like you did me.”

“Okay.” Jungkook nods. “Take if off of me.”

Your hands shake as you come closer to Jungkook, his unblinking eyes watching your every move. It’s nerve-wrecking being in this position, you think, while he’s adamant on watching you.

You grab the end of his shirt and light pull it up, glancing at him to make sure you were doing this right - how else could you possibly take off a shirt anyways?

Jungkook pulls his arms up as you tug the shirt over his head, dropping it onto the floor beside him. His bare chest stares back at you and you have to fight yourself not to ogle him.

“Is that all you want me to remove?” Jungkook asks. “Because I want you to remove these,”

Jungkook’s hands are around your waist again, tugging you to stand before him. He watches your every movement as he tugs your shorts down. They fall effortlessly, leaving you in nothing but the cotton panties you wore. You’re thankful that they at least were cheeksters and looked good on you.

Your hands go to Jungkook’s belt next. You unbuckle it and then unbutton his jeans. This time, Jungkook focuses on your hands and how hot you looked half naked touching him.

Jungkook’s underwear are briefs and black - calvin klein. You immediately look away from the bulge that you see, your face growing even hotter.

“Come,” Jungkook says, tugging you onto the bed with him in the same position as before. He assures to press you directly on his lap so you could feel all of him. He doesn’t hide the groan that comes from his lips.

Your clit is throbbing, begging to be stimulated. You can feel the way Jungkook’s cock twitches immediately on impact.

“Do you touch yourself?”

The question shouldn't be invasive. After all, you willingly told him that a boy hasn’t made you cum before. At least, you didn’t know if they did or not - and honestly, if that was the case then the answer was an obvious no.

“Sometimes.” you admit.

Jungkook closes his eyes for a moment. He imagines you laying right here in bed, all alone. Your fingers trailing between your legs and playing with your clit until you’re sopping wet. The way your thighs would tremble with such pleasure and overstimulation and-

Jungkook shudders, his cock twitching again. He opens his eyes to look at you. His hands are directly on your hips now, squeezing them encouragingly. “Move.”

As you go to remove yourself from Jungkook, he pulls you back down.

“I meant grind.” Jungkook corrects.

You do as you’re told. You’re shy at first, only moving slowly. But you’re new to this and Jungkook understands that. Rome wasn’t built in a day, and neither were you.

“Circle your hips,” Jungkook instructs, his breathing increasing a bit. He swallows a lump in his throat, dark eyes watching the way you listen to him so well. “like that…”

You can feel your panties grow sticky against you, moist with your arousal. Your head falls back a bit as you quicken the pace, grinding your clit against Jungkook’s bulge.

“You’re doing good, baby.” Jungkook’s tone has darkened, now huskier. His left hand remains on your hips while his right slides up, capturing your breast. “It feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Yes,” you moan, nodding your head a bit. Your gentle hand falls right on top of Jungkook’s against your breast, eyes fluttering. “so good.”

Jungkook groans. He’s never been a fan of dry humping - it was nothing but a tease. But doing this with you, someone so young and innocent - utterly forbidden to him - made it hotter.

“I bet you’re so wet right now.”

Jungkook would do anything to feel your bare clit right on his cock right now, but he wasn’t going to rush things. You and him had time, he thinks. He doesn’t want to think of his girlfriend now, but his mind flashes with her face. A part of him knows that this is wrong - he was taken advantage of someone young and naive and too close to her. But he couldn’t help but want to ruin you. Show you just how good he could make you feel - how good he could fuck you.

“I am wet.”

Jungkook slides his hand upwards. He glides past your shoulders and neck and grabs your cheek. Your eyes open to look at him, finding him already watching you. His thumb traces your pouty lips while licking his own.

“Has anyone ever touched you there?”

It could be a dumb question, of course, but the ways he wishes to touch you, he’s positive those dumb high school boys you associated with could never.

You shake your head and Jungkook scoffs. He knew it.

“Do you trust me to?” Jungkook questions. His left hand slides towards your ass, squeezing it in the palm of his hands. “I could make you cum, baby. You’d want that, right?”

There was nothing to be embarrassed about now as you grind against Jungkook and allow him to touch you so freely. The thought of his hands, so invasive and willing, between your legs causes your mind to spin. Your pussy clenches around nothing in particular, grinding a bit harder against his clothed cock.

“You would,” Jungkook commanded. His eyes dance between your face that he holds between his hand, to your greedy pussy sliding against his cock so needily. You’re so beautiful, he thinks, and feverish. Your lack of experience has him wanting to give you exactly what he knew he could give. “you would let me touch you. You want me to.”

“I-”

Your back slams against your bed suddenly. You let out a yelp, your eyes snapping open. Jungkook hovers above you, licking his lips.

“I’ll make you feel good, okay?” Jungkook assures, pressing his lips to your forehead. “I’ll make you cum, baby, okay?”

Your heart pumps at his words, so soft in tone but entirely dirty. Your body is warm with embarrassment, but you’re highly intrigued. “Yes.” you breathe.

The way Jungkook’s tongue, warm and wet, slides across your skin. From your neck, to your collarbones to between your breasts - he couldn’t remember the last time he’s done this to his own girlfriend. Not because he was selfish and didn’t want to - but because she had no time to. Neglecting him and pushing him away until he fell into the arms of another woman.

“The boys you’ve been with are too young to know how to pleasure you.” Jungkook scoffs, engulfing your breasts into his palms, pressing tender kisses onto them. “But I’m not.”

You gasp at the feeling of Jungkook’s tongue wrapping around your nipple. His large hands squeeze your bosom, his tongue flickering back and forth onto the small, hardened bud. He’s gripping onto your breast so tight that you feel as though his fingernails are going to sink into your skin.

Jungkook’s lips pop your nipple from his mouth to now focus on the other one, giving it the same attention. There’s excitement that flows through him to hear your pitched breathing and sharp moans. It only gives him more satisfaction to latch onto your nipple, suckling and slurping onto it.

“You’re so reactive.”

Jungkook pops the second nipple from his lips, flicking his eyes up at you.

“It feels…” you swallow, your warm body shuddering. “…good.”

“I know it does, baby.”

The pet name has you shuddering even more, the hair on your skin continuing to rise. Your hand rests on Jungkook’s shoulder, fluttering eyes watching his handsome face form a short smile.

“You’re so cute, baby.”

Jungkook’s hand slides down from your breast. His fingers lightly tap against your stomach, then abdomen before he feels the light hem of your panties.

“I…I don’t know…”

Jungkook knits his brows. “What do you mean?”

“I don’t know if we should…you know?” you swallow the lump in your throat. “I wasn’t expecting to do this today. I don't think I’m prepared.”

You can feel the heartbeat right between your legs. The need to be touched is high, but your mind continues to yell at you that this is wrong, not just because of who Jungkook was but because you aren’t sure if you were ready to do anything with him. Your lack of experience compared to someone like Jungkook is laughable, and you didn’t need him laughing anymore than he already has.

“You don’t mean that.” Jungkook’s finger taps at your panties, eyelashes blinking a bit. “You’re just a bit shy. You don’t have to be shy with me.”

Jungkook hooks his fingers into your panties, offering you an otherwise sweet smile that you are oblivious to not noticing the mischievous intent beneath it.

“Unless you don’t…trust me.” Jungkook’s voice lowers. “Have I done anything for you not to?”

“No,” you say hurriedly. “of course not!”

Jungkook removes his hands from your panties, clicking his tongue. He’s silent for a moment, tilting his head as he watches you. His silence causes an unease to flow through you and you were pondering if maybe he was upset with you. “Jung-”

“You should probably go to bed.”

Your mouth is slightly agape when Jungkook speaks.

“You have that test in the morning, right?” Jungkook continues, raising a single brow. “At least, that’s what you told me.”

“Right.” you nod your head, voice low. “Are you…are you leaving?”

Jungkook’s eyes watch you for a moment too long before he shrugs his shoulders. “Do you want me to?”

“No.” you admit far too quickly for your liking.

“Then I won’t.”

The bed is strangely cold by the time you wake up. You don’t notice at first until your mind registers the night before. The way Jungkook held you against him, his legs entangled in yours to keep you close. Your warmth radiated off against one another, and now that he was gone, you realized just how cold you felt without him there.

It takes you a few minutes to get up from your bed. You are not upset that Jungkook left. After all, he wasn’t supposed to be there. Still, it does leave a sting in your heart knowing that you’ve allowed things to go as far as they had. You trot down the hall to the bathroom, closing the door behind you. It takes exactly ten minutes to do everything you need to do before making your way down the same hall to go to the kitchen.

You had a test in an hour, that part wasn’t a lie. You hoped you could focus on said test and get your mind off of the man that is Jeon Jungkook.

You aren’t lucky, however. You round the corner to enter the kitchen and immediately stop in your tracks.

Your cousin is leaning against the counter, dipping a tea bag right into her streaming cup. You recall that it’s her favorite mug - a glass one that’s shaped like a skull. It matches her personality perfectly, you think.

“Morning.” your cousin says, glancing at you from the corner of her eyes. “Kook cooked breakfast.”

Your heart pounds outside your chest. It isn’t hard to notice the taller man behind her, but you were trying your best to avoid looking his way at all. But, of course, you fail. Your eyes make their way to him to find that he’s already looking at you. When your eyes meet one another, Jungkook offers a smile. He holds up a bowl, signaling that he had indeed cooked breakfast.

“I…Im not hungry.”

Jungkook slowly lowers his hands. He glances at his girlfriend - your cousin.

“You’re not?” your cousin asks. She turns her head to fully face you. “DId you even eat before bed? I saw your plate in the microwave.”

You let out a short breath. Nothing ever got past her, you think. You were lying about not being hungry. You just didn’t want to be caught between her and Jungkook during breakfast and be left in such an awkward situation that only you and he knew about.

Your stomach rumbles, causing your cheeks to heat up. Your cousin snorts, turning back to her tea.

“Sit and eat.” your cousin insists.

“Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.” Jungkook sing-songs, placing the bowl onto the kitchen island. “ was even thinking of making a protein shake.”

You sit on the stool, looking down at the eggs before you. You glance up at Jungkook to find him looking at you already. His smile doesn’t falter. It’s soft, you think, and awaiting for you to do…anything.

“Thanks.” you murmur.

You begin to eat, your foot bouncing nervously as your cousin blows and sips onto her tea. Jungkook does what he says and begins to make a protein shake - adding different variations of fruits, yogurts and a powder you haven’t seen until today.

“So,” your cousin turns to face you. She doesn’t look your way, too consumed with the tea she’s attempting to not burn her throat with. “how’s school? I feel like I haven’t seen you lately.”

That’s because she was busy. Your cousin consumed herself with work and you applaud her for being able to handle that and school. You, like most freshmans, are far too in your head that you don’t even believe you could handle anything.

“Alright. Just…studying.”

“College isn’t all about school.” she places her mug onto the island. Jungkook is behind her, the blender sounding loudly. “You should live a little, too. When’s the last time you saw your friends?” she speaks louder.

“We facetime all the time.”

Your cousin snorts. She furrows her brows. “You should see them. Invite them over!” she encouraged . “Or go out. There’s parties everywhere.”

The blender stops. Jungkook begins to pour the semi-thick shake into a shaker bottle - something else you were positive you hadn’t seen until now.

“Do you go to parties?” you asked her, plucking some more egg into your mouth. There's white rice on the bottom, you note.

“Sometimes.” she nods. “Recently, no. I've been working on volunteering and building my resume along with references. But you have time.”

You swallow as Jungkook places the bottle in front of you. He offers a short wink that only you catch. “So you can have enough energy throughout the day.” he tells you.

“Kook keeps trying to get me on making shakes and smoothies everyday.” she rolls her eyes playfully. “I can’t be bothered.”

“Try it.” Jungkook insists. “She doesn’t know what she’s missing.”

Your hands tremble under pressure as you do as you’re told. It’s good, the taste of strawberries are evident. You could understand why Jungkook would make them daily - he was a “gym bro”. His words, not yours.

“It is good.” you agree, licking your lips. “I should get ready soon.”

“How are you getting there?” your cousin questions. “Kook can give you a ride.”

“I can walk.” you shake your head, glancing to Jungkook who’s eyes hasn’t left you. “It’s only around a fifteen minute walk.” You were grateful your cousin lived so close to campus and allowed you to occupy her extra bedroom. Granted, it was being paid for by both of your parents so it was a win-win regardless.

“I don’t mind.” Jungkook shrugs his shoulders. “It’s spring and you never know when it’ll rain.”

“I can bring an umbrella-“

“Just accept the ride, Y/N.” your cousin deadpans. “Stop being weird.”

You’re silent, blinking a few times. Your lips are pressed thinly together, and for a moment your eyes turn into slight slits. Here you were trying to keep your cousin's boyfriend at a respectable distance, and she was calling you weird.

Granted, she doesn’t know about what her boyfriend does - you’ll never tell her. You couldn’t bring yourself to be annoyed with her persistence in making sure you got to school safely and on time.

“Okay.” you murmur, pushing the stool away from the island with a curt nod. “I’m going to get ready now.”

Jungkook watches the way you scurry out of the kitchen. He turns his eyes slowly to his girlfriend and clicks his tongue. “You can be a little easier on her.” he suggests, grasping the bowl you were once eating out of and bringing it to the sink. “She’s only a freshman.”

Jungkook hears a scoff just as he turns the sink water on, preparing to wash the dishes.

“I have been going easy on her.” she says. “I want her to have a normal college experience. She coops herself in her room all the time and allows herself to waste away.”

Jungkook rolls his eyes at his girlfriend's words. He doesn’t say anything on topic, however.

“What are you doing tonight?” Jungkook questions, scrubbing a dish clean.

“Networking.”

Jungkook hums. He felt like he knew as such. Ever since she’s managed to get an internship - not including the many volunteer work she does while also maintaining an actual job and school - she’s been a busy person. He’s unsure how she manages to come home and cook almost 4 days a week and keep track of you.

“I see.” Jungkook turns off the sink water. “Tae keeps asking about you. They miss you on game nights.”

Her lips form a low smile. “I miss beating his ass in connect 4.” she laughs. “But not all of us can have wealthy parents like you guys.”

Jungkook doesn’t respond. He’s gotten used to his girlfriend's “playful” jabs. He was told too many times that her going to college wasn’t a side quest like it was for him and his friends. It was interesting to see how serious she took life while also telling you to live a little more.

“I’ll see you later.” Jungkook decides to speak instead. He comes closer to her, wrapping an arm around her waist. “Whenever you’re free…” he murmurs, his lips against her forehead.

You aren’t sure why you’re nervous entering Jungkook’s car. You’ve been in here before. It’s clean and always smells like fresh linen. The dark seats are always warm - you later realized that his seats are heated and he always assures they’re the right temperature before you enter.

Jungkook, as he begins to drive down the quiet street, places a hand onto your thigh. You don’t say anything, only watching the way his tattooed fingers tap along.

“What are you doing tonight?” Jungkook questions.

There’s music playing low in his car. The roads are empty, only a few cars on them this early morning. You glance out the tinted windows and take a deep breath.

“Nothing.” you reply. “Leave it to my cousin, I should be going to a rave.”

Jungkook snorts. He squeezes your thigh, wishing it was the sensitive, soft flesh he felt last night.

“She just wants you to have fun.” Jungkook says. “Live a little, you know? Go out. Party. Be a college student.”

You want to roll your eyes. Of course he would defend her - you don’t expect him to take your side, either way.

“I have a few friends who always throw parties.” Jungkook speaks up. “You can go.”

You slowly turn your head, your interest somewhat peaked.

Jungkook stops at a red light. He faces you. With furrowed brows, he asks, “Why are you looking like that?”

You swallow. “I have never been to a college party before.” you murmur, cheeks burning with embarrassment. “Um,” you continue, licking his lips. “is it…tonight?”

Jungkook’s lips slowly turn upwards. “Sure is.” he says. “I can take you…if you’d like. This party isn’t going to be as crazy as it would be if we were, let’s say, sophomores.”

Jungkook recalls the many crazy parties they’d throw - the pool parties, costume parties that always ended with someone being overly offensive. The amount of fist-fights that ended in a big brawl; the full college experience.

Jungkook remembers his girlfriend being by his side at a few of them. Until she stated that she couldn’t continue to associate herself with “mess” - her words. That, and then state that she wasn’t like them. She didn’t have her parents' money to get her out of trouble if needed be.

“You can invite some friends, too.”

You feel Jungkook’s hands creep higher. He continues to drive, his eyes focused on the road.

You should push his hand away, you think. Distance yourself from this man that doesn’t belong to you.

You don’t. You never do.

“I’ll try.”

Pulling into the parking lot, Jungkook comes to a stop. He doesn’t cut the engine - he doesn’t need to be here until later. He does, however, remove his seat belt. He turns towards you, watching the way you take off your own seat belt.

“Thanks-”

“You don’t have to be in there for another 10 minutes.”

Jungkook, who had lifted his hand from your thigh when he took off his seatbelt, had made it his mission to put it back. This time, his fingers - ever so gently - slide into your inner thigh. His dark eyes glance at you innocently, but you aren’t that dumb to think that he only wanted you to sit here and talk.

“I have a project due later,” Jungkook begins, his tattooed fingers tapping lightly. “but then I’m free.”

“Okay.” you murmur, licking your lips. “Why are you telling me?”

Jungkook’s own lips form a low smirk. You were cute when you were this way - feigning uninterest. He knows if you truly didn’t care, you wouldn’t have asked in the first place.

“Don’t you want to hang out with me?” Jungkook pokes his bottom lip out.

“I’m going to the party, aren’t I?”

You try to relax, but you can't. You hoped desperately that your face didn’t show how nervous you were being with Jungkook. You would think after last night, him squeezing your thigh and seemingly growing closer wouldn’t affect you. But this was Jungkook and of course whatever he did had an effect on you.

“You’re right.” Jungkook hums, tilting his head a bit. “Wear something…cute but relaxed. You can meet my friends.”

Jungkook wonders if you would feel the same way about them that your cousin did. She didn’t not like them. They were the same group of friends they hung around for years. Only, she matured a lot faster than either of them had, thinking about a future far ahead than they ever did.

You swear your heartbeat is in sync with the low beat of the music. You don’t say anything, only returning the look that Jungkook is giving you. He’s probably waiting for you to tell him to move his hand - to stop inching closer and closer to the warmth between your legs. Or, maybe he’s waiting for you to get out of his car and get to class.

You don’t do anything.

“Can I get a kiss before you go?”

Your heart flutters at his question, body warming. You swallow.

“You don’t just want a kiss.” You retort.

Jungkook chuckles low - you were right. If it was up to him, he would have his way with you right in the backseat. But he was a patient man and you were worth more than a simple hookup in his car.

“I’ll take whatever you give me.”

You don’t realize who initiated it, but your lips are on Jungkook’s far too easily. Like you knew, the man wasn’t going to let you go off with a single kiss. Instead, he replaces his right hand with left one and wraps his right arm around you to keep you in place. His tongue pries your lips open, sliding it into your mouth.

The kiss is hot, growing heavier by the second. His arm lightly tugs, wishing he could pull you right into his lap. Instead, his left hand swipes between your legs, lightly rubbing.

You’re the first to break the kiss, breathing in as much air as you could before Jungkook found his tongue back in your mouth. But, he doesn’t. Instead, he pulls you closer and allows himself to do the same, his wet lips falling to your jawline.

“You trust me, don’t you?”

Jungkook’s tone is deep, breath tickling your jawline as he kisses down. He makes his way to your neck, tongue circling your flushed skin.

“Yes-“

You don’t get to finish. Jungkook slides his hands into your pants, those greedy and invasive fingers cupping you through your panties. You yelp, eyes widening.

“W-What are you doing?!” you hiss, turning your eyes to the nothingness that is outside the car. The windows were a dark tint so even if someone was there…

You take a deep breath.

“I just want to make you cum.” Jungkook says against your neck. “Before you go.”

Your heart continues to pump rapidly. You don’t make a move to stop him, even if the denial is on the tip of your tongue. Instead, your eyes slowly trail down to watch the way his hand slides further into your pants.

“It’ll feel good, I promise.” Jungkook says. “I can make you cum in 5 minutes. You’d want that, right?”

If you had any sort of respect for yourself and your cousin, you would’ve ended it right here. Push him away and tell him you no longer wanted anything like this from him.

You hadn’t. Your silence, to Jungkook, was consent. He knew you wanted him to. Short breathes come from those parted lips, your chest rising and falling. Your thighs even widened a bit to allow him to feel more of you.

You jerk when Jungkook’s fingers make their way between your panties, sliding past your clit. Jungkook sucks in a breath, “You’re wet.” he groans. “I knew you wanted this, baby.”

“This…we can’t-”

“No one’s here.” Jungkook’s fingers twirl around your clit. You swallow the moan you want to let out. “Look at me.”

You do without hesitance. Jungkook holds your gaze while your body warms. His fingers continue to rub along your clit, keeping pressure on the already sensitive bud. You let out a soft gasp, unknowingly opening your legs wider.

“There you go,” Jungkook murmurs, continuing to hold your gaze. He leans in a bit more, appearing to be hovering above you. “you’re so wet right now. You must feel good, right?”

“Yea,” you nod your head, voice strained with nerves.

“Don’t be shy.” Jungkook chuckles at the way your face looks. So pretty and young, he thinks, so full of life yet lacking of experience that only one with years could give you. “Give me a kiss.”

Jungkook doesn’t move. Instead, he continues to rub along your clit, circling the bud faster and faster. You managed, somehow, to capture his lips in your own. It causes your moan to die down, but either way, you manage.

The kiss is just as hot as before. Jungkook forces his tongue inside, suckling on your own as his greedy fingers find your hole. His pants are tight, cock throbbing and twitching to be let free. His fingertips tease your hole - so tight and new to all of this, he thinks. He couldn’t wait to show you the world of pleasure he could expose you to if you’d let him.

You gasp out when Jungkook’s long fingers enter you. The feeling is different. It wasn’t as filling as a cock, sure, but the way he manages to thrust them in and out of you tells you that he knew what he was doing.

Jungkook groans against your lips when your soft hand grasps his cheek. The act causes Jungkook to thrust his finger even faster inside of you. His forehead pressed against yours and his teeth clamp down onto your bottom lip. “Feel good, baby?”

“Yes!” you nod your head.

You made the mistake of looking down. Your eyes catch Jungkook’s hand hidden inside your pants, only his fis wrist visible. The veins on his arm pulse and the sight alone has you moaning a bit louder - why did it look so hot? It’s nothing too sexual, you think, but it was also Jungkook. Everything on Jungkook was hotter than it should be.

“Kook,”

You don’t realize you’re holding his face until you feel your nails dig into the skin of his cheek. Jungkook doesn’t mind, however. A bit of pain never hurt him. “You gonna cum all over my fingers?” he asks. “You’re such a dirty little girl, Y/N.”

Why did that have you clenching around his already pumping fingers? Did dirty talk really excite you, or was it just Jungkook?

Regardless, you nod your head, eyes meeting his again. Your mouth opens slightly to let out hushed, drawn out moans that you only heard when you were making yourself cum - and even then, it never felt like this.

“Say it,” Jungkook continues, pecking your lips. “say you’re my dirty girl, Y/N.”

It’s an insane statement to make when he wasn’t a single man. Yet, you knew that. You knew who he was and know fully that what you and he are doing is wrong- but you comply. “I’m…I’m your dirty girl,” you breath, thighs shuddering and stomach clenching.

You were cumming - all the while still having another five minutes left until you needed to be in class. Your eyes squeeze shut as the pressure consumes you, higher-pitched moans coming from those sweet lips.

Jungkook brings his fingers out of you just on time, his lips coating kisses on your neck. His cock continues to throb but he tells himself that even now, you weren’t ready - but that didn’t mean you wouldn’t be soon.

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explicit-tae · 17 days ago

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mamma mia baby the nerviosa snippet made a bitch wheetttt, is it okay for me to ask when thats coming? 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

of course its ok :3 i feel like its about 60% written (all depends if i want to do multiple parts or not, really)

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Little Doe (2)

It’s day 7 of Hoseok’s heat and you agree to indulge in one of his many fantasies.

Word Count: 3.644

Warning: smut, hybrid/shifter universe, wolf hoseok, doe/deer reader, heat/rut sex, dirty talk, licking, rough oral sex/face fucking, fingering, squirting, unprotected sex, knotting, biting, impregnation/breeding kink, consensual non-con, creampie,

Part One | Taglist | Alternate Universe Masterlist

Jung Hoseok was a predator shifter. A wolf.

Nothing got Jung Hoseok’s blood pumping more than running through these very woods that he lives deep within. He knew them like the back of his hand. After all, this is the very land he and his pack run along all the time.

It’s why Hoseok knows that you wouldn’t get far from him - not at all. If it was one thing Hoseok loved - especially during his heat where his wolf was most active - was a game of chase. Like cat and mouse.

Though, this chase was between wolf and doe.

Your breathing hitches and your legs were aching. You’re unsure how long you’ve been running, but you were growing tired by the second. Though you had to admit that your own blood was pumping with adrenaline. When Hoseok, on the final day of his heat, asked if he and you could act out a fantasy - one that he’s kept bottled up deep within him, you were curious. He had offered to pay you more if you agreed on the idea, stating that it wasn’t, in his own terms, ethical.

You agreed, your safe word being a goofy word you and he had come up with as Hoseok wouldn’t be listening if you said “no” or “stop”, though you doubt you would be.

On the second day when you had woken up to a throb in your neck, you instantly noticed when you looked in the mirror. You, to avoid the awkward conversation, had decided to ignore it - for now. You continued on with dealing with Hoseok and his heat like nothing had happened.

Of course, you and Hoseok would have to talk about it eventually. But as of right now…

You dodge tree branches and a few times almost manage to fall right on your face. Your speed isn’t as fast as it once was, nor was it fast enough to outrun a wolf, but you were determined to get as far as you could.

Hoseok can smell you. A natural herbal scent that only those like you - prey shifters - possess. At times, your scent would naturally blend into that of the forest, but your scent was one he could never forget.

Hoseok can sense you not too far away. He can hear your running feet hitting against the grassy ground, dodging trees and branches in your way. Your pounding heart was just as loud as your gasping moans - something he could sense no matter how far away you were. Those desperate pulls of oxygens you take to keep air in your burning lungs.

Hoseok understands it was one of the many aspects of the mating mark - if you ever accepted him, you would hear him just as the same. Hoseok doesn’t want to think of that right now as he is fully prepared to let you go tomorrow when this is all over.

Your senses are tingling, your nose twitching to detect Hoseok in the shadows. Your ears perk at the sound of rushing footsteps right behind you. You hear him, the sound of faint growling right behind you. Your body aches with exhaustion, begging for you to stop and allow yourself a break - but that would only mean that the beast chasing you would have a feast.

Silence erupts behind you when your feet give out, causing you to fall right on your face. Your ears don’t capture the heavy footsteps any longer and it’s silent.

Eerily silent, you think, your pumping heart appearing louder than the forest surrounding you.

Suddenly, without warning, you feel weight on your body, crushing you between him and the ground. There’s teeth on your neck, dangerously close to the mark and a faint growling in your ear. Hoseok’s breath is warm, causing goosebumps to slowly draw along your skin. “Got you.” Hoseok growls against your neck, his hips snapping into you. You can feel his bulge, already hardened against your ass. A sign that he was ready to take you again - and again and again.

Hoseok understood that he came to you because you were a prey. That you were so submissive that you wouldn’t fight him - and you weren’t at all. He was a predator and all predator shifters had the same thoughts. It excites him that your body vibrates with fear, even if you and he both know that he wasn’t going to hurt you - ever.

“Pretty little doe like you…” Hoseok’s tongue licks along your neck. It shoots straight to your core, causing a throbbing heartbeat to form. “...all alone out here.”

Hoseok’s cock is throbbing, ready to burst out of his pants and bury itself deep inside of you. To claim you as his over and over again - but he needs to be patient. You’re the only prey he knows that would ever indulge him in something like this and he doesn’t want to ruin it by devouring you so easily. It was the last day of his heat afterall, and it’s never as unbearable as the first few days.

You don’t process how Hoseok manages to turn you around, your back crashing into the ground and him hovering right above you. His expression is crazed, dark eyes peering down at you just like a predator would their prey. Though, his wish to devour you was something entirely different, a tint of sultriness in those dark orbs.

You did exactly what Hoseok wanted you to do, squirm underneath his tight embrace, a look of terror in your eyes. If you didn’t agree to be a part of this before, it would otherwise showcase how terrified you were.

Rough fingers rip through your shirt - a thin fabric you wore just for the sake of this moment. Your breast spews out easily, no bra in sight. Hoseok salivates at the sight of them as if he hasn’t marvelled at it all week.

You try to keep the moan between your lips when Hoseok’s calloused hands capture both breasts roughly. He squeezes them, groaning at how good they felt in his palms. He licks his lips, his mouth growing more and more wet as he salivates just like a wolf would.

Hoseok nudges his knee between your legs, your clothed cunt right against him. He feels the way it throbs against him, begging for any form of friction.

“You…you’re so pretty.” Hoseok growls, his face coming closer to her. “Your cunts so wet. No matter how far you run, I’d always smell you.” he chuckles. “You’re lucky I told my pack to leave, little doe, who knows who would’ve captured you out here.”

Your heart jolts at Hoseok’s words. The thought of being in these woods which are so unfamiliar to you that are littered with wolves like him causes your heart to pound so rapidly. It’s Hoseok’s scent, so close and dominating, yet inviting, that calms your nerves down. You swallow the lump in your throat, your thighs closing against Hoseok’s.

Hoseok’s hands leave your chest to quickly tug at your shorts. Like your shirt, they’re ripped entirely and thrown aside without a care. Cotton panties stick right against you, your pussy soaked with arousal that has Hoseok chuckling. “Aw, little doe. Did the chase turn you on?”

You gasp when Hoseok presses himself right against you, his eyes burning into your face. His cock is so hard. You’d think even you would grow tired of the same cock impaling you from various positions - but you hadn’t. Not when Hoseok was such a good fucker; so intentive with a dirty mouth coming from heart-shaped lips.

And even now, when Hoseok allows himself to push himself away from you enough to peel his own shirt off. His skin is always so warm, covered in only a bit of scars due to scuffles he had over the years. You pondered just how many wolf shifter women fawned over him - and how they’d react upon realizing he had mated with a doe shifter.

“I knew where you were the entire time. Isn’t that fascinating?” Hoseok’s deep voice rumbles through her ears, bringing her back to the lustful reality. “I could hear your heart beating so loud. So afraid. You doe’s are much lighter on your feet than us wolves…”

Hoseok’s pants are next to go, leaving him in tight boxer briefs that look seconds from falling apart. His cock is so big, you think, your own mouth salivating at the sight. You were supposed to play into the fantasy of the scared little doe - and though you were terrified of Jung Hoseok as a wolf naturally, you were far from fearing for your life.

“But no matter how fast you ran, I was always faster.”

Slender hands grip the waistband of his boxer briefs. Your eyes are trained on what's next - his cock springing out and bouncing off of his abdomen. His tip is so pink and angry, the familiar oozing of ore-cum leaking and sliding down his shaft.

It’s so beautiful , you think, your cunt throbbing.

“You’re so scared, little doe, yet so horny.” Hoseok inhales the sweet aroma of your pussy - so wet and ready. “Talk to me.”

“I-I…” you lick your lips, attempting to look away from his cock - the same cock you saw time and time again. It was hard. “…I don’t want…to?”

Your cheeks burn with warmth. You weren’t good at being the scared little thing he wanted you to be, but Hoseok isn’t upset. His lips curl upward in an amused smirk.

“You do.” Hoseok coos. “You want to be fucked right here against the ground until you’re burrier with my pups.”

Hoseok was better at this, you note. You swallow, pussy clenching on nothing.

“P-Please,” you whimper, glossy eyes widening.

Hoseok chuckles, finding you to be cute - and not following any directions for this roleplay. But he wasn’t upset, quite the opposite. He kikes that you’re comfortable enough to put your natural instixts on the back burner.

Hoseok can still be rough as he wants - you’d let him.

A slender, but rough hand wraps around his cock. Your eyes watch unblinking as he pumps it, coming closer to your face. He already knows you're salivating, wanting a taste of him.

“Open your mouth.”

Hoseok’s demand doesn’t go unnoticed. Almost immediately do you comply , opening your mouth wide. Your tongue pokes out, already knowing that it was going to take everything for you to take his cock.

Hoseok doesn’t hesitate. He shoves his cock right into your warm, wet mouth. The sight of you alone was so slutty, he thinks, your mouth opening wider to fit him all. His tip hits the back of your throat, but you don’t fuss or complain - you were such a good little doe.

Hoseok’s hand digs into your hair, keeping your head steady as his hips rock back and forth.

Those eyes, Hoseok thinks. Those big, innocent doe eyes that stare up at him so innocently. So sultry…glossy, teary eyes that grow even wetter with each snap of his hips. Your tongue twirls around his cock, suckling him deeper and deeper. His groans and grunts increase, sounding throughout the deep forest. Your gags mix in with it, drool trickling down the corners of your lips.

“You’re doing so good, little doe. I knew you wanted a cock in your mouth.” Hoseok growls, pumping his cock deeper in you.

Your thighs are wet with arousal, your nipples hardened. This lewd act of aggression is such a turn on, you think. Who knew you’d be so open with a predator shifter?

Hoseok gives a final thrust, his cock deep in your throat. You gag around it, your eyes blinking away the tears. You hadn’t noticed that your fingers were digging into the grassy dirt beneath you, your chest rising and falling.

“If I’m going to cum anywhere, it’s going to be right inside of you.” Hoseok loosens his grip onto your hair. A hand touches your cheek, finding that even now did you look cute - even with glossy eyes and a cock in your mouth.

It takes Hoseok another moment to remove his cock, and when he does you finally are able to breathe. A bit of saliva pools from your mouth and drops onto your chest, your breathing becoming rigid as you attempt to calm it.

You blink a few times to get rid of the tears. You cough a few times before licking your lips.

“Where’s your pack?”

Hoseok furrows a brow for a moment. “Not here,” he responds. “I sent them away. They won’t be back until tomorrow.”

That was good, you think. Though a part of you felt bad for having them go away from home because of you - they would have stayed nearby if you were another wolf, or at least a predator.

With all the power you could muster - compared to Hoseok, it was like a small child pushing him away - you manage to squirm from beneath him.

For a moment, Hoseok watches you with curious eyes - until he realizes that you’re running away from him. You aren’t as fast as before, still attempting to catch your breath. A growl seeps from his throat, a natural instinct a predator has to a running prey, and he knows you’re doing this to further excite him.

Like before, your legs give out and your bare chest hits the mossy ground. You didn’t get far, but you were fully prepared for the man to capture you like his natural instincts desired.

Your hips are forced upwards, your face against the ground. Your thighs are ripped apart so Hoseok could shove his face right between your legs, his tongue licking between slick folds.

You shudder, a shiver running up your back. The hair on your skin stiffens, your thighs trembling with satisfaction. His tongue devours your clit entirely, wet muscle gliding up and down, teasing your clenching hole. When he’s not teasing your hole - wishing it was his cock impaling you from behind - his tongue was circling your clit in rushed, deep motions. His nails are digging into the soft flesh of your hips, left hand roughly trailing from your hips, to your lower back to your ass. He grips it into his palm harshly. Possessively.

Hoseok grunts against your pussy, sharp nails digging into your flesh deeper and deeper at the sounds of your lewd moans.

Hoseok is addicted - he knows he is. The way you taste for him, so sweet and delicious that always leaves his mouth watering. Your scent intoxicates him each and every time he inhales. He swears it's because of the stupid mark on your neck that leaves him so inthralled by you.

“H-Hoseok!” you yelp, your stomach clenching, your eyes rolling. He hasn’t stopped - not even to catch his breath. He doesn’t even allow you to pull yourself away. He would only growl and press you further onto his tongue.

You’re unsure how this was going to end. Hoe you could go back to work like nothing happened - how you could further entertain other men; preferably prey shifters. You couldn’t be with another predator and not think about Hoseok.

How would you deal with the mark on your neck?

Juices run down your thighs in a trembling mess. Your breathing increases and your nails dig into the dirt - you were going to have to bathe twice when Hoseok was done with you out here, you’re sure. With a few more wet laps of your swollen bud, Hoseok pulls himself back with every muscle he could fiber, against his wolf’s wishes.

“So slutty, little doe.” Hoseok licks his lips of your arousal. There’s a natural growl in his throat as he looks down at you hungrily. “Dripping all over the ground.”

You whimper when you feel fingers rub along your already swollen clit. Hoseok’s dark eyes observe the way your hole clenches and unclenches, wishing you had something deep inside of you. You’re so wet, that he’s sure that he could sink in you right now and fill you just how you want. He could fill you so deep with his knot - Hoseok’s throat grumbles.

“You’re so…” Hoseok inhales deeply, taking in your sweet aroma. If there were anyone else in these woods, they would surely be just as intoxicated by you like he was.

Hoseok would have to kill them.

“...so enticing, my little doe.” Hoseok continues with a low hum. “Your skin is so soft and…your scent so strong. It’s driving me crazy.”

Hoseok places his fingers into his mouth, twirling his tongue around his digits to further taste you. He shudders.

“-seok…” Hoseok only manages to hear the last part of his name. He blinks a few times, his eyes focusing on you. “...please fuck me.”

Hoseok exhales. Your back is already arched, thighs pushed apart. Your tight hole welcomes him fully.

“You’re so bad at pretending to be scared, little doe.” Hoseok murmurs. He liked the idea of you not being terrified of him like you were when you first smelt his scent. Even if his natural predatory instincts like the chase, he likes the way your body wants him even more.

“Stay right there.” Hoseok grumbles, positioning himself closer to you. “I’m going to give you exactly what you want, my little doe.”

You don’t need any preparation. You’re wet enough that Hoseok pounds right into you all at once. He pants, his eyes squeezing shut. His hands find your waist easily and he begins to rut his hips back and forth.

You cry out in pure pleasure. It’s something so indecent about getting fucked out in the open like this. You were told that only predators were obscene like this, but that was by an uppity prey shifter who never actually slept with a predator.

Now, having fucked Hoseok time and time again in under a short amount of time, you’re unsure if you could ever see yourself enjoying fucking anyone else. Would they be as rough as him? As vulgar in the way they spoke? As dominant? As intensive?

Your pussy squelches loudly, Hoseok’s cock ramming in and out of you in such a rapid movement. Your soft flesh is already bruised by him, but you aren’t bothered. “Your pussy missed being fucked, hasn’t it?” Hoseok spats. “It’s only been a few hours.”

Hoseok’s thrusts are punishing and he has the stamina of a wolf that never lets him down. You’re unable to form actual words, instead focusing on breathing through your moans. Your head is in your arm, fully allowing him to have you whichever way he truly wanted you.

“Who knew a little prey like you would be able to take me the entire week.” Hoseok continues, his throat forming even more growls. “How are you going to go back to work with my scent all over you, little doe? My hand marks all over such pretty skin. Who would want to deal with you then?”

You gasp out when your hair is pulled, drawing you back. Hoseok’s thrust isn't finished yet. No, he manages to go even deeper, his cock plunging in and out of your wet pussy that has your eyes rolling. Your chest bounces rapidly, moan’s dancing off of the tall trees.

“Why, little doe?” Hoseok growls. He’s close to your neck again - close to the mark. His tongue trails around your shoulders. Your skin litters with goosebumps, his warm breath tickling it. “Why are you so tempting?”

“Ho…seok.” you moan out. Your hand touches his thigh for support.

“I don’t think I could let you go, little doe.” Hoseok places his own hand against the lower part of your stomach. You can feel his cock seemingly expanding, punishing thrusts growing deeper and deeper. “I think I’ll keep you here with me forever…” he grunts.

Your walls tighten around Hoseok’s cock, your own lustful thoughts finding that extremely hot, even if the sane part of you knew that it wasn’t possible.

“...keep you nice and pregnant with my pups.”

Hoseok’s hand begins to rub your stomach, shaking his head. He couldn’t help it. His rut was made to impregnate someone, and you so happened to be that someone. He hasn’t stopped thinking about how gorgeous you’d look while pregnant - so round and swollen and flush. Your breast increasing overtime along with your stomach, full of milk for his children.

Fuck, Hoseok wasn’t going to last long. He never did when he thought about breeding you - but then he’d be ready to go again in another ten minutes and repeat the process.

“Or maybe a little fawn.” Hoseok’s teeth finds your neck again, sinking down on the mark. “Little fawn that looks just like you. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“Y-Yes!” you squeal - of course you would. You’d be down for anything as long as he fucked you like this.

“I bet you would.” Hoseok grunts, his teeth sinking even deeper against you.

Your body is pressed onto the ground again, Hoseok rutting his hips deeper and deeper into you. Juices pooled out of you, coating the already wet ground beneath you.

Your eyes clenched shut as Hoseok’s sloppy thrust came to a sudden halt, warm liquid spilling into you. Hoseok’s hand doesn’t remove itself from your stomach, if anything he holds onto you tighter, his teeth never leaving your neck.

This is what wolves did, you think. To mate. You knew better than to move away from him at such a primal time like this. He had to satiate his wolf and knotting you was the way to do that. The pressure is uncomfortable, sure, but you aren’t complaining as you should be. The act, as your senses begin to clear, only confuse (and frighten) you even more as you’re unsure how you were going to break the bond with Hoseok - and if his wolf would even allow it.

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explicit-tae · 18 days ago

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Hai. I was just wondering if we are still gonna get pt2 to lessons with namjoon and hoeseok??

hiii

yes, i do plan on it!! i have about a quarter written so far lol its just pure smut, very little plot 💀

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explicit-tae · 24 days ago

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Is there plans for a part 2 for the little doe fic you made soon 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

fuck it, a look into part 2 of "little doe" with wolf hoseok and doe reader

Silence erupts behind you when your feet give out, causing you to fall right on your face. Your ears don’t capture the heavy footsteps any longer and it’s silent.

Eerily silent, you think, your pumping heart appearing louder than the forest surrounding you.

“Pretty little doe like you…” Hoseok’s tongue licks along your neck. It shoots straight to your core, causing a throbbing heartbeat to form. "...out here all alone."

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explicit-tae · 26 days ago

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Is there plans for a part 2 for the little doe fic you made soon 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

fuck it, a look into part 2 of "little doe" with wolf hoseok and doe reader

Silence erupts behind you when your feet give out, causing you to fall right on your face. Your ears don’t capture the heavy footsteps any longer and it’s silent.

Eerily silent, you think, your pumping heart appearing louder than the forest surrounding you.

“Pretty little doe like you…” Hoseok’s tongue licks along your neck. It shoots straight to your core, causing a throbbing heartbeat to form. "...out here all alone."

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#little doe #hoseok x reader #hoseok smut #hybrid hoseok

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explicit-tae · 28 days ago

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will you write any new jimin smuttt?

i feel like i should honestly

#jimin ungodly hour needs a new update #but i have so many wip that its insane

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explicit-tae · 1 month ago

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like..you’ve been gone so long I just know you’re going to feed us

can we see a snippet of anything you’re willing to show? 🥺

i have been silently typing away, trying to fulfill the requests you all send 😭 but yes, i can show one ive been working on :3

fuck it, a look into “nerviosa” with college senior jungkook & college freshman mc 🤙🏽

You’re mad at me.” Jungkook murmurs, leaning against your closed door. You’re sitting on your bed, a book open in your lap. You try not to look at his exposed arms and at the way they’re flexed.

“How so?” you respond, glancing back down to your book.

You decide to close the book and place it onto your night stand. You grasp your phone and open an app. You decide to dim the lights in hopes of him not fully seeing your expression

You offer Jungkook your full attention now. “Where’s your girlfriend?”

Jungkook snickers softly. He leans away from your bedroom door, making sure to lock it before he does, and comes closer to you.

“Why?” Jungkook asks, at the foot of your bed.

“She’s your girlfriend.” you respond. You have yet to tell Jungkook to leave like you should have. You should have stopped yourself from the beginning, but you didn't.

“I’m aware.” Jungkook rounds the foot of your bed, “She’s mad at me.”

“I suppose that’s why you’ve come to me.”

Your tone is sharp, Jungkook notes.

“That’s not true.” Jungkook retorts. “You’ve been ignoring me all week. You walked right past me as if you didn’t see me.”

…

“Are you going to tell her?”

“No!” you exclaim. There was no way you could ever tell his girlfriend that you’ve gone this far with him. The question itself was ludicrous and even the thought of it made you want to throw up.

“Neither will I.” Jungkook speaks. “It can be a secret you and I share, right?”

You aren’t able to answer before Jungkook pecks you on the lips.

#jungkook x reader #nerviosa #bts college au #jungkook smut

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explicit-tae · 1 month ago

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Fuck it, a look at "Not Until I Say So" with professor jungkook and camgirl reader

“Excuse me.”

Your eyes dart open and the vibrator drops from your hands. Your head snaps to the left and your soul nearly leaves your body. Your vibrator buzzes against the marble floor as your heart leaps from your chest.

“P-Prof-fessor!”

You drop from Professor Jeon’s desk, wrapping your arms in front of your chest - that was now unbuttoned and fully displaying your bare chest.

“W-What are-”

“What are you doing?” Jungkook responds, glancing from you to your phone. “You…do realize you’re being recorded right?”

You swallow, nodding shamefully. “I-I..I cam…from time to time.” you murmur sheepishly, your body trembling underneath his gaze. “I’m so sorry, Professor Jeon-”

Jungkook only chuckles for a moment before shaking his head.

“No, I mean there’s a camera in this room.” Jungkook corrects. He points to the ceiling where one, circular dome sits. “It’s new. I use it to assure no one cheats.”

Your eyes follow his pointing hand. You close your eyes, feeling utterly stupid right now. It was just your luck that you would get caught - and on camera that that wasn’t the camera you intended on being a part of.

“You do realize what you’re doing could get you put on a registry?”

Jungkook begins to stroll closer to you. His steps are cool and relaxed and they do not match that of someone upset at finding one of his students being indecent in his classroom.

“I’ll go!” you plead, shaking your head. “I-I’ll clean up before I do and-”

“No,” Professor Jeon stops a few feet away from you. Shoulders relaxed and dark eyes staring right at you through round lenses. “continue.”

#jungkook x reader #professor jungkook #jungkook smut #teacher x student

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explicit-tae · 1 month ago

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Repent (4)

There's only one night left of the retreat and Jungkook is way too far into his head for his own good.

Word Count: 6.847

Warning: smut, skinny dipping, dirty talking, kissing, unprotected sex, nipple play/sucking, shower scenes, fingering, oral sex, degradation, bible verses?? lmao, creampie,

Part One | Two | Three

Jungkook finds that he enjoys eating you out.

At first, after the night you and he shared, he was a bit nervous to bring up the request again. He didn’t want you to think that all he ever wanted to do with you was sexual activities. But he’d be a liar if he said that he didn’t enjoy suckling on your clit. He’s gathered that in such a short amount of time, he’s sinned far too many times to count, he didn’t want to add liar onto his list.

There was something about the way Jungkook grew more and more insatiable when it comes to you. Each night you’d come into his cabin and join him beneath his sheets. You’d always say how cute he was and Jungkook would always intend on proving you wrong by eating you out.

The once shy and reserved Jungkook had turned into the being you knew he could be, the confidence he had buried within coming out little by little.

Especially in the way his hands would force your thighs apart as his tongue ravished your clit greedily. He would bob his head back and forth, fully enthralled with the act of eating you out that he never came up for air.

Maybe it was your moans that gave Jungkook his will. He finds you entirely hot when you moan out his name, your hand tangled in his hair. You enjoyed what he was doing. Your thighs would shake and your face would be drawn with pleasure - it fueled his passion entirely.

However, all good things had to come to an end. It was the last day of the retreat and everyone had since packed to leave the following day.

“So let me get this straight,” Taehyung begins. “you haven’t fucked her yet?” Jungkook groans. He should know better by now then to call his friends for help as they almost never were any.

“You’ve eaten her out at least 50 times already.” Hoseok snorts. “Isn’t the retreat over tomorrow?”

“There isn’t any rush. If her grandmother goes to the same church, you’re bound to see her again.” Namjoon encourages. Jungkook can practically hear the smile in his tone.

“I say you fuck her raw dog and-”

Jungkook hangs up the phone entirely. His issue isn’t with having sex with you because, in all honesty, he’s positive that you’d say yes to him if he brought it up.

Jungkook had a problem now. In a short amount of time, you’ve come and captivated him entirely in ways that he’s embarrassed. Not because he’s embarrassed of you, but of himself and how fast it took for him to acknowledge that he liked you.

In ways that’s more than just hooking up.

Jungkook isn’t sure if after tonight, would you and him be…friends? Would you go back to your regular life and forget about him entirely? Would you ever visit the church in hopes of seeing him?

Jungkook’s mind races as he makes his way out of his cabin. He has his camera in his hands as it was his job to take pictures for the Church, specifically on the last day of the retreat.

The children are restless, all playing outside. Their youth and obliviousness is nice and he wishes he could be a kid again where everything was easier. There wasn’t sin constantly clouding his mind day by day and a girl who he couldn’t get out of his thoughts.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Jungkook had just entered the large dining hall when he heard a soft voice. It’s Meana, who he only saw in passing the last few days.

“What do you mean?” Jungkook asks, but he’s positive that he knows. He was so caught up in his head that he possibly looked ill, walking around moping at the thought of you leaving the retreat and never speaking to him again.

It was pathetic, truly.

“You look,” Meana tilts her head. “a wreck.” she concludes. She’s holding a bottle of water in her palms. “Is it about Y/N?”

Jungkook’s cheeks flush at the sound of your name and Meana could only smile.

“You like her.” Meana states in a teasing voice. “I think she likes you, too.”

Jungkook’s ears perk a bit. “H-Huh?” he stutters, doe-like eyes widening a bit and dare Meana say she can see them sparkle under the dining halls white lights. “What do you mean? DId she say that to you?”

Meana shakes her head and Jungkook’s shoulders falter.

“But, it’s obvious, right?” Meana shrugs her shoulders. “You and her have been inseparable the last few days.” she states matter-of-factly.

That wasn’t a lie. While you could ignore the stares, Jungkook couldn’t. But he didn’t let them bother him. Being seen with you wasn’t something he was ashamed of. You were seen as the rebelling type who wore too tight clothing just because you wanted to spite whoever was watching. People held their tongue because of their love and respect for your grandmother, not for you.

Meana, however, finds it endearing how close you and Jungkook are. While she hadn’t spoken to Jungkook often since the kiss in his bedroom, she and you had. You had come to apologize to her if you made her uncomfortable and Meana had told you that everything was alright. Sure, her heart did pound around you and her cheeks would warm, but it wasn’t anything that was your fault.

“I’ll even say that you two look like a couple.” Meana teases further, knowing that Jungkook’s face would turn a dark shade of red, and when it does she couldn’t help her laughter.

“I…I don’t even know if she wants to see me after the retreat.” Jungkook admits sullenly. “She doesn’t come to church-”

“Why don’t you just ask for her number?”

Jungkook is silent. He hadn’t thought about that. The more he thinks about it, maybe he has been quite dramatic.

“But what if-”

“You’re trapping yourself behind bars that are wide enough for you to walk through.” Meana deadpans.

Jungkook could laugh. Meana, after this retreat, has changed a bit, as well. She wasn’t as shy as she once was and he ponders if maybe you being around her has rubbed off like it did him.

“She hasn’t said anything to me about after the retreat.”

Meana shrugs her shoulders. She opens her water bottle. “Maybe she’s waiting for you to say something.” she says prior to taking a swig of it. “Do you ever think she’s tired of making the first move on you?”

Jungkook blinks.

“No, you haven’t.” Meana giggles. “Because you’re caging yourself behind those too wide bars and allowing your own insecurities-”

“When did you become a therapist?” Jungkook crosses his arms. He can’t help the smile that tugs on his lips. “I don’t remember you being this logical before.”

Jungkook knows that Meana is right, however. You had shown him time and time again that you were interested in him. Maybe not for something further than a friendship, but you were definitely interested in something.

Jungkook finds you sitting outside with a group of kids. They’re all talking at once, far too excited about something and you’re too nice to tell them to calm down and talk one at a time. Your eyes dance around the children as each of them talk and Jungkook finds it endearing.

Jungkook brings his camera up to take a picture of the sight. You only notice when the flash goes off, your attention turning to Jungkook. He lowers his camera and offers you a small smile that you return - one that causes his heart to jolt again.

Don’t be stupid, Jungkook thinks to himself. He thinks of what his friends told him. What Meana told him, but even now all he can focus on is how idiotic it is liking someone you met recently. There was no way in H E double hockey sticks that you liked him in the same way.

Maybe Jungkook would have more faith in himself if he would just think Hell instead of H E double hockey sticks.

“Is she your girlfriend?”

Jungkook blinks a few times to look down at a small child with folded arms. He raises his brows as the boy glares at him.

“Uh, what?” Jungkook nervously laughs, glancing up at you. You’re now standing.

“I already said I was going to marry her.” the little boy points his finger at Jungkook. “So you can’t have her!”

Jungkook blinks. “You’re like 6.”

“I’m 7 and a half!”

“You’re too young for marriage.” Jungkook wants to slap himself for entertaining a child anyways.

“And you’re getting too old!”

“I’m not even 30 yet!” Jungkook exclaims.

Jungkook is dragged out of his glaring match with the child when he hears you laugh. A hand is placed onto his bicep and his attention is immediately on you. His shoulders relax a bit.

“You can’t fight the children, Kookie.” you joke.

“I-I’m not!” Jungkook’s cheeks return to their warm reddened color.

After offering the young boy a pat on the head, you venture off with Jungkook. Since it was the last day, people decided on cleaning up, packing and eventually just hanging out until the following day.

“Did you enjoy your time on the retreat?” Jungkook asks after a long stretch of silence. You and him had gone for a walk not too far from the cabins.

“Of course I did.” you answer. “Dare I even say I had fun.”

Jungkook allows himself to smile. “I’m glad,” he murmurs.

Your eyes wander to him for a moment, lingering on his face. You believe he has more to say, though you don’t press him on the matter.

“What do you do, uh, outside of all of this?” Jungkook chuckles nervously. He’s sure that after tomorrow, he won’t be seeing you at Church.

You pretend to think long and hard about his question before answering. “I suppose what normal people our age do?” you shrug your shoulders. “I work often, but I have hobbies. What do you do?”

You stop walking to face Jungkook. He does the same.

“I have hobbies, too.” Jungkook murmurs, cheeks dusting pink. He isn’t sure what to say. He’s an open book. You know he attends the church just as often as your grandmother and he’s highly reserved with non-reserved friends encouraging him to, in words his parents would tell him, sin. “I, uh, enjoy drawing as you know. Painting. I go wherever my friends drag me.”

You hum, lips twitching upwards. “Where do they drag you?”

Jungkook blinks. Were you actually interested in what he was saying?

“Uh, depends. Museums for some, arcades for others.” Jungkook swallows. “I’ve been dragged to clubs a few times, too.”

“Church boy Kookie in a club?” you pretend to be shocked, placing a hand over your mouth. You laugh mere seconds afterwards. “That’s a sight I’d have to see.”

Jungkook and you were far too consumed with one another that neither of you noticed how side by side you two were. You returned back to the cabins for dinner, him listening to you talk to Meana about a TV show he hadn’t heard before, but seems highly entertaining in “girl world” he likes to put it.

The young boy returned, glaring eyes at Jungkook before staring at you with such heart eyes that Jungkook would be threatened if the child wasn’t exactly that, a child. You were convinced by him and more children to do s’mores - an activity that you dragged Jungkook to, much to the little boy's dismay.

Even as the moon shone high above the dark sky, clear of any stars or clouds, Jungkook and you find yourselves by the lake. It’s quiet out as everyone had retreated to bed while you and him went for yet another walk.

You find that Jungkook is talented in a lot of things. You already know how amazing he was at drawing. His photography skills, as well. He showed you the pictures on his camera that he’s taken - of the children all playing, Church goers. He even showed you some of his friends that appear high-quality and magazines like that you had to compliment him on how amazing it was.

“You’re not very spontaneous, are you?” you asked. You and Jungkook sit on the dock, your feet swinging back and forth at the edge right above the lake.

Jungkook shakes his head. “No.” he admits. “Everything we’ve done,” he begins, that cute blush on his cheeks as he recalls the moments he and you shared. “is all a first to me.”

Jungkook and you had two different ideas of spontaneity, he’s sure. You offering him a blow job out in the open had to be by far his favorite - he couldn’t remember the last time adrenaline flowed through him like that.

You lick your lips. “The fun shouldn’t stop now, right?”

“What do you mean?”

You don’t answer and instead proceed to lift your shirt over your head. You throw it aside. “You ever gone skinny dipping?”

Widening his eyes, Jungkook shakes his head. You lift yourself up to take off your pants next, your panties going right along with it.

“Y-You’re serious?” Jungkook murmurs, looking around as if anyone is watching. You’re not too far from the cabins, but no one ever comes down to the lake at night.

You’re naked and Jungkook, no matter how many times he was blessed by the heavens above to witness you in such a state, he finds his eyes wandering to your nude figure.

“You know I am, Kookie.” you offer him a wink. “It’s our last night here. We mind as well make the most of it.”

You don’t wait for Jungkook to respond. Instead, you jump into the lake. Water splashes his shirt a bit as he watches you emerge from the water.

Jungkook’s heart pumps as he looks at your smiling face.

Fuck it, Jungkook thinks. He can hear his friends in his mind clear as ever - to not pussy out (in their crude tone).

Jungkook does the same as you, though folding his clothes and placing them neatly beside your discarded ones before diving in right beside you. You laugh, clapping your hands when he comes up from beneath the water.

“10 points to you, church boy Kookie!”

The water is freezing, but Jungkook doesn’t want to look like a coward, so he holds the shivering to a minimum. That, and he does find this whole thing hot - the act of him and you being totally naked while everyone else is oblivious. Was this something spontaneous you did on the regular?

“You’re cold, aren’t you?” you giggle. His teeth slightly chattered. “I’m cold, too.”

“Just something to get used to.” Jungkook chuckles. He swims a bit closer to you. The edge of the doc wasn’t too far deep into the water and the ground was touchable if he truly wanted to stand.

You make the first move, but you know fully that Jungkook doesn’t mind. The little that you’ve known him, you know he was now going through an internal battle of if he should touch you or not.

You wrap your legs around Jungkook’s waist, your hands sitting on his broad shoulders. Jungkook’s hands place themselves onto your hips, feeling even more warmer now that you were so close to him.

“You must really find working out fun.” you state, remembering what he said a few days prior. “You ever thought about getting any tattoos?”

Jungkook nods his head. “Yeah…but my mother would have a heart attack.” he chuckles.

You hum. “I think you’d look hot.” you murmur, tightening your legs around him. “I was thinking about getting one.”

Jungkook swallows. Your chest sits directly against his and your hands now lightly rub the skin of his shoulders.

“W-What tattoo?” Damn him for stuttering like a school boy. To think that he’s eaten you out more times than he can count, but you still make him so nervous.

“Hm…dunno.” you shrug your shoulders. “I want a tramp stamp. That’d be hot, right?”

It would be, Jungkook thinks. He only manages to nod his head because he’s positive that if he continued to think about it, he’d moan this time instead of stutter and he was done with embarrassing himself.

“You’re so…” you blink droplets of water from your eyelashes before smirking. “…cute.” you murmur. “You still get so shy around me.”

“I’m not.” Jungkook lies. It was pointless because you knew he was. “I’m just…not used to being around someone like you.”

“Then why haven’t you kissed me yet?”

Jungkook inhales a breath. “I didn’t know you wanted me to.”

“Is that so?” you lean in a bit, your cold nose touching his own. “I told you I wanted to fuck you on our first day here.” you murmur.

Jungkook’s ears are red. You had a point, he thinks, but still. You could always change your mind at nay given moment - even if you haven’t already.

Instead of responding, Jungkook places his lips onto yours. The familiar bubble in his stomach, followed by the quickness of his heart beat, Jungkook slightly moans into your lips. His eyes flutter close, his hands bringing you closer against him.

Kissing you got easier over time, Jungkook thinks, but he cannot help how his body feels afterwards. Even in the cold water, Jungkook can feel his cock begin to throb.

Your teeth sinks gently onto his bottom lip, tugging it playfully.

“I intend on having you fuck me still.”

Jungkook’s eyes flutter open. His hold on you tightens a bit at your words - words that cause his heart to continue to jolt, as well as his cock to throb with need. Just the thought of actually being inside of you.

Without warning, your legs hold onto his tighter, and your arms wrap around his neck. With all your force, you bring your body backwards and underneath the water, bringing Jungkook along with you.

A rush of sensation flows through Jungkook as he and you are enveloped underneath the water. Your legs loosen and so do your arms. You’re pulling away from him, he thinks. He emerges from under the water to hear your bubbly laughter. He wipes his eyes, blinking them a few times to look at you.

“Was that a trick?”

Jungkook’s tone is playful, you note. You don’t have enough time to process before he’a coming for you. He dips underneath the water. It’s silent for a moment, your head dashing around in an attempt to find him underwater.

A loud screech comes from your lips when hands wrap around your frame and throws you underneath the cold water along with him. You don’t process the rushing of water before you’re being brought up above it once more.

Jungkook is behind you, your back against his chest. Your breathing is heavy when he wraps you in a hug.

“Church boy Kookie,” you begin, breathing with each passing word. “you’re coming out of your shell nicely.”

Jungkook doesn’t mean for you to feel his cock against your ass, it just happens. Maybe by the way you squirm in his embrace to further tease him.

“I still want to fuck you.”

Jungkook’s lips are at your ear, warm breath tickling it. You’re already cold, but the way he speaks to you causes the exposed skin to prickle with excited goosebumps.

“You have such a dirty mouth.”

Jungkook swallows. Dirty talk, he thinks - his friends' words flowing through his mind. He doesn’t want to ruin this moment right now, one that he admits is entirely hot.

Jungkook places his lips at the nape of your neck, pressing several kisses. His hands roam upwards until they’re at your breast. He grips them in his hands needily, inhaling sharply against your neck.

“You love my dirty mouth.” Jungkook murmurs against your neck, his kisses now pecking upwards until he’s at your ear. “It’s what brings you back to me time and time again.”

Jungkook’s own confidence in his voice surprised even himself.

“You’re right.” you murmur, eyes fluttering close.

It was a blur getting out of the water and dressing for the sake of returning back to the cabins. You and him had to be quiet as you entered the showers. You assure to lock the doors behind you as Jungkook makes his way to the nearest shower he finds.

You and him are naked once more, underneath hot steamy water. Jungkook’s arms are around you again, bringing you closer as you and his lips lock together.

Doing all of this has his heart pounding even faster with adrenaline.

“You okay?” you say against his lips, hands lightly tapping his shoulders as you make them down his wet arms. “I don’t want to overwhelm you with beginner level spontaneity.”

Jungkook chuckles. His hands are on the low of your back. “I’m fine.” he murmurs. “Just…wanna touch you.”

You hum. “I’m not holding you back.”

Jungkook, no matter how many times he’s managed to touch you, always feels as if it’s the first time. His hands grip your breast once more, inhaling a sharp breath when his palms feel the way your nipples are so hardened.

“You’re very beautiful, Y/N.” Jungkook murmurs, voice nearly inaudible due to the loud shower hitting against your bodies and the tiled floors. “Sometimes I think this is all a dream and I’ll wake up and you’ll be gone…”

Jungkook’s thumbs press against your perky nipples, rubbing slightly. His cock is throbbing against your thigh, wishing that he'll hurry up and do what you want him to do.

You find Jungkook’s words endearingly poetic - it’s as though he believes that after tonight, you’d disappear into thin air; like a figment of his imagination.

You didn’t laugh because you truly did find his words endearing. Your heart pumps once those words hit your ears, your already warm body heating up even more. His thumbs twirl your nipples, wet eyelashes blinking up to look at you.

“You’re acting like I’m going to disappear after all of this is over.” you lick your lip as Jungkook comes closer, pressing a kiss to your neck as his hands knead your breast.

“Are you?”

Jungkook told himself that he wouldn’t ask you this question. He doesn’t want to appear as if he’s too interested in you - even though he absolutely is. He’s positive that you know he is. But he understands that you and him are entirely different and for you, this is possibly just an act of spontaneity.

Jungkook isn’t expecting you to respond so before you could - and possibly break his heart when you told him that you indeed weren’t going to stick around - his tongue strokes along your neck. His right hand roams down from your breast and past your stomach and right between your legs.

Your lips part to release a light gasp when his fingers are on your clit. He rubs them gently, his tongue continuing to swirl on your neck. You were beginning to like the confident side of Jungkook when he didn’t allow his mind to race a mile a minute.

Jungkook’s lips dipped further as his fingers continued to rub along your clit. He still cannot fathom how he managed to be entangled with someone like you - how you even managed to want to be around him. You didn’t mind that he was a bit inexperienced and shy and you were always willing to go easy on him.

If you called the way you came onto him time and time again “easy” - but Jungkook never complained or told you to stop.

Jungkook captures your nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirls on the perky bud, droplets of shower water falling into his face. His finger inches closer to your hole, wanting to sink them into you. The last few days, he has managed to gain a bit of an idea of what it was like to pleasure you - and each moment he could, he would. If that meant eating you out until you were begging him to stop, then so be it. Fingering you until your legs were shaking and you were making a mess all over his bedsheets, it was completely alright.

Once it was all done, your favorite thing to (think, not say) was how cute Jungkook was at seemingly learning new things that excite him.

“You’re getting better at this.” you lean your head back a bit when Jungkook’s fingers begin to enter you. Your thighs part wider, fully willing to take him.

Jungkook pops your nipple from his mouth, boba-like eyes looking up at you. He doesn’t say anything, but your compliment gets to his head. He begins to pump his fingers and keeps a close eye on you for your reaction. He finds that he enjoys watching you - was that creepy? He enjoys witnessing your face be drawn with pleasure by something he was doing. Your words of encouragement were always welcomed, as well, and it actually made him feel good.

“Are you?” Jungkook repeats his question from earlier, picking up the speed of his thrusting fingers. He comes closer to your face now, shielding the water from yours as it now slides down the back of his head. “Are you going to disappear when it’s all over?”

You squeeze around his fingers, damp lashes blinking away. There isn’t a way Jungkook was going to allow you to not answer his question - or at least think about it. His free hand places on the low of your back, sliding you closer to him.

“You can always-” you begin but halt when you feel his lips on yours. It’s full of hot need that has you shuddering in them. You wanted to mount him right now more than ever. “-can…always call me.” you finish when his lips lift for air.

Jungkook’s heart jolts again - that meant that you were interested in being friends, right? That after tonight, you and he would keep in touch and he had a chance with you - whatever chance you were willing to give him.

Jungkook bites the inside of his cheek. In the words of his dear friend Hoseok told to him before, he had to lock in. He couldn’t scare you away like he had his ex-girlfriend. He would take you in whatever way you wanted him to if it meant that you’d come around again.

The shower didn’t last long. You couldn’t wait any longer and neither could he. After bathing the quickest either of you ever had - mainly because the once hot water that was burning your skin was now running cool - you and he had to sneak back to his room. You were thankful that it was nearly secluded from the rest.

You nustle underneath the covers along with Jungkook, immediately wrapping yourself onto him. You didn’t want to wait any longer - a week was long enough in your eyes. You wouldn't say you were the one to constantly sleep around, but if you saw something - or someone - you wanted, you were determined to have it.

“What’s your number?” Jungkook blurts out when you nestle on top of him. You only got dressed enough to walk from the showers to his bedroom and immediately stripped down upon entering.

You snicker. “Can’t we exchange numbers tomorrow?” you say, running your hands up his stomach, his damp shirt nearly sticking to his skin.

“What if you forget?”

You pressed yourself further against him. His growing bulge was evident, but his face was sternly cute.

“Fine,” you let out a short breath, a smile on your lips. “852-0085.” you speak.

Your roaming hands are able to lift the shirt from his shoulders and throw it aside. You then lean down to press your lips onto his collar bone.

“You’re s-still missing the first two numbers!” Jungkook protests, though his voice softens with how good your lips feel against his flushed skin.

“That makes it fun.” you say as you peck his chest. Your eyes flicker up to Jungkook to find that he’s already looking down at you.

Jungkook’s chest rumbles a bit, but he doesn’t fight. He can see the glint of mischief in your eyes - this was a game to you. A game he was willing to play; unbeknownst to you he was always the competitive type.

You’re going lower and lower, sliding off of his lap to nestle between his legs. Your fingers hook on his underwear, the hard bulge making it no secret how content he was.

“I feel bad that you’ve eaten me out so many times the last few days.” you say, eyes glancing down to his cock. It’s as if in slow motion does it spring from his underwear, veiny and pink with oozing pre-cum. You lick your lips before glancing up at Jungkook. “I’ve been neglecting you.”

Jungkook bites his lip, eyes unblinking. You wrap a hand around his cock and squeeze it. “N-No, it’s fine!” he assures quickly, swallowing a lump in his throat. The cum leaking out his tip was embarrassing - you hadn’t even done anything yet. “I like…I like eating you out.” he admits, his cheeks heating up as blood rushes to his cheeks. “I enjoy making you cum, too.”

You want to say it. The urge to call him cute is at the tip of his tongue, but you understand Jungkook doesn’t like to be called that during situations like these. Instead, you poke your tongue out and lick along his slit.

If it’s one thing you did enjoy was watching Jungkook when he was on the receiving end of pleasure. He was so handsome for his own good and you should thank his parents for raising him to be so humble and kind.

And completely deserving of your interest.

Your tongue continues to roll on his tip, the salty taste of cum hits your taste buds. Your eyes continue to watch his face - the way his eyes flutter close and rosy lips part. His chest rises and falls and in the corner of your eye you see his hands grip the sheets.

A low groan comes from Jungkook’s lips when you bring his cock deeper into your warm mouth. He nearly forgets how good you were at this. The first time it happened, it was hard to forget about it - so much so that he would have to force himself to think of something else so he wouldn’t get an erection while he was out in his room.

Jungkook proceeds to squeeze his eyes shut as your sucking increased. His knuckles had to be a pale white now with how hard he was gripping the cotton sheets. His breathing is ragged and he’s doing everything to not whimper aloud and appear like a loser - but it was hard.

You blink a few times to rid yourself of the glossiness. Your head rises and falls, each time his tip hitting the back of your throat. Your hands rest on his tone thighs, tapping on them ever so softly just to continue to play with him.

“You’re so g-good at this.” Jungkook’s cheeks are a bright red at how weak his voice sounds. He’s added points to his mental score with how well he was doing at not sounding or appearing like a complete loser the last few days, and now - after whimpering - his points were erased.

Your throat vibrates as to answer him. There’s a pounding between your legs. Jungkook is so vulnerable right now, you think, caught in his own bliss. The amount of times you’d thought of this very cock splitting you open in a way you know he can if he’d just let loose.

Maybe you just had to bring it out of him.

You pop Jungkook’s cock from your mouth. Messily, saliva coats his thigh and a bit of your chest, but sex isn’t always clean.

Before Jungkook has time to react, you’re in his lap, again.

“Y/N-”

Jungkook doesn’t manage to speak before you’re sinking down on him. His eyes widen at the feel of your warm cunt gripping around his cock. So wet and tight - Jungkook ponders if he’s somehow managed to die and has gone to heaven.

Jungkook snaps out of his hallucination to place his hands onto your hips. “I-I-” he begins, cheeks becoming warm as he glances down to where you and he are connected fully. “-are we not supposed to wear a condom?” he questions low.

Jungkook doesn’t even have a condom, he then remembers. This was a church retreat, after all. The more he remembered where he was at and what he was doing, the more he thought about how long he was going to have to pray for forgiveness.

“Don’t have any.” you murmur - uncaring - soft hands on his shoulders. You push him back a bit. “I’m on birth control.”

Jungkook’s chest continues to rise and fall rapidly as goosebumps form onto his skin.

“Is that okay?” your hips rise just to fall once more, knowing full and well that Jungkook wasn’t going to push you away.

Jungkook gasps. His fingernails dig into your skin. “Yes,” he says hastily. “it’s ok-kay.”

“Good.”

The smile you give Jungkook is so wholesome.

That’s until you begin to drop the sweet girl act and use Jungkook’s cock - the same cock you’ve wanted inside you since the very first day - to your advantage.

You buckle your hips, pouncing against him with little care. His cock is so deep, springing in and out of you heavenly.

Jungkook, on the other hand, has a hard time handling this. Your pussy is too tight for him to not moan beneath you. It’s too wet for him to not want to feel more and more of it as you bounce against him. But he understands that even though his room is further than everyone else's, that didn’t mean it was sound proof.

“Slow,” Jungkook begins, gripping your waist. He makes the mistake of opening his eyes to witness your bouncing breast right in his face. “-down,” Jungkook manages to let out.

“Your cock feels so good, Kookie.” you moan, leaning closer to him so that you and him are face to face and now chest to chest.

Jungkook shudders. His right hand slides up your back, wanting to hold you closer to him. “I don’t want us to get caught.” he moans. He wanted to savor this moment - and everything else after this. Getting caught wasn’t an option for him. “Your pussy feels good, too.”

Church boy Kookie and his dirty words had gotten better over the last few days - you had to give yourself a pat on the back for making him comfortable enough. His hushed tone added to the affect, your walls tightening around his cock more.

“Remember what you said the other day?” you ask, grinding your hips as your lips peck the corner of his mouth. “That you thought about the ways you wanted to fuck me?”

Jungkook nods his head. His hand has a mind of its own so while his right is on the low of your back, his left dips down to feel your ass in his palm.

“Tonight,” you begin, pecking his lips. “I’ll be mild. Next time I want you to fuck me in whatever way you want.”

You were going to be the death of him, Jungkook thinks. Something in his mind - so small and deep - tells him that this was wrong. He shouldn’t be doing this with you during a church retreat out of all places, but his desire for you outweighs whatever discernment he has.

“However I want?” Jungkook couldn’t help but ask. He’s prayed about it before, asking for forgiveness for thinking about you so disrespectfully as what he wanted to do to you was anything but holy.

You nod your head, picking up the pace. You lean away from him, both of your feet laying against his bed as you begin to pounce. Up and down, up and down - Jungkook couldn’t keep his eyes away from your body. Your wet cunt dripping with arousal all over him to the way your breast bounces in similar rhythm.

“Whatever dirty fantasies you keep hidden in your mind, I’d let you do to me.” you look right into his eyes as you speak, casting a spell upon him that Jungkook is fixed on you and you alone.

“Fuck.” Jungkook lets out, his stomach tightening at just the thought of being able to do whatever he wants with you - unholy acts that he was told were bad for the majority of his life. Adrenaline flows through him and without thinking, his hips begin to buckle to meet you halfway. “You’re…you’re such…”

You moan when Jungkook begins to thrust along with you, his cock hitting you even deeper. You were unlocking something in him you knew he possessed.

“...such a whore I’ve been told about all my life.”

Did you have a degradation kink, you think? The way your pussy tightens around his cock at being called a whore by Jungkook - the once soft spoken man who would apologize for even looking at you the wrong way. Now, his eyes are dark and unapologetic, his hips buckling to bury his cock deeper into you.

“Flee from sexual immorality,” Jungkook recants the verse he’s been told time and time again for years. “Every other sin a person commits is outside the body, but the seuxally immoral person sins against his own body.”

Maybe you were a whore. Why did that make you even hornier?

“Ever since you come into my life, all I can think about is fucking you.” Jungkook admits, his eyes glaring at you - but not because he hates that you brought a side out of him that he has buried deep within. “All I ever want to do is bury my face between your legs and taste your sweet pussy against my tongue.”

You’re left speechless - since when could he speak this dirty? You hadn’t noticed that you stopped bouncing and allowed Jungkook to take control until the room grew louder with skin slapping.

“You don’t know how hard it is to keep these thoughts about you out of my mind. Praying them away doesn’t work.”

Jungkook feels a shiver down his spine as he continues to thrust, nails digging into your skin.

“The best way to get rid of the thoughts is to speak of them aloud.” you murmur, managing to hold his gaze. His cock is drilling into you in a pace that only someone like him - who finds the gym and exercising fun - could do.

“I don’t think you want to hear them.” Jungkook murmurs, his own eyes unblinking. He swallows as there’s now a churn in abdomen. “I still respect you, Y/N.”

It’s amazing how Jungkook can switch entirely, from being the church boy you know to the hot, degrading man who he traps away.

“Get up,” Jungkook rasps. “I don’t want to cum-”

“Just cum in me.” you state, tightening your thighs to keep him trapped between you. You proceed to wrap your arms around his neck to keep him close. “I want to feel it.”

Jungkook shudders once more. His eyes squeeze shut as his cock ruts in and out of you, hitting a sweet spot that causes you to moan with each thrust. He wasn’t going to last long and by the way you’re whimpering, neither were you.

With a few more desperate thrusts, warm cum fills you entirely. Jungkook’s thighs shake as he covers your wet walls with sticky cum, the feeling entirely euphoric that there’s no way that he hasn’t died and gone to heaven already.

You hum softly, the feeling of being full of him causes warmth to fill your body. You lay limp against him, your chest against his.

“Are you okay?” Jungkook asks a few moments later as his cock begins to soften. “I don’t think you’re a whore.”

You laugh when you hear the hesitance in his voice. You roll off of him and lay beside him. “I know you don’t.” you murmur. “Are you okay?”

Jungkook blinks a few times before nodding his head.

“You sure?” you ask, turning to face him. “Doesn’t this, like, go against whatever you believe in?”

Jungkook closes his eyes. “Well,” he begins, a bit amused. “I’ve sinned since the first day I got here. I prayed after every time.”

You laugh aloud, wrapping an arm around him.

“I hope we weren’t too loud.” Jungkook does the same, holding you close. He isn’t sure he can handle the judgmental stares from everyone if they knew what was going on. “Are you going to give me the first two digits of your number now?”

You close your eyes and yawn. “Not a chance.”

Jungkook cracks a smile, he isn’t upset. He enjoyed a good game - even if it meant calling dozens of phone numbers if it meant that he would eventually find yours.

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explicit-tae · 1 month ago

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church boy kookie needs to make a comeback immediately

hii 😭 im imagining jungkook as a church boy who is so attracted to the reader that he thinks he’s sinning right before the lords eyes

honestly let's talk about it because now that you said it all i can imagine is...

Repent

Adventures of Jeon Jungkook and the new girl who attends the church retreat - and who is also determined to fuck him.

Warning: church boy jungkook, very shy boy, reader has ulterior motives of course, reader obviously has a corruption kink, dry humping, slight masturbation,

Part 2

The first time Jungkook has laid his eyes upon you, he noticed there was a shift.

You weren't from here, Jungkook notes. He knows everyone at this church and has yet to know who you were. It only takes a quick word from you to know that this isn't what you usually indulge in.

Y/L Y/N was your name and you've volunteered simply because of your sweet grandmother - the same one who baked such delicious treats for all the children on this trip. She had introduced the two of you and you have given him a smile that causes his heart to jolt suddenly.

Jungkook had to stay away from you and that was his only option. To think that he - a man - had to stay away from you was absurd. However, it was true. Your presence causes an unbalance in his life.

The first unbalance had been when he saw you again. Again, you only volunteered because your grandmother insisted. It was summer and the church always went on a week retreat deep in the woods to be one with nature and naturally, it was hot.

And of course, naturally, your legs were showing.

Legs and shoulders.

Was this where Jungkook's life was going? Him being attracted to any ounce of skin that he had to physically remove himself from the situation entirely.

Jungkook grew up in this church, his parents attending every and any event there was. He was a religious person who stuck to themselves - even as he reached adulthood. That didn't mean he didn't have friends that weren't apart of the church - and as soon as he began to feel things, he called them.

Jungkook's friends had laughed at him. He always hated being the youngest one in said group. Jimin had teased him the entire phone call. Namjoon was trying to keep everyone at bay, but it was no use. "You're acting like a little virgin, Kookie." was Taehyung's words. "Act like you had pussy before, please."

Jungkook decides that his friends were going to be of no help. They didn't grow in the church like he had and had to constantly think about what God thought about his actions - how perverted his mind was going whenever he saw you. Like when you gotten on your knees to pick something up and his mind instantly flashed to you on your knees for him in a less than holy way.

"It's normal to feel these things. You're a man, Kook." Namjoon had assured him over the phone. He's unsure if he'd be able to stay the entire week if he had to keep seeing you and imagining filthy ways to have you.

"You're an artist...why don't you draw what you're feeling?" Yoongi had suggested - and that idea felt ludicrous. He was feeling aroused by you and the only way to release it, by his older friends' thoughts, were to draw it out?

Jungkook had - and at the end of it all he felt like a horrible human being. But once his pencil started to sketch, he couldn't bring himself to stop. While everyone else remained asleep in their respected parts of the cabin, he had been up drawing you.

The drawing started sweet - you smiling just the way Jungkook remembered. You looking out into the distance and even one of you eating one of your grandmothers' infamous cookies.

It went downhill when his mind flashes once more of you on your knees and his hand moves quickly, sketching out the perverse thoughts into his notebook. His mind thinks about what your body would look like underneath your clothes. He draws what he imagines your pretty face would appear if contorted with pleasure, your eyes barely able to remain open...

Before Jungkook knew it, it was morning, and his room shines brightly thanks to the sun. He had slammed his sketchbook shut and hid it deep in his suitcase, a part of his ashamed of what he wasted the entirety of his night on.

"Jungkook, right?"

Jungkook stiffens when he hears your voice directly beside him. He turns slowly, as if afraid. Doe eyes stare at you for a moment and it's only when you speak again does he answer. "Y-Yes. I'm Jungkook."

Jungkook thinks he could melt when you offer him a smile. "Can I see them?"

"H-Huh?"

"I was told you draw."

The color leaves Jungkook's face and he eyes you once more, unsure on who told you that.

"The kids," you turn to the table full of children doing arts and craft. "said Kookie is the best artist here."

Jungkook hearts beat outside his chest and slowly he nods. "I-I can show you." he says, swallowing his nerves. "It's in my room. I'll go get them-"

"I can come." you smile. "I don't want to burden you and have you walk all the way there and back."

Jungkook's heart is beating outside his chest at having you in his room. On the way there he had texted his friends about it, asking for any advice on not passing out - and all he received was vulgar things to do while the two of you were alone; they were never any help.

"These are nice." you compliment, flipping through the countless drawings he had - some of scenery and landscaping, some an assortment of flowers or even fruit. You're laying on your stomach as you flip through them, your legs swaying back and forth behind you. Jungkook thinks they'd feel soft if he ever had a chance to touch them. "Do you draw people, as well?"

"Sometimes." Jungkook's cheeks flush and he wonders if maybe you knew just how much of a pervert he was - why else would you ask these questions? Maybe he should apologize before you accuse him of anything.

"Can I see them?"

There it was - you were gathering evidence. Jungkook swallows thickly, unsure of what to say or do; maybe he should start praying as God would have to be the first to grant his forgiveness. He swallows thickly going through an internal battle with himself.

"Are you scared of me?"

Jungkook glances away at your question. He wants to say that he was - that you were far too beautiful for him to be too close to. Even now he finds it quite difficult to not stare at your legs and admire how femininely woman they look in your shorts. But then he would be questioned further and how could he tell you about the perverted thoughts he has? "I-I..."

"I'm not a very...religious person. I'm sure you know." you speak, closing the sketchbook he has given you that displayed his mild artwork. "I hope you don't think I'm a bad person." you continue, now lying on your back, eyes blinking upwards at him.

"Never!" Jungkook insist, snapping his head back to you quickly. "I'm...just...awkward around new people." he admits, not wanting you to think he didn't like you because of how you lived your life.

You smile at him, eyes unreadable to Jungkook. "So, you wouldn't judge me for what I want to say?"

"Of course not." Jungkook responds meekly. "You are entitled to say whatever you feel. Only God could judge us!"

"You are right." you nod. "Before the week is over, Jungkook..." you begin, eyes staring right into his dark curious ones. You now bring yourself up to a seated position. He waits for you to continue and he swears that he could hear a pin drop in his room. The suspense was killing him. "...I'm going to get you to fuck me."

You leave Jungkook there for the suspense, giggling to yourself at how wide his eyes were and how terrified he looked. His eyes follow your figure leaving his bedroom, his heart in his ears. He's humiliated that those words caused an erection that he couldn't get to go away for the following 15 minutes.

How couldn't you want someone like Jungkook? The boy was gorgeous and had a body and the face of a man that deserved to be the biggest, conceited asshole - and it made it better that he wasn't. He was a shy individual and appeared to avoid any contact from the opposite sex over the age of 18. Though, there wasn't any woman here that appeared to catch Jungkook's eyes, and yes, you've noticed.

Jungkook's wandering eyes were the reason you chose to wear the tight shirts and shorts, regardless of the disapproving glances from the other church go-ers. You've done anything you could have to make Jungkook talk to you - and when he hadn't after the second day, you told yourself matters had to be taken into your own hands.

"So...a hot girl wants to fuck you?" Jimin asks over the phone. "But you're blowing up my phone?"

"This is serious!" Jungkook hisses over the phone. He needed outside help on how to approach this. "What if this is a joke?"

"A joke?" Taehyung scoffs. "What more does she have to say?"

"She'll have to put her pussy on his face to get his dumbass to get the point." Hoseok grumbles, tired of hearing Jungkook and his made-up problems. "I say you give her what she wants. Fuck her raw and-"

"Can you all please?" Namjoon groans loudly. "You're not being supportive."

"Thanks, hyung."

Jungkook decides to listen to Namjoon and talk to you about it - later on in the night. Now you were helping your grandmother set up the food table with the meals she's spent hours preparing that would be served only after the service.

"Kookie!" one boy says, running right into him. "Take a picture of us!"

Jungkook nods, a soft smile on his lips. He was on photography duty and had to make sure enough pictures were taken. This will get his mind off of you, surely.

Jungkook snaps countless pictures throughout the night, making sure everyone was a part of it. In the back of his mind, you remained - your admission to wanting to...sleep with him was weighing heavily.

In the camera lengths Jungkook see's you, already looking his way. Slowly, he lowers it from his face and his eyes meet yours for the first time since this morning. You and here stood across the room but even he could see that you wanted him to notice you.

Jungkook glances away from you and to two more kids running past him. He sighs, stumbling out the way and when he looks back to where you once stood, you were gone.

This is his chance, Jungkook thinks. He could be a little late to the service today. He could never focus if his mind could only think of you.

Jungkook goes towards the direction of where your room would be, the hallway long and quiet. It's vacant as everyone is in the dining hall for service soon. His nerves are kicking his ass, and he contemplates if he should turn around now.

Jungkook stops outside your room door. It's cracked and a bit of light shines behind it. He goes to knock on your door when he finds you - only you were naked, your clothes sprawled on the floor. His breath hitches as you lay on the bed, your legs wide open for him to see.

Jungkook wants to run away and forget that he has seen you in such a vulnerable state, but his body doesn't move. His eyes are unblinking and solely focused on the way your fingers begin to play with yourself.

Your breast appears so full and he imagines how nice they'd feel in the palms of his hands. Your nipples are erect due to the slight coolness of the room this evening and his mouth salivates on just how he imagines his tongue circling them until they're swollen.

Jungkook was a pervert - he was going to have to repent after this. He finds that he cannot move from his spot, watching you play with yourself. One hand grips your breast while the free one begins to enter two fingers inside of you. Your moans fill the room and it's a melodic tune that he wants to hear over and over and over again.

Jungkook's pants are tight, his erection begging for a release from the prison that was his underwear.

"Kookie?"

Jungkook nearly jumps from his skin when you say his name, eyes staring at the cracked door where he stood in the darkness. Maybe if he didn't respond you'd think that he wasn't there.

"Come in." you say, lifting yourself from laying on your bed to sitting on it. "You don't have to be afraid."

"I-I'm so sorry!" Jungkook says from the door, not moving an inch. His heart is pounding and damn it he was afraid. You were becoming to much to handle and his friends were right - he was acting like some virgin teenager that didn't experience this with a girl before.

And truly, it was only a few times with a girlfriend he had that didn't work out. Maybe he should have listened to his friends and not propose to her at their young age; but what were they expecting a religious person like Jungkook to do?

You were going to have to initiate everything, you note. But that's okay - you loved the shy ones like Jungkook. You could only imagine the way he'll whimper beneath you.

You swing the door open, just as naked as before. Jungkook is frozen and his breathing increases. He tears his eyes away from you, dark cheeks. "P-Please don't hate me."

"You're so silly." you laugh. "Why would I hate you?"

Jungkook feels ready to explode when you wrap your arms around his neck. Your chest is against his and you're so close that he can smell a vanilla scent on your skin - he has a good nose, and he just certain it's the warm vanilla collection.

You're teasing him, your tongue poking out from your lips to lick at his neck. "Do you want me to stop?" you asks him - you weren't going to do anything to the man while he was crying the entire time.

"It's...this is fine." Jungkook murmurs meekly.

"You don't sound sure." you tease. "Do you not like me?"

"I-I do!" Jungkook is quick to say. "I just don't want to force you into anything."

You mentally sigh - he wasn't helping you not want him. You want to coo at how cute Jungkook was. To think he didn't want to force you into anything after you've gone this far.

"We have five days left of this trip." you murmur, tongue against his neck. It circles the nape of it. "You aren't going to keep me waiting, right? That wouldn't be nice."

Jungkook whimpers when he feels your teeth biting his neck and it does nothing but make you want to ruin the man further.

"I want you to take some pictures of me." you tell Jungkook, leaning back to look into his eyes. "Some pictures that are for...your eyes only."

Jungkook gulps, his cock jumps in his pants. "O-Okay." is all he could muster up to say.

You remove your arms from his neck and nod to the camera around his neck. "Then start." you tell him.

Jungkook's hands are trembling when he does as you ask him to. He snaps several pictures of your naked body, you are posing in such provocative positions that he's unsure if this is real or a sick, perverted dream of his.

"Now," you clap your hands. "I want to take some pictures of me in a different P.O.V."

Jungkook clenches the camera in his hands. "I-"

You pull him onto the bed, caging him between your things. Your pussy is right against his clothed erection, and he yelps when he feels you sit directly on top of him. "Take them."

Jungkook knows these pictures were going to be blurry. His palms are sweaty as he snaps a few more pictures of you directly on top of him. The sight is forever going to be drawn into his mind - naked body on top of his, breast on fully display as you look down on him with such a lustful look in your eyes.

"I-I can't get the right pictures if...if you keep moving." Jungkook clenches the camera in his hands. You were grinding against him and through the lenses he watches the way your pussy humps against him.

"Sorry," you murmur. "you just feel good."

Jungkook drops the camera at your words, and you could only snort, but you don't stop your grinding. Your eyes force his to watch you, hands clenching into his shoulders as you beginning to add pressure and speed to your humping. "I can't feel it enough."

Jungkook was going to die here - he's sure of it. One hand removes itself from his shoulder and you slightly lift yourself up so you could yank down his pants. You weren't going to stop there and before you know it, Jungkook's underwear's is yanked just as fast.

"I-I-"

Jungkook winces when he feels you sit directly onto him, your folds against the shaft of his cock. You're wet and warm - he's never felt anything without a condom on.

Your hips begin to buckle, grinding against his shaft. Jungkook's cheeks are bright red with embarrassment and his hands hover above your hips, afraid to touch you. "You're acting like you never touched a woman before."

Jungkook swallows, resting his hands onto your grinding hips. "N-Not one like you." he admits - someone so bold and beautiful who knew exactly what she wanted.

You giggle, then moan. Your hips circle around Jungkook's cock and wished that something so beautiful was inside of you - but you were patient enough to wait. You didn't want to overwhelm the boy more than you were already.

"Don't be afraid to touch me, Kookie." your mouth is so close to his that he wants to connect your lips. He could feel your breath against his face, tickling him as you moan.

Jungkook's hand roam your body, his palm vibrating with anticipation. He grips on the flesh of your ass, whimpering at how soft it was all the while you grinded against him. He roams them up past your hips and towards you back to them cast them down your sides to grip your breast.

"You're very beautiful..." Jungkook whimpers once more, body hot with pleasure. "...so so beautiful."

Jungkook's embarrassed that he can feel himself about to cum, but that was alright because you were determined to cum along with him. You take the initiative to connect your lips to Jungkook's in a needy kiss, your hips buckling with such need.

Humping usually wasn't what you settled for - but Jungkook was just too hot (and shy) to not tease and mess with. You're cumming all over him, creaming against his cock that he cannot help but do the same, hot cum falling all over his abdomen like a hormonal pathetic teenager.

"I can't wait to feel your cum in me." you murmur against his lips and Jungkook swears that alone could make him hard again.

PART 2 COMING SOON

Preview

“I’m sure we can be besties.” you wink at him, an action Jungkook finds cute. “That does other things.”

You connect the gap between you and Jungkook, pressing your glossed lips against his. Your lips are sticky but sweet, tasting like blueberries.

Your hands are soft onto his cheeks, ensuring he doesn’t push himself away - and he doesn’t plan on it.

Jungkook is unsure where he puts his own hands and this allows you to help him. Your left hand removes from his check to grasp his wrist and place it onto your hips. You tap it slightly, giving him full access to whatever he wants to feel.

Jungkook is hesitant, but he follows your lead. His hands grip onto your hips, moaning against your soft lips.

The soft kisses soon turn to a makeout session, your delicate hands roaming Jungkook’s broad chest.

Jungkook’s hands roam up your sides and around your back, wanting to feel more of you. Even now as the two of you were fully clothed and he technically saw you naked, the crave he has for you only grows higher and higher.

You pull yourself away from Jungkook, snorting when you notice his plush lips are full of gloss.

“You said you’ve done things with other girls?”

Jungkook begins to nod. He was growing anxious at your question. He hasn’t done a lot - especially not with more than one girl.

“Hm.” you peck his lips gently. “What have they done to pleasure you?”

Taking a short breath, Jungkook shrugs his shoulders. “Regular…stuff…?”

Once more, Jungkook is so cute to you. Knowing him, he hasn’t experienced foreplay. You recall hearing some religious people only experience sex to procreate and you truly hoped that was a lie.

“Hm…” you bat your eyelashes at him. “...I’ll show you regular stuff with me.”

Jungkook nodded his head, only a bit embarrassed how eager he was to see it.

You decide to take things slow - for now. You peck his lips, then his cheek, down his jaw. You get to his neck, slightly inhaling the scent of his cologne. It’s faint and smells a bit earthy; a scent that does scream Jungkook. It’s subtle.

“You’re hard.” you state at the nape of his neck.

Jungkook opens his mouth to speak; to apologize for his behavior as the two of you were just supposed to be kissing, surely. “S-Sorry-”

“That’s a good thing! I need you to be aroused, Kookie.” you grin, pulling yourself away from him to bat your eyelashes once more. “It’s easier to suck your cock this way.”

Jungkook nearly explodes at your lewd words.

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#repent #jungkook x reader #like shy reserve innocent jungkook just hits different

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