#hes using his little really really dim reflection on the monitor to clarify

[buwheal]

Not sure if you ever mentioned, but what IS your favorite flavor? I can't tell from looking at the cake.

[jiminsgalaxxi]

EUPHORIA

Pairing: Jungkook x Female Reader

☆ Recording Studio

☆ One shot || smut

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Thank God for halter tops and maxi skirts! The summer sun felt like spotlight on your skin ready to burn a hole through you. You pushed through the door to Jungkook's studio and welcomed the cool blast of aircon on your skin. You happily sighed with the relief. "Ah, bliss."

In the studio, Jungkook and his producers were busy discussing about the new song they were planning to release. A familiar face pops up out of the huddle, "Hi, Y/N!" Adora cheerfully waves at you. "Heya!", you waved back. A couple more heads turned but only one face mattered to you most.

Flashing you a boyish smile with a twinkle in his eye, "One more run with our new mix and we should be done." He reassures you. "All good, babe. Take your time.", you smiled back.

After a few more minutes of bouncing back ideas, Jungkook gets into the glass booth and starts recording. His soft voice blending so well with the melody, your chest swells up with pride for having this wonderful human yours. 

There was always something with the way he sang that was so emotive that you just can't help but believe everything he sang to you. Looking at him through the glass window, his sang to the Sony C800GPAC microphone evocatively. A misty voice in a foggy morning dawn, cool and soothing.

He poured out everything that he has for any and all challenges, a trait you have always loved in him, so passionate in everything that he did; his dance, his singing, his music, his solo performances on stage and most especially in bed.

Jungkook in bed was fire understated.

Since the rest of the producers were busy analyzing the musical score, you took on the freedom to stare at him avidly. Noting how his eyes soften to match the mood; his lips softly rolling off the lyrics. You remembered how his lips felt possesively over yours just last night. Your eyes continued to travel down his neck, where you always like to kiss that pulsating vein. The groove of his chest discernable under his shirt where you love to feel his heart beat double time when you get close. Hands gently holding his studio headphones, big veins running the length of his arm disappearing under his shirt, the same hands that know exactly where to touch and make you quiver in ecstasy.

Just thinking about that was already making you hot, yet the a/c was blasting at max. How much longer until you can get him alone for yourself? As if on cue, his eyes found yours. As he sang out the last few notes of the melody, the soft look in his eyes has gone and his lips have curved into a slow smile.

It made you a little breathless. You know all to well what that look was.

Girls all around the world are crazy already about him and his band. Who wouldn't? They were handsome, talented, and dork level relatable.

Jungkook seemed to be cherished by the majority of the population of fans and even by his hyungs. He was funny, generous, athletic, and artistic in every way but most importantly, he belonged to you. Now, they are just doing some final touches to the mix just in time for their upcoming album release.

"That was awesome, Jungkook!" The foreign producer speaks through the mic packing the recording up. A grammy-winning producer has happily collaborated with BTS after weeks of exchanging emails and samples.

Jungkook gives two thumbs up paired with a big smile then started to tidy up inside the recording booth. "I'll run this through with Bang Si Hyuk in the morning and see if it works out with the final production.", the producer continues. "We've made about 15 samples and I'm pretty sure one of them will suit the story line" Namjoon interjects as if reassuring Jungkook. He knows how hard Jungkook has worked on this song, asking the younger man to record and re-record to change the mood of the song.

That was one of the things you loved about their brotherhood; they always pushed each other to their limits and bring out the best in them. They looked out for and genuinely cared for their group's well-being. Their admiration for each other was true and undeniable. All the boys were especially doting to Jungkook for being the maknae.

Jungkook was the amalgamation of all his hyungs.

You noticed the newly built three-meter fish tank on the far side of the room, a dimmed back light making the water glow as you looked around. You and Jungkook were just talking about adding either small tropical fishes or an arowana yesterday when you saw something golden reflecting in the low light elegantly glided by. So, he did get a gold arowana!

“How ya been, Y/N? You are looking especially captivating today.” you felt a weight shift on the leather couch you were sitting on as another figure sat beside you. “Hello, Yi Jeong.", giving him a tentative reply. "It's JPearl now," giving you a look through the side of his eyes. He had always been very friendly towards you albeit bordering on flirty sometimes but he was never physically forward. Yi Jeong aka JPearl appears to always find a reason to approach you. Looking him over, he was actually handsome. Tall and lean, straight black hair framing a small face with uncanningly black eyes, high nose bridge and thick pink lips.

Just imagine if Jimin and Seokjin had an offspring, it would be JPearl.

"I don't think I will ever get used to calling you JPearl. It sounds a little..." your eyes trailed the sound equipment on the table searching for the right word for it, "...offbeat", looking him in the eye. Arms folded, he leaned his head to you "Actually, you are the only one who calls me by my real name. I don't really mind what name you call me, sweet cakes, as long as you call me. Hearing you say my name is a beautiful song already." he finished with a wink. "M'kay" you laughed fakely.

What a flirt.

"Hey, what's this?" You find JPearl picking something up from your bare shoulder with his fingertips. It was when he gave it a little tug that you felt it. What seemed to be an invisible thread at first was actually a very long thin silver hair pinned under the skinny strap of your halter top. “Don’t!” your hand clamping down on his, his face puzzled. “It’s my lucky charm.”, you continued with a dry smile. “Oh. Sorry. I couldn’t help myself.” he apologized. “Is that an apology?” you teased.

He started to open his mouth to say something when a voice interrupted. “The only person he will apologize to is me.” Jungkook standing in front of you, his voice dropping low, his eyes almost challenging JPearl. “Hey, Jungkook. No harm intended.” JPearl raising both hands up. “Yeah, keep your hands to yourself and off my girl.” Jungkook almost confrontational. 

The other people in the room all of a sudden turned their heads around and fell silent upon hearing the low tones of threat in Jungkook’s voice. “Yah, Jungkook, all good there?” Namjoon asks. JPearl has stood up by this time but still Jungkook, who is even younger, towers over him. “I said, no harm done, Jungkook.” JPearl clarifies. Jungkook kept his eyes on him, near narrow slits. You decided to intervene. “Okay, puppies, drop it. As JPearl said, no harm done.” and in a louder voice, “Why don’t we go to the other room. I brought you something nice to snack on. You guys have been working hard today.” Glancing at Namjoon, “All good here”, putting a thumb up and a beaming smile.

Upon hearing there was food waiting, everybody started for the door. “Yeah, food! Thanks Y/N! You’re always the best!” Adora gives you a tight hug before half-running out of the room. She’s always been so sweet to you, although you have tried many times to make her tell you her real name. None of the boys know it, too. “Can you remember it now?” she asked peeping her head by the door frame. You give her a big smile while shaking your head. She did tell you that one night when you both were drunk but the memory escapes you. Sneaky.

You felt a hand brush up on your arm, Jungkook softly pulling you to him. “Hey, what was that all about?”, you asked. “I just don’t like that punk getting close to you.” eyes down, brows furrowed with his reply. “I know but see, I’m okay. He can be really friendly sometimes but you know I can handle him.” leaning your head to the side to look at his downcast face, still obviously upset, you laid a hand on his chest. He was cutely chewing his lower lip and that just made you want to kiss him so bad. “Friendly, my ass.” he huffed, “I know all too well what he is doing.”, “Is my Kookie jealous?” feeling a little giddy asking him that when you know all too well he was. 

“No, I’m just letting everyone know what is mine.” and with that his head swooped down to claim your lips. It was soft and almost peckish. Wrapping your arms around his waist, you felt him press you closer, your breast against him. He was always so possessive and you like that, especially when he gets like this. The course of his kiss changed to something more insistent, you can’t help but open up your lips to let his tongue in. His hands running up and down your back have lingered down to cup your derriere. “Why you gotta be so hot all the time? You drive me crazy.” His voice rough with need, “Fuck, you’re not even wearing a bra. What else is missing in your outfit today?”, he holds you closer to his hips, his growing desire obvious between his legs. He continued kissing you down your ivory neck while your breath in his ear made him all the more aroused. But you pushed him away all of a sudden, “Jungkook, wait! Here?” you scanned around, you can hear warning bells ringing in the corner of your mind. You and him in his recording studio with possible CCTVs monitoring what you were doing. “Don’t worry, no cameras in here. I made sure just in case of...” he looks down at your flushed face “...sexy times” As if reading your mind, his teeth flashed in his naughty smile. “Are you sure? But what about the others waiting for us? And your door, it’s fucking translucent.” you were skeptical. You looked to the door where you can see shadows of passersby.  “They can wait. It’s frosted and also auto-lock. No one else knows the passcode. Not even Jimin. Trust me.” he assured. “Now where were we, baby girl?” the want in his voice unmistakable.

“If that’s the case”, you languidly snake your hands over his nape, “Right here.” you whispered, pulling him down for another kiss. You feel him harden between the crevice of your hips. The promiscuity in his studio with the possibility of being caught stirred a different kind of excitement in you.

You turned around to settled your bottom against his erection while moving your hair aside exposing your bare back to him. Holding your hips to his, he slowly starts to gyrate against you. "Your ass feels so good" he whispers in between kisses against your bare shoulder. Hands spanning your slim waist and sliding up to your breasts. You drop your head back savoring the feeling spreading all over your body. "I love the way you smell, baby girl" his voice gruff on your neck. He turned you around and opens his mouth over yours. His hands cupped your ass, massaging them to his arousal. Standing on tiptoes and pressing your breasts to him, you felt his hands inch down to your thighs and in one swift motion lifted you up, legs wrapped around his waist. You lustily gasped in his mouth with surprise but took his lips back, delving your tongue inside to taste more of him. 

Your body always wanting more of him. 

He sets you down on his table, his recording equipment strewn beside you, his kiss undisturbed. Putting your legs on either side of the arm rest of his swivel chair, he ran his hands over your legs hiking your skirt up, he motioned to sit on his chair when you stopped him, “I wanna show you something”, pushing your hair away, you pulled the black skinny string at your nape. Jungkook’s eye followed the fabric of your halter top slowly fall away, exposing your creamy breasts. “Do you like it?” biting on your lip.

 “I love it.”

You found his eyes transfixed on your nipple ring. His hands slowly followed the trail of your neck down to cup your breast, his touch almost scorching. His head lowered to relish on your pierced nipple, wet tongue flicking on your already sensitive nub sending bolts of hot flushes to the pit of your stomach. As his other hand kneaded your other breast, he continued to play with your nipple ring. You thought you were going to go mad with his teasing, you grabbed a fistful of his hair as you arched your back to him. Closing your eyes and throwing your head back, you bit on your lower lip to contain the pleasure running all over your body. A husky moan escaped from your throat as your legs drew him closer. 

“Jungkook”, your voice barely a whisper as he leaves a trail of hot kisses from your breast to your sensitive belly button. You hear the rustle of your skirt as he lifted it up over you thighs. “I can see how hot you are for me, baby girl. God, you are so wet”  your wetness soaking through the crotch of your bodysuit, he started to palm your sex over the fabric, the friction of the buttons on your clit escalating your lust. “Only for you.” You countered in a raspy voice, you heart pounding in your ears. “Touch me, I want to feel your fingers inside me.” He released the three buttons holding your bodysuit to reveal the soft folds of your throbbing womanhood. 

“Fuck, you’re not even wearing panties” you brushed your tongue over your lips as you give him an impish smile. “Touch me,” you said to him again. His eyes darkened to kiss you, his hand brushing the inside of your thigh finding its way to touch you between your legs. After licking his fingers, he deftly slid a digit in to you. In and out of your damp slit, thumbing your sensitive bud. “Like this?” his warm breath in your ear as you throw your head back. Another fingers joined to fondle you, you can only moan in pleasure to answer him. 

He gives you a torrid kiss before disappearing under your skirt that has bunched up on your waist and hips. The moment his warm tongue touched your core, you felt the coil in your stomach tighten ten-fold. His hands cupping the sides of your hips as he continues to ravage you. "You taste so good, baby girl" the humming vibration of his voice against your pussy shot a burn to your stomach. You can feel the building white heat spreading across you, consuming rationality. Your thighs tighten and you feel yourself start to quiver as you feel your climax coming. "Jungkook, I- I'm cumming" you grab his hair as ecstasy wash over you. "No, we cum together." His voice almost violently rough against your thigh. He comes up to take his hardened dick out of his pants. You help him out of his shirt and run your hands over his toned torso. You tug him close to kiss his chest and suck on his nipple, your hands gliding to touch what you can reach of his bottom.

He tilts you up by the chin, "Taste yourself" he murmurs before closing his mouth over yours. Your hands reached out to fondle his dick and rubbed its wet tip against your clit, sending a shockwave of rapture through your body. You moaned in his mouth with erotic pleasure. "You like that, huh?" his hands kneading your breasts.

"Take me to utopia."

That was all he needed to shove his blunt length into you, spreading you from the inside. He growled in your kiss as he felt your heat engulfing him. Moaning his name, your fingers dug onto his back as he starts to slowly pace his thrusts. He pulled his hips back almost taking himself out and thrusting back into you again."Fuck! You feel so good, baby girl” burrowing his head on the crook of your neck. “I like that, don’t stop” you bit onto his shoulder. The feel of your breast rubbing against his chest magnified your inflamed desire a hundred fold. “You’re so tight and wet. You are driving me insane” his breath panting against your skin. 

“You’re so thick, Jungkook. Take me higher.“ you leaned on your elbows exposing your half naked body to him, arching your back. He grabbed you by your hips and sped up his pace.

You feel white heat spreading across your belly and onto the rest of your body. “Jungkook!” His thumb rubbing on your throbbing clit as his full length filled your walls. "Right here, baby? Is this your sweet spot?". His increased thrust touching your magic spot made you stifle the moans wanting to escape from your mouth. The tightened coil in your tummy becoming too taut is ready to come undone.

Your head turns to the aquarium by the wall and you can see the reflection of your lasciviousness. This and the beady sweat forming on Jungkook's forehead turned you on even more. His low growl each time he pumps into you makes your pussy wetter.

Finally, you feel the pressure ready to burst within you and you find yourself uncontrollably yielding to it. Head upturned and back arching, your walls clenched tighter around his member. You feel yourself clinging onto him as your body surrenders to ecstasy.

You feel Jungkook grip your thighs tighter as he pushes in for a final thrust to his summit. Your bodies riding the wave of your euphoria.

His head drops to the crook of your neck, all sweaty and heart throbbing at high-octane speed. "That felt so good, baby girl."

"You are the cause of my euphoria" you traced his jaw with your finger. He smiles into your skin.

"Can you wear this more often." His eyes playful. "Jungkook." You both chuckle at the same time. You sucked in a breath as he withdraws out of you.

Retying the black string on your nape, you looked up at him to ask, "Can we get something to eat now?" He laughs as he swings you down from your perch and escorts you out of the room.

His golden arowana swimming in his tank, unbothered.

~fin.