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The First Time | jjk

A The Boy with Galaxies in his Eyes story

☆summary: you had never thought the night sky could be found in someone’s eyes. That is, until you met Jeon Jungkook and his gravity pulled you in. Will he crush you with the galaxies in his eyes, or will you learn to explore his worlds and make them yours?

☆drabble (chapter?) summary: Jeon Jungkook is an enigma of galaxies and black holes. When he texts you to hang out late at night, you can’t resist the gravity of him. After all, you’ve always been a sucker for outer space.

☆pairing: Jeon Jungkook x female tattoo artist reader

☆rating: 18+ (minors DNI)

☆genre: fwb to lovers, idol!au, snippets of life, angst (a lot, none in this drabble), smut (a whole lot too), fluff. This drabble is almost exclusively smut tho

☆warnings: cursing, some red flags, explicit content: talk of kinks (exhibitionism mostly), dom!jk, switch!reader, breast play, jerking off (by oc and by jungkook), oral sex (male and female receiving, 69), fingering, hair pulling, finger sucking, ass slapping, choking, squirting, creampie, aftercare

☆playlist: here’s the playlist I made for the complete fic! It probably doesn’t really work with this chapter but wtv, I’m letting you guys be the judge of that haha

☆word count: 10.5k

☆a/n: FINALLY! I hope you will all enjoy reading this, it was a pleasure to write it. I was missing this couple far too much and wrote it all under 24h hahah I hope you will love reading it as much as I loved writing it. Thank you to @moonleeai for her work as my beta reader as per always <3

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You were lounging on your friend Aera’s bed, eyes lost in the pictures you were looking at on your phone. Images of rivals’ art, though you didn’t feel intimidated. You’d never be intimidated by another artist’s tattoos. No, you were far too confident in your own art for that.

Aera was currently sitting on the floor, waiting for her nails to dry under the UV light she had bought a few years ago, when you had both wanted to try gel polish for the first time. You had never really taken to getting your nails done, but Aera always had a perfect manicure and she had convinced you to do your nails today too.

They were pretty. A matte shade of black, with a little golden gem at the base of them. The almond shape made your fingers a little longer than what you were used to, and it made texting on your phone a little harder. It was a good thing that the person that texted you the most was next to you right now.

Jungkook hadn’t texted you yet, since last week. Had only texted you that night he had fucked your mouth, telling you he had gotten home and he’d let you know when he wanted to hang out again. You had wished him good night and had then proceeded to lay awake on the sleeping mat in your office, replaying the last few hours in your mind.

You weren’t sure you had gotten any sleep that night; in all honesty you didn’t think you had gotten a lot of it since then either.

“Almost done”, Aera said from her spot on the floor.

You turned your head to catch her gaze as she was already looking at you. “Finally.”

She playfully rolled her eyes, before glancing at your hands. “Still like the nails?”

“I literally told you so five minutes ago.”

She arched an eyebrow, tilting her head to the side as she threw you a no-bullshit look.

“Yes, I still like the nails”, you obediently replied, and she flashed you a grin, before focusing on her own fingers again.

“I hope Eunwoo likes this colour”, she murmured, probably more to herself than to you. She had chosen a baby pink colour and had put a silver gem at the base of the nails, in a similar fashion as the gems on your own fingers.

You propped yourself up on your elbows, a shit-eating smirk moving on your lips. “You’re so whipped.”

She had the decency to blush before glaring at you.

“What, it’s the truth.”

Her glare deepened, as did the red on her cheeks. “You’re annoying.”

You laughed, looking away from her as your phone dinged in your hand. Your eyes widened, the laugh dying on your mouth, and you were pretty sure all colour had leached from your features.

Aera immediately noticed. “What’s up?”

“Aish”, was all you could reply.

It was well past ten pm. As a matter of fact, it was far closer to eleven pm than to ten. For some reason, it didn’t surprise you that Jungkook had chosen that time to text you.

“What?” Aera insisted. “Is something wrong?”

You shut your phone, putting it down on the bed next to you before grabbing a pillow and hiding your face in it. Mostly to hide the grin that had taken over your lips, but also to make Aera wait for an explanation a little longer.

You couldn’t help the brat in you.

“Y/n”, Aera whined. “What’s going on?”

You put the pillow down, wrapping your arms around it as you held it against your chest. “Jungkook texted me.”

The shriek Aera let out was incoherent, though you were pretty sure it had been meant to be words. With pink dusting your cheeks, you finally met her gaze.

“What did he say?” she asked, words rushed and still high-pitched.

You laughed. “I don’t know, I didn’t check.”

You had told her about Jungkook. Hadn’t known if Jungkook wanted you to keep it silent and as it hadn’t made it to the list of the rules you had established last time you had hung out, you were pretty sure he wouldn’t mind. Aera had been a little shit, but then had admitted that she had known Jungkook was going to suggest that to you. She sheepishly said that she had encouraged him to do it when he had mentioned it in front of her and Eunwoo last week.

You had thrown enough pillows at her when she had told you to declare her room to be a battlefield, but you hadn’t stayed angry for long. Because she was Aera, and you were you. You couldn’t stay angry at her for long.

“Bitch”, she let out. She glanced down at her fingers, letting out a small whine. “Aish, can’t it dry faster so I can check myself?”

You couldn’t resist but throw the pillow her way. It caught her on the side of the face, and she let out a surprised yelp. “I can check myself, thank you very much. He’s just going to have to wait a little.”

Aera's lips stretched in a small knowing smile that meant nothing good.

“What?” you asked, a confused crease appearing between your eyebrows.

“We both know that’s not going to happen.”

“But it is!” you insisted.

The no-bullshit look was back on her pretty features in no time.

“M’kay, maybe not”, you grumbled, picking up your phone.

You could feel her expectant gaze on your profile as your phone scanned your features before opening to your Instagram feed. You pursed your lips as you switched to your texting app. It felt strange to see ‘Jeon Jungkook’ at the top of the conversations and your heart picked up its rate in your chest as you clicked on the unopened text.

What’s up?

You could imagine him on his side of the screen. Eyes a little dark, galaxies swirling dangerously close to black holes, his lust winning the fight against his will not to chase you. It ignited a fire in your core and your lips stretched in a knowing smirk.

“Oh, he is horny”, you stated, and Aera burst out laughing.

“What did he say?” You typed in your reply before telling your friend. She laughed again, shaking her head. “And you could tell he’s horny from that?”

You watched your text as it was delivered. Missing me?

It was teasing, and oh so fitting the dynamic between you and Jeon Jungkook.

“It’s almost eleven”, you told Aera. “What else can it be?”

She wiggled her brows. “You’re about to get some.”

“I just might.”

You laughed together, as you watched the three little dots at the bottom of the screen appear and disappear a couple of times before Jungkook replied.

The week’s up, I want to see you.

You bit at your bottom lip, a bubbly feeling forming in your chest. From the knowledge that Jungkook wanted to see you, of course, but mostly from the pull of gravity that settled deep inside of you.

You never would escape his gravity, no matter how little you texted.

To see me, or to fuck me?

You pressed send, before repeating the conversation to Aera.

“You are a teasing hoe!” she said, laughing. “I love you so much.”

You chuckled as you sat up in her bed. “I fear I will have to bail on you”, you said dramatically.

“You’re a loser.”

“You don’t mean it.”

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “You can’t bail on girls’ night.”

You cocked an eyebrow, folding your arms on your chest.

Aera looked up at the ceiling, letting out a dramatic sigh. “Okay, for Jungkook, you can bail on girls’ night.”

Your phone dinged, and you immediately looked down at it.

Both. I’m outside.

Your eyes widened. “What the fuck?”

Aera’s nails finally finished drying, and she quickly shut the UV lamp before jumping on the bed next to you. “What?”

“He said he’s outside?”

“What?”

Your friend got up, going to the window. She pulled the blinds before looking at you with the most bewildered expression you had ever seen on her face.

It made you get up and walk over to her until you could gaze at the world outside yourself. Sure enough, Jungkook was outside, leaning against his Mercedes with one hand in his pocket, his other hand holding up his phone. He was wearing a loose-fitting black t-shirt, a few sizes too big for him. It made him look boyish and you jumped away from the window as he looked up from his phone.

“How did he know where you live?”

Aera had the same startled expression on her features. “Eunwoo?”

Right. Eunwoo was dating her and had probably been over at least once from what your friend had told you. Still, it surprised you to no end that Jungkook would come all the way here without telling you in advance.

“He’s crazy”, you mumbled.

If you were in his head, you’d know that he couldn’t resist your gravity, a little like you couldn’t resist his. But you weren’t, and all you could do was hold Aera’s gaze.

“He might just be”, she agreed, shaking her head in disbelief. “But don’t keep him waiting, I don’t want my parents to see him here.”

You slowly nodded, glancing at the bed where you had abandoned your phone in your rush to look outside. You walked back to it, feeling a little dumbfounded before moving to your purse on Aera’s vanity. You texted Jungkook that you were on your way, before hugging Aera goodbye.

“Don’t tap it before you wrap it, mmh?” she let out as she held you.

You cringed in her arms. “Ew.”

The shit-eating grin was back on her lips as you pulled away from the embrace. “We both know what you’re going to do.”

You shook your head, though a small smirk had formed on your lips.

“Anyways, don’t keep him waiting any longer”, she encouraged you.

“Yeah.” You moved towards the door, letting out another disbelieved laugh. “What the fuck is going on?”

Aera sported the most precious smile as you looked at her over your shoulder. “Idols coming into our life is what’s going on.”

Idols and a boy with galaxies in his eyes, it seemed.

***

The air outside was fresh, for an early summer evening. You would have shivered as you had stepped outside had Jungkook not immediately found your gaze, lips stretching into a smirk that had your mind going into a frenzy. You matched the smirk with one of your own as you walked up to him.

“What are you doing here?” you asked.

“Good evening to you too.”

He pushed up from the car, putting his phone away in one of his pockets. You watched him carefully. The orange glow of the neon light outside Aera’s house coated him in a soft light that made his features seem younger, less intimidating. Or maybe it just was the fact that you had had his cock down your throat a week ago that made him seem less scary.

“I thought it’d be simpler this way”, he offered as an explanation, before moving to open the car door behind him.

You furrowed your brows, crossing your arms on your chest. “So impatient.”

He turned back towards you, and your eyes found his galaxies. It made your breath hitch in your throat and you both just looked at each other for a time. Words were useless, in that moment, and all you wanted was to close the distance between you, until you’d be able to dive headfirst into the deep space of his gaze.

You refrained from doing so, almost frowning at the animalistic urge that was taking over you, and you sighed in relief as he finally looked away, tongue darting out to play with his piercing.

“A week is a long time”, he said.

You couldn’t agree more.

“Anyway, do you want to come over to my place?” he asked. He didn’t really meet your gaze, as if he was suddenly afraid you’d reject him. It made him look vulnerable, and way too different from the predator that usually took over him when you were around.

You closed the distance between you, grazing his inked forearm with your fingers until he was looking at you again. The stars shone brightly from so close, and for a moment you just watched him.

“I wouldn’t have come outside if I hadn’t wanted to”, you pointed out after the moment had passed, and you let your hand trail higher. You were pretty sure goosebumps were forming on his skin, but you didn’t want to look away from his galaxies to confirm your intuition.

“I’m going to fuck you tonight”, he said, voice low and husky as dark holes took over his eyes.

You smirked. “The chase looks good on you, Jeon Jungkook.”

You let your hand fall at your side before walking around him so you could get in the car. He didn’t move for a time, as if taken aback by your words and action, but soon enough he turned around. His eyebrows were a little raised, as if he was surprised, and he let out a small laugh.

“I’ll let that slide just because I’ve been imagining you under me all week.”

His words made heat pool at your core and you didn’t have time to reply before he slammed the door shut, moving around the car until he could get in the driver’s seat. You looked out the window, eyes going up to Aera’s room. She was watching you, and you were pretty sure she offered you a thumbs-up before Jungkook started driving.

“So you’ve been thinking about me?” you asked, voice coated in honey. It was teasing, the way you said it, but you were surprised to see his lips stretch into a bunny smile instead of the smirk you had been expecting.

“I won’t deny it”, he simply said. “After you sucked my dick like that, it was all I could do not to go back to your tattoo shop and fuck you on your desk.”

You bit your lip to force your smirk away as you glanced at his profile. He was worrying at his piercing again, and you took a moment to admire his features.

Jungkook’s face was delicate. Big doe eyes and perfectly sculpted nose, along with clear skin you could only envy, though you had a pretty solid skincare routine yourself. In the streetlights, he really did look younger, as if you were both teenagers stealing moments away in the night.

Him coming to pick you up out of the blue like that really did feel like you were sneaking out with him. It was an exciting feeling, one that had you rest your head against the headrest while you still watched his profile.

Needless to say, his words held nothing of the sweet teenager innocence that youth entails.

“You know you can’t do that”, you reminded him.

He chuckled, nodding his head. “Don’t worry, I can behave.”

“Such a good boy…”

He threw you a warning glance as you pulled at some dry skin on your lower lip. The galaxies in his big eyes greeted you with their familiarity, even though most of them were still unexplored. And his gaze didn’t linger on you long enough for you to explore as he moved his attention back to the street.

“You’re going to give me new kinks if you keep calling me that”, he said, running a large hand through his long hair.

It was a little wild, his hair. As if he’d let it air dry after a shower, and it made him look so… normal. Like he was just a regular boy, and not an idol that had stolen more hearts than you could even begin to imagine. His hair curled at the nape of his neck, prettily, and it looked infinitely soft. You wanted to reach out and touch it, but you refrained, instead letting your gaze trickle down to the ink on his arm.

“Isn’t exhibitionism enough?” you teased.

He laughed, that sweet laugh you had only heard from him once before. It felt foreign, so far from the male confidence he usually irradiated that you had to look away.

“Not at all”, he replied. He chuckled again, and this time the sound was more familiar. It sparked another wave of warmth through you. “Do you have any kinks?”

Your mind went blank. You knew what you liked – anything that didn’t feel like love, mostly. But you didn’t know how to put it into words, so you carefully crafted a sentence that wouldn’t make him too wary.

“Why don’t you discover them as we go?”

He smirked, wetting his lips. “You and your mystery”, he tutted, slightly shaking his head before sparing a glance your way. “I’ll take my time until I know all of them like the back of my hand.”

You gulped, nodding slightly. The car filled with a tense silence as you looked away from him, unable to handle the intensity of his aura anymore. It was like his gravity had gone ten times stronger, and some part of you wasn’t even sure you’d be able to make it to his apartment, wherever he lived.

No, the warmth at your core told you you’d be willing to go right here, right now, parked on the side of a busy street.

Maybe exhibitionism was an unknown kink of yours after all.

The drive to Jungkook’s place took a little while, but he didn’t let it be silent for more than a few minutes. Soon enough, he started asking about your week and conversation easily flowed between the two of you, until he even told you about some unreleased projects he had been working on. He suggested that you should come to his studio sometime, to listen to the songs and tell him what you thought about it.

The fact he wanted your opinion made your heart beat just a little wildly in your chest, but you pushed it to the far back of your mind until you couldn’t feel the push and pull against your ribs anymore.

“Here we are”, he let out almost thirty minutes later.

You leaned forward to take in the sight of the fancy building, but it soon disappeared from view as Jungkook pulled into the underground parking.

“Finally.”

He threw you a teasing look, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “Who’s impatient now?”

Blood rushed to your cheeks and you rolled your eyes as Jungkook let out another one of his iconic giggles. He felt different now, like the dark aura that had surrounded him since you had met him had melted into a bubbly boy. Maybe it was because the conversation was easy, and you had been joking about everything and nothing for the last half hour.

You wouldn’t complain. This Jungkook felt like he could be a friend. It was a different feeling, a foreign feeling you didn’t know how to interpret.

Jungkook parked the car, turning the keys in the ignition until the engine died. His hands fell to his thighs and he turned to look at you, head tilting to the side. “You got your nails done?”

It took you a full five seconds before you remembered that Aera had done your nails earlier that evening. You glanced at the black nails, and blush crept on your cheeks.

How the hell had Jungkook noticed? But then again, you knew his big doe eyes didn’t miss anything. You were just surprised he was bringing it up.

“Yeah”, you breathed. You raised your hand in the space between you and froze as he grabbed it, with that gentle touch of his, so he could take a good look.

“You don’t come off as the kind of girl that would get her nails done”, he murmured and his eyes trailed to your face. “But it looks good on you.”

You pursed your lips. “Thank you. I…” you trailed off, words dying on your tongue as the gravity of his galaxies pulled you in. You imagined yourself kissing him, and then remembered the rule.

You would never kiss Jeon Jungkook. Thinking about the rules brought you back to the reason you were here, in this car, with Jungkook, and it reminded you that it was all just a business deal anyway. No matter how friendly he acted, he’d never be more than just a business deal.

“You?” he pressed, playing with his piercing.

Your gaze dropped to it. “I don’t usually get my nails done.”

“I wonder how it’ll feel against my back.”

His words had been low. Barely above a whisper, and they had been uttered in a husky tone that made fire rush through your blood.

If the rule hadn’t been enough to put you back into your place, the intensity that was simmering from Jungkook’s gaze now was enough to remind you of what was about to come, and you instinctively closed your thighs.

“Why don’t we go up to your place?”

He smirked, letting go of your hand. “I love when you squirm under my gaze.”

“Wait till I’m squirming under you.”

His mouth fell open, before slowly going back to the cocky smirk. “Oh, I’ll make sure you squirm plenty enough, Y/n.”

You gulped as he got out of the car. You were already getting wet. Just being close to him… perhaps his gravity was just too strong and you had been heading towards the horizon of the black hole faster than you had thought you were. All you wanted was to be in his apartment already.

The elevator ride up to Jungkook’s floor was the longest you had ever experienced. Especially as he stood close to you, never really touching, but his warmth still seeped through you. Some part of you wanted to have him closer, until his skin would touch yours and really, when had you become so impatient?

Jungkook’s apartment was big, as you had expected it would be for someone as successful as him. What took you by surprise though was the amount of essential oil diffusers the main room held. Indeed, the kitchen and living room area was a wide-open space, and just from the door of the apartment you could see a few diffusers, all of them on and releasing their sweet smell to the space surrounding you.

You turned to look at Jungkook as he took off his shoes, putting slippers on before standing straight next to you again.

“What?” he let out.

You cocked an eyebrow, a teasing smile growing on your lips. “Why do you have so many diffusers?”

His face split in that same grin he had offered you before. It made the galaxies swirl faster, and you had to look away.

“I have a very sensitive nose”, he replied. “I like when stuff smells good.”

He took a step towards you, hand moving to grab your chin and have you look at him once more. Your heart stopped in your chest, as he tilted your head back, and his hand moved until it settled on the tender skin of your neck. Not choking you, no. Just holding you with that same gentle touch.

“For instance, your shampoo smells really good”, he said, leaning forward.

For a moment, you almost thought he was going to kiss you, and your heart forgot how to act. Only, he moved to the side, until his nose was grazing the side of your neck. He nibbled at the skin, and your hands immediately shot forward in the space between you, finding his waist.

“So does your perfume”, he murmured, and you could feel his lips moving against your skin. His piercing was warmer against you than you had expected it to be, but then again he had been playing with it so much you weren’t surprised it had gone warm.

Even though you had known what you were here to do, you were surprised that Jungkook had jumped right into it. You hadn’t even taken your shoes off, yet his gravity was already pulling you in, crushing you against his dark aura.

“Is that how you greet all guests that you bring over?” you asked, a little breathlessly as he sucked on your neck in that spot where it connected with your shoulder.

Jungkook chuckled against your skin, pulling away just enough so his gaze could find yours. “Only the pretty ones.”

It had a smile forming on your lips, and it melted into a smirk as you pushed him away. He took a step back, and you didn’t take your time to analyze his expression before bending down to take off the platform boots you were wearing. You immediately became even smaller than him, which allowed him to tower over you as he stepped closer once again.

“Do you game?” he asked.

You arched a brow in question as he leaned in again, brushing a new set of gentle kisses on the column of your throat. Your eyes fluttered shut, and you ran a hand through his hair, pulling on the curls.

“What?”

He just offered you a secretive look, before grabbing your hand and leading you inside of the room proper. You took a moment to observe his home. It was humbler than you had thought it would be, with naked walls and high ceilings. The only strange thing was the diffusers, but you had already grown accustomed to them. His kitchen stood against a wall, with an island where a few dishes had been set to dry. The kitchen table was on the other side of it, and your eyes trailed to the end of the room, where you could see what Jungkook had meant. He owned a fancy gaming set-up, and LED lights moved on the keyboard in all the colours of the rainbow.

You let out a small laugh at the sight of the mattress next to it.

“Why do you have a mattress in the middle of the living room?” you asked.

He shrugged, offering you another bunny grin over his shoulder. “Way more comfortable than a couch.”

Jungkook stopped next to the gaming set-up before turning to look at you again. His gaze had turned dark once more, full of black holes. He pulled you closer and you resisted, shaking your hand out of his grip before folding your arms on your chest.

You really were in the mood to be a little brat.

“You’re not even giving me a tour?” you asked, cocking your head to the side.

His tongue played with the inside of his cheek, an annoyed expression taking over his features. “You’re insufferable.”

You grinned before winking at him. “I won’t miss the opportunity to explore a fancy apartment.”

Mostly, you wanted him to show you his bedroom because there was no chance in hell you’d let him fuck you in the middle of the living room. Of course, Jungkook must have understood because he made his room the last part of the tour.

The sight of his bed had an eyebrow cock prettily on your face. The mattress rested on the floor and only a thin black sheet covered it. A single pillow laid near the wall, and a television was hanging from the wall in front of it over a fake fireplace that wasn’t on at the moment.

Jungkook walked in the room. You watched him stand there, moving closer to him as he stood with his back to you. You wrapped your arms around his delicate waist and he stiffened under your touch.

“I want you”, you breathed against him.

He chuckled, a deep sound that reverberated through him. “Yet you’ve been making me wait.”

“I wasn’t just going to let you fuck me in your living room”, you said, letting go of his waist as he turned around.

The galaxies in his eyes shone with lust, and maybe a little bit of annoyance too. It made you bite at your bottom lip and his gaze dropped to it.

“For someone that’s willing to fuck in public spaces, I didn’t expect you to be iffy about a living room.” His voice had gone an octave lower, coated in a husky tone that made your hair dance on your arms right as he grabbed you by the hips, pulling you closer to him.

“I’ve got a little self-respect, Jeon Jungkook”, you breathed, eyes fluttering shut as he pressed his knee between your legs. His muscular thigh brought unexpected friction to your clit, and you grabbed his shoulders to steady yourself.

“Right.” It was condescending, the way he said the word and you would have cursed him had he not made you grind on his thigh. “Is that why you’re already dripping for me?”

You were. It was needless to lie and tell him that you weren’t because you knew he could smell the pheromones on you, just like you could smell his too.

“Are you going to do something about it?” you breathed, eyes opening just enough so you could look at him through your lashes.

His features were set in a dangerous expression that made even more heat pool at your core. “Oh, I sure will.” He smirked, and one of his hands moved up to cup your face. He ran his thumb on your lip, before pushing it into your mouth. You instinctively sucked on it, and he hissed in satisfaction. “But first, I want to feel your pretty lips around my dick again, mmh?”

You were already too far gone to refuse. You still managed to step out of his embrace, moving towards the bed. Jungkook’s heavy gaze followed you and a moment later his steps did so too.

“Lie down on the bed”, you instructed. “Let’s get a better angle than last time, mmh?”

Jungkook’s lips were parted and his tongue darted out to play with his piercing before he smirked. “Let me get you out of your clothes first, I want to see all of your tattoos.”

You froze for half a beat before grabbing the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head. You let it fall to the ground as you caught Jungkook’s gaze again. It dipped down your frame once, slowing on the rose and dagger on your ribs before meeting your eyes again.

“So pretty”, he praised. He reached in the space between you, fingers finding your tattoo. You sucked in a breath as he caressed the lines of it before moving up to the lacy fabric of your bralette. “This looks expensive.”

You wet your lips, breathing out shakily as his digits found one of your erect nipples, pinching it slightly. “It is, so be careful with it.”

“Don’t worry, it’s too pretty on you, you’re keeping it on.”

You slowly nodded, blush creeping on your cheeks as he leaned once again, this time pressing wet kisses on your collarbone. Your hands instinctively moved to his hair. It was as soft as you had thought it would be, though you lost your sense of touch as Jungkook pulled the bralette to the side, just enough so his lips could close around your nipple.

He sucked on it, playing with it with his tongue, and his galaxies found your eyes again.

“Fuck”, you breathed out as one of his hands moved to your ass, squeezing the flesh through the pants you were wearing.

Jungkook smirked against you, before pulling away. He gently placed the bralette back into its place before his hands found the button of your pants. “Is it okay if I take this off?”

He asked so sweetly you almost grabbed his face to kiss him wildly. You refrained from doing so, instead tilting your head to the side.

“Shouldn’t you take off your own shirt first?” you asked.

A new smirk found its way to his lips. “Eager to see me too?”

“It’s only fair, no?”

He looked at you with his star-filled gaze for a time, and you watched as the galaxies turned even darker, swallowed by black holes again. Slowly but surely, he reached for his t-shirt, pulling it over his head.

You were not as good as him. You couldn’t resist looking down, admiring his body. And Jungkook had a perfect body, sculpted by hours at the gym every week. You wanted to run a hand on it, and so you did, stepping closer to him so you could feel the ridge of his abs under your palm.

“Pretty”, you complimented him, in the same tone he had complimented you with just a moment ago.

“Why don’t you take my pants off for me now, mmh?”

So he had forgotten about your own pants. You let it slide, hand falling from his abs to the imprint of his dick. Even through the pants and underwear he was wearing, you could feel it sitting heavily in your hand. You wondered if it would be just as pretty as it had been last week, and if it would taste just as good.

You salivated at the idea as you started undoing his belt.

“Wait”, he said, making you pause. “I’m forgetting I wanted to take off your pants first.”

You shook your head, dropping to your knees before he could even reach for the button of your pants again. His hand stilled halfway between you, until it moved so he could grab a handful of your hair.

“Never mind”, he said, letting out a small chuckle.

You echoed the laugh, before focusing on undressing him. He helped you by stepping out of the pants pooling at his ankles. You focused on looking up at him, ignoring the cock sitting next to your face, but you still wrapped a hand around the base of it, biting your lip as you stroked him.

He was still a little soft, which meant you’d be able to take all of him in your mouth pretty easily. Keeping your gaze focused on him, you gave a tentative lick on the head, the salty taste of his precum filling your mouth. You moaned, then smirked as his chest moved up and down from the deep breath he had just taken.

“I thought you wanted a-”

His words died on his lips as you took him all the way in, hollowing your cheeks as he hit the back of your throat, keeping the gag in as you went a little farther in. You only stopped when your nose brushed his pelvic.

“Fuck”, he moaned, eyes shutting as he threw his head back, teeth biting hard on his bottom lip. “Don’t suck me like that.”

Yet his hand in your hair only kept you tight against him, as he circled his hips. You moaned against his dick and his grip on your hair tightened. He pulled at it until his dick was out of your mouth, and his gaze only met yours again after he had taken a few deep breaths.

“You have to ease into it, Y/n”, he tutted.

You ran your hands along his muscular thighs, eyes dropping to his dick for the first time. It was already harder than it had been a moment ago, and you eyed the line of drool that went from the head to your mouth.

“You seemed to like it”, you innocently said.

He pulled you up to your feet, releasing your hair only once you were standing next to him. “If you want me to fuck you tonight, you have to ease into it.”

You would have apologized had his words not made you feel powerful. You really did have a strong effect on him too, didn’t you?

“Then get on the bed”, you said, glancing at the mattress before meeting his gaze.

He smirked, shaking his head no. You only understood why when he dropped to his knees too, cocking his head to the side. “Why not get a taste of you first?”

Jeon Jungkook kneeling for you was quite the sight to see, with his sleeve of tattoos and red lips from when he had sunk his teeth in it.

You would have been a fool to say no to his offer, so you nodded as he unbuttoned your pants, pulling them slowly down your legs. He gazed up at you, before letting out a small chuckle.

“A matching set of underwear?” he let out. “Were you expecting to get fucked tonight?”

As a matter of fact, you hadn’t expected it at all, but you liked wearing matching sets. So you only cocked your head to the side, smiling prettily as you looked down at him. “Will you be jealous if I say yes?”

“I’m the one that’s getting to fuck you, no?”

He had a point, and before you could reply his lips had closed on your clit through the fabric of your thong. You moaned a breathy sound, fingers grabbing a handful of his hair again. You rocked forward, seeking friction and he chuckled against you.

It was almost enough to make you see stars, though the only stars you really saw were those in his gaze as he looked up at you. “So impatient”, he teased.

He held your gaze as he pulled your thong to the side before lightly flicking his tongue against your clit. Your breath hitched in your throat and your mouth fell open.

“You’re so hot”, he praised you and then he dove in, closing his eyes in concentration.

And he dove in hard. Tongue parting your folds as he lapped up your juices, one hand still holding your panties to the side while the other had wrapped around you, finding a home on your ass. He massaged the flesh as he fucked his tongue into you, nose pressing against your clit.

Your knees felt weak for a time, right as you let out a louder moan that had him meeting your gaze again. His eyes shone brightly, and he pulled away, one finger finding your clit and pressing circles on it while he stared up at you.

“Do you want me to finger you at the same time?” he asked.

You chuckled breathlessly. “Have you ever met a girl that said no to that?”

“No.” He smirked wickedly before pulling your panties down your legs. You stepped out of them and made a move towards the bed when he grabbed the back of your thighs, pulling you back towards him until his mouth was making out with your clit again.

He only let go of your thighs once he was convinced you weren’t going to step away. And you couldn’t, feet glued to the ground as he flicked his tongue fast against your clit. You could already feel an orgasm forming on the horizon and he had barely even begun.

Jungkook was dangerously good with his mouth.

It only became worse when he dipped a finger inside of you, slowly, in high contrast with the speed at which his tongue was moving against you.

“Fuck, Jeon”, you breathed.

He smirked against you, slowing down his ministrations on the bundle of nerves as he started fucking his finger into you leisurely. Lazily, as if he had all the time in the universe.

He added a second finger, and his digits stilled inside of you as he sucked on your clit, hard.

You moaned again, grinding your pussy into his face. The hand on your hip held you in place, closer to him than you had been before, and he rested his tongue flat against your clit, moving it quickly from side to side.

Your knees buckled, and you would have fallen down had he not held you up.

“Wait wait wait”, you breathed out, and he finally pulled away. His pupils were so dilated his whole gaze was black, but it still was reflecting the light with those galaxies you were growing accustomed to.

“Too much?” he asked cockily.

“Get on the bed, I want to bury your cock in my mouth while you eat me out like that.”

He licked his lips clean of your juices, wiping his chin with the back of his tattooed hand. “As you wish.”

His fingers left you empty as he got up. You watched him carefully as he brought them to your lips, like he had done that night at the drum studio. You tilted your head to the side, taking his fingers in your mouth, tongue playing with the sensitive pads, and Jungkook’s eyes shut. Once you let his fingers go, he grabbed your jaw again, to go back to sucking on your neck like he had at the start of the whole ordeal. It had you pulling him flush against you, and the sensation of his hard dick between the two of you made anticipation pool inside of you.

You couldn’t wait till you’d feel it stretching your walls.

Jungkook moved his hand down, cupping your breast through your bralette, before pinching your nipple again. Only, this time, he did it harder, and you let out a small, pained sound that had him look up at you with concern in his gaze.

“Sorry”, he quickly apologized.

Instead of replying with words, you put your hand on top of his, pushing it harder into your breast.

“Right, you like it rough”, he breathed, male smirk gracing his lips.

“Let me suck your dick first.”

Your words were barely above a whisper, coming out of your lust-clouded mind with surprising steadiness. Jungkook nodded his head, before moving to the mattress and lying down on it. He lazily stroked his dick as you followed him a moment later.

You kneeled next to him, watching him pleasure himself for a time. It had your pussy clenching around nothing, right as new lubrication dripped from it, wetting your inner thighs and calves.

“Fuck, I’m so wet”, you said.

His large hand moved between your legs, and he buried two fingers inside of you, fingering you in time with his jerking off. It had your eyes shut as you put a hand on his stomach to steady yourself.

“I could fuck you like that”, he breathed, and he moaned as your pussy clenched against his fingers this time. “I really could.”

“Not yet.”

You climbed on top of him, with your back facing him, until you were bent over him. Pussy over his face and lips already littering small kisses on the side of his hard dick. It jumped in your hand, and you were about to take it in your mouth when Jungkook’s lips closed around your clit again. He sucked hard and you retaliated by wrapping your lips around his dick, tongue immediately playing with his head.

Jungkook thrusted up and his dick slid in until it hit the back of your throat. You gagged as tears formed in your eyes, but still you hollowed out your cheeks, before swallowing, knowing exactly what Jungkook wanted to feel in this moment. He rewarded you with a slap to your ass, before he really started eating you out, tongue moving fast against you in unforgiving circles.

The orgasm came back full force, as if out of nowhere, and it hit you as Jungkook dipped a long finger inside of you. You came, choking out a moan around his dick. You found yourself unable to move as Jungkook rode you through your high, tongue never once faltering. He only slowed down when you started sucking his dick again, bobbing your head up and down, letting your tongue swirl around the head when he was almost fully out.

He grunted, slapping your ass again. It was harder this time, and it stung, yet you still moaned around his cock.

It seemed it was the only thing you could do. Moan, that is. Because Jeon Jungkook had a way of touching you, of pulling you in with that gravity of his that made you feel reborn. New, as if you had never been touched by a man before.

“Let me fuck you now”, he said, and it almost sounded like he was begging for it.

You only gave in because your clit was getting too sensitive and his tongue still moving against it was starting to feel uncomfortable. So you sat up, climbing down his body until your pussy was against his dick. You rolled your hips, covering him with your slick juices, as he sat up and wrapped his arms around your waist. He rested his forehead on the back of your shoulder, letting out a breathy sound. He was surprisingly sweaty, as if he had just run a marathon, and some part of you would have been disgusted had he not been Jeon Jungkook.

You didn’t think the man behind you, the man under you, could ever be disgusting.

“I know you like being in control, Y/n”, he said, lips moving against your skin. He sucked a hickey into the back of your shoulder, and you hissed, rolling your hips again.

You knew he would slide right in even if he was on the larger side. You knew it because the area between your legs felt uncomfortable with all the slick juices, or maybe it was uncomfortable because he wasn’t already balls deep inside of you.

“I know you like your control, but I really want to fuck your brains out”, he said, as if finishing the thought he had previously started.

You moaned, and his tattooed hand moved up until it was wrapped around your throat. His grip was tight, but it didn’t hurt. No, it didn’t hurt at all, as his fingers dug in the artery, cutting the blood supply to your brain. It just made you light-headed, until all you could think of was the firm press of his dick against you.

You grabbed his wrist, holding it a lot tighter than his own grip.

He hissed. “Watch the nails, Y/n.”

He released your throat, just enough for blood to move up to your brain again. You slowly nodded, turning into the obedient playdough he had already brought out of you once.

“Please fuck me”, you breathed.

He thrusted up, pressing his dick even harder against you. “You’re so wet. Do you think your tight little pussy can take me in?”

You nodded again, because really you were pretty sure he’d slip right in. You didn’t think you had ever been so horny before in your life, and you just wanted him to pound into you until he had rearranged your guts.

“I want to hear you say it”, he said, tone dangerous.

You gulped against the palm of his hand. “I can take you in.”

You could feel him smirking against your skin. “Good girl.” He let go of your throat, and his hands caressed up your arms a couple of times as he spoke the next words, “Get on all four, I want to see your ass bounce while I’m fucking you.”

You obeyed, moving until Jungkook wasn’t stuck underneath you anymore. Your juices rolled down your folds as you got into position, ass up and face down into the mattress. You turned your head to the side to watch Jungkook as he positioned himself, aligning his dick with your entrance.

He met your gaze with his galaxies, with his nebulas and his stars, and you sucked in a breath as you felt him push against your folds… only he pulled away before resting his dick on your ass.

“What a fucking pretty ass”, he said, and he slapped so hard you were pretty sure he had left an imprint behind. He quickly massaged the spot with that gentle touch of his, eyes carefully watching your features to make sure he hadn’t hurt you.

The only thing that was hurting was your pussy because he still wasn’t buried deep inside of you.

“Jeon, fuck me before I change my mind”, you whined.

He leaned, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. His gentle fingers stayed on your face for a little longer than necessary before he pulled away, finally pressing the head of his dick against your entrance again.

“Tell me if it hurts, okay?”

You quickly nodded, knowing there was no way in hell he could hurt you from how wet you were. And you weren’t wrong: his dick stretched you wide open as he pushed in, but it never hurt. Maybe burned a little, but it felt so good your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

“Fuck”, you cursed, and your pussy clenched hard against him as he bottomed out.

“Fuck”, he echoed, before letting out a low chuckle. “You’re tighter than I thought you were.”

Your eyes fluttered open and you watched his features for a time. His eyes were shut hard, eyebrows almost touching, and his mouth was set in a harsh line. He looked angry and it only became worse as he slowly slid out before thrusting all the way in again.

“So fucking good”, he praised.

“Harder”, you begged.

His eyes finally opened, and he met your gaze with a darkness and intensity that had you clench against him again.

“Don’t clench like that, Y/n, I don’t want to come just yet.”

For the spite of it you clenched again, on purpose this time, and your lips stretched into a lazy smirk.

Jungkook didn’t take his time to wipe it off your face, immediately starting to pound into you hard. You cried out as he held your hips in place. You had expected his fingers to be digging into the supple skin, leaving bruises behind, but his touch was still as gentle as ever.

Except for when he was slapping your ass, that is.

He fucked into you hard, his short-clipped moans entwining with yours in a sinful melody that would surely put porn actors to shame. He felt good, stretching you like that. Better than you had thought he would, as if his dick was the puzzle piece to complete you.

Stars were forming on the periphery of your vision when he slowed down, bending down a little as he caught his breath. You started circling your hips, watching him as he pushed his hair back from his face. It had gone wet from the sweat on his brow, and he looked heavenly behind you like that. Especially with you impaled on him like that.

Scratch that: he was the devil incarnate, fucking you like that.

“Yeah, like that”, he encouraged you as his hands moved back to your hips, guiding you along his dick. “You’re such a good fucking girl, taking me like that.”

You moaned your agreement, and he grunted as you moved a little faster. His eyes fluttered open again, and he watched the spot where your bodies met, hands moving until he was caressing your ass.

“For all the imagining that I did this week, I really wasn’t good at picturing your ass.”

He met your gaze then, and he surprisingly offered you a sweet smile that had you look away. You didn’t have time to think about it as he resumed the pounding, having found sufficient oxygen to help him through the next round.

This time, he stayed bending, hitting inside of you at a new angle that really had you see stars. You reached under you, fingers wildly searching for your clit, and you moaned as you started pressing circles into it. Jungkook didn’t let you do it, pulling your hand away almost immediately as he slowed down the pounding.

“Let me do it”, he said. “Just enjoy this, baby, I don’t want you to do any of the work.”

You would have complained or refused had he not started playing with your clit himself with fingers just as skilled as yours. Maybe a little more, because the thought that they were his fingers had an orgasm threatening to take over you.

“Why don’t you squirt all over me, mmh? I can feel you want it.”

He wasn’t wrong. You could feel in your lower stomach that same feeling that had taken over you that night at the drum studio. Only this time it rushed to you a lot faster, making you cry out from the intensity of the feeling.

“Let go”, Jungkook encouraged you. “Show me how good I’m making you feel.”

He hadn’t finished the sentence when the orgasm hit you. And it hit hard, making you clench your pussy so tight his dick left your walls. He continued his ministrations on your clit all through your high, pressing just a little lighter than he had been a moment earlier. As if he knew that it was already too sensitive.

The ecstasy this orgasm left in you had you falling into a lying position and Jungkook chuckled behind you. You couldn’t summon your eyes to open, so you just laid in bliss for a time. It took you almost a full minute before you were able to open your eyes, and a few seconds more for your sight to adjust to the scene.

Jungkook was jerking off next to you, quickly, bicep popping out from the effort. You tried to move to his side fast, but your shaky limbs didn’t allow speed at all. It was as if you were swimming in molasse, but your movement gained Jungkook’s attention.

“Something wrong?”

“I want you to come in me”, you mumbled.

It was the first full sentence you had been able to formulate in a while.

“You’re spent”, he pointed out, but he still slowed down, pumping his dick to a calmer rhythm.

“I want to feel you come inside me”, you insisted.

You watched Jungkook’s resolve wash down the drain as he let go of his dick. He moved closer to you again, brushing an arm on your flank. “Are you sure you can still take me?” he asked. “I really don’t want to hurt you.”

You were sore between your legs. You could feel it now that you were slowly coming down from the high, but you still wanted to feel him come inside of you. It was only fair after you had squirted around his dick like that.

“I could take you all night long, Jeon Jungkook, you feel so good.”

He played with his piercing, as if still debating, but you already knew he was going to fuck you again. And he did, choosing a new position this time, with him kneeling between your legs. He made you lie on his pillow, telling you that he didn’t care if it got wet, and soon enough he was balls deep inside of you again.

He stayed still for a time, and you met the galaxies in his eyes as he was observing you, a somber expression on his features. It felt out of place and it reminded you of the shadows that had passed in his gaze at the club as he had shown you his covered-up tattoos.

“Do you know how pretty you are?” he whispered. He seemed appalled that he had spoken the words aloud, and his eyebrows shut toward his hairline. Yet you only watched him, lips stretching into a smile that had his expression soften.

You were glad to see the shadows had lifted, and the galaxies were once more visible.

Jungkook fucked you slow, for a time. Watching you as you moaned little breathless sounds under him, hands mindlessly playing with your breasts. You could feel his gaze on you, and it only made your moans turn a little more pornographic, a little louder as he picked up the pace and the squelching sounds returned.

Not that you had been paying attention to them earlier.

Jungkook’s large hands settled on your waist, still ever so gentle. His eyes had fluttered closed a moment ago, the angry expression returning, though you now knew that it was because he felt good. Because there was no way in hell he didn’t feel good considering the moans that tumbled from his mouth, entwined with your name.

That, most of all, made you clench your pussy again.

“I’m going to come”, Jungkook said, and he grunted as you clenched once more.

“Come for me.”

He did. Shooting ropes and ropes of his seed deep inside of you, painting the walls of your pussy white. He fucked you sloppily all throughout his high, never fully stopping. And he looked heavenly as he came. Features relaxing into a blissful expression, thumbs caressing your skin as if he needed the connection to reality. His wet hair had fallen in front of his eyes again, and you could see drops of sweat rolling down the side of his face.

You would have reached between you to wipe them dry had he not opened his eyes and met your gaze. He smiled, the kind of smile only ecstasy could bring forth, and you echoed it with a smile of your own. He looked at you for a time, before glancing around.

“Wow.”

His little word made you feel like the most powerful woman in the world, almost convincing you to go for another round right then and there. You doubted he wanted to, so you stayed still. But your hands seemed to have a mind of their own because they move from your breasts to his hands on your waist, and a second later his fingers were closing around yours.

“Let me go get something to get you cleaned up with, yeah?”

You held onto his fingers for a moment longer before you let him go, and as soon as his dick pulled out of you you could feel his seed spilling out, inevitably falling on his pillow.

You put your hand between your legs, hoping to keep most of his juices off from his bed, but by the time he came back with toilet paper it had already dripped from your fingers to the black sheets as you had moved the pillow from under you.

“Sorry”, you apologized, and you replaced your hand with the toilet paper he handed you.

Jungkook offered you a confused look, a crease appearing between his brows. “What for?”

“The sheets”, you explained.

“Oh.” He let out a small laugh, before offering you another sweet smile. “I’ll wash them, it’s no big deal.”

And really, it didn’t feel like a big deal as you held the gaze of the boy with galaxies in his eyes.

You finished cleaning up, eyes searching around for your clothes. Jungkook had taken the time to put his boxers back on, and he handed you your panties and shirt.

“Do you want to cuddle a little?” he asked, fully taking you by surprise.

You didn’t know what part of the business deal entailed cuddling, but you found yourself unable to say no to his puppy eyes. “Can I at least go pee first?”

His face lit up and he nodded yes.

When you came back to his room, Jungkook had already taken the sheets off of the bed, and they were bundled in a corner of the room. You almost laughed at the sight of them, but then your eyes trailed to him, lying on his bed with a hand propped under his head, full sleeve of tattoo on display, popping abs decorating his stomach. It took your breath away, and you just stood there for a couple of seconds, watching him in the purple, red, and green light of the lamp he had turned on while you were gone.

It made the ceiling look like an aurora borealis, and made Jungkook look ethereal, like he really was a product of outer space.

“Come here”, he said as he caught sight of you.

You obeyed, unable to find words, and lied down next to him. He pulled you in his embrace until you were half laying on top of him and his tattooed hand moved under your shirt to trace circles on the skin of your back.

You remained silent for a while, listening to the beating of his heart. You knew you would have to go soon, but you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him just yet. He was just too comfortable, too warm, and you knew you could fall asleep if you wanted to.

That, most of all, was the reason why you forced yourself to pull away, five minutes later.

You caught Jungkook’s gaze, offering him a tight-lipped smile.

“I have to go.”

Four words that seemed to break the calm atmosphere that had been reigning between you two since you had fucked.

“Don’t you want to stay for the night?”

He was asking sweetly, as if testing the waters. It occurred to you that it hadn’t been part of the rules that you had made, but you didn’t find the strength in you to tell him that it should be. You only insisted until the pout on his lips broke into a smile as you started teasing him about the absence of pillows for you in his bed.

“Are you saying I should get more pillows if I want you to stay next time?”

You cocked your head to the side, folding your arms on your chest. “I won’t stay, Jeon Jungkook. You know that.”

He didn’t reply right away, then nodded his head. “Fair enough.” He sat up, before moving to the side of the bed. “Do you need me to drive you home?”

Why the hell was he so sweet? Friends with benefits weren’t supposed to be so sweet to each other. But then again you were pretty sure being sweet was a part of Jungkook’s personality, a way he carried himself with everyone around him.

You were fully aware it wasn’t about you. Because otherwise, he wouldn’t have asked for this to strictly be a business deal, right?

“I’ll call a cab, it’s fine”, you reassured him as you collected the rest of your clothes and put them on. “You’ve been good to me plenty enough tonight.”

He smirked, and confidence filled his gaze with outer space again. “Have I now?” You threw him a no-bullshit look that had him laugh out loud.

A moment later, Jungkook had put a pair of black joggers on, and he walked you to the door of his apartment. He watched you put on your shoes, and when you stood straight again he opened his arms.

You couldn’t resist but step forward and embrace him. His arms closed around you and he hugged you tight against him. You could hear his beating heart and you were pretty sure it was beating a little faster now.

“Guess I’ll see you next week, then?”

He said it like a question, and you nodded against him, before pulling away. “Yes.”

His damn gravity had ensnared you too deep after all.

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