It’s been over an hour since you interrupted Jungkook’s studio time by tying him to his chair and pulling down his jeans. You just couldn’t help yourself. He looked delectable, and no matter how hard you tried to focus on the work you needed to get done, your mind kept wandering back to how peachy his ass had looked that morning. He needed to be punished for making you that needy.
You stroke your hand up and down his cock, fingers playing with the remnants of his second orgasm. He is even prettier like this. His mouth ajar just a little, your name tumbling from his pouty lips as you bob down to lick at his slit. He shudders as the overstimulation hits him and a tear rolls down his cheek. You pull your hand away only earning you a petulant whine.
“Please don’t stop…” his voice is breathy, as if he’d just ran a marathon.
“Jungkook…” you start to reason, concerned you had pushed him too far, having started with edging him before forcing two orgasms in quick succession. His eyes find yours, filled with nothing but love and lust.
“Please? Just one more? I’ve been so good…” if he weren’t strapped down, you’re sure he would be on his knees begging for you to continue. “please Y/N I’m okay I promise please.” His whine breaks you; your hand returns to its earlier position. You pump quickly as his groans of pain mix with the pleasure on his face. You lower your mouth and take him whole, gagging a little as he hits the back of your throat. One hand moves to play with his balls as the other steadies you on his thigh, rubbing comforting circles with your fingertips.
He cums quickly as you hollow your cheeks and accept the pitiful dribbles of his third release down your throat. He is panting hard. You’ve fully untied him before he has come around from his orgasm. Your brows knit together concerned, unsure if you should’ve given into his begs, but powerless against his needy eyes.
“Baby are you okay?” you reach out a hand to stroke his cheek and he nuzzles into your warmth. “Words baby I need to hear your words”
“M’kay” he manages, somewhat dreamily. Its clear he is still caught up in pleasure. You grab his hands and pull him up, with some difficulty, and lead him to your bedroom. He lays down in the center of the bed and you crawl to him cuddling into his side before he drifts off holding you like a teddy bear. Looks like you’re still not going to get that work done.
WARNINGS. NO BECAUSE I LOVE THIS JK SO MUCH . established relationship. neck biting. groping (consensual ofc). dirty talk. body shaming. negative flashbacks. yns EX friend is a bitch we absolutely HATE her. short smut scenes. jk worshipping your literal existence. body worship. praise. jungkook is in LOVE. as he should thoo.
♫ best i ever had, drake. ❝ baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted. we could do it real big, bigger than you ever done it. ❞
Jungkook’s touches were so soft. So soft you almost barely even felt them. Keyword:almost. His smooth fingertips ran along your silky skin, while the tip of his pink tongue ran across the nape of your neck. Jungkook had one thing on his mind; which was pleasuring you in the best ways possible. “Baby,” Jungkook whispered in lust onto your skin. His veined hand made its way to your clothed breast, giving it a soft squeeze. He clutched at your tit one last time, before bringing his hand under your thin top, attacking your hardened nipple with his thumb, once reaching his awaited destination. “Love you,” Kiss. “So fuckin,” Your flesh was then in between his pearly white teeth, “Much.”
