Ruin Me Jeon {Jeon Jungkook Fanfiction}

14: Ecstasy🔞

🔞Mature content🔞

Jimin gets another tray. We take shots together, and the boys drink the big beers in one chug. Soon enough, we all are wasted, or not all of us. Chaeryoung and Bae are down, still taking small sips of the drinks. Jungkook, Jin, and Yoongi look pretty sober but still are tipsy. Jimin and Hoseok are on the floor, wasted.

Namjoon and Taehyung are pretty drunk, but they are still chugging down beer. I am wasted or tipsy. I don't know, but I am out of my mind for sure. "I'm gonna use the washroom," I slur my words and push the couch to get up.

I stumble over my heels and fall back down, but on Jungkook's lap. I look at his face with my drunk eyes. He looks down like it is all normal and back at me. "I'm sorry, I slipped," I apologize and put pressure on his shoulder and push myself up. I walk through the crowd to get into the washroom to do my business.

After a while, I walk out of the cubical, wash my hands, and splash water on my face. "Cold," I shiver as I feel the cold water.

I walk out and see Jungkook waiting out. His eyes dart up as he hears the door that I open. He looks sexy right now. Tight leather pants showing off his thigh muscles with each detail, topping it up with a black fitted shirt tucked in his pants, showing his waist under broad chest and shoulders. Also, his hair was quite messy but looked soft and playable.

"Jin asked me to look after you," He takes my arm and pulls me from the entrance as a few ladies have to squeeze themselves to get in. I smile and close the distance between us. He tenses up and looks into my eyes with burning desire.

"Let's go," I slur and stumble to the right to go back, but Jungkook holds me back in place. He licks his lips and gulps, again repeating his action. "Jeon," I whisper as I can feel his arousal.

"Fuck," He curses before he leans in to get my lips onto his lips. His hands touch my exposed back, sending chills because his hands are cold. "I need you, Ray," He says before giving me more sloppy kisses. My hands are on his arms, and his right leg is between my legs. My hands go up from his arms and wrap around his neck.

I let my fingers get into his soft and fluffy hair. His left-hand travels down from my waist and grip my thigh, pulling it up. My fingers get tangled in his hair and pull it back lightly, making him groan softly. He likes it, so I pull it a few more times, making him moan softly.

His wet lips leave mine to kiss my jaw, making me throw my head back to expose my neck to him. "Jeon," I quiver when I feel his leg rubbing my covered cunt. I press my lips, breathing heavily, and feel wet as he does that. Jungkook caresses my outer thigh with his thumb, rubbing my cunt with his leg and sucking on my sweet spot. All of this made me needy for him and more vulnerable under him.

He stops and backs up to look at me. "Let's go somewhere else?" His hot breath hit my swollen lips. I nod, and he takes me out of the club without caring about anything. Jungkook takes out his car keys from his left pocket and opens his luxury matte black Bugatti Veyron, rich kids.

~ 00:00; BTS House~

Jungkook pins me to the car as soon as I get out and starts to kiss me roughly. It isn't like anything we shared before. His arms go down and hold my waist, pulling me up effortlessly. I quickly wrap my legs around his waist and gasp loudly as his hard erection rubs against my wet cunt.

My upcoming moans get shut by Jungkook's wet lips. He pulls me on him and walks to the entrance of the house. He pulls out the keys from his pocket and opens the door to let us in. He walks in and kicks the door behind us, causing it to close by itself.

I am still hanging onto Jungkook's broad shoulders and tiny waist, and he is still holding me and not letting me go down on my feet. His strength amazes me. "You smell so good," Jungkook says and sucks on my neck as he places me on the top of the sofa. I have my legs around his waist, and he grabs my waist securely.

I move back, looking at him with half-open drunk eyes and lips apart. He looks mess himself. Hair is ruined by my finger, and his lips are red and swollen. His eyes go down to my figure while he licks his lips and then back up to meet my eyes. "Let's see the glory underneath."

He says as if I am hiding something nice inside. Jungkook lifts his hands from my thighs and untangles the strings like a professional that makes the bra cups fall together. His stares are full of lust and needy with sexual desires he has been holding onto since the last party.

"You are beautiful and sexy inside too," His lips peck mine for a short second. "Let's go up. I don't want anyone to disturb our beautiful time," I giggle, not knowing what is happening. But I just follow his action, which leads me to his choice. I could have slept, but the need to have him was also in me, how, I don't know, and I don't care about it either.

We finally reach his room, and I am against the door, kissing his lips roughly. My hands hold his shoulder, pulling my short figure up to kiss him deeply, and he raises his left arm to bolt the door behind me.

My dress falls entirely, leaving me in my red lace underwear, feeling every single flow of air in the room. Jungkook's hands are enough for me to feel goosebumps. My steps stumble back when Jungkook turns us around and start to move back to his bed. I sit down when my legs hit the bed.

Jungkook bends down with one hand next to my head and the other unbuttoning his shirt. I linger my eyes around him when I see a hint of a tease. He is purposely unbuttoning his shirt slowly. I frown and slap his hand to unbutton his shirt myself. But his hands catch my hands and chuckles before leaning in and whispering in my ear with his deep sexy voice, "Don't be so impatient, baby girl."

His hands let go of my wrist and slide them down to trace my body, making me whimper. "Please, Jeon," I say as the sexual desire, that need, to have him is increasing in my body. "Ruin me, Jeon."

"I love when you call me by my last name," He says, taking my wrist to his shirt to let me open it while his hands are touching every inch of me, increasing that urge. I open his shirt quickly, and he removes it, throwing it onto the floor beside mine, showing his torso. My eyes gawk at the lines on his body that are detailed as if they are not real. "You will love it more, Kitten."

~ˣₒˣₒ Pals~ ♡