Little Flower

51

"Your moves captivate me under the dark lights. Your elegant gestures, secretive looks." ~ MOVE [TAEMIN]

Rosie was nervous.

She could tell Jungkook noticed, but she was grateful he decided not to say anything. They were currently cuddling in his bed watching some movie—though she wasn't paying much attention to it. She was trying to figure out the best time to start what she had planned.

"Jungkookie?" she says quietly, shifting up to sit back on her haunches.

The ravenette hums in question and pauses the movie, his hand naturally falling to her thigh, where he caressed her skin as he waited for her to answer.

"I have a surprise for you," she says, her lips forming into a nervous yet excited smile.

"Is that so?" he chuckles, raising an eyebrow.

Rosie nods, and as she turns to get off the bed, Jungkook lands a playful swat to her ass. He watches her with a small chuckle as she tries to suppress her giggles and tell him that he couldn't peek no matter what, or the surprise would be ruined.

"Fine," he sighs, crossing his arms over his chest as he rested back against the headboard.

When Rosie was sure his eyes were closed, she turned the TV off and grabbed the fabric she had packed away in her purse. Putting it on was a little tricky due to her nerves, but she managed to do it, and she looked undeniably gorgeous in it.

"Okay," she says shyly. "You can look now."

Jungkook's eyes flew open and they immediately grew darker. The sheets crinkled as he fisted them in his hands and his tongue pushed through his cheek as a hint of a smirk played at his lips.

He felt a strange urge to lock her in his room and never let her escape again. She was his, his, his. Jungkook had never felt so possessive over someone before.

"Sorry," she whispers, the insecurity clear in her voice as she looks down at her feet. "I-it's stu-"

"Spin for me," he orders. "Slowly."

Rosie blushes, the command fallen from his lips so deep and sultry. She did as she was told, spinning in a slow circle, and as she did, Jungkook's hand fell to his cock as he let out a soft groan.

She was wearing the black lingerie set with bunny ears. Fucking black bunny ears.

"On the bed," he growls, fiddling with his belt as his eyes pierce into her own. "Now."

Rosie scrambles towards the mattress, a small yelp escaping her lips when he manhandles her and pins her down. He was breathing hard and his hands were holding her own above her head, leaving her whole self on display for his hungry eyes.

"Do you like it, Daddy?" she dares to ask, so innocently and prettily.

"Fuck, bunny." He bends down so his lips brush against her own. "Daddy loves it. You're my naughty, little baby, aren't you?"

Rosie found herself nodding, the excitement pooling in the pit of her stomach. The way he was looking at her—so predatorial and fascinated—had her involuntarily bucking her hips up.

"Baby," he says hoarsely, his accent deeping his voice. "You know I love you, yeah?"

"Mhm. I love you, too."

"Good, because I'm gonna fuck you like I don't."

The kiss was all tongue and lip biting, hard and desperate and fuck, Jungkook felt like his head was spinning. He eventually let her hands free when he was too busy exploring her mouth with his tongue, and Rosie used the opportunity to bury her hands in his hair.