AUTHOR POV
"Have you heard about 'French kiss'?" Jungkook asked, looking at Y/N with a smirk on his face. Y/N looked at her husband, completely clueless about what he was referring to. "Um, I've heard about French fries," she replied, mentally facepalming herself for her misunderstanding.
Jungkook sighed, realizing that he had a lot to teach her. He decided to explain the concept of a French kiss to her.
"It's okay, Y/N. I'll explain," Jungkook assured her, his tone patient. "A French kiss is a type of kiss that involves not just the lips, but also the tongue." Y/N's face turned even redder, feeling a bit embarrassed at the thought.
"Don't feel shy about it. If you're uncomfortable, we don't have to-" Jungkook started to say, but Y/N interrupted him, her voice low but determined. "I want it," she said, her words surprising Jungkook. He wanted to make sure he understood her correctly, so he asked her to repeat herself.
"I want to do it," Y/N repeated, her voice filled with conviction. Hearing her words, Jungkook didn't waste a second. He pulled her closer, placing her on his lap with her legs on both sides of his hips.
Y/N's attire consisted solely of Jungkook's shirt, sending a shiver down his spine. He couldn't help but feel the heat radiating from her core, separated only by his shorts and her undergarments. Even through the thin fabric, he could sense the contours of her folds.
"Just follow my lead, Y/N," he whispered, his voice laced with desire. He gently caressed her neck with his fingers, creating a sensation of longing. His touch then trailed down her neck, eventually reaching her sternum.
Jungkook glanced at his wife, searching for any signs of uneasiness. To his surprise, she was already gazing at him with her captivating brown eyes. As he focused on her orbs, he noticed her pupils dilating, a clear indication of her own desire.
His fingers continued their journey, now moving towards the buttons of her shirt. With deliberate slowness and sensuality, he unbuttoned her shirt, gradually exposing her enticing cleavage.
"Why are you unbuttoning the shirt?" Y/N stammered, her voice filled with curiosity and a hint of nervousness. Jungkook couldn't help but find her adorable in that moment. "Just for the comfort" he replied, his voice intentionally low and seductive which made her think he was talking about her comfort with him.
He brought his hand up to cup the area below her ear, his thumb pad caressing her cheek. Leaning closer, their breaths mingled, creating an electric anticipation in the air.
Without wasting any time, their lips met in a fervent kiss. Jungkook started with a gentle press of his lips, and Y/N instinctively followed suit. Gradually, their movements synchronized, allowing them to explore the depths of intimacy.
As they continued kissing, Jungkook's hands roamed her skin, leaving a trail of delicate caresses. He even pulled her nape gently, intensifying the passionate connection.
Y/N found herself completely lost in the moment, forgetting the initial purpose of the kiss. The taste of her husband's lips consumed her, and all she could focus on was the intoxicating sensation of their embrace.
After a couple of minutes of solely focusing on their lips, Jungkook decided to take it a step further. He pushed his tongue out to glide it across Y/N's lower lip, eliciting a gasp from her. In response, he ventured a bit deeper, trying to explore her wet cavern. However, her small opening prevented him from reaching her tongue.
Momentarily frustrated, Jungkook pulled back slightly, keeping his lips just barely brushing against hers. "Open your mouth," he demanded, asserting his dominance. Y/N complied, parting her lips for him. But it wasn't enough for Jungkook, who shook his head in dissatisfaction.
"More," he demanded once again, and she obediently complied. Seeing his wife so submissive to him only fueled his desire, making him lose control. He crashed his lips against hers, forcefully shoving his tongue into her mouth.
Y/N was taken aback by the sudden sensation of Jungkook's tongue meeting hers. He tilted her head and pulled her closer, ensuring their bodies remained tightly pressed together. Her tongue could feel his lying flat against hers, slowly exploring the depths of her mouth.
It was a completely new experience for her, one that she found addicting and wanted to explore further. So, she reciprocated by passing her tongue over his, engaging in a playful dance with his wet muscle.
Jungkook, being the dominant one, swirled his tongue around hers and pressed it down. Yet, Y/N was determined to match his intensity, initiating a tongue war between them. However, after a few seconds, she found herself unable to keep up with him. Meanwhile, Jungkook continued to move his tongue all over her mouth, thoroughly exploring every inch.
Y/N relished in the sensation as he skillfully maneuvered his tongue, creating a pleasurable experience for both of them.
The couple became lost in the moment, their focus solely on exploring the intimacy of their kiss. Sensing the need for a breath of air, they gently pulled away, their connection sealed with a tender peck.
Y/n couldn't help but smile, her lips still curved up as she caught Jungkook's gaze. Both of them were still catching their breath from the intense kiss. "Did you enjoy that?" he asked, causing her to shyly lower her head, her smile still evident.
Observing her bashful demeanor, Jungkook reached out to cup her waist. "I underestimated you, thinking you were a beginner, but you've already surpassed the skills of a pro" he teased. Unable to meet her husband's playful taunting, she embraced him, wrapping her arms around his neck and nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck.
She could hear Jungkook's laughter in response to her shy demeanor, feeling his arms encircling her waist. They continued to embrace, their smiles never fading from their faces.
"You still have much to learn, but for today, this is enough," he whispered, feeling her snuggle closer into his neck. Chuckling softly, he held her tightly, wanting to feel her presence even more.
That evening, they delighted in each other's company, cuddling and sharing kisses. They even ventured into trying the new lesson: the art of the French kiss.
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THE SECOND CHANCE || JJK ff
Fanfiction"Don't you want to kiss your husband, y/n?" he purred, deliberately slowing his words to a sultry pace, hoping to entice her into the mood. Her eyes flickered to his lips, a clear indication of her own longing. He decided to test her, refusing to b...