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22 - Lust (m)

"I want you.." you mumble, bucking your lips up till you met his, running your hands into his hair as you try to slide your tongue in his mouth and imitate him from before.

"We just did it last night." He chuckles, sliding down to your neck but you pull him back up to your lips, as you roll over until you were on top of him, resting your body on his chest.

"You think I care?" You fist his hair and squint your eyes, smashing your lips back onto his as you slide you finger into the hem of your wrap around skirt to remove it.

"Yn, wait-" you work your lips on his, he was smiling all along at how desperate you were for his touch, how kinky you were as well.

"Please Jungkook." You remove your skirt and throw it away into the grass, dropping your gaze to your blouse to unbutton it, but Jungkook holds your hand.

"Yn, listen to me will you-"

"Do you not love me?" You say, a layer of gloss appearing on your eyes.

"Of course I do."

"Then make love to me."

"Baby, it will be too tiring for your body, you aren't even letting the effects of last night wear off."

"Please Jungkook." You insist with lust covered eyes as you hold his collar. "Please."

The man under you sighs.

"Fine." He picks you up in his arms bridal style and gets up from the ground, walking back inside your bedroom as he lowers you on the bed, before removing his lower and climbing up on you.

This was the story of this world. This world was tied up with lust. Its hands and feet were bound with thick chains of lust which led to the biggest failures and crimes of humanity. From being too carried away in lust and raping someone, to claiming to love someone just so that you can see them naked. The whole world was trapped inside this lust cage and you were soon becoming a part of it as well.

This is what Aban was scared about- he knew it was easy for anyone to develop lust for a face like you, love was a word too strong used in today's times. Love was something which didn't require physical touch, it was spiritual. Only those who dared to actually stab their own heart for someone else was what was called love.

It was where you broke your attachment with someone and that was when you were in true love, until you were being convinced by someone's sweet words and attractive looks, Abdul was going nowhere.

Your moans were what filled the room soon enough, you knew you were going higher this time and you were already desperate for it, you weren't letting him go that quickly today, you were in for a long, long session with him and the man couldn't help but give it to you, your wish was his command after all.

"More.." you mumbled and Jungkook kept following your cues to give you all he had, he decided to not stop until he was told to today.

But you were stubborn, you weren't stopping. You weren't even crying like yesterday, you were taking in all that he gave you unceasingly and Jungkook was almost shocked at how you were acting. He was worried now, he knew you were starting to get caught in the cobweb of sexual desires, and he knew soon they will take over you.

He knew they will soon knock out your senses where you were not going to think anything before them seeing your condition. He sighs, he had to stop. But in order to stop he had to give you something big after which you won't have the audacity to stay awake.

He gets on his knees bringing you on all fours as he gets ready for a another round, number- he had lost the track of.

After the round he caressed your inner thighs as he squeezed you , your unconscious body twitching with the unstopping shocks of pleasure.

"Stop." Finally your words ring in his ears and he stops, wiping his swollen mouth as he looks at your asleep self, he couldn't help but pity you. You were so deprived of love since your birth that you couldn't seem to get enough of this feeling unlike normal people.

You wanted him around you and better inside you at all times, and he was more than happy in giving in but he knew the actual outcome of all this.

He sighs as he covers your body with a blanket and pulls it over your face as well, soon dressing and cleaning you up. He runs a hand through his sweaty hair, looking outside the window- it had been more than a few hours since he started making love with you, he was definitely exhausted but someone was visiting him today, he had to gather himself up.

"Yn, I just want the best for you, and I'll try my best to give you just that, but I'm sorry if I can't." He watches your sleepy figure spread on the mattress.