Why Me? | MYG

8 - sweet altercation

- disclaimer: every sex scene is real-
- she's not masterbating-
              - this is a very long chapter -

the sound of music blasted from across the hall as jungkook was having a party that i was invited too but chose not to go.

why i didn't go? because i hate large groups and people i don't know. i've had my fun share of trouble when it comes to people i don't know.

laying in my bed, under the thick black duvet, my mind wondered as the continuous sound of music kept me awake when all i wanted to do was sleep. seconds and minutes passed until i gave up the urge to not grab the pink vibrator out of night.

there was a click announcing that the tiny machine was now on hearing the eer sounds increase as my thumb tapped the button to it's highest set.

sometimes i hate foreplay.

spreading my thick legs open as they were eager to shake when the toy made contact with my clit, i slid the toy down the valley of boobs tracing the 3 dermal piercings slowly going south.

but i love teasing.

letting the toy tease the highly sensitive ball of
nerves as my throat surrendered to the pleasure slipping all the held back moans free.

i imagined him working his tongue on me, licking my clit to sticking his tongue inside of my cunt sending me into a frenzy.

every flick worked me closer and closer as my slick ran from pussy to the crack of my ass sending slight shivers from the stickiness.

"fuck," choking on air as i fondled with my right tit pinching the nipple, "i'm about to c-"

there was knocks on my door, not like soft inviting ones but harsh ones.

turning off the toy a little annoyed and frustrated because whoever is at this door just blew my nut, i grabbed my robe fastening it across my waist slipping my feet into my slippers as i walked towards the door.

looking through the peep hole seeing the same black undercut and eyebrow piercing, it was jungkook.

what the fuck is he doing?

opening the door, "jungkook?" he leaned sluggish against my theshold smelling of liquor, "how much did you drink?"

grabbing ahold of him letting his weight fall onto my shoulder as i pulled him inside of my apartment close and locking the door once every limb was inside.

walking him over to the couch, letting him plop his weight onto as the couch hit the floor sounding as if it's broke, i looked at his disheveled form and couldn't help but feel turned on.

what if i rode him on the couch for blowing my nut? no no no y/n that's not right

crouching down to his legs, i untied both of his shoes slipping them off of his feet sitting them aside so he knew where to find them once he woke up. i walked over to the kitchen, grabbing a mug out of the cabinet filling it up with ice and water to give to the drunk man on my couch turning that way into the living room he was getting up.

"where are you going?" i questioned him not paying attention to him as i was still filling the cup up with water i got no response.

his footsteps were no where to be heard as he crept up behind me, i felt his big hand grip the sides of my waist pulling me back against his frontside forcing a moan out as i covered my mouth.

"don't cover your mouth," his voice rough in my ears as he whispered into them, "i want to hear you moan again."

feeling his rough hand slap down and grasp the subtle skin of my bare ass through the material of the robe was enough to make me vocal, "i want to you hear you all night."