Fuck It List

25: his tattoo

"Rules are rules, Jungkook", you said licking your lips and hoping he didn't notice your rapid heartbeat, "and rules must be obeyed as you once taught me."

He lifted both his eyebrows and tilted his head to the side questioningly.

"So... no touching, no kissing, no looking", you said teasingly. You loved being in control of him like that.

"How are you going to stop me from doing all that?", he asked staring into your eyes before he travelled his eyes down your body, "you're sitting on my lap."

"I guess I'll have to get up then. And get changed", you said shrugging and shifted.

"Not so fast", he said gripping you by your hips to stop you from leaving, "I'm not done with you."

He moved his face closer to yours so that his breath brushed your skin.

"See? Now I'm touching you and what are you going to do about it?", he rumbled and a smirk appeared on his lips.

"I...", you wanted to say something but you trailed off distracted by the mere contact of his hands with your skin.

"I know what you've been doing lately and I was very patient with you but after this little show of yours...", he mumbled peeking down at your bikini again, "I'm not sure whether I can pull myself together or not. So tell me... what do you want to do?"

Your chest was rising and falling in the rhythm of your breathing and you roamed your eyes over his unreadable expression.

"I'm... what do you think I want to do?', you asked instead of coming up with an answer which exactly defined what you wanted. You wanted to play a little longer.

"I think that you're desperate", he stated watching you arch an eyebrow, "desperate for my touch, my lips and lastly my d!ck."

You gasped at the sound of the word rolling off his tongue. You'd never get used to him saying these kind of words out loud with no shame at all and that you simply loved it when he did that.

"Hm, if that was to be true, what would you do about it?", you asked curiously.

"I would give it all to you", he replied smugly, "but you'd have to beg for it. I had to wait so long, you should know how it feels like."

"Okay, good thing that we're talking hypothetically because I don't want it. No one is going to beg today", you countered with a winning smile on your face wanting to get up again.

But he kept you in place with a firm grip on your hips. You know you had pushed his buttons by the way he clenched his jaw.

"Then I guess I just have to take it", he said pushing your body closer to him on his thighs, "and I will unless you tell me to stop."

He locked eyes with you as he slowly began outlining the curve of your body.

Your breathing became more unsteady the more he approached the string of your bikini tied around your torso.

And you didn't stop him. You couldn't. Every single cell in your body longed for him, for that euphoric feeling that you haven't felt in a month.

He moved his hands to your back and pulled at the end of the string unlacing the bow of your bikini top.

Now it loosely covered your breasts and already exposed the lower part of your bosom. He grazed his index finger up your spine and untied the bow there too so that you top fell on his lap by itself.

You were only left in your bikini panties making it even more exciting.

"How much I missed this view", he muttered not taking his eyes off of you.

The butterflies in your stomach had decided to start a flying contest as he simply admired you.

You thought he might just go ahead and touch you wherever he wanted to. Maybe do you right, search for pleasure or have s£x. That's what you expected.

But instead he lifted his right hand up to your chin and guided your face towards him as he leaned in to place a tender kiss on your lips.

You never knew how much you missed this kind of intimacy with him, sharing all your emotions in one kiss, until you actually were kissing him again.

"How much I missed this feeling", you whispered against his lips breaking the kiss after a short while.

You strictly had forbidden yourself to touch him. You wanted to make sure to not give him the satisfaction of coming to know of how much you craved his love.

But you couldn't resist anymore. Your hands found his hands on your hips and covered them.

Then you ran your fingertips up his arms to his shoulders and down to his chest stroking over the fabric of his shirt.

You looked up into his eyes searching for a reaction but he only nodded with a blank face.

"Don't be shy, do what you want to do", he encouraged you.

It cost you some effort to give in to your desire knowing that he will tease you later on about it. But it was worth it.

You let your hands drop to the seam of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head. He helped you a little and then placed his hands back on the bed slightly reclining.

"What the fvck is this?!", you asked shocked when you noticed a new tattoo on the left side of his chest, right above where the heart would be in the ribcage.

You widened your eyes and gaped at the ornament lettering inked on his chest.

It wasn't some random tattoo. It was your name. Literally your name, letter by letter, tatted in black ink on his chest. You shook your head and brushed your finger over it.

"You really did it...", you said speechless. He observed you silently with a satisfied grin on his face.

"I told you I'd do it", he said shrugging, "do you like it?"

You blinked rapidly and then nodded.

"Yes, it's really pretty", you admitted, "I just... I can't understand why you would get it even though we aren't even a thing."

"Because I knew we'd make it", he answered without thinking, "I always knew. I got this the day after the party when you had set up the conditions."

"You are crazy", you mumbled in disbelief.

"I saw it as motivation", he said caressing your hips, "to make you mine as soon as possible."