risqué | jjk [18+]

risqué | 3 (m)

warnings for this chapter; swearing, fingering, oral sex (f. & m. receiving), dirty talk, degrading names (jk calls reader a slut and a brat), dom!jk / sub!reader, slight exhibitionism, multiple orgasms, spanking, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, guys!), creampie, cum eating

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A few days have passed since Jungkook crossed a line he shouldn't have crossed. He kissed you. He had a full make out session on the backyard deck of his boss' mansion – with said boss' daughter. Every time the scenario crosses his mind, he feels an urge to throw himself out of the window. He might as well do it because if his boss finds out, he'll be dead anyway.

A low groan emits from Jungkook's lips as he runs a hand through his mop of curls, looking around the office at his co-workers. None of them are paying attention to how distressed Jungkook is or even acknowledging the fact that he has been grumbling to himself all morning, cursing at himself every time the thought of you and how good it felt to kiss you appears in his mind. That's good, he thinks to himself about people obviously not giving a shit. He doesn't know what he would use as an excuse if anyone would actually ask him what was wrong – 'Oh, you know, just had a make out session with our boss' daughter who's much younger than me, the usual' – no, Jungkook doesn't know what he would say.

He continues to look around, spotting a small group of three women gossiping by the coffee machine, occasionally glancing his way as if he's the topic of their gossip. He probably is, it wouldn't be the first time. He doesn't pay them much attention as he shifts his eyes to Jaemin's desk, freezing in his seat as he spots you.

You're standing by Jaemin's desk, smiling and laughing as the two of you talk. As if you can feel him looking at you, you glance his way, only offering him a small smirk before looking back at Jaemin, purposefully leaning a bit over the desk. Jungkook is unable to tear his eyes from you, his mind only focused on the fact that you're wearing an incredibly short skirt today, shorter than it was a week ago. Your legs look incredible in that skirt paired with the same platform sneakers like last week, and Jungkook swears he gets a glimpse of your hot pink lace panties as you lean over Jaemin's desk not too far from where he sits at his own desk. You make sure to throw a look at him to see if he's looking at you and sure enough, he is.

Jungkook doesn't even bother to look away from you, completely unaware of you catching him. He's not gonna admit it to your face but you standing there in such a revealing outfit makes his blood boil because how dare you flirt with him like you have been the past week and then waltz around in an outfit like that, one that leaves nothing to the imagination, for everyone to see, as if you wish to have everyone want to devour you.

He glances around, spotting a pair of male co-workers around Jungkook's age talking while pointing at you. Jungkook aggressively clears his throat, catching their attention. They look at him, their cocky expressions dropping once they see the harsh glare Jungkook shoots at them. Once they've turned back around to focus on their work, Jungkook gets up from his seat and makes his way towards Jaemin's desk. He comes to a stop right next to you, his hand softly closing around your wrist. You feel a rush in your stomach at the delicate touch despite the obviously annoyed look on his face. You stand up straight, smiling at him, "oh, hey, Jungkook."

"Can I talk to you for a second?" He asks, not giving two fucks about the way Jaemin is watching the two of you looking at each other with intense gazes.

"Of course," you answer, offering Jungkook a sweet smile. He holds back a scoff before quickly glancing at Jaemin, wordlessly telling him to get back to work. Jaemin quickly refocuses his attention back on his laptop and the worksheets in front of him. A small smirk plays upon your lips as you let Jungkook guide you out into the hallway, right next to the bathrooms. "Is something wrong?" You ask once you're both out of everyone's sight.