Jungkook Imagines

A Spark Of Something New

Mature Content.

"Kook?" her voice echoed around her apartment as she walked towards the door as it was being rattled. She wasn't scared just confused. Because no matter what time he came, he'd always make sure to phone her up. Standing a few feet away from the door, her heart seemed to thud loudly against her chest. A gasp fell off her lips as the door opened suddenly almost hitting her on the square face. Her breath caught in her throat, and she looked up with widened eyes. A sense of relief spread as her eyes captured his confused and frustrated face.

Confused surely for seeing her act like a deer caught in red lights. But frustration?

"What's wrong with you? You never come without informing me..." her voice was soft as he entered the apartment and closed the door behind him. He looked up to her, confusion and frustration clearly shown in his eyes. There was this unbearable pain that was painted in his eyes causing her to worry greatly.

"Koo-" her worry was cut short when her lips were caught by his in a searing kiss. Her supply of oxygen was cut short when he ravished her mouth with great intensity backing her up against the nearest wall. Her brows furrowed for a split second, therefore she tried to pull away giving away the need to kiss him back just as passionately. Pushing her arms more on his chest forcefully she was able to pull him away. Gasping and panting she let a breathy whisper of his name but he groaned in distaste and pulled her tightly against him to lock her lips with hers again.

His left arm wrapped around her waist as he caressed her jaw with his right palm as he kissed her deeply. Confused and unfamiliar with the feelings burning in her, she tried to resist the temptation and question him. But he wasn't having any of it. Squeezing her hip and making her gasp, he pushed her close to him if possible and tilted his head to capture her bottom lip with his. Biting on to it softly before caressing it with his tongue. Making her let out a soft moan. A trail of wet kisses from the corner of her lips to down her throat. 

Biting gently on the soft flesh on her collarbones and neck as he proceeded to bend a little and grab her by her thighs and lift her up. Instinctively she wrapped her legs securely around his waist and her arms circled his neck. Backing her up against the wall, he nipped at her sensitive flesh just below her throat causing her to gasp. Her nails scratched lightly on his hair at the back of his neck. Kissing the bruised mark among the other littered hickeys on her neck, he lifted his head and pecked her lips, and gave her a slight smile. 

In a matter of time, they had already reached her bed. Clothes scattered on the floor as the bed creaked with their rushed movements. Gasps of pleasure and the sounds of them being intimate echoed around the room. His eyes trained on her hooded ones as he thrust into her. A newfound emotion and feeling caused a fire to course through his veins. His heart drummed to his chest vividly causing, causing him to bite his rosy lip afraid that if she wasn't in a state of pleasure she'd clearly hear it.

His pace was quick but everything seemed different at the moment to them both. It wasn't the first time they've happened to have become this intimate. They've always had sexual tension between them, from the start when she started to work under him temporarily as a helping hand at his studio. Trying to be professional, they were successful in avoiding their feelings and coming to terms to begin good friends. Due to their similarities in passion.  However, fate always had its ways. Their relationship was solely based on the benefits of pleasure to both after a drunken mistake.