"It is always the quiet ones, that make the loudest noise, without saying a word."
- Unknown
You jolt up, your sweaty body bumping into a muscular frame. Quickly glancing at him, you spot Jungkook snoring, deep in his slumber as his naked body traps you in a warm embrace. The heat radiating from him reminds you of what happened only a few hours ago.
How he took you upstairs.
How he undressed you painfully slow when the craving in his eyes told you that he wanted to rip it off in an instant.
How he lost patience and ended up ripping it anyway, along with your panties. You didn't mind him ruining your favourite dress. He has become your new favourite.
How he threw you on the bed and stared at you for what felt like hours. And when you asked him to come close, he took a deep breath and exhaled harshly, and said, "Give me a moment."
He wanted your body to be ingrained in his brain forever.
How after drinking you with his gaze, he jumped on the bed and gripped your hands above your head and sucked every inch of your body dry.
How he wined and tremored with the anticipation as he ate you out, his tongue lapping up your essence that made your toes curl and your eye roll to the underworld.
How you complained that it's not fair that he's still dressed, and he took off his clothes and your heart skipped a beat the moment you saw his girthy goodness. How it made your mouth water.
How you lurched at him, taking him in your mouth and sucking him till he cried in pleasure. He couldn't control himself when he pushed your head forward, making you choke. How tiny droplets of tears formed around his eyes and yours, making you grin in satisfaction as he came.
How you didn't want him to wear a condom and you reckon neither did he. It was when he reached for the drawer, you pulled his hand back to your chest and made him forget about protection.
How he entered you with so much of tenderness, only to ram into you the second time, contradictory to his gentleness.
How he was so rough it made you scream harder than you have ever, making you feel glad he doesn't have any neighbours. And the way he fucked you in positions you had never even imagined. He went on for hours and hours, till both of you were covered in each other's arousal and sweat.
How you came so hard to the point you blacked out, and he kept sucking the places on your skin that he bit earlier, soothing the soreness. You're sure they're all purple and blue by now but you want to wear it with pride.
How when you glance at his sleeping form you notice scratch marks on his chest and back, making you pepper light kisses on them. He stirs ever so slightly and you find your cue to leave the bed. He looks so peaceful when he sleeps, contrasting how he looked so tense when he met you in the bar yesterday. You don't want to wake him yet. His t-shirt feels foreign to you, but you like it. You like how big it feels on your small body, just like he does inside you.
You've been holding your bladder for a while now, but you don't want to wake him up to ask for directions so you take your phone and search for a bathroom to release the tension in your abdomen. His room is more on the modern side, with up-to-date furniture and appliances. The room itself is small in size and doesn't have an attached bathroom.
It's when you step outside and into the long corridor that the old and run-down infrastructure hits you. There's an ominous aura that surrounds the walls, it screams at you to run but you don't. Maybe it's just the house that scares you. Not the owner. He's nice. He's kind. He's caring. He's kinky. He makes your heart flutter, and ever since you've consummated your union, you feel like you're official now. It's as if you have a future together, a promising one.
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Obsession | JJK ft. PJM
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