ᴇxᴘɪʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ | Jeon Jungkook X Reader |

Just give in

Author's POV

"Well,... hello thereeeee~"

Said he, being a literal freaking delicacy, but with his classic, signature tone, of quality teasing stacked on, he continued, but before that. Before that. He turned at his heels, taking one more gooooooood look at you, as he smiled.

Jungkook: I want to know something...

You suddenly froze. You don't know, me don't know, we don't know why we all feel suddenly over conscious of ourselves when someone says those types of words. It stirred you up, but you managed to keep a straight face.

Jungkook: Are you really comfortable in this dress?

Your face muscles relaxed, despite you only maintaining a straight face, as you gulped and puffed up one of your cheeks, as he closed his eyes and but his lips, trying to not barge in and just tear your cheeks outta their place.

Ji Eun: Not really. Like, this is okay. Only with me myself and those I feel comfortable with... Not with h-

Jungkook: Really then? Why did you agree then? You were gonna wear this and stand infront of that worm?

You stood there like that, literally not knowing how to respond. His visuals made you not able to deliver words without stuttering and making no sense, and his tone and deep voice weren't helping. He sighed and tilted his head and pouted a little, to let you know he wasn't mad at you or anything.

Jungkook: Come here.

He said as his long limbs extended forward, in a gesture of him wanting to cuddle you, as you didn't hesitate and just walked into his arms. His hand patted your head and soon his lips connected with your unmade hair. His hands swaddled on your waist, as you pushed him down to your shoulder with your arms around his neck. His caress was soft and it felt safe. Never have you thought you would be able to get this comfortable with someone but he made you feel that way.

Ji Eun's POV

Knock knock

WHY TF WUD YOU RUIN THIS MOMENT- oh wait. gotta-

Ji Eun: Ooop-

You said as you detached yourself from him, and he let you go with a sigh. He suddenly wasn't feeling so good. He wanted something. As you went outside, you heard one of the maids shout that they had kept the accesories you might need outside, as you shouted back.

For this, our moment was ruined...

;-;

I walked back into the restroom, to find him still standing there, leaning against the sink's counter. HAWT. He walked saunteringly towards me, as I took steps backwards being the little insect I am infront of the Venus fly trap, him. He soon has pushed me back to the restroom's closed door, as he looked up, his Adam's apple catching my attention, making me gulp again. He locked the door, and blinked slowly and exhaled with his head threw back. Though his face not visible to me, I know it was hot as fuck. He looked down to meet my eyes, the lust which I saw before, coming up again, shading his eyes in naughtiness.

Jungkook: Really though? You were going to wear this dress when you're not even okay in it that too infront of that mf?

He scoffs into my ear, as I bit my lips, words not forming inside my mouth but lumps of saliva at his hot breath reaching my ear lobe. His left hand travels to my waist, showcasing them perfectly, as he pushed me forward to himself, eliminating the only distance between us, which I'm grateful for but at the same time, am not.

Jungkook: Don't you think your boyfriend deserves something for you to agree to wear this dress when they handed it to you in the first place? Hmm?

Mockingly said he, with much of michief tucked in, pretty much trying to persuade me to allow him to touch and use me, gratefully. His words really showed how he wanted to pacify himself with me and I didn't go against that factor as he raised his eyebrows maintaining the floating tension around yet was able to ask for my permission.

Looking deep into his orbs, I nodded. Afterall, having waited all this while, I really didn't have to think twice. I knew the type of guy he was, I knew how much he respects women and has a great spot of adorness to women in a good way, I knew how he knows that women aren't toys, and in my case, I knew how he has whispered to his fellow friends about me that I had looked beautiful but never in a very haunting way of drawing a girl into traumatizment resulting events just cause of words. I knew how he saw me.
(A/n: sorry if i sounded like wat. A PHILOSOPHER THERE BUT-)

Jungkook: Sure? By this, I won't be asking more 'yes or no' queries.

He inquired as I shook my head up and down. His eyes showed hesitation still, so you kissed him. Yeah, you felt proud. Your hands went to his shirt buttons. He didn't want to hold back, just like you. He just. Gave in. :)

You let two buttons of his free, and when you were reaching for the third one, his head sunk to your shoulder blade, as he kissed you so soft, it made you feel like you were so precious to him. And you were. His kisses went on, as his teeth captured your dress strap, that rested with no force on your shoulder. He slid it down, with his teeth, and you opened your eyes to meet with the ceiling as your head backed up.

Your now entire bare left shoulder lifted against his head, as your hands pushed him against yourself even more and into his hair. He touched your left thigh, as he squeezed it lightly, earning a gasp from you. He chuckled softly, against your skin, and you could feel him stop smiling. It's as if he switched sides and maybe, he did. The gentle Jungkook might be gone, but he's still the same nevertheless.

kiss,
peck,
suck,
bite,
pinch,
devour.
repeat.

Your hand lifted his tucked shirt a little so the hem of the shirt isn't hidden inside his pants anymore. Your hand didn't know what shame was anymore. You felt his bare waist. You soon felt his built eight packs, the soft and smooth skin, shaped so well, as if by an artist, who draws such beautiful figures, it makes you want to turn them into real life people. And he was one of those people.

Rip that dress off; Said his mind, drowning in lust. Instead, you yourself let the other hanging strap off your shoulder, and removed the rest of his buttons, as he looked at you shook, and later at your...chest. His lips fastly attached to your skin, high on your chest, as it trailed downz leaving a sloppy trail, which felt cold, giving you shivers.

Ji Eun: "J-jungk-"

You were gone. His knee came up to your hot coochie. (😭😭😭).