Thiccaso 💟 | JJK

Chapter 26- His Love

"Baby????? Does that mean we're dating now???!!"

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He is literally a child.

"Sorry to break the news to you but no." I say bluntly. I start backing away. Initiating to tighten up the place a bit, I detected the black shirt Jungkook was wearing. Picking it up and aiming it at his face. I leave the living room and head towards the start getting ready to bed.

I might've slept a lot but it's almost 5 am. Sleep is still sleep.

I hear a scream from the other room, "Wait, come back!! My pp is still here and it wants you!" Jungkook shouts.

I giggle to myself and begin changing into my some pajama shorts and an oversized t shirt I have stored in my dresser.

In all honesty, I would have never guessed Jungkook would try to go that far. Seeing how many times I've kind of hooked up with him, it's considerably still kinda odd how he randomly became obsessive over me, somehow. But shit, I've gotten no type of action in my life. Only type of action I got was small pecks and hand holding, typical middle school puppy love. Never had a pp to booty interaction.

But I don't mind it at all, it's quite exciting after all.

Now we have to see how long Jungkook can last a night with me.

Although, Jungkook and I have some weird mutual connections from childhood friends to friends I met in Seoul, his presence gives me a big wave of comfort. I can't help it but think we've been friends for lifetimes. Considering that he is clearly possessive over me, it makes me wonder how much life can be easier with him around and I'm thinking of taking up on his offer.

Sooner or later, Jungkook comes in, still shirtless, but looks very awake. He peeps on me and decides to give me a massive cuddly hug, and I respond to it. A moment of silence appears upon us and it slowly turns into a considerably beautiful moment between us two. As this is my first time having a close connection with a potential lover, it makes me realize how much I appreciate him for being here.

After all, there is no one like him.

But just pondering about him, it gets me turned on.

Standing up in the middle of the room, simply hugging, I push him gently to enable him to slowly sit down on the edge of my bed. The moonlight still glaring on us from the open window and transparent curtains, it beautifully decorates his skin perfectly. From the way it curves on his abs and small waist and large biceps. Everything about him is perfect. Yet I don't know why I continually reject him.

I decide to let me guard down and give him everything he deserves.

I shortly approach him and hold strong eye contact while he gives me a lustful look, which looks extremely handsome on him. His messy, light bangs fall on his beautifully and his smooth skins looks inviting to hold onto my hands.

The sound of kisses fill up the vacuous room, our jaws moving in a rhythmic pattern which feels so good in every way. My arms go along his neck with my hands in his hair, while his trial from my sides to the rim of my pajama shorts. His fingers circle on my hips, persistent to get rid of the shorts but he waits.

Confidence fills up my being. My body moving on its own, I get my arms off of him and I point one finger onto his chest and push his body down, making him lean back, using his arms to keep him up.

His eyes moving and roaming around my body, getting every inch of my body into his brain, he then paints his lips with licking them.

I choose to take off the grey shirt that was  previously on the living room floor just a couple minutes ago. I, then decided to show off some extra skin, this leds me to take off the loose but short pajama shorts, revealing a simple, grey Calvin Klein thong. Leaving me in nothing but my undergarments, his eyes widen. He didn't expect me to go this far, but I did.

I shift towards him as he watches my every move as his eyes get darkened and his eyes switch from a doe eye into a siren eye.

As I get closer to him, his print grows right before my eyes, but he doesn't dare to try to cover it. The tension that grows between us makes this more exciting than ever.

He, then opens his mouth and comments on his show, "Fuck, Mia. You're so beautiful."

A harsh blush creeps up on my face, I didn't expect the unexpected.

I reach to him, and since I was feeling so bold, I get on my knees. His grey sweatpants are up to my face, with his hidden dick near my face. I look up to see him and a very widen smirk appears on his face.

Seeing how this is playing out, I get a bit nervous. He isn't flinching and his movements are very natural. I cant help with think that he has been with women so much better than me. I mean, sure this is my first time, but why does it have to be him, the most perfect guy in the world.

As we have a mini staring contest, my face flares up even more, giving him a downturned smile, awkward of what is about to happen.

"You're doing great, baby. Don't rush yourself." Jungkook speaks up in a smooth and sexy tone. And this makes me think "yolo."

Fuck it, we ball.

My hands reach up to the rim of his sweatpants and his boxers, yanking them both. Exposing his happy trail, this makes me feel things down there.

Jungkook and I watching at me tugging at his sweatpants, his dick springs out as if it was fighting to get out.

The minute I saw it, I got up from my knees and backed away from Jungkook, concerned.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!