A couple hours later you saved your document and shut your laptop, sighing and putting it down on the floor. You sat on the couch with your back leaned against the arm rest and legs stretched out in front of you. You reached your arms over your head and relaxed back, noticing how quiet and empty the house was with none of them there and awake. You were alone with your thoughts for the first time in a few days - and you didn't like it. The door opened and you sighed in relief as Jungkook came in, kicking off his shoes. His eyes lit up when he saw you and you immediately reached your arms out for him.
"My Jungkookie, thank god you're here I was getting lonely," you said, making grabby hands for him and patting your lap.
"Come here baby please," you said.
Jungkook grinned widely and hurried toward you, setting down his bag and tentatively straddling your thighs before sinking down onto your lap.
"Hi noona," he said, his cheeks flushed pink and a little breathless.
You smiled and reached up, cupping his cheek with one hand and smoothing the other over his muscular thigh, straining against the fabric of his jeans.
"Hi handsome. How was your day?" You asked, just looking up into his big brown eyes, brushing your thumb along his cheekbone, letting your gaze drift briefly to his soft, perfect lips before dragging it back up to his eyes.
"It was okay. My first class is kind of hard and she doesn't give a lot of homework so a big percentage of the grade is the midterm and I'm nervous about it," he was saying as he settled onto your lap.
At first he had seemed hesitant to sit fully, but he was getting more comfortable as you encouraged him to relax, just listening to him talk.
"You're gonna do great bub," you said to him, giving him a little smile and a little squeeze on his thigh.
"I bet you already know it all, you just have to remind yourself. I'll help you study if you want."
"Really?" He asked, hopeful.
"Of course," you replied chuckling.
"What else?"
"Well," he began, and launched into another brief story about his day.
You let your gaze slide over his face, watching him as he spoke. His chocolate brown eyes caught the light and brightened to an amber color, rimmed with dark lashes and creased lids, sparkling as he talked. His nose was straight and perfect and his hair fell over his dark eyebrows. You reached up and brushed it back, smoothing your hand over his forehead and admiring him. He paused his sentence to hum contentedly and let his eyes drift closed at your touch and then continued speaking as you trailed your hand away, lightly tracing his jaw instead before bracing your hand on his shoulder. You watched his mouth, his lips two perfect pink petals. You knew you should be listening to what he was saying but all you could think about was tasting him. His upper lip was soft and pretty, thin but with a delicately defined Cupid's bow that you wanted to spend hours tracing, his lower lip fuller and pinker and perfect. You couldn't decide which you liked better, the little mole just below his lip or the tiny one on the tip of his nose, but you needed to kiss them both. When he finished speaking you smiled.
"Sounds like it was pretty good then baby," you said softly, finally giving in and reaching up to brush your thumb over his lips, tracing the edges.
"Thank you for telling me." He shifted on your lap, seeming shy, his cheeks turning pink again.
"Noona," he whined slightly and you chuckled, tugging on his chin to pull him in to you.
"Come here pretty boy," you murmured.
He inhaled sharply, his lips parting and eyes fluttering closed expectantly. You leaned forward just a tiny bit and brushed your lips over his lightly, just feeling the softness and inhaling his clean scent. Jungkook always smelled fresh and soft, even at the end of a long day like this one had been. He whined softly, pushing forward a little more, but you just chuckled and swatted the outside of his thigh lightly.
"Now be good Jungkook," you murmured, your lips so close they brushed against his as you spoke, rubbing that spot on his thigh.
"But you said I could have kisses," he said, pouting that soft bottom lip out cutely, his chocolate eyes wide and pleading.
You couldn't deny him, not even to tease him at this point. He was so perfect. So you just pulled him in again and finally connected your lips with his. He sighed against you in relief, pushing back slightly, his hands slipping up to grip your shoulders. You paused and just felt him, his lips warm and soft against you, the weight of him on your lap pleasant and comfortable. His thigh felt solid beneath your hand but his lips were pillowy against yours and you sighed against them and slipped your arms around him, pulling him in a little closer. Jungkook hummed happily against you as you slid a hand up the nape of his neck and into his hair, softly stroking it and tangling your fingers in the dark locks. Each pass of your lips over his relaxed you more, and you felt every movement down to your toes. You kissed him softly and sweetly, moving your lips against his lazily, tiny kissing sounds and little sighs from him the only thing that could be heard in the house. You caught that full bottom lip between yours and passed your tongue over it, making him gasp softly and push against you harder, his fingers tightening on your shoulders. Your mouths began to open to taste more, the soft, comfortable feeling of slow kisses making warmth pool in your belly.
You slid your tongue into his mouth and he whimpered at the touch, totally soft beneath you and you continued to move, slipping your hand further into his hair and tugging his face against yours. When he pulled up for a breath you didn't let him go far, kissing lightly along his sharp jaw, one of your hands sliding over his thigh carefully. Jungkook was just breathing heavily against you, his mouth open and eyes closed as your lips moved over his throat, your hand drifting higher on his thigh. He whined lowly and it became a moan when you sucked against his smooth skin, making him press himself against you.
"Noona," he whimpered, his thighs clenching around yours, his breathing coming in little gasps.
You smiled against his skin, loving the way his voice sounded so soft and desperate. You pulled him back down to kiss his perfect lips some more, slowly and intentionally. He was being so good, just letting you do what you wanted, opening his mouth for you, pliant against your touch. You let the tip of your tongue trace the curve of that beautiful Cupid's bow, opening your eyes to watch his lashes flutter at your soft touch, so delicate and pretty. You smiled against his lips and he tentatively pushed his tongue forward, grazing it ever so slightly over the tip of yours. He gasped when you suddenly sucked on it, closing your lips around the muscle and gently pulling it into your mouth, your saliva mixing with his, and everything was soft and Jungkook was good and sweet. You kissed and kissed until your lips needed a break, finally pulling back to look up at him. It took Jungkook a moment to open his eyes and when he did it was slow and they were distant, his pupils blown wide and his lips wet and puffy.
"You're so nice to kiss Jungkookie," you murmured to him, using your thumb to wipe the bit of drool below his lip.
"So soft and sweet. Such a good boy."
Jungkook blinked and hummed in appreciation of your praise, a little smile pulling at the corners of his mouth.
"You taste good noona," he told you, his voice small and sweet.
You chuckled.
"My perfect boy. Come here baby," you said, scooting and pulling him down to lay on the couch next to you.
You smooshed yourself close to him and tangled your legs with his, pressing a final kiss to the tip of his nose.
"I could kiss every inch of you for hours," you murmured. "You can if you want to," he whispered back, nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck. "Maybe I will baby," you replied, smiling.
