Meena rolls over onto her back, pulling the sheet across her naked body to cover herself. She looks up at the ceiling, deep in thought. He watches her, waiting for a response. He's surprised she even has to think about it, as much fun as they've just had, he isn't sure how anyone could resist an invitation to spend all day that way. It's exactly what he wants and of course he's used to getting what he wants.
She purses her lips as she thinks about his offer, perhaps wondering what she has to give up in her life to have this experience. She looks over at him, staring at her expectantly with a quizzical expression. He snaps out of his stare and smiles at her warmly. His smile is so heartfelt and almost innocent. This isn't what she expected to be doing with her last week in Vegas, but, all she has waiting for her at home is a bunch of half filled boxes and piles of clothing waiting to be carted off to the new apartment. Her life in Vegas is ending, and what better way to kiss it all goodbye.
He reaches his hand out, taking hers, as he watches her. The feel of his warm hand holding hers, his fingers sliding between hers and pulling her hand closer, fills her with his glow. She smiles broadly up at him. His smile breaks into a laugh as he begins to understand her decision is made. He lifts her hand to his lips and leaves a kiss. Meena laughs, lifting the sheet from her body and inviting him down to her embrace.
He nestles his body down beside her and captures her lips in a passionate kiss; a reward for making the right choice. His hand drops down from her soft cheek to tickle her skin as his fingertips trail down the front of her naked body, over her chest, pausing to cup her breast in his large hand. She kisses him back, wrapping her arm around his back and pulling him closer. He repositions his body and pulls his lips back. He lifts his head to speak to her.
"Come take a shower with me," he whispers an invitation but just as he moves to kiss her again, his stomach growls loudly. They both pause in surprise before he blushes, making them both laugh at the awkwardness.
"I think maybe you should eat something first." she reminds him, leaving a kiss on his neck. He closes his eyes, laughing at himself but still embarrassed. An idea comes to him.
"I'll order room service and you go get the shower started!" He's excited by the idea and kisses her lips once before he leans back to reach for the tablet on the nightstand.
Meena gets up from the bed, still completely naked and he pauses entering the order to watch her teasing him as she walks toward the shower, glancing back over her shoulder at him. She stops in the doorway and gives him a look, that look of instant hunger but not for the food he's ordering. She smirks a little at the sight of him, frozen, mouth ajar as he lays on the bed naked, staring at her. She disappears through the doorway and he looks down quickly, choosing several options without looking and presses 'send' before he carelessly tosses the tablet back onto the bed and chases after her.
He rushes into the bathroom just as the water begins to flow. She stands under the rain shower, facing him under the stream as she runs her hands through her hair. He stares at her body, watching the water trail over her breasts and curve down the muscles of her stomach. His body reacts to her and she catches his eye, smiling slyly at him she reaches out her hand to invite him to join her. He wastes no time and steps into the shower, his arms wrapping low on her hips and pulling her body close to him. He leans his head down to kiss her. His mouth drags over her skin to press into her neck. She trails her fingers down the front of his abs, lower.
"You taste so good Meena," he almost groans as her fingers wrap around his length and begin to slowly slide over him. He feels her body pull back and he opens his eyes surprised to see her stepping back toward a ledge seat in the stall. She carefully lowers down, resting her body on the very edge, her hand still wrapped around him, pulling him closer. He steps under the stream of water and feels the warmth of the water raining down his back. He smiles down at her, his hand cups her face to look up at him, her dark eyes draw him in making him long to drop down and kiss her again, but her tongue swipes across her plump lips and all the blood rushes from his head as he waits to feel them.
Her eyes flutter closed as her lips pout, her head moving closer to him. He sucks in air through his teeth expectantly as he watches her lips pucker and press against the tip of his length, making his knees buckle at the instant sensation. She swipes her tongue over him as her hand slides up to meet her lips and twists around him. He moans as his head drops back, directly under the stream of water and he closes his eyes to enjoy the sensation. Images of her sat naked on this ledge flood through his mind as her lips slowly slide over him, taking him into her warm wet mouth. His body shakes as she begins to suck, pulling at his skin as her hand twists around the base. He raises his hands to her head, feeling her wet hair, and he pulls her closer to him. He rocks his body forward a little until he feels himself hit the back of her throat and he shudders again at the intensity of the feeling. His body begins to rock toward her slowly, feeling himself pull back as her mouth clamps down around him, sucking harder on him.
"Shit! It feels so good," he mumbles, dropping his head forward and daring himself to open his eyes. He cries out, overwhelmed by the sight of her, eyes closed, her mouth full of him and her hand twisting around him. He pushes towards her just as her other hand reaches around to slide over his backside pulling him even closer. "I'm not going to last inside that pretty mouth of yours," he warns.
She opens her dark eyes to look up at him and the instant he sees her, the moment their eyes meet, he is overcome with sensation. Every nerve in his body ignites in a trail of tiny explosions coursing through him at top speed until he almost loses his balance. His hand hits the back wall of the shower to keep him upright as his cries reverberate against the walls of the large tiled room. He tries to pull back but she grabs both cheeks of his bottom and keeps hold of him, pulling him tighter as he releases. Everything goes black, all sound and color disappear for an instant before he stumbles backwards, pulling his body away as he hits the back wall of the shower. His eyes pop open just as she rises and rushes to embrace him. Her kiss is so forceful it pins him against the wall and his arms wrap around her to pull her closer.
As she pulls back he gasps for air, clinging to her as his spinning head begins to slow down and the world comes back into view. He pants heavily and pulls her body closer. He feels the weight of all his stress and worry released. As though he could collapse at any moment with the relief of all the tension pent up inside him. He kisses her head, kissing down her wet hair towards her temple.
"Oh Meena, you are incredible," he whispers, feeling almost a glow of being near her. She chuckles a little nestled against his chest. Her hands slide up to run her fingers through his hair. She pulls back and looks into his eyes.
"You must be weak from hunger," she suggests. He laughs as he looks down at her.
"Just a bit," he smiles as he stares down at her in amazement.
Being with her is like nothing he's experienced before. Maybe it's being locked away, unable to do what he wants, but maybe it's because he spent so much time thinking about her. She became such an important figure in his imagination, but actually being with her, is so much more intense than he could have even imagined. He wishes there was some way he could explain all this to her, to tell her what he's feeling.
They're disturbed from their moment by the sound of a bell. They both look at each other, surprised and confused as the water continues to run. The bell rings again. Jungkook's brow furrows at this sound so foreign to him. Her eyes get wider.
"Jungkook, that's your doorbell," she says.
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Room Service (JJK BTS)18+ continuing
FanfictionJungkook is stuck in a hotel room, in a foreign country, in quarantine. His only contact with the outside world is the girl who delivers his room service several times a day, but he can only watch her through the peephole until the day he decides he...