THE SPIRITED ENCHANTMENT

*7* 🔞

Jungkook's voice sounded gravelly when he said, "Your turn now."

Chaeyoung felt her stomach tightening when she realized the hunger in his eyes. As soon as she managed to pull the sweater over her head, Jungkook was already right in front of her, pushing her until her back met the wardrobe. He caught her lips into another long and deep kiss, his hand fondling over her breast.

When Jungkook's mouth traveled from her mouth down to her jaw, Chaeyoung's eyes fluttered closed as her fingers knotted around his hair. Her breathing turned ragged when he began to take her nipple between his thumb and index before her other breast got the attention of his mouth.

Chaeyoung softly mewled and nibbled on the back of her hand as Jungkook flicked her nipple with his firm tongue, her grip on his hair tightened. He gave her other breast the attention next as he quickly drew her nipple into his mouth, and Chaeyoung's moan continued before she slipped her hand in between them and clasped over the thick cock hiding beneath his boxer briefs. Jungkook groaned as she continued to rub him that the flick of his tongue stuttered for a few times, and she felt his hot breath over her breast every time it happened as he exhaled heavily.

He cupped her face and kissed her long, their tongues fiercely moved against each other. Chaeyoung's sigh of bliss left her mouth as she arched her body into Jungkook when his hand reached down and touched the sensitive bud.

"You're fucking drenched, baby."

She didn't realize that she had been shutting her eyes close as her face creased at every gentlestroke he gave her. She was indeed drenched, and his finger slid easily against her panties. Her already swollen bud was even more sensitive upon registering that he had called her 'baby'. Chaeyoung breathed hard and lazily opened her eyes, her vision hazy as she stared into him as she felt first time it was serious said by him and he love him but she knows he doesn't love and they are just using as they need each other at time.

"Is that a problem?" she sighed and let out a little cry when he gave her bud a firm flick of his finger.

Jungkook cursed under his breath at her reaction to his touch. "Never said it was."

His hand disappeared, then, and Chaeyoung almost pulled back his hand to cup her pussy back and give it all his attention if she hadn't been distracted with how Jungkook had stepped back and pushed his boxer briefs down, revealing his thick cock. It was just how she imagined it to be, and she couldn't be more proud that the cock sprung out of his underwear like it was excited to see her, that she was the sole reason why it was hard and leaking precum.

Chaeyoung's teeth sank down her lip as a slow smile began to spread on her face, knowing that Jungkook didn't need to be told thrice as he had fully undressed himself. When his hand found her hip, he gripped the waistband off her panties. His eyes were begging as he looked into her deeply.

"Take it off, baby."

She hummed softly when he began planting kisses on her shoulder, his hardened cock rubbing against her front. "No," she sighed.

Jungkook pulled back, his brows dipped and he frowned softly. "No?"

"No," she confirmed. "It's not my job to take it off."

When he furrowed her brows at her, she claimed his lips, kissing him softly before slipping away from between him and the wardrobe and sat on the bed.Jungkook only turned his head watching her sitting on the bed on his side before she scooted backward.

With a gravelly voice, he asked, "Then whose job is it?"

Chaeyoung slowly lied down and looked over at him, who had already begun to turn his body around to face her.