'call me bunny one more time, and i'll f*ck you so hard you forget your own name.'
in which jungkook needs help becoming more dominant, and you are just the woman for the job.
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| dom!kook x brat!reader
| mature content
| complete
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mild content warning that this chapter contains some pretty messy/detailed descriptions of sex/c*me so pls skip to where you see the '⁃⁃♠︎⁃⁃' if you're not comfortable with that!
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CHAPTER FORTY FOUR
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♠︎ JUNGKOOK
Jungkook had never known anything like the sensation of you in his arms that night.
He'd never had sex like it. Nobody - woman or man - had ever made him feel like that, react like that, even come like that before. And to see you in the same position, more fucked out and blissful than he'd ever seen you, had made the experience a million times more precious.
He was fairly sure he would die a happy man, now - he could never have sex again in his lifetime, and know that he had peaked on this one particular night, on an island in the middle of nowhere.
So why, he wondered, had he awoken in the pitch black middle of the night, hard and aching for you once more?
It was his arousal that had awoken him, and now he couldn't get back to sleep. The room was inky black and so it must be deep into the night; beside him, you slept on in the same position he'd placed you in hours before.
Jungkook became aware once more of your bare body pressed firmly into his, and his cock throbbed again.
Fuck, stop it, he gritted his teeth at himself, willing his little problem to go away so he could fade back into sleep, but it was no use. Being pressed up against you, especially when there were no clothes in the way, was like a field day for his cock.
He tried to extricate himself from you a little - he didn't want to, but desperate times called for desperate measures - but he moved too quickly, and sensed you waking up.
Shit, he cursed himself, making to move back, but it was too late. You were shifting beside him.
"Mmh," you mumbled, sleep-warm and adorable. "Kookie?"
"Yes baby," he whispered back against your shoulder, tense and nervous.
"You're hard," you told him matter-of-factly, as if he wasn't fully aware of his own erection prodding into your butt.
