BTS Jungkook fanfic | Oneshot

I'm yours |21+|

Y/n sat on the comfy sofa in hall. Wearing silk nighty, sipping on wine while looking out from large glass window at moon. Her eyes glowed together with moon as it reflects back on her orbs. Her physique could make any man fall head over for her. If not for her affairs and scandals, people would accept her as goddess.

Waiting for someone's arrival, smirk adored her lips as doorbell ringed across the whole empty house. Getting up, hand still holding glass, she walked towards door.

Creak.. opening the door gazing at man behind, she stood in, not letting him enter. Face void of emotion, twirling the drink in glass, she spoke.

"You are early." Words drenched in mockery. The man, Jungkook, gulped watching her standing in front of him in Black nighty, robe hanged loosely revealing her cleavage while eyes held emptiness.

"Uhh...it was sudden, I had to make excuse, so..." Without hearing further, she walked away. He entered inside, closing the door behind. She straight away headed towards bedroom not even bothering to glance back at him.

He entered right behind her and walked towards bed, stopping in front of it. Facing her as she closed the door. Taking the final gulp of drink, she placed the empty glass on nearby furniture.

Walking towards him. She stood in front of him, holding his gaze in hers. She was almost same height as him just little difference. Placing hand on his chest before gently pushing as he understood and plopped on bed. She walked towards side of the bed and sat at the corner near nightstand.

He crawled towards her side confused. Watching from behind, he saw her pulling out cigar, almost lighting it. He snatched it away making her attention turn towards him. He tossed it on nightstand and glared at her. Frowning, he spoke.

"You asked me to come here and now I'm here, why are you-..." She cutted his words by placing her finger on his lips. Staring back at him finger still on his lips, she spoke in low voice.

"Tell me then, What do you want me to do..." He placed his hand behind to balance himself as she reduced the distance between them. She plopped one hand on bed beside his frame while other moved towards his forehead. Slowly tracing it down with finger pad, she spoke as he didn't said anything.

"Do you want me to trace your skin....or.." her finger moved towards his lips, slightly touching them as he closed his eyes to listen further. "Bite your lips..." her hand moved down from his neck to stop on clothed chest. "Or..." Feeling the movement of chest going up and down as he breath. "Want me to pinch your tiddies.." she chuckled as her finger slowly grazed near his perked nipples above clothes, she moved down placing them on his stomach. Closing the gap, she reached near his ear, whispering in seductive voice. "Or... something more..." She heard him sucking audible breath making her excited.

So many girls have always been behind him yet she is the only one who could make him feel this things. His hands wobbled almost giving up but he held up. Opening his eyes, he caught her gaze. "Everything...I want you to do everything!" He spoke, voice above whisper.

Despite always having upper hand, his deep voice could stir her inside, that's how melodies it is. With arising desire, she climbed up on him, sitting on his lap.

Fingers entangling in his chocolate brown locks. She pulled him closer as his palms made its way around her waist. Closing the distance, she placed her lips on his, sucking and savoring the taste. He responded, matching her pace.

His hands roamed on her backbone giving tingling sensation as she arched her back, colliding her chest on his. She held his head with both hand and deepen the kiss as if drinking an elixir she thirsted for entire life. Turning heads to gain more excess. He held her frame firmly and pushed himself back on bed lips still attached.