Trap

Birthday gift pr.4 (POV Jungkook)

"Damn" somewhere far away he heard Yoongi's worried voice, after which the vibration stopped. He felt a hand slowly pull the object out of him, forcing him to moan loudly from the strong pressure. His hands were released and his body fell into a melted puddle, still trembling violently. Yoongi rolled him over onto his back to meet his gaze. It took all his remaining strength to focus on Yoongi's face, who was looking at him with concern. "Jungkook, are you okay?" Yoongi kept stroking his face trying to bring him back to his senses. "Sorry" he saw and heard Yoongi, but his body seemed to be somewhere far from here, unable to react

"Hyung .." She whispered inaudibly, and Yoongi had to bent down to his lips to hear what he was saying. "Kiss me" he himself did not expect to utter these words. Without any questions or thoughts, Yoongi took his face with his hands and dug into his lips, kissing him passionately. His eyes closed, lost in this kiss. This was the kiss, for which he so often surreptitiously, the kiss in which Yoongi showed all his love and desire to possess you. His heart sank, forcing tears to flow again. He felt fingers intertwining with his, and he squeezed your hand tighter. Yoongi pulled away from him and held fingers across his face, wiping away the traces of tears. "It seems we worn you out too much today," Yoongi laughed, turning in your direction.

"It's your fault, oppa. We must had to start with a nice gift, not the one that tore him" you said, running your hand over his face.

"Isn't dessert served at the end?" Yoongi shrugged his shoulders and you laughed.

"Kookie, are you okay?" you turned his face to your side and smiled tenderly at him. He laughed watching you. He couldn't stop laughing while you looked at him in surprise. "I think we broke him, oppa." You looked at Yoongi, which made him even funnier.

"Don't worry, nuna, it won't break me." He took your hand, leaving a kiss on your palm. "It just made me laugh that I was lying naked and covered in sperm, and you were completely dressed and looking at my face with such concern, ignoring everything else. It's not normal "

"I just kissed you," Yoongi said calmly, smiling

"I gave him a blow job in front of your eyes" you leaned closer to his face "And you cum watching this, tied up with vibrators in your ass" your words made him blush. "Normal is not about us, Kookie." You smiled broadly at him.

"You need a shower." Yoongi smiled broadly and looked at you. "Can you help him?"

You smiled broadly and nodded back. Yoongi pulled his hand to help him out of bed. His whole body ached and felt like cotton. You went up to him and hugged him around the waist, putting his hand on your shoulder. Yoongi came up to you and kissed you. He felt the heat go through his body.

"I'll be in the studio. Take him home, but don't be too late" Yoongi winked at you

"Of course, oppa" you kissed Yoongi again before he turned towards him. Yoongi ran his fingers over his face and pulled his face closer.

"You did it great," Yoongi whispered in his ear before pulling away. Yoongi looked at his lips, and it seemed he could not decide whether to kiss him or not. Normality does not apply to us, your words resurfaced in his memory and before he thought about anything, he leaned over and pressed against Yoongi's lips. Yoongi opened his mouth as he thrust his tongue in. He lifted his hand and grabbed Yoongi's hair, deepening the kiss. He felt Yoongi's smile and pulled away.

"Thank you, hyung," he said as Yoongi headed for the exit. Yoongi turned and winked at him before leaving the room.

"Come on, baby, you need to wash before you go home" you laughed, taking his hand, you pulled him towards the bathroom. He just followed you still not believing in what was happening around. He walked in and his eyes widened when he saw a large bath in the middle, which was filled with warm water. "Get in the water" you let go of his hand and he sat down in the bath. You went to the shelf and grabbed some bottles. You came back sitting on the edge of the bath. You opened the bottle and poured shower gel into your hand. You stroked his chest and he clenched his jaw at the feeling of your hands on his skin. You continued to lather his body, making his heart pound madly with your closeness. You were so calm, is it really only he who is nervous.

"Nuna ..." he paused, meeting your gaze "Do you like me?"

You laughed at his words "You wouldn't be here if i didn't. Do not you think so?"

"It's just that you are so calm, although I am absolutely naked in front of you"

You ran your fingers over his lips and your look changed, you leaned forward kissing him. There was not even a hint of calm in this kiss, just pure lust. Your fingers squeezed his hair and he groaned. You pulled away and smiled. "I do not perceive my ability to control emotions, for lack of desire"

He got to his feet before getting out of the bath. He pulled your hand until you were in his arms. "As far as I remember, I won," he said, squeezing your hair, lifting your face to him.

"Yes," you answered while watching him

"And can I do whatever I want with you?" he stepped forward until you hit the table by the sink.

"Yes"