𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐇𝐘 || 𝐊.𝐓𝐇

𝟏𝟏 𖥸 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄

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I kiss down his neck softly, helping him pull off his shirt. There's a scar next to his heart on his chest, but I don't comment on it. I continue the hungry kisses down his abs.

As my lips travel lower down his body, his stomach tenses from how close I'm nearing his crotch. When I glance up and my gaze meets his suddenly, he's hiding his face in his hands.

"Are you embarrassed?" The idea makes me weak. I peck slowly-timed kisses over his warm chest.

"I've never had a girl do this to me before... it's different." He speaks behind his hands. His muffled voice comes out so quiet and gentle. I smile at that. He must not be good around confident women.

"If you never try something new, you'll miss out on a lot of..." I pause, lightly running my nails down his stomach, causing his body to shudder under my touch, "... exciting things."

He removes his hands to see me resting on his chest comfortably. "If you're too nervous—"

"I'm not a pussy," he cuts me off sharply, gulping thickly before proceeding to say anymore. "You can be in control." He glances at me and grants permission for me to do whatever I want. "Just take it slow at first." He mumbles.

"I'll take good care of you." I lean up and kiss him on the lips for a few minutes to calm his nerves. "I promise," I pull away, biting his bottom lip.

He shuts his eyes when I crawl down his body. I place kisses around his navel, and my eyes remain locked on his piercing.

I've seen a few men with navel piercings before, but Jungkook's is way better. It suits his body. His tiny waist looks so damn good with it.

My fingers slide underneath his pants, while he bites back a soft moan. Something in him awakens when my hand clasps around him firmly.

He keeps his mouth shut, not letting any sounds escape from his lips. My hand slowly runs up and down the small tint in his boxers. I thumb his head and the wetness soaks through the fabric of his underwear.

He licks his bottom lip, toying with his lip ring softly. "What are you going to do?"

"Isn't it obvious?" I slide his pants down to expose his red boxers. "I'm going to make you feel good."

Jungkook gulps, laying his head back into the cushions.

"Oh fuck," he mumbles with his hands going over his face. He's too affected by my words.

When I pull down his underwear, he's hard. He's thick, and he'll feel amazing.

I wrap my hand around him, and his body stiffens from the foreign touch. His hands disappear and land on the bed. He leans up in shock to glance at me, but when my hand starts stroking him slowly, his body relaxes, while he shuts his eyes in bliss. He begins to fall into the pillows once again.

He's firm in my palm. It's tempting to take him in my mouth right this second. I contemplate the idea as my hand picks up the pace.

His chest starts rising and falling a little quicker. I don't tease him by licking the tip.

I take him into my mouth, causing him to arch his back off the bed with a wide mouth.

"Fuck," the word rips out of his chest in a husky groan. It's so unexpected that he didn't have time to prepare for it, and it's so undeniably hot.

His fists are grabbing at the bedsheets to contain himself. My mouth slides down his cock. His body quivers when my tongue rubs against him.

I make sure my tongue runs along his tip for a brief moment before I pull him out.