He pressed his body against yours, holding your hands firmly at the sides of your head. He sure had a taste of the mojito as his heavy, minty breath fanned your lips, nose flared, eyes flaming with anger and remorse.
"You here are my wife. You belo...
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You squealed, entering your room, remembering the moments before.
Oh, gawd.
Your hot water bath awaits you. Entering the bathroom with a huge smile plastered, you went to switch on the geyser. To your surprise, it already was on but yet emitted no light. You, being your paranoid self, probably left it that way, causing the circuit to break.
You dragged yourself back into the room, the smile now replaced with a pout. This freaking geyser spoiled the fun. You decided to call the room service that arrived in no time apologizing for the inconvenience when it clearly was your fault. After what felt like a year, the cold freezing you and your body begging for a hot shower, you made your mind to bath in Jungkook's room, ignoring the nervousness you felt due to the scene before.
Gently knocking, Jungkook opened the door with wet hair and grey sweatpants, his torso in view making you blush. You shyly looked down as he bit his lips to stop smiling on your conserved self that you never were.
"Umm... the geyser in my room..... it's.. it's getting repaired." You looked into his eyes, watching him raise his brow, telling you to continue. "I was wondering if....in your room...I.... I could -"
"Take a shower?" He guessed it seeing the toiletries in your hand. "Yes."
"Come in." With that, he moved aside and grabbed a white shirt from the bed, putting it on swiftly. You simply stared at him as his muscles flexed.
"It's there." He pointed towards you.
"Huh?" You were embarrassed getting caught drooling.
"The bathroom. It's there." He again pointed at the door behind you, and you sprinted in there, not wanting to face him after what happened.
"Ficking heart." You mumbled to yourself, letting the hot water droplets embrace your body.
Coming out of the shower, you saw Jungkook sitting on the bed using his phone, and right above him was the clock showing 4:17 am. You had asked the workers to knock on the door if the geyser was okay. Guess it still isn't.
"You sleepy? If so, you can sleep on my bed. No one has come yet. I suppose it still will take time." He asked as you were drying your hair in front of the mirror, his gaze now on you from the mirror, making you nervous as hell. "Where will you sleep then?"
"I don't plan on sleeping. I did that the whole day." He is so generous and sweet. God, are you squealing?
"The bath was refreshing. I don't think I'll sleep anytime soon. I literally did that the whole day, too." He hummed, still staring as you continued to dry your hair with the towel. His gaze was doing something not so good to you, and you decided to change the topic.
"Let's play monopoly." You turned back and said. "We don't have it here." Jungkook said, lying down completely. "We do." Getting up, you opened one of the shelves, below the TV and tada. "See. I didn't only sleep but also checked around my room." You heard him chuckle. "Sure. Let's play."
"Let me roll the dice."
"Wait." Jungkook stopped you. "A game isn't a game without a price and a punishment." You knew well what he wanted, "the winner gets to ask the loser for anything." You said the first thing that crossed your mind. "Better." And the game begins.
After what felt like an hour, you surpassed Jungkook, and his luck turned. A few rolls later, he finally went in jail. God loves you today, doesn't he? He was playing very bad, though. You rolled your dice and hurray. The guy who always wins, I mean, who always won now, is a loser. You looked up to his face, holding pain and disappointment that bought an expression of happiness all over. But what you saw next got your temperature high.
He had a freaking boner.
Probably because of the intimate moments before, which was partially the reason when you saw his gaze traveling to your freshly shaved legs on display. It would be a lie if you said you didn't want him. You wanted him, too. Only if he touches you first. He locked his eyes with yours holding lust. How bad you wished to notice a hint of love.
"What do you want?" He asked is a voice that sends chills. Is he seducing you? Well then,
"You." fuck it.
You straddled him. He looked surprised as if he had just not done anything before. "Yn? W-what are you saying?" He asked, and you decided to make it final.
"I want you to take my virginity, Jungkook." His eyes balled out an expression of shock. "What?! No!"
"Why not?" You whispered against his lips. He suddenly pushed you off and stood up beside the bed. "I- you should probably give it to someone you like or s-someone special. I am just a fuckboy." It hurt you see him say things like this about himself. It was true. No doubt.
But to you, he was trust.
"Jungkook." You said and stood in front of him meeting his eyes, that he couldn't. "I don't want to treasure this for someone special. I want to give it to someone who would make it special." He abruptly looked up to you. "And I trust you with this." He backed off, raising his hands on you. "Don't. I am not the one you want. You are just carried away from before. You don't want this, trust me."
You walked ahead, holding his biceps gazing into his brown eyes that wavered. "I do want it. I know you won't judge me on my body. I know you wouldn't go around bragging to others about taking my V card. I know you wouldn't hurt me. I also know you will make my first the best." He gazed back in your eyes that held sincerity. He was afraid. You trusted him so much, and he still remembers his argument with Jimin, where he bragged about touching you.
He does want you, but he just can't. You looked at him with so much innocence. He couldn't stand himself for this. He just stared. You smiled gently and nodded at him. You slid your hands down his biceps to the waist band of his sweatpants. Your heartbeat at the top.
You slowly slid them down along with yourself. You looked up at him, still not knowing what to do. He was just staring at you from top with a light frown and pursed lips. As if holding himself back from going ahead. You needed to tell him. That you are his tonight. He can take you anyway he wants.
You gently circled his cock with your hand, caressing it. His expression changed to pleasure, but his eyes still held fear. You rolled your thumb over his tip...
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The next chapter is full on Smut. You can skip if you want.
