Libertine | JJK

Libertine 07 | JJK

Jungkook was still holding you by the waist. He looked at you confused. "What?"

"Take-me-to-your-place." You said slowly, emphasizing each word.

The look on your face was enough for Jungkook to understand what you were really asking for.

The two of you looked like two teenagers just hitting puberty, the speed with which you walked to the car, desperate to hit something. The silence between you indicated the rush you were in, you didn't want to talk, you didn't want small talk, you just wanted to solve all that lust.

In the car, Jungkook struggled to take the shortest route home.

His breathing was uneven. He didn't dare look at you, he didn't trust himself. He could hear you giggling beside him, as if you were enjoying his haste and condition.

As soon as Jungkook pulled into his driveway, you both quickened your pace to the door, as if the anticipation would kill you at any moment.

On his first step into the house, you threw yourself into his arms. Your hands went straight to his hair, while his tried to hold you by the waist. Your hungry lips attacked him unceremoniously. You pulled him close, walking backwards.

Jungkook knew it was his job to take you upstairs, but the intensity with which you were attacking him was such that he could barely walk straight.

Quickly you lowered your hands to the hem of the shirt he was wearing.

"Hey! Hey baby, let's go upstairs." He said as he tried to control your hands.

Jungkook didn't want you there, he wanted you in his bed.

Baby? You grimaced and turned your attention to his hair.

Jungkook struggled to turn you over and make you walk without touching him, although he was desperate to feel your hands on his body as soon as possible. Behind you he squeezed your waist and planted small kisses on your shoulders. The way up the stairs was tumultuous but you seemed to enjoy all that despair.

Inside the room, you reached for the underside of Jungkook's shirt, carelessly peeling it off.

Fuck. You really couldn't get enough of this man. He looked like a freaking sculpture.

Your eyes roamed across his chest to the bottom of his abdomen. You looked delighted and Jungkook's ego couldn't be bigger right now, your slender fingers tracing every detail, making him shiver.

Before you could reach for his zipper, Jungkook pulled you closer and effortlessly pushed you onto your back on the bed. Loud female laughter filled the room making him cheekily smile. Jungkook climbed up on the bed right away, starting his kisses on your shin.

Gently, Jungkook began to slow the pace you were at. His kisses were extremely slow and lingering, his hand caressed the entire length of your leg, feeling its softness. And as much as you enjoyed his hands caressing every part of your body, you were desperate for him. You needed more.

When he reached your waist, he carefully searched for the side zipper of the skirt you were wearing.

"You're gonna kill me at that pace." You claimed, taking a deep breath.

Jungkook chuckled slowly pulling your skirt down. He enjoyed so much seeing you lose control of yourself. And it was all because of him.

Back to his ministrations, stroking your thighs, Jungkook planted kisses inside it. Seeing that you sighed deeply, he lingered in that region. The skin on your body was so soft, so sensitive to the touch, he was almost angry at himself because he couldn't enjoy any of it that day at the library. But now, there you were, his completely, from head to toe.