With You

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He lifts his head, looks into her eyes, smirks at her then leans in and kisses her. He kisses her so deeply that she can't seem to catch her breath. She feels as if she is suffocating and riding cloud nine at the same time. She wraps her arms around his neck. He lifts her up, she wraps her legs around him. He takes them to her room, lays her on the bed and climbs on top of her. They stare into each other's eyes. Millions  of words are spoken, but no sounds are heard but their heavy breaths. She grabs his shirt

"Kiss me"

"Kiss me?"

"Kiss me please"

His eyes darken, he bites his lip then leans in and kisses her. Her hands on his back.

"I want to feel you" he says softly

"You already are"

He lifts his shirt up and off

"Jungkook"

"I just want to feel your skin against mine, I want to feel you, to touch you, to indulge in every part of you like it'll be my last time ever getting the privilege to ever get this close to you y/n"

"Kookie, i want to explore you"

"Please y/n"

She places her hands on his cheeks, then neck, shoulder, her hand mirroring the other, then her hands move to his chest. He tenses

"Is this okay"

"There is nothing in this world that wouldn't be okay"

She moves down to his stomach, then moves her hands to his back. Feeling every muscle. He leans his head down, putting his forehead to hers, closing his eyes. His breath catching with every caress

"Jungkook"

He lifts his head, looking y/n in her eyes worried

"Do you want me to get off of you?"

"No, oh god no. I just.. I don't know what to do from here"

"Oh darling" he chuckles softly "may i?" he asks pulling at the bottom of her shirt

She nods. He moves back onto his knees allowing her to sit up. She reaches down to take her shirt off. He grabs her hands

"No. i want to"

She smiles and lets him take her shirt off. She crosses her arms covering her chest

"You don't wear a bra?"

"Please there's nothing there for a bra to hold"

"I disagree"

He grabs one of her hands and pulls her to him as he sits down with his legs out in front of him. She sits on top of him. Chest to chest, nothing in between, just bare. She is lost in the way he looks into her eyes that she doesn't notice that she isn't even hiding her body anymore.

"Tell me to stop, '' he says while he moves his hands to her breast. He maintains eye contact and begins to play with the soft, hardening peaks. "Tell me to stop y/n''

She places her hand onto the back of his neck and pulls him to her breast

"Don't stop, baby"