BTS Jungkook fanfic | Oneshot

Mommy |21+|

Jungkook stood between his other friends in the party. They were chatting when his phone ringed. Looking at the caller id, he excused himself and walked out in gallary attached to the room. Looking at the night city, he picks up the call.

"Hey." His voice soft. He waited for reply. There was no voice for while. He contemplated on speaking again but the voice cutted him. "Where are you?" Her side went silent after that with only showers noise in background. She was bathing. "In party." He says as he rests his body on the railing. He loves hearing her voice. It's soothing and addictive.

"Is it important?" She asks making him predict what's coming. "No." He answer after second. "Come over." And she cuts the call. He exhale and stare at the phone screen.

"Hyung, I'm leaving. Something important have come up." He says to Jimin and Taehyung. "Her?" Jimin asks. He replies with nod. "Go, go. We will let others know about your leave." Taehyung pats his back. He walks out, pushing the phone inside the pant pocket.

Drive was hardly 15 minutes from the party venue till her apartment. He walks out and head towards lift. Once standing in front of the door, he knocks on it before realising she was in shower. Pressing the password, he walks inside.

Watching the empty living room, he makes his way towards bedroom. He steps inside, finding no one. His gaze travel to the direction of bathroom. He could hear faint sound of water. She probably wasn't done yet. He makes his way and stands batween bathroom door and bed.

"I'm here." He announce loud to let her hear him. He waits for response and seconds later she voices. "Wait there." He nods to particularly no one. His gaze moves around the room. He finds half empty bottle of wine and nearly empty glass, certainly hers. Only 2 sip amount of liquid was left. He picks it up and gulp down in one go. "It's good." He mutters to himself.

It wasn't big thing for him to drink expensive beverage. He is global artist after all. She is also owner of one of the most famous and successful company. But beside the position in the society before the world, they had their own little world. World of desire, fantasy, lust. And they were exploring and relishing it together. In front of the world they were famous idol and business person who probably had nothing to do with eachother and barely come across in one frame. But in the secrecy of room, they were bare in front of eachother.

He walks towards the bed and sit on it, facing the bathroom door. He hears the noice of dryer shutting down. Minute later she walks out of the door. He gets up on his feet as she walks towards couch. His eyes follows her but his feet stays on place.

She had bathrobe on with slightly damp hair. They were almost dried. She takes seat on it, placing one thigh over another as they peak through the cut. He watches as she picks up cigarette and place it between her lips before burning the edge of it. Her gaze finally on him. She rakes her eyes on his figure, checking him out. She nods in approval. He was used with her bold gaze. It still made him nervous but he would still maintain the eye contact.

She takes two puffs on the cancer stick in her finger. "Strip." She commands. Her voice slinky, seductive. He draws in a breath before hands moving towards his blazer button. Taking out the blazer, he drops it down on the floor. Her gaze unmoving as she shamelessly ogle at him. One by one all the garment joins the other one.

She slowly inhales as she eyes his naked form. Crushing the burned part, she places the cigarette down and stands up. She takes steps towards him. Stopping right in front of him, she bites her lips as her eyes travel on his bare skin.

"Fuck." She whispers and his memeber twitches. She was elegant women, cursing wasn't usual thing of her. So when she does it just sounds so good it excites him. "I was tired but not enough to have good sleep." She stared into his eyes. "You could be good one to worn me out, that's why I called you." Her pink tongue wets her lips. "But looking at you now seems like plans are changing." She shots him smile. His demeanor was different than his strong form. It made her crave for his submission.