The first wonderful time ended in failure.
Afterwards, Jungkook summed up lessons and experiences, feeling that he had been too gentle and soft-hearted. Seeing Lisa in pain, he couldn't bear to be ruthless, which made both of them very uncomfortable in the end.
That night, the two of them barely slept at all. Lisa cried countless times, her eyes bloodshot.
Jungkook felt extremely distressed, holding her and whispering words of comfort, saying forget it, they could take it slowly. Not every man could get it right the first time.
This "taking it slowly" turned out to be prophetic, as the two of them tried for almost two months.
Jungkook had extremely strong self-control. As soon as she said it hurt, he would stop immediately, no matter how uncomfortable he felt. He could always hit the brakes in time to ensure her comfort.
After several times, Lisa was also getting impatient. She simply gritted her teeth tightly without making a sound. Jungkook kept asking if she was hurting or uncomfortable, and Lisa just shook her head, her face flushed, sweat beading on her forehead.
Seeing her like this, Jungkook's guilt came back. Sweat dripped from the tip of his nose as he watched the motionless girl under him with distress.
"Lisa, have you given up hope?"
"..."
She didn't want to talk.
Lisa had figured it out clearly. If she didn't grit her teeth and get through this hurdle, they really would be fighting a protracted war.
So that night, Lisa put Jungkook underneath her.
It was the first time she had taken the initiative. Jungkook looked at her with concern, asking from time to time:
"Baby, does it hurt?"
"Tell me if it hurts."
"Oh f*ck! It hurts! It hurts so much!"
"Ah! I'm going to break!"
"..."
But after yelling once, Jungkook suddenly opened his eyes wide, his mind instantly blank.
Warmth.
That was his first feeling, endless warmth enveloping him, as if he had returned to his mother's womb where he could rest peacefully.
Then, he immediately sat up and naturally did what any man would do, madly, uncontrollably...
Afterwards, Jungkook held Lisa and bathed her, very gently cleaning up the girl who couldn't walk.
He put her on the sofa, then neatly changed the sheets and tidied up the room. It was past two in the morning, and Lisa sprawled exhausted on the sofa, watching this man enthusiastically tidy up the room while humming a tune.
"They say online that men want to sleep after that. How can you be so...energetic?"
Jungkook chuckled lightly. "Sleep? No way, not in this lifetime!"
After tidying up the room cleanly, Jungkook carried Lisa and slipped under the covers, comfortably putting his arm around her waist and nestling his head against her neck, coquettishly asking for another round.
With her eyes closed, Lisa said listlessly, "Jungkook, you're very happy, aren't you?"
"I've never been so happy before."
"Do you know how I feel?"
Jungkook was of course very interested in Lisa's feelings. "Tell me."
"I just want to kick you off the bed." She struggled out of his embrace and moved to the edge of the bed, warning him, "Don't touch me!"
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