In Another's Skin

Cursed Ember

Content Warning: This chapter contains themes of self-harm and intense scenes, including sexual content. Please read at your own risk and ensure you are in a safe space to engage with these subjects.

Chapter may contain mature content if you're not interested in this you can skip the parts, there's one warning given for extra mature content but for the rest i hope you don't feel uncomfortable. If so you're free to skip. Thankyou.
Sincerely, 
ParkAaimin.

Chapter 13: (Aaira's pov)

The next morning, I woke up feeling gentle kisses on my skin. Jungkook was softly kissing my neck, his hands moving down my body, giving me chills. His touch was gentle and caring, as if he were trying to erase the bruises and scars from the night before.

Jungkook: Good morning, my love.

He murmured against my skin, I turned to face him, his eyes meeting mine with a softness that took me by surprise. There was no trace of the anger or jealousy that had consumed him last night. Instead, they were so soft.

Aaira: Good morning.

I replied, my voice still groggy from sleep. I reached up to touch his face, my fingers tracing the lines of his jaw. Jungkook leaned into my touch, his eyes closing briefly. When he opened them again, there was something in his gaze that made my heart skip a beat.

Jungkook: I'm sorry, Aaira.

He said quietly.

Jungkook: For everything.

Aaira: I know.

I whispered back,

Aaira: I know you're sorry.

He nodded, his smile softening further as he pulled me closer.

Jungkook: I want to make things right between us, Aaira. I don't want to hurt you anymore.

I just nodded, I had no answer to this statement. He pressed his forehead against mine, his breath warm against my skin, as he sniffed all my face.

Jungkook: I promise you, I'll do better. I won't let my jealousy get the better of me.

I nodded again, and Jungkook's lips found mine in a gentle kiss, his hands cradling my face as if I were something precious. His touch was warm, yet there was an intensity that made my heart race more than its normal pace.

As he pulled back slightly, his breath mingled with mine, Jungkook's nose brushed against my skin. He began to sniff all over my face, his eyes closed, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. There was a different tension in the air, an electric current that made my skin tingle and my breath hitch.

His breath was warm against my skin, and the intimacy of his actions made me feel exposed in the most exhilarating way. His hands continued to hold my face, his thumbs gently caressing my cheeks as he explored every inch of me with his nose trailing against my skin.

I could feel his breath hitching slightly, his own arousal evident in the way he was breathing. His lips brushed against my temple, then my forehead, and he let out a soft sigh. I couldn't help the soft groan that escaped my lips. Jungkook's response was immediate; he nuzzled his nose against my jawline, his touch more insistent, more demanding.

His nose continued to rub against my skin, I could feel the tension building between us. His hands slid from my face to my shoulders, then down my arms, his touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake. He held me tightly, his body pressing against mine, and I felt as if I were melting into him.

Jungkook's breath was hot against my neck, his lips tracing the curve of my throat. His breathes followed, planting soft kisses along my skin, and I let out another groan, my body arching towards him.