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K-drama !!
He is an "Idol of Idols".
She is just a normal girl who doesn't fangirl over him.
Nobody can ever resist his charms. Well, except for her.
What happens when the Global Idol-the Most Handsome Face himself, decides to make h...
A/n: Hey, party people! 🎉 Guess what? It is Saturday! I'm back with a fresh update, and today's story time is about to get extra special! Grab your popcorn because we're diving into the latest adventures of our fabulous characters. Get ready for a chapter dripping with love, romance, and all those steamy feels that'll make your heart do somersaults. 💖🔥
P.S. Subtle warning:
Mature Content ahead *wink wink* 😉🍑🔥
<<make sure to read previous chapters>>
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Kaira
"This night feels like the best night of my life," I say, and Jungkook hums gently as he continues to pat my head that lay on his bare chest. Keywords: 'bare' & 'chest'.
I giggle to myself. I must've saved the entire mankind in my past life to have experienced such bliss in this one. I must have been a super good soul to have been made love by the love of my life.
Tonight was magical. Scenes from an hour ago keep continuously streaming in my head, and just like that, my cheeks turn shamelessly red, all over again.
<FLASHBACK>
"Mmm," Jungkook hisses, but it sounds like he's moaning through our breathless kisses, "Kaira, let's get out of this cubicle."
I nod. He grabs me by my right hand and carefully leads me out of the cubicle and the Gents. He walks ahead of me, tugging on my hand, and I keep walking and following his lead. I can't help but stare at his hand holding mine, and feel dazed. I feel bewitched. As if, in a trance. The world around me vanquished long since Jungkook's lips met mine. And now, I can't fathom anything anymore. All I can see is Jungkook, all I can hear is Jungkook, all I care for is Jungkook, and all I want- no, all I need is Jungkook. Everything else is just superficial.
And that's why I didn't realize that Jungkook led both of us into his room, at least, not until he let go of my hand, and a fragment of my senses returned at the loss of his touch. I look around, Jungkook's room is, well, like any other hotel room, is lavish, posh, and beautiful. Upon entry, the bed is on the right-hand side, and a couch, a footstool, chairs, and a tiny table are on the left. The room has a pretty breeze coming in from the two midsized windows. One can see how amorous the moon appears today.
(A/n: Amorous=Showing, feeling, or relating to lustful desire. Do you see what I did there? :>>)
I hear the door of the room being latched shut, the window curtains rustling close, and I feel my heart beating loudly. I turn around to witness him walking towards me, strides so slow and sexy, that it makes me want to run to him and close the gap already. Because, honestly, I cannot take this unresolved romantic strain between us anymore.
I am itching to be touched by Jungkook all over my body. I want to be kissed by him anywhere & everywhere possible. I want to be made love to, in all decent and indecent ways.
Jungkook comes close, "Kaira," He begins, but I don't think so I am in a zone to hear any words. I am in a trance that I love being in. I don't want to hear anything, I wanna do things that my heart and body tell me to do right now.
And that's exactly what I do, I kiss him in a whizz. One kiss, one more, and back-to-back, just to marvel at the pleasant fact that 'I am kissing Jungkook', a desire that hid deep within me, which I never dared to even acknowledge. But kissing him like this, made it all come true.
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