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As I land on Jungkook's bed, I realise my top has been ripped from my body and my trousers are already being pulled down my legs.
"Someone's fucking eager." I groan feeling his lips come in contact with my neck.
His teeth graze against my skin, leaving marks everywhere he can until he reaches my ear, "Couldn't fight the boner anymore."
"Just cause I said I'd take care of that earlier doesn't mean the offer still stands." I bite back.
He chuckles darkly before abruptly trailing his hand down my underwear and traces his fingers through my still soaked folds. I let a tortured whine leave my lips as I close my eyes over in bliss.
"You're even more wet now, don't pretend you weren't struggling to get through dinner without thinking of me inside you."
"Fucking hell Kook, could you be any more crude?" I scoff.
"You already know the answer to that Luna." He says smugly before slipping a finger inside me.
I moan grateful to finally be getting what my body has craved since earlier. My hips move on their own, meeting his finger in a desperate attempt to create more friction.
"Now who's eager?" He smirks.
"Shut up and fuck me." I growl, my words getting cut off by a second finger slipping inside me.
"Say please." He says again.
I'm gonna fucking murder this man.
"Fuck no." I whine, unable to sound angry with the speed he's currently pummelling his fingers into me at.
He suddenly pulls his fingers out and towers over me letting me watch him ever so slowly suck on them. I clench my legs together trying to pull myself together. He has way too much control over me right now.
"You're gonna deny yourself of this again?" He questions, tilting his head at me curiously.
"Every time. My pride is too important to me." I squeeze out between shallow breaths.
"Ah is that right?" He grins cockily tracing his fingers up and down my thigh.
"You know I fucking hate being dominated."
Jungkook laughs struggling to catch his breath. He kneels down leaning his head against my chest as he continues to laugh uncontrollably. I feel the vibrations radiate through me and suddenly I'm wishing I'd just said please.
I trail my hands through his hair enjoying the feeling of it between my fingers and almost start laughing along with him until he takes advantage of my distracted state and pins my hands above my head before pulling a pair of cuffs out of his pocket. My eyes go wide when I realise what he's doing.
