𝐌𝐫. 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐭 || 𝐊𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐉𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐅

💍𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟. 39💍

“You really don’t seem to care if your parents, my in-laws, find out what we’re doing here,” Jin remarked, sitting on the basin, casually swirling his legs while he watched Jungkook frantically unbutton his shirt. Jin sighed, grabbing Jungkook’s necktie, pulling him close to untie it.

Meanwhile, Jungkook’s lips returned to Jin’s neck, pressing kisses onto the sensitive skin as he finally shrugged off his shirt completely.

Jungkook smirked against Jin's neck. “I think they know exactly what we’re doing,” he murmured, his tone dripping with confidence as his eyes roamed over Jin’s flushed skin. The sight of Jin’s soft, flawless skin under the dim bathroom lights made Jungkook's desire burn even hotter.

Jin’s face turned a deep shade of red, his neck and ears glowing with the heat of the moment. He was flustered but unwilling to show how much Jungkook’s touch affected him.

Before he could speak again, Jungkook wrapped his arms around him, pulling Jin close, burying his face in Jin’s chest, his lips trailing kisses across his bare skin, sucking lightly on the sensitive spots that made Jin shudder.

"Mghmm..." Jin bit his lip, trying to suppress the sounds threatening to escape as he played with Jungkook’s hair, pulling him even closer.

Without thinking, Jin’s legs wrapped tightly around Jungkook’s waist, trapping him in place as Jungkook’s lips worked their magic on his body.

Each kiss, each nip at his skin sent waves of heat through him, making it harder for Jin to keep control. He could feel Jungkook’s breath against his skin, the way his hands gripped his waist firmly, and how their bodies pressed together, almost as if nothing could come between them.

“You... really don’t have any shame, do you?” Jin murmured, breathless, though his actions betrayed his words as he pulled Jungkook even closer with his legs, feeling the tension between them grow.

Jungkook chuckled, his lips brushing against Jin’s collarbone as he whispered, “Not when it comes to you...”

“Ah... ouch, that hurts!” Jin gasped when Jungkook bit down on his chest a little too hard.

“Whoops, sorry darling,” Jungkook whispered, quickly licking the spot in an attempt to soothe the pain, his breath warm against Jin's skin.

Jin, being Jin, wasn’t going to let that slide. He pushed Jungkook back, narrowing his eyes playfully. “No, that won’t work. I’ll show you how it really hurts,” he muttered. Before Jungkook could react, Jin yanked him closer, sinking his teeth into Jungkook’s neck with the same intensity.

“Ah! Darling—!” Jungkook groaned, the pain sharp yet laced with pleasure. His hand instinctively gripped Jin’s waist tighter, but he couldn’t help the low laugh that escaped his lips despite the sting.

“Alright, alright, I get it. You’re good at this...” Jungkook said, nuzzling his face into Jin's neck.

Jin blinked, "Jungkook, aren't you going to stop?" He asked, his voice laced with a mix of teasing and exasperation.

"Well, should I?" Jungkook countered, his eyes dark with desire.

"It's more... can you?" Jin corrected, raising an eyebrow. "Are we really going to continue?"

Jungkook chuckled, his lips brushing against Jin’s neck as he nuzzled closer. "Please let me... We're married, remember?" He inhaled Jin’s scent, clearly enjoying every second of their closeness. "And if you want anything in return, name it."

Jin smirked, his mind racing for something outrageous. "I want the Eiffel Tower."

"Sure, we can buy it," Jungkook said, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.