As he stepped into his home, exhausted and frazzled, one thought consumed him: you. He yearned for your calming presence, your soothing touch. His gaze swept the room, searching every corner.
But you were nowhere to be found. The familiar space felt eerily empty.
A pang of worry struck him. It was unheard of for you to be absent when he returned, especially at this late hour.
Just as he turned to call out, your whisper wrapped around him like a gentle breeze. "Looking for me?"
He spun around, his heart racing. There you stood, a vision of serenity, your eyes shining in the dim light.
The soft whisper of your voice had electrified him, but nothing could have prepared him for the vision before him.
You stood there, a ravishing siren in crimson silk. The nightwear hugged your curves, accentuating every sensual line. The fabric seemed to glow against your skin, igniting a fire within him.
His breath hitched, trapped in his throat. His gaze roamed, drinking in the beauty of you. "Yes," he rasped, his voice barely audible, hoarse with desire.
His eyes snapped back to yours, searching for answers. "Where were you?" he asked, his tone laced with a mix of longing and concern.
You chuckled, taking a step closer to him, enjoying the effect you were having on him.
"Just waiting for you," you replied, your voice soft and seductive.
You reached out, running a hand along his chest, feeling the firm muscle beneath his shirt.
He felt his body react instinctively to your touch, a shiver running down his spine. Despite having seen you in similar situations countless times before, he couldn't resist the effect you had on him.
He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. "oh my Chérie," he mumbled, burying his face in the crook of your neck.
You hummed in contentment as he pulled you closer, enjoying the way his arms felt around you.
"Missed me that much?" you teased, running a hand through his hair, tugging lightly on the strands.
He only response was a deep growl, his lips trailing down your neck, leaving a trail of kisses along your skin.
The feel of his lips against your skin send sparks of pleasure down your spine, your body arching against his.
"I did," he murmured against your neck, his voice heavy with desire. "You have no idea..."
His hands roamed over your body, his touch possessive and demanding.
you pushed him back slightly, "You're tired go and take shower, and I know you stupid Bunny didn't eat anything, we will have dinner together."
He let out a huff of protest, reluctant to break away from you. "I'm not hungry," he grumbled, his eyes still fixed on you.
But your unwavering gaze told him you weren't going to back down. He relented, knowing that arguing with you was futile.
"Fine," he grumbled,
"I'll shower," he said, his voice grudgingly accepting. "But I want you to join me."
He gave you a pointed look, his intention clear. His eyes darkened further, a mixture of desire and need swirling in the depths of his gaze.
You chuckled, amused by his eagerness.
"No!"
You stepped away from him, heading towards the kitchen. "Now go shower," you called over your shoulder, "and don't take too long!"
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Fanfiction*Jungkook felt a thrill run through him at your words, the way you so readily and wholeheartedly admitted that you were his and his alone making his heart race. He loved the feeling of possessiveness and ownership that came with knowing that you bel...
