He gazed into your eyes, bewildered by how you sensed his turmoil. Your presence was a mystifying balm, capable of numbing his pains.
His fingers traced your face, as if grasping the essence of your empathetic nature.
"It's nothing, Chérie," he murmurs, forehead resting against yours, eyes closed, yet the tension in his body tells a different story.
But his words betray him, and you feel the weight of unspoken fears hanging in the air. You've uncovered a hidden truth, one that binds you closer together even as it threatens to tear you apart.
He opens his eyes, gazing down with a vulnerability that makes your heart ache. "I just want you," he whispers, the raw need in his voice sending shivers down your spine.
His caressing fingers soothe your cheeks as you pant, each touch igniting a fire within you.
"I just need you, mon amour. You... Just you," he confesses, his voice cracking under the weight of his desire.
He growls, thrusting deeper, each movement a desperate plea for connection.
"In my soul, in my body, in my heart, everywhere. I need you, Y/N."
His breath dances on your lips, a tantalizing promise that both comforts and ignites an insatiable craving within you.
Your heart constricts at his words, the unbridled vulnerability in his tone resonating deeply. The raw honesty in his confession touches a chord within you.
You lift your hand, fingers gently tracing the contours of his jaw. Your touch conveys comfort and reassurance.
"I'm here," you whisper, voice laced with conviction. "You have me, Kookie. I'm not going anywhere."
He seizes your hand, pressing your palm against his chest. The rapid cadence of his heartbeat echoes through your fingers, mirroring the urgency within you.
His eyes lock onto yours, filled with longing. "Y/N, you're my one and only love always remember that," he whispers, voice trembling.
You feel the depth of his emotion, the desperation to be seen, heard, and held.
As your fingers splay across his skin, the spark within him erupts into a raging inferno. His groan resonates through your very being.
With a ragged exhale, he seizes your lips in a passionate, all-consuming kiss. His tongue plunges into your mouth, claiming every recess.
His hands clasp your waist, pulling you into an unyielding embrace. Your gasp is swallowed by his lips, which then trail down to your neck. Teeth graze delicate skin, sending shivers coursing.
Your fingers dig into his shoulders, nails tracing tantalizing patterns. The world narrows to the space between you.
His breath dances across your skin, warm and enticing. "mon petite étoile," he whispers, voice husky with desire.
The night dissolves into a symphony of passion, whispers and gasps, moans and sighs weaving a sensual melody. As dawn's gentle light creeps across the sky, you lie entwined, limbs tangled in a loving embrace.
Sweat-slicked skin cools in the morning breeze, your chests rising and falling in harmonious synchrony. The warmth of your bodies melds together, a haven of comfort.
Fingers trace lazy patterns on skin, stirring embers of spent passion. Your gaze meets, eyes heavy with sated desire, yet still burning with affection.
The world outside awakens, birds chirping, morning light dancing across the room. But in this intimate sanctuary, time stands still.
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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...
