Two Weeks - BTS JungKook Fanfic

The truth & the first touch

I held him close to me and kissed him gently before walking away, dropping my bra on the sofa and pulling off my boots. I headed to the bathroom for a much needed shower. He wasted no time following me and while I waiting for the temperature to adjust I explained why I was so reluctant to be with him. I couldn't look him in the eyes as I spoke so kept my back to him.

As soon as I finished he wrapped himself around me. I could hear mild horror in his voice as he apologised for his behaviour and told me how sorry he was that my ex had been like that. After one last squeeze he let go of me to leave me to shower alone.

I turned and grabbed his hand pulling his body up against mine, lowered his head and kissed him roughly.

"Don't go sweetness, don't go" I whispered, "I do love you and I do want you but I'm scared. Two people got badly hurt because of me and I could have died because of my..."

"NO!" Kookie hissed roughly and tilted my chin forcing me to look at him. "Do not blame yourself for someone else's actions, none of it was your fault. You didn't ask your ex to be crazy, that was all him. He could have confronted "you" without anger and realised the girl only had a passing resemblance to you. Do not take responsibility for his actions. If it hadn't been her, it would have been you and he would have killed you with no remorse."

I had never known Kookie to be this angry but he was right. I made a conscious decision to let my past go and embraced the man in front of me. I held him tight before moving my hands to his jeans. I watched the anger leak from his face and lust take over. He kept still while I undid his belt and jeans and slid them down his legs. He stood naked before me for a few seconds before returning the favour and removing mine.

He pushed me into the shower and closed the door behind us. He hit a button by the taps and the water fell on us from the top of the shower stall instead of the showerhead. He looked at me with the same "I'm picturing you wearing nothing but me" look he had been wearing in the taxi. The water cascading around us made it more. I moved closer and dropped to my knees, I wanted to take as much of him in my mouth as I could before he hardened.

He gasped as my mouth touched his body and fought not to pull away. I sucked and rolled him before slowly pulling away as he grew harder before forcing him down my throat, which began convulsing around him as his length and width triggered my gag reflex. I adjusted my mouth around him and relaxed as much as I could so I could stay locked around him for a little longer as it slowly became too much.

I looked up at him as I slowly released him and found him watching me with an even darker look in his eyes. I proceeded to slide my mouth up and down him changing the depth randomly, my hands on his arse pushing him into me. I started moving faster and he held onto my head. It wasn't long before he used his hands and his hips to control our contact and fuck my mouth. He suddenly let go and pulled out seconds before he exploded.

"I forgot to ask whether or not you wanted me to cum in your mouth or not."

I laughed and told him I'd try it next time before answering. He lowered himself to his knees and kissed me deeply, both of us still ignoring the water pounding us from above, his hands caressed my body with a mild roughness from his need to be with me. Each coversation had built his desire for me, each one forging a bond between us. One I had been trying to deny and ignore as it built in me.

One hand cupped a breast and he massaged it, pulling on my nipple stretching it out. His mouth left mine and I leaned back a little to make it easier for him to take my other breast in his mouth. He bit my breast, slipping his fingers between my legs at the same time so the joint sensations translated simply as pleasure.

In the back of my head I tried to remind myself to talk to him about his sexual preferences so we would only do things we were both comfortable with although I was more than willing to compromise if it made him happy. Soon after I thought about it I let it go and gave myself to the sensation of his fingers stroking me inside and out before he solely focused on my clit and I broke. He captured my mouth with his eating my cry of pleasure and slid his hand from my breast to my back so I didn't fall over.