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Side effects of ADHD: aggression, excitability, fidgeting, hyperactivity, impulsivity, irritability, lack of restraint, persistent repetition of words or actions, anger, anxiety, boredom, excitement, or mood swings
Side effects of Anxiety:palpitations, poor concentration, trouble breathing, racing thoughts or unwanted thoughts,excessive worry, fear, feeling of impending doom, insomnia, nausea, palpitations, poor concentration, or trembling
Jungkook
As soon as I close the front door Taehyung slams me up against it kissing me harshly. Almost as if on instinct, I throw my arms around his neck as his hands find their way to my hips and his fingers fiddle with belt loops on my jeans. He licks my lower lip asking for permission and I grant it immediately and I just as easily let him win dominance over my mouth and explore it once again for the nth time. I'm practically moaning at his touch, intoxicated with his smell, his entire being losing myself in him (as I always do).
I don't even notice as I let my phone and the keys slip out of my hand until I hear them clatter against the floor.
His hands get bored playing with my belt loops moving to rub along my hip bones, something I know he loves to do- and I have grown to enjoy him doing. He slowly starts to kiss down my jaw as he makes his way to my neck as he begins to leave more hickeys.
He hates it when I cover them.
As he feels that, "it shows the world who I belong to". Sometimes I do it just to spite him. Knowing that he feels he needs to make more (knowingthat he wants me). Ones that are darker and bigger, and he knows would be a bitch to cover them up.
I begin to lose all train of thought as he bites down on that one spot he knows send shivers down my spine and makes my toes curl in pleasure. I pull on his hair roughly and that only causes him to bite down harder leading me to let out a loud moan. Taehyung then brings his mouth back up to mine as he grinds down on me, my moans being instantly swallowed by him. His hands start to move up and down my sides in a repetitive motion, I try and not think about it much knowing he needs to be doing something with his hands. But I can't help but think about his hands.
God, those long, strong, big hands. Fuck, if it's even possible I'm harder now than I was 5 minutes ago, his fucking hands. 2 years in this relationship and the sex is still as interesting as the first few months. And all can think about is those long ass hands up my ass making me feel pure ecstasy, better yet his dick buried deep inside me fucking me so hard and calling me the little slut that I am-
As his hands start to slide across my stomach I start to feel a similar tightening in my chest and a panic settling low in my stomach, that I know won't leave for hours.
