I dare you.

Souvenir.

You could tell he wasnt far behind you, by the way his body shook between your legs, and by the way his kisses became sloppier, and sloppier. His finger kept sirceling your clit, and in a single moment, he hit you just right, with a hard thrust and a light flick with his finger. You clenched your eyes, and almost moaned so loud it would classify as screaming. Your whole body spasmed , your back jumped of the wall, as you felt the knot from your stomach spread out in your whole body.
You tightened around him and for a second you were sent to a different dimension.

You could feel your legs shaking, and how your eyes rolled all the way to the back of your head. He did a few more rough thrusts, and bit your neck one last time. He didnt let you down immeadiatly. He rested his skin on yours, and it was kind of nice. It was like all of your anger and frustration dissapeared with that. He moved his hand away from your core and kissed his way up your neck, before passionatly pressed his soft lips on to yours. You couldnt help but get a little lost. It felt so nice, the soft contrast to the rough hate.

-How was that for "I dont do begging" he laughed.

Allready starting with the games.

-It was... you took a break and pretended to look for the right words «totally fucking awesome, undoubtily the best fuck I've ever had»

-It was.. decent. You said cockily.

-Decent huh?
He repeated it with a satcastic tone.

-Yeah, you know..average.
You put different words to it, and laughed again.

-Average.
He repeated it and laughed a little.

Your chest met his as you both tried to calm your breaths. His hand started loosening its grip of your thigh, and he begun to slowly pull away, letting you slide safely down the wall. You werent really sure if your feet had met the floor so you tried lifting one leg, and if you didnt still hold around his shoulders, you would have tripped face first. Your entire body was shaking, and it felt like your knees would give in any second. It literally felt like you were balancing on jello, your knees and thighs were shaking under you. You glanced quickly around the room, to check the damage to your clothing. Your pants and shoes was still in their original state. Your panties and sweather on the other hand werent as lucky, you looked on the pieces of fabric lying next to eachother.

Your lips were throbbing as the feeling returned to them. You were suddenly very aware that your hands were still around his neck, and you smoothly slid them of. He was still standing so close that you could not move withouth touching him. He looked at you, then took the hint to move. You moved slowly, just to check how fucked up your balance really was, and its safe to say you had to have all focus on not tripping face first. You were only wearing a bra.
The carpet floor beneath you was moist and you couldnt help but smirk to yourself. Your back was turned to jungkook, but you could tell he was doing the same.
You bent down to pick up your pants, and your ripped panties fell down. The room was almost dead scilent, if it hadnt been for the automatic aircondition that had turned back on. You leaned against the dark wall to keep yoir balance as you lifted one leg and stuffed it inside your pants. You were aware that it was gonna feel unnaturall without panties, but it was not the thing running trough your mind.

Jungkook had done the same, his pants slid up his toned thighs without a problem. The lighting seemed to have started sucking even more now, it was just a yellow glow attatched to the roof. Your lips were burning and you looked forward to getting home and drinking ice water to calm them down.
You could clearly feel where Jungkook had bit down, and you could feel it with your tongue, it was almost like small ingavigs, carved in to your lip. You closed the last button on your jeans and looked helplessly down at your torn sweather. «This motherfucker ruined my ONE good sweather.»
You looked around the room. Jungkook pulled a red tight tshirt over his head, and his back muscles dissapeared in to the fabric.