Mr. Playboy | Jungkook

Don't Assume

"Oh!" I gasped as Jungkook pulled me into his chest, his arm tightly wrapped around my lower back and his hand moving from my chin to the back of my head.

He smirked at my reaction, making me blush from the embarrassment. I was probably very amusing, since he's done this more than a million times with dozens of girls. But the difference between me and the other girls is that they have experience with kissing. Me, not so much.

"Don't be stiff, relax..." he whispered in my ear, his hot breath sending chills down my body. My muscles finally relaxed, the tension lowering a bit, but not the sexual tension. "I'm not going to bite you, I mean, not yet anyway."

"Wait, wha-" I was interrupted, once again, with his lips. This time, he parted his lips wanting to intertwine with mine. I just winged it and parted my lips, not wanting to leave him hanging. I tried to follow his lips and the way they would suck onto mine, trying to give him the same satisfaction he was giving me. "Not bad rookie," he said between kisses, smiling into the kiss. 

Without warning, he plunged his tongue into my mouth, making me pull back in surprise. "Woah! I wasn't ready for that!" I exclaimed, making Jungkook roll his eyes playfully, "Shut up, just go with it." He went back to my lips, pushing his blush colored muscle back inside my mouth. It felt really weird. He would circulate his tongue with mine, feeling the saliva pooling around.

He began walking backwards towards the bed, softly placing me on the mattress. I pulled myself further onto the bed, the only thing I know when it comes to making out on the bed. He crawled over me, placing his hips between my legs like last time, making me feel all kinds of ways. He traced his tongue on my collarbone, the heat of it sending shivers to my nipples.

Oh fuck.

He made a trail of wet kisses up and down the side of my neck, making me moan quietly. He attacked my lips harshly, sucking my lips until they became red. I moaned a few times, knowing it turned him on since I could feel a bit of a bulge on my lower stomach. I laughed to myself, my opportunity to shine. I pushed him off of me, hovering above him as a I bit my lip in anticipation and nervousness. He skimmed my flushed figure, my chest almost touching his as I breathed in.

"Impatient?" He teased, making me shake my head. Without answering, I started sucking on his neck, his hands wondered around my back, grabbing my ass and squeezing it occasionally. I normally would've smacked him for that, but I actually kind of liked it. I sucked hard on his skin, leaving red spots when I removed my lips. I smiled devilishly, confusing Jungkook. "What are you thinking in that head of yours?" "Nothing," I replied innocently, kissing him for the millionth time. 

All I could hear was heavy breathing and smacking sounds, with occasional moans escaping our mouths. 

"Y/N!"

We separated from each other, looking towards the door. We both knew it was coming from downstairs, since it didn't seem close. "Y-yeah?!" I asked, trying to compose myself after the hot make out session. Jungkook had the most great idea and started sucking on my neck as I tried to act normally. 

"Have you seen Jungkook?" 

I moaned quietly, yeah he's under me, sucking the life out of me. 

"No why?!" 

"We can't find him. And he left his phone here in the living room!"

Damn it.

"Jungkook, get off." I whispered, trying not to moan. He giggled like a little boy, "Babe, it's you who's on me." Forgetting all about being on top of him, I tried to climb off. He rolled over until he was hovering above me, "I'm not done yet." He roamed his hands all over my waist, raising my shirt in the process. He refused to let me go, his mouth glued to mine. It was really difficult to break the kiss, my hands roaming through his silky smooth locks.