Odd Chance (Jeon JungKook x Reader) - English

Thirteenth

  Jung Kook was so pliant, only the thought of it made you want to tease him. A simple touch got him shivering, eyes blown wide, mouth hanging slightly open. The sight of him did things to you, not even you were ready to admit, but the bubbly sensation in your stomach was a great indicator that you liked it very much. You liked kinky sex, being a dominant one was the shit that got you off, however, you were willing to not force this on the idol, because you had no idea what he liked, since he was either a virgin or a very inexperienced beginner. Showing him some of your favorites would have probably scared the living daylight out of him, so you went the sweet way, simply kissing him, slowly and passionately, teasingly licking into his mouth, just to test the waters. Your body was pressed against his, body heat drawing you in even further, because he was basically radiating heat, his movements a bit sloppy as eager fingers discovered the exposed skin of your hips and lower back.

"Which is your bed?" you asked, voice breathy and mouth numb from the intense make out session you just had.

"Th-that one," he gestured towards the bed under the window, which was slightly larger than the other one across it.

Not wasting any more time, you led the boy to the bed and pushed him down on it, only to position yourself above him, straddling his crotch. The sweet, small pants escaping his mouth were music to your ears, boosting your confidence while placing small kisses along his jaw, down his neck, eventually arriving to his collar bones and shoulder. He was wearing a loose button up, so with a few quick movements, you were able to undo all the buttons and reveal his torso, well defined and slightly flushed. You let your eyes roam his abdomen and chest a little too long, because you could feel him grow impatient, reaching for the bottom of your shirt to pull it off. Thank God, it snapped you out of your trance and thus, you were able to stop him.

"Only good boys get to peak," you purred, pushing his hand away and earning a sad pout.

"But I was so good, noona... Have been thinking about you all day," he argued with determination, though weak and cracking up with the intensity of his need.

"Just thinking?" you teasing, grinding down slowly, pleased to feel him getting harder and harder as minutes passed.

"Ye-yes... I didn't touch muh-myself," Jung Kook confessed and you couldn't help but smile. He was so nice, so innocent... His face was a soft shade of pink, his muscles tense and eyes darker than you have ever seen them.

"Then you were really a good boy, baby..." you whispered and leaned down to press a chaste kiss onto the tip of his nose. "So precious," you continued, pressing another kiss to his forehead. "Though, I wish you have touched yourself," you said, pressing a small kiss onto the corner of his lips, "stroking yourself slowly, thinking about me," you said, grinding your hips downwards, ravishing the rugged breaths escaping the idol's mouth. "Thinking about how good my lips felt on your pretty cock." This was going so well, you felt dizzy with the adrenalin rush only from teasing him. He was so powerless under you, a whimpering mess, occasionally thrusting upwards, pleading for friction, which you only granted him whenever you felt like it. The only problem was that the idol's moans and needy whimpers were addictive. So much so, that you could feel your heart souring to the thought of leaving him behind.

"Please... Noona... I-hh... I need to..." he moaned, and the little, needy baby he was, he started begging, pretty please falling from his lips. How were you supposed to deny anything from him?

"What do you need, baby boy?" you asked, slowly palming him though the fabric of his jeans. His erection felt nice against you hand and giving it some extra attention just earned a few more breathy gasps from the boy.