My Bully

Dark Affair

I clutch onto Jungkook's hand as we wander around in the dark. There are no lights anywhere, according to Jungkook.

"Annabelle," Jungkook growls. "You're cutting off the circulation in my hand."

I loosen my grip. "Ah, mianhae."

We walk around a little more. Suddenly, Jungkook's hand is ripped from mine and I hear a thud. Jungkook curses.

"Where did you go?" I ask in panic. "Jungkook!?"

"Relax, Annabelle." From the sound of his voice, he's probably on the floor, just a few feet away. "Just follow my voice, okay?"

"Okay."

"Good, now come towards me." I walk in the direction of his voice. "Great. Just a little more."

"AH!"

I trip over something solid and cold, falling onto the floor. My stomach lands on something. I hear Jungkook grunt.

"Really?" he says angrily. "You could have landed anywhere, and you land there?"

I struggle to get off of him. "Sorry, Jungkook."

(A/N: Slight mature part of the story)

He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me back on top of him. I squirm around, trying to get away from him. I freeze when my leg hits a bulge. Jungkook moans softly.

"Careful, baby," he whispers, nibbling on my ear. 

I'm frozen as he moves his lips from my ear down to my shoulder. He start sucking on the skin there. When I don't do anything, he sucks harder. 

"Jungkook," I moan, then cover my mouth in horror.

He smiles against my skin. "That's not my name, baby girl."

I shake my head, refusing to answer. 

His hand slowly traces my waist. I gasp when his warm skin touches mine, slipping under my shirt. He continues to place kisses all over my shoulder. Then he moves up to my neck. I moan softly as Jungkook places kisses in the area right below my jaw. He softly bites my neck, and I moan louder.

"Now I've got you," he murmurs. "Can't do anything about it now, baby girl." 

"Jungkook! Get away from Annabelle, you playboy!"

I visibly relax as Jungkook pushes me away and stands up. A light flashes through the rom and lands on me. I quint in the light, but make out Namjoon's figure, holding a phone. He smirks.

"Never thought I would see this," he says, walking closer to me.

He kneels down and tilts my head up. He traces the places Jungkook kissed me.

"Yo, Kooks," he says. "How did she taste?"

"Like heaven, Hyung," Jungkook responds. "No joke. I could do that all day."

"Interesting," Namjoon mutters.

I yank my chin out of his grip. "Where's Taehyung?"

"The alien? Oh, he's probably in the hospital by now." He smiles evilly. "Don't worry, Annabelle. I'm sure he only has a few broken ribs, maybe his leg, too. Nothing that serious."

A tear rolls down my cheek. "You're a monster."

He shrugs. "Tell me something I don't know, love."

"Since when do you have nicknames for me?"

"Since I became you math tutor."

I roll my eyes. "Haha, very funny. I may be stupid, but I'm not that stupid."

"Do you really think that I would joke about that?"

"I don't know. Would you?"

"Fine. If you really don't believe me, ask Mrs. Chen." He smiles. "But maybe wait until tomorrow. I don't think any of the teachers want to see Jungkook's love spots on your neck."

Jungkook grins slyly. "Why don't I add a few more to my collection?"

I glare at him. "In your dreams, Jeon Jungkook."

He closes his eyes, sighs, and tugs on his belt. "Say my name again, abay."

"Well," Namjoon says. "You two have fun. Text me when you're done."

Was it just me, or was there a hint of annoyance in his voice?

Jungkook smiles. "I'm going to enjoy this so much. Feeling you quiver underneath me, softly sucking on you, sweat dripping down your neck.." he moans quietly.

"Ew," Namjoon says, pretending to gag. "You could have at least waited till I was gone."

"Ah, sorry Hyung. I guess I got caught up in the moment."

"Well, goodbye. I don't want to stick around for this. I'll make sure Yoongi doesn't come down here." He heads up the stairs, leaving me and Jungkook alone in the darkness.

Hands wrap around my waist and pull me over to Jungkook. My thigh is pressed against his crotch. A little nibble on my neck causes me to moan. Suddenly, he freezes.

"Annabelle," he mutters. "What are you doing?"

I hadn't noticed that I had been slowly unbuckling his belt from around his waist. I pull it out of the loops are hear it fall to the floor. Right as I start to unzip his jeans, he takes my hand.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asks.

"Y-yes."

He chuckles. "By the end of the day, you'll be screaming my name, baby."

Sorry guys. I don't write smuts as of right now. Maybe there will be one later in the story, I don't know.

~Annabelle ❤️