The Contract

Four

WARNINGS: Lots of sex, semi-public sex, unprotected sex (rubber up, kids!), oral sex (f receiving), cream pies, cum eating, spanking, degradation, rough sex – but lots of aftercare because if aftercare isn't there then the dom's a cunt and drop their ass.

To say that your time living with them thus far had been entirely uneventful would be a completely untrue statement. Every day something new would fall in your lap and you'd find something else you'd need to adapt to. For example, one morning as you went to turn over to get comfortable in bed, you found yourself completely locked down by the weight of something heavy on your waist. You looked down at the hand draped over you, the long, smooth arm that held you and over your shoulder at Jungkook's sleeping face as he held onto you. This was the first time Jungkook had ever been in any way affectionate with you, so you didn't want to scare him off yet at the same time, you wanted to savour this. You lifted his arm and gently turned so you were facing him, watching him breathe softly as he caught up on much needed rest. Though, his eyes weren't closed for very long.

"Good morning." You whispered.

"I... I'm sorry I should have asked."

Jungkook went to run away but you grabbed hold of him and kept him by you. "It's fine. This was a lovely way to wake up." You snuggled into him a little more, covering him with the duvet again and making him get comfortable. "You're welcome to do it more."

"I couldn't sleep. I thought I might sleep better with someone else."

"And did you?" Jungkook nodded, a little shier at his confession. Your heart warmed. "Then if you need to move into my bedroom to sleep next to me, you're more than welcome to do so."

Jungkook smiled, it was a lazy smile but no less bright than his usual bunny grin. Your hand moved up to his cheek and rubbed it softly with your thumb, creating a much more intimate atmosphere between the two of you. Contented and sleepy, you enjoyed each other's company as if you were two lovers head over heels for one another. He studied your face through tired eyes, as puffy as your cheeks were first thing in a morning, but didn't mind one bit at the inflation. He found it cute as he thought to himself.

He moved his head closer to yours, and made your noses touch. This was when you found out he had a love for rubbing noses. He thought it was a sweet gesture, a romantic one anyway. To him it allowed for a little more intimacy that you wouldn't get with a kiss, as sometimes kisses led to more sexual activities. While your noses touched, he rubbed his large hand up and down your back.

You didn't think this situation could get sweeter until he finally kissed you. A ghost of a kiss, hardly touching your lips at all until you pushed forward to tell him you wanted it. No tongues, just soft open-mouthed, eyes-closed kisses that made butterflies flutter in your tummy.

He wouldn't let it move any further than a kiss and you didn't know why. You would have been more than happy to provide him with a little extra pleasure had he requested it. But he didn't. Instead, he mumbled that he needed to get ready for practise and reluctantly left the warmth of your bed, staring at you one final time before closing your bedroom door and leaving you alone in your bedroom.

When you came to visit the guys after their practise, you quickly found yourself becoming a leaning post for the maknae line. All three of them launched themselves at you, and weighed you down to the point where you could feel your knees buckle, but laughed at their cuteness. When Tae and Jungkook left, Jimin wrapped his arms around your waist and groaned in frustration. "I'm not getting it." He complained. "I'm not getting any of it."

"You will, baby." You stroked his back as you talked. "You're amazing at this."

"You think so?" He grinned.