⚠ Mature content ahead! Contains stuff only appropriate to mature readers! Read at your own risk!
I sat boredly across my boyfriend as we waited for his friend to arrive. He said that this guy could help fix our broken computer or something like that.
After moments of staring blankly into nowhere, the sound of the cafe's door could be heard.
Both of our heads turned to a man in a white plain t-shirt and tight black jeans.
Damn, he's hot.
Even though I have a boyfriend, I couldn't help but stare at this amazing piece of artwork walking towards us.
His lucious lips, oh god, I wanna know what those taste like. My eyes trailed down to you-know-where, and I started to worry about something. I don't think his little friend can breath in those tight pants. And holy cow, his thighs were a ten.
I looked back up to him as he stopped by our table with a bunny smile on his lips.
"(Y/n), this is the friend I was talking to you about." My boyfriend's voice disturbed my thoughts.
I smiled.
"Hi, pleased to meet you, I'm Jungkook." I continued to stare at him as he intruduced himself, and I could help but think of erotic thoughts about him.
"JK, just sit beside (y/n). I'll be right back." My boyfriend stood up and headed to the washroom, leaving Jungkook and I alone.
I silently thanked him for making this god sit beside me.
"You know you should stop staring at me, right? Your boyfie's gonna get mad." He suddenly says, making me turn to look at him.
"I can't help it. My eyes have a thing for hot guys like you." I said, a smirk on my lips. The corners of his lips raised.
"Hm, so do I. I can't resist a body like yours." He replied, his cute bunny smile now turning into a perverted smirk.
"I'm back. Sorry I had to make you wait a little while." My heck of a boyfriend popped up, sitting back down.
At the same time, the waiter came to take our orders.
I felt a hand on my thigh, and I looked to see Jungkook talking to waiter as he orders from the menu.
"How about you, miss?"
"Ah, the same as his please." I said, gesturing to Jungkook. I wasn't able to think straight due to his hand that was rubbing my thigh.
"(Y/n), you should get to know more of Jungkook, since he's a good friend of mine. He could be a friend of yours, too." My boyfriend suggested, his eyes on his phone and his fingers furiously tapping against the screen. A smug smile was on his lips, which made me feel weird. But I shook the thought off when Jungkook's hand slipped inside my shorts.
This made me jump a bit, and he looked at me from the corner of his eye and smirked. He started to scroll through his phone with his free hand.
I propped my arms on the table and buried my head in it as I felt Jungkook's hand travel to my underwear.
He pressed on the damp spot located right at my core. My breath hitched. His finger slid deeper, until it found itself inside me.
I bit my lips to contain a moan that threatened to leave my mouth. He added another finger, and now, he's been sliding it in and out of me repeatedly.
"(Y/n), are you okay? Are you sick?" My boyfriend says, startling Jungkook and I.
"She's fine man. You don't need to worry." Jungkook reassured him and he went back to his phone.
