The Contract

Eight

WARNINGS: Dom!Reader, Sub!Jungkook, virgin!Jungkook, oral sex (m receiving), light spanking, dirty talk, begging, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, virginity taking, cockwarming, a stupid amount of fluff.

"What the fuck are you doing!?" Jungkook screamed. He was trying to cover up what little dignity he had left, his face blushing beet red with unbridled embarrassment upon being caught.

"Oh, God! I'm so sorry!"

"What's the matter with you!? Stop looking! Get out!"

You did as you were ordered but left the door ajar. "I'm so sorry! Jungkook, I'm so sorry!"

"Haven't you ever heard of knocking!? What the fuck, ___?"

"I'm so, so-"

"Sorry, yeah I get it." He was clearly pissed off. His voice dropped from booming to tiny. "I get it."

"Kookie?"

"What?"

"Can I come in?"

Silence. "Yeah."

When you opened the door again, you saw Jungkook sat on his bed, sweatpants on, shirt off and eyes towards the floor, thumbs twiddling. You closed the door and moved silently towards Jungkook's bed, sitting down beside him. "I'm really sorry." You said softly.

"I know."

"Please talk to me."

"What's there to say?"

"Why you were using it for a start." Jungkook shook his head. "Was it to do with the video?" He nodded. "Talk me through it."

"I enjoyed the video," he confessed quietly, "and I wasn't mad that Hyung sent it. Not at all. Afterwards, when it was over... I started thinking and... I-I'm a virgin, ___, and I have no idea how I'd even get you to scream like Hyung was making you. Not to mention my size."

"Your size?"

"I'm not as big as Hyung. Or anyone. I... I'm pretty useless when it comes to that. I mean, it wouldn't be so bad if I was bigger and a virgin because then you could use me and still enjoy it. But you can't even do that and... I can't bear the thought of disappointing you."

"Oh, Kookie." You leant forward and wrapped your arms around him, rocking him gently. He sat there silently, feeling your embrace, letting you comfort him. "You could never disappoint me. And judging by what I saw, you aren't small at all. Quite the opposite."

"Please, you're just saying that because you're contracted to."

No. No, Jungkook. Stop this.

You got on your knees in front of him and put your hands on his thighs, nestling in between his open legs. You forced him to look at you. "No, Jungkook. I'm saying this because I love you."

The look on Jungkook's face changed. He went from sadness and disappointment to hope. But there was a slight bit of apprehension in there, too. You grabbed hold of one of his hands and brought it to your lips, kissing him softly. You needed him to know that you meant what you were saying. You did love him – the same way he loved you. You loved waking up beside him, holding him in your arms and feeling his strong grasp protect you. You loved his puffy face, his morning breath, his need to always have his hands on you, or his arms around you. You loved all of them just the same, and it was about time you let them know that, starting with Jungkook.

You let your kisses travel up his body – his shoulder, his cheek, until finally you reached his lips, giving him a soft kiss that he eventually deepened. His large hand, the one that you'd let go of in order to grab onto his shoulders, moved up to your neck, allowing him to pull you closer to him. "I love you." He said in between kisses. "So much." His tongue asked for entrance to your mouth and you granted it, allowing yourself to be lost in his kisses. He was so good. So breath taking.