Double The Trouble

ix: the blue side

"And drunk mind speaks a sober heart, my love."

God, he wanted to kiss her for another time. Right here and then, it had taken every ounce of his willpower to pull himself away from her hold, down to her slender, curvaceous and tempting body which was hidden under the white pair pajama of hers.

Damn... shit...

Cursing to himself, the ash blonde teenage boy had always known, it was the right thing to move or just walk away. But who the fuck cares? His only sweetness was here.

Alone.

With him.

And it was the perfect chance to take what was his back. But fairytale was of no help and neither he believed in six impossible things before breakfast. Even the famous Alice in Wonderland didn't generally gave him pompous advices. If only witches didn't exist and valhalla! Let him live a happily-ever-after life he had ached for.

Yet this time, his actions depicted without hesitations, taking his chances to pull her up and hauled her into his arms. Just like the old times, she perfectly fit into his embrace like a matching puzzle piece. And so as the dark fall of her hair, brushing softly against his arm.

It felt so crazy good, bearing her in his warmth. And her scent hit him like a punch in the gut as he nuzzled the tender skin of her neck, heeding her every swift in-drawn breath. He misses it a lot, exactly the same spot just below her ear. Oh so sweet and buttery. Any minute, he could lose himself, exploring all her assets.

One more. Just another more of her sweet flavor. He had to taste her lips. Again.

The young man then felt her tension, the fine alertness that ran through her beautiful figure as she barely parted her mouth, wanting to release the obscure words she wanted to emit. But never had the chance to when he devoured her entrance like a lion craving for it's prey.

"I've missed the taste of you. So bad." Jungkook whispered, hands traveling down to her spine and he could felt her struggling to restrain the moan that was building in her chest. He knew her body all too well. He knew where she was sensitive and how to keep amping her up. Yes. This was just the beginning. For him. "Even now, must you really test me?"

Mumbling in-between the kisses, he drove his tongue deep. He lost it as the softness of her mouth opened beneath his and just nearly undid him. His pulse zipped into a high gear and the next, it was his entire body tensing. With every tangle of her breath mixing with his, their lips met as if it was the first they had in years.

And for a crazed moment, he wanted to lift her at his blazing-red Porsche and made love to her  exactly on the spot until her voice becomes strained, enough to be heard by the entire city. When and where didn't matter but he contained himself from his little lewd thoughts. Bethinking of the deal he had with the horrendous witch, no harm will be done, an ought that the villainous existence would not lay a single finger on Reese Steinfield and only by then, a voluntary agreement to the selfish terms shall be concede under his zero-option circumstances.

It was too unfair and sooner or later, his life was going to be an empty shell.

Not now.

As soon as he broke the kiss, he kept his gaze to the only woman he ever loved next to her late mother.

"Damn it."