What the Heart Needs - JiKook

Chapter 1 - Potential Competition?

It has been just over a year since the first time Jungkook and I had sex. We learned so much from the start of our journey to the moment he admitted he loved me too, and we have continued to learn about each other and our relationship since then. Not a day goes by where we don't learn at least something new, no matter how small it is; and I'm happy to add something new to the long list of things I now know and love about him.

Our relationship has become so open and common in the house that the others no longer even look at us funny or act weird when they find us cuddling in the living room, holding hands or kissing whenever the mood strikes us. Yoongi-hyung walked in on us having sex once... I don't think he will ever come home early from working in the studio again... nor will he ever sit on that couch again. I told him we had a blanket down and even had the couch steam cleaned at his request, but he still wont sit there anymore. To this day, it still gives us a laugh.

"Good morning, my love."

"Morning, Kitten.", Jungkook pulled me in close and kissed my cheek.

We had traded in our two twin beds for one king sized. I still remember how I felt the day it arrived. It felt so official to actually have a bed that was 'ours' and not just always sleeping in one of our small separate beds. The king size was probably over kill, as we never left the middle; perfectly cuddled into each other, but it was nice to have the extra room for 'other activities'.

"Kitten, huh? Does that make you my Bunny?"

"That's what the fans call me... think of something better..."

"Hmmm, how about... puppy?"

"That makes me sound small and soft."

"My wild wolf then.", I grinned at him, watching him flex his large chest at the name.

"Mmmm, that's better. I'm feeling a little wild right now..."

"Jungkookie! We just woke up."

"Feel me, hyung...", he put his lips to my ear and moaned softly, "Feel how much I already want you."

There was a flutter in my chest and my heart beat faster as my hand went lower. Down his perfect chest and firm stomach, I found what he wanted me to. He wasn't kidding! This wasn't morning wood, he was ready! Damn, I loved him so much!!

"Ooh... we are going to be so late..."

"Tell Namjoon-hyung we overslept... the alarm was broken."

"He won't buy that."

"Then I'll just tell him we were late cause I had to fuck you.", his hands were already working at my boxers, lips against mine trying to make me cave.

"We can't be late today.", I was already moaning into his mouth while his tongue twirled about.

"Then you should stop making those sounds..."

"Stop kissing me and I will...", even as I gave him reasons we couldn't, my arms were wrapping around him.

"Hands to yourself then."

"Speak for yourself.", I took his hand from my growing length in an attempt to stop this.

"I want you, Jimin.", he whined.

"Uuugh... fuck me then... quick."

He spun me fast, lifting my leg over his as he moved closer to enter me from behind. There was no way we would have to tell anyone we might be late; they could probably hear us. Neither of us was holding back, knowing we had to make this quick. In a whirlwind of passion, it was over as fast as it was started and in that short time, we were both left breathless and exhausted, despite just waking up.