*****SMUT WARNING****** Don't say I didn't warn you! This is my first real attempt at this and I did not realize how-uh-awkward it is to put into writing 😂😂😂 Let me know how I did after you read it if you don't mind! That is if you can still breathe 🤣
Y/N cautiously walked out onto the balcony, walking up behind Jungkook and putting her arms around him and snuggling into him. He sighed hard and rubbed her arm gently, "I'm not usually like that, I'm sorry. I know I seem like a horndog," He turned around to face her, pulling her against him, "The truth is, I never-" He stopped himself, studying her eyes in the dim light. They looked at each other for a moment, neither one feeling the need to say anything.
Y/N's breath was shallow as he looked right into her soul. His lips lingered dangerously close to hers as he brushed her hair out of her eyes.
Jungkook looked at the balcony door, making sure that no one was there and turned his head to look around to see if there was anyway someone could see them. Half not caring and half convinced that they had enough privacy, he grabbed her thighs and pulled her up onto his hips, causing her to gasp as she wrapped her legs around him instinctively.
He looked up at her, asking for her permission with his eyes. She was more than ready to feel everything he had to offer. She leaned her head down and her lips met his, softly.
He had been waiting for this moment for so long, he had forgotten he was a virgin until right this instant.
He wasn't sure how to initiate this, but he knew that he trusted his body, it had never failed him before. It was just like dancing, he had heard. He would just let his body lead him.
His grip on her tightened as he pinned her against the wall and pulled her night gown up slightly above her middle. He reached down and pulled himself out of his boxers and before anything else could happen, before anyone else could interrupt, he shoved himself inside her. The suddenness caused her to gasp loudly, the gasp turning into a low moan as he continued.
The balcony door slowly opened and caused him to look over as he continued the intense hip thrusting, not making a single attempt to stop what he was doing. He didn't care if the entire world was looking at him right now, the feeling was more than he had ever imagined it could be, and nothing was going to make him stop. Jungkook briefly looked at Jin, the look on his face making Jin blush so hard it brought tears to his eyes. Jin embarrassingly backed into the room, so astonished he barely closed the door behind him, just wanting to get the hell away from what he saw.
Jungkook continued for a few more moments until his thrusting slowed down and he gripped onto her body for dear life, trembling all over. When his shaking finally quit, he gently put her back on her feet as he leaned forward, completely drained of his energy, panting hard.
He had broken out in a sweat, but he didn't care, he had never been this tired in his life and he was ready to hit the bed. He grabbed Y/N's hand and lead her back into the room, catching RM and Jin's gaze as they sat upright on their cots, completely silent. "How did you like the show?" Jungkook asked as he smirked and fell onto the bed, not really wanting a reply.
Y/N blushed as she quickly grabbed whatever clothes she could and ran off to the bathroom.
Hmmmm....I think I'll update this as I get better with my writing 😁
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I Met the Jerk
RomanceJungkook is a petty, jerky, short tempered idol that has to have his way, or the highway. What happens when he comes across a sarcastic girl that has just as much attitude as he does?
