Stirring The Soul

Chapter 30

After what doesn't seem nearly long enough, Jungkook slides out and comes to lie down next to you. He kisses you tenderly on the lips and stares at you, as though absorbing you through his eyes. He smiles at you sweetly and tucks his arm under your neck. You snuggle against him and rest your head on his sturdy chest, eyes closed. You feel very comfortable inhaling his body's aroma which has become instantly recognisable to you after leaving traces of it around you recently. You both say nothing for a while, enjoying the comfort of laying in each other's arms. You feel so satisfied physically and emotionally that you could lay in his strong embrace forever. While you enjoy this moment, Jungkook strokes your face. "Noona?" he asks, tenderly. "Mmm," you reply.

"How was it?" he asks.

You smile cheekily, eyes still closed, pretending to be half asleep, "How was what, JK?"

"I know you're not asleep, Noona. Please. I've never physically connected so easily with anyone before. I didn't even need to think, it all just happened naturally, like my body and soul took over. Was it the same for you?"

You open your eyes now and see that the puppy dog look is back. You hold his face in your hand and lean up to kiss him. "Yes, it was the same for me. It was wonderful and breathtaking and mind blowing, and I loved every second of you in me. Thank you for making me, ahem, cum many times over," you say, blushing at your own bravado.

"Awww Noona, anytime, happy to oblige, all you have to do is say the word," he winks at you cheekily. "Damn, the guys will be back soon, we should probably put our clothes back on." You are in awe of his quickly changing nature.

Sighing sadly, you tell him that you should go home, although you don't want to. He offers to walk you back and you don't refuse. He gets up off the bed first and starts to put his clothes back on. You admire his tight buttocks, muscular back, strong arms. Damn, he's bloody perfect, how'd you get so lucky, Anna? No-one has ever made me cum hard like that.

As he walks around getting ready, you get up from the bed, wrapping yourself with the bedsheet to protect your modesty. At the same time, you tease him with, "Nice boxers, by the way JK, would never have guessed that you were a Spongebob kind of guy!"

"Hey, Spongebob is the best! You're the lucky one who gets to see me wearing these," he says, proudly showing them off. He then lunges forward, pretending to snatch the bedsheet away from you. You both giggle playfully as you put your clothes on under the protective bedsheet. Jungkook laughs at you, "I don't know what you're trying to hide, Noona, I saw everything only a few minutes ago. Actually it's a good thing you're covered. If you weren't, Spongebob would have come off again in a flash."

Soon you're both ready and out the door, holding hands as you make the half an hour walk to your home. In the meantime, you discuss your plans for the week. Since Jungkook is essentially ready for his performance, there's little extra practice required now. He suggests you both go on 'proper dates' this week. You agree since you quite look forward to hanging out with Jungkook, and the last time you properly did that was at Kensington Gardens, before it was unceremoniously cut short. You link arms with him while walking and ask eagerly, "So....where and when should we go out?". You are more relaxed with your relationship status now that you and Jungkook have established your feelings for each other, although he's probably been more forthcoming in that area than you have.

"How about a very typical movie and meal?" he suggests. You think about it for a few seconds, and say, "Do you know what, that sounds great. There's a romcom out now with Chris Evans, oh my gawd, that guy is FIT, brrr, gives me chills just thinking about him." You look straight ahead, trying not to show your giggles. You have no desire to see a romcom with Chris Evans, but you are keen to see Jungkook's reaction.

"Oh yeah, I've heard about it, it has that great actress too. Oh she usually wears tight outfits in her movies. Oh man.......I know her face, but I don't know her name," he says, looking up to the sky for inspiration. You stop dead in your tracks and look back at him, "Oh, really now? So this great actress whose name you can't remember, looks great in tight outfits?!"

Jungkook is laughing so hard that he's collapsed to the ground. "Oh Noona, your face! Wow, you could shoot daggers with those eyes! All I said was she wears tight outfits, but you called whatshisname 'fit'! Talk about double standards. How can you say he's fit when you can get this anytime?" he indicates his whole body.

"Hmm you're right, who needs Chris Evans. I mean he's only played Captain America, the best avenger there is," you casually say.

Now it's his turn to stop what he's doing, "Woah, woah, the 'best avenger'? Please tell me you're joking, Noona. I'm sure you meant to say Iron Man, not Captain America. It's ok, I'll let it slide this time."

"I absolutely meant Captain America, but let's agree to disagree on this one. At least we both agree that Marvel is better DC.....right?" Everything hinges on his response.

"Of course!"

"Mate, that was close. If you had said DC, that would have been game over. No more piano or extra curricular sessions for you," you joke. You both laugh and Jungkook wraps his arm around your shoulders. You continue to plan for the rest of the week in the same jovial manner. You enjoy the security you feel being with Jungkook and his assured nature. You both eventually agree to watch an adventure movie since it's something you're both into. When you arrive at your building, Jungkook remains at the entrance without coming up with you. "Much safer that way," you say. You walk up to your apartment floor, excited about the plans you've made for this week with Jungkook; your date on Tuesday and then the final practice session on Friday ahead of the performance on Saturday. You decide that after the performance, you will surprise him with a weekend away for you both. You smile in glee at the prospect.