Forget Me Not✓| Yoonmin(+18)

chapter thirty two (part one)

a little smut warning :))

"Tae...AH!" Jungkook moans rather loudly before I slap my hand on his mouth to be quiet. We're in the bathroom of the uselessly expensive restaurant I took him for our tenth official date...but who's counting?

The food was shit...well delicious but it was so little it wouldn't even satisfy a kid. What the fuck?

So we decided to spend our time more wisely, staining the walls with cum to make it worth the money.

He's now shaking as I slowly hit his prostate with three fingers fast and roughly, voice muffled by my hand, palms flat on the wall as I push him on it. I've been doing it for at least 15 minutes despite working him up with a handjob under the table to the point he almost came.

He's crying...he does it a lot when it comes to sex...it doesn't help that I like to drag it out until he's thrashing around, begging to come...he looks unbelievably cuter then.

His pants and boxers are pooled on the floor, still around his legs, not letting him open his legs much. he shakes his head, looking back at me pleadingly.

I decide it's enough. It's date night after all and we've been here for too long so I lean forward, whispering as I fasten my pace, his hole clenching around my fingers. "be sure to get it all on the wall." He shakes violently as he comes, his legs giving out and I hold him up against me, kissing his tear-stained cheek as he goes limp, painting the walls just as I told him to. "good boy." He shivers as I murmur in his ear, biting his earlobe.

I take a tissue, cleaning him up before pulling his pants and boxers up, making him presentable as he holds on to my shoulders to stay up, eyes half-closed. He's spent and in need of sleep and I'm happy that I got away with it again...not getting hard.

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I put him to bed, taking his pants and socks off, replacing his button up shirt with one of my Tshirts cause he looks cute as fuck in them.

He's already drooling when I come back from my quick shower, hugging a pillow. I get in behind him, being the big spoon as he likes. I can't believe one orgasm did this to him...guess he's been a bit stressed out and tired lately. Changing agencies has been hard for him and it makes me feel guilty at times but it seems to be getting better for him.

I didn't want to stay in korea. I don't have a connection there except jimin which...would be awkward when I'm dating his ex who walked out on him. we both decided we wanted to be away and have our own life. He misses joon, flying to see him two times each months and spending a hell lot of money on it but it's worth it cause he comes back happy and giggling like a cute bunny.

Sometimes I go with him, sometimes I don't.

I miss joon too but I need to distance myself a bit. I want to focus on myself and kook, our relationship. I really want it to work.

I kiss his head, burying my face in his neck and breathing in his fruity scent.

I've never felt so happy...

Another reason I wanted to stay here was Jamie. He called me a few months ago, asking me to help him. he's been stuck in the foster system for years, a teenager now. I cried when I heard his voice, begging me to save him.

He's been abused and used for fucking small paychecks and I thought he was happily living with his adoptive parents, deciding not to bother him.

He doesn't deserve this. kook doesn't know but I finalized the adoption and he's gonna be living with us...in three days. I need to tell him but don't know where to start.