𝗔𝗿𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝘁. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. ❤︎︎ You gasp when you see a woman lying completely naked on a royal red couch. She looked like a goddess sprawled amidst soft fabrics. Showing off the gorgeous beauty which was her body. Her stunningly long legs rubbing against each other, her waist caving in, full breasts creating a lewd display with her nipples looking perky and hard, her neck--a chic elegance--and her long curls resting on her shoulders. Her face showing a bold fierceness, yet a plush rosy blush. The painting was intrepid and lucidly sensual. At the same time, portraying her as an enigma that is craved for. That is wanted. That is lusted over. The face was so defined, meticulously drawn and painted. For a second, you wished it wasn't so. Cause the woman, painted on the ginormous canvas, was 𝙮𝙤𝙪. You turn around. To find 𝙝𝙞𝙢 looking at you with the same boldness. The same desire he drew you with. Like he wanted you naked for him, and he would take you with everything he could give you. ●●● ➼ This book has some of my best writing, the style is very dynamic and artistic. I write very graphically and try to make the reader experience every moment of falling in love with Jeon Jungkook. Him as your dripping-hot, young art teacher. Age gap: 9 years. (First few chaps have fetus writing.)

"That Jeon guy, he's so commanding." You complain. In which you move in with a hard-headed college student, Jeon Jungkook, and have to suffer until you find a new place to move in to. Unless.. Things change? ______________________________________ Jeon Jungkook x Reader Copyright © raspberrymerkk 2018 HIGHEST RANKINGS: #2 in Yoongi #2 in Jungkook #2 in Jimin #2 in Hoseok #3 in Taehyung #9 in BTS #2 Namjoon #7 Seokjin

❝You want to keep your promotion, right?❞ In which you get forced to become a play-toy for your new boss. ⇠ ⋄ ⋄ ⋄ ⋰ ☆ ⋱ ⋄ ⋄ ⋄ ⇢ 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬 🔞 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: • ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ • ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✓

"pretty girls don't light their own cigarettes." addiction; it felt like hunger. it's become a basic need you would have a drive, to fill. it occupied your thoughts, if ignored for too long. the mind, mouth and hands, longed for it. jeon jungkook. you longed for his love, affection and guidance. he was the man who you were addicted to. he's your cigarette. your love, your obsession. × [ lowercase intended ] OURVANTE © 2021

"noona..... will you practice that- scene- with me?" jungkook questioned you nervously as he pulled you to a private spot. since you were working with him in that acting business, it was only fair for you to help him. "sure, kookie.. what scene did you need practice with?" with an assuring smile, you replied. he nervously looked down, and scratched the back of his head before giving you an answer. "that-" he paused and lifted his eyes up to meet your lips, "kiss scene." || short ff || jungkook!actor || low caps intended || completed

I had a bad habit i ache for things which are bad for me, which destroys me in the end, and as much as I know she's my fucking walking talking death, and yet still i wanted to indulge her in, eat her all and make her flow through my viens with every breath and every heart beat I want to feel her around me. "She can run as much as she wants, but she can never escape me!! 18, June, 2023 - 23, Dec, 2023

I had a bad habit i ache for things which are bad for me, which destroys me in the end, and as much as I know she's my fucking walking talking death, and yet still i wanted to indulge her in, eat her all and make her flow through my viens with every breath and every heart beat I want to feel her around me. "She can run as much as she wants, but she can never escape me!! 18, June, 2023 - 23, Dec, 2023

"The slower the kiss, the faster the heartbeat." ©𝐉𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐄𝟏𝟕 No translations allowed. |*Contains mature and triggering content*| 18+

❝You mean, both of us can get benefit out of this thing?❞ "That's literally the reason people call it FWB," he sighs, tired with your innocent ramblings. "FWB?" You question, confused. Shrouding your smirk behind the tilt of your head, you continue acting oblivious. "Friends-with-benefits, you know that, don't you?" The lines on his forehead show how bothered he was by this. Everyone your age ought to know friends-with-benefits, right? "That's really a lot considering you don't even treat me as a proper friend. Can't it be called something more simple? I don't want to feel like I'm taking benefit of somebody. We can call it sex exchange? Or sexchange?" You smile proudly, coming up with it on the spot. He remains numb, staring dead ahead like always. The familiar expression of his coldness replaces his handsome features once again. So cold, a learned shudder passes down your spine. He's a snowman, he's an iceberg, always so fucking cold. Your insides prick when the expression replaces the rare mood of him wanting to talk. Talking with him is no different than talking to an inanimate object. "Fine, sexchange." "So, you agree? You'll dat- fake date me?" "I'll fuck you. That's it." *** ➼ mature content. ➼ smuts, angst, fluff, love, softness, jealousy and a cold jungkook who can fuck you harder than he hurts you.