𝐊𝐼𝒦𝐼

( 𝓘 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 ) 𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿. ˖Ი𐑼⋆ sfw +++ suggestive. mid-tipsy makeout, you don't know what's happening or is going to happen because of your boyfriend’s sudden hyperactivity.

literally two minutes ago, with the smell of whiskey and beer, JUNGKOOK had you pinned against his mattress, lips hot and wet against yours, tongues tangled in a messy rhythm that had you losing your mind. his hands were gripping your hips, groping at your waist, pulling you so close you couldn't tell where you ended and he began. you were entirely breathless, one strap of your dress completely slipped off your shoulder, your lipstick smeared halfway across your cheek from how hard he’d been kissing you.

then, the whiskey fully hit his bloodstream, and his adhd brain completely hijacked the cockpit. suddenly, he bolted upright, and the blown-out desire in his eyes was replaced by a spark of hyperactivity.

"wait," he gasped, his voice still deep and raspy from the makeout, which only made what came next worse. "babe, wait. hold on. i just remembered something."

you blinked, dazed, expecting him to pull out a condom or maybe lock the door. instead, jungkook scrambled to the edge of the bed, aggressively slapped around his nightstand, and yanked his ipad off the charger. he immediately unlocked it, the bright screen illuminating his intensely focused face, completely forgetting you were even there.

you sat up, adjusting your slipped strap in complete confusion, staring at him with a look that slowly morphed into slight disgust. "jungkook? what are you doing?"

"the t-rex," he muttered, tapping the screen furiously. "people always disrespect the t-rex because of the little arms, right? like, you look at them and think, haha, stupid dead lizard. but it was literally an apex predator. check this out," he shoved the screen in your face, showing you a youtube video. "it didn't need arms, babe. it was a very fast predator. immaculate bite force, like, it could crush a car. why is everyone making fun of its arms when its jaw could literally pulverize everything in sight?"

"we were literally just using tongues, and now you're lecturing me on dinosaurs?" you asked, deadpan, blinking at him.

he didn't hear you, already bored with the ipad, completely forgetting whatever point he was trying to prove. he tossed it to the side, stood on the bed, and began aggressively performing the macarena choreography while humming the beat under his breath. his coordination was shockingly good for a drunk man, which somehow made it even more frustrating.

when a drunk jungkook's brain decided to switch gears, it didn't just shift like a normal human being intoxicated with alcohol. it drifted across six lanes of traffic and crashed into a brick wall. he was entirely unpredictable.

"okay, i'm going home," you sighed, reaching around the tangled sheets to look for your purse. "where is my–"

"look at me!"

your biggest mistake was to look up. your boyfriend had somehow managed to unhook your bra from the floor where it had been discarded earlier. he had the cups pressed against his eyes like a pair of lacy goggles, the straps wrapped clumsily around his ears.

"jungkook, put my bra down."

"i am a creature of the night," he whispered solemnly through the black lace. his nose squished against the fabric, an incredibly proud, drunken grin stretching across his lips.

before you could even process the image, he slid off the bed, hit the floor with a soft thud, and immediately scrambled underneath the bed frame. the only thing visible was his feet sticking out from under the dust ruffle.

"jungkook?" you leaned over the edge, peering into the dark gap.

he covered his eyes with the bra cups again, shuffling deeper into the shadows. "spiderman!" he screamed into the floorboards. "tell tony they're coming for me! hide me!"

you stared at the empty space where your hot boyfriend had been worshipping your body just minutes prior. your lipstick was smudged, your hair was a mess, your chest was bare, and he was pretending to be a marvel character... why are you not even surprised?

sighing, you pulled out your phone, unlocked it with a swipe, and opened your uber app. as you tapped confirm, a muffled voice from beneath the mattress yelled, "jagi~ did you know birds are technically dinosaurs?"

"the uber will be here in six minutes," you told the floorboards, pulling your dress strap back up.

"wait, don't go yet!" the lace-eyed creature cries out, wiggling his legs. "i forgot to tell you about the killer whales!"

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( 𝓔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐒 ) 𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿. ˖Ი𐑼⋆ sfw +++ suggestive. while teasing your boyfriend about his new instagram profile picture, he reminds you that no matter how many fans match his aesthetic, you're the only perfect match for him.

"should i change my profile picture?"

the room is filled with repetitive tiktok audios on his phone. you’re tucked firmly against JUNGKOOK'S chest, his tattooed arm draped possessively over your waist to keep you maximally close to him. it’s one of those rare moments of absolute peace where you pay no mind to the world. because to the rest of the world, you don’t exist in his space: you’re just an ordinary girl, a connection made through your friend and his hyung yoongi, and for that, your boyfriend is forever grateful to the universe.

swipping past another video, a small smile tugging at your lips as jungkook just brings his hand up to lazily tangle his fingers in your hair.

"hm? well... if you want to, jagi. why, found a cute selfie?"

you chuckle, shifting slightly so you can look at him properly. "not exactly. i was thinking of changing it to lucy."

that gets a slight twitch of his eyebrows, but the dots still aren't connecting in his brain. "lucy... like from edgerunners?"

"yeah," your voice teasing up a notch. "you know, so we can match since you're david now. but... then again, every army changed theirs. you’re already matching with a few million people, so maybe i'll just put rebecca."

the sleepy state of your boyfriend disappears instantly, as his phone is locked and tossed onto the nightstand without a single glance. before you can even laugh, jungkook shifts his weight, rolling over so he’s hovering right above you, pinning you into the soft mattress.

"what did you just say?" he asks, his eyes locked onto yours, a competitive look in them.

"i'm just saying," you tease, trying to wiggle out from under him, though you aren't trying very hard. "you're already taken, david. the spot's filled, but not by me."

"oh, is that so?"

he traps your wrists above your head with one hand, completely neutralizing your escape attempt. you burst out laughing as he attacks your neck, burying his face in the crook of your collarbone to blow raspberries against your skin, making you squirm and shriek softly into the quiet room.

"gukk, stop! it's tickles!" you gasp as you try to hook your legs around his to flip him over, but he easily blocks you by trapping your thighs.

eventually he stops the tickle attack but stays incredibly close, his breath warm against your skin. his lips up to your jawline, and then slowly, he takes a small nip of your earlobe.

"say it again, jagi." he whispers against your ear, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin right behind it.

"you're a menace to society," you breathe out, your hands winding around his neck now that he's released your wrists.

"i love my fans, you know i do." jungkook props himself up on his elbows, framing your face with his hands, thumbing your cheekbone, "but I love you more."

leaning down to press a lingering soft kiss to your lips that tastes like the strawberry lollipop he had half an hour ago.

"if you put lucy," he murmurs, a cheeky smile forming on his lips, "it means i'm only matching with you."

he kisses you again, gentler this time, before rolling back to his side and pulling you right back into his chest, wrapping his arms around you so tightly there's no space left between you. "now... get your phone so i can watch you change it."

© KISSKKU do not copy, repost or modify my work.

( 𝓣𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 ) 𝗼𝘁𝟳 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿. ˖Ი𐑼⋆ smau +++ mdni. your best friend accidentally finds out what kink you are into and who else to try it out with, if not him, the person you trust the most in this world? cw: bdsm dynamics (daddy kink, marking, bondage, oral fixation, sadomasochism, blindfolds, and predator/prey).

( 𝓕𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 ) 𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿. ˖Ი𐑼⋆ smau +++ mdni. no strings attached was the original agreement, but between the purple marks on your neck and the deleted messages, the boundaries have completely blurred because jungkook is secretly falling in love with you.

( 𝓗𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄 ) 𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿. ˖Ი𐑼⋆ nsfw +++ mdni. your now husband is so hopelessly obsessed with you that on your very first night as his wife, he plants the seeds of your future deep inside you.

the waves are crashing right outside the villa, but the only sound filling the room is the wet slaps of skin against skin and the broken way you’re gasping for air.

you are officially mrs. jeon, and your husband had been repeating it like a mantra all night, burying its reality deep inside your body. this whole exotic resort and the massive seaside mansion he booked for the honeymoon are breathtaking, but JUNGKOOK hasn't looked at the ocean once. his entire world is narrowed down to you pinned beneath him, completely wrecked in the best way possible. your waterproof mascara is ruined, leaving dark trails down your cheeks as happy tears mix with the sweat on your skin. your lipstick is smudged past your lip line, your mouth swollen and bruised from how hard he’s been kissing you.

"gukk... please, i-" you murmur through tears and breathy moans, your hands trembling as you claw at his biceps, your nails digging deep into the hard muscle of his arms just to hold on. "i can't… it's too much, baby, please…"

"you thought we were done, right?" he grunts, his chest heaving as he looks down at exactly where your bodies connect. he’s completely breathless, eyes dark and blown out with pure devotion that may seem like an obsession. "my love, we’re not done… i said i’m not done, understand?"

wrapping your legs tight around his waist, locking him in because you want him even deeper so he can erase every shred of space between you, and jungkook happily obliges. he grips your hips, the veins in his forearms bulging as he pins you down and thrusts his cock into you with a devastating force. it pleasantly hurts, a stretching ache that makes your vision go entirely white.

you’ve made love before, fucked until the sunrise on countless weekends, but tonight is a beautiful finality. you belong to him, and he belongs to you. jungkook is a yearner at his core, a man who has dreamed for this exact moment, and now that the gold band is solid on his finger, his love has spilled over and over until it rearranged your dna. you are so gentle, so mesmerising, so completely his, and the realization that he finally gets to keep you forever has driven him insane.

"look at you," he rasps, catching a tear with his thumb, smearing the black ink across your cheekbone, driving himself into you so slowly that it makes you sob. "look how good you're taking me. so pretty for me... my beautiful and perfect wife."

your mind is entirely gone to the point of hysteria, full to the absolute brim. the stars behind your closed eyelids are brighter than the night sky outside the window. you wouldn't even be surprised if a baby started growing inside you after tonight, because he is fucking you with the intent of really trying to leave his mark so deep it alters something in your womb.

you’re so tired, but he keeps pounding into you, his pace quickening as the sensation builds. he’s obsessed with you, praising your tight cunt for taking him so well, and that's one way to say it, as the weight of his love feels heavy enough to drown in.

"i'm gonna fill you up, yeah?" punishing your sweet spots until you’re shaking all over. "you're mine now, and i'm putting a baby in you, hm?"

delivering a few more devastating thrusts before his whole body goes rigid. jungkook throws his head back, a loud groan tearing from his throat as he unloads completely deep inside you. his cock is pulsating hard and pumping thick, warm waves of cum directly against your cervix, sealing the deal of your marriage in the filthiest way possible, as it floods you to overflowing. his release triggers your own orgasm, milking him for every last drop as you sob out his name.

he collapses on top of you, completely spent, burying his face in your neck as his cock twitches inside you, kissing the wet trail of your tears, whispering how much he loves you over and over against your skin. his heart hammering against your ribs, looking down at you with a gaze full of softness and adoration. nine months from now, you’ll remember this as the night your husband loved you until there was nothing left of either of you.

"thank you for marrying me..." wrapping his arms tight around you, locking your bodies together as the mess continues to pool between your thighs, his voice dropping to a tired whimper. "i love you so much."

and you know he loves you to an extreme amount because the moment you are back home, you have to start clearing out that spare room next to your bedroom. why? well, to build a nursery for the legacy he just planted deep inside your womb, the sweet consequence of his devotion already becoming your future.

© KISSKKU do not copy, repost or modify my work.

( 𝓛𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐎𝐏 ) 𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿. ˖Ი𐑼⋆ sfw +++ suggestive. like sugar on his tongue, he turns guessing a lollipop flavor into an excuse to keep stealing kisses from you.

JUNGKOOK lets the candy wrapper crinkle on purpose. you can’t see him through the sleep mask, but you hear the small rustle and click of the plastic stick against his teeth. a second later, his fingers hook under your chin, tilting your face up while you’re still straddling his lap.

"ready?" he murmurs, and before you can answer, his lips press against yours.

the kiss is slow at first, almost thoughtful, making you immediately feel the cool brush of his lip piercing against your mouth as it warms up. the faint sweetness of the lollipop seeps between your lips when he deepens it enough to make you taste it. you hum softly against him, concentrating, your hands sliding up his shoulders to his neck.

"cola?"

"mhm."

you try again later, guessing everything like strawberry, green apple, and even watermelon, which had you leaning back in to double-check while he happily let you kiss him again, and again… and again. now your hands cup his face as you pull away, slightly breathless.

"choco-vanilla?" you murmur, his hands are still resting on your thighs, thumbs rubbing soothing circles over your skin, giving you a playful squeeze.

"hmm," he hums, pretending to think. "wanna try again?"

"baby, i think i got it right. this is the fifth time you’ve made me try again."

"i don’t see you complaining." your boyfriend sounds far too pleased with himself.

jungkook kisses you again, this time the sweetness on his tongue mixing with the faint chocolatey flavor you’d just guessed. your fingers curl slightly in his hair as his grip on your thighs tightens, pulling you closer. the sugar on his tongue is melting, so addictive that you can’t separate the candy from him anymore.

"focus," you gasp softly into his mouth, and he seems to like that, though he’s the one who keeps kissing you.

"i am–"

the words dissolve when his hands slide higher along your thighs, to your waist, making your breath hitch, until they rest on your face. it's dizzying now, the taste lingering every time your mouths part and meet again, as a soft moan slip from you. he pauses, then you feel his smile.

"that didn’t sound like someone concentrating." his fingers slip behind your head, gently tugging the sleep mask up and off. the room’s light floods your eyes, and the first thing you see is him: messy hair, slightly swollen lips, the lollipop stick hooked lazily between his fingers, and that look on his face.

"you were right, by the way."

"about the flavor?"

"yeah."

you stare at him, blinking, eyes suddenly widening, "jungkook–"

he leans in again, cutting you off for the nth time, brushing his lips over yours in another lingering kiss, not rushing for anything, he wants you as close as possible until he gets tired of this game, and it probably won't be soon. when he pulls back this time, one hand slides back to your waist, keeping you exactly where he wants.

"but," he adds softly, eyes flicking down to your mouth, his thumb tilts your chin up again. "i don’t think we are done yet... say, one more try?"

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