Eigentlich will ich nur mit dir Händchen halten ❤

*- Smut

BTS

Jungkook

The City Part 1; Part 2*; Part 3*; Part 4*

Bruised Knuckles

ACOTAR

Azriel

The best present

You can feel him chuckle beneath you and you just know that he’s still going to be a little maniac today. The two of you are supposed to go out with your friends to one of the better clubs in town. Jungkooks security detail – Hong Min, a very friendly Dude who looks like he could bulldoze you with his body – already checked out the place, bossed the owner into giving you all a place in the more secluded VIP-area and gave you the same security checklist as every time you go out together. But you’re totally fine with it, after having to witness Jungkook getting absolutely moped in Seoul Airport while all you could do was stay in the car and watch him disappear in the crowd. And Hong Min was cool and easy going while being a total badass.

So, if the only way to enjoy a safe night out is to have all these precautions, then so be it. The first time Jungkook had taken you to a club it had been in Seoul, in a place where Idols could mingle without fearing to be photographed. It had been wild, a mix of senior Idols, freshly debuted groups, some brave trainees who had snuck out, managers and everyone that had some tie to the industry. Jimin had introduced you to a million people you had never seen before or again, while Taehyung was lost in the crowd in minutes and Hobi dragged you right to the dancefloor. You had never been more grateful to your mom for signing you up for dance classes at a really young age as in this moment.

Jungkook had been the most perfect boyfriend all night. He had danced with, kissed you stupid, brought you drinks, introduced you to all his friends that had been there and kept the creeps away. You had rewarded him with a blowjob later that night. 

Going out in a different country than Korea had been an adventure in itself though – especially when you were still hiding your relationship. His team had scooped out places, where you could be safe, had made sure no one knew he was coming. It did become easier when people realized why he was in Italy so much. And tonight, you were going to make the most of it.

“Shower together?”, your boy asked, as you were just thinking about reopening one of your scripts. Your mind immediately went to his skin, wet under your fingers. “Guess that would be better than studying”, you winked at him, while he huffed, grabbing your hips as you stood up from the couch. Warm lips meet your neck, as you stumble through the door to your small bathroom, the space just being wide enough for two people standing beside each other. You grab at the sink, closing in on yourself, while Jungkooks hands already found their way underneath your shirt, grabbing at your boobs, tickling their way up to your armpits and shoving the shirt up. 

You laugh, trying to get away from his touch, while simultaneously shoving at his trousers. Your clothes get thrown to the ground a minute later, and your bodies find each other under the lukewarm spray of your small shower.

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“Get moving my friends, we have drinks to drink!”, your best friend screamed your way, as you step out of the vehicle Hong Min got for you to drive to the club. Jungkooks bodyguard is already outside, giving your friend an unimpressed look, as he opens the door wider for you. Your feet – dressed in white sneakers – hit the concrete in front of the back entrance to the club. Your hands smooth down the glittery dress your wearing, while Jungkook exits the car in a black-on-black outfit, that had your head already reeling when you left your flat a few minutes earlier. 

His hand grabs yours, as you see a few girls mingling around the corner, phone cameras ready. The whispers start the second his fingers intertwine with yours, but you just smile friendly in their general direction and Jungkook gives a short wave while disappearing into the club and dragging you behind.

“So weird, going out with the two of you. But I can definitely get used to these VIP-Booth-Thing”, your friend calls inside, when you meet her in the space Hong Min had reserved for you. You laugh hugging her tight, before greeting the rest of your group. Jungkook is already deep in conversation with one of your fellow students. 

“Two peas in a pod these two”, one of your friends says, as she pushes a drink into your hand. Her eyes are fixed on Jungkooks conversation partner, and you grin to yourself. “Yeah, they really hit it off – you wanna bring both of them drinks over?”, you question her. Her cheeks turn a cute pink as she tries to stutter her way out of it. “Come on girl, go!”, Y/B/F says, shoving her into the boy’s general direction. A few seconds later Jungkook is back at your side, while your friends are left talking alone.

“Cute.”, he mumbles into your ears, while toasting with Y/B/F.

“Yeah. I think they had a thing for each other for a while now”, you say over the loud music, nursing on your drink and letting your eyes roam through the club and over the packed dancefloor. Jungkook hips are already swaying to the beat, and you know that it won’t take long before you’ll get dragged between all the swaying bodies. Just thinking about the (very) unimpressed face Hong Min is going to have, while he keeps an eye on you two down at the dancefloor lets you chuckle a bit. He hates it but gave up a long time ago to try and make Jungkook stay in the Booth – it never really worked anyway.

As the DJ goes from one hit-remix to another you mingle with your friends, while Jungkook hangs out with the boys. Being in the country as often as he can he is far from a stranger to your male friends, sometimes even having little dates on their own when he’s here. You’re in the middle of discussing the new bar in town, when hands wrap around your waist, hips swaying along your ass. “Come dance with me?”, Jungkook mumbles into your ear. And who are you to deny your Boy a favor. You wave your friends over, grab Jungkooks hand and make your way over to the dancefloor. Nodding at Hong Min your boyfriends pulls you in front of him, practically shoving you in the middle of the floor. Only seconds later you lose yourself in the music, the vibe, Jungkooks hands all over your body, his moves, your moves and everything there is to be.

Screaming your favorite songs in his ear, pulling stupid moves with your friends or slow-dancing with Jungkook, you get it all – and more. You can feel his eyes on you the entire time, moving his body in the way of all the boys trying to get closer to your little group, spinning you into his body time and time again. It’s in the early hours of the new day and you all are pleasantly buzzed, when his hands start moving with more purpose, grazing the underside of your boobs over your dress or resting far lower on your back, then appropriate. “You getting hot, sweet boy?”, you whisper in his ear and his eyes darken. His lips find yours and he pulls you into a deep kiss, that is probably going to end up on all the timelines with the way phones keep appearing around the club and Hong Min can’t put everyone filming in their place. “Want you alone”, your boy mumbles against your lips. “We can leave if you want?”, you say but Jungkook just shakes his head. “I like the music, but I want you naked”, he says, and you blush a little. Jungkook smirks at that, turns around on the spot and shoves his way through the crowd. Thoroughly confused you turn back to your friends and shrug, when Y/B/F throws you a questioning look. You’ve been dancing no more than three songs, when Jungkook appears back beside you, grabs your hand and shouts an apology to your friends over the music. You don’t even have time you question him, when he marches you back to the VIP-Booth, right past the chairs and tables, right in front of a door labeled “private”. “Are you fucking serious?”, you say with a laugh, as he pulls out a key and opens the door.

He pushes you into the room and while he locks up, you look around. The room is small but filled with a set of couches that indicate something like a lounge-room. Maybe a break room for the staff? There is a fridge, a little kitchen area and a few windows looking straight down on the Dancefloor. “Did you get yourself a key to get me naked in here?”, you question as you turn around. “Hell yeah”, Jungkook says while already out of his black shirt and opening his trousers. Your eyes instantly wander to his abdomen, down to his tattooed fingers that push down his pants. He already lost his shoes, leaving him in only his black boxer and toe-socks in the same shade of darkness. “Oh god”, you mumble as he keeps coming your way, arm slinging around your waist. He pulls your face close, pressing a wet kiss to your neck before his lips met yours. You can do nothing but jump in on the ride, stroking his arms, neck, hair and back while Jungkook marches the two of you to one of the sofas. 

Between heated kisses he slowly pushes you down on it, settling himself between your legs and shoving your dress up over your ass. “God, your wild today”, you say as he licks over your right hip, pushing his nose in between your legs. You shudder, automatically trying to close them, but Jungkook keeps them apart, dragging his pointer finger over your already soaked underwear. “Baby…”, you whisper, feeling him push the material to the side. You groan, as he swipes his tongue through your folds and nibbles on your clit. Your hands find a place in his hair, pulling him closer to you. One of his fingers joins the action as he pushes it into you, making you moan out loud. “I wanted to feel you wrapped around me all night, baby. You look so good tonight; you smell so good. They way you feel…”, he says, helping you move on his finger. You love when he gets into this mood, making you sweat in the most delicious way. “Kook, please”, you moan, as he pushes another finger into you, starring at you with his dark eyes.

“Turn around”, he says, and you listen all too willingly. He moves you as close to the back of the couch as he can, while positioning himself right between your spread legs. One of his hands finds the way to your boobs, pushing one side of your dress down und pulling the cup of your bra away. Squeezing your flesh, he pushes his underwear down with his other hand, moves your slip to the side and brings his hard cock to your wet folds. “So wet for me. This is probably going to be really short, baby”, he laughs embarrassedly into your neck, hiding his nose in your hair, while pushing into you. A loud groan escapes both of you, when he begins filling you up. “Just fuck me, please, I don’t care”, you say, feeling his hand sneak back between your legs as he begins moving. 

Your boy sets a brutal pace from the start, slapping his hips against yours, while stroking your clit just how you like it. The room is filled with moans and whispers, the slapping of skin echoing around. You’re already so close to coming when Kook pulls his hand from your tits, grabs your throat and pulls you back against him. The change in angle making your head spin. There are words leaving your mouth, but you have no idea what you’re saying, when you feel yourself nearing the cliff. “Come on me, need to feel it”, he says in his husky-sex-voice you love so much. Your fingers join his ministration on your clit and just a minute later your orgasm washes over you. Jungkook grunts as he feels you tightening around him, but never slows down. While you’re still shaking in his hands, his thrust become sloppy and erratic, just seconds later you feel him pumping his warm cum inside you. 

Jungkook basically collapses on your back and you both stay bend over the back of the couch with him still inside you. “That was wild”, you chuckle, grabbing his hands and folding them over your stomach. “Like you wild”, Kook says back, kissing your back. He pulls himself up a minute later, carefully taking his cock from you. As you go to straighten yourself up, he pushes you back down. “Want to see me leak out, i love my cum running down your legs”, he grunts, kissing your ass check and giving his half-hard cock a squeeze. You shudder, his words heating that spark in you back up – especially when you do eventually feel his cum leak out.

Jungkook hums behind you, pulling a tissue from your discarded handbag to clean you up. “Come, let’s go home”, he says when he’s done happily cleaning his cum from you, slowly pulling you up and off the couch. Your legs feel a little jelly as you go about straitening your underwear and outfit and you’re really glad you opted for your flat shoes today.

20 Minutes later you’re done saying goodbye to your friends and on the way to your car, when Hong Min turns around. “This is the first and last time I am returning a key to a room you clearly did dirty business in, Jungkook. Do that shit at home, I’m not getting paid enough for this”, he grumbles, holding the door for you.

Your boyfriend just laughs, grabbing Hong Mins shoulders and winking at him, while you look for a hole to swallow you.

“I’m sorry, Hong Min.”

“You should be. I will never forget the sounds”

“What?!”

“Well, I can’t leave him alone. I had to stand in front of the door.”

And with that you die a bit inside…

Your alarm went off again.

“Just stay..”, Jungkook mumbled behind you, letting his hand wander from your waist to your chest, softly squeezing one of your boobs. You chuckled lowly, cuddling closer for a second, before actually getting out of bed. Jungkook whine followed you into the bathroom and you threw a look back. Your boyfriend was sprawled out over the bed, his head under your pillow, one arm hanging over the bedside. Smiling you started to get ready for classes, grabbing one of Jungkooks weirdly soft Hoodies to throw on over your jeans and vans.

“Baby, I gotta go. Text me, when you wake up for real”, you whispered into his hair, kissing his head. Jungkook grabbed your wrist weakly, turning his head and motioned for a kiss, which you happily gave him.

“I can come meet Y/B/F/?”, he asked, blinking his eyes open for the first time today.

“If you want to, sure. There will be People though, we’re supposed to meet in the café”, you said, stroking through his hair.

“Don’t care. If it’s okay with her, I would like to be there – see you”, he answered, making your heart swell. You smiled, grabbing his hand, and kissing his knuckles. “I ask her and text you later, okay?”, you said, kissing his head again and finally standing up.

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Four hours later you were sitting in one of the most boring classes you ever witnessed. While your professor was talking on and on about everything in the free market, you were more engaged with your phone. Or more likely with the conversation you were holding with Jungkook.

J: Should have stay here. I more interesting. ;)

You: So true. But I can’t miss this class, I have to take an exam in it, and I have no idea what is going on.

J: ….

J: Sitting there helps?

You snorted, trying to cover it up with a cough. Jungkook was kinda right. Sitting here or trying to learn everything from the documents you were sure to receive from the professor would probably not make much of a difference. Your best friend smiled at you from the corner of her eyes, before shoving her phone in front of you.

 You know I wouldn’t be mad if you ditched me for Jungkook, right?

Your eyes started to water a bit, while reading the note. From the beginning she had been the most supportive from all your friends and family when it came to Jungkook. From figuring out, what your feelings towards the idol where, to booking flights and welcoming him in your group – she had been the true MVP.

I know. But I want to spend time with you, preferably both of you. So if you’re still okay with ending up on twitter, I’d love that.

You wrote, sliding the phone back. Your best friend grinned at that, threw her hair over one shoulder, and started typing.

Let’s see how many rumors there going to be if I am the affair.

You had to bite back a laugh at reading that. It would not be the first time that fans would state that.

You: Can you meet us at the cafè in like an hour?

J: Yeah, sure. 

J: Happy about it

J: Love you

You: < heart >

When you arrive at your meeting point after your gruesome class you where more than ready to dive into Jungkooks arms. Opening the door and holding it for your friend, you scanned the room before spotting him in one of the corners, three drinks already placed on the table in front of him. 

He smiled at both of you, hugging your friend tight, before animatedly telling her about remembering her order from last time. She laughed and took a deep swallow of her drink. “You did good, you actually did perfect. God, I want one like you too”, she mused. You smiled at their interaction grabbing Jungkooks hand and holding it tight. Your boyfriend offered her his big bunny smile before turning to you and kissing you deeply. “Missed you..”, he mumbled before pressing a seconds kiss on your lips and pulling you to his side of the table. After the first chit-chat between all of you had died down, you and your friend opened your papers, while Jungkook brought up his laptop.

“Uhh, careful big boy. That’s a Macbook, don’t you have a deal with Samsung?”, your friend teased, earning an eye roll from Jungkook. “Private time”, he said, throwing her a wink.  You smiled at that, throwing the listening waitress a glare. She had come to your table three times in the last 30 minutes only having eyes for Jungkook. You had grabbed his hand at her second visit, cuddling closer to him by the third. Having other women thirst over your boyfriend was something you would never get used to.

“She still watching?”, he asked, as he looked at your gaze.

“Listening in, actually.”

“Just kiss him and she will probably die a painful death”, your best friend said, turning around and raising her eyebrow at her.

“Na, I just need her to understand, that he is not public inventory, that can be touched and looked at by everyone”, you said, while Jungkook kissed your head.

“Just ignore her. Let’s start with whatever we must do, to understand what was going on in that class.” You snort at that and pull up your documents. While you and your friend try to figure out what was going on in your class, Jungkook puts his headphones on and zones into his laptop. 

Two hours later you have a headache coming on, a friend who is more concerned with getting spoilers about your boys’ new music than studying, at least two Teenagers taking pictures every time you so much as graze your boyfriends’ skin and absolutely no patience anymore. “Want to go?”, Jungkooks mumbles into your ear, while munching on one of the donuts he ordered for all of you.

“We can stay if you guys want. I’m just tired from people right now, I guess”, you state, while smiling softly.

“Nah, i am ready to go too. Productivity is over for today – or do you want to tell me, what that beat was you were working on?”, your friend says, grinning at Jungkook. You bite back a grin, while Kook only rolls his eyes.

“No.”, he states and closes his laptop dramatically. “Let’s go.”

You say goodbye in front of the café, grab Jungkooks hand and start to walk to your flat. Jungkook keeps chattering about all the little things he sees while roaming the streets of Verona and you smile through all of it. Your boy always had an eye for the things other people would never notice and seeing his eyes light up is the most endearing thing you have ever witnessed.

When you reach your flat, you dig out your key and Jungkook holds the door open for you to cross. Throwing your backpack into the corner you put your stuff on the Table and sigh. 

“You good?”, Jungkook asks while hugging you from behind.

“Yeah, just tired..”, you say while snuggling back into him. You close your eyes, feeling him kiss your hair and breath in deeply. Giving your neck a quick kiss, he navigates you to the couch and pushes you down.

“Sit down then. I’ll make food and then we can watch a movie?”, he asks and you swoon. What in the world made you so lucky, you found this man? “Sound perfect”, you say and grab a pillow to snuggle into. You spent the next hour in and out of conciseness, watching him cook up something from the ingredients you’ve got left and choosing one of the K-Dramas you had started to watch together in the last weeks. When your flat smells like the most delicious things ever he brings over two plates and you sit up.

“God, this looks good. Thank you so much”, you say before starting to eat. Throwing you a wink and holding your hand under the table, Jungkook starts to eat too, giving his opinions on the on-screen-couple every five seconds. You laugh at his chattering, loving the way his doe-eyes light up, his dimple showing itself and the genuine relaxed state he’s in. In the last three years you had seen him – and most of his members – in various mind states. High on new success, stressed out by the pandemic, totally overwork, carefree while dancing and drinking. You saw all the good and bad things but seeing him relaxed was your favorite thing in the whole world – well maybe the second favorite thing. Top of the chart would always be the smoldering looks he threw you here and there when you were out together. The hidden but lingering touches accompanied with a wink or a knowing grin – like right now. While the couple on the screen had just kissed for the first time, Kook leaned his head to the side and smirked at you.

“We could do that better?”, he asked while already leaning in. His lips meeting your teeth because you couldn’t help but laugh at his statement. His shocked expression made you laugh even more, cuddling into his side and hiding your face in his neck.

“No better, that was worse...”, he mumbled while lowly chuckling and pulling you onto his lap. Putting your leg on either side of his hips you leaned up to look down at your boy. His hair wasn’t styled, falling into his eyes a bit. Pushing one of the strands back you leaned down to give him a real kiss.

“Better?”

“Yeah. Need more.”

Letting his hands roam over your knees up to your hips and softly squeezing your butt, Jungkook kept kissing you, muttering small affirmations. You couldn’t help but shiver, when his hands wandered under your (his) hoodies pulling it up, only leaving your lips, to get the piece of clothing over your head. Throwing it over the back of the couch, he leaned his head back, looking at you with soft eyes.

“Let me love you?”

You sighed. Your day had neither been bad or extremely good and sex hadn’t been on your mind at all. Seeing him under you let your blood rise either way but you where way too comfortable to actually do something about it. You looked at him, felt his hands under the shirt you’ve been wearing beneath his hoodie and feeling your heart stutter. He was just the most beautiful and thoughtful guy on this planet, and you knew he’d be perfectly happy with just cuddling you. But you couldn’t deny that you wanted to feel his skin on yours, the thought of his breathless moans making you squirm in his lap.

“Just..Slow, please?”, you whispered, bumping his nose with yours. His eyes widened and he shook his head. Confused you raised your eyebrows sitting up abruptly. Was he actually serious right now? Trying to get up from his lap, he grabbed you by the waist and pulling you close. 

“No, no. We don’t need..I don’t…Let’s just cuddle. We don’t need to have sex. Don’t be mad, please. I’d never make you. Just wanted to help you relax, I never meant anything else, please”, he said, hiding his head between your shoulder and your neck. Your heart was still pounding. You actually had thought for a moment, that he didn’t want to take it slow. You should know he would have never meant it that way, but who knew? 

“Kook, it’s okay. I just thought by shaking your head you meant, you don’t want to go slow”, you said, kissing and stroking his hair.

“Always slow, love slow. Everything you want. I’d never say no to that, i was shaking my head, because I thought you thought you had to say yes. You don’t need to, you know. Never what I want, always want what you want”, he answered and looked up at you. His eyes as big as they got, he was starring up at you, searching for his answer. You smiled down at him grabbing his face between your hands and pressing a deep kiss to his lips. “I know. We’re okay, Kook”, you whispered while looking into his eyes. He visibly relaxed in your hold, leaning his head down beneath your chin. You rested your cheek on his head, caressing his back. His hands drawing circles on the skin of your hips, never straying higher or lower. “I want to sleep with you, but I also kind of don’t want to move”, you say. “Don’t move, just sit here. On me”, Jungkook replies, moving his head so he can see your eyes. His hands grip your hips, slowly moving them back and forth and you groan into his neck. He knows exactly that you love riding him, love having his cock inside you as long as you want. “Need to get naked for that”, you whisper, his heated gaze meeting yours. “No problem”, and before you can outer another word, your shirt is off, his following seconds after. He squeezes your butt softly, pushing you up a bit, so he can get your pants open and further down. Laughing you let yourself fall to the side to help him get the offending piece of clothing of. Your panties leave your body soon after before Jungkook grabs you and pulls you over his lap again. 

Kissing you, he reaches down between your legs, stroking your already wet folds and slowly pushing one of his long fingers in. You moan quietly and let you head fall onto his shoulder, while moving your hips on his finger.

“Yeah, baby. Keep going, take what you need”, he whispers in your ear, his breathy sounds creating shivers down your back and over your legs. You whimper, when he moves to push a second finger inside you, moving his other hand to your boob, squeezing it softly before opening his jeans with one hand, pulling his already hardening cock out. You watch him stroke himself from above, his fingers closing around the thick head, twisting his wrist the way you know he loves. You loosen your grip on his shoulder, stroking down his chest and put your hand right above his, caressing his length together, while his fingers keep up their steady rhythm inside you. 

“Inside me…Kook, please. Inside me”, you plead. Jungkook groans as you push your thump over the slit on his head, collecting the steady stream of precum flowing out. His fingers leave you – not without your protest – but he needs both of his hands, to rid himself of his jeans and underwear. You stand up, helping him remove the pieces, throwing them beside the couch the second their off.

“My socks, baby”, Jungkook laughs, as you push him back on the couch, straddling his hips and grabbing his cock.

“Nobody cares about your socks, right now. Trust me”, you answer seconds before the most obnoxious moan leaves your mouth. Sitting down on his cock always reminds you, why you love this exact position. Feeling him stretch you out, his hips under your legs, his hands on your ass, mouth loving on your boobs, you could happily stay like this forever. Jungkooks hands wandering from your ass to your hips, moving them back and forth brings you back to reality. You open your eyes, locking gazes with your boyfriends’ sparkling eyes. Sweat coating his hairline, he leans his head back against the couch and pulls you right against his chest.

“You said you don’t want to move, so let me do the work, women”, he grumbles into your ear, before his hips snap up and he pushes himself deeper inside you. You moan again, whimpering his name while clinging to his neck. Rotating your hips on him, he pushes in and out of you with slow but deep thrusts – exactly how you wanted him to. The problem? You kind off don`t want it slow anymore. You want his hips to slam into yours, want to feel him cum so deep inside you. 

“Faster, Kook. Please, want to feel you cum.”

He groans beneath you, following your wishes asap. Throwing your head back, you sit up, moving with him, making you hot all over. His hands wander from your hips to your boobs, pinching your nipples. You shiver, your muscles already starting you contract at the feeling. “Can feel how close you are, cum for me baby. Wanna make you feel good”, he says, sneaking his hands between the two of you, finding your clit. You can feel yourself nearing your high and when he starts to fuck you in earnest, never leaving your gaze you fall. Jungkooks hands encircle your waist, holding you through your orgasm and leaving kisses all over your head and shoulders. You feel yourself clear up and sit back up. “Wanna feel you too, take what you need, baby”, you whisper in his ear, raising up on your knees and dropping back down on him. Jungkook head falls on his chest, eyes closed, hands gripping your waist. He groans, opening his eyes back up and watching his cock disappear inside you. You feel him twitch, his body tensing up a second later and filling you with his warm cum. It takes a minute or two for both of you to come down, sharing soft kisses before you get up and giggle about his cum running down your legs. You make your way to your bathroom, taking care of business and pulling your hair into a new bun. 

When your back in the living room, Jungkook has already moved all the dishes into the kitchen and apparently grabbed your clothes and neatly folded them onto the couch. Standing butt-naked in the door to your bedroom he holds out his hands and pulls you closer when you grab it. “Bedtime? Can watch movie from there?”, he asks and kisses you on your nose. You sigh. Your boyfriend is just perfect.

“Yeah, let’s go. But you have to cuddle me.”

“Deal.”

And when you look at your phone an hour later, cuddled up under the blankets with Kook laughing at one of his favorite Youtubers beside you, you don’t care that your little café-date actually ended up trending on twitter. #JKslovetrip makes you smile to yourself and for the first time you like scrolling through your timeline when you see yourself on there.