Your head is hammering harshly against your skull when you first wake up. There’s no warm body beside you, no arms wrapped around your stomach and for a moment you’re actually grateful- you’d done some pretty wild shit the night before and you weren’t exactly sure how you’d be able to speak to Jungkook now that the both of you are actually sober. You have never gotten tipsy with him around and the first time you do, the night becomes so eventful. You aren’t sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

When you look towards the nightstand, there’s an Advil waiting for you alongside a glass of water. You smile at the simple yet thoughtful action and you hope you don’t throw up when you see him from the nerves. Come to think of it, he had eaten you out twice but you have never been able to reciprocate in both instances having been too tired. “Fuck,” You mumble as you finally get up, wondering how bad that must have been for him.

Your bare feet pad against the wooden floor and you notice that you’re wearing a simple oversized tee along with some boxer shorts- Jungkook’s clothing. It smells like him. You finally reach the en-suite bathroom and wash your face, tying your hair into a messy bun from a rubber band you found placed on his desk. You gargle and try to make yourself a little bit more presentable by rubbing off the makeup you hadn’t had the chance to remove last night.

Soon enough, you step out of the bedroom and hear faint music from along the hallway. You follow the sound and you’re met with the back of your boyfriend, who’s busy typing away on his phone. Silently, you make your way towards him and hug him from behind. He instantly smiles and places his hands on top of yours, placing a light peck on your jaw. “Good morning, love.”

You barely feel like shit now and it amazes you how wondrous it can be to be in his presence first thing in the morning. It felt so domestic and you were happy- perfectly content with how lazy the day seemed. You whisper your own good morning to him, letting go of him just to sit down on his lap, turning your head over to give him a proper kiss on the lips. He tells you he got you coffee and a donut from the nearest shop and you thank him for both that and the medicine, telling him that you really appreciated his actions.  You take a seat on a stool on the other edge of the counter where you can fully see his face.

Surprisingly, he doesn’t even open his phone after that, placing the device on the counter. He watches you eat intently, but not to the point that would appear creepy or annoying. If you’re honest, you don’t think anything he does will ever be creepy or annoying to you because you’re practically whipped for him. You hope that he feels the same way.

“Where’s Taehyung?” You ask, your raspy voice filling in the silence with the exception of the music playing in the background. “I’m gonna take a wild guess and bet he’s still at Yoongi and Hoseok’s. He parties really hard after all.” With that, you nod and let the topic die. You’re worried that he was going to ignore last night, but after a few minutes he initiates the conversation this time, about to give you an explanation.

“Y/N, about last night…” He reaches over to scratch the back of his head, refusing to meet your eyes. “I know you were tipsy and everything and I also know you haven’t… well…” Jungkook’s voice trails off and you know what he’s about to say. You can also see that he’s beating himself up over having you in that position when you clearly weren’t sober and he’s just gauging if you actually remember what had happened.

“I remember everything, Kook.” You reply casually, taking a sip of your coffee which is no longer warm. You assume you must have been passed out for a longer time than you think, the sun shining high in the sky. “I also was in full control of everything I was doing, so I hope you aren’t worrying or thinking about that too much.”

He looks at you, listening to every word you were saying. “I also knew you were a bit tipsy too, but I don’t think there’s anything to worry about at all,”

“If you ask me, I clearly wanted you and I have no idea how you didn’t fuck me when I was practically at your disposal- waiting for you to do so.” His eyes widen at how blunt you are and he stutters saying his next words.

“I just didn’t know if you were ready, I mean, I didn’t want you to wake up today and think that you made a mistake. I don’t want to pressure you into doing anything.“ He responds, sighing. He’s happy you remember everything but as for the daddy part, he hopes you’ll let that go even though he realizes he does have that kink. Fuck, just thinking about how you called him that turns him on.

You can see the surprise on his face when you get up from your chair and make your way towards him. The look in your eyes changed so drastically over the span of a few seconds. If you didn’t want him to be your first, you surely want it to be him now because of how much he respected you and took care of you, putting you before any of his needs.

“If you weren’t sure if I was ready, I hope you know that I’m ready now. I’m even on the pill.” Your lips latch themselves on the soft spot of his, sucking lightly. Your tongue soothes over the bruise you’re sure will form on his neck. You can hear his voice and feel the vibration of his throat as you continue marking him- “So you like it when I touch you like that?”

You hum in response, and he gets up, pushing you up against the wall near the hallway. A small gasp escapes your throat, Jungkook’s forehead pressed right against yours. His eyes have darkened in shade and you know that there’s no turning back now. “You like it when I push you against a wall?”

Your breath hitches as he stares into your own eyes while waiting for a response. “Yes,” you shakily breathe out and that seems to drive him insane.

“You like knowing I want to fuck you so badly, baby?”

You nod in response, unable to speak at this point. Before you can blink, he’s pushing you back in the direction of his room as he connects your lips, passionately kissing you. You’re melting under his warm touch, unable to think about anything expect him and how good he makes you feel. When you part your lips to catch your breath, he commands you to jump and you do so, locking your legs around his waist. His bulge is directly in front of your core and you feel yourself growing wet from the contact. Soon, you’re in his room and he’s stripping you off of his own shirt, revealing your bare torso to him.

“Fucking gorgeous,” He says before kissing you all over, lingering on certain spots to leave bruises. All you can do it pant, whispering his name over and over again as you continue to be the recipient of his rough lips marking your chest. It isn’t long before he takes off his own shirt and he moves down to your lower region, pushing the boxers he lent you down.

“You were so tight around my fingers the first time I ever touched you and you were still so tight last night, how are you gonna take my cock?” He groans, mouth moving over to your core. He places his fingers against your clit and coats them in your juices, leaving you needy for more. “I’m a big girl…” You moan, Jungkook’s tongue flat against your entrance. “I can, fuck, I can take it!”

He continues to attack your pussy, trying to get you even wetter to prepare you for him and he seems to be doing a good job because you’re just about soiling the sheets, dripping for him. He spreads your wetness around your entire entrance, slipping his fingers between your folds. You mutter out a string of curses, so frustrated because you feel so empty.

He pushes his bottoms down and for the first time, his length is exposed to you. He’s big and you’re almost scared of how painful you think the process will be but you’re eager too, seeing how hard he is for you. Your mouth waters and you crawl over to him, grazing your hand over his well-defined stomach and you end up holding his cock. You wrap your hand around it, slowly moving up and down and you see him tense at your unexpected movements. “Jesus, Y/N… Keep doing that,” He grunts and you bring your lips down to the head. You place a quick peck on the tip before swirling your tongue over it, making him suddenly buck his hips up. You take one of his balls in your other hand and massage it slowly, wanting to see how he’ll react to it.

“Fucking hell!” He says, knitting his fingers in your hair. “Where did you learn to do this?” His voice comes out in shaky breaths, telling you you must be doing something right. You decide to be a little bit more daring and you take his dick in your mouth, pushing down until tears are brimming your eyes. You hastily get back up, taking a large breath. You repeat the motion as Jungkook’s hips stutter, his eyes rolling to the back of his head from the intense pleasure. This time, you breathe through your nose and look up at him. You bob your head up and down and he makes eye contact with you, sending you an encouraging look.

“Keep your eyes on me, baby girl, fuck, just like that.” You make sure you keep your eyes open and before long, he gently pushes you off him, making you lie down on the bed. He sees the confusion on your face. “I can’t wait any longer,” He says, lining his tip up with your entrance. Before anything, you place a hand on his stomach, reminding him about the condom. “No need, I haven’t fucked anyone bareback.” At his words, you relax, falling back down on the plush bed.

“This might hurt at first so just tell me if you want me to stop, okay?” He leans forward to place his forehead on yours for the second time that day, ready to observe your reaction in case it was too painful for you to handle. He finally pushes in, the tip entering your warmth slowly as you will yourself to be strong even though it feels like you’re being torn apart. You try to spread your legs more to allow him more access as he whispers sweet nothings in your ear. “You’re so tight, god,”

He pushes in more, almost half of his length in you. At this point, a tear slips out of your eye and he takes one hand off your hips to wipe it, placing a kiss on your lips. “You can do it, Y/N,” He places his mouth on yours once again, trying to distract you as he presses in deeper. He can’t comprehend how well you’re taking him, walls wrapping around him so tightly. A minute later, he’s buried in you fully and you let out a breath you weren’t aware you had been holding. “You’re amazing, I love you,” He groans, and after a moment, you tell him he can start moving. “I love you too,” You reply shyly, blush creeping up to your cheeks. You don’t know If there’s blood or not, and you don’t really care because all you can think about is the discomfort mixed with the happiness his words brought you.

Jungkook obliges, continuing to move gently. He holds you hips and thrusts slowly and deeply. The first few times he does this feels weird but eventually, the pain subsides. It takes another few movements of his hips before you tell him to speed up, his pelvis hitting yours as he moves sharply, cock buried in you to the hilt. Both of you are reduced to a hot, moaning mess as his skin becomes coated in a sheen layer of sweat. “You take my dick so well- shit,”

You move your hips to meet with his before you urge him to give you more, no longer satisfied with the way he’s moving. “Fuck, harder!” You let out a whimper as he struggles to satisfy you with your walls so clenched around him. Your name drops from his lips like a mantra- both of you so far gone in the ecstasy you’re giving each other. “Come on, god, right there-“ You can barely finish your sentence as he hits your g-spot, his thrusts becoming more powerful. You’re so close, so so so close, and if he pushes in further you know it won’t be long before you come undone. Throwing your pride away, you place your mouth beside his earlobe.

“Deeper, daddy.”

Fuck. Jungkook stops moving, a bit taken aback from how you were able to call him that in a sober, more conscious state before he growls, his grip on your hips so tight you’re sure he’ll leave bruises. “You fucking asked for it.”

He slams into you so suddenly, eliciting a loud moan from you as he pushes all the way.. You can feel your walls stretching even more to take him all up and though it was so extreme, you were so wet so he continued to slip right in. His greedy lips meet your skin as his hair becomes beaded with sweat while he marks your collarbone. A hand leaves your side to rub your clit and soon you’re yelling out loud, not caring if any of his neighbors could hear you.

“I’m coming, oh fuck, you fill me up so well,”

Your orgasm hits you like a bus, crashing into you hard. Your back arches off the bed and your toes curl, Jungkook forcing himself to open his eyes just to see you fall apart underneath him. Your grip on his shoulders tighten and you scratch his back before falling back down on the mattress, overwhelmed. Jungkook continues to thrust in you, chasing after his own high which he reaches soon after, cursing and chanting your name.

It takes a few minutes for you two to catch your breath, his body collapsing right beside you. He’s never gone that hard, that fast and that deep before, mind spinning at how good he felt inside you. You were worth the wait, and all he could think about was how on earth he would keep his hands off of you now that he’s already tasted what it’s like to make love to you.

“I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too.”