First Time
Request:Â (Hey!!!! can I request a scenario where Jungkook knows his best friend hasnât had oral sex before and he wants her to experience it???? Thank you!!!!) ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Rated : M
âOkay, okay, okay!â Jungkook yelled, his hands raised in defense. âI was just saying. You donât need to get so abusive.â He grumbled, causing you to scoff.
âI am not defensive. I just donât like talking about it. And youâre not helping either, Jungkook.â You glared.
âLook, Iâm just saying okay. I think itâs weird that you lost it to a guy and stayed with him, he didnât go down on you throughout your entire sexual relationship. At all.â
This was exactly the reason you never told him anything. Youâd recently broken up from a year-long relationship, and simply asked for some company, but what does your best friend do? Ask about the sex.
âWas he supposed to? How do you know that we specifically agreed to keep it sex only?â You raised your brow.
âWell did you?â He raises his, while a stupid smirk spread across his face.
âOkay, maybe not, bu-â
âNo âbutsâ.â He said, holding his finger up. âThe offer still stands.â He shrugged.
You groaned and walked away from him, opting to lay face down on the couch. Where did he even get this idea? So what if youâve never received head, why would he suggest to do it?
You rolled your eyes. âYouâre ridiculous, you know that? No normal person just suggests going down on their best friend.â
âIn my opinion, I think that makes me a great best friend.â He winked.
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It had been a week since your not-so-pleasant conversation with Jungkook, and he hadnât let up. It seemed that no matter what you talked about, it always led back to him bringing up his little âofferâ.
At this point, you were about to let him just so he could stop asking. I mean, itâs not that the idea completely weirded you out, but Jungkook was your best friend. Had been since you guys were ten. It seemed off to throw that to the side for the sake of sex, or in your case, lack thereof. The idea interested you, but things just wouldnât be the same.
Before you could ponder on the thought any longer, your doorbell rang, signaling your friend had arrived, meaning your food did too.
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âOkay, but is he hot?â She asked, shoving a chicken strip into her mouth, and making you choke on yours.
âIâll take that as a âyesâ.â She smiled. âI donât see the problem, y/n. He offered, heâs obviously into you, and heâs hot. Why would you turn this down?â
You sighed. âI donât know. I guess itâs weird because weâve grown up together? Iâve never seen me as more than a friend.â You shrugged.
âNot once? At all?â She narrowed her eyes.
âOkay, maybe once or twice. When drunk.â
âDrunk words are sober thoughts.â She piped, causing you to groan. âJust let it happen, and if it goes up in flames, you can punch me in the throat.â She smiled before taking a sip of her drink. âWhatâs the worse that could happen?â
You knew she was right. What was the worst that could happen?
You looked at her and nodded before reaching for your phone. âGet it, girl.â She smiled at you.
âLetâs say I agree with your little proposal, how exactly would that happen?â
âWell, I can come over if you want me too.â
âHe wants to come over.â You glanced at your friend nervously.
âThen let him come over?â She raised a brow.
You rolled your eyes at how casual she was about this, making a mental note to be care-free about her next big problem.
âYou really are no help.â You grumbled, throwing a fry at her.
âAnd youâre overthinking something extremely simple.â She said, taking a bite out of said fry. âIf you donât tell him to come over, Iâm gonna take your phone and do it for you.â
The threat alone had you clutching your phone as you quickly typed your response.
âOn my way.â
âGuess thatâs my cue to go.â You friend smiled, getting up to leave and taking her take out bag with her. âDonât back out!â She yelled as she closed the door.
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âSo.â You started, staring at Jungkook. âYou didnât really tell what you would do.â You said, your voice trailing off.
âAnd you never said yes.â He simply replied, leaning onto his arm.
ââCause I want to kno-â
âWhereâs the fun in knowing? Isnât the surprise what makes it worth it?â
He had a point. Itâs not like the expectation and the reality of it all would equal out. And you already got this far. There was no point in backing out now.
âBut if you really want to kn-â
âYes,â You blurted out, knowing youâd change your mind if you waited anymore, unaware of his voice until after you said it.
He laughed. âGood. But would you still like me to explain it?â
You nodded.
âWell, first.â He started, switching his position until he was in front of you. âIâd make sure youâre comfortable.â He said, moving his hand to place it on your thigh, running it up and down slightly, watching as goosebumps formed wherever he touched.
âThen. Iâd have you lie down.â He said while using his free hand to push your shoulders back, so you fell back onto the cushion. His hand moving higher, the lower you went, while his body made its way to hover over you.
You mentally cursed yourself for not changing out of your pajama shorts. The damn things were so short they might as well be your damn underwear with the way his fingers ghosted over the top of your thigh, dangerously close to your pussy.
âThen, Iâd get you all worked up.â He whispered, dipping his head to nip at the skin of your neck, testing to see which spots would get a reaction from you.
It didnât take long before he got a small sigh out you, taking note that the top of your neck was sensitive. However, when he bit down on the lower part of your neck, the whimper that fell from your lips was anything but small. Jungkook didnât bother moving anywhere else, and kept his focus on the one spot, biting and sucking to create a small mark while he brought his hand closer and closer until he cupped your steadily dampening center, rubbing his palm ever so slightly against you.
Your hips wiggled and you bit your lip. With the mix of both his mouth on your neck and the pressure from his palm against your clit, you couldnât help it. You wished it wouldnât stop, but of course, it did, and he pulled away.
âEnjoying yourself?â His tone cocky as he moved to rest on his knees, so he could hook his fingers into the bands of your shorts and underwear to pull them down and off your legs. Then moving his hands to the hem of his own shirt, and pulling it off, the sight alone making you whimper. The way he was so lean, but so tone. The way his biceps bulged freely without the confines of his sweatshirt making your mouth water. The way he stared down at you while he licked his lips. And the damned smirk he had making you wetter than before.
âJungkook~â You whined out, the atmosphere becoming too much, and even though your tank top was still on, you felt completely naked under his stare.
âDonât say my name like that y/n.â His tone threatening, which wasnât helping your situation.
âThen hurry up and do something.â You pouted.
âY/n, do you know how long Iâve waited to have you like this? Laid underneath me at my mercy? Can you please just let me enjoy the view?â
You swallowed thickly and tried to look away from him, only to have him tsk and place your legs around his waist so his hips were against your bare center, pressing harder than his palm.
âFuck.â You gasped. Throwing your head back into the couch, your back arching at the feeling.
âYou have no idea how hot you look.â He groaned, pushing your body further up the couch so he was closer to where you needed him.
Though you knew it was about to happen, nothing couldâve prepared you for the feeling of his tongue finally licking up your slit, a surprised moan falling from your lips at the feeling, and an even louder one when he reached your clit.
âOh, fuckâ You moaned out as his tongue flattened against you, still testing the waters. The feeling strange, yet oh so good, causing your hips to raise up in need of more.
Jungkook, taking it as a sign, gripped your hips, and shoved his face deeper, starting to lick and kiss sloppily, groaning to add some vibrations into the mix.
âJu-Jungkook!â You let out in a higher pitch as he moved to focus on your clit, switching between using his tongue to draw small circles and lightly sucking. Even grazing his teeth every now and then causing you to shiver.
âFuck, Iâm go-â You couldnât even finish your words before he stepped up his game, sucking harsher on your clit. âOh fuck!â Your voice now in a higher pitch, your hips wiggling as it became too much to handle. You felt him chuckle against you and his hold on your hips become stronger to keep you in place while he continued his assault.
Your whines fell continuously as you felt yourself become undone, your thighs shaking in his strong hold.
He let go, and pulled his face away to look down at you, your eyes meeting. His lips and chin glossed over with the remnants of your release and his gaze fixed on you, admiring how you looked while you tried to catch your breath.
âSo.â He started. âHow was it?â
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