Summary: dickhead ex with amazing dick comes over late ;)
warnings: nsfw, missionary/doggy, cunnalingous, unprotected, ex sex, smut, praise kink, manhandling, spanking, light hair tugging
notes: hai so this was not grammatically checked so sorry for any spelling mistakes, plus I'm very dyslexic so extra sorry 😭 I'm horrible at warnings so I'm not sure what I missed but yea pls enjoy and follow! This is a new acc so I appreciate it 💜
It was a simple day for you. Busy day, quick shower, long nap, then it was binge watch romance dramas and make up for every meal your schedule forced you to skip in instant noodles and hot chips. You'd just sat down in some pajamas and a rerun of Roomates of Poongduck 304 didn't sound too shabby. That was until what sounded like a madman started knocking at your door. You jump a little, spilling some soda on yourself. Nice. Perfect actually. Now you have some motivation to go answer that door and let that person know they're a cunt. You get up with a sigh and yell towards the door to stop knocking. With a grunt, you swing the door open. Who would've guessed it's Mr. Can't commit-jealous as fuck-spam caller-big dick himself (or in other words, Jeon Jungkook).
"Took you years, you fucking someone in there??" he spurts out.
You immediately sigh and attempt to close the door which is effortlessly held open by him.
"Dont be like that, pretty, and just lemme in. I know you wanna" he gives you those big eyes and that fucking smirk you could slap off of him.
"Koo I'm fucking tired of the exes situationship! It's bs and frankly annoying to get booty called every goddamn day" you stand your ground.
"Then why'd you call me Koo, hmm?"
You go quiet at his reply. Oh he's feeling extra dickhead-ish today.
"You still want me baby you know it" he says smugly.
"No dickhead, I dont. I want stability, and dates, and-"
"Lemme in" he so rudely interrupts.
You kind of just stare at him with wide eyes and a dropped jaw. Who the fuck is he feeling like?
"Dont do this shit, pretty. Lemme in and lemme take care of you. I have no intention to make you hurt. I'm tired of the arguing too"
You swallow hard, but his arms look like they'd make for some good pillows right about now. So, you so idiotically step to the side as he comes in.
You follow his instructions. It's was literally 0-to like ten million to Jungkook.
"C'mere pretty" he says as he scoops you up, placing your back to the wall. He cups your cheek and just stares at your face. His eyes alone make you feel appreciated, the way he looked at you like you were truly extraordinary. Jungkook hates the ex shit too, he knows we're scarcely compatible but he was so whipped that he just could give you up.
"Beautiful jagiya. Loving the pjs"
You look down at your pjs. His shirt.
"My pretty girl huh? You're my pretty girl?" he asks so deliciously. Of course you nod yes.
"Yes you are baby" he mumbles as he closes the space between your lips. You immediately feel his warmth like a blanket around you, comfortably wrapping your legs around his waist and arms around his neck. His dark strands brushed against your face as as indulged in your soft lips. His arms snake around your waist as he turns his head ever so slightly to deepen the kiss. His tongue explores, the cold metal of his lip piercings making you shiver. His teeth nip at your lips, making them puffy and wet.
"Mmfm... Koo... shoes... mmph... shoes off"
He pulls back, a small string of saliva shortly connecting him to you before it breaks. "Yea yea I'm going..." he removes his shoes without setting you down. He walks towards your bedroom, opening the door with his foot. Your plushies seem to glare at him as he comes in. He smirks anyways, setting you down on the bed. He lays you down, then follows along and lays atop you with your hands on either side. His weight was a nice pressure, his body warmth surrounding you. He pursues deep kisses again, not done with your mouth. His pants into the kisses, obviously pent up. He pulls back with a smile, "you have a stain on your shirt". God he thinks he's hilarious.
"Wow really? You must be a detective!" you add sarcastically. He chuckles again.
"Take it off me" you tease.
"Always giving me some attitude huh?" he sighs, starting on the bottom hem of your (his) shirt. He lifts it up, his eyes immediately shooting towards your perfect tits in their lacey bra. He licks his bottom lip, already more excited than he should be. He tosses the shirt as if he didn't care where it landed, his hands tracing your ribs and raising goosebumps. "Mmm... look at that... so pretty f'me huh? You gonna lose these too?" He tugs at your teeny pajama shorts, before taking the initiative to remove them himself. You were left in your bra and panties, feeling vulnerable as he was still dressed. You see him look down and snicker, realizing your wetness was very visible through the thin material. You grab a plushie and throw it at him.
"Shut it" you pout angrily.
His hands find your plush thighs, holding them firmly as he looks up at you. "Didn't know I was that charming" he adds just to boost his ego.
"Now you have to strip too" you push.
"Nuh uh jagiya, you gotta earn it. I know you wanna see my hot body but you gotta be a good girl f'me first" he says, thinking he's sooooo funny.
You roll your eyes, and cross your arms (unintentionally emphasizing your chest). "What could you possibly want Koo???"
He slightly bites his bottom lip, eyeing you up and down. "Turn around n lemme see that ass"
Your mouth parts as if about to make a complaint, but you really wouldn't mind his big hands on you. "You perv..." you mumble before turning your body to be on all fours. You arch your back to perk your ass up until you feel two hands on either cheek. Suddenly the left one pulls back and lands on your ass with a smack that deliciously stung, followed by a giggle. His hands squeeze and caress, occasionally landing another slap. He toys with your panties, lifting them higher up your waist and making them tighter. You accidentally whimper as the fabric strains against your clit. "Yea baby?" you hear him say, not really looking for an answer but rather knowing it. His middle finger dips down over your panties and finds your sensitive button. He doesn't put any pressure, instead just moving over it repeatedly. Your back arches as your body screams for more. "Koo... please..." you whine. "Please what jagiya?" he continues his teasing action before smacking your right cheek. "Got this pretty ass all red" he brags as he takes his finger away from your clit. "You need some dick dont you baby?" he coos. You immediately nod, your head still pushes against your pillow. You look at your plushies again, which are practically screaming at you with their eyes to: A. Not let your ex tap again and B. Not do it in front of them for the love of god. But you feel him pull your hips so your core is flush against his bulge and immediately forget about them. You hear the fabric of his shirt as it hits the ground follows by a belt clanking off. Finally you feel the material of boxers against your thigh rather than sweats. "You gonna get this dick sloppy for me first baby?" he asks, having you immediately turn around. Again on all fours with one hand lifted to hold his length in place. He slightly pulls down his boxers, having his length slap against his abs. He guides it to your hands then rests his own hand on the back of your head. You take his weeping tip into your mouth, your tongue shyly moving around it. You hear a sigh of relief and pleasure from him as a shared rhythm begins. "Deeper baby, you're so good at this" he pants as he slightly pushes your head further toward him. He grunts through his clenched teeth. "Spit on it" he groans. You pull back and spit on his cock, looking up at him teasingly. He holds himself at the base, slapping the tip against your lips. You open your mouth, catching him in it again to give one last good suck before he pulls out. He lays you down on your back, not bothering to put it away as he starts to unclasp your bra. He tosses it off the the side as it lands on one of the judging plushies. His fingers tweak with your pink nips before he replaces them with his tongue. His lips wrap around one while his fingers bully the other. Your moans encourage him as he pulls back to flick his tongue at it. His fingers pinch and twist your other nipple aggressively, it's agonizingly pleasurable. Once it's too sore to handle, your back arches and your body twists to get his fingers off. He switches, soothing that one with his mouth while his index and thumb taunt the other. You gasp as you feel his teeth clip at it. Was he a dick? Yes, most definitely. But he knew your body so goddamn well, he was a master at making you feel fucking amazing. You tug at his dark locks, making him rise from your chest. He cups your face with one hand, his tattoos a contrast to your clear skin. "You need this dick baby?" he coos. You nod, your lips in a needy pout. He chuckles, his other hand still tweaking at your nip. "Got these all sore and puffy huh?" he chuckles at his work. "I'll give you what you need jagiya, dont wanna keep you on edge forever."
With that he pulls down your cute little panties, strings of wetness connecting you to them. You blush, throwing one arm over your face to cover it. He chuckles and looks down at the pretty sight: wet tight pussy, sore pink lips and a puffy perked clit calling his name. "I lied baby. No dick for you yet" he says, confusing you. "Pussy this pretty has to be eaten first" he smirks. He shifts to go down on you, starting by licking your inner thighs to tease. Then his tongue moves around your pelvis area, your lips, and finally your achy clit. His tongue flicks at it before he pulls back and spits on it. He spreads the saliva with his fingers before finally replacing it with his tongue and going ham. He eats like he was starved and dehydrated for months, his head moving side to side, up and down. His tongue was practically locked in on your poor clit before he removes it to wrap his lips around it. He sucks on it, making you see stars. He pulls his head back and pants, his mouth and nose wet. He chuckles and smacks your inner thigh playfully. He takes two fingers and puts them against your mouth, not needing to say a word. You open for him and he dips them inside. "Gag if you need to baby, get that spit on em" he says as he swirls them deeper. And gag you do, getting praised and reassured. Jungkook wasn't into that degrading shit, never was his style. You were his baby, his jagiya. Even if he's rough with you he's gonna appreciate every last thing you do. "Good.. that's it... so so good at this" he pulls them out and uses the spit to lube up his cock. "Dont need any of that astroglide for this pussy huh? Already soaking..." he stares down at your sopping pussy. He takes himself by the base and guides his cock to your entrance, his jaw dropping as he slides inside. He locks his eyes with yours as you both mutually gasp at the beautiful feeling. Your legs twitch violently as he's about halfway in. His hands grip your thighs and spreads them. "You can take it... you've done it f'me before baby" as he moves further in. "Shit... Ngh..." you gasp, taking his enormous length. He finally bottoms out, his balls resting against your ass. "Fuck yes.. god..." he groans, his forehead already forming with sweat. His hips slowly start to move, his dick having fully stuffed your pussy. He rolls his hips to get that extra depth. Small whimpers and gasps leave your mouth as your sensitive canal is stretched and fucked. He goes faster, but not violently fast, his pace consistent. You dumbly stare down at where you two connect, you mouth open as you moan. Every thrust hit your sweet spot, his pelvic bone taunting your clit. It wasn't fair how good he made you feel. He looks to the side at your plushies with a proud smirk that says 'now what huh?'. Because he was proud. He saw you as the hottest lady in the universe, he was more than proud to be fucking you. "Koo... right... uungh! Right there! Oh my- yes!" you scream as he fucks faster, already knowing how you like it. His abs tighten with each thrust and his cock throbs inside you. He pulls out slightly, but not completely, looking down and spitting on his cock. You gasp as he thrusts back in, his warm saliva adding to the sensation. Your back was arched above your pink sheets as he continues, destined to make you cum. Your hands grip the pillow under your head and your eyes twitch. He presses a hand on your tummy, making your glossy eyes widen. "Feel me right there baby? Hm?" he asks, you dumbly nod. He pulls out, gently flipping you onto your hands and knees. "Ass up f'me" he says as you arch your back. He uses your ankles to pull you back closer to him and doesn't hesitate to slide back in. He groans as your tight warmth squeezes his cock. "Just relax pretty, lemme do all the work for you..." he pants, gently squeezing your shoulder. He begins his pace again, making you feel amazing.
He goes so goddamn deep, his fat cock tracing the depths of you. Your toes curl, you whine and moan, biting down on the pillow where your head rests. You reach a hand back to shorten or slow his thrusts, trying to find his abs to hold him back. Instead he holds your hand with a 'tsk tsk', letting you squeeze his strong hand instead. "You can take it baby, I've seen it" he encourages as he speeds up. His balls slap against your clit as his dick bullies your pussy. He puts one leg onto the bed to deepen his thrusts even further. He chuckles, leaning in closer to you. "Who's ex of the year hm?" he asks. You could smell the ego, but you feed it anyways. "Ju... mm... jungkook" you moan. "Yea? Who's your favorite ex?" he coos. "Ngh... Jungkook" you whine again. "Which ex has the biggest dick?" Again, his name rolls out from your tongue in a pleasured cry. You look back at him fucking you. He was just as a man as you were, whipped for you. He was blushing, his face and hair sweaty, abs taut. You moan at the sight, his eye contact alone making you throb. "Koo... hic... we forgot.. nghh~ condom... we didn't think about protec-protection" you didn't mean to kill the mood but it was true. He was raw and deep in you. He doesn't slow but his face changes slightly. "You're on the pill right?" he asks cautiously, to which you nod. "That should be enough... I think.. protection rate is like... 98% or something... that's plenty" he swallows as he continues. "Quit tryna scare me, feels better this way" he remarks. You giggle, finding his frustration adorable. You had to bring the ego down somehow. He leans forward, gently holding your chin and kissing you deeply. He was so passionate in every action involving you. "Love this cute face" he says between the collisions of your lips. "Love you... mm... so much" he moans breathlessly. "You gonna come for me soon baby? You wanna?" he asks, seeing you nod. He pulls back to work on making you climax. He speeds up, slapping your ass. He holds your hips in place so you dont wriggle away. You moan, your nails ripping at the sheets. The sound of clapping between your bodies as well as his grunts aroused you further. You gasp as you feel a knot in your tummy that was ready to snap. He ruts and rolls his hips, noticing how close you are. You gasp and your legs twitch. "Koo... Ungh... c-cumming... I'm cumming... fuck... Oh!" you pant. Your words encourage him to go a little faster for you, finally snapping that knot. Your pussy convulses around him, squirting out onto him. You soak your thighs, his thighs, his pelvis and balls. He continues to go faster, telling you to not stop. "Yea baby just like that... always squirting for me... good girl..." he groans, feeling just as close. He fully kneels on the bed now, chasing relief. "Fuck yea... fuuuuck... baby... that's it... gonna bust deep in you..." he leans more over you, his warm chest touching your back. His jaw was locked open and his face scrunched, his voice cracking as he talks. "Baby... yea... c-cumming... I'm gonna nut... fuuuck..." he grunts. He fully buries himself and gasps. You feel a warm explosion inside you, his balls that rested against your clit tighten and twitch. His cock pumps out ropes of his dna in your pussy. He holds onto you, his whimpers now high pitched. You rest your face against hos bicep, the tattooed skin a comfort as it was so uniquely him. He sighs and his body relaxes on top of yours. The only noise in the room now was the sound of your tv which you forgot to pause earlier. After about a minute you feel soft lips on your hair, lip piercings against the locks. "My baby" he mumbles. He pulls out gently, careful to not hurt you. "Still ex of the year?" he asks almost boastingly. You look back at him, only able to roll your eyes. "Kidding jagiya, was actually thinking of talking again" he adds. You raise an eyebrow and look him up and down, seeing if he's joking. "You know, unless you have a man or something. Then I'll just beat him up" he grins. "I dont, but where's this coming from" you ask cautiously.
He kisses up your spine, his fingers gently combing through your hair. "From my heart" he chuckles.
