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Jeon Jungkook playboy!jk fem!reader

enemies to lovers neighbours au fluff humor

eventual smut dom!jk sub!reader

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ; you lived comfortably in your apartment until your new neighbour next door moved in, and ever since then he always found a way to ruin your peace.

₊ ⊹ hii ive planned a lot for this fic and i hope you all like it as much as i doo. this is just a filler first chapter, but the others will be better 💕 !! ༯

MINORS DNI

⏔⏔⏔ 📜 ; 𝟑.𝟕 𝐊 ⏔⏔⏔

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⤷ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏 — 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 ˎˊ˗

You’ve romanticised moving out and living alone ever since you were young, and when you finally did move out from your family’s home, it was exactly how you imagined it. Peace and quiet, nobody telling you when or what to clean, your TV could be as loud as you wanted it to and your siblings couldn’t bother you thirty times a day anymore.

Not only that, but your neighbours are the sweetest people you’ve ever met. There were countless things you loved about living in Apartment 803. The elderly aunties down the hall made sure to hand you homemade brownies everytime you saw them drinking tea on the rooftop. It didn’t take long before the building started to feel less like an apartment complex and more like home. Your home.

There were exactly three things you loved most about living in Apartment 803.

One, the rent was surprisingly reasonable.

Two, the old lady downstairs always baked enough cookies to share with you.

And three…It used to be quiet.

That third reason disappeared the second your new neighbor moved into Apartment 804, which was today.

You were watching your comfort show, but you found yourself pressing the volume button every five minutes. Not even that, but your walls were vibrating because of how loud your neighbour was. It felt like they had turned your shared wall into a nightclub.

You tried to ignore it because the last thing you’d want is to be a party pooper. It got to the point where you shoved a pillow over your head and put brown noise on your airpods but none of that seemed to work.

It was two in the morning when you decided to storm out of the bed, grabbing a pink sticky note from your studying desk and scribbled furiously, almost ripping the paper into pieces from your force.

Some of us enjoy sleeping. Keep it down.

— Your very tired neighbour.

You marched next door, slapped it onto Apartment 803’s door with (un)necessary force, and walked away.

”Problem solved!” you muttered to yourself proudly before closing the door behind you and walking to your room.

…Ooorrr so you thought.

The next morning, as you stepped outside of your house, you crouched down to tie your shoe laces, but then you noticed a sticky note that was waiting for you on your doorstep.

It was the same pink one you left infront of door 804 last night, but with messy handwriting on the back side of the paper.

My bad. Didn’t know these walls were made of paper. I’ll try to be quieter. :)

You stared at it, almost laughing. The smiley face was unnecessary, especially when they were so rude about your walls…as if they didn’t have the same as yours! Not even that, but they didn’t even apologise!

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Your neighbour lasted exactly two days before deciding to host a reunion with all the loud people in the world.

You pinched the bridge of your nose as you made your way to your study, where your sticky notes were, ready to write another letter.

There’s people out here that have a life outside of clubbing unlike you.

- Neighbour.

Once again, you stormed out of your house, slamming the sticky note right at your neighbours door, before going back inside your room with an exhausted sigh, hoping to find some sleep tonight. Just for a few hours at least.

The next morning, there was another response at your door, but this time your neighbour decided to write on their own sticky notes.

Relax, neighbor. We wrapped up twenty minutes after your note..heres my apology for you

Just as you were about to crumple the paper in your fist when something caught your eye. A small chocolate bar lying on the ground right at your feet.

You kept staring at it for a good minute before rushing back inside your study room to find your sticky notes laying inbetween the scattered papers on your desk, but you didn’t have time to worry about that.

You rushed back outside 804’s door with a pen and paper in your hand. Dropping into a crouch in front of your neighbour’s door, you carefully peeled away the old note and replaced it with a new one. The pen rested between your fingers, hovering over the paper as you searched for the right words with a hum.

Finally you put some effort into your apology, maybe I’ll believe this one!

A grin slowly spread across your face as you finished writing. It surprised you, really.. You’d never expected an annoying neighbour you’d never even met to have you smiling to yourself in the middle of a hallway like a fool. You stared at the note for another few seconds, tilting your head as you debated whether to add a tiny smiley face in the corner. It felt childish… but maybe it would let them know you’re happy with their apology.

Just as you smoothed the corner, the door swung open inward with a loud klick that echoed inside your head like a drum. Since you’d been leaning your weight against the door, the sudden movement threw you completely off balance. A startled yelp escaped your lips as your knees hit the floor with a dull thud.

Your eyes widened at the man standing infront of you in the doorway. His gray sweatpants hung low on his hips, his shirtless upper body almost had you drooling like a dog, one hand still on the doorknob, the other inside his right pocket. He looked down at you with his left eyebrow raised, looking more unamused then shocked. The hallway light spilled over him, outlining the sharp planes of his face and his defined abs.

Black ink crawled up one arm in a tattoo sleeve, stretching from his shoulder to his fingertips. That’s when your gaze drifted on his face, his baby-liked face caught you by suprise. His dark hair was damp and all over the place, as though he stepped out of the shower seconds before opening the door. His piercing eyes remained locked on yours, but you didn’t say a word. It’s like his gaze on you stole the words from your mouth second after second.

You were still crouching infront of his doorstep, with your fist almost gripping his floor making your knuckles whiten as your eyes remained wide open. Your ears kept ringing, the voices in your head screaming for you to get yourself together and get up. Just as you gathered the courage to say something, he interrupted you.

“…Well,” he finally said, the corner of his mouth twitching, “what’s my neighbour next door doing under there?”

Heat rushed to your face.

You opened your mouth but before you could speak, another man’s voice echoed from inside the apartment.

“Bro, where’d you put my-”

A tall man stepped into the hallway, stopping the second he saw the two of you as you were sitting outside your neighbour’s apartment…

A slow grin spread across the man’s face as his eyes flickered back to you and your neighbour.

“Oh?” he said, trying to hide the mockery on his tone. “Jungkook’s getting girls on their knees outside his door now?”

Your neighbour, well Jungkook groaned.

“Kim Mingyu.” Jungkook said with a scolding tone barely turning his head to look at his friend.

Your face burned. And it probably had burned the second Jungkook opened his door. You hadn’t even noticed it happening. The embarrassment had hit you so hard that your brain had gone completely blank, leaving you frozen on your knees in front of your neighbour’s open door.

Jungkook rubbed a hand on his temple.

“This is my neighbour.”

Mingyu’s eyes drifted from your face, at the sticky note on Jungkook’s door. His eyebrows climbed up, almost reaching his hairline.

“…Is that a love letter?” The disbelief and mockery in his voice made it sound like he’d just caught someone proposing in an apartment hallway. Well, almost.

“No!” The words flew out of your mouth a little louder than you intended, but at least you finally said something to defend yourself instead of sitting like a loser.

“Definitely a confession.” Mingyu continued, ignoring your denial.

“It is literally a noise complaint!” You said with a quieter voice this time.

Mingyu blinked, then leaned in slightly to inspect the sticky note again, but it didn’t bother you anymore because your eyes were glued on Jungkook’s.

Jungkook looked back at you, fighting a smile he didn’t want to show. Mingyu’s teasing was more than enough for now.

“You gonna finish writing that on my door…”

“…or should I just take it?”

The sound of his voice made your heart lurch against your ribs, pounding so hard you were sure he could hear it. You pushed yourself to your feet, your legs unsteady beneath you. Something embarrassing you’ll get flashbacks of, for another 5 years when you’re in bed trying to fall asleep.

As you finally stood face to face with him, you realized just how much he towered over you. You had to crane your neck to look up at him in the eyes.

“Y-you’re the loud neighbour?” You asked something you knew the answer to, but you needed to break the silence. Your mouth went dry at the sight of him like this.

“…Yeah, I guess I am” He glanced over his shoulder into the apartment before looking back at you. His eyebrows lifted in a cocky way.

”Well, I didn’t actually think that you’d-”

“That I’d actually answer the door?” His deep and steady voice interrupting yours.

”No, I didn’t actually think that you’d look like…” You stopped yourself just in time before you embarrassed yourself all over again.

Jungkook tilted his head. Of course he would.

“…Like what?”

Heat rushed straight to your cheeks, you looked up at him without thinking then instantly regretted it.

The corner of his mouth twitched again when he realised the current state of you.

Desperate to distract him from your burning face, you quickly crouched down, peeled the sticky note off his door, and held it out to him.

“So…” Jungkook crossed his arms against his chest reading the paper as his expression had softened. “Am I really that loud?”

“…Do you want the honest answer?” You pursed your lips trying to hold back a smile.

“I probably won’t like it.” He said with a faint sigh, his eyes were shining with amusement.

“You definitely won’t.”

”I don’t wanna hear it then, It’ll break my heart” He groaned, overdramatic in the most ridiculous way, it made you let out a small chuckle before you could hold it back.

“…Was the chocolate your idea?” You tilted your head glancing at him with pure curiosity.

“It was.” He admitted with a sheepish smile crossed his face.“I figured an apology sounds better with snacks.”

“Well…It worked.” you murmured, your voice soft.

“It did?” Jungkook asked, his eyebrows crawling up his forehead with surprise.

“Mhm… but next time you won’t just get a letter stuck to your door,” You said, trying to sound serious despite your big smile. “You’ll get a brick through your window,”

“Really now?” he teased, grinning. “Should I be worried now that you actually know who I am?”

“You should,” you said, pointing at him as if it were a serious warning, though your lips were twitching wider by the second.

“I’m heading out now,” you said quickly, clearing your throat.

“See you around…” he said, his voice trailing off as if he was waiting for something, and that being your name.

A chuckle silent enough for only you to hear slipped out of your lips. You caught the expectant look on his face, the one that said he was waiting for you to return the favor and tell him your name.

“I’ll let you figure that one out.” you said turning on your heel. You didn’t have to look back to know he was watching you walk away, but you had to keep him on his toes for now.

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₊ ⊹ this chapter is rushed and bit boring until the end, but it’s just the first one, it’ll evolve in the future. comments and reblogs will be very much appreciated ☺️💕 !! ༯

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ᝰ.ᐟ 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝟖𝟎𝟒 ˎˊ˗

® all rights reserved by pureanne 2026.

𝗡𝗘𝗫𝗧 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 ⤷ 𝗠.𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 ⟢

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Jeon Jungkook playboy!jk fem!reader

enemies to lovers neighbours au fluff humor

eventual smut dom!jk sub!reader

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ; you lived comfortably in your apartment until your new neighbour next door moved in, and ever since then he always found a way to ruin your peace.

₊ ⊹ hii ive planned a lot for this fic and i hope you all like it as much as i doo. this is just a filler first chapter, but the others will be better 💕 !! ༯

MINORS DNI

⏔⏔⏔ 📜 ; 𝟑.𝟕 𝐊 ⏔⏔⏔

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⤷ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏 — 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 ˎˊ˗

You’ve romanticised moving out and living alone ever since you were young, and when you finally did move out from your family’s home, it was exactly how you imagined it. Peace and quiet, nobody telling you when or what to clean, your TV could be as loud as you wanted it to and your siblings couldn’t bother you thirty times a day anymore.

Not only that, but your neighbours are the sweetest people you’ve ever met. There were countless things you loved about living in Apartment 803. The elderly aunties down the hall made sure to hand you homemade brownies everytime you saw them drinking tea on the rooftop. It didn’t take long before the building started to feel less like an apartment complex and more like home. Your home.

There were exactly three things you loved most about living in Apartment 803.

One, the rent was surprisingly reasonable.

Two, the old lady downstairs always baked enough cookies to share with you.

And three…It used to be quiet.

That third reason disappeared the second your new neighbor moved into Apartment 804, which was today.

You were watching your comfort show, but you found yourself pressing the volume button every five minutes. Not even that, but your walls were vibrating because of how loud your neighbour was. It felt like they had turned your shared wall into a nightclub.

You tried to ignore it because the last thing you’d want is to be a party pooper. It got to the point where you shoved a pillow over your head and put brown noise on your airpods but none of that seemed to work.

It was two in the morning when you decided to storm out of the bed, grabbing a pink sticky note from your studying desk and scribbled furiously, almost ripping the paper into pieces from your force.

Some of us enjoy sleeping. Keep it down.

— Your very tired neighbour.

You marched next door, slapped it onto Apartment 803’s door with (un)necessary force, and walked away.

”Problem solved!” you muttered to yourself proudly before closing the door behind you and walking to your room.

…Ooorrr so you thought.

The next morning, as you stepped outside of your house, you crouched down to tie your shoe laces, but then you noticed a sticky note that was waiting for you on your doorstep.

It was the same pink one you left infront of door 804 last night, but with messy handwriting on the back side of the paper.

My bad. Didn’t know these walls were made of paper. I’ll try to be quieter. :)

You stared at it, almost laughing. The smiley face was unnecessary, especially when they were so rude about your walls…as if they didn’t have the same as yours! Not even that, but they didn’t even apologise!

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Your neighbour lasted exactly two days before deciding to host a reunion with all the loud people in the world.

You pinched the bridge of your nose as you made your way to your study, where your sticky notes were, ready to write another letter.

There’s people out here that have a life outside of clubbing unlike you.

- Neighbour.

Once again, you stormed out of your house, slamming the sticky note right at your neighbours door, before going back inside your room with an exhausted sigh, hoping to find some sleep tonight. Just for a few hours at least.

The next morning, there was another response at your door, but this time your neighbour decided to write on their own sticky notes.

Relax, neighbor. We wrapped up twenty minutes after your note..heres my apology for you

Just as you were about to crumple the paper in your fist when something caught your eye. A small chocolate bar lying on the ground right at your feet.

You kept staring at it for a good minute before rushing back inside your study room to find your sticky notes laying inbetween the scattered papers on your desk, but you didn’t have time to worry about that.

You rushed back outside 804’s door with a pen and paper in your hand. Dropping into a crouch in front of your neighbour’s door, you carefully peeled away the old note and replaced it with a new one. The pen rested between your fingers, hovering over the paper as you searched for the right words with a hum.

Finally you put some effort into your apology, maybe I’ll believe this one!

A grin slowly spread across your face as you finished writing. It surprised you, really.. You’d never expected an annoying neighbour you’d never even met to have you smiling to yourself in the middle of a hallway like a fool. You stared at the note for another few seconds, tilting your head as you debated whether to add a tiny smiley face in the corner. It felt childish… but maybe it would let them know you’re happy with their apology.

Just as you smoothed the corner, the door swung open inward with a loud klick that echoed inside your head like a drum. Since you’d been leaning your weight against the door, the sudden movement threw you completely off balance. A startled yelp escaped your lips as your knees hit the floor with a dull thud.

Your eyes widened at the man standing infront of you in the doorway. His gray sweatpants hung low on his hips, his shirtless upper body almost had you drooling like a dog, one hand still on the doorknob, the other inside his right pocket. He looked down at you with his left eyebrow raised, looking more unamused then shocked. The hallway light spilled over him, outlining the sharp planes of his face and his defined abs.

Black ink crawled up one arm in a tattoo sleeve, stretching from his shoulder to his fingertips. That’s when your gaze drifted on his face, his baby-liked face caught you by suprise. His dark hair was damp and all over the place, as though he stepped out of the shower seconds before opening the door. His piercing eyes remained locked on yours, but you didn’t say a word. It’s like his gaze on you stole the words from your mouth second after second.

You were still crouching infront of his doorstep, with your fist almost gripping his floor making your knuckles whiten as your eyes remained wide open. Your ears kept ringing, the voices in your head screaming for you to get yourself together and get up. Just as you gathered the courage to say something, he interrupted you.

“…Well,” he finally said, the corner of his mouth twitching, “what’s my neighbour next door doing under there?”

Heat rushed to your face.

You opened your mouth but before you could speak, another man’s voice echoed from inside the apartment.

“Bro, where’d you put my-”

A tall man stepped into the hallway, stopping the second he saw the two of you as you were sitting outside your neighbour’s apartment…

A slow grin spread across the man’s face as his eyes flickered back to you and your neighbour.

“Oh?” he said, trying to hide the mockery on his tone. “Jungkook’s getting girls on their knees outside his door now?”

Your neighbour, well Jungkook groaned.

“Kim Mingyu.” Jungkook said with a scolding tone barely turning his head to look at his friend.

Your face burned. And it probably had burned the second Jungkook opened his door. You hadn’t even noticed it happening. The embarrassment had hit you so hard that your brain had gone completely blank, leaving you frozen on your knees in front of your neighbour’s open door.

Jungkook rubbed a hand on his temple.

“This is my neighbour.”

Mingyu’s eyes drifted from your face, at the sticky note on Jungkook’s door. His eyebrows climbed up, almost reaching his hairline.

“…Is that a love letter?” The disbelief and mockery in his voice made it sound like he’d just caught someone proposing in an apartment hallway. Well, almost.

“No!” The words flew out of your mouth a little louder than you intended, but at least you finally said something to defend yourself instead of sitting like a loser.

“Definitely a confession.” Mingyu continued, ignoring your denial.

“It is literally a noise complaint!” You said with a quieter voice this time.

Mingyu blinked, then leaned in slightly to inspect the sticky note again, but it didn’t bother you anymore because your eyes were glued on Jungkook’s.

Jungkook looked back at you, fighting a smile he didn’t want to show. Mingyu’s teasing was more than enough for now.

“You gonna finish writing that on my door…”

“…or should I just take it?”

The sound of his voice made your heart lurch against your ribs, pounding so hard you were sure he could hear it. You pushed yourself to your feet, your legs unsteady beneath you. Something embarrassing you’ll get flashbacks of, for another 5 years when you’re in bed trying to fall asleep.

As you finally stood face to face with him, you realized just how much he towered over you. You had to crane your neck to look up at him in the eyes.

“Y-you’re the loud neighbour?” You asked something you knew the answer to, but you needed to break the silence. Your mouth went dry at the sight of him like this.

“…Yeah, I guess I am” He glanced over his shoulder into the apartment before looking back at you. His eyebrows lifted in a cocky way.

”Well, I didn’t actually think that you’d-”

“That I’d actually answer the door?” His deep and steady voice interrupting yours.

”No, I didn’t actually think that you’d look like…” You stopped yourself just in time before you embarrassed yourself all over again.

Jungkook tilted his head. Of course he would.

“…Like what?”

Heat rushed straight to your cheeks, you looked up at him without thinking then instantly regretted it.

The corner of his mouth twitched again when he realised the current state of you.

Desperate to distract him from your burning face, you quickly crouched down, peeled the sticky note off his door, and held it out to him.

“So…” Jungkook crossed his arms against his chest reading the paper as his expression had softened. “Am I really that loud?”

“…Do you want the honest answer?” You pursed your lips trying to hold back a smile.

“I probably won’t like it.” He said with a faint sigh, his eyes were shining with amusement.

“You definitely won’t.”

”I don’t wanna hear it then, It’ll break my heart” He groaned, overdramatic in the most ridiculous way, it made you let out a small chuckle before you could hold it back.

“…Was the chocolate your idea?” You tilted your head glancing at him with pure curiosity.

“It was.” He admitted with a sheepish smile crossed his face.“I figured an apology sounds better with snacks.”

“Well…It worked.” you murmured, your voice soft.

“It did?” Jungkook asked, his eyebrows crawling up his forehead with surprise.

“Mhm… but next time you won’t just get a letter stuck to your door,” You said, trying to sound serious despite your big smile. “You’ll get a brick through your window,”

“Really now?” he teased, grinning. “Should I be worried now that you actually know who I am?”

“You should,” you said, pointing at him as if it were a serious warning, though your lips were twitching wider by the second.

“I’m heading out now,” you said quickly, clearing your throat.

“See you around…” he said, his voice trailing off as if he was waiting for something, and that being your name.

A chuckle silent enough for only you to hear slipped out of your lips. You caught the expectant look on his face, the one that said he was waiting for you to return the favor and tell him your name.

“I’ll let you figure that one out.” you said turning on your heel. You didn’t have to look back to know he was watching you walk away, but you had to keep him on his toes for now.

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₊ ⊹ this chapter is rushed and bit boring until the end, but it’s just the first one, it’ll evolve in the future. comments and reblogs will be very much appreciated ☺️💕 !! ༯

[pureanne]

how many languages do u know 😭😭 ur english is perfect

thank you , i’m not fluent yet tho!! english is my 6th language 💕💕

[pureanne]

ᝰ.ᐟ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ˎˊ˗

® all rights reserved by pureanne 2026.

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Jeon Jungkook ceo!jk secretary!reader

smut dom!jk sub!reader w/out plot

₊ ⊹ this is my first ever fic that i’ve written so tips & reviews would be very much appreciated 💕 !! ༯

MINORS DNI - warnings : unprotected sex , risky sex , cowgirl , missionary , creampie , biting , licking , hair grabbing ( if you squint ) !!

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You stormed into Jungkook’s office once again, your heels clicking sharply, louder than the whispers of your coworkers. The door slammed shut behind you, echoing your annoyance.

“I am so done!”

Across the room, Jungkook didn’t even bother looking up from the stack of papers in front of him.

“Good morning to you too.”

“It is not a good morning.”

“Hm.”

You dropped a folder onto his desk with enough force to make the scattered papers on his table shift.

“The printer hates me!”

“The printer doesn’t hate you.”

“It absolutely does. It jammed three times.”

“Maybe you just don’t know how to use it properly.”

Your eyes went to him immediately, and for a second you doubted his patience. Why is he so calm with you even when you’re making a scene at eight in the morning?

It’s always been like this with Jungkook. Now don’t get me wrong, you’re an excellent secretary. You do as you’re supposed to do, but you’re not that good for him to be so laidback when you’re shaking up the whole office on a monday morning

When you first became Jungkook’s secretary three years ago, your coworkers had started a bet on how long you’d last on your new promotion. The longest they assumed was a week, maybe two max. Nobody had expected you to survive three years—least of all yourself.

The silence finally earned you a glance by him.

His dark eyes lifted from the paperwork to you, completely unfazed. His gaze flickered to your lips before returning to your eyes, which made you shake off from your thoughts.

The air between you two felt too tight almost suffocating, too still and just too much.

“What?” you asked, suddenly aware of his gaze on you lasting a bit too long than normal since you’d wandered to his desk.

“Nothing.” The answer out of his lips came too quickly, as if he didn’t need to think twice about the thick tension between you both right now.

You narrowed your eyes at him. You felt a knot in your stomach tightening, and you’re thanking god inside your head that your hair was down today, so he couldn’t see your burning red ears.

“You keep staring.” you mumble, with the intention of him not hearing you. But he did.

“Am I?”

“Yes.”

“Maybe you’re just distracting.” Finally, he set his pen down, his gaze dropping back to the untouched papers on his table he probably needs to finish today.

“And you came to me because…?” Jungkook asked you with his gaze on the papers. His desk messier than how you’ve usually seen it before.

You exhaled slowly through your mouth. “Because the printer isn’t working.”

“You already said that.”

“Yes,” you said, a little more shaky than you normally talk to him. “That’s kind of the problem.”

For a second, he just looked at you and you were about to worry about your ears burning again. But then, very slowly, the corner of his mouth twitched. Not quite a smile, not quite anything soft. You couldn’t exactly point out what it was, all you knew is that it wasn’t sweet.

Now you didn’t have the ears to worry about, it was your cheeks this time. You felt your face flushing pink and you couldn’t even hide it anymore, even if you tried.

You hoped he wouldn’t notice, but I guess he did by the smirk that twitched wider on the corner of his lips. Jungkook pushed back from his chair and stood up, the movement quiet but it made your heart beat so loud you felt it almost bursting open out of your ribcage.

He walked around the desk without breaking eye contact, each step closing the distance between you two until there was barely any left at all.

For three years, you had walked into this office without a second thought, almost like you owned it. But at this moment, this office is the last place you want to be in right now.

His steps came slowly, each one coming closer to you. Your mind could only scream for the ground to open up and swallow you whole. But it didn’t.

”When will we stop pretending?” he said quietly, as if he were frustrated with you, something you’ve never seen before, even when you were acting insufferable in purpose.

”I am not pretending.” you manage to mutter quietly as if you weren’t proud of your words

”No?” he tilted his head slightly “Because from where I’m standing,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper, “it looks exactly like pretending.”

His words lingered in the thick air between you that’s filled with tension. Your lips parted instinctively, as if you had an answer for him when you know you didn’t. The words caught somewhere in your throat and didn’t make it out.

As soon as you opened your mouth again, Jungkook took one last step making his mouth crash into yours, taking advantage of your slightly opened mouth. You gasp in his mouth when he suddenly kisses you. His hand was on the back of your head, his fingers curling around your hair.

Your hands were curled up on a tight fist against his chest, but the hesitation didn’t last long as you melted into his kiss. You let out a helpless whimper, and he was more than happy to claim it by swallowing it into his own mouth.

You gently pushed him away from you to gasp for air with the fist you had on his chest as both of your mixed saliva string connected both of your lips.

Your cheeks were burning hot, you could practically feel how flushed they were without needing to look into a mirror. Your eyelashes fluttering as you looked at his plump pink lips caused by the steaming hot kiss you two just shared.

You tiptoed, your lips reaching his level as you went in for another kiss, this one was way sloppier than the last. This time you wrapped your arms around his neck, your hands slightly toying with his chain.

His hands went under your skirt, his rings cooling your thighs making you shiver under his touch.

You were so deep into the kiss, that you didn’t even notice Jungkook guiding you backward toward his office desk. It wasn’t until you felt the back of your thighs press against the cold wood.

That’s when Jungkook pulled away from the kiss drawing a quiet whine of protest from your mouth. His large hands settled on your waist, your eyes widened on how effortlessly his hands fit around you, as if they were meant to hold around you like that. He lifted you up with ease before you could form a thought, making you feel as light as a feather

His gaze finally went in yours, seeing you sitting on his office table. He should be working, writing emails and reading papers like his usual boring days, but he can’t help himself when you’re sitting on his desk, with his hands at both sides of the table, caging you as if you were the most fragile thing in the world.

Your fingers hesitated for a second before finding the top button of Jungkook’s shirt almost automatically, you felt his burning gaze never leaving your face, but you didn’t have the courage to look at him. He watched you in quiet amusement, the corners of his lips lifting into a soft smile as you slowly undid the first button, then the next, until you unbuttoned the last one, making you let out a shaky sigh you didn’t even know you were holding.

The white fabric parted open beneath your fingers revealing his bare chest. The silence was warm, neither of you spoke at first, but you never noticed anyway. You were too busy analysing his naked upper body, you let your gaze drift to his tattoos but you looked away, your eyes finally looking into his immediately when you noticed he was about to say something.

“What?” he asked.

“Nothing,” you said too quickly, as if you planned it beforehand in your mind, which you did.

He let out a short, almost mocking chuckle. “Right.”

You rolled your eyes, but you could feel your cheeks getting warm, as if they weren’t any warmer before.

“Get over yourself..I-I was just looking at the tattoos.”

“Uh-huh.” Jungkook said, clearly not believing what just came out of your mouth, his gaze dropping on it automatically. That’s when he got hypnotised by your plump lips once again, grabbing your cheek with his tattoed hand as he pecked the corner of your lips.

His pecks slowly shifted to your neck. The gasp you tried to hold back escaped your mouth when he kissed your sweet spot. You felt his cold lip piercing against your warm neck as he kissed it, making you shiver.

A small smile tugged on his lips. He brushed a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his touch soft enough to make you smile back.

His smile dropped to a more serious look as his eyes drifted to the other side of your neck, leaning over to kiss it. You tilted your head to the side to give him more space, as he was sucking on sweet spots you didn’t even know you had. You let out a loud moan, as your eyebrows knit together into a pleasured frown.

He was now sucking roughly at your soft neck, painting your skin in a vibrant dark violet colour. He then bit that sweet spot making a loud shameless whimper slip out of your lips, before licking it throughly to soothen the bite mark he just left on you.

You felt his hands crawl under your skirt forcing your breath to hitch as you look up at him. Your brain is hazy with need, that you shamelessly pushed your skirt off, as it falls under both of you on the ground. His hands gripping on your thighs wasn't helping your self respect to rise back. It’s like the bratty attitude you always had with him just left your body for good.

His grip shifted from your thighs to under your shirt, his hands going over the sides of your waist as he takes your shirt off throwing it without a care in the world.

"You’re so pretty” he mutters against your neck causing an aching pain between your legs for his touch.

He placed open mouth kisses from your neck down to your upper chest that was spilling out of your bra. He looked up at you as he left one last lingering kiss on your chest before standing up again.

You sighed in frustration, he was clearly teasing you with the biggest smile on his face while doing it. Jungkook chuckled looking at the faint frown tugged at your features. His hands gave you a light tap on your hips, signaling you to lift them, and you did it almost instantly, without any second thoughts.

Your eyes softened looking at him. Your attention was on his piercing eyes, you only saw the sight of him like this when he was trying to focus reading important files, but this time it was because of you and your doings to him. He pulled down your panties in one swift motion, you gasped when the cold air hit your core.

Your folds were glistening with your own wetness, he took it as an invitation to slip his middle finger, finding your soaked and swollen pussy. Your hands flew almost immediately on his broad shoulders for support, melting into the touch, hips bucking against his hand like a shameless dog in heat, but that was the least of your worries right now.

He added another finger, sliding smoothly by the help of your arousal.

”Jungkook..” You let out a loud moan calling his name, and he felt himself twitch in his pants. Something about you moaning his name had him so dizzy, he could barely think or stand straight.

”Hm? Are you close?” He asked with his deep voice that made your stomach knot. You bit back a moan nodding as the pace of his fingers picked up. The combination of both his fingers inside you and the pressure his palm had on your clit was overwhelming. Your breath came out in short pants, as your walls clenched his fingers so tightly, greedily sucking him in like there’s no tomorrow.

The second he felt your walls fluttering around his fingers tightly, knowing you were close, he removed his fingers. The loss making you whine as you looked up at him with glossy and needy eyes.

He chuckled at your helpless state, making your cheeks flush out of embarrassment. But that feeling went away as soon as you heard a belt unbuckling.

Your eyes drifted down to his waist, he was unbuckling his pants. You never thought you’d see this sight of Jungkook, but I guess your coworkers weren’t lying after all. Jungkook did get distracted by you, not like you were complaining anyway…

You got out of your thoughts as Jungkook pushed his pants down. You saw his very much hard and visible print, his cock wanting to be freed out of his tight grey Calvin Klein boxers, and you swore your mouth was almost drooling at the sight of him like that. He hooks his finger into the waistband of his boxers and pulls them down his thighs, just enough for his dick to escape.

You gulped at the sight of his dick hard, caused by you. His hands grip your thighs firmly, spreading them. You let out a careless loud whimper when you felt his tip smack your wet and glistening lips.

Jungkook watched the reactions on your soft features the whole time, he watched as your eyebrows furrowed in pleasure, as your mouth parts to let out shaky whimpers and as you bit your own lip to try and stop the sounds you’re making, but failing each time.

You looked at his bright pink tip, with precum coming out of the slit before he lined his cock up with your entrance. He inserts the tip in, reaching under your back to make you arch up into him.

You let out a breathless moan at the burning but pleasuring stretch. He pushes into you slowly, inch by inch, watching pleasured reactions take over your face the entire time.

Jungkook’s brows forrowed with pleasure, as he looks down at the sight of both of you interacting. He presses his lips together, his lip piercing shining as it catches the light at just the right angle.

Once he’s completely inside you, he stops for a moment to let you adjust to his size. You’re so impatient that you start rocking your hips upwards to meet his. He chuckles at your eagerness before gently pushing you lower on your back. Your bare back meeting the cold wood making you tremble, but the sight of him planting both hands on the table next to your head, with you standing between them and his face closer to yours made you forget all about the uncomfortable and rock-hard desk you’re laying on.

He picks up his pace, slamming into you harder and harder so the sounds of both of your bodies meeting and your loud moans fill the room, not thinking twice about the other workers outside of the office. He holds your thighs securely but not tight enough to bruise while fucking you. His pace starts to become almost animalistic as the office desk creaks beneath both of your bodies.

You bring him down by his chain for a messy open kiss as you moan and whimper against his lips shamelessly. Your mouths stay parted over each others, both letting out short breaths.

You moan into his neck as your knuckles whitening while digging your nails into his back, that’s certainly going to leave a scratch mark.

He groaned from the burning pain you’d caused, but it only awakened his animalistic pace even more. You felt the tingling pleasure on your stomach, your walls clinging tightly around his cock.

”Are you close?” Jungkook asks breathlessly, his eyes looking into flushed face.

”Mhm..” You only managed to let out a whimpering mumble. His thrusts becoming more passionate bringing you closer to your release.

He continued to thrust into you, his movements becoming sloppier as you find your release.

Jungkook pulls out of you, his arm caging around your waist tightly as he carries you up with one arm. Your legs wrapped around his waist instinctively as he sat on his leather chair with you straddling him on top.

You let out a sigh before looking into his eyes, leaning in to kiss him, this time not so shyly. You caged his lip piercing with your teeth, slightly pulling it to make Jungkook groan but you couldn’t seem to figure out if it was from pleasure or pain.

You giggled teasingly before letting the piercing escape your teeth as you give his lower lip one last lick. You were about to pull away but Jungkook grabbed your face, not so gently before pulling you closer in another claiming kiss.

The heat between your legs never fully shutting down. You pushed your hips up, his tip teasing your entrance as you sink back down, pushing him inside you.

His wide girth stretching you open once again. Jungkook’s hand grip your thighs instinctively helping you move up and down on him. He lays his head back on his chair letting you take over, admiring your body.

”Fuck..you’re so tight..” He praised you with his husky and deep voice as he hit bottom inside of you. His eyes drifting to your stomach, seeing his hard cock making your stomach bulge. That view of you taking him so well made his cock twitch inside of you.

His hands gripped your hips tighter this time, bouncing you up and down his length. His eyes only focusing on the sight of his dick stretching your pussy open, as if it could dissapear any moment.

Your moans filled the room as you came without a warning. He fucked you throughout your orgasm, as soon as you were done he finally let himself go, throwing warm ropes of cum inside of you.

You felt his cock twitching from time to time, your head was inside the crook of his neck as you two stayed like that for a while.

Neither of you spoke for a minute, the room was filled with you both catching your breath’s. The scent of sex lingered throughout his office, fingers tracing slow circles along your back, and every now and then he’d press a lingering kiss against your hair.

“You know,” he murmured, breaking the silence “you’re ridiculously clingy.”

You smiled against his neck. “You say that like you’re trying to get me to move.”

“I’m doing the opposite actually” He said with a smile on his face you couldn’t see, but you definitely could hear it from his teasing tone.

“Thought so.”

His quiet laugh vibrated beneath your head, before grabbing your waist carefully lifting you up, which had him pull out of you with a plop making you whine from the loss you were just clenching on.

”Let’s go get you cleaned up..”

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You stormed into Jungkook’s office once again, your heels clicking sharply, louder than the whispers of your coworkers. The door slammed shut behind you, echoing your annoyance.

“I am so done!”

Across the room, Jungkook didn’t even bother looking up from the stack of papers in front of him.

“Good morning to you too.”

“It is not a good morning.”

“Hm.”

You dropped a folder onto his desk with enough force to make the scattered papers on his table shift.

“The printer hates me!”

“The printer doesn’t hate you.”

“It absolutely does. It jammed three times.”

“Maybe you just don’t know how to use it properly.”

Your eyes went to him immediately, and for a second you doubted his patience. Why is he so calm with you even when you’re making a scene at eight in the morning?

It’s always been like this with Jungkook. Now don’t get me wrong, you’re an excellent secretary. You do as you’re supposed to do, but you’re not that good for him to be so laidback when you’re shaking up the whole office on a monday morning

When you first became Jungkook’s secretary three years ago, your coworkers had started a bet on how long you’d last on your new promotion. The longest they assumed was a week, maybe two max. Nobody had expected you to survive three years—least of all yourself.

The silence finally earned you a glance by him.

His dark eyes lifted from the paperwork to you, completely unfazed. His gaze flickered to your lips before returning to your eyes, which made you shake off from your thoughts.

The air between you two felt too tight almost suffocating, too still and just too much.

“What?” you asked, suddenly aware of his gaze on you lasting a bit too long than normal since you’d wandered to his desk.

“Nothing.” The answer out of his lips came too quickly, as if he didn’t need to think twice about the thick tension between you both right now.

You narrowed your eyes at him. You felt a knot in your stomach tightening, and you’re thanking god inside your head that your hair was down today, so he couldn’t see your burning red ears.

“You keep staring.” you mumble, with the intention of him not hearing you. But he did.

“Am I?”

“Yes.”

“Maybe you’re just distracting.” Finally, he set his pen down, his gaze dropping back to the untouched papers on his table he probably needs to finish today.

“And you came to me because…?” Jungkook asked you with his gaze on the papers. His desk messier than how you’ve usually seen it before.

You exhaled slowly through your mouth. “Because the printer isn’t working.”

“You already said that.”

“Yes,” you said, a little more shaky than you normally talk to him. “That’s kind of the problem.”

For a second, he just looked at you and you were about to worry about your ears burning again. But then, very slowly, the corner of his mouth twitched. Not quite a smile, not quite anything soft. You couldn’t exactly point out what it was, all you knew is that it wasn’t sweet.

Now you didn’t have the ears to worry about, it was your cheeks this time. You felt your face flushing pink and you couldn’t even hide it anymore, even if you tried.

You hoped he wouldn’t notice, but I guess he did by the smirk that twitched wider on the corner of his lips. Jungkook pushed back from his chair and stood up, the movement quiet but it made your heart beat so loud you felt it almost bursting open out of your ribcage.

He walked around the desk without breaking eye contact, each step closing the distance between you two until there was barely any left at all.

For three years, you had walked into this office without a second thought, almost like you owned it. But at this moment, this office is the last place you want to be in right now.

His steps came slowly, each one coming closer to you. Your mind could only scream for the ground to open up and swallow you whole. But it didn’t.

”When will we stop pretending?” he said quietly, as if he were frustrated with you, something you’ve never seen before, even when you were acting insufferable in purpose.

”I am not pretending.” you manage to mutter quietly as if you weren’t proud of your words

”No?” he tilted his head slightly “Because from where I’m standing,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper, “it looks exactly like pretending.”

His words lingered in the thick air between you that’s filled with tension. Your lips parted instinctively, as if you had an answer for him when you know you didn’t. The words caught somewhere in your throat and didn’t make it out.

As soon as you opened your mouth again, Jungkook took one last step making his mouth crash into yours, taking advantage of your slightly opened mouth. You gasp in his mouth when he suddenly kisses you. His hand was on the back of your head, his fingers curling around your hair.

Your hands were curled up on a tight fist against his chest, but the hesitation didn’t last long as you melted into his kiss. You let out a helpless whimper, and he was more than happy to claim it by swallowing it into his own mouth.

You gently pushed him away from you to gasp for air with the fist you had on his chest as both of your mixed saliva string connected both of your lips.

Your cheeks were burning hot, you could practically feel how flushed they were without needing to look into a mirror. Your eyelashes fluttering as you looked at his plump pink lips caused by the steaming hot kiss you two just shared.

You tiptoed, your lips reaching his level as you went in for another kiss, this one was way sloppier than the last. This time you wrapped your arms around his neck, your hands slightly toying with his chain.

His hands went under your skirt, his rings cooling your thighs making you shiver under his touch.

You were so deep into the kiss, that you didn’t even notice Jungkook guiding you backward toward his office desk. It wasn’t until you felt the back of your thighs press against the cold wood.

That’s when Jungkook pulled away from the kiss drawing a quiet whine of protest from your mouth. His large hands settled on your waist, your eyes widened on how effortlessly his hands fit around you, as if they were meant to hold around you like that. He lifted you up with ease before you could form a thought, making you feel as light as a feather

His gaze finally went in yours, seeing you sitting on his office table. He should be working, writing emails and reading papers like his usual boring days, but he can’t help himself when you’re sitting on his desk, with his hands at both sides of the table, caging you as if you were the most fragile thing in the world.

Your fingers hesitated for a second before finding the top button of Jungkook’s shirt almost automatically, you felt his burning gaze never leaving your face, but you didn’t have the courage to look at him. He watched you in quiet amusement, the corners of his lips lifting into a soft smile as you slowly undid the first button, then the next, until you unbuttoned the last one, making you let out a shaky sigh you didn’t even know you were holding.

The white fabric parted open beneath your fingers revealing his bare chest. The silence was warm, neither of you spoke at first, but you never noticed anyway. You were too busy analysing his naked upper body, you let your gaze drift to his tattoos but you looked away, your eyes finally looking into his immediately when you noticed he was about to say something.

“What?” he asked.

“Nothing,” you said too quickly, as if you planned it beforehand in your mind, which you did.

He let out a short, almost mocking chuckle. “Right.”

You rolled your eyes, but you could feel your cheeks getting warm, as if they weren’t any warmer before.

“Get over yourself..I-I was just looking at the tattoos.”

“Uh-huh.” Jungkook said, clearly not believing what just came out of your mouth, his gaze dropping on it automatically. That’s when he got hypnotised by your plump lips once again, grabbing your cheek with his tattoed hand as he pecked the corner of your lips.

His pecks slowly shifted to your neck. The gasp you tried to hold back escaped your mouth when he kissed your sweet spot. You felt his cold lip piercing against your warm neck as he kissed it, making you shiver.

A small smile tugged on his lips. He brushed a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his touch soft enough to make you smile back.

His smile dropped to a more serious look as his eyes drifted to the other side of your neck, leaning over to kiss it. You tilted your head to the side to give him more space, as he was sucking on sweet spots you didn’t even know you had. You let out a loud moan, as your eyebrows knit together into a pleasured frown.

He was now sucking roughly at your soft neck, painting your skin in a vibrant dark violet colour. He then bit that sweet spot making a loud shameless whimper slip out of your lips, before licking it throughly to soothen the bite mark he just left on you.

You felt his hands crawl under your skirt forcing your breath to hitch as you look up at him. Your brain is hazy with need, that you shamelessly pushed your skirt off, as it falls under both of you on the ground. His hands gripping on your thighs wasn't helping your self respect to rise back. It’s like the bratty attitude you always had with him just left your body for good.

His grip shifted from your thighs to under your shirt, his hands going over the sides of your waist as he takes your shirt off throwing it without a care in the world.

"You’re so pretty” he mutters against your neck causing an aching pain between your legs for his touch.

He placed open mouth kisses from your neck down to your upper chest that was spilling out of your bra. He looked up at you as he left one last lingering kiss on your chest before standing up again.

You sighed in frustration, he was clearly teasing you with the biggest smile on his face while doing it. Jungkook chuckled looking at the faint frown tugged at your features. His hands gave you a light tap on your hips, signaling you to lift them, and you did it almost instantly, without any second thoughts.

Your eyes softened looking at him. Your attention was on his piercing eyes, you only saw the sight of him like this when he was trying to focus reading important files, but this time it was because of you and your doings to him. He pulled down your panties in one swift motion, you gasped when the cold air hit your core.

Your folds were glistening with your own wetness, he took it as an invitation to slip his middle finger, finding your soaked and swollen pussy. Your hands flew almost immediately on his broad shoulders for support, melting into the touch, hips bucking against his hand like a shameless dog in heat, but that was the least of your worries right now.

He added another finger, sliding smoothly by the help of your arousal.

”Jungkook..” You let out a loud moan calling his name, and he felt himself twitch in his pants. Something about you moaning his name had him so dizzy, he could barely think or stand straight.

”Hm? Are you close?” He asked with his deep voice that made your stomach knot. You bit back a moan nodding as the pace of his fingers picked up. The combination of both his fingers inside you and the pressure his palm had on your clit was overwhelming. Your breath came out in short pants, as your walls clenched his fingers so tightly, greedily sucking him in like there’s no tomorrow.

The second he felt your walls fluttering around his fingers tightly, knowing you were close, he removed his fingers. The loss making you whine as you looked up at him with glossy and needy eyes.

He chuckled at your helpless state, making your cheeks flush out of embarrassment. But that feeling went away as soon as you heard a belt unbuckling.

Your eyes drifted down to his waist, he was unbuckling his pants. You never thought you’d see this sight of Jungkook, but I guess your coworkers weren’t lying after all. Jungkook did get distracted by you, not like you were complaining anyway…

You got out of your thoughts as Jungkook pushed his pants down. You saw his very much hard and visible print, his cock wanting to be freed out of his tight grey Calvin Klein boxers, and you swore your mouth was almost drooling at the sight of him like that. He hooks his finger into the waistband of his boxers and pulls them down his thighs, just enough for his dick to escape.

You gulped at the sight of his dick hard, caused by you. His hands grip your thighs firmly, spreading them. You let out a careless loud whimper when you felt his tip smack your wet and glistening lips.

Jungkook watched the reactions on your soft features the whole time, he watched as your eyebrows furrowed in pleasure, as your mouth parts to let out shaky whimpers and as you bit your own lip to try and stop the sounds you’re making, but failing each time.

You looked at his bright pink tip, with precum coming out of the slit before he lined his cock up with your entrance. He inserts the tip in, reaching under your back to make you arch up into him.

You let out a breathless moan at the burning but pleasuring stretch. He pushes into you slowly, inch by inch, watching pleasured reactions take over your face the entire time.

Jungkook’s brows forrowed with pleasure, as he looks down at the sight of both of you interacting. He presses his lips together, his lip piercing shining as it catches the light at just the right angle.

Once he’s completely inside you, he stops for a moment to let you adjust to his size. You’re so impatient that you start rocking your hips upwards to meet his. He chuckles at your eagerness before gently pushing you lower on your back. Your bare back meeting the cold wood making you tremble, but the sight of him planting both hands on the table next to your head, with you standing between them and his face closer to yours made you forget all about the uncomfortable and rock-hard desk you’re laying on.

He picks up his pace, slamming into you harder and harder so the sounds of both of your bodies meeting and your loud moans fill the room, not thinking twice about the other workers outside of the office. He holds your thighs securely but not tight enough to bruise while fucking you. His pace starts to become almost animalistic as the office desk creaks beneath both of your bodies.

You bring him down by his chain for a messy open kiss as you moan and whimper against his lips shamelessly. Your mouths stay parted over each others, both letting out short breaths.

You moan into his neck as your knuckles whitening while digging your nails into his back, that’s certainly going to leave a scratch mark.

He groaned from the burning pain you’d caused, but it only awakened his animalistic pace even more. You felt the tingling pleasure on your stomach, your walls clinging tightly around his cock.

”Are you close?” Jungkook asks breathlessly, his eyes looking into flushed face.

”Mhm..” You only managed to let out a whimpering mumble. His thrusts becoming more passionate bringing you closer to your release.

He continued to thrust into you, his movements becoming sloppier as you find your release.

Jungkook pulls out of you, his arm caging around your waist tightly as he carries you up with one arm. Your legs wrapped around his waist instinctively as he sat on his leather chair with you straddling him on top.

You let out a sigh before looking into his eyes, leaning in to kiss him, this time not so shyly. You caged his lip piercing with your teeth, slightly pulling it to make Jungkook groan but you couldn’t seem to figure out if it was from pleasure or pain.

You giggled teasingly before letting the piercing escape your teeth as you give his lower lip one last lick. You were about to pull away but Jungkook grabbed your face, not so gently before pulling you closer in another claiming kiss.

The heat between your legs never fully shutting down. You pushed your hips up, his tip teasing your entrance as you sink back down, pushing him inside you.

His wide girth stretching you open once again. Jungkook’s hand grip your thighs instinctively helping you move up and down on him. He lays his head back on his chair letting you take over, admiring your body.

”Fuck..you’re so tight..” He praised you with his husky and deep voice as he hit bottom inside of you. His eyes drifting to your stomach, seeing his hard cock making your stomach bulge. That view of you taking him so well made his cock twitch inside of you.

His hands gripped your hips tighter this time, bouncing you up and down his length. His eyes only focusing on the sight of his dick stretching your pussy open, as if it could dissapear any moment.

Your moans filled the room as you came without a warning. He fucked you throughout your orgasm, as soon as you were done he finally let himself go, throwing warm ropes of cum inside of you.

You felt his cock twitching from time to time, your head was inside the crook of his neck as you two stayed like that for a while.

Neither of you spoke for a minute, the room was filled with you both catching your breath’s. The scent of sex lingered throughout his office, fingers tracing slow circles along your back, and every now and then he’d press a lingering kiss against your hair.

“You know,” he murmured, breaking the silence “you’re ridiculously clingy.”

You smiled against his neck. “You say that like you’re trying to get me to move.”

“I’m doing the opposite actually” He said with a smile on his face you couldn’t see, but you definitely could hear it from his teasing tone.

“Thought so.”

His quiet laugh vibrated beneath your head, before grabbing your waist carefully lifting you up, which had him pull out of you with a plop making you whine from the loss you were just clenching on.

”Let’s go get you cleaned up..”

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