thinkin’ of going on tour with your famous bf jungkook ! he takes you to see the world, so you can watch him perform for millions that scream his name . but there’s a certain comfort in him always coming home to you >.< even better when he whispers into your ear how he was thinking of tasting ‘n touching you all night . . .
ooooo omg yes n’ he always makes sure you have the best seat in the house bc he needs to see you. he wants to be able to look over, and there you are, hearts practically in your eyes as you sing along to every song with the biggest smile on your lips. hearing the thousands upon thousands of fans scream his name and other . . . obscenities . . never bothered you in the slightest because you knew he was yours. you knew that after the last song of the night he’d be all yours to touch on & kiss. and you’d be a fool think he didn’t feel the same. exact. way.
once you’re alone, in the privacy of his hotel room with no watchful eyes or perked up ears, he’d be all over you like bees on pollen! he’d kiss at your neck, your lips. he’d giggle in between kisses all while saying the nastiest things like—
“you look so pretty in that skirt, it was so hard for me to hide this.” (his boner . . shocker)
“all i could think about during the end was being in you. i-i need to feel you, babe.”
“wan’ you to let me play with her before tomorrow nights show . . wanna smell you on my fingers while i’m on stage . . .”
you never quite knew what to say being the flustered thing that you were, but jungkook never minded. as long as your sole focus was only on him & what he had to say, of course.
and after all that, along with a couple laps at your slicked cunt, he’d have you in prone bone with his bicep stepping in as a little pillow for you head while he blew your back out. he wanted you to be loud, oh how he wished to have your screams n’ whines waft into his pierced ears like the sweetest of symphonies—but he had to be stealthy for now, because you just never know.
“i know, baby, i know—i-i’m so sorry, but you just gotta be quiet for kook, okay? bite me. kiss me. do whatever you want so i can make up for it,” he’d whine directly into your ear, so he could feel you shiver against his chest.
the only time he throws caution into the wind with the noise control is when he cums alongside you, filling up your greedy pussy for the first, and certainly not last, time that night.
and then you’d do it all over again . . except on a different bed, in a different city, with a different view to look at through your bleary vision while he fucked you like he hated your guts (he loved you more than anything in this world. despite that for some reason, his fans believe he’s having an affair with jimin.)
