And if I did? (m) || jjk
"What’s a better way to celebrate moving into your new university dorm than spending it with your boyfriend, who happens to have some tricks up his sleeves…?”
🕸️ Pairing: spiderman!Jungkook x girlfriend|Reader(f)
🕸️ Rating/Genre: M(18+), pwp, crack/fluff at the end, established relationship, marvel au
🕸️ Warnings: softdom!jk, bigdick!jk, jk likes to tease... a lot, oral (f receiving), fingering, light dirty talk, bound by webs (oh boy), nipple play (with webs???), unprotected sex, rough(?) sex, spiting, creampie, cum play, “are you jungkook? and if i am?” vibe (because he’s a little tease and it needs to be a warning)
🕸️ Word count: 4.6k
🕸️ Author’s note: Smut is a genre I enjoy reading but suck at writing so bear with me haha >.< If you are under 18, don’t worry about not being able to read this! The little plot I did add is in the preview, so if you want the “plot” it’s there in the beginning (it isn’t that significant to SBaFL). Please don’t read below the preview line since this is 18+ c:
This was originally going to be the beginning of the next action story but I accidentally turned it into a different kind of action, so I just made it its own piece... Enjoy my attempt at sexy time!
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“Can you believe this?” You laughed as you fell onto your new bed that you and Jungkook had finished making. You were excited to start anew at your university. Thankfully, all your friends also attended the same university, which meant you were able to hang out with everyone. Unfortunately, dorms were not co-ed, so you weren’t able to room with Jungkook and would have to walk to another building to visit him. Although this wasn’t ideal, you were willing to sacrifice your laziness to visit your boyfriend. Plus, some exercise wouldn’t hurt since you spent most of your time sitting or laying down.
Today was the first day for students to begin moving in. Your parents had helped you bring in your belongings, however, they weren’t able to stay for long. Like many mothers, yours left with tears in her eyes. It was a new beginning for you and it felt good. Liberating even. Your parents were kind fellows and not overly strict. Though they didn’t need to be when you didn’t get into much trouble or fall behind in your classes.
Jungkook laughed along with you, watching as you laid down with excitement. He found the sound contagious and he often smiled widely every time he heard it. He playfully nudged your body over and started to climb next to you.
“Babe your shoes,” you whined when you noticed him beginning to lift his legs on your clean comforter. He gave you an apologetic look before taking off his boots, revealing his famous toe socks, then swinging his legs on the mattress. You smiled at the socks he adored before kissing his cheek in appreciation of his compliance.
“Aren’t you excited?” You asked as he wrapped his arms around your small frame. He smiled at you, pressing his lips against yours softly before responding.
“Hmm, that depends on how often I’ll get to see you.”
“That won’t be a problem,” you said and tangled your legs with his. “However, a certain masked hero may claim otherwise.”
He chuckled and started to rub small shapes along the small of your back.
“I told you I’ll try to spend more time with you,” he reminded gently, observing your face carefully. Although your response was said teasingly, he knew deep down there was a part of you that still doubted him.
“I know.” You rest your forehead against his chest, falling in silence as you both lay still, listening to each other’s breathing and enjoying each other’s company. While Jungkook has kept his promise so far, leaving the smaller crimes to the actual police, you were worried it wasn’t going to last. Every time sirens went off nearby you could tell Jungkook was yearning to follow them. You felt guilty that you were holding him back, but there was a part of you that needed him as Jeon Jungkook and not Spider-Man.
Your thoughts ended when you felt Jungkook tilt your chin up and bring his lips to yours. You hummed in satisfaction when you tasted the mango smoothie he had earlier. Jungkook flattened his palms against your lower back, pressing your body against his more before traveling his hands lower. You giggled into the kiss when he grabbed a fistful of your ass in his palms. Jungkook smiled, gliding his tongue between your lips and pressing it against yours. Your hands moved to rest against his taut chest, pushing him down and climbing on top without breaking the heated kiss. Your hair fell around your face, providing a curtain-like effect around your and Jungkook’s faces. Jungkook moved his hands to push your hair back, cradling your face in his hands as he continued to move his lips against yours.
Your hands slowly began to glide downwards, taking the time to feel out every dip and curve of his muscles. An involuntarily moaned slipped past your lips when you felt Jungkook harden beneath you. At this, Jungkook playfully jerked his hips up, pressing his bulge against your clothed entrance.
“Jungkook,” you gasped as you pulled away from the kiss. Jungkook stared up with faux innocence, tucking your hair behind your ears before moving south again.
“What?” He questioned. You spotted the corner of his lip twitching in amusement. “What’d I do, baby?”
“Don’t ‘baby’ me,” you huffed. “You know exactly what you di-” Jungkook lifted his hips again; however, this time he pushed down on your hips simultaneously. You whimpered when he was pressed harder against where you needed him.
“What was that?” He asked teasingly and began to circle your hips.
“I- I hate you,” you gasped out. Jungkook chuckled, nuzzling his face in your neck.
“No you don’t,” he mumbled against your skin. He began kissing the column of your neck for a few seconds before biting down, eliciting another moan from you. Jungkook gently patted your ass when you didn’t start moving your hips on your own. You were too distracted by Jungkook’s mouth that you had forgotten to do so. You obliged happily, rolling your hips against his, sighing in content at the friction. You could feel Jungkook grow bigger in his black jeans, reminding you of how thick he is. With this in mind, you began to grind roughly, needing more friction between your legs. Jungkook groaned at your harsher movements, licking the spot he had been assaulting before flipping you back over so you were on your back. You whined when he did so, the loss of contact making you feel empty.
“Shhh,” Jungkook cooed, leaning down and kissing your neck again. His hands slowly began to push your shirt up, revealing your soft skin to the cool air in the room. You shivered at the temperature change which caused Jungkook to laugh softly. He placed his knee between your legs and you greedily took the opportunity to move your hips against his thigh.
“So eager,” he mumbled as he glanced down at your rocking hips. He stayed still for a moment, flexing his muscles teasingly as he watched you get yourself off on his thick thigh. You suddenly felt shy under his intense gaze and you reached up, bringing his lips back to yours to distract him. He chuckled into the kiss, pulling away too soon for your preference. He helped you remove your shirt and bra from your body as you continue to move your lower body. As soon as your chest was exposed to him, he brought his lips down upon your nipples. Licking, sucking, and biting until they hardened until his touch.
“Jungkook,” you whined again, getting impatient at his slow pace. You needed more. Something. Anything other than rubbing yourself against him.
“What do you need, jagi?” He asked, large hands massaging your breasts as he awaited your response. Your face reddened at the thought of speaking your desire aloud. You knew Jungkook enjoyed it when you were vocal about what you wanted, but it never got easier. You were still shy to tell him.
“I... I want you—more,” your sentence was choppy, hoping to get away with saying the minimal. Jungkook shook his head, tsking as he waited for you to elaborate.
“Want your tongue,” you mumbled. Jungkook made a disapproving sound, squeezing your breasts harder in impatience.
“Speak up,” he encouraged, releasing his grip slightly and massaging them.
“I want your tongue,” you said, louder this time, but still not loud enough for your boyfriend. Jungkook twisted your nipples between his fingers, causing you to whine and arch your back into his touch.
“Tongue!” You gasped. “Want your tongue, fingers, cock, anything,” you begged. Jungkook released his hold on you, smiling down at you with pride.
“Good girl,” he hummed, kissing your bruised nipples before creating a path of kisses down to your core. Your heart raced with anticipation and you reached out to grab onto his growing locks. Jungkook had usually kept his hair pretty short, the tips falling right under his eyebrows; however, the ends were now at the bottom of his eyes. You didn’t complain though, this new look was growing on you.
Although Jungkook ventured lower at your request, he never complied to you easily. He placed a gentle kiss against your covered core—so gently it was barely noticeable. You bucked your hips up, wanting more attention. He smiled at your action and glanced up at you as he leaned back on his heels.
“Take them off,” he said, referring to your pants, and move the comforter to the side. You wasted no time to do as he ordered, unbuttoning your pants and kicking them off quickly.
“This too?” You asked, pointing to your underwear. He nodded, watching as your hands pushed off the soaked material. Just as you were about to close your legs, Jungkook quickly reached out and pulled them apart. He moaned internally as he watched your arousal drip down, strings of it breaking as your legs parted.
“I can’t wait to taste you, baby,” he said and reached out, lightly ghosting his index finger along your wet pussy lips. Your legs shook slightly at his feather-light touch.
“Kookie,” you whined, grabbing his wrist and urging him to do more. He wrapped your wrist with his other hand, squeezing it roughly in a warning.
“You’re not in charge here,” he said sternly before releasing your wrist. You reluctantly pulled it back.
Jungkook continued his gentle movements against your core, making his way up to your clit and mimicking his actions. Your hands fisted the sheets as you tried not to smack his hands away and touch yourself. His movements were agonizingly slow and too light.
Jungkook noticed your knuckles turn white and decided you had had enough teasing—with his fingers at least. He removed his hands from you and lowered himself. He glanced up, watching your face as he blew on your soaked entrance. You whimpered at the cool sensation, bucking your hips again. He smirked at your actions, repeating what he had done before suddenly flatting his tongue and licking up from the base of your entrance to your clit.
“Oh,” you gasped and tangled your fingers in his hair. You watched as he closed his eyes, savoring your arousal on his tongue. After a few seconds, he locked his eyes on yours, gathering saliva in this mouth before spitting on your already slicken folds. Your mouth fell open at his actions, feeling dirty by what he had just done but also feeling excited. Jungkook rubbed his spit in your slick, watching as they mixed together.
“Please,” you begged quietly, still not completely satisfied. Your body was writhing under his cruel touches. He still hasn’t given you enough. Jungkook ducked his head down, flicking his tongue against your clit as he rubbed your messy slit. He continued giving quick swipes of his tongue against your clit as he teased your hole. He outlined the entrance with his fingers, sliding just the tip of his finger inside before pulling out. You gripped his head tighter, the urge to push him away and doing it yourself growing stronger.
“More, please, Jungkook I need more,” you panted, moving your hips against him in hopes to get more of anything. Jungkook, however, didn’t listen to your requests. He moved his head away from your clit, focusing his gaze on the way his hand teasing your entrance. He slipped his finger inside you more, but still not all the way. He was driving you insane.
“Fuck,” you cried and quickly brought your hand to your clit, rubbing fast circles against the bud. Jungkook stopped his movements, watching in surprise as you began pleasuring yourself. However, his shock didn’t last long. He grabbed both your wrists and pinned them against the bed’s headboard. He released his hold after he positioned them but before you could move, he shot out two small webs, adhering your wrists to the surface. Your eyes widened at his actions, glancing on either side as you looked at your now webbed-wrists.
“You did not just do that,” you said in disbelief, tugging on your hands to free them even though you knew they weren’t that feeble.
“And if I did?” He smugly responded. Oh how you wanted to smear that smug right off his beautiful, slightly swollen lips.
“Isn’t this, like, against the rules? Aren’t you only supposed to use your spidey-powers when you need to?” You stared up at your boyfriend, still surprised by what he had just done. Jungkook shrugged.
“I did need to,” he countered. “You weren’t listening to me.”
“Jungkook, you knew that’s not what I mea- Shit,” you choked as Jungkook swiftly slid two fingers inside your dripping core.
“That- This- You can’t keep… doing that… to just… shut me up,” you stuttered as he started to pump his fingers, increasing his speed as you continued to speak.
“Why not? It’s effective,” he chuckled, resting one arm near your head while the other was between your legs. Your sarcastic reply died on your tongue when he rapidly moved his fingers, enjoying the way your face contorted in bliss. He leaned down, pressing his lips against yours before you could reply. You grumbled in disapproval against his lips, however, this only caused him to smile.
Jungkook slowed his movements and instead began to part his fingers sideways, stretching your entrance to prep you for what was to come. You moaned against his lips, bucking your hips and tugging on your webbed restraints.
After what felt like seconds (though it was minutes), Jungkook moved away completely from you. You laid there panting with your legs spread as you watched your fully clothed boyfriend stare down at you. He gave you a gentle smile before removing his clothing. Your eyes traveled down as he abandoned his clothes on your floor. Your mouth began to water at the sight of his firm naked body. While becoming Spider-Man gave him superhuman strength and quick reflexes, it also caused his body to become even more muscular than before. It was the perfect combination of firmness and softness.
You greedily drank in every inch of his exposed skin. Although this wasn’t your first time seeing him naked, it still amazed you. He always amazed you.
Your walls clenched around the air in anticipation as he stroked his cock a few times.
“Do you want me?” He asked and tilted his head to the side as he kept his gaze on your face. Your eyes snapped up to his as he spoke.
“Is that a trick question?” You asked, a small scoff escaping your lips. Of course you wanted him. Jungkook narrowed his eyes as you scoffed and moved closer to you.
“Answer me,” he said, lowering himself slightly to align himself at your entrance. Your mind momentarily went blank as you felt his tip press against your hole. When you didn’t respond quick enough, Jungkook slowly ran the tip between your folds, coating his hardened member with your arousal.
“Yes,” you rasped. “Yes, I want you, Jungkook.”
“What exactly do you want?” You forced yourself to not roll your eyes. Hasn’t he tortured you enough? He chuckled when he saw the twitch in your eyes, pressing the tip harder against you.
“Tell me, baby,” he murmured, rubbing your clit with his tender fingers. Your eyes closed briefly at the pleasurable sensation.
“I want your cock,” you caved and moved your hips for more friction.
“Is that all?” He pressed, enjoying the way your body trembled with need. He loved watching the way your body reacted to his touch—as if it needed him in order to live.
“Please just fuck me already,” you huffed. While you enjoy foreplay, you’ve had enough of it today. You just needed him inside you, stretching you and rubbing against your walls. Jungkook chuckled, pressing the tip against your entrance and slowly sliding in.
You sighed in pleasure as you relaxed your body and allowed him to penetrate you deeper. Jungkook let out a shaky breath and gave your hips a squeeze.
“You feel so good around me,” he sighed, watching as his cock disappeared inside you until his hips met yours. He didn’t wait for you to adjust before he pulled back and pushed back in. His movements were slower than usual, taking his time to roll his body against yours. You could feel every inch of his thick cock as he stretched your walls deliciously. However, your body was growing needier. You began pushing your hips in time with his, hinting at your desires.
Jungkook must’ve understood and leaned back on his heels. He reached under your knees, propping them up before moving so he was resting his thighs under yours. His grip on your hips tightened before he started snapping your hips to his. His pace increased steadily as he slammed you onto his dick. Your hips were beginning to sting at the strong grip he had but you didn’t care. Your focus was on the way his cock filled your tight core.
Moaning out his name, you arched your back off the mattress and tugged on the webbed restraints. Jungkook’s gaze shifted from your pussy to your breasts. He moaned quietly as he watched them bounce each time he brought your hips down. He quickened his speed, watching in fascination as your breasts moved with his rhythm. You couldn’t stop the string of moans that fell from your lips at Jungkook’s swift speed.
He slowed abruptly and pushed you against him roughly. You whined as his cock rammed inside you completely, stilling himself in your warmth.
“Do you want to try something?” Jungkook asked, breathing ragged as he kept his length buried inside you. You were in such a daze it took you a second to register what he asked.
“W-what is it?” You wondered, squeezing your walls around him with need. He bit his lip when you did so.
“Do you trust me?” He responded, ignoring your question.
“Yes,” you nodded without hesitation. He hid his smile at your quick response. He didn’t spend too much time thinking about what that meant to him—he’d do it later—and slightly extended his arm. Your eyes widened when two webs shot out, one connecting to each nipple.
“Jungkook, what the fu-ccck,” you gasped. You were getting tired of him interrupting your sentences. Though your irritation quickly dissolved when Jungkook gently tugged on the two strings in his hand, pulling on your nipples. He watched your face closely as he did so, unsure of how you would like this. Your gaze became hazy at the sensation. It was slightly painful, uncomfortable even, but that feeling was soon replaced with pleasure. You moaned, hands curling into fists as your eyes rolled back slightly. Jungkook smirked at your reaction and tugged a little harder.
“Oh my god, Jungkook,” you whimpered, arching your back in response to his actions.
“Just let me know if it’s too painful,” he murmured as he shifted into a position that would allow him to have a sturdier position. You cried out as Jungkook began moving his hips, sliding roughly into you while pulling on the strings. Your body felt as if it were on fire. You couldn’t think of a coherent sentence let alone form a sensible one. You were in your headspace of euphoria and the feeling in your tummy was growing with each thrust and tug of the string.
A loud hiss erupted from your throat as Jungkook pulled harder, eyes darkening as he watched the way your breasts were forming peaks when he pulled on the strings. After a few seconds, he relaxed his hold and moved his other hand to circle your swollen clit.
“Jungkook,” you rasped when you felt yourself near the edge. Your walls clenched around his long length, which caused his thrusts to falter in their actions.
“Wanna come,” you mewled as he continued to ram into you. Jungkook smirked at your response and snapped his hips against yours with more force, yearning a yelp from you.
“I didn’t even have to ask this time,” he chuckled and pulled on the string connected to your nipples again. “Are you finally learning or are you just that fucked out?”
You were sure there was a witty response on the tip of your tongue, but honestly, he wasn’t wrong about the latter. Your thoughts were filled with Jungkook and Jungkook only.
“P-please,” you stuttered and started moving your hips with his.
“Tell me what I’m doing to you first, jagi,” he panted out and began increasing his speed. His hair was slick with sweat, golden skin shining as a few beads of sweat rolled down his muscular torso. How were you supposed to respond when he did things like that?
“‘Mm feel so big inside me,” you murmured. “‘Fucking me so good, Koo… Str-stretching me,” you replied. You weren’t even sure what you had just said but you just wanted to reach your release.
“Yeah?” He hummed. “Let me hear just how good my cock feels sliding inside your tight pussy.”
If it weren’t for your incoherent thoughts, you would be shocked by the way he spoke to you. Although this wasn’t your first time with Jungkook, you were still discovering new sides of him. However, you couldn’t lie that his words ignited more fire in your veins.
Jungkook shifted slightly then increased everything—his speed, his force, his tug. Albeit subtle, the shift had him rubbing against a spot inside you that made your vision blurry with white dots. The guttural moan that emitted from your throat was enough of a hint to Jungkook to keep hitting the same spot.
It was more than enough to push you over the edge. Your body trembled under his as you came undone, throat growing sore from how loud you screamed his name. Your mantra was unwavering as you rode out your orgasm.
Jungkook continued his rough ascent upon you, chasing his own release as he used your body for his pleasure. Your body was growing sensitive with each snap of his hips. Jungkook came with a deep moan and shoved his length as far as he could inside you. He leaned over your body, hands on either side of your head as he filled you with his load. Small breathless moans slipped past his parted lips; his nose was slightly scrunched as he came down his high. The lust-filled glaze in his eyes was ebbing away and was replaced with affection. You raised your face to him, connecting your lips in a lazy kiss.
Jungkook hummed against your lips, letting the kiss linger for a few more seconds, then pulled away and rested his forehead against yours. He laid on top of you for a few more minutes, taking in the sensation of your body under his as he became flaccid within you. You whimpered when he sat up and slid out of your sensitive warmth. You watched his face as he stared down between your legs. You knew he was focused on the way his cum leaked out and pooled on the sheets. Your breath hitched when Jungkook slid his fingers between your messy folds before gathering some and gently pushing it inside. Your body jerked at the intrusion and you weakly used one of your legs to nudge him away. He smiled at your action, thinking it was cute, before sitting back a little. He raised his arm slightly and your eyes widened.
“Don’t web me there,” you gasped and closed your knees. Jungkook’s movement stopped, round eyes growing before he laughed. He continued raising his hand, bringing it to your lips.
“I wasn’t going to,” he said with amusement and pressed his cum-covered fingers against your mouth. You slowly took them in your mouth, humming quietly as his taste touched your tongue. “But now that you say that… Maybe next time.”
He slipped his fingers from you and began getting dressed. You tried to sit up, only to be reminded you couldn’t because of the tug of your wrists.
“Jungkook take these things off,” you grumbled as you tugged on your restraints. Jungkook raised a brow and looked up from buckling his belt. He quickly shook the hair from his eyes to get a better look at you. The corner of his lips twitched as he looked down at your naked form. His eyes leisurely roamed your exposed skin.
“Why would I do that?” He asked teasingly and bent down to gather his shirt in his hands. “You look pretty sexy right now.”
“Not cute, Jeon. You had your fun now take them off,” you said sternly with another tug for emphasis.
“I would, but I can’t. They’ll dissolve in two hours,” he replied nonchalantly and shrugged on his shirt. To say your eyes widened was an understatement. They practically fell out of their sockets.
“Two hours?!” You exclaimed in disbelief as you glanced at your restraints then to your still-covered nipples. “You’re lying. Take them off now.”
Jungkook had turned to your mirror and was fixing his hair as you spoke. You knew he was doing that to be an ass. He didn’t care about styling his hair; he just wanted to ruffle your feathers. And boy were they ruffled. He craned his neck over his shoulder, giving you a sinister smirk.
“Are you hungry? I can bring back food. There’s this nice ramen place an hour away, which means I’ll be back in two—plenty of time to-”
“Jeon Jungkook!” You shrieked and pulled again even though you knew it was no use. If webbing enemies was effective, you knew you wouldn’t be able to get out that easily.
“Okay, okay, okay,” he laughed and turned his body fully to you. “I’ll get us hamburgers instead.”
“You’re dead when I get out of these,” you growled, staring daggers at your devious boyfriend.
“Well now that you’ve threatened me, I definitely don’t want you to get out,” he joked, crossing his arms over his chest. You ignored the way his arms flexed and bulged at the simple action.
“Dead. Meat,” you emphasized and turned your face away from him. You were not staying like this for two hours. There had to be a way out.
“Should I call that Spider-Man guy to save me? He seems pretty reliable.” He raised a hand up, extending his pinkie and thumb to form a telephone. “Uhh hello, yes, Spider-Man? My girlfriend is threatening to kill me. Please come sav-”
“We’re never having sex again,” you huffed as you looked at him again. His doe eyes widened and he gasped dramatically.
“Yn, don’t say such horrific things,” he replied in mock fear.
“Just get me out of here,” you whined, sticking out your bottom lip in a pout you hoped he couldn’t resist. It was a stupid method, but he was going to get you out somehow. Jungkook stared down at you in thought.
“What do I get out of it?” He teased as he moved closer to you.
“I won’t kill you,” you replied. Jungkook cocked his head to the side.
“Can you throw in a kiss, too?” He asked.
“Fine, now get me out,” you hissed and wiggled your wrists. He smiled and quickly leaned down, pressing his lips against yours. You whined against them, biting his bottom lip to get him to pull away.
“Now, Kookie,” you complained.
“Such a minx,” he chuckled and nodded, no longer needing to tease you. “This won’t be easy. They’re designed to be very sturdy.”
You rolled your eyes and slumped further into the mattress. “Then why did you use them on me? Like this!” You squealed as you glanced down at your breasts. Jungkook placed a soothing hand on one of them and gave it a squeeze.
“I think it was worth it to hear you scream my name,” he smirked, giving you a teasing wink before getting to work on removing the webs.
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