Of Games & Sex (M)
➤ your wonderful boyfriend tells you another way he could enjoy playing games even without his precious gaming consoles and computer.
↳ character: jungkook x reader
↳ genre: smut, fluff, gaming! au
↳ warnings: fingering, squirting, comparison to gaming consoles
↳ word count: 2401 words
↳ a/n: i just had this sitting in my drafts, might as well finish it since i was playing way too much of sims these past few weeks.
The living room was blaring with constant sounds of fire arms and bombs going on every five seconds and not once had it been peaceful ever since your boyfriend had returned home to your shared apartment. His hobby of playing video games was bearable for you until he decided to hook up the new audio system he bought a week ago.
He had argued that the both of you could take advantage of it – you being a movie fanatic and him a video game addict. You would have agreed with the idea if it weren’t for him hogging the entire entertainment system for the past few days now.
Instead, you end up using his computer game setup to watch all your VODs since it streamed faster and you had the 32-inch monitor all to yourself. After your third movie for the night, your stomach started rumbling – hunger and the craving for pizza starts crawling up your throat.
You head out of Jungkook’s office and walk towards the fridge to find that the leftover pizzas from yesterday was gone and on the coffee table – your boyfriend scoffing down every slice of those meaty dough pies.
Thankfully you were smart enough to buy a third box and hid it in the secret compartment of the fridge – one where Jungkook would never be bothered to bend down to search for food. Grabbing a plate, you put three slices of them pepperoni pizzas before cracking a cold cola to pair with it.
You plopped down on the couch beside Jungkook – whose eyes had not been away from the screen for hours it seems. You could see the whites had now been painted in light pink almost turning red.
Finally, the ‘game over’ sign appeared on the screen and Jungkook sighed and groaned in defeat, throwing the controller aggressively on the coffee table.
“Hey!” You patted his thigh. “Be careful with them! Do you remember how much that cost?! We wouldn’t want another incident like before to happen again now do we?”
Jungkook smirked. “Well, if that incident happens again,” He grabs your hand with the pizza slice in hold and leads it towards his mouth. He moaned in delight when his tongue came in contact with sweet dough. “There’s always another way for me to play my game.”
“Yeah? And what’s that? Your PC? Not a chance, old man. You promised me a week with that bad boy when you wanted me to stop complaining about you hogging the flat screen.”
“And when did I promise you that?” His eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“When you were too busy with your precious game and you just said anything to get me to leave you alone.” You clicked your tongue and shot him a playful wink. “Can’t break a promise once promised, Jungkook. Your words.”
“Oh baby. All the more reason for me to play video games with you.” Now you’re the one who’s confused. “You see baby, there are three things in this world that I love the most. Three things that have the same functions and the same features.”
“What does that have to do with me?” You asked.
Jungkook leans in with his arms resting on the back of the sofa. “One of the three things include you of course. The game console, my superior PC and my adorable little girlfriend, Y/N.”
You laughed, appalled by the answer your boyfriend just gave you. “Me? You must be joking. How do I have the same functions and features as your entertainment friends?”
“All three of you have buttons – buttons in which every button I press enables me to defeat my enemies and win my gaming arounds, control my player to go where I want them to go and even increase or decrease the sound of my game – whether I want it soft or loud. It goes the same for you, baby.” He explains but it only leaves you in a loop of confusion.
He groans and rolls his eyes when he looks at your expression. He grabs the plate in your hand and puts it down on the table, standing up and tugging you up with him as he leads you towards your bedroom.
“Well since words can’t explain it, how about I show you instead?” He pushes you down gently on to the bed as he crawls on top of you, careful not to crush your delicate body under his weight.
He takes your right hand and licks off the remaining crumbs from the pizza, sucking them clean with his mouth as he moans in delight. “Mmm...pizza does taste good on you, baby.”
“As much as I like to thank you for cleaning me up, that’s really unsanitary, Jungkook.” You complained. He chuckles, “You weren’t complaining about unsanitary things when I clean up your wet dripping pussy the last time we had sex. Now, stop talking and let me play my game, beautiful.”
He pulls your arms away from your chest and slides his hand up and down the sides of your hip – goosebumps forming on your skin when in contact with his cold hand. It was his way of keeping you calm and relax before having sex. Slowly he begins unbuttoning your pyjama top from the bottom until it reveals two beautiful hills and a valley in between.
One thing to note, Jungkook was a breast kind of guy and he loves marvelling and reeling in the beauty of your perky little tits resting on your chest. He tells you how your areola looks like the shape of a heart which you think was stupid and cute in a way. The best part of it all was that they fit so perfectly in his hands – sometimes playing it like a mould of clay, as a stress ball and even cupping them at night when he couldn’t sleep.
Using his thumbs, he pressed them against your nipple and rubs them in circles. You moan at the wonderful feeling as your sensitive nipples begin to harden under his touch. “Jungkook...mmm....” Suddenly he starts to flick them quickly using his index fingers and you can’t help but squeeze your thighs together, the friction increasing the heat of your pulsating pussy.
With your nipples in between his thumbs and fingers, he pinches them and pulls them like it was the tip of a balloon. “Look baby, look how hard your nipple got.” He giggles. “Just by controlling your nipple, your entire body is shaking. That’s how it functions, your nipple works as a joystick that lays on top of the controller – known as your breasts. See, it made you all good and horny. I bet that last combo got you leaking so much already, isn’t that right?”
Jungkook cups each of your breast in his hands again – squeezing them as he moves your breasts in all sorts of direction – up, down, left, right. “You know this one time I went to an arcade, I found this unusual strange machine that had balls for the controller. I don’t know what it is but as soon as I placed my hands on it, it reminded me of your soft breasts.
Fuck, I almost got a boner from a machine. Thank god my brothers didn’t notice the little tent forming in my jeans.”
You whined from the pain of your breasts but it felt so good that you begged Jungkook not to stop. He starts chanting out combo moves and mumbling weird things he always does whenever he plays his game.
“Fuck, yeah. I’m gonna slay this. I’m a fucking champion, that’s right. I’m gonna win this, I’m gonna win this.” He stutters over his words after that, quick to notice that he had started to grind hard cock against your clothed pussy. The material of his sweats was so thin you could see it almost tearing up – begging to be release from the discomfort of the clothing.
You sneakily slit a hand towards his cock without Jungkook knowing. Unfortunately, a hand had grabbed your wrist away from it. Jungkook was staring at you with a grin on his face. “No, no baby. Not yet. The time will come soon, just not right now.”
“If not now, then when? I wanna play with your joystick too, pretty please.” You begged, noticing the Cheshire smile he sends you after calling his cock a joystick. “Ah, so my dick is now your controller?”
You nodded, “Yeah, if my boobs are a controller, your dick is a controller too.”
“Fair enough.” In one swift movement, he pulls down your shorts along with your panties, showing off the glistering sweetness pouring out from your honey pot. “Oh my god, would you look at that.” He lowers his head at the same level as your pussy. Jungkook spreads your pussy even wider with his fingers, gawking at it like it’s the prettiest flower he had ever seen – even when he’s seen it numerous times.
“Jungkook, please.”
“What is it, baby?”
“I want your fingers inside me. I need your pretty fingers, please.” You hated how he’s been inspecting your pussy for the past few seconds and hasn’t even done anything to it yet. Jungkook once explain to you that it takes time to appreciate art just like his brother, Taehyung had taught him. He even called your pussy a masterpiece, craved with such details and perfection. You didn’t know how to react to his compliment of your pussy but could only mutter out, “I like your dick too. It’s beautiful and pleasing, just like you.”
“Oh no.” A shock expression appears on Jungkook’s face.
“What? What is it?” You asked.
“My coin, it’s stuck.” Before you could comprehend what he was saying, he enters two of his fingers inside you, curling them up like he was trying to grab the “coin” inside your pussy.
“Fuck, I can’t reach it. Y/N, your pussy’s so tight, you’re breaking my fingers.”
“But it feels so good.” You retorted as you busy your hands with your breasts.
“Oh yeah. Maybe if I press her, your pussy would give me my change back.” You felt his thumb pressing against your clit – pressing it harder and faster until you started squirting out your juices on him.
His sweats were now wet and stained and you could see an angered look on his face. “Baby, I didn’t say you could cum.”
“But I can’t help it, you made me do it. It’s your fault for losing your change.” You smirked at him. You pondered what he was going to do next until he settles his hands on your thighs and rubs them softly.
“I think...I think I need a drink to quench my thirst.” He sighs. You pouted as you sit up and leans towards him. “You’re leaving? Don’t go, I’m sorry I didn’t ask for your permission to cum. Please don’t leave, Jungkook.” You tugged on his shirt.
“Who said I was leaving?” He pushes you down on the bed and enters in his fingers again. This time round, he angles his head near you pussy and presses your clit like before. With a strong curl of his fingers, your hips bucked upwards – Jungkook quickly placing his mouth against your pussy and drinking in your juices you had squirted out.
You see his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down – drinking every last drop of your milky cum to satisfy his thirst. Once he was done, he licked the remaining juices that were leaking out.
“Mmm...tastes so much better than Gatorade. Alright time for our next game.” Jungkook takes off his shirt and pulls down his sweats and boxers so he was now naked like you. He switches position with you as he places you on top of him.
“In this game, you’re going to race with the others towards the finishing line. So, ride them up, cowboy. Or should I say, cowgirl.”
“You want me to ride you?”
Jungkook nodded, “Of course, I’m your horse.” He holds his cock for you and wiggles it. “Insert coin to start the game.” Signalling his cock to your pussy as a coin slot.
“Oh my god, how do I even put up with your bullshit, Jungkook.”
“You love me, that’s why.”
You eased down, taking his cock inside of him as you get comfortable with the feeling. Jungkook groans deeply, “Mmm, fuck. You feel so warm. We should do cockwarming more often. My cock get’s super cold from the air conditioner these days. I think your pussy makes a good heater for him; don’t you think?”
“Stop talking and pleasure me already.”
“Oh, no baby. I’m just a horse. You’re gonna have to pleasure yourself on your own. Come on, ride me. Ride me into the sunset, to that finish line. Yee-haw!” He slaps your ass and buckles you forward for a head start as you do all the work – grinding faster against him to get off from his cock.
“Faster baby, faster. You’re losing. You gotta keep going if you wanna catch up, if you wanna cum. You’re in third place now. You can’t cum if you lose this race, baby.” He motivates you.
“How can I win if my horse is slacking and I’m doing all the work. Now faster dammit. Is this how I train you to be? All those long nights of training aren’t working if your stroke game is weak as hell.” You mocked him just for the hell of it.
It seemed to work because now the pace was going twice as fast then before and slowly increasing in speed as you screamed and whined into an uttering mess. You could feel Jungkook’s cock hitting against your walls and the slowburn to release.
“Almost there, almost there.” Jungkook exclaims. “Ah...ah....ah....” With one strong last thrust, he creampies you, filling you up with the sweet vanilla cream until your pussy leaks from the overflow.
Harsh sharp pants were the only thing that was heard in the room. Tiny beads of sweats had appeared on both of your foreheads from all the exciting games you had played.
“That was fun. Let’s do this again.” The both of you laughed as you fall beside him – Jungkook wrapping an arm around you as he pulls you closer to him.
“What game do you suggest we play next?”
“How about, blow wind blow?”
“Blow wind blow? Blow what?”
“Blow my dick of course.”
