Jungkook x Reader - Game play
Summary: Jungkook isn’t giving you any attention and would rather play his online game with Tae.
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Sweet and sexy
Author: Pilot
“I’m home!” You call from the front door.
“Oh!” He grunts in acknowledgement. You stand at the door, groceries in one hand, keys in the other, amazed at how little attention you are receiving from him. He mumbles “Wait a minute Taehyung” and the game is paused. He cocks his head and turns to look at you from the couch. “Hi baby.” He flashes a smile.
He gets up off the couch and lifts his arms above his head, stretching. He starts walking towards you. He’s wearing his grey sweatpants. The tie has come undone and they’re sitting loosely and a little lower around his hips than usual.
You can see the top of his underwear and your eyes instantly draw to his pelvic bone and the wisps of hair near his belly button. He slides his hand under his white t-shirt and scratches his chest.
That action enough is killing your resolve so you make your way to the kitchen counter. He moves behind you, wraps one of his arms around you and with the other, eases the bag from your grip and places it on the counter.
“What did you buy?” He asks, nuzzling the nape of your neck. “Did you get those chips I like?”
“Yep, they’re in the bag.” You respond, closing your eyes. “Did you get the ice-cream you like?” He asks, pressing his muscular body into yours. You move your hand to play with his hair.
“Tae’s still online.” Jungkook hints. He chuckles and lets go of you, instead moving to rummage through the bags on the counter. “Yes! Here it is!” He exclaims, pulling out the packet of chips. He opens them immediately and you glare at him. He’s such a tease and he knows it. He heads back to the couch and sits down, popping a chip into his mouth. He gives you one last cheeky smile, puts the headset on and resumes the game.
“Okay hyung, I’m going to win this time.”
Annoyed, you begin unpacking the rest of the groceries. Every now and then looking over to see Jungkook fully immersed in his game. He’s shifted his position, its gotten a little more intense. He’s leaning forward, legs spread, arms resting on his knees, play station control in his hands.
You walk to the bedroom and change into his black hoodie and pull on your pyjama shorts. You head back out to the kitchen and you can feel his eyes following you as you walk past.
You open up the tub of ice-cream, pull a spoon out of the drawer and make sure to make a lot of noise trying to slam those damn noise cancelling non-slammable ikea draws shut. You sit yourself on the couch next to him, cross legged.
He glances as you sit down but doesn’t budge or show any indication of stopping.
“Do you want some ice-cream?” You ask and offer him a spoonful.
“No, it’s ok I'm playing at the moment, maybe later.”
For some reason this got to you. Maybe it was because he looked so good in his sweatpants and shirt and you weren’t able to do what you wanted to him.
You took another scoop of ice-cream and put the spoon in your mouth. This is what annoyed you sometimes, how he’d be oozing with sex appeal one minute and completely cool as a cucumber the next. It wasn’t as if he was disinterested in sex or anything. It was just, for a majority of the time he was really refrained... It had been a while since you’d had any kind of intimacy together and you were really feeling it today.
“Fine play your stupid game.” You remarked.
“Hey...” he looks at you quickly but his eyes return back to the game. He doesn't finish the sentence, instead frantically pressing keys on the controller.
Obviously annoyed, you state “I don’t understand you, Jeon Jungkook. How are you seriously playing your game right now?” That’s right. You said his full name.
He quickly put his hand over the mic. “No, come on he’ll hear us, the microphone is on. ” He frowns.
“Pft, as if I care! You’re always playing with Tae, you rarely spend time with me or play with me!” You said, shoving the spoon back into the tub of ice-cream and getting up off the couch. His hand shoots out between your thighs and he grasped your leg. “Come, stay here.” He pulls you toward him.
You stopped in your tracks, the coolness of the ice-cream tub getting almost unbearable. Goosebumps trailed across your body. Just as you think he’s going to move his hand a little higher, he lets go and lets out a yell, throwing his arms into the air and smiling that stupid goofy smile when he gets excited. “Haaaa take that Tae, you have to call me hyung all week next week!”
You roll your eyes and kick his legs with your knees as you try to get past him and the coffee table.
He looks up at you trying to get past him. You try to step over his legs but he just moves them and traps your legs between his to prevent you from going anywhere. He’s looking at you with a cheeky smile on his face, laughing at you.
Suddenly he trips you up and makes you fall into his lap. You’re somehow still holding onto the ice-cream. Jungkook laughs, scoops a bit of ice-cream from the tub with his finger and places it in his mouth. “Mm. I love vanilla.”
You’re bewitched for a moment but then snap out of it. “Come on, let me go.” He obliges, releasing his grip and lets go of you. You get up.
“Give me the ice-cream” he says.
“Fine.”
You give it to him and watch as he puts it on the coffee table. “You’re so cute when you’re angry.”
“Whatever, Oppa!”
He shoots you a look. He then sighs, rubs his thighs and suddenly stands up. He stares into your eyes for a few seconds. His gaze has changed. For a second you forget to breathe and he quickly picks you up with one arm, throwing you back into the couch. You land on your back, with one of his arms beneath you, holding your body, and the rest of his body firmly on top of you.
He growls into your ear. “Is this what you meant when you said I never play with you?” Jungkook moves back and looks at you.
“I think it’s still my turn to play...” He breathes.
His hips are pressed into yours. Your heart is racing. He smiles. He’s about to do something but you’re not sure what. Kiss you? Bite you? He has that look in his eyes.
In one swift move, he uses his knee to push apart your legs and he pushes his hips further into you. Your hand instinctively goes to his thigh and you inhale sharply.
He moves in close, nibbles at your ear lightly and moves down to your neck. He trails his nose up and down to tease. Jungkook places a light kiss between your neck and collar bone. He presses his lips on your flesh again, a little harder this time. He moves your arms around him and you take the hint, holding onto his body.
"Wrap your legs around me.” He whispers into your skin. You oblige.
He pushes your bodies off the couch and moves one hand to your ass while the other rests firmly on your back. He walks you to the bedroom and lays you down on the bed.
He moves back and you let go. He straddles you with his thighs. As he begins to lift up the hoodie you’re wearing, he swirls his fingers over your skin in little circles, higher and higher. You lift your arms up and he finally pulls the hoodie off, throwing it on the floor.
He delves back to your skin, kissing you on your neck again, trailing his lips up across your jaw, across your cheeks and finally to your lips. He teases for a second and indulges in a deep kiss.
Your hands reach for the hem of his shirt and he intercepts, stopping them from taking anything off. Jungkook smirks and gazes at you as he trails down your body, kissing you as he moves. He gets to your pyjama shorts.
“Weren’t these the ones I bought you for your birthday?” He asks out of the blue.
“Huh... Yeah?” you murmur. He smirks again, placing a single finger beneath the band of the pyjama bottoms. He lifts the elastic away from your body and lets it go. It smacks your skin sharply.
He gives you a kiss on your pelvic bone, first the left, then the right side. Jungkook slides your pyjama bottoms off and you close your eyes for a moment. He sits himself up on his knees, still firmly on top of you. He crosses his arms over his body, and pulls his shirt off. It lands on the floor in a heap.
You frown. There seems to be a noise coming from outside. Someone is knocking on the front door. Jungkook cocks his head. You start to move to get up.
“Where are you going?” He asks you, pinning your arms back down.
“I should probably get the door -”
“Sh, stay here. I don’t want you to go anywhere. I’m not finished playing with you.”