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COOL WITH YOU - PART 3

Jeon Jungkook is the world’s cheesiest fuckboy, and somehow he ends up tangled in your sheets. You, a quiet straight-A student who has always been too good, but everyone knows that's not entirely the case. You told him from the start you don’t do commitment. He swore he felt the same. That is…until he started falling for you.

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Pairing: fuckboy!Jungkook x (fem) reader, fwb

Genre: fwb au, uni au, idiots to lovers, fluff, angst, slow burn (kind of).

Warnings: is this a date? , jelly jk 😋, possessive Jungkook, emotionally avoidant oc, mutual pining, Jungkook is down BADDDD, denial, explicit sexual content, hickeys, oral sex (f), nipple play, protected sex, dirty talk, an accidental love confession?????, cuddling after sex.

LMK if i missed anything!! ^

w/c: 5.2k

a/n: This is my third time writing smut and idk if I'll ever get to that toe curling level some other writers are on I think it's pretty good though!🥹 I want to talk a little bit about the characters here if you want a little more insight into my idea with them. This is the note to read! I just hope I make sense... So we're finally starting to see some of oc's lore (more on that later). I know some people may be annoyed with this back and forth, but I think it makes this whole fwb/idiots to lovers thing more fun Lol oc's character is emotionally avoidant if that makes any sense. Jungkook is really emotionally obvious. I guess, by the way he (not so) subtly admits his jealousy. In the beginning, I kind of made it out that oc doesn't really care about Jungkook's feelings. She'll brush him off, treating him like he's just another dude, but their relationship has blossomed and oc obviously cares for him more than she lets off. But omg this part was so fun to write there's more to come for these two so, I hope you stick around ;') also this part was completely rewritten so if you read part 3 before it's a whole different part (unlike part 1 and 2). I hope you enjoyed this part and lmk what you think! AND sorry in advance for any grammatical errors! 🦑kind of unedited

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Café Bombón, a cozy little spot downtown, though Jungkook wasn’t there for coffee or at least not just coffee.

He spotted you immediately behind the counter in a lilac apron, folding the edge of a takeout bag with skilled fingers while chatting with another barista. The bell above the door chimed as he entered.

A small smile tugged at his lips when you looked over your shoulder "Jungkook," you greeted him as you reached the counter where customers ordered.

"Hey," he replied, the café was busy, other customers lined up waiting for their orders, a few chatting at tables with their drinks.

You tilted your head slightly, curious. The café was a solid 30-minute walk from campus, far enough that Jungkook didn’t usually come here unless he had a reason.

"What brings you here?" you asked, wiping down the counter absentmindedly.

Jungkook shrugged casually, "Was running errands nearby. Thought I’d stop by… see if you were working."

"So what can I get for you?"

Jungkook’s gaze lingered on your face and the way you bit your lip slightly when focused. He leaned in just a little closer than necessary and said, "Surprise me.”

"Can I add poison to it? That’d be a surprise, wouldn’t it?" You deadpanned, your finger still hovering over the screen

"Oh yeah," he said smoothly, leaning even closer over the counter "Poison me. I dare you."

Your lips twitched trying not to laugh. "You dare me?" You repeated slowly, arching one eyebrow.

You tapped your finger against the edge of the screen once… twice… like you were considering it.

"Oh, I wouldn’t kill you fast, Jungkook," You said smoothly, "I’d do it slowly. Lots of sugar… high-fructose syrup overdose."

Jungkook blinked and laughed softly at that, you would know about that sort of thing. The bell chimed again—another customer walking in. Jungkook’s laughter faded, but the grin stayed on his face.

Realizing they were holding up the line (and that you had actual work to do), he cleared his throat and switched to a normal voice. "Okay, okay…" he said, still smiling, "I’ll have a large caramel macchiato." his usual go-to drink when he came here.

You typed down his order, glancing up at him with a small smile. “Anything else for you?" you asked politely in the same tone you'd use for any customer.

The line had grown slightly behind Jungkook, a few students waiting patiently while chatting among themselves. You gesture toward the display case where the cinnamon rolls sat, glazed and still warm.

"The cinnamon rolls are really good today," you said proudly, "This is our third batch. Fresh out of the oven."

"Alright… I’ll take one,since you recommended them." he said, pointing to the cinnamon roll.

You picked up a Sharpie, ready to write his name on the cup. "Can I get your name?" You asked, already knowing it but following procedure anyway.

He decided to mess with you, "Ian." He replied.

Your lips pressed together to keep from laughing right in his face. Ian? Seriously? You scribbled ‘IAN’ on the cup "$6.50 for the macchiato and cinnamon roll," you rang him up without another word.

Jungkook stepped aside to wait, lucky for him, you were the one making his drink. The other barista took over handling new customers as you moved behind the counter to prepare his order.

A few minutes later…you placed both items on the counter in front of him with a polite smile. Jungkook took the cup and bag from you. "Thanks," he said softly before glancing at the clock on the wall.

"What time are you off work?"

You glanced at the clock and it was a little past 6 PM. You still had about an hour left before your shift ended. "In an hour," you answered, wiping your hands on your apron again before leaning against the counter slightly.

Jungkook nodded and turned toward a nearby empty table in the corner of the café. "I’ll wait for you," he said simply, walking over to sit down like this was completely normal and didn’t have anything better to do.

You scrunched your nose, not because you wanted him to leave, but because you didn’t want him to waste an hour just sitting there.

...Or maybe you did want him to leave. It was weird and seemed like too much effort for a casual hangout.

"You really don’t have to," you said gently, from across the counter. "I can just text you when I’m done."

Jungkook shrugged, propping his elbows onto the table “I don’t mind,” he said simply, then smirked "What, you embarrassed I’m watching you work?”

Your stomach twisted slightly, not from Jungkook’s presence, but from the feeling it stirred up. "I’m not… it's just…" your thoughts trailed off.

It reminded you of your ex—Jeonghan. The man who was ten years older than you, intense, possessive, controlling.

He was the kind of guy who showed up unannounced, texted constantly like he needed constant reassurance you were his, always wanted to know where you were and who you talked to, it was overbearing in a way that suffocated you.

Jeonghan used to wait for you after work too, and now here was Jungkook—doing the same thing. It's not like Jungkook was doing anything wrong; he wasn’t anything like your ex, but the familiarity of this moment scared a little part of you that remembered how suffocating that felt before.

"Are you sure? Don’t you have other things to do… other girls to entertain?"

Jungkook’s playful expression faded at your words "No," he answered flatly, "I don’t."

“Fine, if you need anything, let me know.”

Then you slipped into work mode again, taking orders from customers who walked in, ringing up payments, handling drinks.

The café stayed busy and Jungkook just sat there by the window, scrolling through his phone casually, sipping the macchiato you’d made him earlier without a care in the world.

―⋆★⋆―

The café was quieter now, and the clock struck 7 PM. You clocked out, grabbed your bag from the back room, and without a word, you walked straight to Jungkook’s table, where he’d been waiting patiently for an hour reading something on his phone.

Jungkook glanced up as you approached "That was fast," he commented, standing up and shoving his phone into his pocket.

“Just don’t make it a habit.”

Jungkook nodded slowly, you didn’t want this to become a thing, a habit of him showing up unannounced every time you were at work.

"Yeah," he said easily, "I get it."

If you wanted space, he respected that. No pressure from him, he only stopped by today because he happened to be in the area and wanted to see you.

Jungkook pushed the café door open for you, holding it as you stepped outside into the cold evening air. "Hungry?" he asked, turning to face you fully on the sidewalk. "We could grab dinner."

"Yeah," you agreed, you hadn’t eaten since your lunch break, "Dinner sounds amazing."

"There’s a really good sushi place a few blocks away," he said, already turning in that direction. "We could walk there. It's not too far." He knew you liked sushi and they’d talked about trying this spot before but never gone together.

This was different.

Usually, you’d meet up with him at a convenience store after practice or classes, grab snacks, maybe a drink and then head straight to his place. They were never real dates, just casual hookups disguised as hanging out.

As they crossed the street together and approached the restaurant, he felt a sudden wave of nervousness wash over him. This felt like two people going on a real date.

The sushi place was small, had soft lighting, wooden tables, and the smell of grilled fish in the air.

They were quickly seated at a cozy corner table for two. Jungkook slid into his seat across from you, his knee bounced slightly under the table.

Jungkook opened his mouth and he tried to say something smooth like, ‘You look pretty today.’ but instead he blurted out "So uh… you like salmon rolls or…?"

When you looked at Jungkook, he avoided your eyes while he talked by looking at the menu, but you could tell he was acting weird.

"Yeah," you said slowly, playing along, "Should we order some?"

The waiter came by with a notepad, ready to take their orders. Jungkook cleared his throat and straightened up, "We’ll start with edamame. And… uh…" His eyes darted back to you, "You want miso soup?" he asks and you nod.

When the waiter left to get your appetizers you leaned back slightly in your chair, as you asked about his day, "So," you started, "what’d you do today?"

"Had practice this morning, went to class..." he said, keeping his gaze on the table, playing with the utensils "Then I ran errands after...groceries, baseball stuff." The waiter returned with their edamame and miso soup, placing them in front of them before leaving again.

"Are you okay?" you asked softly, was something bothering him?

"Yeah," he admitted quietly, rubbing the back of his neck. "I’m just… nervous."

"Nervous about what?" you ask, resting your elbows on the table now, chin propped in your hands. "We’ve already seen each other naked."

"’I’m not nervous about that. We’re good."

Then, his voice dropped lower like he was shy. "It’s just… I’ve never really taken you on a date before."

Your smile falters slightly, "So this is a date…?" you said slowly, your voice tinged with confusion.

You’ve never called anything between you two a "date" so why would this be any different? He didn't really ask you out, and you were wearing work clothes. You would have preferred some kind of heads up.

Jungkook’s confidence wavered the second you said it like that. His face flushed "Wait, no—no, I mean," he backtracked fast, waving his hands slightly "It’s not a date-date."

"Not unless… you wanna call it that?" he mumbled under his breath

Had he misread everything? Were you just seeing this as dinner as friends?

And to top it all off the waiter chose that moment to drop by and take their sushi orders, he stood there politely with his notepad "Ready to order?" he asked gently.

Jungkook cleared his throat. "Uh…we’ll get the rainbow roll platter," he said quickly to the waiter, "And… salmon nigiri." avoiding eye contact with you as he ordered.

"Can I add a spicy crab roll?" you asked the waiter politely, voice calm like nothing weird had just happened.

The waiter nodded and jotted it down before leaving again with their orders. The moment he walked away silence returned to their table. Jungkook stared at his chopsticks, anything to avoid looking at you.

You glanced around the restaurant, checking if any of their mutual friends or people from campus were there. The last thing you wanted was gossip spreading that you were on a date.

"I just hope no one sees us," you muttered under your breath, mostly to yourself but loud enough for Jungkook to hear.

He paused, his eyes narrowing "Would you rather be seen with San?" he counters

"You know that’s not what I mean," you clarify, “I just don’t want people making a big deal out of this.”

Jungkoon crossed his arms as his jaw tightened. “Out of what?”

“They’ll think this is a date” you deadpan, you really didn’t need the attention right now

“So… it’s not a date?”

"No, it's not," you said flatly

"Sorry," he muttered, rubbing his face with one hand before forcing a small smile. "I just... got weird about it."

The waiter came back with their sushi on a lacquered tray, the smell of it filled the air. You were both hungry, and it gave you both a chance to chill out after that tense moment.

"I think we’re overcomplicating things," you admitted, picking up your chopsticks and pointing them at him playfully. “You’re just nervous.”

“Yeah,” he agreed, finally relaxing. He grabbed his chopsticks and picked up a piece of salmon nigiri. "We’re just two people eating sushi."

You took a bite of your spicy crab roll, then shot Jungkook a look "Exactly," you said after swallowing.

Jungkook leaned back in his chair "Maybe not labeling this as a date was for the best," he said with a lazy grin, picking up another piece of sushi. "Less pressure."

"Ohhh, so that's why you were nervous?" you teased, "Because you thought this might be a date and didn’t know how to act?"

It sounded ridiculous when you said it out loud because Jungkook was the guy who shamelessly flirted with you any chance he got and now he was nervous over dinner?

"Yeah," he admitted shamelessly, "I don’t do dates or go out like this.”

“You mean with other girls.”

"Yeah," he shrugged one shoulder, "I don’t go out with other girls like this." He hooked up, had fun but never took girls to dinner.

―⋆★⋆―

The rest of dinner rolled by in easy conversation. They talked about everything and nothing like campus gossip, dumb memories from high school, the baseball team’s upcoming game and deeper stuff too, like dreams for the future.

Jungkook liked that you were a great listener, he found himself opening up more than usual, sharing things he wouldn’t normally tell just anyone.

"I don’t know," he started, swirling his drink, "Maybe it’s all stupid. My dream of going pro."

"You’re like one of the best players here," you stated, "You can go pro. It’s not stupid."

You continued, "Aren’t you in engineering too? It’s not like you don’t have a plan after uni."

"Yeah," he murmured, "You’re right."

Jungkook wasn't gambling everything on baseball. He had backup options, a solid future even if this whole baseball thing didn’t work out, he had a safety net with engineering.

The night had wrapped around them like a warm blanket. Jungkook paid before you could even offer to split the bill and stood up, stretching slightly.

He felt lighter, like all those nervous thoughts from earlier had melted away over sushi and easy conversation.

For once, he wasn't overthinking what they were, or what they weren't.

You grinned at him under the glow of a streetlamp, "Let’s get ice cream?" You suggested, "My treat." And since he’d paid for dinner, you wanted to return the favour.

"Oh yeah?" He slung an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close as you walked toward the ice cream parlor. "What else you gonna give me for free, [YN]?"

You leaned in close as you walked, lowering your voice to a teasing whisper "How about I let you lick something sweet later?"

Jungkook’s breath hitched, his grip around your shoulder tightened as heat shot straight to his core. "Careful," he purred, letting you go as they reached the ice cream shop, "You’re gonna make me skip dessert and take you home instead."

"Try it," you dared, nudging the ice cream shop door open with your shoulder before stepping inside.

The moment they stepped inside, Jungkook was so distracted that he didn’t see the girl standing right in front of them. He bumped into her hard, causing her to stumble and the ice cream cone in her hand splattered on the floor.

Her face twisted into an instant annoyance, recognizing Jungkook the second she saw him. It was Jia, she was one of the cheerleaders Jungkook hooked up with casually before you came into his life but it was nothing serious.

"Really?" she snapped, "You couldn’t watch where you were going?”

"Shit, sorry," he said quickly, "I didn’t see you."

He pulled out his wallet and nodded toward the counter. "I'll buy you another one. What flavor?"

"Raspberry," she said curtly before turning back to you, her eyes scanning you up and down. Who are you? Why were you with Jungkook?

"You’re Jungkook’s girlfriend?"

You blinked, caught off guard by the question. You weren’t sure who this girl was to Jungkook, "Uh… no," you said honestly, "We’re just friends."

Jungkook returned and Jia took the new raspberry ice cream from him with a polite "thanks" but her attention snapped right back to you.

"Right," she said smoothly, tilting her head, "You're San’s girlfriend, aren't you?"

The second those words left her mouth, Jungkook stiffened. San took you to one party and suddenly people think you're dating him? He barely tolerated San on a good day.

Please, that guy didn’t know anything about you.

Jealousy burned up inside him, he looked at you but you looked away staring at the display of ice cream. Unsure of what to say now.

'No, we're just friends too' but it obviously didn't look that way.

Jia didn’t wait for you to respond, already turning away "Well anyway, I need to go. Thanks for this," she said dismissively to Jungkook then walked off without another glance.

The shop door chimed as she left and the second she was gone, Jungkook exhaled sharply through his nose.

"So what ice cream are you going to get?" you asked him casually, still scanning the flavour options.

He stared blankly at the menu for a second before shrugging, "Dunno."

You laughed lightly trying to play it cool but the second you turned to him, your smile faded a little. Jungkook’s usual playful energy was gone.

"What do you mean you don’t know?" you teased gently, nudging his arm.

Jungkook sighed, rubbing his temple. Instead of answering about ice cream, he reached out and grabbed your wrist gently, pulling you toward the door.

"Let’s go."

You followed without protest, letting Jungkook lead you out of the shop. The night air was cool again as they stepped onto the sidewalk.

"Hey… what’s wrong?"

"People just… assume shit," he muttered finally, looking up at the sky "Like you’re San’s girlfriend or whatever."

“It pisses me off." he finishes, running a hand through his hair.

"Hey," you said, stepping closer and smoothing a hand over his chest, "Ignore them.”

“Let’s go back to your place, yeah?"

"Okay," he said, as he looked down at you, his hand sliding to the small of your back, pulling you closer. Jungkook leaned down, pressing a slow kiss to your lips

"Let me take you home."

Jungkook didn’t say anything, just closed the door behind him and turned to you, closing the distance between and he kissed you again, hungrier this time.

His hands found your waist as he backed you gently against his bedroom door then turned the knob behind you without breaking contact.

The door swung open, revealing his neatly made bed, dark sheets, scent of his cologne wafted through the room. Jungkook guided you inside without hesitation, kicking the door shut behind them.

His hands slid under your sweater as you stumbled toward the bed together.

Jungkook was hovering over you for a second before claiming your lips again, kissing you slower this time; he was savouring this moment.

His mouth trailed down to your jaw, then neck kissing and nipping lightly while his hands slipped under the hem of your shirt.

A soft sigh escaped him as he pressed another kiss to the corner of your mouth.

"Take this off," he murmured, voice rough as he sat up slightly to help you peel your sweater and shirt over your head.

You sat there in a delicate bralette sending a visible shiver through Jungkook, his breath hitching.

The lace barely covered anything, and it looked so good on you. For a second, he just stared then his hands were on you again trailing up your sides to trace the edges of the fabric with his thumbs.

"God," he breathed out before ducking down to kiss along your collarbone.

Jungkook pressed soft, open-mouthed kisses along the tops of your breasts, right above the bralette, "I missed you," he murmured against your chest, right before his mouth found the lace-covered peak of your nipple sucking lightly through the fabric.

"Missed me that much?" you teased in a breathy voice, arching into him slightly to give him better access. "It's only been a week."

His hands slid up to unhook the bralette, fingers fumbling slightly the second it was off his lips wrapped around your breast, he swirled his tongue over your nipple before closing his lips around it again, sucking on the peak and one hand slid up to cup your other breast thumb brushing in slow circles.

He switched to your other nipple, sucking harder now teeth grazing just enough to make you gasp. He lifted his head just enough to meet your eyes, pupils blown wide with desire

"You know I missed you," he said in a low tone, "Missed this pussy." His hands slid down to the waistband of your pants next fingers hooking into them.

He kissed a trail down your stomach, you tilted your head back against his pillow, fingers tightening in his hair but Jungkook sat back just enough to look at you.

"Lift your hips," he ordered softly, voice thick.

When you did he hooked his fingers into the waistband of your pants and panties sliding them both down in one swift motion kicking them off the bed. Jungkook pressed a soft kiss to your bellybutton, his lips lingering there for a second.

"You’re so beautiful," he murmured against your stomach before trailing lower.

His hands gripped your thighs gently, spreading your legs wider until Jungkook’s eyes locked onto the faint mark on your inner thigh a hickey, clearly left by someone else.

He knew exactly who it was from. Without a word, he ducked down and sucked harshly on the same spot but harder leaving a darker, fresher mark over it.

Jungkook pulled back slightly, his lips still wet from the new hickey he’d just left. He studied your face as he dragged a thumb over the mark

"Cute," he said, voice dripping with sarcasm. "San really went all out on you, huh?"

"Oh please," you scoffed, reaching up to pinch his cheek, "You’re acting like you don’t leave hickeys on girls all the time."

Jungkook caught your wrist before you could pinch him, holding it gently and pressing a quick kiss to your palm. "Yeah, I do," he admitted shamelessly, "But that doesn’t mean I like seeing them on you."

"Wow, so possessive," you said, laughing softly. You sat up slightly, cupping his face with both hands now. "You’re such a baby."

Jungkook scrunched his nose "Yeah," he agreed without shame, "And? You love it."

He pushed you back onto the bed again, capturing your lips and shutting you up. You moaned into the kiss, the sound vibrating against Jungkook’s lips messy and sweet.

Jungkook broke the kiss with a wet sound—saliva connecting their lips for a second, "Take off your clothes," you ordered, voice already breathless with want.

The demand in your voice sent heat straight through him and without hesitation, he yanked his hoodie off over his head, tossing it somewhere behind him. Then he kicked off his jeans while he leaned back in to kiss you again.

Your hands roamed over Jungkook’s bare chest, nails scraping lightly over his abs, you dragged your fingertips over the obvious bulge in his briefs, you palm over it teasingly before finally hooking your fingers into the waistband.

He bit back a groan, hips twitching upward involuntarily. "Fuck," he muttered against your mouth

"What are we going to do, Jungkook?" you asked in a low voice.

"Whatever you want," he answered roughly, his hands were already moving, shoving his underwear down his hips.

He was already aching for you.

The sight made heat pool in your lower belly. Without breaking eye contact you reached out and wrapped your fingers around him—giving a slow stroke.

"Shit—"

His hips jerked into your palm, craving more friction, pre-cum glistened at his tip, your thumb swiped over the head and he caught your wrist gently. "Don’t tease," he breathed out.

Jungkook releases your wrist to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses down your stomach, again. His hands slid up your thighs, pushing them apart slightly as he settled between them.

"Let me show you," he murmured, "How much I missed my favorite girl."

He kissed your sopping cunt like a starved man, then licked in one slow, deliberate stripe, tasting you properly and sucking softly on your clit. Your back arched off the bed, hands flying to tangle in Jungkook’s hair.

Every flick of his tongue, every suck sent electric shocks through you. You bit down on your lip to muffle a louder moan but failed when he added two fingers, curling them just right.

"J-Jungkook—" his name came out breathy and broken.

His fingers pumped deeper while his tongue circled relentlessly, switching between fast flicks and slow, filthy licks just to hear you gasp. "You taste so good," he groaned, voice thick with arousal.

"Missed my pussy, missed you." he moans.

Your whole body tensed the coiling pressure snapping all at once as Jungkook pushed you right over the edge. Your orgasm crashed through you like a wave, back arching off the bed as you gasped his name.

Fingers tightening painfully in Jungkook’s hair, your thighs trembled around his head, while his tongue kept lapping gently to draw out every last pulse of pleasure.

Jungkook hummed in satisfaction, his lips glistening when he finally lifted his head.

"Look at you," he purred, "So pretty when you cum."

Your hands clutched at his shoulders, pulling him up toward you for a kiss "Jungkook… please," you begged, voice breathless.

Jungkook smirked against your lips, loving how desperate you were, he dragged his thumb in slow circles over your sensitive clit.

“Please what?" he teased, circling the sensitive bundle of nerves.

You whimpered hips jerking up into his touch, chasing the friction, your legs wrapped around his waist, you "Need you,"

"Need me?" he echoed mockingly, dragging his thumb in one more slow circle before stopping entirely.

His fingers sliding through your slickness before bringing them to his mouth, sucking them clean with a low hum.

Jungkook’s cock twitched against your thigh already leaking just from how wet you were. He dragged the head against your soaked core, coating himself with it and smirking at the filthy sound.

"Yeah? My girl needs this cock?" he taunted in a husky whisper, lining himself up but not pushing in yet.

He pressed the tip of his cock against your entrance but held himself there. "Tell me," he demanded, breath hot on your lips, "Did San fuck you just like this?"

"Hmm… maybe," you said casually, dragging out yours words just to piss him off. "He was pretty good."

Jungkook reached over to his nightstand, grabbed a condom from the drawer and tore it open with his teeth, rolling it on slowly just to make you wait, he finally looked back at you—eyes blazing.

"Oh yeah?" He shot back, pinning your wrists above your head with one hand and the other guiding himself to your entrance.

"Let’s see if you remember how I fuck you."

Jungkook pushed into you in one smooth thrust, his grip on your wrists tightened as he set a relentless pace, hips snapping like he was proving something.

He leaned down, his lips brushing your ear as he pounded into you each word a filthy growl between heavy breaths, "Feel that? That's me. Not San. Me."

His hand slid from your wrist to grip your thigh, hiking it higher around his waist to drive even deeper. "You're all mine."

Your loud moans filled the room. Jungkook took you exactly how you liked it. Your nails dug into his back, leaving faint red trails down his shoulders.

"Jungkook!" you cried his name again when he hit a spot that made you see stars.

Jungkook groaned at the sting of your nails, he kissed you roughly, swallowing those pretty sounds as his thrusts grew messier and less controlled. The bed creaked under them; sweat slicked their skin together.

"Fuck—you feel so good," he panted against your lips between kisses.

Your breasts bounced with every thrust, nipples pebbled from pleasure. Your moans were loud, filling Jungkook’s bedroom.

"Jungkook—you feel so good," you gasped out between breaths, hands gripping his shoulders for balance as he pounded into you.

His muscles tensed, the coil in his stomach tightening with every slap of skin against skin. He was so close but he wanted to make you fall apart first, one hand slid between you, thumb finding your clit again rubbing tight circles.

"Come on, baby cum for me," he urged, thumb pressing harder on your clit while his hips drove into yours. He could feel it—the way your walls fluttered around him, how you tensed right before that edge.

His voice cracked as he begged you to cum. He shifted slightly, angling his cock to hit that sweet spot inside you.

"Cum on my cock, sweets, let me feel it," he groaned, pupils blown wide with lust.

You hooked your legs around Jungkook’s waist, heels pressing into his lower back to pull him even deeper.

"Harder! I’m so close!"

His hands gripped your hips tighter as he pounded into you harder, each thrust deeper and more desperate than the last.

"Yeah? Like that?" he rasped, sweat dripping down his temple.

"Mmm… just like that," your eyes half-lidded, lips parted as you reveled in the sensation.

Jungkook looked down at you completely captivated. Your face was flushed, lips swollen from kissing, hair fanned out messily on his pillow. Your chest rose and fell rapidly, those pretty tits bouncing slightly with each of his movements.

Your eyes were glazed over with pleasure, dark pupils blown wide and you had that fucked out smile on your face.

"You’re so pretty," he breathed out. “all mine." he whispered, kissing you sloppily before biting your bottom lip.

Your moan was soft, almost dreamy, the coiling tension in your stomach reached its peak. "J-Jungkook…" you moaned his name like a prayer, fingers curling into his hair as waves of pleasure crashed through you.

The second you came, your walls clenched, pulsing and fluttering around Jungkook’s cock. Your tight cunt milked his cock perfectly, dragging him right over the edge with you.

A loud moan tore from his throat as he lost control completely, his hips stuttered, losing rhythm completely "Fuck, [YN]—I’m gonna—" he couldn’t even finish before wave after wave of pleasure crashed over him, muscles tensing as he spilled deep into the condom.

"You're so fucking perfect," he groans.

Jungkook collapsed onto you gently, still inside you as he caught his breath. He pressed lazy kisses along your jawline then nuzzled into the crook of your neck "Love you," he mumbled sleepily against your skin words slipping out before he could stop them.

You blinked at his words, heart suddenly pounding for a different reason now “what?”

"Shit—I mean," he backtracked instantly.

He hadn’t meant to say that out loud… especially not after sex. He rolled onto his back beside you abruptly, staring at the ceiling.

Jungkook scrambled to cover up his slip-up, heart pounding. He cleared his throat awkwardly, avoiding eye contact.

"I mean… I love sex with you," he corrected awkwardly, "It’s good. Really good."

Laughing at his terrible cover-up you reached over and flicked his forehead playfully.

"You’re so stupid," you teased. Then you rolled onto your side to face him properly, smiling. "But yeah, I think it's really good too."

That's why you kept coming back to each other; no one else made you feel as good as he did.

Jungkook turned his head to look at you "Stay the night?" he asked quietly.

He already knew your answer would be yes, you always ended up staying over after nights like this.

“Only if you make me pancakes in the morning.”

"Deal," he said, grinning before pressing a quick kiss to your lips.

02 / 04

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