Summary: This is a pt.2, continuation of this. After a failed fling, your ex yet again proves he's the best for you
Warnings: nsfw, making out, spanking, fingering, cowgirl, unprotected
Notes: a little bit of story in the beginning but instead the juicy part is worth it😓 but in full honestly who wouldn't go back to their ex if he was jungkook?? This is not grammar checked and I am very dyslexic so sorry for any mistakes! Please enjoy and follow 💜
Sometime after your last hookup with you ex Jungkook, you decided to find someone else rather than just continuing to fuck your ex forever. You meet a guy who was handsome and funny, definitely not as much as Jungkook but beggars can't be choosers. You go out on a few dates and hangouts, no sex quite yet but the chemistry was brewing. It was until his demeanor began to shift. It started with a date he stood you up on, yea you were hurt but he said his work kept him in so it's no biggie! Then the texts started coming in less frequently, maybe he's still busy?
One night you two plan a little meetup, something casual just at your house. A nice movie night doesn't sound too shabby after the recent disconnect. You get dolled up and throw on some cute pjs you would never seriously wear to sleep. Yea maybe you're in a full beat with curled hair and silk pjs, shaved and all, but men are dumb! If you tell one you sleep like this they'd probably believe it. Once you're all freshened and confident, you wait. And wait. Hours. Until around 1am you sit up and come to the conclusion that he's standing you up again. Rather than dumbly waiting it out and texting him the next day, you decide to rain on his little ignoring act. You text the guy just for him to read it instantly. Wtf??
You: where the hell r u at
Replacement😛💕: oh yea, oops
You: well wtf? Ts is getting annoying
Replacement😛💕: if I'm gonna be 100% with u, I dont rlly wanna talk anymore
Replacement😛💕: I mean you're kinda just boring and mid, plus you're taking too long to have sex
You're shocked. Who wouldn't be?? Especially since you had to put up with everyone telling you how ugly he is just for him to act all high and mighty! Your lips tremble and you set your phone down. You try so hard to focus on breathing, on not throwing up, but sitting in silence to your own thoughts wasn't helping in the slightest. So within a minute of setting your phone down you already find yourself picking it back up. Your mind swirls with the thoughts of what you're relationship could've been, all the cute dates and time spent together, why it couldn't be you. You couldn't think of a single thing that'd make you feel better. Except one thing you always always ran to. Your ex. Again. You immediately grab your phone and keys, needing him as soon as possible.
Meanwhile Jungkook laid in his bed at home. He wasn't sleeping or even really tired at all, rather trying to take selfies of himself to impress you. Something casual, but hot, some that scream "boyfriend material". He fiddles with the hem of his shirt trying to decide whether or not to lift it a bit as a tease or if that's too obvious. At the sound of your sudden pounding on the door, he drops his phone straight on his face. Obviously he had no clue this was you, thinking it was the food he ordered earlier. "Jesus fuck..." he muttered. "Coming...." he groaned as he lazily rose from the bed. Again, you pound rapidly. "I'm going!" he says louder, now busting his ass to the door. His hair was ruffled from laying down, his lip piercings still on like always. He swings open the door, ready to complain, until he's met with your face. He immediately swallows, trying to straighten up his hair. "Y/n... you uhh... I-I had no clue you were uhh coming... tonight... so soon..." he mutters, a little shocked. "Yea um... c-couldn't sleep..." you respond. He eyes down your person from head to toe. Makeup on, hair done, and cartoonishly even pjs? He knew you too well to take your appearance at a surface level. He raises an eyebrow, "when the hell have you ever slept like that?". "Just let me in, I dont need your analysis" you scoff. He of course steps aside to welcome you in, gently closing the door behind you. "Hey uhh... something wrong?" he asks, running a hand through his silky black mullet. You sigh and open your mouth to talk, immediately breaking into sobs instead. His eyes widen, his arms shooting out to wrap around you. He hugs you, tight, trying to make you feel warm and comforted. He didn't need an explanation, instead reassuring you. "Shh, baby it's okay... my beds made and food is on the way..." his hands go up and down your arms.
He gently walks you to his room, his large bed covered in pillows and soft blankets. He makes a sheepish face at the fact his lights were still on the red color mod from snapping selfies, which he changes to a comforting purple. He lays you down, filling out the space beside you. He engages you in his strong arms, his muscles on either side of you. You sniffle and talk without even looking up at him, "I got dumped" you admit. He had no clue you were talking to someone, not that he could really say anything since we weren't dating, but i felt so much like his that it still bothered him. Of course he wasn't gonna say that, instead asking, "who baby?". You elaborate, telling him about the situationship and the dates and the getting stood up and the rare texts and blah blah blah until you fill him in on what happened tonight. "Who the fuck? Baby lemme see his photo" he says with disgust in his voice, gently stroking your hair. You pull up the man's picture, seeing Jungkook honestly try his hardest to not laugh. "Baby come on... I thought you had better taste than that..." he snickers. He playfully hit him, saying it's not funny. He was honestly in shock that such a Bigfoot like creature called his jagiya ugly. "Was I just a one hit wonder or something?! All of a sudden you had amazing taste in men?" he jokes while boosting his already too high ego. You roll your eyes but can't help but laugh along. "You know you're way too pretty for him right?" his voice settled, going to it's almost husky and familiar tone. It reminded you of sandalwood and silk. "My gorgeous jagiya" he stroked your face. "I have something to make you feel better, beautiful" he chuckled softly. He sits up slightly, taking your hand in his much bigger one. Without a hand, he puts it slightly under his shirt and drags it up his abs, but not too far up, letting you feel the hard defined muscle. "Much better huh? Bet he had a soft ass form" he tilts his head to the side slightly, his voice reeking with confidence as he flexes his core to impress you. "Can that guy do this?" he drags you hand further up to his pec, flexing it under your touch. He guides your soft hand up further until it's at his neck, which he wraps it around. Your arm kept his shirt lifting, his godly form on display. You shyly take your hand back, blushing as you look around the room. "You're smiling jagiya" he adds with a small giggle. He catches your eye again as he suddenly peels his shirt off, his muscles defined under the soft purple lighting. "Baby you deserve good sex with someone that doesn't look like he has no clue what a clit even is" he says so seriously. "Take those off jagiya. We both know you never wear that type of shit to sleep" he refers to your silky straightened pjs you had on to impress. He takes the initiative to unbutton the top himself, setting your cute boobs in their lacy bra free. He paws at them, honestly mesmerized. He lays you back against the soft pillows, crashing his lips onto yours. His tongue finds its way into your mouth, needing your taste again. He kisses you with passion, basically eating the makeup off your face. His fingers tangle in your hair before moving down to your hips. He shifts, sitting you on his back as he lays against the backboard of his bed. His fingers toy with your panties, his lips to your ear. "Why you always let shitty, ugly guys mistreat you huh?" he asks with honest care in his voice. He gently tugs off your panties, tapping the pads of his fingers against your clit. He smiles as you twitch with pleasure. He starts with small gentle rubs against your clit, applying a perfect amount of pressure. You gasp as his fingers prod at your opening. "Koo... t-too big..." you whine. "You can do it baby... let's start with one..." he says gently, sliding one large finger in you. You arch, biting you lip with pleasure. He gently curls it in your before pulling it out. Now, he slides in his index and middle fingers, his eyes half lidded as he hears you moan. He watches you with admiration, genuinely enjoying seeing you in so much pleasure.
He finger fucks you, slowly but effectively. He praises you for taking it, for being his. He felt proud of himself that when you felt so broken down and unconfident, you came to him out of everyone. You were still his baby, even after the fights and disputes and whatever was thrown your way. He pulls out his soaked fingers and they go to his sweats, tugging them down and revealing his boxers. He was hard as steel, your beautiful face and body doing wonders to him. "Need you so bad jagiya..." he groans. He removes the boxers, his length up against his abs. "So hard for you y/n" he mutters, stroking himself. His head goes back against the bed as his hand moves on himself, mumbling out "So pretty... you gonna come sit on this dick?" You bite your lip and nod, his free hand brushing some hair out of your face. You use his shoulders as support to climb onto him, hovering over his length. His hands go to your plush ass, squeezing and guiding you to sink down. He groans as you do, cursing to himself. "Fuck yes baby... ohhh shit" his eyes shut tight as the pleasure throbs through him. You gasp and adjust to his length in you. You could honestly feel him in your tummy. He takes his hands off your ass to unclamp your bra and take it off. One hand mauls at your tit while the other lands a smack on your bottom. Your hips move up and down on him. His head lolls to the side, his jaw locked open in pleasure. "Holy shit... fuuuck baby" he moans, his own hips thrusting up in time with your movement. If you looked over your shoulder right now you would see his toes curling. He always joked that you were the easy one, but just a few minutes of cowgirl has him moaning and drooling. Your arms wrap around his neck, the warm skin to skin comforting. He smacks your ass again, muttering in his husky voice, "arch that back for me baby". You curve your back deeper, emphasizing your chest. His hands guide your hips up and down, your heavy ass smacking against his thighs. He whines and moans, his voice cracking. He takes his hands off you completely, panting and smiling, "do it yourself baby, impress me". Still using his shoulders for support, you move on your own, immediately drawing long moans and curses from him. God was he weak. His hips stutter and twitch. "Yea baby? You fucking me good? Yea baby... you love fucking me huh? Uungh... shit, fuck yes" he whines and pants. "Gonna make you cum first" he mutters as he wraps his arms around you tight so you stop moving, thrusting up rapidly. Your sensitive pussy is drilled into, his thick cock hitting every possible spot. You share intense eye contact, both of your faces scrunch. Your lips part in repetitive gasps and whines, his name leaving your mouth. Before you know it, you feel a warmth throb throughout you, your pussy clenching down. You squirt onto his lap, making him praise and encourage you. "Fuck yes jagiya... always squirting f'me" he groans. He draws out your orgasm before finally relaxes his arms and giving you the freedom to move on him again. His hands guide you up and down like before, just faster now. You looks you in your pretty eyes, smiling, "gimme a hickey baby". You've never done that before, just the other way around. You slowly lean forward while your hips still move like a piston. Your lips meet his neck, you tongue tasting the skin. You create some suction, shyly sucking. He smacks your ass, "harder baby, I'm fine" he encourages. You suck hard, hearing him hum in approval. "Gonna cum soon baby... dont stop" he pleads. His hips match your movement as his chases his climax. His free hand finds your face, cupping it and pulling it back to look at you. You can see the shine in his eyes as the knot in his stomach snaps, feeling his hand squeeze your ass hard and his hips freeze. You feel the warm ropes of cum inside you, making you whine. His cock throbs and pumps, his eyes squeezing shut. After a minute he taps against your back, too sensitive to continue.
You stay on top but relax against him in an embrace. He doesn't talk, but his hand rubs your back soothingly. You feel the cold metal of his lip piercings against your shoulder as he plants gentle kisses to it. He slowly pulls out with a shiver, a mix of cream leaking out of you. He lays you on you back and grabs some tissue, cleaning himself and then you. You lift a hand to offer help but he denies by gently swatting it. You two didn't need words to understand each other, a deep connection between your souls just shared. He tosses out the dirty tissues and throws his boxers back on. He comes back with some of his sweats and a shirt, sitting you up to put them on you. "Wait baby my bra-" you add before he cuts you off. "You're fine jagiya, it's just us here" he reassures as he puts the new clothing on you. He presses a firm kiss to your forehead, looking at you with a smile. "Soooo... who's the better man, hm?" he asks, waiting for the free compliment. You giggle, "I really wonder who" to tease him. He looks you up and down, mindlessly playing with his lip piercing. "So when are we getting back together jagiya?"
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