"Strip or make out with me," Jungkook said blatantly while gazing intently into your soul with no apparent shame.
You're seated right next to your boyfriend, Taehyung, and Jungkook is telling you to make out with him all because you chose dare.
***...
You exhale with anger and scoff. "My dress isn't short, your temper is. That's why you can't control it." You said with venom slapping his hand off your chin.
"You're so frustrating, you know that?" Jungkook grips your chin once again and tugs gently to persuade you to release your bottom lip, which causes you to flinch in surprise. He sighs. "Let me show you something." He speaks softly as he takes something out of the back pocket of his jeans. You can't take your eyes off of him, yet you can hear him murmuring something to himself.
You swallow.
"Turn around." He ordered. His voice reverberates through your body and hums low in his throat.
You acquiesce and stand close, your back facing him when you feel a silk cloth being wrapped around your eyes. You jolt.
"What are you doing?" Your heartbeat quickens.
"I can't tell you, but I'll show you." He murmured against your ear startling you when he picked you up bridal style.
You tighten your grip around his neck when you feel him carrying you up the stairs, afraid you'll slip off despite his tight hold on your body.
As he makes his way up, he finally reaches his room but because his hands aren't free, he has to kick the door open before closing it with his feet.
He sets you back down on the floor and stands in the exact center of his room. Then he moves, seizing you by the back of your neck with one hand and your rear with the other. He pulls you up to him before placing his mouth on yours and giving you a kiss as if he's been thirsty for it.
He walks you backward, your tongues entwined, until You feel the cold wall behind you. He leans into you, the curves of his body pressing into yours.
"I never really liked this dress, baby. Let's get rid of it," he says as he peels your dress up your thighs, hips, and belly delectably slowly, the material skimming over your skin. Goosebumps erupt all over you. "Lean forward." He says.
You concede, and he strips your dress, tossing it to the ground as you remain in your sandals, underwear, and bra. He takes both of your hands and raises them above your head as his eyes ignite.
You gulp.
"I have your permission, right love?" He asks while striping free of his shirt. He was now remaining only in his pants.
You swallow, a long pause in the silence before nodding.
He smirks and clips your wrists into fancy leather cuffs attached to the wall.
You quickly panic.
"What-t are you doing?" You pant.
"I'm going to drive you wild," he whispers. His hands grasp your hips, and he moves down, his hands sliding down your legs.
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