"You are exactly precisely and perfectly what I've wanted that I never realized before."
Author's P.O.V
"Where are you going?" A trace of frustration lacing Jungkook's voice from the other side of the room. While your curious eyes lead your feet to explore the surroundings.
Needless to reply to him at the moment.
The t-shirt hangs loosely around your body, enveloping your skin with that familiar black vanilla scent. The intoxicating smell of Jungkook. Being the curious little girl of all time along with the not-so-innocent mind, you wander around his huge closet.
Searching for something.
Not a comfy attire or something just like earlier.
This time you are totally engrossed in making the sinful moments...
More sinful.
More delightful, you say.
A smirk plasters around your pretty face, while the reflection of the printed long piece of fabric dominates your brown orbs.
This would be perfect, you thought.
Not far away, your ears receive a deceiving sigh along with slouchy stepping noise from Jungkook. The smirk proudly stretches out on your lips. On the contrary, Jungkook being confused and frustrated approaches you.
"Haven't I told you to wait there?" You say. The dominating cold stare surrounding his existence, but still no effect from him.
Except for the slight movement of his adam's apple.
And that's enough for you to be more confident.
"I-" He starts, only to get pushed by you. The devilish giggle encircles each hollow corner of the closet, representing your excitement. The thought of being a dominant excites you more, as you never got a chance like that with Taehyung.
Kim Taehyung.
Simply wasn't the one to be a sub.
Jungkook's vigorous body landing on the soft comfort of the couch. The sudden outburst of your giggle scares him a bit. However, he didn't dare to form any words out of those pretty bow-shaped lips.
Never in a million years, you're going to fancy away your chance. The air of confidence supports you to sit on his lap. The light brown orbs of his seem to be never leaving yours, consuming his confusion and a little bit of fear. Soon after, the soft fabric of his tie seizes his wrist in a comparatively strong hold behind his back.
"Done." You utter with success. The doe-eyes of Jungkook blink several times in utter shock of cognition of your another self.
A self he never fantasized of.
A self he never thought of liking.
But immediately became an exception for you.
Isn't it confusing?
Well, it is. But nevermind.
"This time I'm in control. So be a good boy." You threaten with a menacing grin. The brown orbs of yours swim in the emotion of lust, the more your vision cognizes the well-built up body of Jungkook.
Not wasting any moment, you dive in like a hungry beast. Your lips latch onto the soft skin of his neck. The new way of opening the tangible nature of one another's soul. The raspy growls and breathy moans escape from him, while his hand struggles on the fabric.
Hope there might be no way of escaping.
Smuts of purple and red painting his milky skin as if his body would be the only canvas for your mouth to work on.
"Ah no." His breathy moans could only decipher. The whimpers and moans betray his own actual words in the swiftest way ever, encouraging you to carry on. The animalistic self guides you down.
Down to his abs.
"Ah, s-stop." He utters in between his moans. Unable to control the wash of pleasure possessing him, whilst his ego saying otherwise. But unfortunately for him, as you were too far away drowned in the moans and deliciousness to care about his gibberish words.
The blissful torture of sucking and tugging on his skin continues while the fabric of his hand loosens on the struggle of his hands.
Your lips proceeding more down.
Down to his prominent V-line.
Sadly that's when he break frees, leaving you in complete shock.
"That's not fair." You utter with disagreement only to earn a sinful smirk as well as gaze from him.
"Let me teach you what's fair." He utters deeply with his raspy voice. Your feet signaling to move out from the dangerously hungry stare of his, but the desire of being a dominant disagrees right way.
"Find me then." You say playfully, leaving Jungkook in confusion once more.
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Finally.
He comes into his own room.
The covers of his bed sprawling on top of you in order to hide you from his vision. But after the words leaving him, proves the covers worthless.
"Found you." He whispers. The pride lacing his raspy voice as he approaches the bed.
"Easy? Was it?" You ask with a smirk. His doe eyes pausing on your unclad body and then your brown orbs. The pieces of clothing laying on the marble floor scrutinizes his gaze later on. You let your body leave the comfort of the bed as your feet carry you to him.
The pink lips of his seek yours but the teasing of yours disrupts.
"Not yet, baby boy." You chuckle, as your hand pushes his body on the bed. The sinking of the mattress against his body would be the most satisfying phenomena your eyes ever received. The grace influences the movement of you sinking on his pillows before straddling on his lips.
The same ego again commands Jungkook to sit up, only to get push back again.
How pathetic!
"Y/n" The mention of your name dissolves from him in the air as you catch his lips in yours. His hands scooting up to your neck and hair. That subtle movement of his disrupts you as you pull away. You gently grab his veiny hands, placing them back on his sides.
"No touching." You whisper.
"But that's not fair." He sulks cutely.
"Shh." You shush him before getting back on your work again. The sophisticated stains on his milky skin would be more like a slow process. Your lips moving with the rhythm of his moans along with the anticipation of keeping his hands down.
"Y/n" He moans. The obedience in him surprises you. You can hear and feel the desperation and willpower it's taking him not to. Sitting up while straddling, you tenderly place his hands on your hips.
"Fair enough now." You whisper, biting his ear lobe seductively.
But little did you know that the tiny excitement of you being the dominant would volatilize this soon.