"You're buried in the pillow, yeah you're so loud." ~ Chase Atlantic [Slow Down]
Two bodies laid pressed together underneath the covers, laying in the warmth of each other as the sun had disappeared from the sky. Taehyung had left a while ago for work, stating he left some money on the downstairs table for dinner, but the couple had barely moved an inch after they woke up from their nap.
Jungkook's eyes stayed on her face as she let her fingers run along his collarbones, sometimes running up to trace his facial features before letting them rain down to his neck again. He knew what she was doing, memorizing him with her touch, and it made his heart ache.
But he couldn't really say much, because he was studying her face too. How she had a little mole on her nose like her brother, and how her eyelashes were long and brushed against her cheekbones in the most delicate flutter. How her lips were more plump and almost always tasted like cherries from her chapstick, and how they spread to this box-like smile that made him swoon.
"I should probably go shower," she whispers, offering a small smile.
Jungkook hums, his arms tightening around her despite her words. She squirmed against his hold and giggled, eventually finding her way out despite Jungkook's protests.
"Hurry back," he pouts, watching her with gentle eyes.
Rosie nods, grabbing her robe on the way to the bathroom. It wasn't until after, of course, she showered that she realized she had nothing other than the robe. No clothes, no undergarments, no nothing. Just her thin, silk robe.
She panicked, pacing around the bathroom several times before braving up enough to peek out the bathroom door. When she saw the ravenette sitting up against her headboard with his gaze on his phone, she sighed in relief, hoping that's where it would stay so she could creep out and grab some clothes.
But as soon as she stepped foot out of the door, Jungkook whipped his head in her direction.
It was like she was frozen, staring at the ravenette with wide eyes as he pushed his tongue through his cheek and smirked. He moved off the bed and approached her with long strides, grabbing the knot of her robe once he was close enough and tugging her into his chest.
"You sneaky, little bunny," he rasps, hands trailing to the back of her robe where they slid down and firmly grabbed her ass.
"Jungkook," she gasps, clutching onto the front of his shirt with her cheeks burning.
"Hm?" he hums, hiking her robe up to slip his hands under, fondling with her ass. "Fuck, you're such a tease."
"I didn't mean to," she protests, pounding a weak fist against his chest as she pouts.
"Mhm," he chuckles, squeezing her cheek. "Look at me."
When her shy eyes flicker up to his, Jungkook leans down and presses his lips against hers, swallowing her whimper of surprise when his hands grab the back of her thighs and hoist her up. Her legs immediately curled around his torso and she giggled breathlessly against his mouth when he walked them to her bed, where she landed against the mattress with a squeal.
Jungkook ripped his shirt over his head before bending down and smashing his lips back onto hers, his hands trailing down to the ties of her robes. He undid them quickly before attaching his lips to her neck, sucking variations of pink to purple marks that would stay for a long time.
"Color?" he breathes against her collarbone.
"Wait," she gulps, squeezing his bicep. "I-I mean, yellow."
Jungkook stills immediately and sits back, his eyebrows furrowing in concern.
"What's wrong, baby?" he asks softly, placing his hands on his thighs in case she didn't want to be touched.
"It's just that... you're still dressed and I'm not and it's making me nervous," she admits, her cheeks burning in embarrassment.
"Oh," Jungkook smiles, taking her hand in his and guiding it to his pants.
He undid the button of his jeans before placing her fingers on the zipper, encouraging her to do the rest. She did so slowly, her eyes focused on the black Calvin Klein's underneath while his intense gaze stayed on her face.
She began tugging them down until she couldn't anymore, and Jungkook sat up to rid himself of the rest of it, making his hard cock slap against his stomach. Rosie didn't realize she was staring at it until Jungkook placed his fingers under her chin and gently lifted her head, a small smile on his lips.
"Color?"
"Green," she giggles shyly, her hands smoothing over his back as he bends down and kisses her.
Jungkook kissed her until she was dizzy, until all she knew were those thin lips and sinful tongue of his. A small trail of saliva was connected between them when he pulled back and he chuckled, leaning forward again and licking it off her lips before moving his lips down to her breasts.
"Jungkook," she whines, her hands shyly tugging at his hair as his tongue swirls around her bud.
The ravenette merely hummed, sending shivers down her spine as the vibration sent jolts of electricity through her body. She became a blushing and whimpering mess as he toyed with both breasts until he was satisfied, his lips falling off with a wet pop.
"Gotta stretch you, okay?" he murmurs, trailing his hands down her stomach.
Rosie barely nods before he's kissing her again, and as he does so, he slips two of his fingers inside. Something inside of Jungkook snapped by the time he had four fingers in and she was struggling to kiss back, her breathy wines fanning against his lips.
"Rosie," he says, his voice strained because it was getting harder to stay patient. "Are you ready to do this?"
"Yes," she replies without hesitation. "With—ah—with you, yes."
Jungkook couldn't help but smile a bit, kissing her again as he slowly removed his fingers. He turned his lips to blow a raspberry against her cheek before climbing off the bed, leaving Rosie giggling as he pulled out a tiny bottle of lube and a condom from his wallet.
When he returned to the bed, Rosie had tensed up, squeezing the sheets so hard her fingers were white.
"Relax, baby," he says gently, rubbing her thigh in a comforting manner. "I'm gonna try my best to make this as painless as I can, okay? Can you trust, Daddy?"
Rosie nods, but Jungkook frowned, gripping her chin with his fingers and raising an eyebrow.
"Use your words, bunny."
"I trust you, Daddy."
Jungkook intertwined his fingers through hers and used his free hand to lead the tip of his cock to her hole, talking to her softly when the head of his cock popped through the first ring.
"There we go, baby," he whispers, watching her face scrunch up as he slowly pushes in. "You're doing so good for me."
Rosie cries out at the stretch and squeezes his hand, the intrusion unlike anything she's ever felt before.
"I-is it all the way in?" she asks in one rushed whisper, her other hand flying to his bicep.
"Only halfway," Jungkook smiles, connecting their lips in hopes of distracting her.
When Jungkook was bottomed out inside of her, he squeezed the sheets on either side of her and lowered his chest to hers, shushing her softly and kissing her cheek as tears welled up in her eyes.
"I'm okay," she reassures him after a few moments, sniffling a bit as she wraps her arms around his neck.
Her lips parted in an audible gasp when he began slowly thrusting his hips, the once uncomfortable stretch turning into delicious pleasure that had her nails digging into his back. His cock was brushing against her walls deeper than she ever thought was possible, and she found herself becoming greedy for more.
"Daddy," she moans, yelping when he landed a particularly hard thrust that had her moving up the bed.
"Fuck, Rosie," he growls, breaking the slow rhythm he had created.
Jungkook's head was thrown back, lips parted and eyebrows slightly furrowed as he fucked her harder, deeper, and Rosie felt like she was seeing stars. Her nails were raking down his back and whimpers were spilling out of her mouth endlessly.
"M-my tummy," she cries. "I can feel you in my stomach, oh my god."
"Right here, baby?" he smirks, placing the flat of his palm on her lower stomach before pressing down slightly. Rosie threw her head back with a whine and nodded quickly, and the sight made Jungkook growl. "This pussy is mine, you understand? You won't be able to even sit without thinking about my cock shaping your pretty pussy, baby."
"Jungkook!" she shrieks, her face burning at his lewd words.
She couldn't deny the tingles she felt from it though, spreading her thighs more and babbling out begs for him to give her more. She couldn't even think straight anymore, her thoughts only Jungkook, Jungkook, Jungkook.
"I-I'm gonna-"
Jungkook connects their lips before she can finish and feels her walls squeeze around him like a vice as her release builds, encouraging the snaps of his hips to become quicker. Rosie throws her head back and quite literally screams his name as she cums around his cock, the sudden tightness causing Jungkook to groan.
"Fuck, baby," he growls, grabbing her waist and sitting back on his haunches to jack-rabbit his hips.
Jungkook's moans tumbled from his mouth as he grew closer, Rosie taking everything as she hiccuped and cried from overstimulation. He was so beautiful like this, even more beautiful when he whimpered her name and came.
Nothing but their pants filled the room as he thrusted slowly, riding out their highs until Rosie reached her hands out for him, and Jungkook grabbed them as he leant down and kissed her.
She groans when he slides out and leaves her empty, the feeling one she didn't like. Jungkook was quick to go to the bathroom and get rid of the condom before returning with a wet cloth, sliding it across her body to clean her up.
"You were amazing, Rosie," he says, peppering kisses against her lips. "Your color?"
"Green," she sighs out happily, sitting up onto his lap with his help. She nuzzles her face onto his shoulder and curls her fingers into the hair on the nape of his neck, playing with the strands lazily. "Your color, Daddy?"
"Green," he chuckles, sliding his rough hand down her back. "We should eat."
Rosie hums tiredly in agreement, her eyes already falling shut. She stays pliant on his lap as Jungkook reaches over to her nightstand and grabs his phone, and when he asked her what she wanted, she just hummed back in response.
Noticing she wasn't in the right headspace to answer him properly, he decided to get some takeout just to be safe, hooking his chin on her shoulder as he places the phone to his ear. When he was done ordering, he was more than sure that she had fallen asleep, so he gently maneuvered them into a more comfortable position, pulling the sheets over top of their naked bodies so they could rest before their meal would arrive.
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