"Okay cuddle, I'm going to hug him and kiss kookie a lot," he runs away with his large beam to make a beeline for the man who I caught starting at me again, with a gentle smile on his face.
As soon as he saw the small baby heading towards him, he looked at him but once he faced him from very close, they both spoke for a short second before Jungkook took him in his arms. Daehan hugs him like he would do it with a teddy bear or me, getting from the grown man a happiness expressed all over his features as he hugged him back and offered him a kiss. That is for me, the most adorable thing.
Since I have to wait for the egg timer to signal me that the cake is baked, I lean back on the kitchen counter and look at what all the guys are doing, but especially my man with the little boy. Daehan moved back properly on Jungkook's lap, resting his head on his chest while holding his Nemo plush really tight, to look at the TV screen where a game is being played by the four guys taking just one couch for themselves. Jungkook's fingers comb the boy's hair, his eyes gazing at him and smiling when he doesn't peck his forehead.
I'm going to melt faster than the chocolate I put in the cake baking.
•••
I sit down on Jungkook's lap as no space is left for my butt on any of the couches and wait for Daehan to blow the candles out. Everyone watching him in front of his cake that I cooked with a lot of care just for his sixth birthday, Jungkook wraps his arms around my hips and pulls me back to place his face at my arm and take a closer look at the young boy, smiling from ear to ear.
"Don't forget to make a wish Daehan~" Jimin ruffles his hair with a beam on his face. They all finished singing to let the boy close his eyes and make a wish like mentioned. A second later after we understood he was speaking in his own head, he blew the air out his mouth to extinguish the six candles.
"Happy birthday!" we all applause as he giggled and looked shy in front of us, Yoongi took the lead to start cutting the cake but kissed him on the cheek before doing it.
"When can I play with my gifts?"
"Do you want to do it now?" his big brother pays attention to his actions and at the same to him. "Yeah..."
"You don't want to eat the cake cuddle made just for you?" Yoongi asked to the boy while serving everyone with the food I made and am scared of hearing opinions about. "I do, but will I have the permission to play at night with my games?" he asks him as he's giving the small dishes to every single one of us, all seeming impatient to dig in while I'm nervous as hell. Maybe I should just have paid one thought.
"That's not a question you should ask to me."
"Cuddle?" he dives his big eyes of baby into mine, throwing at my face all the innocent I miss having. "Kookie?"
"What does cuddle say about it?" Jungkook puts me forth while I'm pretending not to hear but just eating what is in the end, pretty good. I did well, or could I just have bad taste?
"I say yes Daehan, you have the right to do what you want for your birthday," I smile at him, not doubting about anything since tomorrow is Saturday. "Thank you!" he jumps up and runs to me, half hugging me with his head resting on my legs. "Can I kiss you?" he raises his eyes up to captivate me with them. I nod, leaning closer to let him have access to my features. He stood up on his tiptoes and pecked my lips cutely, before climbing up onto the couch to get closer to Jungkook, so me as well.
"That cake is delicious as hell!" Taehyung exclaims, licking off the fresh cream he had left on the corner of his lips like a kid. "Why don't I hear that when I'm the one cooking for you?" Jin complained about the compliment made about my food.
No tension in here would be agreeable though.
"Well...My Y/N is better," Jimin let out, giving me the eye after using a more than friendly way to call me. "Excuse me?" the man on which I am sitting cupped my waist to slightly push me to the side, making my bum totally end on his crotch for him to have a better sight of the flirt. Everything against me and squeezing my curves are so thick, gosh, I'm sinful.
"Hm?" he smirks, acting like nothing happened. "What? Is there a problem?"
"Yes there is. She's not "your" Y/N. Just to be clear," he asserted himself, without any rudeness but just the good manly voice that makes you understand you better not mess with him. That's so hot Jesus christ.
"I know, I just made a mistake," he smiles and looks at his piece of cake that he's eating. "She's my kitten."
"Park Jimin," his voices turns honeyed, acting cool when deep inside I can feel him burning up. He easily gets jealous as hell, even when it's just over a joke. "Don't make me stand up or else that's going to get really dangerous for your face and ass."
"Jungkook!" I slap his thick thigh. "No bad words. You know it."
"Money in the jar Kookie~!" the innocent boy mentioned, not forgetting about the fact that every bad word pronounced by us in this house will make him earn some money at the end of this month. He's more than smart.
"I don't...I don't have any money on me right now my baby..."
"Lying~" he smiles in the cutest way with all the devilish side while speaking to the man who's trying to find a good excuse not to admit he swore. "More money in the jar Kookie because this is bad."
"Are you talking about the jar I see on the kitchen counter over there?" Namjoon points at it with a frown on his face. "Because if it is, then I don't even want to know how many times his poor children ears must have heard bad things."
"It's just...It sometimes leaves my mouth by accident and Y/N is the one doing it the most in here," he openly accuses me in front of everybody. Is this man serious? I'm gonna slap him in the face once we'll be alone.
"Yah. That's not even true!"
"Yes it is! Remind me who had to put money into the jar three times in a minute last week?" he roasts me about something I thought he had forgotten. Dammit. "It's...It's only because I was mad that day and I kept on making everything fall!"
"That's not a reason for you to swear my lady."
"Yah," I turn around to glare at him, while he's just enjoying it with his little arrogant smirk. "Shu- Keep quiet. Okay?"
"Was about to swear again," he scoffs and eats the piece of cake I wish could throw at his face right now. "Bad girl."
Did he- Did he just call me bad girl in front of all the guys?
"Wow," Taehyung wiggles his eyebrows while my brother is totally not liking it. "I see we have a little kinky and dirty couple here~ Uh?"
"Tae," Yongi moves forward to get closer to the end of the black leather couch and look daggers at the man who dared to let nasty insinuations with him in the same room. "Do you want my cake to pass by your nostrils?"
"Hehe..." he chuckles nervously but gulps down as he glanced away. "I don't know what you're talking about..."
"Yeah. Sure," he gets back properly on its place and let everyone watch the TV awkwardly while finishing the rest of our food.
•••
I stand up from Jungkook's lap now that the movie ended, Yoongi and Namjoon sleeping like two babies. Jungkook kept on dozing off as well though, I could feel his head resting on mine more for some long seconds with my head on his chest, to then act like if he was still caught by the movie. "Babe...what are you doing?"
"I'm going to wash the dishes," I bend over the coffee table to collect all the plates and put them over one another for it to be easier to bring it to the kitchen.
"I'm going to do it, don't bother and stay on the couch honey," he leaves the cushions on which Daehan is already dreaming. He walks up to me but since I'm way too stubborn I don't let him do anything. "I'm fine, don't worry."
"Come on...Don't-" I cut him off with a kiss on the lips. "I'm good honey," and head towards the kitchen to put all the dishes into the sink. I still have a view on the boys but notice that Jungkook grabbed what I couldn't, stopping himself to talk to Jimin in a way that doesn't seems very affectionate.
I make less noise to attempt hearing the things he's saying.
"I don't give a damn. Your eyes stays directed down on the ground, if I get you staring at her cleavage when she's bend over just once again, I'm telling you, it would be better for you to run away from my house."
"Chill dude..." he rolls his eyes, facing with no fears the guy in front of which he wouldn't stand a chance. "No, I'm not chilling. Lay your eyes on her thighs, butt or breasts one more time and I smash your face before throwing you out of here" he stomps towards the opened space in which I am, making me glance down to not expose my curiosity and act as if I was just doing my task already.
"There's nothing more on the table," he puts the eating utensils in the sink. "Please don't do it baby, just put this into the dishwasher and come in the couch with me."
"But it's faster that way..."
He grabs my wrist gently and stops the water from flowing. "Yes but we don't need those plates today, so let me take them and put everything n the dishwasher," he wraps one arm around my waist and pulls me back to grab hold of all the dishes, and just do as he said while I'm using the dishcloth to dry my hands.
"That's way easier like this," he closes the door of the machine and turns towards me as I put the fabric back on its place. His eyes travel up and down my body, his steps drawing him closer to me. He grabs me by the hips and sticks my curves to his hard ones, to go slide his hands down on my backside and grip the edge of my dress, subtly touching my skin underneath to pull down on the cloth as much as possible. "Only wear those sexy clothes when we're alone. Hm?"
"Why?" I smile at him, loving how flirty he can be with his little gazes and touches. "Because..." his manly hands slowly caress my body up, without missing just an inch of it to get to my chest. "I don't like sharing what's mine," he stares at my cleavage, his fingers fixing it to try hiding my skin or maybe just enjoy this opportunity to touch my breasts. My heart is beating so fast right now and the fact that we're quite in the dark with only the TV in the living room to illuminate us with some candles at some corners, makes this even more intimate.
"Are you wearing a pushup bra?" he freely cups and touches me heavily on an area that he shouldn't if I want my body to keep calm. He can't turn me on here, at this right moment, but that's exactly what he's causing to me. "Hm? Are you?" he licks his glossy lips and looks up into my eyes after being attracted to my cleavage only.
My breathing which became heavily forces me to grab his wrist to pull it down. "Yes, I am."
His thirsty side comes up again, his pushes me against the kitchen counter for the few guys who aren't sleeping to not see what he's doing. He moves his naughty hands up again, to take the fabric of my dress between his fingers and lift it up, in order to almost reveal my underwear. I grip the rim of the worktop at the feeling of his fingers passing under my cloth to skim them past my inner thigh. I can barely keep my eyes opened, my chest going up and down swiftly while receiving hard punches from my insane heart. A shiver makes my breathing turn shaky as he touched my underwear. "Is it red lingerie you're wearing my baby?" he whispers while teasing me, making it difficult for me to hold my moaning back as the pleasure is incredibly taking over me at the speed of light.
"Jungkook...not here..." I lay the palm of my hand on his chest and push him away. He smirks and bites his lower lip before stepping back closer to me again, to put my cloth back properly and not do more. "Don't bend over in front of the guys, okay?"
"Hm..." I nod, complying and not daring to just test or tease him. This could get very quick, his hands are way too good to make me lose my mind in a second so I must not act rebellious. He smiles at me, loving the state in which he set me effortlessly, he leans in and takes me into his arms to place his lips close to my ear and whisper, "I want to make love to you."
"You..." I gulp down and look at him into the eyes, torturing my own self with his deep stare and dirty messages passing through it. "Now...?"
"Yeah," he nods, his lip bite not ceasing to take my heart out of my chest and he approaches his face from mine. He nuzzles the tip of nose and tilts his head to the side, to close his eyes and grab my upper lip between his soft and glossy ones. My hand couldn't hold back from drifting up to the man's strong biceps, and gradually slided up to the back of his neck while my hips are being held by his manly hands, and his lips kissing me tenderly. "You make me go so crazy..." he whispers against my skin and recreates the tight connection of our mouths. "I want to give love to you all night long, to make babies with my little woman and make her moan my name," his eyes full of desire stare into mine as the tip of his nose is touching my hot cheekbone.
I smile but peck his lips shyly. He'll never stop making my heart race. "We'll make babies but not now."
"Oh really?!" he beams and reacts with great surprise. "Oh gosh baby...I can't wait to get those guys out of this house then..."
"Don't be like that," I cup his face with one hand and make his lips pucker, to kiss them. "Bad boy," I land a peck on his sensitive neck and run away, to get back in the living room where practically everyone is asleep, apart from Jimin who's giving me his usual charming smile with his flirty eyes and Taehyung playing on his phone with Namjoon. I head towards the seat on which I was earlier and-
I was about to sit down when Jungkook grabbed my waist to brush past the back of my body and land on the cushions first, before putting me onto his lap. His arms encircle my hips, his fingers pass right between my thighs on the highest point possible to grab one with his masculine hold and make me place my legs over one of his thick one. Why is he holding me like a baby on his thighs?
"What do you-" I was taking a look at him randomly while speaking, when I noticed he was enjoying to the full, the side view he has on my cleavage. I slap his face to shake his dirty mind up and cup his chin to move his head up. "My eyes are here if you didn't know yet."
"Ah yeah..." he smiles and acts innocent. "I got distracted for some reasons..."
"Good reasons, I guess."
"Hm. Yeah," he nods and licks his lips to tease me again. I know that this is the typical behavior he has when he's thirsty for dirty things, I'm used to it now. If he wants to do it, he'll be thousands of times more flirty, handsy, he'll always look at me with bedroom eyes, leering at some other parts of my body that only him, would have the right to touch, and he'll easily get turned on. He'll always try to find a way to see if I'm responding to it or ignoring and making him understand I don't want to. Honestly, the second option never happened yet. Not my fault though, I always know this will be good so...can't help myself but wanting it as well.
His hand grasps my hip as he let his arm rest on my thighs. That's insane how much I can feel his fast and powerful heartbeat hitting his chest against my body. Do I still provoke that much to him even after one year together? I'm lucky.
"Will you wear the lingerie I bought for you tonight?" he whispers in my ear, still being attracted to my lips and breasts that he doesn't stop ogling. How could I calm his horniness down dammit?
"No," I shake my head, refusing to do this after this long exhausting day. "Come on..." he complains with his sad puppy face that doesn't fit this argument at all and press his lips on my arm. "Why...?"
"Because, I'm tired and I ate a lot. So, no. Jeon Jungkook."
"I'm disappointed."
"You can be, I won't change my mind boy," I don't give in to his cute face and just avoid those flawless features making it hard for me to not do what he's asking for. "Why are you bad like that?" he pinches the side of my thigh with his slender fingers made of steel and hurting my thickness. "Why are you horny like that?" I lower my voice and stare into his eyes from very close. Not a good idea. He maintains the eye contact, "Because you make me, horny, twenty-four hours a day and seven days a week my little lady."
"Sorry, not sorry."
"Oh I see," he looks at me, only having eyes for the girl I am, sitting on his thick thighs as if I was the only person in this entire room. "You like provoking bad things to your man to then only tease him?"
I nod playfully, enjoying the little game we're both having together. "Then I'm gonna have to tease my woman tonight."
"How?" I ask, wanting to get some more details about this shamelessly. "Oh that's bad to be so curious honey. You'll know when the time will come."
"I want the time to come then."
"I do too," his teeth squeeze his bottom lip, his eyes captivating me with love and sinful lust. "But to be honest, the best thing coming isn't the time."
My eyebrows raise at this sentence heard. "What does that mean?"
"Oh honey..." he bends his head back to land it on the back of the couch, and closes his eyes. "I thought you would understand this suggestive insinuation but I might have misjudged you," he puts his head back properly to look at me and whispers against my skin, seductively. "Could you still have some innocence inside of you?"
"Certainly not inside of me, but now that you made it obvious it wasn't pure. My mind understood and liked it."
"Hm, I like my naughty babygirl," he pats the side of my thigh, before sliding it onto them, subtly passing right underneath my dress to then stretch his body, making me feel all his muscles flex against me and he throws his head back. A moan left his mouth as he yawned, and then crashed his hand on my bare thigh, causing a sound of slight slap to be made, to then cup it and smirk as his eyes are laid on the TV screen.
I loved the smutty sound that left his mouth after vibrating into his throat. He knows how much it turns me on when he gives out those deep moans dammit.
"You're dirty," I murmur for him only to hear this. He smirked even more and gave me the eye. "That's how you make me feel."
"I make you feel dirty or I make you want to stretch your body?"
"You make me want to stretch something else if you know what I mea-" I cut him off right away as I slammed his mouth with my hand. "Oh my God Jeon Jungkook. Are you serious right now?" I whisper angrily at the sound of his way too nasty words. "You can't say that in here!"
He grabs my wrist and pulls it down. "What do you think I was talking about?" he smiles smugly. "Nothing," I deny knowing what he meant and glance away with my hot cheeks.
He wraps his arm around my neck and yanks me towards him to encircle it with both of his strong arms and pamper my cheek with kisses. This man is going to kill me.