Excited, I stood in the pick-up area of the airport and waited impatiently behind the barrier. JK's flight had landed in the meantime and as far as the display board revealed, he just had to wait for his baggage. The butterflies fluttered in my stomach - so strongly that I was afraid to take off immediately. But then the first passengers came through the sliding door with their suitcases and I immediately set my search radar.

Just when I feared I was standing in the wrong area, I spotted him. Dragging a suitcase behind him, wearing a casual white T-shirt, cool sunglasses, and his top hair tied up in a miniature braid, he ran with the flow, scanning the crowd around me. When he spotted me, he corrected his course and walked straight toward me. His warm smile grew wider with each step he took toward me. My grin was reflected in the lenses of his glasses as he stopped directly in front of me and eyed me before pushing his glasses down his nose a bit to look at me teasingly over the top. "Where's that sexy full body bunny suit you sweat so much in?" I laughed and he pulled me closer for a hug. "Hey sweetie" I moved away from him. "Since when did I become the sweetie?" He shrugged innocently. "Since now. I just decided that." His gaze slid down my tight-fitting top to my black skirt that ended midway down my thighs and even further down to my black sneakers that I had put on for the sake of driving. I posed in several different poses. "Well, do you like it? Well, I found it deathly chic!" Without a word, he grabbed my hips, lifted me with his strong arms, and twirled me once in a circle. At my surprised sound, an old couple turned around in irritation. The old lady smiled warmly and then sought her husband's gaze before they both continued walking. After I regained my footing, Jungkook reached for my hand. "So, I hear I'm getting a private transfer to my accommodation?"

Fortunately, we got through the traffic just fine. I was even able to get a parking spot for us in front of my front door. JK brought his suitcase upstairs and we walked to the nearby grocery store. There we stocked up on popcorn, gummy bears, chocolate and various candies, so that I was already afraid to end the evening with a food coma and 10 more kilos on my ribs. But Jungkook ran in a good mood and unperturbed through the aisles and grabbed everything that was not nailed down. With the loot and an extremely confused looking cashier, we finally made our way back.

Thoughtfully, we stood in front of my Disney DVD shelf. "I bet you'd like Flynn Rider from Tangled!" Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed him eyeing me with amusement. Undeterred, I continued. "Oh, oh! Or else..." I recreated drum rolls. "Moana!!!!! The demigod of wind and sea would be to your liking, guaranteed!" He laughed. "Why don't we start with Tangled..."

Outside it was already dawning when the pizza finally arrived. I waited impatiently for the pizza delivery man to come to my floor. Jungkook pulled out a small portable Bluetooth box and played 'the final Countdown' to heroic dance moves. Stunned, I turned to him. "You know this song?" He shrugged. "During our shoots, there's all kinds of music playing. Sometimes newer, sometimes a little older." The pizza delivery guy knocked. I yanked the door open with maybe a little too much momentum, because it banged rudely against the shoe closet that was right next to the entrance. "Oops!" it escaped me. Then I sheepishly accepted the pizzas and tipped the delivery man. JK grabbed the delivery and carried it in front of me to the living room. We made ourselves comfortable on the couch, started the movie, and then munched on the pizzas....

Well sated, I sat, or rather lay, next to JK on the couch and watched the scene of Rapunzel and Flynn sitting in the rowboat on the lake while the first lanterns rise in the background. My head was leaning against his shoulder and his hand was on my forearm. In between, he fed me the popcorn, which I took with my mouth wordlessly and without taking my eyes off the screen. The scene was in full swing and I sighed in love. As I did so, I could feel JK eyeing me from the side with a sly smile. I turned my head so that I could look at him better. "After I saw the movie for the first time back then, I've always wanted a date where the lantern thing goes the same way, too. I love that scene." A soft laugh was the response. Then he stirred and sat up a little straighter. As I adjusted my position too, he put his arm around me so I could put my arm around him and rest my head against his chest. His heartbeat seemed to accelerate through this and his breathing also went a little faster. When our eyes met again, his seemed as if his mind was somewhere else. His eyes wandered over my face and stopped at my lips. Suddenly, I could not detach myself from his face either. He used his free hand to stroke my cheek and then a few strands of my open hair behind my ear. Then his hand just stayed below my cheek resting on my lower jaw. As if hypnotized, I held his gaze. Slowly our heads tilted closer to each other. And then his kiss triggered an explosion of emotions and thoughts in my head.

At first the kiss was gentle and tentative. It was as if he didn't really dare to do what we both longed for inside. I turned completely around to face him and sat astride his lap. Now that I was on top, I was able to increase the pressure of my lips a little. His hands traveled down my side, then settled on my back and pressed me closer - as if even skin on skin was still too far apart. The movie was completely forgotten. Curiously we explored each other. His kisses traveled along my lower jaw to my neck. He leaned forward a little and held me in the back. His mouth covered my throat with soft kisses. When he got to the hollow of my collarbone, he hesitated briefly. I ran my hand through his hair and lifted his chin so he looked up at me. One hand in the small of my back stayed where it was, but the other sought its way to the hem of my skirt and grasped my bare thigh. With my lower body, I slid up his lap a bit until I could feel the hard bulge. He drew in his breath sharply and bit his pierced lower lip lightly. His hand wandered slowly up my thigh, but when I ran my own hand under his T-shirt and my index finger finally hooked into the waistband of his pants, he lost all restraint.

Carrying me, he stood up. I wrapped my legs around him and tangled my arms in his neck. Kissing me, he carried me through my apartment to the bedroom. My breath was coming in gasps by now and I wanted nothing more than to feel him closer to me. Even closer than we were at that moment.

The dimmed light bathed my bedroom in a cozy atmosphere. The chain of lights, which hung on the wall above the head of the bed, I had permanently in operation. JK carried me to the edge of the bed and gently set me down there, but without removing his mouth from mine. I slid further onto the bed so that Jungkook could climb over me. I felt some of his weight descend on me and now I also felt his strong, tense muscles through the fabric that was all that still separated us. The bulge in his pants rubbed for a moment over the sensitive spot between my legs and a pressure built up inside me that I could only stifle if I pressed my legs together. Thus I held him captive between my legs and drove with my hands searchingly up and down his upper body. A moan escaped him. Again he rubbed against me and now it was my turn to draw in the air sharply. Jungkook's breath tickled the crook of my neck as his hand slid under my skirt and into my underwear. I groaned as he began massaging that sensitive spot in gentle circular motions. The pressure almost drove me out of my mind. I moaned and turned my face to the side. "Q...", he said in a rough voice. "I...I want it...", was all I could get out.

His hand, which had hesitated briefly, continued the circular movements and I spread my legs as far as I could. I felt heated and everything in me and around me was 200% taken by him, his closeness....his naked body. My hands tugged at his T-shirt. He understood, rose briefly on his knees and pulled the shirt over his head. Then his gaze slid eagerly down my body to the hem of the skirt. Pondering, he rubbed his upper and lower lip together as if weighing his next action. The flash in his eyes betrayed his decision. He lifted one of my legs and began kissing his way from my calf to the inside of my thigh. I threw my head back into the covers. "Oh God....Jung..." The rest of his name choked out in a gasp as he pushed my panties aside to kiss me where I had never been kissed before.

A shiver of electricity ran through my lower body and made my nipples hard. Jungkook's face reappeared between my legs. With glowing cheeks, I held his gaze. While one hand held my thigh fixed, his free hand began to travel up, and under my bra, while - not releasing my gaze - he again brought his mouth closer to my sensitive spot. Instead of a kiss, his tongue slid once through my lower middle. My hands clawed into the blanket as he did it again. And again...and again...I threw my head back and lifted my lower body toward him. Smiling, he slipped my panties off my legs. I freed myself from the annoying top. I sat up, reached for his face with my hands and pulled him to my mouth. Then my hands moved to his hips and finally undid the button and zipper of his jeans. He slipped off his pants and crawled over me again and now his warm skin was on top of mine. Through his chest I could feel his heart beating at least as fast with excitement as mine. I pushed myself up and wrapped my arms around his neck.

He lifted me a little so that his hands found under my back and opened my bra before he took it off completely and threw it carelessly next to the bed. His upper body nestled against me and his hips slowly rubbed between my legs. Again, I moaned as his kisses moved from my lips to my bare skin to my breasts and he encircled a nipple with his lips to gently suck on it. "Jungkook...", I gasped. He looked up at me questioningly and with a teasing expression. "I wana feel you...", I murmured with red-hot cheeks and rapid breathing. His kisses traveled down my belly to my pelvic bone and then to the warm pressure-sore spot between my thighs. He disengaged from me to pull down his shorts. After that, he stroked the inside of my thighs with both hands and then pushed my legs apart before climbing over me so that he could be embraced by my legs.

When he kissed me he penetrated me and relieved the pressure a little at first. But then his hips began to push back and forth again and again in a rhythmic beat. All gentle and tender, but at the same time it felt so intense I thought I would pass out from desire. "JK..." "Quynn..." And so we continued to sway toward orgasm. His thrusts grew, faster and faster, harder and harder. His breathing was panting and rapid, and my pleasuring sounds were increasing in volume. He kissed the crook of my neck. "Q...come for me." he murmured, and his hand slid to my clit in addition. I exploded in a firework of a thousand colors. My whole body trembled and tears of overwhelmingness welled up in my eyes and ran out of the corners of my eyes into the bedclothes. JK's thrusts also vibrated increasingly as he poured into me with a redeeming sound.

Bathed in sweet sweat, we lay side by side and looked at each other in wonder. I grabbed his hand and he returned the pressure before intertwining his fingers with mine. A loving smile played around his lips and reached into his sparkling eyes. So we just lay there silently, enjoying each other's presence. And finally we fell asleep....