“Shall we go somewhere more comfortable then?” A sound came from deep within his throat and he lifted me, carrying me to the bedroom. I landed on the bed and he kissed me roughly, grinding up against me.

“Hey!” I exclaimed, pushing him away. “I said I’ll take care of you. So you don’t have to do a thing, Jungkook. Let me pleasure you this time.” I flipped us so that I was on top. I moved downwards and unbuckled his belt.

“Are you already hard?” I asked amusedly.

“Your fault.”

“Hmm...let me take care of it for you, then.” I ran my tongue up the length of him causing him to twitch. I kissed my way down, and then licked up again, this time more slowly, my eyes maintaining contact with his.

As I made my way to his tip, I grazed my teeth lightly across a vein before enveloping him into my mouth. He grunted as I pushed him further in. I continued to work, and he groaned lowly. “I’m...close.” He managed. “Taehyung...Fuck!” He moaned out as he came. I pulled away slowly, licking my lips and looking at him.

“You’ve been waiting while. That was quite a lot.” I crawled forward, and kissed him again. His hands ran through my hair slowly. It moved farther down and pulled at my hips, pushing my pants down. I’d taken my belt off earlier, so they fell off rather easily.

He pulled away briefly, shoving his fingers into my mouth. My tongue danced across the digits as he shallowly thrusted them, before removing them and attaching our lips again. I felt his hand snake around and a finger press against my entrance, before slipping inside.

I whined as he began to move, pressing against my walls as he devoured my moans and whimpers into his mouth. He added another finger, scissoring my entrance open, and he continued to do so until I felt I was stretched enough.

I pulled away from his mouth and sat up. I positioned myself above him and I felt him enter me. I made a sound of please and almost instantly started to move. His hands rested loosely on my hips and I leaned down, kissing him again.

With effortless grace, he suddenly flipped our bodies, so that I was underneath him. I whined, wanting to maintain control, however my demand to do so was caught in my throat as he began to pivot his hips viciously into me.

I arched my back, moaning profanities as he began to walk and nip at my neck, groaning softly into my ear as he continued. "Fuck, you're so tight." He groaned quietly before licking and nipping at the hint flesh of my ear.

"Y-you—ah!—s-so good...s-so...ngh! So big!" I managed, screaming out in pleasure as an orgasm suddenly ripped through my body. I clenched around Jungkook, and he groaned, cumming inside of me.

He rode out his orgasm with a few deep thrusts before pulling out.

When he was done cleaning the both of us up, he walked back into bed and collapsed beside me. I snuggled into his arms as he did, and in return, he wrapped them around me. “I’m so glad that I’ve been building up these favors from you.”

“Shut up.” I muttered.

“Waiting for once was one of the best things I have ever done.”

“Yeah?” I looked up at him. “Well, I’m glad that you’ve shared this side of you with me.” He kissed the top of my head.

-

When I awoke, Jungkook was gone. I sat up slowly, a little groggy and headed to the bathroom. I took a quick shower and then stepped out in my sweat pants. I rubbed the towel through my hair to dry it off as I walked into the living room.

“Oh, Jin!” I offered a smile. Jungkook was seated across from him in the chair.

“Little Cub.” He greeted.

“How are you?”

“Good, and you?”

“I’m doing fine. But what are you doing here?”

“Some business with Jungkook.”

“Oh. Okay.”

“I found your phone. It’s on the counter in the kitchen.” Jungkook said.

“Thanks.” I walked past them and entered the kitchen. I picked up my phone and deleted all of the missed calls and messages. A month really picked things up.

Just then, my phone rang. “Already?” I answered. “Hello?”

“Oh, so you finally got your phone back.” Namjoon grumbled.

“Namjoon hyung! How are you?”

“I’m doing just fine, dear boy. I just called because I found something interesting for you.”

“That’s great! But I haven’t finished with all of the others yet.”

“This one will be worth your time. It’s a journal of Hitler.”

“Hitler!?” I said. “How’d you get your hands on that?”

“Trade secret.”

“Okay, I’ll come pick it up. I’ll come now, in fact.” I walked towards the bedroom. “You always save the best for me. Shouldn’t you be thinking of everybody else?”

“To hell with them. Taehyung gets the best.”

“You’re so kind.” I threw on a shirt and threw the towel in the dirty clothes hamper.

“Oh, a customer just came in. I’ll see you soon? Oh, and bring that man you live with with you. I want to meet him.”

“He’s a little busy right now but—“

“No buts! Otherwise I’m selling this to the next costumer!”

“Namjoon~!” I whined, but he had already hung up. I sighed and turned to find Jungkook resting against the doorframe.

“Who’s that?”

“Namjoon. I told you about him, remember?”

“No.”

“Well, he wants to meet you.”

“You told him about me?”

“I tell him everything. Come on, it’ll be fun.”

“I’ll go.” Jin added, appearing. “I want to know who this Namjoon is.”

“You’ll love him!” I said, smiling. I moved past them and towards the door. “He has something for me that I really want, so I can’t wait! Are you guys okay with coming now?”

“Sure. I’ve got nothing better to do.” Jin wrapped an arm around mine.

“Hands off.” Jungkook growled, walking in between us. “He’s mine.”