His eyes seem to be pulling me in as our breaths get more than heavy. I lay on my back as he leans his torso over mine, we’re in my bed and we’re making out. His hand holds mine against the bed, our fingers intertwined. This time I feel like he’s remembered that I really like when he is dominant over me, being in my room must’ve reminded him.

I’m enjoying this way too much, I like when he’s in control of me. I feel my chest puff up as he kisses me just a little rougher, I feel excitement run through every part of my body. I cross my legs as I feel like he could see the excitement if I have them bent or flat. He'd definitely see how excited I am if I obviously left my legs open. He slowly pulls away and my face is hot. 

He lets go of my hands but I leave them against the bed as if he was pinning them. I like the way it felt to have him hold my hands in place, ooop… I might have a problem. I really really like being dominated, and I don’t know how he feels about that. His hand raises and he holds the side of my face before he reconnects our lips, which I’ve been missing our contact already and it's only been a few seconds. 

I lift my chin into him and he smiles against my lips. He slowly tilts his head to the side and deepens the kiss, I feel myself die a little inside. I’m very happy that Jungkook isn’t a sloppy kisser and my mouth is filled with his saliva, I mean.. even then I wouldn’t mind. He’s a damn snack. 

He parts my lips with his and I leave my mouth open, waiting for him to do what he wants to me. He gently bites down on my bottom lip, making me gasp at his action. He glides the tip of his tongue over my lip to sooth the small sting, then he sucks before he continues our kiss. 

This kiss could possibly go on forever and I would never get tired of it. I feel my toes curl as he sticks his tongue in my mouth finally, I’ve been waiting for that thing. He groans to the way I react, which is massaging his tongue with mine.. just the way he taught me. 

My mouth fills with his flavor and I just want to cry because of how good he tastes. Unexpectedly, I moan against his lips and he groans back. I then feel his hips touch mine and his hand drops from my face to my hip, gently pulling my pelvis against him where I feel something. But I’m much too distracted by his lips to even look, because I already know what it is. 

It’s been a full week since the first time we had sex, and since he pleasured next on our flight back home. Honestly, besides the sex being obviously on my mind.. I’ve been really wanting to see how far this could go. Especially since I’ve figured out that he might be into pain. And I’ve kinda been itching for us to have sex again. 

I wouldn’t say that I’m absolutely in need of it, like I’ll dry out without it. I mean, I would dry out in another way.. My hands have a mind of their own as I tug him on top of me and his body is under my command as he’s on top of me in a millisecond. 

My legs had opened wide for him and his… everything is against me. Our lips part and our eyes meet, they’re hooded and I see his pupils are dilated because of the light coming from the window. 

His hips drop and mine raise at the same time which turns everything back on, our lips hungrier than ever. 

My arms wrap around his neck and his hands hold my hips in place as we rub up against each other. I bite my lip as I slowly begin to feel pleasure, and I watch his facial expression change. It's very hot actually, my gosh. I feel tiny streams of pleasure every once in a while, which makes me let out breaths and tiny reaction noises. 

Every once in a while he'd peck my lips, but I can tell he was trying to find the perfect spot for the both of us. My fingers slowly run through his hair, his eyes meet mine and I bite my lip while I smile as another stream of pleasure runs through my body. He exchanges the smile and kisses my lips with such eagerness as he still fought to find thee spot for us. 

As another passed through, I let out a breath against his lips and he did too. My bed slowly begins to squeak as the constant movement is new to the bed frame, the sound honestly makes my whole body tingle. It’s definitely not a sound that I ever thought my bed would ever make, period. It’s even strange that in my daydreams, I don’t imagine the bed creaking. 

I guess sometimes it’s one of those sounds that you don’t really think of until you hear it and you’re like.. oh shit. You know? Or is it just me? 

Finally our breaths start picking up as I’m sure we both begin to feel full pleasure now, I begin to pant as pleasure finally builds up slowly. It feels so amazing, my toes are curling into my feet. I can feel myself dripping wet. An extremely shaky hard breath leaves his lips and I could've sworn it made me even more wet, more than I already am at this moment. 

A high pitched whine leaves my lips as a large stream of pleasure attacks the bottom half of my body, it runs all the way up to my chest where my heart is pounding. His hands grip my thighs, I hear his shaky breath as our bodies react to the pleasure with harder rolls. My bed only got a bit louder as the heat between us only got hotter and included faster movement. 

My arms wrap around his torso, my hands gripping his uniform top. A deep throaty groan leaves his lips and I feel myself melting in my panties, I grip even tighter when the pleasure is unbelievable and makes my body feel like it's so tense in the best way. My eyebrows knit tight together and I throw my head back, I feel him kiss my jaw. 

I run a hand down and the other up his back, before they quickly grip again as I feel pleasure more. 

My legs wrap tight around him and I feel him plant his knees into my bed. “Yuna..” he calls me in a groan. I’m ready for him to just take off what he wants but he doesn’t, I look at him. “I don’t have a condom.” He says out of breath. I search his face, “What do we do then?” I ask him. 

We’ve stopped completely. 

This sucks ass. The only thing audible in the room at the moment, are our panting breaths and our scrambled minds. My brain is like scrambled eggs right now. I’m trying to think of something even though my coochie is yelling at me just to let him put his peepee in me without a condom, and that we’ll be fine. That I won’t get pregnant. 

My ass.

I look down at my body, my skirt has flopped above my hips from all our friction and he sees how close our parts are touching, especially because of the state that he’s in. My yellow panties are in full view, a few top buttons from my shirt had come undone. I can feel how hot our friction was, from the thin cloth that separates my sensitive skin from the thick material of his pants. 

I’d hate for us to stop, but I also don’t want to risk anything. No matter how smart my coochie thinks she is with trying to convince me to just go raw, I know that Jungkook wouldn’t want to risk it either. 

“We can do something else then.” 

The suggestion flies out of my mouth. “Oh?” He likes the sound of it, I quickly get the gist that he doesn't want to stop either. My hands run up then down the front of his torso and right to his hips, where they fall to his belt. “We can..” my eyes drop as I undo his belt, I hear him exhale slowly. 

My eyes feast on his bulge, and my part seems to pulse intensively, as if trying to talk to his wiener. I lick my lips before I say it, “Pleasure each other.” he lets me completely open his pants.  I look up, he smirks and it gives me the idea that he likes my suggestion. I pull the thick material past his hips to his thighs and he surprises me when he rubs up against me. 

This is a lot better than when he had his pants on. My hands latch on to him, “J-Jungkook.” I whisper with such pleasure in my voice, we are such teenagers in heat. But I'm happy that we are thinking of safer ways to deal with it. My legs fly open and I roll my hips up to him, I shut my eyes and I feel his face in my neck. 

He then groans and I bite my lip as I'm beyond turned on by the way he sounds. He somehow finds the strength to stop, and I'm about to look at him when his hand is down the front of my panties. 

He’s definitely not shy like the first time.

I don’t see why he would be after he basically touched me in public. He hums when he feels how damn wet I am, he takes his time to feel me. I feel my eyes rolling in my sockets uncontrollably, I just close my eyes as he runs the tips of his fingers over my damp skin. I blush a bit, “J-Jungkook, I’m sorry I’m a little prickly.” I tell him, unable to open my eyes. 

“I don’t care.” He says, his fingers still touch me gently. His fingers stretch to my wet and warm entrance, then curl up to my nerve. I can't stop myself from making noises as his touch only makes me want him even more. If his fingers got anywhere near the area that was exposed to our friction, my body would turn to puddy and my hips would drop. 

Finally, his fingers quickly massage my sensitive nerve. My eyebrows knit again and I throw my head back as I bite my lip hard, his finger constantly massaging makes me cry. The damn thing is definitely not hard to find because of how erect it is. I bite my lip even harder and whine as my hips pull up, my back arching. 

He kisses my neck and as one hand brings me pleasure, the other holds me in place gently. "Jungkook." I whine followed by a heavy exhale and a gut felt moan. I could hear him breathing, I then remember how he got on the plane when he was hearing me. It got him aroused. 

As one of my hands grips onto his shirt the other finds its way to his hand that holds me in place, which he kindly takes off to hold my hand. As if giving me moral support through the pleasure he's giving me. I grip the hell out of his hand and my hips raise up so high as my legs buckle onto his torso. 

He slowly brings up his head and just watches my face. When our eyes meet I become very flustered and I chuckle as I look away from him, he kisses my jaw as he continues to pleasure me. "Jungkook." I call him again, as if thanking him for his efforts so far. I lay my head deeper into the pillow and my hand that was on his back, up to his neck and into his hair. 

He hums into my skin, his hand pulls my panties off my hips and he changes the position of his fingers. This only gains a much deeper reaction from me, hair gripping and an intense body shake. My chest elevates quickly and my inhales become small hiccups. I shut my eyes tight as the pleasure becomes unbearable and there is a lot of tightness occuring. 

He slowly kisses my neck, minding his own damn business as he’s making a whole damn ocean over here. I can physically feel how unbelievably wet I am because of the bed sheet underneath me. As I can guess that I'm reaching my peak, my shoulders begin to pull forward and I absolutely can't control the volume of my voice. 

As I probably should. 

My teeth grit together tightly, as I feel my abs tighten I let my mouth fall ajar as I breathe out loud through the pleasure. I find myself gripping his hair until all the tightness goes away and I’m left to catch my breath, full relaxation fills my body. I feel sweat on the back of my head in my hair as I let my head collapse on the pillow. 

I try my absolute best to catch my breath, as I also run my fingers through his hair gently as a small apology for gripping so hard. I finally look at him and the second he looks at me, I latch my lips onto his. To my surprise he pulls away and I’m discouraged, I detach my hand from him and hold his face as I try to kiss him longer. 

He loses the small battle and kisses me back, I wrap my arms around his neck. Unfortunately, it's as if he remembers he has a certain agenda at the moment and doesn't want to get side tracked. He kisses my chin, skips to my chest as he slowly unbuttoned my shirt as he goes down my body with his lips. 

My skin reacted with butterflies and bubbles in my stomach every time his lips touched me. “J-Jung..J-Jung-k-kook-.” I’m stuttering so damn much because I know damn well what is to come. His hand lays on my thigh as he slowly pulls my panties down completely, he’s then able to open my legs a lot more without having to worry about the piece of cloth restraining me. 

He leaves his hand on my thigh and I set my hand on his, gripping his fingers. 

He quickly changed the grip and intertwined our fingers as he held my hand, his lips setting on my sensitive skin. His tongue glides upward so painfully slow that it makes my back arch, a cry leaves my lips. My free hand grips my own hair and I throw my head back slowly, "Oh God.." I whisper as my skin is nothing but extremely sensitive to his touch. 

Also, side note.. His tongue feels like absolute heaven, if it feels amazing in my mouth, it feels incredible on my lady bits. 

I never knew that one boy could cause so much pleasure in such a short amount of time, and he literally only did one thing just now. I'm already ready to cry. He groans so hard against my skin that it makes me shake like crazy, then what he said about my taste during our first time crosses my mind. Making me blush so damn hard. 

My free hand runs down my face and I let out a shaky breath against my fingers. When he begins to use his whole mouth is when I completely lose it, my hand smacks against my bed and I grip the sheets so hard I know my knuckles are white. He lets out another groan and a hot breath that only makes my body shudder. 

His mouth works wonders of course, making my whole body go through so much pleasure. I feel the tip of his tongue move slowly over the head of my sensitive nerve. I gasp out loud and I can't say anything but his name almost ten million times extremely fast as if I'm crying. My back wants to snap in half as I arch my back so much I might as well be in gymnastics. 

My stomach tightens as he sucks my skin dry, gaining moans from me every single time. I'm able to catch my breath as he leads off with kisses in my inner thighs up to my hip bones. I feel him hover over me, I take the opportunity to shut my legs together. He still holds my hand and I'm barely able to open my eyes as I keep my head turned to the side. 

“You're mine Yuna, only mine." He whispers in my ear, as if my part was responding before my mouth could, it only tingled once as if remembering his touch. "Yes Jungkook." I respond back in a whisper that sounded so relaxed. My heart gets so heavy as he nibbles on my earlobe, he moves our intertwined hand above my head and I shut my eyes. 

His lips kiss down my neck, my collarbone and his free hand massages my thigh. His hand then raises and gently pulls my chin so that I'm facing him, before I can open my eyes he kisses my lips. My lips kiss him back with so much passion, I pray that he could feel it all. 

The kiss lasts for a while before he slowly pulls away and lifts himself off me, as if telling me that it's his turn without words. I quickly get up on my knees, I suddenly have a lot of energy. My eyes shoot at that thing, that thing that I know I want to touch so damn bad. I have no idea why, but it’s been another fantasy of mine to just pleasure him. 

I gotta remember that I have to be gentle, I can’t just pretend I’m… I have no idea what I would be doing with my hand so quickly. Quickly pumping a bike tire.. Yuna.. shut up. I’m about to touch his wiener and I’m over here thinking about bikes. I then look at his eyes and he’s already looking at me. “Does it hurt?” I whisper, he slowly shakes his head. 

I slowly lick my lips as I adjust myself and pull down my skirt to cover my bottom half, I look down at it again. I set my hands on the waistline of his underwear, I hear him inhale and I pull them down gently. I don’t want to hurt him, he lifts up a bit so his pants can be pulled off correctly. I feel my heart pounding as it waits there for me to touch it, gosh.. 

Oh my gosh, Jungkook’s buttcheeks are on my bed. Off topic!! This thing is literally looking up at me with some puppy eyes. Why is it scarier than the first time I saw it? Maybe because it’s eye is looking me in the eye? Did I literally just make it seem like a penis has an eye? Yuna, shut up.

He didn’t hesitate to touch me, so I shouldn’t. 

I finally gently grasp him, he then lets out another breath. I adjust my hand so that I can proceed with upward pulls, so I slowly pull up my hand. He lightly groans, and holy fuck it’s literally the hottest thing I’ve ever heard in the whole world, like.. Ever in my existence. I find a really effective rhythm that he seems to like, every once in a while he would tell me to wait. 

A new thing I'm learning about boys when they climax.. they can't really do it after a while cause then it is painful. So, Jungkook is basically holding in his and it's causing him to last a really long time. Also.. I'm a little scared to see that stuff, I haven't really thought about what he is going to do with that stuff. 

Also, off topic again, it’s so absolutely hot that I can feel the thing pulsing. I can feel it throbbing in my hand, that really turns me on, or even when it twitches. The male body is so fascinating. 

But back on topic, I can say that I've been having a pretty good time listening to him in pleasure, it's really nice. I especially like seeing his expressions, they are so… hot actually. I bite my lip as I look down at my hand as I move my hand up and down his shaft. I enjoyed watching his hips slowly raise and fall as he groaned.. because of me. 

Because of my touch. 

I then hear him give me a nice deep groan and I feel myself get wet again, I'm then surprised when his hands are set on my hips. I then look at him and he bites his lip as he pulls me on his lap. Has he changed his mind? Does he just want to do it raw? I look at him as I'm in the position he wanted me in one of his hands then pulls my head and connects our lips. 

I then slowly start to stroke him again, I then pull up slowly and run my thumb over the head of it. His lips shake against mine and he exhales quickly. "Jungkook." I whisper, he hums in response. "How fast can I go?" I ask sheepishly, wanting to know more about his machinery. 

I open my eyes and he looks down at my hand, he gently pushes and pulls my wrist at a certain speed. "-HAa- T-Thats always a good s-speed." He says immediately groaning to the tempo. I raise the tempo on my hand without him knowing and he hisses quickly. "Is that okay?" I ask, I watch him nod quickly and throw his head back sloppily. 

"Yes.. yes Yuna yes." He groans my name and it makes me wish he had a condom. I feel his hands run up my thighs and go under my skirt before he touches my ass. His hands grip and holy fuck times three thousand, “Jungkook” I whisper and moan at the same time, I drop my head and peck his lips as I keep the same pace for him. 

I feel him smile and then bite his bottom lip. I open my eyes and his pretty brown ones are looking at me, I pull my hand up extremely slow. His head falls to the side and he exhales, his hands grip me again. It truly shows me how he feels. I kiss his chin.

I honestly wish that he could just do everything to me, and I could do everything to him. I leave my lips on his chin as I slowly drop my hand to the base of his member, then I pull up slowly once again. He hisses silently, I run my thumb around the head and his hips pull up. “Wait wait wait.” He says quietly and quickly. I quickly let go, “I’m sorry.” I say for some reason. 

He looks at me and shakes his head, he smiles and it literally makes my whole uterus want to pop like a damn balloon. “What are you sorry about, baby?” He asks, I then shrug trying to hide the fact that I just got pregnant. “You’re making me feel so good, that I have to hold it in so I can just keep going.” I feel myself blush so hard, “I feel like I’m going to combust.” He chuckles cutely.

He then smirks when he grabs my hand and I slowly smile,  “Touch me for a little longer.” He whispers, now I feel like I’m going to die. I can touch you all afternoon if you want me to, I won’t hesitate. I drop my chin and peck his lips, I move my hand for him and I feel his chest pick up. 

I've been thinking how much I'd like to pleasure him in different ways, but I also know we will have other opportunities. Especially oral for him, because I don't feel ready for that today. It seems like a huge job, huge job. When I think I've finally touched him enough, he excuses himself to the bathroom. 

But he tells me not to dress, he is back in what seems like seconds. He rushes back into my room and quickly joins me on the bed, connecting our lips and his hand touching my torso. He kissed my neck and kissed down to my chest where he pulled down my bra so that my breasts were spilling out of the cloth. 

I slowly bite down on my lip and let him do whatever he wanted to do with my body. His lips and tongue do several things to my nipples. I just gently run my fingers through his hair and he kisses all over my torso, his hands follow him. 

Then it’s like the universe was like, “Enough pleasure for today you stupid bitch” and the scariest thing happened. 

“Yuna! Love! I’m home!” I hear my mother's voice from the door. FUCK! I seem to be the only one that starts to freak out as I quickly fix my tiddies and button up my shirt. Jungkook just swiftly slips on my panties, he must be a fucking magician or something because I didn’t even see him grab my panties. 

“Hi EoM-mAa!!” I yell and my voice cracks, Jungkook raises an eyebrow at me. He chuckles as he sees me freaking out, “What?” I whisper at him. “Why are you acting like that?” he asks. “Oh my gosh Jungkook, totally not because I was basically naked and my mother is home now. Kevin must’ve shat on the floor or something and that’s why I’m crapping myself.” 

He just smiles at me, then he swiftly turns around and walks out of my room. My eyes widen and I get up, “Oh, hi Jungkook, back for homework help?” My mother smiles widely at him. She then sees me behind him and stares at me for a few seconds, what? Is my face pink? Is my hair all messed up? 

“We just got here a little while ago also, we were just gonna start on our homework right now. But I wanted to know if you want me to help you with dinner? I can help you if you'd like.” He explains, I try not to look at him in a certain way that comes off as me being surprised by this quick lie he came up with. 

“Oh, really?” My mother seems a little more relieved knowing that there wasn’t enough time for us to have sex or something, but oh believe me.. We would’ve made time. My mother then carries on with a conversation with him and I slip away to the bathroom because of a sudden urge to pee. 

I stare at myself in the mirror, I gently pat down my hair and slowly smile. My stomach is filled with butterflies. What an adrenaline rush. 

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