➪ꏳꀍꍏᖘ 019

Arielle had left Jungkook to his own company,a soft gentle hold on his cheeks when she commanded that he do his research and come back to her with a clear explanation of what he wanted.

What one would call being nervous and fidgety around a high school crush,was what explained Jungkook as he started acting more prudent when around her,the never ending pink on his cheeks when she as much as looked in his direction.A fidgeting that seemed as if it wouldn't stop,not while she asked him questions that would be considered ice cream on a hot day in any other circumstances,but that he now found too hard to physically answer correctly to.

Did you sleep alright?
Is what she asked the day after the heated situation that happened between them.
Where as he normally would've responded with that of a inappropriate flirty remark,he suddenly found himself wondering if she'd be mad if he did,and how he would react if she did actually grow irritated.

So instead,he stuttered out what he ought was a polite answer,the fidgeting of his long fingers on that of each other, a clear indication of how nervous he'd become around her.

And yes,he actually did listen and did a lot of research. Some might even say he came upon that of the most wondrous actions and what surprised him ,was that he hadn't even been shocked when realising he wouldn't mind Arielle being the one to grip his hair as she rode him until she was satisfied.

He realised,he wanted her to do those thing to him.

Jungkook did his research,and he hadn't even been that much ashamed when growing horny at the thought of what Arielle as an caretaker could entail.

He had already figured out who he'd rather be his playmate,and c'mon,it was kind of plainly obvious from the start wasn't it?
He knew Arielle wouldn't do anything that would minimize his safety,he knew by fucking heart that each moment spent with her,that she'd make sure he felt secured and content.

Shamefully,there would be times when he'd be in conversation with her,perhaps she'd be tightening his tie before a board meeting while giving him a pep talk.
Except he'd inappropriately think of how much better it would be if she used the tie she was so focused on neatening ,to both their pleasure when she tied him to her bed.

If she teased him to overstimulation,bites and licks along his skin, sensitive and sore,using him and disregarding any grounds of equality.

A grip on his neck,soft tingling whispers of praise and pleasing his mommy.

He didn't want them both to have control once they'd engage sexually,no.
He wanted only to be Arielle's good boy.

Only wanted to be used,praised,and taken care of.

Maybe instead of an arrogant dick, Jungkook just wanted to be Arielle's little golden baby all the while.

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While yet on that same couch where everything started,was where Arielle cornered him.

She thought the couple past days had have ought to have been enough,and here she was,ever so slyly having him answer her questions that could no longer be sated with patience.

"So Jungkook,have you done what we've agreed about?"
Arielle asked, his birth name sounding so wrong on her tongue when all she wanted to do was taste the different syllables that entailed calling him baby.

"Y-yes."
For a while now,she had started noticed the growing habit of Jungkook's stutter whenever he'd engage in conversation with her.With it came along his always burning cheeks and fidgety fingers as well.
She adored it,and yet it unsettled her a little as well.She loved the idea of having him nervous ofcourse,but she wanted him have comfort in her as well.

"Did it fall to any of your liking,baby?"
Better definitely,and she struggled to keep the cheeky smile off her face when Jungkook suddenly avoided her gaze,his ears growing a tad bit redder.

"Many did,yes.
Uhm I-I think I know what I want."
He seemed to have forgotten that he'd been nervous, fidgeting finally stopping as he turned to look at her.
Quite much the distraction now,with lips pulled in a taut line with concentration,his brows perched in a frown.

"And they include?"
Arielle finally asked, having roamed his features a little to long.

"That I like-I like being praised.
And sitting on you're lap as well."
Jungkook said, tugging at the ends of his hair ,the matter of the action being avoiding Arielle's scrutinizing gaze.

"That's good baby,anymore naughty things you'd like to explore?"
She gently probed,her hand a permanent figure on Jungkook's thigh, a necessity to show him reassurance.

"I also like the idea-the idea of being tied up, overstimulation,uhm breath play as well I think it was.
Overall,the-the idea of being left at you're mercy and having you do whatever you want to do to me,has me so fucking horny."
Jungkook rambled off in hastened sentences,which had Arielle scrunching her brows perhaps,but nevertheless.

When she finally deciphered what jungkook actually meant,she did not have the mercy to wipe the sweet teasing smirk off of her face.

"Hmm.
I think I know what you want."

"You-you do?"
He asked.

"Definitely.
You like the idea of being controlled,and want to be praised when being good.
The perfect pillow prince,and in this case,just a baby that wants to be told what to do and feel good after.
Isn't that right, pretty boy?"
With each sentence slowly uttered,she made a movement to settle in Jungkook's lap. Licking along his neck, nipping it here and there between words shared with breath.

"Yes-oh God,yes please mommy."
Jungkook stuttered out,his voice rather breathy and lowly toned.It may or may not have the ability to drive Amala even more sexually insane.

"But first.
Rules."
Just as suddenly as she'd had him a flustered mess beneath her,she now sat excited bouncing on his lap much to Jungkook's dismay for an oncoming boner.
Ready to lay out her rules.

"Rules...yeah?"
Jungkook might've stil been dizzy due to Arielle's bold actions and words,and the friction that had taken place when she so excitedly jumped in his lap.That he may have struggled to comprehend what exactly she was talking about.

"All good boys need rules to obey,don't you think so Kookie?"
With this she gently tugged his gaze upwards to her's,the tip of her thumb pressing to his air pipe as she held his neck in her grip.

"Yes-Yes I do mommy."
He shuddered,never having thought that finally having her hands on his throat in a matter like this ,would've been possible.

"What do you think is the first one?"
She tempted,thumb softly now rubbing circles into his stubbled upper neck.

"To ask-ask for permission?"

"Hmm.
There's also,the need that I have you tell me when you feel uncomfortable with something,and when you need more than just aftercare after a scene.
Can you come up for a safe word for when you feel too much overwhelmed?"

"Uhm.
Banana milk."
Jungkook smiled cheekily,and it situated Arielle's heart in a faster pace.

"I love it."
She agreed.

Both excited and curious of who'd she get to know jungkook as between the sheets.

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