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An invisible strain of unmeasured tension had occurred in her relationship  with Jungkook.

Or at least, that's what it had felt like for Arielle.

It could have been one sided,Jungkook seeming to not know that there had been a little bit  of a strain on their relationship.
He couldn't have,not with how easily he'd been following her like a lost little pup, always too eager to help, placing unnecessary sentiments amongst her obnoxious feelings.

(Something that been occuring a little too much,and it was placing rather plexus thoughts in her head.)
His lingering touches, Arielle definitely probing too much on each and every single situation where it happened.

Perhaps when he'd move behind her in passing,there would be the gentle grip of his hands on her waist.Or when her rather short length disappoints her when leaning to take a mug of the top shelf,the warmth of his solid body behind hers when he was able to reach past her and grip both their mugs.He had the advantage since she wasn't wearing her usual heels nor platforms, unfortunately.

Was he doing this to annoy her?
Why was he so willing to be at her command whenever she needed him(or didn't?).And just why was she even making the exception of accepting his said eager want to help?

Does he even know he'd become as privileged to where as he had her breath hitching at the mere light touches his fingers delivered to her legs and the lingering of his warm breath near her skin.
How he had her cobbling her fists in an attempt to calm herself down?

That she'd actually started becoming fond of his presence whenever he'd been near her?

Irritably,she has unfortunately been finding herself to be easily flustered by mere polite gestures of said man,since the almost kiss which happened against that damned kitchen island.

Lingering memories of his warm breath that smelled like watermelon on a hot day,warm on her cheeks as he kept on breaching her personal space,as closer and closer he came. The cage his arms had situated her in,and how devilishly hot his hands gently pulling her more into his chest,made her feel. That she would never admit to the twinge of excitement that had briefly been caused by the possibility,that she may have finally been able to have a taste of his soft sensual looking lips.

Arielle felt her feet itch to run away from every possibility of just what could happen between them,and yet...

The hunger for his sweet doe gaze beneath her was impossible to sate.

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As time passed,it just grew worse for her day by day.

As odd as it seemed and probably was, Jungkook had made it his personal mission to do things to Arielle's dirtily twisted mind. She said this to herself in an attempt to soothe the flustered thoughts that she was probably just reading too much into this.
That she was thinking too much about how prettily he said please,and how much hotter it would be in different circumstances.

His eager will to help as well,and sometimes when shed lathered up and accept a little bit,how much heat it put underneath her skin.To say that his mannerisms of often was much similar to that of what she'd call...

A good boy?
And how much it bothered her ?

Why, Arielle definitely did not know.

She's only been the victim of his teasing touches,before he would  quickly retract to the safe grounds once he senses she's near a breaking point.

Trying to set the example of a good boy,or at least that's had been what kept flicking through Arielle's scrambled thoughts.

It's had been today it seemed,when Jungkook eventually had Arielle reaching the point as to where she was pushing him against the wall, demanding an explanation.

"You're mad that I'm not the usual annoyance I once was?"
Jungkook asked,his eyebrow raised abit and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"What the fucking hell is your agenda here,jungkook?"
That she was calling him as casually as she did, something she always desperately tried to refrain from, didn't seem to phase her growing anger and confusion.

"What?"
He sounds mildly confused,but then again.
It could all be an act, as what she believes he'd been doing thus far.

"Don't even think of trying to play dumb.
Why are so intent on teasing me,making me flustered,being so fucking helpful all of a sudden?"
Her breath may have become a little bit more rapid,and the bobbing of his adam apple may have had her attention lose focus for a bit.
So much as to where she strongly wanted to lay her teeth and tongue against it.
She doesn't fortunately, barely keeping the action to herself.

"I don't think I understand,I wasn't under the impression,that you could actually grow flustered.
But you've always been full of surprises, haven't you darling."
It had been the first glimpse of the Jeon Jungkook she knew to be a brat of an inconvenience and that he was calling her someone full of surprises that filtered through her head.

"Phasing me won't work,neither will you're lingering touches,nor you're needed knowledge of personal space.
It would be more of help to you if you drop what you're trying to do,cause I ain't goin to be the one falling for that act."

A gasp leaves her when his hands circle her fists holding onto his hoodie,and he uses it as leverage to pull her more into him.
Her head tilted to his where her soft chest pressed into his,her naked thighs brushing against the material of his sweats when she's suddenly brought between his spread legs.

"What if it's not an act?
What if he had only been trying a little harder to gain you're attention, presenting himself a little better than he usually would ?
Ever thought about that?
That I had maybe simply just been...

Trying to be a good boy,mommy?"

Arielle's breath hitched,just as her face grew hot under his gaze.

It was nothing compared to the sudden clench her hole gave,or how pain pleasuring her clit had contracted when the breath of Jungkook's last sentence brushed across her dry lips.
How the clench of her thighs to somehow settle the ongoing throbbing going on in her lower regions could have probably been noticed. Or that he could probably taste her freshly tainted peach breath on his lips when the tip of her tongue flitted out to wet her own.

"Was I a good boy,mommy?"
Jungkook smirked down at her,the angling of his features so slowly leaning towards her,their lips now a mere movement away from each other.

And she knew,she knew just what Jungkook was asking for.
What he had so patiently been waiting for.

No longer wasting time,she pulls his lips to hers,the last breach when coming together in a kiss.

And she knew,there was no going back from this.

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