➪ꏳꀍꍏᖘ 017

Jungkook's hair has grown abit since their departure from home,and Arielle finds herself to be tugging at the roots of them as she brought Jungkook impossibly closer.

It hadn't taken that long for their kiss to become heated,the first soft tug Arielle had given to Jungkook's soft lips,now long forgotten while she couldn't get enough of him on her taste buds.

Jungkook's bowed form had given him the advantage of gripping the soft skin of her thighs, trailing his hands upward in slow movements until it finally settled on the globes of her ass, abruptly lifting her in the air.His hands coming to grip the flesh of them again,that Arielle were sure to leave marks at the way hed been harshly fondling with them.

She remembers mumbling a quick panicked shit at least,before she was the one pushed to the wall,legs in an angle where he had her thighs wrapped around him,and the bulge situated in his sweats brushed against the material of her shorts.

With every second their touching grew less hesitant,their breathing more laboured due to not letting up for air,Arielle's legs clenching and unclenching from around Jungkook's waist every time he as much as grinded against her, teasingly brushing against her cunt that she was sure to be turning adjustingly wet.

It may have been rubbing through the material of their clothes,but Arielle could still very much feel how adequately better the friction could have been,had it been that they lost the unnecessary necessities called clothes and she could get in control of that horsecock of his.

Control she wanted so badly.

She refrains from it for abit, enjoying the sensation of having the warmth of Jungkook's mouth leaving open mouthed kisses along her neck,and then a somewhat of a sigh leaves her when he's tongue settles against a pulse point,the lathering of his tongue and piercing feel of his teeth tugging right thereafter,had her grip in his hair tightening until she could hear a slight grunt leave him.

The grunt may as well have been an whine,and Arielle doesn't think she's ever heard anything more sweeter.

"You smell so nice, fuck.
What is this?"
His  breath cool against where he's tongue had been settled against mere moments ago,and her chest shakes with a soft chuckle.

"Don't worry about it.
Just be a good boy and carry me to that couch."
Mentioning the prospect that he could be a good boy,Jungkook's  eyes seemed impossibly wide and starry beneath her's, breath hitching when they hold eye contact for more than a mere couple seconds.

How had she never noticed how pretty his eyes were?

"Okay.
I'll be good."
She could feel something akin to a tremble resonating through his chest,the clench of his hands sliding from her waist to her ass, back to offering he's mouth to her.

"I can get another kiss since, I'm good right?"
Jungkook whispered slyly against her lips,and it's with a hint of a smile ghosting Arielle's,that she leans forward and captures the sweet taste of chocolate situated on his tongue again.

Bumpily,they make their way to the sofa, Jungkook occasionally bumping into the edge of a table,or as he nears the sofa,not bothering to open his eyes since it could stop their kissing.
And Jungkook didn't want to lose the taste of Arielle when he,just having got it.

She also,didn't seem to mind it either,just the occasional giggle when Jungkook briefly loosens his grip to have her jolted higher up,but eventually,she just uses it as an excuse to pull him even closer,the roots of his hair feeling soft as she threated her fingers through them.

Upon nearing the couch enough to settle down on it,he suprises Arielle when setting her against the soft cushions of it,his thighs bracketing her hips before he settles down onto the soft seat of her thighs,an adorable and yet curious pout settled on his features when glancing up at her through his hair that stood about fluffy.

She did a good job at ruffling it messily.

She finds the sight adorable,never having thought that having Jungkook especially,in her lap like this would cause as much a stir in her abdomen as it did.

"Can-Can I do this?"
He asks, gaze seeming hesitant and yet wanting,Arielle feels a soft smile settles on her lips.

Jungkook was looking very much the epitome of a precious baby,just now trying to come out of his disguise that spelled arrogant brat.

"Yes baby."
Both of them could hear how his breath hitched,before he was leaning forward again, and she hesitantly added the feel of her hands softly trailing his thighs, drawing little circles with her long nails.

"Call me that again."
He whispered to her lips,and as Arielle seemed to register his request a bit too much akin to that of a demand,but still she opts to let it go for abit.

She could let her control slip for a little,right?

"Baby."
The name falls like a soft melody from her lips,and Jungkook feels like an actual baby being lulled by it.

He wanted to be, Arielle's baby.

His lips as teasingly out of reach,she might act a little hastened,but when she finally tugs him against her, her lips against his once more, swallowing his surprised grunt
to let her teeth and tongue do the working.

She made a mental note to have jungkook whining as he did when pushing her to the wall, wanting to hear that sweet sound over and over again while she made sure he came to knew what it actually meant, becoming a good boy.

Her breath a little quicker when Jungkook started his kissing down her neck again, having her rather harshly dig her nails into the fabrics of his sweats,not long before she feels the muscles of his thighs contracting once or twice.

Jungkook started moving from her lap,and she let him, watching with hooded eyes as he disappeared down the path to situate himself between her thighs.

He softly fondles them, stroking and sqeeuzing the flesh, bringing the soft  brown of her thighs closer  to his mouth,soft pink bitten marks with every suck he delivered to the both of them.

She could feel the swirl of his tongue against her skin,then as he suckled it into his mouth,and bit down softly.
As a resort Arielle no longer just lazily watched him,her breath now harder and the occasional soft moan she'd  let out louder into the room.

Jungkook's journey eventually narrows down to her cunt,and when his nose pushes against the tight fabric of her sweat  shorts,his hands about to start moving towards the waistband of them,until his stopped.

"I don't recall, giving you permission to touch?"
Her voice laboured yet sounding so stern,sobered up abit from her horniness,as she asks the question.
Taking it as just the right time to take back control of the situation.

"I- I thought"
Jungkook had a soft frown between his brows,the flush on his cheeks growing darker as he nibbled on his lower lip.

"I also, don't recall you asking for permission?"
Jungkook's mouth opens,then closes again,then opens for the last time before glassy eyes are looking up at her through curtain bangs,and she already feels her restraint loosening,looking at his bewildered face and red nose.

Fuck.
Would he be able to cry as easily when she had him beneath him as well?

"Come here baby."
She pulls him up by his hands clutching at the soft cushioning of the sofa,his grip a little bit more wobbled on her own.

She felt a little bad,he looked so bewildered as he finally settled on her lap and at the wetness of his eyes,she feels even more guilty.

"We need to talk about this first okay?"
Arielle said, rubbing soothing circles as she held his waist gently in her grip, watching as he nodded,the clench of his hands on her hoodie growing a little tighter.

It was clear that Jungkook thought that all he would need to do was call her mommy while fucking her,and seeing at how easily teary he became when she sternly questioned him.

It had been clear that Jungkook had probably never experienced what he was feeling right now.

Bewildered at best,but yet wanting it again.

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