(idkanymore, but mature yeah, grab some holy water)

Sex cannot be for pleasure only, it depicts love, too, but if only you find someone worth it. Worth your consent, worth your love, worth your comfort. But was it the only definition of love? No, not at all. Cuddling can be defined as a much more better form of expressed love.

Just the way Inaya and Jungkook were cuddling each other. Sex? That was long gone, as soon as Jungkook had tried to get her naked, he felt a sudden pain roam over his body and he fell on her, giving up. She had joked , "All the lust gone?" And he couldn't help but simply nod, engulfing her small frame in his large one.

Since it was enervating for him to fuck the shit out of her, he tried to make it more romantic and not-so-wild by just placing small kisses on her neck until she slept.

"Good morning," Jungkook kissed her cheek thrice, making her giggle at those soft motions.

"Get ready!" He pulled away from her and she pouted as if the warmth had been sucked away from her.

"What for?

――×――

He was still tapping his foot on the the tiles beneath him. They both were sitting in a remote library on the outskirts of Seoul. Why were they there? Jungkook had no answer to that, but this place was special for him.

When he had entered Seoul, a few years ago, he still remembered that day vividly, he was so tired. Tired of being someone special, someone important, who didn't even want any of that, so tired that he just wanted to get away from his thoughts and he had ended up in this library.

It would be normal for anyone, but not for him, it was the same library where he had found Inaya, after a long interval of living in Seoul, her name engraved in her debut novel and he was so much in love with her appearance that he had wanted to meet her and thus, he ended up finding her and soon enough he was there, in her backyard.

And she was still reading, he realized, through all that time he had wandered off to his memories she was still reading, sitting across to him.

"Noona, I said that you don't have to do any work!

Ignored.

"Reading a book is also work, MENTAL WORK!!" He whined, gaining weird looks from a not so considerate receptionist and the rest mentally non existent, yet physically existent, three people, who he had just imagined to be giving attention to him.

Ignored.

And that was the cue for him to pull that book out of her hands. "Stop. Reading." He whispered.

Not surprised by his action, she simply glared at him and walked away into the alley between those several book shelves. She'd wished she had a polaroid camera at the moment, and she would click several pictures of that calm place, aesthetic.

And when she finally thought of stopping, she realized she was into the deepest part of that library. She paused for a moment, turning to look towards her sides, when she found no one there, she shrugged and started searching for a book she'd like to read.

She was still busy searching for the book, not realising that a frame slipped behind her and stared at her. 'Bloo-' he was reading the title but she kept it back. She pulled out another book, but then it was pushed back in the rack. Once again and again. He wondered if she really didn't notice him standing behind her or was it just her ignoring him?

Resting his hands hands over the wooden cabinet, he noticed her flinch which brought an instant smirk on his lips. "Jungkook!" She sighed when she turned around to see him, heaving a breath of relief. "You- you startled me!" She hit his arm playfully.

"I did?" He leaned in closer, covering the distance between them, his dark eyes bored into her slightly lighter orbs. A sudden flush darted about her cheeks. Her eyes automatically avoided him, shifting from his hair down to his neck and then fixating at the dip his Adam's apple made when he gulped. "Inaya?"

Suddenly and swiftly every source of air in that large area sealed for her and she felt the temperature going up. "Jung-" Her hands came to rest on his chest, pushing him a little away but he resisted the barr

"Shy, huh?" He smiled at her, pulling her hand in his and placing it on his heart. Fast, would be an understatement for the motion she was feeling under her palm. Unnatural, would do.

And before she could even comprehend her own heartbeat, she was swept off her feet, her limbs reflexively circling around the guy's torso and a hungry beast attacked her lips.

Replying to the kiss with same energy, she cupped his face from one hand while her other hand locked itself in his hair, tugging on them and he felt the dominance slipping from his hands.

Before he could take any other move, they heard someone clearing their throat and Inaya felt Jungkook's grip loosen on her which ultimately led her to fall, but she was a stubborn one, she wouldn't let herself fall alone and henceforth, Jungkook, too, descended to the ground with a sudden jerk.

A woman standing in front of their fallen bodies, passed a smile to the two awkward humans in there.

"I am-" Inaya felt the need to apologize to the older woman, but before she could continue, the woman had cut her off.

"It's totally fine, lovelies. Just look out for others as well!" The woman whispered the last line, giggling at the two, and walked away.

"Weird!" They both chimed together and ran back to where they were sitting.

This time Jungkook was sitting beside her, reading along with her and momentarily staring at her.

He loved her chubby cheeks, and then her eyes, not so Asian, and bigger, and then there was something different in them. They were brown, a very dark shade of it but there was this smoky rim around her cornea which could only be noticed if stared at, too closely. And they were close at the moment, a lot.

"Jungkook, don't try anything." Her eyes were still moving along the words.

"You heard what she said, right? Just be careful!" He giggled to his own self when he tried mimicking that woman. His arm travelling up her thigh, sending chills to her functioning.

"Jungkook, no!"

"Noona!" She was surprised, when he grabbed her chin to face him and fixed his lips over hers, but she didn't regret that. Just like in dramas, she felt her surrounding going void, her mind fogging up and she could only implement kissing him, with the same love. For someone sitting opposite to them, it wouldn't be obvious since the book, she was reading, covered the make-out session going behind it. It was just a moment of ecstacy.

――×――

Neither thought that that moment of ecstacy would turn out to be oh so wild. So wild that they can't even reach their home and end up in a regular motel, few kilometers away from the library.

"Hurry!" Her insides were already turned on and she couldn't be patient anymore, almost dying as they were still kissing each other in the only lift in that inn.

Her fingers had already unbuttoned the top three buttons of his shirt, several lipstick marks appearing from the exposed part of his chest. As soon as the elevator made that 'ting' sound, Jungkook scooped her in his arms and rushed towards their provided room. He pinned her up along the door, not daring to leave her body, almost breaking the door with the harsh push.

Her yelp turned him on even more, that he had ripped off her simple dress, leaving her only in her undergarments. But she was little ethical over there, rationally thinking of not tearing his shirt she just unbuttoned the left ones and pushed him back, signalling him that she would be the dominant one.

He agreed with it, but he also wanted to play. Laying on the mattress of the bed, he rested his head over the headboard, gazing at her with droopy eyes.

"Please yourself!" He barked out, catching her attention. She didn't really thought he'd say that.

"Bu-"

"Otherwise we ain't doing anything," He cooed, knowing how Inaya wanted to kill him at the moment, and he couldn't stop himself from smirking.

He knew it well she hated that, she hated it when he turned her on but then refused to have sex. Giving up to his stubbornness, she let her fingers travel back to the hook of her bra, unclasping it.

"Ah~" He smiled at her, labeling his victory, eyes almost popping out to enjoy the show.

When she let her bra fall down, he smirked, controlling his arms from pulling her. He knew it instantly, when she slightly jiggled her hips pulling down her panties, that she was ready to tease him. Walking over to the bed, so that he could get a better view, she bent near his ear pronouncing his name seductively.

The sinful thoughts that arose in his mind couldn't be controlled and before she could start the show, he pulled her down to kiss her once. Pushing his body more in the mattress, she walked a little away from his grasp, skimming her fingers over her neck, then round her breast. As to when her fingers reached her clitoris, she winked at him, letting her fingers move in circular motion to pleasure herself.

Her moans were inaudible, but they grew louder as she moved her fingers faster, bringing out the incubus in him. Her hips adding to the moment, Jungkook enjoyed the show to every bit. His mind almost skipped away from the bulge growing under his jeans cloth, his breath started to get heavy.

When she almost reached her high, Jungkook pulled her down on the bed, and placed his face between her thighs, eating her, sucking her, biting her. Concurrently, her moans turned into cries, cries of pleasure.

His tongue played it's magic on her and a dizzy feeling took over her btain, as for her arms had the urge to pull on his locks, so they did. Moaning while doing his work, his tongue licked her all the way to her breast, his teeth biting them occasionally.

There was a sudden urge to kiss him in her, so she grabbed his locks a little tightly, pulled his lips to hers and attacked them.

"All the shyness gone?" He joked, positioning himself at her entrance, gaining a slight push from her as a frown took place on his beautiful face. But he complied anyway, giving her a knowing look and laid down on his back. Putting on an innocent play, he asked,"What?"

She smiled, his widened eyes imploring her with fake question but true lust. But the smile soon turned into a smirk as she exchanged their positions and straddled his thighs. Teasing him by rubbing his member slowly and when he let out a low groan while his eyes rolled back in annoyance but pleasure, she slid down the length.

――×――

Felt like it had been for days that they have been sleeping in the same posture. Her stomach rested over the mattress and her hips faced the ceiling. Jung kook had his jaw resting over her head, his arm folded, as his fingers played with her hair ever since he woke up.

He grabbed his phone, which was somehow in his reach and he could pick it without disturbing the woman sleeping on top of his arm.

10:45 pm

He didn't realise that it was so late, he didn't have any chance to think about it. He heard her groan and she turned to face to the roof. "Good?" He voiced out, wrapping his legs with her, softly pecking her neck.

"Somehow," She laughed, sitting up and massaging her thighs. "but just not exactly."

"You must be hungry, lets go to eat somewhere." He spoke, trying to change the topic.

"In that?" She pointed at her ripped dress, gaining a faceplam from Jungkook, who finally realised that that he-should-stop-ripping-dresses-or-just-
-resist-the-need-of-it.

"I'm going to buy something to eat and try finding some- some thing that you can wear." He got up, throwing his shirt on and pulling his jeans up, passing her undergraments to her. "Wear these till then."

"Of course," She raised an eyebrow at him, sarcasm dripping from her action.

He returned after an hour with several white packets in his arms. Food, that he found easily but finding something for her to wear was the difficult part. He'd almost travelled to the centre of the city in search of some shop, fortunately he found a supermarket kind of place, stacked up with several clothes and he could only afford an oversized T-shirt, because he forgot his card at home and the cash he had was not exactly enough.

Jungkook tossed over the T-shirt to Inaya, soon taking out the noodles he bought from a street market which seemed to set-up every night in the area.

"Thank" she pulled the fabric over her head, "you" and then pulled out her middle finger to him, just to show him how big of a favour he did to her.

"My mistake, I know." He pulled her up to stand, grabbed his belt from the bed, which he hadn't bothered to wear, and threw it around her waist. "Better."

"Do this again and I'll chop off your di-"

"Happy birthday, noona!" He hugged her, almost squeezing her, when he noticed the clock kept on the bedside table hit twelve.

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A/n

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