(Mature)

A little more.

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Warmth filled her bosom as guileless fingers entwined with her tresses and softly massaged her scalp, words of ardour and admiration being whispered pleasantly. A string that might never end or a love song that might have just started.

His eyes never left hers, a soft kiss placed on her lips after every yearning remark. His eyes held a universe that she'd never want to leave, that she'd want to sink in and fall in the unending depth of the love they stored. Sincerity in them was not left unnoticed and she could feel how long he waited for this moment. For her to be in his arms, just like this, where their bare bodies pressed against each other, their warmth engulfing the other with comfort and happiness. Where there were no attempts to hide any flaw or imperfections, where they were left vulnerable to be held in the strength of the other.

Where they were naked for each other.

"Good morning." The unending cheering silence was interrupted by his soft whisper, that lent another peck to her lips and she smiled wholeheartedly, nodding her response.

Memories of lazy and lustful mornings crossed her mind. When he would say that he wanted to make love to his girlfriend, when he would throw away his phone if somebody, Jimin, caused interruption in his advancements, when he would teasingly lick her down her chest and tickle her before he could start his torment, when his nose would deliberately brush against her clitoris so that he could torture her pleasantly.

Love and admiration held in his solemn eyes, she saw his Cupid's bow tremble before their lips met. A similar whine echoed in her memory before the explosions painted the sky with the vibrant hues of gold and red and sparkles shined brighter than they ever would, likely the explosions painted her heart with distinct hues of love and safety and faith bloomed in her chest more fully than it ever had.

"Noona, can I make love to you?"

"Please," Inaya whispered, gazing deep into his eyes.

Their lips met again, her heavenly giggle vibrating in his ears as she tried to manage with the eager bunny that had hastily hovered on top her, his skittish fingers poking her sides earning several more laughs from her. She giggled, prying away from his demonic fingers that had found a better lure.

Jungkook's giggles surrounded her, bringing even more joy to her as she saw his eyes turn into crescents from her own. Tears of mirth surfaced at her waterline as another plea left her mouth and she held onto his wrists tightly.

"Stop!" She squealed, holding his hands together, before breaking into another session of giggles while he pecked her down her neck, playfully biting her skin occasionally.

His amusement levitated when he heard her moan softly, her comparatively small palms letting go of his hands. Her soft touches travelled his body, tormenting him, anticipating his breaths, allowing his heart to beat at a rate he had never experienced before.

"Come here," He whispered and helped her straddle his waist, her core brushing against his hardened member. A low groan left his mouth, her eyes shimmered with want, her moves guided by her desires.

He felt her rub against him again and then again, her pace gradually hastening. Her eyes shut momentarily, a prolonged sigh leaving her lips. Her breath hitched when she felt his fingers massage her clitoris, teasing it, flicking it. A shiver ran down her spine, the circular motion of his fingers encouraging her to roll her hips, riding him ruthlessly, earning a string of expletives from him.

Another expletive left him, his hips bucking against her core, her pooling juices lubricating their movements. Hungry pair of lips met the other, devouring the missed longing of touch, of feel. Her periodic sighs motivating him to press against her harder, compelling stifled moans to be bestowed. Their tongues fought in tandem, at war for the throne of ascendency. His teeth grazed along her bottom lip, making her exhale a breath that brushed against his lips, propelling his orgasm to be achieved right then. But he refrained, grabbing her hips to a halt and pushing against her core, hearing her gasp.

"Look at me," He heard her say, pecking his lips with softness and his eyes focused on her gentle look. Her lips approaching his caused him to stare at them, but she guided him to look in her depths. Her dark brown depths drowned in lust but all he saw was gravity that lured him into the darkness held in her eyes. That star of love, that constellation that held them, their memories and their relationship that could never be described by just love.

Unconditional love.

A love that broke through the customs of immature promises and conditions, a love that grew so much more than just hiding for other's happiness, a love that learnt the ups and downs of their relationship, a love that had learnt to think of the other first, a love that had persevered, an unconditional love.

Her lips skimming against his pulled him out of the depth of her ardour. She softly bit his lower lip, surprising him when he felt her warmth push down his length and her excruciatingly slow torture began again. The gasp that left her mouth, on being completely filled by him, turned into a low moan as his hips moved upward, meeting her movements.

"Shit," He whispered, wrapping his arm around her waist, while the other grabbed a fistful of her ass. His thrusts pounding into her, her lips parted in awe. His eyes trailed along the sweat that traced her skin, down her neck.

His lips wrapped around her breasts, his tongue flicking her sensitive nipple. He brought his hand to massage the other one, pinching her bud at times to listen her say his name alarmingly sexily. He sucked and bit, leaving marks on her skin, announcing her as his.

Her fingers travelled up his hair, tugging at the roots slightly. She heard him inhale sharply, another rough grasp and he moaned out, his lips parted in pleasure and she gazed at him admiringly.

"Jungkook," She breathed out, his eyes meeting hers immediately, "kiss me."

His lips attacked her even before she could complete the sentence, their ravening lips stifling her wails of satisfaction. He felt her squeeze his length, his finger that had slipped down to tease her sensitive bud felt her throb. Her lips parted in a silent moan, she grabbed onto his shoulders a little harder, making him moan at the pressure.

Her warmth clutched his member again and she whimpered, her pace reducing with each second. He stared at her with fascination, mumbling words of appreciation and how she looked so beautiful, his lips puckering out to peck her cheeks, her jaw, her neck. Her eyes shut tightly, eyebrows joined at the centre, her lips parted. She cursed as her orgasm hit her, his merciless fingers still rotating around her clit.

His fingers changed their actions, parting away a bit. His fingers slick with her moisture, slid up and down, her clitoris in between and just when she thought her oragsm had resolved she felt herself clench around him again.

He moaned loudly against her ear, making her whimper as they came to a halt. The look in her eyes was enough for him to know that she wanted to be taken, that she wanted to feel him more, that she wanted him to drive her crazy. And he would be more than honoured to do that. He securely wrapped his arms around her, lifting her and placing her on her back. A deep inhale later, he separated her legs, pulled her towards his form, a little harshly and eased himself between her thighs, pounding into her.

Another sob of satisfaction left her, indicating him to keep his movements going just like they were. Her legs were parted a little more and he grabbed her thighs using them as leverage to hammer against her heat so hardly that he could see her breasts bounce.

Sweat beaded off from the sides of his forehead, his damp hair falling infront of his eyes, partly obstructing his vision but she looked so much more beautiful to focus on that. When she whispered his name, when her palms grabbed his wrists tightly, when her breasts bounced, she looked so beautiful and he couldn't help but stare, trying to memorize the moment.

Another plea of his name entrapped him under her charm and his thrusts gained speed, allowing him to enter his own journey to nirvana. She felt him throb inside her, his thrusts slowing down to a pace he liked. His member twitched, and a few thrusts later he came in her, filling her deep within. An extended groan left his mouth, as he pounded into her riding out his orgasm.

He let her legs go, bracing himself above her with his arms placed on either sides of her head, both of them panting as they recovered. Hazy eyes opened and they held each other's gaze again. Contentment morphed into bliss as their soft smiles grew to their fullness. A string of giggles left her mouth when he started to peck her face haphazardly as if he had no control on his actions. Eyes locked again, they chuckled between tender kisses and face caresses.

"You don't know how happy I am," She said, pushing his damp fringe out of his face.

He leaned down to kiss her, conveying his ardour through his affection.

"You don't how happy I am." He whispered.

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Snow surrounded her, reflecting back the lights of the lampposts and fairy lights decorating the resort. The blue and white, and the reflecting yellow of the snow called her to jump in it and move her limbs rhythmically to form snow angels and roll over until she was rounded in the form of a snowman herself.

What kept her from doing that was a hand holding hers tightly. Although cold, she could sense the perspiration, the indirect nervousness or probably too much enthrallment. She believed the former.

She looked up to find two chocolate coloured eyes staring back at her, expanded to their widest and a small pout asked her to kiss it. Tiptoeing, she hopped a little to grant him his wish, giving him a loud, childish smooch. He chuckled at her enthusiasm, shaking his head sideways before looking back at the delightful view infront of him.

He remembered this place, well enough. Where she learnt that she loved him, where he learnt that she loved him. And where else could be a better surprise for her than here.

"So you reserved this whole... place?" She asked for the tenth time and he nodded immediately, his arm wrapping around her waist.

She nodded, remembering that the said guy in front of her was none other than The Jeon Jungkook, who apart from being her boyfriend was also entitled as the Prince, one of the very few at that. "Shit." She muttered, staring at the snow beneath her and then at the sky.

"What is it?" He asked, pulling her with himself, away from the warmth of the cosy wooden building.

"Nothing. Where are we heading to?" She asked, entwining their fingers together and swaying their hands, a smile plastered on her lips.

"Surprise," He chuckled when she rolled her eyes.

They passed by small mounds of snow, each of them holding wooden sign boards with some messages poorly scribbled on them, but she could make out the writing. Definitely she could, it was his'.

She chuckled, giving him a side look only to find his ears red like tomato and blush creeping up his neck. A louder laugh was stifled at the appreciable effort of the younger one. Her eyes trailed from her right to left, reading the alternate notes.

Hi-
Well, you're the one with words
I tried my best but
WHATEVER!

She read loudly and he facepalmed.

He heard her chuckle.

I would like to start, but before that
Dear tummy,
sorry about the butterflies
It's not my fault I swear,
It's hers.

Her eyes danced towards him and he looked away.

He heard her giggle.

As you walk down this aisle,
I express my fellings that are true
Through the messages in the snow piles
A journey to remind you of the love I feel for you.

She tilted her head, stifling back the smile that tried to surface. "Not bad, Jeon," She whispered.

He heard her inhale sharply.

Dear Seol,
I am so sorry that I broke your trust, I won't make any excuses. But all I want is your forgiveness.

He hated to repeat his apologies, because every time he did that he knew he reminded her of the pain. But he also needed to assure her, that what happened would never end up looping and so he stood there by her side, hugging her a little tighter for letting her know he meant it.

He heard her exhale.

You're my superhero. The one who would save me from the loudest thunder and make me fly over the cities and oceans.

But if I mess up again, please do not push me away. Not until I realise that I acted like a jerk and broke your heart.

"I will take note." He heard her say and a  chuckle escaped him.

Although it won't happen ever again.

"I know." He heard her smile, her eyes shining at him assuredly.

Now to lighten up the mood,
COME ON GIRL, GIVE ME MY HEART BACK. HOW DO YOU THINK I AM GOING TO LIVE WITHOUT IT?

He saw her stifle her smile, managing to keep her nonchalant expression on. "Very funny," She muttered, her voice giving way to her amusement.

He heard her clear her throat, a small smile still lifting the sides of her lips.

I love you.

He peeked at her to find her smile at full wattage, her eyes staring at the wooden piece once again before they could move for the other.

"I love you, too." He heard her whisper.

And I love you so much that you can't even measure it. Not to the stars and moon, but to the expanse of my existence in this universe. Not like any prince and princess, but so much more than their fantasy.

She awed, her lips parted in disbelief but her eyes said that she believed it all, that she knew it all too well.

He heard her gasp dramatically, her attempts of sustaining her fake demeanor failing miserably.

So much that I didn't even realise when your eyes stole my heart, when your smile gave me meaning, when your thoughts started to drug my mind, when your touch left me breathless and when I was finally home.

He could see the tears pricking at her eyes.

He heard her gasp, genuinely this time.

Probably the day I popped in your garden ;)

She laughed loudly, tears flowing through her eyes and down her face only to be wiped away by his warm fingers. She found him looking at her in concern, the look that told her he felt he did something wrong and she shook her immediately.

"It's... I'm just happy." He heard her say.

Also the day we kissed for the first time.

And when we made love for the first time. And the last time, whenever it was...?

"Uh- well, oh, we didn't really do anything when I figured I would do this, hehe." He scrapped the back of his neck in embarassment, remembering the heated  moments they had shared early in the morning.

Another session of giggles were his response.

And yes, I promise you there won't be anymore promises.

She nodded, holding his hands a little tighter and looking up to meet his sincere gaze.

And I may have got some help from the internet, you may ignore this :'(

She actually did, he realised that when they moved forward to read the next one. "Rude." He whispered, but as asked, she ignored him.

And I love it when you ride me
Do it more often please :)

An immediate smirk lifted his lips when he saw her jaw drop, her eyes widen and her lips stutter, unable to form any words. She wouldn't have moved to next had he not pulled her, but the response he had received was worth giving up on the next one, his chuckle brought her back to the world.

"The audacity," She muttered and he heard her breathe out a puff of air.

And may I have the honour of...

"Of?" She asked, reaching the end of the wooden messages.

He took her hand in his, walking her to their final destination. Over the path that led them to another chapter of love and happiness, over the path that had roses all the way, myrtle mixed with red and she gasped, bewitched by the beauty that stood high at the end of their walk. Further ahead was a gazebo large enough to hold a gathering decorated in flower vines and more fairy lights, and a guitarist playing a soft, romantic melody.

Inaya swore there was no such thing here before.

His sparkling eyes met her, a soft smile tugging at his lips and he stared at her entranced form. Jungkook saw her eyes wander from the white flowers growing downwards from the green vines, making their way down the balustrade, to the guitarist standing and playing at a distance from them, enough for them to have privacy while they could be fairly captivated by the melody.

"Shall we?" He asked.

She nodded, letting her palm in his and together they walked to the centre of the fragrant gazebo. His arm rested on her waist, pulling her closer, while her's travelled to his shoulders. Their fingers laced, their bodies being swayed in a slow dance.

Her eyes held him so lovingly, so endearingly that he barely had any chance to blink, afraid he might lose the importance in her unending brown depths. He pulled her closer, allowing her arms to wrap around his neck.

He spun her to face away from him, his arms wrapped around her in a back hug, their bodies dancing along with the melody. Her eyes closed as she relaxed into him, her head resting on his chest and she put her arms over his.

Again, he twirled her around to face him and she giggled at the derpy face he made. Her laughter was infectious and he found himself laughing with her at his stupid approach.

He felt her head rest against his chest, her arms snaking around his neck once again and their bodies oscillating abreast.

She heard his voice joining the guitar, blending perfectly with the slow paced melody.

'So as long as I live I love you
Will have and hold you'

Her lips parted in awe, her eyes wide when they met his amd he smiled at her, missing a string to peck her before starting the following.

'And from now 'til my very last breath
This day I'll cherish'

She went back to her original position, letting her head rest on his chest and focused on the soft beating of his heart.

She had almost forgot Jungkook could sing.

She felt tears stinging her eyes, her brows lifted in the centre as she fought against the urge of crying. She didn't want to cry, not now, but the purity of their relationship had grown so much and the serenity of the moment didn't help with the tears collecting on her waterline. The tenor of his voice made her hold a little longer, but she knew she was fighting a losing battle and so the dams broke open, letting her tears trail down.

Jungkook continued, letting the lyrics of the song convey his affection. He didn't want the song to stop or their bodies to halt. He wanted time to freeze, to begin an infinite loop where they could dance like this forever.

Inaya found herself missing the moment even before it ended and then wondered if it was even possible. Even if it wasn't, she didn't want it to end.

The song concluded and the sound of the guitar slowly exited the scene but he continued to sing, his hushed voice allowing her to focus on his heart beat slowly increasing it's pace.

'What we have is timeless
My love is endless'

Her breath hitched as he slowly pulled away from her, holding her at arms length, his fingers wiping away the joyful tears that had somehow escaped her eyes, merry tears staining his own eyes but he held them in.

'And with this ring I
Say to the world
You're my every reason'

He gradually bent down to sit on his knee. A small blue velvet box was brought into vision, and her eyes widened in realisation.

'You're all that I believe in
With all my heart I mean every word'

The authenticity of the moment hit her harder when a tiny crystal shined at the brim of his eyes, his lips trembling. He was trying to hold himself, but she saw him unravel before her, and a sob of contentment left him before he could open that damned velvety box that decided to be stubborn enough to almost slip out of his grasp, little did he know his fingers were trembling too.

She chuckled through her tears, not knowing what exactly made her chuckle - his clumsiness or the euphoria thay occupied her body.

"Seol," Her body stiffened. Her eyes gazed at the diamond fixed securely on a gold band. A band that would mark the infinity of their relationship, their love that shone brightly, matching the brilliance of the diamond held securely between his fingers.

It was happening. It was actually happening.

"Marry me?"

She nodded. Her hand resting over her mouth, her breathing came out as staccato and she didn't believe her voice  enough to say something yet.

"Yes." She whispered after a long deafening pause and his eyes lit up, sparkling brighter than the stars accommodated in the sky.

"What did you say?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Say that once more." He got up, advanced towards her with urgency and even before she could pronounce her acceptance their lips met.

He kissed her gently, his lips working in sync with her's. He cherished the moment, reveling in it's beauty, and pulled her close until there was no space left between them.

He pulled away, staring at the cosmos stored in her eyes that enchanted him to sink in and fall in the unending depth of the love they held. His fingers played with the gold ring in his hand, flipping it between his fingers before he extented his hand for her to take.

She let her palm rest in his, excitement and agitation both chipping on her. When she felt him slide the ring on her finger, fresh set of tears surfaced and compelled out of her eyes.

"I love you." He whispered, their lips meeting again.

She kissed him with all of her, returning his affection that she couldn't properly voice out. His arms wrapped around her, holding onto her warmth and love. Her's cupped his face, momentarily brushing off the tears that left his eyes and she pecked his either cheek and then his temple and his chin, peppering him with her affection.

They could finally run, for they had walked a long way and he didn't feel like they were trialing on a tightrope to fasten their bond and she hadn't felt like they were on the edge of a knife where a fall could ruin them. But she rather stood on a firm balance, her love right by her side and they ran in an unending field of vibrant coloured flowers, their arms spread open and they were happy. They giggled and laughed, letting the world know about their happiness and filling the expanse with it.

For they weren't a secret that needed to be hidden in black.

They were the swans who started their first dance, drunk in love, and their unending song had just started, motivating them to dance forever and ever.

This was what they wanted, what they needed.

A little more of them.
A little more of their love.
A little more of him.
A little more of her.

Just a little more.

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A/n

Song- Beautiful in white

Next up is the epilogue

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