Rating: M (Smut, profanity)

Jungkook gently chews on the back of his pen, a habit he picked up from his best friend, Taehyung. There's something wrong with him. Dangerously wrong. There's an emotion festering in the pit of his stomach, threatening to break free and cause chaos. That emotion is Y/n L/n, one of the business executives.

As the CEO of Jeon Corporations (creative name, right?), he sees her a lot. She's one of the leading figures of his company—always on time, helpful, patient. They've talked quite a bit, actually. It's necessary since she's almost like his fourth in-command behind Taehyung, his right hand, and another business executive named Kim Namjoon. She's right behind those two. They often make deals together, go out to lunch and talk business.

And that's the problem: it's no longer "just business" for him.

Jungkook heaves out a sigh, groaning and letting his pen slip away from his fingers. He straightens his suit, standing and walking over to his office's door. He can't be cooped up inside all day. If he stays here, he'll be plagued by thoughts of the beautiful woman who's helping him run his company. Wait, why is that kind of hot? Gorgeous business woman putting him in his place and telling him what to do... wow. 

Jungkook, get your act together. 

He shakes his thoughts away, hyping himself up before opening the door only to see a woman standing there, her fist raised as if about to knock.

Well, speak of the devil.

Y/n L/n stands there, her fist dropping, a smile forming on her pretty lips. "Hi. I came by to drop off the new files. These have all the updated stock numbers on them." 

Jungkook hums, motioning for her to enter. She does a small nod before sauntering inside, Jungkook closing the door behind her.

"I was hoping we could talk," he starts, locking the door while she isn't looking. Okay, he seems a bit like a creepy stalker, but he doesn't want anyone interrupting his time with her. Granted, someone can knock and ruin it, but at least no one will barge in. Jungkook strides over to his desk, sitting across from her. Meanwhile, Y/n has her eyebrows furrowed.

"Talk about what, exactly?" she asks, placing the files on the mahogany of his desk before leaning back in her seat. She crosses one leg over the other, the formal attire hugging her body perfectly. Jungkook's smile only widens.

"Business, the usual. Unless you wanted to talk about the weather."

She huffs, fanning herself. "Let me answer your question before you ask it: hot. The weather is hot."

Jungkook chuckles and opens the files, pretending to read through them. The 1's and 0's meaning next to nothing to him. All it means is his business is doing good. He'll worry about the details later. Now's his chance to maybe make a move. Something more than acquaintances. Friends... maybe even something more.

"I got in contact with our business rival, Mr. Park," she says. He hums in a way that tells her to continue, still pretending to read the numbers. "Turns out he's smarter than we thought. He's making a lot of moves on our territory. I'm not sure how to feel about that, sir. I was wondering if you had any suggestions?"

He closes the files, setting them down. "I have one suggestion, sure. Go to lunch with me," he answers, not showing any change in his expression. Unfortunately, that only confuses her more.

"How would that solve the Mr. Park situation, sir?"

Alright, here it goes. No going back, no chickening out. "Oh, it won't. But it'll solve a different problem: I like you. I like you a lot."

"Mr. Jeon, if you want me, you could've just asked," she says without hesitation, not a hint of emotion on her face, but he can hear the amusement in her tone. He can imagine her as a good poker player with that good of emotional control. He gulps, having a bit of a straight panic when he remembers that he has to reply to her.

"Well- I- Um- You see..."

She gets up from her seat, rounding the desk. He turns with her, watching her every move until she slides down on his lap. He gasps, wondering if this is a dream. On instinct, he pinches himself, which is an action that doesn't go unnoticed by Y/n.

"I'm literally sitting on your lap, and you're pinching yourself. Do I even want to know if you're okay?"

"I was wondering if I was dreaming," he says in a gulp, trying not to sound too suspicious and nervous. He's a damn business CEO who flirted with her, now here he is panicking because a woman touched him. What the actual frick, Jeon Jungkook?

"Oh, so you dream about me?" she asks, finally showing some emotion on her face. She smiles, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I just told you, Mr. Jeon. If you want me, you could've asked."

Well, who was he to say no?

Jungkook brings their lips crashing together, a moan eliciting from him thanks to the pressure of the kiss. The excitement rushing to both his heads makes him gasp, their tongues slipping over one another due to his now-open mouth. He gains the courage to explore with his hands, rubbing them over the curve of her that's sitting on him. He groans, pulling back only for a string of saliva to still connect their tongues.

It's safe to say he can't feel his heart. There's a pulse in his ears, his arms, and his stomach, but he can't tell which one is from his heart. The idea that she returns the feelings and wants to escalate things has him trembling, his hands holding her as if she's the most precious thing in the world.

He gives her a toothy grin, nuzzling her nose over hers and laughing. Realizing they have a few minutes before they're needed anywhere, he peeps up at her, asking for permission. She rests her hand on his cheek and nods, kissing his forehead.

"Hey, it's okay," she says, her tone soft as she rubs her thumb back and forth on his cheek. "I feel the same way, Jeon. You don't have to worry anymore. I'm yours. I promise."

The few sentences make him break out into a bunny smile, and he buries his head against her neck to inhale her sweet strawberry scent.

"You... you mean it?"

"Awh, what's this? The badass CEO can't handle his crush liking him back?"

He laughs, but he can't deny the truth: he can't handle it. As CEO, he got everything he wanted: money, cars, success—but not Y/n. She was the one thing he felt he didn't deserve, considering she's an employee. No matter how high up the company she is, she's still an employee, and that may lead to issues, but for the time being, he feels comforted knowing that she's his, and he's hers.

"I never thought I'd get this lucky," he whispers, and her eyebrows relax, showing her softening expression as she laughs.

"Oh, Jungkook, you're too cute. That's why I like you so much, y'know. You're adorable and respectful. Thank you for making the company feel like such a safe place for me, even if Mr. Park is an ass trying to take it away."

Jungkook shrugs. "Well, to be fair, Mr. Park has a delectable ass, so it makes sense it'd bleed into his personality-"

She cuts him off by giggling like a maniac, her head falling on his shoulder as they enjoy the soft moment together. He can't help but feel more bliss rise inside him, and he decides to act on it, now that he has her permission.

His hands trace down her sides, and she nods, encouraging him to continue. He worships her skin, trailing his finger under her shirt before he decides to finally start the process.

When they're both fully stripped, he picks her up by the thighs, cradling her for a beat before placing her on his desk. He kisses her before deciding to escalate further and pleasure her, his hips moving against hers as he continues to keep his lips on hers.

The feeling of her makes him shudder with delight. He pulls back, his lips swollen and covered with saliva. She grips her nails into his shoulders, almost certainly leaving marks he'll be proud to see later, when he's looking at himself in the mirror.

She closes the gap and kisses him again, Jungkook moaning as the bliss fills both his heads. However, the kiss doesn't last long. He pulls away to initiate an intense staring contest that seemingly never ends. He keeps his eyes on her and nowhere else. She whines from the staring and the pleasure, clawing at his body now. He chuckles and goes faster in response, diving to her neck to leave gentle kisses there.

"Everyone's gonna know you're mine, got it?" he whispers. She manages to nod, placing her forehead on his shoulder and becoming a moaning mess for him. He squeezes her thighs, leaving nail marks on her this time around.

They deserve to know that the most beautiful woman out there is his, and there's nothing they can do about it.

Jungkook feels the room fill with noise, the smell of their activities hitting his nostrils and making them huff in amazement. He feels himself growing closer and closer,  but she ends up hitting her peak first, to his surprise. The sounds of her sweet moans almost makes him forget to pull out, but he does, dropping one of her legs so he can use his hand to finish himself off.

They pant and softly moan together, their bodies shivering from the aftermath of their peak pleasure. He keeps his forehead pressed against hers, the two breathing in sync. 

All he can think of is his joy and how she's finally his. Sure, they'd have to deal with Mr. Park growing right under their noses, but Jungkook has confidence they can handle it together. She's a beauty with a brain, and he wishes he could scream that for the entire company to hear. With her intelligence and his quick wit, they'll stop Mr. Park from growing.

However, Mr. Park is the last thing on his mind right now, and that's because of her cute eyes peeking up at him as she whispers one word to him.

"Yes."

"Yes what?" he asks with furrowed brows.

She chuckles, wrapping her arms around his neck and gently pecking his lips. When they part, her sparkling eyes meet his and the whole world seems to stop for a moment. "I'll go to lunch with you, dummy." 

It's safe to say that was the start of a beautiful relationship, and Mr. Park didn't stand a chance.

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Written by: Raven

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