Date posted on AFF: 2017.09.29

Summary: 

Jungkook wants nothing else but for Chaeyoung's teasing to stop because seriously, he's losing his mind at every second that passes by.

[Rated M for Mature Content]

p.s: I begged coal3sc3 to write this one and she kept saying she came up with a crap! But it turned out well and I love it XD

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Jungkook closed his eyes in annoyance, his sigh was as loud as it could get the moment Chaeyoung giggled while climbing off his body. "Baby, come on..." Jungkook groaned, his hand gripping the loose robe she was wearing in hope that it would stop her from walking away but that was such a bad idea because she could easily slip off of it and walked away naked. Jungkook braved himself to open his eyes and there she was, posing at the end of the bed with nothing covering her slender figure.

It was the third day and he could already feel himself losing his very mind at all the teasing she gave him. "Until when are you going to tease me like this?" Jungkook asked, propping an elbow on the mattress as he gazed at her while she combed her hair with her fingers.

"Until you get really frustrated," she shrugged with a sultry smile before turning away and flipping her hair. She walked towards the bathroom and Jungkook sat up quickly.

"Chaeyoung, I am already frustrated!" he said aloud the moment she was about to close the door. She poked her head out and smiled wickedly at him.

"I'm sorry, I should be precise," she responded. "The teasing will not stop if I think you still can handle it." Chaeyoung winked and playfully blew a kiss at his direction before she closed the door and hit the shower.

Taking in a deep breath, Jungkook tugged on his messy hair before he dropped his gaze to the morning hard-on. Sighing, he slipped off the bed and went inside the other bathroom to get a cold shower for his erection to subside.

*

Jungkook was preparing to cook for dinner when he felt a hand sliding from his waist to his abdomen. "Hey, baby," Chaeyoung murmured against the back of his neck before placing a soft kiss on it that lingered for seconds.

"If you want to eat good food, get out of the kitchen and don't disturb me," Jungkook said, trying so hard not to respond to her touches.

Chaeyoung tucked her chin on his shoulder and both arms looped around his waist. "But I'm here to help," she said, and Jungkook didn't have to turn around to know that she was pouting. He stiffened for a second when he felt her pulling his shirt upwards, just enough to let her fingers trace lines around the skin of his abs.

Jungkook placed the knife calmly back into its place and turned his body around. He came face to face with a pouty Park Chaeyoung but the glint in her eyes was playful. He narrowed his eyes at her. "You're not here to help, you're here just to tease me."

"Can't I help and tease you at the same time?"

"Evil," he scoffed but put a hand on the small of her back, pulling her closer as she wrapped her arms around his neck. It was then that Jungkook realized that she was wearing his white crisp shirt, all the buttons were undone except one and it was the one located exactly on her chest. He could see that she had her black lace bra, low cut –his favorite –under the shirt and that just made everything worse.

"What the fuck are you wearing?" he growled, burying his face into her neck, giving her open-mouthed kisses under her jaw. She moaned softly, her slim fingers knotting his hair.

"Oh, right," she laughed seductively. "I'm going to stain this if I'm going to help you."

"Yeah," he muttered, nipping lightly against the soft skin of her throat. "And that's why you shouldn't be here to help."

"No," she giggled. "I should be helping. But, let me just..." she trailed off. She pushed him away and Jungkook grunted but he let her go nonetheless, staring at her questioningly. Chaeyoung bit on her lower lip as she stepped backwards, the corner of her lips curved into a smirk. Slowly, she undid that one button and both her hands pushed the fabric down her shoulder. At that moment, Jungkook lost the ability to breathe.

Chaeyoung smiled at him, catching the shirt before it fell to the floor and ran away lightly from the kitchen to toss it onto the couch before she came back, sauntering gracefully with only her undergarments on.

When Jungkook finally breathed, it was to cuss. "Fuck." He put a fist onto his mouth briefly as he stared at his girlfriend walking towards him. She always had a way to get him turned on even without touching him. Chaeyoung could just stand still wearing her black undergarments and it could give him a hard-on.

"So what's the menu today?" she asked with a lift of her brow, displaying that innocent face of hers at him.

Jungkook couldn't keep his eyes off her body and it took him a snap of her fingers in front of his very eyes to finally look straight into hers. "Menu?" he asked, and Chaeyoung nodded.

"I don't know what your menu would be," Jungkook said with a light smirk as he pulled her arm gently, one hand on her waist. Chaeyoung was returning the smirk as she let herself be pulled by him and by the time she was pressed against him, Jungkook whispered into her ear, "But mine would be you."

He slipped a thumb into the waistband of the thin fabric that covered her private and tried to pull it downwards but she held his hand, and Jungkook groaned against the skin of her shoulder. Jungkook slid his palm towards her rear, pressing her mound so that their bodies were even closer than ever and he managed a smirk when Chaeyoung's light yelp reverberated against the silent space the moment he smacked it lightly. She laughed next, her fingers tugging on the waistband of his sweatpants before Jungkook silenced her with a hungry kiss on the mouth.

When she moaned into his mouth while holding onto the hem of his shirt, Jungkook immediately helped her to pull his shirt over his head, tossing it on the floor and pushing her towards the counter. Jungkook lifted her up and made her sit on the counter, his lips running along her skin and when she wrapped her long legs around his waist to pull him closer, Jungkook bit on his lip before moving his head forward to unhook the front-clasped bra using his teeth.

Just an inch away from her chest, Chaeyoung's palms pressed against the sides of his face and she lifted his head to look at her. With a smile, she asked in a low voice, "What did we agree about the kitchen? Hm?" She pressed a soft kiss on the bridge of his nose. "No sex in the kitchen."

"Who fucking cares?" Jungkook growled, pulling her hands away from his face and trapped it on either side of her thighs on the counter. He pushed her gently so she could lie on her back after he rid away some stuff on the counter to the side to give some space. He lowered his head, trailing kisses around her stomach to just below her navel. "I don't give a single shit about the fucking rules when you are this hot."

He sucked on the soft skin of the inner side of her thigh and she moaned his name seductively. "Tell me what you want, baby," Jungkook murmured while holding her hip. Chaeyoung sat up and gripped his shoulders, crushing her lips against his and Jungkook returned it just as hard as she gave him. He wrapped an arm around her slim waist, jerking her towards him before grinding against her.

"I want you..." she said, after releasing his bottom lip from her teeth, "...inside of me."

"Uh-huh?" he responded with a smirk, squeezing her hips and bringing his lips closer to hers. He kissed her passionately, before he ducked down just to finish what he'd started; trying to unclasp her bra. And he did.

Her breasts were open for him to see and Jungkook displayed a satisfying smile. Jungkook dipped his head down to meet her chest, kissing the area of where the heart was and sucking on the skin softly. When he was about to move his lips to the center of her chest, Chaeyoung's hands suddenly came up to hook the bra with a giggle, causing Jungkook to widen his eyes.

"I want you, but not now."

"No, no, no," he shook his head with furrowed brows. Looking up to see her playful eyes, Jungkook's forehead creased as he muttered, "No, come on. No, please no." He brought his hand up to unhook the bra but she slapped his hand away and Jungkook was left with a devastated sigh. "Chaeyoung, baby, sweetheart, no you can't do this to me."

Chaeyoung chuckled, using a finger to lift his chin up so she could press a soft kiss onto his lips. "We had a deal. No sex for a week."

"We weren't about to have sex," he protested.

"If I had let you latch your lips on my chest, next thing would be was we were going to have sex because that's how it is all the time, Jungkookie," she said, sliding off the counter while holding on to his shoulder for support.

"You're pure evil," he groaned. "What am I going to do with this?!" He pointed at the bulge on his crotch.

Chaeyoung glanced at it, ran a hand lightly against it and Jungkook shuddered, relishing that feeling before her hand was absent. "Get in the shower. I'll prepare our dinner."

"You're going to prepare dinner in those?" Jungkook questioned, crossing his arms over his chest.

"What's wrong with these?" Chaeyoung asked with an innocent tone. "I could avoid getting my clothes stained," she winked. "Or should I take them all off?"

"No!" Jungkook snapped, and turned away from her, trying to walk into the bathroom to settle his problem. He looked at her again and lifted his index finger in the air, warning her. "Don't you fucking dare."

"Why should it bother you? You'll be in the shower anyway," she shrugged.

"Because I'll fucking imagine it and I won't be able to control myself then and the deal will be off by tonight. You don't want that," he said through gritted teeth. "Put some clothes on, for fuck's sake, Chaeyoung. You're going to kill me."

All he could hear was her giggling evilly as he walked away fast.

*

Day 5 and Jungkook tried his best to avoid his girlfriend while in the house. He succeeded, of course but then when he was having lunch with his friends, Chaeyoung phoned him and started a session of dirty talk with him, which made it hard for him to stay a lot longer with his friends.

The worst thing was that, her older brother, Jimin was around and he was happily chatting with Taehyung about something.

"Who's that?" Jimin asked, his eyes still crinkling after a series of laughter shared with Taehyung. "Is it Chaeyoungie?"

Jungkook swallowed and smiled nervously, giving a brief reply of 'Yeah' at the same time Chaeyoung told him how just by thinking of him actually made her wet.

"Look at them," Taehyung interrupted. "Young love, all innocent. Phone calls are enough whenever they missed each other."

"I'm glad of that. Innocence is the best thing. Unlike you, Tae," Jimin snickered. "Can't keep your fucking hands off your girl even when you're not missing her."

"Do you know what I want you to do to me, Jungkook?" Chaeyoung asked through the phone. "I want you to spread me open and bury your face in between my legs." She giggled next and Jungkook held back his groan.

Innocent? Jungkook looked away and tried to hide his nervous smile again because Jimin was the best at reading people. If only Jimin knew how 'naughty' his sister was. "I need to take a shit," Jungkook said to his friends all of a sudden because he could feel his dick twitching behind his pants and he surely wouldn't want Jimin to witness him having a hard-on after having a phone call with his sister.

Once he was safely inside the stall in the toilet, he hissed to the phone, "Are you fucking crazy?"

She laughed. "I'm crazy about you, yes."

"Jimin's there! Do you want him to see me get a boner because of you?!"

Chaeyoung chuckled lightly at first before she hummed, soft yet it was seducing him. Jungkook took a seat on the toilet, freeing his dick out of his pants and started to stroke it lightly. "Now, don't stop."

"But I thought you want me to stop?" she asked in a teasing tone.

"You have to finish what you started," he growled. "Talk dirty to me now baby. Come on."

"Didn't you say Jimin's there? I shouldn't continue, then."

"I'm in the toilet now and I'm fucking alone. Continue where you left. Babe, please." He pumped his rod quicker.

She was silent for a moment before she finally began. "I want you to tie me up on the bed... And do very dirty things to me until I lose my mind."

"I'm going to fucking tie you up, baby, if that's what you want." He hissed as his fist pumped his stiff rod faster, shutting his eyes close as the images of her from last night tattooed in the back of his eyelids.

"I'm going to tie you up on the chair...and I'll let you watch me touch myself...on the bed."

Jungkook bit onto his lip really hard as he tried to control his breathing but he failed. It came out raggedly and he knew that anyone coming in would definitely hear him since his breathing had become a bit loud. Imagining her touching herself was more than enough to get him high. He couldn't even imagine if he was going to see that happening that night. "Fuck, Chaeng you're making me come."

"Mmm... baby, do you want me to touch myself for you tonight?" she asked and rather than seductive, she made it sound innocent and cute that if anyone who didn't speak that language would think that she was asking things like 'Have you eaten?', 'Are you well?', 'How's everything going?', 'Do you like my gift?' when in fact, it was one of the sexiest questions ever asked to him.

He groaned and breathed heavily. "That'd be great but –ah shit! I want to touch you. I want to fucking touch you so bad, Park Chaeyoung."

"Will we fuck all night?"

"We –fucking wi –will. We'll fuck all night, I promise that. God, I can't f–fu... hah! Fuck. I can't fucking wait!" he hissed. And white liquid finally spurted out of him. He released a long, heavy sigh. His eyes closed and slowly, a lazy smile built on his face before he started to chuckle. "Oh my god, Chaeyoung. You're driving me crazy."

She giggled on the other line. "Did you come, baby?"

"I did," he chuckled. "Fuck, why are you doing this to me? I'm in a fucking public toilet."

Loud banging on the door to his stall startled him and he immediately took the tissue to wipe off his cum. "Who's that?!" he shouted, still not ending the call with his girlfriend.

"If you want to stay alive," Taehyung's voice came from outside and Jungkook assumed that his friend was washing hands, "stop your dirty talk with Chaeyoung before Jimin comes in because he's going to be here to pee in like five...four...three...two..."

"Baby, I've got to go," he said quickly to the phone and hung up without waiting for a respond.

"One..."

"Yo!" Jimin's voice boomed once he entered. Cheerily, he asked, "What took y'all so long?"

Jungkook flushed the toilet after he cleaned himself, shoved his phone in the pocket of his jeans and calmed himself before stepping out.

"Dude." Jimin looked at him after unzipping his pants. "What's with the sweats?"

"I think I'm unwell," he replied quickly and when he glanced at Taehyung, the latter just smirked at him and looked away. Jungkook took his phone out just to type in a message for Taehyung.

- Don't fucking tell him.

*

It was at a colleague of Jungkook's, Hoseok's birthday party that Jungkook almost lost his mind seeing Chaeyoung sucking on a lollipop noisily on his side. Jungkook gulped down the wine just to distract himself from the sounds Chaeyoung made as she snuggled close to him on the couch. Even the loud sounds of music blasting all over the walls and people being noisy chatting with one another couldn't beat the seductive sounds that never failed to enter his ears and activate his imaginative mind.

"Babe, stop that," Jungkook said, turning his head to look at his girlfriend.

Chaeyoung gazed at him with round eyes blinking, feigning innocence as she let her full lips glued to the lollipop. "Hm?" she asked and her tongue darted out to lick on it very slowly, causing Jungkook to hiss a cuss word.

He grabbed the lollipop from her and tossed it away, it got inside someone else's glass and Jungkook kept his glare at her. Chaeyoung looked at him blankly before she laughed, covering her mouth with her hand as she tipped her head backwards. When Jungkook looked away with a roll of his eyes, he suddenly heard sounds of plastic unwrapping and when he glanced at Chaeyoung, she already had one more lollipop in her mouth, her cheeks hollowed out on purpose, eyes fixated on him before she hummed delightedly.

"You know what?" Jungkook said, standing up immediately to his feet after taking that lollipop as well from her, throwing it away again. "We're going home."

"But I haven't got a lot of fun yet!" Chaeyoung protested when he pulled her gently by the arm.

"Haven't got a – I'm sorry, what did you say?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow, releasing her arm. "Haven't got a lot of fun?" He crossed both arms over his chest and scowled down at her. "I'm sure you had your fun teasing me like that. So now let's go home."

"I did not tease you," she shrugged, leaning back on the couch with her legs crossed. If they weren't in a public, he would have hoisted her skirt up and have his way with her.

"Damn right you weren't teasing me. Get up now, woman."

"You're not the type to leave a party so early," she said after they bid farewell to Hoseok and the rest.

"You're right, I'm not. But you're driving me crazy." He buckled his seatbelt, and quickly buckled hers as well since she had no intention to do so, still pouting as she let her focus went outside the window. "Unless you're letting me take you in front of all those crowds, we'll leave."

Chaeyoung turned her head to face him, snorted and shook her head with a laugh. "You're not the type to have public sex."

"Neither do you. And that's why we're leaving."

"Oh so you're telling me that the reason why we're leaving the party now is to have sex?" she arched an eyebrow at him with a smirk on her beautiful face.

"Yes. Because I can't stand it anymore. You can kill me after we have sex for breaking the deal," he joked and the sound of her laughter lifted all the burdens in the world.

"So..." she began after a few moments of silence. Her hand suddenly went up to his chest, her index finger playing with the collar of his shirt. "What are you going to do to me when we get home?"

Jungkook's jaw clenched and he tried to breathe normally when Chaeyoung's finger travelled down his chest and stopped at his zipper. She flicked it a few times, only the sounds of the clinking metal could be heard apart from their breathing sounds.

"I'm going to strip you down in one second."

"That's hot," she giggled. Only Chaeyoung could make the sound of giggling sexy rather than cute.

"I know."

"What else?" she asked, moving forward to press a kiss on the corner of his lips.

Jungkook gazed at her long. "I'm going to kiss you all over your body. I'm going to kiss you until you'll beg for air. I'm going to suck on the skin of every part of your body and I'm going to mark you everywhere to let the world know that you're mine and only mine. I'm going to let my tongue roam around your body, outer part, and inner part. But baby, I'll let you choose if you want me to make love to you or fuck you mindlessly."

Chaeyoung stared at him, blinked two times before she crushed her lips against him, her fingers curling around his shirt to pull him towards her. Jungkook sighed into her mouth, his hands gripping her waist as he kissed her deeply. Deep down inside, if he or she wasn't really a shy person, he would take her right there and then and they'd have their first experience on having sex in a car. When she pushed him away, her lips were swollen red and Jungkook wanted nothing else but to taste them again.

Three simple words that rolled out of her were enough to make Jungkook moved as quick as light could.

"Take me home."

*

Patience was long forgotten the moment the door hit close. Jungkook was almost naked while still in the living room as he kept on stripping himself as Chaeyoung made her way towards their bedroom. "Take your clothes off, Chaeng," he ordered and Chaeyoung turned around with an elegant flip of her hair.

"You said you want to strip me down," she responded with a wicked grin.

Jungkook bit his lip as he smirked, pulling his shirt over his head and left it in the hallway, feet were quick to bring him towards her and just before he could touch her, she ran away, laughing excitedly. He laughed in return, chasing her until he finally got her by her waist, arm circling it before he pulled her close, his chest pressing against her back. He took her earlobe in between his lips and when Chaeyoung hummed in satisfaction, Jungkook chuckled lightly.

"Do you like this dress you're wearing?" he asked with a low voice next to her ear.

"Why do you ask?" she chuckled but pressing her rear against the tent on his crotch.

Jungkook growled against her ear, his hip automatically responding to the touch, wanting more than what was offered. "Because I'm afraid that I'll have to tear it off."

"Do it then."

"You sure?" he asked, swiftly turning her around to face him. "You're not going to regret it?"

"It's uncomfortable anyway." Her hands wandered to his waist, then moved to the back, pressing softly against the dips of his hips.

Without saying another word, Jungkook's hands went up to her chest, fondling the flesh for a moment before his fingers curled around the fabric, and in one quick move, both his hands pulled the dress roughly, tearing it into two. He exhaled heavily upon the sight of her bare top, swallowing hard as he stared at her, his tongue licking his lips.

"Fuck, you're so fucking hot."

"You said you were going to strip me down in one second," she put her hands on her waist, "but it took you more than that."

"Fuck that." He pulled down his boxers and tossed it away. "I'm no superhuman."

Chaeyoung slipped a finger into the waistband of her panties, pulled it and released it so it snapped back to her skin lightly. "And, you're not done yet."

"I'm sorry, baby," he pulled her by the waist and nibbled on her neck lightly. "Let me make it up to you." He held her waist firmly, lifted her and immediately wrapped an arm around her tiny waist, his other arm holding her thigh. Her thighs pressed against his waist and he put her down on the mattress. Deftly and swiftly, he yanked the panties off of her, tossing it far away to the back. "There, you're free of anything."

Chaeyoung chuckled, pulling him by the shoulders and encircled his neck with her arms. Jungkook gladly lowered his body, his arms propped on the mattress on either side of her head as he kissed her lips passionately before she granted access to play with her tongue. Their wet muscles flicked and glided against each other softly before her teeth started to bite on his lips.

The feeling of her bare chest pressing against his made him feel weak yet strong at the same time, if that even made sense. Every single touch she gifted him weakened his soul yet it awakened the beast in him all the same.

He pulled away and breathed against her face. He leaned down a bit to swipe his tongue over her glossy lips and with furrowed brows, he murmured against her beautiful plump lips, "Do you know how hot you make me feel?" He left kisses on the soft skin under her jaw.

Her nails grazed along the skin of his chest, tongue darting out to lightly stroke his lips and Jungkook pressed his lips roughly against hers. "Do you have any idea how badly I want you?" he asked with her lip in between his teeth before sucking it.

His manhood made contact with her entrance and Jungkook ran out of oxygen at the way she bit her lower lip, eyes lowered to peek at their privates. Her hands gripped on his shoulder and without any warning, she violently shoved his shoulders and flipped their positions. Now on top of him, Chaeyoung sat on his washboard abdomen, breathing heavily.

Each of his hands landed on her thighs, running them up and down the silky smooth skin of hers and the moment Jungkook gripped on her hips, she started to roll her hips, her center rubbing against his stomach and he tipped his head back, pushing it against the pillow with his eyes closed for a second.

"Jungkook..." she moaned and chewed on the flesh of her lip, the movement she was making was getting quicker and he could feel the warmness of her essence on his skin. "Oh my god, Jungkook..."

"Yes, baby." The sight of her rolling her hips against his stomach, her fingers pushing her hair to the back whenever it covered her face, her bare chest rose and fell heavily caused his cock to throb behind her and if he didn't get inside of her any sooner, his cock and his brain would probably explode just like that. "Fuck, you're so wet."

"Jungkook... Holy sh... Jungkook, I'm going to come..."

"No," he grumbled. "No you can't fucking come yet." He quickly sat up, almost causing her to fall off of him but both his arms were quick to hold her so she was now sitting on his lap.

Chaeyoung placed her arms on his shoulder, her forehead rested on his and Jungkook took the moment to capture her lips, one hand running up and down her spine before he flipped their positions back, making her lay flat on her back. She breathed heavily, one of her hands slowly moved downwards to her center and the other lightly slapped his chest. "I was about to come," she whined.

Jungkook immediately took her hand away from rubbing against her wet core, pinning it next to her head. "You can't do that," he said, nipping at her collarbone and palming one of her breasts.

"Why can't I? The deal was that we can't have sex for seven days, and even if we do before one week is over, I can come while you can't," she reminded him.

"I want you to come because of me."

"That would be because of you too," she argued. "I was rubbing myself on top of you."

"Basically, yeah, but I want you to come when I am inside of you," he growled into her ear.

When he lifted his head to look at her, she was smirking. "Make me," she said.

Jungkook stared down at her for long seconds, all of a sudden wondering how many lucky stars he did actually own for him to be this lucky. This side of her was only for him to witness. "Have I ever told you that I'm so fucking in love with you?"

She curled her lips inward and he could see the blush on her pale cheeks. A soft smile that turned playful formed on her lips. "Today? No, you haven't."

He laughed and let a warm smile decorate his face. He dipped down to claim her lips in a soft yet sensual kiss. "I love you," he said softly soon after pulling away, breaking the kiss. He made sure he looked straight into her eyes when he said it, and it had always been that way since the first time he ever said it to her. "You're evil but I love you."

She burst into a fit of giggles before it slowly trailed off, her fingers slowly and gently slid into his silky hair while the other hand cupped his cheek. "Prove it."

Jungkook knew how she wanted him to prove his undying love for her but he liked it when she said it herself. Shifting his weight onto one forearm while his hand slid to her shoulder down to cupping her breast for a second before it slid down to the curve of her waist and let it stay there, thumb caressing the soft skin of hers, he asked, "How do you want me to prove?" He leaned down to peck on her lips once.

"You know how," she said, almost sounding like a whisper.

"I want you to tell me."

Chaeyoung pulled him by the neck and kissed him hard. "Make love to me. I want you to make love to me," she whispered against his lips.

He pulled back to get a full view of her gorgeous face, eyes gazing intently into hers.

"Make love to me now before I change my mind," she teased but there was some seriousness in her eyes when she said it.

Taking in a deep breath, Jungkook finally slid home. She arched her back, her front pressed against him as he gave her one desperate, deep stroke. He closed his eyes with a slow groan escaping his mouth, burying his face into the crook of her neck as she did quite the same. Her arms were trapping him as he pumped into her faster once in a while. Sometimes he stroked her very slowly as though the time slowed down, sometimes he pushed in quick, jerking her body upwards and causing the bed to creak.

Chaeyoung's nails dug into Jungkook's back as he sucked on her shoulder hard before he shifted to give open-mouthed kisses along her throat. His hands then pinned hers, trapping her wrists onto the mattress beneath them. Lacing their fingers together, he pushed deeper while his mouth dominated hers in a gentle way.

He let her hands go, changing his hands' positions to dip into the bed on either side of her body. "Look at me, baby," he told her softly and she did. Her breathing was heavy and her forehead was sweaty. She placed both her palms onto his chest, spreading her legs wider to better accommodate him in between her legs. Their eyes locked for seconds before Jungkook started to move again, sliding in slowly and that slow stroke made her moan even louder and sexier.

"Jungkook..." she moaned his name repeatedly, eyes tightly shut as her fingers now went to his hair, knotting them.

He leaned down to capture her lips, giving her an unhurried kiss as he kept his strokes slow and gentle, sliding in and out of her. Soon, her breathing became ragged, her body arched desperately to meet his and he finally pressed his body fully against hers, their skins were hot and wet. As Jungkook pressed his forehead against hers, slowly speeding up because he knew she was close, Chaeyoung held onto his neck tightly, sharp breaths came out unevenly and she was gritting her teeth, probably trying to hold back from screaming while their bodies moved in a special rhythm while they were on their way to reach their high.

Jungkook himself was close as he gripped the sheet underneath her while his hips moved quicker than he realized, uncontrollable. When he gave one, long and deep push, she finally cried out his name, her teeth digging into the flesh of his shoulder softly but enough to leave a mark there. Her body shuddered underneath him as he continued stroking her, her moans became an endless music in his ears as he was trying to reach his climax and after one final push, he exhaled heavily on top of her, his own body shuddered as he shot out his seeds.

"Chaeyoung..." he moaned into her ear as his body started to relax above her. "Oh my god, baby..." he breathed, pushing his face into the side of her neck and murmured against it. "That was beyond wonderful," he said in a muffled voice.

He rolled away from her and lay on her side, gathering her into his arms and the way she fit perfectly into his arms pulled out a satisfied sigh from him. He kissed her temple lovingly for more than three times and she giggled at that. Chaeyoung lifted her head that was rested on his shoulder for a moment to plant a kiss on his chest before she smiled at him.

Jungkook brushed away the hair that was trying to cover her beautiful face from his view and cupped her head, his finger stroking her skin softly. "Aren't you the most beautiful person alive, Chaeyoung?"

She leaned into his hand and closed her eyes briefly. She dropped her head then, trailing kisses along the planes of his chest and Jungkook sighed softly.

"God, look at you. Trying to kill me for the billionth time today," he chuckled lightly, his fingers lost in her locks, lightly massaging her head and at the same time encouraging her to press more kisses onto his body. "Do you know how torturous it was when I have to get into the shower every single time you turned me on?"

She pouted as she tucked her chin on his chest. "It's your fault. If you didn't busy yourself trying to act as though we never have sex and we're not having sex every single time Taehyung or Jimin called you, I wouldn't have made that deal."

"Aw..." he cooed at her, the back of his finger lightly bumped against the tip of her nose and she swatted his hand away.

"You didn't even bother to let me finish, every single time," she complained. "All you care was for you to finish before answering their calls and then," she stopped, sitting up and tried to imitate him. "Oh hey, Jimin! Yeah! Of course I'm free! You know me, Jimin, I never say no to food. I'll be there before you know it!" She crossed her arms over her chest with her pouty lips, looking away. "Or!" She cleared her throat and began her imitation again. "Hey, Tae! Are you kidding me? Why would I say no to playing games?! I'll be there in a second!"

Jungkook laughed heartily at those imitations, which he received a deep glare for it. "God, what did I ever do to get such a cute girlfriend like you?" He propped himself on the mattress with one elbow. His other hand took hers and he gently squeezed it with a smile. "I'm sorry. I know I'm a coward. But trust me, baby, your brother will kill me if he knows that we slept together, millions of times. Hell, he will kill me if he knows that you're no longer living with your friends but have moved in here with me for a couple of months already. You don't want to see your boyfriend's lifeless body in a casket, do you?"

"Watch your fucking mouth, Jungkook," she said with a stern voice, punching his chest.

"When you look at me in the casket, you won't be able to look into my eyes anymore because my eyes are closed forever," he continued, ignoring her glare.

"Shut up," she pushed his face away as though she was slapping him.

Jungkook chuckled softly. "When I get lowered to the ground, that's it. That's the –"

"Shut up, I said shut up. How many times do I have to tell you that I hate talks like that?!" she shoved his shoulder roughly.

"But don't worry, even if you can't see me, trust me, I'll always be by –"

She crashed their lips together, throwing her arms around his neck and Jungkook collapsed back onto the mattress when he used both arms to cage her body in. He ran his palm along her spine then down to the curve of her ass, lingered there before he squeezed it.

"If you intend to leave me, you shouldn't have started a relationship with me, you dick," she whined cutely, causing Jungkook to laugh.

"I was joking, babe. Relax."

"You can choose other things to joke about, not things that will involve leaving me," she said, pressing her body to him.

He hushed her with soft pecks all over her face, the smile never leaving his face. She then lay on top of him with her thighs pressing against his side. Jungkook's fingers tracing imaginary lines on her back while the other hand was busying itself on stroking her beautiful long black hair that was splayed from his shoulder to the mattress.

"I'm not a high school student," she said after a long silence. "I'm no longer a child. So Jimin shouldn't worry about me sleeping with my boyfriend. If he can do so with his girlfriend, then I can do so with my boyfriend."

Jungkook let a small smile pull on his face. "I'm sure him being protective over you is because he doesn't want you to waste your everything on someone who doesn't worth it. And my being his friend, of course it's going to appear weird and awkward for him to know that his best friend is screwing up his sister."

She lifted up her head to look at him with a scowl. "You're not screwing me up. We are in a relationship. Unless..." she narrowed her eyes at him.

He rolled his eyes as a response. "Don't get any stupid ideas about me not being serious with you. You're so annoying and evil at times, but I can't imagine my life without you because I'm so in love with you that it's so fucking scary to think of you not being mine."

"Well, if that's the case, then why is it illegal for us to have our quality time together while it's totally fine for him? That's very unfair."

"It's not illegal. It's just...it's going to take time for him to finally accept that his baby sister is all grown up and that she's not an innocent girl like how he always thinks she is. She probably has a dirtier mind than his and that will surprise him to death if you're going to shove the information all at once."

"So what about Taehyung? Why are you keeping secrets from him too?" she questioned.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" he snorted. "Haven't you seen your brother with him? They're like twins! Sometimes when the three of us go out together, I feel like an outcast. If he knows, there's a higher chance that he will tell Jimin and I'm not about to risk my life and your life if Jimin knows about what we've been doing behind his backs. All Jimin knows is that we're an innocent couple and that image of us has been embedded into his mind in like forever."

"Ugh," she groaned. "Jimin sucks!"

"But..." he cleared his throat, chuckling softly. "Taehyung already knows. He caught me dirty talking to you in the toilet. But I'm not sure if he told Jimin about it. I don't think so, since Jimin hasn't mentioned or asked anything suspicious yet."

Right after he said it, his phone rang somewhere in the living room and he tried to get up but she pushed him back to the mattress. "Don't you dare," she warned.

"I have to get it," he chuckled.

Chaeyoung sent her a deep glare. "Seriously? After what we talked about, you're seriously going to get that?"

"Babe –"

"How does 'No sex for two weeks' sound to you?" She sat up, straddling him with her arms crossed over her bare chest.

His phone stopped ringing but she was still glaring at him. Jungkook's smile widened on his face as he watched her sulking and threatening him again. "Hey, this time's different. I didn't leave you hanging. The call came after we had sex, not while we're having sex."

Chaeyoung said exactly nothing for long moments, her glare still fixed on him and it didn't seem like it was going to end especially when his phone's ringtone reverberated in the air again, breaking the silence. Jungkook tucked her hair to behind her ear as he tried to hold his smile. "Baby, can I answer the phone?"

She blew her front hair and rolled her eyes. "Fine. If it's any of those two, make sure it's short. Because I'm not done with you."

He smirked. "There are more that you want to say to me or there's a lot you want to do to me?"

"The latter." She pushed herself off him, sitting on the other side of the bed. "You broke the deal. You failed. You gotta be punished."

"And I wonder what my punishment will be," he grinned at her as he slid off the bed.

"You said you'll let me choose if I want us to make love or fuck. We did the first. And how about doing the second option...as a punishment?" She gave a playful grin at him.

Jungkook stood at the doorway, his tongue spontaneously made an appearance, sliding across his lips to wet them before he bit the bottom one and slowly turned around. Swallowing hard, he tried his best to control himself from lunging at her. "Is that even a punishment? That's more like a fucking blessing."

"Then be quick."

"Yes, ma'am," he chuckled, already imagining what they would be doing. He rushed as he looked for his phone which was in the pocket of his jeans, splayed on the floor just in front of the main door.

As soon as he retrieved it, he ran towards the bedroom while glancing at the screen. It was Jimin. For the first time, maybe, Jungkook would have to ignore Jimin's invitation to a nice restaurant the latter and another friend of theirs, Seokjin had found. He plopped himself on the bed next to Chaeyoung who was lying on her side, her elbow propped on the mattress while her head rested on her hand.

"Who's that?" she asked.

"Your brother," he answered and slid his thumb to answer the call. "What's up, man?"

"Hey, has Chaeyoung contacted you?" Jimin asked in a rush.

"Uh..." he glanced at his girlfriend who was watching him with her hand softly caressing his chest. "What's wrong?"

He heard Jimin sighed heavily on the other line. "I called her today but she didn't answer. Chaeyoung never ignored her calls! I'm even more worried that when I went to her house, only her friends are there. All her belongings are gone. And when I asked her friends, they said they don't know where she went."

"So you think that –"

"What if she runs away?"

"But for what –" Jungkook paused and his breath stuck in his throat when Chaeyoung suddenly wrapped her fingers around his member. He widened his eyes as a warning to her, but she just smiled and winked at him. Whenever she did something like this, he couldn't hold the warning in his eyes. His eyes immediately drooped and his teeth bit on his lip when she stroked him.

"'For what' what?" Jimin asked.

"What?" he breathed and cleared his throat. "Uh, I mean, for what reason would she run away?"

Chaeyoung suddenly let his cock go and he wanted to pull her hand again back to it to give it more strokes but he thought it'd be the best or else he'd be moaning to the phone. She stood on the bed, looking down at him and Jungkook furrowed his brows when she suddenly made the bed bounce.

"I don't know. It's just... the other day, she said she wants to move in with me and I love that idea but then she kinda asked me if it was possible to have you living with us because my girlfriend's staying as well and I said no. And she seemed to be upset about it."

"She...what?"

"She wants you to move in with her. I know that I shouldn't get any ideas that you and her will be... you know. If you were to stay with us, you can be my roommate and she can room with my girl so that problem's settled. But, I don't know, man. I just... you know that I also need some quality time with my girl. I don't want Chaeyoung to overhear us doing stuff at night, if you know what I mean," Jimin chuckled briefly. "And I don't want her to think that because of that, she can also do it with you. Yeah, she's not a teenager but I don't know, I just feel like she'd too young for that. She's my baby sister and she'll forever be a kid to me."

"Dude, she's only two years younger than you," Jungkook said calmly while he raked his brain why Chaeyoung was bouncing the bed underneath her.

"Yeah, I know. She's an adult and she can do whatever she wants. I can't control her life and–"

Chaeyoung dropped herself on the bed and crawled towards Jungkook. She moved her head close to where the phone was and softly said, "Baby..."

He panicked and quickly coughed out loud while she stood up again to bounce, and this time it was an extreme bounce. The bed creaked so much that Jungkook thought they'd have no bed by tomorrow.

"Was that Chaeyoung?" Jimin asked and the change in his tone made Jungkook's heart beat erratically. His girlfriend was insane.

"Oh god, Jungkook," Chaeyoung moaned out loud, "Harder!"

Jungkook's eyes widened again at his girlfriend and he immediately placed a hand over the phone to cover it. "What are you doing?!" he hissed.

He could hear Jimin's voice loud on the phone but he couldn't hear what he said. Jungkook grabbed Chaeyoung's leg and sat up on the bed as he pushed the phone against the pillow. "Are you crazy?!" he whisper yelled.

She grinned and stepped towards him. She stood above him with either foot on each side of his body and she was looking down at him, her eyes were like a predator's. "I said to make it short."

"Jimin's looking for you."

"Let's deal with that later. End the call before I do."

"Alright, alright," Jungkook said quickly, putting a hand with his palm facing her. "Just don't do anything crazy yet." At this point, he couldn't decide whether ignoring her or ignoring Jimin would do him any good.

When he placed the phone back to his ear, all he could hear was Jimin yelling at him.

" –to fucking kill you, Jeon Jungkook! I'm going to fucking kill you myself! How fucking dare of you! I never allowed you to fucking touch my sister like that! You're a fucking dead meat once I see you."

Chaeyoung had already moved to have his head between her legs and he was staring right at her beautiful womanhood. He swallowed hard, unable to think of anything else but tasting her. He was about to say something, anything, to hopefully explain or maybe just tell Jimin that he and Chaeyoung would talk about it soon but when Chaeyoung lowered herself slowly to sit on his face, Jungkook's hand went up her thigh to pull her down because he just couldn't wait. And at that moment, he didn't think any talking was necessary for the time being because even if he did, Jimin wouldn't have changed his mind about murdering him.

His tongue darted out even before she met his face and once she did, Jungkook ended the call and tossed his phone away to hold her with both hands. He swirled his tongue around her folds, lapping the juices and sucking the sensitive bud. His ears were definitely blessed with every single bit of her moan as he let his tongue have its way with her center.

Jungkook liked the sound of his name but he found it more beautiful and loved it even more when she moaned his name, short or long, quiet or loud. He held her thighs with his strong hands when her body shook the moment he plunged his tongue in and gave the bud a deep suck. "Oh fu... Jungkook...Jungkook... Yes baby, right there. Don't stop."

He felt her hand sliding through his hair, tugging on it as she moaned even louder, her hip started to roll and Jungkook himself felt his hardened cock throbbing. His strong arms locked her thighs and he went up to sit, his legs spreading to make way for her body to collapse onto the mattress and when she did, he didn't stop just yet to lick her already wet center. Her legs hooked around his shoulder as he buried his face even more in between her legs, her nails scratching the skin of his thighs.

His name came out in a loud yell when she came and Jungkook immediately positioned himself so that his erect member could enter her. He slid in easily, and what started with only a slow rhythm suddenly changed into a fast-paced one, sounds of skin slapping, heavy breathings, loud moans and groans and Jungkook was sure that tomorrow morning, he'd start to listen people talking about how loud his house was at night.

They switched positions with Chaeyoung on top of him. As she lowered herself on him, she held onto his hands for support as she sat up, slamming herself onto him and moving faster and Jungkook could only curse at how good that felt as the heat exploded deliciously within his system. When he felt he was nearing and that she was too at how her walls were tightening around him, Jungkook sat up and looped an arm around her waist holding her against him, assaulted her mouth with a hungry kiss as he finished himself inside of her.

Chaeyoung leaned herself against him and rested her head on his shoulder. They were both panting so hard. He gently held her while he moved backwards to rest his back against the headboard. Both of them stayed silent, busy trying to catch breaths.

He kissed her shoulder softly and smiled against her skin before a chuckle escaped him. "That was the best punishment I've ever gotten in my whole life, babe."

She laughed softly and her breaths softly stroked his sweaty skin. "Oh, I love you, Jungkook."

Jungkook lifted Chaeyoung's head from his shoulder, cupping her cheek and warmly smiled. "I love you, too, Park Chaeyoung." They kissed briefly before he murmured against her lips. "I think Jimin is on his way here. And we'll both be dead."

"Are you still worried about that?" she asked, leaning back with a curious eyebrow lifted.

With a smile, Jungkook used his sincerity when he answered, "Honestly? Not anymore."