A/N - happy belated halloween babies. This chapter contains mature content. Just an FYI, I wrote most of this chapter when I was drunk again so reader might do some shit u might not be down with its all consensual ofc and jk wants it to happen so dont come for me and for those reading and supporting this story all this time, thank you so much. you have a special place in my heart. i wish you nothing but happiness and love. muah xoxo

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Jungkook's arms were wrapped tight around your waist, barely giving you room to breathe. His teeth dragging over the skin along your neck as you swayed with him. You couldn't believe he watched you dance with his band members and now he was behind you, pressing his erection into your ass and making you grind on him while they still had their hands on you. "Switch with me, V." Jimin mumbled and moved away, allowing Taehyung to take his place in front of you. 

You glanced at Jimin and he winked at you, "I'll go get you a drink, Y/N." He smiled and quickly disappeared through the crowd. You almost whined, not wanting him to leave because you were afraid Jungkook would snap at Taehyung who was moving in on you like a lion trapping his prey.

God, they were so hot. This was going to be deadly... was it?

You thought Jungkook would chase Taehyung away or even cause a scene but he didn't. He didn't! He only backed up a bit and pressed himself into a secluded corner of the club, resting against a wall as your own back pressed to his chest. You tipped your head back, laying it along Jungkook's swole chest, your hips moving to the music like they don't lie.

Taehyung was towering over you now, hands gliding up your sides as he smiled down at you with a grin so full of lust it made you feel like a sinner. His piercing brown eyes then flickered his gaze to Jungkook. The younger looked at his Hyung, a light smirk along his lips, nodding once to the elder. Just like the good old days, huh?  Jungkook thought to himself. The two shared a knowing look with eachother before the DJ changed the music, turning it to a slower beat.

So... he was okay with this? Hm. Alrighty then.

You backed yourself up against Jungkook more, vibing along to the beat of the song playing while his eyes were trained on your ass as you danced on him. His hands resting on your hips from behind, fingers digging into the material of your dress along your waist, "That's my girl." He praised, head tilting back as he watched your ass with lidded eyes, "God, I love to watch you dance on me." He mumbled, one hand gliding over your ass, resting along your lower back as he chewed over his lower lip.

You smiled, glancing over your shoulder at him and tilting your head back, eyes fixated on his cherry-colored lips. Jungkook instantly leaned forward, pressing a kiss to your lips before pulling back, glancing up at Taehyung with a smirk, "Looks like V wants a little attention, babe." Jungkook nodded with a smile, running his hands over your sides, "Don't be shy, honey." He hummed softly, strong arms slithering back around your waist, giving you a gentle squeeze.

Jimin found you three after a long while, a grin along his lips as he walked over to you sandwiched between Jungkook and Taehyung, "Oh wow, Y/N. You look so sexy right now." Jimin mumbled, a glass in each hand with what looked to be prosecco but you couldn't actually tell anymore. Every drink looked the same. He handed you the glass and you took it, taking a long drink. Yup, prosecco. You hummed in delight at the taste, taking another gulp before handing it behind you to Jungkook. You couldn't finish it even if you wanted to. You knew your limits and if you had anymore alcohol, you'd be puking all over the club.

Jungkook grinned, taking the glass and downing the rest of the drink, placing it behind him and moving away from you, "I want to watch you both with her... Jimin Hyung, you can take my spot." He declared, leaning against the wall across from you and Taehyung.

Jimin gulped his drink in one shot almost immediately at Jungkook's request, setting his glass aside and wiping his lips with the back of his hand. His eyes trailed over you for a moment then he grinned. He didn't hesitate to take Jungkook's place and you didn't object either.

What the FUCKING hell, Y/N? Your brain yelled at you but you were so intoxicated, it didn't matter. Nothing mattered.

There was a very obvious and heavy sexual attraction between the four of you and Jungkook was allowing it to happen. Just this once. He had thought about it since the first time you danced with Jimin. And now, the temptation to push the limits was stronger than ever.

Let's be clear... You didn't feel any emotional attraction to Jimin or Taehyung. They were attractive, yes. YES. Too fucking attractive. You couldn't believe how handsome they were. Being up close and personal with them gave you the chance to study their faces and damn, you felt blessed.

Buuuuut... being the challenge seeker you were, you wanted to see how far Jungkook would let this go.

Moving a bit to allow Jimin to wrap his arms around you from behind. You shivered once he touched you. He was cold, his fingertips feeling like ice through your dress. "Shit, Jimin you're freezing." You whispered, glancing back at him. He gave you a mischievous grin as he spoke, "I went outside for a smoke." He nodded, biting over his plump lower lip then giving you a sinful smile, "Why don't you warm me up, Y/N?" Jimin grinned and your eyes flashed to Jungkook who just simply smiled at you, arms crossing over his broad chest as he watched you,

"You heard him, honey."

Jesus, what's got into him. Why was he being so calm? Wait— fuck. He's drunk. And high.

That's why.

Taehyung's hand was rested over the wall above your head, "Hey. What about me?" He mumbled, his deep, velvet laced voice reeling you in and snapping you out of your thoughts. You actually forgot he was there. He was so quiet and observant most of the time. Blending in with the dark lights of the club. Silent and waiting for his moment to pounce. Like a hunter hovering over their prey. His freehand cupped your chin as he leaned in closer to you with a smile. Your eyes flickered to the black beaded bracelet around his wrist then landed on the black button up shirt he was wearing, eyes trailing over the tanned colored skin peeking out at you from under his shirt. You never paid attention to Taehyung until this very moment. And now that he was in front of you, he made you feel overwhelmed from how insanely gorgeous he was.

Your breath hitched in your throat, feeling the bass of the music vibrate through your chest. Reminding you that you were out in public. You almost forgot you all were at the club.

You inhaled quickly, the smell of Taehyung's sweet scent hitting you like a truck. He smelled so good. Like lavender and flowers. His forehead pressed against yours, breath minty from the gum he was chewing. "You're so pretty, Y/N. Our Jungkook is so lucky." Taehyung smiled at you. A gorgeous grin along his lips. His teeth were so white you could have thought he had veneers. His lips were just as pink as Jungkook's too. Did they share lip balms too? Lord, they took really good care of themselves. The fluffy, curly hair covering over his eyes making him look like the sweetest teddy bear on Earth and not this sinful creature that's probably about to eat you alive.

Your eyes found Jungkook's, unsure of what to do or what he wanted you to do. He was leaned against the wall, adorable bunny teeth dragging over his lower lip before he mumbled,

"Kiss him."

I mean, if you say so. Don't have to ask me twice. You thought to yourself.

You let Taehyung invade your space, eyes heavy as you finally let him press his lips against yours. He kissed you slow. Almost hesitating but once you allowed him, he didn't stop. Plush lips pressing against yours harder, a soft groan escaping his mouth.

You saw Jungkook shift on his feet from the side of your vision and you blushed. He watched the two of you, his smirk never faltering. You wanted to collapse. Feeling your knees buckle under you. Your eyes closed, reaching up and gripping onto the bracelet around his wrist. You didn't kiss Taehyung back right away, taking a second to register what was happening. He didn't give you a chance to kiss him back either, lips starting to move against yours instantly.

You felt Jimin's arms wrap around you tighter, trailing down the front of your dress, fingers circling around your tummy. You almost forgot you were pressed against Jimin too. Fucking hell. His body was slender but still felt hard as a wall that you didn't remember he was holding onto you. Jimin was patient for a bit, just enjoying the way your ass and body fit against him but the second Taehyung kissed you, he felt the lust he had growing for you accelerate.

He wanted attention too.

They were always competing with each other and you were struggling to keep up with them.

You almost whimpered against Taehyung's lips and then you found yourself kissing him back carefully. He was aggressive. Definitely a taker. Not gentle and passionate like Jungkook. It wasn't bad at all. His lips tasted cool and minty. Breath like peppermint with a touch of bourbon hidden in it. Taehyung smiled proudly against your lips once you started to kiss him back, tilting his head a bit but not letting the kiss deepen, pressing you back into Jimin's chest before he was pulling away, wiping the corner of his lips,

"Hyung, you gotta taste her. She's as sweet as candy." He mumbled to Jimin and the elder didn't hesitate, almost eagerly moving away from behind you.

"Come here, gorgeous." Taehyung mumbled, switching spots with Jimin. He tugged you against his chest. Hands gripping over your hips, thumbs rubbing over waist, enjoying the feel of your silk dress against his fingers. Your dress hiked up as Taehyung pressed you against him and you fumbled as you reached down to pull it over you, "Leave it." Taehyung commanded and you felt your entire existence go ablaze from the sound of his voice. You let him move you, your thoughts too cloudy and too overcome with lust to function properly.

This is the show they wanted Jungkook to really watch, huh?

Jimin was finally in front of you and you couldn't lie, the thought of kissing him crossed your mind just one time. It was the time you found out about Jungkook being a singer when you were distraught and sitting in the park with Jimin. Ever since that moment of vulnerability, you never thought about it. Until now. Now the burning temptation and curiosity was overwhelming. Your hands instantly went to Jimin's chest and almost as if he had been waiting for this moment forever, his lips were pressing against yours. You tensed up a bit, fingers curling into the thin material of his shirt as he kissed you. His lips were soft and he kissed you carefully as if he was afraid to hurt you. You could taste the cigarette he just smoked off his mouth but you didn't care. If anything, it made the desire to make something more happen increase tenfold. You kissed Jimin back, allowing your lips to move together slowly before you gently pushed him away. You voice slurring as you mumbled,

"I want Jungkook."

Even though you were beyond wasted, breathing heavily and feeling heat pooling within your stomach. You wanted him. And even though you just kissed two of Jungkook's best friends, you still couldn't stop thinking about Jungkook. Both Jimin and Taehyung were amazing kissers, yeah. But you didn't feel a single spark or ounce of desire to have them the way you wanted Jungkook. All you thought about while they kissed and touched you was having Jungkook's hands and mouth all over you.

It didn't take long for Jungkook snap out of his trance and grab your wrist to yank you away from his band members and off the dance floor. "That's enough, Hyung's. Thanks, I had fun." He smirked and turned away with you, tugging you away from the two with an intoxicated chuckle. 

His mind was hazed. 

You both had danced together for a while before this. His crotch pressing into your ass and pinning you against any corner of the club he could find. Thinking of all the ways he could fuck you in this exact club without getting caught. But then the idea of having his Hyung's join in popped into his head and he went with it. He didn't even remember when he decided to let his Hyung's dance with you but soon enough, the desire to watch them kiss you and even fuck you overwhelmed him.

"You want me?" Jungkook mumbled to you once he had you away from the crowd, pressing you into a wall as he gazed down at you.

"Yes." You whispered when you looked up at him, grabbing onto his arms, "Just you."

Jimin and Taehyung had long disappeared, catching the hint that Jungkook was no longer willing to share you with them anymore.

It was just the two of you. How it should be. How it'll always be.

"I'll let you have me, baby." Jungkook mumbled, hands cupping your cheeks and looking over you, making sure you were okay before he spoke, "Let's get the fuck out of here."

"Yes, please."

Jungkook chuckled, tongue in cheek as he looked at you for a moment. You had teased him to the point where he felt he would lose his mind if he kept this game up any longer. He was in agony. Dying to get a taste of you and so, with his phone pressed to his ear, he had his driver on the line, arranging for them to pick the two of you up.

"Driver will be here in 15 minutes." Jungkook mumbled to you, pulling you with him in the opposite direction of the exit, "But before that... I have something I want to show you." Jungkook mumbled, fingers lacing with yours as he tugged you along with him.

"Wait, where are we going? The... the exit is that way." You struggled to keep up with Jungkook's long strides, stumbling over your feet. You clutched onto his arm, face burning with heat from your own intoxication.

Jungkook simply looked over his shoulder at you and smiled, tugging you through the bathroom doors with him. You started to laugh once he walked through the doors of the women's washroom, catching his vibe and feeling yourself start to become heated, "Kookie... W-What did you want to show me?" You mumbled, following him inside of the washroom. It smelled like peaches in here. It was clean and definitely not like the dingy bathrooms at the bars back home where you were afraid to let someone fuck you in. You realized this was your first thought about home.

Damn, you really didn't miss your city at all, did you?

Jungkook caught you off guard, pulling you back to reality from the smooth tone of his voice. You couldn't believe he was actually following through with this. You were under the impression that he was joking around earlier. But again, Jungkook never ceased to amaze you. He always did spontaneous things. Surprising you and sweeping you off your feet with everything he did.

"I want to show you how fast I could make you cum." Jungkook growled, pushing you into a stall and slamming the door locked behind him. He had you pressed into the wall in no time, hiking your leg up and wrapping it around his waist as he pressed against you. You could smell the woodsy scent of his cologne mixed with the tequila off his breath. It made the heat between your thighs spread all the way to your toes. "I told you to meet me here but my brothers of course had to fucking interrupt." Jungkook chuckled, looking over you before hissing softly under his breath, "Fuck, you're so hot. I don't even know where to start."

You trembled under his touch, your head feeling like television static. You took a breath, letting him ogle you. You couldn't hide under his gaze like you always did. He had you trapped against the wall and to be honest, you didn't want to hide anymore. You loved the way he looked at you. Your hands went to his stomach, feeling over his abs through his shirt as you mumbled, "Start with getting my panties off." You giggled, fingers under his shirt, brushing along his skin, nails dragging along his abs. You bit back a moan, shaking your head to clear your thoughts. Fucking Christ, he was so manly. So strong and so fucking firm. He felt like a solid brick wall when he was pressed against you. Sure, Jimin and Taehyung had perfect bodies but they didn't feel like this.

Hmm... maybe Jungkook truly was your favorite. Sorry, Hobi. You might have to reconsider this now.

You hummed softly in appreciation when you felt Jungkook pressing up against you more. His body was hot, emanating heat and almost steaming, really. He had one hand under your jaw, grabbing you by the neck and pulling you closer to him, "Oh, I'll get those panties off. You know I will." He chuckled under his breath, looking down at your lips then into your eyes,
"You barely kissed me all night, princess. I've been dying to feel your pretty little mouth against mine." Jungkook breathed out, not wasting a second, his lips feverishly pressing against yours while his other hand raked over the exposed skin along your thigh that was wrapped around his waist.

"I didn't kiss you because you had me kissing your friends." You teased, eyelids fluttering as he leaned into you. You moaned the second his lips pressed against yours, feeling his pelvis pressing against yours, the bulge in his pants starting to harden as he fit himself between your thighs. You kissed him back desperately, clutching tight onto his shoulders and running your hands down to rest along his chest, clutching onto the silver chained necklace around his neck, pulling his face closer to you.

Jungkook bit down onto your lower lip, dragging it back between his teeth. Your lips parted and you moaned softly into his mouth at the sting of him biting over your lip. He used that opportunity to push his tongue between your lips. You whimpered when you felt his tongue brush against yours, tasting the alcohol and weed on it as your tongues swirled together. You shifted and could feel how soaked you were, causing your face to flush, "Please, Koo." You whimpered, "Give me something. Anything." Your hands were now buried in his hair, nails raking gently over his scalp, grabbing a fistful of the locks of his hair in your hands and tugging on it lightly.

Jungkook groaned against your lips, hands roaming over your body slowly, taking the time to appreciate how perfect you felt in his arms. One hand trailing from your thigh up to your side then to your chest, squeezing over your breast through your dress. The other hand moving from around your neck to the hem of your dress, pulling it up a bit.

"Fuck." He had to force himself away from your mouth and your head lulled back against the wall, giving him access to your neck. He pressed his face against your skin, licking over a soft spot along your neck. Hiking your dress up further. He grunted against you, pulling his head back to look at you,

"We only have 10 minutes, honey."

"You could make me come in less than that, Jungkook." You breathed out and Jungkook chuckled darkly,

"I'm sure I can. Let's see." He smiled at you like the devil he was, pulling away from you and kneeling down to the tiled floor of the washroom as he pushed your leg up and over his shoulder, "Baby, you're soaked." Jungkook laughed, peeking up at you, "Oh wow, look at that. Daddy's Girl. How fitting." He chuckled as he read the writing on your panties, lips dragging over your inner thigh.

The heat from his breath on your skin made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up and goosebumps line your skin. You clutched onto the ledge of the door, holding yourself up with every force your drunk self could muster. You glanced down at Jungkook, biting over your lower lip, "Well, you got these panties for me. I only wear them for you." You hummed quietly as you watched him tease you. You whimpered out and shifted a bit, keeping your leg draped over his shoulder, silently begging for some more contact, "Please."

"Relax, baby. You're so impatient." Jungkook smiled up at you as if he could read your thoughts, leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss to the front of your panties, tongue darting out and licking over the wet spot that had already began to form from how turned on you were. You mewled out softly, gasping softly as he licked over the front of your panties, feeling your head spin as you tilted your head, "And don't think I'm so wet because of your friends. It was all because of you." You moaned at the feeling, eyes closing for a second until you felt him pulling your panties to the side.

Finally.

"All because of me, huh? Why is that?" Jungkook had your panties tugged to the side in seconds, inhaling sharply as he took in the sight of you. He shook his head, licking over his lips and wetting them. He appreciated the view he had for a moment, finally mumbling, "Fuck, you're gorgeous." He glanced up at you and grinned, keeping his eyes on you as he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to your inner thigh that was resting over his shoulder.

"Hmp- B-Because all I could think about was you." You moaned out, hands reaching down to grab his hair as you tried to inch him closer, "Ugh. Please, J.K... you're killing me." You were panting for air, chest heaving and pushing at his head, trying to get some sort of contact on your throbbing core. You closed your eyes, about to start begging again but instead a loud gasp escaped your lips when you felt his tongue press up against you, your body tensing up and jerking at the sudden contact but you soon relaxed, biting over your lower lip hard to control your moans. "Holy fucking shit." You mewled, dropping your head back against the wall of the washroom, "Oh my- fuck. Yes." You breathed, struggling to catch your breath. Gripping tighter onto his hair while your freehand flew to the ledge of the door again, knocking over a roll of toilet paper and some cleaning products in the process.

You couldn't give a flying fuck about shit falling over. The pleasure of his tongue gliding along all the spots you've been dying to have him touch made you see fiery golden emblems fluttering around your vision. Fireworks. They're called fireworks, Y/N. You moaned his name, eyes opening and glancing down at him, moving his hair away from over his eyes to get a better look at him. "Fuck, you're so hot." You moaned out, feeling your cheeks blush as you watched him.

Jungkook chuckled as you writhed against his tongue, reaching up and holding your thigh over his shoulder tightly, his other hand grasping over the top of your other leg. His tongue glided over your clit, sucking over it and letting out a loud, lewd moan at the taste of you. He let out a soft laugh when he heard you knocking things over above him. He let his tongue flicker over the bud of your clit, circling around it before he moaned again, glancing up at you when you pushed his hair back. He sucked over your clit, the sounds he was creating made you look away and he smirked, pulling his head back and muttering, "You taste so good, fuck." he licked over his lips, keeping a tight grip on your thigh around his shoulder when he felt it begin to shake. He reached up, sucking over his middle finger, taking a peek up at you as he let his finger probe over your entrance.

"Oh.." Your mouth dropped open, head tilting back against the wall when he sucked over your clit. You looked up at the ceiling before shutting your eyes, breath hitching in your throat once you felt his wonderful finger pressing up against you. You gazed back down at him, lips pressed tight together before exhaling, "Please... I'm so close. Please." You purred, trying to lift your hips in desperation but he had you held in place. His fingers around your thigh dug into your flesh and you knew you'd be seeing bruises there tomorrow. The thought excited you, making you only feel wetter. You imagined his fingerprints and bite marks on your skin and when his finger finally started to push into you, it shocked you. The sound of how wet you were when he pushed his digit inside of you made him moan. The sound of his moans only amplified your pleasure. Sending an electric shock of ecstasy up your spine. You let out a loud whimper, his finger stretching you apart before adding his ring finger into you quickly, burying them inside of you knuckle deep and making your vision blur from the feeling.

Jungkook looked up at you as he buried his fingers inside of you, admiring the way his digits coated with your wetness each time he pulled them out. The sight made him groan, feeling his erection throbbing in suffrage within his pants. He curled his fingers in you once more and your hands were in his hair again, legs trembling with the need to release. He pulled his fingers out of you and replaced them with his mouth again and you gasped sharply. You wanted to cry, the wave of heat within you creeping up on you and starting to burn in the pit of your stomach. "Jungkook..." The way you whimpered his name felt like it wasn't even your voice. You were so overcome with need that you didn't recognize yourself anymore.

With his face back to burying between your thighs, you could feel yourself about to come but couldn't find the words to tell him. Instead, you held the back of his head, burying your fingers into his perfectly straight hair, pressing him more against your throbbing clit, practically grinding over his face as you got closer and closer to the end. He swirled his tongue over your clit, dipping his head down a bit and pushing his tongue into you, moaning low at how you tasted. He devoured you. Drinking you up as if you were a glass of cold water on a hot day. You mewled his name once more, trying to tell him you were on the edge and he pulled his tongue out of you. Attaching himself back to your clit. His tongue pressed flat against your clit, swirling and sucking around it one, two, three more times and then you were crying out his name above him. Your fingers going limp in the back of his hair, your head dropping backwards into the wall behind you. You shook as the pleasure possessed you, your legs tightening around his head and making you see silver specks of light in your vision. His tongue doesn't stop moving, lapping and rolling at your clit to help you ride through the feeling.

Your body finally came down from its high and you felt yourself almost slip down the wall. You struggled to keep yourself standing upright. Your leg around Jungkook's shoulder was almost wrapped around his head once you came to and you whimpered, letting your thigh fall off his shoulder. You forced yourself to stand up straight, shaky fingers fixing your panties. Your clit was so sensitive that you couldn't close your legs. Jungkook was on his knees in front of you, "How was that?" He smiled up at you, licking over his lower lip before wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Fucking amazing now shut up." You mumbled, pulling your dress down hastily. You felt more drunk now than ever and your head still spun. Jungkook rose from his knees with a deep chuckle, taking his phone out of his pocket and checking the time, "We still have 6 more minutes to go. If you bend over, I could fuck you right now." He chuckled, looking over at you.

Was he serious or was he joking? You couldn't tell. You were about to actually bend over for him to be honest.

"Shush. I can barely keep my legs together." You looked at him, feeling a blush of humiliation creep up onto your face as you looked at him. His hair that he took his time to style was a complete disaster, your nude lipstick smeared along his lips and cheek. His turtleneck was wrinkled, and a glorious looking tent was pitched in the front of his jeans. You didn't know what to say without sounding like a complete fiend so you chose silence.

"Let's really get the fuck outta here." Jungkook chuckled, taking your hand and unlocking the washroom stall. You fixed your hair as you walked out, catching a glance at your drunken appearance in the mirror, bursting out laughing at yourself. You still looked cute as fuck, that wasn't why you were laughing. The irony of the situation felt comedic. You both could have got caught but instead, you had the entire washroom to yourself. If time wasn't of essence, you could have made this washroom your bedroom.

Jungkook glanced over his shoulder at you when you laughed and he quirked an eyebrow, "What are you laughing at you drunk goof." He mumbled, tugging you out of the washroom. "Nothin'" You grinned at him. He weaved through the crowd and you spotted Jimin and Taehyung by the bar. You blushed insanely, trying to look away but you couldn't help but meet their gaze. Jungkook noticed the two of them and signalled that you both were heading out. You nodded your head at them and they both smiled, watching you both until you got to the coat check.

God, how are you going to face them the next time you see them? 

Once you had your jacket and purse, you fumbled with them, dropping your bag and bending to pick it up, then dropping your coat once you had your bag in your hands. Jungkook looked at you and laughed softly, shaking his head as he bent and grabbed your coat off the floor, "Give me this and you take that." He took your purse, pulling the strap over his head to wear as a side bag before he took your coat from you, sliding it over your shoulders, "One arm. Next arm. Jesus fuck, you're hammered." He mumbled with a snort, leaning down and buttoning your coat up and tugging you closer to him by the collar once he was finished, "Drunk but fucking breathtaking. How do you do it?"

You smiled at him in a daze as he dressed you, eyes barely opened as you giggled. "I dunno." You mumbled and he took your hand, tugging you outside. You groaned once you both exited the club, the cold air on your face waking you up almost immediately. Jungkook glanced down at his phone and you turned to him, tugging him over to you by his hand as he kept his eyes on the phone. "Give me that. Stop checking your work stuff." You slurred as you plucked his phone out of his hands, locking it and tucking into the side pocket of your jacket with a hum, "Mine now." Jungkook chuckled, letting you take his phone. He looked at you, coming closer to you as you pulled him, "What is it, babe? My manager was texting me now he's going to think I died."

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing yourself into him with a smile, "I want more, Kookie." You confessed with a whisper, looking around at the empty street the two of you stood on.

"More what?"

"More of you." You whispered quietly and Jungkook chuckled, reaching up and holding your chin, tilting your head up to him as he leaned down,

"Get in the car." Jungkook chuckled and pulled away quickly as his driver pulled up. He opened the backdoor for you and you slid in as gracefully as you could, collapsing into the seat with a huff. You leaned forward and greeted the driver politely before slumping against the seat again, shifting and curling into Jungkook's side when he sat down next to you. He looked at you and chuckled, your head leaning against his shoulder and your eyes closing,

"Oh Y/N. What am I going to do with you, really." Jungkook chuckled, fingers threading through your hair as he leaned back.

You hummed, moving to lay your head against his chest as you kept your eyes closed, mumbling quietly, "I can think of a few things." You peeked up at him and Jungkook rolled his eyes. Your hand was draped over his lap, fingers brushing over the front of his crotch as you smiled deviously at him,

"Quit it, devil." He mumbled but didn't stop you. 

Jungkook loved to play with fire. Loved to test the limits and see how far he could go with things. The great thing about dating you was that you were the same as him. You were just as down to do insane things like he was. It was a rush, a feeling of adrenaline getting to reach these new highs with you. His eyes flickered to the driver and your fingers played with the button on his pants, glancing to the driver as well,

"He's not even looking." You pouted when you looked at Jungkook and he groaned, shifting a bit in the seat, legs spread a bit wider as an invitation to let you do what you wanted. 

You leaned in with a triumphant smile, lips pressing against Jungkook's. You kissed him slowly, popping the button of his pants open and unzipping them achingly slow. Jungkook bucked lightly against your hand and you giggled, pressing closer to him as your lips moved together.

 His arm wrapped around your shoulders and your hand was now inching into his pants, pushing under the waistband of his boxers and brushing over his member. He groaned quietly into your mouth and you pulled back, glancing over to the driver who didn't seem to notice a thing. You smiled and looked at Jungkook. His head was lulled back against the headrest of the seat, biting over his lower lip as you palmed over his length. He was rock hard and throbbing. You wanted to pull his length out of his pants but you knew you would be caught for sure so, you just carefully palmed over him, feeling how thick his cock was within your hand. You could feel yourself bubbling with excitement over the act and soon you were leaning up to him, pressing your lips against his and kissing him in desperation now. He kissed you back hungrily, teeth hitting against yours with need as he held the back of your head, his tattooed fingers buried deep within the soft locks of your hair.

"The things you do to me..." Jungkook breathed out as he broke the kiss, jaw clenching lightly, "You drive me fucking crazy, Y/N." His eyes glanced out the blacked-out window then to you, "Thank fuck, we're almost home. I'm going to fucking wreck you, watch." he whispered out gruffly and you wanted to moan in response. The tone of his voice was dark, full of desire and yearning. Jungkook's dark eyes gazed into yours, making you feel more anxious with inclination as the seconds went by. You both held each other's gazes for what felt like hours until the van finally came to a stop.

He flung the door open and hopped out of the vehicle and you followed suit, never forgetting to say thank you and goodbye to the driver. Jungkook bid the driver goodbye as well, shutting the door and grabbing your hand, tugging you along with him to the entrance of the building. You both were inside the elevators in no time and you slumped against the mirrored wall of the elevator, eyes on Jungkook's back as you watched him press the button to the top floor.

30 floors all the way to the top wasn't a short ride at all and you smiled at that thought.

Jungkook looked over at you and once he caught your look, he turned around fully, walking over to you and pressing you up against the mirror, eyes drifting from your face to your dress scooping low at your chest and showing your cleavage off to him. He smiled to himself as he looked at you, thanking the perfect lighting of the elevator to allow him to see everything he wanted to. The tip of his tongue darted out of his mouth, wetting his lips as he looked into your eyes, "So what did you say about elevator sex?"

"I don't even remember anymore. Must of been something stupid." 

You mumbled and Jungkook's hands were already at your waist, hoisting you off the floor and perching you against a rail in the elevator. Your back pressed up against the mirror, arms wrapping around his neck. You couldn't say that you were used to how easy he could lift you since it caught you off guard each time but since your mobility was staggered due to your intoxication, you weren't surprised at all. 

Your legs instantly wrapped around his waist and you tugged him closer to you, holding onto him tight as he leaned in and crashed his lips against yours. You kissed each other as if you both would never see one another again, tongues clashing and pressing together. He moaned into your mouth, his tongue swirling with yours before your hands moved from his neck to his cheeks, holding his face in your hands while your lips wrapped around his tongue and sucked over it before he broke away from your mouth to bury his face against your neck. Your head tilted back and you glanced at the buttons of the elevator along the wall, the next floor was the penthouse and you breathed his name out,

"Kookie... our floor is next."

Jungkook groaned and nipped over your skin, shaking his head, "So?"

You chewed over your lower lip, feeling the elevator get closer to the top floor before you noticed the security camera in the top corner of the walls, "Oh God... cameras." You whispered, pushing at Jungkook's shoulder.

"Where?" He peeled his face away from you and followed your eyes before chuckling, looking back at you, "Fuck it." He mumbled, about to lean back in before the elevator dinged when you got to your floor.

You breathed in relief but Jungkook hissed softly, finally pulling away for real and setting you down back onto the floor. You smiled at him and grabbed his hand when the doors opened, pulling him out of the elevator with you to the front door of your apartment,

"We have forever, Jungkook."

"Forever, huh?" He mumbled, tugging the card to the apartment out of his jacket pocket, scanning the card and letting the doors unlock.

You tugged him inside the doors with a grin, "Yes. Forever."

Jungkook let out a quiet chuckle, locking the door behind him and turning his attention to you, tugging you into his arms and against his chest,

"Let's start with right now though."

And with that, he had you pressed into the wall once again, lips finding yours and attacking your mouth with his. You kissed him back with the same urgency, reaching up and pulling your coat off your shoulders after unbuttoning it, letting it fall to the floor before you pulled away, leaning down and pulling your heels off, tossing them carelessly to the side.

Jungkook took the moment to take his own coat and shoes off, kicking them aside along with his jacket before his hands were on your hips, gripping over your waist and backing you up through the hallway. You let him walk you backwards, your hands on his chest as he leaned in to kiss you. You both stumbled but didn't want to pull away from each other, too drunk with lust and whatever slurry of alcohols you both had tonight to be careful of not bumping or falling into anything.

You both managed to make it to the bedroom. Barely, made it actually. He backed you up onto the bed and you collapsed onto it, eyes lidded as you scooted back, laying down and feeling your cheeks burn as you looked up at Jungkook. "Jeez." You whispered, eyes trailing over his perfectly sculpted body. You could see every muscle fiber of his through his shirt and it made you quiver with a greed to have him ruin you.

Jungkook tugged his stupid turtleneck over his head, pulling the sleeves off his arms and almost ripping it off his body, tossing it to the side with a huff. He ran his fingers through his hair, kneeling onto the bed and pushing your legs apart a bit with a smile,

"Now lay back and let me help you remember why you have me and not my band-mates."  

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