A/N: writing this live from the beautiful beaches of Cancun rn <3 i wrote this under the influence of mezcal so im sorry for any errors in the chapter. This chapter also contains sMUT!! lemme know what you think! thanks for the love always

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"J.J.K plus... my initials. How cute!"  You read out the words Jungkook was writing down and laughed quietly, peeking over his shoulder eagerly. Your boyfriend glanced over to you and returned the smile, turning his attention back to the pink lock in his hand, flipping it over and writing a message on the back.

The two of you were at Namsan Tower the next day after your date night together. A night you couldn't stop thinking about. A night that was engraved in your memory forever. You enjoyed yourself so much that if Jungkook asked you to do it again, you would be ready and willing to do it for sure. Yesterday was just simply incredible. Jungkook was incredible. You couldn't stop thinking about it.

You have always loved rough sex. And it might have even been your favorite type of sex if you were being honest. There was just something about the primal, almost animalistic urgency of the act and the pain involved in it that was fucking amazing. It was all about the hair pulling and slapping. The sweaty bodies pressed together. Bruises that would last a week. Getting your shit rocked in any position possible. Add all of that up with none other than Jeon Jungkook himself and you had yourself one of the most perfect nights of your life.

You were in complete bliss.

Your body ached all over from last night though. Your neck was marred with a bruise from Jungkook's belt. Wrists red and feeling raw from the fabric of Jungkook's tie wrapped around your skin. Everything hurt. You were still exhausted and feeling the after effects of passing out as well. But you had no regrets. If anything, you wished you didn't pass out. You wished the two of you didn't even have to finish.

You silently thanked God that you packed a turtleneck as part of your change of clothes. You wore it high above your neck, tucking it into a short skirt and layering your coat over the ensemble with a pair of combat boots. It was a simple outfit as your body pained too much to even try to do anything special. You didn't carry a lot of clothes anyways. But that did not stop Jungkook from moaning and groaning about you bringing a whole suitcase with you for just one night. He could be such a baby sometimes. Especially when he, himself packed a bag almost twice his size for his own things.

Jungkook was busy scribbling over the lock in his hand before glancing up at the sky when a large plane flew over your heads. He barely noticed the signage along the plane but when he did, he broke out into a grin, looking over at you to see if you noticed too, "Look up, 여보..." Jungkook smiled at you, pointing over the safety rails of the tower towards the sky, turning your attention to a plane gliding through the clouds with a birthday message dedicated to Taehyung written on the body of the plane, "It's a project Army's did for V's birthday."

"Holy shit." You looked up and squinted, covering over your forehead to shield your eyes from the sun as you stared up at the sky, "Your fans are amazing." You whispered just for Jungkook to hear, shaking your head in disbelief, "Amazing and dedicated." You watched the plane as it glided through the clouds, smiling at the cute message for Taehyung written along it as you questioned Jungkook, "What did they do for your birthday?"

"Pretty much the same thing. I heard there was even an ad with my face on it in Times Square." Jungkook nodded in response to you, feeling himself begin to smile at how lucky he was to have such dedicated fans. And how lucky he was to have you to share his love for his fans with too.

Jungkook lowkey wished you were into his band more but he had no idea that you pretty much knew all there was to know about Bangtan on your own already. You didn't want to tell him you were more of a fan than he thought yet. You liked to tease him and pretended you didn't know shit about his band but in reality... you were an ARMY now too. You planned to stay quiet about your growing liking towards the group for as long as you could. Not wanting to hear Jungkook boast about how he got you into them.

That also brought Jungkook to his next thought. Taehyung's birthday. You were excited to buy his beloved Hyung something special for his birthday and had begged Jungkook to find out if there was anything his Hyung was in need of. You should already had known the answer by now. There wasn't anything Taehyung needed that he didn't already have. But there was just one thing he wanted for his birthday. Something difficult to get his hands on. Something almost out of his reach. And it was something only Jungkook had possession of.

~~ Flashback to yesterday in the gym after your phone call with Jungkook ~~

"One.... two... Hyung... three..." Jungkook mumbled in between pull ups, glancing over to Taehyung following alongside him doing the same motion, "My girl wants to know what you want for your birthday... Four... five." He counted, palms gripping tight to the metal of the pull up bar, a trickle of sweat gliding down his temple to drip down his neck.

The two brothers were busy working out at the gym in the morning after you left for your interview at the university. It was the only time the two of them ever had to be alone to just talk and catch up. It was also the perfect time for Jungkook to corner his Hyung and find out what he wanted for his 26/27th birthday coming up in a few days, "That stubble looks good on you, if I may say." Jungkook added in the compliment with a cheeky smile, causing Taehyung to snort in response.

"Just trying something new." Taehyung mumbled in response to Jungkook's comment about his stubble. Yes, Taehyung was growing out his facial hair. It had grown considerably and Jungkook had to say, Taehyung looked the best out of all of his hyungs with the stubble. It made him look mature... more handsome if that was even possible. Sexy. Unique. The ladies would go ham for sure when they see it. "My birthday, huh?" Taehyung muttered, barely sparing his dongsaeng a glance when he heard his question about his birthday.

It was an innocent thing to ask about. But Taehyung truly had nothing he wanted anyways. He was a member of one of the greatest bands in the world. He had good health. He was insanely attractive. He was also sitting as a part owner of Gucci and other brands. He had Yeontan. His family was healthy. He had all the money, luxuries and women he could ever want and more. He was at peace. Achieving all the happiness he could ever want in such a short period of time.

26 years on earth. Damn. Taehyung didn't think he'd have nothing he wanted but here he was, happy and in a state of pure bliss. Wait... actually, there was just one thing he wanted. One curiosity. One thing on his mind that he wanted to experience.

...and that thing was you.

Taehyung's dark, fluffy hair bounced when he turned his head in Jungkook's direction, a small twinge of a smirk playing along his lips as he did another pull up before letting go of the bar and dropping to his feet, "Ah, Jungkookie... I wish I could tell you what I really want." He mumbled more to himself than the younger, crossing over to the weight racks and picking up two hefty weighted dumbbells, standing in front of the mirror across from him and straightening his back before beginning to do a set dumbbell curls.

"Oh come on, Hyung. She's going nuts trying to find something practical for you." Jungkook dropped down from the bar as well and followed behind Taehyung to the weight rack, grabbing a pair of heavier weights than his hyung's and standing next to him in the same position, curling one bicep at a time and grunting from the weight stretching at his muscles, "Just tell me." He breathed, black hair sitting shaggy over his eyes as he glanced to Taehyung through the reflection of the mirror in front of them.

Practical, huh?  Taehyung thought to himself. How practical is wanting to fuck your best friends girlfriend?

Taehyung's lips twitched a bit in thought. He wasn't sure how to approach his dongsaeng about what he really wanted. Of course, this was a desire that was pushed deep into the back of his mind to sleep for the last month or so. Saved for just his fantasies alone. The stupid, filthy desire only awakened from its slumber when Taehyung heard your voice on Jungkook's phone in the morning when you arrived home from your interview. He barely heard you actually. It was just a small second of your voice that he heard before Jungkook connected his earphones to his phone's Bluetooth to talk to you better but it was enough for Taehyung. Enough for the pent up urge he had festering inside of him to spring forth. And now, he couldn't stop thinking about you.

Ever since that night at the club when he kissed you, Taehyung's mind wandered to you every now and then. He wanted nothing to do with you romantically. He wasn't ready for a relationship. He was only 26 years old for fuck's sake. Taehyung was enjoying his youth and didn't want to be tied down by commitment. However, you were nothing like the women he's been with in the past. You were carefree and outgoing. Funny. Intellectual. And gorgeous. So gorgeous that Taehyung couldn't get his mind off you. You ticked off all the boxes Taehyung would want in a person, if he ever had to date anyone. 

Taehyung would replay images of that night he kissed you over and over in his mind whenever the mention of you came up every now and then. He would remember the way your lips tasted. The way your mouth felt on his. Soft, supple and sweet. The way you grabbed onto him when he zoned in on you. The way your body felt fitting against his own. Smooth and curvaceous in all the right areas. Taehyung wanted you. He wanted to have one night with you. To take out the raging burn he had firing inside of him because of you. If he had that one chance to let it all out, he would be fine. He'd never think of you again after that.

The desire only increased when you and Jungkook fought a week ago. The day he snapped at his dongsaeng for being so childish and getting angry at you for hugging Yoongi. Taehyung knew he would never do that to you. He already had you figured out by now. He knew you were simply just a sweet girl with no intention of doing wrong. And when he told Jungkook to dump you that day, he lowkey meant it. It wasn't like he wanted to steal you away from his dongsaeng either. He could never do that. But if the chance ever came to pass, Taehyung wouldn't sit idly at the opportunity to seduce and destroy you.

"If I tell you what I want, you have to promise you won't launch me through the wall with those weights in your hands." Taehyung's dark eyes glanced to Jungkook's mighty buff arms and nodded, "I can't take any chances with you, Jungkookie-ah. If you lay a finger on me for what I'm about to say, I'll make sure your ass gets put in its place." Taehyung nodded, doing one last bicep curl before he finished his set and placed the weights back to their respected places, running his hands through his wavy hair and grabbing his face towel off a bench, patting at his forehead and neck as he spoke, "I want to fuck your girlfriend. Have you watch. Or have you join. Doesn't matter to me." He spoke casually, taking a quick glance to Jungkook to make sure the young registered what he had just said before disappearing to the lateral pull down machines.

...Pardon? 

Jungkook stood there in utter confusion for a moment. Barely hearing what his hyung said, "Fuck my what?" He questioned, doe-eyes following in bewilderment behind Taehyung as he disappeared. Jungkook decided to say fuck it to the last repeats on his set, placing the weights back and quickly scurrying after his hyung, "Did I hear you right?" The younger breathed when he caught up to Taehyung, taking a seat on the machine next to his hyung but not bothering to use it, legs swinging as he faced him, "You wanna do what with who?"

Jungkook just needed to make sure he heard correctly. He had to be dreaming if he thought Taehyung said what he thought he did.

Did his hyung want to... fuck you?

It couldn't be.

Or could it?

Taehyung's intense gaze turned to Jungkook as he straightened his back from adjusting the weight on his pull down machine. He draped a hand over his lap while his freehand came up to tousle his gorgeous, slightly curled locks of hair back, "I want us to share your girlfriend." He spoke slower, his gaze burning into Jungkook's round eyes, "You can watch us. Or you could join. I'm good with anything but I want you to be there." He nodded quickly and turned away, poking at the inside of his cheek with the tip of his tongue as he reached up to grab onto the pull down bar of the machine.

Jungkook stood there beside Taehyung in shock, eyes wide and threatening to fall out of his head, "Hyung... You know what you're asking of me, right?" Jungkook was beyond shock to say the least. He truly wasn't expecting his Hyung to want something like this. He was hoping Taehyung would say a he wanted a new beret or some shoes. But now that Taehyung put this thought into his mind. This mental image. This... craving... he couldn't let it go.

Your boyfriend would have lived out the rest of his days ignorant to Taehyung's fantasy. He would have been fine not knowing about it. It was so fucked up. Sick. Deranged. Fucked on a whole other level to want to share you with his Hyung. But Jungkook couldn't stop thinking about it now that it was in his head. He didn't realize how far into his mind he had pushed this fantasy himself. He felt as though something awakened in him now and he needed to silence it. Jungkook knew you wouldn't be into anything like that. Should he even tell you? No. Of course not. You both literally fought because you hugged Yoongi and Jungkook went ape shit for it. 

Now he wanted to watch his Hyung fuck you? Jungkook was sick to even consider propositioning you with that.

But he couldn't get it out of his head...

"Wow... I— Hyung." Jungkook stumbled through his sentence, reaching up to rub at the back of his neck, "Fuck, I can't get these thoughts out of my head." He mumbled, shaking his head quickly.

Taehyung pulled the bar down and grunted as he felt the weight tugging at his arms and shoulders, he held the bar down in front of him, smoldering eyes glancing over to his dongsaeng, "Just tell her to get me a gift card or some shit. No worries." He gave the younger a half smile and went back to working out, mumbling under his breath to Jungkook, "Come on. Finish your set." He nodded, deciding not to touch on the matter anymore as he could see how flustered it made Jungkook.

Jungkook however, couldn't forget. The image of watching Taehyung and you was now engraved into his mind. And now... had to ask you if you would ever be down to do it... how would he approach you on that?

He had no idea. That was a mystery... for now.

...

~~ End of flashback ~~ 

"Hmm... Where should we put these things." Jungkook mumbled to himself, taking your hand as the plane disappeared through the clouds, starting to lead you to where the rails of locks were lined up, "Find us a good spot, princess." He looked at you for help and smiled, his beautiful round eyes adverting their gaze from your face to search for the perfect spot to hang your locks on.

You looked around and took a breath. You were a bit nervous today. It was heavily crowded at Namsan Tower today and Jungkook didn't necessarily blend in very well amongst people. Something about his presence in a crowd, made him stick out like a sore thumb. Perhaps it was the way he towered over everyone. The way he dressed. Looking like the grim reaper in all black as per usual. Or the way he stood protectively next to you at all times.

Jungkook himself didn't seem to notice or care though. You always caught the glances coming your way everywhere the two of you went though. Perhaps it was just plain curiosity of people or your nerves were just all over the place since you were both out in public. After all, you weren't a local and Jungkook always looked like he just walked off the cover of a runway. You were both bound to get looks everywhere you went. You just hoped sasaeng fans or the paparazzi didn't recognize your boyfriend... Or you'd be fucked.

"There's little to no space." You hummed quietly, eyes scanning over the plethora of locks lining along a large wall. You both were higher up on the tower and it was windy up here now but the breeze felt nice through your hair as you strolled with Jungkook.

The weather in Seoul was almost perfect today. It wasn't too cold. The snow was melting and there was no icy wind blowing either. The weather reminded you of a few seasons ago. When it was warm and summery. When you first met Jungkook. The feeling of the light breeze blowing through your thin coat and sweater took you back to the night of your first date with Jungkook at the marina. How the wind on the yacht blew your dress and Jungkook's button up back. How glorious your boyfriend looked that night. How beautiful he made you feel that night too. You couldn't help but daydream, losing track of your mission to find the perfect spot to place your locks with Jungkook and going deep into thought of your previous dates with your boyfriend and how happy you were to meet him.

"Found one." Jungkook's gentle voice dragged you out of you daydream, pulling you back to reality with him.

Reality was better anyways.

You could always fall deep into your daydreams in the night when Jungkook was fast asleep next to you and it was just you left alone to your devices. You did that quite often. Thinking about you and Jungkook. You found that it helped you fall asleep and helped you wake up feeling refreshed and euphoric too.

"Perfect." You smiled and found Jungkook's hand once more, feeling your fingers lace together while you hugged onto his arm with your freehand, leaning down to the rails with him as he bent forward and clicked the lock around a part of the fencing along the tower with a smile, stepping back and making sure they were secured neatly against the fence before making a noise of content at how well the lock fit along the railing.

He placed his hand into the pocket of his jacket, feeling around for his phone with a hum, "Can we take a picture together, peach?" He looked at you as he took the device out of his pocket, "You know I need to save this memory with you. Come stand next to me, baby." Jungkook reached for you and you smiled under your face covering,

"Of course, my love~" You sang to Jungkook eagerly, gliding over to your boyfriend when he held out his arm out to you. You linked your arm with his as he unlocked his phone and held his camera up,

"I know we have masks on but put on your best smile for me, okay? One, two, three—Smile!"

"Smile~~" Your eyes crinkled as you grinned at the camera, hugging Jungkook's arm tight within yours and tilting your head to rest against his shoulder while he snapped the picture of the two of you.

You instantly peered down at his phone when he held it out for you to check. You didn't even bother to look at yourself. You knew you looked fine. Your gaze instantly fell to Jungkook, quickly instead, becoming captivated by the way he looked in the photo...

Your boyfriend had his hair styled down today and a black baseball cap over his head sitting low over his eyes, allowing for his several piercings to peek out from his ears. He had a black puffer coat over his wide shoulders and a pair of black cargo pants. Jungkook also had on a simple black t-shirt underneath his coat paired with you guessed it, black combat boots to match yours as well.

You couldn't believe that you both had similar taste in clothes sometimes but you were thankful for it because your sense of style always complimented his. "You look so handsome." You mumbled with adoration as you gazed at the picture.

Jungkook wore his signature black mask to hide his face and although you could hardly see his face, it was enough for the two of you. You didn't need to see his face fully anyways. You could look at him anytime you wanted when it was just the two of you alone and when he was out of his disguise. However, you did notice something through the picture, there was a different type of energy you could feel while looking at him.

Could you really feel Jungkook's love for you through the selfie? Yes.

You could almost feel the warmth of his smile through the picture and he wasn't even showing his full face. He was so handsome even in disguise. His Bambi looking eyes were round and bright. He looked well rested and nothing like the man that had his belt around your neck last night.

Fuck, you had chills just thinking about yesterday.

You stared down at the selca for a bit longer, feeling your heart fill with a warmth you couldn't describe. A warmth you have never experienced at any other time in your life. A warmth only Jungkook could make you feel. You turned your attention back to your boyfriend and nodded at the picture, "I love it."

"Me too." He smiled at you through his mask, glancing back at the picture once more and marveling at how photogenic you were before pushing his phone back into his pocket and reached up with his freehand to ruffle at your hair, "My cute little pipsqueak. I love taking pictures... and videos of you." He winked playfully of you and you rolled your eyes at him, reaching up to playfully slap at his arm in response.

Jungkook wanted to document everything the two of you did together. From the sex to your dates all the way to the food and drinks you had together. You had no idea but Jungkook was in the process of putting together a G.C.F for you that he was documenting on his own. He planned to gift it to you in a month when you and Bangtan fly out for their concert being held in your city. This picture was just part of the process that you were aware of. Jungkook had everything on film so far. From a picture of the dinner he had with you on your first date. To one of the arcade entrance on your second date. Even a group picture of you with the rest of Bangtan you all drunkenly took that night at the club in your city. Those were just a few to name.

Jungkook loved taking pictures of everything when it came to you. Especially knowing that he had to leave for tour soon... He wanted a memory of everything to look back on when he would be missing you.

"Wait... what did you write on the back?" You questioned when your eyes spotted the writing on the back of the lock, barely making out the scribbled words along the bright pink lock. You let go of Jungkook's arm to take a hold of the lock, holding it in between your fingers and peering down at Jungkook's writing scrawled over the back of it.

"I didn't write anything special, mama. But let's see if those Korean lessons you've been doing secretly paid off." Jungkook turned his head and smiled at you through his face covering, revealing to you that he knew you were lowkey learning Korean for him, "Can you read it to me, princess?" He hummed, looking to you as your attention went elsewhere.

"Hm?" You turned to Jungkook's voice when you heard him and shook your head, feeling your face drain of all its color, "Were you snooping through my computer again, asshole? I'm not even close to being conversational yet. Fuck." You rolled your eyes at him and laughed in discomfort.

Fuck him. You needed to change the password on your computer asap.

Jungkook loved to hunt through your computer's history. He mostly did it so that he could find out what you've been shopping for and then buy everything in your cart all on his own. You quickly figured out that was the case when you found him browsing Sephora's website the other night, adding every single thing you had been hoarding in your cart to his own to buy them for you. You had no problem if Jungkook wanted to spoil you anymore. You gave up on trying to stop him but you also learned to browse on incognito for more expensive purchases. But you didn't think Jungkook would be nosy enough to open your saved tabs and find out you had been slowly taking Korean lessons but oh well.

You groaned, reaching up to run a finger over your neck when your turtleneck collar moved down while you stared down at the lock. You fixed the material of the sweater back over your neck and looked up at Jungkook when he encouraged you to read out what he wrote, "Fine. I'll try." You sighed and leaned in close to him as you peered at the lock in his hands, "나의 계절은 언제나 너였어..." You read out the writing quietly and with ease before looking up at Jungkook with a small smile written along your face, "My seasons were always you."  You hummed out the translation, stepping closer to Jungkook, "Did I say it right?"

Jungkook watched you as you leaned down and recited the writing on the lock, starting to nod in approval when you translated the words out to him too, "I always forget that you're smarter than Namjoon." Jungkook praised you as you read out what he had written on the lock, eyes proudly curving upwards as he smiled, "You said it perfectly, honey."

"You're so sweet, Koo..." You hummed, letting go of the lock and taking your phone out of your coat pocket, "Let me take a picture of it. I don't want to forget this moment." You nodded, snapping a picture of the locks for yourself to keep and hoard in your phone's gallery, "Well... you wrote it down perfectly so..." You added with a smile and Jungkook chuckled, shaking his head at you as he unlaced his fingers with yours, grabbing you by the wrist and tugging you against him,

"I want to kiss you so bad right now."

You smiled, pressing closer to Jungkook when he tugged you over against his side,

"Then do it. No one's looking."

...

"Ready for the drive, baby?" Jungkook heaved out a sigh when he took his mask off his face, tucking it away and strapping his seatbelt over himself, "I have to thank Jin again for letting us use his car for the trip." Your boyfriend stretched his arms over his head and nestled in his seat like sitting in this luxury car was nothing.

After a sweet date at Namsan Tower and grabbing a few snacks on your way out of the tower for the long drive coming up, Jungkook had his head tilting back against the headrest of the swanky car as if he was getting ready to take a nap. He was probably planning to sleep through the whole drive if you were guessing right, "You good, honey?" He looked over at you, flashing you a striking smile and allowing his golden grin to dazzle you while his lip ring shone under the lights of the car's interior. He started to chuckle, noting the way your breath hitched in your throat when you took a glimpse of him, "You got this, baby. You can manhandle that Mercedes you have at home with ease now and you used to be so scared to even touch the car. This is nothing." Jungkook exclaimed with an encouraging nod, reaching over to unhook your mask off your ear, "Take this shit off. You're alone with me now." He laughed at how flustered you were, shaking his head at you in disbelief, "You're so cute sometimes. Fuck."

You looked over at Jungkook when he took his mask off, finding yourself press your lips together when you caught a glance of his lip piercing and handsome face making its appearance to you. You still weren't used to seeing and feeling his piercing. You could recall the way it felt roaming all along your body last night and the thought of that made your skin erupt with goosebumps. Fuck, he looked amazing all the time. It wasn't fair. You licked over your lips and almost whined in response but you held your ground, not wanting to look desperate in front of Jungkook because you knew he always got a kick out of seeing you needy, "I'm good." You confirmed to Jungkook when he caught you ogling him. "I'm really good." You nodded with a breath and made your legs to close together, hands clutching at the steering wheel in front of you and forcing yourself to focus. 

You turned your attention away from your boyfriend and stared out of the windshield of Seokjin's second car. A Lamborghini Aventador S to be exact. You felt woozy just being behind the wheel but Jungkook insisted that you take the lead and drive the two of you today because he said you needed the "practice."

Pfft... Driving wasn't an issue for you, no. You understood the roads and signs now. Jungkook just wanted to snooze away for the four-hour long drive while you battled the traffic on your own, "I would have no issue manhandling this one too if it wasn't Jinnie's car. I'm trembling right now." You muttered and sighed when Jungkook reached out to take your face mask off your face that you forgot to remove, letting him tuck it into your coat pocket for you as you tried to shake off your nervous feeling, "I know I can do it but if I make a dent or a scratch on Jin's precious baby, we're dead. I hope you know that." You shook your head quickly, attempting to rid yourself of the mental image of you grazing Jin's car into a pole or curb.

The problem wasn't even the drive anyways. The problem was the car. It wasn't your Mercedes. Not even close. This was Seokjin's baby. The baby he lent you and Jungkook to drive while he and the rest of Bangtan went to visit their respected families for the holidays.

You and Jungkook were headed from Seoul to Busan now to meet his family for the first time. And you probably should have checked the distance of the drive before agreeing to do it. Jungkook did suggest taking a plane at first but of course, you would do anything to avoid him spending hella money for nothing. The drive should be a piece of cake if you paid attention. You needed a distraction for yourself anyways. 

You were meeting Jungkook's family today and spending the night at his childhood home. You were beyond anxious and spent the last week counting down the days for this moment. You weren't expecting the day to come so soon but here you were... About to meet your boyfriend's parents and brother. About to show yourself to his family that you knew nothing about. About to see his hometown and where he grew up. Feeling nervous was beyond words right now. You could lie and say you were excited but you knew that wasn't the case. You only agreed to do it because Jungkook had asked you not once but twice already. You felt as though you had to especially since his mom asked to meet you once and for all.

"Let's just get this over with." You mumbled to yourself and pressed the start button for the engine to purr to life. You adjusted your mirrors and seat before fixing the steering wheel and looking over at Jungkook as he closed his eyes and nestled further into the seat, almost about to drift into dreamland instantly until your voice shook him awake, "Hello?"

Your boyfriend peeked one eye open and looked over at you in concern, his dark brow raising as he spoke, "What?" He uncrossed his arms from over his chest and raised himself off his seat a bit, "What's the matter?"

"Am I supposed to just guess where your parents live? Put the address in the GPS, stupid."

"Right. My bad."

You rolled your eyes at Jungkook and watched him lean over to press at the screen of the car, feeling your stomach clench as your eyes roamed over the side of his face. You trailed your gaze over his strong jawline to his nose then to the curve of his lips then all the way back to his ear, taking note of the hoop earrings along his left earlobe. You immediately felt hot and had to look away, shaking your head to yourself and pressing your lips together.

It was going to be a long fucking drive if you didn't pull yourself together right now.

...

"되고파 너의 오빠. 너의 사랑이 난 너무 고파." You belted out the lyrics as soon as the song switched while you drove, letting the window of your side of the car roll down a bit to let some fresh air into the car, "되고파 너의 오빠. 널 갖고 말 거야 두고 봐."

Jungkook's eyes flashed open from his sleep and he instantly leaned forward to skip the song, letting out a groan when another yet Bangtan song came on, "Did you make this playlist just to annoy me the whole ride?" He yawned softly, checking the time on the dash of the car and shaking his head, "Fuck, I only fell asleep for 2 hours only?"

"What are you talking about? You don't wanna listen to your own band's music? You guys were so cute back in that era." You giggled as you spoke, turning your head to check the sideview mirror and then over your shoulder to your blind spot before switching lanes and joining the freeway, "You're the one that wanted me to listen to your band more and become a fan of you. I'm just doing my part." You glanced over to Jungkook and smiled, reaching over and turning the music up a bit more.

The drive felt perfect.

Seokjin's car moved more like it was floating than driving and you were amazed he trusted you enough to want to lend you his car. You both could have drove your own cars but Seokjin's Lambo could reach 60 MPH in a matter of seconds. A four-hour drive seemed like nothing when you were driving it.

The day also felt like it could not get more better until your boyfriend revealed to you that his company decided to give him and the rest of Bangtan some time off. How much time? Jungkook had no idea. Could be a week or could be months. It was some well-deserved rest and Jungkook eagerly wanted to make it count before it was over. That's why Jungkook had prepared a little date for the two of you at the hotel last night and then at Namsan Tower. He got what he wanted both times. To break you in half one night and then hang love locks along the tower with you the next day. Taking you to meet his parents just fell into the plans and the timing could not have been more perfect.

Jungkook stole a glance at you as you drove and found himself smiling to himself. His favorite thing to do (among other things) was watch you just do shit. It gave him the chance to stare at you all he wanted. He studied your side profile. Admiring the way your hair bounced with you every time you turned your head to check your blind spot and mirrors. Eyes drifting down to the seatbelt situated neatly between your breasts, giving him the perfect view of your body even if it was covered by a turtleneck. Jungkook wanted to reach over and give your breast a squeeze and so, he did. A large palm reaching over shamelessly and grabbing over your breast, causing you to jump at the contact,

"Hey!" You swatted at his hand once he touched you and then you ignored him, feeling your lips twitch into a smile, "Pervert." You called him out but only smiled wider, your cheeks flushing lightly, "Keep your hands to yourself." You hummed out in playful disappointment, shaking your head at Jungkook and then exhaling a soft laugh.

Jungkook laughed along with you and sighed, moving his hand back to his lap after you scolded him, "Can't help it." He muttered, eyes now on your thighs that were on full display thanks to your skirt pushed up from the way you sat. He only wished he could put his head between those thighs of yours. Your manicured fingers were sitting snug and prettily over the steering wheel and Jungkook could remember the way they felt digging deep into his neck the other day. He shook his head and sighed out longingly, turning his gaze to look out the window but finding himself drifting his gaze back to you all over again, quickly losing himself in the way your sparkly eyes took in the view and scenery of the drive as you both left the city.

Why did he even choose to sleep in the first place when he had this view next to him mind boggled him but perhaps, he was just tired.

He was wide awake now and feeling more aler than ever after his power nap. And of course, when Jungkook was well rested, he was feeling like the Energizer Bunny. Normally, he would be bothering his hyung's because they were the only ones around him. Poking at their heads and bullying them. But they weren't here today. It was just you and Jungkook and well... you were different.

The way Jungkook felt around you when he was energized was different.

Jungkook wanted to play with you and not in the way you were expecting, of course.

He reached over and snuck his hand to your thigh, fingers pushing and prodding over the exposed skin along your leg from your skirt riding up as you drove, "Am I your bias now?" You had Jungkook's full attention now that he wide awake. He turned to you when he questioned you, watching the way your eyes rolled at his question,

You shook your head and started to laugh, "It changes every day. 7 days of the week. 7 biases each day." You slowed down to a red light and looked over at Jungkook, making a face at him and then turning your attention back to the road, "Why are you asking me that?" You let him drum his fingers over your thigh even though they wanted to squeeze shut each time he moved his fingers upwards along your skin. You didn't want him to feel the heat radiating between your legs but you knew if you forced your thighs together, a mischievous and cocky Jungkook would catch you right away.

"Who is it today?"

"Suga oppa." You blurted instantly and Jungkook clicked his tongue at how fast you responded. He huffed out quietly and pressed the tips of his fingertips into your skin, squeezing over your thigh as he hummed,

"7 members. 7 days of the week. Tch... Which day of the week am I your bias then?"

"None. I usually bias Hoseok at least twice a week." You smirked playfully and started to drive again, not even batting an eye when Jungkook squeezed over your thigh once more. You lowkey wanted him to touch you. He was inching his fingertips along your skin further and your legs spread slowly as you pressed your foot down onto the gas pedal of the car. You kept yourself calm. Not wanting Jungkook to notice how turned on you were getting from his touch alone, "Again, why are you asking me this?" You mumbled, peeking over to Jungkook quickly when you looked over your shoulder, catching his dark gaze burning into your face while your hand over the gear shift switched as you drifted into another lane, merging into the busy roadway.

Let me just say this now... Sorry, Seokjin.

"If I wasn't in Bangtan, who would you let hit it?"

"I'm not answering that." You muttered to Jungkook, slowing down to yet another red light, "That's personal."

Jungkook let out a deep chuckle, his fingers over your thighs gliding up higher now, "Since when was anything not personal between us, peach? You know we don't keep secrets." He shook his head in disappointment at you, an eager palm shoving your right thigh apart as it threatened to close, "What? You don't want me to touch you while you drive? You can't focus or something?" Jungkook grinned playfully and your thighs only spread apart wider in anticipation but he didn't do anything else. Just lightly caressed you with his touches, fingertips drumming along your skin as light as a feather, "If you tell me, I'll touch you where you want me to." He sang out like the devil he was, blunt nails digging into your skin as he waited.

You pressed your lips tight together and shook your head, your thighs squeezing around his hand the second he dug his nails into your skin. "Jungkook, stop." You bit the inside of your cheek and immediately felt goosebumps start to line along your thighs from his touch. You whimpered, forcing yourself to keep your eyes on the road when the traffic lights finally went from red to green while Jungkook ignored you, nails only pushing harder against your plush skin.

"Stop what? This?" He smiled devilishly and you could see him from your peripheral grinning like a menace at you, his touch leaving an ache along your skin as he watched you. They was his hand felt on you made your skin flush instantly and your eyes closed briefly at the contact,

"Yes. That." You grumbled, slamming your foot down onto the gas when the light changed and making the car lurch forward, causing Jungkook to burst out laughing at you,

"Easy, princess. This isn't your Lexus back home in your city. You gotta be gentle with this one. Gotta take it nice and slow." Jungkook cooed, his nails releasing their clutch from your skin and starting to caress your thigh again, "Nice and slow. Just like that. You got it." He mumbled, fingers pushing upwards along your skin again while he looked out towards the road as the car glided along the street, "Good girl." He patted over your thigh, "So? What's your answer?"

You chewed over your lower lip, feeling Jungkook's hand resting along your leg again. You heaved out a sigh and glanced towards your boyfriend then at the time on the dashboard. You still had 15 minutes left of your drive and time seemed to never move. You might as well answer him now because you knew he'd never shut up if you didn't. You licked your lips and groaned under your breath, "If you didn't exist... I would let all of Bangtan hit it. I can't choose just one." You grumbled as fast as you could, gluing your gaze to the empty roads ahead of you, feeling your already red cheeks start to burn.

"DAYUMMMM." Jungkook started to laugh, shaking his head at you while he covered his mouth with his freehand, "You little freak." He kept laughing, the thought of you getting railed by all 6 of his members coming to his mind. Fuck. What a sight that would have been to see. Oh right... the only way that would happen if is he didn't exist. Shit. "You're nasty, babe." He teased you with a smile as he came back to earth from his vivid imagination, "All of them? Fuck."

What if Jungkook wanted you to let just one of his hyungs fuck you instead of all 6? Would you be down? Or was he asking for too much?

He had his tongue in his cheek, brows furrowed and fingers moving achingly slow along your skin while he went deep into thought. Allowing the mental images of sharing you with Taehyung come to mind again. His Hyung did say he could join after all. But Jungkook lowkey wanted to watch. There was something he found absolutely sexy about watching you dancing with his Hyungs in the club. Especially Taehyung. He couldn't imagine what it would be like if this went down. His Hyung was the opposite of him in the bedroom too. The two of them had shared girls before. Plenty of times before. And they always had a good time. But what was the difference between them? It was simple.

Taehyung was a taker. Jungkook was a giver.

Their tag team always worked when it was the two of them against one girl. The only difference was... you were Jungkook's girlfriend. And Taehyung was perfect to share you with because as piggish as it sounded, Jungkook knew his Hyung would never feel anything other than lust for you. That was just the truth. Your boyfriend thought it would be a nice contrast to experience what it felt like to be taken care of by both him and Taehyung... at the same time. Or separately.

Of course, it was your choice. And yours alone.

Jungkook could only mention it to you.

How he planned to do that? He still had no idea.

"Why would you ask me if you're gonna make fun of me, jerk." You groaned, gripping the steering wheel and glancing down at Jungkook's left hand circling back around your thigh again, fingers drifting to your knee as he went back to pushing your legs apart, "I answered. So do what you promised now." You muttered quietly, eyes drifting over to Jungkook in the passenger seat.

You could feel the heat between your thighs spreading all the way up to your cheeks and ears, making you feel redder than a tomato when you looked at him. You knew your skin wasn't as flushed as you thought it was but from the way Jungkook was looking at you made you feel as though you were redder than a coke can.

Jungkook's eyes traced over the expectant look on your face and he smiled. He could feel your legs tremble slightly every time he touched you and he could never get over the way you reacted to him. He didn't think he was deserving of that type of reaction but you always gave it to him anyways. That's how Jungkook knew you were genuine around him. You always acted the same every time. He could look at you a thousand times a day but you would still give him a similar look. A look full of passion and lust. With your eyes lidded and breathing shallow.

Jungkook had to admit, he couldn't get enough of that. Your expectance. Neediness. Silently begging him to do something already.

And that, he will.

"Pull over." Your boyfriend commanded at once, nudging with his chin to the side of an abandoned road. He was familar with this road as his parent's house was literally right around the corner, "Make a right. Park at the side." He announced, dark eyes roaming over your splayed legs then to your face while he pulled his hand back from your thigh, looking over his shoulder and then through the rearview windows to ensure no one was around.

Again... sorry, Seokjin. I promise, we'll get your car detailed for you.

"Already ahead of you." You whispered and made the turn, pulling up to the side of the road and putting the car in park faster than you've ever done in your entire life. You looked over at Jungkook as you slid your jacket off your body, leaving it in the driver's seat and unstrapping yourself out of the seatbelt quickly, tossing it behind your shoulder before grabbing onto the side of Jungkook's seat and hoisting yourself off your own as he beckoned you over to him.

"Bring that ass over here, girl." Jungkook hummed out to you, launching his seatbelt behind his seat as he yanked it off him, arms opening for you. He welcomed you into his lap with a smile, hands eagerly hiking your skirt up, "Please tell me you didn't wear panties. You know I hate it when you do." Jungkook grinned up at you while you were busy tugging his hat off his head and flinging it elsewhere with your hands instantly going to his hair, pulling on the dark locks and making your boyfriend tilt his head back so that you could look at him better.

You weren't sure what came over you but the feeling of Jungkook's touch over your skin paired with the feel of driving a beautiful Lamborghini made your senses heighten. There was just something about being in a sexy car along with an even sexier companion that made you turned on to the extreme. You were bougie that way. And that's why you knew you would never be able to rid yourself of that kind of life. You loved fast cars and handsome men. And lucky for you, Jungkook was ballin' and not hard on the eyes to look at either.

But it wasn't all materialistic.

Not anymore at least. Jungkook made you feel different. The way he treated you was different than any other sugar daddies you've had. It was better. From the very start, he made you feel appreciated. Wanted. Desired. Even before you started dating him he was like that. He didn't make you work for the bag. He was ready and willing to turn his pockets out at the snap of your fingers.

You couldn't help but feel this way when you were around him. He didn't make it easy for you either. Always treating you like royalty. Always doing the most to ensure your happiness.

The way he made you feel was priceless. Nothing money could buy. Nothing any gem in the world could compete with. The effort he put into the dates he took you on. The cars he put you in. The way he looked. The way he smelled. The way he touched you.

It didn't help that Jungkook kept provoking you with his teasing and touching through the entire drive. He knew what he was doing and the way he looked up at you once you took his hat off... as if he had no idea what effect he had on you. As if he didn't force you to act like this. As if he didn't just spend the last hour questioning you on which member of his band you'd fuck while he touched you. It all made you want to lose it on him.

"When did me wearing panties ever stop you, Kookie?" You mumbled and leaned down to him, pressing your lips against his as you sat down on his lap, "Should I stop wearing panties for you?" You barely whispered against his lips, letting out a small moan instantly into his mouth when you felt a pair of firm hands roaming over your ass, "What are you going to do with me?" You hummed out, nibbling over Jungkook's lower lip as you pulled your head back, "Tell me." You looked into his round eyes that only seemed to be getting lidded by the second, enjoying the way he slowly started to succumb himself to you.

Jungkook let out a pleased hum against your lips as you kissed him. He instantly returned the passionate kiss, the tip of his tongue flicking over your lower lip to your top lip as he mumbled, "Don't wear panties when you're around me again. And that's a fucking order." Jungkook pried himself away from your mouth, feeling his lips curve into a grin as he looked up at you, "I'm not going to fuck you. That's for sure. But you can take a seat on these fingers if you want." He nodded quickly, hands already moving to the front of a your panties as he tilted his head back to look up at your face properly, bucking his hips with you in his lap and making you bounce on him, "Would you like that?"

"No, I wouldn't like that." You pulled back from Jungkook and looked down at him, bouncing along with his movements as he raised his hips upwards, crossing your arms over your chest as you sighed, "Why won't you fuck me?" You started to pout almost immediately, arms circling around Jungkook's neck while you leaned down and pressed your body against his when you frowned, "You teased me all day and now you won't even put your dick inside of me?" You tilted your head to the side as you frowned at Jungkook, feeling his hands that were resting over the front of your underwear move to your ass as you spoke, pulling your skirt up higher and shoving it out of the way to place his hands over the skin exposed along your ass, fingertips starting to curl into your flesh while he listened to you talk.

"Look around, baby. We're at the side of the road in my brother's car. You know I like taking my time with you. I can't do that right now." Jungkook mumbled out sadly to you, reaching up with one hand to caress his fingers over your cheek before wrapping his hand around your chin, "I'd love to put this dick in you. You know that. But just be patient until we get to our destination and I promise I'll give it to you." He whispered to you, the nails of his freehand dragging upwards along your thigh until his fingers met the side of your panty, hooking them around your underwear and starting to tug them down hastily, "Come on, princess. Work with me here." Jungkook muttered as you continued to pout at him.

This fucking brat is about to make me break Seokjin hyung's car in half. Fuck. He thought to himself. 

As much as Jungkook wanted to give in to you. He knew he'd be in for an earful if the two of you did anything questionable in Jin's car. But another side of Jungkook was ready to say fuck it anyways.

Decisions, decisions.

You pursed your lips with a disappointed huff, "No." You whispered, reaching up to move your hair back while you lifted yourself up on Jungkook's lap as he pulled your panties down, letting them bunch around your knees. "You're going to fuck me... because I know you want to." You nodded, running a hand down Jungkook's abdomen as you leaned into him, "Isn't that right, Koo?" Your finger curled around the fabric of his shirt, pushing it upwards to expose the waistband of his boxers to you along with his toned stomach, "Oh. Armani. My favorite." You smiled at him as you read the writing patterned along his underwear peeking out at you from the waist of his pants, "So?" You looked at him with the same expectant gaze as you tilted your body easily to the side and reached down, tugging your panties off from around your ankle and tossing it playfully at Jungkook's face, watching him as he instantly snatched the thin material up with hooded eyes,

"Fuck you're something else." Jungkook spat, grabbing your panties when you threw it at him and letting out a deep chuckle as he looked them over, "Can I add this to my collection? I don't think I have this color." He smiled at you deviously, bringing the pair of panties to his lips and kissing over the front of fabric, tongue flicking over it slowly before he started reaching for you with his freehand to tug you closer to him, throwing your underwear behind him to the back of the car with a careless grin as he became distracted with the way you started pulling on his pants eagerly, "Slow down, you fucking devil. Damn." He laughed, shaking his head at you.

You took a deep breath, feeling the car already starting to heat up with steam from the heat the two of you shared. You watched Jungkook kiss over the front of your panties and you bit over your lower lip before pressing them together, wanting to groan at the sight of him with your frilly underwear in his hand, "You can have anything you want. Just fuck me already." You grabbed the waistband of Jungkook's pants and started to pull them down, "Hurry."

You grinned in triumph when he tossed your underwear into the abyss of Seokjin's car and started to undo his own pants with a huff. You happily lifted yourself off his lap so that he could pull his pants down a bit, taking a look around at your surroundings through the windows of the car before you glanced down at your boyfriend as he let his cock spring free from within his pants, "Finally." You giggled and slid your arms around Jungkook's neck as his own hands went to your waist, lifting you up a bit and then lowering you down, allowing his length to poke at your entrance.

You let out a quiet moan, your head dropping forward to rest along Jungkook's shoulder as he guided you over his length. You reached down between your thighs and took a breath, "Fuck, I'm so wet." You breathed, feeling your walls clench at the contact of having the tip of his length pushing into you.

"That's it, honey." Jungkook whispered to you as he felt you taking his cock within your hand and start to push it into yourself, "Fuck, are you sure you're ready? I don't want to hurt you." He quickly glanced up at your face and you nodded several times, lips pressing into a tight line as you tried to silence your moans.

Your lips parted once you managed to catch your breath, finally being able to speak, "Yes, I'm ready... Do you want to feel how ready I am?" You whispered gruffly, starting to sink down onto his length but he stopped you when you questioned him, making you hum quietly in disapproval, "Kookie, please..." You pleaded but he ignored you, shaking his head as he spoke,

"I want to feel how wet you are." Jungkook tilted his head back and gave you a smile, nodding eagerly as he grabbed onto your waist with his left hand, reaching up between your thighs with his right hand and pressing two fingers against your clit, running them lower until they were gliding over your entrance, "Holy shit. You're wet as fuck." Jungkook let out a laugh in disbelief, his middle finger rubbing over your entrance, coating his digit with your wetness as he smiled up at you.

You gazed down at Jungkook's hand, watching his tattooed fingers and wrist disappear between your thighs, then you flickered your gaze back to his face, returning the smile to him before your lips parted to moan, "Fuck." You exhaled and grabbed onto the headrest behind Jungkook's head with one hand while your freehand clutched tight onto his strong shoulder to balance yourself, your head flopping down to rest against the center of his chest as you felt him running his fingers over your entrance. You let go of his shoulder and reached down between your thighs, holding onto his strong forearm and forcing him to push the middle finger that was probing over your entrance into you.

"Damn. What? You don't want my dick anymore?" Jungkook grinned as you guided his finger into you. His jaw clenched lightly, feeling his digit push deep into you, allowing you to sit down on his finger, "That's it, honey. Nice and slow just like I taught you." Jungkook praised as you clenched your walls around his finger, gasping softly at the feeling.

You moaned quietly and reached up, "Shut up." You grumbled to him, moving your hair away from your face and leaning forward, cupping Jungkook's face within your hands and crashing your lips against his, placing a heated kiss against his mouth while you rocked your hips along his finger, letting out a lewd groan into his mouth as you whispered, "Fuck..." You whined when you felt a second finger of his inserting into you and stretching you apart, "Oh-" You hummed, brows furrowing and reaching down to your boyfriend's lap, "Fuck, your fingers feel so good inside of me." You rasped, finding his throbbing cock between the two of you and wrapping your hand around the base, starting to stroke his length while you bounced on his fingers.

Your boyfriend let out a satisfied moan when your hand wrapped around his pulsating length, his fingers inside of you only curling more when you began moving along them, "Shit. Just like that." He growled under his breath, eyes up on your face as he watched you closely, "Damn. You always take care of me, don't you." Jungkook husked out, his tongue poking out to flick over his lip piercing from force of habit, "Fucking Christ." He dropped his head back against the headrest and nodded encouragingly to you, "Keep going, baby. Don't stop." Jungkook demanded, looking down at the way you stroked and pumped his cock. Fuck, it was a sight he wanted to brand into his memory forever.

"Why don't I do something better?" You gave Jungkook a breathless smile while you pulled back and made him remove his fingers from inside of you, your hand around the base of his cock guiding the head of his length to your entrance, "Fuck, you're so fine." You breathed, watching your boyfriend suck and lick over his fingers that were just inside of you. You grew impatient fast while looking at him and felt your entrance clenching with the need to have him inside of you. You wasted no more time and slowly pushed him into you, "Jesus Fucking Christ." You breathed, letting out a lewd groan when you forced yourself to sit down fully onto his length, reaching behind you with one hand to pull your skirt up and hike it around your waist, grabbing Jungkook's hand and pulling on it so that he could rest it over your ass, "Hurt me, please." You commanded, hips rocking over his length as he filled you up.

"You're so fucking tight." Jungkook groaned under his breath, his head dropping back against the headrest of the car, eyes closing shut tight when he felt himself sliding into you. He peeked one eye open and snorted, "Hurt you, huh? You didn't get enough yesterday?" He let out a gusty chuckle, reaching down with one hand to the front of your shirt, tugging your turtleneck upwards so that it wasn't tucked into your skirt anymore. He pushed the shirt up to your neck and you reached up to help him, holding the sweater around your chest as Jungkook leaned forward and pressed his face between your breasts, teeth nipping over your skin between your chest. "Damn. The shit you make me do." He groaned against your skin, letting out a louder noise when you started to bounce along his lap, letting his cock glide in and out of you in an even rhythm.

Your hand went to the back of his head and pressed his face tight against your breasts, clutching onto the back of his neck for support as you rose yourself off his length only to slam yourself down again, repeating the motion several times. You moaned your boyfriend's name lewdly, your head dropping backwards as your eyes squeezed shut, "The shit you make me do." You emphasized with a deep breath, keeping your sweater hiked up for him to kiss and lick along the curve of your breasts while his strong arms circled around your waist and pressed you flush against him, keeping you held upright as you glided back and forth along his cock, keeping him deep inside of you as you ground yourself over his length.

You inhaled shakily and let go of the back of Jungkook's neck, reaching over to the driver's seat to hold tight onto as leverage, feeling your bare knees digging deep into the retractor of the seatbelt. You knew your knees and shins would bruise tomorrow but you didn't care. Your eyes that were once tightly shut were now opened and fixated on the man under you. God, he was so pretty.

Jungkook had his eyes closed tight. Lips pressed together and allowing for his faint dimples to grace you with their presence. His dark brows were furrowed, his pierced lower lip rubbing together with his upper lip and then parting as he let out a deep moan. Watching him alone made your stomach clench and you knew you were done for the second you opened your eyes and looked at him, "God, you're so hot. I could cum by just looking at you." You whispered to Jungkook and his own eyes opened, meeting your gaze with a gorgeous, toothy grin,

"I could feel you about to cum all over this dick. You're getting wetter by the second." Jungkook smiled proudly up at you and it made a small moan escape your throat, "Fuck this pussy always feels so fucking good." Your boyfriend swore under his breath, shaking his head as if he was trying to clear his thoughts before he was looking up at you again, "Touch yourself. I want to watch you." Jungkook nodded, firm hands resting idly along the top of your thighs, before grabbing onto them and forcing you to slam yourself down onto his length harder, "Do it."

You whimpered quietly and started to bounce along his length while he guided you, reaching up and pressing your middle and ring finger up against Jungkook's lips, "Suck." You commanded and he smiled, pink lips wrapping obediently around your fingers for a moment then spitting over them before he was sucking along your digits afterwards, making you moan out in response while you watched him closely, feeling Seokjin's poor car shake around the two of you from your movements.

You pulled your fingers out of his mouth with a 'pop' and grinned, "Thank you." You whispered sweetly and leaned in, soft lips crashing against Jungkook's as you reached down with your saliva coated fingers to your throbbing clit, gasping softly into his mouth as you started rub yourself while you bounced on his cock, your thighs instantly trying to squeeze around Jungkook while your core clenched along his length, "Oh my fuckin' G--" You moaned quietly, your head dropping backwards as you reached up with your freehand and cupped over your mouth, trying to quiet your moans.

"That's it, honey." Jungkook encouraged you with a smile to which you only moaned louder in response to. His eyes were on your face as he sat there and basically let you fuck him. He was always happy to please anyways. Happy to watch you use him in whatever way you needed. He knew you were close from the way you were clenching and swallowing up his cock with your core and the feeling made him have to hold himself back several times, wanting to last long enough to make you cum first but he was quickly losing.

Jungkook could feel his stomach clench and then he was grunting. He gripped hard onto either side of your waist, his own hips bucking upwards and meeting you with thrusts of his own as you sank down on his cock each time. "Keep going." He encouraged you since he could feel your walls closing in around his length while you played with yourself. It only made him feel closer to the end and then in a matter of seconds, he was releasing into you. Filling you up and burying his cock deep into you at the same time. Feeling his body crossing to another plane from the sudden orgasm.

He didn't get a chance to tell you he was close or that he was about to cum but it didn't seem to matter as you reached your own climax just a second after him yourself. Jungkook grunted and lurched forward, resting his forehead against yours and feeling your noses press together as you both moaned each other's names. "Shit, babe." Jungkook exhaled as he licked his lips and pulled back, his head flopping back to the headrest behind him and his eyes fluttering closed as the familiar feeling of euphoria made his vision dance. 

You squeezed the hand over your mouth tighter as you came, your head falling forward and then your body collapsing against Jungkook's solid form as you both orgasmed at the same time. It was amazing. The fact that you both can reach your highs together without having to time it. This was nothing you've ever done before in your life and the climax you felt was earth shattering. 

You unclasped your hand from your mouth as you cried his name out quietly, thighs twitching around him and your core tightening against his length inside of you. "Holy fuck." You breathed and buried your face within his chest, grabbing onto any part of him you could reach with your freehand as your fingers over your clit felt weak from the powerful orgasm you went through. You tried to bounce yourself on him to ride the feeling out but your legs felt unstable and almost as if Jungkook could read your mind, he grabbed your waist and bounced you on him, allowing you to ride the feeling out and bury your face against the side of his neck.

You mewled again his skin, "Thank you." You managed to croak out as he bounced you along his cock, pressing gentle kisses along his neck as you breathed heavily, "Jesus Christ, Jungkook." You shook your head against him, releasing your tight hold from his arm that you grabbed onto earlier and resting your hands against his chest as you finally calmed down and pulled your head back from within his neck and shoulder to look at him, "That was... fuck-" You could hardly speak, shaking your head quickly as you heaved for air.

"Forgot we're in a fucking car. Shit." Jungkook whispered and looked around, trying to make sure no one had passed by but he wasn't entirely sure. The windows were foggy and the roads were dimmed now as the sun was preparing to set. That's as far as Jungkook could care in that moment. He wasn't too bothered. He was too busy reeling from the events that just transpired in his hyung's car. Jungkook's eyes flashed to you as he reached up to run a hand through his messy hair, brushing his slender fingers through the tousled locks and fixing them back into place while you both exchanged looks of pure bliss with one another.

Maybe he didn't want to share you with Taehyung after all...

Your cheeks were flushed as you pulled our turtleneck down, tucking the sweater back into your skirt and fixing it around your waist daintily as if nothing had just happened. You were still sitting on his lap with his cock inside of you and Jungkook knew you were doing that to keep his cum inside of you for as long as you could. So, he let you sit on top of him. Allowing you to keep his release deep inside of you for just a bit longer. 

Fuck, y'all were something else.

All Jungkook could do was simply shake his head at you. You were a whole different breed sometimes. Jungkook didn't know if he either loved the little sub he created out of you that he had the treat of getting to fuck last night or the authoritative dom he fell in love with that he got the pleasure to be inside of just a few seconds ago.

Sub or Dom. Both. It didn't matter. Either way, Jungkook knew he was bound to you for life.

You caught Jungkook's eyes on you and looked at him after fixing your clothes, "Taste me." You smiled and slid yourself off his length, keeping yourself seated in his lap and feeling his release trickling out of you at once after you moved but you didn't seem to care where it landed. As long as it wasn't anywhere in Seokjin's car or you'd be paying for that. "Oh~" You let out a squeak when you looked at Jungkook, feeling more of his cum slowly trickling its way out of you as you became distracted by your boyfriend. Too entranced by the way Jungkook grabbed your wrist and pulled your hand to his mouth, soft lips wrapping around the fingers you used to touch yourself.

He moaned against your fingers and you smiled at him, letting him suck over your fingers before you pulled them out of his mouth and replaced the digits against his lips with your own mouth, "Thank you again." You whispered, pressing a gentle peck to his lips and humming in approval as you felt him returning the kiss.

"씨발놈." Jungkook groaned as he pulled back from your mouth when he noticed a flash approaching the car from a distance, his head twisted as he glanced to the sideview mirror on his side of the car when he saw a familiar looking pattern of red, blue and white lights appearing behind the car, "Fuck, it's the cops." He quickly fixed his clothes, tucking his length back into his pants and smoothing his hair down frantically while reaching to the backseat for his hat, tugging it over his head and pulling it down low over his eyes, "We're gonna be arrested, aren't we."

You slid off Jungkook's lap and landed in the driver's side of the car with a huff, pulling the visor of the car down and looking into the mirror, "Relax, Koo." You hummed, leaning over to the glove compartment in the car and finding a box of napkins, plucking a few out and wiping up Jungkook's cum that had trickled down between your thighs. You tossed the tissues into the cup holder next to you and then reached up to fix your hair, fluffing it neatly behind your shoulder's then wiping at the corner of your lip where your lipstick smeared, "It's okay." You nodded and looked at Jungkook with a calming hum, "I'll take care of it." You glanced at the rearview mirror and watched as the police officer exited his car, curious eyes scanning the trim of the Lambo as he made his way up to your side of the vehicle.

You've had your fair share of dealing with the police back in your city when you were a dancer. You didn't think it would be much different here. You just had to be nice and hopefully they would let you off with a warning for whatever the fuck the officer was pulling both up to you both on. You just had to play it cool and bat your eyelashes a bit. You knew how the game went very well.

Jungkook on the other hand was already panicking. Thinking he would be locked up for indecent exposure amongst other things. He was already trying to wrack his brain to figure out which hyung he could call to bail you both out if you got arrested. It would have to be Hoseok. The rest of the hyung's would never let him live it down. He'd be forever known as the simp who got arrested for not being able to keep his dick in his pants, 

"We're going to jail." Jungkook grumbled as he watched you shove your breasts up and fix them within your bra before smoothing your fingers over your sweater as the officer got closer, "Bond's gonna be like a billion dollars, ain't it." Jungkook started to ramble and you snapped your fingers at him to shut up as you rolled the window of the car down with a smile when the officer tapped on the window.

You put on a grin and let the window roll down, turning your body so that you blocked Jungkook sitting in the passenger side as you leaned against the side of the door, pushing your head out of the window with the happiest smile along your face, "Hi officer." You beamed prettily at the police who greeted you. "Oh... I was just looking for directions." You nodded, making light conversation with the officer and asking him for directions to the nearest hotels with a smile before looking over your shoulder at Jungkook who had half his face hidden within his jacket, his mask was already over his face and pulledalmost up to his eyes. He managed to slip it on when you blocked the officer's view from him. He was still on edge but more comforted to know he was had his baseball cap hanging well over his face as well. Making him completely unrecognizable.

Thank God for his disguise.

You then turned your attention back to the officer and smiled brighter, nodding eagerly as you reached for the steering wheel in front of you, "Absolutely, thank you for your help officer. I'll move right away. Have a good day." You grinned and pulled your seatbelt over yourself, letting the window roll up and putting the car back into drive, looking over your shoulder to make sure the officer was making his way back to his patrol car then signaling your way to exit off the abandoned road, "See? He just wanted us to move because we can't park here after hours." You glanced at Jungkook and started to laugh.

Jungkook heaved a loud sigh of relief and straightened up from his slumped position immediately as you let the window roll up to a close, looking over his shoulder quickly as the officer left the car and went back to his own vehicle, "Fuck. I can't believe you did that." Jungkook breathed out and looked at you with a grin as he pulled his own seatbelt over himself as you began to drive away, "I could fuck you all over again for that. That was so fucking hot." He exclaimed with a grin, shaking his head quickly.

"You're welcome." You glanced at Jungkook and smiled, hand going over the gear shift of the car and giggling quietly, "You have cum on your pants by the way and we're two minutes away from your parents." You noted casually and started to laugh more as Jungkook groaned when he looked down at the cum stains on his black pants from his releasing spilling out of you. It wasn't noticeable to anyone but you and him. But it was enough to make him want to keel over and die from embarrassment.

"Shit." Jungkook glanced down at his lap and sighed. Not only were his pants fucked up but he was hard all over again... and you were now pulling up to his parent's house with his mother waiting outside eagerly for the two of you, "Fuck. I'd rather have got arrested." He grumbled as you parked the car carefully in the driveway of his parent's house. He looked over at you and leaned in, "Don't be nervous now, baby. Especially since you forgot to put your panties back on." Jungkook grinned innocently at you and flew his seatbelt off his body, eagerly opening the passenger side of the door and hopping out of the car to greet his mom.

It felt so good to be home. 

"Fuck!" You yelled, forgetting that Jungkook threw your panties to the back of Seokjin's car. You felt the color in your face drain as you watched Jungkook jump out of the car. You shut the car off and groaned, gingerly sliding your coat over your body after taking your seatbelt off. You had no time to grab your panties as Jungkook was impatiently waiting for you to get out the car. You didn't think you both would arrive so fast to Jungkook's house and now you were mortified that his family will notice you. The fact that you could see a glimpse of his mother standing eagerly by the front door made it worse too. You could only pray that his family didn't notice that: 

1. You had no underwear on.

And

2. You were just doing the deed with their son.

Fuck. The two of you played with fire way too much. You were for sure going to get yourself burned today.

Jungkook grabbed your overnight bags from the trunk of the car and you knew that was your cue to get the fuck out of the vehickle. You took a deep, shaky breath and fixed your hair once more before slowly and awkwardly sliding out of the car after you opened the door. You stiffly dragged yourself out of the vehicle and put on a smile, meeting Jungkook who was already at your side of the car, "It's showtime." He mumbled playfully and you tried to laugh, pulling your coat tighter around yourself as you locked the car and shoved the keys into your pocket. You swallowed hard and could feel the breeze hitting against your bare ass under your skirt as you hobbled behind Jungkook up to the steps of his house, forcing yourself to get it together and finally meeting his mother's gaze as you halted in front of her.

"엄마, this is my girlfriend." Jungkook thankfully took the lead and introduced you to his mother, "I think I told you about her maybe once or twice." His adorkable bunny grin flashed at his mom and she smiled at him, "More than once or twice." She spoke, drifting her warm eyes from her son to you. Taking you in and giving you a gentle smile.

You could instantly see Jungkook in her and it made you flustered as fuck. You quickly bowed ninety degrees right away, feeling your hands shake in front of you as you held them together, "It's nice to meet you, M-Mrs. Jeon... I-.." You took a breath and smiled, feeling Jungkook's round eyes glued to the side of your face, seeing him nod happily at your respectfulness,

"My name is Y/N."

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