It's always been youYouOh, I got everything to loseYouIt's always been you

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"Can I kiss you?" Moon's voice was barely a whisper, her eyes wide and searching mine. Her face showed so many emotions—yearning, dread, and a deep enthusiasm.

Her lips quivered slightly, and her cheeks were flushed, either from the cold or the moment.

Her hair, still damp from her shower, clung to her face, making her look even more lovely.

Her eyes were glossy with unshed tears, reflecting the light and making her look even more powerless and stunning. She seemed delicate but steady, just like I felt.

Gosh, I could die for her. The thought of her lips on mine, of finally feeling her this close, sent a shudder down my spine.

"Yes," I replied softly, my voice full of passion and craving. "Yes, you can."

"I can," she murmured to herself, the words escaping in a barely-there whisper that seemed to float in the air like a wisp of smoke. Her eyes searched mine, a silent question dancing in the depths of her gaze. I nodded slowly.

This wasn't our first kiss, but it felt so unreal, like a dream I feared I might wake up from.

And that was it. I had her cornered against the nearest wall, my mouth moving roughly against hers.

She kissed me back with the same hunger, and I closed my eyes in pleasure, letting her kiss consume me. My arm wrapped around her tiny waist, and I licked her lips twice before shoving my tongue into her mouth.

She moaned, and I let myself drown in raw desire for her. My tongue moved deeply into her mouth, crashing into hers. My hold on her waist tightened, eliciting another moan.

My arm snaked around her waist, pulling her closer as if she could ever be too close. Her fingers dug into my shirt, holding onto me like I was a lifeline in a turbulent sea.

My hand moved to her jaw, gripping it gently before kissing her all over again, leaving wet kisses on her chin and at the corner of her mouth. I couldn't get enough.

My mouth consumed her lips again, losing control. As soon as my tongue entered her mouth, I felt my saliva traveling down her throat. My other hand was on her throat, feeling her tremble.

"Ummm..." Her eyes rolled back, feeling the wetness of my tongue invading her throat. I moved it inside her mouth, rolling it with her tongue.

"Agggh, ohhh," gagging sounds escaped her mouth as my hand traveled from her waist to her thighs, earning a little gasp from her.

"Ahh," an erotic moan escaped her lips, indicating she was yearning for more.

This was what I had craved for so long, and now that I had her, I never wanted to let go.

She grazed her thumb slowly over my small growing beard, tracing my jaw with one hand while holding my shoulder with the other, pulling me even closer.

Her touch was soft but insistent, each stroke of her thumb sending shivers down my spine.

She pushed her tongue into my mouth, and the tips of our tongues danced together, exploring, tasting, and claiming.

Her fingers dug into my shoulder, anchoring herself as our kiss deepened, her breath mingling with mine.

I couldn't help but respond to her, my hands roaming her back, feeling the warmth of her skin through the fabric of her dress.

Every touch and movement reminded me how much I had missed her and how deeply I craved her presence.

Moon's POV

I grazed my thumb slowly over his rough jaw. It wasn't clean-shaven, with small points of beard starting to grow.

Tracing his jaw with one hand, I held his shoulder with the other, pulling him closer. I pushed my tongue into his mouth, the tips of our tongues dancing together inside.

I opened my eyes a little to see his face. His eyes were staring at me with a dazed look. Didn't he like it?

Just then, I felt something touching my core. It was hard. My face flushed red as I realized what it was.

My legs were wrapped around his slim, hard waist, and I quickly tightened my grip, trying to move a little higher to avoid touching there.

"Jungkook," I whispered, feeling his arousal. My core throbbed, aching since the moment he kissed me.

"Kiss me, please," he murmured. I bit his lip, but he took the chance to push his tongue back into my mouth, sucking on my lips in the process.

"Ohhhh..." I gasped, closing my eyes. The wall behind me felt harder against my back as it rubbed against it.

He was holding me like I weighed nothing. His grip wasn't soft for a second; he held me tightly, as if afraid I would run away if he loosened it.

His hands were on my thighs, and my arms were around his neck for support as we ground against each other.

I had given myself to him at that moment, lost in his world and his temptations.

I panted, my breasts rubbing against his chest as we moved up and down. Our breaths mixed, smelling like each other, but we couldn't let go.

Our lips were glued together, and the tips of our tongues rolled inside each other's mouths. I felt his saliva moving into my mouth and saw a grin of satisfaction on his face.

He moved back into the hallway, carrying me in his arms. He pushed open a door with his leg and walked inside the room, sitting down on the bed. I quickly straddled his thighs, adjusting my legs beside his.

"Moon," he whispered against my lips, his voice husky, "You were mine."

I nodded, unable to speak, my heart pounding in sync with his.

"Say it, please," he begged, pressing his forehead against mine.

"I am yours, Jungkook. I am Jeon Jungkook's," I said, my voice shaky.

"And I am yours, Yang Moon," he replied, brushing his lips against mine.

"Mine," he murmured again, kissing me deeply.