It wasn’t that things were boring in bed. Far from it but jungkook never seemed content. You didn’t know what you could do to please him. You’d finish sex and be completely satisfied and he would gush about how great it was but the words never reached his eyes. They just looked dull and, truthfully? A little bored. 

You were horny now. You’d been watching some film that included a lot of sex scenes and it had wound you up like a clock. It was the worst timing though. Taehyung was over and he and kook were in the sitting room, playing games. 

You decided to cool yourself down with some water. There would be time for some fun with him once tae went home. You poured a glass of water and sipped it, quietly. 

Voices filtered in from the living room next door and you tried to resist the urge to eavesdrop but it was too strong.

"Dude you are complaining about having sex with a really hot girl on a daily basis?“ 

"No. I’m not complaining about having sex. I’m complaining about not having enough sex. I can’t get my fill. You know how I am." 

"Yeah. A male nympho." 

"Yes! But I can’t tell her that." 

"Why?" 

"Cause what if it freaks her out? I mean most guys are sex obsessed to a point. But me? I’m sex crazed. I can’t think about anything but sex 24/7." 

"I know mate. Explains how crap you are at these games.”

"tae this isn’t a joke okay? I love her. I don’t wanna freak her out or anything.“ 

"Then don’t tell her." 

"So just keep pretending I’m satisfied? Never admit that I want more?" 

"Way I see it, you have two options. Tell your girlfriend you are a sex obsessed mad man and hope she can handle it or don’t tell her and keep feeling like you need more." 

"Ugh. I guess you’re right." 

"I’m always right.”

"Shut up tae.“ 

You gulp and step out of the kitchen. He’s a nymphomaniac? Well that explained so much. But why wouldn’t he just tell you? Why tell tae and not you? Was he worried you couldn’t handle it? Did he think you didn’t have the stamina? Or maybe he thought that you didn’t want him. You couldn’t understand why he hasn’t just spoken to you but the idea that kook was obsessed with sex and he thought about sex with you all the time was quite a turn on. You weren’t going to complain that your sexy boyfriend couldn’t get enough of you. You could barely get enough of him. 

He was like some kind of statue, carved from the finest materials. His body wound you up to no end and he knew exactly how to touch and kiss you in a way that sent you over the edge. You couldn’t find a single fault in the idea that jungkook was addicted to sex. In fact, it kind of excites you. And so you made a decision. You would play along with him and his addiction and see how long it took him to tire out. You were sure you could do it. Nothing made you tired of jungkook and you were sure you could outlast him. 

Him and tae had returned to their game now but, every time kook failed a mission or got himself killed, tae would make a sarcastic Comment about how he should stop thinking about you naked and focus on the game. Taehyung stayed for another couple of hours and, by the time he left, you were desperate to show Jungkook that you could satisfy him. You’d never been so ready for him.

"Babe? You wanna order pizza?” He called out from the sitting room.

An idea came to your mind and you smirked.

"Yeah I’ll call them. What do you want?“ 

Jungkook relayed his order to you and you assured him you would phone while he tidied up the sitting room. Instead you sneaked upstairs and changed into your skimpiest underwear, covering it with nothing but a long jacket. You slipped on a high pair of heels and made your way downstairs. 

You stopped on the last step and listened. Jungkook was still in the living room, cleaning up after him and his friend. You used the back door to sneak out and silently made your way around the front. You straightened your jacket then pushed the doorbell. You could hear Jungkook inside, calling on you to get the door and you waited until he gave up shouting for you. You smirked as his tall frame slunk towards the glass door. He pulled it open and frowned.

"Did someone order pizza?” You smirked. 

"Y/N what are you-?“ He cut himself off with a gasp as you opened your coat to reveal the sexy underwear you were wearing beneath it. 

"Fuck y/n. Why do you have to be such a tease?" 

"Oh you love it really,” you grin as you slip past him, into the house, “don’t you? You nympho." 

"Shit you heard me and taehyung?" 

"I did indeed. Now do you want to stand there with the door open or do you want to shut it and come join me in the bedroom?" 

He doesn’t hesitate and the door shuts with a thud. He takes control now as grabs your hand, leading you upstairs and into your room. 

"We don’t have to do anything,” he reminds you as he shuts the door. 

"I know but I have a little game. You’re obsessed with sex right? Addicted to it? Can’t get it off your mind?“ 

"Yes, y/n. That is what nympho means." 

"Well then I’m going to keep going until you are too exhausted to think of anything but sleep.”

"Even in sleep I think about sex.“ 

"Hmm then I’ll just have to ride you in your sleep." 

The corners of his lips pull up in an amused smile and his dimples pop on his stubbly cheeks.

"I’m going to hold you to that,” he promises as he steps forward and rolls your coat from your body.

It drops to the ground with a soft swish and you have no time to step away from it. Jungkook hoists you into his strong arms and stumbles backwards until he has you against the bed. Then he gently shoves you down on it. You watch as he removes everything but his boxers and lowers himself on to the bed, hovering above you on his elbows. 

His lips crash against yours and your mouth opens to deepen the kiss as your fingers grip the hair at the nape of his neck. He groans into your mouth and grinds his hips to your core. He’s rock hard already and it gives you a feeling of both satisfaction and power. You want to pleasure him over and over until he can’t take it any longer. He thinks he is sex obsessed? He has no idea how much you hunger for him. How long you could play with him just to satisfy your every need. Your fingers claw at his naked back and your body erupts in goosebumps when he moans at the feeling. 

"You’re going to have to kill me to satisfy me,“ he teases, his lips traveling to your neck.

"I’ve got all night baby,” you assure him. 

He grins against your neck and you gulp as his hand rests on your stomach before sliding its way southwards. Ugh he feels good and you need him so bad but this is about him. You want to make him come over and over again until he collapses from exhaustion. Only then will you ease up on him. He gasps as you grip his arms suddenly and roll over, trapping him beneath you. 

"We’ve got all night baby,“ you remind him. 

Your hand lowers to the bulge in his boxers and he cries out and buries his face in the book of your neck as you Palm him through the thin fabric. His crotch rolls upwards, into your hand and his own hands reach up to your breasts. He tugs the cups of your bra down and his fingers dance across your naked chest, paying extra attention to your nipples. 

"You have no idea how many times I think of these a day,"he grins. 

He rolls them between his thumb and forefinger and you push your chest into his capable hands.

"Almost as much as I think about your pussy." 

You gulp loudly and it seems to egg him on. 

"You want to know what I think about doing to you?” He teases. 

Your breathless gasp is response enough for him. 

"I think about licking it clean. About running my tongue over it until you are dried out.“ 

You swallow loudly, peering down at him as he works his hands across your breasts. 

"I think about fucking you with my fingers, pumping them in to you until you come again and again. I think about rubbing that little clit of yours until you’re squirting all over me." 

Ugh why did this all sound so hot? 

"I think about pounding it with my cock until you are shaking under me." 

That does it. He wasn’t getting the upper hand. Not like this. You reached inside his boxers and his mouth clamped shut. His eyes widened on yours and you smirked at him, triumphant. You gripped his length and began to pump it in your fist. He whimpered and bucked his hips, trying to create more friction. This was how you loved him. A mess at your touch. It aroused you further than anything else.

"I want to 69,” you informed him. 

It was something you had wanted to try with him for a long time but you’d never really had the nerve. You couldn’t explain what it was about knowing your boyfriend was a nympho that made you feel more confident. Maybe it was the knowledge that nothing could disappoint him. Anything that was related to sex was bound to be something he had fantasized about.

"Fuck,“ he growled, "I’ve been dreaming about that since our first date." 

You giggle but it turns to a moan as his fingers slip downwards and into your underwear. Oh his fingers. He can work them like magic across a guitar but nothing compares to the way he touches you. He strums you to a beat that only he hears and it drives you insane. Two fingers curl up inside you, tickling your front walls as your hand drops to his balls and rolls them in your palm. His head falls back on the pillows and he lets out a low hiss. 

"Y/N sit on my face,” he orders and it sounds threatening and promising at the same time. 

You let him help you out of your underwear and then remove his boxers fully. He turns you around so your back is to the headboard and guides you up his body until your core is hovering above his face then he pulls you down, gripping your thighs in place and it is sweet torture. His lips devour your sweet spot and you cry out in pleasure. You gently stroke his length as you become accustomed to Jungkook’s lips on your sex and his stubble scratching your inner thighs.

He doesn’t see it coming when you lean forward and take him between your lips. You hollow your cheeks and suck with all your strength. His hips buck and he breathes ragged against your core. He tastes good. Pre cum is beading on his tip and you lick it up happily. You try to concentrate on giving him the best blow job ever but he keeps sending small shocks through your system with every lap of his tongue. You can feel yourself rising and it’s almost impossible to hold it back. His tongue inserts into you and you let out a loud groan around his length. 

He stiffens beneath you and you smirk to yourself and groan again. Oh he is loving this. His body reacts perfectly to the vibrations in your mouth. He keeps up with his tongue then pulls it out to take a final few sweeps of your clit. You can’t hold it any longer and you come. Your body erupts like a volcano and relief and pleasure roll down it, rendering you helpless as Jungkook makes you come alive. You are rising again in seconds, despite your attempt to remove yourself from Jungkook's face.

"Jungkook,“ you whine, trying to hold back. 

The mix between your desperate, horny plea and the way it feels around his length tips him over and you come together this time. Your orgasm is like an after shock. Not as long as your previous but every bit as intense and Jungkook whines into your core as he squirts his load into your mouth. You climb off him now but you are far from done and you know Jungkook is too. He watches as you swallow his arousal and you are surprised to see his length twitch again so soon. 

"Ready for round two baby?” You tease him. 

“And three and four and five and-” you cut him off as you bring your lips to his happy trail.

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