"You come here," I utter, kindly but sternly.

She strolls to me but puts her arms around my body to already use my weakness. "What's that?" I show her the test she totally failed, looking down at her face she's keeping against my chest. "Why didn't you tell me about it?"

"Jungkook...I swear this is because of my table mate," she gives me an answer that I hope to not be a lie. "And why?" I cup her chin to make her look into my eyes. "He always makes me laugh...! He always steals my stuff and makes dirty jokes to bother me, but he got on my nerves while we were doing the test, and I told him to shut up, but the teacher heard me, and she said I was cheating..." she explains to me. "I swear I'm telling the truth...she even called me a hypocrite when I said I did not cheat..."

"She called you a hypocrite?" this doesn't go down my throat, not accepting this at all. "Yes..." she holds me tight. I put the paper down on the flat surface and grab my phone. "Who is she?"

"Miss Kyung," she answers, so I note it on my phone to make sure I don't forget. "All right, I'm gonna have a talk with this woman," I lock my phone and put it in my pocket. "But who's that guy? You never talked about him before."

"He's my table mate when we're at school, but I don't like him. He even said that he once had a wet dream about me, and there was a day where I ate a banana, but he faked a moan when I put it in my mouth and laughed..." she reveals something she never told me. I don't like the fact she kept it to herself. "Why didn't you tell me about this, y/n? We don't hide anything from each other..." I express my disappointment. "I know but...I was scared to tell you...I didn't want to talk about it..."

"Why?" I don't understand her. "I didn't want you to be worried. I felt like you would be too concerned about it, I don't really care about him, and I thought this wasn't serious since he only talks, and he's annoying and perverted, but he's not mean."

"Hm..." I show my annoyance. "I don't want you to keep anything to yourself again, y/n. I want you to talk about it when someone or something bothers you..."

"Okay, I promise I will. I'm sorry for not telling you," she presses her lips on mine. I'm not mad since I know she wouldn't try to hide something serious to me. She often tells me once Minjae talks to her, she even told me when a guy touched her while she was on the bus to her school, so I know she wouldn't try to lie or be dishonest. I drop a kiss on her forehead but straighten my back. "Anyway, it's time for dinner," I gaze into her eyes but tuck my hands in my pockets. "Do you want to go to a restaurant?"

"A restaurant?" she smiles, broadly. "Yes," I bring one hand up to her face to brush some strands of hair behind her ear. "To celebrate our new house. Do you like the idea?"

"Of course, I do," she stands on her feet and presses a cute kiss on my lips. "Great. I'm going to wear the clothes you like to see on me the most," I grin but cup the side of her neck, loving this spot for my hand. "Your dress shirt and waistcoat! Because if yes, we might make love again once we're back."

I giggle shyly but peck her lips. "Come on, get ready," I give a little slap to her butt. She enthusiastically runs away and goes up the stairs hastily. I laugh in a quiet manner but follow her steps at a slower pace. She's crazy, I love her so much.

40 minutes later...

"Honey," I knock on the door of the bathroom, fixing my tie under my grey waistcoat. "Are you soon done?"

"Yes," she opens the door to not let me wait on my spot, so I walk in but let the door opened. I smile as soon as I lay my eyes on her, she's so beautiful.

'YOUR P.O.V'

"I just need to apply the lipstick on, and I'm ready," I grab it but peek at him, smelling his cologne that always fills me with desire. "Why are you ruining everything...?" I sigh, feeling ugly in front of him. Everything he wears makes him twice hotter. His luxury watch, his light grey dress shirt of which the sleeves are rolled up to reveal his tattooed and veiny arms that he knows I love, his dark grey waistcoat. He looks like David Beckham, but in a better version of him. "Ruining...? Why?" he pouts, his face now contrasting with his muscular body.

"You're too sexy," I answer to relieve him, but I hit his chest in the most gentle manner. "You're overshadowing me like this..."

"Stop being stupid," he gets closer to me, feeling shy whenever I compliment him. His hand brushes past my butt, heavily, and he presses a kiss on my ear to stand behind me. "You're sexy as well, way too much," he takes a look at my dress, checking me out from behind. "Isn't it a bit too tight?" he attempts to make me change it, his hand touching my hip. I shake my head. "It's perfect. I need to look good with a man like you."

"You always look good," he returns the compliment, making me smile but take my lipstick up. I apply the soft, nude color and put it down. Now that I'm done with this, I turn around and put my arms around Jungkook. He gives me the same embrace back and smiles at me. "I'm ready."

"We can go then," he kisses my lips, so I step back, and we both leave the room to head downstairs. I grab my phone that I left on the dining table and then get to the front door to put my shoes on. "Which one do you like the most?" I squat down in front of my shoes and look up at him, who's putting his coat on. "The ones you want."

"I'm asking for your opinion..." I make it obvious this isn't what I wanted to hear, and he chuckles. "All right, put your sneakers on, you'll be more comfortable."

"You don't like high heels?" I still ask another question. "Well, put your high heels on if you want," he shrugs, smiling at me. "Okay, high heels," I nod and put them on.

"I thought you asked for my opinion..." he remarks, teasing me about it. I grin but act like this didn't happen. "Look," I step towards him to face him. "We're the same height now," I compare myself to him, ignoring the little inches left for me to be at his level. "Uhm. Not totally, but I'm going to pretend we are to not ruin your happiness," he cutely tells me but grabs his keys to open the door. "Come on, let's go, baby."

I move forth to get on the way but feel a slap on my butt once I go out, making me turn around to glance at him. "Sorry," he smirks. "It's too tempting tonight," he walks by me, knowing how much I love when he does this type of little thing to me. I follow him without complaining and enter his car.

"When will I be allowed to drive your car?" I buckle my seat belt on, staring at him do the same. A chortle runs out of his mouth, and he turns the ignition on. "When you have your driving license, obviously."

"Well...you could at least help me to have it..." I lay my arms over my lap, hoping for him to understand what I mean by that. "Hm," he smiles and puts his hand on the gear stick, but his eyes land into mine. "The lessons start tomorrow then, is that all right?"

"Yes," I respond with joy, happy to know he accepted right away. We now get on the road to the restaurant.

•••

9 pm.

The dinner at the restaurant now done, we both go back to his car that is parked in a parking a bit away from the place, his hand holding mine with our fingers intertwined. No matter the coldness of this day, his body is still able to keep me warm. He hasn't stopped touching me during the meal, he made me get closer to him once he noticed I wanted to have a physical contact with him, his hand was often passing over, squeezing my thigh, he even slid some fingers under my dress, but probably because I was touching him a lot too, maybe too much given how hard and hot he became.

Once we get to his car, he brings me closer to position me in front of him and opens the door for me, his fingers sliding down my back to caress my butt again. I think he really loves this spot of my body. I get inside the car once I have access to it, and he closes the door to join me.

The tension is still so present that I feel like the evening isn't going to end with sleep only. Jungkook, whose behavior exposes a lot of lust and sexual want, joins me. He closes the door but removes his coat to put it in the back. We both get in eye contact, but he starts the car. "You've been a bad girl, y/n," he sighs, putting his seat belt on. I grin but like the sound of his words. "What? What have I done?" I act innocent.

His hot hand comes right on my thigh, his other one controlling the steering wheel. I smile and look down at his tattoos and veins. "You know it."

"Hm..." I emit, licking my lips but putting my eyes on him. I reach out for him and get my hand on his crotch, grabbing what hard there. "Is it because of that?"

He scoffs, sexily. He removes his hand from me and places it over mine. "Yes, because of that."

I keep my eyes fixed on him but rub my hand on his erection, before pulling it away to tease him. His smirk softly turns a bit more smug, and he glides his hand between my thighs, never taking our skin away from the other's one. He doesn't go smoothly but passes his fingers under my dress, making me bite my lips. However, I push his hand away, clenching my thighs. I look at the road but decide to tease him, I rub my hand over his hardness, making him lick his lips and grin. I check his reaction and shove my hand in his pants, stroking him and enjoying it. "I'm going to make you regret this once we're home."

"Oh, really?" I don't hold back or fear anything, I continue to play with his emotions, seeing how affected he is by it. He swallows heavily and puts his elbow on the door, nibbling on his lips while focusing on the road.

"That's dangerous, don't do that," he lets some pleasure out but doesn't take my hand away. "Just an excuse," I grin but listen to him, I get my sneaky hand back on me. "You're going to regret this so much..."

20 minutes later...

I step inside the house after a car ride full of tension. I take my shoes off, and Jungkook does the same. However, once I try to move, his hand grasps my arm firmly. "You're not going anywhere," he sternly asserts. I grin, but he picks me up and puts me over his shoulder to leave the entry room and walk towards the stairs. "What are you going to do to me? You're not going to hurt your baby, right?" I slap his thick butt while his hand is remaining right below mine, gripping my thighs and keeping his thumb between them.

"I'm going to punish you," he says, climbing up the stairs. "Really hard."

Just at the sound of the tone of his voice, I know he's not kidding. I think I'm going to be tortured. I lean over and put my arms around his waist, having my face against his butt. As soon as we reach the upper floor after two staircases, he moves up to our bedroom, my heart beating fast, I bite my lips and see us enter the room to be locked in.

No time to ask for some gentleness, he drops me on the bed like a bag of potato and stares down at me, unfastening his belt. "Take your dress off."

I shake my head, defying him to make the aftermath even harder. He goes forth and grabs me by the throat to pin me down on the mattress, making my heart skip a beat but race even more. "Are you sure you don't want to do it yourself?" he stares deep into my eyes, brushing his thumb over my skin. I still dare to nod, feeling like the wine he drank is still running through his veins.

"All right," his deep voice that only appears once he's turned on shivers me to the bone, and he straightens up, he undresses me a bit abruptly and roughly, acting the way I like him to whenever we're in bed. He throws the clothing on the floor and removes my underwear, orders me to turn around, and takes his tie off. He doesn't go easy on me but ties my hands together behind my back.

"Do not scream, all right? We have neighbors now," he forces me to obey with his enticing and sexy voice. I smile in the sheets but fear what he's about to do to me. Once my hands are trapped, I glance up at him but see him get his waistcoat and dress shirt away from his body. I check his muscular, tattooed torso, loving the sight of it, loving how tense his muscles are when he flexes them. I gulp down at the exact moment that he drops his clothes, setting his eyes on mine.

He smirks but bends over, placing his hand on my butt to delicately stroke it as if he was about to do something bad. "Are you still bold?" he licks his lips, his hand pressing down next to me on the mattress to hold himself in this position. I nod, turning around to not give me a better ending.

He gives me a smug smile but whirls me around to slap my butt really hard but cause an unexpected moan to run away from my lips, and my eyes to close at the painful impact that affected my entire body. "Do you still want to be a little brat?" he whispers in my ear, making me bite my lips but smile, enjoying this more than I should. My whole body is covered in chills, I'm trembling from excitement, and he knows how good it feels for me when he acts in such a dominating manner.

"Oh, you're smiling?" he notices my pleasure, his fingers caressing my stinging skin. Some seconds fly by with nothing more than silence, so I open my eyes and look at him in the dimness of this dark room, but another strong slap pushes my body forth on the mattress, getting my voice to echo through the room. This hurts so much, but I can't stop wanting more.

"You like it, don't you?" he rasps close to my lips, knowing me more than anyone does. I clench my legs but don't answer him, I keep my eyes closed, and another spank hits me with more force, the sound of it reverberating all its powerfulness through the room to mingle with my whine. "Do you really want me to treat you like that? To go hard on you and make you regret what you do when you forget who rules in the house?" he speaks and uses the right words to get to me, giving me what I want.

"Yes, please," I spur him to continue, feeling comfortable enough with him to let him have all the control. "Get up," he grabs my tied wrists to pull me up, putting my face back on the mattress. "You do not move, or I make it harder, all right?" he gives a squeeze to the side of my thigh, and I let a humming sound vibrate through my throat, still feeling the pain and soreness of the spot that feels hot as I'm now on my feet.

His tough hand passes over it, my teeth biting my lips out of anticipation. He grips my hip with his other hand, and in just a second full of stress, his right hand goes right into my hurtful spot, never softening the slaps but only getting me to feel like it's even more painful. He does it one more time, giving me less breaks between each spank. The more he slaps me, the more it becomes numb and turns into some type of painful pleasure.

Once he repeats his action but makes it the one I cannot stand anymore, I whimper his name, and my knees become weak, making my legs wobble. I whine but slightly lose my balance, asking for a break. "I told you not to move," he voices out, my body feeling too overwhelmed to answer or react. "It hurts..." I can barely handle it, but he holds his lips near my ear. "You know our safe word, baby. I won't stop until I hear it," he uses his hand again to make me whine. I turn my head to the side but feel some tears in my eyes. I lie down without listening to him but turn around and spread my legs to have him in-between them. "Please..." I stare at him, holding one leg up to rub my knee on his erection, the tightness of his pants making the frictions even heavier. "Fuck me, Jungkook..."

"Keep going," he asks me, so I continue to rub his hard cock with my knee, making him get off while his left hand is squeezing my right thigh. I smile but move it in a circular motion, teasing the tip and giving some faster rubbing. He smirks back at me but takes my leg to put it away, his erection sticking out his pants. He takes everything off, stripping before my lustful eyes. His naked body always makes me horny, this is sick, my head is sick.

I keep my legs pulled apart for him, and he bends over to top me, pressing his hard member between my wet lips. "You deserve to be even more punished," he drops a soft and tender kiss on my lips, acting different from some seconds earlier when he was destroying my butt. "Hm?" he murmurs against my skin but pushes his hips back and forth, this amazing movement driving me insane. His hips are so damn wonderful, he knows how to use them well. "You played with me when you know you must not," his voice turns into whispers, my legs clenching onto his sides, a mischief but sexy smile gowns on his face, and he skims my cheek with them, going down to my sensitive neck.

"Unless I play with you as well and fuck you all night long," the tip of his tongue licks my shivered skin, my body shaking as the orgasm is blooming inside of me at fast speed. "I'll make it impossible for you to walk tomorrow, you'd like that, wouldn't you?" he reaches out for one of my breasts, and he cups it, kneading it. "Yes..."

- Next day -

Sunday, January 26, 2020.

1 pm.

'JUNGKOOK'S P.O.V'

I leave my dreams, my eyes opening, I squint my eyes and look in the opposite direction of the window to avoid the daylight that passes through the flimsy curtains. I turn towards y/n, who is lying down on her flat and sleeping tight, probably because of what happened last night which I admit to have been very agitated. The broken bed can give the evidence.

I pull the blanket higher to cover our naked bodies and cuddle up against her, putting my arm around her and holding her to have my face closer to hers. She's my little beam of light in the morning, she doesn't do anything but makes me happy by being here with me, that's the best type of happiness. I press a kiss on her shoulder and let myself go back to sleep. It's already Sunday, and I don't want to go back to work after three entire days spent by her side.

A kiss on the tip of my nose makes me open my eyes and I fall deep into her soul. A smile grows on our faces, and I kiss her lips. She looks so sleepy, she's adorable. I caress her back, and we both stare into each other's without glancing away, our minds and bodies surely remembering what happened last night. I smile and slide my hand up to her head to comb her hair back. She kisses my lips again but comes closer to put her arms around my neck, pressing her curves against my body, she hugs me in the morning to make my day.

We don't say a word, not needing this to show our love for one another. I hug her back, holding each other in a tight embrace. I nestle my face in the crook of her neck but smile.

The sound of my phone ringing interrupts us.