BOYS WHO EAT IT GOOD!

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tw: smut

"What the fuck?!" Destiny woke the other two up with a gasp, staring at her laptop screen with wide eyes filled with fear. "Look at this y'all!"

Giselle's eyes were still glued shut when she crawled out of bed, her blonde hair in tangles, to look at what her friend had been pointing at. A news article showing the death of a young college girl.

"What is it?" Lola, barely awake, stood awkwardly between their beds, yawning loudly. She scratched the back of her neck, "What happened?"

Pointing vigorously, "Look! A girl got killed!" Destiny lifted her laptop for the both to see. "They threw her body out of a car, on a fuckin' highway!"

"What the fuck?" Giselle's eyes shot open. "Oh my god she got stabbed six-hundred-and-thirteen times?!"

The morning news were already covering it, and people were already freaking out on Twitter.

"Nah, that's it." Destiny shook her head, immediately switching tabs. "I'm ordering us some fuckin' pepper sprays or sum, 'cause what the fuck you mean girls are getting stabbed to death and thrown outta cars?"

"Yeah, good idea." Giselle nodded, hand over mouth as she read the article on her own phone. "It says she was a college student... Anna Van Der Walsh."

"Poor girl." Lola sat at the edge of her bed, rubbing her eyes open. "Do they know who did it?"

Giselle shook her head, kissing her teeth.

Fear had settled in the pit of their stomach. All thre knew for a fact, girlhood meant being scared of seeing dead women on the news, because you, your friend, your sister, or your mother could be next.

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Jin read the same article, phone in hand, "She got stabbed over six-hundred times..."

"Six-hundred?!" Jungkook asked, to which Jin replied with a nod. "Goddamn."

Namjoon hadn't talked ever since the news came out. Everything felt a little too familiar to him, a little too personal. He scrolled through Twitter, and repined at the comments people were making.

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Some were cruel, lacked empathy, and others were what Namjoon agreed with. He couldn't help but wonder if Anna had a little brother, and if she did, Namjoon knew exactly how he must feel.

"Yo-" Jungkook pulled him out of his thoughts. "Hyung?"

"Hm?" Namjoon threw his phone across the couch, he knew he had to forget about it. About Anna Van Der Walsh... About his own sister.

"You good?" Jungkook asked.

Namjoon gave him a reassuring nod. "Just tired."

"Anyways, I'm going to class." Jin opened the door, but before leaving, "Don't forget, we're at the studio tonight. And tell Taehyung, he hasn't been around again."

"Got it." Jungkook hummed. The two were left alone. "Hyung... Did you fuck Miss Park for Lola?"

It was silent. He was hesitant to answer. Nerves gnawing away at his hands. Namjoon had been feeling this way for a while now. He wasn't sure what it was. It came and went, but it felt like death every time. "Yeah."

"Why?"

"I don't know-" he clicked his tongue, "you was gon' ask me to do it anyway, right?"

Sighing, "Yeah." Jungkook nodded. He had his pierced brow raised, and his lip ring trapped between his playful teeth as he read between the lines on his friend's face. "Who told you about the fight though?"

"Jimin." Namjoon answered, and immediately regretted it. The very name that haunted his sleep. He couldn't keep on living with it, let alone look Jimin in the face. "Now you reminded me of that shorty again. I feel like a fuckin' monster."

"Nah it's fine. You just not gonna tell him about it, and it's fine." Jungkook tried reassuring, though only did so for his own good. He knew Namjoon was his only chance to avoid expulsion.

"You don't get it, mane." Namjoon, drained, poured himself into the couch. He practically melted into the fabric. "How would you feel if I was fuckin' your mom behind your back?"

Jungkook had never been the type to show emotions he deemed "weak". To him, tears were embarrassing, and his answer to any inconvenience was to suck it up, which was his answer exactly. "I'd be a man and suck it up." He said expectedly. "It ain't like y'all gettin' married, it's just sex. And if she hot, you gotta hit, it is what it is."

Namjoon frowned, "You gross man."

"Learned it from you." Jungkook laughed cockily, making his friend laugh too.

"Anyways, it ain't for sure if that ginger gon' stay though. I did what I could."

"Nah I'm sure it gon' work, that bitch would do anything to make you happy." Jungkook pointed. "She might be in love witchu, lowkey."

Namjoon rolled his eyes, "Nah you trippin'."

"Nah man! She tryna be witchu more than her own son! I feel bad for Jimin, but his mom a bop for real."

Namjoon knew, it was no surprise to him. He was the reason Jimin struggled to build a relationship with his mom. He was the reason for all the bullshit in his life. He even felt like he was the reason for his sister dying. Namjoon blamed himself for it all.

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Jungkook had grown worried about Lola. now that everyone was talking about the news. He couldn't help but wonder if she was safe, okay... And her not picking up his call made it worse.

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It took Lola a while before she replied, though as long as she did, Jungkook sighed in relief. He wasn't sure what exactly it was that got him so worried. The idea of Lola being in danger made him feel uneasy.

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Of course... Jungkook thought. He kept forgetting about one of the few differences between Lola and himself. She worked hard to keep her life together, whereas Jungkook preferred to wing most of his.

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He smiled to himself, and could imagine the same one plastered across Lola's face. She must've been giggling like she usually does, softly, with her hand covering her mouth. One of the many things Jungkook liked about her face.

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He wanted her to be careful, and told her exactly so. Jungkook wasn't going to deny reality. Men were dangerous, and they were everywhere.

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It wasn't like he disagreed with her. Jungkook was sure it was a man, himself, though he was curious was Lola thought so. Did she think he was just like all other men? Does she even trust him?

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Grateful for the subject change, Jungkook chanced. He wasn't going to class to see her, but he did want to take her on a date, nothing special.

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Jungkook knew... Lola was squirming in her seat. He could almost hear it, imagine it. It made his pants sit tighter around his crotch, it made his need to spread his legs, let his erection harden shamelessly.

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Lola's reply basically confirmed his fantasies. She must've been turning red, the exclamation marks were a sign of that. She had to be sweating.

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So he added to the torture, called her baby. Jungkook regretted it for a second, wished he would've used that word in real life to see her reaction, but something about imagining her expressions turned him on. He enjoyed guessing, and most times he'd be right. Lola's expression was desperate.

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"Watchu want?" He glanced at her shortly, before turning back to the menu. The car in front of them was taking a while, allowing Lola to take her time choosing if she wanted the cheeseburger or the spicy chicken burger. "They got tenders here."

"They do?" Lola leaned over his lap, hands palming his thighs, whether or purpose or not, it worked... Jungkook felt himself twitch. "Are they good?"

Their faces were almost touching with the way Lola leaned it, breaths colliding. "They fire." He whispered. Jungkook's hands sneaked around her waist, keeping her in that position. "Like you."

Seconds passed before Lola chuckled in his face. She forced his strong and large hands off her waist to sit back in her seat. "You're comparing me to chicken tenders?"

He shrugged, chuckling along. "Tenders are delicious."

"You don't know if I'm delicious." Lola narrowed her eyes. Yes, they had fucked, but he hadn't tasted her. So Lola told him just that; "You never tasted me."

He whistled, one brow cocked as he pushed his tongue against the inside of his cheek. "Shi, maybe if you lucky I might change that." Immediately, her cheeks turned pink. Jungkook relished in the sight, and drove when the car in front started moving. Jutting his chin at his window being rolled down, "Tell me watchu want."

She gulped. Not sure what answer he was looking for. "Cheeseburger." She cleared her throat.

"Can I get two cheeseburgers, two large fries, yeah, and the ten piece tenders?-" he turned to Lola, "watchu wanna drink?"

"Coke."

"And, two large cokes, please?"

Not so sneakily, Jungkook placed his hand on her jittering thigh. She was nervous, not for any particular reason, just the fact that he seemed to always made her want to hop like a bunny.

"Thanks." As they pulled up to the next window, "You good, bunny?" He asked her, though his eyes were focused elsewhere. Hand still on her thigh.

She hummed in response, "Just hungry."

"Me too." Jungkook nodded, turning to her at last. His doe eyes were soft, gentle, and traveling down to her crotch area. "Can't wait to eat."

They both knew what he was doing, and that he was doing it on purpose. And it could've gone further if it wasn't for the fastfood worker at the window. Jungkook paid for the food, secured the bag, and drove out. "We can eat here f'you want, but I know a place I think you gon' like."

"Hm? You know me well enough to think so?"

Cocky, "I can read you easily." He shrugged.

Lola could finally breathe, no tattooed hand on her thigh, as he had to use both hands to drive them down an empty road, following a narrow path that lead to a serene park surrounded by trees. It was a pond, sheltering tadpoles and crickets.

"It's so pretty!" She walked out of the car with sparks in her eyes. They matched the stars flickering above.

Behind her stood him. "I know." He whispered quietly. One hand holding their bag of food, and the other roaming free around her waist. Squeezing her through her shirt, dipping under the fabric to caress her warm skin. "Five minutes from the bridge, and five minutes from the dorms. It's the perfect path f'you ever wanna take a lil' walk."

She turned around to look up at him. "You're so-" but stopped herself when her eyes landed on his lips. The way he toyed with his lip ring was enough to send her over the edge.

"I'm so what?" He leaned in, "Sexy? Hot?"

Lola rolled her eyes and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "So annoying." He chuckled and joyfully skipped to the single bench positioned perfectly to watch the pond while they ate. "I love it here! Please tell me it's a secret!"

He followed her, wearing a soft grin, and shook his head. "Lo, there's millions of people livin' here." He scrunched his nose when she sighed. "We can pretend it is though." Hands sneaking around her waist again, now that the bag was placed on the bench, he couldn't stay away from her. "Our little secret spot."

"Our little secret spot." She repeated, arms around his neck before kissing him. Deep. Sloppy. Wet. Jungkook loved it when she used her tongue. She was great at it. He wondered how it would feel swirling around his cock- "Let's eat!" Lola pulled back before he could fully indulge in his fantasies.

Minutes turned into an hour, and then another hour. The two were talking about anything and everything.

"Watchu mean you gotta be a lawyer?" He cocked a brow, lighting the cigarette sitting between his lips. He took a puff, threw an arm around her shoulder and took in the scenery. "Who's forcing you?"

Lola leaned into him, head on his shoulder, "No one." She sighed. "No one's forcing me. It's just-" she searched for the words. "I don't know, both my parents are lawyers, so it's only logical for me to become one, as well. No?"

"Nah." Jungkook stated simply.

"No?"

He shook his head. His fingers were drawing circles on her shoulder, pushing the sleeve of her shirt further up. "If you ain't wanna be a lawyer, then nah."

When he put it that way, Lola realized how simple it really is. Though her brain was in shambles all. The. Time. "I don't really know anything besides that, though. When both your parents are lawyers, that's kind of the only profession you can think of."

"Nah." He disagreed, took a long puff and blew it in her face, just to get a chuckle out of her. He succeeded. Avoiding her smacks, he laughed. "My parents ain't singers, but that's what I wanna do. You ain't gotta be what they are... It don't really sound like you want that, anyways."

"You're right." Lola nodded. Quiet. Only the chirp of a thousand crickets around them. The night sky dawned on them, the moon now fully visible. "I don't want it. I just, I don't know, I guess what I want is in the same realm, law."

"Lemme guess-" he pointed at her, turning his body to face her, one arm thrown over the back of the bench, while the one holding his cigarette sat on her thigh, again. "you wanna be a... Cop?"

"Close-" Lola narrowed her eyes, thinking. "actually, not that close, but it can be."

Grinning widely, "A detective!" He pointed, and clapped his hands with joy when she nodded. "You wanna be a detective?"

"A private detective." Lola corrected.

Jungkook moaned. "Shi, that's kinda hot, not gon' lie."

Lola wasn't sure how many times he had made her laugh that night. It was far too many times to count, and this was one of them. She threw her head back, hands on his tattooed bicep. "You find everything hot."

"I find you hot." Jungkook corrected. He leaned in, letting the tension linger a little before pulling her bottom lip between his teeth, making her moan. "So anything you do, I just find hot."

His deep, whispering voice made Lola shiver. She leaned into the kiss, playing with his mullet. Moaning into his mouth. "Fuck, Koo."

It took him by surprised. Short-circuited his brain. Put it in flames. Twitched his cock. Destroyed him. Jungkook felt like he was being murdered. Koo. Her nickname for him. Koo. It turned him to ash. "Koo?"

Lola pressed her lips into a thin line, immediately letting go of him. "I don't know why I said that." She cringed.

"Nah, say that again?" Jungkook grabbed her wrist, pulling her in, being harsh this time, he made sure there wasn't an inch between their beating chests.

He likes it? Lola thought, gasping under his touch. His nose grazed against her pink one, and she felt his breath on her face. "Koo."

"Fuck." It sounded so devastatingly good, Jungkook dropped his head. Face buried in her chest. "That shit's doin' sum to me, Lo. Again. Say it again."

"Koo."

"Again." He whispered, leaning closer.

"Koo." She giggled.

Without a word, Jungkook threw her over his broad shoulder, smirking over her high-pitched gasp. He raised his hand to spank her ass, and put her back on her feet once they reached his car. "Get in."

It was an order. One Lola would gladly follow.

The space was cramped, limited. They had to twist and turn to find the best position, and in a state of lust, Jungkook's knee nudged her between her thighs. It was the kind of accident that felt so good, Lola had to moan it out.

Jungkook twitched at the moan spilling out of Lola's mouth, and into his, as he closed his lips around her velvet ones. "Fuck." Is all he could utter before their kiss turned into a makeout in a matter of seconds. Cusses were whispered under helpless groans, Jungkook wanted her... In all aspects of the word. Want. It felt simple most days, but now it felt as though it had only one definition, and it was the yearn for her.

"Jungkook-"

"Koo." He cut her off, "Call me Koo."

Lola felt his boner digging into her hip, and could imagine the frustration running free through his entire body. She wanted more. For him to beg, almost. "What'd you say?"

Smiling into her neck, Jungkook peppered the skin in red bruises, soon to turn pretty purples and blues. "Call me Koo."

"Call me Koo what?" Lola knew exactly what she was doing, and yet was clueless about the fact that Jungkook did, too.

His hands grappling at her waist, he pulled her to sit on top of him, back pressed against the driver's seat. "Call me Koo please."

She giggled into his mouth, arms tangled around his neck, and fingers in his hair. He liked it when she pulled on the strands, and Lola liked the sounds he made. "Koo." She whispered, "I want you to..." She trailed off, searching for the words. Although, the words were already in her possession, at the very tip of her tongue, yet she was nervous to speak them.

"You want me to...?" Jungkook repeated, one brow raised, hands at the hem of her shirt before pulling it over her head. "Fuck. Want me to do what, bunny?"

He wasted no time licking along her collarbone, the thought of it had been making him hard for a while now. Fingers sneaking around her arms to unclasp her lace bra, which he'd been mesmerized by, but thought it'd look better on the floor of his car.

Big brown bambi eyes, now colored in lust, were staring hungrily at her chest. Perfectly perky, soft, not too big, a perfect fit for his palms. He squeezed them. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck-" his boner grew solid with every single moan he heard spilling out of her lips. "Come on baby, tell me watchu want."

She dug her nails into his neck, unable to speak, only suppressed gasps, and a heaving chest. Lola tried for him, "Want you to- fuck." She sucked air through gritted teeth, Jungkook's thumbs were on her hard nipples. "I want you to eat me."

A smirk immediately found his face. If there was one thing Jungkook wanted etched into his gravestone, it was 'pussy'. "Hmm." He hummed, face itching closer to her tits, diving into her cleavage to suck on the soft skin between. His brows furrowed together, and fingers pinched her waist, he was holding on for dear life. "Ask nicely, and maybe I will."

The grandness of the fire ready to burn her down was incomparable to anything she'd ever felt before. Lola was being destroyed, stripped of anything that made her Lola, and yet, she dreamt of it as if it was a goal in life.

"Please Koo."

Oh you fucking bitch. He thought... He knew.

"Please, eat me. Eat me out, please."

He didn't want to tease her, because to tease her meant to tease himself, and Jungkook had never been a man of patience. Although, considering he's about to put his face in pussy, he might just reach Nirvana with the way he imagined eating it for hours. It was the only thing he knew he could do for hours, and still want more. "Get off me." His chest heaved, "Lie down. Now." He helped her, and positioned himself between her legs. "Getcho shit off, off!"

Jungkook tapped all over Lola's legs, impatient, watching her hungrily as she struggled to get her pants off in the cramped space of his car, so Jungkook helped. He sighed, groaned in frustration and held her jeans by the waist and ripped them off her legs. Smirking over the gasp she let out.

Not long after, Lola was pinned down onto the seats, hands above her head, and legs held up by Jungkook's tattooed hands behind her knees. "My fuckin' god, Lo."

She was wet. Contrary to the belief that Lola was burning at all times, she was always dousing fires between her thighs when she was around him. Her white underwear, matching her -now discarded- bra, had edges of lace, and the wet fabric gave him a sneak peak of all her ins and outs. He could practically see her folds throbbing through the thin, and wet, fabric. Jungkook licked his lips, eyes focused on her pussy, and pussy only. It was his favorite... Brazilian. There was something so sexy about it, to him, it was the best of both worlds. His fingers unconsciously made their way to her inner thighs. He had let go of her wrists long ago, one hand was used to hold her legs up while the other explored.

Lola gasped very faintly, covering her mouth as if there was anyone around. There might've been, but at this point, she didn't think she would've cared. Jungkook was dragging his pointer finger all the way up, and all the way down her entire slit, before pressing his thumb against her clit. He had easily located it, it was swollen, aching for him.

"Please-" she wailed, "please Koo."

Jungkook leaned down, still wearing the same smirk, and pressed his nose against where his thumb was. Eyes closed, he took in her pheromones. Something so unexplainably arousing, so sinfully sexy, so incredibly impure. Oh, did he love every fucking thing about it, though. It was so wrong, it was right. The way she made his cock twitch with just her smell. Jungkook felt as though he was going insane. Something in his brain, an animalistic instinct, told him to rip her panties off and eat her like she's his last meal. Though, he wanted to hear her whimpers. For the first time, Jungkook wasn't quick with the pussy in front of him. There was something about Lola. The way her legs were spread open, her slick panties covering everything Jungkook wants in his mouth. He wanted to savour this moment. "Tell me how much you want this, Lo."

She couldn't. If she opened her mouth, it'd just be moans cascading like she'd been keeping them behind locked lips for centuries.

But it was what he wanted, and what Jungkook wants, he gets.

"Tell me." He repeated. Three fingers drawing circles on her clit, even through her panties, were driving her up the wall. "Come on baby. Tell me how much you want it. Tell me how much you want my mouth on your cunt."

His whispers, the delicate kissed he planted on her knees, and calves, Lola couldn't help but roll her eyes into the back of her head. She could only whimper faintly. "I want it."

"Yeah?" Jungkook's fingers were applying more pressure with every sound she made, the same way his jeans were tightening around his growing erection with with every sound, as well. "How much?" He asked, groaning at the way her clit twitched under his long fingers. He almost wanted to say 'fuck it', and slide all five fingers in, but knew that it was probably a foreign concept to her. So he took it slow, "How much? Would you kill for my mouth, baby?"

In the chaos of her burning mind, Lola couldn't register anything that was going on. "Yes!" She nodded, "I would! Please, I need your mouth! I need it!"

He knew she'd break eventually, but wasn't expecting it to be so soon. He laughed at her helplessness. It turned him on for her to be whining with the smallest touch. "Hips."

As if clockwork, Lola lifted herself for Jungkook to slip her panties of, and a whole new world was awaiting him. There was nothing sexier to him, than the sight of a bare, raw pussy.

"Fuck-" he moaned, brows furrowed together. "Fuck, you're so fuckin' fine, Lo." He palmed the base of her tights with both hands, thumbs opening her throbbing folds for better access, and without a warning, Jungkook licked her from top the bottom.

"Oh my fucking god!" The way Lola screamed ignited an immensely dangerous fire in the pit of his stomach, and he felt it in the way his shaft throbbed. It was filthy, and he relished in it.

His mouth open, breathing against her pussy, he opened her even further and slipped his tongue in as far as he could. It was like nothing he tasted before. There was a certain cleanliness to her. It made him want to ruin her. She tasted like innocence, the bittersweetness of purity, and he wanted to destroy that. "Fuck-" he moaned against her folds when he pulled back for air. "Fuck, you taste so fuckin' good? What the fuck baby?"

He was baffled. Why she tasted like sweet nectar was beyond him. Though, she didn't. Lola tasted like any other girl with a good pH balance, Jungkook only thought so because he was utterly and insanely attracted to her. He wasn't aware of that, to him, Lola must've been sent from heaven, with a pussy so holy. "Jungkook-" she groaned when she noticed the lack of mouth on her. He was watching her from between her soft thighs, "please."

"Want me to keep going baby, hm?" He was a mess. Sweat rolling down his face, which was also covered in her slick. He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it somewhere in the car, giving her a chance to take a peek at his perfect form. He was a god, Lola though, or at least he looked like one. He could've been the devil, for all she knew, but didn't care. "You want my mouth all over this pussy, don't you?"

"Mhm." She moaned.

"Say it, bunny." Jungkook pinched her clit between his thumb and pointer finger. He loved to knock the breath out of her after a question, enjoyed how she struggled to give him an answer, and when she couldn't, he enjoyed making it harder for her. Being meaner. "Come on. What? Can't talk?"

The moment Lola opened her mouth, he pinched again. Laughing hysterically, "Awe...." He cooed, almost mockingly, "Little bunny can't talk? Is little bunny that dumb? Hm? That brainless?" He leaned down, fingers still toying with her clit, while his free hand set a stinging spank on her ass. "Words. Use yo' words, and maybe I'll use my mouth."

Lola discovered a new sensation, and it being completely out of her control made it somehow sexier to her. She wanted him to be mean, it turned something inside her brain. Almost worked like a shock factor to help simmer her mind.

"No words?" He spanked her again, and buried his middle finger all the way into her pussy. Three knuckles deep. It took Lola by surprise, so unexpectedly she had to scream it out. Jungkook laughed at her, licking his lips hungrily, "Imma give you three fuckin' seconds to speak," he groaned deeply, while dipping his middle finger in and out of her pussy, ignoring her squirming and pleading. "If you still ain't speak by the time I'm done counting, I'll fuck you how I wanna fuck you, and leave yo' fine ass here alone."

The pace of Lola's heartbeat increased dramatically. He sure knew how to talk dirty, but this was more than just dirty. This was anger, this was mean, this was filthy. Lola loved every single second of it. She moaned, hands clasping around his wrist while the pace of his middle finger quickened.

"One-"

She hadn't opened her mouth, only stared right through Jungkook's darkening eyes. He fingered her, harder, faster, he knew it would be impossible for her to speak at all, and thrived off of the frustration written all over her panting face. Rosy cheeks, freckles splattered like a constellation, her glasses sitting prettily on her nose, Jungkook liked it when she kept them on. It turned him on. Filled his mind with the filfthieist, nastiest fantasies he could think of. It was always treat to jerk off with the imagery engraved into his mind.

"two-"

His voice was deeper now, sounded more like a warning. He cocked a brow, curious as to when she would start crying, he knew it was coming, and he'd been thinking about it, yearning for it. To make things harder, Jungkook slipped another finger in. Her gasps filling the acoustics of his car, it smelled like arousal. Windows damp, their bodies damp, it was everything Lola hated. Yet she wanted this to last forever.

Jungkook's eyes were warning her, just as much as his words. With every painful gasp she let out, Jungkook quickened his pace. And when he finally opened his mouth to count yet again; "thr-"

"Please I want your mouth on me!" Lola yelped just in time. Jungkook was right, she did start crying. "Please! I fucking need it, Koo! Please! I need your mouth!"

Satisfied, Jungkook slipped his fingers out of her cunt and brought them to his mouth. Covered in her juices,he put them both in his mouth, swirling his tongue around his thick knuckles while staring right into her hungry eyes. He licked between his fingers, flicking his tongue to show what he'd be doing to her in the coming minutes. "Good girl." He groaned as he licked his fingers clean, his free hand caressing her shivering thigh. "Good fuckin' girl."

Jungkook lifted her legs even higher and drew them over his broad shoulders, hands squeezing her hips, he didn't tell her anything before diving into her wet pussy, for good this time.

"Oh my god! Fuck!" Lola moaned, it was loud, and careless. Just how Jungkook likes it. He likes when girls are just as filthy as him. Just as horny, and just as likely to go to hell.

To him, Lola was a contradiction. She looked like an angel, talked like an angel, tasted like an angel, but she was the devil through and through. Just as stained, just as tainted with sin, just as in need of absolving. He reveled in it. The way his teeth grazed around her swollen clit, and the way she asked for more of it. More of his fingers, another one, and another, until three of them were knuckle deep inside her. Curling right where she wants them, hitting sweet spots as his tongue lead her closer to her climax. The last person that made her cum was Jungkook, and he'd do it again. Lola had never been with anyone who had her so needy, so desperate, so easy. "You wanna cum, baby? Wanna cum all over my face?"

"Mhm." She whined.

He wouldn't take it as an answer. "Words. Or I ain't lettin' you cum."

"Jungkook-"

As she prepared to whine even more, he cut her off with a spank. The way her thighs bounced made him want to just drill his cock into her cunt, but he couldn't. He wanted her to ache for him, wanted her to suffer just as much he is. "Either be a good fuckin' girl or I'm driving back to the dorms."

"Fuck-" she groaned, "you're mean."

"Ain't nothin' about this mean." He curled his fingers slightly, only a little, enough to make her squirm agonizingly. "You ain't seen mean. Imma show you mean if you don't answer me."

"I want it." She barely uttered, eyes shut tightly. Wet. It was everywhere. Car windows. Between her thighs. Car seats. Between her folds. The steering wheel. All over his fingers. "I wanna cum, please make me cum."

Jungkook played with his lip ring, pulling it between his teeth, his mouth pressing into a thin smirk. "Hm? Can't hear you."

Lola wanted to grab his head and bury his face into her pussy, and Jungkook would've loved that, though she wasn't so confident. Something about his gaze... The way his -usually doe- eyes were that of the devil. Half-lidded, famished.

"I wanna cum!"

"Where?" He asked as his face leaned down, closer and closer to her throbbing cunt. "Wanna cum where? On the seats? That's boring." He teased her. It was a new discovery, and yet it had already become his favorite game. "Where do you wanna cum, bunny. Be fuckin' specific."

She was breaking. Lola was breaking at his touch. Tears rolling down the sides of her face, passing her temples and creeping into her ears. It was uncomfortable, but she couldn't pay it any mind as Jungkook's tongue was dangerously close to where she wanted it to be. "On your face."

"Speak the fuck up." He spanked her again. Harder. "Can't hear shit."

"On your fucking face!" She reached for his hair, fingers gripping tightly at his roots. "I wanna cum on your fucking face! Please! Please make me cum, Koo-"

She didn't even need to finish her sentence. Jungkook was eating her up and down. Tongue sliding through her entire slit, then nibbling at her clit, all the while he held her in place, trying to stop her wiggling, his erection aching over the moans spilling out of her agape mouth. He loved it. Seeing her all vulnerable. Jungkook didn't keep his eyes off of her, brows raised to get a better view. Lola couldn't see the way he was eating her, both with his mouth, and eyes. She was busy cussing under her breath, eyes shut tight behind her fogged up glasses. Jungkook found it unexplainably sexy how she was fully undressed, and yet wearing her glasses. It was so dirty, so fucking unholy. He loved everything dirty, everything unholy.

"Fuck. You taste- fuck you taste fuckin' delicious." Jungkook mumbled into her cunt, spitting on it, and spreading it before pushing the saliva inside his with his fingers. "You close?"

She nodded. "So close!"

He hummed, the vibrations of his voice rushing through her entire body. Electrifying her. Burning her.

They could both hear Lola's phone ringing on the floor of his car. It fell out of her back pocket when her pants were thrown anywhere he could throw them. Out of the corner of his eye, Jungkook could see the caller ID.

'Mom<3'

He threw his head back for a moment, laughing hysterically. He had a menacing idea, one that filled his filthy mind with even more filth. He quickly reached for the phone, before immediately diving back. Lips smacking against her pussy like he's enjoying ice-cream on a hot day. "Take it." He mumbled between licks, to which Lola shook her head. "So you want me to stop?"

"N-no..." She cried.

"Then take it. It's your mom." He watched her sternly between her thighs, his free hand opening her folds for him to dig his entire face in it. Nose nudging against her clit. "Don't wanna ignore her call, do you bunny?"

Her hands jittered as she reached for it, shame wrecking her inside out. "M-mom?" She spoke after accepting the call. She sighed in relief when Jungkook pulled back a little, thought he was being considerate, oh was she wrong...

"Dolores Fitz-Harold!"

Jungkook could hear the voice on the other hand, and the full name made his cock twitch in his jeans. Dolores. He had a tendency to find random things hot. Dolores had to be one of those names, because Jungkook couldn't help but suck her clit when he heard it. It was a thought that haunted him the first time he heard her say her full name on the first day.

Immediately, Lola had to smack her hand against her mouth, writhing in the embarrassment and shame that she felt.

"You tell me right now why I found a voicemail from your school in my inbox, telling me you got into a fight?!"

Lola wasn't listening to her mom. She was listening to the lewd sounds Jungkook's tongue made as he swallowed her dripping juices. Sweet nectar. He was drinking like there was a water shortage.

"Dolores! Are you even listening?!"

No, I'm not fucking listening to you, mom! Your daughter's currently being eaten out by a fucking jerk she chose to date.

"Y-yes." She had to suppressed the moan that followed when Jungkook giggled into her pussy. Teeth grazing at her folds, she was close, though had changed her mind. Maybe cumming while she was on the phone with her mother wasn't a good idea. She had to hold it a little longer, suffer a little longer.

"I can't believe it! I'm so disappointed in you! And the fact that I thought you'd behave yourself!"

"Mom-" Lola's breath hitched when Jungkook dipped a fourth finger in. He had calculated it perfectly, just when she opened her mouth, "fuck-" she made sure it was a whisper.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing! M-mom, I'm- I gotta go! At the library! Can't talk!" Lola ended the call in a hurry. She'd never done that before, especially not to her mother. Jungkook really was the spawn of satan. Made her do things she never imagined doing.

He laughed. Laughed hard. Head thrown back, Lola watched his Adam's apple bounce up and down as he did. Her brows drew closer, "You're a fucking jerk."

"Mhm." He hummed. Fingers back to her folds, tongue back to her clit. Lola's phone fell out of her grip with the way she gasped. She was close. So close, she could cry. "How many jerks made you squirt before?"

She gulped, the answer was zero.

He chuckled, nose buried between her folds. "Imma be the first one, and you gon' love it."

Jungkook only hummed for the rest of it, moaned into her, groaned, furrowed his brows, smacked his lips, spanked her, cussed filthy words under his breath. It only took ten more seconds of torture before her body started twitching.

"Koo-"

"Do it." He moaned harder, reaching between her legs with one hand to squeeze one of her tits. Pinching the nipple between his fingers while his free fingers very quickly dipped in and out of her pussy, three fingers, his tongue still on clit licking. "Cum for me. Cum all over my face baby. I want it. I want it all over my fuckin' face, do it." His encouragement was welcomed with her creamy and warm slick squirting all over his face. "Just like that, baby. Fuck- gimmie more. All of it."

He was drinking her. Her juices flowing down his throat.

"Fuck. Koo."

"Yeah. Good fuckin' bunny, you taste so fuckin' good baby, fuck." He licked her clean, swallowing every last drop of her slick. Jungkook pulled his fingers out, bringing them to her lips. "Open." He inserted them in her mouth. "Taste yourself baby, with me." Lola's cum in both their mouths. Jungkook leaned in for one last lick as her lips closed around his fingers. Her hot mouth, Jungkook thought of his cock being inside it, but Lola looked way too tired for that. "Good, right? Say it. Tell me how you taste."

"Good." Lola breathed. Her chest heaving.

Jungkook hovered over her, attaching his lips to hers. "Good." He repeated, moaning into her mouth. "Good girl." He felt the frame of her glasses on the bridge of his nose, and it made him hard. Harder, at least. Not that it was possible at this point.

Lola's hands snaked around his neck, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. "I hate you. Making me talk to my mom? That's fucking mean, Jungkook."

He laughed into her mouth, hands squeezing her tits because he felt like it. They were right there. Though their position was a little cramped, Jungkook had to bend his leg and place his knee right between her shivering thighs. Way too close to her heat. He only tried pushing his luck. Round two didn't sound so bad, at least not to him. Lola looked overstimulated. "Sorry..." He cooed, kisses trailing down to her jaw. "Couldn't help it. It's so wrong, it drives me up the wall, Lo."

"You're evil. Filthy." She whispered back, digging her nails into the back of his neck. Jungkook discovered yet another thing he never knew. Nails. All over his body. No other girl did it like Lola. They were all a little too catty, too ratchet. Lola... Lola left marks. She knew how to do it. His back covered in the same lines Penelope's face currently was. The more he thought of it, the more he wanted to fuck Lola. It was so hot. Her fighting for him, although she claims it wasn't for him, Jungkook knew.

He hummed in reply. "I'm hard to handle." He stated simply. Going back to her lips, he moved her glasses to her forehead for easier access. Still didn't want to take them off completely. He loved them. Loved seeing her wear them even when she didn't need them. To him, it kept a part of her innocence. Kept her clothed. "You think you can handle me?"

"I think I can do more than handle." Lola smirked, coy. They both knew it was only to wind him up. She didn't have the balls, -or the energy- to handle him the way he handled her.

It was fine on Jungkook's part. Yes, he had an aching boner, but something about eating pussy... It's better than anything. He thought because it has no other purpose than pleasure. You can't make babies by eating pussy. It was completely unnecessary for a marriage in god's eyes, but oh, was it so necessary for him. He enjoyed it more than everything else. Sure, blowjobs are nice, so is fucking, but god... Eating pussy was it for Jungkook. Every time he was asked the 'Ass or tits?' question, his answer would always be pussy.

If he was going to die, he wanted his face to be at least buried in a pussy. Preferably in Lola's pussy, now that he tasted her.

Their breathing was back to normal. Sweat drying on their skin. "Come on." He lightly spanked her ass, "Getcho clothes on."

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Strolling along the Brooklyn Bridge. Lola held the railings, playfully, while her other hand was tangled in Jungkook's larger one. She held it close to her face, admiring his tattoos under the streetlights. "ARMY." She read the ink across his fingers. "Does it mean anything?"

Jungkook giggled. It was embarrassing to admit, really, but when Lola insisted, be decided it was okay if she knew about it. "We always thought about what our fandom would be called, if we ever have one, 'course." He laughed. It was a big dream, one that required big steps, but Jungkook was ready to set them. "Stands for 'Adorable Representative MC for Youth'. But, I don't know-" he shrugged, "'ARMY' Just kinda fits with the whole 'bulletproof' aspect of our title." He shrugged.

Lola's eyes were full of stars. The reflections flickering within her soul. She tucked strands of her flame colored hair behind her freckled ear and wrapped her arm around his. "I think it's cute."

"You do?" He looked down, flicking the little ginger strand sticking out the top of her head. "Tae said it's kinda weird to have it tattooed, 'cause y'know? Ain't like we're popular right now. We don't have a fandom yet. I guess it's kinda goofy-"

"Nuh-uh." Lola cut him off. "It's like a way to manifest. You're inking their name into your skin, almost like, solidifying your success."

Jungkook stopped in his tracks. He was baffled, yet again. Lola did things, sometimes, that made want to sweep her off her feet. She said things he'd never thought about, things no one told him before... Things no one on the planet thought of before. It was confusing, but oh so beautiful.

He looked down at her, cupping her face in his palms. "You're so fuckin'..." He sighed, searched for the words. Eyes wandered off to the trees, the stars above, the body of water beneath, before landing back on her emerald ones. "Good."

Lola giggled, holding his wrists for support as she lifted herself to her toes to plant a kiss on his lips. "Took you long enough to realize."

She was coy, and he loved it.

Skipping ahead, Lola spun on her heels, her ginger curls bouncing as she did, and giggled. "Does this mean I'm the first ever ARMY?"

Grinning widely, "Guess it does." Jungkook followed her, quickening his pace until he got a hold of her hand again. Every time he touched her, it felt like he was breathing again... Or something stupid like that. "You are 'adorable'."

She giggled, forehead against his shoulder as they kept on walking the bridge. "You're making me blush."

"It's the goal." He shrugs, fingers tangled with hers. Their conversation was very cruedly interrupted by the ringing of his phone. "One sec." He let go of her hand, holding the phone to his ear. "What's up?"

Lola wouldn't have minded the phone call. That's if she hadn't seen the caller ID... 'margot'. She tried listening, but Margot must be a soft talker, Lola couldn't hear any of what she said. Could only guess from Jungkook's responses.

"For real?"

It was cruel. Seeing her put a smile on his face, right in front of her, in real time. Lola never met Margot, and wished to never do. She had no clue what she'd be capable of if she ever were to meet her.

"Aight cool!" He nodded, "Lemme know when you get here. See you." And ended the call. As if nothing wrong, he went to hold her hand again, but noticed her expression. "You good?"

"Yeah." Lola mumbled. Silence. They kept walking, and Jungkook knew it was a lie. "Was that Margot?" She asked, reckoned as his girlfriend, she had the right to ask questions.

Though, it didn't go across as smoothly as she thought. "Why you keep askin' 'bout her?" Jungkook sighed.

There it was. It wouldn't be a date if it wasn't ruined in some way or the other. Lola pushed his hand away and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "First of all, I literally only asked about her once before, and that was also when she called you, and second, clearly you're still close with her! Jungkook, I'm not trying to start an argument, I'm just asking a simple question."

"Watchu makin' that face for then?"

"What face?" Lola bit back.

He rubbed his eyes, trying to hold himself back from doing anything wrong. "Every time you mention Margot, yo' fuckin' face drops."

"Because you're acting like you're keeping something from me!" She pointed. Lola stared at him through fluttering lashes. "I just want to know who she is to you, is that really that wrong? I mean, I'm your girlfriend! You shouldn't have to keep these things from me!"

She looked so ethereal under the streetlights, Jingkook couldn't even be angry. He shouldn't be. Her ginger curls cascading down her shoulders, the way she adjusted her glasses on her nose, her freckles peppering her petite face like a billion stars within the tapestry of a night sky. He rubbed the back of his neck, groaning. "Fuck, aight!" Arms spread out, as if he's ready to expose all his dirty laundry. "Yeah, we're close. Margot's my friend."

He sighed into his palms, head thrown back. It wasn't his thing to meddle with the past, it was the past, at the end of the day. It happened, and now it's over. Jungkook never understood why it mattered to girls. He leaned his back against the railings of the bridge, letting out a deep breath. "I didn't wanna tell you 'cause girls be actin' all jealous and crazy 'bout shit like that."

"Don't even go there!" Lola, offended, pointed at him, standing right in front of him. She looked mad, out of her mind, even. Yet Jungkook watched her like she was a campfire. Burning hot, beautiful, warm, the only source of light. "Girls act crazy-" she used finger quotes, "-because boys like you always act so secretive."

"Okay." He giggled softly, eyes half-lidded. "Sorry. I- pffft, I just didn't want you to think about it and get upset. Margot's just a friend. Ion know what the fuck Des told you about her, but there ain't nothin' goin' on between us no more." He cleared his throat, playing with his lip ring. "I mean, yeah, we fucked once, but we was drunk and just, we were sixteen, Lo. But now we're just friends. You gotta worry 'bout it."

She crossed her arms in front of her chest. Tapping her foot, and pouting, brows drawn together, she clicked her tongue. "Okay. So, What'd she tell you just now? Why'd she call?"

He chuckled. Hands on the railings behind him, he leaned forward, giggling at the state of her. Jungkook held a hand out, wanting her to join. Once he held her in a tight hug, "She said she's gon' be here for homecomin'. That's all." He told her.

Part of the reason he placed his chin on her head and gave her little to no wiggle room was because he was scared of her reaction. He wasn't scared of her... Just, maybe a little bit of her slapping capabilities. Eyes shut tight, he waited for her to say something. Anything.

"Okay." Was all she uttered, shrugging.

Slowly, he pulled away to look at her face. Brown eyes staring softly into hers. "You not angry?"

"Why would I be angry?" She rolled her eyes, and slouched her arms over his broad shoulders. "The past is in the past, just don't hide it from me. Makes it seem like there's more to the story."

On his knees. Jungkook could get on his knees and let her do whatever the fuck she dreamt of doing to him. It was insane, the way he ached for her. With every word she spoke, he grew more and more infatuated. She was different, but just the right amount.

"Damn, aight mommy." He smirked. "I won't keep nothin' from you no more."

Lola bursted into laughter, smacking his shoulders in the process. It was a daily occurrence at this point. He was going to be smacked when around her. Regardless of the situation. Jungkook planned to work harder at the gym, just to give her a harder canvas to smack. A wider one.

"You're so fuckin' crazy." He held her wrists, chuckling in her face. "But in a different way."

"What does that mean?"

"I don't know." He shrugged. "I ain't never met a girl like you before."

Lola cringed, rolling her eyes. "Please don't give me the 'not like other girls' treatment. I could die."

"But you ain't." He pulled her in by the waist. "You not like them. What other girl out here datin' a guy like me?" His brow raised, a cocky attitude lacing his voice. Oh, Jungkook was a menace.

"You're so full of yourself." She giggled into his kisses.

"Mhm." Jungkook hummed, closes the gap further by grabbing her by her hips and pushing his crotch against her stomach. "You wanna be full of me, too?"

She laughed. She smacked. It was a routine. "No I don't-"

"I know you lyin'."

"No."

"Yes." He shut her up with more kisses. Whispering: "You been dreamin' of this dick, ain't you?" His needy hands traveled to her ass, spanking it before grabbing a handful.

She gasped. "We just did it."

"Not really." He whispered back, moaning loudly, shamelessly.

Lola groaned under his touch. "We still did something."

"And we boutta do something again."

"We can't."

"We can."

"We're outside." She argued.

"Mhm."

"We can't do this here, Koo." She hummed back.

His cock sat achingly in his jeans. "You fuckin' freak." He laughed. "How you gon' use that name on me and expect me to control myself."

"You wouldn't need to control yourself if we get in your car." She bit his bottom lip. Bit it. Pulled it between her teeth and made him whimper.

It was enough to convince him. Jungkook groaned, picking her up once again, and rushed to the end of the bridge, where they left his car. "Get the fuck in, right now. You freaky fuckin' slut."

She laughed, crawling into the backseat of his car, still smelling of arousal, and earned a few smacks on her ass. She didn't even get the time to position herself, Jingkook had already shut the door and unbuttoned her pants. He ripped them off, for the second time that night, and pulled her wet panties to the side. It was easier now, and he was hornier. His fingers met her clit, and the car filled with their moans once again. "Fuck-" he groaned.

So did Lola. She threw her head back, "Koo, fuck. That feels so good."

"Yeah baby?" He mumbled, leaning down to get another taste. "Feel good?"

"Mhm." She cried.

Jungkook moaned deeply. Raspy, from the throat, "Oh you sexy fuck." His tongue swirled around her clit, but his boner was so painful he couldn't think so straight. "Fuck, Lo, I gotta fuck you. Fuck."

"Then fuck me." She whispered, nails digging into his wrists, desperate, pleading, crying. "Please Koo. Fuck me."

His hands were already undoing his belt and button. Aching to pull his erect cock out, and when he did, his face scrunched at the feeling. "Oh my fuckin' god. Fuck-" every single word elongated, he stroked his shaft with one hand, while finger Lola with his free fingers. "Fuck, baby."

"Please." She cried. "Fuck me."

His chest heaved. Jungkook rubbed his thumb over his tip, spreading the pre-cum, head thrown back, eyes shut tight, Adam's apple moving up and down, sweat rolling down his face, strands of his hair sticking to his forehead. Dear god. He was the devil, built like a god. "Baby, I don't got a condom on me but I'm fuck-" he groaned deeply, from the throat, when Lola reached up to help him stroke himself, while her free hand played with her clit. They were both pleasuring each other and themselves. "I don't got a condom, but I got a vasectomy."

"What?" Lola panted, moaning with her lips parted.

He hummed, leaned into her touch, allowed her to pump his cock with her hands, while he pulled his shirt off of himself. His chest, hardened pecks, heaving uncontrollably, "Vasectomy. Got it when I turned eighteen. I swear baby, I'm not lying."

"Why- fuck" she gasped at his fingers pushing past her folds. "why didn't you tell me before?"

"Cause you wasn't gon' believe me the first time. But I swear baby, I fuckin' swear baby please. Please believe me baby." He was begging. On his knees, begging her for her trust. He was a mess. Destroyed. Ruined. All the things he thought of doing to her, she was doing to him. "I swear to fuckin' god."

"Okay." She moaned.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." Moans spilling out of her mouth, again, and again, and again, "Yeah, I believe you, Koo. Please just fuck me."

"Oh fuck." He leaned his head down on her stomach, immediately lining the tip of his cock with her entrance. "Thank you baby. Thank you so fuckin' much baby, oh my god. Imma prove it to you, but I gotta fuck you first."

"Yeah." She moaned, fingers in his hair.

"Yeah." He hummed, pushing himself in. "Gonna fuck you so fuckin' good. Fuck- gonna fill you up with my cum, baby. Hm? You want that?"

"Yeah, I want that." Lola sucked hair through her gritted teeth. She was breaking. He wasn't fully in, and she was already breaking. Even just his tip was enough to stretch her walls. "Fuck Koo. You're so big."

He groaned. Lips parted, nose flaring, he held her hips and kept her steady as he fully pushed himself in. Both gasping as they looked each other in the eyes. "Fuck. Fuck baby. You're so fuckin' tight. Oh, so fuckin' tight for me. Hm? You feel so good, baby."

"All for you." She pulled him in, whispering filthy praises into his ear, licking the shell, biting his lobe. "I'm tight for your big cock."

"Fuck, Dolores." The way he moaned her full name, it was like no other moan. Jungkook was electrified. Her red locks held him captive. He was lost in her curls. Her scent. Her millions and billions of freckles, all over her body. He wanted to see them, pulled her shirt right off her body, as well as her bra. "So fuckin' fine. So pretty."

Lola gasped repeatedly when his mouth closed around one nipple, while his hand played with the other one. His free hand joining her small hand to draw circles around her swollen clit.

"Koo-" she whimpered. "I'm gonna-"

"That quick baby?" He mumbled around her nipple, and the vibrations caused her to roll her eyes into the back of her head. "Do I make you feel that fuckin' good?"

"Mhm." She cried like a slut. "Oh yeah, Koo. So fucking good. So good. You feel so good."

He picked up his pace, balls slapping against her ass. He straightened his back, dug his fingertips into her hips and fucked his fat cock into her tight little cunt. "Fuck! Oh my fuckin' god, Lo. You close?"

"Mhm."

"Yeah?" Faster, harder. Jungkook grunted with every thrust, bruising her cheeks, folds, back of her thighs. He was a monster. A filthy, hungry, and evil monster. "Gonna cum with me, baby? Hm?"

"Yes! Wanna cum with you, Koo." Lola was in another dimension. Somewhere completely emptyz only the two of them. Their moans, their skin, their bodies. So close, so intimate.

"Do it baby." He grunted, leaning down to kiss her lips sloppily, while focusing on his strength. The moans of agony spilling out of Lola's mouth were only pushing him to go harder. Harder. Thrusting into her like she was unbreakable. "Fuck- I'm gonna cum. Gonna cum inside this pussy. Oh fuck- oh my god, gonna cum so hard. Gonna fill you up so much. Fuck, cum with me baby. Come on, cum all over my cock, Lo. You can do it, I know it.

Both reaching their climax almost together. Lola was the first one to break. Creaming all over his shaft. An unholy sight, Jungkook slowed his pace, looking down at the way her juices dropped down the base of his cock while he was buried deep inside of her. "Good girl." He whispered, gasping at her walls clenching around his throbbing cock. He pushed himself in slowly, pulling out only a little bit before thrusting back in. He came. Deep inside her. "Fuck- oh my fuckin' god. Fuck fuck fuck fuck." He spat through gritted teeth. It angered him, the way she felt. The way it felt to fill her up. "Fuck Lo. Lemme keep you plugged. Lemme keep you warm baby."

He leaned down, lying on top of her. The weight of his larger body pushing her further down on the car seats. His cock still inside her. Both throbbing for each other. Tiny breathless moans filling the limited space of his car. "Fuck." He whispered, tired. Hands caressing her waist up and down. "Shh." He cooed when Lola whined at his big cock still buried deep inside her. "Hold on baby. Wanna keep you full."

Tired, Lola played with his hair. "Did you really get a vasectomy, Jungkook?"

He chuckled. Humming and nodding. "Course. Wouldn't be plugging you with my cum if i was lyin', Lo. I might be a boy, but I sure as hell don't want no babies."

She laughed. "I believe you. It just-" moaning softly when Jungkook moved to adjust into a more comfortable position on top of her, still inside her. "I would've never thought you did. Why did you get it?"

He shrugged, planting soft kissing all over her tits, which was basically where his lips reached easiest. He had no intention of getting up anytime soon. "Joon hyung was gettin' one 'cause he didn't wanna impregnate girls, and he didn't wanna wear no condoms either." He explained, and agreed. Jungkook, too, hated wearing condoms. It didn't feel as good, raw was always better. "The place he got it at offered a special deal. Get one, get one free."

It made her laugh hard. So hard, they both gasped at the sudden movement. Both twitching agonizingly. Her laughter was laced with soft moans. "What? They offered you a free vasectomy?"

He laughed too. "Mhm. Was thinkin' of gettin' one anyways. Easier. No strugglin' with condoms, no morning after pill, just raw, good fucking."

"Really good fucking." She whispered, making Jungkook groan at her touch. "Is it reversible?"

"Why?" Jingkook snorted, "Wanna have my babies one day?"

She smacked his head, laughing at his cockiness. "No, silly. Just curious. I heard lots of men regret getting permanent vasectomies."

"It's reversible." He shrugged. "Not that Imma have kids, ever." Even the thought made his skin crawl. "But the doc said I should play it safe."

Their conversations after sex were the sloppy kind, Lola noticed. They would talk about anything and everything to pull themselves out of the sensual mood, otherwise they'd just end up fucking again, and again, and again. That's how needy they were.

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