JUNGKOOK GETS!

songs!
could you turn off your cellphone?... bts
house of cards.... bts

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Lola took his phone out of his hand. The last news was just the cherry on top after Margot's news. "Enough." She sat next to him, to pull him in a loose hug. "Stop watching the news. You're not okay."

He hadn't been. Jungkook cleared his throat and hugged her back. "Can't stop thinkin' about it." His arms squeezed tighter. Ironic, it was Lola that should've been fearing for her life. It was her kind being killed ruthlessly, and yet here she was... Comforting the man of her dreams. Maybe not dreams, but he was close enough. "Lo, promise me you gon' be real careful everywhere you go."

"I promise." She told him.

Arms holding her like she was in danger, Jungkook kissed her temple. He knew they weren't back together, but he also know Lola didn't mind. He could tell by the way she leaned into him, the way her eyes turned soft when she looked up at him, the way she hummed, the way she smiled. He didn't want to quite lose it.

They were at the boys' dorm, though the others weren't there. Namjoon had been had to studio with Yoongi, doing the finishing touches before their meeting with the label, Taehyung was gone, again.... One of his many secret adventures he was so adamant on not telling about. As for Jin, he was still busy with Spirit Week. It wasn't easy being the best student every single year. As for queer-line, they were running from lecture to lecture, trying to get their grades up.

Although busy, all six of them had taken time out of their days to check up on Jungkook, made sure he wasn't totally losing it over the news, and had thanked Lola for being with him when they weren't able to. None of them were surprised. Of course she would be there. Who else if not the girl that slapped him the first time they ever met? Life was crazy, but Jungkook's eyes? Even crazier. She let out a soft gasp when he pulled her hand to sit on his crotch. "Fuck-" he sighed, groaning at the pressure. "It's been so long, Lo."

"It hasn't even been a week." Lola didn't protest against it. He needed a distraction. Something that'll make him forget about it all, and she was ready to give it to him.

His head was thrown back, half-lidded eyes gazing gently in her way. "Too long. Missed you."

"Missed you too." Vulnerability laced her tone. Lola hadn't been herself, lately. It was more of an identity issue, than anything. Jungkook had flipped her life upside down. She palmed him, shameless in the way she leaned in to press a lingering kiss on the corner of his mouth.

"Yeah?" Arms sneaking around her waist, Jungkook pulled her in until he couldn't anymore. Moans pebbled in his kisses which he so generously returned to her quivering lips. Both of them were on the verge of tears, it seemed like. So messed up, so desperate to get back together. He whimpered into her mouth when she applied pressure, feeling his erecting grow. "Fuck."

"Missed you a lot, Koo." Lola whispered, knowingly. Her unusually fox-eyed demeanor softened with each glance she took of his doe-eyed face, pecks left up and down his neck.

His chuckles sent shivers down her spine. "Oh fuck baby." Voice thrilling under her touch, "You know what that shit does to me?" he whispered back.

Of course she knew. She used the name deliberately. At this very moment, Lola didn't care about the past. She didn't care that his lips were on Margot's, not that many nights ago. All she cared about was the fact that she wanted them on hers. His bottom lip pulled between her teeth, gently, she bit down. "I know. I wanna make you feel good, Koo."

"Yeah?" Jungkook's chest heaven when she pulled back to look at him. Brows raised like a deer in headlights, her opal eyes glistening behind her dark rimmed glasses, which he pushed further up the bridge of her nose. It made his erection grow double in size. "Wanna make me forget about it all, baby?"

Lola nodded in response, whimpers spilling out of her mouth as Jungkook unbuckled his belt. She was already climbing down the couch for him.

"Get on your knees then."

Hands around his shaft, Lola snickered at the loud moan bursting out of his mouth almost immediately.

"Fuck." Jungkook's eyes were shut tight. He was squirming already. He could feel how small her hands were, compared to his own when he would jerk off to the thought of her. This was exactly what he had been imagining. Frail fingers playing with his sticky tip. "Fuck baby, yeah. Just like that."

The following whimpers were more like incoherent cries, begging her to keep going. Lola did. She wrapped both hands around his big cock and pumped up and down slowly. The pads of her thumbs stopped to press against his tip, which she discovered was his sensitive spot. "Does this feel good?"

"Yeah baby. Fuck. It feels so good baby, keep goin'. Just like that, good girl." He licked his lips, groaned, cleared his throat, moaned, sucked air through gritted teeth with each and every single pump. Jungkook had forgotten about everything very quickly. All he had in mind now, were curious thoughts wondering if the inside of her mouth felt just as good as her hands. "Please...." He whimpered. "Your mouth, Lo, please- fuck! Fuck baby. Oh my fuckin' god."

She lost no time licking all the way up his shaft, following a thick vein along the side of it, until her lips closed around his tip, which was still big for her. Lola sucked, tongue swirling while his tip took over enough space in her mouth to compress it. He must've loved the feeling of it, judging by the lewd moans that came out of his mouth. With each moan, Lola sucked harder.

"Fuck, baby. Just like that." Jungkook's fingers combed through the loose curls close to her roots, and clenched around a bunch for a makeshift ponytail, though he wasn't pushing down yet. With his free hand, he caressed her cheek while she took him in deeper. His tip nearly hit her throat, and his cock throbbed against the insides of her cheeks. "Oh my fuckin' god. You're insane, Lo." Jungkook whispered, brows snapped together, the sight of her almost gagging on his tongue arousing him. "So fuckin' insane. So fuckin' good..."

There it was. The filth. He loved it so much, he reveled in it. They were supposed to be broken up. Lola was supposed to be mad at him, and yet here she was. On her knees for him. Jungkook thought it was the hottest thing in the world. Such fucked up last couple of days, back alone together, and the first thing that happens is his cock down her throat. "Hmphf yeah, all the way bunny. All the fuckin' way."

Bunny.

He had dropped baby. Knew she liked it when he talked dirty to her. Knew he was ready to fuck her recklessly. Jungkook tightened his grip around her hair and rolled his hips up, while pushing her head further down. Until she took him all the way. "Fuck! Fuck, bunny!"

Jungkook was fucking her face like it was their last day on earth. "You can take it." He moaned in whispers when she gagged a little. Clicking his tongue, "You can take it, bunny. Come on." Jungkook sighed. She was choking, had taken off her glasses as they frustrated her even more. He pulled his hard cock out of her mouth, holding her face pinched between his fingers. "Okay, breathe." He allowed her, "Good." before shoving his cock back down her throat. "All. The. Fuckin'. Way."

Her hands went roaming to the base of his cock, palming his balls to make him moan louder than he already was. Her gags muffled by his throbbing dick, Lola shut her eyes and sucked him off the way she knew he liked. Hard, messy, ugly, filthy.

"Fuck, yeah bunny. Keep goin'. I'm so fuckin' close. Fuck." Both hands on her head, Jungkook thrusted into her mouth, bottom lip pulled between his teeth, brows snapped together, and angry expressing plastered across his sweaty face, he groaned deeply, from the throat. "Oh my fuckin' god, you're so fuckin' good. Good fuckin' girl, make me cum. Make me cum, bunny."

Lola's cheeks slimmed when she sucked from the base all the way to his tip, before taking him completely again. Humming loudly, she knew the vibrations would make him throb, and they did. He squirmed, bopping her head down roughly. He didn't let her take a breath this time. "Yeah. Gonna cum right down that fuckin' throat."

Fingers pulling at her hair, he nodded, lips fallen apart to breathe haphazardly. Jungkook moaned. Raw, deep, erotic moans. When he felt himself shake, "Yeah. Fuck." he encouraged, pushing her head down. "Just like that baby. Swallow. All of it."

Lola's eyes shut tightly. She pumped the base of his shaft with her shaking hands, and suck the rest with her wet mouth, which was soon filled with his warm and thick cum. She liked the taste of it. No other guy she'd been with tastes good, or even tolerable.... but Jungkook was different. Cared about his partner's pleasure, wanted to taste good for them. Made sure to eat clean most days, drink water and coffee, go to the gym, and everything else Namjoon taught him.

His hand went to carress her face, his cock still in her mouth. He pulled away slowly, and watched her suck him clean. "Ah, yeah baby. Lick this off." His fingers pointed to a spot on the side of his shaft, and his thighs quivered when she used the tip of her tongue. "Mhmm. Yeah. This." Pointing to another spot, he nodded. "That's right, baby. This one too." And another spot, closer to the base, "Lick it off." he ordered. Lola did what she was told. Kitten licks up and down his cock until he was satisfied. "Yeah. Good fuckin' girl. You so fuckin' good at that shit, Lo."

All his whimpering were bubbling back in his throat when she looked up at him with her opal eyes, her waterline wet from the gagging, her glasses on the floor next to her. He picked them up and placed them her nose before pushing them up the bridge, and planting a kiss on her lips. The kiss, a simple peck, turned into something more when Lola held him by the neck and straddled him, lips latched onto his. Hungry, desperate. She rolled her clothed pussy over his growing cock. "I'm not done." Lola whispered into his mouth. "Wanna make you feel better."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Take yo' shit off." He glared into her eyes, teeth digging into his bottom lip. He helped her peel her pants off, too impatient, he kept her panties on and slipped them to the side. "Sit on it- fuck."

Her walls clenched around his cock immediately. "Fuck." She hissed. "Koo."

"Dolores." His large hands held her by the waist, squeezing her flesh enough to make it red under her shirt. "Fuck baby, you're so tight."

She took him all the way, sacrificing momentary pain for his pleasure. Watching him throw back his head and groan deeply, his Adam's apple shaking, he kissed around it. His -soon to be covered in love bites- neck vibrating with each moan he let out. "I want you to cum inside me." Lola told him, and started pumping herself. She clenched her pussy around his thick cock, whimpering prettily. "Fuck. You're so big."

"You takin' me so well, baby." He encouraged her hands in his hair. "Pull on it." Hips rolling up, while his hands roamed free around her hips, increasing their pace with each thrust. "Yeah. Good fuckin' girl."

She hummed into his neck. Teeth digging gently, before her tongue licks the parts to soothe the sting. The same way she left marks, Lola was always there to cease the pain. When their eyes locked, Lola took a moment to admire his features. Hips bouncing up and down, she watched the way his nose twitches when he's balls deep inside her, correlating with the way his cock throbs. He loves the warmth of it, the idea of being inside her completely. The freckle under his bottom lip, which Lola had discovered very early on, had been pulled between his teeth, which Lola couldn't get enough of. Big pearly whites on display between velvet lips. He was beautiful, and it still confused her.

Jungkook's fingers dug into her hips, squeezing her skin harshly, he spanked the side of her thigh. "Fuck yeah, baby. Fuck. Mhm. Keep goin'. Yeah. Take your shirt off. Lemme see your tits."

Both their hands rushed to pull her shirt over her head, revealing her hard nipples. He'd been watching them through the fabric of her shirt, and wanted in his mouth. "Fuck Koo."

Tongue flicking against the side of her nipple, he hummed. "Look at you, fuck." and closed his mouth around the bud to earn a loud moan from her. His mouth stretched into a smirk, "You like that baby?" he mumbled around the swollen nipple.

"Mhm." Lola grabbed the back of his head, and pushed her perky tit further into his mouth. Enough for him to take the entire nipple and coat it in his warm saliva. "Yeah. Feels so good Koo."

"Fuck." He pushed her down all the way, and wrapped his arms around her waist. Jungkook was desperate for more, hungry for something rough. He made her arch, leaning her backwards over his arms while her hips still rolled into his, and buried his face between her tits. Licking and biting them on and off. "Come on baby, make me cum. I know you can do it."

She wanted to show him she could. Hips bouncing, matching the roughness of his thrusts, while crying over his mouth. The feeling of it. The way he knew what he was doing. The way he was good at it. She whined, needy, pouty. "I'm gonna make you cum."

"Mhm."

"Gonna make you cum so hard." Whispers spilling out of her mouth, she filled the room with her lewd vocals.

Though she wasn't the only one whose voice echoed through the room. Jungkook's groans were almost louder than hers when she pushed him back against the couch and dug her nails into his broad shoulders. Thighs working up and down to pump his throbbing cock into her wet pussy, clenching around the tip when she reached it, before quickly dipping back down. "Fuck, baby. Just like that. C'mon. Long strokes."

His fingertips held her hips, bringing bruises to her flesh, which Lola would later stare at in the mirror and turn red, dug deeper when she did what she was told. She had to lift herself higher to stroke his lengthy cock, making her breasts bounce up and down. It made him even harder. So filthy. The sight of her.

"Fuck, yeah! Yeah baby, make me cum. I'm fuckin' close baby. You can do it. Make me cum. Hmphf. Make me cum in that tight little pussy, baby c'mon."

All her whimpers, moans, whines that spilled out of her agape mouth simmered down slowly as he reached his climax. Jungkook pulled her in a hug and came inside her, pumping his cum into her with a few more thrusts. "Koo-"

"Fuck. Good girl. Take it all. Yeah. Take my cum deep inside baby, good job. Good fuckin' job."

She hugged him back. "Jungkook."

"Dolores."

Chests heaving against one another's. Breathing haphazard. Lola pressed her forehead against his, lips locking one last time. She knew Jungkook loved cock warming after sex, she didn't climb off of him just yet. Through deep breaths, "Good girl. Yeah, sit on it a lil'."

"Jungkook." She whispered into his mouth, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose, giggling, "Was that good?"

He giggled back, caressing her shaking thighs. "Baby that was fuckin' insane. Thank you."

"We need a shower."

The room was filled with the sounds of a busy Brooklyn street, and their bittersweet conversations. "You gon' hop in with me?" Jungkook questioned, sort of a joke... sort of not. He wasn't sure what the answer would be. They weren't together. Or were they? He wasn't sure. She didn't want to date him again. Or did she? He wasn't sure. Jungkook just wasn't sure.

Lola giggled again, clearing her throat. "Sure."

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"Man, shampoo never foams the first round." Jungkook complained about the lack of bubbles on his head.

The water had drenched them completely, and Jungkook had to hold back the urge to bend her against the wall and fuck her senseless. She was wet. Completely wet. And her giggles weren't helping.

Lola helped him scrub his body with the net sponge he brought in. It was the same one as hers, only hers was pink, and his was black. She too, had to resist the urge to look up at him with those begging eyes.

"It's because your hair's probably a little greasy." She told him, scrubbing his veiny arms. "The first round of shampoo helps dissolve the oil, and the second one cleanses your scalp."

Jungkook looked down at her with a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. The wisp of hair that usually stuck out on the top of her head was now slicked down with the rest of her hair, ginger curls looser, and darker in color. She didn't mind wetting her hair just this once, explaining 'hair-wash day' to him wasn't something she wanted to do at the moment. He chuckled breathfully at her. "Fuck. That's hot."

"What?" Lola laughed. "Shampoo?"

"Nah. The fact that you know that." His fingertips traveling slowly up her arms, he leaned down to plant a kiss on her wet lips. Literally.

Exhaling out of her mouth, "That's basic science." Lola shrugged. She had moved to his shoulders, which she had to stand on her tippy toes for better access. He was big. Tall. Muscly. She knew he was hitting the gym regularly, and yet it surprised her. He was built like a god. Slim waist, brawny chest, big arms, thick thighs. Jesus christ. She sighed internally. "Water and oil don't mix."

"Still hot."

She had to distract him from the fact that her thighs were pressed together. "Are you implying that you're not hot, because you didn't know that?"

And it worked. Baffled, "Hm." Jungkook stood caressing the back of his neck. "Hold up- scratch that!" He soon snorted. "Nah, it's disgusting that you know that!"

Lola laughed hard. Head thrown back, hands smacking his wet chest, her mouth open, water splashing into it, which she had to squeeze out from between her lips. The water mixed with her saliva, trailing down her chin. It was everything Jungkook loved, but everything he wasn't supposed to see. He didn't know if she wanted another round, so had to look away. It was clear. Jungkook wasn't really able to control himself around her. She had something he was thirsty for.

"You're stupid." She chuckled, lathering the net sponge with more of his soap to scrub his back. Lola didn't have clothes over at his dorm, but Jungkook had promised to lend her some of his clothes. They agreed on boxer briefs and a t-shirt. It was a sacrifice Jungkook was ready to make for a shower with her.

Their words were only words to fill the void, and when neither of them had any more silly strings of letters to spew in the cramped space of the dorm shower, all they heard was the water cascading down their bodies, and hitting the floor, which Lola refused to step on without a pair of slippers. Minutes of Lola scrubbing his body, avoiding the risky areas like his crotch area, she left him to take care of that instead. Was aware Jungkook wouldn't be able to resist himself if she touched his dick again. Then he returned the favour. Net sponge lathering once again, he started with her shoulders. They were slimmer than his, covered in the same freckles she had on her face.

She could tell the words bubbling in his throat. Jungkook's mouth was opening and closing, he was searching for the right words. Though, eventually he settled on: "I'm sorry."

Lengthy silence had been broken up by those very words. Lola cleared her throat, nodding gently.

"I am, Lo."

She nodded again. "Mhm."

Jungkook pulled her in, arms wrapped around her entire figure. He didn't care about certain parts touching, he needed her to know. "I'm bein' serious, Lola. I'm sorry for kissing Margot."

What's the point? Lola thought. She's dead.

"I know this ain't no excuse but I was drunk, and she-"

"It's okay, Jungkook." She cut him off, hands around his arms, and pulled away from the hug to gaze up into his pleading eyes. "Let's not talk about her, anymore. It's not good for you."

He nodded. Felt it too. Remembered. Margot was gone, and talking about her wasn't going to bring her back. "D'you forgive me, Lo?"

He wasn't asking her to get back together, and Lola was aware. So she gave him a gentle nod. "Let's forget about it. All of it. Even our relationship."

"Okay." Jungkook whispered back.

He knew what Lola meant by it. It wasn't healthy. He wasn't in his right mind for them to continue their relationship like nothing happened. "We're gonna talk about this when you're ready, okay?"

"Okay." He repeated.

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"TV dinner baby!" Luke pinched the plastic container and brought it in frame for Lola to see. The plastic peeled, it was steaming when he set it down to pierce his fork through the layers.

Giggling, "That's what happens when you refuse mom's cooking lessons." Lola perched her elbows on the desk and raised her brows strictly. Destiny and Giselle were on their beds behind her, scrolling through the same three apps like they've been doing all morning. They had made sure to greet Luke with a smile and a wave.

"Hey, I like Stouffer's lasagna!" He protested, licking the red sauce off his fingers and cringing at the temperature burning his tongue. "And besides, your mom's cooking lessons are more like threats. She's a whole different woman when she's holding a knife."

She watched him take his first bite, chomping hungrily. Their conversations had been random, lately. Except for the one time Lola called him to ask about her brother's new letter. 'I'm closer to you.'

Luke had reassured her with a quick call to the hospital to confirm he was still locked up.

"Margot Keller..." He brought up after many jokes and bickering. "Did you know her?"

Lola sat back in her chair. Destiny and Giselle's eyes were on her back, now. Sighing, "Not really." Lola told him. "But she was a friend of a friend."

Ironically, Lola had friend zoned Jungkook, but she had to. Her parents still didn't know about her relationship... Or a lack thereof.

"Oh man..." Like clicked his tongue. His voice static through the speakers of her phone, he shook his head. "Well, give your friend my condolences."

"I will."

It was clear in the way he cleared his throat, Luke was concerned. "Carrot, please promise me you'll be careful out there. You know what I mean-" he scratched his temple. "actually, maybe you should come back home for a little while. At least until everything simmers down."

"Dad-" Lola began, a soft smile stretched across her face. She tilted her head to the side and brought her brows together. "there's no need for that. You don't need to worry about me. Me and my friends are very careful everywhere we go, I promise."

Nodding, "If that's what you say. But text me regularly, and keep me updated so I know you're safe. Alright Carrot?"

"Alright."

He cleared his throat again. Luke shook his head defeatedly. "Man. The case is almost identical to Anna Van Der Walsh's. Your mom's been working on that case, I'm sure she told you."

It had grabbed Destiny and Giselle's attention, as they rose to their feat, hovering over Lola's shoulders like curious vultures. "Mister Fitz-Harold-" Giselle began. "do you think you could tell us a little bit about the case?"

Lola hummed in agreement, bringing her hands together to tangle her fingers in a begging manner. "Yeah, dad! Tell us about it!"

"Is this gonna stay between the four of us?" Upon their frantic nods, "Then ask away!" Luke encouraged.

Destiny was the first one to pop a question. "So, are y'all looking for the killer right now?"

"Uhm, we as lawyers don't necessarily do that, but we do work with investigators involved in the case if our client wishes so."

"So, Anna's parents asked mom to work with investigators?" Lola confirmed with a brow cocked. "What did they find? The news isn't really sharing much."

Luke hummed. "Right, the family chose to keep the case private for now. All I know is that, according to your mom, there's a high chance the killer is male."

The girls nodded, lips pressed together. "Why am I not surprised?" Destiny kissed her teeth. "No offense Mister Fitz-Harold, but it really do always be a man."

"None taken." Luke laughed through a shrug. He wasn't going to deny it, especially not while married to a woman himself, fathering a young girl.

"But how do they know it's a man, though?" Destiny then questioned further.

"By their fingerprints."

"Oh right!" Giselle pointed at the screen, nodding. "I remember my sister was talking about this! It's something to do with amino acids or something!"

Nodding, "That's right!" Luke gave her s thumbs up. "What is your sister studying?"

"Oh, Forensic Toxicology!" Giselle replied, fingers on her chin. "In Clinical Chemistry."

Emma was always the smarter twin, as much as she was the prettier twin. While Giselle wanted to attend college for the parties, Emma had promised their parents to save them with a degree.

Luke hummed joyfully. "How wonderful!"

"Damn, that's crazy." Destiny chimed. "So they can tell allat through a fingerprint?"

Lola, too, was surprised. They had brushed over it in Criminology, thought nothing scientific. That wasn't really her field.

Nodding, "Technology is one hell of a thing!" Luke brought his hands together. "It's determined by the amount of amino acids in a person's sweat, which is usually lower in men. What's crazier is that they're able to tell if the person smokes, uses drugs, or even if they've used aftershave."

"I didn't know that!" Giselle, eyes wide, tittered. Destiny's mouth sat agape at the wonders of science.

Lola, on the other hand, was wondering something else. "Does he?" She questioned. "Does the killer smoke, or use drugs?"

Luke looked around, as if he wasn't alone at home, and leaned in closer to the camera to whisper: "I'm actually not allowed to share all this information, and your mom would probably kill me if she knew I'm telling you girls this, so if you promise me to keep it a secret...?"

"We promise!" The three chimed in sync.

"Alright." Clearing his throat, "The killer is possibly an addict." Luke told them. "They're looking into it, anyways. That's all I got, girls."

She had questions roaming her mind like a tornado. Lola wasn't sure what to make of it. This urge to find out how it happened. Who it was. Why it had happened. Why Margot became a victim. If there really was a reason for it. Or maybe men didn't need reasons to kill women. Maybe the reason was the fact that she carried a uterus.

Eyes refocusing on her dad's tilted imagine on her phone screen, "Thanks dad." Lola mumbled.

He waved her goodbye, reminding her he loves him before ending the call. The three sat digesting all the new information. Destiny, back on her bed, "How's Jungkook?" she changed the subject.

"He's a little better, I guess." Lola clicked her tongue. "I don't know. We didn't talk about her, I don't think that's good for him."

Giselle hummed in agreement. "Yeah. Give him a lil' time... Y'all aren't back together though, right?"

The redhead shook her head. He inhaled deeply and plopped herself on her bed. "Anyways, I need to take my laptop to the repair shop. It's making that loud noise where it sounds like a helicopter."

Laughing, "Want me to come with you, babes?" Destiny offered, though Lola declined. It wasn't so far away, and Lola had been taken the short-cut by the lake Jungkook showed her. It was a quick way to get on the main roads, where a computer repair shop was tucked away in a busy street corner.

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