July 2nd, 2023

Was this the motherfuckin' Twilight Zone or some bat shit crazy shit that'll keep me up for days?

I blearily blinked, slowly waking up when feeling something brushing against the back of my neck. What the fuck — and hands? In my fuckin' hair?

My heart jumped, nearly making me shit myself dead.

This better not be some haunted shit happening to me.

I whined a little — heart still thrumming strong as the ticklish sensations continued.

"Princess," wait— that voice was familiar. In my sleep hazed mind, I was still able to decipher that smokey, lyrical voice anywhere.

JK. Or Jungkook. Or whatever the fuck he is now.

I laid still, slumping into my pillow when I realized it wasn't some fuckin' ghost violating me in my own motherfuckin' bed.

It was then I realized that he was pressed up against me. Robust chest and abs galore pressed up against my back. One of his arms was propping my head up, while the other, clad with rings, lazily trialed up and down my sides.

I sleepily smacked my lips and pressed back into the warmth.

I didn't wanna get up.

More cuddles.
I liked cuddles.
Only his cuddles though.

"Princess..." JK cooed into my ear, warm breath making heat travel down my spine, making tingles appear in between my thighs. "Wake up."

His breath hit my neck when he chuckled once a whine left my lips. I shook my head, curls more than like all messed the fuck up by now due to the constant moving of my head.

"Leave me alone, bitch." I griped, hiding a smile when he hugged me against his body. "I wanna sleep."

(I was lying. I wanted more cuddles — but I sure as fuckin' hell wasn't gonna let it slip.)

JK pinched my ass cheek, "Wake up. We got some places to be today."

"You go 'head, JK." I mumbled into his arm, feeling the urge to bite down on his muscular toned bicep. "Imma sleep in my dark cave for the rest of the fuckin' year."

His hushed laughter made my heart jump.

"No, you're not." He admonished huskily, fingers continuing to strum up and down my sides. I flushed slightly at the feeling of his lips pecking smooches down the base of my neck.

"We gotta shop, princess. I don't like leaving you here alone."

"Learn to like it." I grumped, hiding my smile in his muscular bicep. Man, I really wanna fuckin' bite that muscle. And lick it. And claim it as my own.

Which it was....right? I don't understand this relationship shit.

"Never." He snipped back, but I was still able to detect a hint of humor within his tone. I whined loudly when the warm covers were torn from my body, leaving me clad in only a pair of boy shorts and a crop top (that might as fuckin' well been a bra). Now I only had JK's delectable body keeping my back and ass warm.

I gave into my urges and bit down on his bicep. None too fuckin' gently, might I motherfuckin' add.

JK let out a low hiss, the grip he had on my hair tightening.

"Princess." He warned slowly, tugging at my curls. "Let go."

MY DREAMS WERE COMING TRUE

THIS SEXY BASTARD HAD MY HAIR WRAPPED AROUND HIS KNUCKLES.

So hot, ugh.

Sawyer would be so fuckin' jealous.

I teasingly nibbled on the muscle, ignoring his warnings. Man, i wanted to be bitin' down on those sexy hands of his.

My actions made a laugh slash tortured groan leave his lips. His head fell back on the pillow behind me, allowing me to sink my teeth into his skin.

I smirked slightly, letting my tongue dart past my teeth to lick slowly at his skin, tasting him.
That nearly made my eyes roll into the back of my fuckin' head and made them stuck there.

JK released a snicker and a hiss soon after. I giggled girlishly when his tugs on my hair became harder.

"Whoops." I snickered, eyes seemingly rolling into the back of my head at his tugs.

JK finally ceased pulling my hair; instead he tucked wayward curls behind my ears gently.

My eyes slid closed, a moan of delight escaped my mouth when JK grunted one last time, brow cocking up when he observed the bite marks on his muscle. I pressed my lips together to keep from snickering.

I sucked a fuckin' hickey on his arm. Oh fuck yeah!

That shit basically said, mine, mine, mine.

(I was pretending that I totally wasn't marking my territory).

"Cute." a smirk pulled at the corner of his lips, drawing my attention to the silver hoops that were threaded through the skin. Fuck, that man really had no motherfuckin' business being so motherfuckin' hot. I swear.

It made me wanna pull my goddamn hair out strand by strand.

"Marking me already, princess?"

The humor in his voice had me hiding my face. Listen, I was the furthest thing from shy (at least I thought so) but that man had me wantin' to spread my legs wide for him.

If I was blatantly gonna mark him, I'd suck a fuckin' hickey right in the center of his forehead and write my fuckin' name with a sharpie between his eyebrows.

But I wouldn't tell him that. Hm, well, not yet at least.

"I like to bite." was all I said in return, refusing to meet his pretty eyes.

JK shuffled closer, snuggled into my neck and chuckled. So low and husky it made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up straight.

"Really?" he mused, pressing the softest kiss on the back of my neck. Toes curling, I melted into his front. "So do I."

A strangled gasp left my lips the moment his teeth sunk in between the junction of where my neck meets my shoulder. I whimpered when he continued to bite into my skin; firm, yet not as hard as I had bitten him.

His large hands soothingly pressed against my tummy and held me when his teeth left my neck and licked at my heated skin.

I wiggled, feeling wetness pool in my panties at his ministrations.

Teasing my belly with his fingers long after his face left my neck, JK pressed a kiss to my red cheek and laughed against it. Knowing what he had done to me.

What he didn't know was that he started a fuckin' war.

"C'mon, princess. Get that ass up or I'll dress you myself."

author's note ;

long time, no see, heh.
hope you all enjoy the chapter!
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