What started off as innocent sexting became more passionate and dangerous. I had the number of an idol, and not just any idol but Jeon Jungkook of BTS. I had gotten his number accidentally and by random luck when I found it written on a piece of paper at a bookshop.

Of course I had to check if the number was really his and he responded almost immediately, but not a normal response. Jungkook sent me a picture of him in a towel and I nearly threw my phone. Anyone could recognize the abs and body of that man, so naturally I started panicking.

That was only the first few weeks of having his number, once I got more comfortable with talking to him the conversations got a bit...sexual. Jungkook would tell me that he fantasized about me when he went up on stage and I'd laugh it off. Yes he has seen a picture of me, but I'm not great enough for him to think of me.

I sat on my bed when my phone chimed. It was Jungkook, he said he was going to text me after the show. I didn't think he remembered.

Jk
I hope you're still awake, the show took longer than anyone thought it would.

Me
That's okay, what did you expect when you're in a badass Kpop group?

Jk
It's still tiring though. I just wanna game and sleep. Are you busy right now?

Me
No not really. Why?

Jk
Open your door.

***

I stared at my phone with wide eyes. What did he mean open my door? I look outside and I see Jungkook, his hair had gotten longer and he was wearing ripped jeans with a black hoodie. He looked like a dream come true.

I ran down the steps and pulled open my front door and there he was, greeting me with that bunny smile.

"What are you doing here Jungkook?"

He shrugged. "We had some free time left and I wanted to see my texting partner face to face. Had to make sure you weren't a weirdo. You're prettier in person."

His honesty made me blush. He was always so sweet, and he matured a lot. He used to be afraid of getting close to a girl, now he can sweet talk them into his bed.

"May I come in?" His voice shook me from my thoughts.

Was he really asking me this? Then again he just traveled all the way here just to prove I was who I said I am so I think he's serious. I stepped aside and he walked into my apartment. I was shaking.

He scanned around my apartment then sat down on the couch with his legs spread wide. Being on tour has really sculpted him to the man he is now. Ah I need to stop with the impure thoughts.

"It's okay to look, I don't bite." Jungkook said and the way he looked at me made me wish he'd bite me.

His hair covered his left eye so all I could see was the hungry way he watched me and bit his lower lip.

"You know, I came to find out if everything we were sexting was the truth. Would you really swallow me whole?" He smirked.

My face flushed a dark red and heat rose to my cheeks. We had these conversations before, but that was when I could read them, not see him. Not see the way his jeans hugged his thighs, the way the sweater hugged his biceps, and the way his hair fell past his cheek bones.

Jungkook placed his hair into a little ponytail on top of his head and I giggled at his cute, childlike demeanor. Once he finished he was back to looking at me like he was going to eat me.

This was something I couldn't pass up, I stood in front of Jungkook and lowered onto my knees before him. His eyes never left mine as I squeezed his thighs, earning a low groan from him.

"You don't have to if you aren't ready y/n."

Jungkook was sweet, so sweet that I had the strongest urge to taste him. So I did just that, he smiled at me while I teased up his thighs and towards his groin. He had a smile that made you want to do anything he asked.

He was hard, thanks to all the sasaeng pictures and extra dance practice videos I already knew just how big he was and I wasn't sure I could fit him inside of my mouth. He turned his head curiously as I dragged his zipper down slowly.

My mouth watered at the sight of him and I took him into my mouth. He was throbbing the moment my tongue made contact with his head, and when I moaned he shivered, the vibration shocked him.

The husky groans that escaped Jungkook's lips were heavenly. He'd pant out unevenly and close his eyes when he couldn't take anymore. Precum and saliva trailed out of the corners of my mouth but I didn't care as long as he enjoyed himself.

His hands twisted in my hair, dragging my mouth further down his shaft until I gagged. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. When my throat started to hurt from his aggressive thrusting he released his hold on my hair and bit his lip at me.

"My turn."

Jungkook moved so quick that I didn't see him spin our positions around. My back was now against the couch and he was nibbling on my thighs towards my center. I was instantly regretting wearing shorts as one of his fingers danced their way into my shorts to tease my lips.

I arched off of the couch at the sudden contact of his finger and my skin and that devilish smile was back as he pushed my shorts and panties aside and dove his tongue inside of me. Electricity jolted throughout my body, this was way better than what he text me.

His tongue flicked over my clit in small, tantalizing circles. His dark eyes never left my face, he enjoyed watching the effect he is having on me. His smile was only drawing me closer to my finish but as he drove his tongue in and out of me he stopped and the feeling was gone.

I whined. "Jungkook..."

He sat next to me and pulled me on top of his lap.

"You know what to do. Ride." He demanded and I never knew a command could sound so sexy until I met him.

He held my shorts aside wide enough for me to slip myself down onto him. We both moaned at the contact. He gripped onto my thighs.

"Move faster. Don't you dare move slow." He growled and I obeyed him, silently wishing he'd command me some more.

Vigorous skin slapping echoed throughout my living room. Jungkook had his arms wrapped around my body for the moments when I tried to run from the pleasure he'd slam into me. I was purposely running and I think he knew that.

"You're not funny." He said as he bit into the side of my neck. He was kinky and I loved it.

"Mm who said I was trying to be?"

I grinded my hips onto his and he treated me with a loud spank to my ass.

"That's it, I'm not playing with you."

Jungkook lifted me in his arms and turned me around. I was on my knees on the couch with my ass facing him. He gave each cheek a loud spank before driving back into my heat, which welcomed him warmly.

My nails dug into the couch as he pounded into me. He snaked his hand around my throat and squeezed lightly, not enough to hurt me.

"That's a good girl, don't run from me.
Do you understand?"

"Yes..."

Jungkook smirked behind my ear and licked the side of my neck where he bit me and I felt heat pool in my stomach that was waiting to spill out.

"Don't hold back, sing for me." Jungkook whispered sweetly into my ear.

When he applied the pressure on my neck to match the way he stroked my clit and pounded into me I lost my resolve and I let go. I cried out his name brokenly and he chuckled and reached his peak with me.

He pulled out of me and slumped onto my couch.

"I guess you're gonna head back now?"

"Wow, what kind of guy do you think I am? I didn't come here just for sex y/n."

Wow he actually looked hurt for a moment.

"What did you come for?"

"You."

Jungkook kissed me sweetly then pulled me into his arms.

"I hope being with an idol is okay, it can get kinda crazy."

"We started this because of sexting, could it really get crazier than that?"

Jungkook smiled and pulled me onto of him as he hummed a lullaby that lulled us both to sleep. I have no regrets from finding his cell phone number that day. Maybe sexting isn't so bad.