"yes good slut. watch it, watch how my cum leaks out of your cute pussy." he groaned, stretching her out already. in a rough way.

no, it isn't ji eun. it's his wife. funny how right now he's all about fucking her. wanting to put his kids inside her. "so rough— jungkook!"

moments ago, her angry lips were around his throbbing cock, his length forcibly inside her small mouth. it was her fault. or his. who cares?

jungkook did agree, he did feel satisfied with y/n and she would take him all in unlike ji eun who whined and sobbed in his arms.

"such a good slut, good fucking slut. look at you taking my cock inside you and making me feel good. isn't that what good sluts do?" he questioned and degraded her, landing a spank on her bare ass and forcing his cock inside her. her undeniably wet pussy took him all in, making both jungkook and y/n moan synced up.

"no no you are rough please— not there, please! oh jungkook, be gentle i beg you!" she liked it. she smiled as she spoke, making jungkook laugh and kiss her lips softly.

the wet sloppy sounds of his thick, throbbing cock echoed around the room, pushing jungkook to his edges and fuck y/n senselessly. "oh you take me well y/n." his thrusts were so aggressive, so undeniably harsh and painful.

"it hurts— huh— huh?" he asked, pressing his hands on her belly and burying his face on the crook of her neck, making her bounce up and down, in every cowgirl and doggy position ever. yeah it was rough.

as long as jungkook gave his attention to y/n, she felt pleasure and aroused, wanting to be his slut anytime he wants. she wanted to make that lover of his jealous, wanting to make him forget about her completely so she took him in without any hesitation. it lasted long with him, making him release his semen multiple times inside her.

but he wasn't as cruel as he wanted to be. his fingers caress her skin as she slept in his embrace, feeling his heartbeat and jungkook could only think how ji eun would react if y/n got pregnant. his lips pressed against y/n's forehead, trying his best to give her the comfort and warmth he gives to ji eun.

he fucks ji eun like he's his everything, his love, his dream woman and he would stop if ji eun started to sob. going slow and vanilla with his lover.

y/n gets fucked like a slut. although jungkook whispered so many times to her, to tell him if anything he does makes her uncomfortable when having sex but not a word of rejection slips from y/n's mouth. she gets the hints when jungkook is aroused, even in public, even when ji eun is in a call with him and his fingers are deep inside a sleeping y/n.

the difference is told to show how interesting it is for jungkook to go around fucking his wife like a man with no morals, and his lover like a sweet man.

the last time, he took ji eun on a date and didn't utter a word to her about sex. but just the day y/n came back home tired from work, his desires fuel in like nothing. and honestly, y/n was as worse as him. just as aroused when he is around.

jungkook is a man after all, he never sweared to not touch other women rather than ji eun, especially when y/n have such a sex appeal. but in his sick and twisted mind, he still yearns for ji eun, labelling her as his precious lover and the one who he only cares about. like a product.

"jungkook..." y/n whispered as she look up at him from his embrace, making jungkook peck her nose and answer with a hum.

the silence between them was strong but there wasn't any tension. there wasn't any tension because jungkook was sleepy. y/n sighed not because of how he wouldn't listen, but because this was temporary.

"jungkook?" she took his name again and jungkook responded back, opening his eyes and kissing her forehead. "yes?"

"jungkook..." her eyes glistened with something more than love, maybe an obsession with him. she was the epitome of 'good pussy, bad heart'. her obsession went beyond her own good. she hated when he smelled like ji eun, she hated the smell of that specific chanel vanilla scent he gifted ji eun every year on her birthday.

don't ask how she knew what ji eun wears, that's how deep y/n's obsession went. the guy who didn't love her was her favourite man, her husband and oh how delusional she is, to blush over nothing when jungkook introduces y/n as his wife. no deep words yet something that makes her stomach hurt with happiness.

a weird happiness.

oh how she has been searching who ji eun is, how she looked, and what she holds to make jungkook crazy.

jungkook couldn't help but think of y/n as a siren. the way she's so intoxicating, someone who anyone would wanna sleep with, but her energy was so strong.

"we have honeymoon next week... i— i can't wait to travel around with you." her smile grew wider as she heard a small chuckle from jungkook. she didn't blame him for being sleepy.

"what if you actually love me and..." she mumbled the last part, knowing it didn't go unheard for jungkook.

"i'm doing what husbands do. we both know what terms we are on y/n, we are doing this for ourselves. let's not start this conversation right now."

oh sick bastard didn't sound so sleepy when he lectured her.

his voice held authority as she nodded, knowing how this conversation turns out to. to be honest, they don't even have a conversation unless, in bed.

it's his habit to show how frustrated he is with her presence around him so he scoffed, mumbling some words and releasing y/n from his embrace as if his act is done for today.

he turned his back on her. clearly having the words, 'you ruin the conversations. he's not gonna love you'  back on her mind.

maybe a trip to france will make him love her back. yearn and obsess over her back.

maybe.