One Shot

THE FOLLOWING IMAGINE CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT

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You open your eyes, groaning at the pounding in your head and you look around but see nothing except a blanket of darkness; presumably from the piece of fabric wrapped around your eyes.

Straining your ears, you try to pick up on something -anything- that would tell you where you were but the only thing you hear is the sound of yourself panting as you breathe out anxiously. One thing you knew for sure was that you were lying on a bed, feeling the soft mattress against your back.

"The last thing I remember is going out to the club and drinking tons with the girls and... and..." You trail off flinching in pain as your head throbbed in response to your insistent probing.

Goosebumps creep up on your bare arms due to the chill of the room and the severity of the situation you were in dawns on you immediately.

Inhale

You flex your bounded hands above your head, trying to get the blood circulating.

Exhale

You try to call out to somebody but it's muffled by the gag wrapped around your lips.

Inhale

That was when you hear it; it was slight but you swore you heard the sound of footsteps, light and agile. You begin to thrash even harder now, the rope chafing your skin slightly. Someone shushes you softly, rubbing their thumbs along your cheek slowly and you freeze in fear.

"What the hell is going on?" you think in panic and whimper loudly making the man in front of you chuckle deeply. All of a sudden however, the blindfold is removed and a flood of light hits you in the eyes, making you squint at the instant change.

Your eyes adjust to the brightness after a couple more seconds and your eyes widen at who was in front of you and where you were.

Looking at the smug man in front of you, you glare annoyedly. "Mmmfph mpfmfm!" You shout in indignation, still gagged to your displeasure. He laughs amusedly.

"Cat got your tongue Y/N?" he says sultrily and approaches you coyly. You gulp loudly, realizing how vulnerable you were right now. Again he rest his hands lightly on your cheeks, pulling off the gag in one swift motion.

"JEON JUNGKOOK WHAT THE FU-" you scream but he cuts you off with a bruising kiss. Automatically your eyes shut and you kiss him back with equal fervor. He bites down your lips playfully and you moan as shivers run down your spine; this time not from the cold.

When he finally pulls away, the both of you pant harshly and you stare at him with hooded eyes; him with lust as he glances down quickly at your swollen and red lips from his earlier attack.

You lick your lips and his eyes darken and something raw -primal- flashes past his eyes but he quickly backed himself away from you before he wouldn't be able stop. That was a complete no-no. He wanted to draw this out as long as he possibly could, savoring the situation.

Still bounded on the bed, you look around, relaxing considerably knowing that you were only inside his room, which made you remember why you were angry in the first place. "Jeon Jungkook! What the hell is this all about??" you say exasperatedly. "Untie me! Now!" you demand and he smirks again.

"But babe, that's not what you begged me to do earlier though" he states smugly and your jaw drops.

Just what happened before you blacked out?

EARLIER

You giggle drunkenly as you stumble in your house at almost 3am in the morning and kick off your heels. A bubble of laughter seeps through your lips when the shoes fly far away, before you shush yourself loudly. "Bad Y/N!" you giggle, berating yourself.

You don't know how you did it, but you managed to climb up the stairs and enter the room of the man you were thinking about the whole night. The said man groans from the noise and raises his arms to turn on his lamp, only to see you swaying slightly in front of his bed. He studies you in surprise, taking note of mesh long sleeved choker blouse and your ripped jeans and he swallowed audibly.

You watch your boyfriend check you out for a couple more seconds while you take note of his bleary eyes and hair that was mussed from sleep. The sheets lower and the sight of his bare chest greets your eyes.

Getting up on the bed cattily your eyes flutter shut and you give him a slow languid kiss, one he returns just as passionately. He wraps his arms around your waist and draws you in closer and you groan softly when your hand roams on the hard plane of his body. Without breaking the kiss, he flips you over so you were lying on the bed and lowers his lips down your neck, sucking and kissing softly. Your hands play with the hair on the nape of his neck and you grind into him softly, making him growl before he looked up at you.

"Mmm you're being such a tease right now Y/N for someone who's drunk" he mumbles in between his kiss and you chuckle. "No amount of drinks is going to stop me from getting what I want tonight, and that's you babe" you whisper in his ears seductively and blow lightly, making him shiver in pleasure. He didn't need to be told twice before he lifted your shirt over your head and threw it somewhere across the room. You watch his shoulders flex at the action and he looks down at you appreciatively, biting down on his lips when he saw that you were wearing the bra he favored the most. With a coy grin you loop your arms around his neck and draw him back down.

"I want you Kookie. Now." you beg and he moves to acquiesce you but you continue "But I want you to bind me and punish me first" and his jaw drops in disbelief.

This was the most kinky you had been since you both started dating and honestly at this point, who was he to refuse something he wanted as well.

Unfortunately that was when you fell asleep on him.

He grinned wolfishly before standing up and looking for a belt and some cloth. There was no way he was letting you get away with this, not when you begged him sweetly.

NOW

You blush at what he told you and you groan embarrassedly, not knowing why you became such an animal every time you drank. "Never drinking again..." you lie to yourself but return your attention to the man slowly appraising you.

He crawls up on the bed and lightly runs his fingers down your neck, trailing slowly down your chest, to your taut stomach and then around the lining of your jeans. You inhale harshly at the heated trail and the flash of desire that coursed through you. He places the blindfold back on, leaving you to fully use your senses on his touch.

"Kook..." you moan lightly trying to move your hands, albeit unsuccessfully so you wrap your legs around him instead as he skillfully unclasped your bra with one hand, the other massaging you tenderly.

"Now... please" you whimper and he runs his finger across your lips consolingly before he continues running his tongue sinfully down your body.

Eventually, all your clothes get lost in the floor of his room along with his, as the both of you explored your primal desires and made love to the early dawn of sunrise, writhing and panting at the sheer tantalizing man known as Jeon Jungkook.

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Hey loves! If you reached the end here I'm sorry for such a shock!

It wasn't as heavy as I wanted to get into, but I want to respect some of the younger readers out here. If you'd like me to continue exploring in depth this theme, let me know!

I'll see you all in the next update! ♥️