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“Anyway, come inside, I have a spare room all set aside for you.” Kim Seokjin ushered him through the open door.
“For me?”
“Oh, well, you know what I mean,” Seokjin shared in reply, a smile cracking his lips. Jungkook was completely in awe of this man. He couldn’t put a finger on exactly what it was about him, but Seokjin exuded strength, confidence, and dominance like no one he’d ever met before.
He spoke with purpose and Jungkook immediately understood that anything Kim Seokjin said was to be taken seriously and without hesitation. There was something that seemed naturally predatory about the man, but Jungkook wasn’t threatened by the feeling Kim Seokjin stirred in his belly.
He wanted to wrap himself up in it and live there, which made no sense at all. He let Seokjin bring him inside, and when the door closed, he released a tense and anxious breath.
Jungkook looked around him as the door lock clicked into place. He looked over his shoulder and watched Seokjin securely turn the deadbolt and latch the chain.
“I appreciate this, you know. I’m having a stint of bad luck, it seems.” Jungkook honestly only wanted to be home in his own bed, but he also didn’t want his own bed to be floating on a river of toilet water, so it seemed this alternate plan would have to do.
He pulled out his phone and checked it, curious whether Kim Taehyung had contacted him at any point in the evening, only to realize the phone had died again.
“Fucking piece of shit.” He slid it back into his pocket and looked up to find Seokjin leaning against the front door, staring at him.
Kim Seokjin’s eyes found him and slowly, as if savoring the finest work of art they’d ever seen, they appraised and appreciated Jungkook’s body with a weight he could feel. Jungkook tugged his lower lip between his teeth and a shudder racked his entire body.
The movement seemed to break Seokjin out of his trance, as he spoke up in a deep and sure voice, “Let me show you to your room, Jungkook.”
“Uhm. Let me take my shoes off first. They’re wet from the flood in my apartment and I don’t want to ruin your carpet,” Jungkook mumbled, bending over to pull his sneakers off.
His feet were damp since he hadn’t put his socks back on in the car, and he was aware of the moisture between his toes as they sank into the plush carpet.
“Good boy. Thank you,” Seokjin responded, briefly looking shocked the words had come out of his mouth, but he quickly recovered his composure and headed into the living area.
Jungkook followed behind him, making a left into a long hallway he thought would probably lead to the bedrooms. They passed a door, which Kim Seokjin gestured to.
“You can use this bathroom. There are towels and soap inside already. I imagine you’ll want to wash up before turning in after your exciting night.” Jungkook nodded toward the door, and followed Seokjin to the end of the hallway.
“This is your room,” Seokjin said, opening the door and standing aside to let Jungkook step past him.
Kim Seokjin sucked in a breath as they passed, Jeon Jungkook’s arm grazing across Seokjin’s chest. Jungkook stopped, feeling his shoulders briefly twitch with the electricity which had sparked from the contact, but he collected himself and stepped farther into the room.
He looked around and couldn’t believe the room he was in. This was exactly the kind of room he would have picked for himself if he had more money to spare.
The bed was massive, it had to be a king, and it was decorated with a thick red comforter laid neat and tidy across it.
There was a Technics turntable on a stand in the corner, which he recognized by the distinct round black legs, and a stack of records on the floor beside it.
Farther along the wall, a five-shelf bookcase made of maple wood that looked like it was easily sixty years old overflowed with books that had been organized, and then stacked to fit when room was gone.
A window in front of the bed looked out onto Seongbuk-dong and offered an amazing view of the city from the hills.
“This is your guest room?” Jungkook asked, shocked at the display.
“This is your room, for now,” Seokjin replied softly. “Well, I’ll leave you to it, then. My room is the door between here and the bathroom, so if you need anything, let me know, Jungkook.” He took a step backward, not turning away, and pulled the door closed behind him.
Jungkook walked over to the bed and sat down, feeling how soft the mattress was. He flopped back, letting his feet dangle off the edge.
The comforter was so thick, it fluffed up around him and encased him in its downy softness.At last Jungkook Finds a Posh Lodging for the Night.
Remembering he had a bathroom available, he sat up and dug out a clean t-shirt and pair of briefs from his bag so he could go shower.
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The bathroom offered more amenities than Jungkook had ever seen. A double vanity with a solid white countertop and two recessed sinks took up one wall, and on the opposite wall, a full-size tub and shower.
Jungkook stripped down, peeling off his wet jeans and tossing his shirt on the floor. He stepped out of his briefs and leaned in to turn on the shower, noting the water was immediately hot.
It must be super cool to be rich.
Jungkook thought of the wealth Kim Seokjin must possess. Did he live here all alone? Or did he have someone? Jungkook couldn’t imagine men like Seokjin being alone, with a guest bedroom so specifically designed.
He must have someone he shared his life with. It was the only thing that made sense. Jungkook reached for the tile cutout in the wall to pick up the soap, and noticed it was the same brand he used at home. He couldn’t figure out why someone with so much money would have such cheap soap, but as he rubbed it onto a loofah, he appreciated the familiar scent.
As he washed himself, Jungkook shivered as a prickling sensation skirted across the back of his neck, and he brought his hand up to wipe away the excess water.
He leaned against the wall of the shower, letting the hot spray cascade over him as he took a deep breath in an attempt to regroup from the events of the day.
He needed to formulate a plan of attack for tomorrow.
Jungkook didn’t have work, but he would need to get in touch with his landlord about the flood. He was kidding himself when he thought about the possibility of being able to return to his apartment tomorrow, though. The damage caused by the water would take some time to mitigate.
Eager for a distraction from his current situation, he dropped the loofah and lowered his hand to his soft dick, offering a quick tug from the base to tip, and then another, enjoying the feel of it hardening in his grasp.
He lengthened his strokes as his cock plumped up, and in no time he found himself panting with the need for release.He hold his cock in one hand, and starts stroking slowly.
Jungkook hand gripps his own cock tightly, stroking himself rhythmically, grinding his hips up to meet his hand each time. The head of his cock is pink and glistening, Jungkook swipes his thumb over it with every stroke. He parts his lips slightly , they're shining with spit.
Jungkook squeezed his eyes closed as he reached down with his other hand to tug his balls. “Fuck…” he groaned out as a jolt of pain flew through his body, and he let loose a long moan as cum shot out from his dick, coating the wall in front of him.
He stroked himself once, twice, three more times, before reaching up to direct the shower head against the wall to rinse the dribbles of cum down the drain.
Turning off the water, Jungkook stepped out onto the tile floor and toweled himself off before pulling on his clean briefs and a t-shirt. Realizing he didn’t grab any pajama pants, he stuck his head out of the doorway to see if Kim Seokjin was out, but the condo was dark and his bedroom door was closed.
Jungkook turned off the bathroom light and darted down the hallway to the guest room and shut the door behind him.
He crawled onto the large bed, pulling back the comforter and sliding under the sheets. He wrapped himself up in it and was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
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