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[your] love's the only hoax i believe in; (m)| jjk

pairing: jungkook x you

word count: 9.5k

genre: fuckboy!jungkook, angst(kinda broke my own heart while writing ngl), smut, college au

warnings: gguk is really mean in the end, dom!jungkook, sub!reader, swearing, oral (m receiving), fingering, cum eating, groping, dirty talk, rough sex, mentions of vibrator🤡, brief spanking, size kink, multiple orgasms, protected sex, names calling, mentions of exhibitionism, jungkook kinda insults taylor swift (but oc defends her!)

summary: not in a million years you would have guessed that you'd find yourself in the arrangement of giving the biggest fuckboy on campus free tutor lessons in exchange of letting him fuck you. so, how exactly did you end up here?

a/n: i put a lot of effort and time (despite having to learn for exams 🤡) into this piece so i hope you like it!!🥺

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The squeaky sounds of your sneakers ricochets off the walls as you're marching through the hall of the university facility. You walk fast, not only because you have somewhere to be, but also because you always stroll everywhere in brisk motions. Life is rushing past your eyes just like how you are walking past the tranquil students that saunter in the hallway. The apathy that dwells upon those people were something that you secretly hankered after.

However, you really have no time to think about how they - or perhaps even everyone that surrounds you - come off as so composed and mellow because you're already two minutes too late to your study session with Jeon Jungkook. Why did past you think that you'd be able to get from your class to the library - that's in another faculty - in only five minutes? It was impossible.

After some more sprinting you find yourself in the library. It doesn't take long to spot the dark-haired guy that was gifted with those captivating eyes. He sits somewhere near the huge windows, reading something in a book before typing on his laptop. You pretend that you don't notice the small buckle of your knees when you take his whole appearance into observation, while walking towards him.

Jeon Jungkook is utterly gorgeous. He looks splendid, magnificent, imposing and so much more. Which was also the reason why you were such a stuttering mess when he suddenly approached you to ask if you could help him with some classes a few days ago. His beauty literally snapped your breath away.

,,Y/n!" an unfamiliar voice shouts into the chilly spring air, when you just left the library, a few books stapled in your arms.You turn around and search for that someone that called your name. You don't expect to be met with a pair hooded eyes that make you gulp.

It was Jeon Jungkook in his full splendour, his prestige radiating something electrifying in the air. Despite the impressiveness of his visuals that you get to ogle from up close your mind drifts off to why he knows who you are. Why does Jeon Jungkook know that you exist?

,,Uh, y-yes?" In spite of trying to come off as nonchalant your voice gives you away. There was just something about him that intimidated and let uncertainty mingle inside you.

,,You do one on one tutoring sessions, right?" he asks, expectantly waiting for your answer. The wind that picks up and sweeps his cologne into your nostrils doesn't help to organise your thoughts, they only get fuzzier.

,,Yeah..I-I offer some."

,,Good. I need some help with a few classes and Namjoon recommended you to me, said you were the best in your shared classes." Jungkook's gaze never shifts from your eyes, unlike yours because - oh wow look, what a beautiful leave there is on the ground - holding eye contact with this handsome men was just too much. ,,Of course only after him," he chuckles and that soft sound makes your eyes dart up again, the beauty of his scrunched features when he chuckles now embedded in your memory.

You try to compose yourself without him noticing that he somehow has so much impact on you without even doing something distinguishing. ,,I have a lot to do at the moment, so I have to check my schedule first." - you clear your throat to get that annoying layer of nervousness away that encases your voice - ,,It could take a while tho, because I already have a few tutoring lessons going on at the moment."

Jungkook looks baffled for a moment. He didn't think that there was a chance of you rejecting him. He wasn't aware of the fact that your were so engaged in the whole tutor thing, but it seems like you were kinda well-known for that on campus. How would he know though? Jungkook had very little interest in anything that had to do with studying. But here you are, in some extent turning him down, saying it straight into face. Jungkook couldn't pass it off like that.

,,What a shame. I was looking forward to it. I think we'd have so much fun. Y'know, you seem like you can teach me a lot." You blink. You'd have so much fun? You can teach him a lot? What was he trying to imply? ,,But I guess I should've come to you sooner, huh? At least the people you're tutoring get the bless to have you as their study guide." Why was he suddenly looking down at you with those big innocent eyes? This wasn't what you imagined him to be when you heard everyone gossip about the infamous fuckboys newest escapade at the frat house. Something softens inside you.

,,Do you mind giving me your number? O- of course only for the purpose of texting you if the tutor sessions work out!" you blurt out, gulping when you await his answer.

A grin tugs on Jungkook once he understood the meaning behind your words. ,,Absolutely."

That day you couldn't forget your little intervention with Jungkook and how his whole energy exhibited smugness and sublimity in such an effortless way - that kind of enticed you, but you wouldn't admit that - until a dreamless sleep washed over you.

So now you stand at Jungkooks table, ready to start the first tutor lesson with him. He was lucky that this one girl ended the study session two days after Jungkook approached you - because you taught her well enough that she didn't need you anymore - so you were able to slide Jungkook into her slot.

You hawk, trying to gain Jungkooks attention. You're not sure how he could be so immersed into whatever he's typing on his laptop or maybe he's mad because your 5 minutes too late, but that couldn't be the case, right? Jungkook looks up at you, a gentle smile tugging on his lips. Nope, doesn't seem to be mad at all. Good. Because your not up for a debate about how your were already so unprofessional before the study lessons even started. You weren't usually like this, you were always on time but Jungkook insisted on having the first tutor lesson on Wednesday at this time, so there wasn't even a chance that you would be punctual if you didn't get out of class earlier.

,,Hi," you greet him, tone sounding meek. You settle yourself in the seat in front of him. His eyes follow you, that grin never leaving his face. And that buzzing feeling - that flooded your bones once you saw Jungkook sitting here - doesn't leave too.

,,Hello, Y/n." Is it normal to feel shivers down your spine after someone says your name? Perhaps the essential thing is that it wasn't just someone that said your name - it was Jeon Jungkook to be clear.

,,Uh, have you sorted out some specific topics where you're lacking the most, so that we can start there?" Talking about studies and university stuff gains confidence in your voice.

When you start talking about why you're both actually here, Jungkook sighs and that sluggish smile is nowhere to be found. He thought that you'd maybe be up to some talking first, perhaps getting to know each other because Jungkook finds your shy persona somehow interesting. But as soon as you sat down you were immediately doing your job, no indication to talk to each other to at least try to establish a solid relationship to see how things are working between the two of you or whatsoever. You don't care about things like that - you're only here to help this boys difficulties that he has with getting through university.

Nonetheless, Jungkook would not settle with this kind of distant relationship. He wants to have more fun if he was already going to do something so boring voluntarily. Jungkook needs a bit more thrill at this sessions and he was glad that he reached out to you, because your innocent and timid manners oddly attract him. ,,I wrote some down," he answers.

You start grabbing your stuff from your bag, placing them on the table. ,,So," - you open a few books while your laptop powers up - ,,Where do you want to start?" Jungkook hands you a paper and you examine it briefly. ,,Aren't these like... all your classes?" you ask.

,,Yeah," he admits, rubbing his neck.

Sigh. You didn't know that Jungkook would be such a difficult case.

,,Hey, do you wanna grab takeout with me? You can choose where," Jungkook offers when you're both done and are packing your things.

,,Uhm, I pass," you retort.

While you're occupied with still packing your stuff, Jungkook freezes. He blinks several times. Did you just reject him so...casually?

When you turn back to him you perceive Jungkooks bewildered state. Oh no. That probably came off as rude. ,,It's- It's just that I'm gonna meet up with Hoseok," you clarify.

Hoseok? Jungkook recalls having someone with that name in a class. ,,You both are....?" Of course a pure and beautiful girl like you would have a boyfriend.

,,Wha- Oh, no- no! Nothing like that. He's working on a project and asked me to help him out a bit." Jungkook feels relieved. Despite having some interest in you, he would never do something with a taken girl. That was under his morals. But then again, it was already evening and you didn't plan on going home after this? How much stuff do you manage to do within a day?

,,Okay then, see you next time, gorgeous," he says, throwing his bag over his shoulder and granting you his signature smirk before strolling off.

There was a weird tingly feeling inside your stomach that you couldn't quite decipher.

Bizarrely you end up in the same situation as last time. You're coming late to your meet up with Jungkook again.

You rush to the library, pushing the heavy doors open and relishing in the warmth of the building. Then you sprint to the same desk as last time, hoping he had chosen that same spot again and yes, he luckily did. In quick steps you plump your ass on the chair in front of him, panting heavily.

,,Hi, we're gonna start from where we stopped last time?" You quickly open your bag and swiftly take your notes and books out.

,,Wow, slow down there. Maybe we just wait till your not hyperventilating anymore?" he humours.

,,I'm fine, did you open your file so we can start?" You open your books, trying to find the page, but suddenly two hands dart to yours, wrapping themselves around your wrist. You immediately stop in your tracks. Jungkooks fingers glide down to your hands and wreathes them over yours.

You don't dare to look up at him. Truthfully, you don't want to know what kind of look he has on his face. Jungkook's warmth from his hands conveys into you, your body relaxing and your agitated emotions settle themselves somewhere deep down. It takes a while for your breath to calm down since you were never actively doing any sorts of sport - despite you rush through life like you're never going to be able to finish off everything that you want to accomplish in your span of life.

Why couldn't stressing over life count as some mental sport? You're sure stressing over something burned some calories.

Jungkook notices you dark rings under your eyes, he had already seen them when he first approached you and after that, when you had your first meeting. You seem tired, worn out, but it also looks like that you don't take a break from anything. A tiny bit of guilt mingles inside Jungkook, but if the tutoring lessons that he asked you for were too much you wouldn't have accepted his request...right? ,,You're okay now?" he asks softly. You lock your eyes on his face, his caring manner confusing you.

,,Why are you being like this?"

,,Whatchu mean?"

,,You're like...really nice to me."

,,You don't give me a reason not to be," Jungkook answers, his thumbs softly grazing your skin. The soft gesture overwhelms you, making you feel a lot of good emotions all at once so you pull your hands back, fidgeting with your fingers on your lap. Jungkook nibbles at his bottom lip, withdrawing his arms from table and leaning back on his chair. ,,Why do you think I wouldn't be nice to you anyway?"

,,People talk a lot. Especially about you and your friends. And they say that you're not really friendly towards other students."

,,And you're judging me based off on other people's opinion?" Jungkook folds his arms, suddenly looking so intimidating.

,,I guess so..."

,,At least you're honest," he humours, a small smile displayed on his lips.

,,I think we can start now," you say, opening your books.

Jungkooks smile falters. He wants to learn more about you, wants to study you instead of these boring things. However, it doesn't seem like you have any interest in encountering with Jungkook if it doesn't have to do with studying. And somehow that triggers something inside him. Jungkook felt some kind of attraction towards you, but his reputation makes you back away from him.

He sighs loudly. Why is he feeling so frustrated?

,,I'm heading to the frat party, you wanna join?" You're both occupied with packing up your stuff after your fruitful session.

,,I don't really have time for that," you answer. And even if you would have time, you'd never go to the frat house. You absolutely hate parties.

,,It's Friday. Where do you possibly have to be except at home and enjoying the weekend?"

,,A guy needs my help to revision some stuff," you answer, putting your last item inside your bag, but you don't stand up yet. Jungkook had packed his things too and stays seated.

,,Just cancel him then."

,,I can't."

,,And why is that so?"

,,He recently got a letter that said he would get kicked out if his grades are not gonna get better. He's writing an exam on Monday, so I gotta help him."

,,You need to stop feeling responsible for other people's doom."

,,It's not like that," you defend yourself, even though there was a little voice in your mind that told you that Jungkook was right.

,,Yeah it is. Why are you being so delusional?" Delusional? Why was he getting so intrusive all of a sudden?

,,I just don't want him to fail. I'm just being nice, that's all. Maybe you don't know what that's like 'cause you're treating everyone like shit."

There it was. You're confronting him about his reputation again. And maybe you are right. Maybe Jungkook treats everyone like shit, but he couldn't be like that to you. Somehow Jungkook finds you different than all the other people in this stupid university and he hates the fact that you don't want to have something to do with him. It's not like he didn't notice the stares you give him when you thought he wouldn't notice because he was occupied with something. He noticed every single glance of yours. And he also hates how you drown yourself into work when it's not even your work. You're so immersed into helping other people, that you forget to take care for yourself.

,,Your levelheadedness gives one the impression that you'd be capable of having an organised life, but your not even reserving some time for you in your own damn life."

,,I am organised!" you exclaim.

He rolls his eyes. ,,Your gonna focus on that part and ignore the other stuff? Because it was true and you don't want to admit it?"

,,I don't know why my personal life should be your concern." You absolutely don't like to be confronted with how you live your life.

,,Just saying. I don't wanna pay money for study session when the tutor keeps coming late."

Jungkooks sudden offensive words infuriates you. ,,It won't happen again," you snap and grab your bag to rush out of the library.

It happened when you met Jungkook at your third meeting. (Jungkook apologised through a text message the same day he started that unnecessary fight with you and as long as he wasn't gonna come at you like that again you were fine with tutoring him.)

While you walk up to him - this time not having to rush - he notices you before you had to announce your appearance. A polite smile graces your lips while he watches you walk over to him.

,,Did you do the few tasks that I wanted you to do last time?" you ask while sliding onto your usual chair. Perhaps a little hesitance lingers in your voice, because you're still a bit awkward after that little fight you had with Jungkook. But Jungkook seems like he had already forgotten what happened and acted all natural. That soothes you a little.

Jungkook hums, eyes flickering to your cute outfit that you're wearing. Some tight fitted t-shirt - Jungkook loves the way your boobs look in it - and a regular pair of skinny jeans - Jungkook would love to see your ass in it. In conclusion; Jungkook finds you hot. ,,Yeah, I have, but there's something more important," he answers.

,,What is it?" You don't look at him, too caught up in finding your notes in your bag, but still curious as to what he is about to say.

,,I have an assignment due today and it's not finished yet."

You sigh and glance at him. ,,How far are you?"

,,I just named the google doc."

You cock a brow up. He has to be shitting you. You take another deep breath, calming your senses. ,,How much time is left?"

,,Like 3 hours?"

You're well aware of the fact that these tutor lesson do not mean that you're gonna help them doing their homework. But this idiot was really something else. You could make an exception for him, right? And by the way his eyes are looking so intently into yours you can tell that he's hoping for the same thing. ,,You know that I'm not here to do your homework with you, right?"

,,I know, but I really forgot that I had to hand it in today," he clarifies. He really did. Jungkook is glad that you were here to - hopefully - help him.

,,Okay, we can do this. Yeah, just" - you sway your hand in fast motions to gesture him to turn his laptop around - ,,Let me see what you have to write about. You're gonna hand it in on time, we just have to be quick."

,,Sit next to me," he suggests and moves the chair next to him back. You don't even think about the proximity that you're gonna have by sitting next to Jungkook, the only thing that's on your mind is to finish that essay with him.

So when you sit next to him and you're literally able to smell his intoxicating scent, a thick layer of fog loops around your mind, reminding you of your mixed emotions that you felt towards Jungkook - even though the most prominent one was the indisputable enthrallment that drew you to him.

Throughout the whole event of writing Jungkooks essay as fast as possible there is a strong tension going on between the two of you. First you misinterpreted it, thinking that the heavy air is the outcome of the little quarrel that you had. Then you thought he might be in distress because he's afraid of not being able to finish his work on time, but you quickly throw that thought away. If he would be that worried he would've started sooner with it.

You only come to the right solution when Jungkook and you stare at each other and both of you are not able to look back. The reason why the strong tension dwelled in the air are the two of you. You both are responsible for the sizzling and electrifying environment that you're in.

You're the first one to withdraw your eyes from his warm orbs, looking back at the table and being greeted with the sight of his fingers laying on yours. Oh. That's why you looked at Jungkook in the first place. You both wanted to grab the book and ended up in this situation.

You pull your hand from under his bigger one. Your cheeks are probably flushed now, but you can't force the embarrassment back. The gap between your chairs was somehow also non-existent anymore. At some point either Jungkook or you moved closer to the other one. ,,You can have it," you say, chin pointing at the book. You can feel Jungkook's burning stare from the side, but you can't look at him now. What you don't anticipate is his hand reaching down to your thigh instead of grabbing the book.

,,I have an idea," Jungkook whispers, ignoring the book completely. His deep voice triggers goose bumps all over you.

,,What is it?" You slowly dart you gaze back to him.

,,Would you let me fuck you in exchange of free study lessons?"

,,W-what?"

,,Y'know, we hook up and I get free lessons?" Okay, but that was really not what you expected when you agreed on being his tutor. But you can't deny that his questions thrills you and you actually start to ponder about it. Was there anything that could go wrong if you'd agree to fuck Jeon Jungkook? You can't come up with something, so you look into his eyes, determination set in you.

When Jungkook observes your features he knows that he got you; you would agree to the arrangement that Jungkook offered. He smirks. ,,I see, the thought of hooking up with me caught your interest, huh?" Jungkook teases. Of course he'd never loose his arrogant attitude. Asshole...really hot asshole.

,,And what benefit would I get from that? I don't have a lot of spare time anyway, so why should I give you free tutoring lessons?"

,,When was the last time you got dick?"

,,Huh?" You cheeks flush instantly. Maybe you shouldn't have asked...You relent when he doesn't stop staring at you with his brow darted up. ,,Uhmm" - you ponder about his question for a long second - ,,More than half a year?" you answer in a meek voice.

,,Oh fuck."

,,Just because you get some everyday doesn't mean that half a year is a long time," you roll your eyes.

,,No, I didn't...It was..," Jungkook trails off. He only cursed because the thought of splitting your tight little pussy open hit him. But he couldn't tell you that. ,,Just- Look, you constantly have work to do, so I think spending some time occupying yourself with something else than helping others would actually help you. And I just kinda need the money that I'm spending for this study lessons, because I'm broke...So are you up for it?"

Jungkook was broke? And despite that he still wanted the tutor lessons? You could already tell that Jungkook was mostly lost in your first session - he wasn't dumb though. It was probably because he never listened in any classes which resulted in him not knowing what was going on in any of them. Nevertheless, Jungkook is a quick learner.

,,And you don't only want this for free because I keep coming late, do you?"

,,Nah, definitely not cause of that. Just a few minutes that I had to wait for your beautiful face to show up."

Your face crimsons. ,,I mean...I could like pay-pay you back for that? Maybe with..." Your eyes shoot to his groin before settling back to to his warm orbs.

,,Are you offering me a blowjob?"

,,I mean...uh, yes?" His candid words make you feel insecure again, despite what you literally just offered him. You fidget with your fingers before huffing. ,,Why do you always have to be so direct?" Jungkooks blunt nature was making you really nervous.

,,Why? You don't like it? You don't want to hear how badly I wanna have your innocent lips wrapped around my cock?" Oh God. How did everything escalate so quickly? But you couldn’t deny the fact that you panties were dampening. Thank God that you both had finished the essay already. You hastily grab your phone from the table.

,,Your or my place? Or do you have an exhibitionism kink?" While typing on your phone you quickly shoot him a look that says something along the lines off 'You think so?' to which he responds with a chuckle.

,,I'm just gonna cancel my roommate. We were supposed to go to the cinema today with some of her friends, but...I changed my mind." Jungkook smiles at that. Finally you found him good enough that you didn't turn him - but your friend down. He's not sure why, but it felt good to know that he was currently placed high in your priority list.

,,Let's go to my place," you announce while standing up. Jungkook grins, relishing in the fact that you're hurriedly packing your things because you can't wait to get his dick between your lips.

You didn't think that you could end up in a situation like that. Feeling giddiness manifesting as you think about all the things that you could to with Jungkook once you're both at your place.

That tingly sensation that you felt in your stomach a few days ago made an appearance again. This time it felt more like some little caterpillars in your stomach, creating tingles inside you as they get ready to transform into butterflies.

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,,Look at your small mouth wrapped around my big cock."

You're currently occupied with bobbing your head up and down Jungkook length, taking him as far as you can without gagging around him.

The rousing heat that lodged between the two of you never slackened when the two of you went to your place as quick as possible. Frankly, it did the quite opposite.

That's how you ended up so quickly on your knees as soon as you both got inside your room and Jungkook sat down on your bed. You didn't hesitate a second before dropping down on the carpet between his legs and watching him discard his pants and boxers with hungry eyes.

,,Can you take more? Hm?" Jungkook combs his fingers though your hair, the soft gesture sending shivers down your spine. You try to get more of him inside you throat, gagging when you reached your limit. You've never had someone that was as big as Jungkook - his size made your eyes nearly fall off because he is so massive - so it was no surprise for you that you weren't able to take all of him. The sounds you made while chocking on his cock spurred Jungkook even more on.

,,You're too big," you answer after pulling off, hand jacking him off in fast motions. Some strands fall onto your face as you slightly lean away, but Jungkook is quick to hold them back with his hand, creating a makeshift ponytail.

He grins down at you, enjoying to have the pleasure of seeing you in such a submissive state. ,,Too big for your little mouth, huh?" he coos, but his actions are quite the opposite from his tone when he suddenly puts pressure on your head and forces you back onto his cock. You take him willingly, opening your mouth and taking him as far as you're capable of. He holds you there, not allowing you to start bobbing your head. When you start swirling your tongue and swallow around him Jungkook throws his head back, the pleasure that you give him feeling excruciatingly good. ,,Where'd you learn to suck dick so well?" he asks through gritted teeth.

Your eyes start tearing up and soon he tugs at your hair. With a strangled moan you pop his length out of your mouth, panting heavily. Jungkook watches the graphic scene in front of him; tears brimming in your eyes, your mouth swollen from your sucking and a string of saliva connecting your full lips to his hard cock.

He already found you hot, but now you just became a thousand times more attractive in his eyes. Jungkook didn't know that you'd be up for such a messy blowjob, but the fact that your pure and innocent being had such a dirty side was doing something to him.

You duck down again, holding his cock up with your little hand and peppering kisses over his length. Then you start swirling your tongue over his sensitive tip, causing him to breath loudly through his nose. You start sucking and licking his tip while your hand picks up its movements again.

,,Fuck, feels so good, babe," he curses and perhaps if you wouldn't be sucking his dick you would have flushed at the pet name, but you're literally giving him head right now so there isn't much left for you to feel embarrassed about. You moan around his cock, making him hiss. ,,You like that pet name? Hm?"

You pop his cock out of your mouth. ,,Yeah," you mutter, ogling the way his brows are scrunched in rapture.

,,Come here," he says and grabs your arm. You hastily comply, getting up and straddling his lap.

You don't expect him to kiss you as soon as the proximity between your faces is close, but he does and you feel like you've never kissed anyone like that before. The languid movements quickly turn into a sloppy mess, consisting of lots of tongue and sharing saliva but you're just as eager to feel everything from Jungkook as he is. You moan into the kiss when he starts groping your ass through your jeans with both of his hands. The grinding on his hips come naturally when you feel your core getting wetter and wetter by the touch of his hands.

,,Get these pants off," he tells you after retracting from the kiss.

You stand up, discarding the tight pants and jumping on his lap once you threw it away somewhere. Now that there isn't much of a barrier left between his cock and your aching core - only your flimsy panties - the longing to finally feel his dick buried inside of you gets almost agonising. That's why you start grinding your hips on his groin again, relishing the feel of his hard member sliding against your clothed heat.

,,Shy girl is so turned on, isn't she?" God, yes. You weren't turned on like this for such a long time.

When you feel his finger pushing you panty to the side and starting to slide it through your folds you squirm above him. Jungkook watches how you whole expression switches into pure pleasure and he didn't even start touching the most sensitive parts yet. Jungkook starts toying with your swollen clit that ached to get attention. ,,Oh," you squeak and close your eyes. Your hands that are wrapped around his shoulders wander to tug at his hair on the nape of his neck.

,,Fuck, you're so responsive," he utters and doesn't stop drawing circles on your clit. Two fingers slide down to your hole, his thumb still flicking on your bundle of nerves while he slowly plunges his fingers in. You're tight. You're so fucking tight. Jungkook has to gulp. He zests in the way your walls make room for his fingers and asks himself how your little pussy is going to take his cock later on, but he has a feeling that your gonna take cock as good as you give head.

You whimper when his fingers are as deep as they can go. ,,Want me to make you cum?" You open your eyes and are met with his brown orbs already staring back at you.

,,Uh-huh," you nod. He doesn't wait any longer. Jungkook picks ups a steady rhythm with his fingers, his thumb never stopping the circling on your clit. He crooks his fingers, finding that sweet spot of yours that makes you cling onto him, pressing your body against his. The slick sounds of your pussy getting fucked by his fingers tinkles in your room. Jungkook movements are rapid, eager to make you come undone before he's going to fuck you brainless.

The consequence to your receptivity is that you reach your high pretty quickly. You're not entirely sure if it's really because it had been a long time since someone else than you had gotten you off or if it was due to Jungkooks skilled fingers that found all the right spots inside of you. ,,Jungkook!" You squirm on top of him, head resting on his shoulders and clinging onto him with dear life. You need a few seconds to calm down from that high.

,,You made such a mess on my fingers," Jungkook comments when he withdraws them from your quivering hole. You lean back, watching how he stares at his fingers that are covered in your arousal. You bite your lip. That was a lot. His digits are practically shining. Jungkook suddenly wraps his lips around his fingers, cleaning them with his mouth. Oh fuck. That looks so hot. ,,Taste so sweet." You smile coyly at his compliment. Once he's done with cleaning his fingers, he pulls your shirt over your head, making quick work in getting your bra off too before throwing them both away. ,,Shit, look at these tits."

He stares at them with amazed eyes, instantly groping your flesh. After squeezing, rolling your nipples between his fingers and teasingly tugging at your them, he leans down to flick his warm tongue against your hardened bud. You moan, fingers cascading through his hair as he gives your breasts attention. ,,How do you want it?" Jungkook asks after sucking on your bud, leaning to your other boob to give it the same recognition.

,,Uh, I don't know...," you mumble, the unexpected question making you feel jittery.

,,Any preference?" he mutters against your flesh.

When you feel the fan of his breath against your sensitive nipple you take a shaky breath before answering. ,,I like it rough...," you admit.

As if on cue Jungkook suddenly holds your by the hips and pushes you on the bed, your back landing on the soft duvets. You squeal at the sudden movement. Jungkook tugs your panties down and spreads your legs to make room for himself. He sits back on his heels, tugging his shirt from his body in a swift motion. Oh wow. His abs.

Then he comes down again, aiming for your neck and places wet kisses over your skin. He nibbles on your skin, gently sucking at it. You sigh in contentment. His mouth feels so good. You graze your hands over his chest, your fingers sliding over his abs. But then he abruptly stiffens above you.

,,Fuck, please tell me you have condoms," he says after retracting from your neck. You think you have never seen him that desperate before.

You chuckle at his expression. How fun would it be to say that your have none? But his expression tells you enough to know that he isn't up for teasing right now, because he's genuinely concerned that he's not goonna be able to fuck you.

,,I have some in my nightstand," you answer, watching how his whole face lights up in relief. Jungkook bends over to your nightstand, his shoulder coming very close to your face. You wrap one arm around his neck, skimming your digits over his skin till they stop at his shoulder. The sounds of his impatient hands rummaging through your drawer rings through the room.

,,You have a vibrator?!"

,,Huh?!"

Your head shoots to him. What was his hand doing in that drawer? Once you realise what's happening your whole being gets drenched in downright mortification.

,,Oh my God," he utters as he grabs a hold of your pink little vibrator and sits back on his heels.

,,Not that drawer you idiot!" you yell, clasping your hands on his body to get him away from your nightstand, but of course you have no chance against his weight. Jungkook looks at the vibrator completely astonished while you're cheeks flush in a really dark shade. ,,Get your dirty fingers away from that, Jungkook."

He darts his eyes to you. ,,Am I the one with the vibrator or you? Who's the dirty one now, huh?" The desire to whip that stupid smirk on his face away is really strong.

,,Why would you open the second drawer before looking inside the first one? Why do you have to be like that?" you whine.

,,Well, it's your poor choice of finding a hiding spot for it," he retorts, that stupid thing still in his hand.

,,Just put it back and open the first drawer," you roll your eyes.

,,No, wait- can we please use it?" he asks, like a little kid trying to persuade his mum to buy him a toy.

,,No."

,,No?"

,,No."

,,But we could have so much fun with it," he tries to allure you.

,,We're not using a vibrator, Jungkook. Put it back."

,,Fine," he sulks, reaching for the drawer to put it back to its place.

Once he grabs the condom and wraps it around his member, he is finally where you long for him the most. Jungkook grazes his mushroom tip over your folds, spreading your arousal all over your pink pussy lips. He nudges your clit, causing you to arch your back at the sensitivity. ,,Please," you pant, eyes closing when he doesn't stop toying with your clit.

,,Want my cock? Hm?" You nod vigorously, but that's not enough for him. He lets go of his hold on his cock - making you shudder when the friction on your bundle of nerves is gone - and squishes your cheeks between his fingers. ,,Use your words." Jungkooks finger loosen their hold so you're able to talk properly.

,,Please fuck me."

,,Mhm, shy girl knows how to use her dirty words, huh?" he teases and you bite your lip in embarrassment. Jungkook coaxed words out of your mouth that you never said out loud before. His hand leaves your face and starts aligning his throbbing cock against your entrance. Jungkook slowly pushes in, his thick tip pushing your walls apart. He intently watches how his dick vanishes in your quivering hole, moaning once your warmth is swathed around his entire length. You whimper beneath him, his big member reaching spots that you didn't know of. ,,Look at this tight pussy taking my cock so well," he breathes, leaning down to kiss and suck on your neck while you adjust to his size.

,,I think you can move now," you say after a while, wrapping your legs around his body. You arch your back when he teasingly rolls his hips into you.

,,You think you can take this?" he asks and places kisses along your jaw. Before you could say anything he already bottomed out and snapped his hips back again, the sharp thrust jolting your body up but Jungkook is quick to hold you down by your waist. You moan loud, his cock stretching you so deliciously.

Jungkook doesn't stop once he started thrusting his length in fast motions inside your greedy warmth. Your walls clench around him in a desperate attempt to keep his throbbing cock inside of you.

,,Fuck, you're squeezing me so hard." Jungkook peers down, eyeing the heavenly sight of his dick vanishing inside your hole before bottoming out and seeing your arousal sticking to the condom. Your fingers claw on his biceps, creating little marks with your nails on his glowing skin. Jungkook nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck, his loud breathing right next to your ear. His tones sound so sinful and hot, causing to shoot a new gush of arousal right down your core.

,,Feels so good," you mumble, eyes rolling back. The lush titillation that Jungkook provides, fosters the knot in you stomach to flourish in a rapid way, even though you came only minutes ago. Your words cause Jungkook to sit back on his heels, determined to make you feel even better. He grabs your calves, pushes them your legs to your upper body and practically bends you in half. His rattling tempo never slows down, only changing into harder thrusts. Jungkook brings both of your ankles on his shoulder and then leans down to capture your lips in a languid kiss.

The new position allows his cock to go deeper, creating pleasure in places where you've never felt anything like that before. 

When Jungkook withdraws from the kiss he gets mesmerised by the way your boobs jiggle in owing to his harsh jolts. You're a moaning mess beneath him, your body intoxicated by all the sensations that Jungkook is able to give you.

,,Who would have thought that you're so dirty in bed?" Jungkook asks as he palms your breast, kneading the flesh in his hand. You only mewl at his words, the pleasure overtaking everything of you. ,,Pretending to be shy and then wanting to get fucked like a dirty slut," he spits, pinching your nipple.

And when Jungkook suddenly start fondling with your little clit, there are no coherent thoughts in your mind anymore. There's only Jungkook and his huge cock ramming inside you. ,,Fucking look at you- are you enjoying this? Enjoying being a little slut for me?"

,,Yes," you keen, eyebrows furrowed. ,,Yes, yes, yes!"

,,That's what I fucking thought." His thumb picks up on speed, the slippery sounds of your pussy mixing so well together with the sound of his skin slapping against yours. ,,Are you gonna cum for me?" You look into his orbs filled with lust -  your sight shimmery due to the tears that brimmed your eyes - and nod at his question. You were so close to finally fall from the edge and reach pure felicity. ,,Use your fucking words," Jungkook scolds you.

,,I- I'm close," you whimper, hands grazing over his back. He grunts, loving the way your nails scrape at his skin.

,,You're gonna cum all over my cock? Cream all over me?" You try to utter something like 'yes' but when that particular push of his hips hits you so deep, you're not able to say any intelligible word. At this point your a stuttering and whimpering mess under his athletic body, your mind fogged with clouds of pure appetency. Your legs shake uncontrollably and Jungkook lets them fall back on the bed again. He's fucking you through your high while your squirming beneath him, the pleasure overtaking all your limbs.

,,Fuck, that's it. That's it, babe," he praises, placing kisses on your collarbone. His thumb still flickers on your clit and you reach down to push his hand away, the friction on your clit too much for you to handle after your high.

You pull his head up to your face, pressing your lips against his. His soft lips feel like they're meant for you to kiss. Somehow kissing Jungkook felt oddly right. He moans into the kiss, his deep tones weirdly calming your senses. When the post-orgasm bliss gradually fades away, you notice the unsteady rhythm that Jungkook  fucks you with and you know that he's about to cum too.

,,Can I cum on your ass?" he asks, his eyes roaming over your features. Your fucked out state elicits the urge to cum so badly, but Jungkook  doesn't want to cum in this stupid condom.

,,Uh, sure," you answer and within a second he grabs your hips and turns your around, his cock slipping out of you in that procedure. Jungkook pulls you up by the waist and you steady yourself on your elbows, arching your back for him. You're not sure why Jungkook wants to cum on your ass and maybe you feel a tiny bit exposed to have him behind you without seeing him, but at this point you don't care anymore.

,,Shit, this ass looks so damn hot," he mutters through gritted teeth while jacking himself off. You tilt your head - staring at your headboard seemed quite boring while he finishes off behind you - and the sight that greets you makes you bite your lip.

Jungkooks eyes are focused on your ass, one hand kneading your flesh before spanking it. His other hand is tightly wrapped around his length, moving in rapid motions. He doesn't need long till he reaches his high too - the white spurts hitting your ass cheeks after a few seconds. Jungkook was on edge since you oh so innocently offered him a blowjob in the library.

His head falls back, a low moan leaving his mouth. Oh fuck. He looks so ethereal, like the most beautiful boy that only existed in your dreams. But he's right behind you - that boy that you secretly wished for is not in your dreams anymore, he's with you.

Jungkook slows his movements on his cock and soon he collapses next to you. Your elbows also yield in and you lay down on your belly, chin propped up on your forearm. You watch how his body moves due to his hard breathing, until he shifts and lays on his back. His eyes immediately catch your stare and a shy smile tugs at your lips.

,,I'm still lowkey sad that we didn't use your vibrator," he admits. That was definitely not what you expected to hear and definitely not what you wanted to be his first words after you both finished with what you just did. You mumble a 'Please be quiet' and close your eyes. That situation was already embarrassing enough, you don't want to talk about it now. ,,But like- that caught me so off guard. That doesn't fit in with the image I have in mind of you." His hand tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

,,And what did you think about me?" you ask, genuinely curious to what he is about to say.

,,Do you listen to Taylor Swift?" When you only give him a confused stare he explains himself. ,,I don't know, I kinda thought you would listen to someone like her. Y'know country music and stuff like that."

,,Wha- if you don't want me to write a ten pages essay about how Taylor's music is one of be best in the whole music industry, please shut your mouth," you answer offended.

,,Getting feisty? Do you want a second round?" he teases and nudges your arm with his hand.

,,Jungkook!" you chide. He chuckles, enjoying how easy it was to tease you and make your cute cheeks flush.

Suddenly you hear the door of your dorm opening and then closing again. You're immediately alarmed. ,,Put your clothes on!" you whisper in a firm tone, pushing him out of your bed.

He scrunches his eyebrows in confusion and your pushing caught him so off guard that you're actually able to make him fall out of bed.Thomb. ,,Ouch," he hisses. You don't even pay Jungkook attention as you get out of bed yourself - not falling ass first on the floor unlike someone else - and search for your clothes. Jungkook stands up and does the same, still not quite understanding why your roommate coming home means that you have to stop laying in bed naked.

,,Y/n!" Jia - your roommate - exclaims.

You already have your underwear on - not like Jungkook who's still occupied with getting his boxers on - and duck your head through a random shirt just as the door to your room opens.

,,I brought a burger and-" Jia stops in the middle of her sentence when she takes the current situation in. ,,You...," she trails off. Jia  looks at Jungkook - who is still shirtless - and then at you, hair a complete mess. Her eyes suspiciously linger a tiny bit longer on Jungkooks abs. ,,You cancelled me so you could hook up with him?" Her tone sounding accusatory.

You're speechless. How are you gonna tell her that you couldn't say no when Jungkook  offered that arrangement and then you kinda offered a blowjob and then you...ended up in this weird situation. You look at Jungkook , hoping that he maybe has something to say, but he doesn't indicate to say anything. ,,Uh-"

,,I taught you so well, Y/n," she suddenly beams. Oh? Your dumbfounded state makes her giggle. ,,I brought you some burger and fries. I'll put them on the counter. Sorry for interrupting!" And with that she's gone.

You feel Jungkooks stare on you, so you quickly explain your behaviour. ,,I just didn't want her to see... You know...We were naked...in bed."

,,There are duvets on your bed, did you know that?" he mocks and pulls his shirt on.

,,I know, but I don't want her to see us in bed."

,,You're an adult, y/n. Of course she knows that you have sex life." You nibble at your bottom lip. He's right, but you'd still get embarrassed of that regardless. ,,Fuck, why do I find it so hot when you get shy?" You look at him surprised. He chuckles when he retorts your expression. ,,I'll get going now, yeah?" Jungkook steps closer, petting the back of your head. You nod, mesmerised by his eyes. He smiles, leaning down to give your forehead a little kiss.

As you watch Jungkook leave the room you feel butterflies freely flying around in your stomach.

A few weeks pass. In those weeks Jungkook and you...fuck a lot - without your vibrator. Jungkook still reacts sulky every time he asks if you'd could use it though, doe eyes and pursed lips intently awaiting your answer. Nonetheless, you never changed your answer.

The study sessions weren't held in the library anymore, you both decided that your room was much more comfortable. Which was also a reason why you both neglected studying a bit because it seemed like when you both are alone inside a room you can't concentrate on the studies. Though you scolded Jungkook a lot of times - telling him to focus on what you're trying to teach him - your nagging didn't have an effect for a long time. Approximately 5 minutes after pretending like you both were able to ignore the burning desire you were all over each other again. You both just couldn't resist each other.

,,Fuck, you need to be on top way more often," Jungkook pants. You don't say anything to that, pushing his body down as you try to wiggle out of his hold he has on your hips, but he doesn't budge. ,,Let me hold you," he mutters and nuzzles his head in the crook of your neck, hands wrapped around your back.

You try to control your breath, toying with the hair on the nape of his neck. ,,Why are you still hard?" you question after realising that his cock didn't soften despite cumming like two minutes ago.

,,Do you realise how good your tits look when you're on top?"

,,I'm not up for a third round," you say drained and ignore his compliment. You already felt exhausted after the first time. He grumbles something against your neck. ,,Jungkook, we had two rounds already," you remind him. He says something like 'want more of you' but stills relents and lays you down on the bed beside him. You close your eyes and feel Jungkooks fingers tracing over your ribcage. 

The past weeks were surprisingly pretty chilly and calm, despite having spent so much time with Jungkook. Jungkook gave you a reason to really let yourself take a breath. Slow your pace, slow your rhythm and finally slow down your excessive need in burying yourself under so much work. You are a work alcoholic, never learned to take a break from your duties. You know you need to suspend from your proceedings sometimes, buy you just couldn't. Not until you met Jungkook. He showed you how to live normal again.

,,Do you want to come to the frat party with me?" he asks after a while. Jungkook's voice is soft, finding a way to wrap itself around your heart. It doesn't need to search for your heart tough. Jungkook was already embedded in there, whether you like it or not.

,,Parties are not really my scene, you know that."

,,Well, studying wasn't mine either and look were I am now."

You roll your eyes. ,,I just don't fit in there. I don't even know anyone there."

,,I could introduce you to some people," he offers.

,,No, it's fine. I already went there a couple of times when I started my first year here, but...I don't know. Most of the people here are just different than me and no matter how much I  tried to make myself fit in it just didn't work...I tried to be nice to them and kinda...you know, give them my love but there was always nothing in return."

,,I see, that's why you only have nerdy friends?" his hand reaches up to cup your cheek. You only roll your eyes at his comment. It wasn't even like you would call these people actual riends. ,,Namjoon's practically always up your ass," Jungkook says.

You giggle. ,,That's no true."

,,Yeah, think whatever you want," he retorts, a small smile on his lips. He withdraws his hand from your body and gets up to gather his clothes. A questions lingers in your mind. Something that you already wanted to ask him so many times, but always backed away because you were took afraid of the outcome.

You slip under the covers when your naked body started to freeze due to the lack of his warm body next to yours. When you watch him put on his last piece of clothes - his abs vanishing behind his white shirt - you can't prevent yourself from asking. You just don't want Jungkook to go now. ,,Do you want to stay over?"

Your questions hangs heavy in the air. Jungkook's body stiffens while he waa occupied with putting his laptop back into his bag. He turns around to face you. Jungkook never stayed over before. He always left after you both were done. But after a while you secretly wished that he would stay with you.

You had slipped under the covers to warm you up, but somehow your body only gets colder.

He looks at you and you look at him. The expression on his face is unreadable, but you can't back away now. The air that once had that ecstatic and giddy feeling whirling around the room was no longer there anymore. You had ruined it with your intrusive behaviour. ,,You know that this whole arrangement is only fucking right?" His face representing nothing but coldness.

,,Y-yeah, of course I do." You gulp.

,,Good." Jungkook grabs his bag, scooping it up his shoulder. ,,I'm gonna head to the frat party to have some fun," he announces. ,,See you." He doesn't spare you another glance. Pure hurt buzzes through your body.

This time you watch him leave with a hollow feeling inside you.

You had started to like Jungkook. From the very beginning you felt some attraction towards him, but after being so close and intimate there was no way that you could stop your heart from beating faster every time his warm eyes looked at you.

A few hours pass. You don't do much. You occupy yourself with your phone to try to escape the reality, to forget in what kind of misery you brought to yourself. But then you make the mistake of checking Instagram after watching several YouTube videos.

It's Jungkook Instagram Story. First it's a picture of a random blonde girl that you don't know, a red cup with alcohol in her hand and the background full of people. The next is a video, the camera is pointed at a wall but then it turns around, showing Jungkook and that blonde girl heavily making out. The girl giggles after Jungkook palmed her breast with his other hand. There are more Storys that he posted, but you close your phone instead of watching them. There are already enough tears that started running down your cheek.

You aren't sure if this was the first time that Jungkook did something with another girl while your arrangement thing was going on or if he was hooking up with other girls for the whole time. You never really talked about it and you also never dared to ask. You were too scared of his answer. Jungkook wasn't yours. He could do whatever he wanted to do, but you just had this little feeling inside you that he somehow also shared your feelings. That his heart also started beating faster when he saw you looking at him. But apparently you were wrong with that assumption.

Why did it ever cross your mind that you both could somehow be compatible? It was ridiculous how you could trick yourself into a chimaera just because you were always hopelessly aiming for a secretly desired wish. So there was no surprise that your aspiration to get Jungkook like you back - really, just a tiny little bit that you wanted him to like you back - was immediately crushed. You couldn't pretend like it didn't hurt.

You put your phone away and close your lights. You try to sleep but instead you lie awake, wondering what the hell you're doing wrong.

The next day your not walking around campus like you have a specific destination in mind. Your walk is slow and you don't even care if you would come late to class. You're tired. So tired of everything.

You have a lot of time to think while you're sauntering in the hallway. And when you think back about the whole situation with Jungkook, you come to a realisation. The butterflies in your stomach are dead. His rejection burned down their silly hope for love.

Jungkook hurt you, but at least he proved you right in one matter; you'd never be enough for anyone.

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Wonder Woman #197

THE HATING GAME - JJK

working together with your biggest competition was not something you saw yourself doing often. but fucking him one late night at office? never in a million years.

pairing — jungkook x female reader

genre — angst, smut

word count — 7.2k

warnings/tags — lawyer!jk x lawyer!reader, enemies2lovers, dom!jk, sub!reader, swearing, provocation, insults, petty arguing, vague mentions of murder/strangulation, jealousy, teasing, lying, denial, tension x100, improvisation, touching, so much sarcasm, explicit smut, light bondage, grinding, neck kisses, nipple play, tit slapping, begging, fingering, dirty talk, degradation, oral (m and f receiving), cunnilingus, choking, spitting, pussy slapping, tongue fucking, dick slapping (face), edging, crying, slapping (like once), spanking, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it guys), light pain kink, finger sucking, angry fucking, creampie, making out, cum eating, post-nut clarity, both very lost and confused by the end.

paired with this edit made by yours truly 🤭

a/n: hello and welcome to jahanara feeding into her office romance fantasies pt98583616 😭 please enjoy this very long and drawn out piece (similar to illicit desire) but more detailed, more descriptive and can be read as a stand-alone.

if you came from tiktok, hello and welcome to the dark side 😁 enjoy the long-awaited lawyer!jk au!

btw this fic has nothing to do with the book/movie called ‘the hating game’ the name just fit this ok 🙄

“We need to talk,” Jungkook’s voice causes your chest to falter as he enters his office, waiting for you to enter before shutting the door behind you and making home on the seat behind his desk.

“We can’t do this case.”

If you could burst out laughing right now, you would, but this was a professional work environment, “You invite me into your office, distracting me from my own work, just to tell me something I already know?” You make yourself comfortable in the seat opposite his, paying him a fake smile, “I don’t know why you’re panicking, we can easily get out of this. We can just say we have too much on our plate to take on a new case. There, done,” you shrug, leaning back in the seat without a care in the world.

Mr Jeon, your boss, thought it’d be a good idea to pair you up with Jungkook to work on a class case.

Why he’d even make that decision was beyond you. Neither of you got along well, trying too hard to one-up each other, spewing insults back and forth like there was no tomorrow. Failure to work well together in this case, you were both threatened with temporary suspension.

“Yeah, you’re forgetting one thing,” he says.

“What’s that?”

“My dad owns the fucking place.”

Yeah, your boss happened to be Jungkook’s dad, and honestly, it wasn’t such a bad thing. He was treated the same way as the other employees, sometimes a bit worse when it came to you.

You were his favourite employee, the absolute star of his team.

“He’s handed our current cases to another attorney so we can focus on this,” Jungkook groans, getting out of his seat to pace around your office as if he were going through a midlife crisis. He halts after a little dilly-dallying, “We should just take the suspension.”

"Pardon you, but I've got bills to pay, and I can't be having that suspension show up on my job record," you try to reason with him, but Jungkook didn't look very convinced. "Think about it this way…” you trail off, leaving your seat behind your desk to head over to him, standing confident in front of him, “When you're suspended, you're pretty much fired for an unfixed period.”

You were willing to work with Jungkook, just to get this whole thing out of the way, and there was only one way to get him on board.

Provoking him.

“I’m sure the Jeon Jungkook doesn’t wanna get suspended by his own daddy, right?” you taunt him, your voice getting quieter with each word.

Jungkook knew you were messing with him, and hated how you actually got under his skin, but with a defeated sigh, he agrees, “Fine, let’s win this case. How about we work on it over at your place? I’m sure you’ve got no plans for the weekend,” he scoffs, cocking a brow at your overly-confident form.

“I actually have a date this weekend,” you shrug, turning your back towards him ready to take your leave. “We can work on it later tonight, I’m leaving now.”

A date? There’s no way…

Jungkook is quick to rush to the door, blocking you from opening the door just as you reach out for the door knob. His arms were extended out to his sides, stopping you from leaving.

He needed to know who this guy was and why the hell he would go on a date with you of all people. “A date? Someone actually wants to sit and have dinner with you?” he questions, like it was the craziest thing he’d ever heard. “He’s gotta be deaf or blind.”

Now, with shit like this, you’d walk away, but Jungkook rendered you trapped in his office, “Listen you conceited asshole,” your index fingers goes to jab at his chest and you have to force yourself to ignore how built he was under his shirt, “I don’t like you. Never have, never will. We’re all a bit different outside of work but I’ve restricted you from seeing that side of me because you don’t deserve it.”

It was a simple and truthful explanation, you hated Jungkook beyond words, neither of you had a relationship outside of the firm. Your work persona would definitely not attract a guy with how much of a workaholic you were.

You needed this date, as a break from all the hardships these cases brought you.

Jungkook pondered your words carefully. Maybe he was a bit iffy about not having a relationship with you outside of work, he didn’t wanna be just a “work colleague” or that “annoying guy from work. He had way too much pride for that.

“Now if you could please stop hogging the door, that would be great. I don’t think I wanna spend another minute with you in your office.”

“Likewise, Y/N,” Jungkook sneers as he steps away from the door. It doesn't even register to either of you that this could be counted as an argument. How easily you both bumped heads with each other would have to come to a stop now that Mr Jeon was keeping a keen eye on you two.

As the day comes to night, you were still locked away in your office, reading away at your newly appointed case details and taking brief notes. The details were… gory to say the least, and exceptionally hard to read, but being a lawyer, you’d gotten used to it, having read the worst of the worst during your career. It was pretty much a skill to read such gruesome and ill details of murders, kidnappings and assaults with a straight face.

You were lucky not to be the only one reading up on gore so late at night, Jungkook waltzing through your office without knocking (as he always did) with a cup of coffee in his hand. He doesn’t say a word and instead sets the cup on your desk and takes a seat opposite you.

You thought you were seeing things.

Jeon Jungkook buying you coffee? That’s a first.

You don’t say anything, reaching out for the cup and bringing it close to your lips, about to take a sip, but you stop.

“You didn’t poison it, did you?”

As the man was getting comfortable in his seat, he deadpans, “Seriously? What am I, five?”

“Mmm, you act like it,” you mumble, shrugging your shoulders and taking a sip of the coffee anyway.

Thankfully, you were still up and alive.

“Have you had a look at the case yet? It’s a lot of information,” Jungkook says absentmindedly, shoving his hands into his pockets as he propped his feet up onto your desk; a move you’d witnessed on so many occasions, you’d gotten too tired to reprimand him for it.

You set the cup down and speculate over the mess of paper on your desk with a sigh, “Yeah.. I think it might be the hardest we’ve gotten yet.”

You pull out a photo of the crime scene from under the file, sliding it towards him.

It was a very clear image of strangulation on the victim, faded blood and marks of red around the victim’s neck.

All caused by his own father.

“So what are we? Defence or Prosecution?” You’d usually decide this part on your own, but you wanted to hear his thoughts first and ensure he was on the same page as you.

“Easy,” his eyes dip down to your desk, analysing the photo, “We’re defence,” he decides with no hesitation, pulling on his tie to loosen it slightly around his collar.

“What? You wanna go Defence? Seriously?” You thought prosecuting would be the most obvious route to take seeing as the evidence pointed towards the father of the victim being the obvious murderer.

“I spoke with Jimin about it earlier and he also thinks Defence would be the easier route for us.”

“Oh, so it’s just Jimin’s word against mine now?” you arch a brow at him, tilting your head to the side, awaiting a bullshit answer from him.

From the tone of your voice, Jungkook knew you were slowly getting worked up, and quite frankly, there was too much at stake to be arguing when the case hadn’t even started yet. “You know what, we’ll be the Prosecution if it shuts you up.”

As long as you got what you wanted.

“So who’s taking you on a date this weekend?”

Jungkook’s sudden question surprised you. You couldn’t think of one valid reason as to why he cared.

“Um, you probably don’t know him, but his name is Jung Hoseok—”

“—I know him.”

Of course Jungkook knew him; the pair went to law school together but parted ways after Hoseok got a job as a district attorney in the states.

He only returned a couple years back after becoming a legal director at their opposing law firm.

You regretted giving away Hoseok’s name. Now that Jungkook, your absolute nemesis, knew your potential love interest, he was probably planning to absolutely shit talk you to stop you from finding love to feed his bitter self.

“I know Hoseok pretty well, actually. He’s not really fit to be a boss if I’m being honest,” Jungkook recalls, remembering many times back in law school when leadership roles in team activities were up for grabs and Hoseok would always steer clear of them. “Surprised he’s willing to date a bitch,” he snickers, waiting for you to cuss him out.

“Listen, you’re tired, I’m tired, I don’t wanna talk about who’s a bitch and who’s fit enough to be a boss… and it’s definitely not you.”

“Oh yeah? What does Jung Hoseok have that I don’t?”

“Compassion, respect, authority, control, not to mention, he’s quite the attractive man,” you shrug with a sly smile, continuing to boast about Hoseok and at the moment, Jungkook was regretting even asking in the first place.

He could be all that and more.

“But our relationship isn’t very deeply rooted. We’re not in love or anything, we’ve only been on one date so our relationship is at the minimum right now.”

Jungkook didn’t ask for a dramatic reading of your relationship, and he’d just about heard enough, “Yeah, whatever. Can you cook? You should cook for us this weekend. You know, get the brain juice flowing or whatever it’s called,” he stands up abruptly, stretching his arms above his head before heading over to your couch, slouching against the material as he looks over at you, awaiting an answer.

“Why would I cook for someone I hate?”

“You don’t hate me,” he throws back at you, a sly smirk adorning his features, “You pick fights with me and always get competitive, because when you overcome me, it makes you feel better about yourself.”

You bite down on your bottom lip, pondering his words a little.

Maybe he was right to an extent. Nothing felt better than being put against each other and reigning victorious. Everyone in the firm knew how competitive you both were and always steered clear of any kind of opportunity to compete with you.

You sigh and roll your eyes, “Hmm… Maybe I might just have a thing for you, who knows,” you respond casually, shrugging your shoulders just to mess with him a little. “But that’s what you want, right? Another girl to fawn over you?” you taunt him, keeping your eyes trained on him as you recall the number of women that had bombarded your office earlier today after you were counted ‘lucky’ for working with Jungkook, ‘the most attractive guy in the firm.’

Now that made him fix his posture, sitting up for what could only be the most predictable thing he’d ever heard, “Oh my god, I knew it,” he laughs, almost demeaningly, “Everyone and their mum has a thing for me, you’re no different,” he shook his head in disbelief, a large grin spread across his face. “So that’s why you always argue with me, huh? Just so you can talk to me? That’s cute, especially since it’s you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” you question, slightly offended.

“Because it’s gonna be fun having the Y/N, my biggest competition, falling in love with me, Jeon Jungkook. Imagine all the headlines that would make.”

God, he’s so full of himself.

As much as you hated how egotistical he was, you wanted to continue your little play act, rising to your feet and walking over to Jungkook by the couch and once near enough, you grab the end of his tie, leaning down towards him and pulling him close to your face with a deceitful smile gracing your lips, “Oh Jeon… You’re so smart, I can’t believe you figured me out so quickly…” you whisper, voice as soft as ever and something Jungkook had never heard before.

He couldn’t deny, your hold on his tie was probably the most attractive thing he’d ever witnessed, but he would never flat-out admit it to you.

Jungkook lifts his hand to gently rest against your cheek, merely trying to see just how far you’d go to keep this act up, “Mhm, I bet you like where we are now, don’t you?” he teases, his voice dropping several octaves and matching the volume of what was once your voice, now barely there as your mind went blank and his eyes proceeded to dance between your lips and your eyes.

Your cheeks had heated up drastically under his touch and you weren’t expecting him to make a comeback like that, and you really weren’t prepared to take things any further, but your pride would take a major blow if you backed out now.

Besides, the setting was perfect for that kind of moment; a near empty building, alone in the office, lights dimmed down, both tired and stressed out..

Your lips were mere inches away from his own and you could’ve kissed him if you really wanted to, and maybe, maybe you did want to kiss him—

No, that was the tense air speaking.

Just improvise.

“Mhm, this is exactly what I wanted…” you whisper, giving his tie one last tug till your foreheads were touching, “But I’m sure your hand can make-do in better places, don’t you think?”

Jungkook’s brow twitches, and you almost miss it, but it was enough of a sign to let you know he wasn’t expecting you to keep up. It wasn’t a problem for him though, the man was just as stubborn and prideful as you were, there was absolutely no way in hell he was gonna back down.

Not until you do.

“And what about yours, Y/N?” he challenges, eyes briefly peering down at your hand still gripping on the end of his tie, “I bet you’re really skilled with your hands, aren’t you?”

The real fun begins when the hand that was once resting against your cheek, drops a little lower, making home over the dip of your neck and Jungkook could feel your skin burn under his palm.

Your heart was racing as you discreetly pondered what he meant by that and once you clocked on, your body had stiffened, but you needed to seem unfazed, “Of course I am, probably more skilled than you at this point,” you shrug, gesturing towards his hand near your neck.

If he had the balls, he’d touch you somewhere more scandalous.

“Oh, is that right? You wanna bring my hands further down then, Y/N?”

Jungkook was testing you and your patience. If he thought you were gonna pussy out, he was wrong.

Your left hand grabs onto his wrist, right hand landing flat against his chest as you pushed him back against the sofa, and without even thinking of your next move, you impulsively make home on Jungkook’s lap, straddling his thighs as you adjust yourself on top of him. He watched on, slightly shocked and a little amused at the lengths you were going through just to prove a point.

With your hand wrapped around his wrist, you drag his hand down your body, slowly reaching your chest and stopping, “How about this?” you whisper, your voice on the verge of the faltering.

“Could be better,” he shrugs nonchalantly, sitting up to pull his blazer off his body, leaving it elsewhere and going back to his previous position, “Try this…”

He begins to pull his tie off around his collar, leaving it beside him for later use and then reaching up to unbutton his white dress shirt until hints of skin peeked through, “It’ll be better if you touch me yourself, but I’m sure you already know that since you’re so ‘skilled,” he says, his hands resting over your hips.

How long was Jungkook gonna keep this up? You were running out of ideas and though this was all a game, you couldn't help but feel just the slightest bit turned on, but how couldn’t you? You were sitting on his lap, your near-skintight skirt rolling up your thighs and you were almost certain he could feel the slight throbbing between your legs.

With one hand placed on his shoulder, the other reaching down to slip your hand past his shirt, your palms making direct contact with his built chest, God, you’re all talk,” you roll your eyes, leaning in to whisper against his ear, “Why don't you put your money where your mouth is?”

Jungkook throws his head back, eliciting a low chuckle, eyes meeting yours again as his palms made home on your thighs, squeezing your flesh enough to warm himself up, “If we continue, this won't be a game anymore…” he trails off, trying his absolute hardest to ignore the growing pain of his hardening cock under his slacks, “I won't be able to stop,” he continues, knowing inside he wanted this too, but was more than willing to back off if you seriously didn’t wanna do this, “Is this what you want?”

Fuck, of course you wanted this. Your body needed an output, some kind of relief. Just this once, you were willing to set aside your differences for what, ten minutes of quick relief?

You adjust yourself on his lap, your lace-clad cunt snug above his growing erection and you could've sworn you almost moaned at the contact. "Can you feel that?” you whisper, referring to the throbbing between your legs. "Is that enough of an answer for you?"

"Jesus Y/N," Jungkook nearly groans at the closeness. If he continued this game, he would cross a line that would be hard to come back from, and he was willing and ready to deal with the consequences to come.

With one swift move, he rests his fingers under your chin, tilting your head to the side to make room for his lips to attach to your neck, gently sucking and biting along your untainted neck didn't whilst he kept you distracted by the new sudden feeling of his large hands rocking your hips back and forth over his erection.

You elicit a soft sigh, eyes coming to a gentle shut as you basked in the soft pleasure, your soaked-through panties bound to leave a mark of your mess on top of him.

Jungkook pulls away from your neck, leaning back to admire your state; your cheeks were flushed pink, hair a little messy and a sheer layer of sweat adorning your chest, resulting in your blouse sticking to your body and arched a brow at you, “Take the shirt off for me, will you?”

You don’t hesitate to oblige, unbuttoning your mesh blouse with your eyes solely focused on him, and it seemed Jungkook had the same plan to just stare you down as you pulled the material off your shoulders, your well hidden assets finally coming in to view and Jungkook’s breath had hitched in his throat.

He didn’t know what came over him, or if he was just high in the moment, but you looked absolutely unreal; a simple yet stunning black lace bralette over your chest, your cleavage on full show and and it was everything he’d imagined. He inhales sharply, resisting the urge to just grab you, but Jungkook was a man of class (sometimes).

He gestured for you to remove the bralette and you did, hands reaching for your back to unclasp everything and let the material fall to your lap, freeing your tits right in front of his face and he was impulsively leaning in, briefly flicking his tongue over your hardened nipples before pulling away just to leave a ruthless smack over the expanse of your tits, revelling in the way your skin would redden and how your body would jump on top of him.

If he was feeling nice, he’d give in to you, give you exactly what you wanted, but to be frank, he wasn’t in a nice mood. He didn’t know if he hated you the way he did before all of this but God, was he gonna give you a piece of his mind..

Jungkook briefly slips his hand under your skirt and reaching between your legs, eager to feel just how soaked you were through your panties and boy, he was not disappointed.

Just mere talking and subtle teasing got you this riled up?

Clearly yes, your thighs were shuddering between his hand and you were almost embarrassed to be sitting where you were right now, “What are you waiting for?” you huff, frustration evident in your tone as you pulled yourself up to slip off your panties.

“I’m waiting for you to beg.”

“I’m not begging you—”

As soon as your panties were off, Jungkook was immediately pulling you back down onto his lap, now getting a real feel of your slick dampening his dress pants, “You’ll beg me, otherwise we can just wrap this up and call it a day…” he trails off, firmly gripping your hips as he pressed you down harder on his hardening cock, forcing a quiet moan to slip past your lips.

“Come on, Y/N… you know what you want, just tell me,” he whispers, eyes meeting yours and drinking in the irritation in them.

God, he loved irritating you.

Giving in just this once wouldn't hurt you, but you weren’t exactly the begging type of person, “I need your hands…” you manage to muster, your poor cunt practically leaking over his slacks.

“That’s not how you ask nicely,” Jungkook taunts you, throwing in a disappointed sigh, “Enlighten me, will you? How bad do you want them?” He leans back against the sofa, his hands rolling the hem of your skirt up over your thighs so he could have a clear cut view of your pussy, swallowing sharply once his eyes catch a glint of your flesh shining under the dim lights.

"Fuck you.." you grit. Jungkook stating the obvious was embarrassing for you; who would've thought Jeon Jungkook would be the reason for your desperation.

You could tell from the tone of his voice that he was enjoying tormenting you, and today was not gonna be the day you beg for him; you had far too much pride for that.

Instead of using your words, you grab ahold of his hand, guiding it down your body and between your legs. Once the pad of his fingers were against your clit, you wasted no time in rocking your hips against them. "I— I want your fingers inside me," you whisper against his ear, hoping he’d cut you some slack.

"Oh Y/N..." Jungkook shook his head disapprovingly. He quickly pulls his hands away to fetch his tie laying next to him on the couch.

You knew exactly where he was going with this and you were right; he’d grabbed your wrists and forced them behind your lower back, using his black tie to restrain your hands, and all you could do was shuffle on top of him, “I’d be careful when moving, wouldn’t want you to fall back,” he taunts you, a grin plastering his face as he pulled on the restraints one last time.

Jungkook doesn’t even spare you a minute to get used to the tie, his hand making home between your legs once again as he moved the pad of his fingers up and down against your swollen clit agonisingly slow, “Don’t you know your manners, Y/N? What happened to saying ‘please’ when you want something?”

You were falling apart on top of him, your hands clawing at nothing as you tried to remain composed. You felt absolutely hopeless, and giving in didn’t seem so bad right about now.

“I fucking hate you,” you seethe through gritted teeth, grinding yourself against his fingers seeing as his lace was too slow for your own liking, “Please, Jungkook…” it physically hurt you to say those words, feeling your cheeks swell up in embarrassment, “I wanna fuck myself on your fingers…”

Most certainly pleased by your answer, he doesn't waste any time, thrusting his index and middle finger into you so fast, a gasp was ripped from your throat. “See, that wasn’t so hard, was it? Only a real slut would beg to get fucked by a guy she hates.”

His hands began to push in and out carefully, admiring your eventual fucked out state, "Fuck yourself on them, pretty," Jungkook instructs, gradually speeding up the rhythm of his fingers. "Or do you want me to curl them?"

It was a rhetorical question, already feeling him curl his fingers between your soft walls as you helplessly clenched around him.

It felt so good.

It was unfortunate your body was close to giving in, struggling to stay up on top of him but you tried to muster as much strength as you could to keep going, drowning Jungkook's digits in your slick as your hips moved up and down on his fingers at a similar pace to his wrist, “Jeon, I can’t..

"Oh? But you can argue with me, call me names, and make a fool of me in front of my colleagues?" Jungkook taunts, speeding up his fingers to a torturous fast pace that was sure to bring you closer to your high. "You can do all of that, but you can't fuck yourself on my fingers? What a pathetic bitch.”

He reaches behind you to untie the restraints binding your wrists together, letting the material drop to the floor behind you before he was picking you up and carrying you over to your desk, setting you down on the surface and pushing you to lie back ever so slightly as he dropped to his knees between your legs.

He split your legs apart, audibly groaning at the sight of your swollen pussy; clit peeking out and your tight hole desperately clenching around nothing. “Fuck… Look at that desperate pussy..” he mumbles to himself, fixing your legs over his shoulders as he leaned in, pressing the flat of his tongue against your cunt.

A content sigh left fell from your lips as he used the tip of his tongue to toy with your sensitive bud, causing your thighs to shake around his head. The repetitive movement had your body tensing and the moans you’d been keeping to a minimum now at the max.

“So— so good..” you whimper, gazing down at him. With your hands free, they moved to grab at his dark locks, shoving his head further between your legs till you could feel his nose repeatedly nudging against your clit and good god, Jungkook would go to hell and back to drown in your pussy for eternity.

He let out a muffled groan, sliding his tongue between your folds and sucking on your clit like his life depended on it, but he needed to pull away if he wanted to live to experience that.

When Jungkook pulled away, you whined, but he wasn’t gone for long, suddenly delivering a harsh slap to your cunt that made your body jump and left your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

It stung, but it felt so fucking good.

Pleased by your reaction, he did it again, this time only harder, “Oh, so Miss Lawyer likes getting her slutty pussy slapped?”

Before you could even respond, Jungkook was biting on his bottom lip, not wasting another second before he’d spat right over your aching cunt, forcing you to arch your back off the desk as he watched the bead of spit trail between your folds in awe.

He leaned in again, shoving his tongue into your aching cunt and feeling your walls clench around the wet muscle almost as if you didn’t wanna let go and he found it beyond amusing, pulling away almost immediately just to spite you as he stood up to tower over your body; mouth glistening from all the slick and you couldn’t deny he looked like a hot mess.

What you didn’t see coming, was Jungkook grabbing your face, slapping you one as he squished your cheeks within his hold, forcing your lips to pucker as he spat into your mouth, the mixture of his saliva and your slick seeping down your throat as you swallowed with no hesitation.

He chuckled deeply, “Should’ve known an A class whore like yourself was into this shit. What do you think the jury would think about that, huh?” He continues to tug on your face, forcing you to keep your eyes on him so he could watch you break down before him.

Jungkook pulls you up and off the desk, standing tall and confident in front of you as you tried to regain a steady composure, almost stumbling.

“I don’t know how they’d feel knowing the slutty prosecutor got on her knees for the heir of this firm,” he starts, reaching out to wrap his hand around your neck firmly and pulling you towards him, “We should risk it and find out, huh?” he breathes out against your lips, low and hoarse and you had to squeeze your thighs shut from the flutters you were feeling between your legs.

“I’d rather throw dirt in my eyes than suck your dick,” you spit, shamelessly lying through your teeth and Jungkook immediately knew you were playing games.

“You think you’re funny, huh?” His hands shift from your neck to the back of your head, gripping a hand full of your hair and urging you to get on your knees and you did exactly that, making it easy for him to get you down as you tried your best to conceal the knowing smile growing on your lips but all you did was lick your lips up at him, anticipation clouding your eyes as you gulped.

The subtle action alone had his dick jumping in his slacks and he refused to wait any longer before unbuckling his belt and pulling pants halfway down his thighs, leaving a thick and oblivious imprint of his cock straining against his boxers right in front of your face.

You didn’t realise it, but your body was inching towards him and Jungkook took notice straight away, doing you the favour of pulling his cock out from its confines to stand tall and hard before you.

You were meaning to reach out for him, but he beat you to it, wrapping a strong hand around the base of his cock as he pumped himself between his fist a couple times, squinting at the little bead of precum eventually dripping down the base of his cock and you could only stare on in awe.

“You want my cock down your throat, huh?” he taunts deeply, moving forwards so he could guide the tip of his leaking cock across your face, nudging your cheek and avoiding all contact with your mouth.

Right where you wanted him most.

“Say it,” he lightly slaps the tip of his dick against your cheek, dragging it down to your lips but not yet pushing in, “Say you’re a cock-hungry bitch who wants her face fucked by the man she hates so much…”

Submission was never your thing. You always showed yourself out to be a woman who always stood her ground, never taking shit from anyone. But now it was your worst enemy, proving you wrong on all of the above.

“I’m a cock-hungry bitch..” your words are there, but no confidence within them, “Who wants her face fucked by the man she hates so much,” you mumble against the tip of his dick, hoping he’d give in to you.

Jungkook shrugs, “Could be better, but what more do I expect from a whore?” He suddenly pushes the tip of his cock past your lips, taking you by surprise as he groaned deeply, basking in the warmth of your mouth as he slowly eased himself into you inch by inch until he completely bottomed out.

You couldn’t handle his immense size, already struggling to breathe and he hadn’t even moved yet and tears were brimming your eyes.

“Tight fucking fit…” he seethes, slowly pulling out only to slam back into your mouth with brute force, each thrust pushing against the back of your throat and though you started choking, you couldn’t bring yourself to stop him. You didn’t want him to stop; allowing him to use your head as assistance.

“Fucking made for my cock, aren’t you? A perfect fit..”

The only sounds that could be heard were Jungkook’s groans and the illicit sounds of your gagging and spluttering, a mixture of spit and precum leaking out the sides of your mouth.

"Gonna make better use of your pretty mouth.. and dumb you up so you'll never be able to throw all that fucking attitude at me again.." With no prep whatsoever, he impales your throat again, this time keeping your head at the very base of his cock, your nose brushing against his abdomen as your throat clenched around him, squeezing tightly to the point you could feel him throb.

“If this is the only way to shut you up, I’ll have you on your knees more often,” he looks down at you, watching the woman who stood so high on her fucking imaginary pedestal, now kneeling between his legs with her mouth stuffed full of his cock like a needy bitch.

Jungkook was damn near certain he almost came from the sight of you alone so he suddenly pulled you away from him, a thick and heavy string of precum connecting your lips to him leaving you a gasping, teary eyed, heaving mess.

“You’re so fucking annoying,” you grumble, slightly annoyed by the sudden withdrawal as you hastily stood onto your feet.

“Oh, Y/N.. What am I gonna do with you?” he questions, sarcasm lacing his voice as he took a couple steps towards you just to grab your arm and turn you around; pushing you down front first against the glass surface of his desk.

You could barely make out what he was about to do, the side of your face pressed up against the glass but God, he was so close behind you, you couldn’t help but push back against him a little, whimpering at the sliver of skin-on-skin contact with him and Jungkook was all for your eagerness.

He spits against the palm of his hand, using the heel of his palm to reach down between your legs and massage your weeping cunt, briefly letting his digits dip into you before replacing them with his cock.

At last.

“Oh— fuck.. Jeon—!” You’re more vocal now than you were ever before, his size deeming you absolutely vulnerable as he pushed into you slowly. The stretch was beyond humane, he was practically splitting you open and your tears were suddenly making another appearance.

Jungkook felt like he was going through the seven stages of grief; not expecting you to be so tight around him and already so addicting, it was like a revelation for him.

“Pussy made just for me..” he groans, a palm aiming to land a harsh smack against your ass cheek, making you jump and the ongoing stinging sensation turning the affected area a light shade of pink which was bound to darken overtime. “All fucking mine—” he grits harshly squeezing the flesh of your ass as he continued to thrust in and out of your sopping cunt, “Fuck, look at your tight pussy just sucking me in… bet you like me shoving into your cunt, huh?”

“Uhghhh yes, yes! I love it so much!”

You loved the pain.

Each powerful thrust caused your body to repeatedly shift against your desk, again and again his dick slamming so deep into your guts you wondered if it were even possible to experience such a thing.

You could tell he was giving you his all; his muscles were tense, every vein in his body was popping out just so he could take out his frustrations on you. He dealt with your ass for three years; constant bickering, competitions, insults, but fuck him, if he knew you what got you going, he’d have fucked you way sooner.

“Bet you wished I’d come in and fuck you at some point, huh?” A smirk was lingering over his features, knowing well what your answer was.

“God— yes!” Your back forcibly arches against your will as you nod desperately.

Truth be told, you did look forward to his visits in your office just to argue with you. Arguing with an attractive man who looked even hotter when he was mad?

Of course.

“And everytime I’d leave your office, you’d sit in your chair with a wet fucking pussy all day, hoping I’d come back in just to fuck you, right? But God, why didn’t I do that?” he mentally curses himself, digging his fingers into your hips as his pace faltered, indicating he was losing traction.

“Fuck you for not making a move,” you hiss through tears, gripping at the edge of your desk for stability as his thrusts became sloppy and messy.

He lands another harsh smack against your ass, making you help in surprise, “Shut the fuck up, I’m not done,” he seethes, picking up the pace and knocking all other backtalk out of your lungs, "Every damn day, I've had to deal with your shit; talking down on me—" his words laced with anger as he slams in to you, "—flaunting your stupid awards in my face and walking around like you own the fucking place."

He abruptly pulls out, turning you over to lay back on the desk whilst he spread your legs apart, his cock slipping into you once more as his free hand settled a harsh slap against your tits, “Now I have you under me, crying on my cock like a little bitch. Where'd that confidence go, huh?"

You couldn’t bring yourself to respond, to busy doing exactly as he’d stated. Your mind was hazy and your body was going numb, all you were capable of was squeezing your walls tightly around his cock as a sign to say you were close.

“Oh you’re close, huh?” Jungkook brings his hand down to scoop up the stringy mess connecting both your bodies, “We can’t have security walk in, can we?” lifting his hand again to shove three slick coated digits into your mouth in a bid to silence your moans as you came. “Come all over my cock like you were born for it.”

And thank god he did what he did because your pleasure filled cries would have woken up the entire city.

Your tongue lapped at his fingers, sucking off whatever was there before he pulled them out of your mouth, admiring the way they glistened under the dim lights.

You stared up at him in a daze, chest heaving and tits bruised red as he thrusted back and forth a couple more times before finally reaching his orgasm with a low bellow.

“Fuck…” he groans to himself and you could feel his warmth completely fill you up, some of it too much to the point white was leaking out of your sensitive cunt as he drained himself empty into you.

Once Jungkook was certain he was done, he slowly pulled out, his cock falling limp and his mess now prominent between your legs, noticing it was all slipping out so he did you the duty of using his fingers to push as much as he could back into you, the sensitivity making you shudder, “Can’t let it go to waste,” he chuckles, bringing his fingers up to his lips to sneak a taste.

It was the hottest thing you’d ever seen and he was pulling you to sit up on the desk before grabbing your case with both hands and kissing you with all his might.

It was unexpected but you were too in the moment to stop him. You could just about make out the distinctive taste of yourself and him on your lips and all you were wondering was how the hell you’d both come back from this.

Jungkook bit down on your bottom lip, dragging it out towards him before letting go and watching the plumpness bounce back, red and swollen like he’d left his mark on you.

“What did we just do..?” you whisper, finally drinking in the state of yourself and the absolute state of your office, papers everywhere and the smell of sex surrounding you.

Jungkook didn’t know what came over him, but he needed to reassure you one thing; “This probably wasn’t ideal but I don’t regret it,” he says, eyes glued to yours and curious to know if you felt the same way.

You didn’t know if you felt the same way, but you certainly weren’t feeling bad about it.

“You don’t have to say anything now, or put a label on it or anything, you can take your time,” he tells you softly, pulling away from you to pull his pants back up and tuck himself away. He was unsure whether you wanted to be alone or wanted to stay in his presence, but he figured he’d do what was safest, “Want me to clean you up and walk you to your car?”

Your hands adjusted the skirt that had been rolled up your hips, pulling it down to shield your thighs and the mess as you shook your head, “Oh no, that’s okay, I can take it from here,” you reply, this time giving him a genuine smile for his chivalry, one he’d never actually seen on you before and he wished he could see it more often.

Jungkook nodded and went to collect his shirt by the sofa, throwing it over his shoulder and heading for the door, “I’ll see you tomorrow morning then for some case work.”

“Yeah, you too…”

He curtly nodded and headed out of your office with a sigh. He didn’t wanna leave you alone after that, but he wanted to avoid any intrusive/pushy questioning and awkwardness.

How the hell would you both ever come back from this?

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Stardust || JJK ~ Teaser

Pairing: Jungkook x F. Reader

Genre: Fluff || Smut || Friends to Lovers au

Summary: If Jungkook would have known an unintentional orgasm would have led to this, then he would have begged you to work out with him sooner.

Word count: ???

Tags/ warnings: jungkook’s a bit of a himbo, they both lack awareness apparently, fluff, smut in the forms of: unintentional masturbation turned coregasm, oral (f. receiving), protected sex (because that’s really cool), mirror sex, doggy style, technically multiple orgasms, they’re both giggly and in love it’s kinda gross, jk is a tits man, i think that’s all

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Jungkook doesn’t remember life before you. Though he thinks it must have been dull, flimsy smiles, and friends that hadn’t bothered to call once they moved away. His existence so easily forgotten, that the gnawing sadness didn’t seem to last as long as he’d anticipated.

He’d thought about what life would be like if one day the two of you were to ever part ways, the very thought of you not being by his side like a harsh punch the gut. And maybe he had gotten a little teary eyed on those evenings he felt a little softer, a little sadder at the thought of you ever leaving.

Though he doubts that day will ever come. And maybe that’s all just wishful thinking, a juvenile dream that the promise you’d made to one another would hold strong for the rest of time, until the two of you lay six feet under. Resting side by side until your bodies rot, flesh becoming one with the earth, what is left of your existence blossoming into something beautiful; perhaps a tree, a flower, truly anything, as long as you were together.

“Together?” you blink up at Jungkook through your lashes, eyebrows creasing in distaste; head haloed by the setting sun.

“Yes” he nods, hair flopping a little over his forehead, and you push the stray strands out of his eyes.

“Kook, I love you— you know I do” and he nods, “But working out just, isn’t for me” you conclude and his shoulders deflate.

“First off, I love you too—“

“Thank you” you nod.

“And look, how do you know it’s not for you, if you’ve never tried”

“You put me off” and Jungkook would have thought you were joking if you didn’t have that deadpan look on your face.

“Huh” he gawks, “How?”

“You always complain about sore muscles, and the thought of being sweaty” your head tips forward dramatically, cushioned by your arms from the table.

“It’s a good ache”

“There is no such thing as a good ache”

“Sex ache”

You pause, “Excuse me?”

“You know?” he cocks his head to the side.

“No”

Jungkook’s mouth falls open, “You’re a little pillow princess aren’t you, I bet you don’t do any of the work”

“Do too, besides—“ you swallow, “It’s none of your business” you pull your hands free of his grasp.

“Come on, I feel like we’re at a point in this relationship we can share these things” his cheek rests atop of your head, each syllable pulled out into a whine.

“I don’t wanna hear about your sex life, Jungkook”

“Actually, I don’t really wanna hear about yours either” his nose scrunches up, melting your resolve.

Release Date: Tuesday 10th January @ 11pm China Standard Time

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In which your angsty fuck boi of a best friend, Jungkook, has a “serious q”

CW: discussions of oral, baby girl used, Jungkook’s mouth and habit of being bossy

More angsty fuck boi best friend JK found on my blog under the tag afbbfkookie