‘ Do you touch your self once you think of that ’he asks… Night

‘ Do you touch your self once you think of that ’he asks… Night

‘ Do you touch your self whenever you think of that night? ’ he asks, vocals lilting as their eyes burn into yours along with to rub your feet together to relieve a few of the arousal, whimpering because of the motion and bringing Jungkook’s focus on your actions.

‘I’ll take that as a yes. ’ he smirks, pulling you closer to him, the hand that isn’t keeping your chin straight away delving to in the middle of your feet, pinching your legs in order to make you component them and you also almost buckle towards the floor utilizing the motion of one’s dead feet, reaching up to seize their shoulders quickly, a hand sinking straight to hair in the nape of their neck and pulling, extracting the essential delicious groan from him that goes directly to your core.

‘we wont do that before you do anything unless you give me your consent. ’ he murmurs in your ear as his fingers brush over your lower lips through your thin bed shorts, and your lips curl up slightly at the lesson you had taught him- always get a girls consent.

‘I cant be built by you up like this. ’ you inhale, staring up at him with daggers for eyes, lips hanging open slightly while you make an effort to buck against cam4 their hand.

’…And think we wont desire to- after i’ve invested the past 3 days getting myself down towards the looked at you fucked down in that chair…wondering just just what might have occurred you instead of Tae. ’ you whisper, teasing him to get a reaction at this point, desperately needing some friction against your swollen clit if it was.

As he hears one other boy’s title slip from your own lips he bounds into action, immediately pushing their hands into your clitoris, crushing their lips to yours to swallow fully your gasp, their kisses angrier than Tae’s, utilizing more teeth as he brings at your lips, swiping their tongue in immediately, twirling the muscle mass with your personal as he rubs aggressive circles into you, your shorts being wet, but from the method he had been grinning to the kiss he didn’t provide a shit.

‘Tonight, you’re mine. ’ he hisses, fingers causing you to be for a moment, making you whimper in the front of him, before their arms are in your ass and he’s lifting you to the air, making you put your legs around their waistline while he pushes you back in the nearest wall surface, pinning you here as his thumb dates back to stimulating your core, moans rolling away from your lips and onto their. You’re feeling their damp, cool sides pin one to the stone as their arms visit your t-shirt and you squirm at the feeling of them against your core and backside under him, the feel of his rain soaked jeans making shivers race through you.

‘Take your jeans off. ’ you groan, hands raised above you as he breaks aside the kiss to eliminate the flimsy cotton t-shirt, arms quickly going to your breasts and teasing them, reminding you of this other evening, and also you cant assist but flick the head right back from the wall surface arching into their touch.

‘If they’re bothering you that much, Y/N, just simply take them down your self. ’ he breathes against your neck where he had started initially to keep dark hickies, along with the suggestion you’re loosening your feet from around him, whining in the lack of friction, but eagerly unfastening their key and zip and starting to peel the denim from his epidermis, the dampness rendering it somewhat harder and you also start to get frustrated, finally getting them straight down after just a few minutes and planning to stand back once again up, whenever you feel their hand at the top of one’s mind, forcing one to stay down.

‘You can complete that which you began one other evening whilst you’re down there. ’ he growls, hooking their thumbs into their boxers and pressing them down his feet, although you just take them from him before they’re hardly over his ass cheeks, ripping them to their ankles and licking your lips during the sight of their arousal ins from your own face, standing proud because it arches towards his belly, showing you the way fired up you’re currently making him.