Jealous little Jungkook
I was off duty and having some much needed break from all the work induced stress when a friend of mine came for a visit this evening.
I just finished having a shower when I opened my apartment door and was greeted by a handsome sight called Lee Donghae. And since it was Donghae, I immediately felt comfortable that I forgot to even change out of my robe.
Lee Donghae was someone I met when he was assigned at the Seoul Metropolitan Police and we instantly became close friends, not really minding the age gap because we both just instantly clicked. Our personalities was just so similar that we became close friends.
After being discharged from his military service, he started on his group activities and promotions that we barely had time to chat and now was the only free time we both had so I invited him over. It was fun chatter and crazy banter with little bits of teasing while we drank some wine. Yeah, we both share the same love for wine.
“I can’t believe you guys. You’re all so crazy tell me more of what happened!” I literally teared up with so much laughter when he shared with me some funny stories he had with his group members and retelling of what happened during their Weekly Idol guesting.
We were so into it and laughing like crazy our tummies hurt when I heard my door slammed close and I almost jolted out of my seat. Staring right in front of us was Jungkook, his face passive and unreadable.
“Hey Jungkook! You’ve met Donghae right?” I asked him, smilingly to ease the sudden tension surrounding us.
“Yeah, Donghae sunbaenim and I met in a music show before.” His face still showed no sign of emotion.
“That’s right! How are you doing? It’s been a long time since we’ve met.” Donghae smiled kindly, oblivious to Jungkook’s sudden cold demeanor. I, on the other hand, was a little nervous, wondering as to why I feel like I’m doomed.
“Donghae sunbaenim, I don’t mean to sound disrespectful but can you leave us for now? I kind of need to talk with my girlfriend.” Jungkook said, not even glancing in Donghae’s direction, his eyes trained towards my direction.
“Of course!” Donghae gleefully agreed then turned to whisper to me, “Tell me all about the juicy details later.” And he even had the audacity to wink and kiss me on the cheek, getting me into an even bigger trouble.
After Donghae left, Jungkook suddenly spoke, his voice laced with hints of anger and jealousy, “Can’t you even wear something appropriate when having guests?” Then he suddenly walked towards me and grabbed my hand, pulling me in the direction of my room.
We entered inside my room, his hand still holding onto my wrist and then led me infront of my large vanity mirror. We stood there for a while, him standing behind me with his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. We stood still, looking at each other’s eyes through the mirror.
From the mirror I could see his hands wandering, feeling my skin underneath my robe while still looking at me with intense and lustful eyes. From there I knew he knew I was wearing nothing underneath but just my skin. Hot raw skin heating up from his touch. He didn’t look it but I knew just by looking at his eyes that it irked him.
“You’re such a naughty little noona, wearing nothing underneath in the presence of another man.” Jungkook whispered breathlessly into my ears, his voice sensual and full of dark promise.
“Okay, I admit I’m wrong but it isn’t what you think.” I explained in heavy whispered breath, feeling a different kind of warmth pooling inside me just by the mere touch of his hand. My chest rising and falling in anticipation.
“I know.” Jungkook then replied. His voice a little bit firmer, “but it doesn’t make me any less jealous.”
“You know I love you.” I tried to pacify him with my genuine confession.
“And I love you too, Seojin. But, I really am still jealous so should I punish you?” He whispered against my ear, his warm breath tickling my skin, fueling the burning need to be touched and pleasured.
All I can do was whimper against him and nod my head in agreement. Him saying my name without any honorifics means he’s serious. Usually, it was me who was dominate, always teasing shy and adorable Jungkook but today, I just woke sexy and dominant Jungkook up.
And this is the very first time it actually happened.
Slowly, he untied my robe with his fingers, leaving me vulnerable and exposed for his viewing pleasure.
Through the mirror I saw his right hand crept lower until it reached it’s destination, until it reached where I want to be touched. I felt warmth, soaked and ready when I felt him probing me, saw it with my own eyes. I looked through the mirror and I saw an image, so beautiful it left me breathless. I saw passion, longing, lust and love.
I was a moaning mess when I felt his fingers spreading me, gently rubbing my sensitive nub in circular motions, his left hand busying itself fondling my breast and tweaking my hardened nipples.
“Jungkook… stop..” I whispered for him to stop, but I don’t want him to.
Jungkook just chuckled lowly, his deep voice sending me tingles up my spine and right through my core, “Never knew you’d be this responsive, noona. Look at those peaking nipples, begging to be sucked.”
Oh my god.
I saw a new side of Jungkook as I watched him play me expertly, like I’m some music instrument he’s learned to play by heart. His fingers continued to rub me, increasing it’s pace, making me lean my back towards his toned, muscular chest. Egging him to release me of this torment.
“Put your foot on the stool and spread your legs wide, Seojin. I want to see that prettly little pussy glisten with cum.” Jungkook said in a commanding voice, as he continued to attack my clit mercilessly. I could only do as he says, for seeing him pleasure me through the mirror made it so much more intimate… and erotic.
After spreading myself wide for him, he continued on his ministrations when I felt a sudden intrusion. I felt him finger me and at that moment, I felt intense pleasure right up to my bones. It was slow at first then he gained momentum, pleasuring me relentlessly with expert fingers.
It was a few more strokes that I felt myself suddenly jolt when he curled his fingers in a come hither fashion, repetitively hitting that one spot that took me to a certain high.
“Oh my… Jungkook… please.” I moan after moan after moan, my voice filling the silent room with a series of pleasured cries, my hand gripping his hair when he suddenly stopped leaving me hanging and unsatisfied, aching for that release.
I looked at him through the mirror, with questioning eyes when he brought his fingers to his lips and licked it clean. The image made me shudder and my breathe hitched when he leaned his forehead against my temple and spoke low against my ear, “As much as it would inflate my ego to make you come with just my fingers, I still have other plans.”
“How do you know these things?” I asked him, still catching my breath.
“Oh, I know a lot of things Seojin and I plan to do a whole lot more.” He whispered, his arms, tight around my waist and imprisoning me against him. “Now, I want you spread eagled on the bed, baby. Could you do that for me?”
His words were filled with a dark, sensual and filled with that promise that my body could only submit. I couldn’t fault my body for betraying me because deep inside, I wanted it too. Too much than I care to admit.
So on the bed I was, spread eagled and ready like what Jungkook asked. I was anticipating what was to come when he joined me on the bed. He grasped my hips to steady me, lowering to the tops of my thighs and without warning, his lips zeroed in on my clit and my hands instantly grabbed his hair.
“Oh yes baby, that’s so good." I couldn’t hide the moans that escaped me when Jungkook went straight to my core and licked me, his tongue doing wonders.
Jungkook playfully licked my swollen nub over and over, like a kid licking his ice cream. Just the thought of him going down on me and licking me senseless brought me over the edge.
And just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, I looked above just to see our reflection through the mirror I intentionally placed on the ceiling for situations like this and I virtually patted myself for I nearly came seeing Jungkook bobbing his head up and down. It was a pleasure like no other.
I was busy looking at our reflection when I felt that familiar high again. My moans getting louder as he slid a digit and then another, increasing its pace and hitting that sensitive spot.
"Oohh, yes! Harder, Jungkook! Oh shit baby, I’m gonna come!” My stomach tightened, threatening to come when he thrusted his fingers harder, faster, and continuously sucking my clit dry.
“Let go for me, Seojin.” His voice was commanding and soothing at the same time, it sent shocks straight to my core, and signaled the release I’ve been longing for.
My moans and wails of unadulterated pleasure filled the silence in my room and was followed by a series of incoherent cries when he pulled his fingers out of my sopping core.
Jungkook licked his fingers clean off of my cum all the while looking at me, dark eyes hungry with lust. “Now, time for the fun part.”
I fell on top of Jungkook, my body tired from having a series of exhausting love making. I curled myself around him, seeking more of that skin contact while his length remained sheathed inside my warmth.
“That was hot.” I commented, still panting as I tried to catch my breath. His hands were on my back, drawing circles against my skin. “And just for the record, Donghae is my friend. I love you too much to even think about cheating.”
“I know, baby. I was jealous but noona looked so sexy wearing nothing underneath. You looked ravishing I wanted to eat you.” Jungkook chuckled, teasing me. I playfully bit his nipple at his remark, letting me discover how sensitive his nipple was and how he liked me doing that when I felt him twitch and harden inside me.
Jungkook looked embarrassed and I laughed in amusement at having the shy and adorable Jungkook back.
I bit his earlobe and whispered, “Okay. Round two, it is."