“Zip me Up” JungKook- BTS
Anonnymous requested: Hi! Can I request a Jungkook smut where you are friends and he is all shy, literally just being his typical self. One day you go out clubbing/partying together and he gets really drunk and turns into the complete opposite, suddenly full of confidence . Somehow that night you end up sleeping together ;) Thanks in advance!!
A/N: OMLkajshdjakshdkjashdkjahs first smut of JungKook, well it was bound to happen, I MUST DO THIS AT SOMEPOINT AND I CANT AVOID IT, I cringe….errtime, I’m sorry if it’s too weird :’), Thanks you so much for requesting Nonnie!! I enjoyed doing this :3.
I want to thank some lovely folks at the @eatjinnetwork you know who you are :’D for helping me! and to the lovely @the-hug–list and @sunshinehobi7 for helping me with insp with their moodboards :’), <3
Thanks for Reading!
Word Count: 3.2k
Triggers: Cursing, Sexy times
“Jungkook please–” the words got caught up in your throat. A moan, filled with frustration, resonated around the room, ‘It’s too tight’ you thought.
From the corner of your eye, you glanced at Jungkook who was biting his lower lip.
“Please, please,” you begged.
“No.” His answer blunt and raw. He was sweating and groaning, adam’s apple moving while struggling to swallow.
“Please, I need you,” you pleaded, squeezing his shoulder. He flinched.
“Fu— Stop…stop” He shook the hand off.
“Aack,” you fall down on your knees. Jungkook ‘alarmed’ sat up after putting down the controller on the coffee table.
“Y/N!” he blurted out, ‘Are you oka-?’ Jungkook’s sentence cut when he saw you on the floor with a dress half zipped up on the back, only hands holding the fabric of it on the front.
“Ugh, yes, I’m fine…” you huffed, eyes squinting when seeing the big ‘pause’ word on the screen. “You could pause??”
Jungkook looked in your direction and shrugged.
Your tongue flicked in disapproval 'Can you please NOW help me??’ you requested rolling your eyes “Zip me up,” you commanded holding carefully onto the fabric to not expose your naked self to Jungkook.
“Umm…” Jungkook gulped trying hard not to stare at your back, but it was proving to be a difficult task for him. He scrubbed the palm of his hands over his black jeans.
“C’mon just do it, we are late!” you lifted your hair too looking away from Jungkook who gulped and blushed. He felt relieved about the fact that you couldn’t see his face right now.
“Jungkook… please.” You backed up to where he was standing to force him to help you out.
Jungkook’s hesitant hand grabbed onto the zipper pulling it up carefully, his hands grazed your skin.
“Aish…” you hissed.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered, too focused on examining and remembering every inch of your back.
“For someone who is constantly using his hands, yours are very cold,” you said suddenly.
“Eh?” Jungkook asked, confused.
2You know… you’re playing video games almost all the time, wouldn’t your hands be warmer because of the controller?” You looked over your shoulder.
“I don’t think so?” Jungkook snorted, finishing doing the zipper.
You let your hair fall over your shoulders.
“Thank you,” you sang, shimmying your boobs into place.
Jungkook too embarrassed to look turned around.
“Well I’m ready now, I’ll go grab my shoes and we are on our way!” you announced leaving for your room and grabbing your things.
Jungkook headed to the door where his sneakers were and put them on.
“We are taking the car!” you shouted from the room
“What? Why!?” he retorted “Is like 10 blocks away!”
“Because I didn’t just spend the last hour getting ready to arrive drenched in sweat,” you spoke, walking to where Jungkook was standing, your outfit complete. 'How do I look?’ you asked giving a little twirl.
Jungkook blinked twice and then looked at his feet.
“Fine” he simply replied.
“Just fine?” you scrunched your nose, not pleased with his answer. “How about this?” you turned, showing your butt and placing a hand down the curve of it.
“Tch, aish…” He pursed his lips into a thin line and shook his head. 'Why did I even agree to this?’
“You said it will be a fun idea to go clubbing with me! What do you mean?” You walked closer to him 'You sounded excited two days ago, you don’t want to go now?’ you asked as tilted your head.
Jungkook looked at you and shook his head again.
“Well fine, you stay and I’ll go…” You walk by him to the door and open it “Like I said, I didn’t just spend the last hour getting ready for nothing” You started walking down the hall outside the apartment when…
“Y/N Wait!” He called to you, the distinct sound of car keys reached your ears as well as the sighs of a resigned Jungkook. You eyed him, and smiled smugly.
He rolls his eyes. ‘Let’s go…’
‘Alright, alright, alright…’ You pat his back.
The bass of the music made the walls vibrate, bodies crashed on the dance floor against each other and the odor of sweat sank into the nose. Jungkook sat at the bar drink on hand, sipping from it every once in awhile, eyes fixated on you. He felt a pinch in the pit of his stomach. People danced around you. His feet tried to move his whole self to where you were on the dance floor, but his chest to cowardly to follow.
You enjoyed dancing. Jungkook had caught you more than one time, swaying your to music while cooking. It was bewitching to watch you move around like the world was completely yours, and no one was out there watching. For someone as shy as him, that attitude oozing from you was almost magnetic. The cup in his hand was getting empty, so Jungkook asked for another drink.
He wanted to be like those who danced next to you. Like those who grabbed your hands ever so carelessly without any hesitation, without thinking if they would be rejected or held onto tighter.
He sipped from his cup, biting on his lips, frustrated and cursing. The warmth of the alcohol reached his stomach and felt like a kick.
He saw you laugh.
The music changed, the strong uplifting beat pierced his ears.
He saw your smile. His eyes turned dark, his look determined.
Jungkook swallowed his drink completely, feet moving once again, and this time… he really was walking.
Elbowing everyone on his path, he made his way towards you, not taking his gaze off for one second. Strangers complained but the words didn’t reach his ears.
You turned around looking surprised.
“Jungkook?” You muttered, the sound of your voice muffled by the loud music.
Jungkook stayed there, looking straight into your eyes, internally still pondering on his next move.
For the first time since you arrived at the club, you stopped dancing. ‘Are you okay?’ your muted voice asked,as you tilted your head.
Jungkook nodded, face washed of any expression you might read.
You thought maybe he was all too tired and it was time to go home. You nodded as well, tip-toeing to get closer to his ears, propping yourself against him you said ‘Let’s go home now.” Backing away to see his reaction you dedicated a thumbs up to let him know it was okay to go now.
But his face said otherwise. Jungkook’s eyes shifted from your eyes to your mouth, and back again, he stepped closer to you his lips moved but someone elbowed you and you couldn’t read them.
“What?” you tried to shout over the music.
Jungkook leaned into your ear now and you heard him perfectly.
“No,” he replied. The tone of his voice was different, it was heavier and much gruffer.
He smirked. His gaze was so intense it made you gulp. Jungkook slid his hands down your arm and clenched his jaw at the sensation of your skin.
Your eyes took note of his every move. The scene was unraveling almost in slow motion.
He reached your hand and brought it up, placing it on his shoulder, and doing the same action with your other arm, then snakedhis arms around your waist. His heart was pumping fast in his chest, and secretly he hoped you couldn’t feel it while being this close. He started moving and swaying his hips.
You both were so pressed up against each other you could smell the booze when he breathed out, and a faint scent of his perfume. You started swaying as well a little confused by the situation since Jungkook didn’t enjoy clubs that much, but nevertheless you crossed your arms around his neck.
Jungkook moved his hands down your back slowly, making your skin prickle there were he had touched. The palm of his hands were sweating and feeling heavy. Around the two of you the crowd was still dancing, some of them barely grazing you. Jungkook moved you away from them without you noticing, He only wanted you for himself, he wanted you to only be touching him, he felt possessive. He was slowly going insane. Wanting to go further.
A grunt escaped his lips and your ears perked up. The sound filled you with pride and it made you giggle. He felt hot, and you were no fool. He was always shy with you and distant, even though you tried your best to let him know you secretly fancied him. But right now, he wanted you. So, you turned around and pressed your ass against him.
At your change he held onto your hips pulling you against him.
Lifting your arm to cup his face, you start grinding against him.
Jungkook gulped harshly, and without thinking he pressed his lips against the skin of your neck more than anything to muffle a silent “Fuck.” But the tingle of it provoked a loud moan that alerted Jungkook.
You covered your mouth and turned to look at his face- he was red and sweaty, his chest visibly heaving.
You both remained there staring at one another. It was an embarrassing moment, you never thought about how the heat between your legs had risen up that night until Jungkook touched you with his warm and plump lips. You wanted to run away- this was not something you did often, normally you’d just go somewhere and get it over with, but with Jungkook it was different, something didn’t feel right about just being forward to him. You wanted to go back to the apartment, and wished you had never come to the club. But as soon as you thought that, you felt his hand again.
Jungkook forced you to follow him through the crowd, you could only see his back, and his hand holding onto yours. You reached a set of stairs, and then walked down a small and tight hallway packed with people engaged in different actions, Some were smoking, others drunk, making out and aggressively grinding against each other. The further you got the less the music could be heard.
Jungkook stopped next to the door of the restroom and turned around.
“Listen, Jungkook,” you chuckled nervously, your thoughts tangled from trying to explain what happened back there. ‘I..I- I don’t in-’
Jungkook gently moved you from the place so you could be on the side of the wall. He cupped your cheeks with both his hands to make you stop talking.
Only then did you take the time to really look at his features.
He looked at you lovingly, half smiling. His thumbs caressed your cheeks, making your heart racing hard inside your chest.
His eyes glimmer and on their reflection you saw yourself. You chuckled.
“I like you,” he whispered.
The words took you aback, thinking maybe you heard them wrong.
He giggled, partly because of his confession, and partly because he noticed your baffled face.
'Come again?’ you asked.
Jungkook shook his head, with both hands still on your face he leaned down and pecked your lips.
It was short and fleeting, but it left you breathless, the silkiness drew you in and you found yourself trying to reach again for them, closing your eyes.
“I like you,” he repeated.
Opening your eyes you stared at his smiling face, you bit your lips and smiled at him as well. Without taking your eyes off Jungkook, you heard the door of the restroom open, and you immediately crashed your lips together dragged him inside.
The breathiness off the kiss echoed in the small bathroom, as you competed to lead the kiss. The sloppiness caused you both to laugh while your teeth clicked.
Jungkook locked the door, then grabbed your thighs and lifted you up so you’ were straddling his hips.
Pulling apart from the kiss, and nuzzling on his neck, you start to kiss up his jaw, eliciting a groan from the back of his throat.
He begian to walk to the sink. Gently he placed you down and went back to cupping your cheeks, and placing soft and loving kisses on your forehead, on your nose, the corner of your mouth, continuing the kissing trail down your neck and collarbone. With expert hands he shoves a hand between your thighs and starts caressing the exposed warm skin.
You clutched his shirt bringing him closer, so close you could feel him growing behind the fabric of his pants. You grabbed his face and brought it up so you can kiss him again, holding him firmly while your hands grabbed his neck and pulled his hair.
Jungkook sizzled, with his tongue he parted your lips deepening the kiss, explored the inside of your mouth with it. Grabbing onto the hem of your dress he dragged it up your thighs.
“Y/N” He breathed heavily.
“Mmm?” you responded fingers trailing down his chest heading down to his belt.
“I want you” he whispers lasciviously.
Cold trailed down your back at his needy words.
His hands moved to your lower back to push you up against him.
You took the opportunity to grind your hips against him.
'Then make haste,’ you almost pleaded to him, your hand undoing his belt.
Someone knocks on the door and demands for you two to finish and leave the bathroom, but with the raw violence of someone who demands not to be disturbed from his attention on you, Jungkook kicks the door in an almost beastly way and answers, “Fuck off,” to the stranger on the other side.
Jungkook grunted, and finished dragging down his clothes. He returned to kissing you again, tilting your chin up, his actions frantic, and burning with lust.
You tried to tease him by grasping on his hard length.
“Shit,” he groans darkly. Too drunk by his emotions Jungkook ripped off the fabric of your exposed panties,causing you to jolt in surprise by the outburst of his strength.
“Goddamn,” he says eyes fixated on your core, he smiled smug “Baby you’re so wet…” He licked his lips and looked up at you biting back a moan, eyes pleading. He started to go down on his knees when you grabbed his shirt and pulled him back up.
“No, no, no,” you exclaim panting out, “Not today, I need you right now…” you demanded.
Jungkook pondered between your request and his needs, but your face and your ragged petitioning win, soon enough Jungkook started jerking himself dragging the precum along his slit.
“Y/N,” he grunts again, taking one last and long look at your messy self.
You ground against the tip of him letting him know to move faster.
“Jungkook, I need you”
At the mention of his name rolling off your lips he roughly, almost desperately thrust into you.
“Fuck.” The sudden intrusion made you gasp and cry out.
“Fuck, I’m so sorry, Y/N,” his voice shivering. “Did I hurt you?”
Your lower back crashed against the faucet of the sink. You weren’t hurt but the decisive thrust almost had you looking at the stars, and you couldn’t believe just how riled up he made you.
“No, I’m okay” he lifted your chin up.
“I promise you, don’t worry, but—” you swallowed hard “Let’s… go a little slower, or I’m not gonna make it” You chuckled, and kissed his nose.
This time, he pushed inside you slower, controlling his movements, more gentle now. You moaned softly and he groaned. Your legs intertwined behind his back giving him more space, your hands clutched to the back of his shirt, almost digging your fingers into his flesh. “Yes, small I like that…” you purred pleased. You both melt into one another, He was pulsating inside you, it too all your strength to refrain from clenching around him and making him cum sooner than expected.
Jungkook slowly started to grind into you deeper, a lewd noise resulting from the clashing on his skin on yours.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” He placed his forehead against yours, his breath hitching from time to time.
You caught his lips kissed him wantonly eliciting a whimper from the back of his lips. Closing your legs around him, you let him know it was ok to go faster now, and he complied.
“Aah—” you cried out. “More, more,” you begged, arching your back.
“Shit, fuck… I’m—” Jungkook choked down a moan, eyes shut tight trying not to cum before time.
You clenched your walls around him, a strong burning sensation at the pit of your stomach. “Oh, my fuck— I’m…” Jungkook struggled, trying to keep his cool by hiding his face on your neck.
“I’m cumming too, Jungkook…” you whimpered, your hips now grinding at the same time as him trying to reach your climax “Fuck, Faster… please” You both were heaving messes, and you could feel your juices dripping all over. Jungkook pounded hard into you hitting you right where you needed him. A fire spread in your body, waves of electricity intoxicating you everywhere. Jungkook cursed to the skies, his husky voice moaning your name over and over. You were both still pulsing after the strong orgasm. The daze left you both light-headed, Jungkook grabbed onto the sink his legs shaky, He pulled out of you.
Your arms weren’t responding, and simply lay there limp on each side of your body. You looked at each other and chuckled. Jungkook then gently helped you with your dress and placed you down. He noticed the ripped panties laying on the floor.
“Yikes, sorry” he said and threw them away into the bin next to the toilet.
“Jesus, I completely forgot about that” you gasped, looking at them one last time through the reflection of the mirror. You didn’t see before the state in which Jungkook left them.
“Just how strong are you?” you giggled, opening the cold water faucet.
“Y/N…” His velvety voice called your name and you looked up at him, his cheeks flushed red and hair sticking to his forehead.
“Mmm?” you responded still dizzy and breathless.
“I really meant what I said. ”
You tilted your head confused.
“That I like you, I have done for some time now, I was just too shy to tell you.”
“I like you too, for some time as well.” You bit your lower lip embarrassed.
Jungkook shook his head.
‘Why you didn’t tell me?’ he inquired.
“Guess I spend so much time with you I got infected by your shyness”
He chuckled and grabbed your shoulders leaning down to kiss you again lovingly.
“Well, neither of us can be shy again from now on…” he mentioned and you agreed. “Now let’s go home…I got to zip your dress up before,” you tilted your head, as Jungkook grabbed your hands and intertwined his fingers with yours, then unlocked the door, but before leaving he turned to you and said, “Now I want to unzip it…”