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Can you do bedroom sex but with your parents downstairs?


“But what if they won’t like me? Haven’t you seen any movies? The dad hates the boyfriend.” Jungkook said as we walked up to my parents’ house. I took his hand in mine and gave it a squeeze.

“But there are movies where the family loves the boyfriend.” I reassured him. He gave me a weak smile and I stood on my tip toes just a bit to peck his cheek. He smiled as I pulled away and cupped my face with his hand, bringing me in for a kiss.

When the door opened, we looked to see my little sister holding the door.

“Were you about to kiss?” She asked, cocking her head to the left. I scrunched my nose at her and ruffled her hair, as if to distract her.

“Lana, this is Jungkook.” I said, pinching her cheek. She swatted my hand away and made a face.

“Hi Lana. Your sister told me a lot about you.” Jungkook said, bending down onto one knee.

“Your name is weird.” She said.

“Lana!” I scolded. Jungkook laughed.

“It is. But hey, you can call me Kookie if you want.” He suggested. Lana’s eyes lit up and she jumped onto him, surprising him and making us both laugh.

“I like Kookie!” She squealed. Jungkook patted her back and carried her into the kitchen, where my mom was setting down some plates.

“My baby is finally home.” She said, rushing over to hug me.

“Hi mom. This is Jungkook.” I said, introducing her.

“My my! How handsome he is.” She said, taking Lana from him. He blushed and stuttered a thank you.

“His name is Kookie!” Lana said, struggling to get down.

“Only you can call me that.” He told her. She nodded and ran off. Probably to get her toys.

“Where’s dad?” I asked, taking mine and Jungkook’s coats to the coat rack.

“Behind you.” A voice said. I turned and saw him, smiling in his suspenders and flannel.

“Papa!” I shouted, rushing to hug him. He chuckled and hugged me, placing a kiss onto my forehead.

“How’s my girl been?” He asked.

“Good. I want you to meet Jungkook.” I said, going over to Jungkook and having them meet. My father looked him up and down and I heard Jungkook swallow.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He stuttered, shaking his hand. My father stared him down until they shook hands, my father earning a smile onto his face.

“Strong grip! You picked a good one.” My father said, engulfing Jungkook into a hug. Jungkook yelped and I snickered.


“So Jungkook, my little girl tells me you’re in a band.” My father asked him as we sat in the living room. Lana and Jungkook were playing with her toys and he froze.

“I am. With 6 other members.”

“Can we hear you sing?” My mother asked enthusiastically.

He looked at me and I shrugged. He sighed and stood up, clearing his throat and wiping his hands in his pants. He looked down and then back up, a nervous smile on his lips.

“I’m a born singer jom nujeobeorin gobaek, i swear. Eonjena meolgiman haesseotdeon singiruga nun ape isseo, yeogi isseo…”

He was nervous at first, but loosened up when I smiled at him, letting his vocals chords do what they were meant to do. He finished and my parents applauded him, my mom touching her heart.

“You’re good.” My father said, patting his back as Jungkook came to sit by me. I intertwined our fingers and he smiled. I looked and my parents were watching us.

“Remember when we were like that?” My mother asked my father. He chuckled.

“We didn’t have manners like they do.”

I rolled my eyes, smiling and stood up.

“Come on Kookie, let’s get ready for bed.” I told him. He nodded and thanked my parents again for letting him come visit. They smiled and nodded, watching us sneak off to my room.

I locked the door and flopped onto my bed, the coolness of it making me sigh. Kookie smiled and joined me.

“Told you they would like you.” I smiled, facing him. He sighed.

“I was nervous. I was going to excuse myself to brush my teeth. Your father is intimidating.” He said. I kissed his nose and he scrunched it up.

“I’m going to change.” I said, getting up. He nodded and went towards his bag, to do the same thing. I can our from the bathroom and saw him shirtless, his arm behind his head as he looked at my ceiling. He turned when he heard me and made a face and touched his heart.

“What?” I asked.

“You’re still beautiful.” He groaned. I rolled my eyes and joined him on the bed, sitting on top of him.

“I like this position.” He said, wiggling his eyebrows.

“You’re gross Kookie.” I giggled and got off of him, only to have him sit on top of me. I whined and he shut me up with a kiss.

“You can’t keep shutting me up with kisses.” I said, as he pulled away.

“Why not. They’re fun.” He said in-between our kisses.

He moved down to my neck and I let out a sigh. His hands roamed my sides, brushing against my chest and then back to my sides. I felt something against my thigh and giggled.

“What?” He asked. I raised an eyebrow and he smirked.

“You make me like this.” He said, kissing me, his tongue licking my bottom lip for entrance. His hands felt their way up into my shirt and stayed near my stomach.

“Don’t be shy.” I whispered in his ear, nibbling onto it.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” He said, his voice hitching in his throat as I took his hands and placed them on my chest.

“I know you won’t.” I said as I let him massage my chest, earning a small moan escape. He kissed my neck, sucking below my earlobe. My hands roamed his torso, tugging at his sweat bottoms. We got them off and he lifted my shirt up, leaving kisses down from my collarbone down to my navel, and back up.

I undid my bra and he bit his lip. He kissed me and started to slowly make his way down, stopping at my chest. He took a breast in his mouth, flickering his tongue around, making me bite my lip. His other hand roamed my thighs, massaging them and just feeling them.

He brought his lips back to mine and smirked, slowly pulling my panties down.

“Who knew the Golden Maknae would be this excited?” I teased. He smirked again and leaned down to my ear.

“You have no idea.” He said, slipping a condom on and thrusting into me. I gripped the sheets and was about to scream when he covered my mouth.

“Shh. I hear someone coming.” He whispered, still covering my mouth. There was a knock on the door.

“Do you guys need any blankets?” My mother’s voice called out. Jungkook let go of my mouth for me to answer.

“We’re good. Thanks.”

“Okay well goodnight you guys. We’re in the room next door if you need anything.” She said, leaving. Jungkook looked back at me and kissed my lips, biting them both.

“I guess I need to keep this here so you don’t disturb your parents sleeping.” He said, his hand still on my mouth.


He thrusted into me, making me arch my back.

“I told you. You had no idea.” He growled, as I hugged my legs around him, bringing him closer. He sucked on my neck, the same spot that would easily be hidden with my hair and continued to thrust into me.

Every thrust was different, meaning he hit a different angle, driving me crazy. He hit one angle which made me scream into his hand, making him smile.

He continued to hit that angle and I felt my whole body shake like never before. I moaned against his hand, hot from the heat of my mouth.

“You need to be quieter Jagiya..” he said in my ear, a moan afterwards escaping his lip. I bit his hand and he chuckled in my ear.

“You don’t want your parents knowing what I do to their little girl hm?” he asked, rocking his hips into me harder and faster. I bit my lip and he covered my mouth again, moans escaping my mouth like water. His moans filled my ear, soft and low, making me wild.

I could feel my walls closing and I arched my back, causing Kookie to bite my neck. I arched my back one last time, moaning out my climax.

“Jagiya…” he moaned, his pace slowing down. He slid out and was going to finish himself off when I climbed on top of him, kissing his neck.


“Shhh. Don’t ‘jagiya’ me.” I smirked, kissing my way down from his neck to his torso, leaving a soft trail of kisses against the crevices on his stomach. He placed a hand to his face, his bottom lip tucked underneath his teeth as I licked his member.

He let out a soft moan, making me smile. I took him in my mouth and let my tongue do the work, him bucking his hips upward every once in a while.

I took him in deep and pulled out, licking his head and the juice seeping out. I continued, slowly tasting him until he let loose, making me swallow everything.

“That was… New.” he breathed. I shrugged.

“It’s not like I’ve never given you one before.” I said, heading to the bathroom to clean up. He joined me, a new set of pajamas in hand. I smiled and took them, grabbing my toothbrush.

“But never like that. Especially after our second time of doing it.” he said sheepishly. I smiled to myself. It was true. He wasn’t wrong.

We’ve only had sex once, and that was for his 18th Birthday. For the next two years, we’ve only done oral because we wanted to wait for marriage. Some were amazing and some were just quickies, mainly him. Especially before he left for tour.

He knew I never liked that stuff, especially when it’s me that’s getting worked on. Once in a while I’ll want it, but he knows I like pleasing him and he knew what he was doing.

Except for his first time doing it. I chuckled to myself as I rinsed my mouth out, my clothes already on.

“What’s so funny?” he asked.

“I was remembering the first time we did anything. Remember? We were alone and one thing led to another.”

“I remember us being nervous as hell. We didn’t know what we were doing but to us it was amazing.” he laughed, rinsing his mouth out as well. I headed to the bed, instantly tired from everything.

“I’m glad your parents didn’t hear. Especially your dad. He would have killed me.” Kookie yawned. I chuckled and yawned, resting my head on his shoulder.

“He would have.” I said looking up at him. He looked down at me and I laughed.

“I wouldn’t have let him though.” He smiled and kissed me, resting his head in mine as we drifted to sleep