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Yn's protest came out as a whisper, her voice trembling with a mix of anticipation and nerves. But Jungkook didn't stop. His lips found the tender curve of her neck once more, pressing firmly this time, his mouth opening slightly to draw her skin between his teeth in a gentle nip. The subtle scrape sent a jolt through her, her body arching instinctively toward him.

A soft whimper escaped her lips, muffled against the fabric of his shirt where her face still pressed.

He released the spot slowly, his tongue flicking out to soothe the faint sting with a warm, wet swipe. Yn's breath hitched, her fingers digging deeper into his shoulders as waves of heat spread from her neck down her spine.

It wasn't just the touch.....it was the way his breath fanned over her damp skin afterward, cool against the flush he'd created. Her pulse thrummed visibly under his gaze when he pulled back just enough to watch it.

“See? Not so strange now,” Jungkook murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through his chest and into hers. His hand at her back pressed her closer, their bodies aligning until she could feel the steady rise and fall of his breathing matching her own erratic rhythm. Yn's eyes fluttered open, meeting his....dark and intent, but still so patient, waiting for her to process the rush.

She swallowed hard, her throat tight. “It... it tingles everywhere,” she confessed, her words barely audible. The admission made her cheeks burn hotter, but she didn't look away.

Jungkook's thumb traced lazy circles at the base of her neck, right where her collarbone dipped, heightening the sensitivity until even that light pressure made her squirm.

He nodded, as if her words confirmed something he'd suspected. Without another kiss to her neck, he captured her lips instead, his mouth moving over hers in a slow, exploratory press. Yn responded tentatively at first, her lips parting under his guidance as his tongue slipped inside to taste her. The kiss deepened gradually, his hands roaming her sides, pulling her shirt up just enough to slide his palms against the bare skin of her waist. She shivered at the direct contact, her body pressing closer, seeking more.

Jungkook broke the kiss with a soft exhale, his forehead resting against hers. “I want you,” he whispered, the words simple and raw, his eyes searching hers for any hesitation. Yn's heart pounded, but the ache building low in her core urged her on. She nodded, her fingers threading into his hair. “I want you too.”

With that, Jungkook scooped her up effortlessly, one arm under her knees and the other supporting her back. Yn gasped in surprise, her arms wrapping around his neck as he carried her across the room toward the bedroom.

Her weight felt light in his hold, and she buried her face against his shoulder, feeling the steady beat of his heart through his shirt. The short walk felt endless, charged with the heat radiating between them.

He kicked the bedroom door open gently and laid her down on the soft bed, the mattress dipping under her. Jungkook followed, kneeling between her legs as he hovered over her, his hands bracing on either side of her head. He leaned down to kiss her again, slower this time, his tongue exploring her mouth while his fingers worked the buttons of her shirt open.

Yn helped, shrugging it off her shoulders, exposing her bra to the cool air. Her nipples hardened instantly, and Jungkook's gaze dropped, his hand cupping one breast through the fabric, thumb circling the peak.

A quiet moan escaped her as he unclasped the bra, tossing it aside. His mouth followed, lips closing around one nipple to suck gently, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud. Yn arched her back, her hands fisting the sheets as pleasure shot straight to her core.

He lavished attention on her breasts, alternating sides, sucking and licking until she writhed beneath him, her thighs pressing together for friction.

Jungkook's hand trailed downward, unbuttoning her pants and sliding them off along with her underwear in one smooth motion. He paused to look at her, fully exposed and flushed under his stare. “You're beautiful,” he said softly, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip before dipping between her legs. Yn's breath caught as he found her wetness, his touch light at first, stroking her folds before circling her clit with deliberate slowness.

She bucked her hips, a soft cry leaving her lips. “Jungkook... please.” He watched her face, learning every gasp and twitch, his finger sliding inside her to curl against that spot that made her clench around him. He added a second finger, pumping steadily while his thumb pressed her clit, building the tension until her walls fluttered.

But he didn't let her tip over. Instead, he withdrew his hand, earning a whine from her. Jungkook stripped quickly, shedding his shirt to reveal toned muscles and tattoos snaking over his skin. His pants followed, his cock springing free, thick and hard, the tip glistening. Yn's eyes widened, a mix of nerves and desire flooding her as he settled between her thighs again.

He guided himself to her entrance, rubbing the head along her slickness. “I'll go slow,” he promised, pushing in inch by inch. Yn tensed at the stretch, her nails digging into his arms, but the fullness was intoxicating. He paused halfway, kissing her deeply to distract her, his tongue mimicking what his hips would soon do.

When she relaxed, he sank deeper, bottoming out with a shared groan. They stayed like that, connected, his forehead against hers as he let her adjust. Then he began to move....slow thrusts, pulling out almost fully before sliding back in, his cock dragging against her inner walls. Yn's legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer, her body meeting his rhythm.

The pace stayed gentle, each stroke building the heat between them. Jungkook's hand slipped between their bodies to rub her clit in time with his thrusts, his mouth trailing kisses along her jaw and shoulder. Yn's breaths came in pants, her pussy clenching tighter around him as pleasure coiled low in her belly.

“Feels so good,” she whispered, her voice breaking on a moan. Jungkook's control wavered, his hips snapping a little harder, but he kept it tender, grinding against her on each inward push. Sweat beaded on his skin, dripping onto her as he watched her unravel, eyes half-lidded, lips parted.

Her orgasm hit suddenly, waves crashing through her as she cried out, her walls pulsing around his cock. Jungkook followed moments later, thrusting deep one last time before spilling inside her with a low groan, his body shuddering. He collapsed gently over her, careful not to crush her, their breaths mingling as they came down together.

He stayed buried inside her, pressing soft kisses to her temple. Yn's arms encircled his back, holding him close, a contented sigh escaping her. In that moment, the world narrowed to just them, wrapped in the afterglow of their shared intimacy.

The End.