Hooked | JJK | Eighteen

 Pair: UndergroundFighter!Jungkook x f!reader 

Summary: Walking away from your brother was never what you intended, you just wanted to run from the ghosts of your past. But now you’re back home and ready to pick things up from where you left off. If only things could be that easy, right? 

There’s a new guy living in your house, your brother’s best friend, someone you can’t help but grow close to. And the more you find out about him, the more you learn about yourself. An underground fight club, a newspaper competition, an overprotective brother and secrets you can’t seem to escape from. Did you make the right decision by coming back? Or did you just put yourself and those you love in danger? 

Genre: Series, fluff, smut, angst. All the aus: non-idol, underground fighter, brother’s best friend, roommates, rap-scene, chaebol. 

Chapter warning: Angst, tears and… Smut

WC: 6.4k

JULY 14TH | 11:21

With how late you went to bed, it was a miracle that you were up and about with only a few hours of sleep. If this was the effect that sleeping with Guk in his new apartment felt like, you’d pack a bag and move there indefinitely. 

By the time you and Jeongguk made it back to your own house to shower and get ready, Namjoon had already left for work. Jeongguk packed a few more of his things to slowly start making his official move and took them back to his new apartment before going to Bangtan Ink himself, while you ran errands of your own. 

And by that, you meant going back to Itaewon to pick up your car from where it stayed overnight at the parking building next to the Circle. 

You made plans to meet up with Jeongguk again at Moonlight, the pretty coffee shop just across the street from the tattoo studio. That’s where you planned on telling your brother about the two of you. 

The place had a sentimental value to him and to everyone from Bangtan, it felt like a second home at this point. You hoped it would be enough for your brother to feel at ease and comfortable, once you invited him over to have The Talk. 

You couldn’t lie and say that you weren’t nervous about it, or that you didn’t have your own doubts as to how your sibling would react to the news, but you kept it from him for far too long. 

The fact that Jeongguk was now aware of the whole situation with your sister and how it messed up Namjoon more than you could have anticipated, you hoped that it meant the boy would be  a little more understanding of your brother’s reactions. 

You lifted your head to look at the entrance of the coffee shop, watching as Jeongguk walked in and scanned the room to look for you. You lifted your hand to wave and help him locate you easily. You had picked a table at the end of the coffee shop, just to give all of you more privacy. 

“Hi, dove.” Jeongguk greeted you with a kiss on the top of your head before sitting down in front of you. “Did you get your car?” 

“I did.” you smiled, but Guk could see your nerves plastered across your face. “How is he today?” 

“I don’t think hyung noticed we didn’t sleep home last night.” he told you, which you took as a win. “He’s in a good mood today.” 

“Good.” 

“Everything will be okay, baby.” he assured you, reaching under the table to give your knee a little squeeze. “You won’t have to worry about this anymore.” 

“I know, just–” you were interrupted as your phone started vibrating on top of the table. “Oh, Tae is calling me.” 

“Maybe he’s ready to apologize?” 

You knew your friend, and Taehyung was stubborn as hell when he thought he was in the right. So you really didn’t think you’d hear from him this early after your fight, which made you almost too scared to pick it up. 

“Hello–”

“You better come back now, Jennie was here.” Taehyung threw it on you, making your whole body flush.  

“What?!” 

“She just came in, asking for Namjoon.” your friend rushed and you were already standing up. “And now he’s furious and asking for you and Guk–” 

Namjoon didn’t have to look much further, barging into the coffee shop like a man possessed. Jeongguk had no idea what was going on as you didn’t have time to tell him what Taehyung just shared with you over the phone. 

You pushed the device into your pocket to rush to your brother with your hands up as if trying to wave a white flag.

“Oppa, we can explain–” your voice told Namjoon where you were and you could only describe it as the blast off of a bull when he noticed. 

“Stay the fuck out of this Yn.” Namjoon roared, walking around you faster than you could stop him. “What the fuck have you been doing to my sister, bro?!” 

Jeongguk was jumping to his feet, guessing that your brother already knew. That put him in high alert, especially with the way Namjoon was charging for him. But Jeongguk didn’t run, even if you wished that he would. 

Yoongi and Hoseok were rushing into the coffee shop with a small delay, followed by a worried Tehyung and a confused Seokjin. The sound of chairs and tables being dragged against the floor made you shudder as you were stuck in place, not sure if reaching your brother would calm him down or make it worse. 

“Hyung, I know it sounds bad but we–” Jeongguk tried to reason, but Namjoon was blinded by rage.  

“Oh no, you don’t fucking get to call me ‘hyung’.” your brother yelled and at this point everyone in the coffee shop had stopped to watch.  

“Namjoon, will you listen to us?!” you shouted back, but it fell on deaf ears. 

You gasped as you watched your brother raise his arm to throw a punch in Jeongguk’s direction, but the man ducked in time and stepped back. Fear was flashing across Jeongguk’s face, but you knew it wasn’t the fear of getting hit, but of losing his friend.  

“Joon, stop!” you cried, running to put yourself between your brother and Jeongguk before he could swing again.  

“I gave you everything! I gave you a home!” Namjoon was yelling at Jeongguk, getting held back by both Yoongi and Hoseok, who were trying to drag him away to put more distance between all of you. “I helped you with your music! And this is how you repay me, huh? You disrespect me like this?” 

“I'm not disrespecting you–” Jeongguk tried again, gently holding your shoulders to move you behind him in hopes of keeping you out of harm's way.

“That's my sister!”

“I’m in love with her!” Guk yelled and you gasped.

It’s not that you didn’t know. You couldn’t even explain why it shocked you to hear it like that. Maybe this whole situation was just keeping you on edge. It was definitely the first time Seokjin, Hoseok and Yoongi were learning about that, all of them faltering and staring at you and Jeongguk.

“You don’t get to be in love with her. You don’t get to touch her, you don’t get to see her!” Namjoon tried to push past his holders again, but when he couldn’t, he pushed back and turned his back on all of you.

“Dude, let’s chill for a second, alright?” Hoseok attempted. “Let them talk–”

“I want you out.” Namjoon was turning around to face you again, pointing a finger at Jeongguk. “I want you the fuck out of my house.”

“He’s not leaving, not like this.” you defended, as if Namjoon was telling Guk to get out of your life, not out of the home he didn’t need anymore; not after renting his own place. 

“You don’t get a say in this, you’ve done enough.” your brother turned to you, disappointment obvious in his eyes. 

It hurt because that’s he how he looked at you when Hyejin died. That’s how he looked at you when he saw her in you.  

“What have I done, huh?!” you pushed back and past Jeongguk, who tried to reach for you to stop you. “It’s not my fault you would prefer it was me who died, not her!” 

“Shut up!” Namjoon yelled, tone hard and hurt. But you were hurting too. “You don’t know what you’re talking about!” 

“Of course I don’t, I never know anything, I never do anything right!” you yelled out, not caring about who could hear you. Jeongguk wrapped an arm around your front, trying to hold you, to keep you, to stop you. But you were already crying when you accused: “Poor Hyejin, perfect Hyejin. Guess what! She wasn’t perfect and neither am I! But neither are you.” 

“Don’t bring her into this.” Namjoon’s teeth were gritting, but he wasn’t trying to charge for either of you anymore. 

“How can I not, when she’s the reason you hate me, huh?” you deflated a little, voice choked up. “You can’t look at me and not see her.” 

“Maybe we should go back to the shop.” Yoongi called, holding Namjoon’s bicep. “Settle this once everyone has calmed down, before someone says more things they will regret.”

“If he’s working there I won’t be.” Namjoon sent Jeongguk a look that you would never forget, grateful that Guk was looking at you. 

Jeongguk’s main concern was you, not what was going on around you, not even himself. So he didn’t see the hatred, the betrayed look with which your brother looked at the younger man. 

“Excuse me, what?” Seokjin was finally butting in.  

“You have to choose, hyung, it’s me or him.” your brother told their boss in that tone that didn’t leave any opening for a discussion.  

“Let’s all calm down and talk about this like adults.” the eldest of the group wasn’t accepting it.  

After hearing enough, Jeongguk gave your hip a tiny squeeze before saying: “Don’t worry, I quit.” 

“Guk–” you turned to him with fresh tears in your eyes. 

Jeongguk looked exhausted. He just wanted to end this whole thing, you could tell he wanted to get you away from there. Your heart was breaking for him. 

“Guk is not quitting, and you’re not going anywhere either.” Seokjin warned your brother, saying: “I have no idea what the fuck is going on, but I’m not taking none of that shit. Let’s call it a day, everyone.” 

Your brother had one last warning aimed at Jeongguk: 

“You better be out of my house by morning, or I fucking swear.”

JULY 14TH | 14:15

You stopped crying an hour ago, sure you had no more tears left in you. 

You still felt like a shell of yourself, trying to wrap your mind around what the fuck just happened. You shouldn’t even be this surprised, really, when you knew how your brother would react if he caught you, if he found out you were hiding this behind his back. 

But you weren’t caught, not really. Not when fucking Jennie had been the one to come back to the tattoo shop to tell on you. You knew it was your fault, too, as you remembered mentioning to Lisa and Cheyoung how Guk wasn’t even your boyfriend yet, because your brother didn’t know. 

You gave her everything she needed to ruin you, to get back at you for taking Jeongguk from her. 

And you had every intention of dealing with her sooner than later, you would find out what exactly she told Namjoon and you would deal with her ass accordingly. 

But that had to wait. It had to wait until you could get Jeongguk out of your brother’s home and move the rest of his things into his apartment; counting your luck that at least he had a good place to stay and wasn’t just kicked out with nowhere else to go. 

Not that you thought your other friends wouldn’t offer him a place to stay, but the friend group could be a complicated thing. No one would like to pick sides, but you were scared to think about where everyone’s loyalties lied. 

You could hear the sounds coming from the end of the hallway, where Jeongguk was rushedly packing the rest of his stuff into boxes. You wanted nothing more than to be there with him, but you also knew he needed some time alone to put his thoughts into place, to make sense of everything that happened. 

“Are you going with him?” Taehyung was in your room as you walked out of your small closet with clothes in your arms. You didn’t even hear him come into the house. 

“Tae, if you’re here to yell at me some more, then please–”

“No, I’m not.” he stopped you, reaching out to help you with your clothes. “If anything, I should say I’m sorry.” 

Your friend placed your clothes on the bed, next to the opened suitcase that you were in the middle of packing. His guards were down, which made you drop yours. 

“That would be a good way to start.” you agreed, shoulders sagging as you started to take your clothes off the hangers to fold them as best as your emotional state allowed you to. “So I’ll start. I’m sorry I lied to you about the article and didn’t tell you I was working at the Circle.” 

“And I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you, and that I yelled at you.” Tae sounded genuine, a little ashamed about his own outburst even.  

“What were you doing there anyway?” you wanted to know as you gave him some clothes to fold too.  

“I came to watch the fights.” he admitted sheepishly, making you raise an eyebrow. “I’m a hypocrite, I know.” 

“Yeah, a little.” you agreed, shaking your head. So he could go to the Circle as a patron, but you had to stay away from it altogether? “But it’s okay, I can’t afford to be mad at you right now, I have other things to worry about.” 

“I’m really sorry… About today, too. I saw Jennie coming in, but I thought she was searching for Guk.” Taehyung started to fold and organize the things that were already inside your bag to make them fit better. You focused on that and not on the anger bubbling inside you from the thought of the woman. “I could have tried to stop her–”

“There’s no point thinking about that now.” you interrupted. “It is what it is.”

“How can I help?” your friend dropped the subject. “Guk can come stay with me.” 

“There’s no need, he got a new place to stay.” you explained and Tae seemed surprised. “Can you take Bam for a few days, please? Just until we fix the place up a little.” 

“Yeah, yeah, of course.” he nodded, looking at your things in front of him. “I assume you’re not staying here either?” 

“I can’t, not after the way Joon acted, not after what I said.” you sighed with an uncomfortable squeeze around your heart. “We need some time away from each other.” 

“I think that’s gonna be a good thing, at least for a little while.” Taehyung sat down on the edge of your bed, watching you walk to your desk to look for more things you might need to pack. “Let hyung come to his senses.” 

“And I also need to find out what Jennie told him. I wouldn’t put it past her to lie about the whole thing.” you commented, a little too anxious to enjoy this packing experience. “Did you hear anything?” 

“I didn’t, no.” he said and you deflated. Tae stopped your freaking out by gently holding your arm and making you sit down next to him. “It wasn’t true, you know? What you said. I’m sure Namjoon hyung would prefer that it was him, not either of you.”

You knew what Tae was talking about, a gentle nagging at your accusations. You weren’t ready to admit it yet, but you agreed with him. It was uncalled for, the way you said your brother would have chosen you to die instead of your sister. 

“You think I haven’t wished it was me instead?” you looked down at your hands on your lap, not ready to look at him. “But I can’t keep living with her shadow, I can’t–”

“Hey, it’s okay. I get it. She was your soulmate.” 

Before it was you and Tae, there was you and Hyejin. It was normal for twin girls to grow up together, but you were birds of a feather. You liked the same toys, the same cartoons. Growing up you liked the same movies and the same music. You shared a bedroom until you were thirteen and even after that, one always ended up sneaking into the other’s bedroom for late night talks and weekend sleepovers. 

She was your best friend. The other half of the same soul. 

“I miss her.” you proved yourself wrong when your eyes started to water again. “And I fucking hate that I’m older than her, I hate that I can’t tell her about Guk, I hate that she’s not here to see how well Joon is doing with his music.” 

Taehyung laughed, but you should sense he was holding back tears of his own. “She would freak out if she saw Joon hyung’s tattoos.” 

“Would she, though?” 

That was one of the things that hurt the most. Thinking you didn’t actually know your sister. The things you found out… Hyejin’s party side, the side that sneaked out of the house after you went to sleep, the one that had a whole ass boyfriend she didn’t tell you about, the one that skipped classes. 

You didn’t know who that was, and you would never have the chance to. 

“Dove?” Jeongguk was calling for you, stopping at the door of your bedroom when he saw Taehyung was there with you. “Oh, you guys are talking, sorry.”

“It’s okay, baby.” you assured him before Guk could leave again. “Tae offered to take Bam to his house for now, is that okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, that’s a good idea.” Jeongguk looked relieved. “Thank you, hyung.” 

“I’ll go get his stuff.” Taehyung smiled, reading the room and standing up to give you and Jeongguk some time alone. 

“His things are in the kitchen, there’s a clear box with his food and medicine in the pantry.” you told him, standing up too. “And his toys are pretty much all over the house.” 

“I’ll find them, don’t worry.”  

You watched Taehyung leave, a little relieved that at least that issue solved itself on its own. Jeongguk waited for Tae to be gone so he could come closer and study you. You did the same to him, noticing his reddened eyes and puffy nose. You wiped your eyes and searched for his embrace. 

“Stupid question, but how are you?” you asked against his chest as his arms wrapped you around him.  

“Same as you, I guess.” he shrugged, lips touching the top of your head. “Are you going somewhere?” 

“I’m coming with you.” you replied as if it was obvious.  

“Baby, hyung kicked me out, not you.” Jeongguk argued.  

“If you don’t want me there, I’ll stay with Tae too, and that’s fine.” you broke the hug to look at him, but you weren’t upset. Not with this beautiful man, at least. “But I’m not staying here, I don’t want to see Namjoon right now.” 

“I only mean I don’t want to make things worse between the two of you.” he touched the side of your face, brushing your cheek with his thumb to make sure you knew you were welcome. “But of course I want you with me.” 

“Then that’s decided.” you offered him a small smile. 

“I’ll start bringing my stuff to the car, can I bring any of yours?” he asked, noticing your overstuffed suitcase.  

“Just this one.” you told him with a tiny chuckle. “I promise I’m not moving in for good.” 

“We’ll see about that.” 

Jeongguk helped you close your suitcase and zip it up, wheeling it out of your bedroom. You watched him bring it down to the first floor of the house and heard his baby voice as he greeted Bam, explaining to the dog that he’d be staying with Uncle Tae for a little bit. 

It was with a heavy heart that you turned back to face your room. 

You knew you’d be back here eventually, and that things between you and your brother would settle one day; no matter how long it took for you to forgive each other, he was still your sibling and the two of you had lost too much already.  

But that uncertainty of when was also what made you reach under your bed for the shoe box where you kept memories and special things related to your sister. You hadn’t gone through them in a few years, but after everything going on lately, you wouldn’t feel okay in leaving it behind. 

You weren’t walking away from Hyejin, you never could. 

JULY 14TH | 22:06

Neither you nor Jeongguk wanted to unpack today, merely opening one of his boxes and your suitcase to pick out the things you’d need tonight. Which mostly meant toothbrushes and a clean change of underwear to wear after the shower. 

You put on one of his oversized shirts to sleep in, you shared the cup noodles he’d gotten the night before, and you watched an episode of whatever drama was on the TV. Neither of you were really talking much, you didn’t bring up Namjoon again, nor did you make a plan on how you’d start making things better. 

For now, you just needed to let everything sink in, you needed to stay in each other’s company and let your hearts understand that you still had each other, you would still be together even when everything around you was crumbling down. 

And, despite the hurt, despite the look from your brother’s eyes being branded into your brain, you were thankful for Jeongguk. His presence soothed your heart and healed a little piece of your soul. 

You never had this type of love before. The type that was pure and didn’t ask for anything back. One that was understanding and accepting of your own demons and soothed your fears. You hoped Jeongguk felt the same way about your love for him. 

You went into the bedroom before Jeongguk did. 

He was still brushing his teeth when you decided to make the bed, untucking the black sheets and fluffing the pillows. And that’s when you saw it… Sitting on his nightstand on his side of the bed, a polaroid picture of you. You held it up to look at it closer, smiling to yourself as you recognized it from your days in Jeju. 

“What have you got there?” Jeongguk asked as he stepped into the room. 

“I could ask you the same thing.” you smiled wider, turning around to show him your latest finding. “Where did you get this?” 

“Ah.” he chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Hoseok hyung brought all of the polaroid pictures he took during the trip, to show everyone that didn’t come with us at the tattoo shop. So I saw that one and stole it.”

“You’re cute.” you laughed with him, spirit a little lighter as his body was so close to yours you could feel his heat. You returned the photo to its rightful place and asked: “Are you just keeping it here?” 

“I’m planning on getting a nice frame for it. Maybe I’ll put it on my desk at the studio.” If I still have a job there, you could read it in his eyes without him having to say it. And then he was making your heart thump quicker: “Now that we don’t have to hide anymore.” 

“Oh my god, we don’t.” you looked at him with wide eyes, as if you were just realizing it now. “Everyone knows about us now.” 

Even if you didn’t tell all of your friends at your own accord, even if you couldn’t explain or add the details you both wanted to, it was all out in the open now. Everyone knew. You didn’t need to hide it. That simple notion brought a whole new wave of relief to your very core. 

“I can call you for what you are, now.” Jeongguk turned you so you were facing him, raising your face to caress your cheek. 

“And what is that?” your heart was fluttering in your chest, both hands finding his shoulders as you needed to hear him say it. 

“My girlfriend.” 

You felt giddy, shy and elated all at the same time. Right now, no one else existed besides the two of you. The world could be ending outside, friends could be mad, your brother might hate Jeongguk and be disappointed in you. But at this very moment in space, you didn’t care. 

“You’re mine.” you smiled softly, one of your hands finding the back of his neck. 

“I’ve always been yours.” he corrected gently, holding both sides of your hips. 

“But now you’re officially mine.” you beamed. Your eyes dropped to his lips as you asked: “Can I kiss you?” 

That made him laugh with a shake of his head. “Now that we’re together for real is when you ask for it?” 

“I’m nervous, okay? I never had a serious boyfriend before.” you argued, suddenly feeling silly under his gaze. 

“Come here, baby.” 

Jeongguk was still smiling as his head leaned closer to yours, stopping in the middle for you to come to him the rest of the way. You kissed his lips, just a little peck that made your stomach flip as if it was your first kiss ever. You were smiling as he held you by the back of your neck to kiss you again, a little harder this time. 

Your arms wrapped around his neck as Jeongguk moved his lips over yours, smacking them together and slowly, coaxing you to follow along. You didn’t need any convincing to part your lips and push your tongue out to meet with his. 

You didn’t think either of you was planning for anything to happen tonight, not really. But you both needed it. Not for the sake of fucking, but for the connection that came from it. And it was more than okay with you. 

Pressing your front to his, you raised your body on your tiptoes to deepen the kiss yourself, exploring his mouth with slow and wet flicks of your tongue. Your hands slipped into his hair, tipping his head to the side and latching onto his bottom lip. 

“Baby–” he groaned against your lips, wrapping an arm around you tighter. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want you.” you whined, heels meeting the floor as you took a step back and closer to the bed. “Will you make love to me?”

Jeongguk held your face again, a little firmer than before. His thumb played with your lips, pushing your bottom lip down as he followed the movement of your tongue as you parted your mouth and licked his finger. He was groaning and nodding a second later. 

You kissed the pad of his finger before holding his wrist and bringing his hand down. You stepped back again, back of your calves meeting the edge of the bed. You turned around and climbed on it with your knees, finding the spot in the middle of the mattress and laying against his pillows. Jeongguk was watching your every movement, eating you with his eyes, licking between his lips. 

The heat behind his fiery gaze was so intense that it made you squirm and he wasn’t even touching you, yet. 

“Guk, please.” you whined, making grabby hands. 

“No need to beg tonight, dove.” he told you, finally joining you on his bed. “I’ll give you anything you want.”

“Want you. Always want all of you.” you sat up to meet him when Jeongguk climbed closer to you on his knees. 

“Then you’ll always have all of me.” 

One of his hands held the back of your neck as his lips met yours; parted, needy, waiting. Jeongguk kissed you hard as he used his hold on you to lay you back down against his pillows, parting your legs with his hips. He was on top of you, holding himself up with a hand on the bed. One of your legs wrapped around his middle to pull him flush against you, both hands roaming all over his body to feel him, mark him. 

You touched his shoulders, his bulging arms, his wide pecs and small waist, his stomach. Your hands met on his back, pulling his torso down to be engulfed by his presence. 

Jeongguk laid on you all the way, erection growing against your middle, heavy chest pressing you against the mattress. He was so much wider than you that you felt caged in, with nowhere to run. 

“Waited so long for this.” he confessed against your lips, kissing down your chin and throat. “To finally claim you like this. Properly.” 

“Do it.” you whimpered, rolling your hips upwards and rubbing yourself against him. “Make me yours. Take everything.” 

Jeongguk’s hips were working with yours, rolling and pressing his full cock against your pantie-covered pussy. You were moaning and bowing your back, nails pressing into his skin and dragging up and down. As he kissed your collarbones, his hand found the bottom of the shirt you were wearing and slipped underneath to touch your skin as he lifted the fabric all the way up to reveal your breasts. 

Your nipples were hard and swollen, sensitive when his mouth took one of them without shame. Jeongguk was looking at you as he rolled his tongue around the nub, too heated for you to handle it. You took the shirt and pulled it over your head all the way, baring yourself to him. 

“My pretty dove.” he praised, making a wet trail against your skin as he kissed his way to the other breast. “Will you sing for me?” 

“Jeongguk–” you whined, feeling your neck and chest flush. 

Your hands reached for his shirt, pulling it up and forcing him to part from your chest to remove it all the way. Your nipples were perky and covered in his spit when Jeongguk was on his knees to throw the shirt off the bed. You took that chance to sit up as well, lips kissing around his belly button, hands moving up and down his strong chest. 

You licked the path between his abs, licking at the bumps and lines as you looked up to watch his eyes close and head tip backwards. His pants were tenting with his hard cock, a small spot on the cotton getting darker as he leaked pre-cum. 

Your tongue was still working on his stomach, feeling it tense underneath your lips, when you held your breasts together and brought them to his cock. Jeongguk was moaning unabashedly when he looked down to see what you were doing. He watched you press your breasts around his cock, moving them up and down his length. 

“Fuck, that feels nice.” he spoke with a lowered tone that made you clench. 

“Yeah?” 

You bit your bottom lip and let go of your breasts to pull his pants down to rest around his thighs, taking his cock in your hand and licking the tip. Jeongguk moaned and shuddered, holding your hair out of instinct. You have the tip a little suckle, swallowing whatever landed on your tongue. 

You pull it off your mouth and gave him a few pumps, sticking your chest out and guiding his tip to your nipple. You circled your hardened nub with his sensitive cockhead, surprised when Jeongguk pushed his hips forward to press against you. 

You held your breasts again, creating a nice valley and letting him use your tits to hump against, easily losing himself against your soft mounds. 

“You’re so hot.” you thought out loud, smiling up as he opened his eyes again. “I’m so fucking lucky.” 

“Oh, you don’t get to say that while I’m fucking your tits.” he laughed, hips pulling back and hands searching for his pants to take them off the rest of the way. “You don’t get to act cute right now.” 

“That’s not fair, you always think I’m cute.” you pouted, pushing your tits closer together. 

“That’s a good point,” he chuckled, tilting his head and looking at you from above. “Why don’t you lay down and show me how cute you are all tight around my cock?” 

You whined. “Fuck, Guk.”

You let your body drop against the mattress again, hooking your fingers on the elastic of your underwear. You wiggled your hips to pull the panties off and when they were around your knees you felt the grip of the man on your thighs to keep them closed. You couldn’t see him that well like this, but you didn’t need to. 

Not when you felt his mouth meeting your cunt. His tongue pushed up and down, swiping your folds and making you moan loudly from the surprise and stimulation. Your hands grabbed the sheets underneath you, fingers flexing as you tried to move and rub yourself on his face, but the man was holding you in place so hard that you had no choice but take what he gave you. 

You cried in complaint of the loss of his mouth when Jeongguk sat up, parting your legs so he could fit in between them again, leaning down to hold your jaw with one hand and cup your pussy with the other. It had you gasping, which is what he needed to push his tongue into your mouth and force you to taste yourself on his lips. 

You latched onto his tongue, sucking on it slowly as his fingers teased your hole and gathered your slick to bring up to your clit. 

“Baby, please.” you begged, even if he told you didn’t need to. Not tonight. “Need you inside.”

“Yeah?” he mumbled against your parted mouth, two of his fingers slipping inside you and making you arch your back and clench around them. “Need my cock in this sweet little pussy?” 

You nodded, out of breath and starting to sweat. Your hips started moving at their own accord, pushing his fingers deeper, feeling the familiar burn of the stretch. Your hands slipped between your body to take hold of his cock and Jeongguk felt wet. You pumped him a few times, teasing his head with your palm, before bringing him lower to line him with your pussy. 

“Fuck–” he breathed hard, looking between you to see your hands swiping his cockhead up and down your dripping folds. “Just like this? Yeah?” 

You nodded again, using one of your hands to remove his fingers from your pussy. In this position you had a little bit of trouble, but Jeongguk was patient until you found your hole. You took a deep breath and pushed his cock inside, slowly, until the tip was all in and you could let go. 

Jeongguk groaned above you, still watching even as his hips started to move to push himself in all the way. Inch by inch. Pulling back and pushing in. 

You were breathless, never knowing what he’d do next. But that’s exactly how you liked it. Jeongguk kept you on your toes, nothing was ever boring when he was involved. You took the hand that you were still holding and brought it to your mouth, parting your lips and licking his fingers. 

“Fuck, you wanna be full everywhere, huh?” he teased and you nodded, closing your lips around his two digits. “Wanna choke and be stuffed at the same time?” 

You couldn’t answer, but you nodded again and this time his fingers slipped all the way to the back of your throat. You gagged around them at the same time that Jeongguk bottomed out. 

Your eyes filled with water, but these were the kind of tears that you definitely did not mind. His round eyes asked silent questions that you answered by spreading your legs wider, clenching around him a little harder. 

That’s when Jeongguk started to fuck you, pushing his cock inside you at a medium pace from the start. It made you moan around his fingers, drool escaping from the corners of your mouth as your eyes rolled back. 

When your lungs started burning, Jeongguk took his fingers from your mouth and brought them down between your legs to use your spit to roll your clit in fast and tight circles that had you losing your mind. 

“You always make me cum so fast.” you admitted with a pout, which Jeongguk kissed. “Feels so good, jesus shit–!”

“That’s by design, baby.” he stated with a harsher snap of his hips and quicker work of your clit. “You were fucking made for me.” 

“Mhmm, yours.” you agreed, moans and whimpers spilling from your lips as you squirmed underneath him. “All yours. Only yours. Always.” 

“Yeah? Gonna cum all over my cock to claim it?” 

The idea of doing just that, of having your release all over his cock, and therefore making him yours forever, sounded too good for your fucked out brain to ignore. You closed your eyes and enjoyed the feeling, but opened them up right away as the vision above you wasn’t one you wanted to miss. 

Jeongguk had his brows furrowed and lips parted, nose slightly scrunched as he looked a little angry; but you knew he was only trying to keep his own climax at bay. His hair was sticking in odd angles and a few strands were sticking to the back of his neck, his piercings were glistening with sweat and spit. 

“Oh hell yeah,” he was talking to himself at this point. “You feel tight. You’re gonna cum.” 

You wanted to lie and say that you weren’t, but you couldn’t say anything when your moans were all that was leaving your mouth. You held Jeongguk by the neck, pulling him down for a kiss, and that’s what tipped you over the edge. 

The feel of his cock hitting all of your sweet spots, hard enough to make the bed bump against the wall, the quick movements of his fingers rubbing your clit over and over again, the coldness of his lip ring scratching your own lips, and his tongue drawing wicked patterns into your mouth. 

Your whole body was shaking as your toes curled, tiny shocks coursing from your pussy and down your legs. Your cunt was clamping down so hard that it was difficult for Jeongguk to pull out, wrapping his tattooed hand around his shaft to pump it a couple times before you watched his release shoot out from the dark, swollen tip of his cock and hit your messy folds and lower stomach. 

This felt like a claim, even more so than if Jeongguk waited to let go of his release deep inside of you. This felt like more. This felt like the ‘I licked it and now it’s mine’ situation, which had you laughing. 

“What’s funny?” Jeongguk laughed along, letting his body drop against yours, uncaring of his own mess getting squished between you. 

“You fucked me so good, I’m delirious.” you told him, which wasn’t a complete lie.