Hooked | JJK | Six

 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: Smut and a very necessary talk. 

WC: 7.4

JUNE 23RD | 01:59

You were sitting on the steps of the stairs inside of your home as you heard the garage door opening and closing, and the roar of Jeongguk’s motorcycle turning off. Two minutes later, the man was walking into the home and you were standing up. 

Jeongguk dropped his duffle bag on the floor as soon as he saw you, as if you had been apart for months, not half an hour. He pushed his boots off by the heels and walked to you in Iron Man socks, making you giggle. 

“What’s so funny?” he asked with a pout. When you pointed at his feet, he said: “Ah.” 

“Come here, baby.” 

Your calling seemed to completely melt the man, or at least alleviate him from a small part of his nerves. It couldn’t be easy to be found out like this, especially not by you and Tae. You, the little sister of his best friend and mentor, the girl he was –for the lack of a better word– hooking up with, and his roommate. And Taehyung, one of the first guys he really got close with after moving to Seoul, someone he shared a studio with and worked alongside everyday. 

Jeongguk walked to you, your heights were even thanks to the step you were on top of, and hugged you by your middle. He was avoiding your lips, but you touched the side of his face and pulled him into a soft kiss. 

“Pretty, your brother–” he gasped, looking over your shoulder, scared Namjoon would come down at any second and catch you. 

“Not sleeping home tonight.” you told him, still holding his face, peppering small kisses on his lips. “We’re alone.” 

“Oh.” he blinked heavily, doe eyes so full of hurt and worry and… Something else. “In that case–” 

His hand slipped to the back of your neck as he pressed his lips harder into yours. You smiled into the kiss, enjoying that reaction quite a lot, being pulled deeper and deeper into his current with each slow move of his lips against yours. You were breathing heavily through your nose, the tip of your tongue tracing his bottom lip. 

Suddenly you pulled away, so fast Jeongguk still tried to chase your mouth back. 

“Where’s your lip ring?” you asked, staring at his bottom lip, then you pushed his hair out of his eyebrows and noticed the lack of piercing there too. “Oh, this is so wrong.” 

“I take them off before fights. Don’t want it to get caught and rip my lip.” he explained, fingers flexing on the back of your neck to pull you back to him. “Usually remember to put them back in before coming home, but I was too worried about you being there.”

“At least you can’t take your tattoos off.” you mumbled against his lips as he captured your bottom lip between his teeth. “Although you do cover them–” 

“Harder to recognize me if they’re covered.” 

You didn't have any other complaints as he kissed you again, this time pushing his tongue into your mouth. You hugged him by the neck with one arm as your other hand rested on his chest, feeling it move up and down with how breathless he became when kissing. 

Both of his hands were on your hips, keeping you close to him, fingertips pressing down on your skin. The kiss was slow, but mind numbing as your tongues and lips worked together in a rhythm that was already familiar to you. You knew what it was like to kiss Jeongguk, and you didn’t see yourself ever growing tired of it. 

His tongue swiped against yours as he grew a little bolder; right hand resting on your ass, much like he had done in the alley beside the ramen spot, as the left moved to the middle of your back. You took his lead to touch more of him too, one of your hands tangling in his long hair, as your other traced his spine with your nails. 

Jeongguk tried taking a step ahead, but the step you were standing on was in the way. 

“Tell me to stop.” he almost begged, lips still dragging over yours. “Tell me you don’t want this.” 

You sighed against his mouth, fingers squeezing his hair enough so he would feel the sting on his scalp. Your free hand moved back to his front, dragging down his stomach, gasping softly as you felt the ridges and bumps under his shirt, continuing down until you felt his bulge. 

“I want you.” you told him instead, swallowing his grunt as his hips moved to press himself into your hand. “Want to take me to your room?” 

“Yes.” 

Both of his hands dragged down your ass, stopping at the top of your thighs, and he lifted you as if he wasn’t just in a physical fight an hour ago. You wrapped your legs around Jeongguk’s hips, linking your ankles together, holding yourself by his shoulders while trying to avoid his healing wound. 

Jeongguk stumbled a bit, while making it up the stairs and down the corridor towards his room, but it was technically your fault. Your lips were on his neck, kissing the column of his throat, nipping gently with your teeth, nosing at his skin as you smelled fresh soap. 

Your eyes were closed as you kissed his neck, not really sure where you were until you heard the closing of a door and felt your back being pressed to it. Your feet touched the floor as Jeongguk placed you down gently, but his body pressed you harder against the wood. You missed the added height from being in his arms, since you couldn’t reach his neck quite as easily anymore, but you were perfectly leveled to his collar bones. 

You kissed the strip of skin right above the collar of his t-shirt, hands on his chest and moving down. One of his hands was pressed against the door, caging you in, as the other cradled the back of your head. 

“Can I take this off?” you asked him in a whisper, when your hands reached the hem of his shirt. He hesitated, so you added: “I don’t have to.” 

“It’s okay.” the tips of his fingers lifted your chin so you would look at him and he could kiss the corners of your lips. “I want you to see me.”

You smiled into his kisses and nodded, slowly lifting his shirt as your hands touched his skin. You felt the abs you already knew were there, but every now and then you met with little bumps and rough patches that shouldn’t be there. Jeongguk pulled his shirt off the rest of the way by the back of his neck and–

You blushed. 

You fucking blushed, and you giggled, as if you had never seen a naked torso before. 

But Jeongguk was perfect and you couldn’t help yourself. 

His shoulders were wide, as was his chest, thinning down into a slim waist that made you a little jealous. His stomach was all lines and muscles, with a six pack and a perfect belly button. There was a little mole on the right side of his upper stomach and you wanted to kiss it. 

His golden skin was also littered with other kinds of marks here and there, no doubt a result of his fights on The Circle. A purple and green-ish bruise on his left ribs, a couple light scratches on his chest, a healed scar on the right side of his hip. The freshest mark was the healing wound on his left shoulder, the one you already knew well. 

You realized you were biting your lip when Jeongguk’s thumb pulled it down to free it and capture it with his own lips. Your eyes closed again as you moaned against his lips as he sucked on your bottom one, hands on your back to pull you into him. One of them slipped under your shirt, rubbing softly at your rapidly warming skin. 

“You can take mine off too.” you said to him, with even redder cheeks. 

“Yeah, baby?” Jeongguk pulled away from your lips, a cocky smirk on the corner of his. “Want to show yourself to me?”

You answered him with a nod and avoided his eyes as you looked down, surprised by his low tone and assertive words. But he was having none of that as he lifted your chin again, this time with fingers around your jaw. Your breath got caught in your throat as you looked into his blown out eyes. 

“You’re cute when you’re shy, but you don’t have to be.” he assured you, thumb caressing your cheek. “And I want you to look at me. Can you do that? Can you be good for me?” 

You whined, feeling heat pool between your legs at his words and the slight press of his fingers on your cheeks, making your lips pucker. Jeongguk kissed you again, but it was different from the previous ones. He pushed his tongue into your parted lips, chasing after yours as he explored your mouth. The hand on your jaw slipped to the back of your neck, tilting your head to the side so he could push his tongue deeper into your mouth. 

You were having a hard time breathing, hands roaming his front and back, distracted from the fact Jeongguk was pulling your shirt up and up, until it was over your chest. 

“Pretty.” he said. 

You thought he was calling for you, so you opened your eyes to see him staring at your chest. Following his gaze, you realized he was teasing you for the bra you were wearing; an unattractive yellow shade, with drawings of little white daisies. Not the piece you wanted Jeongguk to see you in when taking your clothes off for the first time. 

“Shut up, I didn’t know you’d be seeing me tonight.” you muttered with a pout, making him chuckle. 

“I like it!” he laughed harder, both hands coming down to rest on your ribs, just shy of touching the yellow piece. 

“Wait until you see my panties, then.” you rolled your eyes, mad at yourself. “Spoiler alert, it doesn’t match.” 

“Mhm, can’t wait to see them, baby.” 

There it was, that damn raspy voice again. You pulled the shirt off all the way, embarrassed out of your mind and aroused as you hadn’t been in a long time. Jeongguk kissed your cheek, lips dragging on your skin towards your ear. His breath was warm and his tongue was wet when he liked around it, sucking on a little spot under your ear. 

You pushed your hips into his, needing more friction, needing something. You moaned as you felt his hardness pressing against your lower stomach. 

“Guk.” you mewled, nails sinking in on his skin. He didn’t even hiss, only letting out a groan of pained pleasure. 

“Tell me what you want, baby.” he teased, lips on your neck, tongue wetting your skin. Jeongguk pushed back into your, allowing you to feel more of his hardening cock rubbing against you. 

“You know what I want.” your eyes were rolling to the back of your head as your lips were permanently parted for your gasps and moans to slip out. Your right hand moved down his stomach again and you cupped his cock over his pants; already a lot harder than the first time you did it at the bottom of the stairs. 

“I don’t remember you asking for anything.” 

Your huff was annoyed, which made him chuckle, having the time of his life with teasing you; in more ways than one. Realizing you wouldn’t get anywhere tonight if you didn’t do as he said and left the shyness behind you, you asked:

“I want you to fuck me, Guk. Please? I’ll be so good for you–” 

Jeongguk whined and it was the first time you heard that sound coming from a man. You already knew you had never been with someone as vocal as Jeongguk, and it was driving you crazy. He was always praising you for the sounds you made, you should have expected him to not be scared of letting you hear him too. 

“Get on the bed for me.” he told you with one last bite to your neck. 

“Okay.” 

Jeongguk let you walk past him so you headed to his bed. It was a little smaller than your own, this was just a guest bedroom afterall, it didn’t even have its own bathroom. You could see a few changes here and there, ways the boy made the room his own, so he could feel more at home, but you didn’t have much time to pay attention to it. 

You climbed on the bed, the jet black sheets so soft against your palms as you crawled to the middle, and your back when you laid down with your head on the pillows. Jeongguk was right behind you, following after you on his hands and knees. You parted your legs for him sheepishly and he took the invitation to settle between your thighs. 

His lips touched your soft stomach, covering every inch of your skin with kisses as his hands worked the buttons and zipper of your pants open. He looked at you then, waiting for your confirmation that it was okay to pull it off.

“If you say anything about my underwear–” you warned, but nodded and hoisted your hips up to help him get rid of the piece. 

“Oh, c’mon, it’s cute.” he had a big grin on his lips as he looked at the baby blue panties with a tiny white ruffle all around it. 

“Shut uuuup.” you groaned, holding back a laugh as you covered your eyes with your arm. 

“What did I say about looking at me, pretty?” Jeongguk pushed your legs apart again, humming at what he found between your legs, no doubt a wet spot on the cotton of your panties. 

“You told me not to.” you defied. 

His small laugh was dark and throaty as his hands touched the insides of your thighs. It should be soothing, really, the way he moved slowly and carefully. But it was lighting you up on fire. 

“Are you really not going to look at me?” he questioned, the tip of his finger tracing light patterns on your core, over your underwear. 

“No–” you peeked at him between your fingers, sucking a breath between your teeth as you saw him. “Shit.” 

Jeongguk had taken his sweatpants off at some point and his hand had dipped inside his black boxers. You could see it moving up and down as he stroked himself, looking for a little bit of relief. You wanted it to be your hand, you wanted it to be your mouth, you wanted him inside you. 

You started squirming when Jeongguk pressed his finger harder, rubbing where he could feel your clit was. 

“You really are sensitive, aren’t you?” he asked and you gave up on not watching him. 

“Yeah, a little.” you nodded, flustered. 

“Wonder how good I can make you feel on my tongue.” he spoke nonchalantly, leaning down to kiss your stomach again. Your hand touched his soft hair, nails scraping his scalp and making him croon. “Will you let me have a taste of this sweet pussy?” 

“Yes, please, yes–!” 

Jeongguk’s hand left his cock so he could hold himself up on the bed as the tattooed one stayed between your legs, touching you over your underwear, making you moan and writhe under him. He kissed up your stomach, between your breasts, over your chest. 

You arched your back off the mattress so he could slip his hand behind you to unhook your bra. You threw it away when it fell loose, displaying your tits for him. Jeongguk’s hand that was between your legs worked harder against you, heel pressing down on your clit and you moaned out. 

“That’s it, little dove, sing for me.” 

“Oh my god.” you whimpered as his lips wrapped around a nipple, your hand squeezing his hair. 

Jeongguk sucked on your nipple, circling it inside of his mouth with the tip of his tongue. You started rocking your hips up and down, rubbing yourself on his hand. He was getting you so close to your climax already and he barely touched you. Dragging his teeth over the hardened bud, he let it go and kissed a path to your other breast, repeating the same actions with your other nipple. 

Only when it was nicely covered in his spit, Jeongguk let go of it to press a kiss to your lips. It was quick, just a peck, but filled your heart with joy and affection. A second later he was sitting back on his knees and hooking his thumbs on the elastic, frilly bands of your underwear and pulling it down your legs. 

Once your silly panties were out of the way, lost somewhere on the floor of his bedroom, Jeongguk laid on his stomach, between your legs. You moved higher on the pillows against the headboard so you could see him better and he chased after you with a pretty laugh. 

“You’re gonna be the death of me.” you said under your breath, eyes widening as you realized you spoke out loud. 

“I’m not even started with you yet.” 

He cocked an eyebrow and kissed the inside of your thighs, making a slow path to your pussy. Jeongguk swiped his pointer finger between your folds, bringing the tip to your clit to flick it one. You moaned loudly, a hand covering your mouth as the lewd sound surprised even you. 

“Don’t make me tie your hands, baby. You know I like to hear you.” he warned and you brought your hands to your sides, holding onto the dark sheets. “Much better.” 

“Pleas, Guk, baby–” 

“Spread your legs wider for me.” 

Your body obeyed before your brain could catch up, spreading your legs so wide you knew he could see everything. Your eyes were on him as Jeongguk’s handsome, perfect face leaned closer and he licked a bold stripe, from bottom to your clit. You mewled, back arching, toes curling. 

“I fucking love how sensitive you are.” he said, surprisingly proud of himself, as if he had anything to do with that fact. “Bet it’s gonna be so easy to make you cum.”  

Your fingers grabbed onto the sheets harder, ignoring the urge of covering your flustered face again, knowing he was probably right. 

Jeongguk’s hands hooked under your thighs and his mouth pressed against your pussy. He licked you all over, top to bottom, side to side. He was slow in his movements, but the pressure was perfect and it was making you lose your damn mind. The tip of his tongue circled your little hole, making you clench, pushing out more of your slick for him to taste. 

You heard him gulp as he swallowed it, the obscene sounds making you squirm. The hold on your legs was stronger then, to stop you from moving away from him. Jeongguk was making out with your pussy, eating you out as if you were his favorite meal. His pouty lips pressed your clit with little kisses, each accompanied by jolts of pleasure that pulled high pitched whines from you.

Opening his mouth again, Jeongguk pressed the flat of his tongue against your sensitive bundle of nerves, rolling it, licking it. You wouldn’t hold off for much longer if he kept doing that. 

“Feels so good, baby.” you told him through a moan. “I’m getting so close, keep going.” 

He didn’t answer you with words, too focused on getting you there with his tongue only. You felt empty, too empty for your liking, but his mouth, lips and tongue felt so fucking good you wouldn’t complain. His teeth scraped your clit, making you twitch and hiss, but you were soon soothed by his lips sucking your nub into his mouth. 

Your chest was heaving, a light layer of sweat covering your body as you swiveled your hips on his face in sync with his licks and suckles. A hand went into his hair and you pulled and pushed him closer to your core, drunkenly blissed out on how good each new flick of his tongue made you feel. 

Little whines and breathy moans were pouring from your lips, spurring him on to lick you faster, suck you harder. Your thighs closed around his head and he muffled a laugh, but the vibrations made the coil on your lower stomach tighten and burst. 

You started shaking as your orgasm hit you, thighs locked in place as the rest of your body gave out and you relaxed completely. You were moaning and praying his name, having a hard time breathing as Jeongguk continued to lick and stimulate you through your climax. 

“Fuck, that was so good.” you sighed as he pried your legs open and got up on his elbows. 

“What did you say? I’m a little deaf–” he joked, pulling on an earlobe dramatically, as if your thighs hit him so hard he lost his hearing. 

“Shut up.” the two words seemed to be a recurring thing in your vocabulary. “Come kiss me.” 

“That I heard.” he wiggled his eyebrows, body falling on top of yours. 

You huffed from his weight, all muscles and strong build pressing you against the bed. You sighed just thinking of when he started fucking you into the mattress, hoping it would happen soon. As soon as his face got close to yours, you could smell yourself on his breath, feeling your cheeks heat up. 

The sight of your red face made Jeongguk stop, smile and stare at you. You shook your head, warning him to not say anything, making his smile bigger. You stayed like that for what felt like ages, staring at each other. You touched the side of his face with gentle fingers, pushing his sweaty hair off his forehead, tracing the small scar on his cheekbone, wiping your release from the little mole he had under his bottom lip.

There were words you wanted to say, confessions you wanted to make, but it was too soon and it was most likely the result of the endorphins released with your climax. That and the loving way Jeongguk was looking at you. 

“Kiss me.” 

You asked again, whispering the words. 

Jeongguk complied, lips capturing yours in a gentle kiss. The moving of his lips was careful, affectionate, showing you how precious you were to him. You parted your lips and looked for his tongue, the unmistakable taste of you was heavy in his mouth, making you sigh and kiss him harder. 

You hugged him by his middle, fingertips tracing the muscles of his back, the dip of his spine, the little dimples right above the elastic band of his underwear. You had the sudden urge to squeeze his ass, you had seen how round and plump it was tonight, on his leather pants, but you didn’t know if he’d be into that. You settled for squeezing his hips instead, which he read as you asking him to rut against you. 

You definitely didn’t complain about that. 

Your kiss grew heated as he rolled his hips against yours, the fabric of his boxers feeling a little uncomfortable against your naked core. 

“Guk.” you sighed, nails sinking into his skin in the way you already knew he liked. 

“Ready for more?” he asked with a grunt, holding you harder against him, hips never stopping their rutting. 

“Mhmm, please.” 

With one last kiss to your cheek, Jeongguk pulled away from you and you instantly felt cold without the warmth of his skin against yours. You watched him with half lidded eyes as he got out of his bed and pulled his boxers down, without a shred of shame. You could understand why, as there wasn’t anything about him that would mess with his confidence. 

Jeongguk was big. Long, thick and a little curved; you just knew he would feel so good inside of you. You had been right before, the tip of his cock was almost the exact same shade as his lips, just a little darker than the rest of him. Standing up and tall, bobbing heavily as he walked to the wardrobe on the other side of the room and looking through his stuff. 

“You don’t keep your condoms next to your bed?” you asked, amused, as you sat up to watch his back –and his ass–. 

“Do you?” 

“I don’t fuck in the house.” you shrugged. “Well, I guess I didn’t.” 

“I didn’t either.” 

Jeongguk turned and walked back to the bed, hard cock in one hand and a square foil pack in the other. He kneeled on the mattress, scooting closer to you as you stayed seated. You wanted to bat his hand away and touch him yourself, but his tattooed hand looked so good wrapped around his shaft that you kept your eye on it. 

“Think you’ll change that?” you asked and he grinned. 

“If you let me, yeah.” his hand was moving up and down, squeezing, and in slow strokes. The more he touched himself, the more precum leaked from the swollen tip. “Do you like watching?” 

“I like watching you.” you said, gaze moving up to his gorgeous face. 

He smiled and touched your face with his free hand, thumb caressing your cheek. You watched the other one again, taking note of the way his movements sped up as he reached just under his cockhead, squeezing, leaking more of the off-white liquid. Jeongguk swiped it with his middle and pointer finger, saying:

“Open your mouth for me.” 

You moaned before doing as he said, parting your lips for him to bring his tattooed fingers into your mouth. Jeongguk pressed them down on your tongue, eyebrow arching as you didn’t gag the more he pushed them to the back of your throat, spreading his precum on your tongue. 

Wrapping your lips around his fingers, you licked between and around then, pushing them all the way down to the knuckle and swallowing around them. Jeongguk whined again, rough and deep, eyes almost closing completely as he watched you. 

“That’s– Yeah, fuck.” 

Pulling his fingers out of your mouth with a pop, you said: “Blushing isn’t my only talent.” 

“Lay back down, please.” 

Jeongguk sounded exhausted, making you giggle as you did what he said, leaning back against your elbows. His neck and chest were red and you could almost see the veins on his cock pulsing. Feeling a lot more comfortable and not so shy, you spread your legs for him once more, hands cupping your breasts and rolling your thumbs on your nipples. 

“Jesus–” he was watching you as he ripped the condom pack with his teeth. “You’re gonna end me and I’m not even inside you yet.” 

“Can I help with that?” 

He nodded and let you take the condom from him. As you pinched the tip of the latex material and skillfully rolled it down his shaft, Jeongguk brought his spit-covered fingers to your core, not wasting time in pushing the tips of the digits into you. He was careful and gentle, but didn’t stop until both fingers were deep inside of you. 

You fell backwards as your job was done, basking in the happiness of feeling so full and stretched out around his fingers. 

“Look how good you take my fingers.” he spoke more to himself than to you, scissoring his fingers to open you up as you clenched. “So pretty.” 

“That feels so good.” you sighed, moving your hips to push him deeper into you. “My god, your fingers already feel like too much–” 

“Think you can take my cock?” his head cocked to the side, in that challenging way that brought goosebumps all over your skin. 

“Yes, baby, I’m ready.” you nodded your head vehemently, sitting up again, which made his fingers slip out of you. 

“Wait, I’m still–” he was laughing at your eagerness as you rose to your knees and threw your arms around his shoulders, looking for his lips to kiss him. “Baby, what are you doing? Why’d you get up?” 

“I want to ride you.” you told him, holding his face and kissing his lips repetitively. 

Jeongguk’s hands slid down your back, grabbing your ass so hard it made you hiss and bite his bottom lip in retaliation. You really missed his lip ring, but maybe it was a good thing it was off for now. He groaned from the pain, hips thrusting forward as he rubbed his cock against your stomach. 

“You sure?” he asked and you nodded. 

“Go sit.” 

He did as you asked him to, moving to the headboard of his bed, comfortably sitting with his sweaty back against it. You crawled to him, throwing one leg over each side of his hips, holding onto his shoulders as you hovered. Jeongguk took his opportunity when your tits were on his face and swiped his tongue on your nipple, making you yelp and sink down a little harder than you intended to, making his cock slip away from your entrance. 

“Behave!” you giggled, hitting his chest. “I’m trying to fuck you here.” 

“Sorry, sorry.” he laughed, head being thrown back and away from your chest. 

You took his cock in your hand, feeling it’s weight at the slippery feel of the protection around it, lining it up with your entrance as you sunk down slowly. The stretch was a lot greater than Jeongguk’s fingers before, felt so good your head fell forward and you closed your eyes shut. 

“Keep going, baby, you’re doing so well.” he praised you, hands smoothing up and down your legs. 

He was patient with you, letting you get used to being so full of him, allowing you to sink down at your own pace. No matter how hard he was breathing, how much he was biting his bottom lip or pressing his fingers on your thighs to control himself. 

When he was finally in all the way, you pushed out a shaky breath, leaning in to rest your forehead against his shoulder. Jeongguk held the back of your head, massaging your scalp, kissing where he could reach of your shoulder and neck. 

“You feel so tight around me, pretty… Knew you would.” he praised, free hand rubbing your back. “Take your time, want you to feel good too.” 

“I feel good, Guk.” you assured him with a sigh. “So full–”

Jeongguk kept kissing you and caressing your skin, but his legs were flexing under you as you did nothing besides cockwarm. You had an orgasm already, but the poor man had been filled with adrenaline after his fight, was being teased for a long time, and he was still being patient and careful with you. 

It only made you want to fuck him even more. 

Your first move was the rock of your hips back and forth; as you knew it was a little curved, you also knew it would feel good when hitting your gspot. And it did. Maybe too good, too fast, making you whine in oversensitivity, so you changed movements. Jeongguk let you test what felt good for you, letting out moans of his own whenever you tried something new and clenched around him. 

You were swiveling your hips in full circles when it felt really good, but not too good, which was allowing you to think straight and make it nice for the two of you. Jeongguk took hold of your ass, palming the cheeks, squeezing them as he kissed all over your collarbones and neck. 

His teeth scraped at your skin and you trembled, saying:

“No biting.” you warned and he cried out as if in great pain. “You can’t mark me up, baby–”

“But you’re mine.” he said, hips snapping up once as his hands on your ass pushed you down on his cock. You whimpered in pleasure, nails sinking in on his chest where they were resting. “Wanna mark you up.” 

“People might see.” you justified, lifting your body on your knees so you could work yourself out on his cock, starting with up and down movements. “And ask questions.” 

“Tell them you’re mine–” 

Jeongguk was a little delirious, clearly, which made you giggle between moans. “My brother is going to be very happy to know his friend is fucking his little sister.” 

“I mean, I wouldn’t tell him right now–” 

You laughed harder, shaking your head and touching the side of his face to bring him in for a kiss. If he couldn’t talk, he wouldn’t spill crazy ideas. And Jeongguk kissed you back; intense, hard, all tongue and teeth and lips and you really fucking missed his lip ring. 

“Pretty, you’re doing great and all, but I really need to fuck you now.” he begged against your lips, bitting your bottom one and pulling on it. “Can I?” 

“Haven’t you been fucking me?” you asked with a frown. 

To that, he answered you with a smug little smile and a wink. 

Not saying anything else, Jeongguk flipped you around, making your back hit the mattress as he was on top of you, cock still buried deep inside your pussy. You squealed and hugged him by the shoulders until you situated yourself. 

“Now I’m gonna fuck you.” he said, lips touching your jaw, making their way to your neck. “Do you have a safeword?” 

“Don’t overestimate yourself.” 

Jeongguk laughed against your skin while his hips pulled all the way back and pushed all the way in, so hard and fast your full body rocked and you yelped. The man on top of you was clearly proud of himself while you tried to take a breath in between thrusts. You held onto his biceps as he rose with his hands flat on the bed, next to your ribs, just so he could look at you while he fucked you, as hard as his silent promises. 

Your breasts were jiggling as he kept that same pace, your nails sinking into his skin, his hips hitting yours hard enough that the slapping and squelching sounds of you swallowing him were rivaling your moans. 

“Keep your eyes on me.” he demanded, making your eyes snap open. “Good girl.” 

“Fucking– Guk!” 

Upping his pace when you didn't even know it was possible, you couldn’t do anything other than lay there and take it. And fuck did you take it, clenching and sucking him back in every time he pulled almost all the way out. The headboard of the bed was banging against the wall, which made you glad you were alone because there was no way Namjoon wouldn’t hear all that noise if he was home. 

Jeongguk’s thrusts became inconsistent and sloppy when sweat was already covering the two of you. 

“Touch yourself.” he told you with a sharp gasp. “Make yourself cum on my cock.” 

You nodded, slipping one hand between your bodies to roll and rub at your clit as the other rested on the back of his neck to pull him down into a kiss. Jeongguk complied, licking into your mouth, kissing you better than you could kiss him. You were moaning so much that you basically laid there with your lips parted, tongue trying to keep up with his. 

His lips latched onto your wet muscle and he sucked on your tongue with little noises of appreciation; that and the hitting of your gspot by the tip of his cock each time he dragged it in and out of you, and the quick way your fingers were playing with your swollen clit, you clenched harder and released all over his cock. 

Your whole body trembled and you pulled on his hair so hard he cried out, basking in the clenching and pulsing of your cunt around him, Jeongguk reached his end with the shockwaves of your own orgasm. You were disappointed you couldn’t feel him filling you up, but it was much too soon for that. 

Goosebumps covered your skin as heat kept spreading all through your body. You held onto Jeongguk as he collapsed on top of you, arms going under yours as his face hid on your neck. 

“That was so good.” you giggled, mind a little foggy, breath completely unpaced. 

“You were amazing.” he said into your neck, nuzzling into your skin. “I could pass out right now.” 

“That does sound good, but we need to talk.” 

JUNE 23RD | 04:16

When Jeongguk got too lazy to change his sheets, after the two of you stained it with sweat and other bodily fluids, the two of you moved to your bedroom instead. It felt a little unbelievable that you had Jeongguk laying on your bed, under the sheets, wearing nothing but cotton shorts he used to sleep. 

It was even more surprising that you were wearing one of his shirts and nothing else. 

Even though it was late and the sun was almost up, the boy ate away his sleep, –quite literally, alongside a chunky ham sandwich he gave you bites of– and the two of you agreed to talk about everything you saw tonight. 

You were laying on his chest, the only light in the room was your bedside lamp on the lowest setting. As your fingertips traced the healing scratch on his chest, you asked:

“Why do you do this?” 

“I need the money.” was all he said at first. But you could read it in his frown and the small pout on his lips that there was more he was thinking about. So you nodded and let him continue. “Do you think it’s easy to be part of our group? To not feel like an outcast? I was tired of looking at the price tag before ordering a plate of food at the noodle place, I couldn’t afford the same type of clothes the hyungs wear… After the flood I had nothing.” 

It hurt you to hear how much this was hurting him. You felt ashamed that you had never really thought about Jeongguk hanging out with your brother and his fancy music equipment, or Hoseok and his SUPREME jackets, and even Taehyung and his Gucci slippers. 

Especially not since he lost most of his things during the rain that ravaged Seoul. 

Bothered by the silence that was installed, he continued:

“Your brother gave me a place to live and I have my job at Bangtan, but when clients come in they don’t ask for me, not if Hope and Suga are available.” you could tell there wasn’t resentment in his tone, but sorrow. “And things are slow over there as it is.” 

“So that’s it, then? This is all about money?” your voice was quiet, still tracing small patterns on his stomach, feeling him breathe in and out. 

“That’s how it started, yes.” he nodded, hugging you a little tighter. “But I’m good at it, I’m really good, you saw me. The money is good, and I need it, so why not.”

Because it’s dangerous, is what you wanted to say. You hated to see the bruising on his body, the scratches, you hated how scared you felt when you saw him in that ring last night. But this wasn’t about you or your worries.

“You said Mingyu is your friend, and that it wasn’t a real fight.” you repeated what he told you at the bus stop. “What did you mean by that?”

“It was a real fight, technically, we did… hit each other.” he eyes you carefully, hoping for a reaction, but you schooled your face to try and not look affected. “But some of those fighters have real bad blood against each other. If you’re good at it, you’ll piss people off. They’ll come for you really hard.”

“So that was you and Mingyu going easy on each other?!” you gasped, lifting your body up to look at his face. 

“Yeah, I went really easy on him, actually.” Jeongguk told you, pulling the covers a little higher over the both of you. He had that smug smile on the corner of his lips again. 

“You almost broke his wrist.” you insisted, eyes wide. 

“I wouldn’t actually break it.” he assured you as his smirk turned into a soft smile, pointer finger boobing your nose. “Mingyu wanted to tap out of the fight. I just gave him a reason to.”

“What? Why?!” you couldn’t stop being shocked, which was highly amusing to the man as he chuckled at your reactions. 

“He got wind that one of the people there tonight bet on him. Someone he doesn't like.” Jeongguk explained, tracing a soft line from your forehead, down your nose and lips. “Mingyu didn’t want the guy to get the money, so we knew he would lose the fight before it even started.”

“Oh.”

Jeongguk watched you for a while, giving you time to process everything, which you were thankful for. You were also content by the fact he was touching you so much. His arm was wrapped around your waist, keeping your body pressed against his, and the other hand was on your face, caressing your cheek, pushing your hair behind your ear, thumb tracing your bottom lip. 

You were never with someone as touchy as him, but you were quickly getting used to it. 

“I’m actually kinda upset that the first time you saw me fight wasn’t real.” he said with a smile and a scrunch of his nose that made him look like a bunny. 

“Don’t tell me you wanted me to be impressed?” you scoffed, giving his finger a little bite. 

“Were you?” his eyebrows rose comically.

“No.”

“You’re blushing.” he giggled, squeezing you a little harder and shaking you to make you laugh too. 

“I’m always blushing, shut up.” you rolled your eyes, unable to stop a smile. But there was something else you wanted to know, so you rested your hand on his chest and your chin on the back of it and said: “That day I picked you up at the bus stop… Did that happen during a fight?” to explain your words, you traced the little scar on his shoulder. “Someone you have bad blood with?”

“Yeah, something like that. You’re not supposed to bring knives to a hand fight.” Jeongguk said with a sigh. 

“But someone did?”

“Wonho. He fights there too, that's how I know him and Kihyun.” he told you and this time you weren’t so shocked. “Wonho does it for sport, he actually has family money. He challenged me that night that I got hurt, I guess he was pissed about what happened at The Warehouse and wanted a clean match.”

“It obviously wasn't clean.” you could see yourself getting mad, and so did Jeongguk, so he craned his neck to peck your lips. 

“No. When Hatter saw Wonho had a knife on him they took him out of the ring. He's suspended right now, or he might’ve been there tonight.” 

“Glad that he wasn’t.” 

Jeongguk reached for the side of your face again, leaving small kisses on your lips, as if to distract you when he said: “You shouldn't have been there either.”

“Men keep telling me I shouldn't be in places and it's really starting to piss me off.” you pulled away from him, going as far as sitting up. 

“Yeah, but this isn't like The Warehouse. It's a different kind of bad.” he told you with serious eyes. “If your brother even gets a hint that you went somewhere like this, because of me, he'd kick me out of the house before kicking my ass.” 

“Does he know?” you wondered, not sure Namjoon would be okay with Guk fighting, much less in an underground secret club. 

“No, and he can't know, no one can.” that clearly worried him as he sat up against your headboard. “Well, just you now.”

“And Taehyungie.”

“Right.”

“He's the one who found the password for The Circle website, so we could get the address–” you told him, but stopped when his eyebrows raised and mouth parted. 

“What?! I thought you just followed me there... How much do you know about the circle?” he wanted to know. 

“Actually, I didn’t know you’d be there. I don’t know much, we just got the address.” you said, not really wanting to get into everything you could guess about the place. 

“Forget about it, okay?” Jeongguk insisted, holding your face so you’d look into his eyes. “Just. Let it go.”