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At this point sexual gratification seemed impossible to achieve.

The amount of times you’ve tried to get yourself off the usual porn videos or even going as far as to calling up a past booty call is astounding and yet, for some reason, you can’t seem to tip off that metaphorical edge.

You don’t know how your old booty call used to get you off because every time he’d finally stick his dick into you he’d ejaculate and leave you high and dry.

Sexual frustration is never good. But it’s especially not good when it’s so near finals week.

You can feel the steady throb of an on-coming headache beginning to form at the base of your skull but you’re far from being done with studying. In fact, you’ve read about three lines from the damn text book and none of the words have stuck in your brain long enough for you to decipher what the hell they actually meant.

“Fuck Freud.”

“Jeez, what’d Freud ever do to you?”

Jungkook is an annoying piece of shit. Even more annoying than his speech, though, is that shit-eating grin he always has plastered across his stupidly handsome face. It’s the brows, you’ve come to realize. The strong brows that frame his face and make him look devilishly handsome.

So handsome, that you can’t help but think about how they’d probably furrow in concentration while he stuck his face between your legs. Or maybe they’d knit together as he fucked you into your mattress, his body covered with sweat and teeth bared as he clenched his jaw-

Fuck. You need to get laid.

“He’s a phony. Sigmund Freud? More like Sigmund Fraud.”

“I meant personally.”

“He gave me a headache… Or maybe that was just you.”

It was definitely Freud but you can’t deny that his presence made a certain part of you throb restlessly. Again, it’s the brows.

“You sure it’s Freud that’s got your knickers in a twist? I heard the tavern’s gone dry recently.”

“Nobody says that you fucking dweeb. Now get away from me before I stab you with my pen.”

“Feisty. Not gonna lie, I’m not really into submitting but for you – I can make an exception, no problem.”

“The only thing you’ll be submitting to me is the paper you were supposed to turn in two days ago for chem. I can’t keep covering for your ass, Jeon.”

Being a TA for your chem class was definitely not something you were too fond of doing but it seemed as you didn’t have a choice. The position was handed to you your second semester simply because the professor liked you and your work ethic. Little did he know that your work ethic was only a façade. You were a great student; you just didn’t have to work so hard to get that title.

“Let me fuck the stress out of you. Pay you back for all the times you covered my ass or whatever.”

“Two questions; what makes you think you can make me cum? And why would that benefit me in any way?”

“Two answers; I eat pussy like a pro and not to mention my stroke game is far from week. Answer two; you get the nut you’ve been looking for.”

It’s an appealing offer, considering your dry spell. You were tired of having having your partners nut before you did and honestly, Jungkook is not the worst person to have put their dick into you.

“I have a big dick.” He offers, seeing your expression.

“Not what Jessica said.”

“Okay so it’s average but its quality over quantity, is it not?”

“I’m not worried about inches, Jeon. I’m worried about said ‘stroke game’. But I’m desperate and you’re willing, so, meet me after class at my place. Bring condoms or I’ll kick your ass.”

…

You have no idea why you’re trying so damn hard.

You never bothered in shaving for your past booty calls, nor would you ever waste your precious lingerie (at least not the one that makes your ass look way bigger than it really is) and makeup wasn’t necessarily a priority considering you’d sweat it off but for some reason your skin is extra smooth, your body looks great and the lingerie looks amazing against your skin.

Your makeup is nothing special or over the top – you don’t even have eyeshadow on – but you looked fresh faced and ready to get dicked down.

Jungkook is right on time, four eager knocks on your front door have your heart racing and the back of your neck perspiring. You huff out a sigh before making your way towards your door, making sure it really is Jungkook and not your neighbor. You really didn’t feel like flashing Park Jimin from your psych class again. He stillgives you weird looks during class.

“Do you open the door for everyone wearing only lingerie or am I just special?”

“I mean… I flashed Jimin once but it was a mistake.”

“So what you’re saying is… I am special?”

You paused. You really had gone out of your way this time… But that was just because it’s your first time with him. You always try hard the first time… Right?

“Don’t flatter yourself. I’m wearing a night dress over it and I’m only wearing the lingerie because I don’t know when my next opportunity to wear this thing is gonna be. Now get in before Jimin sees.”

When the door shuts behind him, you can feel your heart beginning to race again. You don’t know when it had calmed down, or if it even had, but now it’s quick and painful in your chest and your stomach is beginning to knot and now your armpits are perspiring.

“So…”

“You look amazing… Oh and, uh, these are for you. I didn’t remember if you had said you liked dahlias or carnations so I just got you both…”

“You got me flowers?”

“Yeah… I mean, they were on sale and like the flower shop was close by so I figured… You’re not allergic or anything, right? I- I mean I could just like throw them away or-”

“Jungkook, it’s fine. Thank you.”

He hands them to you with a bunny smile, eyes crinkled at the sides and a soft blush across his cheekbones and the bridge of his nose. You felt the faint desire to kiss his nose… For some strange reason.

“Uh, can I get you something to drink or-?” Your question is muttered as you walk over to your kitchen to find a vase for the bouquet he had given you. A pretty mixture of pinks and reds sit nicely within the green plastic wrapped around the stems.

“No I’m okay… Are you?”

“Thirsty?”

“No, I mean, you look nervous… We don’t have to do this. I honestly didn’t think you’d agree to my offer…”

“No! Uh, I mean, no, I’m fine. I just… It’s just been a while I guess?”

He arches a brow, glancing down at your lingerie clad body before smirking. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”

It’s your turn to arch a brow, “what if I don’t want you to be gentle?” You don’t even get enough time to worry about the shock that crosses his face before his lips are on yours, hands immediately going to your ass and groping your cheeks through the sheer fabric of your nightdress.

His lips are warm and wet, or maybe it’s his tongue running against your bottom lip. Doesn’t matter, it feel nice. He feels nice. And he smells good. Kind of like citrus and post work out musk (but not in a gross way, surprisingly). You can feel his hands moving closer to your core as he pushes you back onto your counter. The flowers are long forgotten as he moves his lips down to your neck.

“You smell so good.” He practically moans into your neck, hot breath tickling the skin there. “So good… I could just eat you up.” You moan as he bites down on your neck before soothing it over with his tongue. The mixture of heat from his tongue and the cold of the breeze trickling through your window make your thighs rub together. An action that doesn’t go unnoticed by Jungkook seeing as he pulls away from your neck to lift you onto the counter. He uses his body to spread your thighs before he gets close to your face, “can I make you feel good?”

His face shows apprehension, wanting to see your confirmation not just hear it. You lick your lips before pecking the corner of his mouth. “Touch me, Jeon.”

The wicked grin that takes over his face makes excitement flood your body. His gaze is heavy and dark, black strands of hair almost meeting his lashes. “I’ll do you one better.” Before you can question him, he’s on his knees before you. His hands spread you wider and you almost feel the need to slam them shut.

“I told you I eat pussy like a pro. You gonna let me taste you?” You whimper at the proposition and nod, allowing him to do as he pleases. The minute his tongue hits your skin, your body jolts in shock. He’s not even at your core. His tongue is making its way up your inner thigh, first hot then cold, before he stops at the apex of your thighs.

“Quick question, what are your hard passes and your safe word?”

“That’s two questions and just don’t like… murder me or anything. Safe word is avocado.”

“Weird but okay. Another question, do you have any toys?”

You groan, wanting, no, needing him to just hurry up and stuff his face in your pussy.

“Show me what you can do with your mouth first.”

He sends you a grin before licking a fat stripe up your core over your lace panties. Your hips buck at the friction and you throw your head back accidentally hitting your head on the cabinet door. “Ow-oh! Fuck!” His tongue is moving steadily up and down your folds, having had moved your panties to the side.

“You taste so fucking good.” He murmurs against you, making you shudder at the vibrations.

“Could eat you all day.” He continues before going back down and sucking on your clit eliciting a squeak from you. He grins before pulling away and gripping your g-string and pulling harshly causing the fabric to rip and fall onto the ground.

“Hey! Those wer-oh, fuck, oh god, right there.”

He grins against your lips before curving his tongue into your tight hole, lapping up your arousal. He moves your legs over his shoulders, digging his face deeper into your pussy making his nose hit your clit as he ravishes you like an animal. His movements are frantic and his grip on your thighs is tight.

“Fuck! Jungkook –oh! Oh my god!” You’re practically screaming as you grind your hips against his face, somewhat concerned about his breathing but also too far gone in your own pleasure to actually be worried.

When he prods at your entrance, your thighs involuntarily close around his head but you relax almost immediately, whimpering in desire. You can feel him smirk against your skin as he inserts one finger, thrusting it in and out a few times before inserting another. He finds your spot almost immediately adding to your pleasure and when your thighs begin to shake, you grip his hair, stuffing him further into your pussy as your orgasm washes over you. You can feel him pull away from you but he quickly begins rubbing your clit with his thumb, helping you ride out your climax.

“Holy shit, Jeon. You weren’t kidding.” You pant, to which he responds with a greasy smile and a wink. His chin and nose are smeared with your arousal but he doesn’t seem to mind as he stands up and holds his hand out.

“You said you had toys?”

…

“Woah…”

“Don’t make fun of me, Jeon. I’ll kick you out.”

He has a look of astonishment as he looks over your arsenal of toys. There’s everything from handcuffs to anal beads to leather straps and whips. The whips are fairly vanilla and don’t really do much damage but they’re fun to play with sometimes.

“Wasn’t going to… Just don’t know where to start.” He punctuates his sentence with a grin and a gentle shove of your shoulder.

“But I think I want to see you in these.” You arch a brow at the collar and butt plug. The collar is a simple furry black one with a heart in the center and the tail is your Kitten Cream black and read fur butt plug. It’s not as cute as the pastel pink colored one you have (that one has a bow!) but it’s smaller in size. Considering you haven’t had anything up your ass in a while – the size is perfect. Or dare you say… Purrfect.

“You sure?”

He responds with a nod, moving closer to you and moving your hair away from your neck so he could put the collar on you. When it clicks on, he grins devilishly before leaning down. You can feel his breath fanning across your mouth; it’s an odd mix of mint and your pussy.

“You’re gonna let me make you my cute little kitten?”

You’re not usually one to let your partners have ownership over you – the butt plug and collar are for your own personal enjoyment – but the idea of being his makes your face flush and your thighs rub together.

“Make me yours.”

You can see his pupils dilate, tongue gliding across his bottom lip before he connects them you yours. “You’re so sexy.”

You grin at his words, letting him lead you back to your bed without your lips leaving his. “Gonna ruin you, my pretty little kitten. Gonna have your cute little holes so full.” You whimper at his plans, eyes fluttering shut as he bites down on your bottom lip. He’s hard against your thigh, grinding himself into you as he continues to nip at your lips and neck.

“Be a good little kitten for me and turn around. Ass up and face against the pillow.” You comply immediately, arching your back and spreading your legs revealing your bare pussy to him. He groans at the sight, fingers immediately finding themselves in your tight pussy. You squeal in delight as he thrusts his fingers in and out of you. He continues his ministrations for a while, fingertips brushing against your rough spot, before pulling out of you and delivering a hard smack to your ass, smiling to himself when it jiggles.

“Do you have the collar on yet?”

“Was kinda busy.” You breathe out, looking back at him. He only grins pulling you up by the waist. “Perfect. Face me.” You comply and sit down in front of him, tucking your legs beneath your butt. He thinks you look cute like that, eyes wide and questioning and lips slightly pouted.

He sends you a tiny smile before unclipping the collar and moving your hair back so he can wrap the furry straps around your neck. When he clips it in place, his eyes move up to yours, “good?” You nod. He copies.

He licks his lips when he looks back down at the tail lying next to you. “You got lube?” You nod and point to your side table. He arches a brow but reaches for it nonetheless. “I got it out before you got here.” You explain. He chuckles and shakes his head, “hey you don’t have to explain your reasoning for having lube lying around.” He’s teasing you but it makes your cheeks heat up regardless. “Stop it, you dick. I rarely put anything in my ass.” He hums out an ‘okay’ but looks unbelieving. You huff and cross your arms indignantly only earning a bubbly giggle from him. “Don’t do that!”

You feel your lips part in confusion, “what’d I do?!”

“You’re being cute!”

“I’m not cute! I’m sexy.”

You watch his eye darken and his lips twitch, “that you are.” His fingers reach for your bra strap, tugging at his before pulling it to the side so it’s sliding down your arm. He does the same to the other before looking back into your eyes. “Face down. Ass up.” You comply.

You look back at him just in time to see him grab the tail from beside you. He’s licking his lips as he pops open the cap of the lube. His eyes flicker towards your face for a second before he lifts the bottle and squirts a glob of lube onto your puckered hole. You flinch at the cold but you barely have enough time to dwell on it before he’s rubbing in the lube with his thumb. You can feel him gently prodding at your hole but he doesn’t enter you.

Instead, you can feel him nudging the toy into you. You bite your lip at the intrusion. It’s been a while since you’ve put anything into your ass and it does feel a bit weird, at least until you feel his fingers at your clit. The soft circles he’s rubbing onto your clit mixed with the plug fully entering you has your eyes rolling back and a moan leaving your lips.

“Wait, fuck, that’s actually so hot.” He pulls the tail gently making you keen and shove your face further into your pillow. “Yeah, fuck, that’s hot.” Moving his hands from the tail, they make their way onto your ass, gently massaging the skin before landing a hard smack, watching as it jiggles. “You’re so hot.”

You moan in response, wiggling your hips so he can just fuck you already. You can feel the soft fur of the tail tickle your thighs before you feel his fingers spreading your thighs so he can settle himself between them. “You ready, pretty kitten?” Unable to speak, you settle for nodding hoping he’ll get to it.

Instead of his dick like you had wanted, you get another hard smack on your backside, making the plug in your ass move. “Fuck! Yes! Yes! I’m ready, oh my god!”

“Good kitten.”

With that, he moves the tail so it settles on your back before guiding his swollen head against your lips, lubricating it before slamming into you. You squeal at the intrusion, fingers fisting your sheets. The sudden stretch is nothing short of intense, especially with the plug – you feel so full. Thankfully, he gives you some time to adjust, reaching in front of you to toy with your clit. “Fuck, move, please.”

He refuses with a harsh smack to your clit before bending down next to your face, “sluts like you don’t call the shots here. Got it?” His words should disgust you but instead of pushing him off of you, your pussy gushes out more arousal. “Now be a good girl for your master and touch yourself for me.”

You immediately reach down to toy with your clit, moaning when he finally begins to pull out of you. “You’re so fucking wet. Look at you, taking my fat cock with your greedy little pussy.” His words only make you gush, squelching sounds filling the room when he thrusts back into you with force.

“You’re so hot, oh fuck.” He thrusts back into you again before smacking your ass, making your thighs clench. “F-feel so good, ma-ster.” The pleasure makes you dizzy and your hands are unable to keep moving against your clit, so you go back to fisting your sheets.

He shifts slightly, setting his foot next to your knee before tugging at the tail again. The movement makes you squeal again, pleasure overriding your senses and making your eyes roll back. “Look at you, drooling onto your pillow. Feel too good, kitten?” You can feel saliva pooling in your cheek and spilling down from your lips as he grabs a fistful of your hair, making you arch your back. “I asked you a question.” He growls.

Still too deep in your pleasure, you don’t reply. Your silence makes him growl and pull you flush against his chest. “Look at me.” You whimper when you turn back to him, he’s still thrusting into you but he’s slowed down a considerable amount. “Since you like to drool all over the sheets, why don’t you open your mouth for your master?” Your mind is hazy as you process his request but you open your mouth nonetheless.

His own mouth shuts as he gathers up enough spit before he grabs your cheek harshly and leans down. He pauses when he’s close, as if making sure you want to go through it. You whimper before speaking, “spit in my mouth, master.” He shuts his eyes and thrusts into you harshly before opening them again and tilting your chin upwards. You stick your tongue out as he puckers his lips, the glob of spit beginning to spill out from between his lips. You moan when his spit hits your tongue, a string of saliva connecting from his bottom lip to your tongue.

He watches you closely as you play with his spit before leaning up to kiss him. He gladly kisses you back, hand tightening around your throat as his thrusts falter slightly. When you pull away, strings of spit of drizzling down your chin and slowly severing from your lips as you pull further away.

“Swallow your gift, kitten.” You pause for a second, looking him in the eyes before swallowing and sticking your tongue out to show him. He groans at your empty mouth before leaning forward and sucking on your tongue. When he pulls away, he pecks your lip before letting go of you and letting you fall back onto the pillow.

The second your face meets the fabric, he begins pounding into you making you squeal in pleasure.

“Feel good, kitten?”

“Y-es! Fuck, yes, you feel so good!” Your neighbors are probably going to hate you tomorrow but you can barely focus on caring about that when Jungkook starts hitting that one good spot. “Fuck!”

Your orgasm is blinding, muscles tensing as your walls convulse around him. You swear you black out for a little bit because when you come to again, Jungkook is letting out an animalistic growl, grabbing your hips hard enough to bruise before tensing behind you and groaning. You can feel hot spurts of cum filling you up and it makes you feel oversensitive, thighs clenching in attempts to get him off.

“Fuck, that was so hot.” He mutters. You can feel him softening inside of you so he pulls out, gasping when he sees cum drizzling from your used cunt.

“What?!”

“Oh my god the condom broke! Shit, I’m so sorry I- I di-”

“Oh. Yeah, I know, I felt it.”

He’s visibly pale, eyes wide and lips parted in a quiet gasp.

“Dude, it’s fine. I’m clean and on the pill.”

You can see him visibly relax before he flings the condom into the trash bin. “That was scary.”

It’s silent for a few seconds before he turns to you, shit-eating grin on his face. “What, nerd?”

“I made you squirt.”

“What?!” You knew your orgasm had been intense but you didn’t realize you had squirted. Now that you got a full view of him and your bed sheets though, you could see the puddle and the fact that his lower region is too wet for it to just be arousal and cum.

“Oh my god, that’s so embarrassing!”

The look on his face is of genuine confusion. “What? Why is that embarrassing?! That’s the reason I came so hard.”

“Gee thanks.”

“Oh and I guess your pussy feels good too… Oh and your ass is really nice to look at…” You snort as his confession and shove him lightly, “shut up, loser.” He only grins, shrugging slightly. “Was I, uh, good too or…?”

“Dude, I didn’t even know I could squirt.”

For some reason, your heart flutters when you see the cute smile spread across his face. He looks cute, nose scrunched and cheeks an adorable rosy color. “Don’t ‘dude’ me I just fucked your brains out.”

“Oh, sorry, was it… Master?”

An adorable red flush kisses his cheeks and he tries to hide it by shoving his face into the pillow. “Ew, your drool is on my cheek.” His voice is muffled by the fabric but you snort anyway.

“You literally just spit in my mouth – I think we’re past that.”