Anything He Wants....(Taekook)
Life
It's been six months since I've seen Jungkook, and I'm so excited I can barely sit still.
He grew up with my dad, and he's been a part of my life since the day I was born, but the way I feel about him is anything but Platonic.
I know he's more than twice my age and that I really shouldn't feel this way about someone who watched me grow up,
But the holè wants what the holè wants, and mine most definitely wants him.
I thought once I turned eighteen that I would act on it, but one thing led to another with his career as a professional poker player,
And now I'm nineteen, a completely untouched Virgîn, and more than ready to make my feelings known.
It's been pure hell following his career online, seeing all the beautiful women that surround him and not being able to do a goddamn thing about it.
I'm hórny, a little bit grumpy, and willing to do anything to get Jungkook's çock inside me.
When the doorbell rings, I'm on my feet and running down the stairs before my parents even have time to get up.
I yell as I pass the living room and race down the hall. When I open the door and see Jungkook's gorgeous face,
I let out a happy squeal and throw myself in his strong arms.
I know it's completely inappropriate, and I also don't give a damn.
He gives a deep laugh and wraps his arms around me.
I say, not even bothering to play coy about it. I squeeze him tighter and bury my face in his neck, breathing in the comforting, familiar scent of him.
God, I've missed the smell of his cologne. I may have bought a bottle of it after he left and sprayed it on my pillow
So I can smell him while I Fûck myself at night. I don't mention this to him. Instead,
I enjoy every second of being in his arms and then let out an irritated groan when he sets me down and takes a step back.
His black eyes run over me, and my heart gives a leap at the raw lust in his eyes before he scrubs a hand over his face and hides the heat away.
I saw it, though, and it makes me feel downright giddy. Maybe this won't be as difficult as I feared it would be.
Jungkook
I missed you too, kiddo,
He says, rubbing my head like I'm not a fully grown man who's dying to be fuçked by him.
Ahn bo hyun
Hey, you made it,
My dad says from behind me.
grin
I must look as pissed off as I feel because jungkook shoots me an amused grin before stepping into the house to follow my dad.
I trail after them, trying to come up with a plan to get Jungkook alone. My nipplés are rock hard,
And I soaked through my underwear while he was hugging me, so now I'm all revved up with nothing to do but wait.
Following them into the kitchen, I hang back and lean against the counter, never taking my eyes off jungkook.
The black T-shirt he's wearing is accentuating all that hard muscle, and I smile when I see the deck of cards in his back pocket.
He's always carrying around a deck of cards, and seeing that worn, rectangular outline over one firm-as-hell àss cheek causes an immediate reaction in my body.
I swear if we were alone, I'd already had my shorts pulled off and my knees spread wide.
His deep laugh has me yanking my eyes from his ass to meet his very amused grin.
Well, damn, he'd caught me eye-fuçking him, and there was no use in even denying it, so
Instead I smile at him and lift myself so I'm no longer leaning against the counter. Knowing I was going to see him today,
I'd worn my thinnest tshirt, the one I know doesn't do shît to hide nîpples.
I feel a rush of victory when his eyes run hungrily over my body, stopping to take in my obvious, taut nipplés.
His jaw is clenched tightly, and when I see him curl his hands into fists, I make sure my parents aren't looking before sliding my fingers under my tshirt.
I have his entire attention now, and I can't deny the rush of power it gives me.
His black eyes meet mine, and I can see the obvious Don't you fûcking dare! warning in them, but I ignore it.
I give him a wink and start to slide my tshirt up, grateful that my parents have their heads buried in the fridge
While they rummage around for leftovers. Forcing myself to slow down, I tease him,
Showing him inch by slow inch until my chest are exposed. Still I didn't show my nîpples ,
I know he's getting a perfect shot of my rosy nipplés and areolae. I can feel my hard nipplés straining against the tshirt, begging to be sucked.
jungkook holds himself perfectly still, but I can feel the tension rolling off him, and the dark look he's giving me is the closest I've ever come to getting fuçked.
It's like a caress all over my body, and before I pull my tshirt down, I run my fingers over my chest,
Giving my nipplés a good pinch that has him letting out a groan before I drop my shirt and my parents turn around.
why
My dad asks him, carrying a big plate of food to the counter.
Jungkook says, and I smile at how strained his voice sounds.
Jungkook
Just hungry all of a sudden.
Taehyung
Well, you've come to the right place,
I say, starting to feel downright giddy at how great my little seduction scheme is going.
If it continues to go this easily, then I'll be riding that çock in no time at all. He doesn't say anything,
Just watches me with those sexy, black eyes like he's trying to figure out what in the hell has happened.
I don't turn away. I want him to see how badly I need him, how my body is aching for him,
And how I'm more hungry for his çock than I have been for anything else in my life.
He finally looks away when my mom hands him a plate and steps aside so he can fill it.
I take the opportunity to run my eyes over his tattooed biceps, loving the way his shirt strains against his hard body.
When he's done, he surprises me by taking the barstool next to me. I hop up on mine instead of leaning against it and grab a roll off his plate to nibble on.
He raises a dark eyebrow at me, making me laugh before taking a big bite. I've always stolen food off his plate,
And he always pretends to be irritated by it, but I know for a fact that he grabs extra just so I can take it.
Jungkook
Looks like I'm not the only one who's hungry,
He says, too low for my parents to hear.
Taehyung
You have no idea,
I say. My parents leave the room, and as soon as they're gone, jungkook drops his fork and turns to me.
Jungkook
What the Fûck was that about, taehyung?
Taehyung
What was it about?
I ask, giving him a big, wide-eyed look of innocence.
Jungkook
Don't bûllshit me. Why'd you flash me your chest?
Taehyung
Because I wanted you to see them,
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