Jungkook: Don’t play coy with me. You wanted me to see you. You want me to lust after you.
The way he says those luscious words, whispering them into her ear. His hand trails from her neckline down her chest, carefully slipping down the crevice between her breasts before sliding down my dress… right between her legs. She suck her bottom lip, and his hold on her waist tightens in response.
Jungkook: Tell me you hate me. Say it out loud because your eyes and your body will betray you.
His fingers rub her pussy right through the fabric in such a delicious way she is overcome by the very lust she meant to instill in him. And it infuriates her. She hate the way he makes her feel so powerless, so… aroused.
Jungkook: You want this. Admit it. he groans, pushing his hard-on against her thigh “You like my touch.”
His hands slither underneath her dress, pulling it up so he can find his way to her panties, so he can slide them aside and play with her bare pussy. The look on his face is devious, dirty. As though he knows he’s in control, and he’s enjoying every second of it.
He leans in closer until his breath skims over her sensitive skin. His lips hover over her, her breath faltering as he inches closer. The heat is electrifying, and there’s an undeniable magnetic pull between them. Right now, she wants nothing more than for him to kiss her. And she hates herself for it. The sound of his zipper coming down forces her to finally come to her senses. He’s manipulating her thoughts, her emotions, her body, and she can’t let him.
Y/n pov: He bought me like some animal. He’s a monster.
In a moment of clarity, y/n brings her hand up and slaps him. Hard. He stops and stares at her, and for a second, she wonders if he’s going to hurt her now. The look on his face has changed to something dark. But then he suddenly laughs. She frown and lean back.