Jungkook: Are you wet for me, my love?
A response isn’t required, because her entire being shudders when I slip my fingers beneath her underwear. As I thought, she’s wet just because of me. Moisture coats my finger as I run it through her seam. Her excitement was so potent when my soul joined our fun last night. Did she imagine that it was my cock instead of my fingers? Did she wonder what it would feel like to be filled with two cocks at the same time? She will scream in both pain and pleasure, but will her eyes roll to the back of her head?
Will her own fingers traverse the planes of her body before finding purchase on her clit and rubbing it until she no longer knows the difference between life and death? She feels so right in my hands—soaked and trembling. Fuck, she has no idea how much she drives me mad, blind with need. I have craved her for so long that to finally have her is the most otherworldly experience.
Y/n: Please. she whispers
Being here with her, skin to skin, soul to soul, is invigorating. Last night we were both split in half, partly here and partly in the place where I wanted to worship her. Not true skin to skin, but soul to soul. We felt each other in the way that mattered. I run my nose along the column of her neck, breathing in deeply.
Jungkook: Your words.
Her breath catches like it does every time. I slip a finger inside of her and a soft moan leaves her lips that I want to capture and have on repeat forever. Her arms stay locked at her sides while the rest of her melts into me at the smallest touch. My fingers aren’t enough, I need to feel her whole body quake on my cock as I give her all the pleasure that she deserves.
Jungkook: Words. I warn
She blinks rapidly as I start picking up my momentum.
Y/n: What—
She hiccups when I thumb her clit, moving in slow circles that draw bliss and agony all over her features. She’s practically riding my hand, and her hypnotic groan makes me add another finger for her to wind herself upon. Her legs shake like she wants to take my fingers deeper as if she needs to be stretched even more than she was last night.
Jungkook: What do you want from me?
My night monster doesn’t wish to deny me. Does she know that she’s mine already? Has she submitted to me at last? The curve of her body is pressed so perfectly against mine. Hell could come between us, and I still wouldn’t move. I massage her heavy breasts as she trembles for more—more of the pleasure that only I can give her. She’s so breathtaking. Vulnerable and needy.
Dark brown hair tickles my hand as I mark my claim over her swollen flesh. How have I gone a thousand lifetimes without this pleasure? How have I kept my hands away from her for so long?
Jungkook: My dear Y/n, I told you already. I want everything.
I bite the soft skin of her neck and remove myself from her to hide once more, leaving her hunched over and gasping for breath.
I am a selfish lover. I have given her everything she needs without asking, but I will not give her what she wants unless the words come from her pink lips. She snaps upright, turning furiously as if I’m not standing right in front of her. The floorboards creak as she storms out into the living area, then the kitchen, as if I might be hiding in the pantry. Leaving her in a state such as this pains me just as much as it pains her.
When her pussy pulsed on my fingers as she came, I knew there was nothing else in this world that could compare. Y/n belongs to me, wholly and completely. And when the day comes that I claim her, every breath that she takes will belong to me. She crushes the letter in her hand as she whips open one of the drawers to pull out the orange plastic bottle. My body tenses as I watch her put one of the pills between her teeth, then flush it down with water.
Jungkook: Soon.
I promise even though she cannot hear me. Because soon, Y/n will be all mine.