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The sunlight was streaming through the window, filling the room with a soft golden glow. And Jungkook slowly opened his eyes.
He was still half asleep, his mind still fuzzy with the memories of the previous night.
He turned his head to find Anya still asleep next to him, her bare back towards him.
His gaze slid down and he saw that she was sleeping wrapped only in a sheet that was only up to her waist.
His eyes roamed over her bare skin, drinking in every dip and curve of her body.
He inched closer, unable to resist the urge.
He slowly wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. His mind was still filled with the events of the last night.
His lips found the nape of her neck, softly planted kisses there. He inhaled her scent, it was driving him insane.
She stirred slightly but didn't wake up.
He didn't stop, his lips moving down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses. He slowly tugged the sheet down, exposing her bare back to his eyes.
His eyes roamed over her body and he saw the hickeys and red and purple bite marks on her shoulder.
The realization that she was now his, completely and utterly, filled him with a primal possessiveness.
His hand roamed over her skin, his touch was light but possessive.
He moved her hair aside and started placing gentle kisses on her shoulders, his lips moving up to her ear.
"Wake up, baby," he whispered, his voice a low rumble.
She groaned softly, her face burying into the pillow.
He chuckled softly, his hand moving to her waist, gently rolling her onto her back. But she turned to him, buried her face in his bare chest, wrapping her hand around his waist.
His heart skipped a beat as he felt her breast pressed against his chest.
He gently pushed her hair away from her face, revealing her sleepy expression. Her face was relaxed in sleep, and her lips were pouty, he couldn't resist the urge to kiss them.
He leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on her lips, they were soft and warm. But she didn't respond, staying still in sleep.
He smiled, his fingers tracing the contour of her cheek, the curve of her jaw, and then down her neck. He continued to observe her face, seeing the tiny mole on her right cheek and forehead, and the subtle pout of her lips. She was incredibly beautiful.
But her peaceful sleep wasn't enough for him...he wanted her to wake up, he wanted her eyes to flutter open and look at him, he wanted her full attention.
