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AUTHOR'S POV
The soft glow of moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting faint shadows across the room.
Jungkook gently laid her on the bed before covering her with the duvet...and stood at the edge of the bed, his fingers working the buttons of his shirt with deliberate slowness, his dark eyes never leaving YN.
When his shirt finally fell to the floor, revealing his toned chest....she couldn't help but stare at him , even in the dim lights he looked so fucking ethereal.
He smirked noticing her gaze on him and she quickly looked away, he climbed into bed beside her, the mattress dipping under his weight.
Without hesitation, he slipped beneath the sheets and pulled her close, her body fitting perfectly against his.
She was already under the sheets, her bare form hidden only by the fabric, her cheeks flushed with warmth.
His hand roamed along her waist, the tips of his fingers brushing over her skin with maddening gentleness. YN shivered, her breaths growing uneven as his lips found her neck.
He pressed soft, open-mouthed kisses along her throat, his tongue teasing the sensitive spots that made her body arch against him.
"Fuck.... I'm losing my senses sweetheart," he murmured, his voice a husky whisper against her ear.
Their bodies were warm and intertwined, a cocoon of shared heat and whispered breaths.
Jungkook's face was buried in the crook of YN's neck, his lips brushing lazily against her skin, savoring her softness.
His mouth trailed to her collarbone, the soft scrape of his teeth making her gasp,
"Sweetheart" He whispered between the nibbling and sucking....
"Hmm?"She hummed that sounded more like a moan....
"Should i leave?" he asked his voice low and filled with mischief.
Her eyes widened in panic, her chest tightening at the thought. The heat between them was unbearable, and the idea of him leaving now was almost too much to bear.
Without thinking, her hands moved, clutching his broad shoulders as though to anchor him in place. She pressed herself closer to him, her voice barely above a whisper.
"No.." She breathed ,her tone shaky but laced with desperation.
His lips curling into a mischievous smile....as he pulled her into another kiss.
The air around them felt charged, every touch and movement igniting a fire that spread through her veins.
She let out a shaky breath as his hand glided along her waist, his fingers leaving a trail of heat in their wake.
