KookieCakke | BTS JUNGKOOK x CUPCAKKE

03 - Sugar Is Just Sweet Salt

A/N: SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT

03 - Sugar Is Just Sweet Salt

The footsteps echoed up the concrete stair well. Cupcakke clutched the hand rail out of breath. She looked upwards at the tower of stairs.

"He could have at least taken the stairs instead of me." She huffed out.

Jungkook and Cupcakke manage to lose the others. Jungkook told everyone that he was incredibly tired and was going to go home before everyone else. With a bit of trickery, he managed to lose his handlers as well. Cupcakke had no problem ditching her scheduled driver. She gave an excuse that she wanted to see the Korean metro. The driver allowed for it. They texted each other to set up the details.

Jungkook would book a hotel room in the same hotel BTS was in but on a different floor, so he could say he had gotten lost once he returned to them. Cupcakke would come to that hotel room at a different time and from a different way. They mustn't be seen together. Once he was in the room he texted her the number. 710. And so--Cupcakke resumed her ascent up the stairs to the 7th floor of the building. She carefully opened the stairway's metal door. Looking from the small crack she made, she realized she was where the vending and ice machines were. She gently closed the door and began looking down the hall to figure out which numbers were increasing and decreasing.

"Where is... 710..?" She looked back and forth. She realized the way she needed to go and quickly made her way down the hall. It was cold as usual. Since she worked up a slight sweat it was colder than anticipated. She wrapped her hands around her arms, crossing them to keep the cold air from bothering her. Her heels on the carpet nearly sliding at her hurry to get to the room

She stood in front of the door unable to believe what she was doing. But she had already come so far. She swallowed her negative emotions and tapped lightly at the door. Her eyes locked on the hotel room number's plaque '710' to be sure she was correct.

The door opened swiftly, grabbing her by the arm, pulling her into the room. Jungkook shut the door and locked it with speed. Before Cupcakke could blink her eyes she was pressed against his body. The silence between them only being answered by shallow breaths. Cupcakke's mind was blank for the first time in a while. She was frozen by those tactical eyes dissecting every part of her essence--wondering where to start first. His black hair became a curtain for his eyes, amplifying their intensity. His peach lips cleaned of the lip-rouge were moist. He had been licking his lips for quite some time while waiting for his snack to arrive and he couldn't wait to sample it.

His fingers pressed tightly into her back bringing her body closer to press against his hips. Her skin was soft against Jungkook's finger tips. "Do you have any idea how long I've dreamed of this moment?" He asked her.

Cupcakke shook her head no, but her hand was gliding up his stomach towards his shoulders. She could feel the ridges of his rock hard abs. "I honestly had no clue."

"Your music, your attitude, your body... Everything I could want and somehow God has wrapped them all up as you. A muse." Jungkook moved her towards the bed. He pushed her on to its' white sheets. Her maroon dress was a contrast to the white sheets. Her hair fanned out over the sheets as she lie there looking downwards at Jungkook. He climbed over her, pressing his hands firmly beside her face as he looked at her. He tucked his knee between her closed legs and pushed each one aside.

She gasped. "Mmmm." She let slip out. Jungkook's finger ran across her collar bone, along her neck, his finger tips clutching her chin.

"You are already making noises and we haven't even started yet." He smirked. Cupcakke returned the glance with her playful fox eyes.