BTS Drabbles & Scenarios

Jungkook - Movie Night pt. 2 - 16+

"What would you do? Show me."

I sat there staring at the back of his head, dumbfounded. Who was this confident man? What happened to the sweet Jungkookie that I knew?

How could he be so bold as to flat out request that I seduce him? That thought irritated me. Did he just assume I wanted him? Was he just messing with me? Two could play at that game.

I slid my left hand up the back of his neck, and ran my fingers through his hair. With his hair wrapped around my fingers, I tugged his head to the side sharply. Jungkook let out a small gasp as I lowered my mouth to his ear.

"It would be something like this," I breathed into his ear before taking his earlobe between my lips, lightly licking, and then sucking it.

He shuddered as I left a trail of kisses and quick nips down his neck. Pulling the collar of his shirt away from his neck with my right hand, and still gripping his hair in my left. I continued kissing down his neck and onto his shoulder, stopping when I heard him start breathing heavier. I lightly raked my teeth over the spot right at the base of his neck, and he let out another gasp, throwing his head back a little at the same time.

"Something like that," I said while pulling back, and releasing my grip on his hair and shirt.

He sat there panting, and I went back to massaging his shoulders.

After a few minutes, Jungkook's breathing was back to normal. He moved forward, stood up from between my legs, and returned to his seat on the sofa.

"Not bad," he said, eyes focused on the screen.

"Not bad? It has a 100% success rate."

He turned to face me, a sly smirk spreading across his face. "I could give you some pointers."

He leaned in to me, sliding a hand behind my head, the other resting on the small of my back. Catching my bottom lip between his teeth, he flicked his tongue over it before on sucking it. He released my lip and moved his mouth to my ear.

"If you think you can handle some constructive criticism."

He lapped at my earlobe with his tongue, and I felt my body tremble at his touch. Encouraged by my body's reaction, he pulled me closer to him and began kissing down my jaw line.

Our lips connected in a tender kiss. Jungkook pulled away first, looking into my eyes. I felt almost vulnerable under his gaze.

I leaned back in, the kiss a bit more intense this time. Hungry. Jungkook, responding in kind, licked at my lips, which I parted immediately. With our tongues intertwined, he tried to pull me closer still.

I pushed him away, breaking the kiss in the process, and earning a confused and frustrated glare from Jungkook.

"What-" I cut him off by shoving him back into his seat on the sofa, and straddling him, my knees on either side of his hips. His excitement was evident.

Jungkook's hands found their way to the small of my back once again. One arm snaked up under my shirt, fingers resting on the clasp of my bra. His other hand remained at the small of my back, his pinky tucked into the waistband of my pants.

Slowly rocking foward and back on his lap, I found the spot at the base of his neck and started nipping, licking, and sucking.

"Damn noona," Jungkook let out a haggard breath.

I trailed my hands down Jungkook's sides resting them on his hips momentarily, before tugging at the hem of his shirt. I began inching his shirt up slowly, taking my time to explore the newly exposed skin with my fingertips. He removed his arms from me with a pout while I pulled his shirt over his head, but they snapped back into position the moment his shirt was removed.

I made my way down his collarbone, kissing and licking my way across his chest.

"I haven't heard any criticism, Kook," I purred before dragging my tongue over his nipple.

"I'm still evaluating," he grinned and bucked his hips. "You're doing great so far."

Jungkook's hand that was on the band of my bra was now in my hair, pulling me back up to meet his lips for another hungry kiss.

"Hey noona, I'm home!" JiYoung's voice rang through the apartment. "I caught an early flight!"

"Shit," I cursed under my breath, standing up. I turned on a lamp and recoiled a bit from the brightness. I grabbed Jungkook's shirt off the floor and tossed it to him. He barely had it pulled down when JiYoung walked into the living room.

"Hey, JiYoung," I walked over and gave my roommate a hug. "You remember our neighbor, Jungkook, right? We just finished a movie."

JiYoung took in the situation, and gave me a toothy grin. "Noona, he's a little young for you, don't you think?"

"He started it," I said under my breath. JiYoung snorted.

"I baked you some cookies. They're in the kitchen." I shooed my roommate out of the living room. "I'll be right there." JiYoung gave me a wink before disappearing into the kitchen.

I turned around to face Jungkook who was standing behind me. He dug his fingers into my hips, and pressed his body against mine. I pecked him on the lips and smiled.

"Go home, Jungkook."