His usually clingy white shirt dangles off of his body, Daen involuntarily getting glimpses up his shirt as the material swung-Jeongguk's torso pulling in with each huff; the inked dragon on his skin seeming to come alive. The rough denim material of his jeans rub against her soft outer thighs as he straddles over her-holding her prisoner to any further commentary. "You're on my side of the bed." →jungkook