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i’m home, sweetheart.

pairing - jungkook x female reader 

genre - smut 

word count - 3.1k 

summary: Despite a full schedule, Jungkook made time to see you in the evening because he needed to teach you lesson about not sending him nudes while he’s working. 

warnings: dom!jungkook, sub!reader, oral sex (m receiving), dirty talk, degradation, spit play, deep throating, nipple play, slight exhibitionism, pussy spanking, fingering, basically just pure filth :]

“You up? I’m home and need you so bad, please.” 

That text alone was enough to make you sprint from your apartment to Jungkook’s, despite it being almost midnight already. 

You’ve only been together for a year but lately Jungkook had been very busy with his work schedule. That’s why you couldn’t contain your excitement when you saw the text and why you couldn’t unlock his door with the spare key he gave you quick enough when you’ve reached his apartment. 

But when you entered, you were surprised by the silence instead of Jungkook welcoming you.

“Jungkook?” you shouted out, your voice almost echoing in the silence of his apartment. You were about to take off your heels when you heard steps nearing you. 

“Leave them on.” Jungkook was standing the other side of the living room, looking devastating in a white dress shirt with the sleeves were rolled up to show off his veiny forearms, and navy blue slacks. His hair, styled to perfection, told you that he just came back from an event. 

“What?”, you asked. You dropped your sleepover bag on the floor next to the door. 

“I said, leave your heels on.” His voice was lower than usual today, you noticed. He wasn’t smiling or grinning cheekily like he often does. Instead, his face showed nothing but coldness today. But you had known him long enough to know that this meant.

You knew him long enough to know that this was him being in charge tonight, demanding full submission from you. It meant that he needed a stress relief and that you were gonna be the outlet for that. 

You gulped and removed your hands from the heels, just like he asked you to. 

Jungkook smirked. “Good girl.”

He eyed you for a moment in silence before he continued to speak. “I had a quite busy day, awards shows and interviews, back to back.” He folded his arms infront of his chest, causing his biceps to strain against the fabric. The image before you made you unconsciously lick your lips and you caught his eyes dropping down for a second to catch the movement. 

“Yet, all I could think about the whole time was the fucking picture you sent me this morning. What was that about, huh?” He raised one eyebrow. “Were you trying to kill me?” 

You smiled sweetly, loving to to rile him up even more. “Ohh, about that. Funny story, I accidentally sent it to you. My bad. My fingers were a bit clumsy today.”

He chuckled suddenly, rolling his eyes. Before he answered, he toyed with his lip piercing. “Jesus fucking christ, Y/N, don’t act coy with me. We both know that’s a fucking lie.” 

It was. 

It was a lie and he was right that you really just wanted to tease him. 

He had been busy with his work schedule for the last three weeks and you barely saw him. You didn’t just miss hanging out with your boyfriend. You also missed your boyfriend’s dick. 

So you couldn’t help but send him that picture this morning with the new lacy set you had ordered a few days ago, teasing him what he was missing out on. 

“We both know that’s a fucking lie and that you’re just a fucking slut, who wants attention and some dick”, he said, fully knowing that degradation was huge weakness of yours. “Isn’t that so?” 

You didn’t answer him, too surprised by his word and demeanor tonight to speak. 

“Well, guess what. That little pic of yours made me walk around with a raging boner almost the whole day. Making me jerk myself off backstage in the fucking bathroom and then again back in the hotel.” He exhaled raggedly. 

“I zoned out so much during the fucking annoying interviews, did you know that? It was fucking embarrassing and all because I couldn’t stop thinking about your. Fucking. Picture.” 

His jaw clenched and you noticed a bulge slowly forming under his slacks. 

“Well, not my fault that you get turned on so fast like teenage boy by a picture.” You shrugged, tilting your head with a smirk. You loved riling him up. 

His tongue pressed against his cheek. “I will fucking make you pay for that, sweetheart.” He unfolded his hands and put them in his pockets and leaned back against the window behind him. 

You couldn’t drag it out any longer so you decided to follow his rules. You wanted to fuck as much as he did and you showed it with your submission to him. 

“Take off your clothes.”, he demanded. 

With shaky fingers, you followed his order until your clothes were nothing but a pile on the floor, the last piece being a pair of shorts. 

Jungkook sucked in an audible breath, savoring the sinful sight infront of him. “So fucking gorgeous.” How he’d missed seeing you like this. 

Your blood was rushing in your ears as you stood there and awaited his next words. Even though Jungkook knew every inch of your body, standing there bare infront of him made you feel so vulnerable but yet your heart racing from adrenaline. 

“Get on your knees. Then crawl to me.” 

Your jaw dropped slightly at his command. Nobody had ever made you crawl to them, it felt one of the most degrading things to you and yet you could feel your slick thighs rubbing against each other as you got on all fours and obeyed him. 

Jungkook followed you with dark eyes, taking in the way your breasts were swaying with each step you took or how your soft lips were slightly open, making him want to push his painfully hard boner past them and into your throat. 

When you reached his feet, you looked up to him through your lashes.

It was his right hand that emerged first from his pocket and cupped your chin to tilt your head up. Then his left hand followed, opening his pants and pushing it down with his boxers. His red, swollen cock was already leaking with precum as it sprang out right on your eye level. 

His right hand pressed on your cheeks, making lips form an “O”, and with his free hand he wrapped his cock and pushed it into your mouth. “Suck.” 

You engulfed him deeper into you until his tip hit the back of your throat, and when you swallowed around him he let out a low, guttural curse. “Fuck, just like that.” 

Your head bobbed feverishly and your tongue glided along the underside to follow a prominent vein. Since it’s been a while, your throat struggled to relax so you tried to cover the rest of his cock with your hand. But before you could do that, Jungkook stopped you. 

“No hands. If you can’t take it all, I’ll help you.” With that, he grabbed the back of your head to push you closer to him while his hips bucked into you. You gagged around his cock and tapped his thigh, gasping for air when he pulled out. 

“Oh no, is my baby out of practice?” he cooed, jerking himself off with his free hand while waiting for you to catch your breath. “I’ve been neglecting you too much, haven’t I?” 

When you didn’t answer, he tapped his cock against lips. “Answer me.” 

“Yes. Yes, I am.” You choked out, your throat slightly raw of the sudden intrusion. 

“Well, then there’s only one thing we can do about that. Open up.” When your lips parted, he pushed himself into you deep enough to hit the back of your throat again. This time, you held your breath and tried to control your gag reflex. “That’s it, you’re doing so well for me.”

He repeated the action for a few times, entering and withdrawing fully before entering again. You, as well as he, could feel your throat slowly relaxing with each time. “I fucking missed your mouth.” 

This time, instead of withdrawing fully, he started to shallowly thrust and sped up gradually.

When he tried to push a bit deeper, hitting the back of your throat, you could feel your gag reflex coming up but you successfully suppressed it. 

“Just like that, you can take it, baby. Just breathe.” His hips started to move faster as he used your mouth to get himself off. He was so lost in bliss that he threw back his head, revealing the delicious, veiny column of his neck. 

The hand on the back of your head pushed you closer to his hips again and this time your throat was loose enough that he entered your oesophagus. He let out a loud groan. “Fuck me, your throat feels so fucking tight.”

Jungkook continued to carefully thrust and you could feel him going deeper down your throat, as your eyes water from the stimulation. He looked down at you, cupping your face with his free hand. 

“You look so beautiful like this. Kneeling infront of me, naked. Choking on my cock.” 

Suddenly, he pulled himself out and yanked you to your feet. When you were eye to eye, he hastily pressed a rough kiss on your lips, his tongue demanding entrance that you granted.

His teeth bit on your lower lip hard enough for you to flinch and pulled on it before he released it again. 

“Come here.” Jungkook yanked on your arm again and positioned you infront of the tall window. The city was lit up by street lamps, tail lights from cars passings by and lights coming from windows of other buildings. “On your knees.” 

He pushed you down by your shoulders and your knees protested from the rough impact, but before you could complain, he said: “Open your mouth.” 

When you’ve obeyed, he didn’t waste a second to spit into your mouth. Twice. 

“Keep it open.” Jungkook grabbed his cock again and pushed it into your mouth, thrusting slowly as he covered himself in his saliva. “I’m gonna fuck your throat until you fucking cry.” 

You could only manage a single nod before he picked up the pace and went deeper past your gag reflex. Like a madman, he bucked his hips, fucking into your throat, and barely gave you anytime to catch your breath. You could feel a stream of tears sliding down your cheek but Jungkook gently wiped it away. 

“Look at you. Getting face fucked infront of the whole city.” You could tell by his breathlessness that he wouldn’t last much longer. “Anyone who looks up could see you right now, you know that? They could see what a slut you are for me. On your knees like this. Letting me use your throat to get myself off like a fucking whore.” 

You whimpered and let out a moan to show the effect his words had on you. The vibrations of your moan traveled straight to the tip of his cock, causing him to groan out. “Fucking hell, Y/N. I’m gonna come.” 

You could tell that he was by the uncontrolled jerks of his hips. And you’ve already expected him to come inside your throat, but instead he pulled his cock out of your mouth again. You gasped for air, feeling your sore throat finally relaxing again before shooting him a questioning look. 

Jungkook wrapped a hand around his cock but his movements were painfully slow. He was edging himself. 

“Give me your hands.” 

“Wha-“ 

“Your hands, Y/N. Or have I already fucked your brains out?” His harsh tone made your walls clench. 

You did what he said, lifting your arms up and offering your palms to him, in which he spit a few times.

“Rub them on your tits.” 

Your pussy throbbed at that command and you stared up at him as you cover both your breasts with his saliva, kneading them roughly and pinching on your own nipples until you had to suppress a moan. Meanwhile, Jungkook was getting himself off  as he watched you intently, his eyes zoned into your wet and hard nipples. 

“You look so fucking hot right now. You like that, huh? Dirtying yourself with my spit like that?” You nodded and pinched your nipples again as a proof. 

“I love covering myself with your spit, Kook. My body is yours.” 

At those words, Jungkook’s hand around his cock sped up. “Damn fucking right. It’s mine and mine to do with whatever I want to.” 

One of your hand left your breast and instead, traveled down to your clit. Your throbbing core needed friction so badly, it hasn’t been touched since you arrived here and you were sure you were gonna explode if you didn’t touch it soon. 

But before you could reach it, Jungkook stopped you with a growl. “Keep your fucking hands where they are.” 

You bit back a protest and stared up at him with defiance but his dark eyes told you not to mess with him tonight if you wanted to walk tomorrow. So you had no choice but to listen and return your hand to your breast. 

“Good girl. Don’t worry, you know I will take good care of that tight pussy of yours.” Jungkook smirked. With his free hand, he moved yours away until your chest was bared to him. 

A surprised yelp escaped your lips when he delivered a sharp slap to each side, repeating it twice until both were red and warm from his assault. 

“Your tits are so fucking perfect, baby. Look at your nipples,” he tweaked the right one roughly, “They love getting pinched like this, don’t they?” 

You let out a moan and nodded weakly. “Y-Yes, they do.” 

When he removed his hand, you continued to knead your breasts, pressing them together, tweaking your nipples to overstimulation just like Jungkook liked it. Your beautiful moans resonated in the apartment and the sight of you like this pushed Jungkook closer to his high. 

“Fuck fuck fuck–“ He stuttered. His hand movements were getting faster and sloppier. ”I-I’m gonna fucking come. Open your mouth for me, baby.” 

You obeyed instantly and ignored the upcoming gag as Jungkook pushed deep into your mouth and shot his cum straight down your throat. 

You could feel his cock twitching inside you as he rode as his orgasm with a guttural groan. 

His thumb was gently rubbing your cheek as he looked down to you. “You were so fucking good for me, Y/N.” 

He pulled his softening cock out of you and while you were catching your breath, he unbuttoned his shirt, before discarding it to the side together with his pants. His torso was covered in a light sheen of sweat, making his abs glisten in the dim light of the apartment. 

Even if he looked devastating every outfit his stylists put on him, nothing could beat the sight of him naked. 

“Come here.” He leaned down to scooped you up and threw you on his shoulder like a rag doll. 

“Jungkook! Let me down,” you protested with a light giggle that was interrupted a yelp when his palm landed on your ass with a smack. 

Only then did he placed you down onto the kitchen island, the cold marble greeting your back. 

He roughly yanked your thighs open, taking the sight of your drenched folds and the way your entrance was clenching around nothing. “My girl is always so fucking wet for me.” 

Before you register what happened, he lowered his head and gave your clit a long, bold lick, followed by a sharp smack against your pussy. 

You could help but let out a yelp, a mixture of pain and overstimulation coursing through your body. “Fuck, Jungkook!” 

His thumb toyed with your swollen clit, making your toes curl from the blissful sensations before he entered two fingers into you. 

With his free hand, he wrapped it around your throat and made you look at him. And as he spoke, he continued to graze against the sweet spot in you that your legs quiver.

“It’s time we take care of this sweet pussy, right? You’re gonna be a good girl and take whatever I give you, as a punishment for that damn picture. And then I’m gonna fuck you so hard, all you can say will be my name. Do we have a deal, sweetheart?” 

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