When he tries new things with you and in the end fuck you harder
YN's pov―
“I just can’t wait anymore.”
The words were a low growl, vibrating through the space between us a second before his mouth crashed into mine. Jungkook’s kiss wasn’t gentle or asking. It was taking. It was a fucking claim.
My head spun, the world narrowing to the pressure of his lips, the hot, insistent slide of his tongue against mine. My arms wound around his neck, my fingers tangling in the soft hair at his nape, pulling him closer. I could taste the sweet champagne from our toast and something else, something that was just him.
He pulled back just enough to speak, his breath hot on my wet lips. “All day,” he panted, his dark eyes burning into me, “sitting there in that white dress, looking like a fucking fantasy. All I could think about was getting you out of it.”
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