𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲

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(This fanfic segment contains mature themes, expl?cit content, offensive sl@ngs, strong language. Reader discretion is advised. If you are uncomfortable with such content, please refrain from proceeding further. Before reading this part, it is recommended to read the fanfiction for context.)

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His hands skimmed her waist, then lower, thumbs brushing over the soft skin of her hips before gripping gently — grounding himself in the feel of her...he was so grateful someone was beside him and loved him for who he was and not what he could do in return...

His lips trailed down her collarbone, then lower..and lower..kissing her soft peaks...she arched into him with a quiet gasp.

He sucked one n❗p- ple into his mouth while his other hand softly kneaded the other, slow circles and tender squeezes. Her fingers twisted in his hair as his tongue moved lazily, teasing her until her th_❗ghs clenched shüt..And he noticed.

He moved lower, between her l_gs, parting them with firm hands— not rushed..not demanding...

Y/N (breathless): “Jungkook…”

He didn’t stop—his t*ngue fl❗- cking, s#_ ck❗ng, swirling around her womanhood with perfect rhythm. His name fell from her lips over and over as her body writhed ben3-ath him. And when she came, it was with his t*-ngue buried d##p and his hands holding her open..like he needed to feel every drop of her ple*- sure...

He kissed up her trembling body, dragging his mouth back to hers.

She tasted herself on his lips, and he kissed her slow — letting her feel how much he wanted her, how deeply he desired her even when he tried to push her away countless times..

Jungkook (panting against her mouth): “I-i need to be ins❗- de you.Please…”

She nodded and he pushed in slow — inch by inch — f*-lling her completely. Her mo@n caught in her throat as their hips met..He paused there — forehead pressed to hers, eyes locked — just breathing her in...Then he moved..Every str#- ke pulled a gasp from her lips. 

Jungkook (voice low, broken): “Tell me you feel it too…that this is real…tell me Y/n..that you won't leave me alone..tell me.. it's not a dream..”

Y/N (clutching his back): “It’s always been real..Jungkook.. I'll never leave you..”

He kissed her again — slowly while his hand found hers..beside the pillow..his fingers lacing tightly around her..She came again with a cry, walls clenching around him, and he lost it.

He spilled inside her..burying his face in her neck..He didn’t pull out soon...didn’t move away...He just collapsed onto her, holding her close like he’d fall apart if he didn’t.

Their sw3at-sl❗- cked b*- d❗es tangled in silence..breath syncing slowly...heartbeats finding rhythm.

Y/N (stroking his hair): “I love you, Jungkook.”

He didn’t answer right away...but his kiss on her shoulder said everything...

Jungkook: “I love you..you are all i need..”

And when he whispered, “Stay with me,” it sounded more like a prayer than a request...She stayed...and for the first time in years truly…he slept without nightmares...

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