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#I’m halfway done with the smut part and uh... whew
trulymadlysydney · 3 years
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jungkookiebus · 4 years
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Sunny Side Up pt. 2 | jjk
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Genre: strangers to lovers, smut, some fluff Pairing: tattooed!jjk x reader Word Count: 2.3k Warnings: unprotected sex, anal (I know I said vaginal but I changed my mind ya know?), dirty talk, shower sex Summary: This takes place in the same night as Sunny Side Up, so read that first! 
The harsh fluorescent lights of the diner seemed to burn into the back of your eyes when you stepped from the darkness outside. Bacon grease, fried eggs, and burnt toast wafted into your nose and you sighed in contentment. The alcohol had been fucked out of your system and that feeling was now replaced with a low growl in your stomach. Beside you stood Jungkook, having just met him over half an hour ago and fucked in that nasty bathroom, and he was just as beautiful in the disgusting yellow lights as he was in the bar.
“Sit anywhere you want,” a tired looking waitress said as she passed by with a tray full of food.
Jungkook gestured out in front of him for you to choose. You selected a booth the farthest away from the bar crowd and you watched Jungkook as he slid in across from you, tucking his hair behind his ear as the rest fell across his right eye, and he grabbed a sticky menu from behind the sugar and overly sweet jellies stacked by the window. You tried to tell your hands to also grab a menu, but your brain was too busy directing your eyes to the veins crawling up his arms and the art that traced around them.
“So…,” he started, not noticing your stare.
You cleared your throat and quickly grabbed a menu and pretended to read.
“Yea?” You were faking interest in the generic breakfast options.
“I’ve never done that before.”
“Glad to say neither have I.”
“Do you regret it?”
Getting to the meat of the question, huh?
“No.” Why lie? That was the best you had been fucked in a while.
You looked up at the same time a wide smile spread across his face and you felt like your heart was going to throw up.
“Whew, okay, good. I was kinda worried you might think I was some creepy guy that picks up women in the club on the regular. I’ll admit I was mildly disgusted to fuck you in that bathroom…I apologize for that but…damn that was good.”
You were blushing heavily. You barely knew this man and here you were discussing the lewd acts you had both performed in the bathroom of a random club.
“Yea…,” you agreed with a sigh, “it was good.”
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You both stumbled from the diner about two hours later, having discussed everything from childhood pets to strange exes you’d rather not see again. You found out he worked as an event planner at a local resort (much to your surprise and he laughed as he watched the shock cross your face) and lived uptown with a shiba named Potato.
“He came from the shelter with that name,” he laughed.
“So, event planner. What do you do exactly?”
“Well,” he started as you both walked aimlessly through the streets, “I plan events, ha. I hate to say it, but I tend to plan a lot of events led by women. Not saying I don’t like women obviously,” he said holding out both hands as you looked at him in shock. “I’m not an asshole.” He laughed a little more uncomfortably. “A lot of them…like me, so my boss likes that I bring the resort a lot of business.”
“Oh, it’s the good looks,” you chided jokingly.
He blushed feverishly as you passed under the city lights.
“You have no idea how many brides and bridesmaids have tried to seduce me and drag me into a closet.”
“You’re bragging.”
“I’m not! I’m sorry. I guess I’m trying to over prove to you that I’m not some fuckboy.”
You laughed as he continued to become more flustered. “I believe you! It’s okay, you don’t have to explain.” He looked more relieved as you laughed. “I’m just a lowly librarian without large amounts of men throwing themselves at my feet while I scan in their books.”
“you’rebeautifulthough,” you heard him mutter under his breath.
“What?”
“Wanna go back to my place?”
You looked down at your now dying phone at a mere 3% and the time. 3:44 am.
“If it’s too late I understand. At least let me get you home safely.”
“No,” you interrupted, “I would…like that.”
“Great, I’m just around the corner.”
“Did you plan this?” you asked as he led you straight and around the next corner to an opulent apartment high rise.  
He turned and winked at you and you felt your uterus fall out of your butt in that moment.
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You entered his apartment in a flurry of hands, lips, and tongues. You hadn’t even made it halfway up in the elevator before he was on you again, pinning you to the wall. He kicked the door shut with his foot as you heard little toenails clacking along the floor.
“Not now, Potato,” he muttered against your lips. He grabbed you by the hips, spun you around, and pushed you up against the wall so hard a few dumbbells on a rack rattled together. His hand went between your legs and up against your ruined underwear. The time in the club seemed so long ago and not the same night.
“Jungkook, we’re both probably pretty gross,” you breathed out against the wall. Your cheek was pressed up against it as he used his entire body weight to keep you pinned there. He slowed all his movements to brush his lips along the skin behind your ear. Goosebumps travelled across your skin like wildfire.
“That’s okay,” he whispered, “I can just fuck you in the shower.”
He detached himself from you and tugged at your skirt and then grabbed your hand as he led you down the hallway. The bathroom was as large as a Victoria’s Secret dressing room complete with a two person shower and separate bathtub. He drug you into the shower both fully clothed as he turned the water on and as it warmed he pulled you under with him. The water soaked through his white shirt and you saw as the art across his skin was revealed piece by piece as the warm water cascaded down his body. You reached forward, suddenly wanting to see him fully in front of you. Your hands shook as you unbuttoned his shirt. His mouth fell open as he watched you nervously fiddle with them until you had them all undone and had the shirt on the shower floor. His tattoos disappeared into his pants and you were suddenly desperate to see more. Once his jeans were gone, you were shocked to see the art extended down past his hips and onto his thighs and calves; all the way down to his toes.
“Wow…,” you whispered.
“Eyes up here. I have face,” he laughed.
He slowly undid the zipper to your skirt and let it fall past your hips. The water quickly soaked through your panties, not that your body didn’t already have a head start on that. He made quick work of your shirt and bra, revealing parts of you that he had yet to see.
“You’re even more beautiful in the light,” he said almost reverently. Then like a switch, he flipped tones. “Now,” he said hooking his thumb in waistband of your panties, “take these off and back up on this dick.”
You gasped as his lips met yours quickly. The water ran down your face, catching in your lashes, and washed over your connected lips. Water slid past your lips and into your breathless mouth, warming your tongue even more when he disconnected and leaned against the wall behind him. He pushed both hands through his wet hair revealing more of his chiseled jawline and you almost came on the spot. He held his finger out and down, twirling it as if to tell you to turn around. As you turned, you disposed of your panties and his fingers dug into your hips almost immediately. You felt his cock nudging against your entrance when you got a thought. Could you possibly ask him? Would he be disgusted? He might tell you to get the fuck out of his apartment and never look back. You had only just met him, but you knew you didn’t want to let him go.
Fuck it.
“Uh…Jungkook?” you asked tentatively.
“Yea?” he seemed to be coming out of a trance, but his voice was laced with concern. The hot water burned the skin of your back, giving you something else to focus on as your mind literally raced to every possible answer to your question.
“Can you…fuck my…ass instead?”
“God dammit.” What you couldn’t see was Jungkook shoving two of his fingers into his own mouth, but moments later you felt his warm hand on your back as he pushed you further down and his fingers against your asshole. Your body immediately relaxed in relief and he took the opportunity to push both fingers inside. Gasping, you grabbed for the bar in his shower, knocking various bottles onto the floor.
“Fuck you’re warm,” he gulped.
Your stomach tensed and then relaxed as his reach went further and further, finding that erogenous zone and immediately sending you into a drooling mess as your grip on the bar tightened. Your thighs shook and your toes ached as he pumped his fingers in and out of you. The sound of water hitting skin and tile echoed loudly throughout the bathroom, but through it all you heard Jungkook’s heavy breathing behind you as he got himself worked up over you.
“Fuck me,” you begged.
His fingers were gone instantly, and you felt the head of his cock against you. Slowly, ever so slowly, he pushed inside. The stretch was a mixture of burning and intense pleasure. His fingers dug in harder and harder the further he went, and you could feel him practically vibrating as he held off from pounding into you as fast as possible. What felt like several minutes later, he was fully seated, and you had never felt so complete in your life. He had both hands on your ass cheeks, spreading them, and looking at your ass swallowing him.
“Your ass is so tight, baby.”
He pulled out just the tiniest bit and pushed back in; the sensation causing you to moan out. Then he did it again. And again. He worked you open slowly until you were comfortable, and he sped up his rhythm. His left hand came to your shoulder as he used your body to pull you back on his dick. Your eyes were rolling back into your head as his cock hit deeper and deeper inside of you, stimulating that spot that no one seemed to be able to hit just right…until now.
“Please, please, please,” you chanted at each thrust.
Jungkook’s breathing was heavy, almost labored behind you. His balls slapped against your cunt and you felt so euphoric you could cry. The nail in the coffin was when he braced himself further against the wall, left hand still firmly gripping your shoulder as he reached around and placed three fingers on your clit and started to rub back and forth faster than you could process. His breathing stuttered as you clenched harder around his cock.
“Scream for me, baby, I wanna hear you.”
Your moans seemed louder in the bathroom as they bounced off the walls. Drool slipped from your mouth as he continued to fuck your brains out. You were breathing out incoherent variants of his name as his skin slapped against yours, his balls hitting you like a well placed slap with his hand. Your mind buzzed. Pleasure was the only thing you could register, and you were plunging further into ecstasy. Your body tensed like a bow string, calves aching as you stood further on your toes, and thighs shaking with the effort to keep you aloft. You screamed when your orgasm hit. Body lurching forward you kept your grip tight on the bar, catching yourself with your foot as he continued to pound into you.
He was spreading your ass cheeks once more as he fucked you.
“Can I…fuck…can I come inside of you?”
All you could give him was a strangled ‘yes’ and you felt the warmth of his cum filling you. He kept his pace, watching as his cum came out around his dick and dripped to the shower floor.
“So hot,” he said as his thrust more to watch his cum push out of you. He stopped with a growl, both hands coming down on your ass cheeks as he pulled out. “Look at that.” He was talking more to himself as he spread them again, looking at your stretched asshole and his cum leaking out.
Exhaustion hit you like a ton of bricks. It had been almost a full 24 hours since you last got sleep and having come twice so intensely had your body going into immediate shut down.
“Can I stay here?” you asked wearily.
“Of course,” he said while grabbing a washcloth. He quickly wiped any remains of cum from you before shutting off the water. Grabbing a towel, he wrapped you up, and lifted you as easily as a child.
His bed looked like it belonged in a hotel and felt that way even more as he stood you beside it, pulled back the sheets, and had you lay down amongst the downy duvet and pillows.
“I just gotta go walk and feed Potato and I’ll be back,” he said with a quick kiss to your temple.
He hadn’t even made it out the bedroom when your eyes closed, and sleep hit you instantly.
It was some time during mid-morning when you stirred briefly from sleep, momentarily confused as to where you were when you felt the warm body behind you, arm draped over your waist, and soft snores in your ear. You looked down to see the familiar tattoos across his smooth skin and sighed, relieved, that you hadn’t dreamed the whole thing. It wasn’t long before you were falling asleep again, wondering what the future held with him.
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