Info: Requested, rough-ish daddy kink Jungkook smut. Really no plot I just threw this together so I hope you all enjoy.
WC: 2000-ish
Warnings: Smut, Daddy Kink, Rough-ish
Him, Jungkook, his eyes always did follow you didn’t they? From the moment you first met to now. He could never look away when you were together or even near. His big puppy eyes trailing after your form as you walked from one place to another. The first time was when he was hired to work at the same restaurant as you, he was busboy. You hadn’t paid much mind because he and you rarely interacted at work, being a hostess meant you welcomed the costumers and brought them to an available table. Keeping tabs on who came, who left, what tables were available and who the waitresses and waiters were for each table. The few times you did interact with him were to tell him which tables needed to be cleared and cleaned. He never said a word other than “I understand”, before rushing off to clean the table in question.
After a couple months of him working you began to notice his stares, the were sweet and shy glances really. It wasn’t insistent then, but obvious and had always had your cheeks heated when you caught his eye. Even if you didn’t make eye contact with him, the simple feeling of the handsome young mans eyes racking over you was enough to make you blush. You always chastised yourself for reacting at all, but it got worse when you began to slip up. All the waitresses looked at him, whispered about his nice jawline and big dark eyes. They gushed over his strong arms and how soft his hair looked or how broad his shoulders were. Originally you snapped at them for wasting time, but more often you found yourself secretly agreeing, he was a very handsome guy. You slipped up more when you began to stare back and he definitely noticed the change.
Instead of him being the only one sneaking glances and scanning the other, you were now doing it. He could feel your eyes burning and biting his arms and back, the side of his face when he wasn’t looking directly at you for once and he flushed at the thought of you liking him remotely as much as he liked you. You began to though and the tension between the pair of you slowly escalated higher and higher. He was too shy and soft spoken to really approach you bravely and you were to proud to give in to what you wanted in favor of denying your feelings for the younger man. That tension broke like a whip cracking though and it was the beginning of a lovely relationship.
Jungkook and you had been together for a few years now and tried many different things in the bedroom. Though he was always hesitant to ask, you never failed coaxed it out of him and weren’t afraid to ask for things as well. You both grew to discover that a bit of roughness was amazing, but the most surprising discovery was Jungkooks want for you to call him Daddy. It had surprised you at first, thinking it was a joke and laughing light heatedly when he mentioned it. In your defense he mentioned it as though he were joking with that signature cock of his eyebrow and a goofy smirk, but the small squabble turned into a deep conversation on why he was even interested in that nickname. He had explained that he still had trouble feeling like a man in your presence due to the age gap. You were only a few years older, but he often felt like a child whenever he called you Noona. To him it was a way to hear you refer to him as a man, someone stronger than you and able to protect and care for you. It’s what he wanted you to feel when looking at him anyways, so of course you agreed since in your eyes he was very much a man and if one little nickname could prove it to him, then of course you would agree.
The only problem was Jungkook wanted it at very random moments when you least expected him to corner you with his desire, not that you weren’t always willing. You never really knew when and now must have been one of those “moments” as the second you stepped from the shower he was on you. Jungkook had your hips dug into the bathroom counter body bent forward over the hard surface. His lips at your ear so you could hear his heavy panting while he tugged at your earlobe and hips rocking aggressively into your ass. His hands gripped bruising at your still wet waist, pushing your hips to rock with his.
“Kookie, you’re getting your clothes wet”, You gasped out as his teeth nibbled lightly at your earlobe. His cute nickname though caused him to pause for a moment long enough for you to brace yourself as his hand moved from your hip to place a heavy smack onto your ass. Gasping somewhere between shock and pleasure you doubled over the counter giving him more access to your behind.
“That’s not what you call me princess,” His voice took on a low quality, deep and raspy satoori causing your legs to clamp shut in arousal. Jungkook hummed happily at the reaction his hand rubbing soothing circles into the reddening flesh before trailing down the back of your thigh and swiftly between your legs, fingers just brushing over your folds.
“Do you want me?” His clothed chest pressed to your still wet back, teeth nipping playfully at the shell of your ear. Your lustful whimper was answer enough, but when he was in this mood he needed just a little bit more from you. He liked to hear you say it, to beg for him just the tiniest bit because it was sexy and it was vocal confirmation that you wanted him as much as he wanted you.
“What was that I didn’t hear you?” His fingers rubbed a bit more firmly against your now soaking core, but that’s all they did, nothing more. His free hand left your waist and tangled into your hair so he could pull your head back, eyes meeting in the mirror. The lighting cast across his jaw in just the right way giving it’s sharp line an unbearably sexy shadow. Dark eyes trapping you in place and forcing those pretty words from your lips.
“Daddy please,” You never fought him on it, not when he looked at you like that. Not when his fingers rubbed soft and mind numbing circles against your folds. That little smirk that lifted the corner of his lip, a brow quirking happily.
“Good girl,” With a kiss to your cheek Jungkook let his fingers rub more firmly against your clit, eliciting a lovely moan to tumble from your lips and your body to melt into his touch. His hips pushed forward even though his hand prevented him from finding any relief. He really wanted to just fuck you right then and their, but not pleasing his princess was never an option.
“Look at you, my pretty princess….do you like when daddy touches you like this?” He lightly pulled your hair and nudged you into looking at yourself just as a moan tumbled out of your mouth from his fingers pushing more harshly onto your clit. Your eyes fixated on yourself for a moment, hair dripping wet from the shower you had just taken, messy and disheveled, but sparkling clean and slippery. Jungkook loved when your skin was wet from the shower, it made you feel so much softer.
“Yes, please more,” You only wanted him to push into you with literally anything, to bring you relief of some kind before you went crazy, he knew that though. Jungkook kissed your temple once before releasing your hair and standing to his full height only to fall to his knees.
“Hands behind your back,” He playfully slapped your cheek with the command, watching in satisfaction when your hands locked in place behind you. Then his hands were spreading your legs apart and his mouth was trailing wet kisses from the back of your knee up to the red burn of your cheeks then back down the other side. By the time he had licked and kissed his way to your inner thighs you were practically begging him to do more. Jungkook was always eager to please and wasted no time with spreading you further and nipping at your inner thighs harshly, fingers pushing roughly into your now soaking core. You were so ready for him that he could slip the two in easily, Jungkook let out a groan at the feeling, his head leaning back so he could watch his fingers disappear into you. Curling with each deep pass causing loud moans to rip from you.
“You look so pretty like this princess, fuck,” Jungkook didn’t swear often, but when he did it was due to something very euphoric or painful. In this case, he felt an unbelievable amount of pleasure. You cried out when his tongue joined his fingers unannounced and flicked aggressively against your walls and clit. You gasped and shook above him, fighting the will to reach back and tangle your fingers into his hair.
“Daddy please, fuck me already,” You finally panted out the words he had been waiting for not that he would be coaxed into doing it. He didn’t listen, as usual, and continued to pull you apart with each thrust of his long fingers and flick of his sinful tongue. Even when your moans turned to a higher pitch and your orgasm threatened to spill. He continued till you shook and nearly finished, he loved bringing you to the brink and then pulling back. He slapped your ass-cheek roughly once more after his fingers and mouth left you. You cried out in frustration at the lose and even louder when he spanked you again.
“I think we’re both very, very ready baby,” Jungkook hummed standing back up and meeting your gaze in the mirror. His little smirk could stop your heart, but when he pulled his shirt off and made quick work of his pants and boxers, you might as well have had a stroke.
“You’re so sexy,” The words left your mouth before you could stop them. You weren’t one to compliment so openly during the act, but he seemed to love it.
“Yeah?” His eyebrow cocked and hand disappearing to more than likely stroke his stiff erection that needed some kind of relief. “You’re pretty sexy yourself princess,” He replied with a wink before grabbing your hip and lining himself up with your entrance. You were so wet and weak at this point, ready for him to just push in harshly and give you what you wanted. Jungkook being the gentleman he is though, pushed in at an achingly slow pace. Both of you letting out sounds of pleasure when he finally bottomed out and rubbed circles into your hips. Normally, when you weren’t as worked up, he would wait for a moment, but the way you pushed back into him with your hands still clasped tightly behind your back. He couldn’t resist, Jungkook pulled out only to slam his cock back into you at a bruising pace.
Loud hoarse moans erupted from you and turned into screams of “please”, “more”, and “daddy”, which only spurred him on to go harder. He groaned lowly, one hand abandoning your hip to grip your throat and pull your back to his bare chest. Fingers tightening sporadically against your windpipe as he continued to piston his hips into yours.
“Just a little bit more princess, not much longer I promise,” He whispered into your ear, the words were sweet but his dark eyes and cocked head held the promise only a man could make. Jungkooks other hand slipped around your hip and delved between your legs so his fingers could strum against your clit and force you to your orgasm. It wasn’t long before his hips began to slam harshly into yours with that signature stutter as he neared his end. Your skin slapping together and accompanying the loud and high toned moans ripping out of you added to your high. Jungkooks fingers working at a much quicker rhythm as you reached your brink and his hips began to move with a harsher rhythm.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…come on princess fucking come on,” He all but growled into your ear as the fingers around your throats tightened and you finally toppled over the edge. Your walls tightening sporadically around his still pumping cock till, with a strangled cry, Jungkook came moaning along with you. His body shuddering against yours and continuing to move so he could drag out your release as well. It was a few moments before he pulled away from you, skin now sticky with sweat instead of water. Your body was gathered up against his as he carried you into your bedroom and the two of you splayed out on the bed.
“I love you Noona,” He whispered to you placing the first kiss of the encounter onto your lips. His eyes were no longer dark and dangerously sexy, instead they transferred back into his big puppy appearance that had always made your heart swell. He smiled bunny teeth and all while he nuzzled you deeper into his embrace, adoring just the sound of your light breathing and the feel of your skin against his. His fingers brushing through your now slightly damp hair to get out any knots he may have caused. Soft apologies in regards to possibly hurting you and light feather kisses along your brow and nose bridge. He was always so gentle afterwards and became exactly what anyone expected him to be, the perfect sweetheart.
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