I can order a smut JK where he is the rebellious bad boy in BTS (something like I need U) and after the fight ends at the home of his gf...? My Eng is so bad I'm sorry I LOVE YOUR BLOG :)

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You opened the door to a bloody face staring at you. Gasping in surprise, you took Jungkook by the elbow and helped him inside. His hair was dripping from the hard rain outside.

“Jungkook, what the hell?” You snapped. It was the third time this week he’d come to your house so late in the night beaten up. He wouldn’t tell you anything, and you were starting to get worried.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled, wiping his upper lip clean of blood. You slapped his hand away, pulling him into the living room. Shrugged off his jacket, you took it and dropped it on the coffee table.

“Did I wake you up?”

“No.” You lied, patting down your bed head. He didn’t meet your eyes. Making him stay there, you went and got a few things from your bathroom before returning.

“Jungkook, you can’t just keep coming here in the middle of the night. My neighbor’s yelled at me the last time you knocked on my door this late.”

“I’m sorry,” he leaned his forehead on your shoulder. With a sigh, you lightly massaged the back of his neck with two fingers until he looked up at you.

“Let me clean your face,” you barely whispered. He moved his face closer to you, closing his eyes gently. “If it hurts just tell me.” 

You lightly cleaned his face off with a damp cloth, and ever so often he winced in pain. Curiosity was making you feel sick, you wanted to know how Jungkook obtained these cuts and bruises all over him. Instead of asking, you just remained silent.

Once you finished cleaning him off, you rubbed some lotion on his face to stop it from scarring or getting infected. Slowly, he opened his eyes. Jungkook’s gaze held yours for a long moment, before he broke eye contact. Blinking, you sighed loudly.

You stood up, walking around the couch and towards your bedroom. “Come on, go get some sleep.”

“Okay,” he got up, too. Jungkook walked around the sofa and went to the bedroom. You got a towel from the cabinet and went into the room after him. He was unbuckling his belt and sliding his jeans off. You said nothing, and threw the towel onto his head.

“Dry off, I’m going to take a shower.”

“(Y/N),” Jungkook turned. You stopped moving, looking at him with a confused expression.

“I love you,” he smiled lightly, and you turned away. Even with a beat up face, you still wanted Jungkook to do things to you, that you couldn’t admit out loud. You slipped off your shirt, throwing it on the floor and leaving the room. Going to the bathroom, you closed the door but decided not to lock it.

Jungkook would probably be going to sleep, anyway. You took off the rest of your clothes, and turned on the shower.

“(Y/N)ah,” Jungkook said. He was at the door. When you didn’t reply to him, he opened the door.

“What?” You climbed into the shower, leaving him standing with a blank expression. You closed the glass door behind you, getting yourself wet.

He came over to the shower, pulling open the glass door again. You leaned closer, and he pushed his way inside.

“Jungkook, you’re going to wash off all the lotion-”

He kissed you, shoving you against the wall of the shower. Jungkook’s mouth was hard on yours, and he didn’t let you pull away to breathe. He was still wearing a shirt and underwear, and they clung to his body.

Finally, he pulled away. You picked up his shirt and took it off of him, dropping it on the floor of the shower with a loud wet noise. The water was too hot, because you had no time to adjust it to a proper heat. His hands trailed up your body, making you become wet.

He stopped on your breasts, pinching your nipples until they were hard nubs. Your hand palmed his growing bulge, while sloppily sucking on his wet shoulder. 

“(Y/N),” Jungkook groaned quietly, sliding down his boxers with ease. He barely even stepped out of them before your hand was around his shaft. You pumped only twice, before sliding your fingers across his slit teasingly.

He placed both hands on the wall beside your neck as you teased him, watching you the whole time you did it. Your free hand took one of his, sliding it down your breast, and stopping at your thigh.

“You want me that bad?” He murmured, biting your earlobe, before kissing under your ear, and sucking on the soft skin.

“Why wouldn’t I?” You whimpered, feeling him lightly caress your inner thigh. You picked up a leg, letting your foot sit against the soap holder. Jungkook laughed lightly against your neck, fondling your ass.

You let him lean against you as you pumped his cock, tightening your hand once he entered you.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Make me cum.” He kept murmuring, turning you on further. You took his member between your thighs, still pumping with your hand, His shaft kept rubbing against your clit, and you lightly grind on it.

He bit your shoulder, hard. Jungkook was only suppressing his moans, you knew. He came, then, all over the wall behind you.

“Jungkook,” you whined. You pulled his dick out from between your thighs, sliding his hand to your core once again.

“Okay, jagi, okay.” He hummed lightly, sticking two fingers inside you easily. Jungkook moved his lips to your breasts, leaving marks all around. You couldn’t stop yourself from moaning as he curled his fingers inside of you.

His thumb roughly ran along your clit, making you shiver in pleasure. He began to pump in and out of you, keeping his thumb near your clit so it would get pressure against it.

“I need more,” you whimpered, placing your hand on his dick head again. He made a noise of acknowledgment against your breasts, sloppily kissing back to your lips. Jungkook pulled away from your mouth as he pulled both fingers out. He sucked his fingers clean, before kissing your lips again. Immediately, he stuck his tongue into your mouth, and you could taste yourself.

You pumped him a few times, before positioning him at your entrance. Jungkook didn’t wait for you to give him an answer, he rammed himself inside of you. Gasping against his lips, you took hold of his waist, letting him thrust roughly in and out of you.

“Move up a bit,” you moaned against him, grinding yourself in sync with him. He obeyed you, hitting a good spot. His fingers once again found your clit, massaging it gently this time. These motions made you wild with lust, and you began to moan his name loudly.

“Jagi, I’m going to cum,” you heard Jungkook groan. He sped up his movements, hitting your good spot even harder. Both of your voices filled the room, and he filled you. Not long after him, you finished too. With a sigh, Jungkook pulled out, running his fingers through his wet hair.

“The water’s cold,” you whined, turning the tap off.

“It’s fine.” Jungkook climbed out of the shower. “I’m not done making you dirty, yet.”