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What happens when you wake up 15 minutes after your alarm starts ringing from a wet dream and have to get up immediately with no time for yourself whatsoever?
You show up at your date with wet hair and lust on your mind, that’s what happens.
“ You’re cute with your shower hair ”, he said while tangling his fingers in it.
“ Thanks ”, you said while holding back a soft moan.
It was 10 in the morning. This was going to be a long date.
Jungkook was the guy you matched with on Tinder about a week ago. After exchanging your numbers, you texted each other for a while and even “ accidentally ” fell asleep together on FaceTime. He was really kind, pretty and interesting, and you wanted to make a good first impression for your first date. You weren’t sure if it was going to happen, considering all you could think about was the round shape of his ass.
“ You’re dressed… fancy. ”
He was wearing pajamas, you were wearing dress pants and a white shirt. You both had very different conceptions of what a breakfast date was supposed to mean.
“ Yeah... you said while chuckling awkwardly. But I got you these! ”
His eyes lightened up when you revealed the bouquet of red roses that was hidden behind your back. He didn’t say a word about it, but you could almost hear him thinking: you remembered .
“ Thank you so much, they’re so pretty! Come in! ”
Taking off your coat, you saw the kitchen table full of food. Crêpes, eggs, croissants, bacon, hash brown, fruits and other things you couldn’t even see. Your grandma would tell you to marry him already.
“ You didn’t have to do all the cooking yourself! You could’ve waited for me, I would’ve helped you. ”
“ I’m literally a student in culinary arts, I don’t need your help. ”
His tone was playful, but you could still hear his thoughts in the background: you didn’t remember .
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It was going well so far, you thought.
You had been careful of chewing politely, looking him in the eyes when he talked, avoiding boring and/or invasive topics, letting him talk as much as you; you were as perfect as you could be.
That was until he started eating his crêpes. With whipped cream on them.
You weren’t usually the perverted type, but there was something in the air since you woke up that wouldn’t leave you alone. Every time he took a bite, there was a little bit of whipped cream remaining on his lips. You knew exactly what you wanted to do, but you were paralyzed by indecision. Is it too early? Will he find it too corny? And everytime you seemed to make up your mind, he unconsciously licked it off himself.
When he took his last bite, you decided to take the chance.
“ You have whipped cream on you lip.
- I do? Where?
- Right there ”, you whispered while leaning over the table and licking it off yourself, your heart beating at the speed of light.
A moment of silence passed, during which you wondered whether or not he was going to slap you. Thankfully, he decided to kiss you instead.
It wasn’t the most beautiful kiss of all time — you were leaning over a table, and he tasted like an unclear mix of food — but there was something strangely romantic about it, and he was a great kisser.
After a few tense sighs and muffled grunts, your back started to hurt from your strange position, forcing you to pull away and sit back down.
“ That was corny ”, he mumbled while pouring himself a glass of orange juice.
A small smirk appeared on your lips while you remained silent.
“ I liked it. ”
You watched him walk to the refrigerator to get another bottle of juice, since he had just finished the first one. You could clearly see his erection through his pajama shorts. You weren’t sure if he did it on purpose.
Your doubts about his intentions when you saw his smile as you cleared your side of the table to sit him on it. You kissed his lips, his cheeks, his ears, his neck. As he started unbuttoning your shirt, an idea popped in your head.
You woke up feral today, and you were going to honor it.
With a bit of his help, you took off Jungkook’s shorts before reaching out to grab the can of whipped cream — he might be a student in culinary arts, he’s still a student.
“ Oh, so you’re like that, he teased.
- I’m still a bit hungry, you know. ”
You spread his legs and kneeled down between them. He took off his underwear while you opened the can and shook it.
You sprayed a stripe of the topping from the base to the tip of his dick and watched in delight as he shivered.
“ Fuck, that’s cold- ”
His complaint was interrupted by a sharp inhale as you licked the whole thing off, catching him by surprise. Eating something off of a guy’s dick had always been one of your fantasies, and Jungkook seemed to be the perfect person for this.
You kept going until you had a red-cheeked whimpering mess in front of you, and an empty bottle in your hand.
“ Do you have a bedroom or something? The table doesn’t look that comfortable, you joked.
- Am I really going to have sex on the first date before noon?
- If you want to, I don’t slutshame.
- Follow me, chef. ”
You laughed at the nickname while following him through his house, removing each other’s clothes until you arrived, both naked, in what looked like a redecorated teenage bedroom, which clarified the mystery of how he owned a house as a student (he did not).
Jungkook pushed you down onto his bed and, before you could even think, he took you into his mouth. Appreciating his boldness, you let out a few quiet moans and tangled your fingers through his hair, pulling them away from his eyes. The way he looked up innocently at you while slurping on your cock drove you insane.
“ Turn around ”, you moaned out breathlessly.
It took him a second to understand what you meant, but when he did, his eyes became playful, almost evil. You had good comments about your ass eating game, and you were not going to keep this away from the beautiful boy in front of you.
A few minutes passed, and clearly, Jungkook thought the same thing as the others. Not even able to suck you off properly, he could barely put your dick in his mouth before choking on his moans. Meanwhile, you enjoyed the show more than the blowjob he was previously giving you.
“ Let that go, okay? ” you said while turning him over until he was on all fours, a smirk plastered on your face.
You licked a finger before slowly entering it inside him, making him arch his back and let out a moan from the bottom of his throat.
“ Fuck, you’re so hot. ”
The small smile he made upon hearing the praise was soon followed by a shocked expression as you spanked him, not hard enough for it to hurt, but hard enough for it to make a loud slapping noise. Noticing he didn’t seem to enjoy it that much, you kissed his buttcheek before leaving it alone, using that hand to stroke his member instead.
You continued your sweet torture until he was drooling onto his pillow, his thighs shaking from holding the position for too long and his voice almost cracking.
“ P-please fuck me, Y/n, please...
- Do you have condoms? ”
He pointed to the last drawer of his bedside table. You could see him gripping angrily at the bedsheets while you took your time putting the protection on. You had never seen someone so impatient to have your dick inside of them.
Once you were ready, you laid him down on his stomach and penetrated him gently. It felt warm, it felt tight, it felt incredibly amazing. You weren’t sure if he had special properties that made him feel extra good, or if it was because you started to have some feelings for him, but the moan that escaped your mouth was as loud as his, making him laugh.
You went past that moment of embarrassment and started thrusting in and out of him, making you see stars. You knew you wouldn’t last long, and according to Jungkook’s loud high-pitched moans and cusses, he wouldn’t either.
“ Let me — a-ahhh — ride you ”, he begged.
“ You’re too tired for that ”, you managed to tell him in one breath.
He started whining, which you found so sexy you had to hold back your orgasm.
“ I wanna see you — OH fuck right there! ”
You flipped him over on his back, proud of yourself as you finally found his sweet spot. You held his hips up and started fucking him harder, your thrusts getting a bit sloppy as you were close. His nails scratched your back as he squirmed before his symphony of moans stopped and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.
Seeing Jungkook cum for you like that ended you, and you whispered praises and cusses in your partner's ears as you filled the condom. He let out a few breathy moans before his body finally relaxed, his arms falling besides his head. He closed his eyes as you took off the protection, cleaned the mess he made of his stomach and laid down by his side, your arms wrapped around his tiny waist.
“ So, do you regret sleeping with your date before noon?
- Not at all ”, he said before pecking your lips softly.
Before falling asleep in his arms, you briefly thought of your grandma, and of her quite wise pieces of advice.