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He felt a rush of warmth flood his chest as he lowered the gown, inching it down slowly, savoring each moment as it cascaded over her curves. When he reached her waist, he paused, his eyes locked onto hers, filled with both desire and tenderness. “Will you lift your hips for me?” he murmured, his voice low and husky, heavy with longing.

Y/N complied, her heart racing as she lifted her hips, allowing him to slide the gown down completely, letting it pool around her lower body. With each movement, the atmosphere thickened with anticipation, igniting a fire between them that made everything else fade into the background. Jungkook's gaze never wavered from her, the connection between them deepening with every breath, every touch.

Jungkook's lips trailed down Y/N's neck, leaving a gentle warmth in their wake. He started with soft kisses, reverently pressing his mouth against her skin, savoring the delicate curve of her collarbone. Each kiss was a silent promise, a testament to the love he felt for her, deep and consuming. He could feel her heartbeat quicken beneath his touch, fueling his desire and heightening the intimacy of the moment.

As he continued down to her throat, he paused to let his breath linger against her skin, savoring the soft rise and fall of her breath. He could feel the warmth radiating from her body, drawing him closer, urging him on. His lips traced a path to her shoulder, kissing the delicate skin there as if he were marking his territory, claiming her in the most beautiful way.

His gaze traveled back to her face, searching for her approval. With a question in his eyes, he silently asked if he could remove the rest of her garments, wanting to ensure she was comfortable with the next step. His heart raced, not just with desire, but with the weight of the moment, wanting to honor her trust as he sought to explore this new chapter in their relationship.

Y/N met Jungkook's gaze, her breath hitching slightly as she felt the intensity of his longing reflected in his eyes. There was something vulnerable yet powerful in the way he looked at her, as if he were ready to surrender everything to her but needed her to meet him halfway. A soft smile graced her lips, encouraging him without uttering a word, and she nodded gently, granting him the permission he sought.

Jungkook's heart soared at her response, a wave of relief washing over him. He took his time, cherishing the moment, as his fingers brushed along the hem of her remaining garments. Slowly, deliberately, he began to slide the fabric down, exposing her skin inch by inch, like unveiling a masterpiece. Each movement was tender, careful, as if he were unwrapping the most precious gift he had ever received.

As he peeled away the last barrier between them, he couldn’t help but admire the beauty before him. Y/N’s body glowed in the soft light, her form both ethereal and alluring. He allowed himself a moment to drink in the sight, memorizing every curve and contour, imprinting this image in his mind forever.

With reverence, he leaned in closer, his lips finding her collarbone again, trailing kisses along her skin as he continued to explore the depths of her trust. He wanted to make this moment unforgettable, to show her just how much she meant to him. As his hands roamed over her body, every touch was filled with a gentle worship, a promise that he would always cherish her.

“Are you okay?” he murmured against her skin, his voice low and filled with genuine concern, wanting to ensure she was still comfortable in this vulnerable state. Jungkook's eyes held hers, searching for any sign of hesitation, ready to stop if she needed him to.

Y/N smiled softly, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of excitement and nervousness, the warmth of his touch soothing her insecurities. She nodded again, feeling safe in his embrace, knowing he would always prioritize her feelings above his desires.

Y/N felt an overwhelming surge of desire coursing through her veins, the heat of the moment igniting a longing that had been building since the day they had met. She couldn’t contain herself any longer. With a determined look in her eyes, she reached out, her fingers finding the hem of Jungkook’s shirt. She tugged gently, her urgency clear as she tried to pull the fabric over his head.

Jungkook chuckled softly, his amusement evident as he watched her fervent attempts. “Eager, are we?” he teased, a playful glint in his eyes. His smile was warm, filled with affection and a hint of mischief, making her heart race even faster.

Before she could respond, he took control, lifting his arms and effortlessly shedding the shirt himself. The fabric slipped away, revealing his toned torso, the definition of his muscles catching the soft light of the room. Y/N’s breath hitched at the sight, her gaze roaming over every contour, every ripple of his body.

“Better?” Jungkook asked, a sly grin on his lips as he leaned closer, his warmth enveloping her entirely. The playful spark in his eyes made her pulse quicken, and she couldn’t help but nod, unable to form words as she soaked in the view before her.

With her heart racing, she leaned in, unable to resist the magnetic pull between them any longer. Jungkook watched her with a mix of tenderness and excitement, ready to meet her halfway, eager to dive into the passion that awaited them both.

Jungkook’s hands slid down her body, his touch both tender and commanding as they traveled between her legs. He could feel the warmth radiating from her skin, and he took his time, wanting to savor every moment. As his fingers found their place, he began to draw lazy circles on her clit, the movement slow and deliberate.

At the same time, his mouth trailed down to the valley of her breasts, kissing and teasing his way toward her nipple. When he enveloped her nipple with his warm mouth, he alternated between sucking gently and flicking it with his tongue, driving her wild. Y/N gasped at the sensation, her body instinctively responding to his touch. Each swirl of his fingers on her clit and the delightful tug of his mouth on her breast sent shivers coursing through her, igniting a fire deep within her core.

She arched her back, seeking more of that delicious friction, urging him on without needing to say a word. Jungkook watched her closely, his eyes darkening with desire as he noticed how her breath quickened and her body began to tremble under his ministrations. The intimacy of the moment enveloped them, creating a bubble of warmth and trust that only deepened their connection.

With every gentle stroke and tantalizing kiss, he aimed to prepare her, to build that delicious tension that hung in the air between them. He wanted her to feel completely relaxed, to know that he would take care of her, ensuring that their union would be as beautiful as the love they shared.

As Jungkook continued to draw those lazy circles, he could feel the heat building within Y/N. Her breathing became erratic, punctuated by soft moans that echoed off the walls, each sound urging him on. He loved the way she responded to his every touch, the way her body melted into his, and he wanted to take her higher, to feel her reach that peak of pleasure.

He maintained his rhythm, his mouth still teasing her nipple, sucking and licking with a fervor that made her gasp and arch her back further into the bed. He could see the way her eyes fluttered shut, her face twisting in ecstasy, and it only fueled his desire to give her more. Jungkook focused on both her clit and her breast, ensuring that each sensation intertwined perfectly, creating a symphony of pleasure that played throughout her body.

Y/N’s hands, which had initially been pinned to her sides, began to find their way to his hair, fingers tangling in his dark locks as she pulled him closer, silently begging him for more. Every gentle pull, every desperate movement of her hips told him that she was nearing the edge, and he wanted nothing more than to push her over it.

“Y/N,” he murmured against her skin, his voice thick with desire. “Let go. Just feel. I’m here with you.” The words hung in the air, a promise that enveloped them both.

In response, her hips bucked against his hand, and he felt her muscles begin to tighten, that delicious tension building within her. With a final flick of his tongue and an intensifying of his fingers, he sent her spiraling into bliss. Y/N cried out, a sound of pure ecstasy that resonated in his chest, and he reveled in the beauty of her release, savoring every moment as she trembled beneath him.

As she rode the waves of pleasure, he slowed his movements, wanting her to feel every aftershock, every lingering caress, until she finally opened her eyes, filled with warmth and a glimmer of vulnerability. Jungkook kissed her softly, tasting her lips, tasting the essence of her bliss as they breathed together in the aftermath, their hearts racing in tandem. He felt an overwhelming sense of protectiveness and love wash over him, solidifying the connection they shared in that intimate moment.

He removed his bottom clothing and undergarment with a deliberate slowness, the anticipation hanging thick in the air. As he finally settled between Y/N's legs, he felt a rush of heat course through him. The moment was electric, the world outside fading away until it was just the two of them, intertwined in this intimate cocoon.

Kneeling before her, Jungkook looked into her eyes, searching for reassurance, for any hint of hesitation. But all he found was a hunger that mirrored his own, a deep yearning that called to him. The weight of their connection hung heavily in the air, thick with unspoken promises and shared desires. He leaned forward, his breath warm against her skin, and captured her lips in a soft kiss, his hands resting on her thighs, grounding them both in this moment.

He took his time, exploring the delicate curve of her body, mapping every inch with his hands and lips. The sensation of her skin against his ignited something primal within him, a need to possess and cherish her in equal measure. He wanted to worship her, to make her feel cherished and adored, and as he hovered above her, the world outside ceased to exist.

With a playful glint in his eye, he whispered, “Are you ready for this?” It was a question wrapped in sincerity, ensuring that they were both on the same page, both eager and willing to embrace what was about to unfold. His heart raced at the thought of what was to come, and he could see that same excitement reflected in her gaze.

Y/N nodded, her eyes never leaving his. "Yes," she breathed, her voice barely audible. Her heart thundered in her chest, the anticipation of their union making her lightheaded. She felt the heat of his skin against her own, the softness of the bed beneath her, the warmth of the candlelight casting a romantic glow over their entwined bodies

With a gentle yet firm hand, Jungkook positioned himself at her entrance, his arousal pulsing with the beat of his heart, the tip of him brushing against her slick folds, making her gasp at the sensation. He took a moment to appreciate the beauty before him—her body laid bare and open, a silent invitation to share in this most intimate of moments.

Before he could enter her, he leaned down to claim her mouth once more. The kiss was deep and passionate, a silent vow of love and protection. As their tongues danced together, Jungkook pressed into her, filling her with his length in one smooth, agonizingly slow motion. Y/N's eyes widened as she felt him stretch her, his size both thrilling and a little intimidating. But she didn't pull away; instead, she wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him closer, deeper.

He broke the kiss, his forehead resting against hers, as he took in the sight of their joined bodies. His eyes searched hers for any sign of pain or discomfort, but all he saw was a spark of fiery need that mirrored his own. With a soft groan, Jungkook began to move, his hips rocking gently against hers. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing through her, each retreat leaving her desperate for more.

He whispered against her ear, "Look at me, Y/N. Look at me and nothing else." His voice was a soft command, a gentle reminder of their undying connection. She obeyed, her eyes locking onto his as he moved within her. The intensity of their gaze was a lifeline, anchoring her to the moment, to him. The rest of the world disappeared, leaving only the two of them, bound by passion and love.

Jungkook leaned in closer, his breath hot on her skin, and whispered, "I love you." The words hung in the air, a declaration that resonated through her soul. Her eyes filled with unshed tears as she felt the truth of his love, a warmth that spread through her like wildfire. She whispered back, her voice a trembling echo of his, "I love you too, Jungkook." The words felt like a key turning in a lock, unlocking a door to a future filled with happiness and warmth.

With their hearts laid bare, Y/N pulled Jungkook back into a deep, hungry kiss. Their tongues danced together, tasting each other's love and desire. His hand slid up her side, cupping her face, as if afraid she might slip away. She held onto him tightly, her nails digging into his shoulder, not wanting to break the connection that was forming between them.

"Are you close, yeowang nim?" Jungkook whispered against her neck, his voice strained with his own need.

Y/N nodded, her breaths coming in shallow pants. "So close," she managed to reply, her voice a throaty murmur. Jungkook's eyes searched hers, a fierce protectiveness mixed with the desire that clouded his gaze. He didn't want to rush her, not on their first night together. He wanted to savor every moment, to make sure she felt cherished and loved.

With renewed determination, Jungkook kissed her neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin just above her collarbone. He felt her shiver and knew he had found a spot that sent bolts of pleasure through her. He continued to kiss and nibble along her neck as he quickened his pace, their bodies moving in a dance as old as time itself. Her legs tightened around him, urging him on, her nails digging into his back as she climbed higher and higher.

Y/N's breath hitched, her eyes squeezing shut as she whispered, "I'm close." Jungkook's response was a soft groan of understanding. "I know," he murmured against her skin, his own need echoing in his voice. "I feel it." His movements grew more deliberate, his thrusts more forceful. He knew she was ready, could feel her walls tightening around him, a sign that she was nearing her peak.

With one hand, he reached between them, his thumb finding her clit and applying just the right amount of pressure. He felt her body tense, her muscles tightening around him, and knew she was on the edge. He pushed her over, her orgasm crashing through her like a tidal wave. Her nails scored down his back, and she cried out his name, her body arching off the bed. Jungkook watched her with a fierce tenderness, his own release imminent.

He quickened his pace, their bodies moving together in a frantic rhythm. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, punctuated by their mingled gasps and moans. Y/N's eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth open in a silent scream as pleasure consumed her. Jungkook felt the coil of his own climax tightening in his belly, his entire being focused on the exquisite sensation of her around him.

As her orgasm subsided, she opened her eyes to find Jungkook's gaze still locked on hers, his eyes a dark, smoldering blue that seemed to see straight into her soul. "Jungkook," she murmured, her voice raw with passion. He took her hand and placed it over his heart, feeling the rapid beat beneath his skin.

"Feel this," he whispered, "This is what you do to me. Every time I look at you, every time you smile, every time I touch you, you set me on fire." His words were like a balm to her heart, soothing the wounds of a thousand lonely nights. With each beat of his heart, she felt their connection strengthen, a bond that was now sealed with their shared passion.

Jungkook's thrusts grew more erratic, his breathing more ragged. He was so close, so very close. His eyes never left hers, as if he were afraid that if he did, the moment might shatter like fine glass. He felt her tightening around him again, her body begging for more, her eyes speaking of a need that mirrored his own. With a final, guttural groan, he gave in to the pleasure, his orgasm washing over him in a white-hot wave. He spilled himself inside her, the feeling of release more profound than he had ever experienced.

He kissed her, still buried deep within her, feeling the warmth of their union, the aftershocks of pleasure still rippling through both of their bodies. His cock began to soften, but the connection remained, a testament to the depth of their love. Their kiss grew slower, more lingering, as if neither wanted to be the first to break the spell. Y/N's legs fell open, her body still trembling with the aftermath of her climax, welcoming his weight as he settled fully on top of her.

Finally, Jungkook pulled out with a sigh, his body leaving hers with a sense of reluctance. He rolled to the side, his arm wrapping around her waist to pull her closer, his face nuzzling into the crook of her neck. "I love you," he murmured against her skin, his voice still thick with desire. "Thank you for today." His words were a warm breath that sent a shiver down her spine.

Y/N turned to face him, her eyes searching his for any sign of doubt or regret. What she found was a soft smile and a gaze filled with adoration. "I love you too," she said, her voice trembling. "Thank you for everything." Her hand reached up to cradle his cheek, her thumb tracing the line of his jaw. They lay there for a moment, their hearts beating in sync, the only sound in the otherwise quiet room.

Jungkook's hands came to rest on her belly, his touch gentle and soothing. He looked into her eyes, his own filled with concern. "Did I hurt you?" he asked softly. She could see the vulnerability in him, the fear of having caused her pain, and it made her love him even more.

Y/N shook her head, smiling through the lingering haze of pleasure. "No," she assured him, her voice still a bit breathless. "You didn't hurt me." She placed her own hand over his, feeling the warmth of his skin against hers. The concern in his gaze melted away, replaced by a look of relief and affection. His thumb began to trace slow, soothing circles around her navel, his touch calming the storm of emotions within her.

Leaning in, Jungkook whispered, "I love you," once more, his breath warm against her ear. She couldn't help but giggle, the sound light and airy in the quiet of the room. The tension of the day had been replaced by a sense of playfulness that felt new and exciting. "You say it so much," she teased, her voice soft and intimate.

“I love you too.”