He stopped a few inches from her, his eyes drinking in every detail of her pretty face, her flushed cheeks, and the way her breath hitched with anticipation. The intensity of the moment nearly overwhelmed him. “Can I kiss you?” he asked, his voice rough with raw need.

The air between them crackled with an almost unbearable intensity. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and breathless, the word escaping her lips with a soft, trembling whisper: “Yes.”

At her consent, Jungkook's control shattered. A desperate hunger took over as he closed the distance in an instant, grabbed her jaw, his lips crashing against hers with an urgency born of the depth of his feelings and uncontrollable desire.

Her soft, womanly curves pressed against the hard planes of his body. He was certain she would feel his hardness pressing into her stomach, but he didn't mind. He could sense her warmth, her solid heat, and the reality of her sending shockwaves through him, right down to the core of his being.

“I wanted to kiss you exactly like this in front of everyone," he rasped, his voice low and urgent as he spoke into her mouth. "So they'd know you're mine."

She drew back slightly, her eyes heavy-lidded as she gazed at him. "They already do," she whispered breathlessly.

He leaned in again, taking her face in his hands and holding it firmly before he kissed her. The moment her lips met his, everything else became insignificant. He had never felt such desperate need for anyone before. This was new, but thrilling. Kissing her was like fire, a potent buzz coursing through his veins. It was electric, yet it also felt safe and right. Kissing her was pure bliss.

Her lips were full and lush, and she clearly knew how to kiss back, revealing her experience. He took her lower lip between his teeth, then gently bracketing the sting with his lips as he suckled it. She whimpered softly into his mouth.

No more new experiences for her-he would be the only man she kissed from now on, forever. There would be no one else.

He slowly slid his hands down, caressing her spine, moving over her rounded hips, and then grasped a handful of her dress in his fist. He felt her heart pounding as he slid his hand up under the long slits of her dress. His fingers roamed up her thighs, over her backside, caressing her bare skin before he wrapped his arms around her waist.

She clasped her hands around his neck, digging her fingers into the back just enough to create a pleasant burn. He growled-a deep, resonant sound that reverberated against her lips. Suddenly, he was lifting her, her legs locking around his waist as he moved away from the wall. He placed her on the vanity, standing between her legs.

His tongue swept inside her mouth, and he felt her shudder in his embrace.

His eyes locked with hers, their gazes intense as they breathed heavily.

"What have you done to me?" he asked.

"I don't know," she replied, a playful grin on her face. "What has happened to you?"

"Are you teasing me?" he asked.

She laughed, sending a shiver through him. "No."

With a groan, he slipped his hand inside her panties and eased two fingers into her slick core. "But you've teased me a lot before. Remember our last event together?" he whispered, beginning to move his fingers in

and out, swirling, dipping, and rubbing.

He watched as her breathing quickened, her body writhing as she bit her lip. "I've been holding back for too long," he murmured. "Last night I was gentle and nice. Will you let me be bad with you now?" He drew her closer, his long fingers continuing their teasing exploration.

She bit her lip hard, a sound escaping her as she buried her face against his shoulder. He could see how his touch, the movement of his fingers, was bringing her closer to the edge of orgasm.

"You can do whatever you want," she whispered breathlessly.

“Fuck," he forced out between gritted teeth. Even the briefest delay felt like torture

He grasped her hips firmly, holding her in place. "Then hold on to me, baby.” She nodded, breathless. He hissed in anticipation, then leaned forward, placing his hands on the wall for support as his hips thrust up to meet hers.