Chapter 7
"Damn it, I forgot. I need to get you to sign something." We'd separated a little, hand coming up to wipe away the wetness on my lips where they tingled under my touch. Well, this was a buzz kill.
"You mean an NDA?"
"Oh, you know about them?" He seemed surprised, obviously forgetting what company I worked for.
"It will be the first one I've had to sign but I know what it's for and I understand. I'm not in the habit of sharing any details about my relationships no matter how cute and sexy they might be. But of course, I'll sign."
He seemed relieved, going to a folder tucked away on the desk and pulling out some papers.
"Do you all travel with those," I asked, not judging, just curious.
He shrugged his shoulders. "They come as part of our itinerary anytime we travel, especially now we're older and have our own rooms. It wasn't as big a deal when we shared rooms, no chance for romance then."
"Romance. Cute," I thought, reaching for the pen on the desk. "Show me where to sign then," I said, briefly scanning the document. All of it looked standard, I had read through them before when I started working at the company but I'd never been in the position to add my name to one. Not that I was complaining, I just wanted to carry on with my evening. Scrawling my signature and placing the pen back down, I turned to face him.
Jungkook was next to me, leaning back against the desk with his arms crossed, chewing his lip. He seemed less confident now we'd stalled, a little on edge as he looked at me.
"That might have killed the mood a little," I said with a smirk.
"Yeah, sorry, I wasn't thinking earlier. I mean I hoped we would need one but it wasn't in the front of my mind."
"You were thinking about other things," I said quietly, stepping a little closer and his arms uncrossed, his hand reaching for mine to pull me between his legs.
"Yes I was Marley," he said, eyes flitting from mine, down to my feet and back up my body again. I felt like he was undressing me as he lingered on certain parts of my body and as his eyes drifted up, I flushed to see his eyes dripping with attraction.
Taking my hand, he brought my arm to his nose, running it along the length before it settled on my wrist, taking a deep breath. "I love your scent. Can't get enough of it," he said, following his words by placing a few kisses there, gentle, sweet, causing a heady reaction in my body. He was pressing all the right buttons, very, very good at this and I felt myself gravitate to him, incapable of stopping the momentum that had our chests touching again. "I'd say where were we but we both know where we were." His voice was deep and slow, drawing the sound out between his soft, parted lips.
"Yes," I said quietly, leaning in again, the waiting for his mouth on mine taking too long. He tucked the hair behind my ears, twisting it briefly in his fingers before letting it fall when his hands found my face again. As his lips grazed over mine, I slid my arms around his back and my top began to slide off my shoulder, the wide neck falling to reveal my skin. Reaching to catch it before it slipped further down my arm, Jungkook's hand came up to catch it instead. "It doesn't matter does it," he asked resting on my shoulder, his hand warming the skin that was now bare. "It's not staying on."
His words went straight to my stomach, enjoying this side of Kook, different from the seeming shy man I'd met just a few days ago and who made an appearance when his insecurities flared up.
"Oh, is it not?" I asked, teasing a little.
"My plan is to remove it, very, very soon," he replied. Turning my back so it rested against his chest, I started to slowly unbutton the top two buttons, making the neckline wider and fall even more.
"Let me help with that then," I said, my voice a little raspy, tight from holding in the emotions I had been carrying the last few days. And then my mouth fell open as his lips fell on my shoulders, across my back and neck, tasting me softly with his mouth and tongue as he gently moved my hair out the way. Twisting it in his fist, he turned me so we were looking at each other, taking another moment as we traced everything about each other with our eyes.
I reached for the scar on his cheek, lightly touching, brushing a kiss across it. "My brother," he said by way of explanation, exhaling as I kissed each of the tiny moles that covered his skin.
"I think you're incredible Jungkook," I replied, walking backwards towards the bed, allowing myself to fall back as I felt it hit my legs. His arms came to automatically catch me so I fell gently and I could feel the strength of his muscles as he laid me back. His fingers found the remaining buttons on my shirt, checking for a nod before he undid them, the shirt falling back from my body.
I couldn't keep my eyes open as his mouth moved down my neck, over my chest, tantalisingly close but missing my breasts before easing down my stomach. The sound that exhaled from my mouth caught his attention and he looked up, pausing in his movements.
"Your eyelashes are so long," he said. "And they're real?"
"Everything about me is real," I answered, wondering at what his world was like, how many people changed things about themselves to fit in with the requirements to be perfect.
"Me too," he said, taking my hand in his, linking them before he rested the pile of knotted fingers on my stomach.
"Oh, I had no doubt about that," I said, drinking him in as he hovered above me. "Is your shirt staying on?"
His arms moved as he reached to pull it up and over his head, revealing the muscles I could feel under. My eyes probably grew large, a small smirk on his face as I looked him up and down, not hiding my admiration. "Well, you did say you work out," my hands coming up to run from his neck down to his belly button, pausing at the top of his jeans. "Are these staying on too?" He inhaled quickly and I could see he was responding to my touch as he undid the top button, revealing his Calvin Klein underwear as he slid them off his legs, tossing the jeans over his shoulder. Now, leaning above me I could see clearly that every bit of him was impressive and I felt things shift even more in the air.
"Are you OK if I take these off too," he asked and I nodded as he slowly started to unbutton my jeans. He slid down my body until he was kneeling in front of me as he peeled them off, kissing down my legs as he did, avoiding my centre. That just made it hotter, to look up at him like that and know he could turn the tables at any stage, going from gentle to using his strength and both ways would feel incredible.
"You have amazing legs", he said, leaning back to admire them, bringing a blush to my cheeks as he seemed to analyse all my curves.
I didn't know what I expected, wham bam, thank you mam? But he was taking his time, appreciating the experience and I was living for it. I should've felt more embarrassed than I did or vulnerable and insecure as he looked up and down my body, dressed now just in my unbuttoned top and panties but the way he was looking at me made me feel desired, his pupils so blown that I wasn't sure they could get any bigger.
He stroked along them, his tattoos standing out against the paleness of my leg. "Ah, thank you," I replied, feeling like I should say something but words jumbled in my head from the way he was touching me.
"Mmmmmm," he continued as his mouth began to press kisses along my thigh. "Another part of you that is strong," and for a moment, I pictured them wrapped around his body, drawing him closer so there was no space between our skin and it felt like a premonition of what was to come. Holding my ankle as he mouthed closer to my stomach, he angled it to lightly tug me so he lay comfortably between my legs.
"Is there any part of you that doesn't smell great," he asked as he rested his chin on my stomach and I reached down to stroke his hair, no time to answer before my body was arching back as he continued to worship it with his touch.
"I'll be back in two months," Jungkook said, holding me surprisingly close. I liked it, being snuggled up like this after intimacy. In fact I liked it a lot. It was definitely not what I expected but then a lot of the last 48 hours had been outside of anything I could've planned or felt. We were both exhausted but satisfied, bodies relaxed and stretched in delicious ways and I had some very specific sounds seared into my mind from when he was losing control. He was musical, even then.
"Don't promise anything."
"I won't."
"But," and I paused, wondering what I wanted to say.
"But," he questioned, squeezing my fingers a little tighter.
"But I think I'm a little bit addicted to you," I whispered into the air, wondering if I'd said it loud enough to hear.
"Marley, I'm already more than a little addicted to you. Your smart mouth, your body, your scent," he finished, his tone dropping lower.
"You mean my pheromones?"
And he laughed, his voice vibrating under my hand, his body pulling me even closer. And I gave myself easily into his touch as he breathed in all of me, his nose trailing my body before nothing, absolutely nothing else mattered and I was OK with everything we'd given each other in the moments we could spend together, even if it was for just one night.
Later that day
"This arrived for you. Sorry Junkookie-ssi, you know we have to check everything." Staff handed me a small package, looking a little sheepish that they had to invade our privacy more than we would like.
He sighed. "I know, it's OK. Thank you."
"You got a gift Kook? From ARMY" Tae asked, stretched out on the couch across from him.
"I don't know if it's from ARMY but I'm hoping I know who it's from," Jungkook answered with a smile.
"Oh, is this from Marley maybe? She stayed the night, right?" Jimin leaned forward, wriggling his eyebrows at Jungkook who just rolled his eyes back.
"You know I never kiss and tell."
"Yes but we know you well enough to know that look on your face isn't because you had a really good sleep last night," Yoongi grinned.
There were all lounging in one of the main suites, waiting to have a meeting about their day and Jungkook was very distracted. He had been since she'd slipped from his bed that morning, pressing a final kiss to his lips before he'd watched her walk away. He was sure that wiggle to her hips was her final goodbye to him but maybe not.
Opening the bag, he took out the note first, reading it to himself.
"So you don't forget me xx" Marley
Opening up the jar she'd sent, he scooped a small amount and rubbed it between his fingers, bringing it up to his nose with a smile as he closed his eyes and breathed her in. No chance he'd forget her.
A/N – OK, that's it for now. Hope you enjoyed it. I'm kinda tempted to do a sequel at some stage because he's back to the city in 2 months, what do you think? Let me know!