*DIRTY*

"Don't open your eyes. I'm serious."

You laugh as he keeps a heavy hand across your face as the both of you walk down the stairs. "I'm gonna fall, you jerk!" You snarl playfully.

"I got you, don't worry." The two of you finally step down to the bottom step and he places a hand on the small of your back, his other hand still on your face. "Okay, okay," he says, "I think it's safe now."

You open your eyes. You two are at the bottom of the stairs in front of the living room. The Christmas tree is up, the fireplace is lit, the smell of apples and cinnamon filling your nose. It is Christmas morning, and your boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook, and you have just now come downstairs for him to show you your Christmas surprise. Apparently, he's already been up and working though.

It's been two years since you both met. Almost one since you both moved in together, but this is your first Christmas together in this house the two of you own. And right now, you couldn't ask for anything more than this moment. That is, until you see the big Christmas present among many under the tree.

Jungkook nods towards it. "Go open it," he winks, his hand still guiding you. "Merry Christmas."

You step over and kneel to the big red box with a green bow. Suddenly, the box moves! It jumps toward you. You scream bloody murder and jump up as Jungkook erupts in fits of laughter. "The cat's out of the bag..." He jokes. "Well, not exactly a cat."

You laugh too, realizing.

He steps over and lifts the box as a golden retriever puppy peeks its head up at you. A big green bow tied around it's neck, it runs towards you and you begin to cry tears of joy.
"How did you... When did you....?" You cry. You'd been asking for a puppy for several months. The pup is so precious, and it lets out a squeak for you to pet it. When you bend down farther, he attacks, licking your face. You laugh again, the joy of this moment filling your heart with love for your handsome man.

"I figured you could name him," he says, smiling at the puppy. You think for a long time, the puppy anxiously awaiting to play with you. When he realizes you're just gonna pet him and not play, he slips off around the Christmas tree to sniff.

"He looks like a Victor to me," You finally say, your eyes never leaving the little bundle of joy.

"Victor it is," Jungkook says, taking your hand to help you stand back up. He wraps you in his embrace and the both of you watch Victor prowl around the tree. Jungkook rests his chin on your forehead, the warmth you feel bring happy tears to your eyes.

After you and Jungkook exchange the rest of the gifts you both got for each other, you continue playing with Victor until the day comes to an end. After feeding him for the evening, Victor sprawls out onto the living room carpet; he lets out a long breath and you quickly take a picture to post on social media for your family and friends to see the exciting news. Jungkook hugs you from behind, this time nestling his chin on your shoulder. "Thank you so much. Really." You say softly as he squeezes a little tighter.

"Anything for the love of my life," Jungkook grins.

That's it for you. You swiftly turn to face him and crash your lips against his and his surprise turns into laughter as he kisses you back. You feel goosebumps and the heat rising with each sultry kiss. It's a few minutes of that before you stop him. "You, me, upstairs." You snap.
He laughs way harder than you expect.

"We at least gotta get Victor settled down for the night," he says teasingly.

"I can't wait that long." You joke.

Jungkook winks at you, his dark eyes glossing over your face, your neck, down your body. It's a wonder he isn't munching on you with the way he's looking. Like you're some sort of meal. You return the gaze, grinning.

"Okay okay," he says. "The crate's right here. I don't want him destroying the Christmas tree."

"Good idea," You smirk, knowing how mischievous puppies can be. You pull out the crate, and carefully settle sleepy Victor in, giving him plenty of water and a Nylabone.

"You first, milady," Jungkook says. You step in front of him and start up the stairs. He grabs your butt more than once on the way up and you giggle like a schoolgirl.

You crash onto the bed, the white sheets crumpled beneath you from this morning. And then he's there, towering over you, straddling you. He supports his weight with one hand and touches your face with the other. "Merry Christmas," he says quietly. "I love you."
He crashes his lips to yours. You squirm under him, feeling the goosebumps and warmth and love for him grow. You kiss him back. He bites your bottom lip slightly, breathing out as he does. Then in a sudden movement, his face is at your neck, his tongue just above the hem of your t-shirt. He licks. All the way up the left side of your neck, to your ear. He breathes there, ever so softly. You begin to moan already, the feeling of warmth growing.

"I love you," You say. He kisses you again. This time, more playful. You bite his lip in return. He pulls back.

"Alright. Off," he says, nodding to your shirt.

"Now?" You tease, already sitting up to take off your shirt. Your bare breasts feel cold with the fan running.

"Mhmm," he coos, returning to your neck to lick again. He licks up the left side of your neck. Then the right side. Then farther down the left. And the right again. And keeps licking gradually until his tongue is at your nipples. Then he sucks softly, his eyes caressing your face.

You can't even look at him, the feeling is so great. He scoots closer, pinning your arms down as he continues to suck there. You squirm with pleasure.
After a few moments, he tugs on your pajama pants. "Off," he teases.

You tug on his shirt. "Off," You demand.

Off the clothes go, the both of your bare chests now pressed together. He comes back to straddle you, only this time he licks down instead of up. Down your neck, down between your breasts. Down your stomach and slowly but surely between your legs.
Then he does it. Licks around your entrance, back and forth, then slowly starts to suck again, that soft motion of his tongue making you want to scream in pleasure. Your breathing increases, with each breath your moan becomes louder.

He grabs your legs suddenly, pushing them apart to lick from the bottom of your entrance to the top. Your legs pressed up towards your face, he grabs your thighs and squeezes. Pain and pleasure mix so nicely, and he has always been a man that can give you both.
He gives another squeeze at your love handles, then higher, then your breasts. He continues licking, almost as if he's making out with your entrance, those lips being just as tasty as before.

You keep squirming, keep breathing, waiting for that moment. The one he always gets to where he finally, finally inserts his fingers at the same time and -

"Oh... Oh my God," You blush as he shoves against you. You feel how deep he is going by the feel of his entire hand against your skin. He pumps, then kisses, then pumps again. All until you are so very near climax. "Now," You say quietly between breaths.

And there it is. The super-fast pumping, the louder moaning, the beautiful moment when you see him above you, pumping so hard that you can barely contain it. And it happens, the moment when your thighs shake uncontrollably, your eyes roll back, and you find yourself almost sweating in pleasure. He eases you down, slowly, caressing your face, smiling next to you, giving you the greatest feeling of love and joy.

It only takes a moment of soft, quiet breathing, with you reveling in the pleasure he's given you, to want to please him all the same. I grin, "Just you wait," You say.
You both prefer the submissive life, though you do more so than him. But when it comes to this, you can please him, and boy are you ready to do that. You pull off his shorts, slowly coming back up to find his erection.

You smile at him. "I see how bad you want me," You tempt.
"So bad," he says back. You lean over and suck for a moment just to get a little moisture, and then you begin to pump. Heavy breaths come from him, breaths of pleasure. "That feels so good," he says.

"Yeah?"

"Mhmmm..."

You continue. Slowly, but then faster, until you can see the look on his face that he is even closer than before. Then you crouch above him, facing him, and lower yourself onto him, feeling how big he is inside of you. It has been a while since you were this adventurous with him and this dominant, and you can see that he is enjoying it.

You spread your legs as wide as possible, still crouched, and begin to move up and down slowly. So slowly. He moans in pleasure. You moan right back.
Back and forth you two moan; you moving slowly on top of him, but then starting to move faster each time. You lower yourself onto his chest, laying on his chest as you move yourself up and down, up and down to feed his pleasure.

He grabs your ass and squeezes hard, fueling your speed. You're at a fast speed now, getting tired, so you quickly hop off, turn around so you're facing away from him, so he can get that view. Back at it again from a more comfortable position, you begin to move almost as fast as you can, saving that last bit of speed for the very end. You hear his breathing increase, his moaning gets louder with yours, and then you do it. You pick up speed, almost bouncing on top of him until you feel him relax in pleasure. You have never felt so intimate with him before, almost as if you both determined exactly what the other needed tonight.

You curl up next to him once again, your eyes locked. You run a hand through his hair. "I love you so much," You say.

"Forever and always," he replies.

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