⸻ paradise

"how the fuck did you find a love hotel in the middle of the day?" the young man gazed at the building's entrance with the title hanging called: paradise.

he was either surprised or shocked.

the young woman he's with whose name was lisa, reached the reception and already picked a room for them. he was beyond speechless because she has her ID ready for identity or age verification and especially, credit or debit card for payment. the receptionist was already giving her the key card. she smiled at them, "please, turn left and you'll see the elevator. enjoy your stay!"

lisa faced him and smirked, "i saved your time trying to seduce me." she looked proud too. both of them continued walking. she added, "i bet jungkook didn't know there's a love hotel around this area."

"yeah," the mentioned young man scoffed. "i even doubted if i actually lived here in my entire life."

"i'm surprised there's a love hotel open at this hour," lisa responded with a giggle.

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a loud and harsh slap sound of leather heard in the bedroom which made jungkook flinch. he turned around and saw lisa handling a belt. she grinned, "should we start?"

before jungkook could say anything, lisa marched towards him.

"woah, woah, woah!" he panicked when lisa forced him to sit down on the chair facing the bed. she tried to tie his arms behind using the belt. though, he didn't let her do that easily. he grabbed both her wrists and pushed her on the bed. she yelped in surprise,"kya!"

"j-just what are you going to do?" he sounded anxious. lisa tries to squirm his grip off her, "ugh..! what the hell?!"

"calm down, i'm not try⸻ ow!" she just kneed his testicles which caused him to quickly release her and grab his groin. he balled up due to the overwhelming pain. she took this opportunity to get off and stood away far from his reach. he whimpered under his breath, "hurts..!"

"sorry," lisa could only apologize. "i-it was self-defense."

"is.. is this part of the agreement?" he whined, still trying to endure the pain in his scrotum. "fuck me, it hurts like a bitch."

"well," she shrugged. "goodbye generation of jungkook." she even had the audacity to joke about his injured testicles.

she decided to sit on the edge of the bed. she watched jungkook still wrapped around like a hedgehog. she asks unsurely, "not into it?"

"who even loves getting kicked to the balls?" jungkook asked sarcastically, still groaning from the pain.

"not that," she furrowed with her eyebrows. "tsk!" she clicked her tongue while rolling her eyes in annoyance. she crossed her arms as she cited: "bondage, whips, and stuff."

he finally looked at her—slowly shook his head—face looked pitiful. she grinned from that expression. a sadistic thought occurred in her mind. she giggled devilishly as she brushed his hair from above 'till the back of his head. she gazes softly, "too bad." she drew near his ear to whisper, "if you want to play with me, you have to agree with my terms and conditions."

"does it involve losing my balls? because fuck no, get the hell away from me," jungkook cried out which made lisa laugh out loud. he finally rolled back to lie flat in the bedsheet. he did a big sigh, "can we at least talk about this shit first before engaging to freaky stuff?"

lisa then leans her face towards the opposite of his. "no time, you're going to show me how your fingers work." jungkook looks up to see her. "but i'd enjoy it if i'll be on top," she cupped his cheeks and gave a peck on his lips. she suggests, "let's talk about it later?"

he gulped and took a breath before answering her, "okay."

"good," she pulled out a handkerchief. she smiled brightly, "what do you think about blind play and face riding, jungkook?"

the mentioned young man was speechless.

lisa asked him that in the most innocent way possible yet the words coming out of her pretty lips opposed. he didn't know the girl he just met had this immoral side. his first impression of her is someone who's strict and firm, just like a lawyer. it was almost as if she'd never engage to something lascivious. but surprise, surprise, here they are.

"jungkook?" lisa called him softly.

"okay," dryly. he licks his lips, "bring it on, new girl."

she giggled by that nickname.

she started to crawl on top of him. she let him watch her slowly taking off her underwear, teasingly pulling it off from her soft and bare legs. "y'know, jungkook," she then looked at him with a smile. he was too focused on the small show she's performing. she hangs it in the air, "i wore skirt today to easily take this annoying panties off."

jungkook's breath is slowly becoming rigid, signaling his hormones firing all over his body especially into his genital. to put it simply, our boy is turned on. he thought out loud, "i'd like to take off the rest of your clothes this time."

"nah-uh," lisa shook playfully. "i'm keeping it on."

"shame," he commented.

what lisa did next was to fold the handkerchief to blindfold jungkook. the darkness wrapped around his vision.

suddenly, all of jungkook's senses became sensitive. he could hear his heart beat in his chest up to his ears. he could feel the movement of the young woman going on top of his face. her hands landed on his chest; she did a slight squeeze.

"open your mouth," she ordered in a small tone. "show me the tongue."

he obeyed her like a damn dog.

"okay, i'm sitting," she informed cutely. when she finally sat on him, she couldn't help but let out:

"ahh.."

she seems to be relieved.

jungkook feels her womanhood around his mouth. he can't help but take a quick sniff. it smells raw, obviously. jungkook intended to touch her thighs, hips, or arse, but she quickly stopped him by grabbing it and pulling it away.

"ah-uh, no touching," she restricted him with a mischievous tone. jungkook swore he could see her grinning with her teeth visible and lips widening.

lisa began to move her hips; she rubbed her vulva on his tongue. she even did a slow circular motion as if torturing his patience. she kept holding his hands (to keep him from touching her).

she's definitely in control.

jungkook pressed his tongue on it; reason lisa suddenly jerked her hips. in surprise, "ngh!"

it sounded erotic as fuck.

he internally cursed; his manhood stiff. he wanted to free his cock in his uncomfortable pants. it felt tight. he badly needs to masturbate while he provides her cunnilingus. it was fap material.

he just wish he could see her right now. sadly, his vision is blocked by the fucking soft fabric. all he could do was imagine the sight of her enjoying this very moment.

lisa finally rocks her hips back and forth. she even puts some of her weight on him. she's starting to feel heavy as if trying to suppress him from breathing.

"ohh.." her moans are becoming loud, "hmm, fuck—angh!"

jungkook initiated to move his tongue around her entrance, teasing the labia and clitoris. he knows he's doing a good job based on her rhythmic moans.

"mmngh..ah~!" she eventually let go of his hands and gripped his hair this time. she's riding his face without shame.

"hmm~ put it inside, jungkook," her voice sounded impatient. she refers to his tongue. it suddenly thrusts inside of her entrance. because of that, her hip twitched as she mouthed,"ungh~!"

she lifted her hips from having orgasm.

jungkook immediately held her hip and thigh to return her position on his mouth. he could feel her wet womanhood as he stroked it with his tongue. he took the opportunity to sneakily slide his fingers inside her vagina and began to scissor her.

she didn't stop him. in fact, it gave her more pleasure, more loud moans.

it was music to his ears.

the heat across their face shows how both of them enjoy the moment.

"jungkook, hnngh~!" she whined cutely. her eyes fluttering in ecstasy while she's staring at the wall. it seems like she's trying to hold it in, stopping herself from having another orgasm. in desperate manner, "shit, faster..!"

he could feel her legs trembling. her insides squeezing his fingers, making it difficult to rub around inside of her. nonetheless, jungkook tries to keep working with his tongue and please the libidinous female rider until she climaxes.

"f-fuck!" she cursed out with a shaking voice. after a few seconds, she fell with her back and tried to catch some air. jungkook finally removed the handkerchief from him and also took a breather.

he thought he was about to suffocate from giving head. he still manage to say his victory, "i win."

lisa giggling, turning into a chuckle. she sat up and looked at jungkook still lying flat in the bed. she's smiling ear to ear.

"you're hard," she said innocently.

"oh, thanks for finally noticing, miss manoban," he sounded sassy as hell. once she got off of him, he sat down. he added, "i'd be glad to get a blow job as thank you."

he watches lisa wearing her panties.

"hey," his eyebrows furrowed. "don't tell me you're gonna leave me with blue balls."

"i got a missed call from mom," as she raised her phone. she took her bag from the floor. she goes near the door, "don't want her to worry."

before she could leave the room, she turned around and gave him a smirk, "see you tomorrow, mister jeon."