My bestie's uncle (detailed version)

Jeon: (Then, she lowered her head and began pressing her lips with her teeth. I could see the nervousness in her eyes, the hesitation in her trembling fingers. I understood. She was new to this, new to me, to us. I cupped her face gently, tilting her chin up so our eyes met.)

"Don't worry, Y/N. I will never touch you without your permission. You don’t have to be afraid." (I let my thumb brush against her cheek, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my touch.) "I know you are my wife, and I have all rights over you. But that doesn’t mean I will force myself on you." (My voice was firm yet soft, a quiet promise.)

Y/N: (Hearing his words, I felt a strange warmth spread through my chest. A reminder—he is not just a boy. He is a man. My husband. Jeon Jungkook. And more than anything, I trust him, more than I trust myself. His presence, his voice, his touch—everything about him reassured me. A shy smile crept onto my lips as I lowered my gaze.)

"I... I know." (My voice was barely above a whisper, my fingers clutching the fabric of my dress. I hesitated before speaking again.) "I am your wife, and you have all rights over me. I… I don’t have any problem with this. It’s just that… I’m feeling shy. You understand, right? I mean…" (The words stumbled out of my mouth, my nervousness making me stutter. I could feel my cheeks heating up as I tried to find the right words.)

Jeon: Are you okay if I do this?

Y/N: Yes, Jeon… (She responded softly, feeling a deep warmth spreading across her face.)

Jeon : I'm not an easy person to handle. (

Jeon: (Watching her like this, her innocence, her vulnerability, I felt something stir deep within me. A longing—not just of desire, but of something far more intense. Love. Pure and consuming. I couldn't hold back my smile. Slowly, I leaned in, bringing my lips close to her ear.)

"So… you don’t have any problem with doing this, huh?" (My voice was playful, teasing, laced with a challenge. The moment the words left my mouth, she turned to me, her wide eyes filled with embarrassment before she threw herself into my arms, hugging me tightly around my neck. Her warmth, her scent, the way her tiny hands clutched onto me—it drove me crazy.)

(My arms wrapped around her waist instinctively, pulling her even closer. I could feel her heart pounding against my chest, matching the wild rhythm of my own. Smirking against her hair, I whispered,) "Then why are you hiding from me, hmm? Didn’t you just say you don’t have any problem?"

Y/N: (Hearing his words, I buried my face deeper into his neck, too shy to respond. His scent, a mix of musk and something uniquely him, surrounded me, making my mind dizzy. His arms tightened around me, his fingers tracing slow, teasing circles on my back. My breath hitched.)

Jeon: (I leaned back slightly, my fingers tilting her chin up so she would face me. Her lips were parted slightly, her eyes filled with something unspoken—something innocent yet sinful. My thumb grazed over her bottom lip, my gaze darkening.)

"Tell me, Y/N… do you trust me?" (My voice was barely above a whisper, the tension between us thick, suffocating.)

Y/N: (I nodded, my voice failing me. But that wasn’t enough for him.)

"Say it," he demanded softly, his fingers brushing against my jaw.

"I trust you," I whispered, my voice trembling.

Jeon: (A satisfied smirk curled on my lips as I leaned in, my breath fanning over her lips.)

"Good," I murmured. "Because tonight… I will make you mine completely."

(And with that, I closed the distance between our lips.)

(As our lips met, a shiver ran down her spine, her fingers clutching onto my shirt like I was the only thing keeping her steady. Her lips were soft, hesitant, yet there was something else—something deeper, hidden beneath her shyness. I felt her respond, slowly, sweetly, as if she was discovering the feeling for the first time. And maybe, just maybe, I was discovering something too—something that had been buried within me all along.)

(My hands trailed down to her waist, pulling her closer, eliminating any space between us. She gasped against my lips, her hands sliding up my chest, hesitant yet eager, as if trying to understand what she was feeling. I smiled against her lips, amused and enchanted by her innocence.)

"Y/N," I whispered, resting my forehead against hers, my breath heavy. "You make me lose control."

(Her eyes fluttered open, big and wide, reflecting the dim glow of the room. She was still breathing unevenly, her lips slightly swollen from our kiss. She tried to look away, but I held her chin, making sure she didn’t escape my gaze.)

"Don’t look away," I murmured. "I want to see you."

(She gulped, her lashes trembling. I knew she was nervous, but I also knew she wasn’t afraid. And that—knowing she trusted me this much—made my heart ache in a way I couldn’t explain.)

"I... I don’t know what to do," 

she said in a small voice, her fingers gripping my shoulders.

(I exhaled a quiet laugh, brushing my thumb over her lips.) "Don't lie, my love. You imagine yourself with me, don't you? In your imagination, haven't we already done this before? Let me turn your imagination into reality."

(Hearing my words, her eyes widened, and her cheeks started heating up. My fingers slowly moved toward her shoulder, touching the thin strap of her dress. She was wearing a backless white gown with delicate straps. The moment my fingers brushed against her skin while sliding down her dress strap, she closed her eyes and started breathing heavily.)

"Look at me, Y/N. I want you to see me—see how your husband loves you, how I cherish every inch of your body, how I taste every part of you."

(While saying this, I had already slipped her dress strap off her shoulder, making her dress fall from her chest to her waist, revealing her beautiful body. She was wearing a white strapless lace bra, hugging her curves perfectly.)

"You look so damn hot, baby."

(Before I could say anything more, she silenced me with a kiss. For the first time, she was kissing me this passionately, tasting every inch of my mouth. As she deepened the kiss, she stood up, moved closer, and then straddled my lap, her legs on either side of my waist. Her dress had already slipped from her body when she stood up, leaving her in just a bra and panties.)

Y/N: (While kissing, Jeon started caressing my thigh with his fingers, making my breath grow unsteady. (With his other hand, he found the hook of my bra, and in one swift, he unhooked it and tossed it to the floor, leaving my upper body completely bare. Before I could even process what had happened, he stood up, holding me firmly by my waist. My legs wrapped around his waist, holding him tightly, while my hands clung to the back of his neck. He trailed hot, lingering kisses along my collarbone, leaving behind the marks of his love.)

(Slowly, his hand moved from my waist to my ass, pressing it lightly, sending waves of sensation through my body. I wanted it—I wanted him. I was craving for him. Just his touch was enough to make me lose control over myself.)

(Finally, I gasped, my voice barely above a whisper.) "Je—on, please... I can't... more..." (My words were broken, my breath unsteady, struggling against the overwhelming sensations caused by his movements.)

Jeon: "What, baby? Say it, I want words." (I know what she wants. My fingers are enough to do their job, but I want to hear it from her mouth. Her trembling voice is like a melody to me, a sound I crave. It’s proof that I can make her feel like she’s in heaven.)

Y/N: (A few minutes ago, I was feeling shy just at the thought of doing this, and now I’m craving his touch—craving him, craving for him to fuck me hard. Should I tell him? What will he think of me?) "Jeon… I… want… you…" (But it isn’t enough to satisfy him. I realize this from his next words.)

Jeon: "What do you want, baby? I want to hear it clearly. Say it, baby. Say it. I’m yours, and you are mine. I want to make you mine. I want to mark you, to show that you belong to me. Say it, baby. I want to hear it from your mouth. Your voice has the power to drive me crazy tonight."

(As I spoke, I started pressing one of her breasts while sucking the other.)

Y/N: "Ahhh… hh… mmm… Jeon… ahh." (I started moaning loudly because of the way his mouth was working on my breast. He was sucking on it like he had been starving for days and had finally found his favorite meal. The sounds of my moans and his sucking filled the room.)

Jeon: (After leaving love marks all over her breasts, I pulled back, my dark, heated gaze locked onto hers. She was breathless, her body trembling, her flushed cheeks a deep shade of red. But her eyes—those beautiful, dazed eyes—were screaming for more. For me. For everything I could give her.)

"Tell me, baby… What do you want?" (My voice was husky, laced with raw desire. I already knew the answer, but I needed to hear it from her lips. I needed to hear her beg for it.)

Y/N: (Panting, I swallowed hard, my fingers gripping his shoulders for support. My mind was a mess, drowning in the sensations he had unleashed upon me. I felt feverish, desperate—craving him in a way I never had before.)

"I… I want you, Jeon." (My voice was shaky, but it wasn't enough. He wanted more. He needed more.)

Jeon: (A wicked smirk curled on my lips as I traced slow, teasing circles along her inner thigh, just barely grazing the damp fabric of her panties.)

"Say it straight, baby. Tell me exactly what you want from me." (My voice was smooth, almost taunting, but the way my fingers pressed against her wetness told her I was barely holding back myself.)

Y/N: (His voice alone sent shivers down my spine. My nails dug into his skin as I felt his fingers slip beneath my panties, barely brushing against my aching core. A whimper left my lips as my body reacted on its own, hips arching toward his touch.)

"I… I want your cock inside me," (I finally confessed, my voice small but thick with desperation.)

Jeon: (Hearing those words from her mouth nearly drove me insane. My cock twitched painfully inside my boxers, aching for the warmth of her tight little cunt. Fuck, she was so wet—so ready for me.)

"That’s my good girl," (I growled, yanking her panties down in one swift motion. Without hesitation, I spread her thighs wider, exposing the glistening heat between them. My mouth watered at the sight, and I couldn't resist—I leaned down and ran my tongue along her slit, tasting her.)

Y/N: (A sharp gasp tore from my throat as his tongue flicked against my clit, sending electric jolts through my body. My hands flew to his hair, fingers tangling in his dark strands as I bucked against his mouth.)

"Ahh… J-Jeon… oh my god…" (I moaned, my legs trembling as his tongue worked me over—licking, sucking, devouring me like a man starved.)

Jeon: (Her taste was addicting. Sweet, intoxicating—mine. I sucked her clit between my lips before plunging my tongue deep inside her, groaning at the way she clenched around me.)

"Fuck, baby. You’re dripping for me. So needy, so fucking perfect." (I murmured against her soaked folds, my fingers replacing my tongue as I pushed two digits inside her tight heat, curling them just right.)

Y/N: (I cried out, arching off the bed as his fingers stretched me open, pumping in and out at a torturously slow pace. My body was on fire, every nerve ending burning with desire.)

"Jeon—please! I need… more…!" (I begged, my hips rocking against his fingers, desperate to feel him inside me.)

Jeon: (Her desperation only fueled my own. I withdrew my fingers, licking them clean before positioning myself between her legs. My cock was painfully hard, pressing against her entrance. Slowly, I rubbed the thick head along her slick folds, teasing her, making her whimper.)

"You want this, baby?" (I whispered, my tip pressing against her tight, dripping hole.)

Y/N: (I nodded frantically, my hands gripping his biceps as I felt him stretch me open.)

"Y-Yes! Please, Jeon… Fuck me!"

Jeon: (That was all I needed. With one slow, deep thrust, I buried myself inside her, groaning at how perfectly tight she felt around me.)

"Shit… baby, you’re so fucking tight." (I growled, my head dropping to the crook of her neck as I let her adjust to my size.)

Y/N: (A breathless moan left my lips as he filled me completely, stretching me in a way that had me seeing stars.)

"Ahhh… Jeon… more… please…"

Jeon: (Grinning darkly, I pulled back before slamming into her again, setting a deep, punishing rhythm. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through both of us, the room filled with the sounds of skin slapping, breathy moans, and the wet, sinful noises of our bodies coming together.)

"Fuck, Y/N… You feel so fucking good. So tight, so warm—mine. You're fucking mine." (I groaned, gripping her hips and pounding into her mercilessly.)

Jeon’s strong hands grip Y/N’s waist as he moves inside her, slow at first, then deeper, rougher. Their bodies press together, skin hot and slick with sweat. The dim light casts soft shadows over them, making the moment feel even more intimate.

Y/N gasps, her fingers digging into his toned back, holding on as he thrusts into her. His warmth fills her, every movement sending waves of pleasure through her trembling body. His name slips from her lips in breathy moans, each sound making his desire for her grow stronger.

"You feel so good, baby," Jeon whispers against her neck, his lips brushing her skin before he bites down gently, marking her. Y/N shivers, her body arching into him, craving more.

His hands explore her, sliding down to her soft thighs, gripping them as he lifts her legs around his waist. The new angle makes her cry out, pleasure shooting through her like electricity.

"You like that?" he asks, his voice husky, filled with hunger.

"Yes… please, don’t stop," Y/N begs, her nails scratching lightly against his shoulders.

Jeon smirks, loving how desperate she sounds. His pace quickens, his hips snapping against hers, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. He watches her, completely lost in the way her lips part, the way her body moves perfectly with his.

One hand moves between them, his fingers finding that sensitive spot, rubbing slow, teasing circles. Y/N’s legs tighten around him, her body trembling as the pleasure builds higher and higher.

"I’m so close," she whimpers, her hands gripping the sheets beneath them.

"Let go for me, baby," Jeon groans, his voice rough with need.

With one last deep thrust, the pleasure crashes over her like a tidal wave. She cries out, her body shaking, her walls clenching tightly around him. The feeling pushes Jeon over the edge. He lets out a deep, guttural moan as he spills inside her, his body shuddering with release.

For a moment, they just stay there, tangled together, their heavy breaths filling the quiet room. Jeon presses soft kisses to Y/N’s lips, her cheeks, her forehead.

"That was amazing," he murmurs, his voice full of warmth.

Y/N smiles sleepily, feeling safe and satisfied in his arms. "Yeah… really amazing," she whispers, resting her head against his chest.

Jeon pulls the blanket over them, keeping her close. "Sleep, baby. I’ve got you."

With a happy sigh, Y/N closes her eyes, feeling loved, wanted, and completely his.