MISSING PART 1

Author pov

Jk and Yn were m@k!ng √ove while their children sleep peacefully in the crib. The room was silent.

Jj wraps his arm around her wa!st, pulling her h!ps flush against his. He can feel the remnants of their lovemaking-the w-tness of their combined fluids lubr!cating the space between them.

JUNGKOOK: Don't move. Just stay like this.

YN: I'm not going anywhere.

Jungkook sighs, his br3ath w@rm against the nape of her n-ck. He begins to k!ss her shoulder, his l!ps soft and linger!ng. His hand wanders down, sliding between her th!ghs.

He finds her p*ssy again, which is still swoll3n and sens!tive. He slides two f!ngers !nside her, feeling the w@rmth and the sl!ckness. He begins to move them in a slow, curv!ng motion, mimicking the act of s*x.

YN: Mmm... Jungkook...

JUNGKOOK: I can still feel you pulsing around me I can't get enough of you.

He begins to thr*st his h!ps forward, sliding his c-ck back into her from behind. The entry is easier this time, the lubr!cation making the slide seamless. He enters her with a slow, gliding motion, f!lling her again.

The sensat!on is different now-more int!mate, more tender. He isn't fighting her; he is merg!ng with her. He begins to thr*st in a slow, rhythmic cadence, his ch-st rubbing against her back.

JUNGKOOK: I can't leave without you baby...i was so scared in the hospital

YN: I'm here now *she peck his l!ps softly*

JUNGKOOK: I know It was taking up too much room in my heart.

He increases the pace slightly, his fingers continuing to play with her cl!t, c!rcling the sens!tive nub with expert precision. The sound is a soft, wet squelch, a rhythmic music of des!re.

YN : I love this... I love you...

JUNGKOOK: I love you I've got you now I'm never letting go.

He whispers sweet things into her ear. His voice is a low rumble that vibrates through her spine. He thr*sts d33per, his c-ck h!tting her cerv!x, causing her to mo*n softly.

They move together in a slow, syrupy dance. Jungkook continues to stimulate her, his fingers working in tandem with his thr*sts, ensuring she stays on the precipice of pl3asure.

Eventually, the tension builds again. Jungkook feels the familiar tightening in his gut. He speeds up, his br3aths becoming short and sharp. He grips her h!p, his fingers digging into her sk!n, anchoring her to him.

JUNGKOOK: I'm close... Yn, I'm close...

YN: Me too... please...

He gives a few final, powerful thr*sts, the sound of their bod!es colliding echoing in the quiet room. He c*ms again, a long, slow release that feels like a purging of all of himself. Yn follows shortly after, her b-dy shuddering in a quiet, !ntense release.

They slide apart slowly, the w-t sound of their separation l!ngering in the air. Jungkook doesn't move far; he simply rolls her onto her back.

He looks down at her. Her hair is splayed across the pillow, her cheeks flushed, her eyes shimmering with love. He feels a surge of protectiveness that outweighs everything else.

He leaned down and k!ss her l!ps. Yn smile and k!ss him back than they heard soft cry of their little daughter.

Jk and Yn pulled away immediately

Jk: i think she woke up *he got up and grabbed the towel and wrapped around his waist*

Yn: Don't touch her without washing hands

Jk (sighed): I know wifey *he rushed inside the bathroom and come back two minutes later*

He than pick up their little daughter in his arms.

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