—Present life. Jimin's Apartment, year 2017—

A comfortable warmth was enveloping me just as I was slowly waking up in the morning.

I could feel sunlight streaming through the windows, but that was not the one which had me feeling so pleasant and safe. An arm was wrapped around my middle, together with the strong chest that was pressed against me and the warm skin under my palm, I was completely engulfed by his comfort.

With a slow stretch to relax my tired limbs, my eyes began to flutter open. They were still heavy with sleep, but I could still see Jimin's face right in front of me. We were lying side by side, facing each other, and he was already awakened. His eyes watching me closely, though his face gave nothing away to let me know what he was thinking.

"Have you been watching me sleeping?" I groggily asked him as I slowly shut my eyes again, still unwilling to wake up and walk away from this warmth. When he gave me no answer, I blinked my eyes open, still finding him staring at me the same way.

A moment passed, and his gaze softened. Then a lazy smile grew slowly on his face. "You know how much I love watching you sleep," he whispered while brushing a finger up my cheek. "You always look so peaceful, so innocent, like one small touch could break you apart and you will disappear from me."

Reaching up, I cupped my hand on his cheek and kissed his jaw. "I will never disappear from you, Jimin."

I could never.

Unless you disappear from me first. Again.

Jimin's eyes were downcast as I continued nipping at his jaw, holding myself back from reaching to his lips when I had just woken up. But then he looked up, looking straight into my eyes, taking in my expression before he lowered his head and captured my mouth in his.

It started as a gentle kiss at first, his lips moved languidly against mine, before he deepened it and it became a lazy make out session.

His tongue darted out and I could feel it grazing at the seam of my lips, so I parted them for him. He took the opportunity to taste my mouth, drinking me in, then he pushed himself up and shifted us both together until I was beneath him.

"I want you so bad," he murmured against my lips, while my chest fluttered, as if there were a thousand butterflies flying inside me from how much I wanted him and knowing that he wanted me the same way.

"I want you too, Jimin," I told him between each kiss we gave each other.

Jimin pressed his body on me as he slowly moved lower, his lips trailed down my jaw and my legs spread apart for him. His crotch had somehow ended right at the apex of my thighs and both of us shared a soft moan as we pressed against each other.

I had only been wearing an oversized shirt which he had gotten for me before I went to bed last night and a pair of flimsy cotton panties underneath to sleep. So right at that moment, as he pressed his lower region against mine, I could feel everything. Most of all, it was the hardness that had formed at his crotch and how it twitched as he brushed himself against my center that had gotten my whole body reacting to him, every nerve ending in my body coming awake instantly.

"Jimin—" I gasped out his name when I suddenly felt a pulse began to build up right at my center, exactly where his bulge was rubbing against. "I know I told you that I wanted to wait, but—" I groaned, stopping briefly only to spread my legs wider and pushed up against him, wanting to feel more. "What if I don't want to wait anymore?"

My words must have ignited something in him because he released a low groan, the sound vibrated through his chest and I could feel his heartbeat pacing fast. "Don't say things that are going to mess up my mind. It's going to be a long day today and I won't be seeing you until much later tonight," he pleaded to me as he began kissing me harder.

"I'm just telling you the truth. I'm ready for more, Jimin," I chuckled softly against his lips and he suddenly froze.

Jimin pulled himself away from me so he could look at my face. He watched me closely, his eyes searching for something on my face which might be able to tell him that I was probably joking. But whatever it was that he saw in my eyes had probably said things differently, because his jaw fell open and he carefully asked me,

"Are you serious?"

Nodding my head, I chewed on my lips and said, "Yes. I've been waiting for a long time, Jimin."

Too long.

"I want you and I don't want to wait any longer."

Jimin's eyes darkened and I could easily tell where his mind had gone to. I pressed my palm over his chest and felt his heartbeat, his breath was caught for a moment when our eyes met, still completely bewildered to hear my confession, but he was quick to shake himself out of it.

Leaning down, he captured my lips again. This time, the kiss grew instantly deeper and it held a promise as he pushed his tongue in, letting me suck him before he pulled out and bit my lips gently.

"Tonight," he said to me as he pulled back, pressing his forehead against mine as he made his promise. The desire and the love coming from his eyes were clear when he looked at me. "Why don't we go out, have a date with me tonight and we'll see how things go from there."

"Okay," I immediately answered him without any second thought. Meanwhile, his eyes widened, clearly wasn't expecting to have me agree so easily.

"Okay?" he asked me, still not sure that he was hearing me right. "Are you sure? Like—completely sure about this? I'm just making sure you're not just saying this for me, or—"

Biting my lips just as I felt a smile growing on my face, I nodded to answer before he could continue rambling on. "I've never been more sure about anything else in my whole life," I told him, cupping his face in my hands. "I want you," I added, while I bucked my hips upward, brushing my heat against the covered bulge that had suddenly felt harder and heavier now after we started this talk.

The move I made earned a deep groan coming from him. "Great, I'm going to be thinking about this all day," he whined as he buried his face on my neck.

"I'm sorry," I chuckled.

"Don't be," he said, and I shuddered when I felt his lips pressing against the nape of my neck, kissing me at the most sensitive part of my skin. "Because I have a way to make sure that you will also be thinking of me the whole day," he quickly added while kissing his way down my throat.

Gently, yet still somehow doing it feverishly, he trailed his kisses down my neck to the mounds of my breasts while his hands reached down. His palms ran down the curves of my body, feeling me up from my waist to my hips, before finding the hem of my shirt.

I had ditched my bra when I changed into my sleeping attire last night since I was already too exhausted and it was so hot, and now I was paying the price.

As Jimin bunched up the hem of my shirt, the fabric became tighter against my body. The shirt kept rubbing against my pert nipples, which had grown hard from the sultry kisses Jimin was giving me and from the heat that his touches had ignited on me. My nipples had grown so sensitive that I couldn't help but release a series of moans into his mouth when he returned to kiss my lips again, my body kept shuddering as the delightful sparks of pleasure rushed up and down my body to each time my own shirt rubbed up against me.

Jimin slipped his hands under my shirt, stopping at my waist. Distracting me with his kisses, his lips kept sucking and nipping at mine, his hands caught the waistband of my panties and gently peeled them off of me.

He continued climbing down on me, lips trailing kisses down south over the shirt I was wearing, stopping briefly to take my covered nipples into his mouth, sucking on them one at a time while his hands worked on stripping my lower region.

Sitting back, he pulled away from me so he could roll my panties down my legs while watching my chest rising and falling. I caught him smiling, licking his lips as he looked down between my legs and climbed down to take his position between them.

Placing his hands on my knees, he looked up to me as he was spreading them wide for him. He licked his lips and lowered his head between my legs, never looking away even for a second as he did.

My clit throbbed against the morning air, the heat between my folds increased rapidly as he slowly moved his lips on the inside of my thighs, kissing and nipping the skin until I was shaking in his hold. His warm breath fell against my soaked folds once he was finally right there where I needed him the most. His lips grazed at my nether lips, kissing my folds before his tongue flicked across it, moving from my soaking slit and up to find my clit, making me gasp at the touch.

In one quick movement, he thrust his fingers inside of me, moving slowly and gently as he knew that I had never done this before. Not in this lifetime. His lips closed over my clit, sucking and licking, switching between each ministration until I was gasping with both pleasure and pain.

"Fuck, baby—you're so wet," he groaned against my core. "I can feel you getting tighter. Does this feel good, babe? Am I hurting you?"

I opened my mouth to answer, yet the only thing I could register to give him was a few cries. So I moved my head, shaking left and right over the pillows, letting him know that I was not in any kind of pain and begging him not to stop.

Judging from his deep chuckle, I knew that he understood what I wanted—no, needed. And his lips latched back on to me. "Good," he murmured against my folds. "Because I want to make you come. I want to taste you on my tongue and have you think about how good it would be when I finally take you tonight."

Removing his fingers, he replaced them with his warm tongue and entered my pulsing walls. He kept thrusting his tongue inside me while his nose kept rubbing against my clit. The friction he was making was mind-blowing and I was beginning to lose control. He must have sensed it, because he held me down, gripping the inside of my thighs to keep me spread apart for him while keeping me from kicking my legs around him.

As the pleasure kept rising, my muscles coiling tight at the center, he growled and pressed harder against my heat. He knew I was close and he was not going to stop until I finally reached it.

"Yes, that's it, baby," he groaned. I had my eyes closed and my body arched upward on the bed, my hands clutching tight at the sheets, and I could feel the heat of his gaze on me, watching me closely as I unraveled under his touch. Planting the heels of my foot into the bed, I rolled my hips against his mouth to chase it all, the rush that was climbing up my body so fiercely.

"Let go, baby. Let go for me."

With one last thrust of his tongue and a circling motion made by his thumb around my clit, I finally exploded, being thrust not so gently over the edge until I released and erupted on his mouth and gentle fingers. My orgasm came so intensely, delightful sparks of pleasure rushing through my body like never before. I kept screaming out his name and continued rocking my hips against his mouth until the last remnants of my orgasm finally subsided.

Breathing hard, I laid there on the bed until Jimin began climbing his way up. I watched him as he licked and wiped his mouth clean from my release, a satisfied grin took over his face when he saw just how sated I was.

Then he leaned down, pressing his lips on me for a gentle kiss, while I breathlessly returned it only to taste myself in his tongue.

"You taste so sweet, baby. Just like cherries. I think I've found my new favourite dessert.," he whispered against my lips, while his hands ran down my body, gently soothing me while my body was still shuddering and spasming after my climax.

I hummed softly against his lips, my heart was pounding hard but it was something that he said to me that left a painful pang inside my chest. "So—not like the cough syrup?" I asked him while looking into his eyes.

"No, nothing like that," he chuckled and pulled back, looking down on me with his intense gaze when he added, "More like the sweetest dessert a guy could ever have. Like those cherry pies I like so much. I will never get over this taste. Ever."

Reaching up to him, I placed a hand on the back of his neck and pulled him back in for a kiss. A deeper one, moulding our lips together while whispering to him, "I sure hope you won't."