•Next Month •

The tension is rising in my stomach a lot right now. I'm not sure if I look good, or if people are arriving.. isn't Izzy supposed to be the one freaking out? I feel like the woman in the relationship, a woman with an amazing penis. I can't stop walking around the room.

"Jimin, please." Jungkook laughs, I frown. "Jungkook, you've done this before. That's why you're not nervous, and you're not the one doing it." He grins and sits down. "I remember my wedding day." His eyebrows knit, his grin slowly turning into a huge smile. "Believe me Jimin, when you see her in that dress and her face lights up when she sets her eyes on you.." He looks at me. "It's like a dream, It's like a gift." He smiles bigger, and I swear on my life, he looks like a grown man.

But then again, he is. It's not like back in the day where he's barely twenty years old and he's barely growing hair on his chest, always being the macho man of the group. "And believe me Jimin, you'll cry because she's so beautiful. Also because your love together will be sealed, not only by God but by your spirit." His words touch my heart. "Thanks Jungkook, this is why you're my best man. Do you know if the other members are here? I was hoping that they'd be here." I begin to play with the cuffs of my coat. He nods. "It's a complete honor brother, and I think they're running late. But don't worry, they promised to be at the ceremony." He slaps my chest, "There's nothing to be worry about, everything will be perfect."

My jaw clenched, "And um.. m-my pare-", "There's still no sign of them, no calls to indicate that they're coming.. I'm sorry Jimin." I bite my lip and nod slowly, "It's okay." I whisper, though I know it's not okay. They're adults and they still haven't gotten over the fact that I dropped out of school, they still think I'm a failure and they probably don't even care that I'm getting married. And the sad thing is, not even my little brother cares to call me nor answer me. Which I have many times but he never picks up, and I know for a fact that it's my parents. The door barges open cutting through my thoughts that I shouldn't be having on my wedding day.

"Appa! Bella says I can't have the little chocolates that's in the baskets." Sam, Jungkook's son cries. His face and hands smothered in chocolate, surprisingly there wasn't a single speck on his suit. "Oh boy Sam, come here so I can clean that chocolate off you." Jungkook gets up and gently grabs Sam, setting him on the table. He grabs a towel and cleans the little look alike of himself. "No more chocolate Sam, enough is enough. You'll get a tummy ache and you'll have to poo a lot, okay?" I chuckle at the conversation, Sam nods.

"Okay Appa, I believe you. Bella says I will get fat and roll away if I have another bite." I can't stop staring at Sam, how his hands go up making gestures of what he's talking about. A smile creeps on my face, soon I'd have a son or daughter of my own that will talk with their hands to make an exaggeration of how they feel.

"Yes she's right Sam, you must always listen to your big sister." Jungkook tells him, he nods. "Okay." And he gets down and runs away. Jungkook turns to me and smiles. "Can't wait to have one of those right?" He asks. I'm smiling endlessly. "Yeah.." Is all I can say, I then start to think. "So, is Sam like.. Lactose intolerant?" I ask. He laughs. "No, I just tell him that so that he doesn't eat too much." I laugh. "He's literally the spitting image of you, just another little Jungkook running around on this earth." He smiles. "Yeah, they're such a blessing honestly. There will be a little Jimin soon too." I begin to feel really happy to the thought of it, then something crosses my mind.

"When you're waiting here, don't you ever wonder what they're doing?" I ask. He nods. "Yes, I'm sure it's normal." He laughs. I sit back and look at what's become of my friend, he's truly a grown man.
**

I walk out with my dress on. Everyone has their hands over their mouths. "Oh my gosh, Isaeli you look so beautiful." One of my cousins cry. I walk over to the mirror, I don't remember the dress looking this pretty on me when I tried it on. Maybe because I have it on in full glam and I look prettier than usual so the dress looks better.

There was a small baby bump, but not where it was noticeable, and plus I didn't want the dress to be too tight but secured enough where I still look skinny. "Your parents would've been so proud of you, to be able to see this day.." I turn and see my grandpa, he will be the one giving me away to Jimin today in my father's honor. He's like my father figure, him and my grandma took care of me growing up so I find that it's right for my grandpa to walk me down the aisle.

"Grandpa, I'm pregnant and getting married, mom would have shoved a bottle of holy water down my throat and done a ritual. And dad would've blessed me ten more times, maybe slapped me around for a while, and then Congratulated me." I tell him, everyone laughs. I look at them with a straight face. "No, I'm serious." They all look at me surprised. I laugh at all their expressions. "It's just a tiny bit over exaggerated.. My father wouldn't have slapped me." My grandpa laughs at my words.

"Everything else is true." He adds, laughing even harder. He then looks like he's going to cry. "Awe grandpa.." I walk up to him. "You're getting married.." He chokes, I pull him into a hug. "Grandpa, stop.. You'll make me cry." He nods. "You're right, I can't ruin your makeup." I look around at all my cousins looking beautiful in their dresses. "It's time." I hear a knock at the door. My heart pounds in my chest. Everyone exits before me and I slowly walk out.

I stand in front of the closed door to the chapel as I stood in the hall. I can hear the piano starting to play. "Are you ready?" My grandpa asks holding out an arm. I nod as I rope my arm around his and the doors to the church open. It's like a fairytale... Is was breathtaking.. Everything I had imagined it'd be. It has the heart style pews I wanted, the simple floral preparations I adored.. It's all perfect, this is all I could very dream of. This is my definition of a perfect wedding, and the perfect man standing right in front of me.

I look down at the white silk runway that was under my feet. In gold cursive stitching it said, Ms. Han Isaeli and Mr. Park Jimin. I look into the pews that were filled with my family and my soon to be family. Their smiles everlasting as I passed their view. I look up until our eyes meet, my breath hitches when I see him already looking at me. My grip tightens on my grandpas arm and I can't help but smile even brighter.

**

Everyone rises when the doors open. My heart jumps in my throat, oh gosh.. I don't know if I have to throw up, fart or poop. I ripped away from my thoughts very quickly, whatever it is I just have to hold it. There she is, like a rose in a garden of thorns. She looked down at her feet, at the people in the pews then finally at me, our eyes locking. I can't help but smile, she's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. The most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on.

I feel the water works coming along, my eyes hurting. I can't help but smile at her, my vision blurring from my tears. "I told you." I hear a whisper in my ear teasing me, and I know it's Jungkook. I chuckle. "Be quiet Jungkook.." I hear him laugh. She finally makes it up to me, I bow to her grandfather and he nods at me. She turns and looks at him, she gives him a kiss on the cheek and a tight hug. They both turn to me and her father hands her over to me, this is a really important part of the ceremony. The handing over of the bride, she's now officially mine.

He pats my back and whispers in my ear, "Take care of my Isaeli, she's all her grandmother and I have." I nod. "Of course I will, there's nothing to worry about." He smiles and takes his seat in the front row with a woman in assuming is his wife, the music slowly dims. Her small hands in mine, I can't look away from her. "You look so beautiful." I whisper. She tilts her head. "You're so handsome." She whispers. I'm so tempted to kiss her, to have her.

"Good morning Church." The priest greets. "Good Morning." Everyone responds. "You may be seated." They all sit.

"We gather here to unite these two people in marriage. Their decision to marry has not been entered into lightly and today they publicly declare their private devotion to each other. The essence of this commitment is the acceptance of each other in entirety, as lover, companion, and friend. A good and balanced relationship is one in which neither person is overpowered nor absorbed by the other, one in which neither person is possessive of the other, one in which both give their love freely and without jealousy. Marriage, ideally, is a sharing of responsibilities, hopes, and dreams. It takes a special effort to grow together, survive hard times, and be loving and unselfish." He starts.

"To witness the gifts of God that brings two lovers, Mrs. Han Isaeli and Mr. Park Jimin together as one unit." He smiles as he looks at the crowd. He turns to us. "Do you both pledge to share your lives openly with one another, and to speak the truth in love? Do you promise to honor and tenderly care for one another, cherish and encourage each other, stand together, through sorrows and joys, hardships and triumphs for all the days of your lives?" He asks, we both nod.

"We do." We say in sync. "Do you pledge to share your love and the joys of your marriage with all whom around you, so that they may learn from your love and be encouraged to grow in their own lives?" He asks. "We do." We say together. "The rings." He pleads and in walks Sam with the little pillow that held both rings, I hear everyone say "Awe." Because he's so cute.

"May these rings be blessed as a symbol of your union. As often as either of you look upon these rings, may you not only be reminded of this moment, but also of the vows you have made and the strength of your commitment to each other." He throws holy water on the rings then does the sign of the cross over them. "You may grab the ring." I turn and smile at Sam. "Here Chim chim." He lifts the pillow for me, geeze I wonder who taught him to call me that.

I pat his head, "Thanks Sam." I look back at the priest. "Jimin, please repeat after me.", "I Jimin, promise to love and support you Isaeli and live each day with kindness, understanding, truth, humor, and passion. With this ring I thee wed." I say, reciting every word. I slip the ring on her finger. "Isaeli, please grab the ring." She let's go of my hand and takes the ring, placing a kiss on Sam's cheek. He smiles widely and runs back next to Jungkook.

She looks back at the priest. "Isaeli, please repeat after me ..." She looks right into my eyes. "I Isaeli, promise to love and support you Jimin and live each day with kindness, understanding, truth, humor, and passion. With this ring I thee wed." She slips the ring on my finger.

"Now I understand that there are vows that you each have to share with each other. Jimin?" I take a deep breath and look at her. "Isaeli, there are honestly no words to describe the amount of happiness I have on this day." My thumbs massaging the back of her hand.

"You've taught me that I'm enough, that I'm not too broken to love or too broken for you most importantly. You've healed me and you've changed me so much, for me to be worthy of taking care of our child and take care of you." My heart pounds in my chest, I can feel my hands fidgeting as I recite the words I had told her the day I proposed.

"Never have I seen a beauty like yours, the ability to make me smile with weird things you say and how you make me feel everyday." I smile. "Isaeli, my heart throbs only for you, all of me is yours. My love is only yours, I'm bound to you. Forever and always, I love you so much.." I finish.

**

I wipe my tears with the back of my hand. His thumb wiping my other eye. "Isaeli.." The priest calls. I smile. "Jimin.." I admire his extremely attractive face. "As a little girl it was always my dream to find someone, even at my age when I was naive and I didn't know what love was at all. I didn't have a single clue, but as a woman now.. because of you I know what love it. I always thought that if I loved someone a little gentler and a little sweeter, that it would all be worth my wild. I was right."

"All of the bitterness turns to lust and those unexplainable decisions turn into ways of loving you, you've become the way I love you. You've stolen my heart in ways I couldn't believe when I first met you, you take it with you wherever you go, with whatever you do. I'm your sweet cheeks, and you're my turd." He laughs and blinks back tears, his eyes aren't even visible as he's smiling too big. Another thing I love about him, his eyes. "When I was a little girl, it was my dream to find my knight and shining armor, but as a grown woman I've found more than that. I've found a sweetheart with a nice six pack." I hear hollering in the crowd, Jimin's face turns red and I laugh. "And I can't wait to start a family with you, I love you Jimin." I step closer to him, his thick lips ever so irresistible.

"Go now in peace and live in love, sharing the most precious gifts you have, the gifts of your lives united. And may your days be long on this earth. I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss your bride." A smile splits his face and he caresses my cheeks. He doesn't hesitate once, and his lips cling to mine the second he's close to me. I'm no longer kissing my boyfriend, no longer my fiancé.. I'm kissing my husband. Everyone cheers loudly. I smile against his lips and he pecks me one last time.

"Mr. and Mrs. Park!!" The priest cheers. I turn and shake his hand he nods to me as I bow to him. Jimin does the same, we turn together and look down at the white silk runway. Mr And Mrs Park. Is written in gold cursive. I smile to the thought of being nothing but Jimin's. I'm taken by surprise when I'm picked up and walked down the aisle and out of the church in his arms. Everyone follows us out, I cling to his neck. I kiss his cheek, then his juicy neck. I hear him choke. "Not yet baby." He whispers. I bite my lip. "Okay.." I whisper back, my lips against his ear.

**
My eyes widen in amazement. It's beautiful, it has officially taken my breath away.

"Wow!! My grandpa really did some work to this hall!!" I walk across to the dance floor. "I bet your grandpa makes a lot of money cause this hall is beautiful." I hear Jimin. I smile and twirl. "Yes.. It is." I look at him and stop. His eyes scanning me up and down. "You're so gorgeous, I'd say it till my heart stops beating. My gorgeous wife." He pulls me close. "Ugh!! It sounds so amazing just saying it!!" He wraps his arms around my waist.

His words were like a soothing breeze on the beach. "And I love hearing it." I tell him. He smiles and kisses my lips. "Say it again." I whisper. "My wife." I hum, "Again." I say after I set another kiss on his lips. "My Wife." He says lower and deeper. I set my lips on his and we share a kiss for a good while as I can't stop kissing him at all. We have a few minutes to ourselves and we have the DJ play some music so we can sit and relax. People start to arrive, greeting and congratulating us.

Everyone greets me and I take a lot of pictures with people. A lot of little girls think I'm a princess and they take pictures with me as well. I walk over to the table that Jimin has specifically for the boys. "Hey guys." I greet them. "Hey, how's the married life going?" They ask. "Oh, it's okay so far?" I shrug and they all laugh. "So, Tell is about your sex life." The question fazes me out and I'm not sure who asked. "S-Sex life?" I chuckle. "Oh, there isn't one." Taehyung nods. "See, I knew that Jimin was still a Virgin." Yoongi teases, I laugh. "Yup, he's still a virgin." I play along. "Does he still put his little one everywhere? There was this time we found him with his weiner in a-", "Guys, I'm pretty sure she's seen American pie.. you're not fooling anyone." Jimin comes up behind me.

They all crack up laughing, "You guys are pervs." Jimin says. "Says the one who's not a Virgin.", "UH!" Jimin sounds like a baby, I'm gonna pee myself. "Jungkook's not a virgin, he has two kids.", "He told us he grew them in a garden." Taehyung says making me laugh again. "Are you a virgin?" Jimin points to Namjoon. "Of course not, I get it all the time.", "Okay old timer I'll pretend that I believe that." All the guys holler, "OOOOH!!" Namjoon gasps. "Several times then." He corrects himself. "No one has to ask Seokjin, they'll be pregnant soon." Seokjin smiles wide, "Geeze! How'd you know? It's like twenty-four seven.", "OOOOOOH!!" I laugh and shake my head, I look at Jimin and he smiles as he's watching the other members laugh and tease.

I'm not able to spend much time with them until I have to greet more people and thank them for coming. Then a few hours in when it comes to the time that dinner is served Jimin and I sit at our table. Everyone sits at their tables, the dinner is a popular Korean dish. "Our first meal as husband and wife." He whispers to me. "I know, it's pretty amazing." I look at him, "I like the boys, we need to have them around more often. I want to our kid to grow up knowing them." He smiles and his eyes seem to water. "Really?" I nod, he looks choked up actually. "Is something wrong?" I ask him.

"It's just that.. I didn't think that after so many years apart from them, we'd be together again. And that we'd have the next generation hang out together." I hold his face and kiss his lips, "They're going to be so happy to know." He whispers. "Good." I reply. I look at him and wipe his eyes before anyone can see that he's crying. "They're like my brothers, I love them so much. I'm really happy knowing you want them in our baby's life." I smile and kiss his forehead. "If course I want them in our baby's life, they're hella fun and hilarious. And plus, a couple of them ought to have kids so if we only have one.. they'll always have siblings." He smiles. "This is why I love you so much." He kisses me roughly making me hum.

"Maybe instead of eating your wife's face, you should eat your food!!" Is yelled from the boys table, literally.. the whole hall starts to scream and holler. I cover my face with my hands as it gets really hot. "What's the difference!?" Jimin exclaims, and everyone goes crazy screaming. I can't stop laughing as I continue to cover my face. It stays loud for a while until it dies down and everyone goes back to eating. After we all eat, the DJ starts up some really fun songs and everyone is on the dance floor. At one point I got too tired and I was getting cramps so I went to talk to some of the ladies that were on the side just drinking and having fun, they obviously welcome me.

We talk a lot about my pregnancy and how they're pretty happy for me. I mingle around and be really nosy and drink a lot of water wishing I could drink wine, but sadly I can't. After a couple of hours, I was called to the middle of the dance floor. There's a little white chair that had ribbon on it. I hadn't even noticed Jimin was gone and everyone was off the dance floor, nor did I notice that there was a chair by itself in the middle of the dance floor until now. Wow, I guess the excitement of marriage did that to me.. I'm hesitant at first then I sit down. A familiar song comes on, I've heard it once when I watched Magic Mike. Pony.

Everyone cheers and the pit of my stomach starts to vibrate with everyone's screams. The lights go out and then slowly dim on, he's in front of me on the dance floor. Wearing white jeans and a white tank top. He looks straight at me and smirks. His body moving seductively with the music making me feelI uneasy in my seat. Bitch, act cool. He slowly inches closer, teasing. I know a lot of my single cousins are screaming their heads off, cause literally every part of me is screaming.

Everyone screams even louder when he rips his shirt, my jaw drops. He's showing everyone what's mine! He drops to his knees in front of me, picking up one of my legs running his fingers along my skin. Slowly pulling me off the chair and onto my butt on the floor. Once I'm off the chair someone comes and takes it, bitch! I needed that! I won't be able to stand at all after this and I'll be too weak I'll need a chair. He stands up and does more of his dance, until the last second of the song he does one last move that makes a couple girls faint.

He uses one hand to hold himself up as he has his feet planted on each side of me and one hand.. right. On. His. Crotch. His legs spread out as he slowly rolled his body and did a lot of upward hip thrusting, RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE. My face heats up so quickly and I cover my cheeks with my hands but definitely not my eyes. Dear Jesus save my soul because I'm a naughty girl for the thoughts I'm having. Also, I'd like to pray for all the young children here, and I'd like to apologize to their parents. The song finally ends and there are cheers non stop. He stands up and takes my hand, my knees weak. I cling to his bare chest, my nails scratching his skin a bit. "Dear God Jimin.. How dare you." I whisper. He chuckle and brings his lips close to my ear.

"We're having fun on our honeymoon sweet cheeks. Don't worry, you'll be praying to God a lot." I shiver to the thought. After that, the party continues and Jimin runs off to put on his nice suit again, I wait for him to come back and I get to have my dance with my grandparents because they mean so much to me. Lastly, before the cake is served and Jimin and I leave for our honeymoon, we have our first dance as husband and wife. I wrap my arms around him as we sway to the music and he holds me gently. "I love how we can be crazy in heat and we can also just be gentle." He says. I chuckle, "Isn't that what every relationship is like?" I laugh.

He smiles, "I don't know, but I like that about our relationship." I wrap and arm around his neck and run my fingers into his hair. "Me too." I whisper, and deep down in my gut I know tonight is going to get crazier.

**
•Honeymoon •

After a ten hour flight to Australia Sydney we finally made it. We had left last night after the party around 10 pm which was a bad idea I think personally, but we still managed to get here around 9 am. I got so much sleep in the plane because our seats were so comfortable, because my grandparents paid for us to get first class. I walk into our hotel room, and it's unbelievably gorgeous. The famous Sydney Opera House is visible from our window. "Jimin!! Look! It's absolutely beautiful!" I run up to the window throwing my luggage on the floor.

"You look like a child in a candy shop, I think that it's so cute that whenever we go somewhere new you think it's beautiful." I hear him. I laugh. "I'm your sweet cheeks for a reason right? And of course, every place is beautiful in their own way." I feel his arms wrap around my waist. "Ah, come on Jimin at least let me have some rest." I pout. I hear him chuckle and his breath is on my skin making me shudder. "Baby, after my dance last night you couldn't even take your hands off me. And you're letting drowsiness ruin that, now? When you have me all to yourself?" He asks. I bite my lip.

"Will you do that move you finished with?" I ask, I hear him chuckle. I smile as I slowly close the curtains, which caused the room to get darker and it's practically night time in our room with a little help of the lamp on the nightstand next to the bed. He switchly pulls be backward toward the mattress. I find myself on my back, as he hovers over me. "Then let's not waste today." Is all I can say until I find myself completely lost in his neck. "You might as well have me now, since I'll be fat and ugly later." I stop to the thought, he looks down at me sad.

"Babe, I already told you a million times that you have the glow." He says, I laugh. "You're so funny Jimin." His eyebrows knit, I know he's about to give me a lecture and show me that I have the glow. Before he can say a word I stuff my hand down the front of his jeans. "Give me the lecture later, I want you now." I whisper. He gets up and undresses, staying in his boxers. I laugh and pull off my sundress.

"I'm just letting you know that you will be getting a lecture later." He informs as he hovers over me once again. "Fine." I roll my eyes. He starts with my neck, ever since his little sexual dance routine I've been dying to have him touch me. My fingers running through his hair as he took it slow. In a way this was our first time being intimate, as husband and wife that is. Kissing my neck tenderly, softly. It instantly turns me on, his hands holding my hips as I shut my eyes and let him dominate me.

"I love you.." He whispers right in my ear making my stomach turn. My head slowly relaxing as it went back into the mattress as a habit. "I love you more.." I whisper back, slowly losing my breath as he kissed me in the right spots. His hands softly touched me all over, giving me goosebumps throughout my body. Slowly making their way back to my hips, then my thighs. His hips slowly rolling into mine, he tosses my bra across the room. I hadn't even noticed that he took the damn thing off, damn boy. You is slick. His lips showering each breast with an equal amount of butterfly kisses.

I was sure he could feel my heart pounding in my chest. He kisses my lips then my chin before slowly taking off my white silk panties. His hands slowly spreading my thighs for his own pleasure of seeing me. My eyes staring at his body as he slowly dropped his boxers. My husband is a 100% hottie and he's about to give me amazing sex like he always does, but it's going to be different. I'm forever his as he is mine. His hands caressing my body again, his hands running from my breast, to my sides, my hips, my thighs until his fingers touch me.

"My wife, you are nothing but beauty. In my eyes of eternal love." He says as his fingers run up and down my core, causing my breathing to escalate. His finger softly running over my clit for a while, giving me sensations I've been waiting for. Then he takes his hand away. "To pleasure you, is to love you." His hands going through the pattern again. My back arching for him to touch me more, his contact was like a feather floating in a silent breeze. My stomach starts to tingle, his words are the only thing that keeps me from becoming a vicious woman.

"If it is not me that pleasures you.." His fingers for the last time touching my core, this time he earns a needy whimper from me. "Than I have failed as your love.." He finally gently grabs my hips and moves toward me. "That was beautiful Jimin." I look at him in the eyes. "I was really trying to be poetic.. Since I just sort of felt poetic." I smile at his cuteness. He leans in and kisses my lips, I feel him finally entering without even warning me.

I gasp against his thick lips, he continues to kiss me, sweetly. I wrap my arms around his neck, he holds my thighs wide as they hung off his arms. His hips slowly moving, this by far is the most completely passionate intercourse we've had.. I love it. There is no better way to spend our first time together as husband and wife than something slow and full of what we feel, love. He trails kisses along my cheek then buries his face into my neck. I can hear his breath quickening and his quiet groans.

He kept a good steady pace, but then again, when didn't he. His strokes deepen, bringing me into my high. "Jimin.." I call him. He let's go of my legs, letting them drop limply to his sides, and he wraps his arms around my torso leaving no gap between us. He starts his kisses again on my neck, this time letting his tongue into the action. I turn my head towards him, capturing his lips. It was like this for a good thirty minutes until we had finally hit our climaxes together.

"Isaeli.. I-"," Go down on me baby boy." I interrupt him. He smirks and enters me again. Right off the back his pace is fast, I think he had been waiting for this moment. My back arches and he pulls me closer to him, I rock my hips with his and wrap my legs around him. I feel him groan against my skin, I've become a moaning mess. I can feel his damp hair against my neck as we're already breaking a sweat as our skin is forever in contact. My nails digging into his back.

**

I find myself lost in our love. Her nails digging into my skin giving me both pain and pleasure. Her arms let go of me and she lays back in the bed limply, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as a moan leaves her lips. I menuvor myself off the bed and stand up straight, still thrusting into her, gripping her hips and quickening my speed as I bring her hips into me. I can't look away from her body, she's beautiful. I could never get enough of her. And now that she is mine, I don't have to worry about running out of her love.

I take a deep stroke into her, her head thrown to the side as she moaned quietly. I can't take it, I need her taste. I take one more thrust and pull out, falling I my knees bringing my lips against her wet core. Her fingers running through my hair, then gripping a bit. My tongue running up her slit, her sweet taste on my taste buds. Tasting her gets me in the mood. I adjust myself so that I can wrap her legs around my neck, and drop my hand to finish myself off.

Our noises were in sync. I give her clit some love, trying to get her there faster. Any man would know, always go for that part of your woman.. it's the number one rule. I finish way before her but it's okay cause I'm able to focus on her more, when my woman finally came, I flop down next to her on the bed. She looks at me. "Babe.. Why did you do that?" She frowns, I shrug. My eyebrows go up when she sits on top of me. "Only I can finish you off." She says. And I instantly know that this isn't going to end for a while.

**

After our love making we went sightseeing, we had a romantic dinner and headed back here. As we lay in bed, cuddling getting ready to go to sleep.

"And what else?" She asks, I think for a second. "I'll teach them whatever they wants to learn, anything they can set their mind to. I'll teach them, even if I have to learn myself." I tell her. She turns in my arms to face me. "Why are you so perfect Jimin?" She asks, I chuckle. "I'm not perfect." She rolls her eyes. I couldn't see it because of the darkness of the room, but I could sense it. "Jimin be quiet, you're perfect to me you turd." I laugh and pull her to my chest.

"I love you sweet cheeks." I whisper. Her small hands gripping my face, she presses her lips against mine, "I love you more.." She whispers back. She buries her face in my chest, I pull her closer to me, as if she'd be taken away from me in an instant. But the thing is she, won't be because she's all mine.

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