"Wow."

You blink, "what?" "No nothing you just... you look beautiful." Alright the butterflies you're getting are honestly unhealthy. You got changed in the locker room, but you're not wearing anything fancy. Just casual clothes. Jeans and a hoodie with white sneakers; it's nothing special.

Regardless, his hand goes for yours, and you allow it. Tae agreed to your little plan to cook whatever you can find for Jimin. He left with Chaeyoung not too long ago, right after cross country. Good, now you and Jimin can hang out without Tae awkwardly standing there. You and Jimin aren't together and won't be, but Tae still would have been third wheeling hardcore.

After a few minutes of a silent walk, you reach his apartment, him opening it and allowing you in. As soon as you step inside, he enters and closes the door behind you. "So what did you want to-" He grabs your shoulders and pins you against the door, making you yelp and tremble. "J-Jimin, what are you doing?" "Do you like Jungkook?" he asks, glaring right at you. "Let me go," you whisper. Despite how angry he looks, he does. "Do. You. Like. Jung. Kook?"

You blink, "uh like as more than a friend?" He nods. "No. He's my friend and that's all." You take a moment, then look at him funny. "Wait why-" He closes the distance, grabbing your shoulders again. Before you even know what's happening, he's kissing you.

He's motherfucking kissing you

Your eyes widen as he moves his lips, trying to get you to respond. When you don't, he growls and pulls back. "I see your thighs squeezed together," he murmurs. Shit... he's onto you. "I see the way you look at me, I see the way you want me to touch you..." He comes closer, giving your upper thigh a massage. "Do you ever think about me?" he whispers before kissing your jawline.

"Think about you?" you ask, confused. He hums, though it comes out as more of a moan. "Do you ever think about how hard I'd fuck you?" Your thighs press together even harder as you bite your lower lip. He chuckles, "I bet you'd love that, wouldn't you? You'd love to beg for me to fill you up, to stretch you out... hm?" He nibbles on your earlobe as you try not to faint from how hot it's getting in the apartment.

1) Do not fall for Park Jimin. "Have you ever thought of that?" he whisper-asks, his hand trying to go in between your thighs. "Yes," you whisper back. 1) Do not fall for Park Jimin. "Have you ever thought of me making you cum with my fingers then licking you clean?" You gulp, "y-yes." 1) Do not fall for Park Jimin. He pulls back, his eyes meeting yours. For a split second, he looks at your lips, but it quickly passes by and his brown eyes pierce right through you. "Do you want me to fuck you?" he whispers, his voice low and raspy.

1) Let Park Jimin fuck you

"Please, please fuck me."

Within an instant you're being picked up by the thighs, his lips hitting yours again. You moan into the kiss as he stumbles back, blindly navigating through his apartment. God damn his lips taste so fucking good. They're exactly how you imagined them. His sweet vanilla taste, the way his plump lips attack yours, his tongue shooting out and trying to gain entrance.

When you finally allow it, he hungrily swirls his tongue across yours, exploring every inch of your mouth as if he's been dying to do this for years. Before you can even process what's happening, you're being thrown on his bed. He kicks the door shut, practically ripping off his shirt.

His motherfucking abs what the fuck?!

He smirks at your reaction, hopping onto the bed and hovering over you. "I bet you've been thinking of this since you first saw me, hm?" He trails one finger up your thigh. "Care to show me how wet you are princess?" "I'd fucking love to." You fumble with your jeans, quickly taking them off as he chuckles. "Such a good girl..." he murmurs, his fingers going right for your panties.

You moan as he rubs circles against you, your hips naturally grinding against him. "That needy?" he questions, and you rapidly nod. You haven't gotten laid in far too long and he's doing everything perfectly. "I need you," you gasp out. His lips find yours again, him completely engulfing you. His covered bulge meets your panties, him gently thrusting up against you. He pulls back and softly moans, his face falling to the crook of your neck.

"I can't wait to fuck you baby girl," he groans, playing with the hem of your hoodie. You help him take it off, but you don't care about that. You simply go right for his pants. He raises a brow as you slide them off, him adjusting so he can kick them away. "Let me see you," you whisper, causing him to chuckle. "I love the way you need me baby," he mutters, quickly throwing off his boxers.

Well, it's safe to say you won't be walking tomorrow.

Your jaw drops at how hard he is, your eyes widening as you take in the length and width of him. "There's no way in hell that's fitting." "Only one way to find out," he says back, keeping his cocky smirk on his face. Without even thinking, you climb forward and put your hand on his base, giving him soft strokes.

He's shocked by your boldness but lets it happen, leaning back, his head hitting the wall. You go up and down him with your hand before deciding to use your mouth, covering him with your hot tongue. He moans loudly, grabbing a fistful of your hair and helping you down.

You gag a few times, but the sound only turns him on more as he thrusts into you. Your eyes tear up at the feeling of you choking, but you love it. You lap at him, swirling your tongue across his needy tip before going as far down as you can. Another gag sounds off while you keep sucking his dick, your hand covering what your mouth can't. "Fuck, don't stop baby," he moans. You look up in time to see his mouth open, sinful noises passing his lips, his eyes squeezed shut. What a beautiful sight.

You do as he says: you don't stop. Despite how sore your throat is you keep going, lathering him up and pumping him with both your hand and mouth. After two minutes of you doing so, you feel him twitch in your mouth. "Sto... S-Stop," he stammers, out of breath. You obey, pulling back and licking your swollen lips.

He kisses you again, making you gasp as your back hits the bed. He kisses you harshly, sucking and biting at your lips. He even draws a bit of blood but quickly licks over the spot to make you feel better. You kiss him back, widening your mouth and deepening the kiss as your tongues meet, playing with one another in a teasing manner.

He can tell you want more. So much more, but he's teasing you by going slowly. He licks at the roof of your mouth, then plays with your lower lip, then goes for your tongue, a strange pleasure ringing throughout your body. One thing's for sure: no one has ever kissed you like this. There's so much fire to him that you can't describe. The way he holds you and makes out with you endlessly... it turns you on so much.

Jimin pulls back to catch his breath, motioning for you to strip. You do, you toss your last two remaining items off of you, not caring where they land. He drinks in your entire body, rubbing his eyes to make sure he's really here. "This is even better than I imagined," he mutters. "Oh yeah?" you tease, raising a brow. He licks his lower lip, gazing at you. "What did you imagine you'd do to me?" you ask. "This."

He kisses your lips, then your chin, then your jaw, then your neck... he keeps going down. He pauses once he reaches your breasts, playing with them with both his hands and mouth. His tongue flicks at your right nipple, making your body arch and give in to his actions. Then, he does the same with the left, cherishing your body before going down more. He lingers on your stomach, nibbling gently on the skin but not enough to leave a mark. Then... he reaches your hips... then...

As soon as his tongue meets your burning folds, you moan. The sensation breaks through your body, your lower half on fire from the way he laps at you desperately. He holds your thighs down, flicking his tongue over your clit multiple times. Fucking fuck this feels so damn good. You softly smile, trying to hold back the noises your mouth desperately wants to make.

"Don't be shy," he whispers, pulling back for a moment. You look down at him, panting. "Let me hear you... better yet, let everyone hear you. Let them be jealous of how good I'm making you feel." He dives back in, sucking on you and slurping in your juices. You whine, throwing your head back just like he did, your eyes squeezing shut.

He plays with your bud, going up and down it harshly, one of his fingers playing with your folds. He pokes one finger in, making you beg for more. "Please... Jimin please..." "What do you want baby?" he teases before nibbling on your clit, the strange feeling sending spikes of pleasure rocking down your body. "Make me cum." "You want me that badly?" "Please," you plead, practically sweating already.

Jimin looks at you, licking his lower lip. "You want my lips?" You rapidly nod, "I need them." He smirks, giving your clit a quick kiss. "I'm the only one who gets to see you like this, you hear me?" You nod again. He comes up to hover over your face, his mouth meeting yours. Without even realizing what's going on, he slips a finger inside you, pumping in and out at a rapid pace while his lips pleasure yours.

You want to moan desperately, but his mouth is masking any noise you make. The sounds of his finger going in and out of you and your lips smacking together fill the room, lust overtaking the two of you as you go in farther. You need him desperately. Actually, desperately is an understatement at this point. You need him and you need him now.

When he pulls back again he doesn't listen to your needy whines, he simply dives to your neck while still fingering you, this time adding a second finger. You wrap your arms around his back, digging your fingernails into his skin, definitely leaving marks. Speaking of leaving marks - his teeth are attacking your neck, leaving probably gigantic hickies you're going to have to use all your makeup to cover up.

He doesn't care, he simply continues to mark you on both the inside and outside, his fingers curling and adding more pleasure. "Fuck!" you whimper, your body shaking from the way he rapidly fingers you. "You want more?" You moan, "I need more Jimin, please." He adds a third finger, slightly stretching you while going back to work on your neck.

You try to grind on him to get more friction, but he simply growls and pulls back. "Who's in charge?" he whispers, his eyes meeting yours. You gulp. "You're being a bad girl... does someone need to be punished?" "N-No please, please fuck me," you beg, breathless. He smirks at your flustered state, slowly curling his fingers inside you. "Make it up to me baby... I want to feel you cum all over my fingers, got it?" You rapidly nod, unable to form a verbal response other than the word 'please'.

Jimin removes his fingers, going back down with his mouth. His tongue flicks over your clit again, making you clutch the bedsheets. He chuckles, licking you once before teasing you. "You like it when I do that baby girl?" "Keep doing that, I fucking love it." "Aww, is my princess that needy for me?" You breathe out, "Jimin, touch me." "Gladly."

He goes back to fingering you and licking your clit, moaning against you. For another full minute, he keeps doing what he's doing, making you a mess. Then, all of a sudden, he pulls his mouth away from you. "You like that?" "Yes!" "Beg for more," he commands. "W-What?" "Did I stutter darling?" he pauses to smirk, "beg." "Jimin please, please make me cum. Please fuck me." Your lower lip quivers as you look down at him. "Please." He finally gives you what you want, satisfied with your begging. "Good girl..." he mutters, his tongue lapping at you once more.

He goes up and down rapidly, making your body shiver, your stomach filling with absolute bliss. He seems to be enjoying himself a lot, his lips slightly twitched up into a smile when he pulls back to finger you. He goes rapid fire, then, he does something you don't expect. After only ten seconds of him fingering you, he removes them and licks them clean. "On all fours baby." "What are you doing?" He smirks again, "I'm gonna make you cum."

You shakily get up, rotating your body and getting on your hands and knees. He kneels behind you, his hands playing with your ass before one of them goes to your back, pushing you down. Your cheek hits the mattress, you softly groaning. "God damn you're so fucking wet," he mutters, stroking himself a few times. After a few seconds, he rubs his tip over your lips, making you whine. "Please," you whimper for what feels like the hundredth time. "As you wish," he replies. You can't see him, but you can practically hear his wink as he dives inside you.

The feeling of him stretching you out leaves you floored. No like actually, your vision goes hazy for a moment, the unexpected sensation burning through your veins. He moans at the contact, giving you time to adjust before starting his thrusts. "Can you take my dick baby? Can you do that for me?" "Y-Yes, give me more," you stutter, completely dazed.

The sounds of your moans and him fucking you from behind fills the room. The grunts he makes while speeding up... they sound so damn amazing. "You feel so good," he praises, moaning right after the words leave his mouth. He rails you, slamming himself inside you and not slowing down. You honestly don't think you can take it, the pleasure is practically overstimulating you as you whisper out naughty words, begging him to fuck you harder despite how much you're already taking.

"You look so good covered in my marks princess," he lets out. You can't see your neck, you probably won't until tomorrow, but you're too in the moment to care. He keeps going, slowing down slightly just to catch his breath. He keeps squeezing your ass, giving you solid pumps that make your entire body lurch. Your lips are trembling with your body, your eyes squeezed shut from the feeling, your fingers hurting from how harshly you're clutching the sheets.

"You feel how deep I am? Huh?" he asks, slapping your ass as he goes further. "Fuck, just like that," you praise, loving everything he's doing. "Clench on me baby. Shit, you're so tight," he groans out, speeding up again. The sudden speed makes your entire chest hit the mattress, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Alright, yeah, you're seeing stars. Major stars.

He slows down slightly, focusing on filling you up completely. "That's it... make sure you take in all my inches baby," he moans, squeezing your ass. You whimper from the feeling of him completely inside you, him fucking you doggy style as he speeds up again. You're still dazed, mouth open and letting out soft whines, your breathing ragged, your body shaking rapidly.

He keeps fucking you senseless for lord knows how many minutes, you've lost count. The way he fills you up, bouncing in and out of your walls, balls slapping against your skin. God damn he fucks so good. That's why you're so close already, whining and begging for him. "Please let me cum... please..." "Cum all over my cock, do it baby, cum for me." You loudly moan as you do, your face completely smothered by the sheets.

Your release completely rockets through your body, making you shiver and rapidly let out high-pitched moans. He keeps thrusting, clearly searching for his own high and overstimulating you in the process. "F-Fuck," you groan, your eyes squeezed shut. "Hang on baby, just a few... more... seconds..." He holds true to his words, only taking a few more seconds before pulling out and releasing on your back.

The two of you huff out air, trying to process what the fuck just happened. You just broke your #1 goal for good sex. What. The. Fuck. L/N?! This isn't you. What the hell? You pant as he lies down next to you, repositioning your body to be cuddled up next to him. He kisses your nose, smiling. "I'm not actually hungry, by the way." You nod, too deep in your thoughts to reply.

He sweetly kisses your lips, but only for a couple seconds. You didn't even get a chance to kiss back. He pulls you in closer, his chin resting on the top of your head as you reach his center. You feel your eyes closing, tiredness washing over you. "We'll go again later, mkay baby?" You hum, "okay..." He chuckles and gives the top of your head a kiss. Jeez, someone's affection. But... you can sense his sadness. Why is he sad? Is he alright? However, it's his next words that scare you the most. He clearly didn't mean for you to hear them, but you did.

"I'm so sorry."