Something was different about tonight. Right now, while sitting silently on the beach, Jimin behind her and holding her close to his chest. A crescent moon stared back at them, majestically reflecting it's light on the end of the ocean, she felt overwhelmed for some reason.

In a good way.

All while their journey, Lorraine had felt so much for Jimin. From liking him to her feelings turning into a self destructive wreckage, but there had always been a toxicity at the pit of her stomach that was now lifted. It left her completely bare and somehow... It wasn't frightening.

It wasn't natural, not yet, but it was something new and it gave her a rush.

"It was...very thoughtful of you to invite us here, Raine. Feels like you actually are putting efforts into our relationship."

Lorraine hummed lowly, leaning her head back to rest against Jimin's chest, he fastened his arms around her front.

"Why do you sound so formal? I just wanted to apologize on my part..."

"Mhm, then what informal for you? Snickering about how you think I can't top in gay sex?" He teased.

She shrugged nonchalantly, smiling lightly.

"You have a nice ass, that's why."

Jimin laughed wholeheartedly, throwing his head back.

"You're crazy."

She smiled in content. She loved being called crazy, it gave her a kick. Another few minutes passed in silence before she spoke.

"I wanna fuck."

She could hear Jimin choking on thin air and coughing from behind. She smirked as she tilted her head to look back at him.

"You okay back there?"

"You say it like that?"

She got out of his embrace to turn around and straddle his lap, weaving her fingers in hid hair and giving him a slight nudge to pull his face closer.

"Like what?"

"So shamelessly."

She frowned. "Why you don't wanna?"

Jimin raised an eyebrow at that, his hands tugging her closer by her waist.

"Do you think I would have tried to fuck you in an award show if I didn't want you?"

She smiled in content, her finger twingling with a strand of his hair. She just loved it when Jimin gave her exactly what she wanted, always said the right thing to turn her on.

"I swear to fuck, Lorraine..." Jimin grunted, rutting her ass down on his crotch by his grip. "That smirk of yours will be the death of me."

Her smirk widened at that, she knew he liked the crazy. They both got off on the same thing. He leaned in, nipping at the honey skin of her neck, kissing tenderly. He sucked a few marks on her jaw and collarbone, getting her aroused at the most excruciatingly slow pace.

She panted softly, letting him take his time on her. She had waited so long, she didn't even know how she had restrained herself from not just pouncing on him every damn second. Maybe it was because she was too caught up with her career problems.

But now they were shoved aside for good, at least for a while and all she wanted to do was savour Jimin, properly, every bit of him. Maybe Jimin wanted the same, that's why he was taking his time kissing and grazing his hands gently over her body.

He moaned low in his throat, sucking a bruise on her throat before pulling away. He licked his already wet lips.

"Isn't this supposed to be romantic?"

She scoffed lightly, champagne eyes hooded and indulging, not being able to take her eyes off his lips. Her fingers that were weaved in his locks grazed their way down to the side of his neck, her long, olive coloured nails dug into the flesh, scratching them down.

Jimin moaned out shamelessly, loudly, causing her to lock their gazes. Lorraine's stomach churned with heat, she had not expected Jimin to like it so much. Something switched between the aura around them, tense and dominance reversed.

She saw Jimin gulp. Experimentally, she did it again, watching as her nails left red strikes on his pale skin. He keened once again, needy, barring his neck to her in submission.

"Keep doing it. Leave marks, Lorraine."

Hot blistering frissons ran down Lorraine's veins at the fucked out look he gave her. She hadn't even done anything and he was so affected, god she loved being in control. Jimin was an absolute blessing, with such fragile toxic masculinity.

"Aww, can you come from this itself, Jimin?" She cooed, voice mocking. "I'll just drag my nails down your back and you'll cream yourself untouched in your pants?"

"Shut up and do it." He huffed, face all red from embarrassment.

She smirked, drawing back from him.

"I'll do it if you fuck me."

With that said, Jimin was clashing his lips on hers, lips moving messily,

"Brat." Jimin rasped between the kiss, making her laugh out maniacally. She dragged her nails down his upper arm just to tease, feeling Jimin choke on his own whimper, giving an opportunity for her to silde her tongue in his mouth.

"You have such a big thing for nail scratching? Can't even stay silent?"

"Burns. Love the way it burns."

Lorraine cursed under her breath, how Enchanted could she be to find this endearing? Hot, but still, endearing. Smiling, she attached their lips again, she intended it to be a sweet one but Jimin was desperate, diving right in and turning the kiss sloppy, tongues tangling with eachother.

Not being able to hold back anymore, her hand went down to fumble with his denim shorts, trying to pull them down just enough to reveal his shaft when Jimin stopped her.

"Clothes off. I want all of your clothes off." He panted, enhancing his point by tugging on her bikini top, almost as if he wanted to tear it away. Fuck, Jimin couldn't get any hotter, sharing her likes in exhibitionism? The thought of any of their friends watching them or walking in the middle of their session gave such a heated rush to her being. 

She gripped the hem of his white tank top, sleeveless and practically useless because it covered nothing. She helped him remove it, throwing it to the side. Her fingers grazed the tattoo embedded on his rib cage, nevermind, it said.

"Any meaning behind it?" She asked, voice suddenly hushed.

Jimin hummed in interest. "I had a fake one painted during the starting of my career for a performance. Reminds me where from where it all began." 

"And the word is cool." He added, making her chuckle lowly. She was looking down for some reason, like she was thinking deeply. She gulped.

"Sorry, I killed the mood." She mumbled, knowing she turned the hot moment into a glum one. She felt Jimin's hand carress her cheek, making her look at him.

"You didn't kill anything." He reassured. "You still wanna do this?"

She nodded as he smiled softly, his hand going behind her back to untie the knot of her top. She let it fall loose around her arms before placing it on the sand. Jimin leaned in, leaving butterfly kisses on her breasts before sucking the flesh in, covering the skin with saliva as he moved to take the right bud in his mouth, rolling the left one with his fingers. The cold breeze on her bare skin not helping at all.

Lorraine moaned shakily, her cheek pressed to Jimin's hair as he worked wonders on her body with his mouth. Prickles of pleasure crawled up her skin, anticipation growing. Her hand went down to unbutton the knee length denim shorts Jimin was wearing, completely covered in sand. He lifted his hips so she could easily slide them down along with his boxers.

She peered at his shaft, standing upright. With a sharp intake of breath, she grabbed it, rock hard in her hold. The way Jimin stopped breathing didn't go unnoticed by her, encouraging her to stroke it at a sensual pace.

"Ah, fuck." Jimin huffed.

Lorraine was in a daze. She felt special, the night felt special. Nothing had happened but still, Jimin had a tendency to make everything precious in her life. She was left breathless by how many things he could make her feel, had this urge to cherish him wash over her again and again.

His lips met hers again, too indulged for it to be perfectly synchronised. Sloppy and open mouthed, his tongue licking into her cavern, making her moan out.
They kissed slowly for a long time, taking their the me on eachother. Lorraine's hand still stroking his hardness, keeping him on the edge but never enough for release. It was becoming too much for Jimin, she could feel it in the way he let out small whimpers in the kiss, gasped and attached them again.

The next time they separated to take in some air, Jimin said, "Can we escalate things a bit?"

She chuckled and nodded, he was so sweet. He swiftly unbuttoned her shorts, pulling them down along with her panties. Both naked in the middle of the island. Jimin's hand went down between her legs, smirking when he felt the wetness coating her folds. He twirled his fingers, getting the slick on his fingers before bringing them to his mouth. Lorraine let out an involuntary moan when he sucked on them and licked them clean, tongue darting out to wet his lips that were tucked upwards in a smirk. She attached their lips together, licking into his mouth and tasting herself on his tongue.

"Shit," he whispered. "I left the condom in our room."

"Don't worry, I'm on birth control." She reassured. When she had flown from Korea and back to Los Angeles, she had fixed an appointment with her gynecologist.

He smiled sweetly, grabbing her honey tanned, fleshy thighs and guiding her on top of him. She slid her hips down, gasping when his shaft entered her, letting herself slide down until her ass was pressed flush against his thighs.

Their bodies were glued together, noses grazing. Lorraine experimentally rolled her hips, making them both groan out. Their lips met again as their hips started grinding together, breathless moans escaping their mouths as they swallowed them greedily.

Lorraine lifted her hips slowly before slamming then back down again. Jimin couldn't stop the groan that slipped out of his mouth, eyes squinting shut in pleasure as their lips detached, too focused on the overwhelming wave of pleasure washing over their bodies. She began to pick up the pace, movie ng up and down over his shaft. The sound of skin on skin slapping together filling the air as hot sweat seemed to freeze as the coastal breezes passed by them. The other sound that could be heard was of the ocean waves.

Jimin's lips met her collarbone, high and desperate as he began to thrust up into her, making her breath hitch. Lorraine could barely control the breathy sounds escaping her lips.

Just as it was getting too much for her, Jimin brought his hand back to Lorraine's clit, rubbing it hard and fast, making her arch her back and whine loudly. It was unbearable.

"F-fuck," she whispered. "Jimin, I'm so fucking close."

Jimin's expressions were a sight, brows furrowed, swollen red lips open as blissful sounds escaped them, body covered in sweat, hot and bothered. He nodded shortly, grabbing her the waist before flipping them, pressing Lorraine onto the sand. He hoisted himself on his elbows on top of her as he started relentlessly fucking into her once again.

Lorraine keened loudly, throwing her head back into the sand as the knot started building in the pit of her stomach, she was so close, just needed a push, her hands pressed on Jimin's ass, nails digging into the flesh to guide him to go deeper. His pace never ceded, hips punishingly plunging inside of her as her nails scratched down his back, too lost. Jimin groaned out her name, brain haywiring.

"Shit, Jimin, I'm–" before she could finish her sentence, she was coming, spasming full bodied as Jimin shuddered when she clenched tightly around him. She felt Jimin thrust twice into her before his hot semen was coating her walls.

"Fuck," Jimin grunted, falling on top of her. They stayed there for a while, Jimin's cheek pressed against her collarbone as her hand went down to stroke his damp hair. He turned his head to leave kisses on the crook of her neck, trailing them up to her jaw and cheek before kissing her lips. "Fuck, you're gorgeous. You're the best."

He hummed contentment, nuzzling his face in her neck as he wrapped his hands around her waist, squeezing her in his hold. "I feel like I don't hug you enough."

"You're crushing me." Lorraine groaned, nudging him to pull out of her and roll on her side. He sat up, dusting the sand off himself before giving a hand to Lorraine so she could sit up as well.

Lorraine reached out for her clothes, wearing them again, watching as Jimin did the same. Once she was dressed, she fetched for the corked beer bottle lying on the sand, opening it effortlessly before chugging it in. She extended her hand that was holding the bottle towards Jimin, silently offering it.

Jimin took it, lips wrapping around the rim as he drank it down.