Lorraine had an instinct to devour each time she saw Jimin's pretty lips in front of her, swollen and red and fuck...

It was in the way he reacted to her actions. Like the way he gasped and moaned without hiding it if she was kissing his neck. The way he'd fall back on the bed or the way his eyes would roll back in pleasure.

Jimin looked like sin under the neon red lights. His skin glistened with a layer of sweat and hair sticking to his forehead. His red lips were parted to let out soft pants, looking at Lorraine with siren eyes, dazed and drawing her towards him. 

Once again, she surged forward, capturing his lips with hers and moving them with ferocity, the passion unyielding. Their tongues were intertwined, fighting for dominance, teeth clattering and saliva dripping down their chins. The moans Jimin let out in the kiss were guttural, raw, made Lorraine's stomach pool with heat.

Jimin was hers. Jimin's lips were hers. Only she could taste them. The desire to claim was running wild in her veins and clawing at her skin. Her hands were disappeared in his hair, messing them, just the way she liked. His hands were on her waist, hold tight to keep her pressed against him, both on their knees as they kissed the everloving soul out of eachother.

His hasty hands went to untie the knot of her wrap dress, expertly loosening it and exposing her skin to the cold atmosphere of the room due to the air conditioner. Feeling the skin under his hand, his touch worked like coals on her.

Lorraine detached their lips to attack his neck instead, pushing him down to sit as she straddled his lap, biting and drawing out moans from his mouth.

"Crawl a little further up the bed."

She ordered, whispering in his ear, trailing his lips ever so lightly on his red skin. He choked back a whimper and nodded, pushing himself back until his back was pressed against the headrest. She was quick to move on top of his lap again. Jimin's eyes were lost, hooded with lust and hunger.

She picked up the glass of red wine kept on the side table and took a sip. Fuck, because it helped. It helped her come down from the high of Jimin and focus. She kissed him again, caressing his cheeks with her thumb. Their lips pressed together again, raw and messy.

Her nails dug into the skin of his nape as he bit at her bottom lip, tugging and licking, veins blistering hot. Their lips detached when he moved south, kissing his way down her neck and chest, undressing her with his teeth. Lorraine's chest rose and fell in deep breaths, shuddering and moaning softly.

He moved his his mouth down her body until he reached her navel, leaving a kiss there, a soft press of his lips that was able to make her feel infinite things. His hands which were resting on her waist held even tighter and lifted her up till Lorraine was on her knees in front of him.

Jimin slowly pulled her panties down her   thighs before throwing them away somewhere in the room. He looked up then and Lorraine's breath hitched in her throat by the intensity the pair of chocolate orbs held, infinite depths of lust and hunger, the need to devour, fucking same as hers.

His hand moved down to her thigh, squeezing the honey flesh before hoisting her leg on his shoulder. Lorraine inhaled a shaky breath, her eyes locked with his, unmoving.

Without breaking the gaze, Jimin opened his mouth and pressed it against her clit. Lorraine jerked a little, a moan slipping past her lips even though she was ready for it. Fuck, she wasn't ready for it. Jimin's mouth was so hot and wet against her folds, the way he pressed his tongue flat against her, eyes never leaving hers. Lips plump and raw red as she moved his damo hair from his forehead.

His tongue moved in fat stripes as he sucked and moaned around her folds, teasing the tip at her entrance and Lorraine was on fucking cloud nine. Not even aware aware of the noises that stumbled past her lips, throwing her head back and tugging at his hair till it hurt.

"You taste so good. Like fucking honey."

Jimin whispered, pushing one of his fingers inside her as he continued to lick and suck at her clit. Lorraine's eyes were rolling back in the pleasure that was taking over her body, control slipping steadily out of her hand as she got lost in her high. Park Jimin was a drug, he was a living, breathing drug which made you submit to him and made you feel just how much you need him. Pushed and pulled and took and gave and he was so intense.

He added another finger, moving them at a fast pace as his mouth did wonders to her body. Panting hard as she took support of his shoulders to stay still. The hot pool in her stomach growing.

"Fuck, I'm– ah–" she hissed as his canines grazed her sensitive skin. Her head felt lighter, foggy from intoxication.

"Come," he growled. "Come on my mouth, gorgeous."

She let go, her mouth falling open in a silent moan as waves of pleasures coursed through her veins. Jimin hummed, licking his lips in satisfaction as he drew away from her. He squeezed the back of her thighs, smugness dripping off his smirk, panting ever so slightly.

She kissed him senseless, rough and open-mouthed, licking into his mouth and tasting herself on his tongue. Her hands explored the expanse of skin beneath them, hot and clammy with sweat, feeling his chest rise and fall.

Travelling down, instinctively, she grabbed his wrists and pinned them on either side of his head. Jimin gasped, breaking the kiss for second before she smashed her lips on his again. Her nails dug into the pale skin of his wrists, drinking down his moans greedily.

Her mouth left his to leave harsh sucks on his neck and collarbone, her whole body tingling by the way he was panting beneath her, whimpers scratching the back of his neck. She couldn't resist anymore, her hands going down to touch his clothed shaft.

"Fucking– hurry!" Jimin whined as she worked with his sweats to pull them off along with his boxers. As much as she'd had loved to edge Jimin longer, they didn't have the whole night. She had a flight to catch tomorrow morning and she couldn't imagine herself functioning on no sleep.

Jimin moaned when she grabbed the base of his shaft, throwing his head back on the backrest. Biting her lip, she slowly sank down on him, taking him in until she was completely sitting on his lap.

She didn't waste any time, lifting her hips up before sliding down again. Fuck, she was breathless already. She thought that her movements would have been way more erratic if it wasn't for Jimin guiding her by the waist, hard and fast.

In a brisk motion, Jimin slammed his hips upwards and Lorraine had trouble catching her voice. They kept going like that, rough, passion blistering their veins as they took and took more. Savouring each other's bodies like it was a scrap of heaven.

Then Jimin had Lorraine on her knees, hands gripping the backrest, and nails digging into the leather as Jimin slammed into her from behind, relentless. Hands brutal enough to leave marks and mouth leaving bruises on her shoulder and neck, making her scream from blinding pleasure.

They reached their climax at the same time, and Lorraine didn't know if she had had an orgasm so powerful ever in her life. After cleaning themselves a bit, both of them laid down on the mattress, a soft silk sheet above them as they pressed against eachother and invited sleep to take over them like an old friend.

*

The crisp morning breeze hit Lorraine's thighs but she relished in it. The both of them were sitting on the floor of the balcony. Yes they could very much sit on the coffee table but Jimin was ridiculous and stupid and he had plopped himself on the cold floor and pulled her on top of him before she could contemplate.

She had tossed over a plane t-shirt of Jimin's. They were here for the view. Just after the hotel building stretched a wide expanse of greenery, she was sure the view would look better at night because of the beautiful lamps that were placed right next to the stone steps, and she really wanted to go there with Jimin during that time and eat and talk but...

But time was a luxury they didn't have.

"Close your eyes,"

Jimin's words cut through her train of thoughts. She looked at him before obliging to his request, trying to hide her smile. She felt something graze her lips and she parted them instinctively, sticking her tongue out to taste what it was. It was blueberry. She opened her mouth to grab the fruit right when Jimin pulled it away, making her chase it with closed eyes but instead her lips met Jimin's. She could still feel the berry somewhere on her lips, but she couldn't focus, especially when Jimin huffed a breathy laugh. She licked his bottom lips just to tease and catch him off guard before grasping the fruit with her teeth and pulling away.

"I'll bite off you fucking finger."

Jimin raised an eyebrow. "And what makes you think I wouldn't like that?"

He gestured Lorraine to close her eyes again so she did with a roll of her eyes. This time it was raspberry that touched her lips and Jimin tried to pull away once again but she snatched it this time before he could do anything.

"You were aiming for my finger, huh?"

She smirked. "you said you'd like it."

She opened her eyes only to be met by a gorgeous sight of Jimin's plush lips wrapped around a strawberry.

"Why are we using our breakfast for sexual purposes?"

Jimin hit her arm lightly. "Don't make it gross. I'm just simply feeding you."

She snorted. "Well, I'm getting turned on by your innocent feeding."

"Close your eyes." Jimin whined. Sighing, she did so again. This time feeling something soft on her lips.

"It's whipped cream." He muttered but Lorraine could hardly focus on that. She was thinking about his finger grazing her lips which he purposely used when there there was a spoon kept on the tray.

She opened her mouth and took her finger in, swirling her mouth around it and biting lightly before letting it go, satisfied by the way he took a sharp intake of breath.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'll eat."

The next thing she knew, there was something on her neck before it was being licked away by Jimin. Being caught off guard, she grabbed Jimin's head, bursting into a fit of giggles.

He didn't stop though, moving towards and kissing along her jaw, possessively grabbing her waist and pulling her closer, before smashing his lips on hers.

"I don't wanna leave you. At all." He spoke between the kiss, breathing deeply. "It's going to be months– shit, months, Lorraine. How–?"

"We're going to be fine." She cut him off gently, hands that were tangled with his hair, coming forward to caress his cheeks instead. It was hard. It really fucking was, but neither of them would like it if they left their passion just to be with eachother. That would lead to a wreckage they didn't want.

"You're coming to drop me at the airport?" She asked.

Jimin thought for a few moments, then nodded. She pecked his lips and it was supposed to be short lived but Jimin didn't let go, kissing her deeply, indulging in her as she ruffled his soft bangs.

"We'll be fine, I promise." She whispered.

"I'm going to miss you." He admitted. She didn't say anything, just deepened the kiss and pretended like they had time.

*

They entered the airport and it was normal. Everything felt like the usual, there were reporters and fans all around like there had always been.

"Its time to leave, I guess." She gave a tight lipped smile to Jimin. He looked fine, she knew it by the way he raised his eyebrow and smirked.

The reporters' voices and the flashing of the cameras felt distant and like a low buzz in the back of Lorraine's head when she stared at him.

"Kiss me." She demanded in a low voice so that they couldn't record what they were saying. Jimin smiled and pulled her towards him by her hand, lips pressing against hers. She could stop time right now and it wouldn't matter. He left several soft kisses on her lips before pulling her into his chest. His heart was beating too fast and she could hear it.

Hollywood eats from you. It takes and takes. Just like right now, the reporters will take these pictures and spread it all across the world and people will eat it like it's theirs. Something that's Lorraine's will be theirs to look at as a source of entertainment and that hunger never dies, she's learnt that.

But it was fine. It was fine because it was normal and she liked normal. She didn't mind Hollywood feeding off of her as long as it meant that Jimin was here. By her side.