At the time of writing this, Photoshoot was winning Episode Seventeen's location poll 😉
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Jimin grinned, pinning Jungkook up against a door as his hands went to the boy's hips.

A month had passed since the movie wrapped. The cast was busy promoting buzz over it in Korea and Jungkook specifically was extra busy getting his ass more toned - or "working out to get jacked" would be more his words.

The night after Jackson's party, Jimin had cold cut contact with Taehyung and Seokjin. While Jimin did worry over it in the back of his head now and then, he was so swamped with work that he didn't have the time to really think about it. It was almost a subconscious choice. There simply wasn't time to really unpack all of it yet.

Jimin and Jungkook's sudden "friendship" was a media gold mine. The amount of duo photoshoots and joint commercials they'd been booked for would genuinely fund their lifestyles for at least a decade.

"Jimin." Jungkook said, his voice golden like honey and savoring Jimin's name in his mouth as if it were the sweetest thing he'd ever tasted.

Jimin's hands went to the edge of Jungkook's shirt, helping him lift it up and off of him, careful not to mess up his boyfriend's carefully done hair. They were both expected to come back to the photoshoot for Vogue Magazine in about ten minutes, so the boys had to be careful not to get too messy. Yes but be smart, was their motto for the month.

"Baby, are you sure?" Jungkook purred into Jimin's ear, pressing a soft kiss into Jimin's neck before pulling away and looking into Jimin's eyes. "We have to shoot the rest of that photoshoot after this."

"Tell me to stop and I will." Jimin answered, complete sincerity and kindness drowning in them. "But say that, say stop specifically so I know for sure. Do you want to stop now?"

Jungkook looked down at Jimin, at his plump red lips and the blush across his cheeks and he imagined that same face below him. It was enough to cause his breath to hitch. "No, no I definitely want to do anything but stop."

"Good." Jimin smiled, holding Jungkook by his hips as he moved to sucked gently on his neck, not enough to leave a hickey. His tongue trailed the skin and teeth nipping the slightest bit before ever so slowly making his way to hover right over Jungkook's lips. "We've been at this shoot for hours. Hours where all I've had is time to think about you."

Jungkook's eyes flashed open, begging as he tried to lean into connect the kiss only for Jimin to tease at the last second and retreat back. He kissed the edge of Jungkook's mouth instead with a much too innocent and much too sweet smile.

"Words, baby. Use your words." Jimin whispered and Jungkook let out a whimper from his throat.

"Kiss me."

Jimin's lips connected with Jungkook's in a flash, sucking on his bottom lip as he connected their bodies closer together. His hand went down to Jungkook's waist, pushing him closer to create more friction between their legs as their lips moved against each other.

Jungkook's hands went to Jimin's shoulders and Jimin tisked. He drew back causing Jungkook to crumble. He grew hard waiting while Jimin reached into a bag he'd thrown to the side and pulled out a set of pink, thick rope. Jungkook eyed it and Jimin smiled that innocent Angel smile in reply. Then he flipped Jungkook over so that Jungkook's stomach was to the door instead of his back.

"Your hands." Jimin simply ordered and Jungkook obeyed, putting his hands behind his back as Jimin carefully got to work tying the rope between them. His fingers were like butterflies, small kisses against Jungkook's skin as Jimin's lips met the back of his neck. Jungkook could feel him finishing the knots without having to look down at his work, lips focused on Jungkook's skin as the rope got secured into place.

Jimin gently flipped Jungkook around, hands now tied, and smiled at his work before him. "Beautiful. You're beautiful." Jimin said, watching the warmth spread across Jungkook's cheeks as he kissed him again.

Jimin's nails dung lightly into Jungkook's sides, trailing with him as he kissed down Jungkook's chest, abs, and right at his V-line. He felt Jungkook buck his waist as Jimin's lips lingered near his dick and so Jimin stayed, sucking right below Jungkook's V-line, his hand teasingly brushing above Jungkook's clothed crotch causing Jungkook to hit his head on the door as he shut his eyes and struggled to breathe slowly.

"Jimin, Jimin please." Jungkook whined, bucking his hips again. With his hands tied, he couldn't push Jimin down onto his knees himself. "Please, I need more."

Jimin laughed, sweet and soft and it drove Jungkook absolutely wild. Evil. He was a beautiful, evil thing.

"So many fun things to do to you." Jimin hummed, a single finger traced up and down Jungkook's crotch before unzipping his pants and pulling them down. "Where to even start?"

A knock came then at the door then, startling Jungkook while Jimin didn't seem fazed the smallest bit. His eyes flashed lazily to the sound, more annoyed than alarmed.

"Um, Mr. Jeon, they're extending the break by thirty more minutes." An assistant said through the dressing room door. "Apparently the photographer is missing a specific lens or something? I'm not sure, but they wanted me to let you know."

Jimin trailed those dark eyes of his back into Jungkook, looking him straight in the face with an air of mischief. "Well," Jimin whispered, sliding a hand into Jungkook's boxers. "Respond."

Jungkook let out a whimper, biting the inside of his cheek to keep it together.

"Uh-" he strained as Jimin wrapped his hand around Jungkook's dick causing lightning to shoot through his system, "t-thank," he took another breath as Jimin started to pump, "you."

The assistant behind the door made a satisfied noise before walking away and Jungkook let out a long, shaky breathe more equal to a moan than anything else. "Evil. You are a thing of evil."

Jimin began to pump painstakingly slow. Then every two strokes his thumb would go over Jungkook's head and he'd pump for two fast strokes before starting over. Jungkook was sweating, his hands aching to grab Jimin, to finish the job himself, and yet he didn't want any to. It was torture and pleasure mixed in one.

"You're getting loud, baby." Jimin whispered into Jungkook's ear. Jungkook pulled on his restraints again, his head leaning on the door for his life as he moaned. "I should do something about that, shouldn't I?"

Jungkook nodded and Jimin increased his pumping speed into one consistent fast stroke. He added pressure causing Jungkook's legs to buck and just as he was nearing the end, Jimin took his hand away just then. Jungkook wanted to scream, with his hands tied behind him there was no way to finish ride the rest of it. "Evil." Jungkook panted and watched as Jimin calmly went to the sink, washed his hands, then picked up another rope from his bag.

"I did say you were being loud, didn't I?" Jimin winked as he began to fashion a knot into a shorter rope. It was large, created with a couple fancy threads of it, until the knot was almost a perfect circle the size of a small fist. "When you want to stop, tap me three times. I'll release your hands so you'll be able to that."

"Jimin what does that mean-"

Jimin placed the knot into Jungkook's mouth using two fingers to slip it further in and cause Jungkook to choke just the smallest, safest, bit. When he watched the blush return to Jungkook's cheeks and the guilty flush of enjoyment, Jimin nodded approvingly and tied the rope around Jungkook's head so the knot stayed in place. He then placed a soft hand against Jungkook's cheek and pressed the most gentle, loving kiss, onto it.

"You're beautiful." Jimin repeated, reaching behind Jungkook and untying the rope around his hands. Before Jungkook could even push him down himself, Jimin was on his knees, holding onto Jungkook's thighs. "Remember," he repeated, "three taps." He then took Jungkook into his mouth.

Jungkook saw fucking stars. Fuck the shoot, if it wasn't for the rope in his mouth the whole fucking building would hear him.

Jungkook's hands instantly went into Jimin's hair, pushing along with the rhythm of his throat. He could be louder now, allowing the groans to escape his lungs with the knot pressing into his mouth to muffle it. He felt one with Jimin at that moment, chocking the smallest bit on the rope while Jimin choked on him below.

Jungkook was swearing, head pressed into the door, pulling on Jimin's hair as he finally released. Jimin kissed right on Jungkook's v-line, a delicate lovely kiss, before wiping the edge of his mouth. He reached for the rope around Jungkook's head and untied it, allowing it to fall on the ground to join the one used earlier.

Jungkook lunged, grabbing Jimin and heading for the couch near by. "Evil, evil thing." He panted, mind lost in ecstasy, floating above the room in pure pleasure. All that there was was him and the man who made him fly.

He wanted to fuck him, to fuck him completely dirty and rough and perfectly, but he was floating in his high and could barely move. He felt Jimin laugh in his ear, kissing underneath it once more as he cuddled into Jungkook's side. He held him close, nothing sexual in any of his touches, simply butterflying soft kisses on his wrist and tracing Jungkook's tattoos with his finger.

With each little kiss and cuddle scoot closer, Jungkook floated slowly back into himself until he could feel his legs and arms and heart rate pounding in his chest.

"What - what was that?" Jungkook panted and Jimin propped up on an elbow.

"Are you okay? Were you scared?"

"No, no Jimin I'm more than okay. I've never experienced anything like what you just did to me. I felt like I was flying. What was that?"

Jimin kissed Jungkook's wrist. "That makes me happier than you can possibly know. Did it feel like floating? In a safe way? Did you...did you like it?"

"Yes." Jungkook breathed, still coming back into himself.

Jimin smiled so wide Jungkook could barely take the brightness of it in.

"I love you too." Jimin finally said and Jungkook nearly lost it. He beamed so wide, pulling Jimin into his chest which caused Jimin to giggle and allow his body to be enveloped by Jungkook's broader one. He pretended to kick out of Jungkook's bear hug, giggling the entire time while Jungkook continued to beam and hold him tight.

"Say it again." He said into Jimin's ear and Jimin flipped around, looking Jungkook into his eyes while Jimin's cheeks burned bright pink.

"I love you."

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A/N Summary: Jimin and Jungkook sneak off to Jungkook's changing room to have a sexual moment together. At the end of it Jimin tells Jungkook he loves him.

Hehe that was why there was a location poll, I couldn't decide if I wanted this to happen here or on a private jet. Hope that was a fun surprise!!

I know it's been a couple weeks but hopefully the longer chapter was worth the wait!

Love you guys,
Vio