a whole chapter of steamy smut! yum!
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Jungkook's apartment was almost exactly what Jimin pictured it to be. He could catch glimpses of decor as the blue haired male pulled him by the write through his from room, the low warm light of a lamp being the only thing to illuminate everything.

Posters were pinned to almost every wall, and a tall CD tower next to the TV was stocked to the brim. Of course in the corner of the room there was a drum set, various sheets of paper scattered around it. That was the last thing he got to peek at, before Jungkook's hand snaked around his waist and pulled him into his nearby bedroom.

It was dark, but Jungkook didn't flip on his light switch, having memorized the floor plan of his room as he guided Jimin towards his bed. He connected their lips in a messy, stumbling kiss, slipping his hand under Jimin's shirt and smoothing his palm against the smooth bare skin of his waist.

Jungkook kicked off his shoes and Jimin quickly followed suit, tangling his hand in the back of Jungkook's hair as the taller male shrugged off the jacket he wore home.

Jimin's heart was beating erratically in his chest, his hands wandering anywhere they could as he parted his lips to allow Jungkook's tongue to slip between them. The smell of cigarettes and cologne flooded his nostrils but at this point it could only be described as intoxicating. A subtle musky cologne coated in the smell of burnt tobacco, he just couldn't bring himself to hate it.

It was Jungkook's scent, how could he?

It wasn't long before Jungkook was pulling away from him, chest heaving and lips slicked with spit. He observed Jimin for a moment, arousal swimming in his eyes, before reaching down to slowly begin pulling Jimin's white T-shirt upwards.

Catching on to what Jungkook was insinuating, Jimin coyly lifted his arms upwards - allowing for the blue haired male to tug the material off of him completely. He shook out his raven coloured strands of hair once Jungkook had stripped his shirt off of him, before looking up to meet Jungkook's gaze with a pint tint on his cheeks.

"What?" He asked softly, breathing out a shaky breath as he watched Jungkook rake his eyes across his bare chest. Slowly they travelled upwards again until they were making eye contact once more, and Jungkook licked his lips.

"You're fucking stunning." He exhaled, reaching forwards to smooth his hands down Jimin's sides. Jimin's skin was so soft, it was hard not to grip his waist and squeeze it - wanting to know what his body felt like beneath his fingertips.

Jimin bit back a moan, and his breath quivered as he inhaled. Jungkook's hand felt so strong as they gripped him, and it made Jimin's stomach flip.

After a moment, Jimin found himself gasping as Jungkook pushed him backwards gently to fall against the mattress of his bed. Soft sheets cradled him, and soon Jungkook was on top of him - completely surrounding him in the scent and warmth of the taller male.

Jungkook ducked down, licking a stipe up the side of Jimin's neck. He couldn't help but smirk as he felt Jimin shiver from his actions, before gently sucking a soft mark beneath the raven haired male's ear.

Jimin was enthralling. Every touch elicited small breathy noises from the male beneath him, and Jungkook slowly found that he was becoming addicted to the sound of Jimin's moans, only riling him up more as his lips moved against Jimin's neck.

His skin was hot and the taste of salt met Jungkook's tongue as he travelled down the side of Jimin's neck and left a trail of red marks. He just couldn't help himself as he rolled his hips down once, groaning into Jimin's shoulder as his and Jimin's clothed erections ground against each other.

"You wanna know what I want to do Jimin?" Jungkook breath was hot against his neck and his lips dragged against his skin as he spoke. "I want to fuck you, so bad." His admission was enthralling, the undertone of neediness sending arousal fizzling across Jimin's skin. "I have since I first saw you, to be honest. You're just too damn pretty."

Hot against his skin, Jungkook's palms smoothed against the expanse of Jimin's abdomen, leaving burning trails as they moved across him. "I bet you feel like heaven." Jungkook left open-mouthed kisses against Jimin's neck, a sloppy spit slicked trail in his wake as he slowly moved down lower and lower. "I just want to take you apart."

Jimin moaned, his fingers fisting in the back of Jungkook's shirt as the younger male nibbled at his collarbone gently. Had he ever been spoken to like this before? If he had, he couldn't remember, because his thoughts were completely flooded with the hushed praises Jungkook whispered against his skin.

"I want you to." Jimin gasped out, tangling his fingers into the bright blue strands atop Jungkook's head. The younger male was leaving wet kisses against Jimin's bare chest, a smirk on his lips as he felt Jimin's body twitch beneath his touch.

It was addicting how responsive Jimin was. So easy to make blush and flustered, gentle touches being all he needed to start falling apart in Jungkook's arms.  His skin, already flushed and beading up with sweat, was the perfect canvas to leave tiny blooming splotches of red and purple.

"Want me to, what?" Jungkook brought his head back up. He reached forwards, cupping Jimin's jaw and turning his face so that they could make eye contact. "Your voice is so sweet, I want to hear you say it."

Jimin's mouth went dry, both nervousness and arousal pooling together in his stomach to create a confusing and intoxicating mix. Jungkook wanted him to beg for it. The thought immediately had Jimin's cheeks warming up, and he took in a shaky breath as he stared into Jungkook's eyes.

The younger male's irises were blazing with lust, seeming to play out all of the things he wanted to do next in his mind as he locked Jimin in intense eye contact. He looked unreal too, the moonlight filtering in through Jungkook's window and backlighting his body with a cool glow.

"I want you to take me apart, Jungkook." Jimin finally found himself whispering, eye contact not faltering as the words slipped past his lips. He felt as Jungkook's hands grabbed at his waist tighter. "I want you to fuck me."

Oh, it was mortifying to let those words leave his lips. To somebody that he barely knew, no less. His cheeks were flushed a deep red and his breath quivered.

The soft groan that left Jungkook's lips at his words though? And the carnal fire in his eyes as he stared at Jimin in near disbelief? Instantly made it all worth it. He felt Jungkook's body respond to his soft plead, his breath faltering for a just moment as he took in what Jimin had just said.

"You're gonna drive me crazy, Jimin." Jungkook breathed out in response, before leaning fowards once more to capture Jimin's lips in an even more heated kiss. His lips were hot and plump as they moved against Jimin's; soft gasps filling the otherwise empty air.

Too soon he was pulling away once more, but it was quick as Jungkook hurriedly tugged off his black T-shirt and threw it over to a nearby corner of his room. His actions were rushed, obviously not wanting to waste time getting Jimin's lips on his again, but it was more than enough time for the male beneath him to ogle at his bare abdomen.

He had seen Jungkook shirtless before. Hot and sweaty behind his drum set as the stage lights made his skin glisten. This though, having him close enough to touch, being able to feel the heat radiate off of his body - Jimin nearly thought that he was dreaming as Jungkook's lips connected with his once more.

He just couldn't help himself, and Jimin was reaching up before he knew it to run his hands against the sculpted muscles of Jungkook's abdomen. His skin was so smooth and hot to the touch, Jimin letting out a soft moan against Jungkook's lips as he splayed his hands against his stomach.

Slowly his hands began to drift downwards, feather light fingers dusting across Jungkook's stomach as they slowly moved to his belt buckle. The metal was so cold against Jimin's fingers, a stark contrast to all of the heat surrounding him.

Heat pooled in his abdomen, and it only became more intense when his hand brushed against Jungkook's hard length through his jeans. He wanted him so bad. The man who he had been watching from a far for so long was now here, on top of him, and Jimin needed him to be as close as he could possibly be.

Jungkook didn't stop him, letting Jimin undo his belt and unzip his jeans, slowly revealing the black boxer briefs he was wearing beneath them. The blue haired male pulled away for a moment, kicking off his pants and getting to work on getting Jimin's off of him as well.

Soon enough Jungkook was hovering over him once more, body clad in nothing but his black underwear - and Jimin was nearly drooling. Jimin didn't know it was possible to be this attracted to someone, to feel his arousal building and building just from looking at the younger male.

He was just so gorgeous, with his tattoos sprawling against his tanned skin, all the way down his arm. His electric blue hair was already unruly and pushed haphazardly off of his forehead. Jungkook really did leave him speechless.

"You're so fucking gorgeous." Jungkook breathed, and Jimin found it funny because he had just been thinking the exact same thing. Jungkook ran his hands down Jimin's chest, feeling all the grooves of his muscles until his fingers were hooking underneath the band of his underwear. "Can I?"

"Please." Jimin sighed, tipping his head to the side. He felt as Jungkook slowly tugged his underwear down his legs, trying to ignore the insecurity he felt from being completely bared for Jungkook.

But Jungkook hardly gave him any time to think about it, because the blue haired male was soon wrapping a spit slicked hand around his cock.

Jimin gasped out, hips involuntary bucking into Jungkook's hold. He was already throbbing and leaking against his boxers before Jungkook had touched him, and now that he was it was incredible. Velvet smooth pleasure flowed through Jimin's body as Jungkook pumped him at a leisurely pace, his other hand rubbing circles against Jimin's hipbone.

Arousal pooled in his stomach, red hot and fizzling through his veins. He bucked his hips into Jungkook's hold, gasped out moans slipping past his lips as he fucked into Jungkook's grip.

Jungkook was in awe. He breathed out a shaky breath and bit his lip as he stared down at the scene beneath him. Jimin had his head to the side, eyes screwed shut as the bedsheets muffled his moans and gasps of pleasure. His face and chest were tinted pink, his abs tensing and twitching as pleasure consumed him.

Jungkook used his free hand to strip his underwear off himself, hard cock slapping against his stomach once it was freed. He just wanted to be all over Jimin, inside of Jimin. The male beneath him was pure sin to look at, it was getting to the point where Jungkook just couldn't wait any longer.

"Jungkook." Jimin moaned out, turning his head to meet Jungkook's gaze through half lidded eyes. "Please, I want you."

A bolt of arousal shot to Jungkook's cock, and a small smirk danced at the corners of his lips. It seemed that he and Jimin were on the same page.

"Don't worry gorgeous." Jungkook breathed, "You'll have me." He brought two of his fingers up to his lips, sucking on them and coating them with saliva. They moved downwards, a slick finger circling around Jimin's entrance and making the smaller male shiver.

Slowly, Jungkook pushed in his first finger, before pumping it in and out gently to allow Jimin to get used to the feeling. "How's that feel?" He asked, his voice gravelly as he stared down at Jimin's pleasure stricken face. The raven haired male's eyes fluttered open, his irises clouded with lust as they met gazes.

"So -Ah!" Jimin's words were cut off by a cry, back arching off the bed as Jungkook curled his finger and pressed against his prostate. "So good." His words were breathless, and his chest heaved. Pleasure fizzled throughout his body and down to his leaking cock, only intensifying further when Jungkook began to stretch him open with a second finger.

Jimin let out a drawn out moan, his mouth dropping open as Jungkook thrust two fingers into him. Jungkook's fingers were so long and slender, hitting all the right spots when he hooked them inside of him. The third finger had him letting out a strangled cry, clenching his jaw as he accustomed to the stretch. It all felt too good. He was throbbing against his own stomach, breathing in gasps.

Once Jimin was enough of a gasping, drooling mess for Jungkook to be satisfied; the taller male pulled out his fingers before spitting into his palm and pumping his cock a few times. There was already precum leaking from the tip, already extremely aroused just from watching Jimin squirm beneath him.

"Hey, gorgeous." Jungkook rasped out, leisurely stroking his cock and drawing Jimin's attention to him with his words. "I'd like it if you turned around for me. What do you say?"

Jimin's stomach flipped at Jungkook's words, and his dick twitched against his stomach as he took in what he had asked. But he wanted to say yes, because he knew Jungkook would make him feel amazing no matter the position.

He was slowly rolling onto his stomach, before biting his lip and pushing back the embarrassment that bubbled in his stomach. Shyly, he arched his back, snuggling his face into Jungkook's sheets and lifting his ass in the air.

"Oh fuck." Jungkook groaned, running his hand down the the expanse of Jimin's back. He smoothed them down Jimin's sides, before gripping his hips and pulling them close enough to grind his length against Jimin's entrance. "You're so fucking sexy." He groaned, reaching down and slathering more spit onto his cock before lining it up with Jimin's entrance. "Ready, baby?"

"Ready." Jimin answered, preemptively curling his fingers into the blanket to brace himself. He could feel how big Jungkook was when he grinded against him, and it had his stomach twisting in both excitement and nervousness.

Using one hand to spread Jimin's ass cheeks apart, Jungkook slowly pushed the head of his cock into him. He moaned lowly, digging his fingers into the smaller male's hips as he slowly rocked into him.

"Holy fuck, Jimin." He groaned, pleasure shooting up his spine. He bottomed out, wiggling his hips from side to side to get Jimin used to the feeling. He watched the raven haired male moan into the mattress at the feeling of Jungkook's full length inside him. "Feel fuckin' amazing."

Jungkook slowly drew his hips back, pulling his cock out to the tip, then gently rocking back into him once more.

"J-Jungkook!" Jimin cried out, fisting at the sheets and arching his hips back to meet Jungkook. Jungkook stretched him open in a mind numbing way, hands leaving burning hot trails against his skin as he began to gently thrust into Jimin. He felt so good. The position that he chose allowed him to have Jimin so deep, his eyes rolling back as the head of Jungkook's cock pressed against his prostate.

Jungkook's nails dug into his hips, and the pace of his thrusts began to quicken. He snapped his hips, burying himself into Jimin's tight heat again and again, eliciting pleasure filled cries from the male before him.

Jimin felt like heaven. So hot and tight as he clenched around his cock. He rolled his hips, pulling Jimin's hips back to meet every single one of his thrusts and jabbing at his prostate every single time.

The room was filled with the sound of skin on skin, soft groans and muffled moans as Jungkook turned Jimin into a wreck beneath him. His hips moved at an unrelenting pace, and he was panting before reaching forwards to grab both of Jimin's wrists. He pinned them beside the raven haired male's head, and gained more leverage as his body curled over Jimin's and he grinded his cock into him even deeper.

"Jungkook- I'm gonna- fuck!" Jimin was a gasping, moaning mess beneath Jungkook. Drool dribbling out of his mouth and onto the blankets as moan after moan filled the air. He clawed at the bedsheets, biting into Jungkook's pillow and letting out a long drawn out cry into the fabric as the blue haired male grinded the head of his cock against his prostate. "Oh god."

"Gonna what, Jimin?" Jungkook gasped out, releasing Jimin's wrists and smoothing his hands down Jimin's sides. "Go on." 

Jimin's quivering legs finally couldn't take it, turning to jelly and giving out beneath beneath him. Jungkook didn't view this as a roadblock though, and rolled his hips into Jimin at the new angle. He pressed Jimin's body into the mattress, not faltering with his pace as he thrust into him. Jungkook was nearing his own release. How good Jimin felt combined with how arousing the sight of him was, Jungkook knew it wouldn't be long until he would be reaching his climax.

"Gonna cum." Jimin sobbed, rutting his hips back as Jungkook pounded into him relentless pace. He pinned Jimin's hips back into the mattress, his cock throbbing inside Jimin as he fucked into him with arousal burning in his abdomen.

Jimin cried out, his cock leaking into Jungkook's sheets as each sharp thrust brought him closer to his release. "Jungkook, fuck! Harder."

Jungkook let out a sound akin to a growl, fingernails leaving deep indents in Jimin's hips. He snapped his hips quicker, harder, deeper, sweat roiling down his heaving chest. And soon enough Jimin was letting out a long, drawn out moan, reaching his climax and spilling out into Jungkook's bedsheets.

He saw stars, being given no break from the pleasure as Jungkook's cock pounded into him a few more times for the younger male the finish himself off.

Jungkook's hips stuttered, and a long raspy groan left his lips just as his pulled his length out of Jimin. He came all over the raven haired male's back, watching the sight through half lidded eyes as he stroked his cock and coated Jimin's skin in stripes of white.

He shamelessly stared down at the scene beneath him and shuddered. Jimin was a quivering mess, still in post-orgasm reverie as he gasped into the pillows and his legs twitched. His skin was flushed pink and sweaty, and his hips were decorated with small bruises and crescent shaped fingernail indents.

Jungkook snapped himself out of the awe he found himself in, grabbing a T-shirt off the floor and using it to gently wipe of the mess on Jimin's back. Jimin let out a soft sigh, turning his head and cracking one eye open. "Hope you don't mind me staying the night here." He spoke softly, his voice raw from crying out. "Because I'm gonna need some recovery time, after that."

Jungkook finished up cleaning him off and chuckled, his lips twitching up into a smile. He tossed the T-shirt in the direction of his laundry bin, then running his hand down Jimin's spine one more time. He just never wanted to stop touching him, to be honest.

"I told you I wanted to spend the whole night with you didn't I? Of course you can." He answered, reaching down and brushing a few sweaty pieces of hair off of Jimin's forehead. They locked eyes, and Jimin smiled warmly. "Just let me change the sheets first, yeah?"

Jimin giggled, bringing his arms up and burying his face into them.

"Good idea."

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a/n:

did one final proofread of this before I clocked in for work.. bad idea 😀😀 each smut I write just gets filthier I swear bye

- Charlie :)