Love Is Bound ‖ ✓

chapter 23

"Shh, let me take care of you."

It is just enough for the brunette. Y/n trusts him. And that, is that. Jimin peppers kisses on her cheeks. Her jaws being treated equally. His sloppy kisses trail to her neck, suckling on the pale flesh turning them into something much darker. Blood rushing at a mere speed splaying reddish blotches over her neck and the junction where her shoulder met.

A lewd sound pours through y/n's lips. Instantly, embarrassment gushes over her, compelling to clamp her hand on her mouth. "It's okay", Jimin reassures and kisses her lips.

Taehyung, her best friend, is sitting in the hall and here she is locked in the bathroom with Jimin, trying to pull a stunt she does not expect to. A newfound excitement elicited her body. It is only then does she realise the other's hands were snaking to her nether regions.

How is she supposed to react to that? She tries but her body is caving into the moment, building embarrassment to certainty. Her body is not hers anymore, it reacts only to Jimin, who certainly has his hands rubbing her nub, throbbing immensely.

Little did she anticipate to enjoy that? Her insides churns with pleasure by the not so innocent activity. She finds herself writhing under the influence. Once she leans back on the blonde's shoulder, his lips brushes along her ear shell.

"You like that don't you?", she swears she felt his smirk through those words. "Answer me. You like that, princess?" "M- hm", her voice cracks as she felt something. An urge to...but what?

Her head lolls on his shoulder. A devilish smirk playing on Jimin's lips as he sees through the mirror, the mess he has made out of the brunette. He kisses her neck once more, lips slithering to her sweet spot. Sucking on it to the point moans drum out of her mouth.

Jimin action fastens, heightening the intensity of pleasure hitting her south. A breathy moan trips off her lips when she reaches her high, lubricating his fingers with whites. Her chest rose and fell at the exhaustion. "You did good Sweetheart", Jimin smiles kissing her forehead as he pulls a tissue from the box to clean her off.

But what really pens her breath in is the fucking bulge prodding her thighs. "Guess we both had things to take care of", he chuckles once he notices a nervous stare from the girl. Y/n smiles awkwardly, gulping the lump in her throat which certified to a rock.

Jimin stayed in the bathroom, even after y/n cleaned up. 'He made me release without messing with my virginity and he had a boner. He had a fucking boner', Everything casts aside for these words repeated itself inside her head. 'He had a fucking boner.'

God, just how fucked up is their relationship!

"Hey, you two were gone for quite awhile. I hope you were not banging her somewhere", Taehyung teases. At that, panic started to rise. Both, Jimin and y/n felt the tension. "No-" "Friends don't do that!" They say in unison.

"Yeah, we're friends", slight disappointment is evident in Jimin's tone, when he says that. As if trying to remind himself of that but hardly wanting to remember. "Friends don't that. Right." He whispers.

It is true of course, they did not have sex. Like, even if they are to— no that will not happen because they are friends. Yeah, friends.

"Friends with benefits?"

Taehyung wiggles his eyebrows but immediately snaps seeing their drained colours, "Just kidding. Cause of course I'd be the one to get all the details if anything happens, alright?" The two just smile. Or try to. Because what they did a moment or two ago was— what was it?