Blue

Mr EX

Li Weng had given Jimin his full address so that he could text it to Jungkook 'just in case' his intentions differed from what he had said. As they arrived, Jimin was impressed with the smart penthouse style apartment, smart monochrome décor with a splash of turquoise in canvasses and furnishings. In the lift on the way up, Jimin's back had been pressed against the mirrored wall as Li Weng had caged him in, hands firm on his hips as he brought their mouths together and by the time they had entered the apartment, Jimin was breathless, it had been a while since the word 'passion' featured in his life.

No words were spoken as both men undressed each other, Jimin's head slightly fuzzy from cocktails but totally aware of how hard his cock was, straining against the cotton of his underwear and fully conscious of his decision to accept the offer of sex from someone who was essentially, a complete stranger. There was something about Li Weng that pushed every button he had, almost as if the universe had taken all Jimin's requirements and placed him in that bar. He wasn't used to being dominated so much, since his previous partners had mostly been mainly bottoms who didn't mind switching every once in a while, if he had realised how electrifying it would feel to be picked up and thrown onto the bed, he would have done it years ago.

He removed his boxers as Weng lubed up his fingers, prepping him thoroughly until Jimin begged him to stop because he was close to coming, he was writhing around as Weng replaced his fingers with his sheathed cock and thrust into him. The young cop's mind was clouding with something else as the intoxication from the alcohol was overridden by sexual need, each time Jimin was close, Weng pulled out and changed positions and by the 4th time, Jimin was delirious.

This time, he came, hard, probably the hardest he had cum... ever. It was the most intense orgasm that seemed to last forever and he collapsed onto the bed as Li Weng came soon after.

"Well... that... was... wow" Jimin managed to say as he battled with his erratic breathing.

"It was... indeed. Drink?" Li Weng got off the bed and threw a towel in Jimin's direction "bathroom is through there, if you want a shower."

Jimin picked up the towel "Oh, thanks. Yeah, a cold drink would be great, thanks."

After he had showered and changed back into his clothes, he joined Weng in the kitchen. The kitchen was sterile looking, all white gloss and chrome. Jimin thought that perhaps he worked lots and obviously didn't get much time to use the kitchen because it was spotless. The only other kitchen he'd seen that was as clean as this one was Jungkook's but he knew that was because Jungkook was a bit particular when it came to untidiness and cleanliness. He had the feeling that Li Weng simply didn't spend much time in his apartment because it didn't have a 'lived in' feel to it, it felt more like a hotel room... a very expensive hotel room, but a hotel room all the same.

Jimin thought he would feel awkward but he didn't really, Weng was friendly and approachable and put him at ease because he, himself was relaxed. They sat and made small talk, not really discussing anything deep but it was pleasant. Li Weng told Jimin it was his first time in that bar the first night he met Jimin and after that he wanted to return and he'd spoken to the barman to find out if Jimin was a regular and when he would likely be in next. The young cop blushed a lot with Li Weng's admission, he was very flattered and felt a little giddy when the man reached over and brushed some stray hair from his face, fingertips trailing to his nape and pulling him closer for a kiss.

"Well, I had better be off. I've got an early-ish shift in the morning so should get going." Jimin placed his glass on the worktop and made his way towards the door. If he was honest, he was secretly hoping that Weng would ask him to stay because he wanted more but he also knew that leaving was the sensible thing to do.