won't you love me? (vmin)

25, Just Sex

   Taehyung kissed her harshly, tugging at her messy hair.

          "Why am I always," Her words were breathy, ", the first one naked?"

   Taehyung worked up a smile, "I don't know."

          "Taehyung... just put it inside already... you tease me too much.."

   Taehyung looked at her with a blank face. He got off her, undoing the knot to his sweatpants,

          "Tokka...I think I'm in love with someone."

   Tokka sat up, staring at him with hazy eyes,

          "Is it that girl..? The one that cheated..?"

          "No, she killed herself. Pathetic, right?"

   Tokka threw her head back, "Poor girl.."

   Taehyung crawled back on top of her, "I hate how sad she made everyone. Look,"
   Taehyung brought his hand up to squeeze her cheeks together, "Even you feel bad."

          "You got off topic," She mumbled between her pursed lips.

          "Oh yeah...my true love. It's strange though, he's a guy."

   Tokka eyebrows bounced up slightly, "You like guys...?"

          "No."

   She moved her hands to be at his hips, "Liar. How else would you like a guy?"

          "Nono, I don't like guys. I don't like girls either. I just like him."

   Tokka frowned, "What a special guy..."

          "Do you like girls, Tokka? Is it weird to like someone like that?"

          "Mm, no. I've kissed a girl before, but I didn't really feel anything. I don't care if you like g-....him. I mean, unless you don't like fucking me. We can just call this shit quits."

          "No. I like your body."

          "..I like yours too."

   Tokka messily buttoned up her uniform,

          "God, I'm fucking tired."

          "Why do you even have late shifts..?" Taehyung leaned his head back, staring at her rushing.

He gave her a ride to her work, neither of them wanting to waste money on an uber.

"A coworker covered for me, so now I have to cover for them...not that you'd know anything about working.." She tied her hair up quickly.

"I want to go again." Taehyung sighed.

She opened the car door, stepping out and turning to look at him,

"Then text me soon."

Taehyung sluggishly waved at her to leave, she rolled her eyes before closing the door. He watched her slightly limp up to the door, smirking,

"Wow. I didn't kill you again." Taehyung whispered, exhausted.

"I'm still horny though..."

Taehyung sat in his desk once more, staring at Jimins face through the screen. He was incredibly cute in the picture, but also hot. Taehyung blushed, slowly bringing a hand down to cup his clothed dick.

His hand slowly crept under the sweatpants, letting out soft breaths.

Jimin...

His face bursted a pink with the thought of his name. He bit his lip, eyes flickering between his pants and Jimins picture.

This is embarrassing.
Touching myself to your pictures..?
That's weird..

Taehyungs hand lingered down, fingertips brushing the sensitive skin.

Maybe if it was your hand,
this wouldn't be happening..

With that thought, he had an erection. He hid his face with his other hand, an eye peeking at Jimins pretty face staring back.

He slowly started moving his hand up and down, shaking to not close his legs together.

Your hand.. on me..?

Taehyung lowly huffed, his penis swollen from the friction.
   His mind was intoxicated with the thought of the angelic man. His presence, his voice, his face. The mere thought of Jimins hands being all over him sent him straight through the clouds.

A/n