𝐊𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘

🥡𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄🥡

Their lips move against each other, hands running through their messy hair. Their bodies long for each other through the last time they had seen each other was only four days ago at the park. It was just them. Jungkook and Jimin. Jimin and Jungkook. Tongues inside each other mouth skillfully yet playfully moving around.

Jungkook grips his neck and Jimin grips his waist. Sitting them both on the bed so that Jungkook sits on his lip, a smirk forming on his lips when Jungkook starts moving his hips. His bulge beginning to form right under his ass.

"You're so fucking desperate, how do you want me to control myself when you sound like a begging slut?" Jimin groans out and his hands go to Jungkook's jeans, rubbing over his ass to feel his panties. Jungkook just grinds his hips harder.

It's worth it when he hears Jimin let out a deep rumbling moan and suddenly he feels a pair of hands go into his jeans and he moans when the older massages his sensitive skin. Moving the lace to the side and kneading it.

"Jimin." He pants, he has this cute stutter that causes the older to look at him and it drives him crazy when he sees his big eyes staring into his.

He sets Jungkook on his back, going to crawl on top of him and hover around over his dainty figure. Air leaves Jungkook's lips when he notices how the older has more tattoos over his chest and down to where he can see the outline of his abs.

Attacking his lips, he leaves Jungkook breathless. It just all made Jungkook look at him in awe. How caring he was, kind, how he'd always try to help, and he would treat him, touch him. As if he was a little glass doll that he didn't want to break. He loved it. He loved him.

He helps him take off his shirt and he throws his head back when fingers hook his pants to pull them down while his mouth is on his nipples sucking them. Arching his back when he bites one and licks it before giving the other the same attention.

"Jimin." He whimpers, when the kisses are placed on his chest, then neck, and finally a wet one on his pouty lips. He screams, almost crying, when his inner thigh is slapped. They look at each for the first time in minutes.

"My Korean Beauty." He whispers as he brushes their noses. His hands finding the straps of the underwear to take it off.

And he spreads his legs, he slaps his thigh again and another cry leaves his lips. He holds up three fingers against the pouty lips, "Suck them, baby." He says and Jungkook does it almost instantly.

Jimin grins, almost in a smug manner he moves the fingers inside his mouth thrusting them inside him. It's a cycle of lick, suck, and pucker his lips, he does them over and over getting the fingers moist and wet. He watches Jimin groan when he bites his one finger, a small grin on his face. But it's taken out and he grips Jimin's shoulder when the wet fingers stroke over his thighs. The finger goes up until it's against the rim teasing him.

Jungkook looks at him. His back arches again when he enters one of his digits, moaning at the friction.

"Look at you, so pretty and just for me. Your hole, it's clenching around my finger. You fucking like this don't you?" Jungkook nods and another finger is added inside him. He thrusts the fingers in deeper. Their eyes shut and his cheeks red.

A cry, a loud sweet cry echoes around the room when the last finger enters him, he almost thrashes at the pleasure, "God you're gorgeous, you're fat little ass sucking my fingers like a desperate bitch." He curls his fingers inside him, and the feeling of them rubbing against his walls sends Jungkook into a state of frenzy. Suddenly, he yells. His legs spread wider when the familiar buzz inside him goes off, the same one from last time when Jimin hit something of his. He hits the spot again and again and he can't help, but love it more than he intends to.

Jimin stops and he whines, shamelessly his hips begin to move to create some friction for himself. Their noses touch and Jimin chuckles, not once moving his finger letting Jungkook use his hips. He brings another hand and he caresses his cheeks.

"Where the hell were you?" He asks, "You are fucking driving me crazy, you are everything I want, where the hell was you and why didn't you come to Compton earlier so that I could meet you. Don't you think it's funny? If your car hadn't broken down then I wouldn't have met you, if I hadn't helped Layla's son then I wouldn't have seen you again. I would've never seen you, so where have you been? It seems as if you feel out of the sky that day." He whispers and Jungkook kisses him, it's rough, yet loving moving his lips against his they pulled away.

"I was somewhere else, but I'm here now." He whispers and Jimin chuckles and he pulls his fingers out of him, leaving him clenching around nothing.

Jimin takes off his pants, his boxers are next and he throws them on the ground. He places himself between the meaty thighs and he angles his cock to poke the entrance. One breath, a peck, and a sweet whisper, he enters him groaning while entering him until their pelvis meet. He cleans the tears of the younger's face.

He waits for a few seconds until he sees Jungkook nod and he pulls his member out before slamming it back in, Jungkook grabs his hair and they both look at each other. Faces near, but not close, and breathing so heavily he can feel the sweat trailing down the sides of his head.

Jungkook screams again when he hits that spot and he can't help but cry when he feels Jimin speed up his pace. He clenches and Jimin twitches inside him.

"Jimin."

"Come on baby, do what you wanna do!" And he does, he comes body shaking and a scream ripping from his lips. Cheeks red and eyes hazy, yet they rollback. He arches his back when Jimin fills him up with his cum.

Jimin pulls out and he lays with the younger one on top of him while hugging him.

"You did so well." Jimin whispers and he kisses him before once again pulling away. And they sit down and they close their eyes, letting sleep wash over them.