broken husbands✔

43[M]

TW// Mature content
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Soft nibbles on his lips that made jimin gasp as he clutched his hands on jungkook's raven hair letting his husband to enter his tongue, exchanging the taste of the delicious strawberry and sweet cherry of each other's, tilting their heads as the kiss grew more heated while lust was being sprinkled over, both lost in the kiss as they continued to explore each other mouth, tasting those sweets flavours. Slowly jimin straddled jungkook's thigh making jungkook to release a sudden muffled moan in the heated kiss. Jimin Kept on straddling jungkook's thigh while they continued to kiss until jungkook pulled put, both out of breathe yet jimin didn't stop his doing which led jungkook to release low groans

Jimin knew what he was doing as well as jungkook. Jimin moved closer to jungkook's crotch as he was just going to  sway his hips there, jungkook placed his hands on both side of jimin's waist, stopping him from doing so. Jimin was feeling hot, too needy to be exact but jungkook knew they should stop because if not he may lose all his sanity and he might devour his husband in his lust

"J–jimin we should sto–

"M–make me yours....... I trust you enough" jimin face heated up, his cheeks turning darker shade of red as he bit his lips, looking at those lustful eyes of his husband. He knew jungkook wanted this too. Jungkook heartbeat starts to fastens, his mind giving sinful images of his husband squirming and moaning under him, he stared at jimin eyes looking if there is any hesitation but found none

"J–jimin–

"I want it" jimin whispered as he bit his lips more harder. Jungkook was breathing hard by now, he was too aroused by now. Jimin looked to sinful, he was fully clothed, not even a single skin was showing yet his face looked so red, and his silver locks messy and those red wrecked lips was just a addition. Without wasting any more seconds jungkook crashed his lips on jimin's, closing his eyes and not letting his over thinker mind come in between he started sucking and biting the lower lip of jimin's and the later knew what does it mean, jungkook wants it too and he gave in

Jimin tighten his legs on jungkook's waist as he ran his hands desperately through those long raven hair of his husband, kissing back with the same love, same feelings and same lust.  The kiss was not too wet nor too dry. Exchanging their sweet fruity tastes, the kiss was sweet yet it felt spicy to them and just like that jimin didn't know when the slow kiss turned into a crescendo but he was loving it

Jimin wrapped himself onto jungkook more tightly as he felt the man stood up from the couch. Kiss was starting to get little sloppy as jungkook started to move down towards jimin's neck as he whimpered at all the soft wet pecks and licks on his neck, jungkook slammed his back on the wall near their bedroom as jimin threw his head back while jungkook sucked on his neck while trying to open their bedroom door
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Jungkook carefully placed jimin in the middle of the soft silk mattress of their bed as he climbed above the smaller man, sucking on his neck as jimin whimpered and moaned with head thrown back and eyes closed, jungkook slowly pulled  jimin's hoodie and soon it was thrown somewhere on the floor which none of them cared, it's broad day light but because curtains were closed the room was dark, neon yellow lights was the only source of lights

Jungkook breathe hitched as he stared at his husband. Jimin's body was glowing beautifully under those neon yellow lights, body sweating, silver locks messy, face was painted in dark shade of red while he was panting heavily with lips parted a little and eyes closed, way too sinful sight for jungkook

He started leaving feather kisses all over jimin face once again,  Jimin looked soo ethereal yet soo sinful, he opened his eyes just to meet with the brown orbs staring at him. Jimin eyes were glossy, he was feeling way too hot and his husband who was hovered over him, looking him with so much love yet lust visible was just too much for him but still they stayed staring at each other, conversations were exchanged but words were not spoken