𝑀𝓎 𝒮𝓁𝓎𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃 || •PJM• ✔️

Hallways

"This is a horrible idea."

"Yet you agreed."

"I'm regretting it now."

"It's only a horrible idea if you keep talking and reveal our location princess."

Y/n grunts and glares at Jimin as he pins her up against the wall, thrusting into her without holding back. She can't stop a soft moan, so he places his lips on hers and holds one thigh up with his hand, his dick sliding in and out of her. Jimin had the wonderful idea of fucking in the hallways after hours. It's 3 a.m., several professors patrolling the halls at this point. If they get caught, they'll be expelled, but Jimin gives zero fucks right about now. The only thing that matters is fucking the shit out of his girl. That's exactly what he does.

His thrusts get chaotic, going sloppy, the slick sounds filling the hall as he makes out with her. Then he hears footsteps and pulls back from the kiss, stopping his thrusts. Of course they're being careful and hiding in the dark corners, staying hidden from sight. They'd have to really be looking to find the horny duo. Jimin watches the whole time as the professor walks right past them, the man seeming disinterested in his nightly patrol. As soon as he's out of eyesight, the two giggle and go back to what they were doing.

Jimin fucks her hard, groaning and kissing her as hard as he's fucking her. They keep going and going without a care in the world, Jimin so close to his high when more footsteps sound off. He holds his breath and stops his motions, meeting Y/n's eyes and not glancing anywhere else. He doesn't even bother peeking to see where the patrolling professor is. Jimin can't stop the smirk on his face. Slowly, very very slowly, he moves himself back and forth inside her. He goes in small circles, rubbing his dick around the inside of her walls. She clutches his shoulders tightly and gives him an angry look, but of course, being the little shit he is: he ignores it.

The footsteps echo away, so he goes hard again, hard enough that she throws a hand over her mouth, her head hitting the back wall. Okay so she's hitting her high, now it's Jimin's turn. He pulls out and finishes himself off with his hand, panting and trying not to moan too loudly as he drips all over the floor. "Fuck," he softly whines, placing his forehead on hers. They're both breathing heavily and trying not to moan too much. It's insanely difficult, but they're pulling through for the most part.

"Ready to fuck right next to your house's entrance?" Jimin whispers.

"What? Hell no, we're fucking in front of Slytherin, I want to stay over again."

"Oh do you now?" he asks with a small chuckle, "that's interesting... this morning I asked if you wanted to stay over but you seemed dead set on saying no."

"I was in front of Jungkook and Dahyun, what did you want me to say?" she asks.

"That I own you and that you'll do whatever I say," he replies with a shrug, "not that hard."

"Jungkook would kick your ass, maybe mine too."

"Jokes on you, we're both into that."

"Are we?" she says.

"Seeing as you always moan my name when I spank you, I'd say so." She goes still. Oh yeah - he knows all her weaknesses. "Now come on, let's go fuck on my bed."

Within only five minutes they traverse the entire school and get to Slytherin, tangling up as a mess of limbs on his bed. The kissing they do is desperate and intense, every movement, every flick of the tongue a means to get closer. Jimin's holding her, keeping her beneath him, but it's still not close enough. He's literally inside her - still not close enough. Jimin almost whimpers when she pulls back from the kiss to breathe. They're both panting, more thrusts and moans filling the room.

He's peering into her eyes now, and one thing becomes clear. He wants to tell her he loves her. It's only the truth. These past few weeks with her have been the best in his life. Okay maybe he's dramatic, but he's never enjoyed someone's company this much. If he could ask her to move into his dorm with him, he would, but he knows that's against school policy so he doesn't even consider it. There's only one problem... what the hell are they? Friends with benefits? Dating? It's not like they've been on any dates. Boyfriend and girlfriend? Neither of them asked.

Jimin grunts and keeps aggressively fucking her while the thoughts plague his brain. It's like he wants to fuck her until she's convinced that only he can make her feel this good. "You belong to me," he whispers, peppering kisses all over her face while ravaging the lower half of her body. "Say it, moan who your man is."

"Jimin," she moans. It's safe to say the moan makes him both hornier and happier. His heart melts while his dick works on getting them off more and more.

"Cum for me, show me how good I can make you feel." She does moments later, gripping his locks harshly. He ends up kissing her to mask her moans, him sensing his orgasm and making sure to pull out in time as he always does. Their kiss is filled with desire and moans. They're moaning against one another's lips, almost fighting each other.

Jimin pants as he pulls back, wanting to say 'I love you' so badly, but he knows he can't. This isn't something serious. They're just fuck buddies. That's it. He keeps his poker face on, grinning and pecking her lips, holding her hand against his center. "You look beautiful," he whispers, using his free hand to brush some strands of hair out of her face. She snuggles up against him and smiles. If he can make her smile, that's honestly enough. Even if she doesn't like him the same way he likes her, seeing that expression is enough for him. So, he kisses the top of her head and holds her close.

"You know the second half of the tournament is coming up, right?"

She peeps her eyes up at him, "What tournament?"

His jaw drops, "Um hello, the maze? We did the wall maze, now we have to do the hedge maze. The second half. The first half were the placements. How do you not know this?"

"I never did it, this was always your thing," she replies.

"Well I hope you know we're partners again. We paired up the first time, it only makes sense that we pair up the second."

"Is this one gonna end in sex?"

He laughs and kisses her forehead, "Only if you want it to. We still have a little over a month."

"Huh?"

"Ah this girl... until the hedge maze. It's a month and a week away so we get a month and a week to constantly do practice mazes."

She innocently stares at him. "There's practice mazes?" Okay he can't help it: he kisses her. She seems amazed that he does, but he doesn't stop. His hands stay at her hips while he gently kisses her. It's probably the gentlest kiss he's ever given to anyone let alone her. When they part, he gives her a smile.

"You're the cutest little thing Gryff."

"You're never gonna stop calling me that, aren't you?"

He laughs again and pecks her forehead, "Never in a million years princess."

To his surprise, this time she pecks his lips. "At least ease up on it, otherwise I'll call you greenie more often."

"You would never."

She yawns, joy in her eyes as she nods. "I would."

He matches her joy, "Tired baby girl?" She nods one last time and nuzzles against his chest. "Goodnight then princess, sleep well okay?"

She hums in response, closing her eyes. She looks like an angel. "Should I keep clothes here?" she asks.

"Oh no, you're going to class in my clothes from now on. Sorry babe, but you know about my possession kink."

She kisses his chest. "Goodnight Jiminie."

He uses one hand to turn off his lamp before wrapping it around her body again. "Goodnight my love, sleep well." The last thing Jimin sees before he closes his eyes is the sight of the girl he's falling in love with, peacefully sleeping in his embrace.