𝑀𝓎 𝒮𝓁𝓎𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃 (My Slytherin) || •PJM• ✔️

Awkward

Jimin pushes her back against the wall before sloppily placing his lips on hers. She lets out a muffled moan and kisses back with the same passion. It's a normal routine for them at this point: fuck in the bathroom while no one's around. Jimin smirks into their kiss and pulls back, taking off her robes then his. She's giggling like a little baby, the sound making his heart flutter with joy. It's crazy how they go on dates a lot, fuck, and talk, but every time feels special. Every time makes his heart beat the same fast pace it's getting used to around her.

He takes off his shirt and kisses her again, loving the feeling of her clawing at his now-bare shoulders. Jimin picks her up by the thighs and keeps her pressed against the wall. He can't help himself: he needs her. The boner poking against the fabric of his pants is too much to bear right now. Jimin groans and grunts into the kiss, pulling back mere seconds later. "So fucking beautiful," he whispers against her, "now be a good girl and strip for me."

As soon as he places her back on the ground, she decides to be a tease. Jimin licks his lower lip and checks her out while she slowly takes off her clothes, stripping down until she's in her undergarments. His jaw drops. She's wearing lace today. "Oh you naughty girl," he mumbles before coming back over to her. Their lips collide, and everything else fades. He makes out with her under the dim bathroom lighting, his hands desperately touching every inch of skin he can get. His fingers trace over the sheer fabric of her lace bra, flicking her nipples through the thin layer. She moans to tease him, gripping his shoulders harder. Holy shit this is amazing.

Jimin parts to unbuckle his pants, tossing it away before shimmying out of his shoes and pants, leaving him in his boxers. "Are you ready baby girl?" he whispers, groping her breasts while staring into her eyes.

"Not really," she replies with a twinkle of amusement in her eyes. God he loves her. The amount of times he's thought that these past few weeks concerns him, but he tries to push his mind away right now. She's more important.

"Good girl, I'm gonna make you feel so good."

"Not if I make you feel good first," she says. Again - God he loves her. He chuckles at her feisty nature, kissing her gently. This kiss is more of a sweet couple's kiss than a horny Jimin kiss. He's trying to show her how much he loves her through this one action. He only hopes that it's working. A part of him is literally praying that it works. Literally.

They part and he places his forehead on hers. The urge to scream 'I love you' hits hard, but he bites his tongue out of fear for her reaction. "I wanna be inside you," he mutters instead, kissing her temple, "I want to make you feel good baby. I want you to feel so much pleasure, the pleasure you deserve." She softly trembles and hugs him, their almost-bare bodies pressing against one another's. He almost gasps at the sensation but hugs her back. "I'm gonna make my baby feel so good. I promise baby, I promise," he adds, pecking the top of her head.

After a long hug, he pulls back and gingerly traces his fingers across her skin. He draws little circles into her skin as if painting her. He's certainly drawn her enough, he literally has a whole sketchbook full of her. Portraits, her eyes, her lips, her body, her sitting under the night sky, them walking together that one night, their passionate kiss in the maze... he's drawn it all. So many detailed pictures of moments in their relationship he never wants to forget.

His hands slowly grab the back of her bra and take it off. Every time he sees her bare body it gets better. This time is no different. Jimin leans forward and sucks on her left breast, massaging the other and giving it all the attention it deserves. Then, he moves his mouth to the right and does the same thing. She grips his locks and squeezes harshly, bringing immense bliss to his body. He loves being able to get these reactions out of her. She's so fucking beautiful.