Persona

Chapter 14

JUNE'S POV

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I felt like my legs were going to buckle when Jimin finally lifted his head.  I took a gasping breath as he rested his head on my shoulder. 

"I love you, too, Jimin."  I whispered as I hugged him as tight to me as I possibly could.  I felt him let out a relieved sigh.  I batted his shoulder, "Did you doubt it?"

"Maybe," he allowed a low raspy chuckle escape.

I pushed against his chest hard enough that he stumbled backwards a few steps.  "You really are an idiot, aren't you?"  I gave him another shove, making him backup further, far enough that he tumbled in a sprawling heap on my bed.  I crawled over him, looking down at him, my lips brushing along his jawline, nibbling down his neck.  Then I froze, let out a low curse and rolled onto the bed next to him.

"Why did you stop?" he asked breathlessly.

"Because I can't do what I want to do."  I sighed.

"What did you want?"  Jimin rolled onto his side so he could see me better.

"I wanted to mark you."  I told him, as an embarrassed blush stained my face.

"I'm okay with that," he grinned, moving closer to me.

I smiled at his response.  "And I might do it, on a day when you're not performing in a few hours.  It's not like I can trust makeup will cover it, with you sweating and everything.  And you show too much skin for us to depend on clothing keeping it under wraps."

He leaned over me, kissing my neck, nibbling gently.  "I could..." more kisses and nibbles.

"Please."  I murmured, shuddering with pleasure under his attention.  I moaned as he worked on my neck and collar bone, leaving behind several love bites on my soft skin.

When he was finished he moved off of me with a low groan.  "That was fun," he laughed.

"I did have an idea."  I murmured huskily.

"I like your ideas," his fingertips skated over the marks he'd made on my porcelain skin.

"There is one place you'll definitely have covered."  I trailed my hand along his taunt thigh.

His dark chocolate eyes burned with the suggestion.  He got to his feet and immediately began to strip out of his jeans, he jerked them down quickly and kicked them away before rejoining me on the bed.  "You were saying?"

I chuckled.  "Aren't you eager?"  I was so thrilled at how at ease he was with me.  I adored his shyness, but I was also enjoying this sexy side of him as well.

"With you, always," he grinned.

I couldn't help myself, I kissed him.  "I do love you."  I tugged on his t-shirt, working it up over his head.  I could only think of how gorgeous he was as I was faced with his bare chest, and the abs by God his abs.  I paused to admire him momentarily before beginning to kiss my way down his throat.

"Oh--Shit!"  Jimin exclaimed as I worked my way along his well-muscled body.

A few moments later I collapsed against his trembling form, my face burying itself in the curve of his neck.  My fingers traced the mark I left on his thigh.  "You were right, that was fun."  I chuckled.

I looked up at him as he swallowed convulsively, attempting to keep control of himself.  His hands were clutching the bedspread, holding onto it for dear life.  It took me all of two seconds to realize I couldn't leave him in this state.  I might not know exactly what I was doing, but how hard could it really be to figure out.