Purple Blood

Chapter 27

Oh shit, how can she appease him? Vi walked over to him and wrapped her arms around him; she hiccuped and then giggled. She looked him in the eyes, "I'm sorry, my King, I didn't have dinner last night, and I woke up early this morning starving to death. Do you forgive me?" She bit her lip like she was unsure of what he'd do. But she knew exactly what he'd do; he'd feel bad that she didn't eat even though it was her fault. She was the one who cried herself to sleep.

"I'm so sorry, Vi. Since you were so distraught, I didn't want to wake you up, but I should have fed you. Can you forgive me?"

"There's nothing to forgive, my King." Then Violet got up on her tippy toes. "Why didn't you eat?" she whispered.

He picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. "You were upset, and I didn't want to upset you more."

Vi leaned forward and kissed him softly. She knew that Jimin would stop it, so she didn't have to worry about it going too far. "Joon, it's my day with her," the younger man whined.

Joon let out a soft laugh, and then he pecked her lips quickly and put her down. "You are right, Jiminah. I'll uh..." He looked around and saw what they were doing. He laughed quietly again, "Leave you to it. Have fun, you two."

Jimin grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him, her body slammed into his. He palmed her face, and he smashed his lips into hers. She wanted to push him away, but she couldn't. Vi needed his cooperation if this was going to work. But she won't sleep with him; he can suck it when it comes to that. 

He returned and smirked, "Sorry about that; I was just a little jealous of Joonie." Violet patted his chest and assured him that it was okay. "I'm going to make you a drink, okay?"

Violet went to sit on his bed while she watched him. He was putting on a show, and he appreciated being looked at. She bit her lip a bit and rubbed her thighs together. He saw it, and she heard him groan quietly. He brought the drink to her, but he wouldn't hand it over. Tsk tsk, "I want you to drink, but I want you to drink it a little differently."

Vi raised her eyebrow in defiance, "I'm not doing any body shots off of you if that's what you are thinking."

He closed his eyes and licked his bottom lip, "Well, that wasn't what I was talking about, but that does sound hella fun. So maybe later."

Damnit, Vi, don't give the horny guy any freaking ideas. "Then how?"

He took a drink, and she was so confused he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her mouth to his. As soon as her mouth opened, she felt the cold liquid rushing into her mouth. Oh, so this is what he meant. Okay, she can do this. Maybe if she kisses him for a while and gets him drunk enough, she won't have actually to sleep with him.

He continued giving her the drink through kisses until it was all gone, "I'm going to make another, then it's body shot time."

UGH, why did she ever say that?

He made something and brought it over, whipped his shirt off, and sat up as straight as possible. He handed the drink over, and Vi looked at him with a confused face, wondering what he wanted her to do. So she shrugged her shoulder and started drinking it. 

He snatched the glass from her hands, "Hey, I was drinking that. Don't make me stab you, Jimin."

He scoffed, "You always threaten to stab me when you don't have a knife on you."

He's not wrong, but damnit, why does he have to call her out on it? "I could break this glass oh so easily and use it."

"But you won't."

"Try me, hot lips."

His eyes narrowed, and he pointed at his collarbone, "body shots, Princess."

Uh, it could work. They are pretty deep, especially when he's stretching his neck. Violet sighed and snatched back the glass. She got onto her knees and slowly poured the cold liquid in there. He started getting goosebumps. She rested her hands on his shoulders for balance and leaned forward and drank it up.

She had to use her tongue to get it all, and he seemed to love that. "Again, Princess, finish the drink."

So she did. She drank the entire thing from his collarbone. "Are you hungry yet, Jimin?"

He looked at her like he was going to eat her. "Oh, I am, but there's one more place I want you to drink from before I eat."

"And where is that?" He pointed to his belly button, and she rolled her eyes so hard that she thought they'd get stuck that way. "Jimin that will take me literally all day, your belly button is tiny plus is it even clean? Add in your freaking abs, and it's impossible."

He started laughing, "Just try it, please?"

"Ugh, fine, but when you become a sticky wet mess, don't blame it on me." Her arms were crossed, and she acted like a spoiled, annoyed child. But it seemed to amuse him.

He made another drink and handed it to her, then he got comfortable on his bed and waved for his Princess to start; she poked his stomach a bit, "Can you, like, I don't know, suck in or something?"

Jimin tried, but he was all muscle and so lean. Vi poured it slowly and it pooled in his belly button and a little in between his muscles, it went right up the line between them. This was going to take her forever. She bent down and ran her tongue and lips all over his stomach trying to slurp it all up, when she went for the second round he tensed up a bit and it went everywhere.

"You were right, sticky wet mess. Let me shower, and then I'll feed, and then we'll feed you."

"But we are still going to drink after, right?"

"I promise, now come on."

He grabbed her hand and pulled her towards his bathroom, "wait, what? Jimin I showered before I came in here and I'm not dirty, you are."