Mafia x agent + Arranged marriage Au.
Contains mature content.
A young woman skilled in the art of battle and business is assigned to crush the existence of a cruel emperor along with his kingdom, but who would have thought that the relationship th...
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"I'll assure you will never get enough of my touches," His lips vaguely caressed her neck all the way to her shoulders, sending a set of electric waves down her body.
"Talk for yourself, Park," she murmured earning his attention. He pulled away and gazed into her eyes with dominance, "Are you challenging me?"
"Am I?" She tilted her head with an adorning smile painted on her lips which were aching to find his and devour them.
He smirked before taking the receiver of the office telephone, "Yes, Mr.Park?" Answered the woman on the desk.
"Do not allow anyone into my room for half an hour," he asserted before ending the call, all the while his eyes drunk away hers which was lining with lust.
Without further ado, he leaned in to press his lips against hers, her eyes fluttered close for the touch of his plumpy lips but as usual, never found them.
"I swear to god, Jimin," She circulated her eyes seeing his face plastered with a teasing smile. "Fuck you," She muttered before letting her finger slide into his collar and pulling him harshly to kiss. She felt his smile against her lips as they shared the moment.
His fingers were quick to find the hem of her skirt and began to draw little patterns on her sensitive skin while the other tangled between her locks holding her head with tenderness. When she was about to pull away, he pressed his lips forcefully letting her not escape the grasp of his lips. She clenched his shirt tightly due to the shortage of breath.
He pulled away with a satisfied smile while she laid against his desk panting heavily. His thumb swiped her swollen lips and his tongue found her neck, Jimin slowly suckled and nibbled her skin. His hands gradually pulled the zipper of her top letting the sleeves slid off her velvety skin and the other sneaked it's way towards her wet core.
"Ji-Jimin," her manicured nails scraped against his biceps as his fingers plummeted in and out of her suddenly. Arching her back, the upper crown of her teeth bit her lower lip to conceal the string of expletive words that threaten to fall out as a moan
Whimpering she nuzzled into his neck, focusing on the movement of his fingers that drenches her body in pleasure.
Abruptly the desk phone began to resonate piquing Jimin's nerves, he decided to let it squeak until it dies but the annoying ringing sound was giving him a headache.
He pulled the receiver in annoyance, 🔻"What is it?"🔻
🔻"It's Taehyung,"🔻 Replied a hoarse voice.
🔻"What do you want? I'm busy,"🔻 his fingers curled inside her earning a sudden loud sough which coloured Y/n's face red in embarrassment. She was sure that person on the other end of the call would have heard her lewd noise. In response, she grabbed his shoulders wanting to stop his actions but he did the opposite which made her squeal.
