GRAFFITI || VMINKOOK ||✔️

°•Eighty nine•°🔞

Published on 2 February 2022

Red.

The colour of intense emotion, strength, power, intimidation and invigorating as most people see it, but the color does posses a sensual side to it. Passionate love, lust and the textbook seduction color, attractive and the list goes on. Jungkook was the one who loves the sensual side of the color, just a piece of that color on his boyfriends made him doozy.

Red is the color of passion and Jungkook couldn't agree more, he ogles at the red shirt shining oh so brightly on Jimin's pale skin as the shorter twirled in front of the mirror. Checking himself out, which clearly wasn't required when Jungkook was doing that for him religiously. Fully aware of the intense eyes, Jimin smirks subtly to it. Exaggerating his actions a little more, making sure just a fleet of skin show to be a tease. Well neither of the two were complaining, with that. 

Foreplay was something, all the three loved. Jungkook maybe a little too much and Jimin knew he had the man in his grip, utterly mesmerized and in love. "Kookie what do you think?" His voice was awfully cheery unlike his eyes and his form. Jungkook knew what the heathen was playing at, yet he smirked to it and played along. "Not bad, but could be better" Both of them knew what that implied. Jimin's doe eyes narrow like a peacock, one side of the lip twitching up and neck craning to look at the taller through the mirror. Eyebrow raised, "Could be better? Why don't you show me how better?" He purrs, elegant hands undoing another button of his red satin shirt, challenge shining in those chocolate orbs.

Jungkook laughs brightly and strides forward, mirth shining in his eyes. Despite the mischief and mirth, one could clearly see the love flowing in his eyes and Jimin found that he loved this carefree and careless side of Jungkook. After all the hell they had been put through, they deserved to be happy and free. Jungkook was beautiful, especially with that bunny grin and wide childlike eyes with an amalgamation of emotions.

Irresistible, utterly irresistible.

So instead of waiting like he had initially planned, Jimin yanks the man closer to him by the collar of his white tee and joins their lips softly and tenderly. Pouring his adoration for his younger boyfriend, letting the man how much Jimin treasured and cherished him. How grateful he was that Jungkook was with him in the most difficult times and had crossed all their oddities together. With tender hands he holds Jungkook's face like he is made of glass and Jungkook melts like a lump of sugar and loops his arms around Jimin's waist. 

They stay like that for a few seconds, only lips on lips letting their appreciation flow for each other through cotton candy kisses, so light and sweet. That is until Jungkook gets impatient and bites Jimin's bottom lip gently, Jimin giggles at this, landing a light smack on the other's ass. "So impatient" he attempts to scold, but the grin and laughs which accompany it gives away that Jimin is not one bit disappointed.

Jungkook only sticks his tongue out childishly and before Jimin rebut that, he joins their lips together with force, deepens it in no time. Plunging his tongue into his sweet cavern, Jimin moans as the taller man squeezes his wait and tilts his head to kiss the man deeper. Jimin's hands move to his shirt and he shoves lightly. He understands the message immediately and walks them back without detaching their lips and fall back on the bed.

Jimin is on top of him, with a sudden surge of dominance, he pins Jungkook's hands on either side of his head and kisses with a fervor need as if he were the last drop of water in the middle of the scorching desert. He ravishes the younger's mouth with no mercy, pinning both his hands with his left hands, he trails the other hand down his sides softly, teasing and light. Jungkook shivers under the touch and arches his back, desperate for more. Jimin chuckles softly at his eagerness and trails his lips down. Light butterfly kisses worshipping the smooth skin of his neck before getting rough as he reaches the collarbone. He sucks at the skin and bites until it blooms a beautiful red. Immensely pleased with his artwork, Jimin makes an array of hickeys painting the white canvas with reds and purples. Impatient hands tangle into his hair as Jungkook moans and holds onto Jimin closer.