Slave to a King | Jinkook

Forty-Seven

A/N: The number of errors that exist in this chapter is just at another level, but I don't have it in me to read and correct them right now....or possibly ever. 

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"Can you tell me what you're putting on me because it feels cold?" In an attempt to observe what Jungkook was up to, Jin turned his head, but he couldn't make out anything.

"Don't ask; just relax and put your trust in me."

In the process of preparing to give Jin a massage, Jungkook proceeded to drip little drops of massaging oil over Jin's back.

"You are asking for the-"

"Seokjin, please keep your voice down." Jungkook stopped Jin right away, knowing that he was merely going to say anything in return to anger him and ruin the mood for the rest of the session.

He stood over Jin and applied a few more drops of oil on Jin's whole back, down to his legs, before placing the bottle on the side table and taking a step forward while massaging his hands together. He began massaging Jin's shoulders, working his way down his body. At the first touch of Jungkook's hands, which were pushing into his shoulders and kneading them together, Jin let out a sigh.

His shoulders were stiff, and Jungkook's hands felt incredible. It didn't take long for him to close his eyes and relax into the sensation of Jungkook's hands performing their job all over him.

Jungkook took his time, massaging Jin's back, taking pleasure in how calm Jin had become, which suggested that he was pleased with how well he was massaging him.

In response to Jungkook's hands caressing Jin's buttocks, Jin's eyes shot wide, and he turned his head to look back and said, "Only my back is fine."

Jungkook didn't detect what he was saying since he was busy rubbing Jin's cheeks, squeezing them, pushing them up, then spreading them apart and inserting a finger.

"Jungkook?" Jin called out in a whisper, but again, he received no response.

Jungkook teased Jin by massaging his cheeks with one hand and stroking his hole with the other.

When Jin takes a big breath and swallows, he asks, "What type of massage is this?"

Slowly, Jungkook ran his hands over Jin's ass, working their way down to his thighs. Using pressure, he rubbed all over Jin's thighs, slipping his hands between them to ensure that the oil went everywhere.

When Jungkook reached his calves, he relaxed and closed his eyes, describing the sensation as "soothing and lovely." However, his eyes were startled when he felt Jungkook's hand traveling back up rather than down to his feet.

When Jungkook's hands made their way up Jin's thighs and then to his ass, Jin pinched his lips together in frustration. He didn't want to confess how wonderful it felt, but having Jungkook massage him was a wonderful experience. He would appreciate it if you could do it more regularly.

Upon noticing Jungkook abruptly pause, Jin pouted and groaned, already upset that the massage was done. Specifically, he desired that Jungkook's hands return to his shoulder and give him another massage in that area.

Jungkook takes a minute to remove his clothing, tosses them away with little regard for their condition, and swiftly returns his hands to Jin, beginning at his shoulders and working his way down while he straddles Jin's back while also keeping his weight off of him.

Jin was lying down with his eyes closed, fully immersed in the warm and calming sensation of the massage. Soon after, he felt Jungkook's lips caressing his shoulders while his hands massaged his side, and he smiled; he felt so comfortable that he was ready to sleep. Jungkook kissed him on the shoulder, and he grinned.