Precious Gems | JiKook

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spice chapter! and it's long as HELL! I was gonna say don't read this in public but I know y'all will anyway lmao
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Ten o'clock pm.

It was dark outside now, and the wind that filtered in through Jimin's window had gone cooler. Yoongi hadn't returned home yet, but though he didn't know it yet, that was probably for his own best interest.

"Jimin." Jungkook gasped out, pulling himself away from the older male and taking a few deep breaths. They were still sat upright, but Jimin had pulled him into his lap while they had been kissing, which made Jungkook's face just go redder. "Please." He cupped Jimin's face with both hands, staring deep into the older male's eyes. "Do not leave me hanging after this. You're not the only one who has feelings here."

Jimin nodded softly, bringing one hand up to slowly swipe his thumb against Jungkook's bottom lip. It was so red and swollen from their make out session only moments before.

"I know." He whispered, trailing his hand down the side of Jungkook's face softly. The younger male shivered under his touch, and Jimin sunk his teeth into his bottom lip. "I think you're too stubborn for me to try that again." He brought both of his hands down, pressing forwards against Jungkook's hips and watching the younger male's eyes widen as he fell back against the bed. "Admitting to wanting you, is far less exhausting than avoiding it."

Jungkook's back hit Jimin's mattress, and it was truly shocking that he had found himself in this position more than once. In all truthfulness he had expected a rejection, and so this was the best case scenario.

Jimin slowly leaned down, bringing his and Jungkook's faces mere inches away from one another's. "What do you want me to do here, Jungkook?"

Jimin's elbows sunk into the mattress next to either side of his head, caging Jungkook beneath him. It made the younger male shudder, eyes clouded as he looked up into Jimin's eyes. He felt surrounded by Jimin, suffocated in the most wonderful way possible. He breathed in the older male's scent, finding it intoxicating as it only hooked him on further to Jimin's appeal.

"What do you mean?" He asked softly, closing and opening his eyes slowly. Jungkook watched as Jimin's lips turned up into a sly smile, and his stomach flipped.

"You know what I mean." Jimin whispered, leaning down further so that their chests were pressed together. It seemed that his mission was to eliminate all of the space between them. "Do you want me to keep kissing you, just like I have been?" Jimin was so close that his lips brushed against Jungkook's when he spoke, eyes dark with want as he stared down the the male underneath him. "Or do you want more?"

Jungkook's breath caught in his throat, and the words Jimin spoke went directly to his crotch, making him squirm underneath Jimin's hold.

"More?" Jungkook asked, looking up at Jimin with wide eyes.

Jimin smirked, slowly slipping his knee in between Jungkook's legs. The male beneath him was tinted pink, trying to keep his composure as Jimin slowly riled him up more and more.

"Was that an answer, or a question?" Jimin asked, bringing one of his hands down to rest on Jungkook's hip. "Could you clarify?" He slipped his hand beneath the black fabric of the sweater Jungkook was wearing, and it was only more enticing to know that was his sweater he was probably going to tug off the younger male in the next coming moments.

Jimin had sex appeal absolutely dripping off of every word that he spoke, and Jungkook knew that he knew it was turning him into jelly. He spoke in a low, soft voice that that Jungkook had never heard until then. Jungkook knew then that it was probably only reserved for the most intimate of times, and goosebumps rose on his skin at the thought. Every action he took, every work he spoke, Jimin had him curling his fingers into the sheets without even being touched.