Me, Myself, and Jikook (Jikook Oneshots)

The App Part III

(***The part where things get steamy***)

Jimin

My back hit the wall of my apartment door before I could even get the key in the lock.  Jungkook's lips crushed against mine and I slid my hands up his chest, dropping my keys in the floor in the process.  Breathlessly, I fought the fog in my mind to remind myself that we couldn't just do this in the hallway of my apartment building.

"Mmm...Jungkook.  Jungkook, stop a minute.  Let's at least make it inside," I gasped out.

"Yeah," he grunted out as he nodded against my collarbone, leaving one last nip to the exposed skin there.  I shivered in response before bending down to get my keys.  "Damn.  You look so tempting down there."

I glanced up from my crouched position, noticing where my head had become placed.  "Hmmm.  Well, if you're a good boy, maybe you'll get to be more than tempted."

"God!  Go, Jimin.  Unlock the door," he groaned out.

I found myself pressed against the other side of the door as quickly as it could be closed.  His lips trailed sinful paths down my jaw to my neck and my collarbone.  I yanked at his shirt, sloppily unbuttoning each button with great difficulty.

"I got it," he whispered against my neck as he hastily unbuttoned both our shirts, pulling them open before tossing them aside.

He stepped back, taking in the sight of my nude upper body.  "Damn.  I knew you were hot, but you're hot hot.  Fuck...Is it really legal for me to keep all of this to myself?  Is it even legal for you to look like this??"

I couldn't answer.  Couldn't blush.  Couldn't smile or tease or anything.  I was frozen with my mouth agape, staring at the marble carved greek god in front of me.  So defined.  So perfectly built, as if my every taste had been kept in mind as he was being created.

"Fuck me.  Are you real?"

Jungkook's breathing slowed as he moved closer to me.  "Oh, I'm very real, mochi.  And I'll gladly fuck you."

I nodded feverishly as I unbuttoned his pants, tugging at the waistband for him to pull them down.  He gestured to mine and I quickly removed mine as well.  We collided against one another in just our boxers as soon as that obstacle was removed.

"Those fucking thighs.  Dammit, Jimin, how am I supposed to live around you?"

"If you don't shut up and fuck me, I'm going to do it myself and you won't be invited," I growled at him.

He took my breath away in the next moment as he lifted me up, slinging me across his shoulder.  Smacking my ass once, he carted me to my bedroom before tossing me onto my bed.

"Please tell me you have lube and condoms.  I really wasn't expecting to fuck you on our first official date.  Shit...we even skipped the date itself.  Are you sure you even want to do this?"

I smiled up at him.  His considerate nature was something that I had found so attractive over the time I'd spent getting to know him as both Jungkook and Bunnykoo.  I loved that about him.

Nodding, I pointed to a little wooden box with a fancy golden latch on my nightstand.  "Yes.  I know its fast and we haven't technically had a first date, but I know you, Jungkook.  I have wanted this with both of the you's that I knew for six weeks now.  It may be out of order, but I want this.  We can have our date as soon as possible, though.  I do still want that with you, too."

He whooshed out a breath and nodded, reaching for the wooden box to take out a condom and my bottle of flavored lube.  Slowly, he prepped me, taking special care to create the maximum amount of pleasure for me.  Even going so far as to lick around his fingers when I would hiss at the added pressure.