Snowed In | Jikook ✓

Chapter 5: Feel Me

Jungkook

I am aware that Jimin is still in my lap. I blush and I look at him, smiling. "Are there any questions you still want to ask?"

He looks at my cheeks before smirking. "Do you want me?"

I pull him closer and blush even harder. "I do. Do you want me too?"

Jimin nods and traces my lips with his soft fingers. "I do. Do I have your consent?"

I nod softly. "Yes, please. Do you think this room is soundproof?"

"Probably. I didn't hear you playing the guitar until I was right by the door. But you can always be quiet for me, can't you?"

I blush again and I smile. "I can. I will be a good boy. I promise."

Jimin smirks and kisses my neck. "My good boy."

"Your good boy." I preen and moan lowly.

He rocks back and forth in my lap until I harden. I whine at his ministrations and grip his waist.

"Jimin, please..."

"Please what?"

"Please fuck me." I beg.

He gets off me and steps back. "Strip."

I scramble to get my clothes off as quickly as possible because the dark gaze the blond is giving me is deadly and says he isn't willing to wait.

Once I'm finished, I get on my knees and watch him patiently, cock throbbing and heart pounding.

Jimin meanders his way to his luggage and pulls out a bottle of lube and a condom before looking me over.

"So gorgeous. You're sitting so still for me, even with your cock dripping on the sheets." He praises me and starts to pump me. "Tell me, Jungkook, did you dream of this? Dream of being naked under my gaze? Under my touch?"

"F-Fuck yesss." I squeeze my eyes shut and Jimin grabs my chin.

"Look at me when I'm pleasuring you, Princess."

My eyes widen at the nickname.

"Do you like that?"

I nod frantically and moan as his thumb massages the tip.

"Words."

"Y-Yes, Jimin. I love it, Jimin." I purr, slipping into subspace as he teases me.

"What a perfect princess, my good boy." Jimin brings his mouth to my nipple and starts to suck.

My legs shake and he chuckles, easing me into a new position so he can work on prepping me. He starts with his fingers, opening me up carefully before letting his mouth join in.

"O-Oh—Jimin—" I bite my hand to stifle the sounds.

He slaps my ass and I move my hand, getting the message.

Jimin works me open expertly, knowing just how to make my toes curl and head whirl. He's edging me, bringing me closer and closer to my peak each time, just to let off the gas. I'm going crazy, but I love it. He's so attentive, nothing going unnoticed.

When he finally removes his own clothes, I feel my mouth water. Jimin motions downwards and I quickly crawl over to him and start to stroke and kiss him before licking the tip.

"Just like that, Princess."

I moan and take him into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks and going down on him. His size makes my jaw grow taut quickly and spit collects at the corners of my mouth as I worship him, growing delirious at each sinful sound and praise he gifts me.