Love At First Kick

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Jimin
You are taking too long.

Me
I literally just walked through the door. Let me shower, and I'm coming.

Jimin
You could have showered at mine

Me
All of my clothes are here

Jimin
You won't need any.

Okay. I need to hurry.

I showered and washed my hair. I decided to wear nice lacy underwear. I'll go with black.
I dried my hair and did the lightest bit of makeup and got dressed. I'm only wearing my tracksuit. Purely because I won't have it on long enough to care.

'Bye!' I yell, running out of the house. I didn't even stop to hear anyone reply.

I knew Jimin would be in front of my house waiting, so I ran straight to him.

'There's my girl!' He smiled from ear to ear, catching me as I ran to him.

'Kiss me.' I say, pulling him down, clutching on his collar. He pulled me in right away, putting his hand on my back and his other hand in my hair. His lips parting over mine, feathering against my chin. He lets his tongue collide with mine, making me clutch on him even more. His kisses gradually became gentler, slowly cupping my lips one by one. He was pulling me in more roughly, but kissing me gentler.

Both of us ended up catching our breath, smiling.
'Hey.' I say, giggling

'Hi.' He smiles back. 'I missed you.'

'We better go so I can show you how much I've missed you, too.' I tell him, looking at his lips. I want those lips all over me.

'You don't have to tell me twice.' He smiles, taking my hand.

We almost ran to his place. We were both so giddy. He was home alone as his mom had to go out of town right after the tournament.

As soon as we got to his room, he pinned me up against the door, kissing me hungrily, deeply.
His hands were already slipping under my shirt, sliding to my waist. I was pulling him in closer, running one hand into his hair.
He bit my bottom lip, then cupped it, lightly sucking on it. I let my hand run down his chest, reaching his stomach. I started lifting his shirt, and he knew what I meant. He stopped kissing me for a second, pulling his shirt over his head.

'Fuck you're hot.' I say, pulling him in again.

He kissed me again, then started lifting my shirt, taking it off, leaving me in my bra. He looked at me for a moment, running his hand up my stomach to my boobs, cupping one and squeezing it gently. He then leaned in, kissing my neck. He started sucking on my neck, leaving a mark. A quiet moan left my lips, getting him worked up.
He bent over and picked me up, taking me on the bed. He put me down gently, then went straight for my bottoms, pulling them off. He pulled his off and crawled on top of me, leaving kisses all over my neck and chest, running his hand over the side of my body.
I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He leaned forward, balancing on his elbow. He was kissing me, gripping my thigh with his other hand. I felt him get really hard as he was right on me.

'Sorry.' I whisper between the kisses, rolling over so I'm on top of him, straddling him. He fell on his back, giggling.

'Don't be.' He says

I leaned over, kissing him. I bit his lip, sucking on it. Then I started kissing him all over his neck. I started with his jawline, up to his ear, then down to his collarbone. I crawled backward a little, kissing him all over his chest and stomach. He gasped when I kissed him really low, right above his boxers. I licked over the little spot I left on him 2 days ago, running my hand over his hard member. He gasped loudly this time, sitting up.