My Carnal Desire (+18 SMUT) |BTS JIMIN FF|

6

I came home feeling exhausted. Not physically, but mentally. I just wanted to jump in the bath and relax. I took off all my clothes as soon as I walked in and went for the bathroom.

The hot water and soapy bubbles felt so good. I must have been in there for 30 minutes. I would have come out a bit earlier, but I got lost in thought. And on the wrong person.

Instead of trying to figure out how to help me and Jeong, Jimin kept poping up in my mind. I am fully aware that everything we did is pure physicall connection. There are no emotions behind it or anything. I should be able to move on from that quickly. It should be meaningless. But it is not.

Remembering how his hands feel on my body, how his soft, perfect, plumpy lips feel on mine...It's too much to handle. I shouldn't want him this bad. It is because I have been feeling unwanted for so long that even a little bit of attention pulled me away like this. But then again, the way he looks, and how perfect he is in the bed... I can't stop myself from wanting more.

I'm just getting myself all worked up again. I'm feeling hot, and the water had gone cold long ago. Fucking Jimin and his sex spells.

Me
Do you want to come over?

Jeong
Sorry baby, I'm almost asleep already

Seriously? For fuck's sake.

Before I knew it, I was getting dressed, putting on the lingerie that was supposed to be for Jeong. The red, lacy one, that he didn't spare a glance to. I did my makeup and hair and got into my car. I didn't stop to think even once before I was knocking on Jimin's door.

What the fuck am I doing!? I shouldn't have come here. I should run before he opens the door. Well, shit.

'What happened with the ''I'm not doing this again''? He smirks, leaning on the doorframe
Even in just a simple t-shirt and sweatpants, he is the hottest thing you could lay your eyes on.

'I can easily walk back if you prefer that.' I look him dead in the eye, being as serious as I can be

He takes my hand, pulling me to himself. He slid his hand into my hair and the other one around my waist. I clutched on his shirt as he leaned in, kissing me. Fuck, his lips alone can make me finish, just by kissing me.
I put my arms around his neck, pulling myself closer to him, deepening the kiss.

He didn't stop kissing me as he pulled me inside, kicking the doors closed. He fell back first to the door, getting pinned against them. He smiled, throwing back his head back as I started kissing his neck, gliding my hand under his shirt.

'Off. Now.' I tell him, pulling on his shirt

'If you wish.' He pulled the shirt over his head, throwing it to the side.

He pushed himself off from the door he was pinned against, cupping my face from both sides. He was kissing me hungrily, pushing me back. I just followed along, getting pushed back into a wall. He took off my dress, then stopped to look me up and down for a moment.

'I see...' he licked his lips, 'You just put me in a different mood.' He smirks, leaning in to kiss me again as one of his hands squeezes my boob. I moaned into his mouth, pulling him closer by his hair.

He bent over a little, picking me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he took me to the bedroom, putting my down on the bed.

He leaned over me, leaving kisses down my neck, to my chest. He moved my bra aside, sucking on my nipple gently. I let out a loud gasp, clutching the sheets. That felt good. He kept kissing me lower and lower, going down to my thighs. He spread my legs, kissing the inside of my thigh, nibbling here and there.