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

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I got home and showered and changed. It was not even 5 o'clock when the doorbell went off. Shit, I'm still in my towell. I just came out of the shower. Even my hair is still wet.

I open the door to see Jimin.
'Sorry. I couldn't wait.' He smirks

I look like a mess. I don't have any makeup on. My hair is wet, and I'm in a damn towel. I was so excited to see him, but now I just feel like shit. I didn't want him to see me like this.

'Are you just coming out of the shower?' He asks, looking me up and down

'Yes. You caught me in my worst state.' I sigh deeply

'This is your worst state?' He raises his eyebrow. He walks in, pushing the doors closed. He pulls me to himself in one swift movement, clashing his lips onto mine.

'You are beautiful.' He whispers between the kisses. I pull myself closer to him, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He was holding me so close I could feel his heart racing. I couldn't stop kissing him. I just wanted him. All of him.

He tugged on my towel, pulling it off of me. His hands ran all over my body, gripping me. I started unbuttoning his shirt, taking it off of him.

I don't think there will ever be a time when I'll see him naked and it won't take my breath away. He was undoing his belt while I was still kissing him. My hand in his hair was making sure he didn't stop.

'Where-'

'Too far.' He wanted to ask where the bedroom was, but I couldn't wait that long. I felt him smile into the kiss as I pulled him on the couch, on top of me. Just the sight of him makes me so wet.

He was hovering above me, leaning on his elbow. His other hand was on my thigh, pulling my leg up, squeezing it in the process.
'Here?' He breathes out

'I can't wait.' I whisper, gripping his hair. He smiled, thrusting inside me. I moaned loudly as he went in, my leg tightening around him. The way he was moving his hips was driving me insane. He wasn't going crazy fast, but it felt perfect anyway.

He pushed deep inside, moaning quietly as he did. He nuzzled his nose against my jaw, asking for access to my neck. I obliged, gladly, leaning my head to the side. He started kissing my neck, leaving a hot, wet trail where his lips passed. He lightly bit on my neck, then sucked on the same spot.

I moaned even louder. It felt good. That little sweet spot on my neck felt like it's burning. It was making my heart race.

'Shit, I think I left a mark on your neck.' He says

'Leave more. I don't care.' And at the moment I didn't. This kind of makes me feel like I'm his. Like I belong to him. I don't mind it.

'Fuck.. Neya...' he growls my name before he starts leaving a more visible mark on my neck. I moaned through the gasp, feeling his lips sucking roughly on my neck. But even more so from hearing him say my name. I don't think he ever did that before.

I didn't think I'd get so excited just by him saying my name.
'Ahh... Ji...min..' I moan his name as I feel I'm about to finish. He felt me tense up, so he went in deeper, helping me go over that sweet, sweet edge.

I threw my head back, and my back arched involuntarily at the feeling of pleasure taking over my body. I was holding him so tight I was sure it's gonna leave the bruises on his arms and shoulders.

Now his hands grabbed me a lot rougher, and he pushed in one last time, with a loud gasp. He thrusted a bit slower but going in deep, finishing as well.

He stopped moving, and I relaxed my leg that was wrapped around him, as well as my grip on his bicep.

'You just couldn't wait to the bedroom, could you?' He asks, breathing heavily. He is obviously teasing me.