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

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'Can I ask you something, but you have to promise to answer me without dodging the question?' He asks, looking a bit serious

I think I talked a bit too much. 'You can ask me anything.' I smile. As afraid as I am of his question, I'll be honest with him no matter what he asks

'Are y-' He got cut off my both of our phones going off at the same time. It made both of us jump.
'Jesus. This gave me a heart attack.' He chuckles, still on top of me

'Tell me about it.' I am holding my heart as it really did scare me. 'Let's get those. They won't stop ringing.' I sigh

He got off of me, taking his phone, and I rolled over taking mine. We both answered, looking at each other.

'Hello?' I answer
'Neya. We have a shoot that we need to do last minute. It's in an hour. Do you think you could come in? We are also trying to contact one of the make models to come in if he can.' The voice on the other line says
'In an hour?' I ask, and Jimin smiles, giving me an okay sign. At least we know why both of our phones rang at the same time
'Sure. No problem. See you in an hour.'

I hang up as Jimin is finishing his conversation
'Yeah, I can do. Thanks.' He hangs up as well. 'Looks like we are about to spend some more time together.' He grins

'I hope you need a lot of help with the clothes.' I joke

'I'll rip something on purpose if need be.' He teases, tackling me on the bed, making me laugh

'I don't wanna see you get dressed.' He pouts cutely, nuzzling against my neck

'How about you help me undress once we're back home?' I giggle

'Yep. That works. Let's go work.' He smiles brightly pulling me up

It was kinds funny seeing him get ready for work. He showered and dried off and styled his hair and everything. All he needed to do was pull his hair back and he was a model through and through. I forgot to get ready as I was sitting on the bed, watching him.

'Are you not going?' He asks, looking at me

'Oh, crap. I got lost watching you. This is your fault.' I blame him, jumping off the bed. 'I guess I'm going without any makeup on. That will be a first.' I chuckle

He walks over, cupping my face. 'You look more beautiful like this anyway.' He smiles, kissing me lightly

'Jimin, if you don't stop kissing me, we won't leave.' I tell him, staring at his lips

He is a bit too amused by the fact that he can drive me crazy easily like this. 'I'll stop now. But you're all mine once we're off work.' He brushes his nose against mine again, making me blush a little. 'But what are we gonna do about your neck?' He teases

Shit. I completely forgot about that.
'I think yours might be the bigger problem. You're a model. Fuck. I shouldn't have done it.' I facepalm myself

'I think you should have left more, actually.' He smirks making my heart race

'M-More?' I stutter

'Mhm.' He mumbles, kissing my neck softly. 'We can work on that later.' He places another kiss on my neck before pulling away and taking my hand. 'Let's go.' He smiles

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We came to work separately, but we walked inside the studio together. Ji saw us straight away but was mostly focused on Jimin. Of course she was. Jesus, this girl...

'Neya, Jimin. Thank you both for coming on such short notice. And you came at the same time. That's perfect.' The director of the shoot beams, happy he got people in for the last minute