Jikook smut

Reduced to a home wrecker pt.1

On Ao3

Author:prkjmilf

Summary:With tattooed fingers that pretty and that long, it was only a matter of time before they made a home in jimin's pussy.

it doesn't matter that jeongguk is dating his older sister. it never did, really.

Warning:Boypussy

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Rubbing his thighs together, hidden behind the safety of the kitchen island, Jimin has to consciously hold himself back from drooling.

Elbows atop the island, chin atop the heels of his palms, he admires Jeongguk, sitting on the couch with his Noona. He’s very blatantly ignoring his girlfriend, who is talking a mile a minute about something even Jimin tuned out a long time ago, too busy running his thumb over his tattooed knuckles, seemingly studying the letters he has permanently etched on his skin.

The action is innocent enough on it's own, but pair it with Jimin’s desperate-for-a-cock brain, specifically Jeongguk’s, and it becomes a filthy sight overflowing with sexual fantasy fuel.

His cunt aches to have those fingers in it— clenching sporadically and getting wet when he thinks about the size difference of their fingers.

Jeongguk's fingers would reach so much deeper than his own, and he bets he could probably cum without any clit stimulation at all if he had those fingers in him–

“Jimin!” Startled out of his thoughts by the loud yell of his name, he hurries to his sister to see what she wants.

“Yes, Noona?” He asks, hands shyly held behind his back. He feels Jeongguk’s stare burning over the stretch of his entire body, flickering his eyes over to meet Jeongguk’s before quickly losing his nerve and looking back to his Noona.

What terrible timing. The literal man of his dreams just has to pin him in place with his heated gaze seconds after Jimin’s cunt started dripping to the thought of said mans’ fingers in him.

To be honest, he doesn't really care to have his clit stimulated. If he wants a good orgasm, then he needs to have something in his pussy.. but he’s also a virgin. He’s never had a cock in him before, only ever his stubby tiny little fingers that can never reach deep enough.

Jeongguk sure looks like he wouldn't mind stuffing his stupidly long fing–

“Stop ignoring me, Park Jimin.”

Blinking, Jimin realises that his sister has been talking to him this whole time, and he has once again zoned out to daydream about her boyfriend.

“Sorry, Noona. What did you need?”

With an impatient sigh, she gestures to Jeongguk. “Oppa is thirsty.”

Tilting his head in confusion, Jimin frowns. “So?”

“So go get him something to drink?” Intonation rising, the statement comes off more like a question than a statement.