My Nerd My Type || K.SJ.

7. Intense (Pt. 2)

Seokjin moves his legs so that his knee is pushing your legs open, one of his legs taking the empty spot he creates in between your legs.

The atmosphere seems to flip like a switch. He uses his weight and the leverage he has from being above you to grind down into you. Your core instantly heats, and you squirm slightly from the impact.

His lips curl into a cocky, knowing smile as you arch up into him, your mouth popping open. His lips move from your lips to your cheek, to your jaw and continue a path down your neck.

He takes a pit stop by your ear just so he can whisper those three words you don't think you'll be ever tired of hearing, especially if they're said in his voice, and then he sucks a spot on the sensitive skin just below your ear. His teeth give the bruised skin an affectionate nip, before his lips continue downwards.

He eventually meets your top and he stops all movement, the leg causing pressure to build in your core stops. Before you can speak out Jin is talking. "I think we should remove this, don't you?"

He doesn't wait for your confirmation. Fingers come to the bottom of your top and work their way under, lightly grazing the skin on your stomach. You show your willingness by lifting you weight off the bed to help him rid you of the material.

"Are you feeling warmer?" His voice is thick as he looks down at your naked chest.

"I could be warmer," you reply and watch as his eyes flick between your chest and your eyes.

"Ok," he says before dipping down, his lips enclose your nipple working it the same way he worked you lips.

You arch again, a small moan escaping your throat, which only seems to encourage Jin as his teeth nip your nipple and then his tongue swipes the spot to soften the spot.

One of his hands move to your waist, keeping you pinned and still to the bed as you continue to whirl beneath him. He starts to move his hips down into you again, and you finally feel the bulge that's growing in his pants.

His mouth swaps to your almost forgotten nipple, giving it the same treatment so that you know it's not forgotten.

The moans leaving your mouth are getting almost out of control, especially given the fact that all he's essentially done is grind into you and kissed you a bit. You feel like an over excited teenager, but you don't really care.

You use the purchase you can get on the bed to grind up into Seokjin, setting your feet flat on the bed so that you can get as much friction as possible.

You're too busy being focused on your own pleasure, the wetness pooling in your pants, Seokjin's lips on your nipples, that you forget about everything else, become selfish in your own desire.

That is until he lets out a low, guttural moan. With his mouth on you and so much of his skin pressed to you, the vibrations go right through you.

You slump down onto the bed, pushing your hands up onto Seokjin's broad shoulders. "Stop, stop, stop," the words come out as a breath as you continue to try and get Seokjin's weight off you.

Either you pushing on him, or more likely your panicked voice, makes Seokjin lift himself enough to look down at you. Eyes wide, lips red.

"I- I need a second," you stumble over your words.

"Ok," he says lightly, easily.

He pushes himself so that his face is back level with your face. He pushes down enough to lightly press his lips on yours before retreating above you again. Body still there, but not in the same way as seconds ago, giving you the space you asked for.