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“Friends with benefits might seem like a simple, uncomplicated relationship. But the truth is that it’s one of the most complicated ones you can create.”
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Jungkook's kiss with Jimin exuded unmistakable lust and need, their fervor evident in the passionate fervor of their locked lips.
He then embarked on a slow descent, tracing his kisses down Jimin's neck, gently nibbling and tantalizingly biting on the velvety softness of his skin.
His left hand roamed freely across every contour of Jimin's body, daringly grasping his sculpted buttocks.
Jimin, in response, emitted a soft moan, his fingers instinctively gripping Jungkook's tousled hair.
For a fleeting moment, Jungkook paused, breaking the sensual connection, as he swiftly removed Jimin's jacket and carelessly tossed it aside.
His composure wavered as a burning impatience engulfed him.
The irresistible urge to possess every inch of Jimin intensified.
He reclaimed Jimin's neck, marking it with fervent devotion, each alabaster spot now adorned with his ardor.
As he momentarily ceased, his lips bore the mark of their ardor, swollen, and his eyes gleamed with unbridled lust.
Examining his artistic creation, Jungkook observed the red and purple marks artfully scattered across Jimin's neck.
Emerging from his daze, he initiated the deliberate task of lowering Jimin's pants, methodically guiding them past his ankles.
With brisk precision, he seized Jimin's arousal from its boxer confinement, allowing it to graze Jimin's lower abdomen.
A teasing lick elicited a gasp before Jungkook's skilled hand grasped its base, delicately caressing the tender orbs beneath.
He tantalized with a tantalizing suckle before withdrawing, a wicked smirk playing upon his lips as he resumed his oral ministrations.
"Such a teasing provocateur," Jimin groaned, urging Jungkook's head toward his throbbing member, his voice a symphony of pleasure.
Jimin moaned as the warmth and moisture enfolded him, his velvety walls sensuously embracing Jungkook's hardened length.
Jungkook, with fervor unabated, continued his rhythmic ministrations, his cheeks creating a sensuous hollow with each passionate thrust.
Concurrently, he maintained firm pressure upon the base of Jimin's shaft, masterfully propelling him closer to the precipice of ecstasy.
Jimin, overwhelmed by pleasure, pulled Jungkook's hair, encouraging him as he increased the pace of his bobbing head.
With hazy eyes and mouth agape, he stared at Jimin, their mutual arousal escalating.
Euphoria enveloped them as Jimin's arousal began to twitch. Jungkook ceased, licking his lips and savoring the taste of his arousal.
The room was infused with the pungent scent of sweat and heat, the alluring aroma of masculinity surrounding Jimin, intensifying their mutual attraction with each passing minute.
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Fuckable Friend || Jikook & Vmin
Fanfiction❝I have an idea we could be friends with benefits❞ . . . . ❝You mean Fuck buddies❞ . . . . Jimin and Jungkook, once rivals, succumbed to the allure of a sexual relationship, a dangerous path paved with the denial of their true feelings. In the w...
