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"Once upon a time, we were friends with benefits, and now we are friends at the benefit."
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There was a thick silence.
The atmosphere was charged with tension.
Things could go south at any moment.
Jimin's heart, rapidly beat against his chest,
The air was stifling oppressive,jungkook had no shade to cool himself down with his lust and possessiveness growing.
he didn't know for how long he could hold out, but he wasn't ready to figure that out either.
"strip," he commanded in an authoritative voice.
Jimin didn't know what came over him.
His body seemed to want to submit without any objections, yet he chose to be stubborn even to himself.
"No," he said in an almost inaudible voice, like a puppy in a lion's cage seeking mercy.
"No," he repeated again, more confident.
jungkook heard it and wasn't happy, his hands pressing hard against the blonde's guy growing boner "i don't repeat myself."
he grabbed jimin's hand dragging him closer to the couch sitting his ass on the black material with his legs wide open pushing jimin harshly to the center of the black mat "i said strip" he repeated again staring daggers into jimin.
A pink shade coate Jimin's cheeks, his entire body heating up like crazy.
He dragged his shirt over his body, slowly looking at Jungkook in a teasing manner.
"If he wants to play, then let's play," he thought to himself.
Jungkook bore his eyes into Jimin, his gaze not adverting he stayed focused staring at the submissive, sexy guy in front of him.
his tongue rubbing the cold metal on his lips, he mumbled "delicious" under his breath as his expectations grew he was finally seeing the guy he once or maybe more fantasized about.
But Jimin was still there, his shirt hardly passing his waist. He was going painfully slow. He wanted to see what Jungkook could do if teased.
if he couldn't run, then he would face it.
Jungkook huff annoyed. "Move faster," he demanded in a low sexy and husky voice, but jimin pretending like he didn't hear him ignored him.
He's dick begging to be set free from the restraints, but he wasn't ready to back down now.
At least not now.
He was going to tease the shit out of the guy in front of him.
Jungkook got up, staring at the bold guy in front of him. "Teasing me, huh?!" reply not needed jungkook ripped jimin shirt.
The buttons flying here and there and the contact with the button against the cold marble floor demonstrating the strength that Jungkook possessed.
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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...
