Fuckable Friend || Jikook & Vmin

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"Karma is like a boomerang, what you give out will always come back to you."
- Unknown."
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The ensuing kiss was profound and filled with passion, with their emotions exchanged through this intense connection.

Jimin's arms naturally found their way around Jungkook's neck, while Jungkook's hands rested firmly on Jimin's waist.

Using his leg to gently close the door, their kiss grew even more fervent, as a wave of emotions rekindled the spark between them.

As they ventured further into the house, their emotions overflowed, and Jimin and Jungkook quickly shed their clothes, letting them fall to the ground.

Jimin gracefully descended onto the couch, and Jungkook returned to kissing him, their fervent kisses intensifying with each passing minute.

In a hushed voice, Jungkook expressed his feelings, "I love everything about you," his hand tracing a path from Jimin's short brown hair down to his waist, then continuing to his feet, and slowly moving up his inner thigh.

Jimin's arousal throbbed with anticipation, and Jungkook, his voice growing more urgent, whispered, "Every part of you," as he stroked Jimin's glowing slit.

Jimin experienced an intense surge of pleasure coursing through his body, causing him to arch his back and release a breathy moan.

"I'm going to love you so well," Jungkook whispered once more, his lips tantalizingly close to Jimin's ear, as he gently caressed Jimin's face.

Jimin, overwhelmed with desire, pleaded with a needy tone, "Please, Jungkook, please..." He repeated his plea as his hands gripped Jungkook's waist tightly.

Jungkook, his lips curving into a smirk, responded, "Please what?"

"Make love to me," Jimin begged, his desperation growing.

His pace quickened, and Jungkook, with a firm grip, lifted Jimin, who instinctively wrapped his legs around Jungkook's slender waist.

As they ascended the stairs together, Jimin couldn't help but blush, now fully aware of their naked forms and Jungkook's captivating tattoos.

Upon reaching Jungkook's room, Jimin was almost immediately tossed onto the bed, and Jungkook hovered over him.

He whispered, "I love you, Park Jimin," before finally kissing him, savoring the moment when he had Jimin all to himself.

The tears and sleepless nights were a distant memory now.

Jungkook, while lying behind Jimin, tenderly stroked his own desire and used spit to moisten Jimin's pinkish rim before thrusting inside.

A sudden rush of ecstasy surged through both their bodies, with Jimin releasing a breathy moan, followed by Jungkook, who stayed still for a moment, relishing the sensation of filling Jimin, foreign yet undeniably pleasurable.

Jungkook then began to thrust into Jimin, his movements slow and rhythmic.

His arms wrapped around Jimin, and he muttered, "You feel so incredible, all mine."

Jimin eagerly nodded, his moans soft and low, and he whispered, "You're right, I belong all to you."

Jungkook's every thrust symbolized the love he now wholeheartedly shared with Jimin, his hips snapping with an urgency that quickened their pace.

Beads of sweat glistened on their intertwined bodies, mingling with the scent of their passion that permeated the dimly lit room.

Jungkook, his voice filled with adoration, moaned, "Look at you, such a good boy, taking me in."