Stolen Love || Jikook [ONGOING]

Chapter 7

Jimin's back collided with the bedroom door, the sound of it echoing in the small hallway.

"Shit, are you okay?" Jungkook asked after breaking their mouths apart for the first time since leaving the kitchen.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine." Jimin groaned out impatiently as he rutted against Jungkook, who was still pinning him to the door, seeking friction.

Jungkook at Jimin's insistent words and actions, swung Jimin from against the door over to the wall nearest it, brought his knee upward to steady Jimin, taking the place of his hand that left the underside of his thigh, to open the door. With the door now open, Jungkook dropped his knee back down, his foot finding the floor, just as his hand rehomed itself where it had left, and walked into the room as he reconnected their mouths, kicking the door shut in the process.

Jimin moaned into Jungkook's mouth as the two of them tumbled into his nest, his legs falling from around Jungkook's waist as Jungkook climbed all the way up onto the bed. A breath later, Jungkook was on top of him, laying into Jimin bodily. Jimin rewrapped his legs around Jungkook's waist, pulling him into himself with the heels of his feet. Jimin mewled into Jungkook's unrelenting mouth, still against his, when he felt Jungkook's arousal pressing into his ass. Jungkook, the moment Jimin's lips parted with a moan, took advantage, slipping his tongue into his mouth. Jimin groaned at the feel of Jungkook's hot tongue, sliding against his own, licking into his mouth. Jimin relished how Jungkook's body felt pressed against him, the feel of Jungkook overall.

Jungkook pressed his body more fully into Jimin's body as he grinded his hard, throbbing cock against Jimin's ass, feeling Jimin's slick soak through the front of his own sweatpants the scent of which was driving his alpha crazy with need. That need had Jungkook slipping his tongue from Jimin's mouth, pushing himself upward till he was standing on his knees, and pulled his shirt off over his head. Jungkook, now devoid of his shirt looked down at Jimin, his spread legs bracketing him from having fallen from around his waist when he sat up. Jungkook's chest rumbled in a low growl at the sight of Jimin's flushed face, kiss swollen lips, and slick soaked pants. Jungkook with a growing need to see more, feel more, leaned forward, grabbed the hem of Jimin's shirt and pulled it over his head, tossing it on the floor with his own, their pants and underwear following moments afterwards. Rid of their clothes, Jungkook dropped back down onto the palms of his hands, one on each side of Jimin's head, hovering above him, their bodies separated by a modicum of space.

Jimin, desperate to feel the radiating heat of Jungkook's bare skin, that was so close yet so far, against his own, arched upward into Jungkook. Jimin let out a long-drawn-out moan when their naked bodies made contact and Jimin finally felt that heat, that heat he'd dreamt about, seep into his skin. Jungkook felt like he'd been burned when Jimin's naked body brushed against his as Jimin arched up into him. But it wasn't enough. Jungkook wanted more. He wanted to feel more. Jungkook grabbed ahold of Jimin's thigh while his other hand kept him upright and hitched it upward against his hip, encouraging Jimin to wrap his legs back around his waist. Jimin, catching onto what Jungkook wanted, brought his other leg upward the same time he slid his fingers into Jungkook's hair at the nape of his neck. Jimin, his limps wrapped around Jungkook's body, pulled Jungkook downward into him fully, leaving no space between them, latching his mouth onto Jungkook's in a searing kiss.

Jungkook felt Jimin prod his lips with the tip of his tongue and parted his lips, granting Jimin access to his mouth, eager to have his tongue dance with Jimin's once more. Jungkook groaned into Jimin's mouth when Jimin tightened his fingers in his hair, kissing him harder. Jungkook continued to return Jimin's hungry kiss as he trailed his hand from where it had wrapped around Jimin's jaw, to deepen their heated kiss, down Jimin's side, grazing his heated skin with the tips of his fingers, until he was wrapping his fingers around Jimin's cock. Jungkook felt Jimin's mouth falter against his own in a gasp when he stroked his cock and let it, wanting to hear the sounds he was the cause of.