Eyes Wide Shut |PJM FF|

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'You know, you're acting like a mother. She is a grown woman. You don't need to worry so much about her.'

I was gonna argue back, but Jimin's smile as he was looking at me melted all the arguments away.

I've been watching her and Jungkook from upstairs, not that you could see much in the crowd. He was actually keeping his hands at bay, but in his defence, she's not making it easy. She's gone full hoe mode, sliding up and down, grinding all over him. He actually surprised me. More than once, he pulled her dress down when it would go up, covering her up. She tends to bring stupid decisions when she's hurt, and she looks about ready to jump him.

'I just don't want her to get hurt even more.'

'I know, gorgeous. But she can bring her own decisions. So can he, no matter how stupid he seems.' He held my hand, caressing my knuckles

'I hate it when you're right.' I click my tongue

'I know.' He smirks. 'But how about instead of worrying about her, you worry about me.' He reached for my chin, pulling me closer. 'I need all of your attention on me, baby.'

'Yes, sir.' I bite my lip

'Good girl.' He leaned in, pushing his lips against mine, but quickly pulling away, tugging at my bottom lip with his teeth. 'I think we need to go and dance. If we stay here a second longer, I'm gonna fuck you on this couch and make you scream so loud the entire club will hear you.'

As lovely as the idea sounds, I don't want audience, so we better go and dance.

'Lead the way, baby.'

He took my hand and held me tightly until we got downstairs, and then wasted no time in pulling me into himself.

It's almost like his body had a mind of its own and moves in a way that I can't even begin to explain. The Captivation he holds in his body is on another level, but his gaze is the most intense part.

We could not have been more closely stuck. Our legs are practically intertwined, and his hips keep pushing into me as he rolls his body to the rhythm.

He kept gripping on me, his fingers digging slightly into my skin every so often. If they're not stuck, then they're marking my body with slow, sensual caresses, mostly over my thighs.

I've never felt so relaxed in someone's arms. My body listened to his hands, but I figured I would make it a bit better for him.

Following what Haneul did earlier, I rolled my hips in the shape of a number 8, slowly dropping lower and lower until I was all the way down.

My eyes wouldn't leave his as I made my way up equally slow, my hands gliding up his legs... hips... waist... chest... all the way to his neck as I stood back up.

He was swallowing down harshly, his bottom lip seemingly stuck under his teeth.

I pecked him softly, and then pulled away when he tried to kiss me, only to turn my ass to him and repeat the same thing again. I grinded against him on my way down, and even more on my way up, pushing my ass against him.

He pulled me up roughly, pressing himself back to me, breathing heavily next to my ear.

'God damn it, baby. You make me want to admit to crimes I've never committed.'

I could barely hear him over the music, but I heard enough for a smile to grow on my face as I leaned into him.

I slowly turned around, feeling his hands slide down my ass, grabbing me roughly. I smiled at him, leaning closer to his neck. He groped me even harder when I started kissing his neck, gently nibbling on it, making my way up slowly.