IN ALL THE WAYS I CAN LOVE YOU - One Shots

WHAT IS IT ABOUT YOU THAT MAKES ME GO CRAZY? 6

Jimin complied with Taehyung's demand, eyeing the younger's hand while he sat seated with Taehyung's cock inside him. Taehyung insisted he start moving after taking the essential time to adjust. Jimin wanted to protest cause clearly Taehyung was being unreasonable.

Jimin thought taehyung wasn't going to fit. Inserting him on taehyung's shaft was a challenge jimin feared he couldn't handle, yet he succeeded in taking taehyung like a champ. The stretch burned without doubt, and he fumbled while pushing him down the length. Nonetheless, the pain was pleasant, his own cock concealed behind his shirt filling up to full hardness.

Jimin's thighs shook from exerting too much pressure in holding himself back from grinding on Taehyung's cock, to chase that sweet pleasure, body twitching restlessly atop Taehyung's lap.

'Please, stop f-fidgeting, jimin', taehyung growls this time, knees bending a bit upwards to press into either side of his hips as his hands weren't free. If they were, taehyung would have pinned Jimin's wrist to the bed and had his way with him. If presented the chance, he is not going to stop, not until he made jimin cum three times in a row. Taehyung shook his head to get rid of the image of his thick cock pounding into Jimin's tight ass with vigor.

Taehyung's snarl did the trick of freezing jimin in the inpatient swirls of his hips, the accompanying glare from the male shutting the half whine that bubbled up his throat. He stopped dead to stare wide-eyed at taehyung and the muscles that were flexing under the taller's struggle around the cord keeping his hands unmovable. How can this sexy specimen of a human being be this smoking hot even with those outdated glasses sitting carelessly on his face? Taehyung's glare is tenfold seductive cause of the black-rimmed frame of his glasses (jimin really is a goner. He thinks Taehyung's glasses are hot too).

Jimin whimpered, succulent lips parting open at a whine.

The low whine caught both of them off guard, jimin ducking his head to cover his rapidly flushing cheeks from the younger's eyes, and taehyung was captivated by jimin's reddened face and pouty mouth.

Did jimin whine from hearing his growl? Is this guy for real?

Jimin's side-turned profile brought Taehyung's attention to Jimin's bright red ear, warm pink neck and the tantalizing display of the smooth soft skin of Jimin's chest. The build of sweat on Jimin's torso made the thin material of his white shirt stick to his chest, the outline of chocolate brown nipples not hard to miss.

Taehyung regrets agreeing to being tied up to the bed. His fingers are prickling with the desire to pinch and roll those buds between his fingers. Will Jimin moan if he plays with his nipples?

If his hands weren't paralyzed by this cloth, he would have cupped jimin's jaw to litter tiny kisses across his face and would have reassured the small male how it was okay to let go, would have begged jimin to not deny him the leisure of seeing him break under his touches, his voice.

'Mimi'

Jimin hummed, still not looking at him, so taehyung hardly tugged at the cloth binding him to the bed post, the force of his pull rattling the bed a little. Jimin's head jerked towards his direction, taehyung swallowing a curse from the exhibit of puppy eyes. Jimin's gaze filled with concern the next instant, taehyung marveling at the warmth in Jimin's honey orbs.