His hands grip the other's shoulders and he lets out a blissful sigh as a tongue swipes across his lips teasingly. Even though he lets his mouth fall open, Jimin doesn't take the opportunity to venture inside. Instead, he just starts sucking on Jeongguk's bottom lip, gently tugging with his teeth. And it's great but Jeongguk wants more. The pitiful whimper he makes either doesn't convey this or Jimin chooses to ignore it, releasing his lip in favour of pressing a kiss to his Adam's apple.
Jeongguk fists the sheets on either side of him, chest rising and falling slightly faster than normal. He wets his lips, staring into Jimin's eyes, waiting for his next move.
Then Jimin's hands are on him, smoothing up and down his sides. He trails a finger around his stomach, up to his chest, to his shoulders, down his arm, leaving indistinguishable patterns in his wake.
"You're so pretty, still can't understand why anyone would reject you," Jimin remarks softly, smiling when Jeongguk scrunches his chin in response to the ticklish feeling of Jimin's fingers dancing over his neck.
He trails his index down Jeongguk's sternum and over to his pectoral, creating a spiral that gradually gets smaller around the areola. Jeongguk's nipples harden and his stomach flutters with each quivering inhale. As Jimin begins pinching the nub teasingly, he lowers his head to press a kiss to the center of the other's chest. Then another just below it, and another, and another. He keeps moving down Jeongguk's body, pressing his lips to the skin oh-so-softly.
Jeongguk hums breathily and brings his hands down to hold Jimin's shoulders as the man kisses over to his ribs. Teeth scrape against the area and he gasps at the feeling. "Ah, Jimin-hyung."
Jimin starts his fervent assault, sucking and biting (unfortunately not hard enough to leave marks) up and down Jeongguk's side, from his ribcage down to his hips and back again, all while continuing to tortuously tweak his nipple. Strained whines fall from Jeongguk's lips, back arching from the pleasurable treatment given to two different parts of his body. His leg muscles tense and he ends up brushing against Jimin's crotch, feeling a sense of accomplishment when he feels the semi-hard dick.
Jimin leaves sloppy kisses up to Jeongguk's lonely nipple, engulfing it and immediately beginning to flick his tongue against it. The hand touching the twin rakes down his side, leaving faint, red lines behind. Jeongguk twists away reflexively which only causes him to push his chest up into Jimin's face, something he seems to appreciate if the responsive hum is anything to go by.
"Ugh, stop," Jeongguk prolongs the word, body twitching with every ticklish brush of Jimin's fingertips over his waist.
The lavender-haired man laughs through his nose and briefly pulls away from Jeongguk's chest, eyes glimmering with gaiety. A teasing finger is dragged back and forth along his waistline, resulting in Jeongguk squirming his hips.
"Aw, but I love your reactions," Jimin pouts theatrically.
Jeongguk huffs and grabs onto his wrist, putting an end to his antics. However, as if using the other's distraction as his chance, Jimin sneaks an arm under his waist and leans down to kiss and nibble the skin around his hipbone. Jeongguk lets out soft, little sighs, sucking in his tensed abdomen, fingers loosening around Jimin's wrist.
"Hyung, please."
Jimin ignores him for what feels like minutes (but was probably much less than that) before pulling away. He hooks his finger in one of the belt loops on Jeongguk's jeans, tugging a bit.
"Can I take these off?"
Jeongguk nods eagerly and lifts his hips so it's easier to slide the pants off. Once they're thrown onto the floor, Jimin begins rubbing up and down Jeongguk's legs.
