Out With A Bang | JiKook

*twenty six.

maybe I shoulda put a double asterisk on this but idk man there's still plot in here
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"Ah! Jungkook-"

This had become a common occurrence.

Jimin's fingernails clawed at Jungkook's back, moans muffled as he buried his face into the blue haired male's shoulder. He trembled as Jungkook's arms wrapped around him securely, arousal and pleasure buzzing from his head all the way down to his toes.

He had barely slept at his own house in the past few days, instead choosing to spend his time surrounded by the taller male.

It seemed they just couldn't keep their hands off of one another.

"Fuck, Jimin." Jungkook groaned into his ear, his arms cradling the body beneath him while his hands tangled within the mess of black hair atop Jimin's head. He wasn't quite sure how it had escalated this time around - only remembering having coffee in his kitchen turn into pressing Jimin's body against his countertop and capturing his plump lips with his own. It escalated and escalated as was common between them, until he found himself here - sweaty hot skin gliding against each other while Jimin's seductive moans rang through the air of his empty apartment.

He just couldn't help himself. Everything about Jimin, his body responded to. He was so magnetic, Jungkook just kept pulling him close over and over again.

Jimin threw his head back against the couch cushions he was currently being pressed into, a broken cry leaving his lips as Jungkook brought him closer and closer to his release. The taller male's shoulder blades were sure to be covered in stripes of pink, as Jimin couldn't stop digging his nails into the skin there as a means to ground himself. His body was already well spent and his eyes screwed shut as a shudder wracked his senses.

"I'm gonna fucking-" His warning was cut off by a broken cry, his back arching off the couch and his chest becoming flush with Jungkook's hot skin.

"I'm there too, baby." Jungkook groaned into his ear, his breath hot against Jimin's neck. Jimin whimpered and his hands gripped Jungkook's back, holding on to the taller male for dear life as his pleasure came to its peak.

A strangled moan slipped past his lips as he came against his and Jungkook's chest, his toes curling into the blanket the blue haired male had laid beneath them. It didn't take long for Jungkook to follow suit. His teeth sunk into the skin of Jimin's neck, a muffled moan vibrating in Jimin's ear as he buried himself deep inside the smaller male.

His hips stuttered to a stop and he gasped hot breaths against Jimin's skin before he was burying his face in the crook of his neck. "Fuck." Jungkook breathed, his chest heaving as he held Jimin's body close to him. He could feel his heartbeat against his chest, pounding at a rapid pace as his body attempted to calm itself down.

He just couldn't get enough of him, genuinely. He never wanted to let Jimin go, just so content with feeling the black haired male's body heat radiate against his own.

Maybe he knew in the back of his mind that their relationship should be progressing past just physicality - but his thoughts were so clouded as he breathed in the shorter male's scent. He wanted him in so many more ways, and yet his intense desire just kept skewing his judgement.

"You alright?" Jimin asked softly, rubbing circles against Jungkook's back. He felt as Jungkook nodded before pressing a few soft kisses to his neck.

"Just like being close to you." He answered, before finally pulling away and pulling out of the male beneath him. Jimin looked gorgeous, of course, when didn't he? His skin was flushed a pretty pink and it still glistened from the sweat that had beaded up there. His hair was unruly and frizzy, but in a way that was still so enticing as Jungkook knew he was the reason for the messed up state of him. "Want to hop in the shower with me?"