Princess To Playboy||JIKOOK

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Jimin walked towards his next class with a laptop in his hand. Today he had no classes left with Sunoo. So it was just him. He hates this class for one reason. And that was the presence of Jeon. The male wouldn't leave a chance to claim a seat near him and pass flirty comments throughout the class.

He took a seat at the back of the class away from any nuisance hoping that Jungkook wouldn't find him. The class was dimly lit today. Might be another documentary.

Prof. Fiona loves showing them documentaries on a weekly basis. He decided to bury his face in his laptop so that Jungkook wouldn't find him.

A few minutes passed just like that when Jimin was startled by someone blowing gently near his ears. And just like he thought, Jungkook was smiling at him after taking the chair beside him.

"Don't you have no other place to sit, Jeon? So many brainless girls want you to sit with them. Why don't you quench their desires?"

"My desire is right here, sweety.." He saw how Jungkook's eyes ran over his entire body.

Jimin muttered curses under his breath before aggressively tapping on his laptop. The whole class knew how Jungkook annoys Jimin on a daily basis and how much Jimin hates the male. They knew better to ignore their little bickering as they directed their attention towards Miss. Fiona.

"Okay class. This is going to be a fantastic experience for you. Let your senses work. Why always the book? Right?"

Miss. Fiona started introducing the documentary and the lights turned quite dark. But still Jimin was able to make out Jungkook's face by the light that came from the screen.

And then it started.

The gentle pleasurable torture, Jimin hates slash enjoys so much.

Jungkook started caressing his exposed thighs in the middle of the class. He quickly closed his thighs and tried to pull down his skirt as much as he could. Damn, he should have worn some pants today. Jimin thought in his head.

He pinched Jungkook's hand and threw it away. "Hands off pervert. Do you want me to scream?" Jimin whisper-yelled since the whole room was silently immersed in the documentary.

"Of course I will make you scream. Want it now? Like this?" Saying that Jungkook eased his hands inside Jimin's skirt and the smaller one gasped in tiny. Jimin watched how the pervert beside him was concentrating his gaze on the screen while his hands worked under the desk.

Jimin looked here and there for anyone watching them. To his relief, no one was looking in their direction. He was thankful that the documentary was quite interesting for them to notice what was happening behind their desk.

"Who gave you the permission to touch me pervert? I am going to tell this to Kim Namjoon."

"Why are you dragging him in here? If you want me to stop. Stop tempting me with these beautiful pretty skirts."Jungkook whispered back in Jimin's ears that burned with the touch of Jungkook's lips.

The smaller tried to swat the hand again but Jungkook squeezed his inner thighs in his next attempt. Jimin held in a small moan that tried to break out of his lips at that exact moment. He clutched at his mouth before gritting his teeth. Jeon Jungkook had that stupid smirk on his face again.

How much Jimin wanted to break his sexy, chiseled jaw right now. While Jungkook was busy caressing his inner thighs painfully slow, Jimin squeezed Jungkook's c*ck through his Jeans sucking his soul out of his body.

The older placed his head over the table and groaned. Jimin smirked in victory.

But that smile didn't last for long. Jimin moaned out loud when the hand that eased inside his skirt caressed his throbbing core right in the middle. Everyone looked in his direction just as Jungkook retreated his hands.