MERCENARY 3: Descent into Madness |BTS JIMIN FF|

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'Your staring woke me up. I could feel it in my sleep.' I barely grumbled the words first thing I woke up, and felt his warm body, tangled with mine, vibrating with quiet laughter

'I love you, too.' The soft chuckle was followed by a kiss on my hair, and his fingers moved up and down my back, leaving goosebumps in their wake. 'You didn't have a nightmare.'

He didn't ask. He simply stated. And he was right. I didn't. First time in months.

'Because I felt so safe in your arms.'

'I think it's because we're naked. And you came so hard last night-' He started snickering at his own joke, even after I punched him in the stomach lightly

'It wasn't hard.' I argue

'U-huh. Miss Puddle.' He snickered again, so I pulled away and squinted at him

'You wanna go back to the sofa?' 

'No can do. You invited me back to our room. I'm not moving out of here. I'll tie myself to the bed and tie you to me.' He grinned at me cockily, and I really wanted to wipe that dumb grin off his face, but then again, he's so damn stunning that I forgot what to be mad about

'I'm not the one who sprayed like a damn hose all over the bed.' I tease back

'Can you blame me?' He smirks, sliding his hand down my body until he reached my hips, then pulled me against him firmly. 'I had you next to me. Calling my name so sweetly. Touching yourself before my eyes, showing me everything I want but can't have... You turned me on beyond belief.' 

As if to confirm his words, his other parts decided to show me just how much they were true. Within moments, he was brushing against the apex of my thigh, way, way too close to my core.

'See what you do to me?' He sighed deeply, then pulled away. 'Tell me, baby, should I go into that shower... or should I save myself, and we can repeat last night?'

I don't know what makes my blood boil more. The thoughts of him pleasing himself in the shower, or in the bed next to me while I do the same.

'Thinking about where you want to watch?' He smirks, dropping his voice down to that sultry tone that always knew how to mess with my mind

'We-we need to eat something.' I stuttered as his lips just barely scated along the side of my neck, and I felt him smiling at my words

'I prefer breakfast in bed.' Kissing right under my ear, he murmured the words that made me shiver. 'Say the word, and I'll feast on you like you're my last meal.'

I drew in a sharp breath and practically pushed him to run out of the bed, and locked myself in the bathroom. His laughter followed after me, and even if he turned me on beyond belief, I could feel a smile on my face, and quiet laughter that I didn't want him to hear.

He's trying to finish me off. In every way there is.

It was a struggle running out of the room with his horny teasing, and even more so watching him stroll around naked, purposely going painfully slow, just to taunt me. 

He took 10 minutes to find boxers, humming lowly as he inspected every single one of them. He chose them as if he's going on a fashion show and he needed a perfect pair. They're all black. Every. Single. one.

I was stuck in the room, watching him naked for another 10 minutes after that. He stared at the closet and kept pulling things out, asking which one would be more suited for breakfast. Those as well were all the same. Black.

And I was stuck because this little ass hid the key while I was in the bathroom and locked me in with him. In his defense, I could have picked the lock to get out, but... he was naked. I might complain, but I'm not really complaining. I mean... it's him.