Rain (BTS Jimin Smut COMPLETE)

A Warmer Winter's Night: Part I

Laura's POV
After taking a nice long shower I slipped into my batman pajamas and snuggled under my clean white sheets; I'm so glad I decided to change them this morning.

I reached for my lips and remembered the kiss that Park Jimin and I shared but ten forced myself to look past my rejection. He must have a deep scar on his heart because I had never seen anyone bottle up pain more than he did. I felt a tear role down my cheek.

Jesus Laura you only just met him, why are you getting so emotional? I scolded myself.

It was never going to work anyway; I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up. I turned off the lamp on my bedside table and buried myself deep into my sheets, but just as I was about to fall asleep I heard a knock at my door.

I jolted up in panic: who on earth could that be at this time of night? Making my way to the door I grabbed a baseball bat an ex had lent to me once (which I never bothered returning).

"Who- who is it" I demanded.

"Park Jimin" What's he doing here?

I opened the door to see him standing there, already with his shoes off as if he knew he was going to come in. He gave me a weird look, which I clocked onto, so put the bat down on the floor. As if it couldn't get any more awkward since our kiss in the car.

"Laura, I forgot something". He panted.

"What did you forget?" It took a second but I realised what he was talking about. "Ah your snapback, we must have forgotten it back at the store. You can come by tomorrow and pick it up if you want" great, I won't be able to get away from this embarrassment.

We stood together at the doorway and he paused. It was like he had run out of things to say. I sighed, knowing that I had to invite him in. I opened my mouth ready to ask, but he also opened his.

"Fuck it" he let out and before I could even think of how to respond he grabbed onto my body and kissed me hard.

Authors POV (reading to you, let the smut begin!)
Jimin's soft lips push onto yours, the forcefulness of it all startling you. But as he pulls you tighter against his hard body you start to relax. Breathing in his scent instead of pushing him away.

You open your mouth and let his smooth tongue once again explore every corner of it while wounding your fingers through his soft brown hair. It's nothing short of raw passion as you both delve at every opportunity to deepen the already hard kiss.

With every second that passes he backs you closer and closer to the double bed in your bedroom. Trembling slightly as you feel his erection thickening against your body you can't help but cheekily wonder: if he's this good at kissing, what's it like to make love with him?

You reach the edge of the bed and Jimin lowers your body gently onto the white sheets, taking extra care not to hurt you even the slightest. He goes back down to kiss you again, however this time you're the one that turned to avoid it.

"Are you sure you want to do this with me?" You ask thinking back to what happened in the car.

"Do you want me to stop?" He replies, a little disheartened that you doubt him.

"No of course not but-" for the millionth time that night he cut's you off, this time from the tingly sensation of him sucking hard on your neck; no doubt that it would leave a dark, obvious mark, but you didn't care. You wanted him right there, right now.

"Let me undress you, I want to see every inch of your beautiful body". He says while taking off his leather jacket and grey sweater. You sit in awe at his lean frame as he stands topless before you: his six pack well defined and toned muscles leaving you aching for his warm body to be on top of yours. He then goes to pull your pajama shorts off, leaving you in just a top and underwear. Climbing back on top of you his hands begin to venture up your top. He grazes his fingertips over your breasts, his fiery touch hardening your nipples. You moan.

"You like that baby?" You can practically hear him smirking as he teasingly traces circles over your navel, slowing down the closer he gets to your sensitive area. You feel yourself getting wetter.

"J-Jimin" you manage to moan out of sexual frustration.

"Jimin I need you to touch me more". Obeying your command he fully lifts up your tee, pulling it over your head to expose your chest.

"Here?" He whispers against the base of your neck as he begins to trail a line of kisses across your collarbone.

"Here?" He says again, this time latching onto your left breast, licking and gently biting. Although the sensation causes your toes to curl, his painfully slow tease makes you greedy for more.

"No" you finally respond and move his hands to the apex of your thighs. Without saying anymore, you knew that he knew what you wanted.

He strokes your inner thighs and bikini line before tugging lightly at your black underwear with his teeth.

"I need you in my fucking mouth". At last, the words you crave to hear. And with that he pulls down your underwear and dives straight into your sex.

You push your head deeper into your pillow as his malicious tongue snakes around your delicate spot, with every movement of his tongue pushing deeper into your skin. But what makes you gasp loader than you ever had was his hand penetrating inside of you without any warning. Not one, not two, but three of his fingers drove in and out of you as he massaged your clitoris with his thumb. With each tap a delicious chill shoots up your spine.

"Baby you're a bit tight, am I hurting you?" he lovingly asks, although refusing to stop his sliding fingers. Your pants of pleasure give him the get go to jerk his wrist faster and faster, your wetness making the journey to an orgasm smoother.

Finally reaching your peak you release everything that has built up over the last minute. Your walls begin to crash into a whirlpool of rich pleasure as the intensity of it all hits you hard.

"FUCKING HELL JIMIN!" you yell, your insides starting to clench.

He continues to push closer to your g-spot while you're in mid-climax until your body begins to quiver.

Finally you let your body slump deep into your mattress so the last few sparks can fade into your weakened muscles: the aftermath of the first of many orgasms.