[BTS/ KPOP Smut] 18+ | IMAGINE: control, lust, drawn-out teasing, adoration

Imagine: 18+

I feel his hands on my chest, snaking their way up to my collarbone. He places a finger on its exposed skin, tracing decadently down from the base of my neck to the tip of my shoulder. My skin tingles under his slight touch, and I arch my shoulder away from his hand, ever so slightly. 

His expression, once wandering, focuses. He looks at me, absorbed with my sudden movement, and parts his lips. 

I feel him breathe softly--in...out. His exposed chest is alive, muscles straining against his skin as he pushes his body closer to mine. Gingerly, he traces my neckline again, lightly brushing down, down, down, towards my collarbone, down, down--pause. I've flinched again, and he noticed. His eyes lock into mine, and I sense a faint smile on his lips. His expression softens, but he is mischievous, and the smile returns. He breathes again, and suddenly closes the space between us, pressing his delicate lips to my ear.

"Princess, why do you move when I touch you?" His lips graze my upper ear, and his breath is hot. I shiver at the growl in his voice. He resumes caressing my neck, the tingling, chilling sensation working its way to my back. I feel my breath catch, and I inadvertently shiver. He murmurs, "Sensitive...such sensitive, seductive skin...."

Gently, he touches my chin, lifting it to his lips, but doesn't kiss me. I feel his stare searching my body, and softly he whispers, "Let me take care of you tonight." Gaze lingering on my lips, he waits.

I tell him yes. He will take care of me.

Softly, he parts his lips, and turns his head, breath bated. I close my eyes, and sense the delicious distance between us--his breath finds mine, and suddenly I am consumed with the tantalizing pleasure of his lips against mine. He touches my lower back, drawing his fingers against the skin there. I know he wants to be in control today, so I let him choose how he kisses me--and he does it with long, deep strokes, sucking on my bottom lip and then lazily pulling away, only to come back and do it again. He's enjoying taking his time, and moves his hands from my back to my shoulders, caressing the skin down to my arms, and then down the length of my back.  

I want him to hurry up. I want to feel more of him than just his hands.

But as I move to touch him back, he grabs my wrist. As sucks on my neck with long, deep kisses, he murmurs, "You know the rules. I'm in control, baby girl." 

He speeds up ever so slightly, kissing each collarbone so the skin was wet and tingled. Now below my eye level, he lifted his eyes up towards mine, and carefully touched my hand, allowing me to touch the back of his neck as he kisses me. I relish the heat that drips off his skin in beads of sweat, and as he raises to eye level, my hand reaches to his shoulder. His muscles flex as he touches my hips, and I feel their contractions pressing against my fingers. 

He gently places my other hand on his shoulder, and allows me to pull him into me. I press against his chest. He feels sturdy and warm, and I catch a whiff of something lavender and sweet which must be his body wash. It's intoxicating, and I drink it in as he melts his mouth into mine with a languid, impassioned mood. Opening his mouth wider, he find my tongue with his, and his kisses are deeper, pulling me further into him, and I am drowning under his wave of lust. I close my eyes and hear his voice--it is deeper, and I can hear a slight tone of urgency when he says, "I need to explore you."

He pushes me back gently, and I land onto the mattress covered with soft, silken sheets. "Spread yourself on the bed, beautiful. Let me see you" he whispers, his voice deep and lustful. I do as he asks, and can feel his gaze drinking in my every curve, my every color. I am exposed, but to his loving eyes only. 

He slides onto the bed and brings his leg over my waist, beginning to kiss my neck again. He moves up to my lips and says in his new, deeper voice, "You're perfect. Absolutely perfect." I blush, and he caresses my cheeks, kissing deep into my lips and letting out a slight moan of satisfaction, enjoying as I lean into the pillows and fall deeper into him. 

"Let me love more of you, my queen."

His kisses move between my breasts, and I instinctively cover them, embarrassed. But he only shakes his head slightly, and removes my hands as he trails light kisses around their edges. He strokes underneath, and then cups them in his hands, squeezing gently. Removing one hand, he replaces it with his mouth, drawing out his kisses until they became imploring. He moves to my nipple and licks it, sucking on my breast as he closes his eyes in pleasure. I feel him shift on top of me, and he is back at my neck, kissing down my skin to my other side. Deeper than before, he sucks on my other breast. I gasp as he traces down towards my belly button, and cradles my waist in his arms, lifting me slightly off the bed. 

"You're gorgeous." 

He quietly pushes his fingers down into my pelvis, and slowly makes his way down to my clit. I feel his light touch turn harder as he begins to push into me, rubbing his free hand against me. He circles--long, achingly slowly circles--his fingers, moving his hand at the speed of his labored breathing. I suddenly inhale as a short, electric pulsation of pleasure burns in my body, and I see his smile just barely against the glow of the lamp. He pauses with his fingers, but my body arches up to him, begging for more. Instead, he slides two fingers inside me, pushing up slowly, and then beginning to speed up, rhythmically pulsing. I'm breathing faster now, and I feel my body opening up--I turn my head to the side as another pulsation hits me, and he immediately stops, turning my lips to face his in a lusty kiss. 

As he kisses me, he murmurs, "Don't move, baby. I'm taking care of you." 

Pushing my legs further apart, he gently kisses me lower and lower. He traces my clit with his tongue, then sucks on it with his lips, cocking his head slightly as he moans. He touches my thighs, tracing circles on my skin just as he's circling with his tongue. Pleasure seeps through my body as wave after wave pulsates from his mouth, and I am whimpering. He is encouraged by m response and moves faster and deeper. I twist my hips as he sucks. His moans make my heart beat fast, and I whimper louder as I grab his hair. 

Immediately, he takes hold of my hand and pushes up on top of me, removing his boxers. I hear him breathing fast as he lifts my leg slightly off the bed and pushes into me at an angle. He's hard, and the length feel so good. I clench up as he pushes its entirety into me, but he strokes me with such care that I instead pull him closer. Raising me up, he moves in and out, his breathless grunts muffled in the nape of my neck. His back muscles ripple, and his biceps press against my arms as he forces himself further into me. Groaning, he picks up his pace, moving his hips in and out, circling inside me. I moan as he suddenly pulls me up above him, with him sitting on the bed, and me on his lap.

"Ok babygirl, now you're going to ride it." 

He lifts my hips against his own and pushes his face into my neck. I feel his breath pressing against my skin and hear his moans becoming more strangled as he moves my body faster. He presses up into me and pulls me closer, engulfing me in his arms. I feel him whimper as I readjust my hips on top of him, so I let him take full control of my movements. 

He throws his head back with his eyes closed and lets out a long groan. 

"Don't stop...no..don't stop, my princess."

His fingers clench into my sides as he pushes his face into my neck, his moans being drowned out by the deep kiss. I push harder into him, and I hear him cry out, moaning louder and louder. He finds my lips and pushes into me, suffocating his own cries and bringing me even harder onto himself. 

Suddenly, he pulls away and lets out a deep groan.

"Baby..." he gasps, pushing me harder into him. His hand slides down to my clit again, and rubbing it sends me to my climax. He lets out one last groan before hiding his face  in my shoulder, and I feel hot liquid against my stomach. 

Breathing hard, he pulls away, gazing into my eyes, then softly kisses my parted lips. He smiles, pulling me down into the covers with him, and as we lay he kisses me again. As I slide into him again, I feel him whisper, "Thank you beautiful..."