seventeen . seven

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(say the name: SEVENTEEEEEENNNNNN . seven)

10:20pm

My heart fluttered once more with excited energy as I thought about the moment Jimin and I had shared earlier.

I didn't even realize what was happening until he was sucking on the sensitive spot on my neck and making me speechless. Though stuff like this was out of my comfort zone, I know that very much enjoyed it.

My fingertips grazed across the deep red marks on my neck that ran down to my collarbones, painted across my skin like I was a canvas for love bites.

Jimin's lips had been so soft and gentle yet still had a dominating force to them and it had me craving for more.

I wanted his lips on mine.

I wanted to kiss them, suck them, bite them.

I wanted him to mark me, everywhere.

I wanted to be under him as he cherished me like I cherished him.

I wanted to know how well our bodies could fit together.

I wanted him.

All of him.

But with every addiction there are always consequences.

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