for him • PJM

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Credit to Lisa on YouTube.

'He followed into her room. His steps decreased when he noticed a familiar picture on the wall.

"Uh. . . Yuri, who is that? and why has that person got darts and stuff on him?" Jimin scratched his head and crossed his arms.

"No-body."'

He sighed in distress.

"What's the matter with you?" Jimin knew that this would turn into an argument.

"Nothing," she blatantly replied, not giving two crabs about Jimin was going to say.

"I really do not get girls," he scratched his head, "one time they like me, another time they hate me."

"I don't like you."

"Just admit it, Yuri. It's explicit; clearly written on your face."

"Ok, ok," she gave in. Jimin knew already, so there was no point in trying to hide it anymore.

"I like your face." She looked away trying to hide her bright pink cheeks.

Jimin grinned and glared at her.

"Nice to know."

". . . And your body." She added, her heart rate increasing.

His expression turned grim, his eyes sparkled from the light's beam.

"What about my personality?"

"Ugh, no, I don't like your personality. You're too arrogant sometimes: it really gets on my nerves."

He clutched his heart from falling.

"Sorry, but I hate people who are too egotistical."

"What did you say?"

"I hate people who are too egotistical. I'm starting to believe you're deaf."

Jimin felt a tad offended, but decided to consume his anger. He walked up to Yuri and both stood eye to eye.

"What are you doing?!" She pushed him back a little.

"You know what you want."

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Jimin pinned her against the wall, she tried to refrain but couldn't as he held a tight grip.

She looked around the room, agitated as to what would happen next.

He pulled her neck in, roughly kissing her out of sexual desire. Yuri joined in, unaware of the noise they were  making.

Jimin began to slide his jeans and jacket off, now only in his boxers and shirt.

He sucked on Yuri's neck, causing her to release silent moans, lust taking over her body.

The man slid his boxers down, making Yuri gasp at the sight.

"Woah . . ." She indistinctly said between a moan.

She took all of her clothes off, exposing her preserved body to the man.

After kissing her neck passionately, he moved down, down, down to the woman's breast. He bit her, her pain feeling pleasurable than hurting.

She rest her head on the wall as Jimin gripped onto her waist. His plump lips sucked her lower abdomen area and he licked down to her-

"Stop. Stop, please. I don't think I can do this," she looked away.

"Why? Something wrong?"

"I, I don't think this was supposed to happen."

"What do you mean?"

"I wanted it to be special, not rushed."

"Want me to take it slow?"

"Yes please, haven't had 'it' before," she smiled.

"I'm surprised," he giggled and resumed his kissing in her lower region. He wrapped his arms around her waist and both fell onto bed. He opened her legs leisurely, holding onto them, he thrusted into her nether region. Moans escaping her mouth she gripped the bed, and then his hair.

"Uh, Jimin, I've waited so l-long," she tried to fit in between moans.

He was too pleasured to even reply. His moans only made her wetter, his member only made her closer to climax.

Jimin threw his head back at how tight she was. She breathed too heavily and quickly it turned him on even more.

"J-Jimin, I'm close," she moaned even louder.

As his moans filled her ears, she squirted all over his member.

"Babe, wait for me," he was at such a fast pace she could not bare it anymore.

Yuri was now at the point where she was yelling his name and Jimin had climaxed. The warm liquid poured onto her stomach while she breathed, exhausted, sounds which filled the room.

Jimin fell onto the bed and took the squirt from her nether region. He smirked and licked it off of his finger.

"You're so tasty," He licked his lower lip.

"Shame I couldn't taste you," she replied.

Yuri's face was a tomato, as she hadn't expected to have her first with Jimin. Yuri honestly thought he would be the last person in her mind to have sex with him.

Since this was unexpected, Yuri had no idea what to do next.

"Fuck! I forgot my mom was downstairs. Shit! Did you think she heard anything!" She panicked so much she forgot completely about liquid on her stomach.

"'heard'? She probably danced to the music we were making," Jimin laughed.

"Shut up idiot, I probably will be grounded 'til I'm thirty!" She wore her clothes as swiftly as possible, ignoring the next things Jimin was saying.

Once she had finished, she ran down the stairs to find her Mother, sitting at the dining table, her head laying down.

"Mom?" She crept upto her.

"MOM!"

❤ Author ❤:

Sorry for not updating, exams were annoying the heck out of me lmao. I almost thought I'd never be able to update. Please tell me if my smut is a little too much, I'll try better.

What do you think happened to her Mother? Why was her head on the table?!

Stay tuned!!!
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