[PJM] Not So Innocent [COMPLETED]

Yum McDonalds!!!

It took all of my self restraint not to pleasure myself after that display.... And, we're going out again..? Oh Christ...

I descend the stairs in a white tank top and a denim jacket thrown over it. My legs sport a denim skirt that covers most of my thighs. Jimin looks up from where he is on the couch and smiles ,"Are you ready?"

I smile back ,"Yup! Where are we going..?"

He stands up and grabs his house keys ,"Well, since I don't have a car I thought we'd go somewhere close. There is a movie theater that is just down the block... it doesn't offer concessions so we can bring our own food."

My stomach growls loudly and I hide behind my hair out of embarrassment.

I hear Jimin giggle and open the front door ,"We can stop by McDonalds and get something to go... if we hurry we can make it in time for the previews."

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Jimin and I take a seat near the back and get situated as a commercial for "A Wrinkle In Time" is playing on the screen. We are here to see Jumanji...

     As the screen begins to play the actual movie, Jimin sets the McDonalds bad on my lap so that i can get my food, every so often putting his own hand in the bag to sneak some fries from the bottom. Each time he'd do so, he would make the bag brush against my heat, making the movie a bit difficult to watch.

     His eyes glance at me as I squirm in my seat and he smirks, knowing full well what he's doing, He pushes against my skirt through the bag and it inches up my legs, revealing my panties underneath.

     "Jimin!" I whisper at him and make to push his hand/bag thing away from me. He angles his hand in such a way that the bag ripped loudly. A few people turn to stare at us in annoyance and I hide myself by squishing down in my seat.

     Jimin inspects the rip and gets up to throw the food and bag away. I sigh in frustration and put my eyes back on the screen, not understanding what's going on since Jimin had distracted me. Speaking of him, he returns and sits beside me once more, McDonalds  bag still in hand.

     I cock my eyebrow ,"Are we hoarding things now..?"

     He just smirks and puts a finger to his lips to shush me ,"I just wanna try something..." He places his hand on my things, prying them apart in my seat. He places the bag in between my legs with the ripped side facing my, now wet, core. "Make a sound and I'll have to punish you again." He growls into my ear.

     I just nod, anticipating this new technique.

     He puts his hand into the bag and for a second I worry that he wants to finger fuck me with a McDonalds paper bag condom or something. He pokes his fingers out of the rip and wiggles them for a moment because he knows I'm staring. His warm finger then moves my panties to the side and puts one digit in. It moves around, curling and uncurling until he adds a second one.

     I moan quietly and he giggles ,"Shh, someone will hear."

     He adds a third finger and begins to pull them out and push them back in, the motions causing small crinkles to sound from the bag.  My head rolls back for a moment.

     To the right, a threat clears ,"Is everything alright over here. We had a noise complain just a moment ago."

     I turn my head and look at the worker. Jimin answers ,"Yep, just trying to get some food is all, sorry." He smiles brightly.

     The worker looks to me, a bit sweaty with my head resting on the seat ,"Is your wife here okay..?"

     I blush ,"S-sorry we aren't m-married..! And I am just a b-bit hot thank you for asking..." I clench my jaw as Jimin roughly curls his fingers inside of me.

     The wirker finally just smiles and saunters back down to stand by the exit.

     Jimin turns to look at me and smirks ,"Such a good girl," he pushes his fingers in harder and faster ,"Daddy is pleased."

    The oh-so-familiar feeling in my abdomen begins to build up, signifying that my sweet, sweet release is on its way. My legs begin to shake and I can hear Jimin chuckle as it indicates to him that I'm close.

     With a few more pushes, I cum onto him, onto my panties, and onto the McDonalds bag. A moan threatens to fall from my lips but Jimin kisses me before it can escape. He keeps pushing into me, my body twitching from the overstimulation and my mind in thirty different places. At long last, his fingers are removed and my back stops arching, something I wasn't aware was happening.

     Jimin takes a napkin from his hoodie pocket and cleans me up, standing to take the bag and napkin to the garbage.

     After a little while longer, Jumanji ends and Jimin and I walk home. We enter the warm household and while he goes to get his pajamas on, I give up on life and flop onto the couch.

     How the hell can this all be happening..? I only met him two days ago... I'm more than confused...

     I listen as the stairs lightly creak as Jimin makes his way downstairs. His socked feet pad up to the couch and I hear him chuckle above me. I lift my head and look at him ,"What..?"

     He smiles ,"Stand up, Ms.Lazy..."

     I groan and whine at him ,"But why.!?"

     He tugs on my arm gently ,"So that you can get into your pajamas!" He ends up picking me up and I reluctantly stand before him. He undressed me until I'm fully naked in our living room and then he puts me in one of his tee shirts and a new pair of panties.

     I kiss him quickly before forcing him to pick me up. He carried me up the stairs but instead of taking me to my own room, where the bed he put together a few days ago still hasn't been used, he takes me to his and tucks the two of us in.

     "Goodnight Jagiya, I love you."