Read Between The Lines (JiKook) REWRITTEN

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{REWRITTEN}

"I-I don't think s- oh f—uuck~" Jimin whined, falling back onto the cushions. Jungkook leaned in closer, realizing this was going to have to happen. Heats without having proper help could also be dangerous to omegas.

"Jimin, are you okay?" He asked, carefully reaching his hand on the boy's cheek.

"Jungkook~ please—," Jimin cried, tears brimming his eyes. He ground up into the older, whining in the process.

"A-alright, I got y— J-Jimin! D-don't!" Jungkook moaned out, feeling Jimin climb onto him and squeeze his muscles. His favorite kink.

Jimin buries his head in his teacher's chest, knees on either side. He tried to wait patiently to feel the burning touch he loved.

"Are you sure about all of this, Jimin? I need your consent," Jungkook said, hovering his hands over the waistband of Jimin's jeans.

"If you do anything bad, I blame it on myself for letting you, now help!" Jimin cried. He hated this feeling of being desperate, whiney, acting like a little bitch. He hated it so much.

Jungkook could sense the tension in the younger and stopped once he got his pants off. "Tell me what's up with you and I'll keep going."

"Y-Yah! Don't be so mean! I just sound like those porno girls it's... disgusting..." he admitted quietly, carefully rubbing his ass into Jungkook's hands.

"You're nothing like those bitches. But if you really don't want to hear yourself, this neck won't mark itself," Jungkook chuckled, flipping them over so that he was on top.

Jimin panted beneath him, kicking his legs impatiently. Jungkook rolled his eyes and started to unbuckle his pants while the younger unbuttoned his shirt, hands roaming all over the abs.

Jungkook wanted to tell Jimin how much he loved being touched in his muscles, but he knew it was Jimin's day and Jimin would get what he wanted.

Jungkook let his fingers trace the waistband of Jimin's boxers, looking the smaller in the eyes as confirmation. He pulled them down, wanting to just melt at how cute Jimin was.

"D-don't look!" Jimin yelped, legs closing together.

"No, Jimin, it's so cute... let me see it again!" Jungkook whined, beaming as Jimin unfolded his legs. He let his veiny hands wrap around Jimin's member.

Jimin covered his face, hating this already but loving how it felt. Jungkook strokes him up and down, his body slowing down and savoring the feeling. "K-Kookie, this isn't fair!"

Jungkook chuckled and unbuckled his own pants, dragging them down his thighs with his boxers.

Jimin felt intimidated. "Jeon Jungkook, did you get penis enlargement surgery?! That's easily 8 inches!!" He thought to himself. He didn't notice how at the second he saw it, his body produced 2x more slick. It dropped onto the couch, him feeling regretful if just sitting and letting Jungkook pleasure him whilst he ruined the expensive furniture beneath him.

"Tell me what you want. I'll do it, promise," Jungkook looked up and smiled hastily.

"C-can you... p-prep??" Jimin whispered in embarrassment.

"Of course," Jungkook smiled, taking his hands off and peaking at Jimin's little hole that gaped and leaked with the clear slick. He carefully stuck a finger in, making sure Jimin was comfortable. Continuously, he thrusted his fingers in one-by-one, adding another every minute or so. He felt that Jimin was nice and prepared at four fingers.

"Do you want it now, baby?" Jungkook asked with a smile, getting even brighter when he nodded.

Jimin swallowed down his worry and prepared himself mentally for what was about to happen.

Jungkook used a bit of lube, but not much. He knew that with the amount of slick Jimin had made, more lube would take away from all the fun. He slid the head in, keeping his hands on the younger's cheeks comfortingly.

"Everything good?"

"Y-yes, k-keep going~" Jimin moaned into Jungkook's almost bare chest.

p.s. I have difficulty writing smut