Call Me Mistress||✓

Not a dirty dream

His hot huffing body.

His hot breath that hits my shivering body.

His hot lips, that I'm craving for.

His hot silver toned abs that call my name.

His hot bulge that demands entrance.

His hotness all over me.

A few hours ago I was joyous of my victory.
A few hours ago I was celebrating that unfairly claimed victory of mine.

Now I understand why people call karma a bitch, your wrongs will haunt you back.

Trying to push the drunk man off me, but to my avail, my tiny body couldn't do that stunt. Rather than moving away, the drunk man took it as a signal to come closer.

I bite my lips, damn it Kim y/n control your demons. He is in intoxicated state but you are not, you can't take advantage of him! You are well mannered!

This mantra kept repeating in my head, but slowly the fumes from this man was making new loose my mind. With my logic fading, it was a dangerous situation we were in.

And his hands encouraging by body, by making it hot with his exploring hands wasn't helping this situation either!

Casually looking at the side, I saw my knight in shining armor, because you know I have a glitter back cover on, my phone. Maybe I could call someone to my rescue.

Using my free hand, I used all my flexibility skills to grab the phone from the side table. 'bingo' I murmer at my success. Quickly I open it and hunt for a person who can help.

Rishi would be busy banging Tae, so she won't pick up.

I don't wanna disturb Chiyo and Hoseok.

Ayu and Suga went for a romantic time.

RM and Jin were drunk and dropped dead on spot.

Jungkookie!! He can help me!

Swiping on the call button I hear a the ringing tone, and after some he finally picks up.

"Noona?"

"Kookie I need your help!"

"Um..."

"Jimin is drunk. ...I need you to come to my room and escort him to his own bed rather than using me as his bed."

A muffled laughter could be heard on the other end. "Sorry noona, no can't do."

"What do you me-"  before I could ask him, he cuts the call.

Damn little bastard, it seems as if he doesn't wanna intrude on the fun.

Wait..

Wait...

Realization hits me, as I look at the "drunk man" as he hasn't moved an inch since I've called kookie.

Anger floods in me, as I saw "I know you have a high tolerance to alcohol, Park Jimin."

It annoyed me even more when he played dumb, and decided to go on with his act.

Taking my sadist form, I turn the man around only to sit on top of him. Instantly his eyes shot open, as our intense stare look at each other, fu**ing each other.

My eyes travel down his perfectly craved face. Those fluffy and soft looking locks of hair that messily feel around the canvas of his face . The perfect distance from his eyebrows to his hairline. That clean that seemed just so silky if touched. His ebony colored eyes that could dicypher any woman. That perfect hard nose that complimented his features well. That sharp jawline that could cut through any woman's clothes. And those sin of a lips that God gifted him.

I gulped looking, enchanted with them, and in an instant I knew they were the scared fruit that I was not allowed to touch. And if I did, it will literally drag me to hell.

But they looked too delicious to miss out on. My breath hitched when his facial features showed that he was fighting his inner demons to stop himself from taking me.

Those eyes of his, that only saw me. God did I not want this moment to happen for so many years and now that it was happening, I was hesitating.

But why was I hesitating?

Bitting my lips I pondered, only what I did not notice was his eyes getting darker with each passing moment. Those eyes of his screamed "Kim y/n I crave you"

Overwhelmed by his lust, Jimin turned the tables around, taking me with mouth.

Hell now there was no going back.

I reciprocating his lips movement, as we sucked, licked, tucked and fu**ed each other's lips.

His hands were on either side of body, balancing himself on top of me and also caging me if I decided to run away.

Not that I had any intention of running. With one of my hand in tangled in his luscious hair, and yes they are so silky that I could sleep their of possible. And other exploring the bit of skin that peeked from that unbuttoned shirt of his.

In a quick moment he removed the barrier of a shirt throwing it somewhere I had no care about. It just gave me more undiscovered holy Grail to find.

Licking the bottom of my lips he asked for permission to enter. But being the sadist that I'm, I wanted to give him the hard way. So I just ignored his constant requests.

In a quick moment he grabbed my boob, balancing his weight lifting to one hand. His hands squeezed the soft sensitive skin under him hardly, making me grasp- moan, giving his access to my mouth.

I could feel smirk before his tongue went all in as his palm played with my harden bud which was underneath the thin fabric of my night suit.

All this sensation heated my woman hood. While our tongues mingled, tingled, singled with each other, I tried to ease my throbbing woman hood by wrapping my legs on his crotch area.

Instantly I could hear a approving moan escape his lips. His hard manhood was as heated as my wet womanhood. Lowering his back a bit he grinned his hardness on my wetness.

Slowly yet steadily he increased his pace as our genitals made love demanding to remove the barrier of a cloth stopping them from meeting.

But the temperature was too much, the lips, the hands, the legs I couldn't handle it anymore, as we climaxed together.

Huffing our mouths parted ways with a trail of saliva connecting us. I knew we both came in our pants but I also know that we want to cum into each other.

Both of faces red from the 'love making', stared deep in each other's eyes, sincerity filling our souls.

"Jimin ..I .."

"Kim Chiyo get out this instant!" An angry voice cut me off. We both turned to the direction of the voice. Getting up we looked out of the balcony.

An angry mob of people stood on the gates of the house.

"Damn it" slipped out if my lips.

~TBC~

Hi guys Love yourself tear just got released, and I'm seriously dead... So from now on author nim is a ghost. JK. But I loved the album!!

Btw tell me if u want Jimin's POV for this chapter or no.

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