JIKOOK/KOOKMIN SUGAR DADDY

Chapter 7 (SMUT WARNING)

WHAT'S THIS? I UPDATE AFTER LIKE A YEAR? WOAH. ALSO, THIS IS SMUT MY KIDS, SO IF YOU WANNA YEET SKEET KEEP THEM HOLY EYES THEN I SUGGEST YOU DON'T READ THIS. 

Jungkook led Jimin upstairs towards his room. Which of course was decorated and refined as the rest of the house. Jimin rolled his eyes, obviously expecting this. He turned around to ask Jungkook a question but he had suddenly left the room, leaving Jimin with the temptation to explore. But he chooses not to. 

"Of course. I'm stuck in the custody of this really nice looking guy who JUST HAPPENS to be rich as fuck." Jimin mumbled. He walked towards the bed that looked like it costs more than his life. "Welp, at least it isn't an old man-"

"Pardon?" Jungkook asked. Jimin whirled around to see Jungkook standing right behind him with something in his hand. Jimin laughed nervously while slowly backing up. 

"I-I didn't say anything," Jimin said awkwardly. "You were imagining things." 

"Oh really? I heard you say, "old man", Jimin-ssi." 

(A/N I. AM. WHIPPED. FOR. THE. JIMIN-SSI. NICKNAME. AhHhHhHhHh. Yeah okay I'm leaving now-)

"I-I didn't say anything." Jimin stuttered nervously. He slowly backed away from Jungkook, but not removing his gaze from his eyes. Jungkook smirked as he walked up to Jimin. This made Jimin extremely confused and scared at the same time. 

Suddenly, Jimin fell back onto Jungkook's huge bed, decorated with velvet pillows and a lacey cover over the top. 

"Ow. . ." Jimin's foot was slightly bruised and red. He laid on the bed for a split second when Jungkook suddenly grabbed Jimin's wrists and pinned him down onto the bed. Jimin flinched. He tried to free himself, but Jungkook felt like he had the strength of a bodybuilder and wouldn't let Jimin go at all. 

Suddenly, Jungkook cupped Jimin's beautiful face before crawling on top of him and kissing him. Jimin, wide-eyed, couldn't help but kiss him back. Jungkook liked this. Jimin's lips are so soft and plump and he felt lucky, no privileged to touch them with his own. Jimin's naturally pink cheeks flushed and his breathing rushed increasingly. Even though he just met Jimin, he couldn't help but adore every inch of him already. Jimin suddenly began nibbling on Jungkook's bottom lip and suck his tongue. Jungkook moaned at the contact, driving him crazy and urging him to do more. He ripped of Jimin's shirt and jeans off, while doing the same to himself, without breaking their kisses.

Jimin wasn't satisfied with just a kiss. He flipped Jungkook over and stared at him. Jimin hitched his body up, half sitting on Jungkook's face and chest. 

"Needy much, baby?" Junkook smirked again. Jimin blushed. He huffed an turned his head in embarrassment. "Just do what you're gonna do." Jungkook took the opportunity to stroke Jimin's thighs. 

"Love your thighs." Jungkook nibbled at Jimin's skin, working his way up, biting into the meatiest part of Jimin's thigh, right under the curve of his cheek. Jimin squirmed and cursed above him as Jungkook sucked a bite into his skin. Jungkook pulled away after a moment to admire his work, looking at the blooming shiny red mark on his thigh. He turned his head to the side and watched Jimin, his eyes glossy. Jungkook slightly traced his entrance with his finger and Jimin let out a breathless sigh, his mouth opening and closing wordlessly.

Jimin just looked obscene, with his face flushed and his eyelashes fluttering against his cheekbones. He parted his mouth again and moaned lowly, "Jungkook, please..."

At Jimin's plea, Jungkook's lips brushed against the puckered skin around Jimin's hole in a kiss and Jimin let out a whine so high-pitched he barely recognized it as coming from himself.