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"I'm so bored" Jimin whined
"Ugh, shush I'm trying to sleep" you mumbled.
You two were on the bed in your room. You were sleeping and Jimin was slowly dying of boredom flicking through the many late night channels on tv.
"Can we do something?" He pleaded
"Like what?! It's bloody 10"
"That's not even late though"
"I had an exhausting day"
"Hmph" he crossed his arms like a 5 year old.
The whinging has stopped and you were able to return back your dreams. That was until Jimin disturbed you again.
"Y/n? Can we just play one game?" He asked softly, yet deviously.
"What game?"
He pushed you gently backwards so your back was on the bed. He climbed on top of you; both his (thickK I'm sorry😂) legs either side of your waist and his hands pressed against the empty space on the mattress near your head.
Your heart beat picked up the pace at this sudden position.
"The game is" he talked in a low voice "if you moan my name right now, you'll get the punishment of a whole weeks worth of teasing. See if you can resist"
I smirked. "And if I don't moan your name and I win?"
"Then, you get to dare me to do anything"
"Oh, you mean like the last bet we made and I made you go in public in that fairy costume?"
He looked down and sighed. "Yeah, like that"
I chuckled. "Game on."
He took no hesitation in attacking your neck. He licked, sucked and bit the skin there. You tried your hardest not to make a sound while his hands stroked your legs up and down as they unintentionally moved and wrapped around his torso.
Unsatisfied with your reaction, he averted his lips to yours and went hard. Biting your lip, adding his tongue. Anything that made the moan slip from you.
You were slowly dying inside. Though you seemed to put up a pretty good fight.
It wasn't long till your pyjama shirt was off and he was making a trail of love bites down your body. Your bottom lip was being restricted inside your mouth.
He moved slowly and teasingly which he knew was your ultimate weakness. His shirt was already off since he never sleeps with a shirt anyways, and his bare body was grinding against yours.
You felt as if you couldn't take it anymore.
"Mmh, Jimin"
Oh god. You thought.
He stopped immediately and looked up at you.
"N-no, that was a practise round"
"HAHA YOU LOSE I WIN" he cheered.
You glared at him.
"Be prepared for a whole weeks worth of soreness baby" he whispered into your ear and got off you, heading downstairs to get a snack.
