POLARIODS AND PILLOWS.

nineteen

// smut 😖

everything happened all at once.

jungkook's chapped lips met jimin's soft ones in a rough manner, finally melting together as jungkook let out a soft groan of relief.

finally, he got to feel jimin close to him like this. even through his extremely drunken state, he knew he never wanted this euphoric, erotic feeling to go away. he gripped jimin's perfect little hips in his warm hands, grinding down against his own as he nibbled on jimin's lower lip.

jimin felt the same in a different way. he felt euphoric as well, but it wasnt because of jungkook. it was the intense, addicting feeling of being wanted. feeling warm lips against his, being controlled. it was only a plus that it happened to be jungkook under him.

he took matters into his own hands and rolled his hips down on the younger boy, letting out a soft moan when their tongues and crotches met at the same time. he could feel his heartbeat through jungkook's shirt, it only turned him on more.

when they finally pulled away for air, jimin was already at work by pulling jungkooks belt off and settling between his thighs. jungkook's senses were so hazy, all he could think was jimin, jimin, jimin.

all the sense he thought he had was out the fucking window the second jimin began palming him through his jeans. jungkook immediately moaned lowly, throwing his head back before looking down at jimin, who was patiently waiting for jungkook to watch.

he licked his lips before beginning to pull off the annoying jeans, never breaking eye contact with the insanely drunk boy in front of him. jungkook's senses were completely overloaded, he couldnt even think straight.

jimin felt fingers lace through his cherry red hair, nails massaging his scalp as he fluttered his eyes shut. "look at you, so fucking pretty." was the only thing able to leave jungkook's lips, his voice low and breathless.

he couldnt help but blush at the comment, shuttering from the praise. jungkook's pants were off in an instant, only leaving his boxers. jimin could smell the musty yet erotic scent of how turned on he was, and it made jimin's mouth water with desire.

"want me to suck you off first, jungkookie? i think that would be a good idea, dont you think?" jimins voice filled the air, a smirk on his lips as he looked into jungkook's eyes. he could practically see how far gone he was.

jungkook could see how jimin thought he was in control, speaking in that cutesy persuasive tone. he used that tone a lot, when he wanted cuddles or ice cream. but now, he finally has the chance to put him in his place.

he began to sit up, raising an eyebrow and beginning to put on his act. "mhm, go ahead minnie. take your time." he pet his soft hair, biting his lip as jimin made a small noise of happiness. awh, if only he knew what he really got himself into.

he pulled jungkook's boxers off, licking his lips as he stared at jungkook's proud cock in awe. "y-youre.. youre huge." jimin whispered, almost afraid of getting fucked because of how big he is. jungkook could only chuckle dryly, keeping his hand on his hair. "only half hard baby. wanna make it harder?"

jimin inhaled deeply, never imagining jungkook to ever say words as dirty as this. he wasnt complaining in the slightest— it was so fucking sexy. he looked up at the boy with dough eyes, beginning to suck on his own fingers to coat them in saliva. jungkook could only sit and watch the show, loving the way jimin's hair was how completely shriveled due to jungkook and jungkook only.

it was too much already, the air too thick and jimin too confident. this definitely wasnt the jimin he met, or the jimin who kissed him at the ice cream parlor. oh no, this was a whole new breed of him.