Descent

Chapter 3

JUNGKOOK

A chill went through my body, but my skin was on fire. Jimin was whining with every movement, whimpering through each kiss. Sitting back on my knees, I ran my hands down his thighs and lifted his legs up over mine. Before I took hold of myself, I gave him one more stroke just to see that thrilling reaction. Pulling him closer, I watched as his face turned very curious while I lined myself up.

Pushing into him was pure agony for us both. I thought I was going to lose my mind to how tight he was, and Jimin was about to come undone from the shock and pain. He was screaming with tears in his eyes, but did not tell me to stop.

"Are you okay?"

"No...", he cried, "It hurts... Jungkook, it hurts!"

"I'm not even all the way in yet. Maybe I should have loosened you up first...", I'm really not used to holding back or considering the other party's discomfort. "I'll stop and try something else first..."

"Don't stop!", his little outburst not only surprised me, but it seems he also didn't understand why he didn't want me to stop. "I... I trust you...", his words came through a pout, "You said you wouldn't break me... and you told me it would hurt..."

Angels were naïve, but this was not that. This was not blind trust. He really believed that I would keep my word. The word of a Demon to his kind was nothing... but he believed me. I meant what I said, too.

"Just hold on for a little longer. I promise it will feel good soon."

Jimin wiped his tears and nodded. That face he was making... so cute. Leaning forward over him, I held him close with a kiss and slowly eased into him. He was crying and holding so tight, but he never stopped kissing me. I'd say this felt like heaven, but I knew that place was nothing but a pretty façade. There was no pleasure there. I didn't want Jimin to go back to that pristine and boring prison. He would have to, but I hoped he would often meet me here.

The more I moved, the longer he cried, but his cries were getting softer. His breathing was picking up while his fingers dug into my back. I thrust easy in him, not going to the hilt until I was sure he could handle it. His soft cries turned to airy whimpers and then light moans. That's it, little Angel, is it starting to feel good now? I felt his lips touch my neck and I melted to it. Pulling back to look at him, he was laying back in the pillows, eyes heavy and cheeks rosy again. His mouth moved with each huff as I moved in him. When I smiled at him, he arched with a low moan. Yes... this is what I want. I want to watch him writhe and struggle, squirm with pleasure. He felt so damn good! I've never been gentle before and I didn't know it could feel like this. I wasn't even going all the way in, but every inch that made it into him felt euphoric.

I was fighting to keep my eyes on him. My head was trying so hard to tip back, eyes trying to close to the bliss. Watching him was everything. It made this moment feel even better. Jimin's chest was heaving with every panting breath. His arm was up with the back of his hand resting on his forehead, nearly covering one eye that he was having trouble keeping open anyway. The face he was making looked like something straight out of a movie or a high quality porn. Looking down his body, it was evident that he was liking this; his dick was throbbing with occasional twitches and some fluid had leaked onto his stomach. He looked like a painting, no living being was this perfect. Now that he seems to be enjoying this, I sank myself in him to the base. Jimin yelled out and looked up at me with a half angry pout.

"You're so cruel...", his voice was so small and whined, "Don't hurt me on purpose."

"I'm sorry.", I chuckled, "You'll have to get used to it at some point, better to get all the pain out of the way so I can spend all night pleasing you...", I grinned, pushing in deep again.