Run into Sin | Jikook

Part 17

Jeongguk knows Jimin's feeling skittish, seemingly riddled with apprehension so he pays extra attention to kissing him before they start to film.

His hand settle on the side of Jimin's waist, gently pressing down. The other hand cups the back of Jimin's neck, a reassuring presence. Their tongues meet for a sloppy, slow but dirty kiss. Jimin's tension seems to be evaporating with each passing second as they exchange saliva, whimpering broken sounds into each other's mouths. Jimin begins to unravel slowly, letting himself go.

They part every few kisses to collect their breath before they surge forward and resume the motion.

It registers within Jeongguk how good it feels to kiss Jimin. The boy always tastes good, he's always exceptionally well at keeping up with the pace that they set and he uses the right amount of tongue. He's vocal and he's touchy as his hands wander over Jeongguk's body now, squeezing his ass.

Jeongguk immediately releases a guttural sound.

"Fuck, Jimin. That's good."

Jimin's face lightens up like he's just discovered hidden treasure, experimentally groping harder over the jeans. It seems the praise makes him confident because he starts to kiss with more ferocity, shaking Jeongguk down to his core. When they pull away from this specific kiss, Jimin makes sure to tug on the bottom lip between his teeth.

"Shit. You're good at that."

Jimin slumps into the sheets, peering open one eye with a timid smile.

"If you say so."

"I do," he affirms. He shifts off Jimin, eyes darkened by the pinging arousal that swims in his lower stomach. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah. I'm ready."

When there's consent from Jimin, he makes a move. He retrieves the camera from the wardrobe, setting it up on the table. He decides to get naked then too, met by his half-hard erection. It never takes him long to get this needy, this quick when he's around Jimin apparently. He ignores the ache and he starts to record.

Jeongguk's a little nervous knowing that no matter how he angles the camera, his face will be slightly exposed due to the nature of the video.

When he turns back around, prepared to indulge in Jimin—he finds Jimin's already out of bed. He's stripped himself of his pants and boxers, standing before him stark naked. He's idly stroking himself, eyes hungry with thirst. With a single motion, he gestures for Jeongguk to get down.

Jeongguk swallows. He obeys and sinks to his knees in one graceful movement.

His hard cock twitches where it lays heavy and neglected on his thigh, not making a move to touch himself. When Jimin shuffles forward, he rests his hands on either side of his thighs to anchor to something.

Jimin's demeanor has slipped to something darker, intent in his dark pupils. He cards a hand through Jeongguk's hair, using slight force to tilt his head backwards. Their eyes meet and Jimin's smirk grows. Jeongguk opens his mouth, sticking his tongue out in anticipation, already eager to get the scene started.

Jimin's mouth parts in a silent groan as he angles his cock but instead of guiding it into his mouth, he rubs it against Jeongguk's lips. He smears his precome over his shiny, wet lips.

"Are you sure?" Jimin whispers to him, making sure one last time.

Jeongguk shudders at the husky tone that addresses him. He can't recall the last time he was on his knees and there's no denial about the fact that it thrills him, sends something that feels like a shot of cocaine up his spine. He feels high off the feeling, adrenaline pumping in his system and they haven't even started.