Love Is Not Over {Editing}

The Most Beautiful Moment in Life

{A/N: Smut No. 2}

He groans to himself.

"Jen..I really meant what I said last time. Don't think we.. or you have to-"

I stop him by placing my finger against his lips.

"I want to. Honestly. And considering you are still squeezing my tit, I think you want it, too."

He holds my face in his hands and gives me his tender caresses.

I grip onto his biceps and pull us back onto the mattress.

Our lips melt together. As if the oxygen passing between our mouths was the only source keeping us alive.

I peel off my shirt timidly, exhaling deeply in hopes that it will ease my nerves.

His hand travels upwards along my ribs before he begins thumbing my nipple.

He squeezes it gently before breaking contact with my lips and moving his mouth onto my breast.

Jimin sucks on the skin and bites down softly.

A soft giggle exhales my lips as he tugs on my flesh with his teeth.

I run my fingers through his hair and lick my lips.

He sits up and begins unbuttoning his shirt.

Although I had seen him shirtless before, I was still left speechless.

I admire his pale skin and those delicate ab indentations.

I run my palm along his stomach and stop above his waistband for a second.

His excitement pressed, not to subtly, against the fabric.

I reach down and rub him over his jeans.

"Mm" he groans.

I unbutton his pants and he slips out of them.

I slide out of my leggings as well and he pulls my chin up and kisses me twice.

My hand reaches inside his boxer-briefs and I start tugging on his member.

I feel it grow and stiffen in my palm. I start jerking it faster and his low moans tell me not to stop.

He suddenly grabs onto my wrist, causing me to look up at him.

The lust radiates off of him.

"...gongjunim, are you being honest with yourself?"

"I've never been more sure of anything else."

We remove our remaining layers of clothing and lay back on the mattress.

He puts on a condom and props himself on his forearms, floating centimeters above me.

He pushes back some strands of hair on my face and caresses my nose.

I can feel him rubbing himself against my wetness. Teasing me at my entrance.

He licks two fingers before trailing down and massaging my clit.

He inserts them inside me and makes small circles, tracing my walls.

With each stroke, my arousal increases.

With each stroke, I can visibly see his arousal increasing as well.

He then grabs his member and places it at my opening.

Jimin stares deeply into my eyes, and I can physically and emotionally feel his concern for my well being.

"Tell me if it hurts you or if..you want me to stop. Promise me okay?"

"I promise" and reply with a kiss.

He enters me slowly.

Just when I naively assume that the pain is minimal, he pushes his hips further and I immediately feel the splitting sensation between my thighs.

To say that my core snapped like a Red Colossal King Crab leg was an understatement.

I inhale harshly and slam my fist on the mattress involuntarily.

His body stiffens. "Jen are you okay?"
"Uhhhh it's just..really freaking painful."

"Just-just keep breathing. And focus on my lips."

I close my eyes and try to calm my shuddering breaths.

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale.. exhale.

He places kisses down my neck and along my collar bone.

The warmth of his plush lips helps take my mind off of the discomfort and I lean my head back, displaying my flesh.

He slides his hips forward and continues entering me.

I let out short breaths and flinch from the pain.

Sensing my movements he licks my skin and sucks on it with a mild aggression.

He raises his head and joins our mouths again.

"You are so beautiful," he exhales.

He rolls his hips gently and his pelvis meets mine.

A delicious groan escapes his mouth at the contact, signaling that his length has filled me.

I whimper out at the new sensation, the line between pleasure and pain blurring significantly.

He begins with slow, shallow strokes.

He looks up at me, affirming that I am comfortable.

I give a small, reassuring nod and he continues thrusting inside me.

He starts tracing my nipple with his thumb, sending shivers down my spine.

I moan lightly, completely lost in his touch.

He gradually increases his pace and some of the pain subsides. It still stings but it has become more tolerable.

I push his hair back and crash our lips together.

We tangle our tongues and I bite his lower lip.

Beads of sweat have begun forming on his forehead and are dripping down his torso.

He whispers inaudbily under his breath before nibbling on my collar bone.

Feeding off of his excitement, I begin moving my hips up, matching his rhythm.

"Mmm" he responds.

Our bodies move together, in one synchronized movement as he pulls in and out of me.

"Oh. Fu-"

"Ugh"

"Ahh"

Sensing he was reaching his peak, I clench and unclench my walls around him.

"Hm Jen if you keep doing that-"

"Uhhn..."

I bite his earlobe and lick the sweat off of his neck.

"...you're gonna make me cum baby" he exhales a breathy whisper.

With one long, final stroke he thrusts forward and fills me completely.

He groans gently and brushes his lips against mine from side to side.

Just then I feel his body tense and he stops moving.

I continue pushing my hips up as he moans into my ear.

He lowers himself and breathes heavily into the crook of my neck.

With a weak tug, he uses the remainder of his strength to pull the blanket over the lower half of our bodies.

We lay on the damp sheets and only the sound of my heart beating against his chest fills the room.