"j-jungkook faster," jimin moans out as jungkook thrusts into him hard and quick. jimin grips the bed sheets tightly. his eyes are squeezed shut as his body blooms with waves of pleasure as jungkook hits his sweet spot with every thrust. jungkook has jimins legs pressed up against his chest and uses them to pull jimin back against him.
he watches jimins face, groaning loudly as he watches his eyebrows furrow and how his cheeks are flushed a bright red. jimin bites down on his bottom lip, making the skin white until he let's go. jungkook wants to kiss him, jimins lips look irresistible but he's the one who made the no kissing rule.
so he ignores it and continues to fuck the beautiful boy laid beneath him. jimin reaches for his cøck and begins to sloppily jerk himself off in time with jungkooks thrusts. he tangles his other hand in his own hair tugging slightly to give himself more edge.
he whines as jungkook grips his thighs and lifts the bottom of his back and bum off the bed. he fúcks into him relentlessly. "f-fúck ha-jungkook don't stop," jimin barely manages out. the words getting caught in his throat.
the pit of his stomach flushes with even more pleasure and soon he's cuming all over his stomach. he moans out jungkooks name so loud jungkook is sure the people at the end of the street heard it.
it doesn't take jungkook long to finish afterwards. with jimin clenching around him as he eases himself in and out he's soon cuming into the condom and leaning forward so that he can create a love bite just beside the older lads collarbone.
jimin runs his hand through jungkooks hair, whimpering as jungkook decides to make another one right next to the one he just made. "jungkook not too much," jimin says for the sake that in the public eye he is supposed to be single (well he is single, he guesses) and he wouldn't know how to explain the love bites if anyone asked.
"just want people to know you're mine," jungkook says then gets back up on his knees. he slowly pulls out of jimin then gets up off the bed taking the condom off and throwing it in the bin. "i'm going to take a shower. you can join if you want," jungkook says already walking into jimins bathroom.
"i'm good," jimin mumbles then closes his eyes. he gently runs his fingers over his stomach as he thinks about what jungkook said. he hates when he says things like "you're mine" because jimin isn't his. even though he wants to be really really badly. he isn't. jungkook doesn't want commitment, all he wants is rough fúcks with jimin because he's willing.
he is forced to watch jungkook flirt and take home other boys and girls all the time. he always swears its gonna be the last time and that he's going to move on but he just can't seem to quit jungkook. he knew what he was doing to himself when he agreed. though he didn't think his crush on jungkook could grow even anymore.
he doesn't even think he can call it a crush anymore. he loves jungkook but he knows if he tells jungkook that he's going to break it all off. and that is one thing that he doesn't want to lose. these moments with jungkook. even though they are only filled with want and lust, he can't lose them. its the only time he can be with jungkook in a way that he craves. even though he wants everything with him this is just fine.
he opens his eyes when he hears jungkook walk out of the bathroom, he has a towel hanging loosely around his hips and water drips from his hair, water droplets scattered all over his skin. "when are the boys coming over?" jungkook asks picking up his clothes that are scattered around the room.
jimin grabs his phone from the dresser adjacent to his bed and looks at the time. 12:47. jimin reads. "they should be here in a few," jimin says then rolls off the bed. he grabs the sheet so that jungkook cant see his nude body anymore.
