jungkook grips jimins hands putting them over his head as he slowly kisses spots all over jimins face, neck, and chest. he creates loves bites in spots that makes jimin keen underneath him. jimin tries to lift his hands but that makes jungkook hold them down tighter. making jimin whine in the back of his throat.
"please jungkook," jimin chokes out, whimpering when jungkook rubs his clothes cøck against jimins bare hard on. jimin thrusts upwards making jungkook smirk.
"so needy," jungkook growls, letting go of jimins hands and making his way down jimins torso. licking his navel until he is faced with jimins leaking cøck. jungkook rubs a finger down the base making jimins body roll in pleasure.
he taps jimins hip signaling for the older to get on his hands and knees. jimin quickly scrambles to his knees, butt perched up and ready for jungkook to use. jungkook licks his lips then licks a stripe over jimins hole."fůck," jimin moans out gripping the sheets so tightly his knuckles turn white. jungkook then starts eating him out properly. licking and sucking on jimins hole. he rolls his tongue in circles and prods the tip if his tongue at jimins hole.
jimin rolls his hips back against his face making jungkook groan. he let's jimin use his face. it's so hot how slutty jimin gets for him.
"i can't take it anymore," jungkook mumbles unbuckling his pants, pulling them down half way to his thighs. he takes off his shirt throwing it randomly around the room.
he spits on the tips of his fingers and rubs jimins hole gently then coats his cøck. he aligns his prick with jimins hole and pushes in in one quick motion.
"shít," jimin moans out the front half of his body falling completely flat on the bed. jungkook licks his lips and slowly starts to rolls his hips.
when jimin asks him to go harder jungkook obeys. he fůcks into jimin slow and hard. making jimin whine and moan underneath him. he is literally a begging mess underneath jungkook."faster please," jimin asks for the what seems like a hundredth time. it's when jungkook listens and angles his hips upwards and pushes jimins bum down.
he fůcks into him hard and fast, he is so close to cumming but he wants to see jimin come, so he pulls out and flips jimin over onto his back. he pushes back in and kisses jimin on the lips.
he jerks jimin off meeting the rythym of his thrust. jimin death grips his arm. "s-so close," jimins moans then kisses jimin on the lips.
"cum for me baby," jungkook husks out. he can feels jimins walls tighten around his cøck and how jimins mouth falls open-
beep! beep! beep!
jungkook groans, he rolls over in his bed and hits his alarm clock. he groans and lays back down in his bed. staring at the ceiling, his mind fresh because of the heavenly dream he just had. he wants the real deal with jimin but until he can he is thankful that his dreams are filled with him and jimin having sex. yet at the same time he almost hates them.he looks down and sees a tent in his sheet. he is so achingly hard. he pulls his boxers off and wraps his hand around his prick. he jerks himself off, squeezing gently trying to imitate how he imagines jimin will feel if they ever fůcked. he runs his finger over his tip and subconciosly fūcks up into his hand.
he flips over in his bed, then begins to grind down into his bad. the blanket feels rough against his cøck but it feels so good. "ugh jimin," he moans out a bit too loudly. but he knows non of the boys wake up this early. he bites his lips as he rolls his hips slowly.
he imagines jimin underneath him. begging and pleading for more. with jimins dainty hands scrambling all over his body because he's about to him and doesn't know what to do with his hands.
that image makes jungkook roll his hips faster. he reaches down and wraps his hand around his length. rubbing it quick and fast. he moans louder as he feels his cheeks heat up and stomach bubble with pleasure.
"fůck jimin," jungkook moans loudly as he cums onto his bed. he wipes his hand on his sheets, licking his lips then gently rolling his hips to ride out his orgasm.
he gets up then takes a quick shower. putting on a pair of boxers and shorts when he gets out. he doesn't bother with a shirt so he just walks yo the kitchen to get some food. jimin is sat at the dining table, his cheeks flushed a bright cherry red that jungkook can't help but notice.
he smirks as jimins eyes go wide when he sees him. so he must have heard. "morning," jungkook mumbles casually, making jimin look down at his coffee cup and mumbles it back.
a/n:
y'all know me with endings
20 of 29 reposted .
