Fifty Shades Of Park Jimin

•Chapter 39•

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"Jimin, how long are we going to stay here for?" I giggle quietly under his hold. We're still in the shower, the water still falling onto us as we're both in each others embrace. His arms draped around my waist while his head rests on mine. Our hands tangled with one another, resting besides us as his wet chest hits my back.

"Just for a little longer". He whispers into my hair lightly. I nod my head agreeing, I don't want to let him go, I don't want to be out of his hold because I know that we have to escape the little bubble we're living in and return to the reality.

"My hands are all pruney" I laugh to myself, while looking down at my hands which are all shrivelled from being under the water too long.

Turning the shower off, he grabs a towel and dries me down. Starting from the bottom gradually making his way up my body. The towel feels rough against my smooth skin as the water droplets are being wiped away quickly. He secures the towel around me, wrapping it firmly in place so it doesn't fall carelessly.

"Come, I want to show you something.." Taking my hand in his he leads me towards the bedroom instructing me to sit on the edge of the bed. Pulling one of his white t-shirts over his head and his black jeans at his waist, he walks over to the bed again leaning towards me.

"Stay here and wait till I get back. I want to try something but you have to trust me". From the look in his eyes I can see the thirst running through them along with sincerity. I gulp as he caresses my cheek, brushing the wet hair from my face and tucking it behind my ear. Lightly skimming my cheek with his hand and I can feel the burn with just his simple touch. "Do you trust me y/n?" The question catches me off guard. Do I trust him? There's so much more that I need to learn about him, there's so many more barriers that I need to break through to get to the real Jimin. Not just the kinky Jimin. But whenever I'm around him I feel safe. So safe.

"I do. I do trust you.." I hold his hand that's cupping my face, intertwining my fingers with his. He looks over to our now joined hands and lets go of me.

"Wait for me...I need to get something.." And just with that he walks out of the door, leaving me on the edge of the bed anticipating for what's to come.

I don't know how long he takes, it must be around ten to fifteen minutes. But for those minutes my mind is just wandering endlessly to what he might be doing behind these bedroom doors. The worst possible situations keep popping up into my head but I quickly dismiss them, knowing Jimin would never hurt me in anyway. He returns to the room and my eyes shoot over to him. He's holding ice cream. It looks like vanilla. The irony hits me as I remember Jimin once telling me he's never had vanilla sex with any woman before. It's always been the playroom type of relationship. But it's a lot different with me.

Strolling towards me he takes a scoop of his ice cream and licks it off the spoon slowly. I watch how he sensually licks the cream savouring each bit. I gulp, his seduction skills are a real turn on. He smirks when he sees my reaction but I can't imagine what he's seeing. Me, possibly flushed with my wet and messy hair from the intense shower we just had. Yet he looks completely different. His hair is wet but the way it droops over his forehead effortlessly is breath taking, his skin glowing, eyes bright and face luminous. The way I want to feel his lips run all over my entire body sends a spark to drive up within me.

"Lay back into the bed". His voice is deep and hoarse, it sends vibrations to run inside my body. His eyes gazing into mine with such intensity it makes me nervous. I can sense the excitement in his demeanour, the way he's tilting his head to observe me at a better angle. The way his breathing has faltered by just the sight of me. It seems I can the same affect that he does on me.