Jimin

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      The Slytherin dorms were quiet as you crept from your bedroom

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      The Slytherin dorms were quiet as you crept from your bedroom. Slipping through the dark hallway, you pulled the small piece of parchment that had been left in your potions book out of your pocket. "Common Room, Midnight" was all it said. Slipping along the dark stone wall you came to stand in the doorway of the common room. Someone was sitting at the other end of the room in front of the fireplace. Looking down at the note you took a deep breath, stuffed it back in the pocket of your robes and stepped through the stone archway.

     Nearing the fireplace the shape that came into view was that of Park Jimin, a transfer student who had been top of his class in Korea and was provided the option to study abroad. He was sitting at one of the tables leaning over a textbook, his quill scratching away on his parchment. Looking around the room, he was the only one there, your eyes shifted to the large clock on the wall, 12:05. You wouldn't know if you didn't ask. When the school got word that Jimin was coming and would be joining Slytherin House some of the professors tried to teach the students a few words and phrases to make him feel welcome. You gently cleared your throat as you neared the table.

     "Annyeonghaseyo, Jimin." His head shot up from his work, he looked at you a moment in the dim firelight of the common room.

     "Ah, hello!" He smiled widely. One thing that had been obvious about him almost as soon as he arrived was how charming he was. He had that charisma about him that just seems to ooze from Slytherins.

     "You're up late, it's already past midnight." Biting your lip you quickly tried to think of why he'd still be up. "Are you having trouble with an assignment?" His full lips formed into an O as he looked back at his writings,

    "Oh no, no trouble. Extra study to pass the time."

     "Pass the time for what?" His brow furrowed a moment as he tried to find the right words.

     "I was... waiting. Waiting for you." He smirked, his voice dripped with his accent. His speech was a little broken but you got your answer.

     "You put that note in my book?" He nodded, standing from his chair. You had to raise your eyes when he stood in front of you, he was a few inches taller.

     "I wanted to meet you since I arrived. But... no luck." Your cheeks flushed red in the light of the fireplace.

     "You wanted to meet me?" Jimin nodded again, closing the gap between you.

     "You're very pretty. I keep thinking about you."

     "Why did we have to meet at midnight? Why couldn't we meet during the day?"

     "During day, uh, common room is crowded. Lots of people." He was right, the whole dorm was busy with students going back and forth. "Too busy for what I want," He leaned down slowly with his words and his lips pressed against yours. He certainly didn't waste any time did he? You thought about pushing him away but the soft plumpness of his lips moving against yours caused you to lose your senses for a moment.

     You stepped forward, sliding your hands from his chest, up around his neck. Jimin's hands found your hips holding you tighter against him, his tongue slid against your bottom lip, requesting permission to deepen the kiss. He tasted sweet and yet spicy, you remembered his preference for spicy food and the bottle of hot sauce that usually sat next to his plate in the Great Hall. His kisses trailed down your jaw, to the sensitive spot behind your ear and down your neck. He lifted you up onto the table, nestling his body between your legs, fingertips grazing your sides as he continued to attack your neck.

     "Neoneun jeongmal areumdawo." His voice was muffled against your skin. It had a different tone in it when he spoke Korean that made you shiver against his mouth. You made a small sound, not understanding his words. "You are so beautiful." He translated. Your cheeks flushed again as his lips moved to your collarbone. You had leaned your head back when a sound echoed through the hall. Shit! It was still early enough for the Prefects to be on patrol.

     You had Jimin grab his things, leading him down an opposite hallway and behind the door of an isolated passageway. The dark corridor was lined with large windows that looked out through the dark depths of the black lake. Once satisfied with your location he dropped his books, backing you up against one of the windows. He pulled at his tie, loosening the knot as his lips crashed back onto yours, your fingers worked the buttons on your blouse and pulled it off your shoulders desperate to feel more of his touch.

     Making quick work of your bra his head dipped, rolling your hard nipple between his plump lips and gently sucking. A whimper escaped your throat as you scrambled to pull the shirt from his body. He gave you only a moment to take in the sight of his shirtless form before dropping to his knees, hands slithering up your skirt until your panties hit the floor. The look he shot you through his hooded eyes made you shiver, unable to protest when he slung your leg over his shoulder and disappeared under your skirt.

     "Oh my... J-Jimin..." You had to place a hand on his shoulder to stabilize yourself as his warm lips attacked your core. He was like a man starved for food, his mouth explored all of you, his tongue flicking across your swollen clit. You leaned your head against the glass when his fingers slid into you, trying to restrain your moans lest you be heard. "Jimin don't stop please... Please I'm so close.." Your knees began to buckle, the feeling of his fingers and luscious lips moving on your sensitive flesh was too much. He pulled your skirt just far enough that his eyes were again visible, focused on you as you began to unravel around his fingers that continued to stroke you.

     His free hand pushed his trousers and underwear down as he stood from the floor. Not bothering with your skirt Jimin lifted you, guiding your legs around his waist as his hard cock slipped inside your still quivering body. Your nails dug into his bare shoulders feeling him stretch you and he paused a moment before he moved. His hands cupped your ass holding you steady, his breathing trembled when he finally began thrusting into you.

     "Mm Jagiya! You are so soft and warm." His voice was low in his throat and thick with his accent. Jimin picked up speed, driving himself deeper and harder into your already throbbing core. "Do I make you feel good?"

     "Yes Jimin!" Your arms clung to his shoulders, rolling your hips against his thrusts. He held your hips tighter against his, the other hand slid between your breasts stopping at the base of your neck and firmly squeezed as he pressed your back to the glass of the window.

     Words poured from his trembling lips as he fucked you. You didn't know what he was saying but you knew how hot it sounded when he said it. Closing your eyes, you listened to the string of his breathless words and moans that intertwined with yours. His thrusts began to get messy, sensing his end was in sight you snapped your hips harder against him, anxious to bring him to that ultimate high. You leaned in just enough that you could nibble his ear.

     "Is my Jiminie going to cum for me?" You cooed. His thick lips parted as he moaned again, his fingers dug into your hips as he nodded.

     "Mmm Jagiya... so wet!" You smirked, wanting to bring him the same pleasure he had given you.

     "I'm wet for you." You grinned, looking deep in his eyes. "Only wet for you." He let out another ragged moan as he went over the edge, releasing deep inside you, and riding his high until his knees were weak. He withdrew and gently set you back on your feet.

     He brushed your hair out of your face. His thumb brushed against your cheek, taking in your flushed features in the dim light, and he kissed you sweetly. You didn't know where things between the two of you went from here but one thing was for sure.

Starting tomorrow, you were going to learn Korean.





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