Behind Closed Doors || Bts Jimin FF || Enemies To Lovers

01

Everything was a blur.

Your mind was a mixture of booze and smoke, the smoke from your peers filling your lungs in a state of second hand smoke.

You were stumbling up the stairs, latching onto the handrail like you were holding onto your last seconds of life. You reach the top with a mostly empty red cup loosely held in your hand.

As you stumble down the upstairs hallway, using the wall as a guide, you push when you feel the brief frame of what you assumed to be a bedroom door. You almost fall through the empty doorway but you manage to save yourself by holding onto the door handle.

A soft hand works its way around your waist, holding you up so you don't fall.

"Hey pretty lady, be careful" the soft voice slurred in a drunken state. You smiled a crooked smile as your eyes lay heavy, smiling up at what your drunk state thought was some beautiful angel.

"Woah...pretty boy" you weakly raise a hand to the man's soft voice, caressing it with a soft hum.

You let your hand drop to your side as you push yourself away from the boy and drag yourself to the bed in the back centre of the room, throwing yourself onto the bed, your body slightly raising at the impact.

You feel a weight besides on the bed, someone lay next to you.

You roll on your side, resting your head on your arm. You look up at the man, eyes heavy and droopy from the alcohol flowing through your system.

Lost in thought, completely unaware of what you were about to do...you slightly push yourself up and cradle his waist, cupping his soft cheeks.

You begin to slowly  lean your head towards his, closer and closer until your nose was lightly brushing against his. You lean in once more and press your soft lips against his.

Pausing and pulling back a small bit, you lean back in as he takes your waist into his small hands, flipping you over so that he was hovering above you. He roughly presses his lips against your own, letting out heavy breaths every few seconds.

The further into the kiss you go, the more passion filled it becomes.

You could almost feel the emotion and passion in th kiss. Your lips moved against his and his against yours, even as he slipped his tongue passed your rose-coloured lips, you never once stopped to rethink if what you were doing was the right thing, you were to enchanced in the moment.

Maybe it was the alcohol that made you like this, maybe not, but you didn't care, you needed this and you wanted this.

The mystery man brings his hand to the bottom of your lose fitting t-shirt, pulling it up and above your head, forcing your lips to separate for a short while.

After your shirt is removed, laying somewhere on the floor in a pile of fabric, you swiftly remove the man's shirt from his body so that you are both shirtless.

He begins to leave wet kisses on the soft surface of your neck, leaving wet kisses that will soon blossom into blue and purple love bites.

Traveling down to your breasts, he snakes a hand around you back causing your back to arch slightly. He gently takes the fabric of your bra clasp between his fingers, un hooking the small hooks, allowing your bra to fall softly against your skin. Taking the bra straps off of your shoulders, he takes the bra in his hand and throws the fabric onto the floor next to your t-shirt.

His lips travel further and further down your torso, wet kisses trailing behind as you run your fingers through his soft locks of hair.

Finally, he reaches the beginning of the waist of your trousers. Taking one lust filled gaze at you, he begins to unbuckle your belt before taking the buttons between his fingers, separating them from the material of the trousers.

He hooks his fingers around the waist of the trousers then begins to pull them away from your skin? Pulling them down until they hand around your ankles. With one final tug he successfully removes the clothing piece from your body, leaving you only in your underwear with a hungry beast hovering above you.

The man begins to remove his trousers from his toned petite body, leaving them in a messy pile somewhere on the floor.

He takes a small packet out of his trouser pocket and places it on the bed.

You both begin to remove your underwear in a drunken haze leaving you both completely naked.

The man rips the packet open and pulls out pulls out a ring of protection.  He rolls the condom onto his P3nis and once again hovers above your naked body.

"Are you ready?" He slurs, placing a gentle kiss onto his lips.

You shake your head loosely, humming softly. With one final kiss, he pushes his errection into your sensual hole (cringe).

You gasp at the sudden movement, your breathing becomes heavy.

He begins to move faster, thrusting his hips into yours as you both let moans escape from your swollen lips.

If only you were aware of who the man who was currently inside of you was...maybe you wouldn't be this willing.