(Please do appreciate all these effin collages I'm making, cause it takes me ages 😂😂🤣)
Anyway.
Here we are again with our moral support:I feel like this chapter is not in need of Mother Tae-resa just yet.
However, it does need this:
I had meant to go slow with Jimin.
Had fully intended to ease into this change in our relationship.
Well, I had definitely eased into something, but it wasn't in any way slow.
Jimin panted beneath me, his glorious moans and throaty groans filling the room of my trailer.
I thrust into him harder, sweat coating my skin and my breathing leaving my lips in heavy pants too.Nothing - absolutely nothing could compare to the feeling of being inside him and making him loose his shit.
And I had made a point of driving him more insane than he drove me.
I always won games.
At any cost."P-please..." Jimin begged in a raspy voice and this too, was something I couldn't get enough of.
How he begged me with such a desperate, shaking voice.I grinned as the feeling of being all powerful coursed through me.
Powerful and in control.
I loved it that way.
As did Jimin, judging by the fact that I held his wrists trapped behind his back with of one hand while I used my other one to gain me some leverage on his hips to drive harder into him.
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