Not What it Seems | BTS x Reader | Reverse Harem

Chapter 10 - Kiss Your Neck 🔥🔥

"I'll get Y/N to sit on me," Jimin volunteered. "I think if she were to sit on you hyung, your legs would break."

Embarrassed, I smacked Jimin in the back of his head for insulting me like that.

"ARE YOU DRUNK?!" Was all I could manage.

Both Hoseok and Jimin broke out into laughter, and I could see their breaths in the freezing winter night.

"Alright, thanks for sacrificing yourself!" Hoseok piped before sliding in and greeting the adults in the front seat.

It was when Jimin sat down in the car did the gravity of the whole situation hit me. Jimin was gesturing me to come in, and I had no idea where to start.

Awkwardly I managed to climb in and slide the door shut before slowly putting my weight onto him.

Although his thick coat cushioned my back, he was only wearing skinny jeans, and I could feel everything.

"Am I.. Am I hurting you, sunbae?" I asked after getting into a good position.

"Don't move."

"Wha-"

"I said don't move."

Afraid I was causing him pain, I clung onto the safety rail for dear life and lifted as much of my own body weight as possible.

The car ride was normal.

Hoseok chatted cordially with the two in front, making jokes here and there about the drunk members, while Jungkook patiently cradled a limp Taehyung, snoring very loudly.

Jimin and I stayed very quiet, while the music on the radio was blaring.

Going off the main road, the traffic cleared and everything else was fine until we hit a speed bump. The bump caused me to jump for a little bit before landing back on Jimin's lap.

That's when I felt it.

He was hard under me. And it felt good.

Hoping I didn't notice, Jimin was tense and tried to move himself as far away as possible. He tried shifting his legs only to cause me to fall harder onto him, my hips firmly in between his legs.

Like it was divine intervention, the van turned into a bumpy road.

At that point, I could feel him rub against me and I gasped. I could've sworn I heard him let out a moan too.

My chest suddenly became heavy, and my breathing quickened. Matching my unsteady heartbeat. I was tense, yet all I wanted to do was move against him.

Turning off the bumpy road, the car ride returned to normal, and I thought it was all over.

That was until I felt Jimin's hands on my hips.

He was holding me down, and his fingers were digging into me. Encouragingly, he started swaying my hips backwards and forwards. And I felt him, again, and again, and again.

I held onto his arms allowing him to make me feel good. I gripped him hard and ran my fingers up his strong, muscular arms. His biceps were bulging and flexed, but that wasn't the only bulge I could feel under his clothes.