Jimins small hands pushed you backwards as he leaned over your scantily clad chest. His hot breath seared your neck as he kissed and bit it tenderly. He trailed kisses down, pausing at the cusp of your bra.
He looked up at your closed eyes and slowly tasted your skin, between each kiss, a longing pant escaped you both.
"Baby" he whispered, undoing the button on your jeans. "I'm hungry," he eyed you off, licking his lips.
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