We enter the elevator and he presses a button which I deduce is the highest floor of the place. Even the elevator is literally better than me.

I breathe through my nose and throw the air out of my mouth to relax. I look at my reflection thanks to the mirror with which the large elevator is decorated, I feel uncomfortable. I hate the reflection I see of myself. Suddenly I feel ugly and inadequate.

Jimin suddenly snorts and clicks a yellow button for emergencies that causes the elevator to stop suddenly, I lose my balance and hold on to him so as not to fall. I sigh in fright, widening my eyes.

《Jimin what are you doing?》

His jaw contracts, he nails his gaze back to me, I let go of his arm. We challenge each other for short seconds until he starts talking.

《I can't stand to see you like this.》

《Well sorry, but you will have to endure it.》 I answer more irritated than I would like.

《I hate this.》

《What?》

《I hate the fact that you care so much, I hate that you made yourself so beautiful, I hate that Yoongi introduces you as his.》 He says in one breath, leaving me stunned.

《Jimin ...》

My gaze softens as soon as I hear his voice break as he says it.

His hand creeps into my neck pushes my head towards his until our foreheads touch. He closes his eyes and breathes through parted lips, I keep my eyes on him, my body is rigid. If before I was agitated, anxious, and nervous now, I was exploding from the heat.

I don't know what he's doing but everything is so sweet. He is capable of annoying me immediately but also making me docile the next moment.

We approach our bodies together, his lips touch mine and I can't believe I'm praying that he does more. Much more.

He whispers on my lips.

《Chaerin I ...》

We give up.

Our lips meet again, in a kiss so intense that makes us both lose balance, I slam my back in the iron behind me making a groan of pain escaped, he takes advantage of it to insert his tongue into my mouth.

His hands touch me but it's insecure, he wants permission to do more and I give it to him, I take his hands and slide them onto my ass.

He spins me around, my breasts squeeze on the freezing surface of the elevator. In a quick move, he raises my dress exposing my butt in the air, makes me understand that he appreciates them by holding my buttock in his hand.

He turns my face to kiss him and presses his hardness behind me, the shakes along my back make me forget that all this is wrong now.

He gets the flash of his pants off and pulls his hard cock out, I see everything from the reflection of the glass.

He pumps himself, and in a seductive tone, he asks.

《Ma Chérie, do you want it?》

I nod, my cheeks are red and lips marked by his teeth.

He moves my panties and without wasting a moment I feel his wet tip pushing inside me. I hold onto the glass with my palm, leaving my mark on it.

《You don't know how long I've been waiting for this ...》

I feel his warm breath on my exposed shoulder, he kisses it softly as he fills me in slowly.

I open my mouth holding back a groan, its hardness is completely enlarging my pussy. We both sigh with pleasure.

He starts moving.《You're so tight.》

My face is turned towards the glass and my frenetic breathing tarnishes the mirror.

《Jimin ...》 I groan his name as I notice that he looks at my expression of pleasure from the mirror, he loves to see me while he fucks me.

His hips move at a stable speed, he holds my waist with one hand and the other holds my shoulder still on the surface.

It doesn't take long before the orgasm is formed, still a few pushes and ...

《Chaerin?》

I shake my head, his voice abruptly brings me to reality.

I swallow, open, and close my mouth a couple of times unable to utter a word.

I look at the mirror, no handprints, only the reflection of my red face. I look at my dress, it's still normal and not raised.

That means ...

I can't believe I was daydreaming about fucking with Jimin in the elevator ... what is wrong with me? My brain has gone out.

He grins as if he has read my thoughts. Our bodies are attacked and the lift is stopped, so that part is real ...

But did we kiss again? I no longer distinguish reality from dreams.

《I um, I was ...》 I look around us, confused and I detach from him.

《Ma chaérie.》

At a certain point, he falls silent, raises his nose upwards, and sniffs the air a few times, frowns, and with wide eyes looks at me and asks.

《Can you smell this?》

I sniff around us a few times, maybe something is burning?

《I don't smell anything, what smell?》

《The smell of sexual tension between us.》

I sigh putting a hand on my face.

《You're unstoppable.》I say moving my head, amused.

《Something tells me that your mind was fantasizing about something worse.》

I cross my arms.

《Absolutely not.》

Jimin chuckles and raises his face upwards, sighing.

《You are a terrible liar.》

He starts the elevator again, the doors open and I go down immediately, he follows me immediately after. I try to eliminate everything that happened there. I erase everything, real or not.

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Hey guys! How are you? Things are getting better here, slowly we are returning to normality. How about you guys?

Anyway, hope y'all like the chapter. I mean, who doesn't daydream like that about Chim Chim? Lol.

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