About Time | BTS Series (Jungkook, Jimin)

Log. 58: Remedy

He breathed a sigh of relief, his gentle smile came back onto his face and I couldn't stop myself from brushing my lips over his. The quick peck on his lips turned into a hungry kiss when he pressed me tightly against him and kissed me back. I felt his chest rumbling with a deep grunt just as my knees started to turn into jelly. What held me up were his arms around me, keeping me pressed to him before I could even attach my arms around him.

"Take me to bed, Jimin," I said, breaking the kiss with a sigh.

When I pulled back to pull him into his bedroom, he groaned and refused to let me go. With his arms tightening around my waist, he carried me up, making me kick off my shoes and wrap my legs around his waist as he began to take me into the bedroom, hastily kissing my lips on the way there.

Jimin was almost breathless when he laid me down onto the bed, then climbed up to follow me after kicking his own shoes off. He didn't wait long before capturing my lips on his again, pinning me right at the center of his bed as if he was afraid I would run away.

"Are you tired?" he asks me softly as he nipped on my jawline, giving me a moment to breathe.

"Kinda. Why?"

He sighed. "I just—you are so irresistible."

I couldn't help but chuckle. "Who? Me?"

Instead of answering me, he lowered his head, kissing the side of my neck and I felt all the goosebumps forming on my skin. It was almost the same as they did when he touched me under the clear night sky. Except that it was no longer windy and I was still terribly sensitive to every touch he gave me. "I want to make love to you so bad," he whispered, not bothering to wait until I responded when he bit down playfully on the exposed skin right above the neckline of my sweater.

He splayed his hand on my stomach, the warmth of his touch seeping through my sweater. Then his hand slipped under the hem, stroking my bare skin, sending tremors through me as he reminded me of how he touched me before.

"You already gave me so much pleasure and made me cum under the stars," I said to him, my voice shaking and breathless as I arched against his palm.

"I certainly did—" he said, giving me a lazy grin. There was a hint of pride glowing in his eyes, no doubt reminiscing on how he brought me up to bliss right at the top of the hills, where only he and I existed.

Already, my body grew hot with need, calling him to touch me again. His delicate fingers tracing along my belly and up to my breasts felt good, but it was nothing compared to when he slid his fingers down, drifting lower until he could slide under the waistband of my jeans and under my panties so effortlessly as if he already knew every curve and every ridge of my body to find his way.

Jimin pressed his lips at my ear, nibbling gently as he pressed his fingers into my folds, spreading me open. My breath became a rush of short pants as I rocked into his touch and he began stroking me, giving me long, firm thrusts that sent electric shocks up my spine and liquified my bones almost instantly. My hips rolled against his hand and the pleasure peaked incredibly fast, as I was still too sensitive after the intense pleasure he gave me tonight, after what we had shared back on the rocks, after what he made me feel. My panties were still wet, and it was about to get even more drenched as he kept touching me with all the right ways he knew just exactly how to.

"Oh god—" I moaned while my body kept moving on its own accord, seeking release to the mounting pleasure rising inside me. "Jimin, please—"

"So sweet. You always look so pretty when you cum. When you release your climax on my fingers or my tongue," he murmured while scraping his teeth on my skin, tasting me. "I want you so bad, _____."