#/ but hey ! for once no angst or bratty bs

[inun4ki]

lift

'reasons to cup a face' prompts / accepting

"Ah, maybe I was a little too careless," Kaede murmured to himself.

Careful fingers swept over the edge of a chipped blade, scrutinizing gaze catching on superficial scratches, the slight bend at the tip, blunted edge...

He let out a sigh, pursing his lips, and dropped his arm, pressing the little knife against his whetstone and slowly, methodically beginning to drag it across. This wasn't the first nor would it be the last of his tending, idly sharpening damaged weapons in the hopes that his next trip to some backwater hellhole would prove easier than the last - at the very least. He was as unwilling as any to play at being curse-food, or to be possessed of broken, useless tools in any scenario that could result in an untimely end - or timely, depending on who one asks.

The silence was comfortable, little more than the scrape of metal against stone filling his ears - and, perhaps, the occasional and obviously bored puffs of air coming from Gojo to break the monotony. Admittedly, it was nice having someone else in the room - nice having company. Pleasant, even, despite the intermittent interruption of his concentration. That is to say, he didn't mind at all, content to simply be in the absence of work, special orders, and the like.

He often thought of moments such as these as times to catch up, even though he rarely ever did much talking. Opening his mouth was a double-edged sword - nothing good came out, friendly compliments twisting into petty teases, playfulness morphing into awkward (and stupid) displays of social ineptitude, embarrassment consistently reigning supreme over intention... But every once in a while, he was afforded the opportunity not to come across as a complete and utter fool - like now, in the warm afternoon light where idle hands could occupy themselves and the need for conversation wouldn't pervade. Quiet times to get caught up on that which needed it, be it meticulously guiding a blade across stone or hanging out with...well, a coworker. He didn't really know what to call Gojo, but that was neither here nor there, he supposed.

"Think if I can work out the kinks, it'll do better next time," he said, once more to himself, gaze fixing on a divot along the knife-edge. More effort than a mere few minutes of work would be required, and he was really quite lucky he'd been able to manage thus far, a cool tingle at his fingertips as cursed energy bled into the blade. Folding, compressing, filling, until at last it would again be optimally useful should he find himself entrenched in the worst possible scenario - as had so often come to pass. Still, for a moment, he set his knife aside, flexing his hands and rolling his wrists in an effort to work out any stiffness or soreness. "Nothing like a good knife to change the tide in combat - provided it's properly cared for. I'm not eager to meet death, after all."

He drew his knee up and pressed his cheek into the cap, long hair spooling over his shoulder as a faint breeze fluttered in through the open window. Rubbing his palms, massaging small muscles, he'd become too focused to notice the footsteps tacitly pounding into the hardwood, drawing ever closer. In fact, he'd already picked the knife up again when a shadow was cast, looming over him - but he'd thought a passing cloud had been responsible, writing it off as something natural altogether. He shifted again, folding his other leg in a half-formed criss-cross, but his knife wouldn't again touch the whetstone.

Instead, it loudly clattered to the floor.

Long fingers brushed against his cheek where others hooked underneath his chin, steadily yet insistantly guiding his head upward and off his knee - to look up - warm yet cold all at once, as if clammy from having been balled up for too long. At first, he was surprised, breath catching in his throat from the contact alone, but such was made doubly worse when he couldn't parse the expression Gojo was making. Masked placidity, teasing, a playful edge to something he simply couldn't fathom, too many unknowns wrapped up in one pale face framed in black cloth and white hair-- He nearly recoiled, some small part of him only too happy to almost lean into the touch, twin cornflowers wide open with confusion, curiosity, and the vague need to run the fuck away.

Why was he so close? Why was he touching him, lifting his head, gently urging him to look up and pay attention? Had he missed something, tuned him out and accidentally ignored anything he said? Did Gojo say anything...? Did it even matter? It wasn't as if he could conceal the warmth bitterly staining his skin with shades of pink, nor the miserably transparent quiver of his lip as he gnawed into it, praying to whatever gods may exist that he would not be called out on the storm suddenly overtaking his mind, or the boyish gasp that'd escaped him long before he could regain the wherewithall to choke it down.

"A-ara, Gojo-senpai...? Is there something on my face? Or did you say something...? I-I apologize if you think I've been ignoring you," he rasped softly, blinking in quick succession as one hand rose to cautiously slip around Gojo's wrist. He didn't push nor pull, resist nor encourage, arrested by the proximity. Enough thought whirled through his head to put event he most anxiously thoughtful mind to shame, all in a vain attempt to make sense of what was happening, deconstruct it and piece it all back together. But there were no adequate explanations, no silly excuses he could handwave away - just a persistent enough touch and an imperceptible smile.

Glancing away, he swallowed thinly, free hand tucking a lock of his hair behind an ear. He was nervous.

"Even though I'm not particularly kind to you, you would still... and gently...?"

[shesawriter39049]

|THE PLUG| P.2|M|JIMIN|

**JIMIN GETTING A LATE NIGHT TEXT FROM ANOTHER “CUSTOMER” SEEMS TO STIR UP SOME FEELINGS YOU DIDN'T EVEN KNOW YOU HAD ****

Smut/ LIGHT Angst/ A lil fluff

Jimin and the OC are both whipped at this point...

The OC get’s jealous and a tad bit bratty so Jimin has to put her in her place

Pierced and tatted Jimin

5K

Jimin is a soft dom and a whole daddy, I said what I said....

WARNINGS: Language, dirty talk ,Soft dom Jimin, light cum play, light choking, overstimulation, oral (F receiving) creme pie/unprotected sex,hair puling, Jimin likes to be marked, the OC has a slight pain kink, light daddy kink(it’s not said physically during sex moreso jokingly but it’s used within the series)

Jimin 💨💨😏12:07PM : I’ll be back in town tonight, be ready by 10...pack a bag because I don’t plan on returning you until Monday night…..

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It’s been a little over a week since you’d seen him, the night the two of you ended up going out to dinner Jimin informed you he’d be heading out of town to handle some “Business” . Though he obviously didint go into much deatail you weren’t stupid, I mean the reason you met him in the first place is because he’s your local plug. Well aware that he grows his own supply, so 9 times outta 10 if he was going out of town it was for some sort of drug transaction. Now what you weren’t too sure about is if Jimin handled things stronger than just some ganja...but at the end of the day the less you knew the better!

Honestly, you weren’t expecting much to come from “That night” but you’d be lying if you said it wasn't one of the best dates you’d been on in years.Everything from the conversation, his choice in restaurant ambiance, and of course the sex, fuck...the sex. The kind that could have you on the brink of coming just from the thought of it alone….yeah..that kinda sex!

Ya know what's funny ? While on your date, you finally realized you really don’t know much about Jimin Park, outside of the obvious. So why did your heart damn near fall out of your ass when he told you he had to leave for “business” ? Why are you so anxious to see a man that you barely even know outside of the bedroom?

Believe it or not, this past week is actually the closest you’ve ever felt to him on a personal level outside of sex. While he was away handling whatever, the two of you spoke frequently, typically via text but it’s just the principle. Previously, the only time you’d text is when you were reaching out for a late night “special delivery”. You’d never dream of texting him just because you were bored or stressed..or to share the bomb ass combination of snacks you put together while stoned. Yet as of late you didin’t question yourself if you went to pick up your phone just to forward some stupid Twitter meme.

You were finally starting to learn little things about him, nothing major but still, the two of you did all this backwards so now it’s like your finally transitioning into the friend category. Which excited you as much as it terrifed you...because at the end of the day, behind all the smoke and mirriors, the sex, the pretty face, the nice car...

Jimin.IS.A.DRUG.DEALER. Plain and simple, everything about his life won’t be as pretty as his face!

I mean fuck, what if Jimin went out of town to kill someone for fucking up one of his trancations!? Yes, I know that was a little dramatic, but to be fair..you really don’t “know” him that well sooo…..anythings possible!

Yet, no matter how many thoughts and scenarios you had buzzing through your head that still didn't stop you from packing that overnight bag!

It was going on 10 at night the Friday of Labor Day weekend, and THANK GOD for a four day weekend...Jimin had literally just driven back in town and the first thing he did was pick you up. Secretly feeling like a giddy school girl on the inside once you read his text, it was straight to the point no BS...just flat out “I wanna spend the weekend with you”

The usual cat and mouse game the two of you played were you acted as though the visit was supposed to be solely “Business” related was clearly long gone. Jimin didn't care how much weed you wanted or if you even wanted any to begin with, he just wanted you...in his bed coming on his dick until you were light headed. Plain and simple…

You heard the purr of his blacked out challenger creep up your driveway, as you may or may not have been impatiently waiting for him in the foyer. Freshly showered, overnight bag packed, sexy barely there lingerie, hidden under an oversized tee that you actually stole from him the last time you were over! Forcing yourself to play it cool you waiting for his normal “Here” text before bolting to the door, but to your surprise the minute the door flung open there he was. Resting against the frame of your screen door, skin extremely tanned from whatever state he just came back from. Especially in contrast to his crisp white V-neck, and freshly tousled blonde locks, lips looking even poutier than usual.

“Hey…” fluttered from your chest as you smiled up at him, fuck he was so.Damn.Fine. Brow arched in disapproval at your owe too formal greeting.

“Really!? Is that how you think I wanna be greeted, after not seeing you for a damn week?” There was something extremely sexy about the fact that Jimin did not appear to play games. Very straight forward about what he wanted...and right now that was you….

Head cocked to the side slightly, tongue playing at this bottom lip, eyes unraveling you from head to toe, his ring coated fingers signaled for you to come closer “ Come to daddy…”

Not even trying to hide the exaggerated sigh that left your chest as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. The minute you stepped past the screen he scooped you up, hands taking purchases under your thighs. Knocking you back against the door with one deep roll of his hips, effortlessly snatching a moan from your throat while your head jerked against the glass.Blunt nails clawing at your ass while his tongue licked its way through the seam of your lips with a slight moan.Letting the metal bar from his piercing tease at your bottom lip in the process, fuck you couldnt wait to feel him between your thighs again! “Hii..” Slipped off his tongue, as he rolled his hips even deeper this time smirking against your lips in the process.

Hands roaming up his back purposely digging your nails through the thin fabric of his shirt before letting them get tangled in his hair. Taking a possessive hold on the strands at the nape of his neck, yanking his head back leaving his neck on full display. Breaking away from the kiss to suck on the owe so prominent vein probing through his skin. When it came to you Jimin's neck was his sweet spot, this man loved when you marked him! Claiming such a vulnerable yet “open” place as your own!

One hand coming up to caress the back of your neck holding you in place, as you sucked,licked and nipped at his skin. “Babyyyy” moaned past his lips as he stroked the side of your neck.

“Miss me?” the question was rhetorical, you could feel that he misses you even if it was purely sexual you were just curious if he’d admit it or

“I just drove 7 hours, and picking you up was my first stop...what the fuck do you think?” Another shameless moan rolled off his tongue , as your hands fell from his hair , kissing your way up his jaw, reclining it even more to give you better access.

A humm leaving your lips at that, though you were more flustered at his admission than anything “Good, because I’m over touching myself to that video we made a month ago....I need you to fuck me” Flicking at the hinge with your tongue smirking against his skin once the needies moan imaginable fell from his lips. While his hand crept into your hair, mimicking the hold you held on his, the new position forced you to stare into those big puppy dog eyes of his. Which were screaming how bad he needed you almost more than his cock was as it sat pressed throbbing against your thigh.

Tugging your bottom lip between his teeth, soothing the sting sligthly with his tongue, “Then we should probaly get outta here, before I bend you over, and fuck you on your damn porch!”

“Ohhh, is that a threat or a promise?” Brow quirked...testing your luck

“Baby, remember who your talking to then try that again, so you decide if you want little Susie next door to see you get fucked or not. Because the cops flicking me for indecenent exposure is the last thing on my mind….I’ll fuck you wherever you want me too..”

No, the sharp inhale that flooded your chest didn't go unnoticed, the smirk on Jimin’s face said it all “That’s what I thought….”

~~~~~

You found yourself stoned, laying in a sea of pillows on Jimin’s king sized bed,flicking through Netflix while he was in the shower. The sound of his phone ringing knocked you out of your current haze, not even aware he left it charging on the nightstand. Somehow you magically ended up all the way on the other side of the bed... Which is ironically where his nightstand was..hhmm Imagine that!

The number itself wasn’t saved but it was a local area code, you weren’t his girlfriend so it damn sure isn't your place to check and or answer his phone. More importantly, selling weed IS Jimin’s job. So you shouldn’t be surprised he’s getting random calls, hell you used to be one of those calls.

But thennnnn the person sent a text..and I mean you shouldn't look butttt……

(586) 445-8474: 11:12PM : Jiminieeeeeeeeeeeeee😍😍😍

You couldn't even help the snarl that naturally left your lips at that, everything from the nickname to the 83673 Emojis let you know this was a girl. But again your not official, not even close...so you can’t be mad….

Not even a minute later

(586) 445-8474: 11:12PM : It’s been too long, your favorite client is feeling neglected🥺 ...I think I deserve a special delivery…

“Of fucking course you do….” Eyes rolling to the back of your head more times than you could count, the dialogue just felt a little too familiar for you liking. But again, your not offical, and Jimin’s fine as fuck, you’d be stupid to think other "customers” didn;t have the same agenda as you. But still, THERE. NOT . YOU!

“Oh my fuck really!!?” Yes, you were legit yelling at the phone but I mean in all fairness..she was getting annoying she’s literally blowing Jimin’s phone up right now like dude CHILL! This is your third text in less than 5 minutes! Go play with your vibrator or something clearly he’s busy!

(586) 445-8474: 11:14: You already know what I want...just the usual with a little bonus on the side…..😏😏😏👅👅

I swear you almost threw up in your mouth at that, the sound of the shower shutting off had you flying over to the other side of the bed. Yet you couldn't wash the attitude off your face, not a damn chance....arms crossed eyes glued to all of nothing that danced along his flat screen.

Sauntering out, hair wet, slicked out of his face, his toned and tanned abdomen glistening...towel sitting dangerously low, v lines on full display. Standing there in all his glory, yet  believe it or not you were too damn annoyed to even be turned on right now!

“Your phones been having a seizure by the way…” Words leaving your lips dry as all hell earning an airy chuckle to fall from his lips. Still completely clueless to your current attitude...

“Oh yeah? Ya know, I’ve been saying I need a secretary..seems like your already on top of it...you down for hire?I’d pay you in more ways than one...” Slowly running his tongue along his teeth as he strolled in your direction, muscles flexing as he walked.

“Nah I’m good…” nothing subtle about the bite in our voice, eyes blatantly avoiding him and he already had an idea why. A slight smirk tugging on his lips as he walked over to his phone. Taking a quick look at all 8262 of his missed texts from his mystery customer before making his way over to you.

“Did you even notice I don’t even have her number saved?” To your surprise there wasn't a lick of attitude laced within his tone

Shrugging before he could even complete the sentence, an amused chuckle fluttered through the air, well, I’m glad he found this funny.

Bracing himself on his hands and knees as he crawled over to you, a knot forming in your stomach in anticipation! It was a lot easier to be angry when he was standing afar you didn’t need to see all things that were Jimin Park in close proximity! Fuck, you really didn't wanna cave..even though you really had NO right to be mad, but that's besides the point. Your in too deep at this point ya just gotta commit!

“Stop” spine going rigid at the almost primal glint  that hit his eyes as a narrowed in your direction.

“You know I don’t don’t have time to play games, I told you...daddy had some business to handle...I haven’t had time for anything...or anyone else….” Reaching over grabbing both of your ankles, yanking you down the bed in one swift notion. Breath hiccuping in your chest, at how quickly he moved you, often forgetting how strong this man really was. Positioning you right under him, caging you in. The strong scent of vanilla hitting your nose as you tried your damnedest to keep your best poker face on!  Yet all you wanted to do is lean up and taste those sinfully thick lips of his. He knew it too, the way your eyes immediately dropped down...so he hoovered..nice and low as he talked, purposely teasing you until you had to damn near mentally restrain yourself from chasing after him.

“‘I just got back in town and your the one in my bed so fix your fuckin face….”  There wasn’t any inflation in tone, nor did the tenor change within that tranquil lull he called a voice! Yet you felt you chest get tight..fuck everything got tight. Still baffled by how much authority just slipped past his lips in the calmest tone imaginable.

Turning your head to rest your cheek on the side of the bed, trying to avoid eye contact, clearly he didn't like that. “I never realized how much of a brat you could be ...your usually such a good girl for me is this what happens when I leave you untouched?!” Gripping a chunk of your hair right at the scalp . Tilting your head until your neck was arched off the bed , a hiss leaving your lips from the current sting that was fluttering from your scalp down to your core.

Eyes narrowing in his direction, jaw tight “ I. Don’t. Care. You don't owe me anything so-”

Cutting you off with a snarl, tugging your hair even tighter until he pulled a restrained moan from your throat “ Oh don’t give me that bullshit, you do care, and I no I don't owe you anything...but I’m choosing to let you know…”

Shifting slightly so one of his knees sat between your thighs, pressed firm against your heat, towel falling back on the bed in the process”So how long are you gonna try and sit in my face…” Dropping his posture so he was braced on one elbow...exchange the grip he held on your scalp for your waist. Digging his thumb into your hip “..And act like me telling you, your the only person I’ve been wrapped around...isint why your pussys fuckin soaked..” Pulling your panties to the side just enough to tease you. Slowly rocking your hips against his thigh. Body arching naturally needing to feel more no matter how much you wanted to fight it, and he gave you what you wanted. Lifting your hips, guiding you in a deep wave like motion, applying steady pressure to your clit until it was almost sticking to his thigh...even through your panties ...”Such a greedy little thing aren't you? your gonan fuck around and come all over my thigh if you keep it up, your clits already getting hard baby I can feel it…”

“Oh fuck meeee..” Hissed past your lips in slight defeat as your body betrayed you once again eyes fluttering to the back of your head as you clawed at his sheets

“ Oh I will, especially because..if were being honest... “ Reaching over with his opposite, grabbing a fist full of your shirt, yanking you upright while he rested his weight on his knees. Having your lips flush against his thigh, head lulling on your shoulder as they spread every so slightly, giving you direct  stimulation. Waving his tongue into your mouth, the kiss was hard, deep, so much so that he almost knocked the went out of you. “The idea of me... being the only one to fill you up get’s me sooo fuckin hard..”

Faint kisses fluttered against your lips as he took your hand in his, letting you take a little detour up his chiseled adbodomed, along his chest..edging your way down to his pelvis. Gently digging your nails into his V-Lines...eyes glued to the way his muscles tensed as you ravished over them with the pads of your fingers. Your fingers were tingling you were getting so impatient ...finally guiding you down to stroke his length guiding your movements. Almost as if he was teasing himself, not fully applying steady pressure. Or maybe he was waiting for you to take the lead. Work him in your hand like it was yours ….

The feeling of him hot and ready, throbbing against your palm had you stroking him on your own accord loving the site above you your own little private show. Watching his plush lips part as he slowly started to unravel eyes sitting low.For the first time since you've known him you were the cause of the sudden haze that washed over his body ...a low throaty moan leaving his chest.

“I can’t believe your over here trippin over some bitch on my phone when ....you got me right here hard as fuck ready to do whatever you want me to” Thoes words fell from his lips in nothing but a honey coated moan…”Mmm..you feel that? it's all for you if you want it…”

Aburputy knocking you back on the bed...body bouncing slightly against the mattress “You want it...your pussys telling me how bad you want it, these sexy little panties are soaked baby…” Eyes falling to admire the wet patch forming against your panties, a moan slipping from his lips as he pressed two fingers firm against your clothed slit making your body jerk.”All I thought about my entire ride home was making you come-”

The sound of another incoming text rang through the air completely snatching you out of the mood .

“You should probably get to that , wouldn't want you to miss out on an important customer. “ Rolling your eyes as tried to get up..you thought! One roll of Jimin’s hips knocked you right back on your ass.

“Do you really think I give a fuck about what’s going on, on my phone right now? Your not stupid you know what she wants from me….that’s why your so pissy-”

“I told you I-” 

“Fucking stop-” Cutting you off before you could continue your normal sechduled bullshit! 

“You know why she hit me up….”  Reaching for your shirt  again, pulling  you up to straddle his thighs “..And you care...”  Resting his forehead agaisnt yours…”lie to me again...I fuckin dare you...” There was a good 5 second pause that felt like it lasted a hour your heart was pounding so fast, while Jimin’s eyes pryed into yours “I’m not a child Y/N, I don’t play mind games! What I want, and who I want is right here-”…

“Prove it…”  Fell from your lips before you could even think about it, fuck it was so cliche but you meant it! 

There was a blatant shift once you said that, instantly, his face softened but his eyes got dark “I don't need to prove shit Y/N...you already know and that’s why your upset” Lips ghosting over yours as he spoke, fuck why were you already panting he hasn’t even done anything yet! “Actually... you could feel it,feel that shits shifting between us, and that’s the ONLY reason. You even give a fuck that some chicks on my phone” 

You throat got dry as all hell, deffiently not expecting for him to call you out like that “What you felt wasn’t in your head, it was real,and you’ll feel it again, and again. Until it sticks in that thick ass head of yours that we both have options, but clearly-” Brow quirked arrogantly, almost as if to say “You see where we are..,you already know whats up!”

Shifting forward to lay you back on the bed, grounding his hips into yours to hold you in place . pressing his lips against yours refusing to make the first move, now it was all on you, "Stop being stubborn and tell me that you want me, tell me that you want this..." Voice dropping to a sinful tenor, just as as dominant as it was needy!

"I want it" You didint even need to think about it because he was right..that's the only reason you got upset...you want whatever “This” is .

Slowly sliding his tongue past the seam of your lips at the admission...hands soothing up your thighs pulling back, yanking your shirt over his head "You look good in my shirt by the way..." the contrast of his rings against your skin was inviting since every inch of your body felt like it was set ablaze once he started placing open mouthed kisses down your stomach. Blowing over every spot he licked, eyes zoning in on the way your muscles contracted everytime. “Fuck, I can smell you from here…” Jimin’s mouth was literally watering as your arousal graced his nose.

Soft moans fell from your lips as he spread your legs even wider, pressing your ass firm into his mattress.  Hands kneading at your inner thighs, while you laid there fully exposed giving him free-reign to your body. Yet you didn't feel uncomftable, or embarrassed, in fact it was the exact opposite...suddenly feeling this need within you to let him have you any way he wanted.

“Do you always get this wet or is it just for me?” Teeth sinking into the side of your hip, making you buck into his mouth! Running away from the sting while begging for more all at the same time.

“You, fuck it’s you, please don’t do this, no teasing I’ve been needing you all day…” The admission was honest you woke up aching for him. Once he got to your hip bone you gripped the sheets on command anticipation for him to drag this out and tease you but boy where you damn wrong!

Reclining his jaw, placing his mouth over your lips, swallowing your clit in the process, “Jiminnn” Hands flying to his head, almost trying to pull him off , not expecting it to feel that intense...prepared for him to take it slow, edge you a little for being a brat. But it was clear Jimin wasn't in the mood to play games whatsoever tonight.

“Na-uh...I’m not stopping until your feel it...all of it…” Gliding his tongue along your folds, reaching up to free the hold you held on his hair, intertwining his fingers with yours instead. Back arching slightly as you squeezed down on his fingers, this man was treating your clit as if it was your tounge. There's no other way to describe the intense pressure he was applying to every inch of your heat. Licking,sucking,swirling his tongue around you like it was his life's goal to rip you apart nerve, by nerve  as quickly as possible. You could physically hear the sound of his lips sucking against your juices how wet, and messy you were. “Such a greedy pussy baby…” Smirking against your folds as he watched the way your entrance clenched and released around nothing, sliding his tounge over your slit again this time a little slower. Teasing your entrance, waving it in and out, almost grazing the top of your walls in the process.

By now Jimin knew exactly what do you to get you off within minutes if need be, lapping his tongue around all of the juices falling from every crevice. Eyes wired shut, as your body jerked and tensed at every deadly roll of the tongue, the added sensation from his piercing had you damn near crawling up the bed. You could feel Jimin moaning out a taste of you, every sound vibrated through your body as he captured your clit between his lips, sucking on it mercilessly grazing it gently with his teeth. “Jiminnnn fuckkk..” Back arching off the end as you squeezed down on his fingers even fighter, you were sure his fingers were going numb!  He wasn’t holding back on you tonight kneading out in pleasure burying your face into the sheets, biting down as hard as you could.

A breathy whine of his name feel from your lips as he already knew that meant you were coming, your clit started to tense beneath his tongue. Gently freeing your hand from his, brining it down to meet his tongue. Sliding 3 fingers in knuckle deep in one notion, which pushed you completely over the edge, a brittle cry left your throat. Body naturally jerking away from him as you came, trying to turn on your side, clamping your thighs around his head. Only making him moan even harder as your juices slide down his chin. The vibrations pushing you even further over the edge, working you through your orgasmn he relsed your clit, but still kept slowly pumping his fingers in and out. Soft praises fell from his lips as he watched you fall apart beanthe him.

“God your so fuckin sexy baby, you did sooo good..you taste fuckin amazing…” Voice sitting a little husky, already sounding fucked out. The only noise in the background was the low hum of the tv and the sound of your juices being being roamed around your pussy. Using your own arousal to get himself nice and wet, soft moans fell from his lips as he worked himself in his hand.

The sound alone had you eyes prying open as you reached up, tugging on his chain gently so he’d lean forward.”Come’re..”Sliding your tongue into his mouth, moaning out as you tasted yourself letting your fingers get lost in his slightly damp locks.”Why is your cock in your hand instead of my pussy?” Brow arched arrogently “Fuck, meeee” Biting down on his bottom lip, your request is more of a command, using the brattestt tenor ever but he didint fight you on this. Throbbing too damn hard for you to draw this out, a low growl hissed from his lips as he angled himself at your entrance, pushing into you making you ground your hips into the mattress the pressure was so intense. “Oh my god…” but you damn sure weren't running away, you needed him.

Tilting your head back, jaw slightly ajar, as the blunt head of his dick started morphing his way into your heat as both of you moaning out at the stretch, eyes flutter to the back of your head, bracing your weight on your elbows, while his lips connected to your ear “You feel it yet ?” panted from his lips you could feel him smirking against your skin. Whimpering out in response, slamming your lips back into his as he bottomed out completely damn near knocking the wind out of you in the process.

A low whine leaving your chest, while Jimin braced his hands on your knees spreading them to their breaking point as he started pounding into you.  Jimin was never one to fuck on jack rabbit speed, but he could still get rough and thats the modd he was in tonight, his thrust were slow and deep, but HARD. Pelvis bone grazed your clit at every thrust ‘Fuck I missed this, you feel so good around me baby, so fuckin tight” snarled from his lips

Teeth digging into his bottom lip as he fucked into you, the moans that fell from your throat only edged him on, you swore he was still throbbing even while being balls deep inside you. “How are you still so tight!? you just won't...ease up tonight fuckkkkk…” You were holding onto him for dear life, even as he slid out your pussy would catch him! Clamping down around the tip, walls never fully relaxing, almost as if he had to break his way through with every thrust.

“I told you I needed you, you fucked me soo good the last time baby...it’s all I could think about….” Arching your hips slightly meeting his thrust, challanging them actually,  egging him on to fuck you even harder “Yes-yes-fuckkk-I missed you….” Not sure where that came from but you didn't regret it and you weren't taking it back.

The confession ripped a moan from his throat, as he brought one had up to stroke your jaw, thumb flicking your bottom lip which you welcomed with your tongue. Sucking it into your mouth  with a moan as you rolled your hips even deeper, eyes glued to his.  “ Mmm, I missed you too, fuckk..” Head snapping back at how tight you just got upon him saying that, jaw tight, nostrils flared, completely consumed in everything that is you! “ Goddamn, I’m not gonna last, you gotta let up a little baby fuckk…”  Leaning over to spit directly on your clit.

“I can’t- I can’t -you, you feel too good..” Your words were so broken you were so close, exchanging the hold he had on your hip for neck. Applying just the right amount of pressure, while his other hand came down to work your clit, his skilled fingers circling the overly sensitive bud until your body felt like it was toppling over itself. Crying out his name in boken whispers, as you came with such force Jimin almost felt as if you were pushing in out from how hard you were pulsing around him.

“Fuck..” Growled from his chest, as his hips started to falter “So fuckin wet…babbyyyy…” sounding almost as if he was pleading for you to stop even though to be fair you weren't doing anything. Grinding into your slowly as you whined into the pillow. Bringing his fingers up from your clit letting you taste yourself,using it almost as a distraction.Lapping your tongue over the diggest with a slight moan. You started trying to fuck him back only earning a smack to the clit “No fuck, dont- I’ll come right now and I don’t- fuck- I dont wanan come yet…” Leaning forward to lick his way back into your mouth, deep and slopply, teeth clicking together slightly “It’s so fuckin messy god I love it...love fuckin your pussy baby…” Moaned past him lips as he started picking up his pace again.

“Mmm, I can feel it dripping out...I meant  I said earily...I can’t even get myself this wet...you fuck me soo good Jimin...so good” Letting your figners get tangled in his hair.

“Jesus..” He was winded, and ready to come then and there, but needed to pull one more from you, whether you knew it or not. Taking a moment to pull himself together,before slamming right back into you. The sound of his headboard banging against the wall muffled the sound of you completely falling apart. Once he found your spot again he rammed it mercilessly “Come again, come with me baby please..” Whined form his lips his voice breaking ever so slightly. This time you brought your own hand down to work your clit, Knowing exactly what to do you push you right back to the edge. “Yes, yes, fuck good girl, such a good girl  for me…” He could feel you getting tighter and tighter.

“Comeee, fill me up again baby….let me feel it, all of it!”Knowing you choice of words would push him over the edge,his thrust became uneven and you knew he was done. Your name fell from his lips repeatedly as his warmth spilled through you. Which is actually what triggered your third release, as it came crashing on top of you ripping a silent cry from your throat as your body spazzed around him. Pulling out slowly, only to play in his cum that was leaking out, swirling it around his fingers. Body jerking at every touch, shoving it all back in, followed by his length which had you back coming to a complete arch, nails digging into the sheets. Jimin feathered kisses all over your face, praising you repeatedly trying to get your body to stop shaking.He didn't wanna lose your warmth yet, he needed to feel you, soft moans fell from his lips as he tried to soothe you. His body still just as sensitive, and it didn't help that you were still pulsing around him.

Hands roaming up your thighs, his tongue stroking yours leisurely. Slowly grinding his hips into yours actually somewhat edging you ... giving just enough to have you on the brink of begging for him to give it all to you even though you really couldn’t handle it! Pulling your lips away from his tenantivily “I can’t feel my legs, your legit carrying me the rest of the weekend….” Straight up pouting and 100% serious though Jimin only laughed, an exhausted airy chuckle filled the room.

“Your fault, your challenged me baby girl...I guess you know better than to doubt me huh?” Flicking your bottom lip with ths tounge, the peice of metal teaseing your skin.

“I mean..I dont know, if you’ll fuck me like that everytime I do then maybeeeee-” The sound of his phone ringing finally his body from y yours with a loud sigh

“I gotta get that...All “after hour specials” aside..this..” Flicking his head in the direction of his phone “This is my job, this is my life, my phone rings at all hours of the night and realistically...if they want at least a quarter even if it’s after midnight theres a good chance I’ll make the drop….”

A long sigh left your chest because you knew what he was getting at, as I stated earlier Jimin didn't play games. This was his way of letting you know if you wanted to keep doing whatever “This” is...you’d have to get used to his lifestyle….

Nodding slowing...kissing up his face, until your lips found his again, there was no ulterior motive...you just wanted to taste him. “I have a couple contracts with dispensaries...and cbd shops which is good..because that’s steady reliable money...but I’m a hustler at heart. I take care of myself, have since I was 16, everything I do isn't as clean and pretty as my face…”  his choice of words were playful but there was nothing innocent about what he was implying!

Leaning down to kiss your forehead, a timid smile tugging on his cheeks, you could tell how vulnerable he felt right now. Brining your hands up to soothe his back as he talked.Not sharing too much because in the same notion, outside of the fact that you’ve been buying weed from him for damn near 6 months, on a personal level he dosen’t know much about you either. But considering the way things have escalated recnetly he knows he owes you atleast a vauge warning...

“I’m not gonna lie to you, all of my clients aren’t like Brandi...that’s her name by the way she’s a nurse...or the one who just text I’m sure it’s Tim..he’s an IT guy. They usually come to me once every other month and I put together a Little special. which is equivalent to 2 1/2 eighths! “

Eyes damn near bugging out of your head that,which made  it made him chuckle lightening the mood a little!  Eighters aren’t cheap they could be well over $150 depending on the type so between the two of them Jimin could easily make almost $1000 in one night!

“And yes, since I’m sure it’s been buzzing through your mind some of my clients are just a cliche and shady as you’ve probably imagained…..”

The sharp inhale that left your chest didn't go unnoticed, “ I’m not a rookie baby relax, I’m not reckless, but I’m also not innocent. There maybe nights, or even days were I go MIA and I won’t tell you where I am...the less you know the better.”

The idea of that alone kinda made your heart sink, nights were you'd have to feel him creak out of bed and not know where he was going and more importantly if he’d even make it back. “My lifestyle isn't for everyone, but my bills stay paid and it keeps my savings account up for a rainy day. I don’t have family to lean on...all I got is me...Soo I gotta do what I gotta do….” You heard his voice flutter in his chest at the mention of family, or lack there of!

Reaching up to cup his face in your hands, locking your eyes with his “Why are you telling me all this Jimin….” You needed him to say it..spell it out…

The smile that moved up his face as he licked his lips had your chest tight. The blatant fondness that dance through his eyes as he gazed back at you!

“Because I can’t stop thinking about you, and I don’t want too... I like the idea of you keeping my bed warm for me at night...but I don't want to paint a false picture of who I am. At the end of the day I’m not some corporate hothead in a suit, though I own a few and look damn good in it… too…”

Always so modest eyes rolling to the back of your head, an exhausted giggle left your chest “I like who I’m getting to know, and I know your not some super clean cut guy. And I’m not gonna lie it’s actually kinda sexy…..” You couldn't even hide the smile that creeped up your face if you wanted to as you felt his dick twitch, at the sudden praise.  Almost forgetting he was still buried between your thighs. Making it damn hard to focus on much else  now….

“I-I don't really know how this whole thing works, but I don’t mind trying..and just taking whatever this “thing” is..day by day with you….I’ve known who you were since, the first night I let you in...I’m not expecting you to be anything other than the guy I met outside of Jhonnys” Thumbing at his bottom lip, feeling somewhat anxious after you spit all that out...

The purest smile stretched across his face until you were almost questioning where his eyes went! Sinking his teeth into his bottom lip, nodding slowly , you could physically feel the tension leaving his body .

“You can come with me if you want...I won’t say that often, actually probaly ever..but Tim and Brandi are harmeless..and they live in the fuckin burbs!  Also, it would let Brandi know that I gotta take my late night specials off the menu…”

You couldn’t help but snort out a laugh at that nudging his chest playfully “If I go there's 3 stipulations.”

Brow arching in curiosity ‘Hmmm?”

“1st, you need to roll me a joint, because my muscles are aching thanks to somebody!! “ A smug smirk tugged on his lips at that

“Two….you gotta buy me whatever I want from 7/11 because you live in Africa and I need snacks for the road” A cackle ruperted from his chest, Jimin had one of the purest laughs you’d every heard. What makes it even better is he laughs with his entire body, almost falling off the bed in the process.

“And last ...were gonna play 21 questions….on our ride down there...I’m not here to find out your secret sauce for your fire hybrids..I just ...wanna get to know you...not “Jimin The Plug”...just..my Jimin…” Feeling somewhat shy once you said that, especially because you already claimed him without even realizing it! But the smile that moved up his face as he strolled closer killed any doubts…

“Your Jimin” Hmmm..I like that, and it’s a deal...to all three...and thennnn…” Crawling his way over to you, letting his body hoover over yours “When we get back...we can crawl back into bed and I’ll  fuck you right to sleep…”

THATS ALL SHE WROTE!!! FOR NOW...I ACTUALLY ALREADY HAVE AN IDEA FOR PART 3 ( IT GETS A LITTLE ANGSTY) SO IF THIS GETS ENOUGH LOVE ILL ADD IT TO MY LIST. IF YOU LIKED IT “LIKE IT” COME DROP BY THE ASKS AND LEMME KNOW…

SIDE NOTE: Leave a comment if you want me to do a little excerpt of  their 21 questions car ride...for the MOST part the questions will be legit. Not “what's a kink I don't know about” it will be them actually getting to know each other BUT it’s Jimin so it will get a little cheeky of course!!

UPDATE AS OF 9/8- I AM DOING A 21Q’S CHAPTER...SOOO SEND ME QUESTIONS YOU’D LIKE TO KNOW ABOUT THE OC AND JIMIN!! 

LOVE YOU GUYS AS ALWAYS,

ROCKI