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They sat near the roadside, silence surrounding them like a heavy blanket. Two men in their mid 20s, who were dragged into this mess by the unknown, unbeknownst of its real intentions.
Jimin was sitting in a squatted position with the hem of his dress-shirt hung down, touching the muddy floor beneath unlike the concrete road alongside which he sat. His head was lowered, strands of hair tangled between his fingers as he displayed the look of someone who was confused and distressed by their current situation, and for a fact it actually was the case.
“You're really going to blame me for all this? Oh please!”
Jungkook scoffed rolling his eyes before continuing, “If I'm at fault then so are you, little kitten, and as far as I know, it was your idea to chase after that weirdo not mine.”
The silver haired guy looked up finally meeting the man's gaze with a challenging one, clearly livid. The tall ebony haired bunny like man stood with a smug expression plastered on his as much stupidly handsome face which further inflated Jimin's anger. He stood up from the squatting position, legs almost giving out because of the numbness from staying like that for the past half an hour.
“Ah finally! I thought you lost your ability to hear.” The taller teased. He had the audacity to joke around at this time? Jimin was so close to yeeting off of the edge of his brimming patience. He had been compliant for a week now and this is not how he wished to lose control. Atleast not in a situation like this.
The shorter male inhaled a long breath then exhaled slowly, repeating the motion for a few times to calm down his nerves before turning to face the man whose amused gaze didn't leave his face for even a second.
“Shut the fuck up before you loose the ability to talk little Jeon” Jimin remarked with gritted teeth, he knew what affect the pet name had on the other. And it worked this time around as well. Jungkook's smile dropped, eyes turning dark, the silver haired smirked in triumph.
Though he regained himself quite quick and let out an airy chuckle, “oh really? And how exactly are you going to shut my mouth huh? Is it by that pretty one of yours against mine?” Jungkook walked towards Jimin and leaned close to his face. Jimin struggled to control the rapid pacing of his heart but his ego would never let him submit to the taller's flirtatious tricks.
Even if they hadn't known each other for long, they were well aware how to turn the tables around, knowing all well about the other's sensitive spots and always targeting back and forth to satisfy their own egos.
Their meeting was like no other, but that's a story for another time.
“you wish, but I don't work this pretty mouth for worthless things. Lean back your breath stinks like rotten cucumbers.” The taller's eyes widened and he pulled back, a mixture of frown and challenge present in his facial expression as he turned away from the silver haired male who finally released the breath he didn't realise he was holding back.
Jungkook did a quick check of his breath to confirm whether the older guy was actually stating the truth or.. he chuckled once again when he realised what Jimin had made him do to avoid their proximity.
“And yet you manage to get nervous around me huh” the taller questioned rhetorically and turned around again, the cocky smirk climbing back to his lips, the lips which Jimin thought were so perfect and kissable but would never admit out loud.
“If you hadn't bolted from our group to come find me then this wouldn't have been happening at all!” Jimin ignored his previous statement and continued. “I had already found the man and the situation was under control, if only you hadn't appeared then atleast he wouldn't have escaped away with my handbag.” Jimin let out angrily.
“Oh, so instead of thanking me for saving you from that lunatic you're just going to blame me for a good deed? This world really has evolved with cruel beings all over” Jungkook sighed dramatically.
He then flicked his imaginary long hair before continuing, “pretty angel little me, always the victim of said cruel beings” Jungkook said, failing to hide the smirk as he said those words, clearly directed at the silver haired.
That's it, he's being a cocky jerk again.
“you-”
He was cut off when they suddenly heard the loud rumbling of clouds above them. Jimin flinched and looked up, ofcourse the weather had been getting windy but they were too lost in distress to notice the changes. It was a few seconds later that tiny drops of water started hitting the earth, falling on them and increasing their pace with every second.
“ah shooot! My expensive leather shoes are gonna be ruined!!” the taller groaned as he tried to find shelter under a tree by the roadside. Jimin turned to him and laughed at his pathetic state as he tried to wipe the droplets off his footwear with his handkerchief.
“karma surely served you well” Jimin mocked, still standing in the same position as before. Now getting drenched with the water falling unto them.
"Oh c'mon! It's Louis Vuitton!"
Jimin doesn't care what brand it is, he needed to cool down and fortunately the rain did help to some extent. Jimin loved the rain and wouldn't miss a chance of getting wet in it unless absolutely unnecessary.
The taller behind him just made sounds of 'tch' from time to time, huffing and groaning, the rain getting heavier which made Jimin shiver, the cool wind hit him perfectly from that position and he was wearing a thin silk white dress-shirt. No matter how much he loved the rain, this wasn't the time to play around.
“come on, throw away your useless shoes or whatever, just follow me. We're gonna have to find a place to rest and figure out something by tomorrow morning.” The silver haired glanced down at his watch, broken glass showcasing 8:49pm which apparently stopped working when he was chasing the thief and fell down. He wonders how late is it already.
The ebony haired man glanced up at the older for a second, then up again as he took in his drenched state, totally wet. Jimin's shirt was sticking to his curves perfectly as the water droplets rolled down his neck and collarbones down to his chest, disappearing inside. The cloth clenching his figure just in the right places accentuating his lean figure and tiny waist.
Jungkook brushed off the thoughts OR the water dripping from his hair and sighed while looking down. His shoes were definitely ruined so there's no use in trying to fix this. He decided to give in just this once because he knew the silver haired was right and they didn't have any other choice.
Jungkook started looking around and spotted a narrow roadway, allbeit covered by bushes yet still visible, there was a bungalow like structure not so far glowing due to the multi-coloured fairy lights draped across it. He looked back at the shorter male who was already eyeing the direction before turning to face Jungkook, their eyes meeting for a brief second.
“i guess that will have to do.” Jimin said and the taller nodded.
♡
They followed through the dark path and reached the lights. To their luck, the bungalow was actually an Inn. They both stood at the reception, completely soaked and dripping as an elderly woman stood across the desk. She looked up and eyed the two before exclaiming, “oh my! You both look like human sponges! Let me grab a towel for you just a minute.”
She disappeared behind the staff door and not 2 minutes later returned with a bundle of towels. Jungkook thanked her before receiving a towel.
“Ma'am, are there any rooms available? We actually lost touch with our travel crew and our belongings were stolen. Could you please let us stay the night? We promise to pay as soon as we contact our crew.”
The silver haired requested once he had the towel draped across his shoulder. Jungkook drying off his wet locks as he watched intently.
The old lady paused before checking if there were any rooms available. “I'm sorry to say this dear, but all our rooms are booked. And even if we had a room, we can't let you check-in without your IDs or some other identity verification.” she gave them a sympathetic look and moved away from the computer. Her glasses resting on the bridge of her nose.
“oh no! Please ma'am, you're our last hope.. we don't have anywhere else to go..” Jimin pleaded as he searched for any hopes in the old lady's eyes. When he found none, he casted his head down and peeked at the Jungkook who had his brows joint together and lips pursed, trying to make a way out of this situation.
They didn't have their cellphones, neither their wallets, the old lady's concern was reasonable. She couldn't let them stay even if she wanted to. But somehow they wished there was a way.
“um.. wait, I think there's an old cabin a few metres away from this Inn. It's old and abandoned, a family left it 2 years ago and it's been closed ever since. I know this isn't appropriate but you could stay there for a night and leave early morning?” the old lady tried to convince the two youngsters. This was the closest she could help them with.
“Really? That'd be enough! Thankyou so much ma'am, I don't know how we can pay you back for this favour.” Jimin was grateful beyond words.
“its alright my child, that's the least I can do for you, have this coffee first and I'll take you there myself.”
♡
The cabin was not in its best state, dust casted it like it was the natural colour of the structure, the glass windows had stains on them and the porch was covered in dead leaves and loads and loads of dust. The old lady held an umbrella in one hand and a torch in the other, she looked over her shoulder to see the youngsters bickering over a matter under the same umbrella as a smile creeped up her face.
They looked like a very cute couple, she didn't want to ask or invade their privacy but the way they looked at each other was full of longing. When one looked away, the other would stare and vice versa. It was cute. She gave them the torch and turned on her heels, “There's a doormat in front of the back door, below which there is a key, you can use that to go inside. Oftentimes when I'm tired and want to be alone, I come here. The owners were old friends of mine. I haven't visited in a while so it might be a little dusty but I can permit you to stay the night if you promise not to break anything.” she smiled at the couple and they looked relieved, their expressions filled with oceans of gratitude as they thanked her repeatedly.
She patted the ebony haired's shoulder one last time before heading back to her place at the Inn's reception hall. The two watched her disappear as they turnt to face the old cabin. “let's go in?” jungkook questioned and Jimin nodded.
The door creaked open with a shrilly sound, not having been opened in a long time as they rushed inside in search of switches. They found a switch board after colliding against the various furnitures and even once with each other.
The lights flicked open weakly as the dim golden glow surrounded them in a sensual atmosphere. There was a dining table in the middle of the living room and a few couches behind it, a kitchen attached at the right which was nothing but dirt. They were lucky they ate before getting into this mess or else it'd be a tougher night.
The silver haired male moved across the room and saw a trail of stairs, it wasn't pretty high as the cabin didn't have any storeys above it from the outside so he assumed it must be to get at the rooftop. There was a space on the left corner of the cabin where laid a queen size bed with a blanket and a bathroom with translucent blinds beside it without any doors, the odd thing about the cabin was that it didn't have any seperate rooms, it was all built in one large space that it connected together.
Jimin sighed as he shrugged off the towel from his shoulder to dry his hair, by doing so he arched his neck to the side exposing his glistening pale skin under the dimly lit lights.
Jungkook stared at him with an intense look but shut his eyes before Jimin could notice. He had been having problems with controlling his imagination everytime he saw the other man. Trying to distract himself, he decided to take off his shirt. It was sticking to all the muscles on his body which felt oddly uncomfortable. They didn't have spare clothes and he couldn't sleep in wet clothes either, he needed to dry them before he caught a cold.
The silver haired followed his movements, a glint of spark shone in his eyes as the man's body was presented to him from beside, the muscles looked firm and rigid, like as if they were carved by the devil himself, to make Jimin suffer. Jimin wanted to touch.
“w-why are you removing your clothes?!” he questioned panicking as the ebony male moved on to his belt. He looked up to meet the older's tomato tinted cheeks and chuckled. “Why? Don't like what you see?” he asked moving his arms up to flex his muscles in a sexy posture. Jimin gulped before coughing (blushing) away.
“The fuck? You think it's normal for a man to get completely naked with another man in the same room?” he stammered, breathing increasing, he still did not dare to meet his eyes knowing all well the look of them.
“I dunno? Isn't it normal for a man to get all naked with another man in the same room?” Jungkook's footsteps creaked on the wooden flooring, towards him as Jimin unconsciously fidgeted the closer he reached. “or.. isnt it better if they both are all naked? That makes it so much fair..” the taller whispered as he leaned into the silver haired male's ear. His hot breath fanning over Jimin's nape.
Jimin's brain short-circuited, he had to retort, he wouldn't give up so easily, “o-or isn't it better if them both are dressed? That makes it fair and formal.” his voice came out comical than he expected it to. Jimin looked up to challenge his gaze and it was yet another mistake he made today. The taller man had this intense look, eyes glimmering with lust, as he stared down at Jimin's lips then neck, his collarbones, he moved his gaze to stare at the shorter from head to toe in the pretty state he was in. Jungkook's gaze had shivers running down Jimin's spine. Silently liking the way he was being watched like a prey by a predator.
Jungkook locked eyes with him again, this time a significant difference in the size of his pupils and they kept having their staring contest. It was when Jimin couldn't handle the intensity of his gaze his own slipped down to the taller's thin pink lips, is when the final string let loose. Jungkook shakes his head in no,
"I don't think so.."
Their lips crashed in a messy kiss, hunger evident in the form of forest fire, burning their insides as smoke of lust surrounded them as quick as the furnace. Jungkook pushed Jimin against the wall emenating a gasp from his pretty plump lips at the harsh contact. He continued to press his lips against the silver haired's, as if the only source of air available was in eachother's lungs.
Jimin's towel fell from his hands as he was caged between the warm and naked broad chest of the taller and the cold wall at his back. He let out a quiet moan when Jungkook bit his bottom lip and licked the seams asking for permission before entering. Jimin unwillingly found himself parting his lips just a bit before a wet and warm muscle entered his cavern like a desperate beast. Wanting to devour.
He carresed the chest pressing against his damp clothes with his cold fingers, eliciting a range of goosebumps and a shudder from the male in front of him. The taller grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head against the wall making another loud gasp to escape his mouth, Jimin kissed back with as much passion as he received and it felt like their bodies were burning with want.
They had been having problems with stored up tension since a week which was bound to break anyway. Jimin didn't know it would be this aggressive though. The ebony haired's hands left Jimin's wrists as they moved down to explore the elder's lithe body and curves, pulling him closer by the waist before latching his arms under his thighs and lifting Jimin up against the wall.
Jimin's breath hitched in surprise as he wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck to maintain balance and glared down at him to complain about the lack of warning. Before he could open his mouth, it was closed by a pair of lips latching at them again as he whined against it.
"Ah Shit.." Jimin panted when he felt a harsh friction of Jungkook grinding and rutting upwards against his hips. Bolt of sudden pleasure shot up both their bodies like a fizz. "Jungkook.. don't.." Jimin exhaled.
Jungkook groans, mouthing at the silver haired male's exposed neckline. Wafts of vanilla and floral scented perfume hitting his nostrils making him drown in the heat. He nips at the sensitive skin eliciting soft breaths and whines from the shorter male.
Jimin moved his fingers towards the ebony mop of hair and tugged him in deeper, the musky cologne of the taller making his head dizzy as he feels every inch of the pleasurable drags in their clothed pelvic regions. When the touch isn't enough and the sweaty heat gets unbearable, Jungkook pushed off of the wall and carried the silver haired male towards the bed and undresses them both free out of their wet clothings.
Jimin shivers when he feels Jungkook's fingers drag down his bare chest, both of them stark naked with Jungkook situated in between Jimin's spreaded legs. Instead Jimin wraps them around the taller's waist, pulling him down so as their bodies collide, without any inch of space left between them.
Jungkook groaned, rolling his hips against Jimin's as he stared below him at the gorgeous male who is desperately letting out soundy breaths, trying to stop himself from moaning by biting at his left hand.
"Tch tch.. no.." Jungkook gruffs and snatces the latter's arm away from where he's covering his full lips, "I wanna hear you scream baby.. make you cry from all the pleasure.."
Jimin meets Jungkook's gaze with a desperate frown, nodding profusely as he pulls Jungkook in for another messy lip-war. He holds him by the back of his neck to deepen the kiss as their hips move in a sensual rhythm. The thundering and roaring of the clouds was visible from the raindrop tainted glass windows of the cabin creating that much of a sensual atmosphere.
"Jungkook please.." Jimin whines when he feels like it's not enough. "More.."
If Jimin was told about his current situation to his past self of 8 hours ago that he'd be panting and writhing against a certain ebony haired male all naked and bothered.. then Jimin would have scoffed and never believed it (Though silently he would be anticipating the scenario).
Now with the said guy rutting against him looking so sexy with the sweat gathering at his forehead temples, Jimin hates to admit this but it feels so fucking good.
"Gonna fuck you all loose and wet.. been wanting you like this every night.." jungkook's tone sends shivers down Jimin's spine. "But you? You're sucha goody-two-shoes. Can't believe you actually willingly went with my company's suggestions.." Jungkook chuckles darkly, pushing back and sitting on his ankles, "little did they know I'll make you mine no matter how much they try to seperate you from me.." he caresses Jimin's waist admiring Jimin's pliant figure almost possessively.
"This was meant to happen baby and you know it.."
Jimin knows Jungkook is right but he would never admit it out loud and inflate the man's already cocky ego even further. He knew it would be hard to deny the tension the moment he stepped into the discussion meeting that day. Instead Jimin just gives into the feeling, he pushed himself up from the mattress and cradles Jungkook's lap. Jungkook stares at him in awe like he can't believe this is actually happening, ironic to what he just said above.
"I'm not and never will be yours little Jeon, but tonight.." Jimin grinds down his ass against Jungkook's dick teasingly, "I'll let you do whatever you want to me.." Jimin whispers against Jungkook's earlobe, biting it lightly.
"Only tonight.." Jimin moves down to Jungkook's neck leaving soft butterfly kisses feeling the way Jungkook holds his waist tight with his eyes shut. "I'll let you ruin me Jeon, so show me how crazy you are.."
Jimin lets himself forget every other label and status surrounding them and their jobs. In this moment it's just him and Jungkook. Just two guys alone. Just them two alone with clouds of extreme lust in their eyes for each other. Two guys chillin' on the mattress - none feet apart cuz they are gay. (A/n: Sorry not sorry)
Jimin feels his back collide against the soft mattress when the taller guy lowly growls and pushes him down his lap. Jungkook hovers above the elder and cages him against the bed, lips meeting lips for the nth time sending sparks through their entire bodies. God- they just can't get enough of each other.
"Lube.. fast- i can't wait any longer Jungkook-ah.. please baby please.." Jimin squirms, his body is burning with desire, he needs Jungkook inside him right now!
Jungkook nods hurriedly from where he was burried in the silver haired male's neck, squeezing his right thigh one last time before he pushes off to go search for some sort of lubricant. He looks around the entire room hoping to spot something worth using.
"I don't think there's anything we can use as lube in this old cabin, what do we do?" Jungkook shuffles around. His dick is fully hard and it has started to hurt, the need for relief is prominent which disables him to concentrate on anything else than the thoughts of fucking Jimin who is currently lieing all naked like his wet dream on the bed.
"Try checking the drawers over there? There must be something.." Jimin breathes out softly, pushing up on his elbows to get a better look. Jungkook is currently kneeled against the said drawers, opening-closing but finding nothing except old sharded papers and a few rusted keys.
The younger is shaking his head defeatedly until he opens the second last drawer, "oh? There's some old bottles of essential oils.." Jungkook pulls out the tiny containers and shakes, only to find them empty. "Empty," he sighs and pouts. Jimin chuckles behind him.
"You were literally thinking of fucking me with essential oils?" The silver haired throws his head back on the pillows and curls on the other side laughing hysterically. Jungkook rolls his eyes allbeit with a fond smile at the gorgeous male laying beside him on the bed, the sound of his laughter echoing and mixing with the songs of the rain, jungkook's heart skips a few beats at that.
"Whatever, laugh as much as you want right now cuz you won't be getting any rest tonight baby.."
The low-toned suggestion spreads goosebumps all over Jimin's body, he looks across the room to see Jungkook opening a few other drawers and after a while he makes a sound of triumph. Jungkook giddily makes his way towards the bed with a bunny like grin plasteted on his face, Jimin has to re-check to make sure this was the same man who made the dirty promise just a few seconds ago.
"Look what I found~" Jungkook trails, smirking, as a bottle of something dangles from his left hand. It looks like a small bottle of coconut oil.
"You sure that thing isn't expired? I mean I don't want anything that a grandma uses on her greyed and frayed hair anywhere near my hole" Jimin judges with eyes squinted in suspicion.
"Oh, right" and there Jungkook's demeanor shifts again. He inspects the bottle for any labelled date and price like a 6 year old. Jimin can't help but find it endearing to see his young boss like this.
"Hmm.. here it says September 23rd 20xx as the 'use before' i guess we can have a lot of fun until then" Jungkook smirks wiggling a brow as he eyed Jimin's naked body on the bed. The glint of desire and mischief returning in his deep brown eyes.
Jimin gulps, looking away suddenly feeling so small. God what is the taller doing to him? One moment he's all sweet and adorable and the next he becomes a devil incarnate himself. Moreover, Jimin, finds it hard to control his heart from running away to anywhere else but into the arms of the said man in either circumstances.
Jungkook reaches him in quick strides throwing the bottle of oil on the bed all the while pushing Jimin down to lay flat, "I- wait! We still can't.. we don't have condoms..?" jimin struggles to say it out when Jungkook holds himself above the older guy with one arm.
Jungkook's brows furrow in confusion but soon relax in understanding, "fuck you're right.." He looks to the other side, revealing his clenched jaw to Jimin. The silver haired wonders why he's hesitating. Maybe..
"I.. I'm clean.." Jimin mumbles to himself, but Jungkook catches the soft response, turning his face back at the man below him who seems to be blushing, he isn't facing Jungkook either. Jungkook is surprised to hear that.
"Oh.. W-well I am too.." Jungkook coughs out nervously, his response catching Jimin off-guard.
"You are..?" Jimin questions with wide eyes, "you aren't just saying that just so you can have sex with me right?"
"What? No! Why would I lie about such a thing?"
"I don't know, you always seem to have most of our female staff leeching on you wherever you go back in Seoul," Jimin snorts, "a-and that brown haired model from the Taiwan photoshoot was in your office for more time than necessary last week.." Jimin finds it hard to say the words aloud, an uncomfortable ugly feeling residing in his chest which he tends to ignore everytime he crosses paths with the said woman during work hours.
"Oh so you think just because I flirt with you, then it means I fucked the entirety of our staff members?" Jungkook muses chuckling, he finds Jimin's silence and lack of eye contact pretty satisfying.
"Shut up!" Jimin scoffs. Atleast that's what the rumours say he wants to say but doesnt.
Why? Are you jealous baby?" Jungkook presses on, leaning down to bite softly on Jimin's exposed nape. Jungkook is enjoying this way too much but Jimin can't bring it in himself to push away the gentle kisses he's receiving. As if each chosen carefully. He is jealous.
"O-ofcourse I'm not, w-why would I be jealous over someone like you?" Jimin failed to hide his stammering. Jungkook sighs at the blatant denial.
"Though I can ask you the same, you also left the club washrooms all drunk with that orange haired last night" Jungkook clenches his jaw, avoiding the silver haired's hazel orbs.
Jimin frowns, "what orange haired?" He asked, making Jungkook turn to look at him with a scrutinizing expression. Jimin suddenly recalls who he is talking about.
"Oh you mean Taehyung?"
"Whoever," Jungkook rolls his eyes, Jimin bites his lips because Jungkook looks so sexy like this right now it's making Jimin all hard and bothered all over again.
"Well yeah we might have fucked eachother's brains out last night" with the amount of vodka shots we took last night Jimin thinks but doesn't complete the sentence, smirking teasingly, now it's his turn. Jungkook exhales a low growl-ish sound on hearing this. "Why? Are you jealous now?" Jimin giggled jokingly. Nothing a small lie of fucking his bestfriend can do no harm.
"Yes," Jimin's laugh falters as soon as it appeared and he flinches at the low gruffness in the tone of his voice, not expecting to hear that answer, "I am jealous, I'm jealous of every other guy who tries to get close to you, tries to touch you." Jungkook pulls back to grab the abandoned bottle of coconut oil before squiring the liquid on his fingers. His chest is burning and so is the fire in his eyes, Jungkook looks angry and in some caveman corner of Jimin's mind, he can't help but get turned on with every look the ebony haired male is throwing his way.
The taller spreads apart the other's thighs, teasing the lubricated fingers near his rim in circular motions before pushing all the way in. Jimin gasps at the sudden intrusion.
"Either way, I'll make sure I'm the only one you want now and ever.." Jungkook rasps and Jimin couldn't have agreed more. It's true, Jimin hasn't been able to focus on another person's smile - let alone their dick - ever since he met Jungkook. Jungkook doesn't need to make sure because Jimin already doesn't want anyone else but him and the thought bothers him more than it should. He will never in a million years say it to the ebony haired's face.
"Jungkook.. please..." Jimin moans while Jungkook obliges, inserting a second finger, then a third. Now scissoring them inside the silver haired male's tight heat to loosen him up. The younger has already reached to full hardness just from the sounds the smaller male is making and the way he squirms beneath him. Jungkook wishes he can capture the moans in a glass bottle to keep with him at home, or better, bring Jimin to stay with him, wake up next to him and ravish him to his heart's content. The thought makes his chest flutter.
"Gonna fuck you raw and hard baby.. just wait." Jungkook loves the idea of it all but a certain uncertainty surrounds his mind, their jobs.
He slows down the thrusting and pulls his fingers out with a wet squelch. Jimin's pink hole clenching around in search of something to suck inside. He whines at the emptiness he feels.
"Jungkook why-.. ahh!!" Jimin moans when his hole starts swallowing something huge as it fills up his empty heat to the brim, only a second later to realise Jungkook has thrusted inside him. The taller groans above him.
"Fuck.. still so tight shit.." Jungkook exhales, scrunching his eyebrows from the pleasure. The silver haired male feels so good wrapped around him. "Jimin.. baby.. so pretty.." Jungkook slides a hand down his chest, trailing goosebumps behind the touch. He waits a for a while so that the older male can get adjusted to his size.
Jimin can feel every inch of skin and vein throbbing inside his hole as he clenches around it helplessly and desperately. As if trying to suck him in deeper. "Move! Please move.."
And that's all Jungkook needed to pull all the way back out to the brim before ramming inside the smaller male. Jimin gasps, letting out a loud moan at the sudden thrust. Jungkook keepes moving his hips in a staccato rythm after that, setting a brutal pace from the start. His jaw clenches as the dim yellow lights cast a shadow over his rigid facial features, making his sweat glow like little drops of glitter.
And Jimin looks no better, he's basically bathing in his own sweat. Since the cabin was so old, there wasn't any air conditioning system installed in it. The only little cool breeze coming from the one window on their left which brings along sprinkles of rainwater as well. But the bed is placed a little farther from the room so it's a relief they don't get wet.
The bed shakes from the brutality of Jungkook's harsh thrusts. He feels so amazing he can't decipher in thoughts, nor can he say it out loud in any words. Jimin's heat is the best thing he's ever had, he can't help his stomach knotting already at his building climax. He doesn't want to stop, he wants to stay like this all night. He wants Jimin to have him so bad that the elder can't feel or remember his last fuck if it isn't with Jungkook himself.
And Jimin feels on cloud 9, with the way Jungkook somehow manages to maintain such stamina leaves no wonders in his mind that Jungkook is indeed - as per the rumours he heard - a sex god. Jimin hasn't been able to focus on anyone or anything since the last few months since he met the guy. With sleepless nights of masturbating and fantasizing about the other male, he manages satisfying orgasms out of him each time even though the very next day he shoots daggers at the younger like he despises his utter presence itself (or maybe it's for fucking into his mind like that while in reality he fucks a random model every fucking day!) Jimin hated him.
Now with the man's beast like dick slamming hard inside him, Jimin has forgotten all and everything of his dislike towards the male. He can't help but want more and more from the devil himself. He knows he has fallen into the trap when he wasn't supposed to and while the gates are open for him to leave whenever he wishes, Jimin doesn't want to.
"Shit baby.. you drive me fucking crazy.." Jungkook grunts, hips stuttering from his nearing climax, Jimin's loud moans near his ear aren't helping their case either. The moan of his name leaving Jimin's beautiful lips as he squirms in his place with eyes scrunched shut - it's enough for Jungkook to drown in his self-created lake of possessiveness. His chest boiling with the thoughts of someone else watching the latter in his current state fucks up his mind and sanity, he can't help but fuck him harder with every next thrust and the bedframe colludes against the wall.
"Jungkook.. mmh.. I'm close.. s-so close.. you don't even have to t-touch me ngh.." Jimin stutters, Jungkook groans pushing his legs towards his chest to get into a different position before snapping his hips hard and deep, "fuck! Right there, right there.. shit baby keep going... Ah shit please.. just like that!"
"Like that?" Jungkook presses on as he holds himself against a certain bundle of nerves, pressing on it harder and Jimin finds it hard to control the frequency of his moans at that. Toes curling and back arching. Jungkook repeats the motion, pulling all the way back and slamming inside in one go, then holding the head of his cock against what he assumes is the other male's prostrate. And it did wonders, Jimin struggles beneath him uncontrollably, rutting his hips up to meet Jungkook's thrusting but before he can do it more than twice, the taller pins his ass to the bed as he completely burried himself in the older male, while doing so, he let all his weight into the thrust, burying his face in Jimin's nape and sucking on the shining skin. All the while hips moving leisurely below.
"Fuck Jungkook.. I won't last long.. please please let me-" Jimin's breath hitches when he feels a harsh bite against his collarbone, he moans.
Jungkook laps his tongue over the bite he created amongst the commonly others around it, purple decorating his entire nape and little red marks here and there on his chest. His hips already have the taller's fingers engraved on the pale skin from the way he's holding him down against the mattress. Jimin feels so bothered by this silent claim, Jungkook's groans in his neck are vibrating below his ear and he catches some incoherent blabbers from the younger;
"So pretty.. All for me... He thinks he can f-..you.? No.. Why..? Because you're all mine.... Mine alone... Gonna ruin you..-nna keep you to m'self.. nobody else will have you..only me.."
Jungkook groans and growls between whatever he's saying against Jimin with each thrust in and out and increasing of their intensity. The silver haired unable to grasp everything he said due to him being lost in the pleasure building in his groin. All he can do is lay there and take it all like a desperate little slut.
A few more thrusts and haphazard breaths later, they dip down together from their cloud of lust. With Jimin cumming all over his stomach and Jungkook loading himself inside Jimin.
"Sensitive.. oversensitive please! pull out!" Jimin whines making the younger hurriedly comply, he watched as his cum dripped out of the latter's abused hole, the sight making him groan with satisfaction. Jimin caught his breath with effort as his chest heaved rapidly. The post-orgasm glow mixed with the sweat gleaming at his forehead making him appear even more stunning in Jungkook's eyes.
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Jimin wakes up to the rays of sun hitting his face directly from where the glass paned windows are situated. His entire body feels sore but he's satisfied. A certain someone's body heat was caging him from behind in a warm cuddle.
Jimin remembers everything from last night, the way they fucked over and over again with little to no breaks until the only thing left was an empty bottle of coconut oil and soaked mattresses. Jungkook fucked him so good all night that Jimin is left with no other choice but to accept the fact that the younger has infact ruined him for anyone else except himself.
But Jimin, for some reason loves it.
Though he knows they're supposed to leave by any time now. The entire night of both their loud cries of pleasure and desire will be left locked in this old cabin to rot once they abandon it. They'll be home back and to their respective jobs. The memories would definitely come haunt the nice reception lady in the form of coconut and sex whenever she visits the place the next time.
As if on cue, a few loud knocks are heard from the back door.
Jimin jolts away from where he's snuggled in the younger's warm embrace, causing the said male to stir awake as well. They both look at eachother and around them, hurriedly running around the room in search of their abandoned clothes on the floor.
"Quick- grab your pants!" Jimin whisper shouted, as he managed to button most of his - now dried - silk white shirt. Groaning lowly when he struggles with the pant part.
Jungkook doesn't bother with his shirt, instead he flicks his fingers in his ebony hair while rushing towards the door to open it's lock. Jimin follows behind as soon as it clicks open revealing the old lady from last night.
"Oh? You two are awake!" She gleams, "I brought you some good news! A few people came searching for two missing crew mates and I guess they're talking about you two. I saw your pictures and remembered! My memory is still so fresh at this age." she trails smiling to herself before looking behind Jungkook's shoulder at the silver haired and her eyes narrow at something.
"Oh I was right! You two actually are a couple! How sweet you naughty babies, I hope you didn't ruin the furniture!" the lady grins when she points a finger at Jimin.
Both Jimin and Jungkook freeze, confusedely meeting each other's gaze before Jimin finds the younger's eyes widening at his neck.
The hickeys..
The silver haired turns a bright shade of red as he blushes away, trying to cover his collar bones by buttoning up further. The ebony haired on the other hand seems to be a little less embarassed as he scratches the back of his neck with a Cheshire grin.
Ofcourse they made sure to use every existing furniture to fuck on around the entire cabin room, from the couches to the kitchen countertop - then a lazy foggy session against the shower wall. They went on it all night.
The receptionist lady observes the two for a while, smiling in hilarity, but decides to not prod and embarass them any further, she continues, "Anyways! I came here to inform you both you can go back now- your colleagues are waiting for you, they explained it all to me so don't worry." She smiles.
"Thankyou so much ma'am.. we can never express our gratitude enough!" Jimin speaks. Jungkook thanks her too as he goes back to retrieve his shirt, pulling it over his head.
"Like I said, it's the least I could have done. Now go you two, Stay safe and in love always dear~" She waves them off. Both the guys blushing cherries and smiles as they bow at her repeatedly in gratitude before leaving.
Once they're gone, the receptionist shakes her head amusedly;
"Kids these days.."
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THE END!