Extract from '(my heart beats) for you' by @sabotagemyheart

park jimin: twenty-one
jeon jungkook: nineteen

jimin was placed comfortably between his boyfriend's legs. they were both seated on the floor in front of the television in the apartment they shared together. jungkook's back was rested on a bean bag while jimin was placed in the middle of jungkook's legs, head placed on his boyfriend's sturdy and muscular chest. jungkook's arms were encircled around jimin, and jungkook held his xbox controller with his hands lazily in jimin's lap. jungkook's breath fanned over jimin's neck as they both played overwatch, making jimin shiver.

jimin couldn't believe that his boyfriend still had this kind of an effect over him. they'd be dating each other for three years now, but jungkook could still, so easily, cause jimin to blush. it had nothing to do with how comfortable jimin was with jungkook. he was so comfortable with jungkook, after all, they had been best friends before lovers. there was absolutely no filter to how jimin acted around jungkook. jungkook knew jimin better than jimin knew himself, how could jimin not be the most comfortable around jungkook? but, the feeling of jungkook on top of him, the feeling of jungkook's strong arms pinning him down, the feeling of jungkook whispering in his ear about how he'd fuck him until he couldn't walk. jimin loved it. jimin loved it so much.

suddenly jimin couldn't focus on the video game instructions his boyfriend was giving him from behind.

jimin's eyes were, instead, glued to jungkook's hands, which were placed in jimin's lap, frantically pressing the xbox controller's buttons. jimin gulped nervously, knowing that the sight of jungkook's large hands and slender fingers was turning him on. now is not the time, he told himself.

"baby, what happened? you're not pressing anything... are you okay?" jungkook asked, placing his chin on jimin's shoulder while trying to peak at jimin's face from the behind.

jimin's felt his entire face heat up, knowing that he had completely spaced out just because of his boyfriend's warm breath on his neck...just because of his boyfriend's hands.

"n-nothing," jimin spoke, his voice soft, "i'm fine. i was just thinking about something random. let's continue playing."

"okay, love," jungkook answered, and began to play again, but he didn't move his face away from jimin's neck. his lips were softly touching jimin's neck as he desperately pressed on the controller's button while his eyes were glued to the television screen.

the feeling of jungkook's lips softly pressed against jimin's neck was enough to prevent jimin from concentrating. jimin tried to play, but all he could think of was the feeling of jungkook behind him.

jimin's eyes moved to jungkook's large hands again. the veins in his hands were now more visible since he was harshly pressing the controller's buttons. jimin just found it so hot. he gulped again, trying to control his racing mind, trying to control his dick.

it wasn't as if he didn't want to have sex with jungkook right now, he did, he did so badly, but it was just embarrassing to get hard at the sight of your boyfriend's hands.

jimin's eyes wandered to jungkook's arms which were encircling jimin's small frame. at this point, jimin couldn't even try to hide the fact that he was staring at jungkook's arms, since he had to turn his head to do so. jungkook's arms were flexed since jungkook was holding the controller up now. oh god, his muscles, his biceps...his muscles.

jungkook owned all the strength in the world. he could break jimin if he wished. but jungkook would never. jungkook would always treat jimin with the uttermost care, love and tenderness. it turned jimin on so much, knowing the sheer strength his boyfriend owned, but refused to use on him. jungkook only used his strength to protect jimin.

but maybe...maybe jimin would like some of that strength being used against him. jungkook was just so gentle with jimin. he'd always fuck jimin into oblivion, but, he was also just so...careful while doing so. jimin no longer wanted jungkook to be careful. he wanted him to be rough. he wanted to be manhandled by his incredibly strong boyfriend.

blood rushed to his face at his thoughts. and blood rushed to his dick. he was hard. he was so hard. and embarrassed.

jimin had been too preoccupied by his thoughts to realise that jungkook had stopped playing again. jungkook's face now owned a confused look as he tried to look at jimin's face from behind.

"k-kookie why aren't you playing?"

"actually, i should be asking you that, why aren't you playing? baby i'll ask you again, is everything alright? you spaced out again. also, your cheeks are red," jungkook said, panicking slightly.

jungkook placed the controller on the floor in the space between jimin's legs, with the intention of having the controller away from him so that he could pay attention to his boyfriend, but in that process, his hand brushed against jimin's crotch.

jimin's eyes widened and his breath hitched. jungkook had felt it, jungkook had definitely felt it. jungkook knew. jimin wanted to dig a hole, crawl into it, and stay there forever. he scrunched his eyes together, not wanting to open them.

"b-baby, are you...hard?" jungkook asked, his voice soft, sounding confused.

"i...," jimin tried to answer.

"yes?" jungkook asked again.

jimin didn't reply. his whole face was burning. he was happy that jungkook was behind him and that he wasn't facing jungkook. though, this changed in a matter of a few seconds.

jungkook placed his hands on jimin's waist and twisted jimin around a bit, motioning for jimin to face him. jimin refused to move, but jungkook was strong, jungkook was so strong. before jimin could understand what was happening, jungkook had lifted jimin and switched their positions, throwing jimin under himself while now hovering over jimin. jimin felt uncomfortable to be lying down on the floor, but the feeling of jungkook straddling his hips and pinning down his wrists had him feeling on as if he were on fire.

"j-jungkook, what are you doing?"

jungkook smirked and brought his lips close to jimin's ear, whispering to jimin in a low and husky voice, "did your spacing out during the game again and again have anything to do with your little...situation down there?"

jimin gulped. yes. yes it did.

"uh...," jimin awkwardly replied.

jimin tried to free his hands from jungkook's grip. he wanted to cover his face with his hands, but jungkook held jimin's wrists even more forcefully after seeing him struggle.

jimin gulped at how jungkook's grip was so strong and forceful, yet gentle. yet so gentle. it made his heart flutter.

but today, but today didn't want jungkook to be gentle. he loved it when his boyfriend was gentle. he loved his when his boyfriend made love to him with all the tenderness in the world. he loved it when his boyfriend treated him as if he were made of glass. as if he could break. but today, he wanted jungkook to break him. to wreck him.

jungkook let out a low growl in jimin's ear, turning jimin on even more, if that was even possible at this point.

"my love, if you don't tell me what you want us to do, what you want me to do, i can't do anything," jungkook whispered, his left hand making its way to jimin's crotch.

jungkook's face remained close to jimin's, but his hand began to palm jimin through jimin's sweatpants. the movement was slow, and instead of helping jimin's painfully hard dick, it just...it just made it worse.

"j-jungkook," jimin whimpered as jungkook rubbed jimin's dick with his hand, his large hand, from on top of jimin's sweatpants.

"yes, my love?" jungkook smirked, continuing his slow and steady hand movements.

"i...i need more," jimin spoke, and then let out a particularly loud moan as jungkook sped up his movements.

"like this, baby?" jungkook asked, and he continued palming jimin.

jimin was taking too much pleasure from jungkook's fast movements to be able to reply. there was a look of absolute bliss of his face. he let his soft mewls answer jungkook's question instead. how could jungkook's hands, even just from on top of his pants, have him this far gone?

suddenly, it wasn't enough. he wanted more. he wanted it rougher. and he wanted jungkook inside him.

"k-kookie," jimin whimpered.

jungkook slowed down his hands' movements again, his eyes focussed on jimin's face now, "yes, baby?"

"i need m-more. i need you. i need you inside me."

jungkook tried to supress his amused smile at the sight of his boyfriend being so needy for him. he brought his lips to jimin's neck and pressed gentle kisses across his soft skin. but the gentle kisses turned into bites almost immediately. jimin's skin was too...too delicious for him to control himself. jimin's soft kitten-like whimpers had jungkook's dick twitching in anticipation.

"k-kookie please," jimin said in between of his moans, "b-bedroom."

jungkook couldn't deprive his boyfriend of what he was asking for. jungkook didn't ever want to deprive jimin of what he was asking for.

jungkook wanted to be inside his boyfriend. he wanted to feel jimin around his dick. he wanted to hear jimin scream for him. he wanted to his come to leak out of jimin's pretty little asshole. he wanted it, he wanted it all badly.

in a swift motion, jungkook had lifted jimin off the ground. jimin's eyes went wide, not having expected it. jungkook hoisted jimin up in his arms and jimin wrapped his legs around jungkook's waist.

jungkook continued to bite into jimin's neck as he carried him to their bedroom. and jimin continued to let out soft whimpers while breathing heavily.

jungkook gently placed jimin on their bed, despite his urge to roughly throw jimin on the bed and tear off jimin's clothes.

he could never be too rough with his precious and small boyfriend. little did he know that jimin wanted him to be rough, wanted jungkook to wreck him just as much as jungkook wanted to do it.

"n-not the b-bed," jimin whispered while helping jungkook take off both of their tee-shirts.

jungkook frowned, "then where, baby?"

"w-wall, i want you to lift me up against the w-wall," jimin said. as soon as the words were out of jimin's mouth, jimin felt himself blushing. he bit into his lip shyly and attempted to hide his face with his hands.

but jungkook immediately lifted jimin off the bed, not giving jimin any time to be shy. the next thing jimin knew was that he was being pushed against their bedroom's wall, his legs still wrapped around jungkook's waist.

how could jungkook lift him so easily, as if jimin were as light as a feather? jimin's eyes travelled to jungkook's biceps, his very toned and very much flexed biceps, and oh boy, jimin let out an actual groan at the sight of it.

jungkook saw this. jungkook obviously saw this. jungkook smirked, amusement taking over him, and used his hands to unwrap jimin's legs from around his waist. jimin now stood on his own two feet with jungkook having caged him against the wall.

jungkook's hands pinned jimin's wrists to the wall and he placed his forehead on jimin's.

"is it my arms? is it my arms which are turning you on? my muscles? is that was you were busy noticing while we were playing on the xbox?" jungkook asked, his voice deep and hoarse.

jimin wanted to deny it, but he no longer felt as shy.

"y-yes," jimin whispered.

"i see," jungkook said, supressing a pleased smile, and crashed his lips against jimin's strawberry red ones.

he slipped his tongue into jimin's mouth, earning a soft moan from jimin. he felt his own dick harden even more because of the sound of jimin's moans. their tongues explored each other's' mouths and their kiss drowned out the sound of their moans.

jungkook began to nibble on jimin's lower lip, drawing a bit of blood. jimin let out a delighted whine at this. after all, he loved it when jungkook bit him, especially when he bit him a little too hard. jungkook immediately ran his tongue over jimin's lip, wanting to soothe the pain.

jungkook pulled back slightly, breathing heavily, "what do you want me to do?"

jimin's eyes met jungkook's dark ones. jungkook's eyes looked so determined, so hungry, so hungry for jimin. jimin felt his heart beat even faster at jungkook's lustful gaze.

"i...," jimin started, not wanting to speak further. should he, should he... tell jungkook what he wanted, what he really wanted?

jungkook's caressed jimin's cheek softly with his hand. "don't be shy, my love, what do you want? tell me, i'll give you anything you want," jungkook paused. he let out a hungry growl and added, "i'll give you everything you want."

"i...," jimin whispered, jungkook's words giving him the courage, "i... i want you. i want you to...i want you to wreck me. to be rough with me. i want you to do anything which you want to do with me. i don't...i don't want you to worry about me."

jungkook sucked in a sharp breath. wrecking jimin was all he ever wanted to do, "but baby, i don't want to be too rough, i don't want to...hurt you."

"but i want you to be rough. i want you to be very rough," jimin said, his words louder and more assertive this time.

jungkook's eyes widened.

"aren't you," jimin seductively whispered, "going to give me what i want?"

"fuck," jungkook said, eyes darkening. hunger took over every inch of his being. "fuck, you're so hot jimin, fucking hell, yes, i'll give you what you want. i'll give you exactly what you want."

jungkook's teeth bit into jimin's neck. jimin let out a muffled scream at the sudden action. jungkook wanted to leave marks of purple and red all across jimin's neck; he wanted to claim jimin. jimin was his.

"mine, mine, mine," jungkook growled in the middle of each kiss, in the middle of each bite. he ran his tongue over the places on jimin's soft milky white neck which he had bitten.

jimin's small hands clutched onto jungkook's biceps as jungkook devoured the skin on his neck. he let out moans of pain, moans of pleasure. jungkook didn't stop. and jimin didn't want him to stop.

jungkook's hand fumbled with jimin's sweatpants as he tried to pull them down while continuing to leave marks on jimin's neck. he finally managed to pull jimin's pants down. his eyes made their way to jimin's painfully hard dick, which was still covered with jimin's underwear.

"turn around," jungkook ordered jimin, his voice assertive and raspy, just how jimin liked it.

"o-okay," jimin whimpered softly.

he turned around, now facing the wall. jimin suddenly felt jungkook's presence leave him from behind him. jimin turned out, confused, only to find that jungkook was still behind jimin, but he was on his knees, looking up at jimin with hungry eyes.

"b-babe what are you doing?" jimin asked.

"look in front, kitten. i'll make you feel good. i'll make you feel so good. just do as i say," jungkook said, words loud and clear.

jimin shuddered at his assertive tone and obeyed his boyfriend, now staring at the white wall in front of him. jimin felt jittery and excited all over, not knowing what his boyfriend was about to do next.

jungkook hooked his fingers into the waistband of jimin's underwear and pulled his underwear down. he used his hands to spread jimin's ass cheeks in order to get a clear view of jimin's pink hole which was clenching itself, as if needy for jungkook's cock. the sight of jimin's pretty little hole clenching for jungkook was enough to make jungkook groan as heat pooled into his stomach.

jimin's let out a high-pitched scream when he felt something soft and wet come in contact his hole. his eyes widened at the realisation of it being jungkook's tongue.

jungkook softly licked jimin's hole from the outside. jimin's knees buckled at the sensation, and jungkook had to use both of his hands to hold onto jimin's thighs to ensure that jimin stood straight without falling down.

jungkook pulled back and said, "baby, i'll have to hold your legs for you, i don't think you'll be able to stand otherwise. but please just use both of your hands to spread your cute ass-cheeks for me?"

jimin gulped, pre-cum dripping from his cock even at the very feeling of jungkook's strong hands holding him up, making sure that he wouldn't fall while jungkook ate his ass.

"okay," jimin whimpered, and used both of his hands to spread his cheeks for jungkook.

jungkook's tongue dove right into jimin's hole, causing another mewl to leave jimin's mouth.

"f-feels so g-good k-kookie," jimin managed to say in the middle of his breathy moans.

jungkook's tongue went in deeper, fucking jimin with it as harshly as he could. jimin's high pitched moans were enough to want to eat jimin up completely.

"d-do that again kookie, right there, again," jimin pleaded, eyes clenched together, and jungkook repeated his action.

jungkook had to use all his force to hold jimin's thighs, since jimin now had absolutely zero control over his legs. the pleasure was too much for jimin to think straight, for jimin to stand straight.

"j-jungkook i...i want you inside me. i want you to fuck me. y-your tongue isn't enough anymore, p-please fill me up, fill me up," jimin whined and pleaded.

jungkook pulled back and smiled. he gave jimin's hole one last lick before he thrusted his index and middle finger inside it. jimin let out a high-pitched scream, not expecting jungkook's fingers to enter him with such force.

jungkook was now holding jimin up with only one hand, the other being used to finger jimin. jimin's knees buckled. jimin realised that he wouldn't be able to stand with just one of jungkook's hands supporting him. jungkook was definitely strong enough to hold him up with one hand, and jimin found that so hot, but jimin didn't want to strain his boyfriend too much.

"k-kookie, wait," jimin said.

jungkook immediately stopped. he pulled his fingers out of jimin and stood up. he twisted jimin around to make jimin face him and while he stared right into jimin's eyes, "baby, what happened, did i hurt you?"

jimin's breath hitched. he found it to be such a turn on that jungkook owned all the power in the world to wreck jimin, and yet, the second jimin told him to wait, jungkook stopped everything.

jimin giggled, "kookie! i already told you not to feel scared of hurting me. i was just telling you to wait so that i could adjust myself, and also, i don't think i'll be able to stand while you do that to me."

jungkook let out a sigh of relief and jimin dragged jungkook to the bed. jimin placed himself on all fours and jungkook wasted no time to continue fingering him.

jungkook pushed two of his fingers into jimin and began to scissor jimin's hole, trying to stretch it, getting it ready for his large, and very hard, cock.

jungkook's long and slender fingers were filling jimin up just as he liked it. his fingers were scissoring jimin with so much of force, at such a fast pace. jimin loved it. jimin wanted more, he wanted more, he wanted m-

jimin's entire body jerked forward and he let out the loudest possible gasp. jungkook immediately knew that he had brushed against jimin's prostate, against jimin's sensitive bundle of nerves. jungkook continued to press against it with his fingers.

"j-jungkook,"