43. Tastes Like You

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By: @ShardofMoon
(Based on the famous Jikook Mosquito Net Incident during In The SOOP)

Jungkook locked the door and got his boxing gloves. Why? He didn't know, but somehow he felt like it was funny. The thing about being drunk, especially with Jimin, was that everything, and I do mean everything, was funny.

He put on some perfume and scanned the room. He wasn't sure why he was checking, it wasn't as if he hadn't pressed Jimin down into his bed last night ... but still.

There was a knock on the door and giggles, oh how he loved Jimin's giggles.

"Tell me your wish!" Jimin shouted out.

And Jungkook opened the door to let him in.

Beauty. That was what was at his door. The breathtaking blond still had the football in his hand and Jungkook pretended to beat him up. Each punch was more tender than the last, after all he would never really hurt the slightly smaller man.

"Jungkook-ah! Let me go in," Jimin grumbled and he pushed inside the room and, before Jungkook could move it, the tipsy man flopped down on the bed without moving the mosquito net.

"Achh! You silly kitten!" Jungkook muttered under his breath. He took off the gloves and went over to pull Jimin up and ended up being pulled down on top of him instead.

He protested. This wasn't their net after all and he was still sober enough to not want to destroy it.

"Get up Jimin," Jungkook ordered him sternly. You had to talk to Jimin like that when he was tipsy, or he would pay you no mind at all.

"Kiss first," Jimin protested, "And tell me you wish for your birthday!"

"Jimin, you're destroying the net!" Jungkook complained.

Jimin tossed the ball aside and grabbed hold of him instead and Jungkook's heart tripped out. Looking down into Jimin's laughing eyes, his flushed face and plump lips.

"We're rich... don't care about the net. Kiss me now."

Jungkook sighed and gave Jimin a quick peck. Jimin still tasted like the soju they had been drinking, crisp on his lips - delicious.

Jimin though, was not impressed.

"Is that all? Kiss me better! I'll have to keep my hands to myself all of tomorrow... What is this?"

Jungkook could have just lifted Jimin bodily, but instead he kissed him properly. He held Jimin's chin, nibbled his bottom lip, licked his top lip and then devoured them both with a helpless sound.

He loved to kiss Jimin. It was his favourite hobby. His life's calling found its beginning in this man's kisses. There was simply nothing better.

"Ohhhh yes, more Kookie, more..." Jimin begged.

"No, we had a deal."

Jungkook got up and Jimin pouted, but when Jungkook started to move around the room tidying up on reflex he sat up and then stood up.

In the light of the room, Jimin stood looking like a toddler about to throw a tantrum. Adorable.

"But Jungkook..." Jimin protested mildly. He was talking in pout because he knew it always got him his way. As if for a moment, Jungkook was to forget that Jimin was perfectly capable of kicking him in the head and knocking him out.

"Yes, Jimin?"

"Sexy time."

Jungkook turned to face him.

"I never said we wouldn't... just don't destroy the mosquito net."

Jimin squinted at him and looked at the net. Jungkook could see the naughty plans in his head. Jimin grabbed the net.

"Let's have sex outside like in strawberries and cigarettes..." Jimin said, he started to drag it out the door before Jungkook could recover from his shock. Jimin was dragging it awkwardly and the spine clattered to the ground and the net was dragging.

"Wait, Jimin!"

Then there was a thump.

"OW!

"What is it Jimin!?" Jungkook asked in surprise, he hurried down the corridor after him.

Jimin was in a heap. Him and net at the end of the little bridge. Jungkook groaned and rushed over.

"Jimin..."

"I hurt my leg," Jimin announced. His eyes were shiny with tears, probably mostly upset he had 'ruined' their fun more so than being actually hurt. They were used to rough housing.

"It's okay kitten," Jungkook hugged him, mosquito net forgotten, "You're okay now."

Jimin titled his head back and they looked at each other, well they tried. It was dark out here, which was how Jimin had fallen in the first place.

"What's your wish Jungkook?"

"At a time like this?" Jungkook whispered, "I need to get you inside and look at your leg."

"Later, talk to me now. Kiss me now. It's night time, under a beautiful sky... I want to make love to you. .."

Jungkook's eyes were more adjusted to the dark and he could see how intently Jimin was looking at him. He was going to give in, he knew he was.

"I want you, that's my wish."

Jimin giggled.

"You have me, don't be silly."

"I want more."

He kissed Jimin fiercely and the man fell open under him like a flower. Presently, he pulled the somewhat busted net over them to ward off the mosquitos buzzing about.

"This is so romantic," Jimin announced as they shed their clothing and put it on the grass as a blanket.

Jungkook didn't exactly agree. His inner neat freak was having a full on panic attack at the thought of the grass stains that were going to be in their clothing, but...

"You're so beautiful," Jungkook told him, "All of the light just attracts to you, even in near dark, you shine."

"You make loving you so easy. Bring that cock here and put it in me.."

Jungkook didn't expect Jimin to say that, but then again, he should have. When Jimin was drunk, he didn't have much of a filter when it came to sex.

"I have to prepare you Jimin," Jungkook chided him, he wet his fingers in his mouth and settled between Jimin's legs and slipped then between Jimin's ample cheeks.

Jimin was watching him with an amused look and he understood why when he felt the slipperiness of lubricant.

"You-"

"Put it in me Jungkook," Jimin repeated, raising his legs and Jungkook's breath left his chest and his sense deserted him. When he came back to himself, he was thrusting into a familiar tightness that always felt like a brand new experience.

"Ahhhh!"

"Shh! Seokjin might hear you."

"But it's so good," Jimin whined and Jungkook groaned when Jimin grabbed his ass and dragged him deeper.

"Ah!"

"Hehe, now who's shouting?" Jimin chuckled and Jungkook kissed him to shut him up.

Jimin wrapped his long legs around him, buried a hand in his hair and put nails in his back. Familiar. Sexy. Disarming.

"Oh fuck, I thought you were feeling romantic," Jungkook complained. The way Jimin was rolling his hips was not leading to a slow and deep session. And he was worried about Jimin's leg.

"Your leg..."

"It's your third leg I'm interested in and mine... Stroke my cock for me and fuck me Kookie."

Jungkook took in a harsh breath. What was it about being in love with Park Jimin that made every single day unique? Shouldn't it be boring? Should they not have settled into the 'old couple routine' by now? Instead..

"Fuck me harder!" Jimin announced and Jungkook clapped a hand over his mouth. He held on to Jimin's thick cock and found it slippery, it made stroking it easy. He tried to match the rhythm of their hips, but really it was impossible.

Jimin was winding him up to a vicious pace. Even if Seokjin couldn't hear their poorly muffled cries, then he would certainly hear the slap of skin on skin. And the squelching, God, had Jimin been drunk when he prepared himself? It sounded like he used half the bottle.

"MMp! MmpMM! Mm!!"

At this rate, the people in the main house would hear them. Jungkook removed his hand from Jimin's mouth and replaced it with his lips.

Mmm. Heaven. Jungkook backed off and slowed down the pace, he wanted to remember this. They would get scolded for it anyway, why not make the most of it?

"Long nights , day dreams..." Jimin moaned and sang.

"With that sugar and small cream, always taste like you..." Jungkook whispered back. Jungkook knew those weren't the lyrics but his mind was scrambled at the moment.

"I'm going to cum," Jimin sobbed.

Jungkook changed the angle of his hand on Jimin's cock and watched his lover fall to pieces. The stars reflected in the dilated dark eyes.

"Ahhh! AHhHHH!!!"

He didn't bother to shush him. He was past caring. Jimin's cum coated his hand and striped Jimin's chest.

Jimin whimpered as he came down and Jungkook leaned down to kiss him. He was taking Jimin in long slow strokes now, not wanting to overwhelm him. Jimin got very emotional after he came.

"Let me ride it."

Well, he normally did...

Jungkook ended up on his back and he determined that their clothing was simply an awful blanket. There was no distraction from the texture of the grass and the smell of it.

But the vision.

Jimin rode stride him, with the backdrop of the night sky.

"Ah, it's so thick... was this really in me just now," Jimin grumbled as he sat on it and twisted his hips so it slid all the way in.

"So good," Jungkook whimpered.

Jimin grabbed his pecs, squeezed his nipples with a mischievous grin and Jungkook saw constellations that he knew were just pleasure induced. Jimin started to ride him, hips twisting in a wicked rhythm that made a mockery of his control.

He simply wouldn't last like this.

He held Jimin's hips to direct him to slow down, but Jimin pouted and he relented.

If his fiance wanted to conquer him and see him fall to pieces, so be it. Jungkook bit the back of his hand and stopped trying to control the impending climax.

"Fuck, so good" he mumbled and arched his hips upwards in time.

"So good, so good..." Jimin echoed, "All mine, every inch. All mine."

Shit... being claimed was definitely a kink of his, his body went cold and then a hot flash accompanied his orgasm.

"FuckkK!!! Ahhh!!"

"Mmmm... yes.." Jimin with smiling, his eyes glimmering. They were both panting, sweaty and flushed in the aftermath.

Jungkook was sure that when they came down from this there would be ... questions.

"Wait till I tell Troye his song made you drag me outside to have sex on the grass..."

Jimin covered his face and groaned.

"Nooo! Don't tell him..."

Jungkook pulled Jimin down next to him and kissed the backs of his hands until he moved them out of the way so he could kiss his face instead.

"I love you..." Jungkook reminded him, "Just the way you are."

Jimin hugged him.

"Same. Sorry about the mosquito net," Jimin said in a soft tone.

"Are you really sorry?"

"I'm sorry I fell."

"But about the net?"

"Not sorry..."

"You little rascal!"

Jungkook tickled him and Jimin dissolved into giggles.

[Next Morning]

Seokjin had barely slept thanks to the two younger members, who decided that they were still going to celebrate their engagement by having outdoor sex.

It was just a week and they still couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Which was cute and all, but why did they have to do it outside his tent and rob him of sleep?

And they made the weirdest sounds too. It wasn't fair.

He got up and went through his morning routine. His eyes fell on some fireworks and he decided to make some fireworks of his own. Why should they sleep peacefully, when he hadn't been able to?

He sat on the porch and lit the firework. It went off at intervals.

BANG!

That is for running around like a maniac playing football.

BANG!

That is for playing ping pong that sounded more like a drinking game.

BANG!

That is for having sex loudly.

BANG!

That is for giggling.

BANG!

That is for being randy all time.

And at the end of it all, Seokjin was feeling better. He had jumped himself more than once, but it was worth it.

Being in BTS was really like signing up to be an eternal third wheel.

Ah... they were lucky he found them so cute.

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