[S] One Night Stand

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Sorry for the shit quality of this one but im working on another chapter currently that im really happy about. I still thought that I should do my weekly update though so here you go :)
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Jungkook couldn't remember the exact words this shorty used to lure him to his apartment. He only remembered the way the guy's hand was playing with the buttons on his shirt. Such adorable fingers.

Yet, here he was, waiting not-so-patiently for the shorty to unlock his front door.

When the lock clicked and the smaller pushed it open, Jungkook forced the both of them inside before kicking the door shut.

The other was giggling as Jung attacked his lips with a wanting kiss.

All of a sudden, the shorter male pulled away, raising his arms to Jungkook's chest.

Kook pulled him close and started biting his neck which pulled more giggles from the other, his voice vibrating against Jungkook's lips.

"Hey, kid," the shorty pushed against him, "At least tell me your name so I know what to moan."

"Jungkook," the taller grumbled, only abandoning his actions for three seconds exactly.

"J-Jimin," the shorter breathed out, his arms coming up to wrap around Kook's head.

"Are you gonna take me to your bedroom, Jimin?" Jungkook pulled back and smirked at the blush on the shorter's face.

"Are you gonna make it worth my while?" Jimin bit his lip and took half a step back.

"Challenge accepted," the taller mumbled before gripping the other's hips.

Jimin giggled and grabbed Jung's shirt, pulling the taller male through his apartment.

Jungkook was focused on the shorter's eyes, how the smudged eyeliner made his godly body seem human. Jungkook would've been blind if he'd missed Jimin's ass stuffed into his skinny jeans.

The taller stopped when they reached a doorway, grabbing both sides and making Jimin jolt.

"How old are you?" Jung wasn't convinced that someone so small could be legal, no matter their ass's size.

"Twenty three, why?" Jimin tugged on his shirt a couple times.

"Bullshit," the taller male grumbled, "Is that what's on your fake ID?"

"Rude," Jimin pouted, opting for unbuttoning the other's shirt, "My ID's not fake. And I'm just short."

"There's no way you're older than me," Jungkook dropped his arms and grabbed the older's hips.

"Short people have feelings too, Jungkook," Jimin giggled, "And we grow up just like all you tall people."

"Stop being so cute," Jung spun the other around and started pushing him towards the bed, successfully getting Jimin to crawl on the mattress.

Right as Jimin turned to face him, the younger got on the bed as well. At exactly this moment his phone started blowing up.

He growled and pulled it from his back pocket before turning it off and throwing it to the floor.

"Who was that? Your boyfriend?" Jimin continued to unbutton the taller's shirt, actually making it to Kook's jeans before he was pushed to lay on his back.

"No, my stupid friends," he mumbled before attaching his lips to Jimin's.

Jimin was really soft and thick and that's exactly what Jungkook had been craving for weeks. School and work had stressed him out so much and he needed this.

Jimin ran his fingers down the other's bare chest, lightly groaning when he felt Jung's abs.

The younger smirked at this and let his own hand roam to Jimin's jeans. He tugged on the belt loop, then slipped his fingers to the button. He popped it open with just a couple fingers and that had Jimin mewling.

The older pulled away from the kiss, looking down and trying to pull down Jungkook's zipper.

If there's one rule Jungkook has about sex, it's that he's never the first to be naked. He just doesn't like it that way.

"Hold on, baby," Jung grabbed Jimin's wrists in one hand then pulled them up to rest above his head.

Jimin whined and kicked his legs lightly. Jungkook felt the older's hard-on press against his thigh when he did this.

"Normally I just dive right in, but you," Kook exhaled, "I wanna see you squirm."

"Go for it," Jimin breathed out, chest rising and falling as he felt the younger's breath on his collarbones.

Jungkook took that as permission to do whatever he pleased, so he quickly bit into the other's neck.

Jimin let out a small moan that in turn had the younger groaning against his skin.

"H-How many times a week do you do this?" Jimin managed to choke out.

"When I'm not busy," Kook started, licking a thick stripe up to Jimin's jaw, "About twice if I'm sober enough."

Jimin's hands found their way to the taller's hair and lightly pulled, urging the other closer to his body, "You don't get wasted before your one-night stands?"

"Nah," Jung pulled away and started tugging on Jimin's sweatshirt, "I like to remember all the fun when I get up the next day."

Jimin giggled and aided the younger in taking his shirt off. After it was discarded, Jung's fingers found purchase on the older's hips.

"You're really," the taller paused here and pulled Jimin's zipper down, "thick, you know that?"

The shorter male wiggled a bit, his hands itching to grab something, "I don't call it that, but yeah, I know."

"I'm really looking forward to having you on your knees," Jung's right hand snaked under Jimin and he grabbed the older's ass.

Jimin closed his eyes and bit his lip before exhaling, "Looking forward to being there."

In a sudden surge of need Jungkook was laid over him again, kissing him with a bruising force.

Jimin wrapped his arms around the younger's torso and somehow managed to wiggle his legs from between Jungkook's. They wrapped around the younger's waist and one light kick to Kook's lower back had him rolling his hips into Jimin's.

Jungkook was surprised to find himself only semi-hard. He was positive that, with Jimin's ass and snappy remarks, he'd be way too ready to pound into the older male.

"K-Kook, please ju-just do it already. My jeans are way too fucking tight right now."

"They were too tight when you put them on," Jungkook mumbled into his ear. "Not that it's a bad thing."

"Please," Jimin whimpered.

Jungkook sat up and dragged his hands to Jimin's sides before he pulled on his jeans. It was a little difficult to get them off, but they managed.

Jimin toed his shoes off, each hitting the floor with a thud, and Jungkook pulled the rest of his clothes off before ditching them in the floor.

When he turned back to the older male, his breath hitched and he had to rub his face to get back in the zone.

Jimin giggled and sat up, "Is it the thighs?"

"It's everything," the younger admitted, "Your cock's thick too, what about that?" He smiled down at the older and ran his hands through Jimin's hair.

Jimin blushed and reached around Jung's frame to push his shoes off for him, "At least you didn't say it's little," he grumbled.

Jungkook found that to be adorable and he ended up letting out a short chuckle.

Jimin had the younger's pants pushed down in one swift motion, his boxers coming along with them.

He couldn't keep the blush off his face when Jung's member sprung up in front of him.

Kook's fingers lightly threaded through the shorter's hair, his smile falling when he visualized Jimin's lips around his dick.

But Jimin had other plans, said male laying down again as he pointed to the night stand, "Lube's the blue one and condoms are in the middle drawer."

Kook looked over and saw a couple bottles next to Jimin's lamp, a pink one and a blue one somehow being distinguished by him in the dark.

He moved to undress himself fully, but Jimin reached up and stopped him from taking his shirt off his shoulders.

"You look hot like that. Keep that on."
So Jung did, opting for letting Jimin have a small victory before he used his body.

Jung grabbed the lube and a condom then came back to hover over the shorter, "Want a blowjob, baby?"

Jimin inhaled sharply and nodded, willing to do just about anything suggested to him.

Kook wrapped his arms around the older and pushed him farther up the bed, letting his head rest in the middle of one of the pillows.

Jimin gripped his shoulder as he lowered himself on Jimin's body. He kissed a trail from the older's navel to his left hip and down his left thigh.

Jimin whined, Jungkook having missed the most important part.

The younger chuckled and reached back for the lube. He slicked his fingers up and pushed his middle finger into Jimin's heat.

The older groaned and threw his head back, "Why are your fingers so big?"

"Sorry babe," Kook smirked, licking a stripe from Jimin's balls to his tip.

"God," Jimin mewled, relaxing once Jung's finger was all the way in.

The younger slowly pumped his finger in and out, listening to Jimin whimper and whine. When Kook decided to push his second finger in, he started to simultaneously jack the older off.

Jimin gasped and clenched around the fingers, "Just scissor me and hurry up."

Jungkook chuckled at that, guiding the older's erection to his lips. He swallowed Jimin easily, immune to his gag reflex at this point in his life.

Jimin's hand found it's way to his hair once again, fingers curling in the locks as he moaned.

Soon, Jung slipped a third finger in and Jimin almost screamed. Without Jungkook's ring finger limiting the other two, Jung's middle finger could easily hit the older's prostate.

"Jungkook, I'm gonna cum," he panted out, "Stop, please stop."

The younger pulled his head up, watching his hand as he pushed in a few more times then withdrew his digits, "Your hole looks really swollen now."

"It's just been a while," Jimin held his arms out and Jungkook leaned over him again, "I'll be fine."

"How long is a while?"

"Couple months."

"Liar. No way someone hasn't been hitting this," Kook slapped the other's thigh for emphasis, making Jimin mewl.

"Yes way," Jimin huffed out, "I'll probably be a little tight for you, in all honesty."

Kook tsked and shook his head, "Such a shame. Body like yours should be worshipped."

Jimin brought his knees up to frame Jung's hips, squeezing him lightly as he exhaled.

Kook reached down again and grabbed the lube, slicking his dick up a bit before sliding the condom on and adding some more lube. He sat back on his knees to drop the lube in the floor and when he turned back, Jimin legs were straight up in the air.

"How-"

"I'm a dancer," Jimin cut in, "Maybe I'll show you how I do the splits sometime."

Jungkook nodded, eyes focusing on the older's thighs as he moved forward. He lined himself up with Jimin's entrance, unable to ignore how Jimin held his cheeks open for him, and pushed in with a grunt.

"Shit," Jimin breathed out, fingers digging into his own flesh.

Jungkook wrapped his arm around Jimin's thighs and let them rest against his left shoulder. His hand went down to push Jimin's thigh back. He liked to watch the glide in almost as much as he liked to feel it.

"Jungkook," Jimin's hand rested over the younger's, "You're so close to my spot."

Jungkook's head felt heavy as those words reached him. He closed his eyes for a second then opened them and angled his hips differently.

"No, fuck...other way," Jimin whined.
Kook barely followed along, head still slightly spinning because of this guy's voice.

The next slow thrust in made Jimin moan. It was loud and shameless, exactly what Jungkook wanted to hear.

"God baby," Jungkook pushed into the spot again and again, Jimin clenching each time.

"Fuck me faster," Jimin whimpered.
Jungkook turned his head and rest his forehead against Jimin's calves, kissing the back of his knee as he brought his other arm up to wrap around the older's legs.

"Fuck, Kookie," Jimin gasped, his hand gripping Jungkook's thigh.

The younger pressed into him, balls deep, and stayed that way as he parted Jimin's legs and leaned over him.

"Is it tight?" Jimin asked as he wrapped his arms around Jung's shoulders.

"Yeah," Kook nodded, burying his face in Jimin's neck, "Feel good for you?"

"Yeah," Jimin giggled, "You're almost too big."

"Doesn't hurt, does it?"

"Not anymore," Jimin shook his head and wrapped his legs around Jung's waist again.

Kook pulled his hips back, savoring the light moan it pulled from Jimin, then quickly pushed back in. He started getting faster with each thrust, until Jimin was almost crying in pleasure.

No matter how hard he slammed into the older, Jungkook couldn't get enough of his moans.

"J-Jungkook, touch me," Jimin squeezed his thighs a little tighter on the other's waist.

"God," Jungkook groaned, reaching between their bodies to grip Jimin's length, "Keep moaning, babe."

Jimin gasped as Jung's fingers encased his cock and started pumping him, dragging the cutest little whines from his throat.

"Fuck...you like that?" Jungkook lightly bit Jimin's neck and the older moaned.

"Yeah, it's so good," his voice was higher now, yet still a quiet whisper in Jungkook's ear, "Fuck, don't fucking stop. I'm gonna cum. You're gonna make me cum."

Jung groaned again, his forehead resting on Jimin's shoulder. He pushed his hips forward harder and pumped Jimin's length faster. He could feel his muscles burning, but he honestly didn't care.

"Feels so good," Jimin whispered out, "I love your dick so much."

Kook growled and lifted his head, eyes locking with Jimin's.

In mere seconds, Jimin came undone and threw his head back, his chest arching against Jungkook's.

The younger slid his left arm underneath Jimin as his right continued to pump him. His hips never stopped either, loving how Jimin clenched around him.

A few more rough thrusts combined with Jimin's panting made Jungkook spill into the condom.

He buried himself inside Jimin and groaned as the older kissed his cheek repeatedly.

"So good," Jimin whispered.

"Fuck," Kook panted out, his body collapsing on the smaller.

Jimin giggled and dropped his legs back to the bed, "You should pull out now."

"Shit, right," Jungkook willed himself back to his knees and withdrew himself from the shorter.

Jimin giggled at how cute that was, but didn't say anything about it, "That was amazing."

"Yeah," Kook pulled away from him and took the condom off, tying it before dropping it in the trashcan beside the night stand.

Jimin sat up on his knees, pulling his duvet around himself, "What's your last name Jungkook? Mine's Park."

"Jeon," the younger responded as he pulled his boxers back on.

Jimin nodded and smiled as he moved to the edge of the bed, "You know...you can come back whenever you want."

Jung looked up at the older with a confused expression.

"You never got to see me on my knees," he seductively smirked and bit his nail.

Jungkook swallowed at that and nodded, "Maybe I will," he picked his phone up from the floor and handed it to Jimin, "Password's 2413."

Jimin nodded and tapped in the numbers when they were prompted to him. He quickly went to Jungkook's messenger and typed his number in, sending a quick text to himself before setting up his contact info.

Jungkook was putting his shoes on at this point and Jimin simply slipped his phone into his jean pocket.

The older reached over and started buttoning Jungkook's shirt back up, leaving the first four open on purpose.

"Might wanna text your friends back, they seem wasted."

"What else is new," Jung laughed and stood up, "See ya around Jimin."

"Maybe," the older smirked.

"I definitely won't forget that ass," Jung said lowly, "If I see you, you'll be sure to know."

Jimin bit his lip and smiled, "Challenge accepted."

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