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*Smut Allert*  

Jungkook's Point of View

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It was hard. It was very hard. Oh shit if it wasn't hard! I was craving Jimin kisses more than anything in my life. I missed touching him and caressing him. But I knew my plan was working. Hell yes, it was working really well. As much as I hated seeing Jimin sad, I knew he subconsciously wanted my touch too, and he had to notice that . He had to understand that I wasn't the only one who wanted that, and stop rejecting my touches. He was showing more clingy towards me, he followed me everywhere in school trying to have some sort of contact with me. But I endured, stopping myself from pushing him on the wall and eat his lips 'till he begged me to stop. When I casually made our hands brush and his eyes jumped up to meet mine, thinking I was going to hold his hand, his face dropped every time, seeing it was just an accident. Tough it was a painful torture for me too, seeing his beautiful body walking beside me, willingly to touch it, I resisted my cravings. And yeah, it was doing this because I was still mad he covered my hickeys, told me not to call him names and slapped my hands away from him. He had to want me like I wanted him.

I just had a good shower, preparing myself to go to Jimin's home. I wore one of my favourite shirts, a long sleeve tight black shirt that showed all of my body perfectly, following every muscle it covered. Then I fitted a pair of tight ass ripped jeans and my black and white vans, also a jeans jacket. I proudly looked at my reflection.

He shouldn't be able to look away from me with these on...well even if I didn't have these on..or anything at all. I have to make him give in.

I walked all the way to his home, entering the small gate and ringing the doorbell. The door was quickly opened by a cute little Jimin. Well damn, he wasn't joking too. He was wearing a white top with little baby pink decorations, with some of the top buttons unbuttoned, enough to show off some of his cleavage, and it was absolutely unusual for him to do. Jimin was trying hard to take my attention. He also fitted some light gray pants. He smiled cutely at me, as always

>>You're here!<<

I smiled at him too, how can someone not?

>>From what you can tell?<<

He blushed embarrassed of his silly statement as he made me enter his house, closing the door. I followed him to his room, and it was the first time I had the opportunity to see it. It was pretty and neat, just like his owner, beautiful shades of blues and a lot of white surrounding us.

>>Your room it's so pretty Jiminie!<<

I complimented. He looked around shrugging

>>It's a normal room..<<

>>Look at all this peluches! This room it's so..you<<

He giggled

>>What are you saying, this doesn't make sense<<

He shook his head, then we locked eyes, staring for too much at each other

>>Shall we start?<<

I asked tentatively. He nodded

>>Where do I had to stay?<<

Jimin took my hand, guiding me on the bed and making me seat there

>>What now?<<

He took out from a drawer the block and the pencils, coming towards the bed and seating there as well.

>>Put your hands like this, like you're holding a large sphere, okay?<<

I tried to imitate him

>>No, not like that, more gentler..look<<

He moved my hands for me, delicately moving them in position

>>Now stay still<<

I fixed my eyes on the blank paper he was scribbling on, assimilating the way his wrist moved on the material, how his fingers held the pencil, the way he looked so concentrated on what he was doing, glancing at my hands frequently, using colors, changing rapidly from one hand to the other. He made me switch lots of poses, placing my fingers exactly like he wanted, playing with my hands, touching them more than necessary, making eye contact with me every time

>>Such manly hands..they're beautiful<<

He spoke softly, like he was talking to himself

>>Do you think so?<<

He looked up quickly, like he didn't mean to say it out loud

>>In an artistic way obviously<<

He fidget in his spot putting down the colors

>>Have you finished?<<

He nodded

>>Can I see?<<

He hesitantly nodded again, handing me the papers. They where just sketches, but they were perfect in every line and shadow, every soft spot on them copied in his minimum detail.

>>H-how is it?<<

>>It's..handsome. I don't really know how you do it!<<

He blushed, overwhelmed by the compliment

>>These are just sketches after all..<<

>>Those are amazing. You're amazing Jimin<<

He remained silent for a minute or so, while I continued studying his drawings

>>C-can I ask for a favour?<<

I nodded, my eyes lifting from the block

>>Of course<<

He came nearer to me, looking everywhere but my eyes

>>C-could you..<<

>>Mh?<<

He shook his head

>>N-never mind<<

As he started making his way back to where he was before i spoke

>>If you ask me, I'll give you what you want baby<<

He stopped on his spot, looking up at my face, his cheeks rosy and heating up

>>Tell me clearly what's that you want<<

His head sunk between his shoulders ad he felt ashamed

>>K-kiss<<

I lifted his chin placing my index finger under his face, thumb on his bottom lip brushing it lightly on the plump and kissable flesh

>>Is that what you want?<<

He nodded, and I obliged, slowly approaching his face, pecking his lips one time, backing away, trying to maintain control, he wasn't fully under my will yet. His closed eyes opened, long lashes fluttering

>>M-more<<

>>What did you say Jiminie? I can't hear you<<

>>Please..more Jungkook<<

>>As you wish<<

I slowly pecked his lips, pulling away shortly and pecking them again, chaste and sweet exchange

>>More<<

He whispered on my lips, hot breath touching my skin. I kissed him more, as he requested, sweetly and softly, but this time without pulling back each time, savoring every movement he made with his mouth pressed on mine, his little fists grasping the front of my shirt, his face pressing forward, asking again for more. I placed my hand on his side, sliding down to his soft hip, the other on his back, pressing more his body on mine. He pushed forward, his hands running from my chest to the back of my neck, his gestures shouting more more and more.

I pulled back again, his eyes lidded, looking at me, lips wet and flushed face. I pulled down his bottom lip again with my thumb

>>Open your pretty mouth for me kitten<<

He moaned softly in appreciation, closing again his eyes as my mouth met his, parting his lips, accepting my tongue in. I tightened my hold around his frail figure, his tummy brushing on mine, heavy breaths leaving our lips, lust filling the air around us as I pushed him on the bed, his back laying on the mattress, arms loosely abandoned to the sides of his head as I took in the beauty of the view under my eyes, crawling on top of him, the back of his spread thighs meeting the front of mines, my fingers blocking his wrists on the pillow

>>Jungkook..<<

He called me, communicating me his still unsatisfied needs. I pushed forward, as the forming tent in my tight jeans pressed to his crotch area making me hiss in pure bliss, I attacked his lips, this time aggressively, making him moan as I continued slowly grinding my clothed erection on his forming one. He suddenly freed his wrists from my grip, pushing my face slightly away whit an horrified expression on his face

>>We..we need to stop..<<

I leaned froward trying to kiss him again but he managed to stop me again

>>Stop it..it's stiffening down t-there<<

>>Jimin it's normal..<<

He shook his head closing his eyes and whining

>>It's bad!<<

I groaned, frustration clear in my features, lifting from his body and looking away. He rose to sitting position, patting my shoulder

>>Give me a moment please<<

I huskily murmured as Jimin drew back his hand. I breathed out, the thing in my pants still painfully hard. I cursed loudly, Jimin gasping at my back at the sudden words.

>>I think I need a cigarette<<

Jimin harshly took my arm holding me down when I tried to get up

>>Smoke is bad! It kills you!<<

I sighed looking at his serious eyes, wanting nothing more than continue from where we interrupted.

>>Then what do I have to do with him?<<

I said pointing at my poor JuanCock, with a hint of a whine in my tone. Jimin's cheeks dusted crimson red as he looked down at Juan, diverting his gaze as fast as a flash.

>>Uh..I-I...err..D-do you want to..<<

I looked up at him, sighing again

>>Bathroom?<<

I asked. He pointed at the door aside in his room. I made my way there, planning on taking care of my suffering cock on my own

>>I'm sorry my friend, it's you and me this time too<<

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It was taking me too long to cum, and the fact that Jimin was just right in the other room, and that I could've fucked him instead, wasn't helping at all. Soon a knock could be heard at the door

>>Kookie..you okay?<<

>>Yeah..kinda<<

I continued running my hand up and down my length, the other one pulling my fringe back time to time.

>>You sure?<<

I groaned loudly

>>I can't get off damn!<<

He yelped

>>SHhhh! There's my mom downstairs!<<

>>Baby..please can you continue talking to me?<<

>>Yeah, sure..what..what do I have to say?<<

>>Tell me what you feel when I kiss you baby, all the things you feel<<

>>Hum..<<

He started, but probably didn't know what to say

>>..It's so embarrassing Kookie..<<

>>Jiminie please<<

>>Err..I-I really like your lips, because they're soft and..p-pink<<

I rubbed my thumb on the slit, biting my lips to keep it quiet

>>Continue baby<<

>>And, uh- I like when you kiss me, because I feel something that makes flip flop in my stomach. And when you kiss me more it's really pleasing<<

I continued my hand job while Jimin talked to me, still it didn't even once hint on softening. I stopped on my work, placing my head on my arm which was placed on the wall

>>It's not working goddamn<<

Jimin stood silent for a while

>>What about, I'll come in? Maybe it will work?<<

I thought about it, finding it as a pretty good idea

>>You sure?<<

I asked him

>>Yes..<<

I unlocked the door and Jimin entered looking at the ground

>>Come here<<

I said to him, as he was standing there awkwardly gazing down. Jimin walked towards me, his hands nervously interviewing.

>>Sit on the toilet<<

He made what I told him to, but he didn't glance at my erection once from when he entered. I let it slide, I didn't want to force him, it was already a lot for him to be there in the first place. I started pumping again my shaft, placing myself in front of him, looking at Jimin intensely, gazing hungrily at his plump lips, as he licked them from time to time probably feeling them dry. His legs continued on shifting continuously in discomfort. I finally started feeling something good about that masturbation. I closed my eyes emitting a moan, throwing my head back, and when I reopened them Jimin was looking at the movements of my hand on my dick. It twitched at the sight, Jimin seemed really interested in it, probably because he didn't ever saw another cock beside his one. I jerked off faster, panting his name softly as his face flushed. He looked away and I growled

>>Watch me kitten<<

And he made as I told him to. Soon after I felt the familiar coil in my belly, knowing I was about to cum finally

>>Jimin pass me the toilet paper<<

He took it handing me the paper as I placed it around the tip of my cock, my movements faster and faster as I felt my climax approaching and washing over me with an overwhelming feeling. I panted out of breath for some seconds, trying to regain my usual heartbeat. I threw the dirty paper in the trashcan, pulling back up my briefs and pants, zipping them back.

>>I'm sorry you had to watch that<<

I said while I squatted in front of him. He however shook his head, without uttering a word and looking a bit lost

>>Jiminie say something<<

>>It is...big<<

I gulped, not expecting him to say such an explicit thing, he moved his eyes on mine

>>Mine isn't like that<<

I wanted to laugh my ass off, but he seemed really serious, so I contained myself

>>Did you like it?<<

He nodded immediately

>>You looked amazing<<

I grinned

>>Why don't you show me too?<<

He jolted in his spot, his head sinking again between his shoulders

>>You don't wanna?<<

He shook his head cutely

>>Hey come on, I have to wash my hands, wait for me in the other room, yeah?<

He got up leaving hurriedly the room. He was simply too pretty.

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Jikook it's just too cute. I cry ç^ç

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