Chapter Text
CW: Top Jungkook, Power bottom Jimin
Jungkook couldn't stop kissing Jimin even if he wanted to. His lips tingled, and heat spread across his skin. Everything about Jimin was addictive—his scent, taste, warmth.
He loved the way Jimin held his face while kissing him. The way his thick fingers buried into his hair and tugged at the roots. The way Jimin's thumb caressed his cheek while he devoured his mouth.
Jimin slipped one hand to hold his chin, fingers digging into his cheek and keeping his mouth open for him. The kisses were hungry and passionate. There was nothing decent about how Jimin licked into his mouth or sucked his tongue. Jimin didn't spare him a moment to breathe. From the moment they kissed under the rain, they could barely keep their hands to themselves.
Jimin pulled him closer, wedging a leg between his thighs, and pinned him to the room wall. He kissed down his jaw, nibbling at his skin and sucking a hickey on his neck before he was back at his lips again. Their lips were bitten raw, slightly swollen, and red. The trek back to the hotel was hurried and impatient.
No words were spoken. Jungkook's body reacted as if it always knew what it wanted. He relished the heat and the passion. Jimin fueled the desire burning under his skin with soft praises he pressed into his skin with each kiss.
Jimin tore his lips briefly away from panting against his mouth. Hot breath puffed across his spit-coated lips. "Where have you been hiding all these years, Jeon?" Jimin growled. "You make me go crazy. Ever since I stumbled into you in that washroom, you occupied my every thought."
Jungkook's chest heaved. "Y-You thought about me?"
"Every fucking day." Jimin kissed him again. Ferociously and with an intensity that lit the fire of desire in his veins. There wasn't an inch on his face that was left unkissed.
Jungkook panted, barely clinging to Jimin with all his might. His knees were weak, and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. His soft gasps and moans were all swallowed. He pressed his hardness against the muscular thigh that rubbed against his crotch insistently.
Jimin pulled back to tug his t-shirt above his head with great difficulty. Jungkook didn't remember when they ditched their jackets or where their bag was. He lifted both his arms, detaching his lips only to give space for the t-shirt to slide up. He chased after Jimin's mouth as soon as it was out of the way.
They were soaked to the bones. He shivered when air brushed against his bare torso. Jungkook was so aroused that he didn't feel shy or embarrassed. He wanted Jimin. He wanted his hands and mouth all over him. He wanted Jimin to ruin him.
Jimin was the first to pull back. With a hand on Jungkook's chest, he stopped him when he tried to chase after him again. A noise of protest left his throat.
"We need to shower," he panted, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "Let's not catch a cold."
Jungkook went willingly when Jimin took his hand and tugged. In the bathroom, Jimin wordlessly undressed while Jungkook stared shamelessly. It was the first time he was looking at a man with a different intention. It felt different but not wrong in the least. If anything, he was giddy with excitement.
His body was already heated enough with their kisses. He barely felt the cold anymore. Also, the hungry, lustful stares Jimin kept sending his way had the fire simmering in his veins. Jungkook never felt so desired in his entire life. He was handsome and sure attracted a lot of attention, but none like this. This was mutual. Being at the receiving end of such attention for the first time felt surreal, especially from a stunning man like Jimin.
Jimin didn't even try to hide his desire for him. He watched as Jimin stripped to his underwear. The hard bulge he witnessed through the black material caused his cock to twitch with interest. He caused that. Jimin was aroused because of him. Something akin to pride surged inside his chest.
Jungkook bit his lip to suppress the wanton noise. He knew how this worked. He had watched gay porn and jerked off secretly, but he didn't know how they would proceed from here or what Jimin preferred. He didn't know what his own preference was. Jungkook never thought it was possible to be with a man in such an intimate way that he never dared to dream of such a thing.
Jimin wordlessly strode toward him. Jungkook only gasped with his heart hammering in his chest when Jimin unbuckled his pants and pushed the soaked pants down his legs. He lifted his legs, kicking the wretched material away.
His skin flushed red, and cheeks tingled when he stood in front of Park Jimin in nothing but underwear. Jimin had a toned body with taut muscles. The ropes on his abdominal muscles were a visible proof of that he took care of his body very well.
Jungkook worked out too and was really proud of his body, but when he glanced at Jimin, he forgot to breathe. His lips were bitten raw and red. Oh, fuck those dreamy plump lips that made his insides melt. Jimin's hair was disheveled. The man had killer thighs that flexed with each movement, and he knew they felt like concrete to touch. He had touched those thighs before.
Jimin extended his hand with his palm facing upward. Jungkook slid his hand into his. Anticipation strummed his veins, and he swallowed again.
He wanted to say something, but didn't know what the right thing to say in such a situation was. So he chose to be silent. Jimin yanked the shower, checking the temperature before pulling him under the steady stream of water.
Jungkook closed his eyes with a contented sigh while Jimin washed his hair and helped him rinse. He tried to return the favor, but Jimin shook his head.
"Let me take care of you today," he said, and Jungkook nodded shyly.
When he lathered the body wash, Jungkook's body pulsed with a need he had never experienced before. A simple touch of Jimin's fingers had him moan softly.
"So sensitive, hmm?" Jimin ran the loofa on his overheated skin. "Gonna have so much fun playing with you."
Jungkook had no doubt. He only hummed in response. His body was already leaning toward Jimin. He clenched and unclenched his fists, unsure what to do while Jimin washed him. Jimin took his time running his fingertips over the plane of his chest and abdomen, tracing every line and curve.
The stream washed away the soap suds. When Jimin turned him around, Jungkook didn't know what to expect. Jimin was teasing him and making him wait. He wanted to hurry but also loved the way tension coiled in his lower belly.
He felt the loofa running all over his back before a pair of lips kissed his nape, and he shivered. Jimin dragged his lips down his spine, placing open-mouthed kisses as he went. Jungkook gasped softly. When Jimin returned to kiss his neck, Jungkook threw his head back with a moan.
Jimin dropped the loofah somewhere, and his hands were all over him again. One hand crawled to tease his erect nipple while the other traveled down to his hip. A finger dipped past the waistband of his underwear, and his cock twitched again. The strain was almost painful, and the tip of his cock throbbed.
Jimin rolled his nipple between his fingers, mouth playing with his earlobe, kissing and nibbling gently while his hand dipped further into his underwear. Jungkook's toes curled in anticipation, and he lifted his hip to get Jimin's hand to where he wanted the most.
"Want me to touch you?" Jimin asked.
"Please...yes, please...please..."
Jimin chuckled. He wasted no time to eradicate the remaining distance, finally cupping his hardness. His hand enclosed his throbbing member, and fingers circled his head once. Then he gripped the base of his cock and began to jerk him slowly.
Jungkook thrust his hip to meet the hand while leaning his entire weight on Jimin. He had touched himself before, but this felt different. It was the first time someone else was touching him down there, and the touch alone sent sparks of pleasure through his body.
"Wanna come for me, baby? Hmm...wanna take the edge off first?"
Jungkook nodded. His chest heaved, and he was writhing in Jimin's grip. He felt like he would explode if he didn't come. The pleasure was too much. He didn't know what else the night had in store for him.
Jimin increased the pace of his hand, and Jungkook came embarrassingly faster. His vision blurred with pleasure. His knees shook, and he held Jimin's hand around his waist for support. Jimin murmured soft praises while he recovered.
Jungkook slowly turned to kiss Jimin breathlessly, and his hands slipped between them, cupping Jimin's hardness through his underwear. Jimin moaned against his mouth, his hips jerking.
"Oh, fuck!" he groaned. "Ah...just like that."
That was all the encouragement Jungkook needed. He pushed the underwear down to reveal his erection and began to jerk him off. Jimin thrust into his hand while Jungkook kissed him again. It took a bit longer to make Jimin come, but when he did, he felt as if he was on top of the world. The feeling of Jimin arching in his hands, his fingers digging on his shoulders while he spilled in his hands alone was exhilarating.
Oh, God! The pure bliss on Jimin's face when he came was everything. Jungkook realized he wanted to look at him forever like that.
They didn't waste time after that. Jimin shut the shower and pulled him out, throwing a dry towel at him. They dried as best as they could. By now, their intentions were clear to each other. They wanted more.
Jungkook couldn't wait to explore more and see where this led to. They continued to kiss on their way out and to bed. He couldn't get enough and thought he had gotten better at kissing. Jimin pushed him to the bed, and he fell back with a huff.
"What do you want?" Jimin asked. "We can go all the way, or we can just touch and pleasure each other. Whatever you're comfortable with."
Jungkook swallowed. His head reeled, and his cock was growing hard already. "All the way," he whispered. "If that's okay."
"What do you prefer?" Jimin went to grab something from his bag.
It was the question Jungkook had no answer to. He blinked, his mouth opening and closing before shaking his head lightly. Jimin, who glanced over his shoulder frowned, and then his gaze softened. He came back to the bed, dropping something on it.
Jungkook glanced at the lube and condoms. His eyes widened considerably.
"When did you get this?" he asked breathlessly, and the thought of Jimin being sexually active heated his skin. There was also something else behind that. Possessiveness? He didn't really like the thought of Jimin being with someone else.
"I always carry a lube," Jimin replied. "Makes it easier while masturbating." He put a hand on his hip, glancing at Jungkook from the foot of the bed. "This is a honeymoon suite, if you haven't noticed. I found the condoms in the drawer and put them aside because I didn't want to make you uncomfortable."
Jungkook smiled shyly. "Oh."
"Have you fingered yourself before?"
Jungkook's eyes widened, and he shook his head. His heart fluttered in his chest.
Jimin didn't look bothered by his answer. "Have you thought about this before? Do you like to give or receive?"
Jungkook swallowed. Was that even a thing? He didn't know. He shook his head again.
Jimin only hummed. "I'm vers. So I don't mind either. Since it's your first time, wanna try topping? It would be much more comfortable if you didn't try anything else before."
"I...I-I'm okay with whatever you want."
Jimin's features softened. "It goes both ways," he said. "And tonight is all about you, Jungkook. I'm going to make this memorable for you."
Jungkook let out a relieved breath. "Thank you. I just... I have no clue about all this. I just..." He blew out a breath. "I just want you."
"Do you trust me, sweetheart?"
Jungkook nodded immediately. "Yes."
"Okay. I noticed you weren't much of a talker earlier, but I want you to be verbal if you are uncomfortable with anything at any point in time. Can you do that for me?" Jimin asked in a stern voice that sent a shiver down his spine. It excited him.
Jungkook nodded. "Yes."
"If there's something I do and you don't like it or are not comfortable with it, you tell me immediately. Got it?"
"Yes."
"Alright then." Jimin smiled and dropped his towel.
He still wore his wet underwear underneath, just like Jungkook. But soon, he tugged it down and kicked it somewhere. Jungkook's eyes widened, and he stared shamelessly. Jimin was well endowed, and his growing erection stood proudly against his abdomen.
Jimin climbed onto the bed and tugged at his towel before pulling his underwear down and leaving him naked for his eyes. Jungkook blushed but couldn't avert his gaze even if he wanted to. Not when a fine specimen of a man hovered over him.
Jungkook wanted to touch him and feel his warm skin on him. "I want to touch you," he said. "Please...let me touch you."
Jimin smiled and came closer. Jungkook pulled him on top of him, kissing him again. He kissed all over his face and then his neck. Jimin gasped softly when he nibbled at the juncture of his neck. He felt so soft yet firm at the same time.
Jungkook ran his hands all over his back, cupping his firm ass. Fuck! It felt just so good. Their cocks brushed together, and he felt the sparks of pleasure again.
Jimin kissed him back with the same fervor. He seemed as eager as Jungkook, but it was Jungkook who was breathless from their make-out session. Jimin slipped down to kiss all over his chest, and his lips enclosed his nipple.
The warmth of his tongue laving at his nipple sent ripples of pleasure down his abdomen. Jimin didn't hold back as he kissed and sucked, occasionally nibbling and blowing air at his nipple before sucking again. Jungkook was floating with all the pleasure coursing through his system.
He gasped softly and whimpered as he arched to meet Jimin's mouth. He was hard as a rock, and every inch of him ached with need only Jimin could satisfy. It hurt to the point that it was uncomfortable. He squirmed, fighting the urge to touch himself.
"Please..." he whimpered. "Jimin...god please...more...want more."
Jimin pulled back to straddle his thighs. "Ready, sweetheart?"
Jungkook nodded wordlessly and let out a needy hiccup only to cover his face with both hands in embarrassment. Jimin tugged his hands away.
"No hiding..." he sang, tapping the mole on his bottom lip. "You're so handsome...so stunning. I love how responsive you are."
Jungkook flushed further.
Jimin smiled, grabbing the lube and spreading it generously on his fingers before reaching behind him. Jungkook's eyes widened, and he stared at him in wonder. Jimin threw his head back, biting his bottom lip as he slipped a finger inside him.
Fuck!
Jungkook's cock throbbed. Jimin flattened a hand over Jungkook's abdomen for balance as he continued to thrust his finger in and out. Jungkook ran his hands over his thick thighs, digging his fingers into the hard muscles as he watched breathlessly.
Jimin was like a wet dream coming to life. With his wet hair hanging over his half-lidded eyes drunk in pleasure, teeth sinking into his bottom lip, he was everything Jungkook could ever dream of and some more.
His cock dribbled precum and hot arousal pooled in his belly. He couldn't wait to be inside him. He couldn't wait to feel that tightness around him. Couldn't wait to know how it feels.
Jimin smiled seductively. "Already dreaming of fucking me, sweetheart?"
Jungkook swallowed, face flushing red at being caught. He nodded shyly.
"Hmm...you can speak. I want to know what's going in your head," he spoke in a soft, sensual voice.
"You look like a dream," Jungkook gushed. "So gorgeous. So so beautiful."
Jimin moaned. "Do you think you can keep up? Look at your cock twitching and dripping... Bet you will come at the moment you're inside me."
Jungkook lifted his hips unconsciously with an embarrassing moan.
"Don't worry, though. You seem to have a short refractory period. So I'll let you fuck me through your orgasm and then fuck me again until I come untouched. Can you do that, hmm?"
Jungkook nodded, gasping in anticipation. His finger dug into Jimin's hip, where it had finally found purchase. "Anything...I'll do anything for you."
"So eager, huh?" he teased but removed his fingers and leisurely grabbed the condom, taking his sweet time to rip it and then roll it down Jungkook's aching length. He then used the remaining lube in his hand to lube Jungkook's sheathed cock.
When he finally lifted his hip to align his entrance with his cock, Jungkook held his breath in anticipation. Jimin began to sink into his cock slowly. Jungkook watched his cock being swallowed mesmerizingly, eyes wide and mouth agape.
Jimin was so tight and warm around him. "Fuck!" Jimin groaned when he finally sat fully on his cock. "You're so big," he panted softly. "Can you feel the way I'm stretched around you? Can you feel how deep you are?"
Jungkook was breathless, barely holding himself together. "Yes..." he moaned. The pleasure of being inside him alone threatened to push him over the edge. He gritted his teeth and breathed through his mouth.
"Feel like I'm sitting on a throne," Jimin continued as he rotated his hips.
The pleasure that shot through him was immense, and Jungkook arched off the bed. Jimin, however, pinned his hip to the bed.
"Uh-uh..." He grinned. "Watch me," he said and lifted himself, slowly moving and fucking himself on his cock.
If Jungkook thought Jimin fingering himself was sexier, he had no words to describe this. His jaw went slack at the onslaught of pleasure, hands that were holding Jimin by his hip tightened. "Oh, God!"
Jimin chuckled, but it came out as a moan. "Just call me Jimin," he gasped, increasing the pace that caused Jungkook's eyes to roll back. Jimin's moans fueled his desire. They were like a siren's call, and he was willing prey. Jimin lifted his hip until only the tip of his cock was inside him and sank back. Their skin slapped with a wet smack that caused him to flush.
"Jimin...oh...ngh..."
From there, the pleasure was all he could feel. Jimin played with his nipples while moving his hips faster. His body no longer belonged to him. Like a fiddle, Jimin's fingers tuned him, and he sang. He gasped and moaned. Grunted and whimpered. Clawed at Jimin and pulled him closer. He kissed him wherever he could reach and babbled nonsense until he felt his soul leave his body with the orgasm that crashed into him like a freight train.
He felt wetness spilling over his abdomen, but he could barely move. His vision was swimming, and his body felt like he was floating. Jungkook had only heard of out-of-body experience, but it was his first time experiencing it.
Jimin kissed him gently, pulling out and cleaning them both before slumping beside him. Jungkook blindly pulled him closer, hugging and burying his face into his neck.
Once they recovered, Jimin smiled at him mischievously. "Ready for another round, sweetheart?"
"Again?" Jungkook's eyes widened.
"What? You thought I was done with you?" Jimin grinned coyly.
That night Jungkook barely slept. Jimin too.