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Dangerous | Chapter 6: Morello

Genre: Enemies to Lovers, Bad Boy!Jimin, Bartender!Reader College AU

Pairing: Jimin/Named Reader

Rating: M | Minors DNI

Chapter Warnings: jealousy, slight angst

A/N: I know it's been literally forever since I updated this. I don't really have a good reason, but I'm hoping to get the rest of the chapters queued up to release over the next couple of weeks.

You're almost late to class as you had forgotten your water bottle and only realized when you'd already walked halfway. You'd just managed to get to class with a couple of minutes to spare, but you'd already worked up a sweat.

Luckily, your normal spot next to Eunha was free and you slid into it. You looked around the room, not spotting Jimin at all. While normally you kept your gaze away from the boy, you knew the two of you needed to discuss what happened the night before. It was obvious he remembered otherwise he wouldn't have left or would've at least left a note like he usually did. 

The instructor came in and class started. Jimin was nowhere among the crowd of dancers and as the music started, you couldn't shake the feeling from the back of your neck that it was because of you.

Class went by as usual other than Jimin wasn't there. It wasn't just you that seemed to notice his missing presence, you noticed your classmates looking around and glancing at each other, shrugging. When class ended, your instructor the typical shuffling when the music shut off. 

"Remember to continue working on your piece for the final showcase," she said. "It's going to take the entire semester to perfect and I want it to show a culmination of the styles you have come to perfect and love. I want to feel who you are through your dance. Keep that in mind as you're choreographing." 

As you gathered your things, you thought about Jimin's suggestion to include some ballet in your routine. While you could include some of the simpler moves and foot positions, doing anything iconically recognizable as ballet without risking re-injuring or hurting yourself in some other way. But, you knew Jimin was right, pushing your body to its extremes was the point of dancing. Bruises on your knees, injuries, sore muscles, they were all just part of the job.

You tossed your backpack over your shoulders and walked back towards your apartment. you caught a glimpse of a familiar black motorcycle parked outside the building. You looked up and saw Jimin leaning against it, he wasn't facing your way. You were just about to grab his attempt when you heard someone behind you. 

"Jimin!" Eunha ran out from behind you and rushed towards him. "Why weren't you in class?" 

"Ah, it was nothing. I didn't feel well, but I feel much better now that you're here." He handed her his second helmet as she climbed on the motorcycle behind him. Her thighs where yours usually sat and her arms wrapped around his middle.

You rolled your eyes before Jimin could notice you and headed towards your apartment. You couldn't fight off the sour taste in your mouth. It wasn't so much jealousy as it was sadness that you'd just been beginning to think that maybe Jimin had changed. 

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The club was oddly busy for a weeknight. You filled and refilled drinks constantly and shook cocktails nearly every second. You barely registered the music as you worked. 

As the night went on, the bar finally started to empty out when you had an hour left in your shift. There was only one man left at the bar and the majority of patrons at the club were focused on dancing. You recognized the man sitting at the end of the bar. He'd hung around Jimin and his friends the few times you'd seen them all together and you were introduced to him once, but his name evaded you. He was the quiet type, nearly never danced, preferred to just sit at the bar and sip whiskey or sit at the side. 

You'd occasionally catch his eyes slip over someone on the dancefloor. His eyes moving from their head down to their toes and lingering a little on the way down, but he never did anything about it. You'd even caught him checking you out a few times, but he would simply just look away and take a sip of his drink as if his eyes hadn't just been roaming the curve of your ass. 

The thing was, while he checked out you and various other people at the club, he never approached them or had anyone approach him, which was the part you couldn't understand. He was attractive. A bit short for some tastes, but his pouty lips and slim figure very much made up for it.  

You watched as his long fingers wrapped nearly around the glass as he sipped again. He locked eyes with you again, a smirk on his face that you could just barely make out through the glass. By the time he'd placed his glass back down on the bar, he was straight-faced again. 

You almost wanted to laugh at the way he was toying with you. You looked away, a slight blush on your cheeks. You unintentionally found yourself locking eyes with Jimin as he walked into the club with his arm wrapped around Eunha. 

He winked as he and Eunha made their way to the dancefloor. She began grinding on him almost immediately and you had to look away before you puked all over the bar. 

You didn't blame Eunha. Nearly every girl in your class would've killed to be in her position, but you wished that you could warn her before Jimin broke her heart. But, based on the way she looked at him through her eyelashes and smiled at him like he was a lost puppy, you knew she was too far gone. 

Your stomach turned and you almost the man at the end of the bar attempting to get your attention. Considering he was the only one at the bar (and cute), you didn't mind him shouting over the music for you to refill his glass. Most of the time it came off as obnoxious, but there was something about him that caused you not to mind. 

"You seem different," he said. "You aren't checking me out anymore."

"What?" you asked. 

"I'm not oblivious. I thought we were having some fun." 

"Mmm, yeah, just saw someone I didn't really want to." 

"Old boyfriend?" 

"I guess you could say that."

Yoongi drunk down half his whiskey before setting back down on the bar. "It's Jimin, right?" 

"Uh, yeah," you said.

"He told us everything about you and your plan to get back at him." Yoongi chuckled, fingering the rim of the glass and looking up at you. "He kind of deserves it honestly. He was still going from girl to girl until he met you again." 

"What do you mean?"

"After that night you two almost hooked up, he hasn't seen anyone else. Well, I guess until tonight. Normally, he was with a different girl every week, sometimes 2 or 3 a week." 

You rolled your eyes. "Still the old Jimin, I guess." 

"I wouldn't be too sure. He doesn't seem too happy that you're paying so much attention to me right now." 

You glanced over in his direction and you caught Jimin's hard gaze on the two of you. He didn't seem focused on Eunha at all, beyond his hands on her hips. 

"I don't know. He's seemed mad at me since last night. God, knows why." 

Yoongi's roamed over you again and he finished the rest of his glass. "When are you off?" 

You pulled out your phone. "Like twenty minutes."

"Want me to help you out? Your goal was to hook up with all his friends, right?"

"Kind of," you said. "I mostly just want to make him get a taste of his own medicine. What exactly did you have in mind?"

"Well, I don't really care for dancing like Hoseok, but I have heard that I'm a pretty good kisser and well, I wouldn't mind kissing you." 

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When you got off, you took off your apron and passed it on to the next bartender, thankfully not Chul-soo. You ducked into the bathroom and freshened up your makeup. 

You hadn't dressed up that night. You wore a simple scoop neck, long-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans. You let your hair out of its ponytail and reapplied your lipstick. You could already feel your body coursing with anticipation at the thought of kissing Yoongi, as you'd come to learn his name. 

He'd stressed he wasn't looking for anything serious and didn't expect anything from you afterward, which was music to your ears. There was nothing you loved more than getting to have some fun without the expectation of owing him something. 

You emerged back out to the club to see Jimin and Eunha at the bar. It was obvious he waited until you were off to order drinks. You barely glanced as you passed by, but felt his eyes follow you as you approached Yoongi who still sat at on the bar stool on the end. 

"Hey Handsome," you said, flashing him a smile. "I'm off." 

He smiled, his gums showing and it made him look adorable, in great contrast to the sexy and serious personality you'd seen so far, and you loved it. 

Yoongi got up from his seat, abandoning the rest of his whiskey and wrapping his arm around your waist. 

"Wait," you said. You reached for the half full whiskey and downed the rest of it, enjoying the burn in the back of your throat. "Can't waste good whiskey." 

"God, you're hot," Yoongi said, a chuckle in his voice as he pulled you away from the bar and to one of the tables along the wall of the club. He sat down in the chair and his eyes widened as you climbed on top of him and straddled him immediately. 

"Eager?" 

"Tipsy," you said. 

"Just from that little bit of whiskey?"

"I might've snuck a couple shots on my break."

You smirked as your lips brushed his neck and his hands came down to grip your hips. "Think this old chair will hold us?" 

"Mm, well, I guess it if breaks you'll just have to catch me."

You smirked as you gripped either side of his face and brought your lips to his. He tasted bitter with just a bit of sweetness on his tongue, like whiskey. There was still alcohol on his breath and his lips causing a familiar burn as you pulled apart. 

"Wow, you are a good kisser." 

"Don't get too attached, baby. Remember, this is just a one-time thing."

"Better savor it then." 

You attached your lips to his again as you felt his hands move from your hips. One came to rest where your neck met your head, tangled in your head. He used the other to loop two fingers into one of your belt loops.

"He looks pissed," Yoongi said. 

"Good." 

You knew that kissing Jimin just the night before and then making out with one of his friends the next night was low, but Jimin had given you no explanation on why he was avoiding you or why he was suddenly with Eunha. Was it toxic? Yes. Was it unhealthy? Probably. Did you care? No.

"I think we should go home," he said. "Before either of us does something we regret."

You nodded, feeling the alcohol beginning to wear off and your body beginning to feel weighed down. "I'm getting tired anyway. Walk me out?"

You got up from Yoongi's lap and held your hand out to him with a small, lazy smile. He stood up and took it, returning your smile, although unfortunately not showing his teeth in the cute way he had earlier.

As you walked out of the club hand in hand with Yoongi, you caught Jimin's eye once again. He was sitting at the bar while Eunha was trying to pull him back out to the dancefloor. He was sweaty and his hair stuck to his forehead. You wanted nothing more than push his hair back and run your hands through like he always liked to do himself.

He quickly withdrew his eyes from you and went back to drinking. You could see he was still sober, only drinking a lemonade. If he was drinking, there would've been bottles on the bar. 

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"You don't have to walk me home," you said, pulling your hands from Yoongi's.

"Are you sure? I don't mind." 

"It's not far," you said. "I usually walk home. Don't worry." 

He nodded and headed off in the opposite direction. You crossed your arms as the night air bit through the fabric of your clothes. You were nearly halfway home when you heard the familiar rumble of a motorcycle and you watched as Jimin passed you with Eunha on the back.

You just continued down the sidewalk as you felt your eyelids beginning to droop. It was too cold for you to actually fall asleep, but you couldn't wait to get back to your apartment and fall into your bed.

You'd just crosswalk that meant you were halfway home when you the motorcycle again. He pulled up to the sidewalk just as the walk sign flashed on the opposite side of the road. He reached back and held out the second helmet. 

"Get on," he said. 

You knew you couldn't decline, even you wanted to. While you knew from the harbored tone of Jimin's voice that was still mad at you, but the idea of closing your eyes and resting against Jimin's back was too tempting to pass up. 

You fastened on the helmet and climbed on behind Jimin. You wrapped your arms around him and rested your head between his shoulder blades. You'd ridden on his motorcycle so much that you'd begun to feel comfortable. The air whipped around you and the feel of his body around yours. 

"Yoongi should've made sure you got home okay." 

"I told him not to." 

"He shouldn't have listened."

You rolled your eyes as the motorcycle lurched in the direction of your apartment. The ride wasn't long and you were slightly disappointed as he parked outside your complex. 

"Thanks," you said.

He just nodded and motioned for you to go upstairs. 

"Jimin, I'll be fine. Just go." 

"Inna, don't argue with me. Text me when you're in safely." 

You sighed and walked up to your apartment and walked inside immediately shooting Jimin a text before falling onto your bed.

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Our First Time - Park Jimin (M)

— pairing | Park Jimin/Reader — word c | 2,574 — genre | Boyfriend au!, Virgin au!  Non Idol au! Smut. — summary |  [ Jimin always wanted to be closer to you, and one day he finally succeeded. ]. — warnings/tags | I have no idea where I drew inspiration for it. Lol . Adult content, explicit sex, low slang words,

“Jiminie, baby, I'm home.” I was in the kitchen when I heard her voice from the living room, and then the sound of her keys falling on the coffee table. Her voice, followed by the sound of her keys, were two things I was very well accustomed to. (Y/N) and I had been dating for almost two years and I couldn’t get enough of hearing her come home, to our home.

She was beautiful. Always smiling, always making everyone smile around her. (Y/N) was a wonderful person and I was lucky to have her by my side. A few years ago I wouldn’t think we'd be dating today. I was too shy to say anything to her. I always froze when we were close to each other and when she talked to me, I could barely open my mouth to respond. I shouldn’t be like this, it was JungKook who was the shy one with women, I was the extrovert, but at that time, he was better off with her than I was. I don’t even know where I got the nerve to do that in that day.

It was late, we had just watched an anime marathon in the living room and (Y/N) wanted to leave, but it was too late for her to go alone, and the Hyungs were tired to take her home. The six then began a discussion to know in which room she would sleep, while I just stood still, curled up on the couch, wrapped in my blanket, watching as she laughed at the guys. She played with Hoseok, and laughed at some bad joke Jin had. I wanted to be like this with her. I wanted to make her laugh too, but I just could not. I wonder why? I never had no problem talking to girls, Jungkook it was like that at first, then why I was so shy around her, like I was a virgin? Well, I was, but that doesm’t mean anything.

"Why doesn’t she sleep with Jimin hyung?" Taehyung's voice caught my attention, making me look at him and make everyone look at me, including (Y/N). "He bought a King size bed, there's plenty of room for both of them."

"His bed may be large, but mine is more comfortable, not to mention I'll be in it." Jungkook said looking at me, teasing me. He knew I was jealous when she had to sleep in one of the members' bedrooms. I just stared at him, glaring at him furiously enough for him to back away.

"I never slept in Jimin’s room." Her voice said, making me look at her. (Y/N) smiled at me. "If you have no problem, can I sleep in your room today?" She asked and I opened my mouth to respond, but the words did not come out. Then I just nodded and gave her a small smile. Everyone then got up and went to their rooms. I did the same and (Y/N) followed me into my room. She had never entered my room, I had forgotten that, so I prayed my room was neat when I opened the door for her. As she entered, she dropped her cell phone on the dresser by the door and began to walk, looking up and down.

She stopped in front of the bed and sat on the edge, turning to me who was still standing in the bedroom door, deciding what to do. She let out a sigh and gave me a smile.

“C’mon Jiminie, I don’t bite. Come here." She called me with her hands. I closed the door behind me and sat next to her on the bed, looking anywhere but for her. An uncomfortable silence settled between us. “Jimin, Is it okay for you to me sleep here? If you're uncomfortable with me, just tell me, I can sleep with one of the others."

"No," I almost screamed, making her jump at my side. I scratched the back of my neck and looked at her. "It's just ... I … I’m shy… with you.”

“Are you shy with me? Why?” I shrugged, not knowing how to answer that. She bit her lip and it made the fire inside me burn. Shit, I couldn’t have an erection with her over there. "Why don’t we close the curtains, turn out the lights and try again? Maybe it could help."

It was not a bad idea.I got up and closed the curtains before turning off the bedroom lights. I knew the room very well to get to the bed without tripping over anything.

“What now?” I Asked.

"Now you talk to me, Jiminie. Why are you so shy around me?" Her voice asked and only then did I realize that I was standing in front of her sitting on the bed.

"I like you." I spoke without stammering, without hesitation, without freezing. The dark was really helping. I heard her laugh and then I felt her hands on my waist. My whole body shook with only her touch.

"Do you like me, Jiminie?" She was ... Oh no, she couldn’t be ... Is she flirting? With me? "Answer me, baby." She asked. Being called ‘baby’ by her was one of my biggest fantasies. Every time I jerk off thinking about her, it was with her calling me baby.

"Yes, (Y/N), I like you." I replied, almost in a whisper.

"Then you will not mind if I do this .." She slipped her hands through my shirt and carried them up to my back where she scratched it lightly with her fingernails. Soon after I felt her kisses on my abdomen, making me moan at the feel of her soft lips on my skin. And her hands that had come out of my back went down my thighs and up toward my cock that was hard on her. She stroked it and squeezed it over my shorts as I stroked her hair and face. I wouldn’t miss that chance for anything. (Y/N) took her hands up to the waistband of my pants and pulled it down, taking my underwear with it. Before I even felt her hands on my cock, I felt her lips kiss it, causing me to let out a low moan as she held it and began to masturbate me. It was much better than me masturbating for her. A thousand times better. Soon her mouth was around my cock and my moan this time came out a little louder. She sucked me alternating between sucking lightly and with a little more force, which ripped me moans and sighs.

I closed my eyes and stroked her hair before opening them again, widening them when I remember that I had no condoms. Holy shit Jimin, you are so stupid. What do I do now? The woman I'm in love with is in front of me, making me a blowjob, and I can’t tell her that I'm an inexperienced virgin and that I don’t have a condom with me. Can i?

"(Y/N) ... I'm going to interrupt this moment, pretty quickly.." I whispered breathlessly resting my hands on her shoulders, unable to see her face in the darkness. She just mumbled something and putting my dick deep in her throat, almost making me cum. “Shit ... I ... I don’t have a condom with me.”

She laughed, pulling me out of her mouth.

“ And now?"

“Hm, I'm going to get with Yoongi, he sure must have one, and if he doesn’t, there is another five guys living in this house, it's not possible that neither of them will not have a condom.”

“Okay, I'll wait here.” She said pulling my shorts and my underwear up. I walked with my arms outstretched toward the bedroom door. As I left, I felt the wall in the dark until I found a door. I opened it and went into the bedroom, turning on the lights. Yoongi was lying on his bed on his stomach, with the blanket up to his waist, he had both arms open and his head off the pillow.

“Hyung?” I called, but he did not move. “Yoongi, wake up.” I said shaking him. He opened his eyes slowly and blinked before focusing on me and looking at me with a killer look. He hated being awakened.

"The house is on fire?" He asked, looking at me with a serious expression.

"No, Hyung, why do you think so?" I asked, frowning.

"Because that's the only plausible reason for you to wake me up without me trying to kill you." He grunted between his teeth.

"Sorry, but I just ... I need a favor ..." I said scratching the back of my neck. He sighed and began to sit on the bed. “Can I borrow one ... A condom?”

"Why do you want a ...?" He stopped rubbing his eyes and stared at me for a few seconds. “Oh.” And he laughed. I didn’t understand what he meant, until he reached out, opening the drawer of the bedside table, and from there picked up a closed package, tossing it to me. "Keep it in your wallet, brat.” And he lay down again. "And don’t let Jin hear you two or he'll start with a speech about sexuality that you will not want to hear, trust me."

“Thank you Hyung.” I smiled and walked to the door, but before I left I turned to him. "And I'm sorry for waking you up."

“Okay, now, get out of here before I set you on fire.” He laughed and waved his hand. I turned off the light and left the room, going towards my, feeling the walls.

“Baby?” I called as I entered the room and closed the door.

“I'm here.” She answered. I put the condom pack on the bedside table and lay on the bed, leaning over her and kissing her. I stroked her body with my hands, before pulling her shorts down along with her underwear and tossing it away. She helped me take off her blouse and bra, and so I kissed the valley of her breasts, squeezing them between my hands feeling even more aroused to have all that body for me.

I lowered my kisses down her abdomen until I reached between her legs. I kissed her thighs and stroked them with my fingers, wrapping them around her, before putting my mouth in her pussy and starting to eat her out. I will not deny it, I dreamed about it almost every night.

"You're so sweet. God, I want to drown in your juice, baby."

Her hands went into my hair and she pulled it lightly while moaning low sounds, which only made my fire burn even more. I usually had an uncontrollable urge to kiss her all the time, all over her body, but in that moment and under those circumstances, I didn’t want to stop kissing her anymore.

"Please ..." she whispered as I still eating her pussy, using my tongue to caress her. “Please Jimin, please me.” I gave her one last intimate kiss before getting up and picking up the condom pack and opening it. I had already put condoms once to try it, and I knew how to put it, but it was dark and I wasn’t seeing anything. Fortunately, I managed to put it on. I lay down on (Y/N), eager to get inside her, and to feel her. I snuggled in the entrance of her pussy and slowly pushed myself inside her, moaning all the way, as she did too.

"You're so big, baby.” She whispered and a shiver ran down my spine as i heard her sweet voice so full of pleasure. When I was totally inside her, I felt her hands on my shoulders, pulling me down. I lay on top of her, wrapping my arms under her back, holding onto her shoulders, and began to move inside her, gradually increasing the speed until I was thrusting up hard and hard.

“Shh, baby.” I whispered to her. "They'll hear us ... Bite my shoulder, if you want ... Okay?"

“Okay.” She answered in a husky voice as she arched her back.

"You're so hot, baby. I can do this for the rest of my life. Fuck, this pussy is so good for me.”

"Oh promise me we'll do this many times baby ..." She moaned and then bit my shoulder lightly. I smiled and lowered my head, resting it on the fold of her neck, kissing and nibbling.

“I promise. I promise love.” I whispered, increasing the strength and speed of the thrusts as her arms pressed me against her.

"Oh my God, I can’t..." She said pulling my hand and placing it in her mouth as a sign that I would help her keep quiet. I took that chance to do what I wanted most. I rested my hand on the bed and began to thrust slowly and hard, making her squeal through my hand until her wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me to her. I hugged her trembling body beneath me.

“God.” She whispered.

“Are you alright?” I asked and felt his hands on my face. Soon she gave me a slow kiss.

“Yes, now do me a favor, put me on all fours and cum for me.” She said making me giggle. I obeyed. As I slid into her, I began slow movements, until I was bent over her, holding her hands tightening the sheet and stocking willingly, moaning undecipherable sounds next to her.

“Fuck (Y/N), you have no idea how much I waited for this ... You're so soft. So hot baby, shit ... I will not hold out for long.”

"Then don’t hold back, Jimin." As soon as her words hit my ears, I bit my lips to hold my moan of pleasure as I finally cum, still fucking her hard. I pressed my face into her back, unable to move. My breath was totally out of control, and my heart beat super fast. We were both sweaty and tired. I lay down beside her and pulled her to me. I couldn’t believe it had actually happening.

We decided to take a shower together. It would have taken less time in the shower if she hadn’t turned her back to me under the shower and asked for more. It was almost two o'clock in the morning and the shower was on, as I was behind her, going deep into that paradise she had between her legs.

"Earth for Park Jimin" I returned to the present time to see (Y/N) standing in front of me, snapping her fingers. "Are you alright?"

"Oh, hey, baby," I said, giving him a kiss. "Yeah, I'm fine. I was just remembering something."

"And what was it?" She asked, wrapping her arms around my shoulders, caressing the back of my neck with the tips of her fingers. God, I never tired of that touch.

"Our first time." I said smiling. (Y/N) smirked and brought her face closer to mine.

"Well, why don’t we remember that in practice? I would love you to fuck me in our bathroom." She said in a sensual voice, making my body shiver. Oh boy.

"Wait for me in the tub, baby." I said holding her chin and giving her light kisses on her jaw. "I'm going to fuck you like it's our first time.”

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— caught ! | pjm

prompt: caught backstage with jimin.

⸝⸝ pairing: idol!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: smut, sneaking around, humiliation kink, soft jimin, fluff

⸝⸝ word count: 1k

⸝⸝ note: n/a

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

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you stand by the stage , watching as the crowd goes wild at the presence of the seven men. they say their last goodbyes to their fans before running off stage to staff , in which hands them water and wipes off their sweat from intense choreo and bright stage lights. you catch a glimpse of jimin before one of the staff members motions him into another room to change out of his stage clothes.

after a few minutes of waiting , the surrounding area is empty , like as though everyone suddenly packed up and left without you. reaching to grab your phone to call jimin , you feel a pair of warm sweaty hands playfully smack your shoulders , followed with a giggle. hiding a smile , you turn to face jimin. he looks tired , but happy to see you and glad you came to his last tour stop.

“did you miss me?” he said teasingly. “you can say i did. did you have fun?” you lean in and give him a small peck on the lips , before he can answer. he chuckles softly , “of course i did , but now i’m happy to return back to my regular schedules and sleep in my own bed.”

“what about me?” you wrap your arms around him , his body feels warm and sweaty. “considering the fact we’ve been hooking up ever since you got here , i’m not really missing out on the love department.” jimin laughs , pulling you closer. “when we get back to the hotel , i’ll show you how happy i am to see you.” you nuzzle your face into his neck. “why should we wait? nobody is around.” jimin says with a wink. scoffing , you say , “oh please , we cant do that kind of stuff here. even if nobody is around , there’s still cameras.”

ignoring you , he begins to slip his hands under the back of your shirt , rubbing your back slowly. he fiddles with his fingers , wrapping them around your bra strap , slowly undoing the clippings of your bra. you look at him in disbelief as he looks down at you , a more serious look on his face. biting your lip , you feel the air getting thicker as the sexual tension rises. “follow me.” jimin said , grabbing your hand and walking down the backstage hallway. excited , you hold onto his hand tighter. he leads you to an empty storage room filled with old microphones and stage equipment. luckily , there was a small table inside of this room with nothing on it besides a singular box.

jimin closes the door behind you and immediately begins to undress himself. following his lead until you’re both completely naked , the weight of the situation finally sets in. “we can’t do this here.” you say doubtfully , shaking your head. “why’s that?” jimin says , seemingly not worried as he begins to stroke himself. “what if someone sees?”

“then let them watch. now come here.” jimin grabs onto your wrist , pulling you down to your knees. you look up at him with innocent eyes , only turning him on even more. he grabs his cock and places his tip on your tongue , making you look up at him in the process.

you begin to suck him off , he looks down at you with half lidded eyes of pleasure. he forces your head to move down deeper on his cock , taking more of him in your mouth until you’re almost gagging. he continues to play this game until your eyes get watery. he motions for you to stand up , so you do. you sit on the table and spread open your legs , beginning to play with yourself as he watches , stroking himself. slick wet sounds come out of your vagina as you become even more aroused and wet.

seemingly impatient , jimin walks over to you and rubs your clit with the tip of his cock. with sudden force , he thrusts into you. you let out a surprised moan and gripped onto his arm as he begins to pound inside of you. the table begins to squeak as he picks up his pace. slowing down , this allows you to place your hands behind you , propping yourself up.

your legs begin to feel weak and shaky, but jimin holds them still and wide. “keep them open for me.” he says in a serious tone. doing so , he continues to pound you making you feel short of breath and tired. he wraps his arms around you , putting more of his inches inside you. you feel yourself about to finish when suddenly the door to the storage room opens.

one of the staff members stands there shocked as you have your legs around jimin. jimin whips his head and stands there in shock. immediately , the staff member begins to apologize profusely , closing the door in a stammer. jimin turns around beginning to laugh.

“oh god! this is so embarrassing!” you say. “why are you laughing?!?” “oh come on , it’s funny. they probably heard us from down the hall.” jimin says throwing his head back in laughter.

“are you serious? we should stop i think.” your face feels hot as jimin continues to laugh about the situation. you place your hand on jimin’s chest , pushing him away from you , forcing his cock out of you. in an embarrassed panic , you begin putting your clothes back on. jimin stands there , watching you. “can we leave now?”

“of course , but you’ll find this funny one day.” jimin says , putting his boxers back on. rolling your eyes , you wait for jimin to finish putting his clothes back on before opening the door slowly and peeking your head out. the coast seems clear enough so you walk out into the hallway , grabbing jimin’s wrist with you.

walking down the hallway , the staff member walks passed , their face red with shame. they say nothing as they walk past in a hurry. jimin hides a smile and tries not to laugh as he holds the exit doors open for you. your face feels hot and you want nothing more than for this situation to be over.

written by swanlakebaby™