Chapter 14 - The Promise of Forever

Me when I wrote this...

Me, two seconds later...

Jungkook POV 

Kissing Jimin always felt like it was something he would never get used to and yet like the most natural thing in the world. He loved how Jimin let him lead the kiss, let him explore him and take control.

He pulled him up and hauled him closer so he could feel his body against his, kissing him deeper. He grabbed his hair and pulled, his other hand around Jimin's tiny waist tightening.

Jimin moaned in his mouth and it send a thrill through his body. Their kisses grew hungrier and it got harder to breath. 

Jungkook almost wished he didn't need air to live so he could keep kissing Jimin all day.Eventually though, he had to draw away and snap for air, Jimin doing the same.

Their eyes met and slowly, like both of them just began to realized how serious this was, they started to smile. 

"You really love me?" Jimin asked, looking up with open eyes. 

"Mhm. I do."  Jungkook replied, and he wondered why it had been so hard for him to say it in the first place. He wanted to tell him all night long.

Jimin's face turned into one of incredible happiness and joy. Then he burried his face in Jungkooks chest, his arms coming around him neck, holding on tight. 

They hugged like that for several minutes and it was the happiest he had ever been, englufing this tiny boy in his arms. It felt like home- safe and comfortable. 

"I really thought you were going to tell me you didn't want this." Jimin muffled in his shirt and Jungkook pushed Jimin back so he could look at him. 

"I'm sorry, Hyung. I really wanted your present to be perfect. I didn't even realize how it might have looked to you."

Jimin nodded and reached up to crub his face with his tiny hands. "It was perfect. But from now on, let's talk more, so we can avoid misunderstandings like this."

Jungkook nodded as he starred at Jimin. God, he was beautiful. 

He wanted him- all of him- all the time. And now they were alone and no one there to interrupt or stop them. 

Jimin saw the change in Jungkook's eyes and smiled mischievoulsy. "Are you having naughty thoughts's again, Jungkooki?" he teased and tilted his head like a cat's. 

Fine, he thouhgt, if Jimin wanted him to talk he would talk. 

Lowering his head, he licked Jimin's exposed neck, then nibbled at the skin and then bit it lightly. Jimin  inhaled deeply. 

"You are making me think very, very naughty things, Jimin-ah." he whipered against his skin, and placed another wet kiss a bit futher down. 

Jimin's breathing was already turning ragged again as he craned his head upwards, allowing Jungkook even better access to his neck. 

"Even when you're not there, I remember what you feel like." He bit again, then sucked the skin until it turned red and Jimin let a moan slip free. 

"And what you sound like." 

He played with Jimin's shirt for a moment before reaching beneath, skin meeting skin as he started drawing lazy circles up his stomach. 

"Do you have any idea how crazy you make me?" he half groweld as he tried to keep his rising want in check. He was already hard and his cock was pressing against his jeans angrily. 

He stepped a little closer so their hips met and Jimin could feel just how turned Jungkook already was. 

Jimin gasped and opened his eyes, looking at him through hooded eyes. "Sleep with me Jungkook!", he let out with a rough voice. 

Jungkook froze, starring at him, the words resonating in his skull. Jimin saw his reaction and turned red, drawing back with an embaressed expression. 

"I mean- I mean, only if you want. If you're not ready, it's no problem. I didn't-." He broke off his stammering. 

Jungkook found it hard to breath, unable to do anything but look at the boy in front of him. Jimin raise his head, his eyes uncertain. "Jungkook? Are you okay, I didn't mean-" 

He couldn't finish his sentence, as Jungkook had already taken his wirst and dragged him after him. 

He was almost running, Jimin barely able to keep up and stumbling after him as he walked out the door, crossed the floor to Jimin's room and pushed him inside. 

He hadn't even completely turned before Jungkook crashed into him, invading his mouth, and lifting Jimin's shirt at the same time. His mind was one feral beast screaming, wanting for more. 

He walked foward whitout breaking the hungry kisses, backing Jimin futher into the room until he hit the edge of his bed. 

He shoved Jimin's chest not too gently and he tumbled back, hitting the matress as Jungkook got rid of his own shirt in a single movement and threw it to the ground.

He could tell Jimin was about to say something, but the sound died when he attacked him again, kissing him harder than ever, biting at those amazingly sensual lips. 

He craweld on the bed and on top of him, his hands almost frantically exploring Jimin's naked torso, his chest, his abs, his hips- he couldn't get enough. 

He left his lips then, wandering back to that glorious neck as his hands grabbed the rim of Jimin's trousers and pulled them down. 

Jimin gasped loudly when Jungkook grabbed his cock with his large hand. Just like himself, he as already hard and Jungkook let out a growl of appreciation. 

"Jungkook!" Jimin moaned, squirming beneath him as Jungkook  slid up and down his length while also moving his mouth down on his nipples, sucking at them hard until Jimin was moaning like crazy, his hands burried in Jungkook's hair. 

But tonight, Jungkook wanted more. He wanted all of it. 

He drew back and at the same time flipping Jimin over so he now lay on his stomach. He pulled his own pants down, his cock springing free as he covered Jimin's body with his own while sucking at his neck, now from another angle. 

Then he traveld down, sending hot kisses along his spine, his hands moving along his ribs. Jimin's face was burried in the sheets, his hands grapping the fabric hard as Jungkook moved further down. 

He wasn't thinking about what he was doing, he just knew what his body wanted him to do as he grabbed Jimin's waist, pulled him up on his knees and lifted his ass into the air. 

Jimin let out a yelp of pleasure and maybe a bit of surprise as Jungkook lowered his head and kissed him there, licking and playing at his entrance. Jimin's moans got rougher as he spread him and entered him with one finger.

God, he was tight, Jungkook thought, even as he pushed a second finger in. 

Jimin was a moaning mess benath him, pulling at the sheet like he was fighting something when he suddenly moved foward and fumbled on his nightstand. 

Opening his drawer, he pulled out a tube and handed it to Jungkook without a word- his eyes said it all. Jimin wanted this as much as him. 

Grinning he took the lube and kept opening Jimin up, now much easier than before. Then he leaned down and brought his head next to Jimins. 

"Are you ready, Jimin?" he asked, his voice shuddering as he tried to hold himself back. He was shaking all over. He couldn't believe how much he wanted this. 

Jimin turned his head towards Jungkook, his hair a mess and a smile playing on his lips."You want me to start begging again, JK? Because I won't." 

Jungkook grinned back. "I take that as a challenge," he replied and moved a little closer, his cock playing at his entrance. 

He kissed Jimins shoulders and used the hand he didn't need to hold himself up to stroke Jimin some more. 

Jimin didn't  last one minute before he huffed out: "Fuck, stop playing Jungkook. Okay, fine. Please. Please!"

Jungkook smiled but didn't comply yet. "Say it."

Jimin let out something between a snort and a moan, but when Jungkook pushed a little, then drew away again, Jimin broke. 

"Just fuck me already Jungkook, I really can't take this anmore!"

He didn't need to be told twice as he pushed foward. 

He tried to do it slowly, knowing it would hurt, but he couldn't help it. 

Jimin cried out, half in pain, half in pleasure as Jungkook buried himself in him.The feeling of it- Jungkook had no words to describe it as he groaned loudly against Jimin's ear. 

"Oh fuck, Jimin," he said through his teeth as he moved, his body taking over control. 

Jimin's moans were muffled as he burried his head in the sheets again. Jungkook didn't like that. He wanted to hear it all, so he grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled it up. 

He knew he wasn't exactly gentle, but he was too lost in pleasure, driving in and out of Jimin, each thrust driving them closer to the edge.And Jimin seemed to like it- a lot apparently. 

He was saying Jungkook's name, telling him to go faster, to fuck him harder- and Jungkook did. He never thought it would feel like this. To be so caught up in your own pleasure and yet share it with another. 

It felt like he and Jimin were one, their pants mingling, becoming one inferno of sounds in the otherwise silent house as he moved his hips in an ever growing speed and need. 

He reached benath Jimin, stroking him while he was driving them both over the edge. Jungkook came harder than he ever had, yelling Jimin's name. He felt Jimin under him release as well, his moan long and hot. The best fucking sound in the world.

It took him several moments to even comprehend what had happened, where and who he was. He was panting hard, resting his weight on shaking hands, staying like that for a few more moments, unable to move. 

Then he pulled out and his arms could no longer hold him as he dropped next to Jimin, turning his head to look at him. 

Jimin still seemed far away, his eyes half closed, but his breathing slowly evened out. Jungkook coulnd't help himself and reached out to gently pat his head. 

Jimin's eyes opened and he purred like a little cat. "I knew it was worth waiting for you. There is no one like you." he said, scooting closer to him and laying his head on his outstretched arm. 

Jungkook chuckled, pulling him into an half embrace. "And there is no one I would want to do this with."

They reached out for the other at the same time. The kisses that followed were different from the ones before. Slow and leasurly, like they had all the time in the world. 

And with every kiss, they fell deeper in love, promising their forever.