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people were boring. men and women were boring. everything was boring to jimin nowadays. he had a thirst for something. a thrill, a high, anything that could compete with the beautiful siren, with luscious cherry lips and dark, alluring eyes.
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jungkook ruined everything for him. https://twitter.com/PrettyJoonies/status/1283810211225112578">https://twitter.com/PrettyJoo...
there was a thirst, drying out jimin& #39;s throat. an itch that couldn& #39;t be scratched no matter how hard he tried. he couldn& #39;t even be happy about the boy between his legs, hunching under the desk, sucking him off, sloppy and messy, how he liked.
he wasn& #39;t jungkook though.
he wasn& #39;t jungkook though.
when jimin first heard of baby boy& #39;s club he laughed at the name and mocked the tales surrounding it. tales of sirens filling the dance floor and poles, enchanting everyone with their glistening skin and dark eyes
they were a drug and jimin was hooked on one siren in particular
they were a drug and jimin was hooked on one siren in particular
there& #39;s only so long until jimin can stay away, so it& #39;s no surprise that only a week after first visiting the club he& #39;s back, scouting the floors searching for a particular set of eyes, engrained into his mind.
and sure enough there he was, centre of attention, elegant as ever.
and sure enough there he was, centre of attention, elegant as ever.
jungkook was on the poles tonight, dressed in baby pink, complementing his complexion and the glittery skin that enchanted the audience. he had a pretty skirt sitting tight on his small waist, legs bound in fishnets, accentuating every muscle, every curve of his body.
chains decorated his chest, diamonds and glitter shining across tanned skin.
jungkook was a sight, bewitching the floor but even as desirable as his body was, jimin was fixated on that beautiful face.
cherry lips glistening, eyes laced in golden shadow, lined with pretty pink.
jungkook was a sight, bewitching the floor but even as desirable as his body was, jimin was fixated on that beautiful face.
cherry lips glistening, eyes laced in golden shadow, lined with pretty pink.
and those horns, those beautiful glimmering, pink horns that stuck out from underneath a mop of perfectly styled hair. jimin shivered from the sight.
as jimin stood there, eyes boring into the dancer, jungkook turned around, dizzy from jimin& #39;s saccharine sweet scent.
as jimin stood there, eyes boring into the dancer, jungkook turned around, dizzy from jimin& #39;s saccharine sweet scent.
he made sure to catch jimin& #39;s eye, cruel smile splitting his pretty face as he rolled his hips, bending over to grind against the poll, making a show before he skipped off stage to make his way towards jimin. covered in tight black jeans, button up revealing collarbones.
jungkook didn& #39;t waste time, throwing himself against jimin, devouring his lush lips, tongue teasing. it was sloppy. messy, unrefned and more tongue and teeth, but jimin could still feel his lips numbing from the hunger with which jungkook threw himself against him.
"i thought you wouldn& #39;t come back." jungkook panted between harsh breaths, biting down on jimin& #39;s lips, fangs breaking skin. jimin could feel his blood dripping down his chin but jungkook was ready licking it up, pushing it back into jimin& #39;s mouth with that same fluid movement.
"can& #39;t get you out of my fucking head!"
"aww, pretty jiminie fell for the siren& #39;s charm?" jungkook cooed. taunting. mocking, as his hips grinded against jimin crotch, cock hard against his stomach.
jimin grabbed his silky hair pulling jungkook& #39;s head back to lick a stripe up.
"aww, pretty jiminie fell for the siren& #39;s charm?" jungkook cooed. taunting. mocking, as his hips grinded against jimin crotch, cock hard against his stomach.
jimin grabbed his silky hair pulling jungkook& #39;s head back to lick a stripe up.
