Jikook smut

What was your name again?

Author:fxckhim(nvrmnd_bon)

On Ao3

I write bp jimin a lot because I love it.So if you're uncomfortable please leave

jimin wakes up with his body burning, he feels like he can't breathe. his clit is swollen and he can feel it through the pink panties he's wearing. he takes off the blanket with some kicks and sees he's so wet a small puddle has formed underneath his ass. his nipples are hard and he rubs them a bit and can't hold in a whine. jungkook isn't next to him and jimin feels like he's going to die.

he needs his cock so bad that he practically crawls out of the bed, somehow managing to walk to the room where jungkook works. he opens the door and jungkook is sitting behind his desk with a white shirt and a tie on, looking fancy and quite serious. he's doing a videocall. jimin can't wait, though.

jungkook barely glances at jimin when he sees him enter the room, devoting his entire attention to the videocall and stealing glances to the blond boy from time to time. there's a sofa right in front of jungkook's desk and jimin takes off his soaken knickers, now being totally naked, and spreads his legs open as he starts to finger himself. wet sounds fill the room but it doesn't satisfy him. he needs jungkook's big, thick cock inside him. the other boy seems pissed. jimin knows he shouldn't be doing this.

then again, he's so horny. he reaches over to the little table next to the sofa and grabs the big rocket-shaped ornament that his mother gifted them and places it against his lips. it's cold and he gasps. he puts it in slowly and starts thrusting it faster, his cunt adapting to it and clenching around it and wetting it as it comes inside and out.

"excuse me, sir, i can't talk right now. the connection's failing", jungkook says before he swiftly closes the laptop and stands up. as soon as he's up, big and tall, jimin halts his movements knowing he's messed up.

"j-jungkook", he whines, dropping the ornament on the floor and kneeling on it to start crawling towards the boy. jungkook is hard already underneath the dark pants and jimin just wants him to fuck him.

he's right in front of his bulge when jungkook grabs him tightly by the hair and pulls his head back so that he's facing him.

"you're such a fucking slut, couldn't wait ten minutes until i was done? what is it, waking up horny as a bitch once again? soaked in squirt and slick because you're a fucking slut, huh? and you just needed something to fill you up"

"no, no", jimin whines, struggling to speak as he feels his pussy clenching around nothing, "i need you, i need your cock, please, please"

jungkook lets out a snicker and he pulls on jimin's hair, throwing him to the floor. jimin spreads his legs and starts crying, so desperate for jungkook.

"please, please, fuck me, jungkook, please. it hurts, please"

jungkook takes off his belt with quick movements and his face shows disgust.

"is that all you can say? all you can do, ask for someone to fill you up? you should be fucking grateful i still put my cock in you every day, such a needy slut, never satisfied". jimin whines and he feels a wave of slick leaving his pussy and making a small puddle underneath his asscheeks.

"it was an important meeting but you can't even understand, a dumb fucking slut like you could never, huh?", jimin shakes his head, cheeks so red he might combust. he puts three fingers inside him and starts thrusting inside as he stares up at jungkook, but he needs something bigger, he needs him.

"you're useless, just a hole to stick a dick in", jungkook snickers as he throws his belt to the side and he unzips his pants. "might as well use it, then. come here", he orders, and jimin crawls to him again. jungkook gestures him to stand up and jimin obeys.