Jimin's Whore • PJM

♡ Twenty Three ♡

Jimin had stayed with you until after breakfast the next morning. While part of you thought you'd have sex upon waking and finding each other a tangle of limbs, bodies close and lips warm, you hadn't. You'd woken to him looking at you, his cheek propped on his palm, eyes clear.

"Hi my Angel." He'd pressed his kisses to your forehead and even when you turned your lips upward he'd only chastely kissed them.

"I'm hungry." You'd decided you enjoyed the sweet Jimin and his company quite a lot.

"Are you cooking?" Jimin teased you brushing his fingers to your neck.

"Yes, do you want to join?"

He nodded but then pulled your body under his, hot kisses dragging upward along the exposed skin of your throat. When he met your lips he took them hungrily, tongue sweeping past them to stroke along yours. You wrapped your arms and legs around him kissing him back as if you might not get to kiss him again. But then you pulled back slowly, his eyes were still half closed and his full lips slightly parted.

"Wait."

"Wait?" He repeated you, heat in his tone giving away his neediness for you.

"You said some things last night that stuck with me." You pulled away sitting up and he did the same, careful dark eyes watching you.

"You weren't sure I had feelings for you outside of sexual attraction. You also said that we needed a space that was just us, separate from everything else. Well last night I realized the lines are blurring for me between kinky Jimin and boyfriend Jimin. Can I have a little more boyfriend before tonight? Can I just experience you like last night a tiny bit longer? I need these moments to help me understand my feelings." You sighed long and hard getting out the words that felt knotted in your throat.

"I want you to love both sides of me." Your heart jumped into your throat replacing the tightness your confession to him had eased. Did Jimin say love? Love was such a strong word after two weeks.

"I'm not saying you should be in love with me already, don't panic sweetheart. I'm saying I want you to love both sides exactly the same, until there's no sides when you think of me." You leaned forward pressing your face to his chest, arms around his narrow waist.

"I want that too, but I don't get to see this side of you enough. I feel like I caused this, I was always turning normal situations into a sexual thing." Jimin tugged you upward until you were looking into his eyes.

"We don't need to assign blame, let's just find a better balance. How about at least for a while, your apartment is a sex free zone? Until you figure out your feelings?" He kissed the side of your head where you still hugged against him.

"Okay, that could help." You looked up and smiled, feeling reassured, when you stomach growled your pushed from his arms and jumped from the bed. "Let's eat."

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At 6:55pm you left the safe haven of your apartment, alone, and called the elevator. Jimin had told you to wear something sexy but easy to remove. Why was your heart pounding so loud you could swear you could hear it ricocheting through the car of the elevator as you rode it downward?

Jimin had come upstairs at 5pm, small white box in his hands that he told you to open when he left and you'd had a light dinner together. He'd explained the party tonight wasn't going to serve anything but wine, and maybe you. You'd blushed furiously and he'd laughed, his sweet boy smile playing on his lips. You figured you could take this chance to understand more about the evening.

"If I don't choose to be on the menu, won't that end the night pretty quickly?" You asked curiously.

"No, we have a couple other options if you choose not to be the main course."