Jimin's Whore • PJM

♡ Twenty Four ♡

"Yes sir." You responded to Jimin, shivering feeling fingers curling around your waist. If they were his could you know that? You tried to remember the feel of his hands on your body.

You gasped as you were lifted from your feet, your body leaning against a solidly muscular chest which at once you guessed to be Kookie. Strong hands splayed under your legs and around your back and you were moving, carried across the room. A moment later you were being placed on the surface of something, cool wood spreading out below your ass and thighs, legs dangling as though you were seated on a very tall chair unable to reach the floor. The arms fell away and you waited, listening as shoes clicked against flooring.

Fingers curled around your throat and then another hand pushed your knees apart widely, not roughly but not gentle either. Your senses were lit, they hadn't even kissed you yet and you were on fire with need.

"Don't try to cheat kitten, we're all wearing the same cologne." Yoongi's deep voice felt like velvet across your skin when you couldn't see anything.

The fingers around your throat drew you closer, one pressing against your pulse point. You knew they'd feel the furious beat of your heart. You could feel their breath against your bare shoulder.

"Round one, the first three kisses. Pick your boyfriend. Are you ready beautiful?" This time it was Joon giving instructions, he sounded close, closer than Yoongi had been. You were still confused about how everything would go but tried to focus on remembering the feel of Jimin's mouth.

"I'm ready." You held your breath, hearing the movement of feet and fabric as the guys changed position, aligned themselves. No one spoke at all, not a single word to give anything away. The hand at your neck dropped and you were untouched once more.

You almost gasped feeling the first brush of lips, caught off guard by how quietly the guy had closed the distance. What started as a mere press turned more sensual as he leaned into you. You had the urge to wrap yourself into the kiss and return it, but then he was pulling away and gone.

Before you could process the exchange a second pair of lips teased against yours. Warm and soft and sending flutters of longing into your belly. As he left the third pair of lips glided against yours, firm and just the hint of tongue to touch against your bottom lip, you felt the sigh slip out as he moved away.

"One, two, or three? Which kiss was mine Angel?" Your brain was swimming, but not through clear water, rather sticky thoughts, confusing. You took a breath remembering how the first kiss had made you want to possess the giver, and you knew that feeling so well.

"One." You swallowed waiting to see if you'd guessed correctly.

"Don't gloat Jimin." Jin admonished, you'd guessed correctly, was it luck or had you known?

"Round one we will tell you who each kiss belongs to, after that we won't. Kiss one was indeed your boyfriend. Two was myself. Three was Tae." Yoongi sounded pleased, and you tried to memorize their lips. "Next three kitten, get ready." You were glad you only had to pick Jimin and not which guy belonged to the kiss.

There was a hesitation before the next kiss, breath that played across your mouth, it made you anticipate the next moment. You weren't disappointed when the lips took yours hotly, before disappearing. Kiss two was soft but urgent, a crush of lips to yours that made you feel breathless. The third had you dizzy, the meeting of his mouth to yours set off fireworks deep in your belly. When he pulled back you felt sure it had been Jimin, why else would you react so instinctively.

"Three." You guessed your voice sounding loud in the quiet space.

"Oops beautiful, you've picked Kook." Hobi's voice teased and you tensed, shoulders slumping a bit. Would Jimin be angry?