Second Chances

~Three~

Jimin followed Y/n down the hall of the third floor. She had been completely quiet since he came back to her after paying the Uber. It made him feel nervous that she was changing her mind. It was ok if she did though. He genuinely wanted to get to know her, not just fuck her. She stopped in front of what he assumed was her apartment and waited as she punched in the code and the door unlocked. She turned to him and looked briefly at him before grabbing his hand and guiding him inside. He could feel her shaking slightly. He didn't want it to be like this so, once the door shut and she was pulling him into her apartment, he pulled back to stop her. She turned and looked at him confused. He brought his hand to her face and said, "you're clearly not comfortable Y/n. I don't want to do something you're not comfortable with. It's ok too, don't stress over it. I'll just call an Uber to come get me. I can feel you shaking." She looks down at her hands. "I'm just nervous. I don't do these type of things." He places his fingers under her chin and softly raises her to look at him. "And you don't have to. It's really fine. I didn't spend the whole night with you because I wanted to sleep with you. I'm obviously crazy attracted to you, but I want to get to know you. I'll just go home tonight and I'll call you. Can I call you?" She looks into his eyes and can see his sincerity. It's not that she didn't want to sleep with him, she was just nervous. She shook like this with Jungkook, he was just too horny, demanding and excited to notice. She shook her head. Leaning up, she kisses him. She wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him to her. "I want this. It's just nerves. I don't want you to leave." She speaks between kisses and deepens the kiss to show him she wants him. He hesitates a moment before he wraps his arms around her and spins her to push her against the hallway wall. She plays with the hair on his neck and he groans, being a soft spot for him. "Don't do this for me Y/n" he half moans into her mouth. She breaks the kiss and smiles, looking a tad cocky. "I'm doing this for me Jimin." She smashes her lips to his.

They stumble into the living room and he lays her on the couch, him over her. She grabs at his shirt and starts to frantically unbutton it. He smirks and takes her fingers from them. He stands and locks eyes with hers as he starts to unbutton his shirt painfully slow, smirking at her panting and licking her lips. Once the buttons are undone he pulls his shirt from his chest.
Y/n is stuck staring at his chest. Being a personal trainer she knows a good chest and who works out and takes care of themselves. Jimins chest is tight, not rippling with muscles like Jungkook and Minhyuk, but defined enough to know he works out. He grabs her hand and pulls her to stand. Without breaking eye contact he runs his hands down her arms until he gets to the bottom of her crop top. He watches her as he slowly pulls her shirt up, looking for reservation. He sees none once her shirt is on the floor. He looks down at her body and his eyes widen. He's never seen a more beautiful body. He knew she had definition in her arms from the party and saw some of her stomach as well, but he's now staring at her soft abs showing, enough to make her look so fucking sexy. Her skin looks so soft and he reaches out and runs his fingertips lightly across her stomach and he was right. "Fuck" he whispers.

Y/n moans at the contact and he sees a fire ignite in her eyes. She practically jumps on him, causing him to fall back onto the couch, her straddling him. She takes his lips in a feverish kiss as she starts to unbutton his pants. He smirks as he breaks the kiss. "Someone needy?" She blushes but keeps her lust filled eyes on his. She reaches in his pants and strokes his hardness, never breaking eye contact. He does though, closing his eyes and moaning at how good her tiny hand feels on his throbbing dick. "Fuck Y/n. I want you so bad" he breathlessly confirms. She kisses him softly on his ear and whispers, "take me to my bed and have me then." He wastes no time and grabs her thighs and stands, holding her against him, and lets her guide him to her bed. Being a studio, her bed is in the same room as her living room. He throws her on the bed and grabs her pants, quickly unbuttons them and rips them down. She smirks and bites her lip when he assesses just how beautiful she is. Her black lace bra and thong all but taking his breathe away. "You're so fucking beautiful." He leans down and takes her lips again after he steps out of his pants. He pushes against her causing her to cry out at the stimulation. "You better fuck me now" she pants and he rips her thong down and off, followed by his boxer briefs.