𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏𝐒 | Vminkook ff [COMPLETED]

Chapter One

The tree branches slightly swayed, dancing with the breeze. With soft rusting sounds, the green leaves brushed against each other. Each leave reflected the sunlight at a different angle which made it look like the tree was sparkling. A car zoomed through the street. The engine's rumbling hushed the birds' twittering and peeping. Soon the car joined the background noises and the chirping choir commenced again.

Two feet above the green grass, seesawed the ecru plank. The edges of the two holes in the wood were not rounded. The rope holding onto the brush has not been thinned and the yarns were not sticking out. The swing has been set up only a few days ago. It was yet to bring relaxation and excitement to a young one by alternating an inspiring sensation of flying, followed by a thrilling sensation of falling.

The big window welcomed the daylight. The light caressed the white duvet cover of the queen-sized bed. Above the wooden floor, dust particles danced in the warm sunbeams. Also enjoying the sunlight were the pink roses that rested in the white vase on the bedside table. The outside noise was kept from entering the space between the four walls which added to the tranquillity of the ambiance.

The lever of the door handle snapped down. The latch belt was pulled away from the strike plate. With a strong push, the door flew open, nearly flying off its hinges. Two men entered the room, heavily making out. The black-haired male had his legs wrapped around the brunette's waist who was holding his butt cheeks. After the brunette carried the man into his bedroom, he kicked the door. The latch belt was knocked out and disappeared into the strike plate, causing the walls to shake.

The brunette laid the other man on his back, his soft, black locks spreading out on the white duvet cover. One breath is all he could draw in past his swollen lips before the other pair of lips captured his. The brunette's hands fumbled over the black-haired man's shirt. He broke the kiss to look at the buttons so he could open them faster.

Noticing the brunette's struggle, the other man demanded, "Rip it open, Hoseok."

Hoseok obeyed. The shirt buttons were forcefully pulled from their holes, one button flying across the room. The man almost moaned at how hard Hoseok ripped open his shirt. Not wanting to waste another second, Hoseok slit the shirt off the man's shoulders and pulled it off his arms. The shirt then flew across the room.

"Fuck, you're beautiful, Jimin," Hoseok breathed out, his lustful gaze travelling over Jimin's naked chest.

Jimin felt the tension around his genital area grow stronger as blood rushed to it. Hoseok leaned forward and attached his lips to Jimin's neck. Gently, he tasted every inch of the beauty laying underneath him. Jimin gasped when Hoseok's lips caressed a particularly sensitive spot on his neck. He lifted his hand and started tugging on Hoseok's shirt, wishing to remove it.

However, his hands were seized and pressed against the bed cover by Hoseok who wanted Jimin to focus on what he was doing to his neck. As Hoseok wasn't pushing Jimin's hands strongly against the bed, Jimin could have freed them, but he had no urge to do so, liking how he felt with his hands held above his head. It felt as if Hoseok had trapped him, disallowing him to escape until he has pleasured him.

With a satisfied smirk, Jimin laid in the pleasure of defencelessness. Hoseok moved from Jimin's collarbones to his hard nipples. Jimin's back arched at the sudden attention that was given to his nipples. As Hoseok pleasured his nipples which were getting more sensitive as the seconds passed, Jimin felt his pants grow tighter. The need to be touched in his genital area intensified.

Hoseok released Jimin's hands to gently caresses Jimin's sides, his hips and then his thighs. His hands moved upward, catching the rim of Jimin's pants. His fingers hooked onto the rim and with a powerful tug, he removed the pants. As the cold air hit his naked legs, Jimin's hand sneaked to the tension. He held his upper body up with his other hand while he slowly rubbed against his underwear. The tension wasn't relieved instead, it increased and so did the speed he moved his hand at.