-twenty five

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POV: Seokjin
I wanted him to kiss me, to kiss me like there was no tomorrow. The lust was taking over me and I just wanted him to touch me everywhere, in places I would never dream of letting anybody else touch.

He reached up a bit and cupped half of my face with his hand. He used to his thumb to stroke my cheek, and his touch was feathery light. I pulled him closer towards me and he cocked my face to the side. Within seconds, his lips had met mine, and they were so soft and plump, just like I had thought.

"Open your mouth," Jimin ordered, and so I did, and quickly his tongue was sliding into my mouth, exploring every corner. I was never all that great at tongue, but it didn't even matter anymore.

We pulled away, and he was grinning. "Not bad," he said.

"Same to you," I winked.

We were still in the dining room, and my living room was connected to it. I quickly dragged Jimin there and he shoved me on to the sofa, his grin even bigger than before. He climbed on top of me, but I pushed him back with a smirk.

"I don't think so, baby," I shook my head, pinning my legs on either side of his torso so that I was now on top of him. "You know I deserve to be on top."

He scoffed, but I could see he was stifling a laugh. "Just this once, I'll let you be boss. Is that okay with you, master?"

"Master?" I could feel the blood in my body rushing to places I wanted Jimin to touch. "Master is fine with me, baby."

He looked so adorable with his eye smile and his peachy pink lips pursed. I couldn't help myself.

My lips smashed against his this time, and we kissed with urgency. Nothing about it was gentle, but it was passionate, and that was more than enough.

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