Never Again [Yoonmin 18+]

[Pt. 2] -19- 🎶 From Hate To Love

"Yeah I've been feeling everything from hate to love, from love to lust, from lust to truth, I guess that's how I know you. So I hold you close to help you give it up. So kiss me like you wanna be loved."
~Ed Sheeran, 'Kiss Me'

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*Jimin's POV*

My hands traveled from Yoongi's chest to the base of his head, pulling him closer to me. My fingers lightly brushed the ends of his hair on the back of his head, and I felt Yoongi shiver against my lips.

His lips were everything I had imagined: soft, warm, gentle. Our mouths slowly moved together, savoring the moment we had been waiting for in our hearts for years. Yoongi wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me tightly against him, as if he was afraid I would vanish into thin air if he loosened his grip. He needed this as much as I did. After everything we had been through, we both needed this; to express the feelings that words wouldn't do justice.

Yoongi tilted his head, deepening the kiss. My body melted against his, feeling lost in this moment. Yoongi pulled his lips away, making me whine at the loss, until he started peppering soft kisses down my jawline and my throat. I tilted my head back, giving him more access. He pressed his lips against the hollow of my throat, and his tongue briefly darted out against the side of my Adam's apple. I gasped at the feeling of the hot, wet muscle, realizing how much I truly missed that feeling.

Yoongi's lips brushed against my skin, his warm breath lightly tickling my skin.

I dipped my head down, nuzzling my face into Yoongi's neck. Yoongi rested the side of his head against mine as I hugged his neck. We held each other in a warm embrace for a moment, soaking in each other.

Pulling my head back, I leaned forward to reconnect my lips with Yoongi's. He responded immediately, moving his lips in sync with mine. When Yoongi's tongue slid against my bottom lip, I happily parted my lips and granted him access. He slipped his hot tongue into my mouth, swirling the slick muscle around mine. I moaned, delighted to finally get a taste of him. My hands slid into Yoongi's hair, giving his dark locks a slight tug. Yoongi let out a low moan into my mouth, the sound causing my body to heat up.

I hadn't felt this way in such a long time. Desire was rushing through my body, and it wasn't fueled by loneliness or alcohol. It was fueled with the love Yoongi was showering me with.

Quickening the movements of my lips, I kissed Yoongi with an amount of passion I didn't even know was possible. Yoongi's hands wandered from my back to my hips, pulling me forward and crashing our hips together. I moaned loudly, the abrupt contact causing my member to stir in my pants. I pushed my hips forward against his, desperately needing to feel more of him. My breathing quickened as I continued to grind against Yoongi. I smiled to myself, feeling Yoongi's own arousal pressing against my hip.

Yoongi directed our bodies across the room, stopping when the back of my legs hit his bed. Yoongi broke the kiss, staring deeply into my eyes as we tried to catch our breath. Without breaking eye contact, I lowered myself on his bed, scooting back towards the head of the bed. With the amount of lust Yoongi held in his eyes as he watched me, I felt a surge of self-confidence. I slightly spread my legs, leaning back on my arms and throwing my head back to expose my neck. I looked at Yoongi through heavy-lidded eyes, my lips slightly parted.

"You're so beautiful," Yoongi breathed out. My heart skipped at the sudden praise. His hand trailed from my ankle to my knee. "So perfect for me, baby boy. So beautiful."

My member hardened at the adoring praise I was receiving. I shot my hands forward, grasping Yoongi's shirt and pulling him towards me. Yoongi's mouth crashed against mine in a searing kiss. He kneeled onto the bed, moving forward until he was positioned between my legs. I clawed at Yoongi's shirt, trying to remove the fabric that was annoyingly separating me from Yoongi's bare chest. Yoongi briefly broke the kiss to pull his shirt over his head, then did the same with my shirt. I laid back on the bed, pulling Yoongi down with me.