Arranged | P.JM FF

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*Smut up ahead, read at your oWn RiSk. Also, I won't interrupt this time, but know I'm laughing all the while.

    Leaning in, pressing his lips onto yours caused butterflies to flutter in your stomach. Although you knew this moment was going to happen, you still felt the same rush of excitement you always did and closed your eyes. All you could feel was him; his warmth, his touch, his being. Finally feeling his luscious, soft lips against yours made you ponder, astonished at how in the world you managed to stay away from him for that long, and wanted to almost punch yourself in the face for postponing this.
His right hand rested below your ear, the pad of his thumb caressing your cheek gently as he kissed your breath away. You ran you fingers up to the nape of his neck, pulling him closer until there was no space left between you and you could feel his rushed heartbeat against your chest. Drifting sneakily down your tight satin dress that made him tense when you exited the bathroom, his hand lingering at your lower back for a while before he grabbed your butt, causing you to gasp which he took advantage of.

    You hardly had any time to react when he slid in his tongue, granted access by you out of instinct, delving inside your mouth. Shutting your eyes again to zone out all your surroundings, you intertwined your hands behind his neck as your heads tilted opposite directions to get the most out of the kiss. You could taste the subtle and expensive wine from dinner as it rolled off your tongue, seeping down your throat.

    "Fuck," He pulled away though his face was still only centimetres from yours, as if he couldn't bring himself to distance from you anymore, not wanting to evade this feeling any longer "you can't jump can you" he muttered, wasting no time in nuzzling his lips to your neck, making you grin.
"Well then, we better run" You chuckled once before you lifted his chin, connecting lips again, but he retracted, shaking his head.
"I always carry my princess"
Suddenly your feet were off the ground clasping onto Jimins back as he had thrown you over his shoulder with no effort whatsoever. Snorting, you couldn't help but giggle when Jimin swiftly took you to the bedroom, even letting a few laughs of his own slip by as he avoided all obstacles in the way like a Mario kart race.

    Eventually upon reaching the bedroom, he placed you down on the bed carefully as to not injure you, and immediately bent down to lock lips with you again, allowing you to contain your playful laughter.
Before closing your eyes and letting Jimin captivate you, you noticed the room seemed to have set itself up, decorated with a fitting ambience for the event taking place; the bed made, the doors to the balcony closed shut so the room could be at least somewhat soundproof, but the shutters on either side were still open, seeping through a gorgeous evening sky of fading amber and deep blue. Never did you imagine your honeymoon to be this perfect. Almost felt like a dream. But Jimin's amorous touch constantly brought you back to the reality that this was really happening here, all alone, just the two of you.

    Pulling you up the bed by your waist with one strong arm to the soft pillows and sturdy headboard, you were positioned lying down on your back, holding onto his clothed biceps as he straddled you.
He then drew back, averting his attention to your peck your jawline. Every centimetre down your neck turned more and more sensuous that by the time he was at your collarbone, he showed no mercy in licking and biting there. As he continued to give you long-lasting hickeys you would surely need to cover up with layers of makeup the next morning, a giggle escaped your lips, feeling his fluffy hair tickling you. He responded with a light chuckle back before locating your sweet spot at the side of your neck. Instinctively, you turned to the side in reaction to the goosebumps rushing down your body, grip transferring to his hard shoulders.
Still nipping at your neck his fingers simultaneously laced around to your back, undoing the zipper on your dress, which was unchallenging as your back was already arched against his hard chest. Gently slipping the piece of clothing off, he brought his head up and paused. His eyes examined you up and down, taking in your bare appearance with silent intensity as if this were the first time he'd ever seen you like this; Your exaggerated cleavage achieved by a set of matching navy blue, floral lingerie - of which he wondered how it was hidden completely under your dress to pleasantly surprise him - every curve among your perfect body, every single apparent 'flaw' about you which only made him love you more.