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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      방탄소년단_|_Bangtan_Boys_|_BTS
  Relationship:
      Jeon_Jungkook/Park_Jimin
  Character:
      Jeon_Jungkook, Park_Jimin_(BTS), Kim_Namjoon_|_Rap_Monster, Kim_Seokjin_|
      Jin, Jung_Hoseok_|_J-Hope, Min_Yoongi_|_Suga, Kim_Taehyung_|_V
  Additional Tags:
      Teenagers, Alternate_Universe_-_High_School, Barebacking
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-08-01 Words: 6468
****** When the star met the moon ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Jimin is a star. Jungkook is the moon. If the moon loves all the
     stars but can't meet them, what happens when it does?
Notes
     I blame it on life. Sorry if their are some weird typos/indentations/
     other shit. I'm on mobile for the time being. Enjoy!
See the end of the work for more notes
     If someone were to ask Jimin why his math teacher sounded like a zombie
when she talked, he would say they were soulless. He was a nice person though
so he wouldn’t really. Looking out the windowhs sighed. All those people out
there having fun while he was stuck inside a classroom. What a time to be
alive. His thoughts were interrupted by a paper ball flying into the back of
his head. He turned around to see Taehyung’s big dumb face.
“What was that for asshole?!” Jimin hissed under his breath.
“Stop day dreaming of Junkook, Minnie” said jerk stage whispered, “ Your thirst
is showing I can tell.”
“I wasn’t day dreaming about Jungkook but I was thinking of how I can throw you
out the window you fu-“
“Park Jimin. Is there something you would like to share with the class?” his
teacher sneered.
“No Miss” Jimin sunk farther into his seat. If he could disappear that would be
helpful.
“Then pay attention or you and Mr. Kim will be staying after school to clean
the chalkboard together.” Jimin uttered a meek yes to her before turning to
face the board.He could hear Taehyung snickering behind him. He could plan
revenge later.
     Jimin wasn’t thinking of Jungkook before but he sure was now. He and the
younger boy were friends since elementary and boyfriends since one year ago.
Jimin remembers the day Jungkook finally gathered the courage to ask him out.
He had looked about ready to pass out. Jimin had to finish Jungkook’s ‘I love
you’ because his stuttering was turning borderline pitiful.
     All in all, Jimin loved Jungkook more than the stars. Jungkook has told
him he loves him more than the moon. Taehyung ruined that line by making
retching noises though. He had has told them to get room. The only thing Jimin
was disappointed in was their sex life. Or lack there of. No it wasn’t that
Jimin didn’t want Jungkook like that. He did and slightly cringed at the memory
of his late night self loving time. It was usually spent with the thoughts of
Jungkook there with him or on top of him.
     He wasn’t sure his how he should breach the subject to Junkook. There was
only two ways it could go really. The first was Jungkook agreeing and they have
magical sex and the second he foresaw Jungkook running out of the room
screaming. The second one made Jimin snort. The shrill ringing if the lunch
bell broke into his mind. He sluggishly got up to walk out the door, slinging
his backpack over his shoulder. He could hear Taehyung breathing like a
marathon runner behind him. What Jimin lacked in height he made up for in
speed. He prides himself on it.
“Wait up! You know I skip leg day!” Taehyung screeched.
“You don’t even exercise! Do you even know what leg day means!?” Jimin spat
back.
“Of course…” Taehyung said slowly, “ besides goes it going with your built like
a brick house boyfriend?”
“I resent that Tae. I really do. Plus why do you want to know?” Jimin asked
suspiciously.
“A little birdie told me you were having problems with slot n and tab a-“
“How do you know that!” Jimin shrieked.
“May or may not have read your diary. Anyways tell daddy what’s wrong” Taehyung
laughed.
“One, You’re not invited anywhere near my house ever again. Two, I want
to..doitwithjunkook…” Jimin trailed off.
“What was that you got to speak up louder my dear boy” Taehyung smiled
sickeningly.
“You fucking heard me asswipe” said Jimin as he smacked the back of Taehyungs
head.
“I got it! Okay so when Jungkook comes over to eat with us or if he goes over
to your house., keep touching him. Okay? Like don’t like be creepy about it.
Just draw attention to your lips your body” Taehyung declared.
“I don’t kn-“
“JIMIN!”
Jimin dropped his chocolate milk carton as Hoseok’s booming voice scares the
bee living fuck duck out of him. His scream drew the attention of others in the
cafeteria. Jimin squinted as he heard Jackson Wang and Mark Tuan’s hyena like
laughter on the other side of the room. He stared sadly at his fallen beverage
before looking up to see the rest of his friends coming over. He waited until
they were seated to chew Hoseok out.
“You owe me a chocolate milk Hoseok hyung” Jimin dead-panned.
“Get your boyfriend to do it small fry. Leave mine alone” Yoongi replied.
“Now I’m sure Hoseok didn’t mean to scare you jimin-“ Seokjin tried to explain.
“WHO ARE YOU CALLING SMALL FRY! NEWS FLASH, ONE INCH DOESN’T MAKE A
DIFFERENCE!” Jimin flailed his body, being held back by Namjoon’s lanky arms.
“Here.”
     The fight that was about to go down was interrupted by Jungkook’s melodic
voice. He set down carton of chocolate milk down in front of Jimin before
sitting down next to him. Jimin blushed faintly and pretended not to notice how
close Jungkook had scooted next to him.He pressed. A quick kids to the
younger’s cheek and ignored Taehyung holler of ‘whipped’ directed at Jungkook.
He glanced at Taehyung and saw his thumbs up as Jungkook blushed from the kiss.
“Thank you Kookie, and get off me Namjoon, save that for Seokjin” Jimin
smirked.
     Seokjin shot him a dirty look as Namjoon slid away from him. Jimin
returned with his signature eye smile. Opening his carton of milk, he dipped
and went back to his thoughts. Taehyung had has told him to basically tease
Jungkook. Jimin bit his lip and swallows his drink when he imagines Jungkook
begging for his touch. Oh yeah, he was going to make this work. He needs to
pick a theme song or something. It wasn’t long before lunch was over. Jimin had
pulled Jungkook over and told him to meet in the janitor’s closet on the third
floor during study hall. Did Jimin feel bad about skipping out on studying to
make out with his boyfriend and possibly mention he wanted sex while Jungook
was successfully turned on? Fuck no. He goddamn deserved this. He had been a
saint this whole time and now he was going to strike. It was his time.
     When the bell rang for students to go to study hall Jimin was already in
the janitor’s closet. Was he being thirsty? Most likely. Did he care? No, he
got to make out with a totally hot guy and skip class. Score. His palms were
sweaty and his heart was racing. With all the work from school the only time
they got to spend together was doing projects or essays. He jumped when the
bell for walk time to class sounded. He almost cried in relief when the
doorknob jiggled and Jungkook’s cute face peeked in.
“Get in here!” Jimin whispered urgently.
Jungkook slipped in closing and licking the door behind him before turning.
“Hi” he whispered breathily.
“Hi” Jimin giggled.
     They stated into each other’s eyes for what seemed like a eternity. Jimin
didn’t know what happened but it was like he snapped. He lunged for Jungkook’s
mouth and the other returned it with the same intensity. Their lips moved
together in languid strokes. He could hear Jungkook letting out little wounded
noises as he bit his lip. The younger backed Jimin up against the shelves and
wrapped his arms around his waist. Jimin let out a content moan when he was
enveloped in strong arms. Jimin wanted more. He wanted to feel Jungkook. In
him, around him, he wants to drown in him. He decided to take it a step
further. Running his tongue along seam of Junkook’s lips. The other male let
out a tortured moan and parted his lips. Jimin’s tongue intertwined with
Jungkook’s in a heated rush. The sounds of wet kisses and panting filled the
otherwise silent room. The elder whined heartedly as Jungkook pressed him even
further into the shelves, the wood pressed into his back. Jimin reached his
hands up and tangled them in soft brown hair. Tugging upwards on the delicate
strands made Jungkook whimper, Jimin could feel the younger males hips twitch
upward with every tug.
     He moaned as the hard length of Jungkook’s prick brushed against his
thigh. Jungkook broke the kiss after another several moments of drowning in
Jimin’s love. Jimin sucked in air a Jungkook pressed his face into the crook of
his neck, trembling. The older boy ran his hands up and down the others chest,
trying to calm him down. He could still feel the solid weight of Jungkook’s
arousal. His own throbbed bac pitifully in response. Jimin decided it was time
to tell him. Biting his kiss swollen lips he voiced his idea.
“Jungkook.”
“What?”
Jimin wasn’t prepared to how hoarse, how wrecked the others voice was. It made
his spine tingle, “ Jungkook, I’m ready. I want to. With you, God, only with
you…”
“Me too, Jimin, I- yes”
“I’m going to find a way. I will, okay? Soon” Jimin whispered kissing
Jungkook’s ear softly.
     He managed not to make an embarrassing sound as Jungkook squirmed,
brushing their clothed bulges together. He pulled the younger up by his hair,
taking a quick glance, he smashed his lips upon the discovery of what he saw.
Jungkook had a deep bush across his face, normally bright eyes had darkened in
to a smoldering state, glazed over in arousal. His lips had swelled from Jimin
biting them. He looked delicious. Jimin was sure he looked the same if not
worse. Their mouths cracked together at a hurried pace. If he couldn’t do what
he wanted yet, he would have to improvise. In dazed trance, he pushed his thigh
against Jungkook’s crotch, gazing as his boyfriend locked up. Jungkook let out
a keen, grinding back hard against the his thigh. Jimin gasped when he felt the
other’s thigh push against his own erection. They moved together in perfect
harmony. Moans and whines ratcheting up higher in volume as they reached their
end.
“Jimin… I’m-I’m…going..” Jungkook squeaked.
“Me too! Me too…. Junkook! Fuck, keep going” Jimin growled, arching himself
into Jungkook further.
     Jimin gripped Jungkook’s back, trying to stable himself as the bigger male
raised the force of his thrusts. It was intoxicating watching the other fall
apart, telling himself do the same. Brrrrriiiing. Jimin sobbed as Jungkook
froze. If he didn’t hate that bell before, he sure the fuck did now. He huffed
and slid himself away from Jungkook. He knew the janitor’s schedule for a
reason. They had get out now before being caught. He kissed Jungkook one for
time, fisting his hands in youngers school uniform while doing so.
“I meant it. You and me, soon. I’ll find a way, I promise” Jimin spoke gently
into a pierced ear.
     Jimin didn’t wait for a reply before sneaking out of the closet. He knew
Jungkook’s answer already. He tip-toed into the bathroom. He was going to be
late for his next class but it was better than going in looking like he came
out of a lion’s den. He smoothed down his hair and put cold water on his
flushed cheeks. His erection had died down significantly in his way here and
was barely noticeable. His lips were a dead give away still. He couldn’t wait
to explain that to his nosy ass friends. He sighed before sprinting to his next
class, bolting in the door as satan’s school bell rang again.
“You looked like you got mauled” Yoongi stated bluntly.
“Really? I was thinking he looked like he snuck-“ Namjoon tried to reply before
being cut off.
“Into the janitor’s closet and defiled Jungkook’s innocence?” Seokjin piped up.
“Try me hyung, I still remember you asking me for his keys so you and Namjoon
could-“
“I will harm you Park Jimin. Don’t finish that sentence.”
     Jimin smirked evilly and sat in his chair. The teacher walked in not a
moment later. He was to distracted to pay attention right now. He was mulling
over his choices. His mom always stayed at home. His younger brother always
wanted to at with him when he was done with school work. His dad was a rather
successful author and worked from home anyway. Jungkook told him that his
mother worked in real estate. She was mostly home but went out during the day.
When they had school. The elder recalled his boyfriend saying that his older
brother was home from college for a week, andseemed like he was always awake.
He even caught Jungkook trying to sneak out.
     The whole class Jimin tried to come up with a plan. Nothing seemed to fit.
He knew he had to resort to plan K, standing for Kim Taehyung. While he admits
his best friend had terrible ideas, most of them worked. He could already hear
Taehyung’s chirping laughter at his predicament. Whatever. He was going to get
sex. Who was the real winner here anyway. He looked around the room, and shot
out of his chair. He was so lost in thought he didn’t hear the bell ring. Every
one filtered out the door. Jimin speed walked down to Taehyung, who was waiting
for him outside the gates.
“Took you long enough! I thought you were fast?” he taunted as they started
walking to their neighborhood.  
“Shut it Tae and listen up, I need your help…” Jimin went on a rant. He told
the other about what happened in the closet. He asked Taehyung what they could
do. The boy seemed to think, squinting at the gravel before speaking.
“Duh, just go to one of those motels for sex” he said it like it was easy.
“But how!”
“I can cover for you! My mom will understand. Plus, where do you think I get my
cunning personality from?”
“Taehyung. Tae. Taetae. I love you so much right now.” Jimin swooned.
“Save that for your boyfriend-wait! What day are you going to go?”
Jimin had the money for-ahem- said plan but he wasn’t sure when they…would go,
“I told him soon so… Friday? It’s only Tuesday….that’s not to fast is it!? Is
it??”
“Calm down! With what you just told me, no, it’s not to fast. If anything it’s
too slow for your ass…literally” Taehyung mumbled the last part but Jimin heard
him loud and clear.
 
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   The rest of the rest of the walk was full of hitting Taehyung. When Jimin
got home he ran into his room, shouting a quick hello to his parents and
brother before shutting and locking the door. He dropped the weight of his
backpack on the floor. Walking over to the little chest hidden behind the
dresser, he wiggled giddily. Picking up the chest and undoing the latch seemed
to take forever. When it was open he looked at the contents inside. He had been
saving money since middle school, although never really knowing what to spend
it on he’d finally found his reason.
     He picked up his cellphone. His palms were shaking as he dialed Jungkook’s
number. He knew without a doubt the other was already home. The slow ring of
the phone waiting to connect made him anxious. Pick up. Jimin sucked in a
breath when he heard a click.
“Jimin?”
“Jungkook…. I found a way” Jimin breathed into the phone.
“Wh en?”
Jimin let out a whimper at the tone of his voice, “Friday at one of those…
special hotels.”
“Taehyung going to cover for us?” He sounded as excited as Jimin felt.
“Yes.”
“Okay, okay. I’ll see you tomorrow Jimin?” He whimpered slightly.
“Tomorrow” Jimin confirmed.
     When the call disconnected he flopped into his bed. He finished his
homework in science. He couldn’t remember if he had any for his last class.
Nothing mattered to him right now besides Jungkook. He rolled himself up into a
burrito, his blanket soft against his cheek. He let his mind wander to
Jungkook. What was it going to be like? He moaned quietly at the thought of
Jungkook inside of him. Jimin had never had another boyfriend besides Jungkook,
and if that was true for Jungkook… his body twitched at the realization they
could do it. Without condoms. He clenched his teeth. He needed to make sure
Jungkook wanted the same. Jimin let his now tense body relax. He had two more
days to get through. Deciding he would tell his mom Friday morning about the
game sleepover, he drifted off into the pull of sleep.
     The sunset shine washed over him from the window, warming the skin he left
exposed out the blanket. The sound of crickets chirping, waiting for nightfall,
acted as a song. Friday, he thought sluggishly. It would come soon. When Jimin
thought the next two days would blur by, he was wrong. His alarm woke him out
of sleep Wednesday morning. Jumping out of bed he realized he slept the whole
night. He never changed out of his school clothes so he picked up the toast his
mother offered him, put on his shoes, and walked out the door. Taehyung was
waiting in the lobby of the building for him. Jimin offered him a bite of the
warm toast, to which he gladly accepted.
“So, my mom said she can cover for you guys. She couldn’t stop laughing
though.”
“I feel incredibly embarrassed knowing that not only does your mom know I’m
going to have sex, but is co doing it” Jimin face palmed.
“Nah don’t be, she’s cool like that” Taehyung giggled.
“Yeah…”
   
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 When they arrived at school Yoongi and Hoseok were waiting for them. Jimin
felt uneasy, they were usually sucking each others faces right now.
“Jimin! Come step into my office” Hoseok joked.
“What now?”
“Here.”
     Yoongi had dropped a small item into Jimin’s hand. He frowned at it before
reading the label. His face flamed up in a torrent of embarrassment and shock.
“Why did you give me lube!!!” He managed to squeak out.
“Taehyung texted us about your big night. He figured it’d be better than
Seokjin Hyung lecturing you” Hoseok shrugged, “ I would give you condoms but I
didn’t have any.”
“Ugh! TMI Hoseokkie hyung. Do you know what that means?!” Taehyung wailed
pulling Join in te direction to their first class.
“DON’T BE A STRANGER!” Hoseok screamed after them.
     By lunch Jimin was already done with the day. He felt anxious about seeing
Jungkook. Knowing what they were going to do Friday. He felt glee welling up
inside him just at the thought. The cafeteria staff have him two chocolate milk
cartons today, saying something about how happy he looked. Wen he sat down at
their table they all talked for a while before he saw Jungkook approaching him.
Jimin stood up excusing himself while ignoring all the catwalks.
“Follow me” Jimin said as he pulled Jungkook in the direction of the stairs.
     Once they were back in the closet Jimin didn’t hold back. Pushing Jungkook
down into the cramped floor and straddling him. His ass fit snuggly against the
curve of Jungkook’ hips, caused by his pulld up knees. It sent a thrill through
him hearing the bigger male let out a desperate whine when Jimin pushed his
butt back against him. He kissed his way up Jungkook’s neck, nibbling on his
ear before talking into it.
“You know, I got to thinking last night, we’ve only been with each other
right?” Jimin smiled joyfully as a little nod and gasp served as his answer,
“since that’s true, I realized we don’t have to use condoms…”
     Jimin moaned as the other males hips jerked up, pressing his rigid length
along the elders ass. He swooped in to give Jungkook a kiss. Their lips met
with a wet sound, moving together in urgency. Jimin tried not cry out when he
felt Jungkook thumb one of his nipples over his shirt. Breaking the kiss to
retaliate Jimin reached back and pressed the heel of his hand against the firm
lump in the others uniform pants. Jungkook’s brows furrowed and he arched his
back, mouth open in a silent plea.
“OH…Jimin more.. m-m” Jungkook panted, his legs were moving uselessly behind
him.
“Jungkook!” Jimin whined as he felt a hand unzip his pants, reaching past his
boxers and grabbing his dick.
      Jimin moved his hips restlessly in an attempt to get Jungkook to jerk him
faster than he already was. He let out a tiny cry as the younger ran a finger
over the tip. Jimin brought back both his hands and shoved them up Jungkook’s
shirt, his fingers found each nipple and have them a tiny pinch each, while the
other hand scratches down his stomach lightly. Jungkook sobbed when the tiny
twinges of pleasure hit him, his hips living Jimin off the ground when he
thruster upwards. The younger male sped up his hand and Jimin let out a pule of
ecstasy. The combination of hearing Jungkook and feeling him sent Jimin over
the edge. The pleasure sky rocketed and he felt like he was melting. Warm
stripes of cum flowed into his boxers, soiling the fabric and Jungkook’s hand.
“Kookie, calm down…” Jimin soothed, watching as the other hyperventilated from
the sight of Jimin cumming.
“Please Jimin, not gonna-gon- last …long-please” Jungkook pleaded, and Jimin
could feel his erection pulsing along the swell of his butt.
     Jimin turned around until his behind was near Jungkook’s face and the
younger s rented crotch was in his. His hands unzipped the fly an pulled it
apart. He pulled out Jungkook’s cock from his underwear and licked his lips.
The others cock was flushed a healthy red, slicked up by his own excitement.
The cock twitched under his scrutiny. Jimin’s small hand gripped it, and ran
his finger over the sensitive head. Jungkook’s breath hitched into a mewl,
tense thighs spreading open to give Jimin more room. He stroked it a few times,
and listened to his boyfriends pleas. Jimin felt fascinated. He could feel
Jungkook shaking like a leaf underneath him. He looked at the steel like shaft.
Jimin’s mouth watered as he watched it bounce eagerly for attention. His tongue
slid out of his mouth. He brought the head up to it licking a small stripe over
it. Jimin reared back a little as Jungkook’s legs clamped shut, his whimpers
high pitched. The smaller palmed his sticky crotch, he was hard again just by
hearing Jungkook. Jimin wrenched open the bigger boys legs. He took Jungkook’s
dick and put the head in his mouth, suckling on it.
“J-j-mi-n” Jungkook sounded like he was about to cry. His body was writhing
violently under him.
“JIMIN! JUNGKOOK!” Taehyung’s voice bellowed from down the hallway.
     Jimin shot off of Jungkook. He felt incredibly guilty when the other
curled into himself, sniffling pathetically. He made a quick decision in his
head. Scooting silently over to Jungkook, he slapped a hand over his mouth.
Jimin moved his free hand down and tugged on the burning hot length. He ducked
his head lower, mentally preparing himself, and deep throated Jungkook. He felt
the body next to him spasm wildly. Jimin’s eyes widened as thick jets of semen
shot into his mouth. He could feel Jungkook whimpering and drooling underneath
his hand. The shorter boy closed his eyes and swallowed. His body couldn’t take
it and he came again, untouched. Jimin’s toes curled and his breathing
deepened. Molten pleasure crashed over him as he sucked Jungkook dry.
     Pulling off of the cock in his mouth, Jimin sat back. He glanced at
Jungkook and felt his dick give another weak holy. The others eyes were wet and
his nose was pink. Bow shaped lips parted wetly, exposing cute bunny like
teeth. A trail of spit ran down his jaw. Jimin waited on bated breath to hear
if Taehyung was still around. Silence. He let out a relieved sigh.
“I love you, Kookie” Jimin kissed his cheek and giggled, “that was just a sneak
peek of what we’re going to do!”
     Jimin heard him mumble a dazed ‘I love you too’ before going to sneak into
the bathroom to clean up. The rest of the day went by with the whole group
teasing him about where they went. Jim managed to lecture him about safety of
sex before Jimin told him to can it. He knew what him and Namjoon got up to.
Unfortunately. Jimin doesn’t go to Seokjins’ house when Namjoon was over
anymore and he wants to keep it that way. Before Jimin knew it Wednesday was
over.
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“I’m coming over to your place Tae” Jimin said as they walked to their
destination.
“Fine. I need to give you some sexy time pointers anyway” He remarked.
“I’d rather you not.”
“Too bad, I love you too much to let you screw up” He stated cheerfully.
     Jimin entered the Kim household and put on the pair of slippers they
bought for him. This was like his second home. Taehyung went into the kitchen
to grab them drinks, laughing about a home he told Jimin on the way. He heard a
glass shatter followed by rushed cussing. He knew by now these things happen
all the time and wasn’t in a hurry to check on the other.
Jimin walked in on Taehyung sobbing dramatically at a broken cup on the floor,
“Shush! I’ll help you clean it up.”
“So! Jimin my man. I’m telling you right now to be vicious about sex!” Taehyung
said.
“What?”
“Like, you know, make him work for it! Make him give you something then give
back!”
“……”
“Look. Example one! He eats you out you give him a blowjob. Got it?” Taehyung
explained.
“You mean give and receive?” Jimin whispered, face hot.
“Exactly!”
     Jimin ate at Taehyung’s house. He caught the others mother cackling at him
every time they crossed paths. Walking home, his mind raced after tomorrow it
was here. The big day. Jimin sped up his walking to get rid of nerves. He
opened his front door. Slipping inside he walked quietly to his room. I’m the
sanctuary of familiarity he sent a quick good night text to his beloved. After
changing into warm pj’s he settled down, closing his eyes.
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      The next day was uneventful. Jimin cuddled with Jungkook at lunch. The
highlight of the day was his math teacher being absent. He got home a little
earlier than expected too. He decided to pack for the grand say in question. He
packed inconspicuous clothing and put his money in his backpack. The lube
Hoseok had given to him was still in there as well. Jimin let out a breath.
Tomorrow was it. Laying down Jimin fell into a fitful sleep.
   
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      Waking up the next morning early, Jimin walked into the kitchen. His
mother was sitting at the table reading, sipping her tea languidly. He took a
bagel off the counter and popped it into the toaster. Opening up the fridge and
brought out strawberry cream cheese. His bagel was done and he spread the
substance on it. Jimin brought up the conversation while putting the spreading
back.
“Hey mom, can I sleep over Taehyung’s for the weekend?” He asked, “we have to
finish up a project.”
“Sure honey, I’ll be calling to check in though alright?”
“That's fine. I have to go now. I’ll see you Monday!” He walked out the door.
      Friday couldn’t of gone any slower. When it was time to go to Taehyung’s
he felt like throwing up. He had has told Jungkook to meet him there. Jimin
showered and put his clothes on in the Kim’s bathroom. He pocketed the cash and
lube before coming out. Taehyung whistled when he saw him.
“You sure those jeans won’t cut off any blood flow?”Taehyung teased.
“Shut up Tae! You look like a mushroom!”
“That’s not the only thing that-“ He started before the doorbell sounded, “your
chariot awaits Jiminnie! Knock em’ dead!”
      Opening the door to Jungkook’s nervous face made Jimin feel better. They
walked in silence while Jimin navigated his way to the hotel. He felt Jungkook
grab his own hand with his clammy one. Jimin squeezed his hand in reassurance.
He looked up at the stars. Feeling like they were twinkling to tell him it
would be fine. The moon was full, shining down on them and illuminating the
streets. In the distance he saw the cheesy glow of hearts on the motel’s neon
sign. Getting closer he announced what he dreaded.
“We’re here Kookie.”
“I know..”
     The younger whispered back. Walking into the motel he saw a window with a
slot. The glass must have been the one way type because the only thing they saw
were reflections. Next to it was a screen of beds. Some were shadowed while
others glowed brightly. Jimin looked at one that had a high window and comfy
looking bed. It was labeled as the star suite. He touched it and startled at
the key sliding from the slot. He picked it up and read the screens directions.
‘Pick a room pay when done.’
     He gulped, grabbing the keys and leading Jungkook down the hallway. He
sighed when the door to the room was in sight. He opened it and pushed Jungkook
inside. He heard a click as it locked automatically. His breath hitched when he
saw the room. Star like decorations illuminated the room in a dark glow.
Moonlight filtered through the window, making Jungkook‘s skin glow. He laid his
back on the bed. He held his breath as Jungkook crawled on top of him
hesitantly.
“Were really doing this huh?” Jimin giggled excitedly.
“Yes.”
     Jungkook murmured. Jimin tilted his head up catching the others mouth in a
searing kiss. Their breathing mingled together. He whimpered as the reality
caught up with him. He ripped off Jungook’s jacket throwing into the vending
machine in the corner. Quickly shedding his own he flipped them over. He kissed
down his neck, occasionally biting down hard enough to make cry out. He sat up
stripping of his shirt and tapped the other to get his off. Once they were both
shirtless their hands roamed everywhere. Jungkook sucked on his earlobe, making
him twitch in pleasure. He moaned bringing the other back into a kiss. Jimin
rubbed his lovers chest clicking over one nipple while sucking the other. His
eyes closed at hearing Jungkook’s pained whines. He rolled over unbuckling his
pants and shucking them down. Jungkook did the same before pinning him down. He
kissed him passionately, swallowing Jimin’s moans.
      Fingers skimmed lightly near his navel before palming him where he wanted
the most. Jimin bucked into the grasp, keening as Jungkook bent down. Jimin
screamed when Jungkook’s warm mouth encased him. There was no finesse to it but
he didn’t care. He bent his back, fingers searching for something to grab
before finding Jungkook’s hair. He pulled on it, making the other whimper. He
bobbed his head while licking the tip of Jimin’s cock. He wasn’t expecting the
shorter to call out yet.
“Jungkook! Stop… I’m goi-going to” Jimin moaned panicky.
      The younger didn’t stop, instead increased his ministrations until Jimin
flailed. Body locking up as his body was racked with euphoria. Warm shots of
sticky fluid gushes into Jungkook’s mouth. He swallowed it quickly before
stretching up. He kissed Jimin hard, hands gripping at his thick hips, arms
wobbling at how turned on he made himself. Jimin could see his boyfriend
humping the air in quick aborted moments. His cock was jutting out obscenely.
Jimin reached out and brushed his hand out against it. Jungkook shuddered and
his arms gave out. His chest hit Jimin’s and he let out agonized groan. Jimin
pushed him over till his back was against the mattress. He made a low him as he
looked at the others predicament. Jungkook’s chest was heaving and his eyes
were closed tightly. His cock was shiny with pre-cum and dark in color. He
slithered over Jungkook and whispered in his ear.
“I'll give you two options… One you can rim me or two you can fuck me?” He
drawled.
“I-I want to make you feel good! O-one, I choose one” Jungkook wiggled around
under Jimin.
 “You’ll get both anyway…”
       Jungkook sobbed at that. Jimin turned crawled up his body backwards
until his thighs were on either side of Jungkook’s face. He sucked on a nervous
breath. He squealed when he felt Jungkook’s big, warm hands grip his ass
cheeks, spreading them apart. Jimin reached back straying himself on the head
board behind him. Jungkook licked over his entrance. His spine bowed and he
ground back. Jungkook went wild kissing, sucking, all over him. He fucked him
with his tongue, making Jimin let out a stuttering wail. Sweat trickled along
the elder chest and he threw his head back. Jimin cursed and looked down at
Jungkook’s cock. It was swollen, jerking every time Jimin moaned. It was
dripping like a leaky faucet. A thick strand of pre-fun connected the head of
it to his lovers stomach. Jimin didn’t know someone could be this turned on. He
stretched a hand out and rubbed the head. Jungkook howled behind him bucking up
desperately for another touch. His tongue worked farther into Jimin in a
frenzied attack. He have a weak moan when he saw the organ squeeze out more
pre-cum. That’s it. Jimin needed that inside him.
“Jungkook, grab-mmh- grab the lube” Jimin managed to get out.
      He saw a toned arm reach out and grab his pants and pull out lube. He
gave it to Jimin, still licking his hole, and held out his palm. Jimin squirted
it onto long fingers, and into his own hand. He felt Jungkook wiggle a finger
inside him and he whimpered. Jimin clenched his hands at the intrusion. He
tapped Jungkook’s aid to add another. God , his fingers were so thick Jimin
thought as the younger added another, scissoring them. Jimin waited a moment
before telling him to add the last. He shifted his himself and cried out when
he felt Jungkook crook his fingers over that spot.
“Again…” Jimin moaned.
     His vision blacked out when the other did it again. His cock, now fully
hard again, throbbed. He pulled off Jungkook’s face, thighs trembling from
keeping himself up. Turning around face Jungkook, he felt like someone punched
him in the gut. He wrapped his hand around the pulsating shaft, hearing
Jungkook’s ear shattering moan at being finally touched. He tugged at if fast,
sticking him up even more tan he already was.
“Get in me”
“Yes” Jungkook hissed.
      Jimin laid on his back as Jungkook positioned himself above him. Wrapping
his legs around the other make and crisscrossing them around his back, Jimin
was ready. Jungkook leaned over and guided the tip of his cock to Jimin. With a
shaky hand he presses in. Jimin wasn’t ready for the smooth glide of Jungkook
as he sheathed himself. It burned, of course it would, but it was a good burn.
It made himfeel whole. Like they were one person instead of two. He observed
Jungkook as he doubled over, forehead resting on Jimin’s chest. His back was
quivering and Jimin heard his small, high pitched cries. It was hot, seeing how
much he affected him. Jimin knew it was his turn to guide Jungkook, seeing as
He was falling apart. He wiggled his hips and instructed the other softly.
“Jungkook, Kookie, you can move bab-“
     Jimin cried out as Jungkook pumped his hips sharply. Pleasure slammed into
him and he squirmed. The younger set a punishing pace, driving into deeper with
each thrust. Jimin let out a strangled moan which rides in volume when Jungkook
hit that spot again. He begged for more, fotr him to go faster, and the taller
complied. The room was filled with the echoes of passion, slick wet sounds from
where they were connected intimately. Jimin shouted as he felt himself get
closer with each they at to his precipice.
“Jungkook Ah! Faster F-faster oh!” Jimin screamed.
     The feeling washed over him. Molten lava, pouring into all his senses. His
body focused on here Jungkook drove into him, how his cock rubbed against a
muscled stomach. It was too much. His body screamed as his second orgasm hit
him. Pulse after pulse of pleasure carried him away from reality. His whole
body sang as he came on their chests. He struggled to breathe and looked at
Jungkook. The other had his head hanging to the side. His mouth was open and
when he saw Jimin watching him he begged.
“Jimin-clos-close. Please, i-I-so close” Jesus he couldn’t even form sentences
anymore. Jimin stopped him, feeling a pang go through his chest when the other
begged him to keep going.
“Please, wh-why p-pleas-“ Jungkook pleaded.
      Jimin shushed him before pining him back down on the bed. Jimin straddled
his lap before sinking back onto his cock. The others body shot up and he
wrapped Jimin on his arms. The elder boy grates his hips at an angle,
effectively grinding Jungkook’s dick inside of him. Jungkook shrieked at the
feeling and lost control of his body. His muscles concluded unwillingly under
Jimin, his pelvis drilled up in hard in a odd rhythm. Jungkook’s face scrunched
up in what looked to be pain but Jimin knew otherwise. His brain short-
circuited when Jungkook squealed in the highest soprano he's ever heard.
“Jimin! Oh-o-oh, Jim- I’m c-“ Jungkook tried to choke out but his body seized
up and his voice cracked when he moaned.
      Jimin shuddered, skin rising in goosebumps when he felt warm liquid spill
inside of him. Jungkook had ceased all effort of trying to talk and had stuck
to making needy noises in Jimin’s ear as ecstasy racked through his body in
waves. Jungkook kept making small jerky thrusts into him and he felt a trickle
of warmth seep out of his stretched hole. Jimin whined twisting his hips like a
corkscrew, giving Jungkook a second mini orgasm. The younger wailed at the
over-stimulation but hugged Jimin tighter to him. They laid there Jimin giving
Jungkook small kisses to silence his strained whimpers.
      Jimin rolled off him, wincing as Jungkook’s cock slid out of him. He
flipped next to him and was immediately gathered into the others embrace. The
moon shone down on them. Under the safety of the thick comforter, Jimin let
himself sink into the warmth. He wanted to cry. He had never been this happy.
“Jungkook, I love you more than the stars themselves.”
“I love you more than the moon loves the stars, Jimin.”
“Really?” he whispered, eyes blurry with tears.
“Really.” Jungkook stated, snuggling further into Jimin.
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