#dirty kpop

requested by anonymous: Jimin + Neonsigns

Part of the anniversary drabbles!
Author: Admin E
Warning: Smut
Word Count: 1.5k

The brick wall he pushed you against felt cold against your back despite his leather jacket hugging your shoulders loosely. It didn’t bother you though, in fact, it felt nice to get some relief from the burning heat surging through your veins as he dragged his thick, plump lips over your skin. The wall only cooled you off  a tiny bit, not nearly enough to extinguish the fire burning you alive when his fingers around your hips tightened and he rolled his lower body into yours. An involuntary whimper escaped your lips before you knew it, your mind so foggy and clouded it was hard to remind yourself of where you were.

‘Jimin…’, you managed to sigh out, your arms locked around his neck as he still laved yours with his tongue, the wet muscle dancing up and down the sensitive spot beneath your ear. You felt you throat getting dry, making you repeatedly lick your lips to moisten them before you made another attempt at speaking.

‘We shouldn’t be doing this here…’, you gasped when his teeth dug into your flesh, shooting an electric shock straight to your core.

He finally pulled away so you could look at him. You were panting frantically, it took alot of energy to fight the urge to just let him take you right then and there.

He looked incredibly sinful, his lips shining wet from exploring your skin with his tongue, eyes halflidded with lust, the red neon light of the nightclub sign contouring his hair and facial features to make him look like a demon in the night. He smirked as he traced your bottom lip with his thumb.

‘You wanna get out of here then?’, his voice laced with seduction and husky from arousal.

You nodded fiercely, grabbing him by his collar and yanking him back to crash your mouth on his one more time, just to satisfy the need for his addictive lips for a moment. He fished his phone out of his backpocket before gathering the strength to separate his lips from yours.

‘I’m calling a cab. My place or yours?’, he asked while hastily calling the number of the taxi company, clearly growing more impatient with every passing second of not devouring or being devoured.

‘Don’t care, just hurry!’, you whined, shoving down the neck of his tank top to helplessly nibble and suck at his collarbones, earning you a deep groan from him as he anxiously waited for the torturous dial tone to stop and someone to pick up. He sighed in relief when he finally heard a voice on the other side of the line.

You spent the following 10 minutes, what felt like hours, waiting for the cab and trying not to tear eachother’s clothes off until the car stopped in front of the club.

You practically jumped inside, rambling off your address to the driver and getting back to eating eachother’s faces on the backseat, ignoring the judging looks the older driver threw you in the front mirror of the car. Fortunately, your place was fairly close and you arrived at your appartment 15 minutes later.

‘Thank you sir!’, you quickly threw some bills on the front seat while already in the process of climbing out of the back. ‘Keep the change!’

‘But miss, this is 10 bucks too many!’, the driver muttered in confusion.

‘Don’t worry about it!’, you yelled in your haste to leave just before you closed the door and pulled Jimin along towards your front door. You pulled out your keys and struggled to find the right one right away, the excitement making your hands tremble and your fingers clumsy.

He slammed your body against the wood, his hands groping your ass and you were afraid you weren’t even going to make it inside when he started attacking your neck again, clearly his favourite spot to take his frustrations out on.

‘You didn’t have to pay for the cab, you know, i could’ve-‘

‘Park Jimin, shut the fuck up and get inside before i’ll ride you into my front step right now.’, you growled dangerously when the right key finally turned around in the lock and you managed to open your door, accompanied by Jimin’s delighted chuckle.

What happened after that was a blur of stumbling, tugging on clothes, slamming into walls, entwined limbs, colliding teeth, messy kisses and surprised moans until you finally gave up and settled for the carpet on the floor in the living room.

‘Fuck how can anyone be this hot?’, Jimin groaned as he practically ripped your dress, too impatient to deal with the zipper properly, ‘Why is it that i just need to fuck you senseless every time i see you?’

You were too busy desperately working on his belt and unzipping his jeans to answer, this was all taking way too long for your liking. You finally managed to pull his pants down, along with his boxers, revealing his rock hard erection as it slapped against his stomach immediately. It made your mouth water, the heat burning between your legs turning into a bonfire as if someone threw in a bottle of white spirit.  

‘Jimin, fuck me!’, you yowled, your panties soaked and ruined by now. They were already good for the trash before the cab even came, but you honestly couldn’t take it anymore. You dramatically rubbed your thighs together to get some friction while Jimin still struggled to get your dress off.

‘Fuck!’, he muttered in frustration, the tugs on your zipper getting shorter, agressive and full of resentment for the small, metal thing.

You looked longingly at his hot red, hard cock, leaking precum and begging to be touched, so you decided you couldn’t wait anymore.

You lunged forward on your knees, your hands wrapping themselves around his shaft before you took the tip into your mouth. Jimin gasped in surprise, his eyes wide and his hands stilling around your zipper. You gradually took more of him inside your mouth until his tip hit the back of your throat, making his eyes roll back in his head.

‘You’re not helping!’, he moaned half frustrated, half enjoying. He squeezed his eyes shut as your tongue massaged his length, hollowing out your cheeks and sucking hard each time you went up, only to clench your throat around him when you reached down until your lips touched his base.

His hands fell limp against his sides as he gave up trying to unzip the damn dress before they tangled themselves in your hair. He threw his head back in bliss, finally giving in to the amazing pleasure of your lips girdling around his length, the various pressure of your skillful tongue sending him into nirvana.

His lewd noises and adorable whimpers got your arousal trickling down your thighs, your core aching for release as every sound he made shot through your eardrums and straight to the pit of your stomach. You couldn’t help but slide your hand down your panties, helplessly trying to relieve some of the tension building between your thighs.

You rubbed your clit vigorously, a happy moan sending vibrations through his shaft and making him shudder, until he noticed what you were doing.

‘Are you…Touching yourself?’, he rasped, the pupils in his eyes dilating until only a small outer circle of his iris was visible.

‘Mhm.’, you confirmed, mouth stuffed with dick as you were ready to take him all the way down to your throat again if you weren’t suddenly pushed down flat on your back.

‘J-Jimin?‘

‘Shh. Fuck that stupid dress, keep it on.’, he growled lowly while he shoved the fabric up around your waist and literally ripped your already ruined panties apart. ‘This will do just fine.’

He threw your legs over his shoulders, diving head first inbetween them and wasting no time licking up your juices like you were a melting popsickle, the slurping wet noises flushing your cheeks in embarrassment. His tongue darted out to find your small nub, sucking on it, gently nibbling until he had you a moaning mess underneath him, and it’s only been 10 seconds.

‘As much as i love to eat you out, i’m at my limit here.’, he groaned before crawling on top of you, his hand pumping his length a few times before guiding himself inside you.

You both moaned long and relieved, eyes rolling and mouths gaping when he filled you up to the brim.

‘Fuck…’, a shaky sigh rolling out of his mouth as he let himself get sheathed inside your hot, tight heat.

‘-ing finally.’, you added in a matching sigh, your eyes fluttering closed to savor the feeling of just being full.

‘Oh baby, we’ve only just begun.’, he smirked as he punctuated the end of his sentence with the beginning of a series of thrusts, the first roll of his hips into yours making electricity surge through your core. ‘And i’m not gonna let that dress stop me again.’

As promised, here is the scenario. It got longer than I intended but some of y'all like long right so hopefully it’s okay for you. Next is part two to Chapter Three of the vampire series so anticipate that lovelies. Has anyone seen the French movie Blue Is The Warmest Color? — 

 It was the first time you’d see him since you broke up a month and a half ago and you couldn’t help but feel nervous. You had a new boyfriend who had a four year old daughter from his previous relationship, you guys were living together, everything was going alright but you didn’t know how Jaebum would take it. 

You agreed to meeting up with him at the coffee shop across the street from his apartment only because you did miss him, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t. It was early, 9.am when the sun wasn’t too high and casted a soft golden yellow over the sidewalks and buildings, reflected off of windows and car tops as it rose higher. 

Shops were just opening up, stand owners lining up their fruit or rearranging their flowers in their carts and you smiled at everyone as you clomped passed on your short heels. The chirping birds and noises of the city cut off when the cafe door shut behind you, the bell ringing above your head that was turning in search of your ex. You take a deep breath when you see him, slowly make your way over and stand next to the table he’s chosen. 

 "Jae..?“ His head lifts and immediately his eyes shine over at the sight of you. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking but he looked as if he’d cry already. He quickly gets up and pulls you into a hug, his arms wrapping tightly around your shoulders and you relax to let his warmth completely envelop you. 

You get a whiff of his heavenly cologne you’ve missed so much and you wrap your arms around his waist to bring him closer, loving the feeling of his soft hair tickling at your neck as he nuzzles further into you. He pulls away and purses his lips to your cheek in a friendly kiss, smile falling onto his face as he looks you over, hand wrapped around your wrist. 

 "I’ve missed you,” You smile back tightly, your jaw clenched when he guides you to sit in front of him. He takes his seat and scans over you with his lip between his teeth. 

“You’ve cut your hair,” You place your purse and coat next to you before giving him your full attention. 

“Hmm?” He silently gestures to his own hair and it clicks in your head. 

 "Oh, yeah,“ You shift around uncomfortably at how strong the eye contact was. "I thought it was time for a change," 

"It looks nice, I like it,” You offer up a thankful smile but not much else. 

“Should we get you a drink? Coffee? Tea?” He straightens up and flags down the waiter when you tell him what you’d like. He orders for you and the presence of another person makes you feel more at ease but as soon as she’s gone to make your drink, your body tenses up again. 

“So,” You start this time, licking your lips. “How are your shows going? Do you have many concerts happening lately? Fan meets? I’ve heard your new song,”

“You did?” Jae lights up like a Christmas tree, his hands laying flat on the table as he leans forward. “Did you like it? I helped write it a bit," 

"It was great, I liked it a lot,” You truthfully tell him and he’s smiling at you again in that way that makes you think he’s falling in love all over again. 

“Right,” He snaps out of his trance and fingers the handle of his coffee cup. “There haven’t been many concerts, fan meets either actually-" 

"Why?” He looks on you and fights with himself on if he should tell you. 

“A few of the members are… were feeling a little down and manager started to notice at practice and stuff so he gave us a break for a few weeks, with a couple interviews in between I guess until they start feeling better," 

You knew the entire time he was talking about himself as the one that was depressed and it made your heart hurt. You didn’t want him to know you caught on, even though you’re pretty sure it was his plan, so you change the subject.

 "Are you doing well? Got your eye on any girls?" 

When he doesn’t answer you puff air into your cheeks. 

"Or boys, whatever you like," 

"I’m alone, I go home alone. I’ve had a hard time getting attached after you left," 

You bite your lip to hide your frown, your eyebrows pulling in. 

"Are you still with what’s his name?” You nod without a word and he copies your actions and looks away. “That’s good. He um, he-" 

"Enjoy your drink ma'am,” The waiter slides a mug of steaming liquid in front of you and you smile at her and whisper a thanks. When he walks away Jae continues. “He has a kid right?" 

"Mhm,” You hum while taking a sip of your drink. 

“How old?” “Four. I like her a lot but we get each other in trouble all the time,” You smile at the memories with her but it falls with his next words. 

“That should be our daughter," 

You look up at him in shock. "What?" 

He glances down and plays with his fingers. "How’s everything sexually?" 

Amazingly, you weren’t surprised or offended by his question. 

"Do you enjoy it?" 

"I mean, it’s…” You trail off and it piques his interest, his head lifting up and eyes running along your face to read your expression. 

“Lousy?" 

You shake your head, not about to bad mouth your boyfriend. 

"Not lousy it’s just.." 

"It’s boring," 

"I don’t know Jaebum,” You sigh and cover your face with your hands, listening to him move around in front of you. Your hands drop and you stare at the table so you don’t have to see his reaction. 

“It’s not like how it was with you,” You whisper and trace patterns onto the wood with your finger. 

“I miss you,” He suddenly says and his hand is on top of yours to stop your fidgeting, fingers curling under your palm and sending electric shocks through you with every touch. 

 "Jae,“ 

 "I want you all the time, nobody else,” When you don’t reply and don’t pull away, he lifts your hand up to his lips, dragging his mouth over your smooth skin. 

 "Let me touch you,“ He murmurs and goosebumps pop up your arms as he kisses sloppily over your knuckles. 

 "Stop," 

 "I won’t believe it if you say you don’t want me back, I know you miss me too,” He doesn’t let go of you as he removes himself from his booth and swivels into yours, his free hand cupping your cheek and thumb stroking over your cheekbone. 

Tears are already pooling up into your eyes as the situation becomes so familiar, brings back memories of many long nights spent with him. His plush lips push to yours and he squeezes your hand in his lap at that spark that transfers through you both. He pulls back just to rub his nose against your own, his breath mingling with yours as you lean forward again. 

The second kiss is longer but not any less needy, quick and uncoordinated. It’s you who pulls back when his tongue hotly touches yours. 

“Stop,” Jae watches you while he wipes away the dampness on your cheeks. 

“Come home with me,” He whispered and it took nothing else to get you stumbling after him down the street to his apartment. 

Jaebum doesn’t waste any time, his lips devouring yours and hands finding your hips the moment he gets his front door opened. Once it’s closed, your back harshly meets a wall, shoes and jackets discarded on the floor and clothes not far behind. You take your time in unbuttoning his top, lowering yourself further down until you’re kneeling in front of him. 

He shrugs the button up off and your hands roam over his soft torso, lips planting kisses at his hips just how you know he likes. Your fingers move to unclick his belt and pull it off, working on the button and zipper next before you’re able to yank his jeans down. His bulge is confined by his tight boxers and it’s a mouth watering sight for you after so long. Your fingers dip beneath the hem and you slowly pull them down, teasing both him and yourself. He’s only half hard but he’s easily brought to full stiffness with a few strokes of your hand. 

You leave kisses up and down his shaft and his entire body shudders above you, his hand bracing on the wall behind you for support, just in case he falls. His other hand rests on the top of your head, encouraging you to take him into your mouth already and once you do, the deep moan he lets out has your panties instantly soaked. 

 "Fuck,“ While you’re swirling your tongue around his head and tracing over his prominent veins, he’s stroking your hair back so he could see the way your lips stretched around him. 

 "It’s been so long,” He murmurs and you take him in deeper, one hand balancing you on his thigh and the other gently massaging his balls. He jerks his hips forward but quickly pulls back, cock slipping out of your mouth and making you confused. 

 "What are you-“ 

 "Want you close baby,” He carefully helps you up from your knees and brings your face to his, his lips capturing yours and hands squeezing your waist. You yelp in surprise when he sweeps you off your feet, your wide eyes drilling into the side of his head as he swiftly carries you down the hallway. 

You finally slump into his arms and you only jump a little bit when he kicks his bedroom door open. You notice how the sheets and blankets are ruffled like they hadn’t been washed in weeks, the used tissues littering the floor catching your eye before he gently lays you down. 

 "I’m sorry about the mess, I wasn’t expecting you to come back wi-“ 

"Come here,” Your voice is quiet and hands soft as you pull him down on top of you, your legs spread around his hips so your bodies slot together like puzzle pieces. His mouth covers yours while his fingers pull at your clothing, peeling the garments off until you’re bare beneath him. 

 "God, I forgot how beautiful you are,“ He trails kisses down your neck and you tilt your head back to give him better access, quiet moan leaving your lips. 

"Jae," 

"I know, I want to go slow though baby, missed you so much,” His lips still grazing over your neck, his hand travels down to stroke over your thigh, pinning your knee to his hip. His fingertips dance their way between your legs to slide over your slick folds, his deep groan vibrating against your throat. 

“Wet, so wet, I can’t wait to be inside of you,” He uses two fingers to circle around your clit, adding the slightest pressure to make your head spin. You tangle one hand into his hair and latch your nails into his shoulder with the other. His same two fingers, now slick with your warm wetness, press against your entrance, slowly disappearing inside of you until he’s buried up to the knuckle. 

“Mmm,” He nuzzles his face into your neck the same time he moves his hand, languidly pushing in and pulling back out. Your pussy squelches with every thrust of his fingers and you shamelessly throw your head back to moan when the curls them up in just the right way. 

Your grip tightens in his hair and he groans from his throat, his fingers wiggling with the struggle to reach deeper. You push your hips up and he almost growls.

 "You’ll be patient or I won’t let you come,“ 

You nod, too breathless to form an actual response. 

"Good girl. Still so good for me, so obedient,” He nips a line along your collarbones, hand slamming into you with a newfound roughness. It takes your breath away when he massages your sensitive walls, rubbing in all the right places to make you squirm. After a desperate whimper, he’s pulling out and wiping his hands into the sheets. 

“I would’ve gone longer but my dick is crying to be inside of you,” His hands hook beneath your knees and bend them up and out, spreading you open so beautifully before him he has to take a second to admire. You whine out his name and his smiles fondly. 

 "I love you,“ He makes sure you know it by murmuring it once more before he lines himself up and presses in. He sinks himself further in, inch by inch and despite wanting to grab him and pull him forward, you wait for him to take his time. 

 "God, fuck,” He breathes out profanities while swiveling his hips, his body leaning over yours to kiss you. He mumbles incoherent nothing’s in between sticky kisses, his eyes full of love and adoration when he looked at you. You cup his cheeks when he begins to thrust properly into you, pace still slow but he pretends as if nothing changed, planting soft pecks to your swollen lips.

A moan interrupts him and he’s force to pull away and sit up, hands curling into the sheet by your sides as his hips roll into you faster. You could feel his hard cock twitch everytime he pulled out and your walls tried bringing him back in by tightening around him, shuddering gasps falling from his lips above you. His thumbs are rubbing patterns into your skin as he changes his pace, speeding up his thrusts while at the same time angling them upwards. 

You let out an accidental cry and he finds it safe to loudly moan, head dropping so his chin is tucked into his chest. Your body rocked with his every move and you felt fuzzy all over with how deep he was managing to reach. Jaebum was so much better than your current boyfriend, who wouldn’t pay attention to you at all during any intimate moments and would only worry about himself. 

He was great, you loved his daughter, but they weren’t Jae. Jae’s hand slips down and his thumb presses to your clit, quickly rubbing you and making you inhale sharply. 

“Fuck, Jae,” Your back arches and he thrusts hard into you, moans following after your every whimper of his name. 

You move your hips with his and the pleasure only heightens, curse dropping from his tongue in the form of a grunt and suddenly both of your releases are washing over you. Your body trembles and his stiffens up, your loud noises mixing together as he presses himself in deep so you can feel his release fill you up. 

 Jaebum’s sweaty body collapses down on top of you and you groan at his weight but don’t mention for him to get off. You wrap your arms around his damp back and he holds onto you as he rolls over, pulling you so you’re on top instead. He grabs the blanket and drapes it over your exposed lower half, leaving your back bare so he can run his nails along your spine. 

It’s quiet for a long time, Jaebum’s kisses to your temple distracting you from the boyfriend and kid you had waiting at home for you. You lift your head up and prop your chin onto your folded hands over his chest. He smiles at you and moves your hair out of your face. 

 "You’re staying right? Till the morning at least?“ You squint your eyes and pretend to be thinking about it, when in reality you weren’t planning on ever leaving him again. Your whisper pulls out the beautiful laugh of his you haven’t heard in too long. "Only if you order some Chinese food." 

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AdminB