boy meets evil.

Mooni had always imagined her first kiss would be extremely awkward; as if she didn't know what to do with her hands, or like her mouth was having a seizure of some sorts. This had turned out to be the exact opposite, though. The very second their lips met, it felt like she had melted into him, easily being able to follow along to his rhythm. Instinctively, she wanted to wrap her arms around his neck and pull his body closer to hers, but because they were both laying down, she was unable to do this, so she opted to place her free hand on his chest.

Instead of placing it right on top of his muscles, her hand slid under his shut, her fingtips grazing the crevices and bulges of his abdomen on the way up until she rested her palm on the bare skin of his chest. She'd never realized how smooth his skin was, or even how well his body was toned. Puberty had done him well, because she didn't remember any of this from when they were younger. Still having a desire to be closer to him, she raised her leg up, casually resting it on top of his hip, and hoping that he didn't mind.

She wondered if Jungkook could tell how inexperienced she was, probably flailing her limbs around like a total virgin - which she was. For the moment, though, she didn't care. All of these years, she was already practically in love with him, and now here they were, making out on her bed. Mooni was hyper aware of the fact that her shorts were just a little too short, exposing the skin of her bottom when she straddled Jungkook's hip with her leg, and that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath her t-shirt, which had still been extremely itchy. If she were lucky, he'd take it off for her.

But would that be too soon?

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Jimin tried to ignore Mina's comment so he could focus on her body, but the fact of the matter was it only turned him on even more. He leaned over her, both of their bodies completely bare as his tongue meshed with hers, almost in desperation. He reached down, grazing her thigh before his hand reached the nook of her knee, lifting her leg up over his waist. He could feel the tip of his cock poking around the wetness of her core, but he wanted to hear her moaning before he even entered her.

He began moving away from her mouth, kissing down the side of her face before it got to her neck, and then down towards her collarbone. Before he would fuck her, he would explore every part of her body with his mouth, becoming extremely familiar with it so he'd know how to make her scream. Once he continued moving his mouth more south, he stopped at her breasts, eagerly sucking one of her nipples in between his teeth, and kneading her other breast with his hand. Slightly, he pinched at her hardened numb while swirling his tongue around the one between his lips. He wanted to feel her squirm underneath him, her small moans sending electricity straight to his dick.

Again, he continued kissing down her body, simultaneously hooking his free hand underneath her knee so he was able to hoist it over his shoulder when he got down to her core, to find that she was already wet. "I guess I do kind of have an idea," he grinned, locking eyes with her for what felt like the first time tonight. Now that he was in control, he found a new confidence, knowing he could have her calling out his name by the end of tonight. Using his fingertips, he gently massaged her clit before submerging a finger inside, his mouth taking over on her nub.

@ jungshook



Jungkook was surprised how easily all of Mooni’s movements seemed to come. He shivered at the feeling of her fingertips on his skin, letting out a breath as their lips parted momentarily. If she was comfortable being this close and intimate, then so was he. He wanted nothing more than to touch her and hold her and kiss her. He reached up and and pushed her hair away from her face, brushing his fingertips across her cheek before he replaced them with his lips. He pressed soft, gentle kisses along her cheek, then her jaw, and finally her neck. He suckled lightly a few times on the skin as he allowed his hand to roam down her side, resting on her hip.

He was honestly surprised at how natural this felt, and how easy it all came to him as well. He’d been so nervous about a simple kiss moments ago. The darkness definitely helped boost his confidence a bit. Maybe the next time they were in the same position, he’d be able to see her, though. He wanted to see the look on her face as he kissed her and touched her body. He wanted to be able to look at her beautiful face. He hesitated for a moment before allowing his fingers to slip underneath the fabric of her t-shirt, brushing his fingertips along the soft skin of her hip. He didn’t want to do anything that she was uncomfortable with, but since she’d touched him in the same way, he thought that it was okay to touch her as well.

He was getting excited, maybe a little too excited. His pants were tightening at the crotch, and he was afraid that she would feel it and freak out. After all, her crotch was basically pressed against his since her leg was draped over his hip. He wondered if she was feeling the same way he was, though. And how far could they even go? Taehyung was just across the hall, and even if he was passed out drunk, knowing Jungkook’s luck, the other boy would wake up and catch them.

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Mina mewled as he kissed down her body, nearly trembling from the feeling of her arousal. She knew he’d have her begging before the night was over. She guessed he’d always been a bit cocky like that, though. She bit her lip hard when their eyes met, stifling a moan. She knew how thin these walls were, and if there was a neighbor in the room beside theirs, they would definitely hear what was about to go down. But she couldn’t hold her moans back for long, because as soon as he began touching the most sensitive parts of her body, she was moaning like a whore. It was something she’d always been a bit ashamed of, how loud she got during sex, or even masturbating. It was one of the reasons she’d stopped touching herself for so long. She’d been scared to death her roommates would overhear her.

But now, here with Jimin, she lost all self control. Her body was extremely sensitive, having not been touched for so long. Every touch, every kiss was like fire, lighting her body up. She reached behind her head and grabbed a pillow, propping it up behind her shoulders so she could watch everything Jimin was doing to her. When she had offered to help him with his boner, this definitely was not what she was expecting, but damn if she was complaining. She’d figured she’d give him a handjob and then they’d go eat dinner and probably sit awkwardly before one of them finally broke the silence, but this was nice too.

She’d be lying if she said she’d ever had oral sex before. She’d only been with a few guys, and none of them had ever treated her this way. They all fucked her, got what they wanted, and left. She’d never actually had an orgasm during sex before, only from masturbating. It was kind of embarrassing, for her, at least. “J-Jimin,” she whimpered softly, looking into his eyes again. “More.”

Goosebumps rose on ever piece of skin where Jungkook's fingers grazed, her body becoming hypersensitive to his touch. Mooni wasn't sure what pare turned her on more, Jungkook's hand underneath her shirt, or his lips on her neck. She'd certainly never been touched like this before, and she wasn't sure she wanted it to peak here. While she didn't want to seem easy, as if she'd give up everything to the first boy who kissed her...it was Jungkook. He wasn't just the first boy who kissed her, it was the boy who had her heart for years.

A mixture of being in the dark, and the alcohol still running through her veins made her bold. Mooni knew she wanted to do more, and would happily take everything Jungkook gave her. The thing that made her nervous, was at what point would he reject her? At what point would she be going too far? She didn't want to push it too much, and turn him off. Would that make him lose interest in her? She would never know unless she tried; she'd spent years fearing his rejection, and she couldn't do that anymore. Not now that she knew Jungkook liked her.

So, feeling his hand underneath her shirt helped ignite her boldness, but feeling his erection growing at her core is what really began to fuel her courage. Pressing slightly into him, a soft moan escaped from her mouth involuntarily. That was the feeling she wanted more of. Pushing him into his back reluctantly broke their kiss, just long enough for Mooni to climb on top of the boy in her bed, straddling his waist between her thighs, accidentally grounding down onto his mound even further. Being cloaked in the darkness encouraged her to discard the itchy shirt she'd been dealing with, no longer being able to stand feeling it scratch against her. Leaning forward, her lips found where his ear met his jawline before sucking his earlobe in between his teeth.

She'd seen it once in a movie, and could only hope she was doing it right.

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Hearing Mina whimper his name sent a tightness throughout Jimin's abdomen. There was much more that he wanted to do, and would happily do it all for her. Looking back down at his work, he pushed another finger into her wet core, hooking upwards to find her soft spot as his tongue made due against her clit. He honestly didn't know how much longer he'd last down here, considering how desperately he wanted to be inside of her now. Perhaps he'd still be able to make her cum before that, though.

Using his legs, he pushed forward so he could put more pressure against her, shoving her leg back even further as he rubbed against her insides. He wanted to feel her walls tighten up around his fingers, a sign that he was doing well. He knew for sure that if he could pleasure her with his hands and mouth alone, he'd have Mina screaming at the top of her lungs with his cock. That didn't do anything to calm down the pulsating feeling he had in that very spot, though, and he was torn between her pleasure and his own.

"Mina, baby, cum for me," he taunted, hoping her body would obey him so he could finally slip inside of her. The thought of flipping her over and watching her ass bounce against him only pushed him closer to the edge. The movement in his fingers began to move more quickly, pressing harder against her walls as his tongue rolled around her numb much more intently. Reaching down, he began to stroke himself as he continued to pleasure her, now getting himself ready.

@ jungshook



Jungkook let out a soft grunt when she pushed him onto his back, watching her move in the darkness. He wasn’t sure what she was doing, but he thought she was taking her shirt off, which made his face go red with heat again. He moaned softly when her hips pressed into his, his dick twitching slightly. Fuck. He wanted so badly to touch himself, to get some kind of relief. He hadn’t had an erection this bad in a while, and it was almost aching to be touched. He barely had time to react to her taking her shirt off before he felt her lips on his jaw, and then his ear. He hissed, finally reaching up and gripping her hips. He wanted to let her have complete control, to dictate was was okay and what wasn’t, but damn, he couldn’t hold back anymore.

He slid his hands up her sides, moving to cup her breasts in his palms. He allowed his fingers to explore her skin, teasing her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. He hadn’t really gotten a chance to do this during his previous sexual encounter. There had been no foreplay, only sex, and it had lasted, what, two minutes? If even that. It had been incredibly awkward, uncomfortable, and that was the thing that had broken them up, honestly. She’d had no patience with him since he was a virgin, had expected him to be some kind of sex god, and got mad when he wasn’t. So now that he was with someone that was just as inexperienced as he was, it was nice to be able to explore their bodies together.

“Mooni,” he mumbled, biting his lip nervously as he looked up at her. “Can… can you touch me?” He felt super awkward asking, but his dick was throbbing, and he needed some form of relief or he was going to have some serious blue balls. He just hoped that he didn’t make her feel uncomfortable. That was the last thing he wanted to do. But she seemed really into it, so he hoped that she wouldn’t mind touching him. “I-I mean, you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” he quickly added, moving one hand up to touch her face. He pushed her hair behind her ear, brushing his thumb over her bottom lip. “Only if you want to.”

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Mina gasped softly when he added another finger, and then proceeded to curl them. It didn’t take him long to find her g-spot, and when he did, she began to unravel beneath him fast. She writhed and whimpered, moaning out and gripping the sheets in the palms of her hands. She was so close, and his words of encouragement was all it took for her to reach her climax. Her back arched off the bed slightly, moaning his name out as her walls constricted around his fingers. She panted softly, letting out soft whimpers as she rode out her orgasm, her body falling back into the mattress. She licked over her lips which had gone dry in the process, looking down at him.

She moved her leg off his shoulder, sitting up and pressing her lips to his. She pulled him closer to her, reaching between their bodies to replace his hand with her own, stroking his cock. She kissed his jaw, moving her head lower to attach her lips to his neck. She sucked on his skin, using her teeth to nip and nibble on the flesh. Now she was definitely glad she hadn’t gone home, because she’d most certainly be hearing her sister and Jin fucking across the hall from her bedroom right now, instead of here, in Jimin’s bed, doing the same.

She pulled away from his neck, pecking his lips. “Do you have condoms?” she asked, knowing that she certainly didn’t have any. She knew it was probably a long shot since apparently he hadn’t been sleeping with anyone, but maybe he did have some stored away for a rainy day. She didn’t want to risk getting pregnant. Having a baby was not in her plans for years. She eventually wanted kids, but not anytime soon. Not until she finished school and had a decent job. And she was sure he didn’t want any kids either. Worst comes to worst, he would pull out and she would take a morning after pill just to be a hundred percent safe.

Mooni's heart fluttered at the feeling of Jungkook's thumb brushing over her lip, her eyes fluttering closed just for a moment before she realized what Jungkook was asking of her. It was something she'd never done before, like all things sexual, but she didn't want to dwell on being nervous that she was doing it wrong. All of her experience summed up was porn she watched, mainly out of curiosity, but she'd taken a lot of mental notes. Hopefully that would be enough to help her now. As his thumb lingered around her lip, she used her tongue to guide it into her mouth. Once her lips had reached all the way to his knuckle, she retreated, lightly grazing her teeth against his skin on the way back.

Maybe if she could at least make herself seem sexy enough, and feel sexy enough, it would make up for her lack of inexperience. Jungkook had claimed that he'd never really been in a relationship before either, like her, but that didn't mean he wasn't reeling in girls. Mooni just didn't want to rank last, and this pushed her to oblige his request. Not only did she want to be good for him, but the thought of exploring his body excited her, so without further hesitation, she used her fingertips to graze up his abdomen, trailing his shirt up along the way, so she could lean down and place sloppy kisses on his toned stomach. As she did this, her hands roamed to the hem of his pants, where she hooked her fingers before sliding them towards his button.

After undoing his pants, she abandoned the skin of his abdomen so she could try and tug down on them, which had proved difficult. Was it truly this hard for everybody, or just her? Opting to tug it down just below his hips. She couldn't see spectacularly well because of the darkness, but she assumed the bulge she felt earlier had been set free. Because she couldn't see, that meant she'd have to go solely be feel. Feeling her way upwards again, she came in contact with the hem of his boxers, softly pulling them down as well. With a large gulp, she found the base of his erection before wrapping her hand around it, and lowering her head down until she came in contact with his tip. Mooni glided her tongue from the shaft, all the way to where his tip was before completely submerging him in her mouth.

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Jimin quickly racked his brain. He knew he'd bought a box, but wasn't pulling in anywhere near enough pussy to have used them all. "Yeah, one second," he exclaimed, crawling off of the bed and making his way towards the bathroom. The days of keeping them in his nightstand had been long gone, only making clutter in the small drawer where he preferred to hide his jolly ranchers. Looking below the sink, he found the box, quickly taking a look at the expiration date. That would be just his luck - having had an almost full box of condoms for so long that they expired. Luckily, they were still good, so he retrieved a wrapper from inside. He felt like he didn't even know how to put one of these on anymore, but also didn't like the thought of walking back out to Mina stark naked with nothing but a condom on. It even made him cringe a little bit.

Stop over-thinking this, he lectured himself internally before walking back out to the bedroom, ripping open the wrapper on his way. Once he got to the bed, he had the piece of rubber out, slyly turning away from Mina as he put it on. That was it, he couldn't wait anymore. His hormones were strongly taking control of him, and there she sat on his bed; wet, naked, and waiting. Most importantly, she'd wanted him as much as he wanted her. He truly hoped by this point that it wasn't just the alcohol, and that they'd both wake up just as happy tomorrow.

Climbing back onto the bed, he grabbed Mina's hips, flipping her around so that she was on her stomach. His dim light still barely lit up the room, but now it was enough to see everything he needed to. Not too long ago, he'd cursed the stupid lamp for setting such an intimate mood, but now he was thankful for the ability to see how her body moved without being blinded. Pulling her hips up so they met his, he positioned himself at her entrance, quickly making sure that she was still wet enough to take him. Satisfied, he pushed into her, tightly gripping her waist so that after each thrust she could pull her right back to him. "Ah, fuck," he moaned out loud, in that moment not caring about the paper thin walls.

@ jungshook



Jungkook’s heart was pounding in his chest from anticipation of having her hands on him. But he was not expecting her to use her mouth too. His eyes widened and he quickly pulled his hand to his mouth, covering it to stifle a moan. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of her mouth on him, using his free hand to reach down and pull her hair out of her face. He stroked her hair encouragingly, wanting her to know that she was doing well and making him feel good. Because he knew if her train of thought was anything like his, she was probably second guessing herself, wondering if she was doing a good job or not. And she most certainly was.

“Mooni-ah,” he moaned softly, trying his best to stay quiet. He couldn’t even begin to imagine what Taehyung would do to him if he caught them with his dick in Mooni’s mouth. Then he remembered that the door was locked and he felt a bit more secure. He still needed to try and stay quiet, though. He’d never been given oral before, not even a handjob, so the only thing he’d ever felt was his own hand and maybe some lube, but this was nothing compared to that. Her mouth was so soft and warm, and it took everything in him not to thrust into her face. If her mouth felt this good, he could only wonder what other parts of her felt like.

He blushed, wondering if they would even go so far. Would she let him? Would they have sex right here, in Taehyung’s guest bed? He certainly wouldn’t be opposed to it, unless she was, of course. He didn’t want her to do anything she’d regret. And he knew her virginity was probably something special to him, and this wasn’t really that romantic. Wasn’t that a thing that girls wanted? Their first time to be something special and romantic? He didn’t know a lot about girls, but he’d heard that somewhere before. Probably from Jin hyung.

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Mina let out a gasp of surprise when he flipped her over onto her stomach, not expecting him to take her this way. She figured they’d just do plain old missionary, but she wasn’t about to complain. Truthfully, she’d let him take her any way he wanted her. She squeezed her eyes shut as he finally pushed into her, having to readjust again to having something so big inside of her. It had been a while since she’d taken dick, and she usually only used her fingers to masturbate, so she wasn’t used to the size of a dick anymore. It didn’t take long, though, for the uncomfortable feeling to go away, soon replaced by pleasure. She moaned out, not even caring if any of his neighbors heard her at this point. Who cares?

She gripped the pillow that was still beneath her head, pressing her hips back into his with every thrust. She guessed Yoongi and Taehyung had been right. It was probably stupid to think they’d end up going back to his place and not fucking. She had little restraint, and apparently so did Jimin. Maybe they could have avoided it if she’d just stayed in her dress, but she was glad now that she’d changed out of it because Jimin was currently fucking her into next week and she loved every second of it.

“Jimin,” she mewled, glancing back at him over her shoulder the best she could. “Fuck me harder.” She was never usually one for rough sex, but with Jimin, she wanted it. She wanted to feel something. She wanted to be sore when they woke up in the morning, for him to mark her almost, to say that she was his and that he’d done this to her. It was a weird feeling for her, wanting to be claimed by him. Maybe it was the feelings she’d suddenly caught for him. Did he even feel the same way or did he only see her platonically? Sure, he’d said she was worth more than just a friendly fuck, but what did he really mean by that? That he wanted to be more than just friends? The thought made her heart skip a beat.

Feeling Jungkook stroke her hair as she blew him further emboldened Mooni to continue going. one hand still firmly wrapped around his base as the other tightly gripped at his waist with her other. The entire time Mooni had feelings for Jungkook from afar, she'd never really thought about what it would be like to have sex with him, or anything that led up to it. Still, even though this was her first time, she was starting to feel confident. She could very faintly hear him moan out her name from behind his hand, turning her on even more.

Honestly, she didn't know how far this would go; she hadn't exactly planned this. Since the moment he'd admitted his feelings to her, and she did the same, she just felt like they had so much time to make up for. Were the moving a little fast? Yeah, sure. But, where would they be now if they'd just gotten the nerve to talk to each other sooner. Mooni no longer wanted to think about that - about the 'what ifs' - but about what was happening right now. She wanted to pleasure him, but at the same time, she wanted to know what it felt like to be pleasured.

For the first time, she wished the lights were one so that she could see Jungkook's face. Was he really enjoying it? How long could she go until one of them got tired. Would he also touch her? Getting distracted by the thought, she hadn't even noticed that the hand around his shaft had cupped his balls, squeezing slightly as she paid special attention to his tip. After coming back to reality, she wanted to try something she'd seen on so many porn videos, and slowly submerged her mouth over his cock until her lips met his base, and the tip of his dick was trying to jam it's way down her throat. It was definitely an effective way to make herself gag, and she quickly backed off as tears built up in her eyes.

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Jimin was slightly perplexed; up to this point, he thought he was fucking her pretty hard. If he went any harder, would have go into a cardiac arrest? Would he look lame by running out of breath? Probably, but right now he wasn't thinking logical and rational thoughts with his brain, he was thinking with his dick. And right now, it was right where he wanted it: in Mina. Hearing the way she screamed from pleasure really made him want to oblige to her request. In fact, not only did he want to fuck her harder, he wanted to do it from angles she'd never felt before.

Reaching to the base of her spine, he slowly let his hand crawl up her back until he got to the nap of her neck. All his movements had been careful and calculated, until he quickly took a fistful of hair into his hands and pulled backwards. Letting his fingers tighten into the skin of her hip, he pushed off with his knees more so he thrusted into her even harder. At this point, he was working so hard that grunts easily escaped him, making him sound like a neanderthal. Was this what she really wanted? Rough sex?

He'd always had an issue getting a little too aggressive during sex, not that he liked hurting anybody. The idea of being in control only turned him on more, and he hoped that wouldn't end up scaring Mina away. It was such a primal instinct in him to dominate a woman's body, regardless of how often he wasn't getting laid. But now that this woman was in his bed, he was the one that could control how everything went on in his bed. After all, she'd been the one who had walked in on him and offered to fix it, so he wanted Mina to do as he damn well pleased. "Act like a slut for me, baby girl."

@ jungshook



Jungkook groaned as she took him fully in her mouth, but began to panic when he heard her gagging. He quickly sat upright, reaching out to cup her cheek. “Mooni,” he murmured, trying to find her eyes in the darkness. “Are you okay?” He was terrified that he’d seriously hurt her. He’d never forgive himself if he was ever the reason for her pain. Especially in a situation like this, where they were supposed to be enjoying themselves. They were supposed to be feeling pleasure, not pain. “I-I’m sorry I hurt you.”

Now he was kind of wishing that the lights were on too, so he could see her face to know if she was okay or not. He’d obviously watched porn before, many times actually, and had seen deepthroating, but he wasn’t sure if it seemed that enjoyable to do. He couldn’t imagine having some long, foreign object stuck in the back of your throat. That seemed kind of uncomfortable. And he hoped that Mooni wasn’t doing it just to try and make him feel good, because he only wanted her to do what she wanted to.

And now he wanted to make things up to her. He used his free hand to slide around to her back, pulling her closer to him so that she was sitting in between his legs, as far up as possible. He gently ran his fingertips up her spine and back down, unable to help the grin that formed on his face when he felt her shiver under his touch. The room had become pretty chilly with the fan on. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her feverishly, but also passionately. He kept her cheek cupped in his hand, just feeling like he needed to have his hands on her at all times. He didn’t want to let go or not be touching her at any moment.

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Mina yelped in pain when Jimin grabbed her hair and pulled it, not expecting him to do that. She guessed she’d asked for it, but she just hadn’t been expecting the hair pull. She whimpered softly, tears forming in her eyes from the pain of her hair being pulled at the same time as him slamming into her so hard that she was sure he would bruise her cervix. She slid her hand underneath her hips, using her fingertips to rub her clit so that she could feel some sort of pleasure again, letting out little whimpers moans.

After a few seconds and his words of encouragement, the pain began to subside and pleasure took over, sending chills down her spine. While the pain had startled her at first, now the idea of it kind of gave her a rush. It just took some getting used to, that was all. Nobody had ever been rough with her like this before. Had she just discovered a part of herself that she never knew of? Lee Mina was into rough sex? Who would’ve guessed? She certainly wouldn’t have. She always considered herself pretty vanilla, but maybe there was more to her than even she herself knew.

She moaned out loudly for him, pretty sure that she was going to orgasm again already. She’d never had an orgasm during sex before, let alone two in one night. She began to pant rapidly as she neared her orgasm, her brows furrowing and her back arching as her walls tightened around him. “Fuck, Jimin!” she cried out, her toes curling and her head falling back as she came again for the second time that night. She was beginning to get sore and exhausted, her body sticky from sweat as she struggled not to go limp in his arms.

Mooni was surprised hearing Jungkook become frantic, evoking the opposite reaction from what she had in mind when she took him in all the way. Hearing him panic had her stifling back a giggle, but at the same time, she also felt bad for finding it cute. On the contrary, she had enjoyed every minute of exploring his body, becoming familiar with parts of him that she'd never seen. She couldn't complain, however, about Jungkook drawing her close so that nearly all of her body met his. They were so close, in fact, that she could feel his still erect cock against her core, only separated by a thin pair of shorts. An electric feeling shot up through her back, and even up to her breasts, causing her nipples to go hard.

To let him know that she was okay, she finally wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing both of their bodies closer and shoving her chest as forward as it could go. Now, she wanted to be touched. She wanted to feel him explore her body and letting her know for the first time what it felt like to truly be desired. Grabbing his hand around her back, she slowly raised it to her breast, letting him know that it was okay to touch her. That she wanted it. That she wanted him.

But would she have the courage to tell him that outright, or would she end up hoping all night that it would happen, and risk not having him? She took every advance forward cautiously, hoping that she wouldn't end up scaring him off. However, Jungkook had let her lead this whole time for the most part. When that thought came to mind, she thought it meant he was as inexperienced as her - which was hardly possible - or he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. And fuck, did the thoughts running through her head run her wild.

"Jungkook," she moaned as she felt his dick against her slit through the fabric of her shorts, immediately causing her to become wet. With one hand, she framed as much of his jaw as she could. She wasn't able to look directly into his eyes, but at least she'd know he was looking in her direction. "I've never done any of this before, but...I want you."

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Jimin grunted as he felt Mina's orgasm around him, pushing him closer to his own climax. Still, there was a lot of Mina he desired to see. Every part of her body, and exactly how much she wanted him. The only thing he liked just as much as being in control was watching a woman as she pleasured him. After riding out Mina's orgasm with her, he gently pulled out, not that he was anywhere near finished. She was only two orgasms in, anyways, and Jimin knew he was capable of more than that.

Usually, he never got attached to any of his one night stands - they were just a fun fuck to get a control over his hormones. This time, however, he knew he wanted to be able to see her again. Jimin wanted Mina to yearn for him when he wasn't around, and this was the only way he knew how to do that. Still out of her, he leaned forward so that he could whisper in her ear. Eventually, he'd take control again, but for now, he wanted to see her. He wanted to see the way she moved, and how sexy she could be for him.

"I want you to taste yourself," slumping down from his place on top of her, his back found his bed. His dick was still hard as a rock, sticking straight up as he lay down, looking right at her. "Suck it," he urged, his eyes flicking from hers down to his cock. Resting his hands behind his head, he patiently waited for her to take control while she still could. He was confident that tomorrow she would be walking funny, but there was no shame that he would also be worn out.

@ jungshook



Jungkook nodded in agreement. He wanted her too. He wanted her more than anything he’d ever wanted before in his life. He was nervous, but excited at the same time. He honestly felt like a virgin all over again. Well, he might as well be. His first time wasn’t exactly great. He leaned forward and kissed her lips, deciding that it was time for him to take control. He moved his hand between their bodies, sliding his fingers past the waistband of her shorts and letting out a breath as he finally brushed his fingertips along her slit. He was surprised at how wet she was, but it was encouraging. It let him know just how much she wanted him. That she was turned on just as much as he was.

“I want you too, Mooni,” he said softly, kissing her lips again as he allowed his fingers to explore her warmth. The position they were in was kind of awkward since their bodies were so close and since she was sitting upright, it was hard for him to reach the places he wanted to. He pulled his hand from her shorts and gently pushed her onto her back, taking the opportunity to slip his pants and boxers off the rest of the way before he moved on top of her. He grabbed the waistband of her shorts and tugged them down her thighs, and then the rest of the way off her legs, tossing them onto the floor with the rest of their clothes.

He leaned down, attaching his lips to hers again as he slid his hand up her thigh, spreading her legs and finding her core again. He ran his fingertips along her slit, finding her entrance and slowly pushing a finger into her. He’d never done this before, so he was trying to be cautious, and he had no idea if she even liked it or not. He was sure she’d masturbated and used her own fingers on herself before, so she probably knew a lot better than he did about using fingers, so he just hoped he didn’t look like a total moron trying to do this. “Is this okay?” he asked.

---

Mina panted softly as she watched him, surprised that he still wanted to go after just wearing her down to a sweaty, out-of-breath mess. She agreed though, wanting to make him feel good like he’d made her feel. At this point, she would probably do anything for him. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, holding the condom in place as she leaned down. She looked up at him as she stuck her tongue out, licking from base to tip. She wrapped her lips around him and took him into her mouth, letting out a soft moan as she tasted herself. It wasn’t what she expected, but it wasn’t the worst thing in the world. It probably didn’t help that the condom itself didn’t taste that great either.

Once she’d tasted herself like he asked her to, she pulled her head back and reached up, pulling the condom off and tossing it aside. She figured he probably wouldn’t penetrate her again, and if he did, he could just get another condom. She didn’t want to taste the rubber if she was going to be giving him a blowjob. She licked over her lips before taking him back into her mouth again, swirling her tongue around his tip before she began to bob her head. She’d only given one other blowjob before, and it had been messy and gross. Luckily, Jimin was very clean and took good care of himself.

She used her free hand to grab his thigh, squeezing the skin before moving up to cup his balls. She hoped she was doing okay, because she wasn’t sure she was so good with her mouth. She let out a breath through her nose, deciding not to worry about her own performance and just focus on him. She took more of him into her mouth, until she had completely engulfed his cock in her mouth, squeezing her eyes shut as he hit the back of her throat. When she started to gag, she pulled back, letting him fall out of her mouth. She let out a cough, taking him in her hand again and stroking him before looking up at him for more direction.

"Mmm," Mooni moaned as an answer, tugging at her bottom lip with her teeth. Truthfully, she didn't know what it was supposed to feel like. She didn't even know if this felt good, but knowing Jungkook's hands were on her - inside of her - was enough to push her hormones through the roof. When Mooni had told Jungkook her door would be open, she expected maybe a make-out session, and hopefully a lot of cuddling. She never would have predicted they would both end up naked on her bed, although she had hoped it would happen. Mooni just never expected it to happen so soon.

What a turn of events that happened tonight. Moving from Taehyung lecturing her about how she was acting at the club and being immature to where she was right now, in the arms of the man who'd captured her heart so many years ago. Mooni had no idea what any of this would lead to, and she was sure that tomorrow she would end up over-analyzing everything between the two of them, but for now, there was nowhere else she'd rather be. Even if this would be the most awkward first-time sex in the world, even if they'd have to deal with Taehyung, or even if Jungkook didn't end up truly having the same feelings as her, she knew that just having a shot at being with him was worth all of that.

With her fingers, she traced the outlining of the muscles in his chest, letting herself bathe in his touch, before finally wrapping her arms around his neck. Despite how close he already was, she wanted him even more close. She wanted to be totally engulfed by him. As he continued touching her, she let her lips wander from his mouth, and down to his neck as small moans continued to escape her mouth. Reaching down, she grabbed the base of his still hardened member before slowly rubbing it, wanting to offer him pleasure the same time that he was for her.

---

Jimin was almost at his peak, the feeling of Mina's lips around his cock driving him completely insane. Watching her gag because of him was nearly enough to make him cum, but when she looked back up at him for more guidance, he lost all sense of self composure. He didn't care that she'd taken off the condom; fuck, he couldn't care less about condoms right now at all. He just wanted to feel himself inside of her again. As she sat up, he grabbed her and pulled her on top of him, quickly attaching their lips again as his hand crept up her spine.

"You're doing great, baby girl" Jimin encouraged between heavy breaths. Letting their lips meet again, he just wanted to take the time to appreciate her body before he continued. Both of his hands trailed back down Mina's back before cupping both of her ass cheeks. With a soft squeeze, his hands wandered down her tights, sweat from both of their skin allowing his palms to easily slide over her body. He found his way back to her hips before tracing his hands up to her chest, cupping both of her breasts in his hands. He couldn't help but wonder why somebody who turned him on so easily had never really gotten his attention before. She'd always been there, right in front of him - how come he never noticed?

Jimin leaned back before making sure Mina's hips were in line with his. By this time, he wasn't even thinking about protection, just pleasure; so he didn't bother going to grab another condom before he lifted her hips up and placed her core at the tip of his dick, still holding onto her hips as he helped her slide down. "Now ride it," he ordered, wanting nothing more than to see how she moved on top of him.

@ jungshook



Jungkook moaned softly, burying his face into her neck and kissing her soft skin. He added a second finger alongside his first, pushing them deeper inside of her. He didn’t really know what to do with them other than to thrust them into her the same way he would with his own dick. He didn’t know about the g-spot or how to find it, or really anything else. He knew the very basics and that was it. “Mooni-ah,” he murmured, pulling his head from its spot nestled in her neck to look at her. “I want to be inside of you.” It was really surreal to think about, that he would be inside of her. That their bodies would be so connected. It excited him. The first time he’d had sex definitely hadn’t been this exciting or special to him, that was for sure.

He’d dreamed of this moment for what felt like an eternity. What would it be like to have sex with Mooni? He’d already kissed her, and it had exceeded his expectations, so sex with her was probably going to be like heaven for him. Looking down at her, and seeing the look of pleasure on her face not only turned him on more, but also made his heart swell. Everything still felt so surreal to him.

He pulled his fingers out of her, not sure what to do about their wetness, so he just ignored it. He pressed his lips to hers as he reached between them to wrap his own hand around himself, positioning himself between her legs. He pulled back and nipped at her bottom lip playfully. “Can I?” he asked, teasing his tip at her entrance. He was so ready to do this, he wasn’t sure if he could wait any longer at this point. He’d never felt such a strong need for anything in his life before. He didn’t just want her, he needed her. His body was on fire, and his dick was aching and throbbing. He needed release.

---

Mina moaned softly as his hands roamed her body, watching him as he did so. She let out a breath, gripping his arms tightly as he slid inside of her again. She was definitely over stimulated right now, and she was feeling it. She pulled her legs up in closer to his hips, bracing herself with her knees as she began to rock her hips. She flipped her hair off her neck, tilting her head back and closing her eyes. She couldn’t believe that he was going to try to make her orgasm yet again. This night was going to be a lot longer than she’d thought it would. At this point, their food was probably cold. So much for Panda Express and talking.

She moaned his name softly, moving her hands to his chest to help keep her balance as she looked back down at him. She felt sexy for the first time in her life, sitting on him like this and riding him into oblivion. She’d never found herself sexy before. Pretty, sure. But sexy? She was about as sexy as a nun. But Jimin made her feel good, and opened up parts of her she didn’t know existed. She leaned down and pressed her lips to his, taking his bottom lip between her teeth and tugging on it. She let go of his lip to let out a moan, lightly digging her nails into his chest and scratching at his skin. If he was going to make her feel sore in the morning, then she was going to leave her mark on him as well.

She smirked down at him, wanting to see the look on his face. She wanted to impress him, to show him that she could be just as good at fucking him as he was at fucking her. She started to bounce her hips, moaning his name out and purposely tightening her walls around him. “You like it when I fuck you, Jimin?” she panted.

Mooni clenched her toes, feeling his tip against her slip being just enough to cause everything within her to tighten up. This was really happening, and all she had to do was say yes. This entire time, Jungkook had been so delicate with her, always asking before he did something, making sure she was okay with it. Always taking his time, as if she were so delicate and he might break her with one wrong touch. She hoped that wasn't how he viewed her, that he could be rough and she'd still be okay.

If that was how he thought of her...would he always act this gentle? Not that she was opposed, it felt nice to know that he cared as much as he did. More than nice, it felt surreal. She also appreciated his caring touch, considering it was her first time, and she was worried about how much it may hurt. Mooni had heard a lot of things about what the first time felt like, and she had never really been nervous about it - until now. After all, Jungkook had a pretty admirable size from what she felt.

Hiking her legs up over his waist, Mooni helped position herself how she thought would be best before biting on her lip again. She could barely make out his features as he looked down at her, waiting for her answer. Now that her eyes had slightly adjusted, she could see how his eyes looked down at her playfully. "Please," she breathed, almost as if her body couldn't get the word out fast enough. Re-tightening her arms around his shoulders, her hands snaked their way into his long locks, pulling his lips back down to hers.

---

Jimin growled, unsure of how he felt about letting Mina be in charge. He'd been such a pussy all night, now was his time to show her how much of a man he really was. He couldn't do that if she was the one fucking him. Grimacing, he grabbed her hips, bringing her ride to a halt before flipping them over so that she was on her back. Placing his palms on her ass, he traced his way up the skin of her thigh, resting his hands in the nooks of her knees and pushing her legs back.

He didn't waste his time with a slow pace, quick to thrust himself mercilessly into the poor girl's wet core. Freeing up one of his hands, his thumb found her clit, softly rubbing at her nub to try and get another orgasm out of her before he came, himself. Listening to her moans and her fast breathing was the only thing giving him energy at this point to continue, the sounds almost inaudible over his own labored breathing. Jimin took a break from her clit, leaning forward and forcefully cupping Mina's jaw.

"I'm the one fucking you, princess," Jimin reminded her between his heavy breaths, his pace not slowing down by any means. He could feel his own climax beginning to take over, making his thrusts more violent. Although he was on the edge, he still paid attention to Mina, making sure he wasn't hurting her. "Fuck," he groaned before quickly pulling out on her, rubbing his cock before he came all over her stomach, and some getting on the bed. He couldn't give a fuck, though. "Ah, fuck," he repeated as he collapsed onto his bed, nuzzling his sweaty head of hair into the crook of Mina's neck as he tried to regain a regular heartbeat.

@ jungshook



Jungkook nodded his head, letting out a breath as he slowly pushed into her. He moaned, biting down on his lip to keep his mouth shut. He reminded himself that he still needed to be quiet, not wanting to wake Taehyung. He would be really pissed if her brother were to interrupt them now. He didn’t want blue balls. And he was sure she felt the same way. He absentmindedly pulled the blanket over their bodies, the breeze from the fan sending a chill down his spine. He leaned down to press his lips to hers, gripping her hips gently. He gave her body a moment to adjust to the new foreign object inside of it before he began to thrust into her, a bit sloppily. His breathing was labored and small grunts and moans fell past his lips.

His thrusts were a bit sporadic and uneven, the pleasure taking over any sense of rhythm he might have had. He thought her mouth had felt good, but this was on a whole other level. This was better than he remembered it feeling the first time. Maybe because he was actually enjoying herself. Though, in the moment, he almost completely forgot that he was supposed to be making her feel good too. He lost all self control, thrusting into her fast and panting. It didn’t take more than two minutes for him to reach his orgasm, tipping his head back and moaning her name out as he came inside of her without even thinking about it.

He pulled out of her and collapsed onto the bed beside her, taking a minute to catch his breath. His eyes widened as realization hit him. Oh no. He quickly sat up, looking down at her through the darkness. “Mooni, I’m so sorry,” he said, feeling like a complete asshole. Not only did he feel guilty for not giving her an orgasm, but he also felt incredibly embarrassed at how short he lasted. He quickly looked away from her, his cheeks burning bright red. He reached up to cover his face with his hands, cursing under his breath. God, he hoped she didn’t hate him for what just happened.

---

Mina gasped in surprise when Jimin flipped them over, whimpering softly. She was definitely starting to get sore and he was not letting up any. She gripped his arms tightly, trying to focus on having another orgasm as he rubbed her clit. She closed her eyes and focused on the pleasure, moaning softly. She managed to have a small orgasm, not as big as the first two she had. It didn’t last as long, and it didn’t feel as good, but it was enough for him to reach his own climax, and once he pulled out of her, she let her body go limp on the bed. She wondered if he had always been so aggressive during sex, because it just didn’t seem like him. He seemed like the type that would like to connect with his lover on a romantic and personal level instead of just rough sex. Though, she had asked for it rougher.

She looked down at her stomach, her cheeks turning a bit rosy as she saw the mess he’d left on her. She knew they’d both need a shower after this. She turned her gaze on him, reaching up to gently brush her fingers through his sweaty locks, pulling the strands away from his face. She wasn’t sure if he was into cuddling after sex, but he was the one who laid on her first. She bit her lip as she thought, not sure why she thought she needed his approval, but she did. Maybe it was because of the way her parents had conditioned her for all these years, to be a people-pleaser. “Was I good?” she asked softly, biting her lip nervously as she waited for his response.

He’d obviously climaxed, but she always held a bit of self-doubt, even through all her accomplishments. To her parents, she was never good enough, even when she was doing her absolute best. Even when she was earning a degree and going to college to be a doctor. She still wasn’t good enough for them. She had no idea how Lia had managed to get away from it all. Her parents most certainly had a hold on her, even to this day; even as an adult.

Mooni's toes curled inwards as she felt Jungkook pushing into her, as gasp involuntarily escaping her lips. Just like she had anticipated - it hurt, causing her to grasp tighter around Jungkook's shoulders and tightly shut her eyes. Thankfully, it didn't last too long, and she could start enjoying herself. Except, she had no idea what to do; lie there like a fish? How was she supposed to move her body? Up until now, she was doing, letting her impulses taking over and basically driving her body to be sexy and at least seem experienced. Why did she have to become so fucking awkward at this moment?

None of that mattered when an unfamiliar warmth grew inside of her. At first, Mooni thought it had come from her, and her body was doing some weird sex thing she hadn't heard of before. However, she was skeptical. She'd never had an orgasm, but she was pretty sure that's not what it was. At least - it wasn't her orgasm. That's when it hit her, quickly reminding her of the fact that they hadn't even bothered to use a condom, and she wasn't on birth control. "Oh my god," she whispered, more to herself as Jungkook sat next to her with his head buried into his hands.

He'd seemed so apologetic, which really tugged at her heart, but that didn't help dull the instinctual fear she felt. She wasn't ready for kids, and she sure as hell didn't have the heart to terminate. Taehyung would actually kill him. Reaching over, Mooni grabbed Jungkook's wrists, pulling his hands from his face. She'd do whatever she had to, but this was his problem, too. "Jungkookie-ah," worry seeped into her voice. It would be her luck, after all, the get pregnant the first time she'd ever had sex. "I'm not on birth control."

---

Jimin's eyebrows furrowed as he instantly looked up at Mina, caught off guard by her question. Truthfully, she'd probably been the best he ever had, but how weird would it be to tell her that? Then, he had finally realized what he was missing since the moment she walked back into his life; she was insecure. Was there anybody Mina ever felt good enough for? Jimin wished he could read her mind so he could tell her exactly what she needed to heart to truly feel as though she was good enough.

With a sigh, he pushed himself off of the bed, retrieving some toilet paper from his small bathroom to help clean her off. He'd left a good mess on her, and he had to bite back his smile at the sight. It kind of turned him on a little, even after the work they'd both just put in. He sat down next to her and began wiping up the sticky residue before giving up and succumbing to the fact that they'd just need to take a shower. Not that he was complaining; he could wash away the disgusting feeling the club always instilled into him, but he'd still get to keep Mina around. He wouldn't have to wash her away.

"You were perfect," Jimin was nearly inaudible, cautious about opening himself up to anything more than friendship. He quickly wanted to change the subject, hoping she didn't dwell too much on her promise. "Come on, let's go take a shower," he urged, holding his hand out to her. He'd never taken a shower with somebody before, wondering if it'd be just as intimate she she managed to make everything else. Honestly, he didn't know how he was going to get through this night.

@ jungshook



Jungkook’s eyes widened at her words, feeling even more horrified by what he’d done. “Shit,” he cursed, quickly thinking. What were they going to do? What were the chances that she would actually get pregnant? He really should have educated himself a bit more before letting himself have sex. Why hadn’t he asked if she had condoms? Did she even have condoms? He didn’t know what he could do, but whatever she suggested, he’d do it for her. This was his fault, after all. Damn him and his stupid penis. Why did he have to be such a horny little shit?

He wasn’t ready to be a dad. He was still in school, and hadn’t even really planned out his future yet. Hell, he was still living with his own parents. He was still learning how to take care of his own self. His mom still had to remind him to clean up his messes a lot of the time. But he guessed if this was the outcome, then he’d have to take responsibility. But maybe they were jumping to conclusions. Maybe she wouldn’t even get pregnant, and they wouldn’t even have to worry about this. Maybe they would get lucky and her reproductive system would have pity on them for being dumb virgins. Well, mostly him. It wasn’t her fault.

And then, as he was thinking through all the different scenarios in his head, Jungkook remembered Taehyung. What if she did get pregnant? Taehyung would definitely kill him then. “Oh god,” he mumbled to himself. He squeezed her hands gently, his own fear now setting in. He never thought the day would come when he would fear the wrath of his own best friend, but here he was. He couldn’t even begin to imagine what Taehyung would do to him if he got Mooni pregnant. He already freaked out when he caught Jungkook just staring at his sister.

“What do we do, noona?” he asked, the word slipping from his mouth before he could even realize what he’d said.

---

Mina frowned as she watched him get up off the bed, sighing softly to herself. As much as she had wanted to stay there, laying in bed with him, she reminded herself that this was nothing more than just them fucking. He just wanted to be friends, if even that. She sat up just as he returned from the bathroom, watching as he sat next to her and helped her clean herself off. At least he hadn’t just left her altogether. She was surprised, though, when he offered to take a shower together. She looked up at him, blinking and waiting for this reality to fade away from existence, but it didn’t. He was still standing there, holding his hand out to her. She reached out and placed her hand in his, standing up and following him into the bathroom.

She watched as he prepared the shower, turning for a moment to look at herself in the mirror. Maybe this had actually been a mistake. Maybe she should have just let him handle his erection himself instead of offering to help. Honestly, she should have known better. She’d already been feeling things before they even had sex, but now that they’d done the deed, her feelings were tenfold. She should have known that having sex with him would have heightened the feelings she had for him. She felt so dumb now, standing there and staring at herself. She wanted to reach through the mirror and slap herself for being such an idiot.

She turned back to him, stepping into the shower with him once the water had warmed up enough, as if she wasn’t already hot enough from being fucked into next Tuesday. She stepped under the water, closing her eyes and trying to allow the water to make her feel clean, but she still felt dirty. She pushed her hands through her hair, knowing she needed to quit feeling sorry for herself. She turned and looked up at him, forcing a small smile. “You know, our food is probably cold by now,” she teased, hoping to maybe lighten the mood so she could just forget about her own little pity party.

"Noona?" Mooni croaked, her jaw dropping before she closed her mouth, just to have her jaw drop again. They'd been close enough for years, and now was the time he decided to drop that term? She wanted to laugh about how such a small thing could distract her so easily, but it still wasn't enough to take her mind off the fact that Jungkook had just came inside her. How irresponsible of them, she thought. She had been so eager to make up for all of the time that she missed with him that she lost all sense of self control.

But she knew being frustrated about it wouldn't change anything, and she definitely didn't want to run Jungkook off. Maybe nothing would happen, and they didn't even have to worry about having a baby on the way. And even if they did - she couldn't do it alone. Mooni always wanted to be close to Jungkook, and she couldn't deny that this was definitely one way to do it, even though it wasn't the most favorable condition. Most importantly, she didn't want him to beat himself up about it.

Freeing one of her hands from his grip, she reached up to cup his cheek, feeling all of the sweat built up against his skin. She leaned up and planted her lips on his own, wrapping her arms around his shoulders the same way she had all night, and lingered there until everything felt like it was okay again. She just needed to think rationally, and in that moment, kissing him was definitely what helped her do that. "Just, take me home tomorrow, and we'll stop by the pharmacy on the way and I'll get a morning after pill. I'm sure everything will be fine," she promised, nuzzling her head in the nook of his shoulder and readjusting her arms so that they were wrapped around his waist instead.

---

Jimin smiled widely at Mina's awkward attempt to change the atmosphere. To him, the look in her eyes nearly felt like...regret, and he couldn't help but wonder if it had anything to do with him. Was he too aggressive? Did he end up scaring her off after all? The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her - or anybody for that matter - but he had such a primal instinct that took over in bed. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her in so he could place a soft kiss on her now wet forehead.

"I have this really cool thing," he started, turning around so he could grab his loofa hanging off of the wall and letting the warm water fall onto him. "It's called a microwave," he didn't mind eating the cold food, he was just happy that he got to spend the night with Mina. They could pop in a movie, and perhaps even fall asleep on the couch. He could wake up and carry her to his bed so they could wake up together, without the stiffness of sleeping on the large sack of bricks in the middle of his living room.

He squirted some of his body wash onto the loofa before he pulled Mina under the fall of the water and slowly began to clean her off. It was the least he could do after being so hard on her in bed. He had to add some softness to his hard edges, and for the first time in his life, he may have actually wanted to. This woman had literally just walked back into his life, and was already rattling his brain to the point where he didn't know who he was all of the sudden, or even the things he wanted out of life. It was at this point as he rubbed the sponge on her thigh that he looked up at her and realized that it wasn't the alcohol, or the excitement, or the desire to just have sex.

It was her.

@ jungshook



Jungkook’s cheeks turned bright red as he realized what he’d called her, staring at her in disbelief. Had he really just said that? Oh god, how embarrassing. He was sure she’d never let that one go. He looked down, only to feel her lips against his again. He kissed her back, feeling a sense of relief from their lips touching. It made him feel better to know that she wasn’t upset with him, and that they were in this together. Wen she pulled away, he nodded his head and wrapped his arms around her. He pulled her into his lap, wanting her to be as close to him as she possibly could be, without him being inside of her, of course. He leaned back against the pillows with her, sighing softly. He didn’t even know that there was such thing as a morning after pill, but he was definitely glad there was. He just hoped that it actually worked.

“You know,” he mumbled after a minute of silence, “if anything did happen with, you know…” He looked down at her midsection, and then back up at her face. “I wouldn’t leave you alone.” He wanted her to know that he would face the consequences of their actions with her. He wouldn’t abandon her. One of his mom’s friends was a single mom, and over the years, he’d heard horror stories, and had seen the troubles and the pain she’d gone through, and that was the last thing he wanted for Mooni. And not only that, but he wasn’t the type to not take responsibility for his actions. He always thought of himself as a good person in that respect. He always took responsibility and dealt with the consequences of his actions, because he was a good guy.

As they laid there, he felt something wet drip onto his thigh. “What is that?” he asked, reaching between their legs to scoop the substance off of his skin. It was hard to see in the dark, but he could tell it wasn’t blood because he couldn’t smell it. But when he did smell it, he immediately realized what it was. “Oh.” He looked at her, frozen in place. He was unsure of what to do. He hadn’t expected that to happen at all. Man, he really did need to do some research on sex. And maybe the next time they had sex, if there even was a next time, he’d be a lot smarter and know what to do. And maybe he could last longer and make her feel good too.

---

Mina laughed softly. “Really? I’ve never heard of those before,” she joked, watching as he cleaned her off. She was just glad he’d had enough sense to pull out while he was in the moment. At least she didn’t have to worry about possibly ending up pregnant. Her eyes slipped closed and she leaned into his touch, not having been touched by anyone in so long that she just lost herself in it. All she ever wanted was to be loved and wanted by someone, and even though she knew he didn’t feel that way about her, it was hard not to let herself imagine that he did. He was just being kind, and she was taking advantage of it. She let out a breath, opening her eyes after a moment. She hadn’t realized just how tired she was until she began dozing off just standing there. She knew she probably needed to get some food in her system before she went to sleep, though.

She reached up after a moment and placed her hand on top of his, brushing her fingertips over his knuckles. She looked up at him, really feeling the regret of leaving for seven years sinking in. She felt it now more than ever, looking into his eyes. Maybe if she had never left, she would have realized her feelings for him sooner. Maybe she wouldn’t have completely demolished their friendship and would have actually had a chance with him. Maybes and what-ifs. That’s all she’d been able to think about since the moment she laid eyes on him for the first time earlier in the night. It was hard for her to worry about the present, and even the future when her past kept creeping up on her.

She pulled her hand away from his and turned her back to face him, her eyes burning from the tears that were threatening to spill over. She quickly closed her eyes, a single tear sliding down her cheek. She couldn’t believe that she’d only been with him for a matter of hours and he was already having this effect on her heart. She was quickly pulled out of her thoughts when her stomach let out a loud grumble, and she managed a halfhearted chuckle. She quickly reached up to wipe her eyes before turning back to look at him. “Do you mind if I use your shampoo?” she asked, needing to wash her hair unless she wanted it to look like a greasy, tangled mess.

Mooni reveled in Jungkook's words, and the thing was, she completely believed him. She felt like she'd known him long enough to be sure he wouldn't abandoned her in that situation, which definitely helped ease the nerves. That didn't change the fact that she simply was not ready to be a mom. She was still in school, living with her parents, and had an overprotective brother that didn't even let guys look in her direction. On top of all that, she and Jungkook had only confessed to each other tonight. Even if they're hormones had ended up getting the best of them, they didn't even talk about what they were. It was far too soon to define their relationship, and even more so when it came to starting any type of family.

When Jungkook shifted gears, her eyes shot to his hand, which she could now see in the dark. She couldn't, however, see what was on it. Mooni knew it had been on her thigh, though, right where her waist was nestled. It was coming from her. "I, um..." Mooni started, embarrassed. Of course whatever went in eventually came out, how come she didn't have any foresight about that? "That's your fault." She declared quickly, pursing her lips as she felt her face get hot. Then she realized that if she were this embarrassed, she couldn't imagine how Jungkook felt, and she definitely didn't want to make him feel like she was upset. This was what their bodies were meant to do; maybe a little more gracefully, but it's not like she's had a lot of practice.

Looking back at his face, her eyes were finally adjusted enough so that she could make out his features, and he looked absolutely horrified. She put a hand over her mouth as she tried to stifle back a laugh, thinking about how awkward the both of them had been just about all night. She wondered if his nerves were eating at him as much as they seemed they were, did he think she was upset? He'd just admitted that if he got her pregnant, he wouldn't leave. She sure as hell wouldn't just stop having such strong feelings for him just because he accidentally came in her. "It seems that you owe me a shower."

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Jimin's hand froze when Mina's dainty one rested on top of it. Slowly, his eyes raised to meet hers; what was going on in that pretty head? His heart swelled again, for what felt like the first time, yet he was afraid that it would only be the first of many. It was funny to him, how Jin's infatuation with both dragging Jimin out to clubs and with Lia led him back to Mina so randomly; such a funny and random thing was already taking such a strong hold on his life. Jimin was by no means obsessive, but he had always felt things very deeply, and he knew if his feelings were already this strong for the woman standing in front of him, they'd only get stronger at this point. He could only imagine all of the nights he'd lay awake wondering what she was doing, or if he'd ever even have a shot.

His breath left him when she suddenly turned away, and he hoped with every cell in his body that she wasn't embarrassed. His eyebrows furrowed as he stood up, curious as to what had happened to make her mood shift so suddenly. When she chuckled, he simply wasn't buying it, but he didn't want to pry. He continued washing her, using his washcloth to softly create small designs with his body wash on her back. As he worked his way up, his eyes locked in on the back of her neck. Intimate feelings swirled around within him, much different for just an hour ago when he only felt like a horny idiot. This time, all he could think about was how perfect her neck was, just like her back, and her legs, and everything else he could think about her.

But would anything even come of this? She'd literally just gotten back to Korea, beginning her residency at a hospital. She was a doctor, and he was a nerd who worked out of his grungy apartment. The truth was, she could do a lot better than him, and all he could offer her was aggressive sex and Panda Express. The least he could do was also let her use his shampoo. "Not at all," he promised softly, knowing that he'd never stand a chance at anything more than friendship. Maybe that could be enough for him, though, just so he could be around her.

Holy fuck.

He was turning into Jungkook.

@ jungshook



Jungkook looked at her. “Uh, yeah,” he said, nodding his head in agreement. “I’m sorry I did that.” He glanced over at the clock next to her bed, seeing that it was almost two in the morning. He gently moved her off his lap and scooted to the edge of the bed, reaching down and grabbing for his clothes. In his mind, since she wanted to take a shower, he figured that he was supposed to leave and go back to the couch at this point. He didn’t even consider that she might not want him to leave. He managed to find his boxers, standing up and pulling them on. He then pulled his pants on before turning back to the bed to look at her.

He wished he could see her in the light, see every inch of her body. It was then that he realized that they’d had sex but still hadn’t even really seen each other naked yet. Though the idea of their bodies still being a mystery to each other kind of gave him a bit of a rush. It gave him something to look forward to; seeing her truly naked for the first time. He could only imagine just how beautiful her body looked. If it was anything compared to how beautiful her face was, then he was definitely the luckiest boy on the planet. He grabbed his shirt off the floor and pulled it on over his head as his thoughts wandered. So, what was this? What were they? What was their relationship? Sure, they’d only confessed just earlier that night, but they’d had feelings for quite some time. And they’d already had sex.

He sat down on the edge of the bed again, sucking lightly on his bottom lip as he thought. “Mooni-ah,” he murmured, looking over at her. “What does this mean for us?” He was curious as to what she thought. Did she want to put a label on things? Even if they did, it wasn’t like they could be open and public about it. Not until they figured out what they were going to do about Taehyung. But it could still be something that was just between them, something that they shared with each other.

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Mina reached past him, picking up the bottle of shampoo. She squirted some into the palm of her hand, glancing up at him and biting her lip gently. She figured the least she could do for him was wash his hair since he’d washed her body. She reached up, gently placing her hand on the back of his head. “Come here,” she said softly, pulling him closer. She ran her fingers through his hair, lathering it with the shampoo. She’d never been in such an intimate situation before with someone like this. She liked it, though. She liked being so close to him, and feeling his naked skin against hers. She finished scrubbing his hair, gently moving his head under the water and placing her hand on his forehead to block his eyes from the soapy water as she helped rinse his hair out.

Once she finished washing his hair, she squirted a bit of shampoo into her hand and began lathering it into her own hair. She switched places with him, letting the water run over her as she rinsed her own hair out. She opened her eyes to look at him, her brows furrowing in confusion at the troubled look on his face. He seemed like he was lost in his own thoughts, like he was debating something in his head. She wondered what he was thinking, what had him so stressed out. Maybe he was having second thoughts about this whole thing, about bringing her back to his apartment and sleeping with her.

“Jimin,” she murmured, reaching out to gently grab his hand in hopes of getting his attention. “Is everything okay?” It was so bizarre to her how standing here in the shower with him just felt so natural and so right. It felt like she was meant to be here, like they were supposed to find each other again. Maybe she was just letting her heart cloud her judgement, but she couldn’t deny that. At least she felt that way. Jimin was hard to read. It was impossible to tell how he felt, other than her just assuming that he wasn’t interested in any kind of relationship with her because of his actions and words earlier in the night. “You look troubled. Is something wrong?”