28 ⋆ Mark

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Jimin's POV

Friday

"Here," Jungkook said, handing me a glass full of red wine. I smiled and took it from him as he sat down next to me on the couch and pulled the blanket over us.

"I'm sorry," I said after a while of us sitting in silence, watching the movie playing before us.

"For what?" He hummed, petting my hair as I leaned against his chest.

"I know how much the ceremony means to you," I told him as I swirled the glass.

"Jimin, I don't care about the ceremony, I care about you. Besides, you can dress all pretty for me any other day."

I giggled and bit my lip at his words, leaning deeper against his chest. "Or you could just mark me right now," I suggested, taking a drink with a raised eyebrow.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" He asked with a teasing smirk.

I shrugged, "Maybe."

I stood and walked over to the kitchen, deciding I didn't want anything to drink. Jungkook followed me, intrigued by my words. I turned and almost bumped into his chest, making him laugh. I reached up and pressed my lips against his, snaking my fingers into his hair. Jungkook hummed happily, the noise morphing into a groan as I pressed my body closer against his.

His fingers slipped into my hair, twisting themselves around and tugging in a way that sent shivers zipping through my entire body.

"Let's go upstairs?" I asked, breathless, pulling my lips from his.

"I won't make you do anything you don't want to," He muttered, "No bond, no mark, not even sex-"

"If we aren't fucking in ten minutes then I swear to God, Jungkoook," I whined.

He quickly picked me up as if I weighed next to nothing, throwing me over his shoulder like a potato sack, and fuck, if that didn't do something wonderful to my insides. I laughed as he rushed up the stairs, dropping me onto the bed quickly. Jungkook checked to make sure the blinds were closed before he shed his coat and stripped off his shirt.

I ran my tongue along my lips as he worked off his jeans, admiring his toned body, the tanned skin of his chest, and his abs. And yes, there's definitely treasure at the end of that happy trail.

He climbed onto the bed, towering over me as I smiled and pulled him back into a kiss. I sat up fully, stripping off my shirt and sweatpants, tossing them onto the floor.

Another shiver ran up my spine as his hand traced a path down my sides, his fingers feeling as good on my skin as before. He didn't try anything too risky, just ran his hand along my back like he was mapping it out by touch alone.

"You're so beautiful," Jungkook murmured, hooking his fingers on the band of my boxers.

I lifted my hips, shimmying a little to help him get them off. He tossed them into a corner, leaving us both bare on the bed. I ached with want, with need, and my hands trembled as he dipped down, connecting his lips against the skin of my neck.

"On your knees." He growled, patting my thigh.

"If we're going to do this like animals, might as well look the part." His words made me gasp, goosebumps running through my body.

His two fingers pushed in my entrance, making me gasp, and he scissored easily, my hole still loose. I blushed at how wet I sounded already, and at the needy whines that kept slipping out of my throat.

His hands rested on my hips as he lined himself up behind me, pressing down between my shoulder blades, guiding me to lean down on my elbows. "There you go, look at that," Jungkook murmured in lust, running his hand down my back and resting it on my flank, "Fucking hell, you look incredible." He groaned, making me moan.

I felt his length press against my entrance and almost sobbed with relief. I'd been on edge for days. I did the only thing I could think to do, I pushed my hips back, taking his tip-in, and moaned out in relief at being filled even just this much. Jungkook's breath hitched at the sudden motion, and I could feel him pushing, pushing, pushing forward until he was fully sheathed inside of me.

I said breathlessly at the fullness, "J-Jungkook."

He responded, growling, as he pulled almost all the way out, then rocked back in, slowly.

"Fuck." I cried, fisting the sheets, adjusting to his size.

Jungkook repeated the motion again and again, and as the pleasure built up in me, he started to pace faster and harder. Moans and grunts filled the room.

He shifted a bit, and the tip of his cock suddenly hit a bundle of nerves inside of me. I gasped and abruptly came all over the sheets with a high pitched wail.

"Oh my, God." I moaned as he continued to go inside of me, hitting the sweet spot dead on each time. I blacked out for a moment at the intense pleasure. I feel my cock coming back to life again despite being overly sensitive.

At some point, Jungkook pulled me back up on my hands, half-draping himself over me as he pushed into me with wild abandon. I knew there were teeth marks all over my shoulders and even some on my back, and while I loved this- loved the way he was biting me and rocking into me, something within me wanted to bite back, mark him just as he was marking me; fucking, biting, claiming.

"I love you." Jungkook moaned into my ear as I practically fell apart underneath him.

"I-I love you too." I cried desperately. I came once more as he gave a few final thrusts behind me, groaning low in his throat as he slowed down, not yet allowing himself to cum inside of me. I let myself fall against the pillows, whimpering as his length left me.

I rolled over onto my back as Jungkook hovered over me, a smile on his face.

"Did you..?" I asked openly, wondering if he'd marked me.

"Not yet." He said, reaching out and tucking some wet hair away from my forehead. I leaned up and kissed him again. It was soft and slow this time, a careful exploration of mouths and tongues and teeth.

He quickly learned that nipping my lower lip made me roll my hips into his, seeking friction, and he slid his leg between mine. He nipped me again and I ground my length down on his thigh, moaning at the warmth shooting up my body and leaving my brain in a lusty fog. My tongue swept into his mouth, tracing his teeth- canines definitely longer than normal- and tangling my tongue with his.

His hand slid down the side of my body, fingers grazing my sides. I touched him wherever I could, my fingers scratching through his jaw and then up to brush some of his hair behind his ears. The way his thigh jerked against my length only heightened my arousal.

Gripping the hair at the base of his neck, I angled his head to deepen the kiss, nipping him playfully and enjoying both his groans and the spike in his scent: definitely aroused again, definitely getting close to round two.

He rutted his hips up, grinding his thigh into my length, then rolled us so that he was laying across me. "Tell me if I do something you don't like." He said, then ducked his head to kiss and nibble his way down my neck.

It reminded me of my own desire to bite him, and I eyed the thick cords of his neck, envisioning my own teeth marks standing starkly out against them. Suddenly, I reached out and bit into his neck, making Jungkook moan out something animalistic that I've never heard before.

"Fucking god, Jimin." He said, pulling away.

I stared with wide eyes at the mark I had made on his neck, a red liquid of some sort moving under his skin. I watched as his blood worked under his skin, slowly forming into a mark. My mark.

Jungkook stared at me, reaching up to touch his neck. "Did you just...?"

I bit my lip and blushed, nodding quickly. He quickly dipped back down, dragging his canines across my neck.

I dragged my fingers through his hair, finding that he liked it when I tugged on it. His sharp inhale every time my nails scraped his scalp coincided with him sucking on my skin harder, and the heady combination of our arousal made my head spin.

He quickly picked me up, setting me down on his lap and slowly easing me down on his length as I began to ride him. As he started to move, I kissed and bit my way down his jaw.

I nibbled on his earlobe briefly, making him jerk his leg. Jungkook growled, thrusting up particularly hard and making me forget all about how to speak for a few minutes while he worked me up again.

When I regained somewhat of coherent thought, I sunk my blunt teeth into the juncture of his neck once more. Jungkook moaned my name loudly, lifting my other leg up over his hip, encouraging me to cross my ankles together behind him and, countless little "More," spilling from my lips.

The position deepened the angle, letting his length slide in further as I rode him. My whole body felt like a live wire like every nerve was exposed, and every slide of his length in and out of my body felt so, so good.

My toes curled and I left more bite marks along his shoulders, loving the way he whined and growled with every mark I left on his skin. When I bit his earlobe, Jungkook snarled; whatever was left of his control snapping and he pressed his body hard against mine, fucking me roughly on his lap.

"You smell delicious." He growled, pricking his canines into my skin. "I don't think I've ever smelled anything more delicious." He said, biting playfully at the base of my neck, causing me to squirm with anticipation.

"Bite me already," I said, tugging on his hair and moving my hips up and down on his length.

"Exquisite," Jungkook said, then I couldn't hear anything more than my own cries as he sunk his teeth into my neck.

I could feel them sink in deeper and deeper. I work circles on his lap, making him moan as he continues to hold his teeth on my neck. "Jungkook!" I cried loudly. I was sure my bones had dissolved by the time he injected the marking into my skin.

My back bowed off his chest, arching in his arms as I shattered, his name like a prayer on my lips as he tightened his arms around my waist, trying to keep me as still as possible while gently pulling the canines out of my neck. I could feel his length throbbing inside of me, a sign he had cum inside of me moments earlier.

I blacked out completely, his bite mark burning in the most incredible way, pain and pleasure. I feel as if my body wasn't mine, and I was floating on the clouds, my mind hazy.

When I came into consciousness, he was still inside of me and holding me in his arms. He stared at me, love clouding over his eyes even as I was a panting, sweating, moaning mess in his arms.

"God, you're so beautiful." He whispered, leaning us back against the pillows gently and tucking hair behind my ears. I whined lightly, letting him pull me onto his chest, still coming down from our high.

I love you, Jimin. His voice sounded in my mind, making me shocked at first, and then I giggled to myself.

"That's so cool," I murmured, yawning. Jungkook ran his finger over my neck where his mark was forming, and a rush of pleasure ran through my body.

"Don't touch it, it's sensitive." I gasped. Jungkook smiled and reached up to his neck.

"I still can't believe you were able to mark me with those puny little teeth." He teased.

I lightly slapped his chest and smiled.

Jungkookgently ran the tips of his fingers over my back, making me sigh happily. I could feel his lips press against the top of my head, but I was asleep before he could do anything else.

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