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Cinderella And His Prince (Jikook) - Chapter 21
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Red
[Third Person POV]
Jimin threw his shirt away jumping on the bed over Jungkook. “Oppa..no-” Jimin put his fingers inside Jungkook’s mouth rolling it over his tongue.
Jimin tore Jungkook’s pinky net top with another hand. “You’re wearing a bra?”
Jungkook’s pink ear turned immediate red. He was burning with humiliation which felt wet.
Jimin peeled off the bra. Jungkook tried to hide his chest with his hands. Now Jimin’s gonna know I’m a boy…Jungkook thought.
“Take off your hands b*tch. Lemme see your nip.” Jimin clapped his hands away and his pink hard nip stuck out. Jimin pinched it. “Ahh…” Jungkook let out a moan.
Jimin began licking bitting the rosy hard nip while Jungkook’s body was shaking with hectic coolness. Jimin’s hand roamed all over his chest then abdomen. It was going inside his pant.
“No, not there Oppa.” Jungkook tried to stop the hand.
Jungkook’s mind was confused with many thoughts. Jimin had seen his chest without b*obs still acted normal. So did he know everything or it doesn’t matter to him…
Jimin pulled off Jungkook’s pants. He was wearing a light yellowish lash panty.
“Oppa, no…” Jungkook whined. “Why not sl*t…” Jimin slapped over his panty. “I’m not clean today..”
Jimin split the ribbon of the panty, ” I like it more when you’re a nasty messy doll.”
Jungkook closed his eyes not wanting to see Jimin’s reaction to his d*ck. Feeling a warm touch over the place he gasped.
“It’s not p*ssy..I’m sorry, ” Jungkook sobbed. “But I want your *** more than a pu**y.” Jimin settled between Jungkook’s legs. He unfolded Jungkook’s h*le licking it. Jimin’s long tongue began acting inside Jungkook’s warm h*le.
“Aahh..nggh…” Jungkook clasped Jimin’s head making him go deeper. Prec*m was dripping all over Jungkook’s stomach.
Jimin hard d*ck was pressing against his jeans. He took off his pants boxers hastily spreading Jungkoook’s milky thic thighs. It was a marveling sight for him, the sight he had often seen in his wet dreams.
He hurriedly grapped a l*be from the table stand. He poured it over his fingers. Jungkook’s tight h*le clenched over his two fingers. He inserted one more.
Jungkook was getting impatient. “Oppa I can’t….” Jimin stuck out the fingers and went closer to press his thic d*ck inside.
“It hurts…” Jungkook screamed. The finger felt good but the tip was hurting him. Hearing Jungkook’s whimpers Jimin thrusted it at once.
Jungkook eyes widened body turning into a S shape. Jimin began thrusting faster. “Ahh..stop.” Jungkook begged.
After a while, Jungkook’s stomach filled with overwhelmed feelings. “Mmm..harder..” Jungkook moaned. Soon they c*m all over. Half drunk tired Jimin rested beside and fell asleep.
The red mattress notified Jungkook losing his sanity but thinking that it was taken by the man he desired he didn’t feel sorry. Only blushed.