Shooting Stars

More please.

Your eyes flick across his face, reading his smug expression.

Your breathing has yet to slow.

He isn't done with you.

Jimin moves in closer, planting his lips all over, his hands moving across you.

You

*Enjoying every second*

Jimin

*Living in the heat of the moment*

The feeling of guilt you once had is washed away once he begins to slip his fingers into your hair.

He puts a hand under your thigh, sitting you up, moving it closer onto him, shifting your weight, lips still locked.

You have never been so drunk in a feeling.

His fingers tickle you everywhere.

All you can do is feel him.

All he can do is feel you.

Your are busy locked in a hot position with him, undisturbed by the sound of a door opening behind you.

Yeah, he may be a bit drunk...