"Please, ple-ase -" Gasp, "Please, T-ae -" Gasp.

"Please what, darling?"

"P-please... hnn -" Gasp.

"Use your words."

"Please..."

Taehyung was hardly moving inside of Jimin. He was moving so slow he could hardly tell he was moving at all. The only difference was that Jimin was lying on a pillow that they completely forgot about. A pillow couldn't have made such a difference that Jimin already came before Taehyung was even halfway in, right?

It was just a pillow under their lower back. How could that affect anything?

Taehyung paused to let Jimin speak. They haven't said anything more than pleasing for something, whimpering, whining, moaning, and being an absolute mess.

"Ah!" Jimin looked between their two bodies and placed a hand over their lower stomach. "Fuck, was that too much?" Taehyung pulled back just a bit, but Jimin grinded right back onto him. "N-no keep going, m-more, please..." Jimin tossed their head back, sighing. "Now you've got me wondering if it's the pillow under you, or just me?" Taehyung chuckled and continued forward. The deeper he went, the more that Jimin was trembling in the thighs, wrapped tightly around Taehyung's waist, and dripping slick from their pussy onto the bedsheets and even Taehyung.

"Never... n-never been so," Gulp, "d-deep before, f-uck," Jimin's voice pitched higher as they cursed, and they tried grabbing on Taehyung's shoulders. Their short nails began to drag against his skin, making Taehyung twitch and moan out. "You've taken me before, darling -" "I don't know, just move! Please, please Taehyungie -" Jimin gasped suddenly. Taehyung was not complaining, Jimin was so mesmerizing and captivating, enjoying every single second of pleasure. "Fuck, and you still want me to cum inside of you, right?" Taehyung made sure he was doing things right, and Jimin quickly nodded, biting down on their lip and arching their front into Taehyung's chest. "Please, just - ah, ahh," Taehyung had to kiss Jimin to keep them quiet at this point. He started to slide his hips in and out slowly, not wanting to hurt Jimin because he only got to use three fingers for a moment before Jimin demanded it happened right now.

"Mmmh," Jimin mumbled gibberish between breaths, still slightly scratching on Taehyung's back. "Oh fuck, oh fuck - fuck," Jimin suddenly pulled away from Taehyung's lips, and constricted on Taehyung's cock, making him grunt and move forward suddenly. "A-aah Taehyungie," Jimin's legs trembled as they reached down between their legs. They reached their clit just in time to feel a gush between their legs, and their pussy throbbed quickly, loosening and tightening more than ever. "Fuuck," Taehyung couldn't help but start moving at a quicker pace. All he wanted to do was move and thrust until Jimin couldn't take it anymore. It was beyond words what Taehyung was feeling. "Ah, hn -" Jimin's legs clung so tightly to Taehyung that it hurt their pelvis, but they didn't care because they were suddenly so sensitive and couldn't help but let a cry escape.

"Mine, baby," Taehyung dove to Jimin's neck and bit on the skin as he started moving harder, connecting their hips each thrust. "You're still so tight, three times, eh?" He chuckled dryly, now picking up speed. "Please, f-faster, Tae," Jimin moaned out and dug their nails into Taehyung's shoulders. "Aahh," Taehyung snapped his hips forward and more slick spilled out from Jimin onto Taehyung's pelvis. "Fuck, baby, -" He was close, but he wasn't sure if Jimin was even physically capable of finishing again so soon. He would feel awkward finishing without Jimin.

"Fuck, there, f-fuck me right there," Jimin placed a hand on their abdomen and pressed down slightly, and the room was filled with moans from both of them. Taehyung held Jimin against him as he came inside, no condom equipped, leaving Jimin no room to escape. Jimin cried out a half-scream, because they were overstimulated yet were cumming all over Taehyung again. However, as Taehyung paused for just a quick second, something inside of Jimin shifted.

Jimin could feel it in their stomach, in their lungs in their bones. Their body trembled like it never has before, so violent that part of them might feel a little ashamed afterward. "Oh, fuck darling -" Taehyung looked down as he felt another strong gush, more pulsing around him and it looked like Taehyung had gotten in the shower and only rinsed his lower half; his abdomen and his stomach were coated in Jimin.

"AHH~" Jimin looked down for just a second, and watched in shock as their pussy squirted on Taehyung's stomach, wildly throbbing and clenching so hard, they almost couldn't feel Taehyung inside. "Oh wow," Taehyung wasn't quite sure what was happening, but he was loving every second and even began thrusting in and out again. "Ahh!" Jimin moved their hand down to their clit and it was so wet that they could hardly find it on their own body, in the mess of slick and cum. Rubbing quickly in a clockwise motion, it was the third time Jimin had cum in just thirty minutes. Taehyung was shocked it was even physically possible.

"Ahh..." Jimin's body collapsed into the bed, having no direction of where their limbs were going. All they knew was that they didn't have any energy to move even their eyes. Breathing was a conscious effort from how fast their heart was beating. "Woah... J-Jimin-ah..." Taehyung panted and leaned up a bit, now not being so close to Jimin so they both had room to breathe and cool down. He moved his head down and saw that there were strings of Jimin's cum connecting their stomachs and thighs. "Fuck..." Taehyung didn't have anything else to say, he never imagined being such a mess could feel so good.

He was so tired but on such a high. Jimin's vision was slightly blurred from the different chemical reactions they were going through. They rested there for a moment, Taehyung's arms shaking in holding his weight for much longer. Suddenly, Jimin squirmed and pulled back from Taehyung. "P-pull out, please," There was a sudden cramp that made them uncomfortable. Taehyung nodded, being too tired to speak, and did as asked. "Ah," Jimin whined, hearing a clear pop of Taehyung slipping out of them. "You're such a mess..." Taehyung leaned down and moved Jimin's hands away from them. "P-please, no," Jimin gasped when they felt Taehyung's tongue on their pussy, lapping at their hole and throbbing clitoris. "Mmh, t-too much - Tae -" Jimin cried out and pulled on Taehyung's hair, his face slowly being squished by Jimin's golden thighs.

"Sorry," They both apologized at the same time, and both let out a dry laugh. Taehyung wrapped Jimin in a hug and flopped on his side, bringing them into his chest. "Hm..." Jimin hummed quietly, crossing their legs and shivering slightly. Even if they were both cold, they were both too tired to move a muscle.

Twenty minutes later, Taehyung sat up slowly. Jimin was almost completely limp. "I'll get something to clean us off with, I'll be back." He kissed Jimin's head, and they made a small sound as a response. Taehyung took a few seconds to stand up, then lazily grabbed his boxers. Now he noticed the precum on the thin fabric, that his vision was back to normal. He pulled them up anyway, and was about to open the door when it opened itself.

It was Hoseok.