"What the hell happened to him?!" Namjoon yelled through gritted teeth, Ash slightly quivered in shock at the anger in his voice she had never seen before. They were all driving away from the club very bothered and scared for their friend. Ash wiped the sweat from Jimin's pained pale face.

"Excuse me? But where should I take him?" The driver asked.

"Well?!" Namjoon yelled again wanting answers and since no one knew what exactly happened Ash spoke up.

"I'm not sure okay! That Mineo girl was with him she most likely got him drunk and was carrying him off somewhere before I and Jungkook saw her and stopped,"

Namjoon signed rubbing his templed when the driver asked the same question again as she blinded drove.

"Take us back to the hotel,"

"Understood." 

"Are you sure the hotel is the best option?"

"Yes, right now we do not want to alarm any news about this, keep this on the down-low. If Daejung or worst, the manager finds out this will cause more trouble."

"Jimin how are you feeling? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No, I think I'm okay, just a little drunk,"

"Alright,"

Jungkook and Jhope helped Jimin's limp body to the room as best as they can without looking suspicious, thankfully it was after midnight and most guests were in their rooms. Ashley hurriedly opened the door and lead them inside where they gently propped his body on the bed.

"I need a shower," He got up and stumbled to the bathroom, knocking down things in his path.

"Now? Okay, hold on," Namjoon and Jungkook took hold of him and led him to the bathroom. His clothes stuck to the perspiration on his body. He got in the shower and wasted no time soaking in the cold water. As his body felt torrid yet warm, he squeezed the body wash in his hands and got to laddering it over his body. 

The relaxing fragrance engulfed his senses, putting his mind at ease. However, his body still felt hot especially his lower area.    

xxxxxxx

While Jimin was in the shower Ashley, Namjoon and Jungkook were talking in the bedroom. "Take care of him Ashley, and call us if anything happens," Namjoon pattered her head while Jungkook let out a yawn. They all had looks of exhaustion on their faces.

"Don't worry guys I'll look after him, try to get some rest."

"You too, we'll come back in the morning,"

Ash stood on the balcony as the cold wind bitting the exposed flesh. Gazing out into the inky blackness, her eyes searched for things to distract herself from her negative thoughts. She couldn't help but replay the events of the night. Blaming herself for the inconvenience that they went through.

I should have tried harder to convince them to stay. If anything happens to them I don't what I would do. They aren't just regular people who can get drunk and party like your best friends. They are international superstars and people are always wanting things from them. Fame, money an ounce of their time.

The throaty call of her name and click of the door snapped her out of her mind. She walked in closing the door and blinds she was met by a very half-naked Jimin propping himself up on the door frame for support. A white towel wrapped around his hips that threaten to come undone at any moment.

"I'll get you something to wear." She inched closer and helped him to the bed.

"Don't" He breathed out as he grabbed her arm. 

"I'm so warm," He said, she studied his face, damp strands of hair stuck to his face. He didn't bother drying himself properly since he was so warm.

"Let me at least get a towel to dry your hair," He let her go.

Sitting beside him she ran the small towel through his locks, ignoring his intense stare.

"I'm so hot Ash, i... I can't seem to move very well," His voice came out airy and hoarse. She placed a hand on his forehead but it was normal.

"You don't have a fever, how much did Minso give you to drink?"

"Only one glass of whiskey. But it tasted weird." 

"Weird how?"

"When I drank it, my body started feeling hot and heavy and it ached." 

Ashley's eyes widen, that bitch drugged him. Her fists clench and were shaking. But what kind of drug though.

She put two and two together. What would a desperate, lovestruck, delusional girl give her crush? He's hot and can't move his limps and he's in discomfort...

She wouldn't!

Her eyes discreetly followed down Jimin's body, stopping at the answer she got. The bulged underneath his towel.

She did!

Jimin's abrupt cries snapped her out of her wonders.

 "Ahh, it hurts so much~" 

  Ashley gently pulled his face to meet hers. Sobriety presented on her features.

"Ji-jimin I think she drugged you and it was most likely the kind that acts as a viagra...only worst."

"What? Ahhh that explains a lot," He peered down at the bulge twitching under the towel.

Ashley cleared her throat and got up from the bed.

"Do you want me to give you some privacy? To umm, fix that?" She looked down, reddened by her question.

Smirking, he said in a husky voice.
"I can't do that... cause I can't move my arms,"

He huffed out. "God this hurts!"

A wave of pity cascaded over Ashley. Looking at Jimin in this state she couldn't help to think it was all her fault. She had to do something.

I...I could ask.

Shifting her weight she caught his avid gaze."Do...do you want me...to help you?" 

Gosh, I can't believe I'm even suggesting this!

"How?" His voice came out in a sigh.

"Um," She coughed, her mouth became dry and her heartbeat picked up at the thought inching to get out of her tongue.

 "I don't know like umm, jerk you off...?"

I think I've officially lost it...

"Ashley... I would normally say yes but..." His expression twisted and Ash noted the twitch under the towel.

"Ah fuck! Okay!" He gave in, bitting his lips he closed his eyes.

I'm gonna jerk off an international superstar, no pressure.

"Gimme a minute,"

Ash swung open the mini-fridge and scanned the assortment of mini alcohols ranging from whiskey to Tequila to Vodka. They all seem too strong or too bitter for her delicate pallet except one that had bright green apples on the label.

Nodding she broke open the seal and gulped down the Green Apple vodka that delightedly coated her throat. After downing the liquid courage she excused herself to the bathroom. 

Ashley's hands shook under the running water. Was she seriously about to do this? 

What am I suppose to do?

Can't be that hard right? Just move your hand up and down, simple.

Just the thought of her hands on him send icy shivers up her spine.

Or you can suck him o-

ALright quiet!

Drying her hands she slammed the towel on the counter. "Alright calm down please," She told herself as she ruffled through her hair making it more presentable. Her lipstick tint which was applied by the makeup artist more or less faded and left her with a lip bitten stain on her lips. 

"Okay, I'm ready!"

xxxxxx

Jimin watched his -what was supposed to be just a translator for him and his bandmates but now he wasn't sure anymore. The events that transpired in the days she was with him was almost of a movie or a cheesy romance novel. 

Now he could not believe she was about to jerk him off. And he allowed it. I mean why wouldn't he, she was beautiful, smart, kind, and all sorts of sexy cheeky.  She climbed on the bed to the other side,  bright red nervousness plastered on her face.

"Um." She mumbled cutely, looking everywhere but in his eyes. "I don't know what exactly to do...so you'll have to tell me."

Jimin smirked and chuckled, this either made this experience more awkward or 100 times better. 

"Don't worry, I'll tell you what to do."  Finally finding her eyes, it took all his strength to lift his hand to twirl the end of her tendrils with his fingers. His burning orbs never leaving hers, he ordered.

"Come here." He noticed the swallow in her throat, she slowly crawled over to him, inching closer and closer until they were a hair's breadth away. Pushing all her hair to one side of her neck he smiled when she quickly caught on to his actions, she inched her exposed neck to his mouth.

"Good girl, now just feel me on you." His voice dripping pruriently. He allowed his hot breath to pepper her neck, seemingly testing and teasing her patients. He smirked at her shaking body, and her eyes shot with anticipation.

"Do you want my lips on you, baby?" His voice growled in her ear.  Eyes still tightly shot the only indication to his question was a light nod followed by a delicious bite of her bottom lip that could drive any being to the edge.

"Baby," He breathed out, "You look so sexy when your body begs me." Like a magnet, she closed whatever remaining space between them, arching her neck forward.

Raises his brow he spoke. "Oh, can't wait huh?"  With the drop of his cheeky remark, he kissed her warm skin. Gentle and soft at first, lacing his tongue on her.

His tastebuds met the flavour of apples. He smiled onto her skin, tasting and lapping up the sweet vodka she had taken before that had delightedly drizzled down her neck.

xxxxxxx

Ashley silently wished she could see him devour her neck but unfortunately her only view was the mattress headboard and the wall. She wouldn't be able to handle his intense stares in the first place so this came as a win.

He impetuously switched sides on her neck causing her to grab onto his damp hair, racking it and pulling it. She may have lost all control when he moaned onto her skin, sinking his teeth in her.

"Fuck, baby, you taste so good," 

Hey! Why is he so good at dirty talk?! Fuck!

Ashley would never have pegged Jimin to be the dirty talking type of guy, but you never really know someone until you step inside their bedroom.

Wait! Wasn't I supposed to be in control here?! I mean I don't mind this but I want to be on top too!

Then do it.

Without leaving his lips she sneaky straddle his towel-covered waist, earning her skirt hiked up and a sharp intake of air from Jimin. His response was quick, his sucks were now deeper, hungrier than before, like a starving lion. She couldn't hide away her cries of pleasure jarring everywhere in her body causing her to thrust into his centre.

xxxxxxx

"Fuck!" He groaned, letting her go, leaving them both in a panting mess. Throwing his head back, he stared at her through half-shut eyes and let out a chuckle so filled with delirium it formed visible rough goosebumps throughout her arms and legs.

He followed her every movement as Ashley got off his lap and sat to the side, shyly fiddling with the white towel that was keeping him modest.

"Looks like you're ready for me." 

"You dirty talker." She spat, unwrapping his towel while his dick sprang free. If her face was red before then it just turned 50 shades of crimson.

It's big...bigger than I thought.

She tattooed kisses down his defined chest and stomach, loving the way his breath hitched at every attack.

Hesitantly she grabbed it gently wrapping her hand around it and squeezing it making him moan.

The guys were right. She does have a praise kink.

The mere fact that her hand could grant him ecstasy gave her amusement she didn't know she needed.

Hesitantly she feather-touched his dick as his hips arched forward and licked his lips with anticipation. She slid an index finger up his veiny cock, up to his pink tip and down again; agonizingly slow. Ashley bit back her smile as her finger settled on the tip, circling and grazing the sensitive skin.

Jimin's brows furrowed at her tantalizing play. His fists clutched into the silky white bedsheets. 

"You're such a tease you know that,"

"I know."

Taking him in her hand she made an effort to lock eyes with him. She wanted to see the blatant contentment on his features. She wanted to know how much pleasure she was giving him.

His breath came out harsh through this plump parted lips, squeezing his eyes shut he throw his head back, knocking it against the headboard.

"Careful baby, I haven't gotten started with you yet." The corner of her mouth twitched upwards as he glared at her.

Ashley's grip got tighter and before Jimin could reply, her hand firmly stroked his cock. With each thumb and smooth of her hand, she eventually found a rhythm so thrilling, however at the same time, insatiable.

The feverish room so overflowed with panting moans of elation and other lewd noises of the flesh Ashley only hoped no one could hear them.

xxxxxxx

"Fuck, oh my god baby I love when you do that," Jimin grunted. His famous softy spoken honeyed voice of innocence was replaced and made up with throaty lustful vocals and libidinous filthy talk.

Throwing his head back for the umpteenth time that night he smiled and sank his teeth into his bottom lip, gnawing into the sensitive flesh.

Call it his desperate attempt to mask his moans and cries of desire. As much as he wanted to let it all out he consciously knew it wasn't a good idea; not where nosy people are.

"I love it yeah, your hand feels so good around it, fuck when you squeeze it like makes me wanna cum."

His gaze met her exposed creamy thighs. He wanted to touch her, make her feel good too.

"Baby, come up here," he ordered. Still, with one hand on his dick, she straddled his muscular thigh as his mouth returned to stifle his moans on her neck.

"I wanna feel you, baby, slip those panties to one side."

He snaked his hand around her waist and beckon her to move. Thrust. Buck. Anything to ride his thigh.

With each grind of her hips, her touch became faster and harder. He slipped his hand underneath her tights, gliding and scratching his fingers against her smooth skin. Leaving his marks.

"Oh baby I can't take much more can I come for you? Cum on your hand?" 

Jimin arched his hips with every jerk of his dick reaching closer to his climax.

"Oh baby I'm gonna-" His words were cut off when her fast hand motion stopped, one look at her smirked lips made him chuckled chillingly. 

"Don't." She ordered.

"You're not making it easy for me," He bit her neck harshly as she squirmed against him.

"Look at that, baby," His attention was on his soaked thigh.

"Your juices are dripping on the side of my thigh. Getting this worked up from jerking my cock and riding my thigh, baby? That's so fucking sexy."

"Your moans in my ear, hand on my cock like that, squeeze it, baby, squeeze it like it's your pussy, show me how tight you are."  Harsh growls of dirty talk and desperation from both of them, Ashley's hand was now spilling with his own release. 

Rolling over to the other side sleepiness suddenly overcame her form she peaked at Jimin still panting, the last thing she saw was his smile before unconsciousness swept over her.