In love; jimin

Everything about his touch was soothing to her and he saw it in the way she responded to him. He wasn’t even sure that she noticed it herself . He would find himself absently stroking her hair or leaving light caresses against her legs or arms or just anywhere he could reach. With every touch he could see her leaning into him, her body melting against his own until they were almost one person.

Their intimate moments reflected this. Tender moves and touches from Jimin had her whole body melting against his; reaching out for him and pulling him closer until there comes a point where it’s near impossible to distinguish between the two of them. It becomes so that the others pleasure is their own too.

Stifling heat and breathlessness equates to every moment with her for Jimin, still completely mesmerised by her presence in his life and how unmoving it seems – completely in awe and grateful. But these feelings were only escalated when they gave each other their bodies, when they bared everything for each other without shame or regret.

Nothing could ever compare to the feeling of her skin flush against his own – it was indescribable to him. Her sheer beauty when she laid before him, open and vulnerable and completely trusting of Jimin. It meant a lot to him. All of his love was returned is her equally as tender touches, their bodies moving in sync without them even having to think about it anymore. Both of them knew the other’s body like their own yet sex could never become boring for them. Jimin revelled in the knowledge that he was her source of pleasure; he was the one she looked to for happiness and reassurance and vice versa.

Red velvet are killing it