ARREST ME, MR JEON || JIKOOK✅

27.Make Love

"Tell me what's on your mind, right now? " Jimin asked him further.

Jungkook's heart skipped a beat, the intensity of the moment overwhelming yet thrilling. He took a deep breath, gathering his courage, and leaned in closer to Jimin.

"I want to hold you close, to feel your warmth against me. I want to kiss you, to taste the sweetness of your lips. I want to explore every inch of your body, to lose myself in the depths of our desires," Jungkook confessed, his voice filled with raw honesty.

Jimin's eyes widened in surprise, his cheeks tinged with a rosy blush. He leaned in closer, his voice barely above a whisper. "And what if I want the same, Officer Jeon?"

A smile spread across Jungkook's face, his eyes filled with affection. "Then let's stop playing games and embrace our desires, Park Jimin," he replied, their connection deepening as their lips finally met in a passionate, long-awaited kiss.

The prison cell seemed to pulsate with an electric charge as their lips met in a fiery, passionate kiss. Time stood still, the world around them fading into insignificance. The intensity of their desires ignited like a blazing inferno, consuming them both in a whirlwind of emotions.

Their bodies pressed together, their hearts beating in sync, as if they were the only two souls existing in that moment. The taste of their forbidden love lingered on their tongues, a bittersweet blend of longing and fulfillment. The cell walls seemed to tremble with anticipation, as if they were witnesses to a love that defied all boundaries.

Clothing was shed with a sense of urgency, revealing their bare, heated bodies. Skin on skin, they explored each other's forms with a newfound hunger, tracing the contours of their desires. Every touch ignited fireworks, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through their veins.

Jimin traced Jungkook's tattoos with his mischievous tongue down to his pelvis, causing Jungkook to moan loudly and within a swift he held Jimin and started kissing him and his one hand started removing Jimin's inner wear, making Jimin to goosed like an electric shock.

Jimin's breath hitched when he saw how Jungkook was abusing him with his eyes. He walked back until he hits on the brick, staring inocently at Jungkook.

"Am I beautiful? " Jimin asked shyly.

"More than I can ever imagine." Jungkook confessed and started attacking Jimin with his kisses.

Jimin giggled and he jumped on Jungkook and wrapped his legs on his hips and started doing the honor.

Moans and whispers of ecstasy filled the confined space, their voices merging into a symphony of pleasure. Their bodies moved in a harmonious rhythm, dancing to a melody only they could hear. The air was thick with a heady mix of passion and vulnerability, a testament to the depth of their connection.

As they reached the peak of their desires, their cries of release reverberated within the prison walls. The ecstasy washed over them, leaving them breathless and consumed by an overwhelming sense of fulfillment. They clung to each other, their bodies drenched in a sheen of perspiration, their souls intertwined in a love that had blossomed against all odds.

Jungkook and Jimin found themselves lying on the cold prison floor, their bodies intertwined, their breaths mingling in the confined space. The air was heavy with a mix of desire and nostalgia as they traced their fingers along each other's skin, relishing in the memories they had created together.

"I love you" Jimin confessed kissing on Jungkook's nipples.

"I love you too" Jungkook confessed and caressed Jimin's hair, softly.

Jimin's lips curved into a soft smile as he gazed up at Jungkook, his eyes filled with a mixture of passion and tenderness. The flickering glow of the dimly lit prison cast an ethereal aura upon their entwined forms, illuminating their connection like a forbidden flame in the darkness.

As they lay there, their bodies still flushed with the heat of their shared intimacy, they couldn't help but reminisce about the moments they had experienced, the stolen kisses, and the way their bodies moved in perfect harmony. Their fingertips danced lightly along the contours of each other's skin, tracing invisible patterns that spoke of unspoken desires and unwavering affection.

Their breathing synchronized, a symphony of shared longing and contentment. In the midst of the cold, unforgiving surroundings, they found solace in the warmth of their entangled bodies, in the intoxicating rhythm of their heartbeats, and in the knowledge that their connection transcended the physical limitations that bound them.

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