power trip (m) | pkjm
a sleazy fratboy thinks he could get any girl he wants, until he meets you
word count: 1851
genre: smut SMUT!! SMUT!! S MU T
warning: sleazy jimin, dom!jimin, sub!jimin??, explicit language, oral
[a/n]: this is a continuation from dangerous waters !!! im honestly genuinely surprised at the amount of love dangerous waters got bc it was my first smut and i was scared it was going to be BAD but here’s a part two !!
Maybe he lost interest in you. Maybe he’d forgotten about the blue balls you gave him nights before. You sat in the library, doodling on the corner of your notebook. Your mind had been filled with thoughts of Jimin. Bad thoughts. Thoughts that you kept to yourself because they were just that foul to tell another soul.
Thinking about Jimin’s tongue made you squirm in your seat during lectures. It made you go insane, knowing that there was no way you’d cross paths. Jimin was in a completely different section of campus and your paths never intersected.
So you weren’t surprised at his idleness. He didn’t care that much about seeing you again. Guys like him can get laid any night they wanted, with whomever they wanted. It was hard to hide your disappointment though. You had so much hope in him.
You peered up at the sound of gasps echoing throughout the silent library. It was late at night, but there was always a handful of girls from your dorm that occupied the library.
Jimin came speed walking towards you, rather upset. Perking up, you tried to fix the falling strands from your messy ponytail. You looked like a complete mess. It was a study night for you and that usually meant a random t-shirt and sweats. Your hair was thrown into a loose, wild ponytail to get it out of your eyes.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been looking for you.” Jimin panted heavily as he slammed his hands onto your table.
Your eyes widen at his statement, and you blinked at him confused. “What?”
“I spent the past two weeks trying to figure out where you went, or where you were. If you hadn’t notice, you never exactly left me a number.” A light pink grazed upon your soft cheeks as you realized how you foolishly over analyzed the situation. Jimin had been looking for you.
“I was beginning to think you didn’t—”
“—well erase every negative thought about me not wanting you, because you’ve been all I’ve wanted recently.” You gulped at his suggestive comment and watched as his eyes darted from your lips to refocus on your eyes.
Getting up, you gathered your things. You whispered, “help me pack my things, so we can move into one of the study rooms.”
Jimin caught on and quickly helped you with your books. Everyone left in the library watched as Jimin The Sleaze pulled you towards the empty study rooms. He closed the door as softly as possible to avoid any suspicion from the librarian.
“Someone’s in a hurry. Why don’t you stay a bit, Jimin?” You said seductively, no longer needing to whisper due to the sound proof walls.
“Give me a reason to stay.” Jimin pulled out a chair and sat leisurely in it, legs spread wide open. He was wearing gray sweat pants and a long white shirt. His tasseled black hair peaked, exposing his forehead. He had silver rings that wrapped around his index and ring fingers. A sweet, sterling sliver bracelet dangling around his wrist.
“I’ll give you more than a reason.” You whispered as you approached him, exaggerating your hips a bit. Bending down, you grazed softly against his lips.