A: Jooniescaffe - Tumblr Posts
Let Me Have A Taste | PJM
🍸 pairing : dancer!jimin x female reader
🍸 genre : strangers to lovers, non idol au, fluff and smut.
🍸 summary : when your friends take you out for a night out, the night prior to your birthday, never did you imagine meeting a gorgeous man named Jimin and neither did you imagine for it to be one of the best birthdays of your life.
🍸 warnings : 18+, minors dni, oral (m receiving) gagging, deepthroating, daddy kink, dirty talk, cum swallowing.
a/n : Hello! 💜 So here goes my first fic and post on tumblr, please let me know what you think and I would really appreciate some feedback, thank you and enjoy reading. 💜
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This is definitely not how you imagined your birthday to go, when your friends dragged you out for a night out to celebrate because according to them, all work and no play was making you into a very dull girl, they meant dancing, drinks, good food and easy conversations, not with you on your knees in one of the club restrooms as the man above you pulls his zipper down, while you tug on your lower lip, swollen from the kisses you two shared mere moments ago.
He is breathtakingly beautiful even in the ugly glowering yellow lights of the restroom, his black hair falling on his forehead in soft bangs, glossy plump lips ~ you remember watching him on the dancefloor as he moved to the seductive beats of the song, like watching poetry in motion until you realized that you might've been downright staring for one of his friends, snaked a tattooed arm around his neck and whispered something in his ear, to which the latter laughed, poked his friend playfully in the side and then strode off the floor towards you.
You look away, focusing on your drink instead as he seats himself on the barstool next to yours.
"Hi, I'm Jimin." He introduces himself with an easy smile which takes you by surprise, cause no way a man like him, so stunning and so sexy would talk to you right? Right? But yet he was and you choked on your drink, breaking into a fit of coughs.
Jimin immediately stands up, offering you tissues and gently patting your back till the coughing subsides.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, thank you." You nod, wiping your mouth, "Hi Jimin, as you can see I'm clumsy."
His laugh is beautiful just like him, sweet airy giggles as he falls forward, one hand gripping the counter for support while he covers his mouth with the other and you've been told that you have a good sense of humor but in this moment you're so proud of yourself for making Jimin laugh.
Conversation flows easily from there on as you both talk about anything and everything, your jobs, families, friends. You learn that Jimin is a trained contemporary dancer who owns his dance studio downtown and is planning to open more while his friend Jungkook, who is now dancing with a handsome man, his tattooed arm wrapped around the guy's waist, is a gym trainer.
"That explains how effortlessly and beautifully you were dancing." You reply, taking a sip of your martini.
"Yeah, I had a feeling you liked it, I could feel your eyes on me." Jimin replies, circling his index finger on the rim of his whiskey glass, warm chocolate brown eyes locked on yours.
"I– I–" You gulp, heart hammering in your chest, trying to think of a reply.
"It's okay, I like being watched." He whispers as his gaze falls down to your lips.
Fast forward to some hot makeout in the deserted club hallway as you hold onto his sequined denim jacket for dear life while his mouth devours you, his hands gently cupping your breasts through the fabric of your dress.
"Not gonna lie, I've been thinking about your lips all night long, been wanting to kiss you so bad." Jimin mumbles softly between the heated kisses.
"Me too." You mumble, breathing uneven.
His mouth then moves down to your neck, nipping your pulse point. The moans leaving your mouth are needy but you really don't care at this point as your hands run over his chest, fingertips feeling his smooth skin and abs through the netted fabric of his vest and you catch a glimpse of his tattoo, Nevermind inked on his ribs.
You pull him up for a kiss, your fingers tangling themselves in his soft hairs, his tongue diving into your mouth for a taste hungrily, his lips tasting of whiskey and strawberries and you just can't have enough of it, gently biting on his plush lower lip as Jimin groans and presses you harder against the wall, evidence of his arousal pressing against your stomach as he pins your hands above your head, deepening the kiss.
His hands rake over your voluptuous body, memorizing every curve and dip, your head feels like it's stuffed with cotton as you whisper, "wanna taste you so bad."
You both pull back from the need of oxygen in your lungs, breathing in deeply and Jimin gently touches your cheek, his chocolate orbs locked into yours.
"You're sure? Please know that we don't have to do anything. And it's your birthday, you should be the one receiving pleasure, baby."
You touch his hand that's resting on your cheek with a soft smile, basking in the warmth of his touch. The deserted hallway is a bit cold but Jimin keeps you warm.
"Yes, I am sure. Now please, let me suck your cock." You innocently bat your eyelashes at him and he pulls you to himself, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, all teeth and tongue.
And here you are, on your knees in a club restroom while above you, Jimin pulls the zipper of his jeans down and help him pull it down all the way to his ankles, from the obvious bulge in his snug briefs he's already half hard and bucks slightly when you palm him.
"Already so worked up for me hm?"
Reaching out for his briefs, you pull them down as well, his cock springing free and nothing in this world could have prepared you for this.
Jimin is huge, both in length and girth. His cock stands half mast and is already covering half of your face, the mushroom tip is flushed red, precum pearling at the slit, veins running down the thick circumference.
Your mouth is already watering at the sight of him yet you want to savor it, to take your own time, your palm wraps around his length giving it a few experimental strokes and it swells under your touch. Curious and eager for his taste, your tongue flicks around the slit, tasting his salty slightly bitter precum as Jimin's hips buck again.
Leaning in, you gently pull the fabric of his vest up and press a kiss to his stomach as Jimin takes in a shaky breath, your lips trail down his stomach to his cock leaving feather-like kisses, reaching the tip and kissing it too.
You look up at him, the need to be stuffed full of his cock raging inside you, "Don't hold back." As your lips part and you take the head of his cock inside your mouth, his taste filling up your taste buds.
Jimin curses as the warmth of your mouth envelopes him, it's been a while.
You suckle at the head gently at first, testing waters, trying to gauge what he likes and the way his head falls back on the wall with a soft thud, bottom lip caught between his teeth as he curses breathily, he's clearly liking it a LOT.
You've always preferred your partners to be as vocal during sex as you are and Jimin is exactly that, you suck him in harder, licking a thick stripe from the base to tip as you feel him hardening in response to your simulation.
But you wanted more. More, more, more, until your mouth is stuffed full of his cock, until the only taste you remember is his, loosening your jaw, you swallow more of him, bobbing your head, taking him in deeper each time and relaxing your throat when you feel him hit the back, a moan falling out from your lips, Jimin is now fully erect.
Your head dips forward needily, until his whole cock is enveloped in your mouth, saliva dribbling down your chin and tears starting to pool in the corner of your eyes. His whole body stiffens momentarily, labored breaths giving away to breathy moans, "Baby.." his fingers enclose around your hair and you feel the first tug.
It spurs you on, desire crashing in your veins as you pull halfway back on his length and then inch forward again, lips wrapping around his mushroom tip, sucking harshly as Jimin's hold tightens in your hair while your tongue laps greedily at his slit, tasting him.
Rhythmically you bob your head, tongue flattening and curling along the underside of his shaft, licking the tip. Now the soft breathy moans tapered away to loud ones rolling from Jimin, his body reacting beautifully to you, fluid and exquisite like water.
The tenderness with which Jimin holds the side of your face makes your heart skip a beat, his fingers gently wiping off the drool around your chin, thumbing away the tears in your eyes. His hand then moves to the back of your head right beside his other hand and grips a fistful of hair, this tug harder than the previous one.
You moan as Jimin tugs at your hair again with the other hand this time, his hips buck and he slowly pushes halfway in before pulling back out, finding a rhythm, your eyes lock with Jimin's as he watches you through half lidded eyes, brown irises swirling with want.
Hollowing your cheeks, you continue taking him deep as his hips pick a faster pace, "Ffuucckk…" Jimin curses, tugging at your hair harder causing you to whimper. You pull back from his cock with a lewd pop and now use your hands, one to stroke his length and the other to massage his balls, all the while your lips suckle at the tip.
"Babyy.. fuuckkk.." He moans again.
"This feels so.. so fucking good.."
"Yeah?" You smirk, "So glad you're loving it, Daddy."
You freeze realizing what you've just said, Jimin obviously heard it too from the way his eyes flick with confusion. Well, you've always had a tiny little daddy kink, oh who are you kidding? You've always had daddy kink being the power bottom that you are, some of your partners liked it, some of them not so much and you definitely hadn't intended to call Jimin, Daddy on your very first encounter but it just happened, seeing how much your hands and mouth drove him to pleasure, his beautiful features contorted in arousal, him calling you baby, the word sounding so sinful and sweet from his lips.
"What did you just call me?"
"I– I'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable–" You aren't able to complete as Jimin speaks again.
"What did you just call me, babygirl?"
"Da– Daddy…" a thrill runs through your body.
The next moment you feel his fingers tightening around your hair, guiding your mouth back to his cock and you comply, taking him in. The thrust of his hips is harsher this time and you feel him hit the back of your throat as he holds you there, making you gag around him.
"So beautiful.." Jimin's voice drops to a rich, husky note as he gently caresses the bulge of your cheek from deepthroating his cock, he releases his grip on your hair a little and thrusts up again, his hips moving in a faster, rougher pace.
Whimpers escape your throat, vibrating around his length and you stable yourself by gripping his muscular thighs, tears falling down your cheeks.
"Doing so good babygirl. Wanna fuck that pretty mouth of yours all night long." Jimin praises you, watching his spit slick dick disappear into the warm cavern of your mouth as he fucks your throat, his words and the jolt of pleasure running straight to your core causing you to mewl around his cock.
"You like that don't you? You like when Daddy fucks that pretty mouth of yours?" Jimin growls through clenched teeth and you nod, teary eyed.
"Your mouth feels so.. so fucking good baby..." Jimin continues burying his length in deep, harder and then pulls back from your mouth, a thin trail of spit connecting his cock head to your lips and it pops as he strokes his length.
"Want me to cum on you?" He asks, bottom lip trapped between his teeth, siren eyes laced with desire as he strokes himself faster, his orgasm approaching, you nod, licking your lips.
"Where do you want my load babygirl? On your boobies or on your tongue?"
You open your mouth, sticking your tongue out, "Shit. Shit. Shiittt.." he curses.
Two or three more strokes are all it takes for Jimin to tip over the edge, head falling back, plump lips part open as his hot cum spurts from the tip and you take it all in, his salty, slightly bitter, sweet taste enveloping your taste buds, some of it gets on your face and some drips down from the corners of your mouth but you lick it all clean and open your mouth again to show him his seed before swallowing it.
"That was the best birthday gift I've ever had, thank you Daddy." You manage to speak, your voice hoarse from all the fucking and moaning as you place a kiss on the tip of Jimin's cock and tuck him back in.
Jimin's strong arms wrap around you, picking you up as his lips meet yours in a passionate kiss and he groans, licking into your mouth, tasting himself on you.
He then places soft kisses on your cheeks, nose, eyes and finally forehead as he places you on the washroom countertop, moving away a bit to grab tissues for the both of you.
"So.." He says as he gently cleans your face with a tissue, "how about we ditch this place, go back to my apartment and watch a cute rom-com with some snacks, instant ramen and hot chocolate? We'll cuddle, share slow, lingering kisses."
"Sounds perfect. But I might need to get a change of clothes from my apartment." You smile, running your fingers through his hair.
"You can wear mine, I have a spare set of hoodie and pajamas, then tomorrow we'll celebrate your birthday, I'll take you out on a date."
"I would love that."
You lips find Jimin's as he holds your face in his hands, the kiss tender and sweet.
"Think you can fuck my tits next?" You ask as you both walk out of the club, hand in hand after saying your goodbyes to your friends.
Jimin looks at you, wide eyed and flushed cheeks, making you giggle as you lean in to kiss his cheek, when he pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around your waist, lips mere inches away from each other.
"Yes babygirl, I can. But before that, your birthday present awaits." He replies huskily, fingers stealthily tiptoeing around your arousal.
"Happy Birthday Baby."
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