~ Breakfast ~
pairing: lim jimin x fem reader
genre: smut, pwnp or very little plot
warnings: none!
words: 2.3k
A/N: hello there, guess who is back to writing again! i'm currently in the process of writing a longer fic with multiple parts, but i wrote this in the meantime because my onlyb group chat and i are going crazy over limji so i had to deliver, this is for all of my pookies in the onlyb.rain rot chat <3
It’s an early morning for you as you wanted to make breakfast for your boyfriend before he went off to work. He’s been extremely busy with his group as he’s found some new success after his latest tour. He has been working on their new album with his members, inputting ideas for new songs and choreography. Last night was the first time he’s been able to spend more than a couple of hours with you, so you want to make this morning easy for him before he goes back off to the studio.
You’ve already finished with the toast and now you’re working on the eggs for his breakfast. The coffee is already brewed so you just have to wait for the eggs to be done frying for your breakfast to be complete.
“Good morning, beautiful.” You hear the sleepy and grumbly voice of your boyfriend come from around the corner. You look to see the beautiful face of Jimin coming closer to you with his groggy morning voice sending shivers down your spine. You love these moments because his voice is as sweet as ever but much more sultry and deep. “I woke up to the delicious smell and had to see what you were making.”
“Just something simple.” You smile as he walks behind you and wraps his arms around your waist. You relish in how he puts his face in your neck while you top off the eggs with a little bit of salt and pepper before they’re finished cooking. “I wanted to make sure you got a chance to eat before you left me.”
“Mm, you know I don’t want to leave you.” His strong arms squeeze you gently as he sighs into your neck, making your skin crawl in the best way. “But I appreciate you making breakfast for me before I have to go.”
“Of course, you’ve been working so hard and doing so much for this next comeback, I wanted to make sure you were still being taken care of.” You feel the light mumble of his lips against your neck at your praise, meaning your words are reaching him.
“You’re so good to me, my baby, how could I do something for you in return?” He asks, leaving soft kisses on your shoulder.
The simple kiss has you weak in the knees already. It’s not like the Lim Jimin couldn’t make you putty in his hands if he wanted to; you would fold for him in a heartbeat just from his beautiful smile. You hum along, taking the pan of eggs off of the burner setting them on a cool one so they stop cooking. Your hands find his and you hold him while pressing your weight into him. You find that his morning wood hasn’t been taken care of yet which explains partially his way of greeting you this morning. “I think if you remind me of one of the many reasons why I put up with your snoring, I would make you breakfast in the morning more often.”
“Mm, because you love me?” His hands move to hold onto your hips, pulling your ass closer to him so you can feel him more. “Because you get a sense of pride seeing how you turn me on?” When he slowly grinds into you, he eats up the way that you try to keep the moan in your throat. “Because I know how to push your buttons and make you cum with just my voice?”
“Okay, that was one time.” You whine, turning in his embrace to see the shit eating grin he has on his face. He’s still shirtless so you gently tug on the waistband of his sweatpants, impatience starting to bubble up. He’s lifted his chin up so you can’t easily kiss him and you love his teasing personality most of the time, emphasis on most. “How can you sit here and tease me when I just made breakfast for you?”
“Because I want to eat something else instead.” He grabs you from underneath your thighs easily and places you on the kitchen counter. He slots himself easily between your legs and smirks at the way you wrap yours around his waist. “Sounds like you’re hungry for something else as well.”
“Of course I am, when you’re so busy creating amazing music, I’ve got to eat it up when I can.” Your arms wrap around his neck, playing with his messy black hair before tugging him closer to your face. “Now kiss me before I go insane.”
His chuckle is light before he moves in to press his lips to yours. The kiss is slow and passionate at first, his lips already parted for open mouth kisses. Jimin eats up the way you’re eager for him, knowing that you love him so much and are just as obsessed with him as he is with you. He knows that he makes you feel good, that he is the only one you think about when you send him the lingerie pictures while he’s working late at the studio, that he’s the only one who can make you cum five times in one day. You were basically made for him and he is made for you in return.
You can’t help but pull him closer, wanting all of him overwhelming all of your senses. You love the way his thumbs move up your shirt so he can feel your skin. You love the way he bites your lip when he wants to include tongue in your kiss. You love the way he slowly grinds into you so you can feel just how hard he is for you. His scent is warm and musky, making you feel cozy and taken care of while he makes sure you feel good.
When he feels you grind back against him, he can't take it anymore. “Fuck, baby, you’re driving me crazy doing that.” He pulls away from you to grab at the hem of your panties, pleased when you eagerly lift yourself off of the counter so he can take them off of you. He has the best view of your pussy now, the inside of your lips already glistening with arousal. His dick twitches when he looks at you opening wider for him, inviting him in. He quickly pushes down his sweatpants and his underwear so his cock can breathe. He groans when the air hits his sensitive tip, already a bright pink and ready to bury into you. “Please let me in, baby.”
“I’m not just waiting for anyone, Limji.” You smirk, the way that he’s desperate for you sends flashes of heat down to your core. “You’re the only one who gets to cum in me.”
“Fuck,” He grabs his dick and lines himself up with you. He praises the fact the kitchen counter puts you at the perfect height for him to fuck you. He pushes his dick into you and heaves out when he’s finally feeling the warmth of your walls around him. He takes notice of your eyebrows scrunching up as he’s pushing into you and tries hard to prevent himself from pounding into you. He wants to make sure you feel good this morning. Sure, most other times he knows you give consent for him to go as crazy as he wants, but he wants to make you feel good since you went out of your way to make breakfast for him this morning. Once he’s as buried as he can be, he waits for you to nod before he keeps going.
You hold onto the back of his neck and kiss him hard while he pulls out of you and pushes back in. You start moaning into his mouth when you feel him drag against your walls. You always love the way that he fuck you, so full of love and power. Jimin is a great lover, so ready to make sure that you feel good and ready to push you to your limits. He knows how to get you to your climax easily because he knows you inside and out. The angle of the kitchen counter makes it great as you don’t have to exert energy to keep you up on him and he has the counter to hold onto. When he’s found his rhythm, fully fitting inside of you and rolling his hips slowly, you can’t help but break out of your kiss. “Fuck, Limji, baby, you feel so good.”
He groans at your praise, loving when you compliment him. The praise kink that was pulled out of him after he met you has made his sex life much more enjoyable. He starts moving faster, holding your hips tightly. He loves hearing how your moans become higher pitched from the increase of speed. He loves the way your nails dig into the back of his shoulders while you hold onto him. He loves watching your jaw slack while you try to control your breathing. “God, my pretty girl, I can’t help myself.” He sees the way you bite your lip while working on trying to grind into him more. He takes this opportunity to grab your chin and lift it harshly so you look at him. He sees your eyes are hazy when you look at him, getting lost in the pleasure of your love making. He kisses you hard and starts pounding into you, eating up the broken moans that you can’t help but let fall off of your lips. “You take my cock so well.”
You can feel the way your coil starts tightening from his relentless pace. The sounds coming from you two are so filthy and you know your neighbors hate you. You love when he manhandles you, grabbing your chin roughly, leaving light bruises on your hips from his fingers, hands tugging on your nipples harshly, all to bring you closer to your peak. He pushes your shirt up over your breasts so he can play with your nipples, fingers also brushing over the marks he had left the night before. When he claims you with his mouth, his fingers, his cum, it makes your mind spin in the best ways. You’re always going to be his and he will claim you in the most sensual ways. “Limji, please, more, fuck I want you so bad. Please, more!”
“More?” He smirks at your request, not changing the way his pace is but instead slows down. When you whine against him and try to pull him closer, he grabs your wrists from around his neck and pins them to the cupboards above. “You’ve got to be more specific, my baby. How am I going to take care of you if you don’t tell me?”
“Fuck me harder, please Limji!” You open your eyes, pleading for him to take you to your climax. You struggle lightly against his grip to get him to hold you tighter. “Please fuck me, use me, please fill me with your cum and let me cum with you please!”
“That’s what I wanted to hear, my good girl.” He starts pounding into you hard and fast, earning a strangled moan from you as you lose your grip around his waist. He takes that as his opportunity to open your legs wider and allow him more access. He was already three steps from climax when he pushed into you, his morning wood was not playing around. When he feels your walls constrict around him to chase your own high, he immediately folds and lets out a loud groan while he cums in you, painting your insides white. He slows down his hips slightly so he can bring his hand down to your clit and rub harshly. “Fuck, baby, cum with me please, let me feel you. Come on, sweetheart.”
The added stimulation to your clit on top of him cumming inside of you has you almost crying from the pleasure as your orgasm hits you. Your hips convulse as you try to ride him, mumbling profanities while your pussy flutters around his cock. It’s so warm and messy and sticky but you love this. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as you feel the heat start to escape your body. Jimin gently rubs your clit as he feels you cum, wanting to milk out every spasm from you. When you can finally close your mouth and try to regain your breathing, your eyes flutter open to see Jimin watching you, seeing the way your pleasure is painted on your face. You smile sweetly at him, seeing how his demeanor changes back to the sweet, doting boyfriend. “We’ve got to utilize the kitchen counter more often.”
He chuckles at your comment. “I agree. Sorry that I didn’t last that long. You know the hold you have on me.”
“Oh I know.” You smile, taking back your hands so you can brush his messy hair. “And don’t apologize, I still came too so all is well.” You sigh when he rests his head into your hands, being very sweet. “Besides, we didn’t have a lot of time before you had to get ready for the day. And the true intention was breakfast, actually.”
“Speaking of,” Your boyfriend pulls out of you and leaves you for a split second to grab the plate you had set aside for him. He puts the cooked egg on the toast, picks up the piece, and takes a bite before humming happily. “We’ve got to replenish our energy.”
When he holds out the piece to you, you chuckle before taking a bite. You note that even after fucking, it’s actually not that cold. “Not bad. But you do taste better.”
“Hey now,” He teasingly warns you, pinching your cheek in the process. “We don’t have time for that.”
“Are you sure?” You look at the stove to see what time it is. “Once we are done eating, if we combine it with shower time, we could have some more time.”
His brown eyes are warm with love, knowing that even if you are just horny, you do want to make him feel good and appreciated. “We do have to get cleaned up after all.”