Chapter 3: Rising Action
Jimin propped his chin atop Jungkook's chest, grinning wickedly down at him while pressing the feather to his nose. The plume tickled the other boy's nostrils, and Jungkook's squirming in response only amplified the teasing sensation.
"You know how much I love this," Jimin whispered devilishly, his breath warm against Jungkook's neck. The other boy groaned beneath him – he both loved and hated this playful torture.
"You're such a tease, babe," he murmured, eyes fluttering closed as he tried to savor the tickling sensation without sneezing.
Jimin bristled in mock offense, feigning hurt. "Just appreciating the view," he said, smoothing his hands lower, down to Jungkook's flat stomach before hooking his fingers into the waistband of his silk pajama bottoms.
Jungkook bit his lower lip in response, trying to will away the tickle in his nose. Jimin knew exactly what he was doing – the sneeze-tease had long since become a favorite bedroom game for them, a dance that pushed their boundaries further and further each time they played.
"Relax," Jimin cooed, leaning in to kiss the other boy's temple gently. "Let it out."
"And ruin your fun?" Jungkook grumbled, shifting underneath him.
Jimin couldn't help but smirk, wiggling the feather ever-so-slightly against his nose. He could feel Jungkook's desire for him to continue, even as he protested the teasing.
A soft chuckle escaped Jimin's lips as he met Jungkook's gaze. "You love it," he murmured, leaning up to pepper the other boy's neck with kisses, each one a little more urgent than before.
Jungkook groaned, arching up into the other boy.
There was no denying it – Jimin had him wrapped around his finger, and they both knew it. The sneeze-tease was just one of the many ways Jimin knew exactly how to touch, tease, and torture Jungkook until they were both begging for release.
"You know what else I love?" Jimin murmured, his deep brown eyes sparkling with mischief as he regarded Jungkook below him.
"What?" Jungkook asked, still squirming under the soft touch of the feather tickling his nose.
His breath was starting to hitch, and Jimin could feel him getting closer.
Jimin smiled down at him, a wicked look alight in his eyes. "Your nipples," he responded, and before Jungkook could say anything else, Jimin was leaning down and capturing one of the hardened peaks between his lips.
Jungkook gasped at the sudden sensation, arching his back off the bed involuntarily as Jimin's hands began to massage and knead his other nipple.
It was an unexpected rush of pleasure, a sensation that rocketed through his body and straight to his core, and it left him breathless.
Jimin smirked around the nipple in his mouth, and Jungkook could see a faint flicker of pleasure in his eyes as he watched him react. It was obvious that Jimin loved this – the sight of his lover losing control, gasping and writhing and squirming underneath him. Jungkook felt himself growing even more aroused knowing that he was the one causing it.
He loved seeing Jimin like this, confident and in control, his every move and gesture a combination of skilled seduction and deep affection. They had long since discovered one another’s desires, but experiencing them firsthand was still a thrill.
Jimin continued to tease and tantalize Jungkook’s nipples with his mouth and hands while the feather danced across his nose. The sensations were maddening. He bit his lip, trying to hold back both the sneeze and the moan that threatened to escape from deep within his chest.
The combination of both sensations was overwhelming, and as Jimin's hands manipulated his body, he wasn't sure which one was going to win out first.
"Jimin, please," he whispered, using the other boy's name like a lifeline in the midst of the storm that was threatening to overtake him. His entire body shook, and Jimin's mouth on his nipple grew more insistent.
"You want me to stop?" Jimin asked, pulling away just enough so that he could look Jungkook in the eyes.