𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 | 𝐉𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤

He sat in the back of the car with his head turned towards the window. He watched behind water-stained glass as the landscape passed by at a moderate speed. He was finally at peace. He could feel the essence of a new beginning in the atmosphere around him. It was good to get away.He sat in the back of the car and hummed an oh so familiar tune, one he would hum or sing in times like these. Times where he felt calm and rest assured that things were going to get better. Times where he knew that he had the strength to carry on.

He sat in the back of the car with his head turned towards the window. He watched behind water-stained glass as the car turned down a prestigious street. Lights of red, yellow, white, and orange merged into a beautiful kaleidoscope of colors as the car's speed increased. Yes, it was wet and slippery outside, but the driver didn't seem fazed. He needed to get his passenger to his accommodation as soon as possible, and no slippery tarmac was going to stop him.

He sat in the back of the car with his eyes now closed as he continued to hum that comforting tune. He felt the car take turns left and right. They stopped once, twice, and they were off again. The young man continued to hum softly, and in his ears, he could hear the pitter patter of the drops as they collided with the glass, only adding to the previous water stains. Without realizing, the corners of his lips upturned in a soft smile, and he rested further into his seat.

Fifteen minutes went by, or was it twenty? Perhaps half an hour? The male couldn't be certain, but he eventually arrived at his destination. The car came to a squeaky halt in front of a tall opaque yellow ochre building with yellow lights and a luxurious marquee with the words "𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒" engraved in gold-plated steel.

The driver had already disembarked the vehicle and held his door open for him. Then he proceeded to retrieve the luggage from the trunk and handed it to his waiting passenger. With smiles and curt nods, they both parted ways.

The young man sighed and looked at the building he was about to enter. 'Finally, this is where it begins, a new life, new people, new opportunities," he thought to himself. With a smile, he placed one foot in front of the other and walked through the awaiting doors, the pitter patter being long forgotten.

The interior of the building was spick and span. The cliché red carpet looked brand new and there were no visible traces of footprints or anything to show that it is worn out. The floors that bordered the carpet seemed to be over-polished, the walls showed no evidence of muck or dust and alas the huge chandelier dangling from the ceiling was the finishing touch.

It was fancy yet simple. He continued walking to the front desk where he saw a mop of blond hair floating behind it. When he got closer, the person to which the hair belonged was seated in a swivel chair with their focus on the computer screen.

One, two, three, four steps more and he was finally just a few centimeters away from the desk. The receptionist's attention quickly left the screen and was now directed at him. The young man's steps halted for a brief moment as he allowed his eyes to take in the appearance of the man behind the desk.

His eyes were sharp and deadly but the blinding smile which showed a clear contrast between the two, caused the man to raise an eyebrow. His skin was a beautiful caramel color and it lightly glistened under the lights. His coif was simple but yet the few stray strands showed just how much the other had worked that particular day...however, you could only see those small details if you thoroughly inspected him.

The man rose from his seat and his suit straightened out the best it could without any assistance. He was a built man and boy, was he tall. The man continued to walk slowly until he stood an inch or two shorter than the other.

"Good evening Sir and welcome to Tower Heights. My name is Park Jimin and I'll be more than happy to assist you."

The shorter couldn't believe the chills that sprinted up and down his spine the moment Mr. Park spoke. He couldn't help the shy smile he now had on his face.

"H-hi, I was wondering if there are any rooms available." he ended with a smile but mentally kicked himself about his stutter.

"Give me just a moment please," Jimin said before he sat back in his chair and began tapping away on the keyboard. This gave the guest an opportunity to feast his eyes upon the other. His well shaped eyebrows furrowed and his plump lips unconsciously formed a pout as he focused on the screen.

The young man was so busy staring that he didn't realize when Jimin addressed him the first, second, or third time.

"Sir? Are you still with me?" He asked with a slight chuckle.

"Hmm? Sorry about that, jet lag...umm did you say something?"

"Understandable. I said our single rooms are currently full."

"Oh. Then what about double rooms?"

"I'm afraid some are reserved and others are occupied."

"I see...do you have anything available at all?"

"Well we have two suites...A Deluxe Suite and an Executive Suite."

"I'll take the Deluxe Suite please."

"Very well Sir...may I ask your name?"

"Jeon Jungkook."

"And how long will you be staying with us?"

"Umm, I'm not sure yet. I will be here for a while. "

"Alright, and how will you be paying?"

"Credit," he said as he handed over his card to Jimin. Jungkook blushed slightly when their hands brushed each other. He couldn’t believe that he’s blushing this much…it must be a sin to blush this much after meeting someone less than five minutes ago.

"And that's it! All of your information is here in our system. "

"Wonderful!"

"Allow me to show you to your room, Mr. Jeon."

Jungkook smiled and nodded. Jimin took up the keycard and rounded the desk to be by Jungkook's side. The man easily towered over Jungkook when he stood in front of him to take his luggage.

"This way..." Jimin said in a soft husky voice and Jungkook was sure that he let out a whimper. 'Jeez, pull it together Jeon' he thought to himself before following Jimin to the elevators. They boarded the elevator and Jimin pressed the button to go to the 34th floor.

They rode in silence, nothing but the faint sound of music from the elevator's speakers could be heard. After a while, the silence started to bother Jungkook and he really didn't want to ride 34 floors in a closed off area with a hot man standing just a few inches from him.

He'd die if he didn't hear his voice,  so naturally, he tried to start a conversation.

"Hey I don't mean to be rude but do receptionists usually escort guests to their rooms?" Jungkook asked, trying not to sound too judgmental but luckily for him, Jimin didn't think of the question in that light.

"No they don't. And I'm not the receptionist, I'm actually the manager here."

"Oh really?" Jungkook asked since he was genuinely curious.

"Yes, I'm filling in for the receptionist because he's ill."

"Interesting. I've never heard of managers or supervisors taking on the role of their subordinates."

Jimin laughs a little and Jungkook smiles again, "Personally, I don't believe that just because you have a particular position in a company that doesn't mean you cannot help where it is needed. We're all supposed to be a team and if one of us is more than capable to take on the role then why shouldn't we?"

"Finally I meet someone that thinks the way I do!"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah! I always wondered why people in 'high positions' like to give orders and then complain about something not being done right. Then there are those who flaunt their superiority and think that doing a subordinate's job is beneath them," Jungkook finished with an eye roll.

Jimin couldn't help but laugh at Jungkook's body language. "Sounds to me like you're speaking from experience, Mr. Jeon."

"You don't know the half of it. 'It happens to the best of us' they say or, 'We're preparing you for your future', ha! Give me a break. "

"Don't forget the 'We do this because we love and care for you'. We all know you only care about the position you hold in this firm..."

"And it's like they forget that they're ordinary human beings outside of their working hours..."

"Exactly. Many times I put up with their attitude during the day but you see when our shift is over and we walk through those doors, all that power they think they had over me immediately dissipates and I let them know that."

"As. You. Should. POP OFF KING!! Show them who's boss!" Jungkook loudly added while flipping his hair sassily.

Jimin doesn't know why he keeps laughing at whatever Jungkook does but he embraces the peace and calm since he’s had a long and tiring day due to him working two jobs simultaneously.

Jungkook on the other hand felt warm inside. He really liked Jimin's laughs and deep chuckles and he liked them even more knowing he was the cause of such manly sounds.

"Why are we talking to each other like we were friends for a long time?" Jimin asked with his body slightly turned towards Jungkook who mimicked his stance before shrugging.

"I'm suffering from jet lag and you're either high on caffeine or the lack thereof."

"Hmm, perhaps you're right. You're an easy person to talk to Mr. Jeon..."

"Okay...I'll have to stop you right there, Park..." Jungkook's voice suddenly became serious and he was no longer smiling. This left Jimin confused and wondered if he said something out of line.

"After that little talk we just had, you really think I'll let you call me 'Mr. Jeon'?..."

"I-i...."

"The name's Jungkook from now on," he held out his hand for Jimin to shake while sporting a toothy grin. Jimin released a breathless chuckle and shook hands with Jungkook.

"Then call me Jimin...Jungkook."

"Okay...Jimin."

And the two males laughed again, mentally wondering what was wrong with them.

Not long after, they arrived at their floor and Jimin was first off the elevator with Jungkook trailing behind him. Jungkook allowed his eyes to roam the back of Jimin's body. He couldn't believe how attractive he was from the back.

He had a muscular back, a small waist and toned glutes. But sadly his suit obstructed his view and he had to rely on his imagination...for now.

"Here we are Jungkook...welcome to the Deluxe Suite!" Jimin said before dramatically unlocking the door and turning the lights on. Jungkook snickered and walked in.

"Oh wow!" He said with wide doe eyes. "Jimin...this is...BEAUTIFUL!! I GET TO STAY HERE?!"

"Yes you paid for it!"

"Nooo this is like a palace compared to where I lived."

The room was absolutely beautiful in Jungkook's eyes. It was a cream painted room with wine colored furniture and was accentuated with shimmery gold pieces such as lamps, seat covers, curtains and so on. Jungkook stood at the entrance and took in its beauty. Jimin smiled and approached him slowly. He stood a bit closer than he should and Jungkook gulped at the sudden closeness.

"Allow me to show you around your new palace, my Prince,"  he said jokingly in a low voice and sported a smirk while extending his arm for Jungkook to take. Jungkook couldn't help the blush that crept from his cheeks to his ears and to his neck, but nevertheless, he accepted Jimin's arm and allowed himself to be shown around the suite.

Jimin showed him the living room, the dining room, the kitchenette, the bedroom with a balcony and bathroom attached as well as his closet. Although Jungkook was in awe of the room, his mind focused on Jimin's bicep. His bicep was big and firm, it was clear that Jimin worked out often. He couldn't help but squeeze it from time to time and Jungkook had to suppress his moan each time he did that and hoped that Jimin didn't notice.

His prayers seemed to be answered since Jimin didn't show any signs of acknowledgement. The tour was soon over and Jimin was about to take his leave much to Jungkook's displeasure. Jimin led them back to the main corridor and was making his way towards the door but suddenly turned and headed towards the telephone instead.

"Ah yes, I almost forgot. Here are the numbers to any of the services within this hotel. Front desk is line 1, line 2 is room service, line 3 is maintenance and line 4 is housekeeping," Jimin gestured to the corresponding numbers as he spoke and Jungkook nodded his head . "However if you do forget which number is which, there is a little card here in this drawer with the information you need."

"Perfect!" Jungkook added with a smile, and Jimin forgot to blink for a second…just a second.

"Oh and by the way…you can also dial 5…"

"Who's on line 5?"

"I am…that's the direct line to my office,"  Jimin said while making direct contact with Jungkook, who blinked twice.

He then gasped dramatically and said, "You mean I get to call the MANAGER whenever I want?! Oh heavens, what have I done to deserve such treatment?" he finished by turning his body slightly away from Jimin who released a deep chuckle.

He looked at his wristwatch and noted that he should leave so that Jungkook could get settled in. He took a few short steps towards Jungkook who was still turned away from him. Again Jimin stood a little too close as if he doesn't know that personal space exists and that Jungkook finds it hard to breathe when he's standing that close!

"Yes, you get to call me whenever you want…" his voice trailed off and Jungkook slowly turned his head and his eyes met with Jimin's. The two men silently stood a few inches apart and permitted their eyes to speak on their behalf. Jungkook wanted him and he hoped Jimin would pick that up if he really looked at him, but again…Jimin didn't seem to think the same way.

"…it's late, you should get some rest. Goodnight Jungkook," he concluded and pulled away slightly with his eyes still trained on Jungkook's as if he wouldn't leave until Jungkook replied.

After some time, Jungkook softly replied "Goodnight, Jimin and thank you," while trying his best to conceal his flustered state. Jimin smiled and finally pulled away before making his way to the door. He looked at Jungkook again and left silently.

The moment the door closed, Jungkook released a breath he didn't know he was holding. He took off his coat and looked around the room again. A shower…he needed a shower both to calm him down and to erase all of the essence of traveling off his body.

He wheeled his valise into his room and took out his moisturizers, toothbrush, toothpaste, mouthwash, and his choice of nightwear; a black silk nightgown with spaghetti straps and a matching underwear. He took those into the bathroom with him and laid them on the counter along with his moisturizers.

He took off his loosened tie, slacks and dress shirt before removing his vest and underwear. Jungkook then walked into his shower and turned the hot water knob. He sighed as soon as the water touched his skin, instantly relaxing his muscles. Jungkook sucked his teeth when he remembered that he didn't bring his shampoo, conditioner or body wash with him and opted to use the ones the hotel provided for the time being.

After his 30 minute shower, he turned the water off and stepped out into the steamy bathroom. He reached for a small towel that he used to dry his hair. Then he grabbed the larger fluffy white towel before he dried his body off. He was sure to dry under his breasts and his vagina well. When he was sure that he was completely dried, he hung the towels back on the rack and walked towards the counter.

Once there he applied a little face cream and moisturizer on his skin, then he brushed his teeth and used mouthwash. He took his panties and pulled them on then he slipped his nightgown over his head. The young man left the bathroom after switching off the light and laid on his bed. Jungkook suddenly felt tired and his eyelids felt heavy. He gave way to them after turning off the bedside lamp. In just a few moments, Jungkook found himself under the covers and into a deep sleep.

After his night routine, Jungkook came out of the bathroom and was stunned to see Jimin manspreading as he sat on his bed with eyes set on the bathroom’s entrance. Jungkook stood frozen in his place as he watched Jimin’s eyes roam all over his body. Jungkook was wearing a white lace nightgown and matching panties…it showed everything and Jungkook has never felt more exposed when wearing something.

“Come here baby,” Jimin said in a husky voice and leaned back to support his weight on his palms. ‘Baby?’ Jungkook wondered and softly whimpered at the pet name before he took slow steps towards Jimin. He noted how Jimin was only wearing a boxer which left all of his muscles exposed. Just like Jimin, his eyes traveled across every inch of his toned body that he was graced to see with his two eyes.

“Sit,” Jimin said in the same voice and gestured to his lap with his eyes. Jungkook gulped before he straddled Jimin's lap. He felt a little awkward and small under Jimin’s gaze, he didn’t even know where to put his hands.

Jimin smirked and leaned closer to Jungkook. The latter flinched when he felt warm hands caressing his thighs in a teasing manner followed by a warm breath against his neck. “Why’d you put this on knowing it’ll be off in a matter of seconds, hmm?”. As if his tone wasn’t enough to make Jungkook wet, the soft kisses trailing from his neck to his collar bone were sure to do the trick.

“I wanted to look pretty…” Jungkook responded in a shaky voice to which Jimin hummed and smirked.

Jimin’s hands never ceased their movements and Jungkook slowly lost control of his own body as the kisses continued. Hands were now gripping his waist tightly and they pulled him closer to Jimin’s body. His arms automatically wrapped around the taller’s neck as he leaned closer to connect their lips in a sweet kiss.

What started out as a sweet slow and innocent kiss, eventually developed into something more. Their kiss became rougher and sloppier. Jungkook's hips had a mind of their own as they moved back and forth creating friction on Jimin’s groin. The latter groaned and grabbed Jungkook’s ass before kissing and nibbling at his neck again.

“Mmmh~” he moaned and tilted his neck to give Jimin more access. He kept grinding his hips on Jimin’s crotch which he felt stiffening by the second. Jimin used his nose to slowly slide the strap off of Jungkook’s shoulder and was sure to leave more kisses across his chest. Slowly but surely, one side of the nightgown slid down and revealed one of Jungkook’s perky breasts.

The latter shivered when he felt the cold air hit his nipple, causing goosebumps to appear on his skin and areola to shrink. His lover left kisses along his tit before taking the nipple in his mouth. The sudden change in temperatures caused Jungkook to moan again and pulled Jimin’s head closer to his breast.

He felt as the man sucked and grazed his teeth against the perked bud. He tangled his fingers in Jimin’s hair and grinded his hips harder onto the man. “Mmmh, Jimin~” he moaned. Jimin pulled away and looked at him, “Yeah baby?” he asked knowing full well where Jungkook was going with this.

“I want you- mmh~” Jungkook moaned again when he felt Jimin massaging his abused nipple.

“You want me?”

“Yes…please~”

“Tell Daddy what you want, baby,” he responded and pulled away from Jungkook, causing the latter to pout and whine.

“Want you to fuck me daddy~” Jungkook whined before pulling Jimin in for another kiss. Jimin smirked into the kiss and flipped them over. Jungkook was now laying flat on his back with Jimin settled between his legs. The latter removed his nightgown completely and grinded his hips onto Jungkook’s.

They kissed for a while longer before Jimin trailed kisses from the corner of his lips, down to his neck, along his cleavage and continued along his stomach until he reached the waistband of Jungkook’s lace panties. The panties were clearly ruined due to the amount of fluids flowing from Jungkook’s privates. Upon seeing this, Jimin planted a kiss directly on his drenched clothed privates.

He made eye contact with Jungkook before grabbing the waistband and sliding them off the latter’s hips. This gave him a closer look at his prize. He licked his lips and said “Pretty pussy baby.” before diving in tongue first.

Jungkook gasped at the sudden contact and closed his legs but Jimin held them open. He licked between the folds and sucked hard on his clit.

"Ahhh~" Jungkook moaned before grabbing a fist full of Jimin's hair. This didn't stop Jimin as he licked and sucked up all the juices that spewed from Jungkook's pussy.

Whenever he sucked on his clit he hummed and the vibrations had Jungkook arching his back and moaning loudly. "Fuck!"

Jimin's cock grew harder, if that was possible, due to Jungkook's sweet moans. He used the slick from his lover's dripping cunt as a lube before inserting his index finger. He quickly added another finger as Jungkook quickly adapted to the first.

After three fingers,  he pulled away and Jungkook groaned in disapproval. He quickly removed his boxers and his red cock sprang out. Jungkook subconsciously spread his legs wider and stared at the cock that was currently being lubed up.

Jimin smiled at Jungkook's actions and positioned himself at his lover's entrance. He slowly slid himself in and Jungkook's jaw dropped and his eyes rolled back at the feeling of being filled. Once Jimin bottomed out, he waited a while for Jungkook to adjust to the new feeling before he slowly started moving.

Jungkook moaned softly as Jimin thrusted in and out of him. Jimin buried his face in the crook of Jungkook's neck and picked up the pace. "Ahh~" Jungkook moaned as the pleasure took over him.

In no time Jimin was ramming into his lover quickly and the latter clung to him like a Koala.

"Fuck me Daddy,  ahh~!" The bottom moaned over and over again.

Jungkook's body was warm and sweaty, his back arched off the bed each time he felt a thrust. His eyes were closed and he fondled his nipples with his free hand. Suddenly he was awakened by something wet and sticky squirting from his pussy. His eyes flung open when reality set in.

There he laid on his bed with both his nightgown and underwear discarded revealing his naked body and four of his fingers were shoved deep into his pussy.

He tried to slow down his breathing and removed his fingers. He groaned and sat up before looking at the vacant spot beside him.

"Shit! Damn I need to get laid." he said and instantly, a replay of Jimin standing a few inches away from him flashed into his mind. "One way or another…I'll have you Park Jimin."