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It was their fifteenth outing when Yoongi finally invited Jimin to his apartment for a movie night.

The older boy invited him inside, making him take off his jacket and sit on the couch.

Soon they were curled up on it, with a cup of tea in their hands and a new series on the TV.

Yoongi had also prepared something to eat.

The younger boy's phone suddenly vibrated, making him take his attention away from the TV.

"Okay, I know this is my first time here, but my roommate asked if I could stay over. Apparently his boyfriend invited himself in our apartment and wants to stay the night with him." Jimin asked after a while, feeling his cheeks redden.

"Sure." The older boy smiled at him, making Jimin smile as well.

The younger one quickly texted his friend and huffed at the reply he received.

"Have fun and remember to use condoms."

He put his phone on the coffee table in front of them, continuing to watch the show.

Yoongi’s arm was around his shoulders, holding him close to him.

Jimin’s eyes widened as the show’s main characters started kissing, not stopping there.

Sure, they hadn’t shown anything explicit, but he could imagine the situation when he saw the two half naked in their bed the next day.

His gaze shifted up to the eldest, biting his lower lip between his teeth.

It was their fifteenth date and their first kiss had been on the fifth.

Nothing had happened between them yet and the kisses were so few and chaste.

Every time Jimin tried to do something more, like slide his tongue into his mouth, Yoongi would pull away.

Okay, maybe Jimin shouldn't have hit on him in public, but the older one could have invited him to continue at his place...

They had been dating for a couple of months and yet, he still hadn't heard Yoongi talk about anything serious.

Even his roommate said that it was a little weird, that he needed to talk to him.

What if Yoongi wasn't serious about them two?

But if that's the case, then why did he invite him to his place? Why did he keep on seeing him?

And Jimin, well, Jimin was longing for something more, just like the two main characters.

But how to do it? How to ask?

Yoongi turned his face towards him, furrowing his brows at the sight of the younger one looking at him like that.

"Is something wrong?" he asked.

"Hyung... you know I like you, right?" He started playing with the rings on his fingers.

"I- I figured that, but I'm glad to hear it from you." He smiled, turning his body more towards Jimin.

"Do you like me, hyung?" "Of course I like you Jimin-ah, otherwise I wouldn't have invited you here, don't you think?" He then chuckled.

Jimin's cheeks began to heat up, turning a bright red.

He took the remote in his hand, turning off the television and Yoongi looked at him with a questioning look.

"What-?" He tried to say, but the question died in his throat as Jimin straddled his legs.

The younger one wasted no time, bringing his face closer to his hyung's.

His gaze moved from his lips to his eyes, silently asking him to kiss him.

Yoongi didn't have to be asked twice, finally minimizing the distance between them.

The kiss wasn't like the ones they had exchanged on their last outings, it wasn't chaste at all, on the contrary.

Yoongi slid his tongue into the younger boy's mouth, savoring his taste.

Meanwhile, Jimin continued to move his hips, squeezing the older boy's black hair in his fingers.

Yoongi didn't stop him, instead, he took courage and moved his hand until it reached his side, squeezing him tightly, while the other went to grope his firm ass.

It was only when Jimin moaned in his mouth that Yoongi decided to speak.

"Shall we move this to the bedroom?" He asked after a while, detaching himself from Jimin's mouth.

"Please." He whispered.

Yoongi stood up, taking the younger boy with him. The latter clung to his hips with his legs.

It didn't take them long before they arrived in the older boy's room, Jimin's shirt already forgotten on the floor of the hallway.

Yoongi placed the younger boy on his bed, moving his lips to his neck, while his hands began to caress Jimin's bare chest.

After removing his shirt, he ran his tongue over his lips, pouncing on the younger boy's brown nipples.

Jimin let out a long moan, throwing his head back.

Meanwhile, Yoongi moved his hands to Jimin's pants, undoing his belt and the button. He didn't wait a second before pulling his pants down completely, taking his boxers with him.

Jimin took the elder's hair in his hands, bringing his face towards him, kissing him intensely, undoing his pants in the process.

Yoongi smiled into the kiss.

"Tell me you have any condoms." Jimin whispered after seeing the elder's erection, his mouth already watering.

"Um... actually, no. I wasn't planning on you coming here and stay the night and.. yeah having sex. I just asked you after seeing you earlier. Do you have any?" And even though this discovery made Jimin's heart feel happy, he whimpered slightly.

"Okay, how about we fix this situation the best we can now and I promise I'll go buy some tomorrow?" He asked immediately, stroking Jimin’s cheek to make him look into his eyes.

“Okay.” Yoongi kissed him again, then trailed his kisses down his neck to his flat stomach.

His hands rested on the younger’s knees, parting them for better access.

“Oh-” Jimin’s voice trembled as Yoongi ran his tongue over his shaft.

The older one moved down further, parting Jimin’s pats to get a better view of his pink hole.

The younger one’s fingers tangled in Yoongi’s hair as he felt his wet tongue on his hole.

“Yoongi-” He groaned, throwing his head back.

The older one started with small licks, before trying to fit his tongue into his small entrance.

“Mhm, you’re so tight I can’t even get in.” Jimin whimpered at the raspy voice.

His breath hitched in his throat for a second as Yoongi ran his thumb over his hole, then pushed it into him.

He continued to lick and slide his thumb in and out of the smaller one, until he was able to get his tongue in.

He began to move his tongue inside him, his hands squeezing his firm ass, as he tried to find a more comfortable position for him, lying face down on the bed.

Jimin began to move his hips, the pleasure growing, his moans getting louder.

Yoongi really worked on opening him up, marking his legs with violets marks, biting them from time to time.

“Yoongi, oh-, oh my god-“ Jimin continued to move his hips, this time with even more eager.

A little yell left his lips as he felt fingers stimulate his nipples.

"Please, I want to ride your face." Jimin whispered in full pleasure, not even thinking about his words.

Yoongi's eyes widened at the request.

A smile formed on his lips, moving away from Jimin's legs to place a kiss on his lips.

He looked into his eyes for a second before lying down on the bed. Jimin sat up, his cheeks completely red.

“Come here. Sit down and pleasure yourself on me.” He whispered hoarsely and Jimin couldn’t hold back a sound of pleasure.

He didn’t need to be told twice, crawling over to his hyung and positioning himself on top of him.

His thighs on either side of his head, which Yoongi promptly squeezed in his hands.

Jimin lowered his body, sighing softly when Yoongi slowly bit down on a pat on his ass.

His hands rested on it, separating his pats and he licked his lips.

Jimin hiccupped when he felt Yoongi's tongue make contact with his entrance again.

He threw his head back, slowly moving his hips back and forth.

His hands found Yoongi's, intertwining his fingers with his, trying to keep himself balanced.

"It feels so good." Jimin moaned, biting his bottom lip.

Yoongi's tongue now inside his opening, trying to give the younger one maximum pleasure.

"Hyung, you make me feel so good." He whimpered, one of his hands leaving Yoongi's fingers, moving to his hair, squeezing it tightly, maybe too tightly, hearing the older boy gasp.

Yoongi sucked, trying to go deeper, he knew he was close when Jimin started to speed up his movements.

He moved his hand to the younger boy's cock, starting to pump quickly, spreading the pre-seminal fluid all over the length.

"Mm, fuck, fuck, hyung!" Jimin screamed.

He lifted his hips for a minute, his legs shaking, his orgasm ruined, he wanted to have some more fun and of course, let his hyung breath.

Yoongi caught his breath, chuckling at the younger boy's move.

Jimin looked at the older boy's face for a moment, before sitting on him again.

This time Yoongi took Jimin into his mouth, making him moan loudly.

"Oh- oh my god..." His eyes rolled back in his head, feeling so good. 

Yoongi's tongue was the best.

No one had ever given him as much pleasure as Yoongi. He felt ecstatic.

Jimin leaned forward, trying to return the favor as he continued to move on the older's face, moving his hips up and down.

He licked the older's shaft, then took it into his mouth. Yoongi moaned with the younger one still in his mouth, making his cock vibrate, sending shocks of pleasure through him.

Jimin's eyes rolled back again from too much pleasure.

They continued like this for a long time, Jimin sucking Yoongi’s big shaft, while Yoongi had almost immediately returned to pleasuring Jimin’s entrance.

Jimin’s legs began to burn, not stopping for a moment from moving back and forth.

His erection was starting to hurt, but he didn’t ask Yoongi to pleasure him nor he didn’t try to touch himself either.

In fact, he quickly moved Yoongi’s hand away when he tried to wrap it around his shaft.

“Don’t- ah, shit. I want to come on your tongue.” He whispered, biting his lips.

He closed his eyes from too much pleasure, his moans shaking.

“Mm, you want to come untouched, is that it?” The elder chuckled and at this Jimin nodded, a small whine leaving his throat.

At this, Yoongi continued to slide his tongue in and out of Jimin’s tight, hot hole, trying to give him the maximum pleasure.

He smiled as he felt Jimin’s legs shake terribly at the sides of his face.

“I’m goin’ to—, ah, I’m goin’ to cum! Please, please, oh my god, hyung, please!” Jimin moaned, continuing to pleasure Yoongi’s erection, his hand moving fast, tears starting to form in in eyes.

“Yoongi, I’m goin’ to cum, fuck!” He whimpered, his movements getting faster, his bottom lip between his teeth.

“Ah!” His legs suddenly stopped moving, starting to shake even more.

His seed landed on Yoongi’s white belly, but the older one didn’t stop right then, wanting to take it all the way, milking him good and Jimin couldn’t help but moan and whimper, his voice getting louder.

It didn’t take him long either, with the younger one’s small, warm hands on his shaft, he came onto his fingers.

Jimin fell with his chest on Yoongi’s, feeling exhausted, but not in a bad way.

He was completely gone from pleasure.

No one had ever made him feel that good, no one had ever made him come so hard that he couldn’t feel his legs or his thoughts anymore.

“Hey, are you okay?” Yoongi asked, chuckling, and Jimin could only nod.

“How about we take a little bath and go to sleep? You look exhausted.” He sat up, stroking the younger boy’s blond hair.

“Mhm, maybe it’s because you made me feel so fucking good. Your tongue is amazing, hyung.” He smiled at him.

“I’m glad to heard that, honey.”

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“So can I just go inside and take the notes? Taehyung, are you sure your roommate isn’t home? I really don’t want him to have a heart attack.” Yoongi asked into the phone as he continued walking towards the apartment his cousin shared with his best friend.

He had only seen Jimin on some of the outings they had with his friends.

He was a cute and calm boy, or at least that was what he had seen in those few hours.

“Hyung, even if he was home I don’t think he would get scared that easily. Anyway, the keys are under the mat, you can leave them in the apartment after you get everything. These are the spare keys, I have mine.” After that, Yoongi realized he had reached his destination.

“Whatever you said.” “Okay, I really have to go now. Hoseok hyung is here. See you on the weekend, bye!” He hung up without even waiting for his cousin to answer, making him chuckle and huff at the same time, shaking his head in denial at the younger’s  behavior.

He put his phone back in his pants pocket, walking over to the entrance.

He looked under the mat and just as his cousin had assured him, he found his keys with a small keychain that depicted a bottle of Soju and a small penis with cute eyes.

He chuckled at the choice, then opened the door.

He decided to go up the stairs, not wanting to wait for the elevator.

Useless time, plus he only had to climb three flights of stairs.

He hadn’t been to school for a whole week, having caught a bad flu and a boy in his class had kindly offered to take his notes too and Taehyung had been kind enough – well, kind of (Yoongi had forced him) – to take them.

He quickly arrived in front of the front door of apartment number seven. He inserted the second key into the lock, turning it and opening the door.

He closed it slowly behind him, looking inside the apartment.

Indeed, there seemed to be no one there.

He then placed the keys on the small table they had near the front door, and then went directly to Taehyung's room.

He thanked him mentally when he found his notes all nice and tidy on the younger boy's desk.

He took them in his hands, looking between the pages he had to retrieve and was happy to see that there weren't many.

He stopped all his movements when he heard small moans coming from the next room.

His cheeks colored a small and sweet pink and he didn't think twice.

He left his notes on his cousin's desk and tiptoed towards the room on the right.

The door was ajar, but he could still see and his eyes widened, shocked by that scene.

Jimin.

Jimin was on the bed, his legs open, his head thrown back and while one of his hands was focused on pumping his hard and red erection, the fingers of the other were trying to go in and out of his hole.

His moans were not silent at all, maybe he hadn't even heard him coming and he bit his lower lip.

He felt embarrassed and weird.

It wasn't right to spy on him like that.

Jimin didn't know that someone had entered the house and he didn't deserve to be spied on.

Yoongi was about to leave, when he heard Jimin whimper.

"Oh shit..." He sobbed.

"I need your fingers hyung... mine are so small." And Yoongi wondered who the younger was talking about, but the answer came to him immediately after.

“Yoongi hyung… oh- why am I so stupid, I should have asked for his number that night, damn it!” He pulled his fingers out of his hole, but his hand continued to move up and down, desperately trying to come.

And Yoongi, well.

Yoongi wanted to help.

He didn’t think twice, doing the quickest thing he could think of: he opened the bedroom door and closed it behind him.

He heard Jimin scream, trying to cover himself with his blankets.

“What- Oh my god, hyung, what are you doing here? God, this is so embarrassing-“ He whimpered, covering his face with his hands.

"I came to get the notes Taehyung brought from school and I heard you..." He scratched the back of his neck, embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to spy on you, I- I was about to leave, but then I heard my name and wondered if... Well, if you wanted a little help?" He stammered, gesturing a little too.

Jimin looked at him with wide eyes, shocked.

"You- oh god... are you serious? You're kidding, right?" He chuckled nervously.

"No, I'm more than serious." Yoongi said, walking closer to him. Jimin followed his every move, remaining silent.

"Can I?" He asked as he was only a couple of inches away from his face.

"Okay, but this has to stay between us. Taehyung can’t know." He said in a low voice, his gaze going from his eyes to his lips, while with one hand he uncovered his body, pushing the covers aside.

"You really are beautiful, Jimin." He whispered to him looking at his naked body and Jimin, if possible, became even redder.

"Where's the lube?" "Here." Jimin handed it to him, lying down in a slightly more comfortable position.

Yoongi took a pillow, placing it under his back to make the younger's body rise more.

One of his hands caressed Jimin's slender body, and then squeezed the bottle of lube, letting some of the liquid fall onto his fingers.

With his middle finger he began to make small circles around Jimin's hole. Jimin arched his back.

"Is something wrong?" "No... no, it's just cold." He replied by biting his lower lip between his teeth.

Yoongi nodded, then pushed his finger inside the younger one's tight little hole.

"Ah-" Jimin put a hand on his lips after he let out that moan, feeling so embarrassed.

"Don't hide. I want to hear you." The older one smiled, removing Jimin's hand from his face.

The latter looked into his eyes, his lower lip between his teeth, as he continued to feel pleasure from those long fingers of his hyung.

"Hyung, please, kiss me." He whimpered when Yoongi decided to add a second finger as well, moving them faster.

The older one didn't say anything, but moved closer to Jimin's face, kissing his red and swollen lips with agonizing slowness, enjoying their softness.

Jimin moaned against his lips, suddenly grabbing the older one's wrist, his legs shaking for a second.

"Always... always there." He whispered with his eyes closed, his breath shaking.

Yoongi grinned, continuing to push his fingers against the younger's prostate, increasing the speed as well.

And at this Jimin couldn't stay silent, in fact, his moans were even louder than before.

"I see that my fingers satisfy you. Are they better than yours, mhm?" He whispered in his ear with a husky voice, before biting his earlobe.

The younger nodded vigorously, biting his lower lip when Yoongi's lips lowered to his neck.

"Your fingers feel so good, hyung." He said after a sob.

Yoongi inserted a third finger, pausing for a second to watch the younger's reaction.

The latter had his eyebrows furrowed, his toes curled.

"God..." He sighed, trying to catch his breath.

"Is it okay?" He asked after slowly moving his fingers, testing the waters.

Jimin nodded vigorously, but Yoongi had other plans.

"I want to hear you, Jimin-ah. Talk to me." "Yes. It's okay. It's more than okay." He answered, looking into his eyes.

"Kiss me again, hyung, please." He whimpered. The older one nodded, smiling.

He kissed the younger one's red lips again, this time much more vigorously, his tongue exploring the warm walls of Jimin's mouth.

Meanwhile he started moving his fingers again in Jimin, each time brushing his prostate, feeling him jump each time.

“Oh fuck…” Yoongi looked at the younger, as the small drops of sweat started to run down his temples.

“Yoongi… Yoongi I’m going to- I-“ The words died in his mouth from too much pleasure, feeling his breathing getting faster and faster.

His hands found the soft white blankets, squeezing them between his fingers until his knuckles turned white.

Yoongi meanwhile continued to abuse his prostate, kissing his neck.

“Come for me Jiminie. Come on my fingers.” He whispered in a hoarse voice and Jimin could do nothing but comply.

His seed stained his belly.

His legs shook, as he tried to calm down.

He opened his eyes, looking at the eldest and gasped when the latter decided to remove his fingers from him.

With his other hand, he took some of Jimin’s seed from his belly, bringing it into his mouth, savoring the taste.

“You taste delicious.” He chuckled afterwards.

“You were really good.” And Jimin couldn’t help but smile, purring at the praise.

“Let me return the favor. You’re completely hard.” He looked at him with half-closed eyes.

“You don’t have to do this, you know that, right?” he asked, stroking his hair.

He took his chin between his fingers, running his thumb over his swollen lips.

Jimin didn’t say anything, he made the eldest sit up, then put his hands on the pat of his pants, feeling him over the fabric.

“I’ve dreamed of having you in my mouth ever since I first saw you.” He whispered, starting to undo his jeans. He lowered them just enough to expose the elder's shaft.

The latter hissed at the cold sensation he felt on his cock, but grateful to finally be free.

Jimin didn't waste a second after seeing the elder's big cock, he took it all in his mouth, savoring the sweet and salty taste of it.

"Ah- if you keep going like this I don't think I can last much longer-" Yoongi chuckled, biting his lower lip in a vain attempt to swallow a moan.

"Did you enjoy watching me so much?" The younger one then asked, chuckling at Yoongi's wide eyes.

"It’s… it’s not..." "Don't worry." He blocked out every word Yoongi was desperately trying to put together, trying to defend the indefensible.

He went down with his head again, sucking Yoongi's shaft faster and faster,

The older one's hands soon found Jimin's dark locks, moaning as he did so.

"You're so good." He whispered in his husky voice.

"Jimin-" He clenched his hair between his fingers.

The younger one continued to pleasure Yoongi, running his tongue all over his shaft.

"Jimin- I'm going to- ah-" After a while, Jimin finally felt Yoongi's seed in his mouth and didn't think twice before swallowing it all.

"Wow." Yoongi chuckled, brushing his hair back.

Just when they were about to say something, they heard the front door close.

“Oh fuck- um… give me your phone.” Jimin frowned, but handed it over anyway, unlocking it.

He wrote something on it, then handed it back to him.

“This is my number. I have to go now.” He quickly pulled his pants up, then stood up from the bed.

He placed his lips on the younger boy's cheek before completely leaving his room, closing the door behind him, leaving Jimin smiling like an idiot.

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“Ah! I beat you this time!” Hoseok threw his joystick, happy to finally win against his best friend.

“Mhm, I just let you win.” He then chuckled, looking at him with a small smile.

“On a serious note, I haven’t seen Jimin.” “Ah, yeah, he’s with his dance group. They decided to go out to eat, he’ll definitely be home late.” He told him.

“Why are you so interested? You’ve only seen him a couple of times briefly. You’ve barely texted him once and that was to ask where I was.” He rolled his eyes.

Hoseok had given his roommate’s number to Yoongi to bring them a little closer, since both Jimin and Yoongi talked to him about them both, making his brain hurt.

Jimin was interested in his best friend and his best friend was interested in Jimin.

He didn’t know what this interest was yet, but he decided to help them, hoping to get some peace, at least his brain, but no.

Yoongi didn’t know how to communicate, he was terrible at texting people he didn’t know and Jimin was too proud to make the first move and text first.

“It was just a question.” He shrugged and Hoseok thought he was going crazy.

He took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment.

“Why don’t you text him?” he suggested.

“And to tell him what? Don’t worry Hoba, we can talk alone another time.” Hoseok didn’t say anything, resuming the game and starting a new match.

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"How about we sleep here? We are free tomorrow after all." Hoseok asked after putting away the dishes.

They had just finished washing the dishes.

The younger one had forced Yoongi to cook, claiming that his food was some of the best.

"Okay." He simply said, taking his phone in his hands.

It was eleven thirty.

He wondered when the younger would be home.

"Are you listening to me?" He shifted his gaze to Hoseok at that question.

"Um... no? Can you repeat that?" 

"Jimin just texted me. He said he'll be later than he expected and not to wait for him. By the way, I didn't tell him you were here." Yoongi nodded at that.

"Shall we go to sleep?" he asked.

"Hey, are you upset?" The younger one then chuckled, noticing the hint of sadness in his best friend's voice.

"No. I'm just tired. Today was a stressful day." He quickly dismissed it, not wanting to admit the truth.

Yes, he was a little sad. He hadn't been able to see Jimin and yes, he knew he could just ask Hoseok to wait up until his roommate got home, but that wasn't like him. Plus his best friend would make fun of him, making bad jokes and teasing him until the end of time.

"Okay, okay. Your things are in the bedroom next to Jimin's room. Since Yuji moved out last week, Jimin and I thought we'd buy a couple more toothbrushes for those who want to spend the night here. I put the pajamas you left here last time in the closet, you can use those." He explained.

"This is wonderful news. I won't have to wake up in the middle of the night because you're attached to me anymore." He got up, getting a small punch on the shoulder from an offended Hoseok.

"Good night Yoongi." He giggled after the older joked about being hit really hard.

"Night Hoba." With that they went up the stairs and to their respective rooms.

The room Yoongi was in was completely empty except for the closet and the bed.

He quickly put on his pajamas and brushed his teeth, then sat down on the bed.

He took his phone in his hands and huffed to see that it was already midnight and there was no sign of Jimin.

He decided to leave his phone on the nightstand, covering himself with the covers.

—— 3AM ——

Yoongi slowly opened his eyes, rolling over his shoulder, looking at his phone to see the time and huffed to see how early it still was.

He was about to turn over again and try to sleep, when he heard a small moan coming from the next room.

He widened his eyes, trying not to make any noise.

He continued to hear slight sighs and small moans.

It didn't take a genius to quickly figure out that it was Jimin.

In short, his room was completely attached to the one he was using.

He bit his lower lip between his teeth, wondering how to make him understand that he wasn't the only one hearing what he was doing.

"Oh shit." "No, no, no." He pulled his hair back, then ran his hands over his face as he felt his lower parts begin to swell.

He picked up his phone again, going to the younger’s chat.

They had texted each other very few times, mostly for simple questions and short, concise sentences.

Jimin  

-I didn't think you could be

so bold and masturbate

at three in the morning.

He quickly read the message, shaking his head.

He tried to delete it, but his fingers accidentally hit the send button.

"Oh fuck! Holy shit!" He tried to delete the message, but stopped as soon as the read checkmark appeared.

The soft moans immediately shutted down.

-Okay, how do you know this?

It's a little creepy if you ask me.

He was about to block him out of embarrassment, when a new message popped up in the chat.

-Does it bother you?

He rolled his eyes at the younger’s impertinence.

-It bothers someone else.

-Someone else or should

we say something else?

"Tsk, little brat." He whispered, running a hand over his face.

He wasn't entirely wrong. His bulge was starting to hurt.

After thinking about it, he decided to play his game.

-And even if?

-Well, I can help

-Are you sure you

could handle it?

-Do you really think I'm

little kid without experience?

-Hyung, send me a pic.

Yoongi stared at the message for a couple of minutes, wondering if Jimin was seriously asking him for something like that.

He moved the covers away, getting a better view of his bulge.

He clicked, taking a picture, then sent it to him.

-Now, that’s not what I meant.

-You know what I want.

Yoongi rolled his eyes.

He left his phone on the bed, using both hands to push down his pants and boxers.

He took his phone back, taking a picture of his cock, holding it with one hand.

-Fuck.

-Much better.

And Yoongi couldn't help but chuckle at Jimin's reaction.

The soft moans started again.

-So, how would you

like to help me? 

He texted him. He didn't know where he got all that courage either.

He parted his lips in a small 'o' shape, shocked at the picture Jimin had sent him.

His round eyes on display, the tattoos on his back, the belly button piercing shining with the flash of his phone.

Jimin knew how sexy he was.

He was confident, and that was what turned Yoongi on the most.

-I'm thinking about how

you could make me feel good.

-You're so big.

-I don't think I've ever

taken someone this big.

At those texts, Yoongi couldn't help but wrap his hand around his cock, starting to pleasure himself.

A small, raspy moan left his lips.

-I know you could take

me all the way in.

-Do you really think so?

-Yes.

-You'd be so beautiful

around my cock

-Tell me what you'd

do to me, hyung.

-I would kiss every moon

tattoo on your back while

I take you from behind.

-Fuck you so good and

hard that you’d cum untouched.

Yoongi felt the moans in the next room grow louder, a little curse here and there.

-I need you, hyung.

At that he stopped every movement with his hand, wondering if Jimin himself really said it or if it was just the ecstasy of the moment.

-Yoongi, please.

-I know you're in Yuji's old room.

He released his cock, pulling up his boxers and pants in such a hurry.

Sleep now gone.

He opened the bedroom door, then closed it slowly behind him, trying not to make any noise.

In no time at all he was already in front of Jimin's room.

He knocked twice, just to let the younger one know he had arrived, before opening the door and locking it.

The dim light from the bedside lamp was on, giving a better view of Jimin’s naked body.

Yoongi looked at him in the eyes before approaching him.

The younger boy smiled, sitting on his knees, his hand immediately moving to Yoongi’s bulge.

Yoongi couldn’t help but groan and Jimin chuckled, biting his lower lip.

“You’re such a tease.”He murmured against his lips, before kissing them.

His hands moved to caress Jimin's hips, while the latter was already busy pulling down his pants and boxers, leaving him naked.

"You're even bigger than in the picture." He said to him, biting his lower lip.

"Jimin-" He moaned, squeezing the younger's hair in his hands, when his warm mouth made contact with his cock.

He closed his eyes, feeling Jimin go deep, taking him completely into his mouth.

At that moment he wondered how the hell he managed to wait for so long.

Why he had been so stupid to wait for something like this before making a move on Park Jimin.

Jimin pulled away from his cock after making sure he had lubricated it well with his saliva.

He looked into his eyes before turning around, getting on all fours.

He swayed his ass, provoking the older.

"God, Jimin, you're going to make me collapse." He whispered, slapping his ass, making him jump.

"You don't have to prepare me." He then whispered, getting comfortable.

His chest touched the covers, arching his back even more.

This made his ass even more on display.

"And before you ask, no, no protection, please, I need to feel you all inside me as raw as you are." Yoongi swallowed hard at this sentence.

"What are you waiting for?" The younger one whimpered and Yoongi recovered from his little trance state, lowering himself onto him.

As he had promised, he began kissing all the little moons that Jimin had tattooed, starting with the one on the back of his neck, right next to his mole.

In the meantime he took his cock in his hand, aligning it with the younger one's hole, then pushing it in without warning.

Jimin arched his back even more, a long moan escaped his mouth and Yoongi quickly brought his hand to his lips.

"Jimin. Hoseok is sleeping, I don't want him to know what we're doing, he'll fuck with me until the end of my time." Jimin chuckled.

"Mhm, then try to shut me up. You have nice fingers here." And Yoongi really thought he was going to have a heart attack after this revelation.

He slid two of his fingers into Jimin's mouth, the latter started licking them.

"My god, Jimin." He whispered in shock.

He continued to push into him, until he was completely inside and stopped for a moment.

"Tell me when I can move." He said on his neck, starting to nibble on a small flap of flesh.

He tasted his perfume, recognizing the one Yoongi had given him last year for his birthday, and smiled.

"You can go, please. Don't hold back." After that, Yoongi pulled back a little, only to quickly push himself into him.

He felt Jimin moan on his fingers, as he pushed violently into him.

He grunted against his neck, feeling Jimin tighten on his cock, continuing his thrusts, following the younger's words.

He didn't dare to slow down his movements, hearing the younger moan in pleasure beneath him.

At one point he felt him move his hips, meeting his thrusts, whimpering each time.

"More, Yoongi, more. Don't stop. You're making me feel so good." He managed to say, his tears wetting his cheeks and Yoongi quickly wiping them away.

He obliged, not stopping even when he saw his legs shaking so badly.

"Jimin." He gripped his hips, increasing his thrusts even more.

He was close, so very close.

"Yoongi, Yoongi hyung! I'm going to cum!" He screamed into the pillow, the pleasure too strong to be silenced by just the elder's fingers.

"Come for me Jiminie, come for your hyung, come on. Show me how beautiful you are when you cum." And at that Jimin froze, a sob escaping his lips.

"Keep going-" He managed to say, feeling Yoongi trying to stop himself to let Jimin recover from his orgasm.

He obliged, continuing to thrust into him quickly.

"Jimin, I'm going to cum too, fuck!" He said through gritted teeth.

"Come inside me hyung, please." He heard him whisper.

And who was Yoongi to say no to Jimin?

So after a couple more thrusts, Yoongi emptied himself into the younger one, holding onto his waist, caressing his belly with his fingers.

"You were so good." He whispered in his ear, kissing the back of his neck.

"Hyung..." He called out, trying to catch his breath.

Yoongi pulled out of the younger one's hole, lying down next to him.

"Hey, I know it's a little late to ask now, but would you like to go on a date with me?" He asked, caressing the younger one's cheek, looking into his eyes.

Jimin started to laugh.

"Yes. Gladly." He said, kissing the older one's lips, smiling, then covering their naked bodies with the blankets.

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"What do you have there?" Jimin asked as soon as Yoongi entered the bedroom with a paper bag.

It was ten o'clock at night, they had had a stressful day and had decided to eat early and go to sleep early, so they could relax.

"Mhm, do you remember we talked about how you were interested in trying something new in our sex life?" The older one then asked, caressing Jimin's face.

"Mhm, I thought someone said to go to sleep early and that they didn't trust themselves to do anything anymore." The younger one then chuckled, closing his eyes at Yoongi's gentle touch.

"I changed my mind." He smiled.

"Today I went to buy some candles in different colors. I could color your back and chest, make a nice painting." Jimin bit his lower lip at the idea.

They had talked about it often that week.

Ever since Jimin had burned himself with the wax of a candle and had let out a moan mixed with pain and pleasure, Yoongi kept thinking about it and from what Jimin told him that week, he was also very interested in that kink.

Yoongi placed his thumb on his lips, pushing it in and Jimin could not help but accommodate it in his mouth, sucking it.

The older one smiled, leaving a kiss on his forehead, before leaving the paper bag on the nightstand.

He moved his lips down to the younger one's neck, kissing and nibbling a precise patch of skin.

Jimin felt shivers rise up his spine when Yoongi decided to place his cold hands on his hips, slowly caressing them, and then lifted his shirt, throwing it on the floor.

"I'm already imagining the masterpiece I'll paint on your chest." He said, squeezing one of his nipples.

"Ah..." He bit his lips, looking into his eyes with a look full of excitement.

Yoongi laid him down very slowly, kissing those soft lips.

He caressed his protruding hips, stopping at the waistband of his boxers.

He teased him, caressing them very slowly, hearing the younger whimper.

"Hyung, come on." He begged with his eyes.

The older one obliged, sliding Jimin's boxers down, exposing his toned legs, until he took them off completely.

"I think I have to tie you to the bed for this." He said it with a husky voice, making Jimin's skin crawl.

"Or at least that's what I read... is that okay with you?" He asked after a while. The younger one smiled.

He loved that about Yoongi.

It was fucking sexy.

He nodded slowly, already putting his hands above his head.

"Mhm, I'll let it go this time, but I want to hear your voice, okay? I need to know if you're really sure and that you're okay." He looked at him in the eyes as he opened the bag, taking out a rope that Jimin had only seen in certain videos.

"Hyung, you know I'm not made of glass." "I know, I know, but I need to hear your voice." He said, placing a kiss on his lips.

Yoongi took Jimin's hands, starting to tie a knot that he had studied more than well that week.

"Too tight?" He asked after tying the knot.

"No. It's fine." He then answered after moving his arms a bit.

"Okay, then we can start." He tied the rope to the bed, thus blocking Jimin's every movement.

He also took out the other things.

He had found candles of many colors and had bought a lot of them, thinking that even if they didn't use them that night, they could be saved for another time.

"Color?" "Green." Jimin immediately answered, looking into his eyes.

Yoongi nodded, lighting a red candle.

He let it burn for a bit, then tilted it, letting a drop of warm liquid fall onto the younger's chest.

"Ah!" He hissed and then bit his lips.

"Still green?" "Yes." He answered with a sigh.

Yoongi continued with his work of art, lighting another candle as well.

He smiled at Jimin's excited shaft and decided to hold it in his hand.

He heard the younger whimper, struggling on the bed.

"Yoongi!" He sobbed, but Yoongi didn't stop. He knew how much Jimin could take, when it was his limit and this wasn't, not even close to it.

"You should see yourself. You're so beautiful." He said in a hoarse voice, biting his lower lip.

Jimin's chest was completely filled with colored wax dots.

"I wonder how long you can keep it under control." He whispered more to himself than to the younger, but the latter heard him loud and clear, his eyes widening.

"What do you want to do?" He asked, his voice worried.

Yoongi didn't answer, he just pointed to the cock in his hands, then to the candle.

"Do you want to try?" He asked, noticing the panic in his boyfriend's eyes.

"Yeah. I want to try, but I know it'll hurt-" He bit his lower lip, his gaze going from the candle to his cock.

"Remember your color. If you say that I'll stop right away, you know that." He placed a kiss on the younger's forehead and he nodded, taking a deep breath.

Yoongi tilted the candle and as the hot wax fell on the younger's shaft, the latter screamed in pain, leaning his back.

"Fuck!" He said through gritted teeth.

The elder waited a second, waiting for something to make him stop.

Hearing nothing from his boyfriend, he decided to continue.

Two more drops fell on it, making the younger scream again.

"Yoongi, no! Stop!" "Red?" He asked, looking into his eyes, but that question went unanswered.

He then continued to paint Jimin's shaft with the blue color, until he was satisfied.

The younger boy's back finally touched the covers again, his breathing labored, his eyes closed.

"Drink some water." The older boy told him, and Jimin smiled at that.

"Thank you." He whispered after taking a big sip from the bottle.

"Do you want to continue?" "Yes, but this time I want something else." He answered, biting his lower lip between his teeth.

With his foot he went to feel the obvious erection present inside his boyfriend's pants.

"Mhm, at your command." He smiled, kissing his lips.

A surprised sound left Jimin's lips as Yoongi turned him onto his stomach.

The eldest grabbed the bottle of lube they had in the nightstand drawer and after getting rid of his pants, he spread some on his erection.

He did the same with Jimin's hole, quickly sliding his finger inside him.

A long moan left his boyfriend's lips, enjoying the pleasure Yoongi's fingers were giving him, when at some point he couldn't help but hiss at the slight pain on his butt.

"Yoongi?" "I hope you don’t think we're done." He chuckled, kissing his back.

"I have a whole canvas to paint back here." The younger laughed at the tone his boyfriend used.

"Ah-" Another moan left his lips, Yoongi's fingers and the burning of the wax matching perfectly.

The eldest removed his fingers from his boyfriend's hole, replacing them immediately with his cock.

"Mhm, Yoongi-" ​​The pleasure was so much that his eyes rolled back in his head.

The older one squeezed Jimin's hips, forcing him to raise his ass, giving him better accessibility to push into him.

Meanwhile Yoongi took another candle, this time a yellow one, lighting it, not stopping for a moment to push into his boy.

He let a couple of hot drops fall on the younger's back, watching the latter clench his hands into two fists, jumping slightly at every little drop.

"Yoongi- Yoongi, can I- please-" He whimpered, feeling his orgasm approaching.

"Yes, you can. Come for me Jimin." He kissed the back of his neck.

After a couple of thrusts, Jimin came with a long moan and Yoongi followed suit, spilling his seed into him.

They remained silent for a moment, trying to catch their breath.

After a while he slowly pulled out of the younger.

Yoongi took out his phone, taking a picture of Jimin's back, and then untied the rope.

He turned the younger one around, taking another picture of his chest.

Jimin couldn't help but chuckle.

"Did you like it?" He asked, looking into his boyfriend's eyes.

"It hurt a little, but I think you know how masochistic I can be in bed." He smiled, placing a kiss on the older one's lips.

"Mhm, exactly."

"Now how do you plan on getting this stuff off me?" Jimin then asked, running a finger over the now dry wax.

"I thought about that too." After this sentence, Jimin saw his boyfriend rummaging through the bag on the nightstand, taking out a small bottle of coconut oil.

"Let's go to the bathroom, come on. I'll help you remove the wax." He said, leaving a kiss on his lips.

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Yoongi tried to compose himself, not wanting to be obvious, but he was completely fuming.

Anger that was more than plausible if you asked him.

It was Jimin's birthday and he was just unwrapping his presents.

He was holding the present Taehyung had given him, looking at it with wide eyes.

His gaze moved from the present, to Taehyung, and then to Yoongi.

"Since you're still single as I don't know what, I thought I'd do you a favor!" Taehyung said, making the others chuckle, all except Yoongi.

Jimin instead gave him a small smile.

"Thank you." He swallowed hard.

He had noticed Yoongi's look.

He wasn't happy at all.

"Is something wrong?" Taehyung then asked, noticing that thick air.

"Um..." "No. You didn't say anything bad. Everything's fine. I hope you'll have fun." Yoongi replied, licking his lips, not taking his eyes off the younger boy.

"Excuse me." He stood up from the couch, walking towards the bathroom.

Jimin quickly stood up and, under the confused gaze of the other five boys, ran after him.

"Hey, hey, Yoongi, stop." He grabbed his wrist, making him turn towards him, but Yoongi quickly pulled away.

"What's wrong with you?!" He asked, trying to moderate his tone, not wanting their friends to hear their conversation.

"What's wrong with me? Jimin, haven't you told the others about us yet? Are you kidding me?" His tone was calm, yet acidic.

His neck and ears were red, trying to control his anger.

"I wanted to wait for the right time-" "Five months? Jimin, I gave you all the time in the world to talk to them, to make them understand, give them hints that we are together." Jimin bit his lower lip, feeling incredibly guilty.

"You'll never believe me, but I wanted to say this today-" He stopped when he heard the older boy's bitter laugh.

His throat started to burn.

He hated arguing with Yoongi.

"I'm sorry, okay? I wanted everyone to be there, I wanted you to be next to me." Yoongi suddenly turned to him at the sound of the younger boy's trembling voice.

"Hey, it's okay, I believe you." He moved closer to him, caressing his cheeks with his thumbs, then resting his forehead on his.

He kissed his lips for a minute.

"Shall we go downstairs?" Jimin asked, looking into his eyes.

"Are you sure?" The younger boy nodded.

"Okay. I love you, don't forget that." He smiled, making Jimin smile as well.

They walked back together, the others' eyes immediately falling on them and not leaving them even as they sat down next to each other on the couch.

"Are you okay?" Namjoon asked, finally speaking up.

"I... I've had something to say for a long time, but I've never found the perfect time to tell you." Jimin said after taking a deep breath.

"Yoongi and I have been together. For five months now." He blurted out quickly.

"Fucking finally!" Everyone looked over at Jungkook.

"What? They've been crushing on each other since high school!" And everyone laughed at that.

"Why did you wait so long to tell us? It's so beautiful." Hoseok then asked him, his smile wide.

"I wanted to wait until everyone was here and Yoongi too." He squeezed his hand.

"Well, then you'll have a nice evening with my gift." Jimin's cheeks flushed red at that comment.

"Tae!" He threw a pillow at him, embarrassed.

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"Are you gonna sleep here?" the younger one asked after everyone else left his apartment.

"Mhm, why not?" He smiled, hugging Jimin's hips.

"Oh, by the way, your gift is still in the living room. I forgot to give it to you." "You shouldn't have." He rested his head on the older one's chest, hiding a smile.

They went back to the living room, sitting on the couch, while Yoongi passed him the small gift bag.

Jimin slowly opened it, biting his lower lip as he took out a square box.

"Wow... it's beautiful hyung, thank you." He smiled as he opened it.

Inside was a silver necklace, with a small pendulum made in the shape of a moon.

"As soon as I saw it, it reminded me of you. I immediately thought it would look beautiful on your collarbones." He said, kissing his cheek.

Jimin smiled, turning towards him so he could hug him better.

Yoongi didn't stop there, he started kissing Jimin's neck, biting and sucking on a specific spot for a while, then pulling away and blowing on it.

"Ah-" He groaned at this.

"How about we use Taehyung's advice?" The elder asked, making his boyfriend blush.

"Are you serious?" Yoongi nodded.

"Just let me wash it. I don't want any germs near you." He placed a small kiss on his lips.

"Okay, then I'll start going to the bedroom." After hearing an affirmative answer, Jimin stood up from the couch, walking towards his bedroom.

Yoongi didn't take long. Jimin had just taken off his shirt and pants when he felt himself being hugged from behind.

The older man kissed the back of his neck, before making him lie down on the bed.

He ran his fingers over Jimin's chest, squeezing one of his nipples between his fingers.

Jimin gasped in pleasure, feeling Yoongi's hands go even further down.

He spat on his cock, wrapping his hand around it, moving it up and down.

Without saying anything, he grabbed the bottle of lube Jimin kept on his nightstand, opening it immediately, squeezing it to let some of the liquid fall onto his fingers.

He brought them to the younger’s hole, making a couple of circles around it, before pushing a finger inside him.

"Mhm..." He entwined his legs around Yoongi's waist, looking into his eyes.

The older one didn't wait long before he inserted his second finger as well and began scissoring.

"Oh, hyung-" He groaned, eyes narrowed as Yoongi found his prostate.

The latter smiled, continuing to torture the same spot.

He was now on the third finger, when Jimin asked him to stop, telling him that he was ready.

Yoongi leaned in to press a kiss on his boyfriend's lips, then slowly removed his fingers inside him.

He took the vibrator in his hands and pressed the small button on it, making it start to vibrate.

He ran it over his chest, brushing the younger boy's sensitive nipples and Jimin couldn't help but whimper.

He didn't stay there for long, instead he lowered the little toy further, making it collide with the younger boy's shaft.

"Ah! Yoongi!" He screamed in full pleasure. His hands tightened on the blankets, making his knuckles turn white.

Yoongi then pulled the vibrator away, spreading some lube on it as well.

"Have you ever tried one of these?" Yoongi asked before doing anything.

"No, this is the first one I've had." He then chuckled.

"Okay. Tell me if it hurts or if you want to stop." Jimin nodded.

After that, Yoongi pressed the vibrator into his boyfriend, making him moan at the new sensation.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He whimpered, feeling so much pleasure.

"I haven't even started, damn, look at you.

Beautiful." Yoongi bit his bottom lip.

"Can I move?"

"Yes, fuck, yes, please!" He screamed, covering his face with his hands.

The eldest chuckled at his boyfriend's impertinence, but still followed his orders.

He started moving it as if it were his fingers.

Soon he rotated it and Jimin jumped.

His legs shook, a sign that he had found his prostate.

"Oh, hyung, again, please." "How can I say no if you ask so nicely..." Yoongi wondered in a loud voice.

He decided to press the button again, making the vibrator vibrate even harder than before.

Jimin let out a cry of pleasure, clutching the elder's bicep, while throwing his head back.

"So fucking beautiful and hot." Yoongi whispered. One of his hands quickly pulled down his pants and boxers enough to let his shaft come out.

He quickly wrapped a hand around his throbbing cock, starting to pleasure himself, watching Jimin lose control with that small toy.

Jimin's legs began to shake again, the pleasure too intense, his orgasm was approaching.

It only took one more push on his prostate before he could spill onto his chest after a loud and high-pitched moan.

Yoongi followed suit, spilling onto the younger boy's chest as well.

He turned off the vibrator, slowly pulling it out of his boyfriend’s hole.

"You did a wonderful job." Jimin blushed at the compliment.

"I love you." He then whispered.

"I love you too." Yoongi smiled, leaving a small kiss on his lips.

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It was a normal weekend for Jimin.

He had been in the club for two hours with his two friends, whom he had now lost.

"They must be making out somewhere." He said to himself with a shrug.

He ordered another drink, his eyes scanning the people in that small room, wondering if tonight was his lucky night.

"Here you go." He quickly thanked the guy behind the bar, handing him the money.

"No need, it’s on me." He said smiling.

"Thanks." Jimin chuckled, putting the money back in his pants, before taking his drink in his hands.

His gaze immediately stopped on a guy dressed completely in black.

He was talking to another guy and he looked like he was from the security team, with that vest he was wearing.

"Hey, can you tell me something about that guy?" He asked after approaching the guy behind the bar.

"Oh yeah. He's our new bodyguard. The boss decided we need two per night." Jimin nodded, quickly thanking him.

He continued to stare at the young boy, letting his gaze travel from the bottom to the top, stopping at his arms.

He had bulging muscles and Jimin bit his lower lip, imagining not-so-chaste scenarios.

He downed his drink like a small shot and wiped his lips with his sleeve.

"Woah! Got someone who caught your eye?" The boy chuckled as he wiped one of the glasses he had just washed.

"Oh yeah. Tonight's the good night." He chuckled, taking out his cherry lip gloss, putting some on his lips.

"I hope so for your sake." "Thanks." He smiled at him, then got off the stool.

He walked over to the bodyguard and after taking a deep breath, he tapped his shoulder with a finger.

The boy turned around, looking the younger one up and down.

"Is something wrong?" He asked and Jimin almost moaned at his raspy voice.

Yes, that boy must be his.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Jimin." He smiled at him and the boy furrowed his eyebrows.

The boy next to him almost laughed at him, already understanding the situation.

"Yoongi. Is something wrong? Is someone bothering you?" He then asked, repeating his question.

"No." "Okay, then why are you here?" The second bodyguard rolled his eyes, shaking his head.

"I saw you from the counter. You have nice arms. Really nice muscles." He replied, licking his lips.

"Um... thanks?" Jimin almost didn't laugh at him, then moved closer to him.

"You know, I imagined how you would fuck me against the wall with those strong arms." He whispered in his ear.

He watched as Yoongi's cheeks turned red, as did his ears.

"Um... Nam?" He suddenly turned to the second bodyguard.

"Yeah?" He walked over to them.

"If the boss comes over and asks where I am, tell him I'm in the bathroom." He said, scratching the back of his neck.

"You finally woke up, sleeping beauty." He chuckled.

"Don't worry, I've got you covered. Have fun." He patted him on the shoulder, as if encouraging him.

"Come with me." Jimin nodded, following the bodyguard upstairs.

They walked until they came to a closed door.

Yoongi took the keys in his hands, unlocking the door and opening it.

He let Jimin in first, then he went in, locking the door.

He moved quickly, wedging Jimin between the wall and his arms.

Jimin was wearing that sexy, almost defiant smile.

"Ah!" He groaned as Yoongi's knee made contact with the bulge in his pants.

"Are you sure?" Jimin nodded, leaning closer to his face.

He placed his lips on his, shocking Yoongi for a minute, but he resumed almost immediately, starting to kiss him passionately.

His hands began to caress his hips, exploring his warm skin.

In the meantime, Jimin began to undo the elder’s belt, then undoing the button of his pants and pushing them down along with his boxers, revealing his shaft.

Jimin pulled away from Yoongi's lips, looking down.

“You like what you see?" The elder asked in a sultry tone.

"Yes. Very much so." He replied, licking his lips.

Yoongi wasted no time, ridding himself of his vest before taking Jimin's shirt off, throwing it to the floor.

The younger took Yoongi's shaft in his hand, making him hiss for a moment.

Yoongi undid Jimin's pants, helping him take them off completely, as well as his boxers.

He did the same to himself.

Before returning to him, he searched through a shelf, finding a pack of condoms inside. He took one, opened it with his teeth.

"Mhm... I see someone is prepared." Jimin chuckled, stealing the condom from his hands.

He threw the package to the floor, unrolling the condom onto the elder's shaft.

"Do you have any lube somewhere?" He then asked, starting to stokes him with his hand.

"Mhm, no, we need to find an alternative." He told him, bringing two of his fingers to his lips.

Jimin smiled, accommodating his phalanges in his mouth, lubricating them well.

Once that was done, Yoongi took one of the younger's legs, lifting it until it rested on his shoulder.

"Fuck, you're so flexible..." He bit his lip, bringing his finger to circle Jimin's hole, almost immediately making one of his fingers enter it.

"Ah-" The younger threw his head back.

Yes, he had made the best choice of his life.

Yoongi didn't wait long before adding the second finger, scissoring and pushing faster and faster, until Jimin squeezed his wrist, moaning loudly.

"Ah fuck! Always there." He looked into his eyes, begging with them, and Yoongi nodded, pushing his fingers into the same place, each time touching and brushing against his prostate.

"Yoongi, I need you, please." He murmured after a while, tightening the shirt Yoongi still had on.

The older man nodded, pulling his fingers out of him.

He spat on his hand, lubricating his shaft, then aligned it with Jimin's hole.

He looked into his eyes as he finally pushed in.

The younger man's eyes rolled back, moaning in pleasure.

He rested his head on the older man's shoulder, holding him close.

"You can go." He whispered to him, his voice shaking.

Yoongi followed his words, starting to move, making a few circles with his hips, before bringing them back and pushing into him again.

"Fuck-" He moaned, biting his lip.

Jimin couldn't hold back a small cry of surprise as Yoongi picked him up.

His thighs over his arms as he continued to thrust into him.

"Oh shit, Yoongi! You're so deep, God!" He whimpered, the pleasure almost too much for him.

"Mhm, I'm glad you like it." He chuckled, biting his earlobe, not stopping for a second from moving his hips.

His breath caught in his throat as Yoongi hit his prostate, his legs starting to shake.

"Yoongi!" "Shh, I got you, baby." He whispered, trying to calm him, caressing his legs.

He didn't stop from moving inside him though, knowing the younger boy would probably yell at him if he stopped.

"I'm so close. Don't you dare stop." He threatened him, moaning loudly and Yoongi was grateful that they were in a nightclub and that the music could cover the obscene sounds that were being created in that small room.

The older one kissed Jimin's lips, feeling his orgasm approaching as well.

After a few more thrusts, the two of them came together, Jimin on his stomach and Yoongi in the condom.

"Oh shit." He moaned, resting his forehead on the younger one.

"Tell me I can have your number, please." He said, looking into his eyes.

Jimin laughed, hiding his face in the crook of the older one's neck, inhaling the nice perfume Yoongi was wearing.

"Why don't you start by taking me home?" He asked, smiling.

"Okay." And it was Jimin who left a kiss on his lips, surprising Yoongi.

Yes, Jimin had really hit the jackpot.

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"Are you sure?" Yoongi asked his best friend.

"Yes! The lady at the store in the alley near my house gave them to me. She said it will fix any problems." He grinned, patting him on the back.

"Hoseok, you could have gone to the pharmacy. I'm sure they'd have something. Plus, I've never seen a store in the alley near your house." He looked at the greenish pills, feeling a bit anxious.

"Hey, the lady was really nice!

She told me the store has been open for a month, maybe that's why you've never seen it."

"Okay, maybe I didn't notice." He shrugged.

"Okay, I'm going now. Have fun with Jimin." Hoseok chuckled, then stood up from the couch and waved goodbye to his friend.

His gaze fell on the small pack of pills again.

Jimin would be home in an hour.

Yoongi stood up from the couch and walked to the kitchen. He filled a glass of water and gulped down one of the pills.

He had a bad feeling about this, but he trusted his best friend.

After all, what could go wrong?

And after a couple of minutes he changed his mind, a small curse escaped his lips.

He felt strange, too strange.

His head hurt, almost spinning.

"Hoseok, you'll pay for this." He said through gritted teeth.

He saw darkness for a moment and his legs shook.

He only had time to grab onto a kitchen cabinet, holding his forehead with one of his hands.

He felt a sharp pain in his lower parts, then in his back, enough to make him scream.

After that, the pain strangely subsided.

He tried to regulate his breathing, closing his eyes for a second.

He stopped all his movements when he felt something slimy touch his arm.

He immediately turned around and frowned at the sight of nothing.

"I'm going crazy..." he whispered more to himself.

Another scream left his lips when he felt the same sensation on his waist.

He gathered his courage and looked down, his eyes widening at the sight of two purple tentacles, hugging his waist.

"No, that can't be true." He placed a hand over his lips and immediately ran to the first mirror he had in the house.

He stood still, shocked at the sight of three purple tentacles on his back.

"Oh my god..." He almost started to cry at the sight.

His gaze fell on the front door as he heard the lock of the door unlock.

Jimin slowly entered the house, closing the door behind him.

Shit, Jimin was early.

When he looked up at him, a scream escaped his lips.

"Yoongi?? What the hell is going on!? Tell me this is a prank!" He looked at him with wide eyes, shocked at the sight of those tentacles.

"I.... I don't know what's going on." He sobbed, tears already streaming down his cheeks.

"I asked Hoseok to go to the pharmacy and ask if they had any pills similar to Viagra, but instead of going there, he decided to go to a store near his house." He explained.

"And you took them without even reading the package?" Jimin didn't know whether to slap Hoseok or his boyfriend for being so foolish.

"Oh shit!" Jimin screamed as a tentacle lunged at him, grabbing him by the waist and bringing him closer to Yoongi.

"Where's the package?" The younger one asked, blushing terribly at the short distance they still had.

"On the kitchen cabinet." He whispered, looking into his eyes.

"Can I?" He asked, pointing to his purple tentacle. 

"I... I can't control them." He scratched the back of his head, embarrassed as ever. 

Jimin nodded, but didn't lose heart. 

He placed a hand on it, slowly stroking it. 

The tentacle loosened its grip, then slowly detached itself from his side. 

"How..." "Well, i think sometimes, with a little kindness, will go a long way." He smiled at him, kissing his cheek. 

"Now let's see how we can help you." Yoongi followed him into the kitchen, still shocked. 

The younger one took the packet of pills in his hands, turning it over and reading the information. 

"Well, it looks like you're going to be like this until you satisfy them." He said after a couple of minutes, after thinking about how he could explain everything he had read to his poor Yoongi. 

"What do you mean?" Jimin sighed, looking into his eyes. 

"Why did you take those pills?" 

“To make me last longer…to please you more…” He whispered awkwardly, his ears and cheeks completely red.

“Okay, try to listen. Those tentacles want the same thing and they won’t go away before you and I-“

“No! I don’t want to hurt you, I don’t even know how to handle them, I-“ He stopped when he felt Jimin’s hand caress his cheek.

“Hey, don’t worry. I know you’ll never hurt me.” He smiled at him.

“Jimin…” “Come on, let’s go to the bedroom.” He took his hand, pulling his boyfriend with him until they were in their bedroom.

"I hate to tell you this, but your shirt is completely torn." Jimin chuckled, tearing his boyfriend's white shirt even more, revealing his chest.

He ran his fingers over his red back, right where the tentacles were coming out.

"That must have hurt." Yoongi nodded at his words, enjoying Jimin's soft fingers on his skin.

He bit his lower lip when his boyfriend decided to undo the button of his pants, pulling them down with his boxers.

Jimin couldn't help but yelp in shock, his eyes widening.

"What?" Yoongi then asked, looking down.

"Oh... oh no..." Fresh tears wet his cheeks.

"Ey, ey, don't do that. It's double the fun, right?" Jimin chuckled, lowering himself to his knees to be at the same height as Yoongi's two cocks.

"Jimin-" A loud moan escaped his lips as the younger one took one of them into his mouth, wrapping a hand around the second.

Yoongi's hands went to Jimin's hair, squeezing it.

As he did so, two of his tentacles went to his shoulders, ripping his shirt off, making him whimper.

With that done, they moved to the younger one's pants, undoing the button and sliding inside them.

One to grab his erection, the second to rub itself in the middle of his ass.

The third, who had been holding back all this time, moved to stimulate one of his nipples.

"Ah!" Jimin tried to catch his breath, the pleasure almost too strong, being touched in multiple places.

"Y-Yoon-" He bit his bottom lip, squeezing his boyfriend's thigh.

The older one lifted him off the floor, carrying him to the bed.

His hands quickly removed his pants and boxers, while the three tentacles were already busy continuing to pleasure Jimin.

Yoongi separated Jimin's legs, taking the bottle of lube in his hands, but someone was faster than him.

"Ah!" Jimin screamed, feeling his walls burn.

"I'm sorry-" Yoongi panicked, trying to pull the tentacle back as hard as he could, but it didn't budge.

"It's okay, it just burned for a little while." Jimin sighed, throwing his head back.

After that, the tentacle started to move inside him, while the other two continued to pleasure his shaft and nipples.

"Oh-" He moaned softly, then bit his lower lip.

Yoongi lowered himself on him, starting to kiss him with passion, desire.

"How do you feel?" He asks after a while, lowering himself to his neck, starting to leave a purple stain on it,

"Good. But I have to say it's weird, it's so slimy." He chuckled, clutching the eldest's long, dark hair in his hands.

"Ah- Yoongi!" His legs gripped his waist when he found his prostate.

"Oh fuck, always there, please." He whimpered and the tentacle complied, as if it understood.

It hit his prostate each time, each time harder and Jimin didn't even have time to understand what was happening before he came on his own chest.

His legs started to shake, but the tentacle wasn't about to stop.

"Too much- oh. Yoongi, Yoongi-" ​​He gripped his boyfriend's broad shoulders, tears wetting his cheeks.

"Jimin-" A grunting groan left his lips when the tentacle suddenly stopped.

Jimin whimpered as the latter filled him completely.

"So much-" He kissed Yoongi's lips, squeezing his biceps.

"I want you inside me. Yoongi, please." He sobbed.

"Jimin, are you sure? You just came-" "God, Yoongi, if I say to do it, just do it!" He almost screamed and Yoongi had to hold back his laughter.

The tentacle pulled out of Jimin's hole.

Yoongi took both cocks in his hand, looking the younger one in the eyes.

"Both?" "Yoongi." He glared and Yoongi could only nod.

He aligned himself with the younger one's opening, entering him, feeling him hiss for a second.

Yoongi bit his bottom lip until he could taste the metallic taste of blood in his mouth, feeling double the normal pleasure.

"God..." He threw his head back.

"I can already feel like I'm fucking close!" He whimpered.

"You can come as many times as you want, love." He said, kissing his temples.

Jimin smiled.

"You can move." Yoongi nodded, holding onto his waist. He pulled back a little, then pushed into him again, immediately hitting his prostate.

"Fuck!" He cried out, his eyes rolling back in pleasure.

"This is so weird-" Yoongi whispered into his neck, feeling the tentacle's seed move with him with each thrust.

"So weird, but so good. So hot." He groaned, closing his eyes.

"You kinky little shit." He chuckled, biting his collarbones.

His breath hitched in his throat as a tentacle swooped down on his neck, circling around it.

"Hey, hey, stop!" Yoongi said, squeezing him in his hands, trying to loosen his grip.

"He's not squeezing, I see he already knows what I like." Jimin chuckled, biting his bottom lip.

"Don't stop." He said, looking into his eyes.

"Okay, okay." He continued to thrust into him, going faster after a while.

He kept going like this for a while, until Jimin's legs were shaking again.

"Did you just come?" Yoongi then chuckled.

Jimin nodded slowly, sobbing.

"Keep going. Please." He sobbed, clutching his shoulders.

Yoongi obliged, continuing to move inside him, increasing both the speed and force of his thrusts.

Jimin's moans began to become more frequent and louder.

Yoongi joined him, feeling his orgasm approaching.

It didn't take him long, just three more thrusts and he poured himself inside his boyfriend, filling him twice as full.

"Oh..." Jimin whimpered, bringing a hand to his swollen belly.

"Beautiful." Yoongi whispered after looking him up and down.

He slowly pulled out of the younger one, lying down next to him.

"They're gone.." Jimin managed to whisper, looking into his eyes.

"I didn't even notice." He only realized it when he saw his normal shaft.

"Well, I have to say, I'm really mad at you because you know we don't need things like that to have fun. 

You know I don't mind if you come before me." 

"I love you just the way you are, you know." He leaned into the older boy's chest, burying his face in the crook of his neck. 

"Mhm, but admit you liked it." 

"Yes. It was a good experience. We could do it again." The younger boy chuckled at the end.

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•••

It was a normal Saturday night for Jimin.

His friends had invited him to go to a small bar with them and when he heard that Yoongi would be with them, he didn't think twice before accepting the invitation.

In fact, he had been preparing himself very carefully.

He had already started two hours earlier, taking all the time in the world in the shower, even shaving.

He felt like that was the perfect night.

He put on some eyeshadow and his cherry lip gloss, making his lips slightly red.

Yoongi meanwhile was in a panic.

He kept pacing back and forth in the house, not knowing what to wear, where to start.

"You're giving us anxiety like this too. Stop it for heaven's sake!" Seokjin shouted, throwing his hands up in the air.

"You don't understand!" Yoongi then shouted, running a hand over his face.

"Hey, don't start it. Yoongi, remember those black dress pants you got last time? Wear those with the black V-neck shirt and your jacket. Maybe with your hair slicked back. 

Jimin won't be able to resist you." Jungkook replied, chuckling.

"Jimin is already head over heels in love with Yoongi." Namjoon replied, making the latter blush.

"That's not true." "Honey, just because you don't believe it doesn't mean it's not true." Seokjin glared at him.

"You've kissed so many times and I don't even get me started what Jimin says to me sometimes." Jungkook chuckled.

"It's just... if everything goes well, he'll be my first official boyfriend..." He said, biting his lower lip.

"We know Yoonie, and that's why we're here." Seokjin stood up from his seat, going to hug him. 

"Thanks guys."

•••

Yoongi and the other three boys were the first to arrive at the bar, already sitting at the counter and ordering a couple of drinks.

Jimin arrived twenty minutes later, accompanied by Taehyung and Hoseok.

"Hey guys." They greeted the others after approaching them.

"Finally! Come on, get something to drink and let's go sit on the sofa." Jungkook chuckled.

Yoongi and Jimin looked into each other's eyes, scrutinizing every little detail.

The boys looked at them and smiled.

They decided to walk away, leaving them alone.

"You... you really are gorgeous." Yoongi was the first to speak, swallowing hard.

"Thanks. You look really good too." Jimin smiled, approaching him.

He greeted him with a kiss on the lips and Yoongi swore he felt his head spin for a moment.

"How about we go dance a little, mhm?" And who was Yoongi to say no to the younger one?

So he stood up, wrapping his hand around Jimin's hip as they pushed through the sweaty bodies of people.

Jimin put his hands on the older one's neck, smiling at him.

"I'm glad you came." He said, starting to sway his hips to the music.

"Just because you're here." He whispered.

Jimin blushed terribly at that.

"Jimin... I've been wanting to ask for a long time, but I never found the right way." He began, caressing his hip.

"Tell me." Jimin's eyes sparkled.

"Would you like to be my boyfriend?" He asked after taking a deep breath.

Jimin's smile widened.

"Yes." He replied and in less than a second, his lips were already on Yoongi's, savoring the sweet flavor of mint.

The kiss lasted a long time, Jimin had already let his tongue slide into the older man's mouth.

A small sigh left his lips when Yoongi bit his bottom lip between his teeth.

"Take me home, please. I've waited too long to have you all to myself." He whispered in his ear.

Yoongi felt his excitement start to rise and quickly nodded, before taking his hand in his and guiding him to the exit.

The car ride was quick, neither of them wanting to wait too long. Jimin's hand on his thigh went up every time and every time Yoongi tried to stop him.

When they got to Yoongi's house, the younger one wasted no time, pinning Yoongi against the wall and kissing him passionately.

It was only when Jimin tried to undo his pants that Yoongi stopped him.

"Wait." Yoongi looked into his eyes.

"What's going on?" He asked, pulling away from him a little.

"I..." "If you don't want to, that's fine. We can lie down in bed and stay like that until we fall asleep." He smiled, caressing his cheek.

"It's not that... it's just... I've never gone all the way with a guy... I don't want to disappoint your expectations..." He finally confessed.

Jimin smiled.

"You're really cute." He chuckled.

"You don't have to worry. I can take the reins." A smirk appeared on his face.

"Why don't you show me your room?" He asked, grabbing him by the collar.

“Come with me.” Yoongi smiled, leading him to the bedroom.

After they entered the room, Jimin pushed the older one onto the bed, starting to undress him.

He started with his jacket, then his shirt.

Then he knelt in front of him, undoing his pants, then pulling them down with his boxers.

“Oh wow.” Jimin chuckled, taking the older one’s shaft in his hand.

Yoongi’s hand found the younger one’s cheek, guiding him to his erection.

Jimin smiled, licking his lips.

He moved closer to it, licking it from bottom to top, then taking it all the way into his mouth.

“Oh fuck-“ Yoongi hissed, squeezing his hair in his hands.

Jimin’s hot mouth started to move and Yoongi swore he’d never had so much pleasure from a blowjob.

After a while, Jimin released his erection with a small “pop,” standing up to undress as well.

“Want to prep me?” he asked after being naked.

“Yes.” He answered immediately, already busy getting the bottle of lube and some condoms.

Meanwhile, Jimin lay down on the bed, looking at the eldest with a smile plastered on his face.

Yoongi moved closer to him, letting a generous amount of lube drip onto his fingers and Jimin’s entrance.

He rubbed his finger on Jimin’s little hole for a second, before sliding a finger into him.

He started moving almost immediately, encouraged by Jimin’s small sighs.

In fact, he pushed a second one in after not long, immediately starting to scissor properly.

“Yoongi…” He bit his lower lip.

“What is it?” The elder asked, stroking his smooth, flat stomach.

“I want to feel you inside me.” Yoongi felt hornier than ever.

Jimin stood up, kissing him, while taking a condom that Yoongi had placed on the nightstand.

He unrolled it on the elder’s shaft, sitting astride his legs.

“Jimin, you’re beautiful.” Yoongi whispered, stroking his thigh.

The younger smiled, blushing.

He rose from his legs.

With his hand he aligned the elder’s shaft at his entrance, and then slowly lowered himself onto it, looking into Yoongi’s eyes.

“Ah-“ They moaned together, Yoongi throwing his head back.

“You’re so tight.” He said, biting his lower lip.

He stood still for a second, then began to rock his hips, testing the waters.

After doing this, he used his knees to help himself up just enough to lower himself onto Yoongi’s shaft again.

He moved his hips, biting his bottom lip to keep from making too much noise.

Yoongi looked into his eyes, holding onto one of his hands to help him stay balanced.

Yoongi couldn't help but think about how beautiful Jimin looked and how much pleasure he was giving him, riding him like that.

He continued to bounce on his dick, stopping occasionally to rotate his hips.

Jimin suddenly stopped, squeezing his legs together.

"Oh, fuck-" He whimpered.

He began to move again, trying to hit his prostate each time.

Yoongi meanwhile rested his heels on the bed, meeting Jimin's thrusts each time he went down, making him scream in pleasure.

Jimin knew he couldn't hold out much longer, he could already feel the pleasure in his belly.

So he decided to speed up his movements.

His legs hurt, they burned like they were on fire, but he didn't care.

He wanted his orgasm, he wanted it so much.

And looking at the way Yoongi was enjoying it, how his cheeks were red as blood, he wanted it even more and not just for him.

So he continued, moaning Yoongi's name each time, until he finally released himself, staining Yoongi's belly with his seed.

Yoongi followed after less than a minute, pouring into the condom.

"Wow, that was amazing." Yoongi chuckled, hugging the younger boy's waist.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." He then smiled at him, slipping off the older boy's shaft, then lying down next to him.

That was just the beginning.

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"That was the last one." Hoseok said, then let the mattress fall to the floor.

"Did you choose the movie?" Yoongi asked the three youngest, placing two bowls full of popcorn on the coffee table.

"Yeah. Just finished. Jungkook wanted to watch Iron Man again, but we convinced him to watch something scarier." Jimin replied, putting the movie on the television, pausing it.

Yoongi smiled, going to help Namjoon and Seokjin with the drinks, while Hoseok grabbed the blankets.

"Okay, is everyone here?" Seokjin asked after turning off the light.

"Yeah. Come on, press start." They got comfortable, Jungkook lying on his stomach on Taehyung's lap.

The movie started and so they also started munching on the popcorn.

Jimin shifted his gaze to Yoongi. The eldest was focused on the movie.

•••

"Next time, we’re gonna choose a movie. It wasn't scary at all, even Hoba wasn't scared." Yoongi said as soon as the movie ended, huffing.

"Hey, leave me out of this." Hoseok chuckled.

"At least I can sleep without any trauma." He yawned.

"Mhm, come on, let's just leave it and sleep." Seokjin said, yawning as well.

He turned off the TV and lay down, pulling the blanket with him. So did Namjoon and Hoseok, wishing the others goodnight.

Jungkook and Taehyung had already collapsed halfway through the movie.

Jimin and Yoongi looked at each other, then lay down on the mattresses too, covering themselves with a blanket.

Jimin held his breath for a minute at the closeness to Yoongi.

He wanted to get closer, to put his face on his neck, to hug him and feel the warmth of his body.

He wondered if he was asleep already, after all it had been a while since they said goodnight.

He slowly approached him after a long conversation with himself.

He rested his head on his back, his legs touching the elder's.

He bit his lower lip when he felt his shaft awaken.

His cheeks flushed and he was grateful for the darkness.

He looked ahead, watching the elder's breathing.

They were so regular and slow.

He was definitely asleep.

One hundred percent.

Jimin brought his legs closer to Yoongi's, risking a small movement forward, rubbing himself against his thigh.

A small moan left his lips.

He immediately placed his hand over his mouth, his eyes wide.

Damn, it felt so good.

He risked a small glance up and sighed when he realized nothing had changed.

He moved again, keeping his hand on his lips to keep any sound from escaping.

He froze when he felt Yoongi move.

“Jimin?” He called in a whisper and Jimin bit his bottom lip.

Fuck no. Yoongi is going to hate him....

The older one turned around, Jimin’s face colliding with his chest and he almost screamed.

He felt the older one’s hands on his hips, trying to push him away from him for a bit, so he could look him in the eyes.

“Jimin, are you okay?” The younger one nodded quickly.

“You’re…” Jimin hid his face in Yoongi’s chest, whimpering.

“Please don’t hate me…” He whispered.

He felt Yoongi chuckle at that.

“I’m not mad.” A hand came to rest on his cheek, causing Jimin to look up at him.

“Keep going.” He whispered in his ear, and Jimin swore he felt himself blush even more.

“Y-Yoongi…” He followed his words, rubbing himself against his leg, shivering at how much the sensation made him weaker.

“Can I- My boxers…” he couldn’t finish the sentence, whimpering at the contact.

“They’re in the middle, right? You can’t feel the pleasure you’re supposed to feel.” He said, placing a kiss on his hair.

Jimin nodded softly.

“Why don’t we take them off then?” He asked, placing his hands on his hips, going down to the waistband of his boxers.

“Please…” He said, biting his lower lip.

“How can I deny you something like that if you’re asking me that like a good boy?” He smiled, sliding his boxers down to his thighs, freeing his erection.

“Ah-“ A moan escaped his lips as he tried to move against Yoongi’s leg again, this time completely without intrusion.

“Shh, I know, I know.” He said, stroking his hair.

“Yoongi…” One of his hands moved down, finding Yoongi’s bulge.

His breath caught in his throat.

“Don’t you want to take them off?” He asked in a whisper.

“Do you want me to take them off?” “Yes. Yes please.” He hid his face in the crook of her neck, embarrassed to ask such a thing.

“Okay.” After receiving the elder’s consent, Jimin quickly pulled down his boxers.

Yoongi’s shaft popped out, resting on his stomach, and Jimin wasted no time in taking it in his hand.

“Wait, I have a better idea.” Yoongi said after hissing at the good feeling Jimin’s hands gave him.

“What is it?” He asked, looking up.

A long moan left his lips as he felt Yoongi’s hand on him, bringing him closer to his shaft, before wrapping his hand around both of the shafts.

“Oh fuck… Yoongi…” He whimpered, sniffling.

“So good…” He whispered into the crook of his neck, feeling the pleasure deepen.

He breathed in Yoongi’s scent, that mix of musk and sandalwood that made him lose his mind.

“Go on, move.” He told him.

He moved him from his neck, just enough to bring his lips to his neck, biting him lightly, while a hand rested on his lips to keep sounds from coming out.

Jimin squinted, following the elder’s directions, starting to move in Yoongi’s hand, rubbing himself on the latter’s shaft each time.

“Mhm…” He moaned into the elder’s hand.

He felt like he couldn’t resist much longer, his movements began to become faster, almost errant.

Meanwhile, he felt goosebumps and shivers rising up his spine from Yoongi’s breathing and teeth on his neck.

Suddenly, Yoongi’s hand moved from his lips. He placed two fingers under his chin, lifting it just enough to place his lips on his.

Jimin’s eyes widened, immediately stopping all his movements.

Yoongi smiled into the kiss, starting to move his hand quickly, him also being close to his release.

And it was when Jimin finally returned the kiss that they both came in the elder's hand.

They pulled away, smiling.

"Thank you," Jimin whispered on his lips.

"Anytime." The elder said in a sensual tone, and then left a kiss on Jimin's forehead.

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•••

"I can't believe it!" Jimin threw his hands up in exasperation.

"This is the fifth potion we've tried and we can't find the right element! How can it be that hard to make us fly without the help of that stupid broom!?" He snorted and whimpered.

"Calm down now. Let's try this." Yoongi entered the room with a lizard tail and various herbs in a jar.

"Didn't we try those before?" Jimin asked, pointing at the jar.

"No, they're completely different." He chuckled, shaking his head.

He threw them into the cauldron in the center of the room, then turned it three times before adding the lizard tail.

Jimin jumped at the sudden noise of the bubble inside the cauldron.

"Do you think this is finally the one?" Jimin asked hopefully.

"I think so." Yoongi took two test tubes, filling them up to a little more than halfway and then handed one to the younger one.

They looked into each other's eyes for a second, then took courage, drinking it until the end of the test tube.

They waited a bit for some result.

A result that unfortunately did not come.

"Okay, enough, I give up. I'm going home." Jimin said after huffing.

"I'm sorry, I really thought this was the right time." The older one sighed, accompanying Jimin to the door.

"It's okay hyung. See you tomorrow." He smiled at him, then said goodbye.

•••

It was two in the morning when Jimin and Yoongi woke up, with an unfortunately very obvious boner in their pajama pants.

"Ugh..." Yoongi immediately stopped when he heard a voice that wasn't his.

It was higher pitched, not his normal raspy voice, especially when he first woke up,

"What...?" He placed a hand on his lips, immediately sitting up and turning on the bedside lamp.

A small scream left his lips when he saw that the room he was in wasn't his.

The bed was completely different.

Jimin's reaction was the same.

He jumped out of bed at the sound of the hoarse voice of the older boy he had spent the afternoon with.

They both ran to a mirror, and immediately froze at the sight of a face that wasn't theirs.

Jimin had Yoongi's face in front of him and Yoongi, Jimin's face.

Their eyes moved to the clearly visible bulge.

A curse came out of their mouths and the first thing they thought was: "how to downplay a bulge without undressing?" And the first thing that came to mind was of course waiting.

Half an hour passed.

It still was the same situation: the bulge wouldn't go down.

Yoongi sighed, getting up from the bed again.

He paced for a minute, not knowing what to do.

He looked at himself in the mirror again and decided to pull down his pajama pants first.

He bit his lower lip, twisting around a bit.

Jimin’s ass was so fucking sexy.

He lifted his shirt, staring at his flat stomach, then looked at his nipples in shock.

Jimin had nipple piercings.

“Jimin, how the fuck are you so sexy?” He whispered.

His hands went to Jimin’s bulge, squeezing it.

He moaned, feeling the pleasure rising.

With a little courage, he pulled down his boxers. His dick popped out, resting on his stomach.

He sighed, then got back on the bed, lying down.

He grabbed his shaft with his hand, biting his lip before starting to move his hand up and down.

A small shiver ran down his spine.

He turned his head to the side, wondering if there was a bottle of lube in the nightstand drawer.

He didn't think about it much, he reached out, opening the drawer and smiled to find exactly what he was looking for.

He spread a little of lube on his shaft, then continued to move his hand, moaning softly.

His other hand rested on his chest, running two of his fingers over a nipple, touching it.

He moaned in pleasure, continuing to touch that little nub of flesh, squeezing it between his fingers.

His other hand continued to pleasure his shaft, but soon he realized he wanted more.

He looked at the bottle of lube for a second, and then looked at his shaft.

He took the bottle in his hand, letting some of the lube fall onto his hand.

He brought two fingers to his ass, rubbing them on his opening.

From the moan of pleasure that left his lips, he knew he needed more.

He had never done this, he had never had anything inside him, but apparently Jimin did, from the way his finger quickly slid inside his little hole.

“Ah-“ He moaned, starting to move his finger in and out.

Soon the second one joined in, starting to scissor and increase the speed of his thrusts.

It felt good, so so good.

His fingers soon found his prostate.

A jolt of pleasure made his legs tremble.

“Fuck… yes…” He moaned, trying the best to bend his fingers so that he could press them on that pleasurable spot every time.

He moved his hand from his nipples to his shaft, feeling double the pleasure and feeling like he couldn’t hold out much longer.

He did indeed come after a few more thrusts on his prostate, getting all his cum on his belly.

Meanwhile Jimin was in the bathroom and had just pulled down his boxers.

He was left speechless by the size the older one had.

“Damn Yoongi, if I had known before I would have given you an amazing blowjob.” He whimpered, cringing at how his voice came out.

His hand wrapped around the older man’s size, moaning even then how his big hand could wrap around his shaft like that.

The raspy moans didn’t help at all, they only made him hornier.

He started pleasuring himself, moving his hand from top to bottom, increasing the speed more and more.

It didn’t take long for Jimin to come on his hand either. Between Yoongi’s sexy voice and the thought of taking him in his mouth, his seed had already stained his hand and his belly.

He tried to catch his breath, closing his eyes for a moment.

When he opened them, Jimin found himself in his bedroom, his seed still on his belly and completely naked.

He blushed at the thought of Yoongi in his body.

He jumped when he heard his phone ring.

He answered after seeing who it was.

“Yoongi.. ey…” He whispered, feeling the embarrassment rising tremendously.

“Jimin… um… I’m not crazy, right? Did you wake up in a different body too?” He asked after a while, thinking about how to explain it.

“Yeah… maybe it was the potion…” “It could have been.” He agreed with him.

They were silent for a while.

“Um listen… do you have something to do tomorrow afternoon?” he suddenly asked.

“No, why?” Jimin bit his lower lip, silently praying that Yoongi was hitting on him.

“I wanted to ask you if you’d agree to go out with me.”

“Is this a date by any chance?” Jimin asked with a smile on his face.

“Yeah. If you want to be of course.” The eldest chuckled.

“Yeah, I’d love to.” He then replied, smiling.

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•••

"Yoongi..." Jimin grabbed his collar, pulling him closer to his face.

"What are you trying to do?" The eldest asked, looking into his eyes.

"I have a surprise for you." He whispered an inch from his lips.

"Really?" The eldest smiled at him.

"Mhm. Come to the bedroom." Jimin bit his lower lip, dragging him into their bedroom.

He sat the eldest down on the bed, starting to take off his shirt.

He quickly took off his pants, showing Yoongi his new set of lingerie.

Yoongi's breath caught in his throat.

His mouth was already watering, and he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to stop the urge to jump on him.

"Jimin... are you sure?" He asked, caressing his smooth thighs, then squeezing his ass.

Jimin let out a long moan.

"You're so beautiful, Jimin-ah." He watched as the younger boy's dick twitched at his words and smiled.

"Actually... I don't feel ready yet... but-" 

"Jiminie, we've already talked about this, if you don't feel ready we won't do anything. Don't feel pressured into doing something." Yoongi stood up from the bed, caressing his face.

"I know, but I wanted to do something for you." He bit his lip, sitting Yoongi down again, before straddling him.

He began to move on him, swaying his hips, feeling Yoongi’s bulge grow bigger every time he ground himself against him.

"Jimin-" He groaned, throwing his head back, placing his hands on his ass, squeezing it.

He looked up at him with a small smile on his face, undoing the button of his pants.

"Jimin, don't-" "Hey, trust me." He chuckled, pulling down both his pants and his boxers.

He bit his lip, watching Yoongi’s big dick pop out of his boxers.

He wrapped his hand around his shaft, moving it up and down a few times, before moving his lips to it, licking from the base to the head.

After doing so, he took it all the way into his mouth.

A curse escaped Yoongi’s lips, hissing from the pleasure Jimin was giving him with his mouth.

“Where did you learn this stuff, hm?” He asked, clenching his hair in his hands.

Jimin released his shaft with a nice ‘pop’, but continued to move his hand.

“Taehyung gave me a few ideas of how I can give you pleasure without actually having sex and I think you’re going to love it a lot.” He chuckled, pulling away from him, then lying down.

“Come on, get naked and come over here.” He said, biting his lower lip.

Yoongi looked at his face for a minute, shocked by what he had heard, and then followed his directions.

He got up from the bed, pulling down his pants and boxers, throwing them to some random part of the room, making his shirt disappear as well.

He lay down on Jimin, starting to kiss him passionately, while continuing to caress his body.

Jimin meanwhile took the bottle of lube that he had bought just two days ago and that he had already put in the drawer of the bedside table.

He passed it to Yoongi, then opened his legs to accommodate him better.

"Put it here." He whispered in a sensual tone, placing his hand on top of his white lace panties.

Yoongi closed his eyes, breathing deeply, then placed his shaft where Jimin had just told him.

Jimin squeezed some lube on his dick, also staining his panties.

"Cum on my panties, Yoongi." He bit his lower lip and Yoongi moaned, smiling.

"You're crazy. You're completely crazy." He giggled, then kissed the younger one.

He lifted a small part of his boyfriend's panties, inserting his penis and starting to move as if he were pushing inside him.

He hissed, feeling the pleasure rising just from something like that.

Yoongi lowered himself onto him, starting to kiss the younger one deeply again, feeling Jimin moaning on his mouth.

"Yoongi..." He moaned, throwing his head back.

The older one moved closer to his neck, starting to bite and lick it until small purple spots came out.

The bites continued up to the clearly visible collarbones, caressing his sides in the process, making the younger one shiver.

He pulled away from his body for a minute, then brought his lips closer to his boyfriend's nipple, sucking it fervently.

One of his hands squeezing the second one between his fingers.

Jimin started to moan louder, already feeling tears forming in his eyes.

He felt his shaft starting to leak precum from how Yoongi continued to give him attention, not only with his hands, but also with his dick.

Yoongi placed his hands on his butt cheeks, separating them and rubbing his dick over his hole, making him moan even more.

"I can imagine how tight you'll be. You'll definitely take me so well." He whispered into his neck, making Jimin shiver at the thought of the elder inside him.

He felt good right now. His boyfriend always made him feel so comfortable.

Jimin picked up the bottle of lube he'd thrown on the bed before, squeezing some more over the elder's red shaft.

His panties now ruined.

The thrusts became faster and slippery.

Yoongi tried to alternate: a couple of times on Jimin's entrance, then moving on to rub himself on his shaft.

"So good... Jimin..." He moaned into his ear, sending shivers down his spine at his husky, sexy voice.

"Yoongi, kiss me, please." He said it in a needy voice, feeling like he couldn’t hold out much longer with all that attention.

Yoongi followed his request, leaning over him again, enclosing the younger’s lips with his own in a long, needy kiss.

Yoongi also felt like he couldn’t hold out much longer.

He felt Jimin’s seed staining his belly, but he didn’t stop. He didn’t stop moving his hips until he felt himself coming too.

“Jimin-” He squeezed his eyes shut, biting his lips.

“On my underwear, please, dirty me, Yoongi, give me your cum.” The younger whimpered, looking into his eyes, and at that point, Yoongi couldn’t see anymore, spilling himself onto Jimin’s now ruined lace panties.

“That was so intense…” The older whispered, trying to catch his breath again.

“I agree. I have Taehyung to thank.” The younger one chuckled.

"Mhm… I love you blossom." He smiled at him, kissing his forehead.

"I love you too." Jimin smiled back.

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•••

“Why did you put all this ice in here?” Jimin suddenly asked, looking into the red bucket his boyfriend had just placed on the table.

Jimin had come home after seven hours of work. He had been greeted with a nice dinner made by his Yoongi.

“A little surprise for later.” He told him. He felt the eldest’s arms wrap around his hips, hugging him. Then he placed a kiss on his cheek, making him chuckle.

He was so grateful for Yoongi.

He felt so loved and protected every single day.

“Why don’t you go to our room already? I’ll finish up here and come over.” He asked, resting his head on his shoulder.

Jimin nodded slowly, smiling at him, then placed a kiss on his lips.

He pulled away from him, watching as Yoongi put away the last dishes.

Meanwhile, he entered the room, taking off his shirt, finally breathing again.

“I see that someone here already decided what to do.” He heard his boyfriend say.

Yoongi entered the room, closing the door behind him, and then approached Jimin.

He started kissing him, running his hands over his boyfriend’s bare chest, enjoying the softness of his skin.

“What are you going to do, mhm?” Jimin asked with a smile on his lips, after he pulled away from the elder.

“You’ll feel it soon.” Yoongi chuckled.

Jimin frowned at the elder’s statement, wondering if he had heard wrong.

“What do you mean?” He decided to ask.

Yoongi showed him a blindfold and felt his cheeks grow warmer at the sight.

He swallowed hard, noticing that in his other hand he was holding a rope.

“How about we move to the bed?” He asked with a sly smile on his face.

“Okay.” He nodded slowly, following his words.

“Let’s get rid of these bulky clothes.” He whispered, opening the button of his boyfriend's pants, then pulling them down along with his boxers.

He made Jimin lie down on the bed, starting to caress every part of his body.

He went up with his fingers on his arms, joining them with one hand, then passing the rope he had in his hands on his wrists.

He then tied them to the bed.

"Okay?" "Yes." Jimin whispered, looking into his eyes.

"Now I'm going to put this on." The younger boy's gaze moved to the blindfold Yoongi had in his hand, then nodded at his words.

In a minute, Jimin's vision went black, his breathing quickened.

Yoongi started with simple kisses.

The first on his lips, then he went down to his neck, his collarbone, his chest, lingering a little longer on his nipples.

Jimin arched his back, moaning at the pleasure Yoongi gave him after taking one of his nipples into his mouth.

His kisses continued, going to his stomach, then his inner thigh.

Jimin had to bite his lower lip, trying not to make too much noise.

Yoongi began to suck on a couple of spots on them, leaving a trail of hickeys.

Then he pulled away from him, taking his surprise in his hands.

Jimin hissed and shivered at the sudden cold he felt on his collarbones.

Ice.

Yoongi moved the ice cube, running it over his chest, until he saw it completely melted.

“Yoongi!” Jimin groaned loudly as the older one placed two ice cubes on his nipples.

“Mhm, are you okay?” He asked, leaving a kiss on the younger one’s neck.

“Yes-“ His breathing became uneven at the cold and pleasure he was feeling.

“Why don’t we move a little lower?” He said in that sultry voice of his, making the younger one shiver even more.

Jimin nodded vigorously, already feeling the droplets of water running down his chest.

He let out a small scream as he felt the cold on his shaft.

"Yoongi! Oh-" he threw his head back, feeling tears soaking the blindfold over his eyes.

The elder smiled, moving the ice cube all over his shaft, watching the droplets of cold water run down.

With a second hand, he took another ice cube, placing it on the younger's thigh, smiling as he saw him arch his back again.

He tortured him like that for a bit more, before separating his legs.

He changed position, moving closer to the younger's ass.

An unhealthy idea crossed his mind.

"Yoongi? What are you going to do?" Jimin asked with a shaking voice.

"You'll feel it soon." The elder chuckled, before taking another ice cube in his hands.

He separated the pats of his ass, bringing the cube closer to the younger's hole.

He pushed it slowly inside him, feeling Jimin scream in pleasure, his back arching more than before.

"Another one?" He asked and saw Jimin nod.

Yoongi smiled, sliding the second cube into him as well.

After a while, he decided to stand up, pulling down his pants, freeing his dick.

He quickly put on a condom, squeezing a little lube onto it.

He positioned himself between Jimin's legs, entering him in one go, moaning at the feeling of the frozen contact that the ice had left.

Jimin meanwhile moaned in pleasure, already starting to move his hips, making the older chuckle.

Yoongi started to thrust into him, taking an ice cube and bringing it back to his shaft.

Jimin whimpered.

"Yoongi- Yoongi-" ​​It was all he could say at that moment.

His mind completely clouded with pleasure.

"Please-" He sobbed, making the older boy smile.

"Are you going to come?" Yoongi then asked.

"Yes- Yes, please, make me come." 

"Come for me Jiminie." He said, increasing his thrusts as well.

Jimin came first with a high, sharp moan.

Yoongi instead continued to thrust into him for a while longer, going deeper and deeper.

After a few more thrusts, he spilled into the condom with a long moan, burying his face in the crook of the younger boy's neck, breathing heavily.

When he regained his breath, he pulled away from him, starting to untie his wrists.

Finally, he removed the blindfold.

"That was wonderful, so intense." He said, smiling.

"Thank you." Yoongi smiled, kissing his lips.

"You don't have to thank me." He whispered to him.

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"Jimin, come here." Jungkook called him to sit on the couch where Taehyung and Seokjin were also sitting.

"What is it?" He asked, walking over to them.

They made him sit on the couch.

"Hoseok hyung has something to give you." Taehyung chuckled with a mischievous look.

"Now you're scaring me." He watched Hoseok walk towards them, handing him a sealed envelope.

"You don't have to be scared, look inside." He smiled, sitting down next to them.

Jimin swallowed, nodding slowly, then opened the envelope.

He took out a note.

"And what is this?" Jimin asked, looking into his friends' eyes.

"A massage appointment at a good friend of mine's spa." Hoseok replied with a smile on his face.

"You guys are crazy. I'm not going. I'm not even thinking about it." He said, remembering the photos Hoseok had shown him a few days ago.

He was immediately impressed, he had immediately said how attractive he found his friend, but he had never thought that his friends could come up with something like that.

"You are. The appointment is in three hours. Now go get washed up and we'll take you there." Taehyung told him, pushing him playfully.

"Okay, okay." He ran a hand over his face, then left them in the living room.

He went up the stairs, grabbed his things and went to take a shower.

After changing, he dried his hair quickly, then looked at himself in the mirror.

He fixed his hair as best as he could and left his face without makeup, not knowing which massage they had chosen.

He went downstairs and saw the others smiling at him.

"Come on, let's go." The first to get up was Seokjin, dragging the others into his car.

"The massage is already paid for by us. You just have to go in, give this paper to the front lady and relax." He explained as he stopped in front of the studio.

"Guys-" "Come on, go." They didn't let him speak, throwing him out of the car.

He tried to rebel, but as soon as he was out, they drove off, leaving him there alone.

Jimin bit his lower lip, pausing to look at the entrance.

He took a deep breath before going inside.

He was greeted by calm music creating a peaceful atmosphere.

The color beige dominated the rooms.

There were a few people waiting seated, a lady sitting behind a counter typing something on the computer.

He approached her, opening the envelope and taking the card in his hands.

"Good afternoon, I have an appointment..." He approached the lady, smiling at her.

"Good afternoon. Do you have a card with you or a QR Code to confirm your appointment?" Jimin nodded at this question, handing her the paper he had in his hand.

She thanked him, typing everything into the computer in front of her.

"Yoongi will be free in five minutes, in the meantime you can take a seat in the waiting room. I'll call you as soon as you can come in." He thanked her, giving her a big smile, then went to sit down.

He didn't wait long, he heard his name almost immediately.

"Always ahead, room four on the right." The girl told him.

"Thank you so much." He smiled at her, then followed her directions.

He knocked on the door and only after a hoarse voice told him to come in, did he enter, closing the door behind him.

"Hello. Jimin, right? Hoseok told me you would come by." He said, smiling.

"Um... yes. Nice to meet you." Jimin immediately felt his cheeks redden at the sight of the boy he had seen in the photos. He was even more handsome in reality.

"I'll give you some privacy to undress. The towel is over there, I'll go get the oil." He smiled at him, then pointed to the chair where he had previously placed the white towel.

He thanked him, waiting for the eldest to leave the room, before starting to undress.

He thought twice before taking off his boxers as well, then wrapping the towel around his waist.

He lay down on the bed, anxiously waiting for Yoongi.

He suddenly heard two small knocks on the door.

"Yes?" The door opened and Yoongi came in, carrying a small bottle of oil with him.

"Shall we start in the front or the back?" He asked.

"Whatever is better for you." "Okay, then can you turn around please?" Jimin nodded, doing his best to turn around without letting the towel slip.

"Okay, why don't you tell me about yourself in the meantime?" Yoongi asked.

The younger one felt drops of oil on his back, immediately starting to massage his shoulders, his neck, then his back.

Jimin couldn't help but groan, feeling his cheeks immediately redden.

"I'm sorry..." he bit his lower lip. He wanted to dig his own grave.

"Don't worry." The older one chuckled.

Yoongi's hands were so expert and soft...

"I... well, my name is Jimin and I'm twenty-four..." He whispered, finally answering his question.

"Relax." Yoongi whispered when Jimin froze, feeling Yoongi's hands on his legs.

He tried to relax his muscles as Yoongi had told him, but it was as if the older one was doing everything he could to provoke a reaction from him.

He felt his hands move up and down his thigh, stopping several times on his inner thigh as well.

Jimin pressed his lips into a small line, trying to swallow his moans.

"Turn around please." Jimin tried to compose himself, slowly turning around.

Yoongi started with his legs, moving his fingers up his calves, stopping several times on his inner thigh again.

He touched his lower areas and a moan escaped his lips.

"I'm sorry." "Don't- Don't worry." He swallowed hard at Yoongi's husky voice.

Yoongi's fingers rested on his stomach, following the massage on his chest and Jimin was ashamed to feel his shaft awaken.

Another fifteen minutes passed like that, until Yoongi pulled away from him.

"Well, we're done here. If you want, I'm free again in two days. I recommend a special package of mine. Since I know you, I'll give you a thirty percent discount." Jimin sat up, watching the elder wipe his hands on a small towel.

"Um... okay." He replied and Yoongi smiled.

"You can get dressed. In the meantime, I'll go tell my assistant to give you the card for the appointment." Jimin thanked him.

He quickly got dressed, then left the room.

"Mr. Park, Yoongi asked me to give you this. Have a good day." The girl behind the counter said to him, smiling at him, handing him a card.

"Thank you very much, goodbye." The answers, leaving the study.

He was shocked to see Seokjin's car in front of the entrance.

"Hey, hop in." He laughed, letting him in.

"You guys are crazy." He finally managed to say after getting into the car, closing the door.

He ran his hands over his face.

"What happened?" He chuckled as he started the car.

"I got a half-hard boner in the middle of the massage. God, this is so embarrassing." He whimpered.

Jin burst out laughing.

"Did he say something?" "No. He didn't say anything, but he gave me this." He told him, handing him the card as he parked in front of his house.

"I can't believe it." He laughed.

"Jimin, it's an intimate massage." "WHAT!?" He yelled.

"Yoongi doesn't do that kind of massage." Seokjin then said.

"What did I just accept." Jimin whimpered.

"Hey, if he recommended this, it means he's a little interested in you, right?" He told him with a smirk on his face.

"Stop it." He covered his face with his hands.

•••

The two days had passed quickly, in fact Jimin found himself once again in the waiting room of the massage studio.

The young lady called his name after ten minutes.

Jimin felt the anxiety rising like never before as he knocked on the door.

Yoongi's hoarse voice invited him to come in and he did, closing the door behind him.

"I'm happy to see you here again Jimin. How are you?" He asked him smiling.

"Good... and you?" He returned the smile.

"Good too. I'll go get the oil, you can already start undressing and getting on your stomach on the table." Jimin nodded and waited for Yoongi to leave the room to undress and put the white towel on his hips.

He slowly lay down on the table, waiting patiently for the elder.

It didn't take him long to return, knocking on the door before entering like the first time.

"Are you ready?" Jimin nodded slowly, then felt the oil fall on his back.

He shivered as he felt Yoongi's hands on his skin again.

The massage started normally, but he tensed as he felt his hands on his ass.

"If you don't like something, tell me, okay?" He asked in his ear, making him shiver.

He nodded slowly, not trusting his voice at all.

He pulled the towel away, making the younger boy swallow dry.

He massaged his ass, spreading more oil on it.

"You can turn around." He said in a sensual voice.

Jimin nodded, turning around.

He blushed at his half erection.

"Don't be embarrassed, it's normal." He smiled at him, spreading some oil on his chest as well.

He started massaging there, his fingers brushing his nipples.

"Ah-" He groaned, feeling tears in his eyes.

His other hand moved down to his legs, separating them.

His finger rubbed against his hole, making Jimin moan even louder.

"Yoongi-" ​​He whimpered, feeling Yoongi's finger enter him.

Yoongi's lips moved to his chest, kissing his collarbones.

He wrapped his second hand around the younger man's erection, moving it up and down.

Jimin felt the pleasure rise quickly, as Yoongi added a second finger, starting to scissor right away.

"Ah-" he almost screamed, feeling those long fingers hit his prostate.

Yoongi grinned, hitting the same spot each time, until Jimin spilled onto the older man's hand, with a long, high-pitched moan.

"You did so well." Yoongi smiled at him, as Jimin tried to catch his breath.

"You can get dressed if you want." He said, handing him a tablecloth to clean himself.

Jimin nodded slowly, thanking him for the towel.

He quickly cleaned himself up, then got dressed under Yoongi's eyes.

"Um..." He started, but the elder stopped him, quickly approaching him.

"I hope to see you again soon." He felt Yoongi's hand on the pat of his pants, smiling at him.

"Have a nice day." He was shocked to feel Yoongi's lips on his cheek.

"Y..you too." He stammered, feeling himself blush.

Jimin quickly left the office, forgetting to even say bye to the girl behind the counter.

He reached into the pocket of his pants pat, pulling out a small note.

He gasped when he saw a phone number written on it.

"I can't believe it. He just left me his number-" A small smile appeared on his lips.

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••••

Namjoon:

-What are you still doing awake?

-I can't sleep,

I don't even feel tired.

Yoongi huffed after sending the message.

It was three in the morning and he had been trying to sleep for over four hours.

There was no way, he had tried everything he could think of: taking a hot shower, watching videos of kittens or asmr videos, but nothing.

He had even read an entire book.

He had found himself reading old messages, when his friend Namjoon had decided to text him, asking him why he was still awake.

Namjoon:

-Try to see if this link

helps you: https://....

Yoongi stared at the link for a while, wondering whether to click it or not.

After a while he decided to click on it.

The link began to open in the browser and Yoongi waited patiently.

The page took a while to load.

The phone screen turned completely red, making Yoongi anxious.

He tried to go back, but it felt like his phone had frozen.

Suddenly, he heard a loud thud coming from his closet and his blood ran cold.

He had never believed in ghosts or monsters or anything like that, but that noise didn’t seem like a normal one.

He quickly got up from his bed, throwing his phone on the carpet.

He turned on the light from the bedside lamp, grabbing the first thing that came to his hand, which was the small vase he had bought just that week.

He walked over to the closet and, with one shaking hand, opened the closet door.

His other hand was already in the air, ready to hit whoever was there.

Instead of hitting anyone, the vase hit the floor with a loud thud.

Yoongi’s eyes widened as he saw a creature with red skin.

“What?” He tried to say, immediately walking away when the creature came out of the closet.

“Hey, I’m Jimin. Did you call me? I was in the middle of my beauty bath.” He said with a huff. 

He rolled his eyes, annoyed.

Yoongi thought that his look was quite cocky.

“Called? I didn’t do anything at all, I don’t even know who or what you are.” Yoongi started to argue, crossing his arms.

He looked the creature up and down, noticing small horns sticking out of what looked like really soft blonde hair.

The eyes were bright red, the lips looked so fucking soft.

He noticed its pointed teeth from the start.

“Your phone. You opened the link and called me all the way here.” 

“Okay, that doesn’t explain what the hell you are.” Jimin rolled his eyes, shaking his head.

“A succubus?” He asked as if it were obvious, spinning around to show him his body.

Yoongi swallowed hard at the sight of that firm ass covered only by a black leather miniskirt.

His hips were encircled by a silver chain, his chest covered only by a see-through crop top, giving a glimpse of those small nipple piercings.

A small tail was sticking out of his lower back.

“I’ve never heard of Succubus.” He told him, to which Jimin snorted.

“Of course all the hot ones are completely stupid.” He swayed to Yoongi’s bed, laying down on it.

“Come here, idiot, I’ll give you the best night of your life.” He smirked.

Yoongi looked at him in shock, still standing in his place.

"Do I have to beg you?" He asked in a bored tone.

"Come on, you don't even have to prep me." He opened his legs, revealing the plug he had just put in.

Yoongi opened his mouth, feeling his dick swell in his pants.

"I can do it myself if you don't want to."

"Shut your mouth."

"Make me if you dare." His eyes glinted gold, making the elder gasp.

He quickly moved closer to him, starting to undress.

"Oh wow. I think you'll make up for disturbing me real quickly with that big thing." Jimin licked his lips, looking down at Yoongi's shaft.

He got down on his knees on the bed, wrapping a hand around Yoongi's cock.

He felt him hiss, resting his hand on his cheek.

His thumb slipped into Jimin's mouth and he sucked it without waiting.

"Feed me properly, please." He whispered in a sensual voice. He didn't wait for Yoongi to say anything, he simply took him completely into his mouth, moaning at the sweet taste.

Yoongi panted, squeezing the younger boy's hair between his fingers.

He continued to pleasure him with his mouth, taking him deeper and deeper.

"Fuck, Jimin, your mouth..." He moaned, throwing his head back.

Jimin smiled, continuing to bob his head up and down until he felt Yoongi's juice fill his mouth.

He moaned, swallowing it all and licking his lips at the end.

"That's great, but it's not enough." He told him, making him lie down on the bed.

He didn't even give him time to ask what he meant, straddling him.

He took the plug out, showing it to Yoongi.

"I'm so wet. You don't know how much that big cock of yours is turning me on." He said it with a high-pitched cry.

He lined up his shaft at his hole, lowering himself in one swoop, making the older man moan loudly.

Jimin bit his bottom lip, rocking his hips for a bit, then lifting himself up just enough to lower himself back down.

"Mhm... in all this you still haven't told me your name. What should I call you?" He giggled, still moving on top of him.

"Yoongi. Please tell me I can touch you." He moaned.

"You can do whatever you want to me, baby." The younger man smirked.

A small cry of surprise left his lips when Yoongi's hands landed on his chest, completely tearing his crop top apart.

"Hey, that was new." Jimin whimpered.

He moaned as he felt Yoongi's lips on one of his nipples, his hands exploring his exposed skin.

"Yoongi!" Jimin's hands went to Yoongi's hair, squeezing it tightly between his fingers.

A cry of pleasure left his lips as Yoongi began to thrust into him, meeting his thrusts.

The sounds of skin on skin filled the room.

"Is this all you can do, mhm?" He asked defiantly.

He regretted his question as soon as Yoongi grabbed his thighs, turning them so that he would be on top of him.

"Ah-" He felt tears roll down his cheeks as Yoongi thrusted deep into him.

"Fuck, Yoongi!" He screamed as he hit his prostate.

He clutched his back, squeezing his eyes shut.

He felt his legs shake.

"Someone's about to come."

"Fuck you Yoongi, shut up." He said through gritted teeth.

"Make me darling." He chuckled.

Jimin cupped his face in his hands, smearing his lips over the older one's.

He felt Yoongi squeeze his ass and hip, thrusting deeper and faster into him.

"Oh fuck, I'm about to come." Yoongi groaned into his neck, biting his skin.

"Yes, yes, Yoongi, give me your seed, feed me." Jimin whimpered, clutching his hair in his hands, feeling the pleasure rising more and more.

He was extremely close too.

Jimin screamed when Yoongi decided to pull his tail.

"Not the tail!" He screamed. At that, Jimin came immediately on his belly, his legs shaking.

Yoongi came inside the younger one not even two thrusts later.

"Ah! So much!" He felt the tears continue to roll down his cheeks.

Yoongi finished filling him up, then pulled away from him.

He removed his shaft from him, then lay on his side, trying to regulate his breathing.

"What are you going to do now?" He asked after taking a deep breath.

"I'm leaving." Jimin said with a shrug.

He stood up from the bed, Yoongi's seed starting to run down between his thighs.

"Hey, wait." He took it from his wrist.

"Are you coming back?" He asked with a hopeful look.

"What? Did you fall for me?" He chuckled.

"If you want to see me you can hit that link again." He waved at him, stepping back into the closet.

Yoongi quickly stood up, opening the closet door.

"What..." he whispered when he saw no one inside.

He felt a burning pain on his rib.

When he looked he was surprised to see two initials.

J.M

Yoongi smiled, rolling his eyes.

Yes, he would call him again, he was sure of it.

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•••

"Okay, you wanna tell me what the hell is wrong with you?" Jimin asked, throwing his hands up in the air.

They had just come back from a dinner with their colleagues.

Yoongi put his keys on the cabinet by the front door, hanging his jacket on the coat rack.

"You mean you didn't notice at all?" Yoongi asked in a grumpy tone.

"Please enlighten me, because I have no idea what you're talking about." Jimin replied after taking a deep breath.

"That piece of shit, Yun has been flirting with you all night!" "And I think you noticed that I didn't pay any attention to him, I hope?" Jimin stood in front of his boyfriend, crossing his arms over his chest.

"What? Don't tell me you're jealous?" He chuckled, moving closer to him.

"You know I only want you." He wrapped his arms around the elder's neck, looking into his eyes.

"Yoongi, come on. What can I do to make your night better?" Yoongi looked into his eyes, shaking his head.

A smile formed on his lips.

"Come here." He kissed his boyfriend's soft lips, taking off his jacket.

"You know, I should punish you for not telling him to stop." He said, kissing his neck.

"Punish me then." He bit his lower lip, already knowing what the elder was talking about.

Yoongi grinned, picking Jimin up, making him yelp in surprise.

"Yoongi, come on." He chuckled, clapping his hand on the back.

The elder slapped him on the ass, making his boyfriend moan.

He threw him onto the bed, immediately starting to undress him, kissing his neck and then moving to his chest.

"I'm going to need those ropes I bought last month." He whispered hoarsely, pulling away from him.

He looked at Jimin's thin naked body, licking his lips.

He walked over to the nightstand, opening the drawer and pulling out the rope he had mentioned.

He approached the younger boy again, taking off his shirt and throwing it on the floor.

“Hands.” Jimin obeyed immediately, stretching out his arms.

Yoongi tied his wrists to the headboard, not too tight to hurt, but just enough to keep him still.

“What are you going to do to me now, mhm?” Jimin asked challengingly.

“Oh, you're going to like it. You're going to come when I say so, as many times as I want, and however I want. I don't care how much your legs shake, how many tears fall down your cheeks. I know how much you like it.” He said with a grin, and Jimin let out a small moan as he imagined everything his boyfriend had just said to him.

“Oh, I almost forgot.” Jimin’s eyes widened at the clips Yoongi picked up.

“What are you going to do with those?” He asked with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

He moved closer to him, his fingers brushing the bare skin of his chest.

He said nothing, attaching the clip to his side, making the younger boy gasp.

Yoongi smiled, attaching more to both sides, enjoying Jimin’s little gasps each time.

“Mhm… how about attaching one here?” He asked playfully, squeezing one of his nipples between his fingers.

“Ah!” Jimin yelled, throwing his head back.

Another scream left his lips as Yoongi attached the clamp to his nipple, then another to the second.

"Yoongi..." Jimin sobbed, feeling his boyfriend's hand wrap around his shaft.

The elder squeezed some lube onto it, starting to move his hand.

He moved his face closer to Jimin's inner thigh, starting to bite, lick, and kiss a few spots.

Jimin tried to squirm, throwing his head back in pleasure.

"Ah ah ah, hold still." "Ah!" He screamed as he pulled the clamp onto his nipple.

The mix of pleasure and pain was just what he needed to lose his mind.

"Open your legs." Jimin whimpered at Yoongi's attractive and authoritative voice, quickly opening his legs as commanded.

Yoongi wasted no time, squeezing more lube onto his fingers, quickly sliding two fingers inside Jimin.

"Oh- Oh Yoongi..." He could already feel his legs shaking, as Yoongi squeezed his erection, blocking his orgasm.

"Remember. You can only come when I say so." He whispered in his ear, starting to move his fingers inside his boyfriend.

"Shit, Yoongi!" He bit his lower lip, arching his back.

He quickly moved his hand up and down three times, then removed it from his shaft, making Jimin whimper.

Tears were already present on his cheeks.

A slap landed on his thigh and Jimin couldn't help but moan.

Yoongi smirked. He knew how much the younger boy loved this. How much he loved being submissive, having Yoongi take control.

The two fingers became three, immediately finding his prostate, making Jimin jump in pleasure.

"Hold it." He told him in a firm voice, wrapping his hand around Jimin's shaft again.

A sob escaped the younger's lips, new hot tears making their way to his cheeks.

"Yoongi- Yoongi, please! Can I? Can I come?" He asked between sobs, squeezing his eyes shut.

"No." Jimin whimpered at that answer, trying to hold back.

A long grunt escaped from him as Yoongi pulled both his hand and fingers away from him.

His legs began to shake, but he didn't spill, following Yoongi's orders.

The older gave him a long kiss on the lips as a reward, giving him a hard slap on the butt.

"Yoongi!" He screamed as the latter began to pull on the clamps. Just enough so that they wouldn't come off.

"Yoongi, please, I need to come, please." He whimpered.

"Mhm, do you want to come that bad?" He asked in a playful tone, slapping his chest.

"Yes! Yes, please!" He gritted his teeth, begging him.

"Okay, let's see if you can come on my command. If you can, you'll get a treat." He smiled at him, kissing his lips.

Jimin nodded vigorously.

He thanked him more than three times, too caught up in the pleasure, when Yoongi's three fingers filled him again and his hand wrapped around his shaft again.

"Fuck!" He screamed as the elder began to move his fingers quickly inside him, each time touching his prostate.

Jimin's face was now all red from pleasure, his makeup completely smudged, mixing with his tears.

The two veins on his neck became more visible as he tried to breathe evenly, but it seemed almost impossible with the pleasure Yoongi was giving him.

"Yoongi-" ​​He begged with a high-pitched moan, feeling oh, so close to his climax.

"Come." And at his husky and firm voice, Jimin came, staining his belly with his seed.

Yoongi didn't stop there, instead, his fingers continued to molest his prostate.

Beads of sweat began to run down Jimin's temples, who was now desperately trying to catch his breath.

He couldn't even moan anymore from all that immense pleasure Yoongi was giving him.

He started to squirm when Yoongi added his fourth finger, trying to go faster and deeper.

"Fuck!" Jimin screamed.

He saw everything white for a moment, starting to squirt between him and Yoongi.

His legs began to shake terribly and he arched his back, trying to catch his breath.

"Yoongi..." He sobbed, immediately closing his legs.

"You did so well, honey." The eldest whispered to him, kissing his forehead.

He caressed his legs, trying to get them to stop shaking.

When he had succeeded, he took the towel he had placed on the nightstand at the beginning, drying off any residue of Jimin.

"What was that? It felt so good." He asked as he untied his hands.

"You just squirted." Yoongi chuckled, kissing his lips.

"Oh-" "Come on, take a bath with me, I just came in my pants." At this Jimin started laughing.

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Namjoon walked to the front door as soon as he heard the doorbell ring.

It was definitely their pizzas.

They had come home an hour ago and none of them felt like cooking, so they decided to get four boxes of pizza.

"Good evening, I'm the delivery guy from Crush Pizza, I have your order." The delivery guy said softly after Namjoon opened the door for him.

He was a boy about their age, with dyed gray hair, small dark eyes, and what looked like soft red lips.

"Thank you so much." He took the four pizzas from the delivery guy, handing them to Jungkook to pay.

"How much do I owe you?" He asked, reaching into his wallet.

"Here's the receipt, it's sixty dollars." He replied, handing him the receipt.

Namjoon was about to give him the money, when he heard the others whining.

"What is it?" He then asked.

"These pizzas are wrong. They are not our orders." At these words, he immediately turned to the delivery boy.

He had gone completely pale, the smile he was wearing was gone.

"It... it can't be. I'm so sorry, it never happened to me. I- I'll go back and pay for everything, I'm so sorry!" He lowered his head.

Meanwhile, Namjoon looked at him the whole time, scanning him from top to bottom, then decided to speak.

"Is this your last shift for tonight?" He suddenly asked, making the boy stop talking.

The latter's eyes widened.

"Yes... I was about to go home, I never thought I'd get the pizza wrong, it wasn't my intention..." He bit his lower lip in embarrassment. His cheeks were as red as cherries.

"Mhm, how about you repay us in other ways? Only if you want of course." Namjoon's mischievous grin said it all.

The delivery boy was left speechless, shocked by the proposal.

"Okay, but my boss mustn't know about this, otherwise I'll lose my job." He said after thinking about it for a bit.

After all, he needed some fun.

His days were work home, home work, for too long now and from the little he had seen, the boys seemed really attractive.

He entered the house, the eldest made him take off his shoes and jacket.

"I'm Namjoon. What's your name?" He asked smiling.

"Jimin."

"Okay Jimin, come to the living room, I'll introduce you to the others." Jimin nodded, following him to the living room, where there were five other boys.

His eyes stopped on one boy in particular. Cat-like eyes, dark hair, half of it tied in a ponytail.

He was dressed only in gray sweatpants and a white t-shirt.

"Jimin, this is Jungkook, Taehyung, Hoseok, Seokjin hyung and lastly Yoongi hyung. Guys, this is Jimin." Namjoon introduced them.

"He messed up our order and decided to help us in other ways, didn't you Jimin?" He asked, leaning closer to his neck.

Jimin shivered, nodding slowly.

"Are you sure you can hold all six of us?" Yoongi's raspy voice made him blush.

He was so fucking attractive.

"Um... I think... I think so." He whispered, looking down.

"You're really cute." Taehyung commented, chuckling.

All the boys stood up, approaching the delivery man. All except Yoongi.

The latter was looking him up and down and Jimin felt those eyes on him. He felt himself getting even redder and no, this shouldn't have happened, after all he would never see him again. He wouldn't be delivering pizza to that address again. It would be too embarrassing, that was for sure.

"Why don't we start by seeing what's underneath these clothes that are three times your size, mhm?" Jungkook asked in a sultry voice. Jimin gulped at that.

One of the boys had already removed the cap he was wearing.

Jungkook brought his hands to the corners of his shirt, taking it off and throwing it to the floor.

"Wow." Hoseok bit his lower lip, looking him up and down.

Jimin's eyes found Yoongi's. He was watching too.

"Ah-" Jimin groaned, taken aback when Taehyung squeezed one of his nipples between his fingers.

Jungkook smirked, squeezing the other one at the same time.

Namjoon stood behind him, placing his hands on his butt cheeks.

Jimin bit his lower lip, trying not to make any noise when Jungkook and Taehyung decided to take his nipples in their mouths.

He threw his head back, clutching the two boys' hair in his hands.

"Yoongi-ah, come and have some fun too." Seokjin shouted at him when Namjoon finally decided to pull down the younger boy's pants.

"Woah, Yoongi hyung, you absolutely have to see it, he has a wonderful ass." Hoseok's words made him whimper.

He opened his eyes, seeing that Yoongi slowly approached the boys, him.

His bulge clearly visible.

"You're right, really firm." He said in a hoarse voice, leaving a slap on the boy's ass.

"Fuck..." He whispered.

"Seems like someone likes that." Hoseok chuckled.

"Why don't you get on the couch?" Seokjin asked.

Jimin nodded, kneeling on the couch, his ass exposed.

Jungkook had already completely undressed and walked behind the couch. His cock was a few inches away from Jimin.

Jimin looked at him, licking his lips before starting to take him in his mouth.

"Ah!" Jungkook hissed, signaling the others to come closer.

Hoseok and Seokjin looked at each other and decided to go one to one side and the other to the other, undressing completely.

"Jimin, your hands." Jungkook pointed out the other two to his side and Jimin paused for a moment, looking around.

He nodded slowly, smiling, then wrapped his hand around Seokjin's shaft, the other around Hoseok's, remaining immensely in disbelief at the greatness of all three boys.

Yes, he was going to have a great time tonight.

After starting to move his hands and hearing the two boys' small moans, Jimin turned to the front, taking Jungkook's cock into his mouth again.

"Wow Nam, you really nailed it." He heard Taehyung say.

"Yoongi, do you want to have the honor?" Namjoon asked, starting to slide his pants down. Taehyung followed.

"With great pleasure." Jimin didn't understand what Namjoon was talking about until he felt something cold on his hole.

He groaned, his eyes widening as he felt Yoongi's finger enter him.

He began to thrust into him, quickly adding the second one as well.

"You're tight. You're not a virgin, are you?" He asked when his fingers meets some resistance.

"No. It's just that I haven't had sex with anyone in a while." The younger confessed, taking Jungkook's shaft out of his mouth for a second.

"Okay. I'll make sure to prepare you properly then." He said with a grin. Jimin didn't think much about it, continuing to pleasure the three boys, when a long moan escaped his lips, making Junkook moan as well.

Yoongi. Yoongi's tongue had just entered his hole.

He felt his legs start to shake.

Yoongi smiled, continuing to move both his fingers and his tongue.

He continued like this for a long time, fucking him like that, scissoring to open his entrance as best as he could so he wouldn't feel any pain.

He finally pulled away from him, licking his lips.

"Enjoy, guys." He said, slapping him again, enjoying the way Jimin jumped, then stood up from the ground.

He moved to the side, freeing his cock and starting to pump it with his hand as he watched Namjoon put on a condom and enter Jimin completely.

He moaned at Jimin's high-pitched moan.

Jimin was so fucking sexy.

Those tattoos he hid under his clothes, those toned legs, his flat stomach, that firm ass, that hairless cock, and finally that angelic face.

Jimin was beautiful everywhere. Yoongi really thought so.

He watched Namjoon thrust into him hard, penetrating him completely. Jimin arched his back, taking everything the boy was giving him, while pleasuring the other three.

It didn't take long for the three boys to come. Seokjin and Hoseok on his face, Jungkook in his mouth, and Jimin swallowed it all, even showing his tongue, which Yoongi was surprised to see was a piercing on it.

The three moved aside, making room for Taehyung.

Jimin looked into his eyes, taking his shaft in his hand, starting to pleasure him quickly.

"Jimin! Fuck, I'm about to come, open up." Namjoon told him, coming out of his hole and running in front of him.

He removed the condom and Jimin opened his mouth as instructed, waiting for the elder's seed, which didn't take long to arrive.

Next to enter Jimin was Hoseok, moaning as he was inside him.

"Fuck, you're still so tight." He moaned, starting to move inside him.

Namjoon meanwhile grabbed a towel, laying it on the couch so as not to get it dirty, then sat down, starting to play with Jimin's nipples, making him whimper in pleasure.

"Yoongi..." He heard himself being called. He stopped his movements, looking into his eyes.

"Come here." He said in a needy voice, looking at the elder's big cock. It was bigger than the others and Jimin's eyes darkened at the mere thought of having it inside him.

The elder smiled, nodding slowly, then moved closer to him.

Jimin didn't wait a second, immediately taking Yoongi into his mouth.

"Ah! Fuck, your mouth is amazing." He moaned as he felt the younger man's piercing on his shaft.

Hoseok finished quickly, as did Seokjin, this because their first orgasm.

They came on the younger man's back after taking off the condom.

Next to enter the delivery boy, was Jungkook, biting his lower lip at how good it felt inside Jimin.

"When are you going to take me?" Jimin asked in between his moans, rolling his eyes up at Yoongi.

"Last. That way you can feel the pleasure until the end." He replied, running his thumb over his swollen lips and Jimin felt himself grow even redder.

Fuck, Yoongi was so hot.

"Jimin!" Jungkook pulled out of the boy, coming on his back, like the others.

Taehyung pulled out of his grip, going to stand behind him.

He entered in one fell swoop, making Jimin squint.

"How many are we on?" He asked, chuckling, watching Jimin come again on the towel.

"The fourth orgasm." Jungkook answered, smiling.

It was just the two of them and Yoongi left.

The others had gone upstairs to take a shower.

Jimin's legs began to shake and he squeezed Yoongi's legs, trying to calm himself.

It was difficult given the hard and deep thrusts Taehyung was giving.

"Fuck!" He sobbed.

"Jimin, I want to come inside your mouth." He told him, pulling out of him.

"Come here." He managed to say. His voice hoarse.

Taehyung didn't need to be told twice, he took off the condom and stood in front of him.

He took it in his mouth and the younger one didn't even take a couple of minutes before pouring himself inside his mouth.

Jimin swallowed it all, raising his head to look at Yoongi.

"The others just finished, is it okay if we leave you two alone to have fun while we go take a shower?" Jungkook asked after hearing the last bathroom door open.

"Sure." Yoongi said, licking his lips.

Jimin bit his bottom lip, looking into his eyes longingly.

The other two looked into each other's eyes, smirking.

"Looks like someone's really into it." Taehyung whispered to Jungkook, wiggling his eyebrows.

Yoongi didn't answer him, pretending not to hear as he put the condom on.

He laid Jimin down, looking into his eyes as he finally entered him.

"Fuck." He groaned, throwing his head back.

"You're still this tight after taking five cocks." Yoongi bit his bottom lip.

At that, the younger one whimpered, coming on Yoongi's stomach.

"You’re so beautiful when you come." He whispered in his ear, licking his earlobe.

"Yoongi-" ​​He sobbed, holding onto his shoulders.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard and good that I'll ruin you for everyone." He told him.

"Please." Jimin felt tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Fuck Jimin..." He moaned. He gave three hard thrusts before pulling out of him and taking off the condom.

Jimin opened his mouth, showing his tongue, feeling extremely exhausted.

He waited for Yoongi's seed, looking into his eyes as he masturbated on him.

"So good." He whispered after swallowing the white liquid.

He tried to catch his breath.

"Do you want to take a shower?" Yoongi asked, caressing his face.

Jimin nodded slowly, trying not to close his eyes.

"Do you want to give me your number?" Jimin's eyes widened at the question.

"What?" "I'm interested in you, Jimin, and I think I’m not indifferent to you from the way you looked at me." He said, smiling at the last sentence.

Jimin chuckled, nodding slowly.

"Yeah, you're right."

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Yoongi couldn't take it anymore.

It was almost five pm and they had been in the dance room for at least four hours.

He had heard that song countless times and was literally going crazy.

Everyone was completely exhausted and sweaty.

Yoongi's eyes landed on Jimin's white shirt.

It was stuck to his chest, showing off his skin.

He licked his lips, his gaze trailing down to his gray pants.

"Okay, let's take a half hour break. We're almost done, we have a couple more steps and a couple more reps left." All seven boys took a breath of relief, looking into each other's eyes.

"Can we take an hour break so we can eat something? I'm literally starving." Seokjin stepped in the middle and everyone went along with it.

Their choreographer smiled at him.

"Okay, go ahead. I'll meet you back here at six." Great, she had also given them fifteen minutes in over an hour.

They thanked her, finally leaving the room.

"I'm going to get something from the restaurant downstairs, what do you want?" Namjoon asked, taking out his phone and opening his notes.

The boys gave him their order and Namjoon wrote everything down.

Seokjin decided to go with him.

"Okay, I'm going to lie down, I'm completely exhausted." Jungkook grunted. Taehyung and Hoseok followed him, yawning.

Jimin looked at Yoongi in the eyes.

"Shall we go too?" He asked, brushing his wet hair back.

"I have another idea." The eldest smirked, making Jimin frown.

"Come on." He took his hand, leading him towards the bathroom.

"Yoongi, what do you want to do?" He asked with a chuckle as the older boy locked the door behind them.

"You have no idea how fucking sexy you are, Mimi. White shirts and gray pants should be banned from the dancing room." Yoongi told him with a small pout on his lips, bringing his hands to the younger boy's hips.

The younger boy's face flushed red and a laugh escaped his lips.

"You're so stupid." He chuckled, before kissing him on the lips.

Yoongi's fingers quickly slipped under Jimin's shirt, making the younger boy shiver.

"Yoongi, we don't have much time." The younger boy told him as he tried to pull down his pants.

"Don't worry, we'll be quick." Yoongi took Jimin's hand, placing it on his obvious bulge.

The younger boy felt his cheeks burning like never before.

"The boys are literally over there, they'll hear us." "Not if you're quiet." Yoongi smirked, starting to kiss the younger's neck.

"Yoongi..." He groaned, bringing a hand to his lips so as not to make too much noise.

Yoongi smiled, starting to pull down the younger's pants.

He brought two fingers to his lips, wetting them well, and then went to rub them on Jimin's hole.

He entered him first with one finger, hearing the younger moan on his hand.

The latter brought the second hand to lower his boyfriend's sweatpants, wrapping it around his erection.

He began to masturbate him, spreading his pre-seminal fluid on his entire shaft.

Meanwhile, Yoongi inserted a second finger, increasing the speed of them.

Jimin hissed, biting his lower lip, when Yoongi hit his prostate.

"Fuck, Yoongi, always there." He whispered, resting his forehead on the older's shoulder.

He heard Yoongi chuckle, then following his command, colliding his fingers each time on his weakest spot.

After a while, he removed his fingers from Jimin's hole, looking into his eyes for a second.

There was no need to speak, Jimin knelt down, taking Yoongi completely into his mouth.

The latter threw his head back, stifling a raspy moan.

"Good, like this..." He whispered, tugging lightly at his hair.

Jimin looked into his eyes and Yoongi couldn't help but caress his cheek.

"So fucking sexy. You should see yourself." He told him and the younger moaned at the compliment.

He continued to pleasure the older one, then pulled away from him. There was a loud 'bop', Yoongi's shaft resting on his stomach.

"What are you waiting for?" Jimin asked in a sensual voice, leaning against the wall, sticking out his ass.

Yoongi smirked, moving closer to him.

He didn't wait for Jimin to say anything else, he aligned his shaft with his boyfriend's hole, penetrating him all the way.

A raspy moan escaped their lips in pleasure.

"You can start moving." Jimin whispered after a while, already starting to move his hips.

The elder didn't need to be told twice, he pulled back, then pushed into him again.

"Ah!" "Shh." Yoongi told him, bringing his hand to his lips, stopping every moan.

Jimin wasn't silent at all.

Yoongi continued to push faster and faster and deeper into his boyfriend, quickly finding his prostate.

Jimin rolled his eyes back, swallowing a small cry.

His legs began to shake as the elder tried to hit that small and pleasant spot each time, each time harder than the others.

"You drive me crazy!" He whimpered.

"Guys?" They immediately stopped when they heard someone knocking on the door.

They looked at each other for a moment.

"Are you guys there?" Jimin's eyes widened when he recognized Namjoon's voice.

"Yeah, we're here. Is something wrong?" Yoongi decided to answer after clearing his throat.

He looked at Jimin below him and didn't think twice before starting to move inside him again.

Jimin's eyes widened, shaking his head.

The panic in his eyes could be seen from a mile away, but Yoongi didn't think about stopping.

"Um... the food is here. Should we wait for you or-" 

"Give us five minutes and we'll be there." The eldest replied.

"Okay." Namjoon didn't say anything else, the only thing they could hear were his footsteps moving away.

"Are you completely crazy? He could have heard us!" He scolded him, but Yoongi smiled at him.

"Admit that it makes you hornier." He said with a grin, bringing his hand to wrap around the younger's erection, making him shudder.

He bit his lower lip, trying not to let out a moan, as Yoongi continued to increase his speed.

Jimin came quickly with a small, high-pitched cry.

"Jimin- I'm about to come, come here." He said, moving out of the younger's hole.

The younger quickly turned around, kneeling down and opening his mouth, waiting for his boyfriend's seed.

Yoongi continued to masturbate on Jimin's face, until he grabbed onto his hair, bringing him closer to his shaft.

The younger took him in his mouth, immediately feeling the older's seed inside it.

He swallowed it all, then stood up from the floor.

He placed a kiss on his lips, chuckling.

"Mhm, let's get settled and go eat, we have fifteen minutes left." 

"Okay." Jimin chuckled, pulling up his pants and starting to wash his hands.

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•••

"Hyung..." Jimin whimpered, staring at Yoongi's face on his phone screen.

"Don't be sad, Mimi, I'll be back soon, I promise." Yoongi told him in a calm voice.

"You said that last week too, then they extended your contract. Did you told him that you have an omega at home who's going crazy without his alpha!?" He raised his voice, exasperated.

"Of course I told him, but unfortunately there were a lot of inconveniences. Alpha will be there as soon as possible, Mimi." Jimin purred at the raspy voice.

"Alpha..." "I know, Mimi, I know. But you know what? I sent you a gift. It should arrive tomorrow." He smiled at him, making the omega's eyes widen.

"A gift?" His eyes lit up.

"That's right. As soon as I saw it, I thought about you, and there's a little surprise too." This made the omega smile.

"You didn't have to." He told him awkwardly.

"Of course I had to. I've been gone for a whole month, so that's the least I could do." Jimin heard voices in the background.

"They're calling me, our meeting is about to start. Pray for me that it's not too boring, or I'll fall asleep on the chair, I can feel it." At this, Jimin chuckled.

"I will. Call me as soon as you can, okay?" "Sure, honey. See you later." With that, Yoongi ended the call.

Jimin rolled over in bed, huffing and puffing.

It was late in Korea, almost 1AM..

Jimin was exhausted.

He just had time to put his phone on charge and get under the covers. Sleep set in and he immediately closed his eyes, falling into the arms of Morpheus in the blink of an eye.

•••

Jimin had just finished washing the dishes, it was 3PM when he heard the doorbell ring.

He frowned, looking at the clock for a second, then Yoongi’s words came to his mind.

A smile appeared on his lips, walking quickly towards the front door.

He opened it after looking through the peephole, making sure it was indeed the postman.

“A package for Park Jimin, is that you?” He asked with a smile.

“That’s right. Thank you so much!” He took the package in his hands with a big smile, before closing the door.

He went up to his room, before sitting on the bed and opening the package.

“Oh my god-“ He felt his cheeks grow warmer at the sight of a large teddy bear.

The thing that made him blush the most were the pheromones that came out of the package.

“Yoongi…” He whispered, taking the teddy bear in his hand, and bringing it to his face.

He breathed in his pheromones, immediately relaxing at them.

He picked up his phone, calling his alpha.

“Hey Mimi, are you okay?” He asked as soon as he accepted the call.

“Alpha, thank you! This is awesome!” It warmed Yoongi’s heart to see his omega smile so much at his gift.

“I’m glad you like it.” He chuckled.

“And your pheromones…” He bit his lower lip, feeling a little embarrassed.

“So you won’t miss me too much. I talked to my manager. I’ll be back in a couple of days.” 

“Finally! I swear, I was this close to calling your manager myself and yelling at him.” Jimin whined, crossing his arms over his chest.

The alpha chuckled.

“Are we that needy for our alphas, hm?” He teased.

“You don’t know how much…” “Don’t worry Mimi, I’ll be back soon.” After that, Jimin saw Yoongi yawn.

“What time is it there?” Jimin asked.

He hated that time zone. They always had to find a time that would work for both of them.

“Almost 1AM.” “Oh… okay…” Jimin nodded slowly, pouting.

“Hey, don’t be sad like that. We’ll be together again soon.” Yoongi tried to comfort him.

“Okay.” They bid their goodnight, then ended the call.

Jimin’s eyes landed on the teddy bear.

He bit his bottom lip, bringing the teddy bear closer to his face.

He rubbed it against his scent gland, moaning softly at the contact.

“Fuck…”

He looked down, feeling his cock awaken.

His slick began to slide down and he quickly removed his pants and boxers, not wanting to ruin them.

He wrapped his hand around his shaft, starting to inhale the strong alpha pheromones that the teddy bear was giving off.

“Yoongi…” He moaned softly, spreading the pre-cum all over his shaft.

The omega looked at the teddy bear once more, an idea popping into his head and he pulled it away from his neck, placing it on the bed.

He bit his bottom lip, feeling his cheeks blush like never before as he placed himself on top of it.

He lowered his hips, shivering as his cock brushed against the teddy bear. 

Yoongi’s pheromones didn’t help keep him calm at all.

He felt his head spinning with pleasure as he rubbed himself against the teddy.

He lowered himself further and further, resting his elbows on the mattress, moving his hips faster and faster, feeling oh, so needy.

He hadn’t touched himself much since Yoongi left for his business trip, he didn’t like the idea of ​​pleasuring himself without his alpha, but feeling those pheromones after almost over a month… it felt like he was in heat.

A high-pitched moan escaped his lips and he didn’t think twice before sliding one of his fingers inside him.

The finger slid inside without any resistance and Jimin decided to add a second, starting to thrust inside him immediately, starting to scissor as well.

“Yoongi… alpha…” He whimpered, also feeling tears wet his cheeks.

He needed Yoongi so bad...

He tried to grab onto something, feeling so close to his release.

He heard a small thud. He thought he dropped his phone, but he didn't care at all, continuing to move on the teddy, increasing the speed of his fingers.

He tried to hide his moans on his pillow, getting louder and louder, until a small, high-pitched scream escaped his lips, coming all over the teddy, making a mess.

The omega sniffed, looking at the dirty mess he had made underneath him.

He jumped at the sound of a small chuckle.

He widened his eyes, picking up his phone on the floor and blushed at the sight of Yoongi's face on the screen.

"I see you really liked my gift." He chuckled with a small grin on his face.

"This is so embarrassing." He whispered, covering his face with his hand.

"Don't be. When I get home I'll make you feel even better. You can bet on that." Jimin whimpered at that, knowing that Yoongi would surely keep his promise once he got back to him.

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“Yoongi, look, there’s Jimin over there.” Yoongi immediately turned around after his best friend’s words, fixing his gaze on Jimin’s small frame.

He had a hoodie much bigger than him, making him look even smaller than he already was.

“Stop staring at him like that, it looks like you’re undressing him with your mind.” Namjoon chuckled, patting him on the shoulder.

“I don’t know what to do.” The eldest huffed, feeling his heart jump a little at seeing Jimin laughing with his friend.

“Talk to him like a normal human?” “What if he’s not interested in me?” He asked a little anxiously, shifting his gaze to him.

“Yoongi, I don’t know if you’ve noticed how he looks at you while you’re playing basketball. What’s the worst thing he could say to you?” Yoongi felt his cheeks heat up at Namjoon’s revelation.

"Um... maybe you're right." The school bell rang, signaling that it was time to go to class.

——

It was four in the afternoon when classes finally ended.

Yoongi was heading to the library since Namjoon had texted him a few minutes ago that he saw Jimin in there, studying alone.

He didn't even think twice before running to the library to try to talk to him.

He took a deep breath before opening the door.

It was incredibly quiet and from what he could see, there was no one there.

No one except Jimin.

He was sitting on a red armchair, his legs pulled up to his chest while he was reading something in his notebook.

Yoongi took courage, walking closer to him.

"Hey, do you mind if I sit here?" He asked, smiling, trying not to let his nervousness show.

"Sure." The elder noticed the slight blush that appeared on his cheeks and smiled at it.

"You know... you're really cute..." He said after a while.

Jimin quickly looked up at him, his eyes wide.

"Oh... thank you." He smiled, hiding his face with the sleeve of his hoodie.

"I don't know if anyone ever told you this, but you have really beautiful eyes and... those freckles make you look even more unique." He saw the younger boy cover his entire face with his sleeves.

"Please stop." He whispered, embarrassed.

"Would you like to go on a date with me?" Jimin's eyes widened, looking at him carefully to see if he was just teasing him or saying the truth.

"Are you serious?" "Yes, why wouldn't I be?" Yoongi frowned at the younger boy's question.

"Well, the boys and girls in my class said you'd never be interested in me, that I'm too..." He tried to explain with his hands, pointing at his body.

"Too small?" Jimin nodded, looking at the ground.

"Well, if I have to tell you the truth, that's why I noticed you. I immediately thought of how cute you were..." He smiled, looking into his eyes.

Jimin covered his face with his sleeves again, letting out a small squeal of happiness, making the eldest giggle.

"I'm still waiting for an answer to my question." He told him, biting his lower lip.

"I'd love to." He whispered, his cheeks completely red.

"Then I'll pick you up tonight at eight. This is my number. You can text me the address." 

"Okay." He smiled at him.

——

It had been a couple of weeks since Jimin and Yoongi had their first date.

They had gotten together after their second date, the older one too impatient to wait.

Tomorrow was the last school basketball championship and Yoongi had just gotten out of practice.

Jimin was waiting for him behind the net, sitting on a small wall.

He had been there for the entire two hours watching them practice.

“Ey.” The older one greeted him with a small kiss on the lips.

“Ey, you were awesome. I’m sure tomorrow will be great.” Jimin said, smiling at him.

“I hope so. I have a bad feeling about this.” He snorted, running a hand over his face.

“Okay, how about I tell you that if you win I’ll give you a reward?” he asked, biting his lower lip.

“And what would that be?” Yoongi looked at him with a small smirk on his face.

“I’ll show you just how small I am even under my clothes, you can even touch me.” He said this with a completely red face, making Yoongi smile even more.

“How can you be so cute even when you say things like that?” He giggled, kissing him on the lips.

“I’m in.” He then said.

Yoongi walked Jimin home, since it was already late, and then returned to his own house.

He needed a good long rest if he wanted to get what Jimin had promised him.

He had to win at all costs.

——

“With the last goal, Team SUGA wins first place!” Jimin started jumping with joy.

“They won, guys!” He shouted to his friends, then went downstairs.

Everyone looked at him in shock, speechless when Yoongi approached him with a big smile.

He took him in his arms and the spectators started cheering when Yoongi decided to kiss Jimin in front of everyone.

“Let me take a quick shower and I’ll be right back.” He whispered, kissing him on the lips again.

Jimin nodded softly, already feeling so needy for him.

He let him go, going to take a couple of pictures with his team for their victory.

They continued talking about it in the locker room, insisting that they absolutely had to celebrate.

“Yoongi-yah! Are you coming with us or do you already have something planned with your boyfriend?” One of his team members asked as Yoongi got out of the shower, starting to get dressed.

“I’d love to come with you, but Jimin already thought of something.” At that, everyone started to whistle, playfully patting him on the back.

“Have a good evening then.” Another chuckled, clapping their hands.

“Thanks, see you guys tomorrow.” He chuckled at their reaction, then waved goodbye to everyone, leaving the locker room with his backpack on his shoulder.

Jimin was waiting for him at the door.

“What happened in there? I heard screaming.” Jimin immediately asked, worried.

“Nothing big, they’re happy that we’re spending the evening together.” Yoongi chuckled and the younger one went completely red, hitting him with a small fist.

“Yoongi! Why would you say that to them? It’s embarrassing!” He whimpered, covering his face.

“I just told them that we were planning to do something together.” Yoongi laughed, hugging the younger one’s small body.

"So you decided to keep your promise?" Jimin glared at him.

"I always keep my promises." Yoongi smiled, continuing to walk towards his house.

It didn't take them long to reach the front door.

As soon as they entered the house, Jimin connected his lips with Yoongi's. He jumped and the elder picked him up, shocked by his behavior.

His hands immediately grabbed his ass, squeezing it and hearing the sweet sound of Jimin's moans echoing in his ears.

Yoongi started walking, carrying his boyfriend to his room, before throwing him on the bed.

He looked into his eyes for a second before taking off his shirt, exposing his muscular chest.

Jimin bit his lower lip, already feeling extremely aroused.

The elder walked over to him, grabbing the sides of his sweater, before lifting it up and throwing it somewhere in the room.

He stood there staring at Jimin’s thin chest, those dark nipples.

“Wow, Jimin…” He whispered, lunging for one of his nipples.

Jimin gripped the elder’s hair, letting out a long moan.

“Y… Yoongi…” He felt his cock awaken at the sight of the elder so turned on by him, at the pleasure he was giving him.

“So sensitive.” He whispered.

He moved his hand to the younger boy’s pants, opening them and pulling them down, along with his boxers,

Jimin stifled a small sob when Yoongi’s hand tightened around his shaft.

“You’re so cute all over…” He said against his neck.

Jimin’s face was now on fire.

“Yoongi!” He almost screamed when the older man took his cock completely into his mouth, starting to move.

Jimin threw his head back, squeezing the older man’s bicep, feeling so close already.

“Hyung, I feel like…” A sob prevented him from finishing his sentence, but Yoongi understood anyway, increasing the speed of his movements, until he felt the younger man’s seed in his mouth.

“You really taste good.” Yoongi grinned, standing up and kissing Jimin’s lips.

Jimin’s hands went to the older man’s pants, undoing the button and unzipping the zipper, then pulling down the pants.

Yoongi helped him, taking them off completely along with his boxers, throwing them to the floor, then doing the same with the younger man’s jeans and boxers.

“Oh-“ Jimin blushed at the sight of his boyfriend’s large shaft.

“Do you like what you see?” Yoongi asked with a hoarse voice.

Jimin swallowed, nodding slowly, and then approached it, taking it in his hand.

He started to lick it from the bottom to the top, making the older boy grunt and a small smile formed on his face thinking about that that sound was because he was making him feel good.

He tried to take it all in his mouth, helping himself with his hands where he couldn't reach, giving pleasure to his boyfriend.

The latter moaned, squeezing the younger boy's hair in his hands.

He started to move his hips, unable to stay still.

After a while, Jimin let go of the older boy's shaft, moving away from him.

Yoongi understood immediately, making Jimin lie on his back, then opening his legs.

He took the bottle of lube from his drawer, squeezing some onto his fingers and the younger’s hole, feeling him shiver beneath him.

He rubbed a finger on it, then pushed it in completely.

He smiled at the moan Jimin let out, kissing his inner thigh as he began to move his finger in and out of the younger.

He pushed the second one in as well, starting to scissor.

“I need you, Yoon… please.” Jimin asked in a needy voice, throwing his head back.

“Jiminie, I have to prepare you properly, or I’ll hurt you.” He replied, moving his eyes on him.

“Then hurry up, please, I can’t take it anymore.” He whimpered and Yoongi couldn’t help but chuckle, continuing to move his fingers inside him.

He then added a third finger, taking the younger boy’s breath away.

“Everything okay?” Jimin nodded, biting his lower lip.

“Keep going.” Yoongi complied, looking into his eyes as he began to push his fingers in.

He pulled out, pushing in again, making the younger boy almost scream with pleasure.

He continued like this for a while, until he decided he had prepared him enough.

He pulled his fingers out, going to press a kiss to the younger boy’s lips before taking a condom.

Jimin watched as he opened it, unrolling it all over his shaft.

He spread some lube on it, then placed himself between his boyfriend’s legs, looking into his eyes.

“Tell me if I should stop, okay?” He asked, then kissed him.

Jimin nodded, smiling at the elder’s sweetness.

Yoongi aligned his shaft with the younger’s hole, pushing inside him.

Jimin arched his back, throwing his head back.

A long, high-pitched moan left his lips as he squeezed his eyes shut, trying not to think about the little bit of burning he was feeling.

“Jimin, I’m halfway there, should I continue? Are you okay?” Yoongi caressed his cheeks, worried.

“Keep going.” He told him before meeting his lips with his in a vain attempt to not make too much noise.

“Fuck…” Yoongi whispered when he was fully inside.

He rested his forehead on Jimin's, breathing heavily, trying not to think about how tight the younger man was.

He moved his hips, letting Jimin the time to adjust himself on his cock.

“You can… you can go.” The younger whispered, looking into his eyes, before grabbing his shoulders.

Yoongi nodded.

He pulled back a little, just enough to push into his boyfriend again.

Jimin groaned loudly, closing his eyes and hiding his face in the crook of the older man’s neck.

He began to thrust deeper and deeper, quickly finding the younger man’s prostate.

“Oh… oh… always there, always there.” He sobbed, sniffling.

And who was Yoongi to say no?

He continued to hit the same spot, increasing the speed.

Jimin rolled his eyes, feeling Yoongi go deeper and deeper with every thrust he gave.

He felt a familiar feeling in his belly begin to grow.

He held onto Yoongi’s bicep, his legs already shaking.

“Yoongi, I’m about to-“

“Me too.” He said, then connected his lips with his, coming into the condom.

Jimin followed straight, staining their chests with his seed.

“Jimin…” “That was amazing.” Jimin whispered, feeling exhausted.

“Yeah, I thought so too.” He smiled at him, kissing his lips again.

“Do you want to stay over?” He asked with hope in his voice.

Jimin nodded, smiling, then hugged his boyfriend.

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•••

"Okay, everything is arranged. Tomorrow at 6PM. You know the route.

I still don't understand what kind of date it is, going to a house of mirrors. I mean, it's your third anniversary, I expected something more romantic from you, but it's okay." Jungkook said, shrugging his shoulders at the end.

Yoongi chuckled.

"Thanks Kook. Anyway, that's not the only thing of the date. I'm taking him out to eat first, the same restaurant where we met. The house of mirrors is an extra." He tried to smooth things over, but from the way Jungkook rolled his eyes, he knew he didn't get the point.

"I still don't get it. I mean, what's so special about it?" "Mirrors." He said it like it made the most sense in the world.

"Well, they're just mirrors."

"Jungkook, imagine getting fucked by Namjoon in front of a mirror." He said at the end.

He saw Jungkook blush, even his ears and neck turned red.

"Oh... oh my god." He covered his ears, making the eldest laugh.

"Stop it, this isn't funny!" He whined.

"You should see yourself, you're really too cute."

"I just wish I didn't know what you do with my cousin in the bedroom or well... outside of it- I mean- argh! Sexual sphere, here!" He covered his face with his hands.

"I've never seen you so embarrassed. I think I should let Joon know." "Yoongi!" He yelled, giving him a little punch in the arm.

•••

"I can't believe nothing has changed about this place since we met." Jimin said after getting up from the table.

They had just finished eating.

Jimin was over the moon when he recognized the street to the famous Italian restaurant.

That restaurant had so many memories for both of them...

"You're right. I was surprised too." He smiled at him, taking his hand, and then walked towards the car.

"What do you have in mind?" He asked as they got inside, closing the doors.

"I rented a room. It's a surprise." Yoongi smiled, leaving.

"A room? What did you prepare?" He chuckled, looking out the window.

He didn't recognize the street at all, but it didn't scare him.

Yoongi knew his every personal taste, he knew he wouldn't disappoint him.

"Okay, we're here." Jimin looked around, only seeing a small room.

A man was waiting outside.

"Come on." He nodded at his boyfriend's words, then got out of the car with him.

"Hey guys, are you the ones who booked for 6PM?" the man asked, smiling.

"That's right."

"Well, here are the keys. You can leave them in the mailbox before leaving. Have fun." He gave the keys to Yoongi and waved goodbye, leaving.

Jimin had so many questions in his head, but he decided to stay quiet, trusting the elder.

Yoongi turned to him and smiled, then turned the key in the lock, opening the door.

"After you." He said, raising his arm as if to tell him to go. 

"I won't deny that you're scaring me." Jimin chuckled, making the elder smile as well.

Jimin started walking into the room.

His eyes widened when he realized what Yoongi had planned.

"I can't believe it." He looked around, seeing his figure every time, at every turn.

The room was completely covered in mirrors.

Yoongi went to hug him from behind, placing a kiss on his shoulder.

"We talked about it so much that when I heard that there was an entire room that could be rented out, well, I didn't think twice before renting it out." He smiled at him.

"Mhm.. yeah, you really made a good choice." Jimin said, turning to his boyfriend to kiss him.

"How about I return the gift?" He asked, biting his lower lip. 

Yoongi frowned, not understanding the question.

He only understood when Jimin knelt down in front of him, making him chuckle.

"It would be an honor." He said in his husky voice, running his thumb over the younger full, red lips.

Jimin smiled, quickly going to open his boyfriend's pants.

He lowered them to his legs along with his boxers, smiling at Yoongi's erection.

"You really got turned on for so little?" He chuckled.

"This is the perfect opportunity to show you how hot you are and why I got so turned on every time seeing you this way." He said, grabbing his hair in his hands, encouraging him to take it in his mouth.

Jimin obliged, starting to suck him vigorously.

The older one threw his head back, moaning, looking in the mirrors, getting even more turned on.

Jimin continued to give him pleasure, helping himself with his hands where he couldn't reach, trying to go deeper and deeper.

He increased the speed and by doing so, Yoongi couldn't resist much longer, pouring himself into the younger one's mouth.

"I will never stop saying how much I fucking love your mouth." He said, then kissing the younger one's swollen lips, making him giggle.

"Come here." He took him in arms, leading him towards the armchair that was in the middle of the room, then placing him on it.

He quickly took off his pants and boxers, leaving him in only his sweater.

"I see someone had something planned already." He chuckled, noticing the small plug that Jimin was wearing.

The latter bit his lower lip, nodding slowly. His cheeks began to take color.

Yoongi took the small diamond between his fingers, starting to move it inside the younger one, making him moan.

"Should I take it out?" Yoongi was trying to tease him at this point.

Jimin nodded vigorously, looking at  the older one in the eyes.

"Look at yourself in the mirror while I take it out." Yoongi said, moving to the side to show Jimin's small frame.

Jimin nodded, looking up at the mirror, focusing on Yoongi's hands.

He pulled the plug out of the younger one's hole, making him whimper.

"So fucking good." He grunted, sliding two fingers directly into the younger one's hole, making him jump at the fast action.

"Fuck, Yoongi..." He sobbed, clutching his boyfriend's bicep.

Mirrors were a great choice.

Jimin felt so turned on watching those fingers go in and out of his hole.

Yoongi pulled his fingers out, slapping Jimin's ass with a loud slap, making him moan loudly.

He immediately positioned himself between his boyfriend's legs, starting to kiss his neck, while he caressed the soft skin of his stomach with his hands.

Jimin couldn't take his eyes off the reflection of the two of them.

He arched his back when he felt Yoongi's shaft enter him, without any warning.

Thanks to the plug, Yoongi didn't find any resistance, already starting to move inside him.

"Yoongi..." He closed his eyes, throwing his head back, his hands gripping the elder's hair.

"Let me try something." He managed to say after a while, pulling Yoongi away from his neck.

"Mhm, what?" "I want to be on top." He whispered, looking into his eyes.

"With pleasure." The elder smiled, exiting Jimin's entrance.

He made him stand up, then sat down on the chair.

Jimin was about to sit down face to face with the eldest, but Yoongi stopped him.

"I think it's best if you turn around." He said with a smirk on his face.

Jimin blushed, already knowing what Yoongi was referring to, nodding slowly.

He turned around, sitting on his lap. He lifted his legs, resting his feet on the eldest's thighs.

His cheeks flushed even more red, seeing his naked body in the reflection.

Yoongi helped him, attaching the younger's back with his chest.

"You want to stay still like this?" Yoongi bit his earlobe, teasing him.

Jimin shook his head, biting his bottom lip, then raised himself just enough to line up the eldest's shaft with his hole.

He lowered himself, penetrating himself.

His eyes fixed on his reflection, making him whimper.

"Do you understand how fucking horny you make me?" Yoongi asked in a husky voice, wrapping his hand around the younger man's neck, making him stick even more to his chest, starting to move his legs, going faster and faster, making Jimin scream in pleasure.

"So deep... Yoongi..." He sobbed, gripping his hand tightly to his boyfriend's bicep.

"Look at you. Look at how beautiful you look when you take it so deep. How beautiful you look when I make you feel good." He whispered in his ear, making him shiver.

Jimin did so, looking at himself in the mirror.

Watching how his cheeks had become red, how his cock seemed to be about to explode.

Watching how Yoongi's shaft disappeared inside his hole.

He whimpered, feeling so close.

His legs began to shake, trying to close them, but Yoongi wouldn't let him, holding them open with his hands.

"Are you going to cum, mhm? Am I making you feel this good?" 

"Yes... yes... Yoon..." He sobbed, sniffling.

"Come for me, Jiminie. Watch yourself come for me." Yoongi's hand wrapped around his boyfriend's cock, starting to jerk him off quickly, until he came with a loud moan.

Yoongi didn't stop, thrusting faster and faster, making Jimin shake even more.

"Just one more second-" He held onto his hips and after two more thrusts, Yoongi spilled into him with a long moan.

He started kissing his back, trying to steady his breathing.

"You did so well." He told him in a soft voice, making the younger boy smile.

"Thank you for the surprise." Jimin said, turning to kiss his boyfriend's lips.

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•••

Jimin and Yoongi were getting ready to go out.
They had decided to go to a small pub that had opened a few weeks ago. The first gay pub in their city.

"How do I look?" Jimin asked, entering the bathroom, where Yoongi was just drying his hair.

"Beautiful as always." He told him with a smile, kissing his lips.

They had been together for six years, married for three now.

"Hopefully we can find someone you like too." Jimin chuckled, knowing how much Yoongi didn't really like other people.

It had been a couple of months since they decided to give their relationship a little upgrade.
They had decided to have an open relationship when it came to sex, in fact in those few months, they had gone out with someone for fun.
Of course no romantic relationships, no feelings, just sex.

"We will definitely do it." The eldest smiled at him, putting on the shirt he had decided to wear for that night.

"Ready to go?" Jimin asked with a smile on his face.

"Let me just put on a little bit perfume and we can go." "Put on the one I like so much, in case we don’t find anyone and we have a night for just the two of us." Jimin said in a sensual voice, putting his arms around his neck.

"Okay." The eldest licked his lips, then took his perfume and sprayed some on himself.

"Let's go, come on." After that, they left their apartment, getting into the car.

It didn't take them long to get to the pub.

It wasn't very big, but it was quite visible because of the neon sign.

"It looks like a red light club." Jimin said with a chuckle, looking at the entrance with wide eyes.

"Yes indeed." Yoongi shook his head, then got out of the car.

He walked around, going to open his husband's door.

"Thank you." He gave him a kiss on the lips, then closed the car.

They walked inside, surprised that there weren’t any nasty smells.

There weren’t too many people.
Some were on the dance floor, a lot of them were sitting, and a couple were making out at the corners of the room.

The first thing they did was go to the bar, ordering their alcoholic drinks.

As they waited, they looked around, looking for someone who was alone and seemed available.

“A whiskey and a mojito. For you guys?” “Yes, thank you.” Yoongi took both glasses from the boy, passing the mojito to Jimin.

“Cheers! To a good fuck.” Jimin raised his glass, making the older man chuckle.

“To a good fuck.” Yoongi repeated, touching Jimin’s glass with his.

They took a long sip, scanning the crowd again.

“I think I found one.” Yoongi said after a while, licking his lips.

Jimin followed where his husband was looking, smiling at a figure at the corner of the room.

He was completely alone, sipping at his drink slowly, looking around, until he stopped to look right at the two of them.

"Should we go or do you want to go alone? You know, I think he's cute too." Jimin teased.

"Let's go together. Let him decide." They finished their drinks.

Yoongi paid the bartender, then stood up from his seat with Jimin, walking towards the boy who was still staring at them.

"Hey, why are you all alone?" Yoongi asked as they stopped in front of him.

"I'm just waiting to see someone interesting.”

The boy looked at him for a second, then moved his gaze to Jimin, looking him up and down, biting his lip.

And Yoongi couldn't help but grin.

He knew his husband was fucking handsome.

"You want to fuck him, am I right, Jungkook?" Jungkook's eyes widened at the question.

Jimin's brows furrowed.

"How do you know his name?" he asked, turning to him.

"We had a great night last week, didn’t we?" Jungkook was about to answer, when Jimin laughed.

"I can’t believe we're actually fucking the same person?" Yoongi's eyes widened, shaking his head.

"What do we do now? Would you like to be fucked by me or fuck my husband?" Yoongi asked teasingly.

Jungkook was completely red, shocked at how Yoongi could talk about his husband like that.
He wondered how the hell he ended up in a situation like that, unable to get any words out, until-

"Well... what if I told you that I want both of you?" Jimin asked in a sensual voice, licking his lips.

"What do you think about it, Jungkook-ah?" Yoongi smiled. He knew the younger one would do something like this, it was as if he had foreseen it.

"That's... that's a great idea." He swallowed, looking both Yoongi and Jimin in the eyes.

"Um... my house isn't too far from here." He continued, pointing to the exit.

"Let's go then." 

Jungkook was right, it didn't take them long to arrive in front of his apartment.

They entered the house and Jungkook looked at them a little embarrassed, scratching the back of his neck.

“Um… do you want something to drink?” “Oh, Jungkook, stop being this tense, let’s go have some fun.” Jimin chuckled, patting him on the shoulder.

“Okay, okay.” Yoongi smiled at the behavior.

Jungkook led the way to his room and the others followed.

Jimin and Yoongi looked at each other, nodding at the idea that came to them.

They pushed Jungkook onto the bed, chuckling at the small cry of surprise that he let out.

“Relax.” Jimin grabbed his pants, while Yoongi quickly licked the younger’s neck.

Jungkook groaned, feeling Jimin take his shaft in his mouth.

He felt overwhelmed by the feeling of two people trying to please him. Two people he had fucked more than once individually in those two months.

Yoongi pulled away from the younger, starting to undress, indicating to his husband to do the same, giving Jungkook time to breathe.

He also decided to completely remove his pants and boxers, continuing with the shirt he was wearing.

Jimin lay down on the bed, looking into both of their eyes.

“You can do whatever you want to me.” He said with a smile on his face.

Jungkook stared at Yoongi, still a little fearful.

“You don’t have to look at me like that, you can touch him.” Yoongi chuckled, finding the younger man's behavior really too cute.

Jungkook then hurried to go towards Jimin, placing his knees on the bed, right next to his head.

The latter turned around, immediately taking his cock in his mouth.

Meanwhile Yoongi began to prepare his husband with the help of the bottle of lube he had in his jacket pocket.

He immediately started with two fingers, pushing into him forcefully while Jungkook's hand ended up teasing Jimin's dark nipples.

The younger man took Jimin's blond hair between his fingers, trying to make him take his shaft even deeper, while he continued to moan from the pleasure that his husband's fingers were giving him.

Yoongi took them out after a while, positioning himself between his legs.
He then entered him completely after putting on a condom.

"Ah!" He moaned loudly, throwing his head back.

He continued to masturbate Jungkook with his hand, looking into his eyes.

"Holy shit!" He screamed as the eldest found his prostate.

He tried to close his legs, Yoongi had no intention of stopping.

"Oh no, open those legs and don't try to come. Jungkookie still need to have his fun." He chuckled, slapping his ass.

"Don’t you want to fuck him, mhm?" He asked Jungkook. The latter looked into his eyes, swallowing empty.
He nodded slowly, moving away from Jimin's face, then moving closer to Yoongi.

The eldest pulled out of Jimin's hole, handing Jungkook a condom.

He thanked him, putting it on, then going between Jimin's legs.

He lined up his shaft on the latter's hole, then pushed in.

"Ah, fuck..." The younger man whispered when he was fully inside him.

"My husband makes you feel that good, mhm?" Jimin chuckled at Yoongi's teasing question.

"You really are an asshole sometimes, let him have his fun." Yoongi smiled, leaning closer to the younger man's face.

He caressed his face, then let him take his cock in his mouth.

"Mhm-" He moaned, feeling Jungkook start to move inside him.

Yoongi wrapped his hand around Jimin's shaft, starting to jerk him off quickly.

"Mhm, someone wants to come, right?" He chuckled, looking into Jungkook's eyes, asking him with his gaze to speed up his movements.

"Please..." the blond sobbed.

"Oh, you have to ask Jungkook for that. Go ahead, beg him." Jungkook smirked, looking into Jimin's eyes.

"Please, Jungkook... please, can I come?" He asked with a sob.

"Yes, come, come for us." Jimin threw his head back, whimpering.

He came quickly on the eldest's hand, gripping his husband's bicep.

Jungkook pulled out of Jimin's hole, looking the eldest in the eye.

"Bend over, come on, I know what you want." Yoongi said, licking his lips.

He took off the condom, following the eldest's directions.

Jimin smiled, moving under Jungkook, taking him in his mouth.

"Fuck!" He groaned, feeling Yoongi's finger inside him.

He didn't wait long, sliding the second one in, pushing in and out for a while, until he thought he had prepared him enough.

"I think that's enough." He grinned, pulling his fingers out of him.

He spread some lube on his shaft, then pushed it all the way in.

"Jungkook, fuck... you're so tight-" he bit his lower lip, moaning softly.

He started moving inside him, speeding up his thrusts more and more, going deeper and deeper, almost immediately finding his prostate.

Between the attention Jimin was giving him and Yoongi's thrusts, Jungkook came quickly with a high-pitched moan.

The eldest gave three more thrusts, then came inside the condom.

"Do you have any stamina left for round two?" Jimin chuckled, getting up from the bed.

"What do you have in mind, honey?" Yoongi asked, tying the condom, then tossing it into the trash.

"Mhm I don't know, since I have two guys here, ready to fuck, why not experimenting and take them both?" At that, Yoongi and Jungkook looked into each other's eyes, feeling their shafts awakening again, feeling so needy.

"Fuck, come here." He said, then lay down on the bed.

Jimin chuckled, straddling him.

"Give me another condom." Yoongi nodded, handing one to his husband, then passing one to Jungkook.

After unrolling the condom on the elder's shaft, Jimin aligned it with his hole, then lowering and penetrating himself.

"Jungkook, come here." He pressed Jimin to his chest, putting his ass on full display.

Jungkook swallowed hard at the sight, then squeezing some lube onto his shaft.

He spread the pats of Jimin’s ass with his hands, then pushed into him slowly.

"Oh... oh fuck..." The blond moaned, holding onto his husband's shoulders.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He whimpered when he felt Jungkook completely inside him.

"Can I?" He asked after a while. Jimin nodded, then connected his lips with the older one's.

Jungkook pulled back, then thrusting into him again, starting to speed up his movements.

Yoongi raised his heels, starting to thrust into his husband too.

Jimin screamed in pleasure, feeling tears falling down his cheeks.

"Are you okay?" Yoongi asked, noticing his tears, trying to stop.

"Don't you fucking dare to stop. Don't even think about it!" He screamed and Yoongi chuckled, continuing with his thrusts.

The two of them pushed themselves forward, starting to kiss the blond's neck, one on the side and the second one on the other side.

Jimin's neck started to coloring himself red, his veins started to show.

His breathing became ragged, feeling so close to coming again.

The other two were no better, their thrusts unsteady.

"Fuck, I'm about to come." Jungkook said. "Me too." Yoongi whispered.

The feeling of Jungkook's cock rubbing against his didn't help him last any longer.

The three of them came together, staying in the same position for a while, catching their breath.

Jungkook pulled away from Jimin, attaching the condom and throwing it in the trash. Yoongi did the same thing.

Jimin and the youngest lay down on the bed, breathing heavily.

"So... are you guys free next weekend?" The others laughed at that question. 

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Jimin and his friends had just arrived at the party of a senior boy, Seokjin.

He had become friends with them since he got together with Namjoon, Jungkook's best friend.

Seokjin did way too much as usual, inviting even people he didn't know at all to have a party bigger than their class president.

"There they are, I found them." Taehyung said, pointing to the other four boys sitting on the couch.

They almost all had a drink in their hand, Hoseok was standing up, dancing here and there, making the little ones smile.

They approached them, greeting them.

"Hey guys, you're finally here!" The first to speak was of course Seokjin, smiling widely.

"We had a couple of problems. Someone wouldn't move." Jungkook huffed, rolling his eyes.

Seokjin chuckled, immediately understanding who he was referring to by looking at how they were dressed.

Yoongi’s gaze fell on that person.

Jimin was wearing tight leather pants, a white shirt, and a glittery jacket over it.

“Go get a drink and come over here, we want to play a game.” The eldest said, clapping his hands.

“Okay, okay.” Taehyung chuckled, throwing his hands up in the air, as if giving up.

He dragged his two friends into the kitchen, preparing three alcoholic drinks for them.

“Seokjin is up to something here, you know that too, right?” He asked Jimin.

“I actually don’t know what you’re talking about. He just wants to have fun and make us have fun, nothing special.

It’s probably just another game to get us drunk.” He shrugged.

“Or he’s up to something to keep you and Yoongi alone.” Jimin’s eyes widened at that.

“How would he know I like Yoongi, come on.” He rolled his eyes at Jungkook’s statement.

“Jimin, are you stupid? You can tell from a mile away that you have a massive crush on Yoongi hyung.”

“Shut up!” Jimin put his hands over the younger boy’s mouth at how loud his voice was, scared that someone might hear.

“Jungkook is right. Btw, did you see how he looked at you? He looked at you up and down and even bit his bottom lip.” At this, Jimin turned cherry red.

“Come on, let’s go. The drinks are ready. Let’s find out what the hyung is up to.” Taehyung said, passing them both his drinks, then walking back to their friends.

They sat down on the second couch, placing their drinks on the coffee table in front of them.

“So? What game were you planning to play?” Jimin asked, after taking a big swig of his drink.

“Seven minutes in heaven.” Everyone looked at him with wide eyes after that answer.

“Have you completely lost your mind? I think that fall really hurt you-“ Yoongi said.

“Okay, first: don’t speak like this to someone who is older than you, second: I’ll choose the couple since it’s my party and the couple is Jimin and Yoongi.” Everyone remained silent after that sentence.

“I agree…” Taehyung whispered, making everyone else nod, except Yoongi and Jimin. Those two were still shocked.

“Since you have nothing to say, get up and follow me, I have the perfect spot for you.” Jimin and Yoongi looked at each other for a second, then got up and followed Seokjin upstairs.

They arrived in front of a door and Jin opened it with a key.

“Go in there.” He said as if it was the most logical thing in the world.

“Jin-“ Yoongi tried to reason with him, but Jin quickly interrupted him.

“I don’t want to hear any discussion, walk!” The two boys swallowed, following his words and then going into the closet.

He didn’t even give them time to ask anything, he locked them inside and waited in front of it.

Yoongi and Jimin just looked at each other, their faces completely red, embarrassed by the situation.

Seokjin didn't hear any noise or voice even after a couple of minutes. So he decided to speak up.

"Okay, the time won't start until I hear some moans. I'm tired of seeing all this sexual tension between you two!" Jimin's cheeks colored even more red at those words.

"I... I'm sorry for what Jin hyung is doing..." Yoongi said scratching the back of his neck.

"If you don't want to or feel uncomfortable with me... I can ask him to take us out of it." He continued, but Jimin stopped him.

"No... actually..." The younger one bit his lower lip, not knowing how to continue the sentence.

Yoongi smiled, understanding what Jimin wanted to say.

He took him by surprise, kissing him and holding him close.

Jimin gasped. He didn’t expect this at all.

He closed his eyes, melting into the elder's arms.

When they broke away, they were startled by the knock on the door.

"Have you made up your mind? I don't feel like staying here instead of going out there to have fun." Seokjin rolled his eyes, quite tired of waiting in front of a door.

"What do we do?" Jimin asked, looking into his eyes.

"Well, he's not leaving unless he hears something..." Yoongi caressed his cheeks.

"Seven minutes is too short-" "Well, I'm sure I could make you come in less than seven minutes." Yoongi's eyes widened at that.

"I've never came so fast from a blowjob." Jimin took it as a personal challenge and a smirk appeared on his face.

He knelt down in front of the elder, already starting to unzip his pants.

"Write down the time, hyung." He told him, sliding his jeans down his legs along with his boxers.

Yoongi did as he was told, swallowing empty.

Jimin took the older boy's shaft in his hands, almost fully erect.

Yoongi hissed at the contact, going to tighten the younger boy's hair in his hands.

"Jimin..." He moaned as the latter licked his cock from the bottom to the head.

"Okay, have fun!" They heard Seokjin yell, making them laugh.

Jimin's hands rested on his balls, starting to massage them slowly while giving small kitten licks.

After teasing him for a while, Jimin took the older boy’s shaft completely into his mouth, staying that way for a couple of seconds, and then releasing it.

“Fuck!” Yoongi groaned, clenching the younger boy’s hair, almost hurting his scalp.

Jimin smiled, taking the cock into his mouth again, this time starting to move his head up and down in steady movements.

“Shit, Jimin, your mouth is amazing.” He said biting his lower lip.

He felt himself getting more and more aroused, seeing how Jimin looked up at him, how beautiful Jimin looked with that sweet face and his mouth around his cock.

“Please tell me I can fuck your mouth.” He blurted out.

Jimin stopped immediately after that and Yoongi panicked.

“I… I didn’t mean that— fuck, forget what I said, please—“ “Ey, relax.” Jimin stopped him, chuckling.

“It’s okay, you can do that.” He smiled at him.

Yoongi looked at him in shock as he opened his mouth waiting for him to do something.

He swallowed hard, bringing his cock into Jimin's mouth, gripping his soft blonde hair in his hand.

The younger groaned, closing his eyes.

Yoongi started moving inside Jimin's mouth, slowly at first, going deeper to see how much the younger could take and moaned as he could barely fit all of him in his mouth.

He released him for a second, making Jimin catch his breath. His eyes started to watering.

He went back into his warm mouth, starting to move, increasing his speed after a while.

He imagined himself inside the younger one, pushing deeper and deeper, faster and faster.

Jimin let himself be used, already feeling tears rolling down his cheeks.

He felt so turned on hearing those guttural moans coming out of Yoongi, knowing that it was only through him, through his mouth.

He unzipped his pants, cupping his aroused cock in his hand, as it was starting to hurt.

He only stopped when Yoongi held him down, pushing his shaft all the way into his throat.

He tried to breathe through his nose, but when he couldn’t, he started slapping Yoongi’s legs a few times, trying to make him see that he was literally choking on his cock.

Yoongi’s eyes widened, pulling away from him.

The younger one ended up on his ass on the floor, coughing and gasping for air.

“Shit, I’m sorry-” “It’s okay, it’s okay.” He reassured him, smiling at him.

“I want to see you come.” Jimin whispered, getting on his knees in front of the older one again.

“Jimin-” He groaned loudly after the younger one took his shaft back into his mouth.

This time he let Jimin do it, making an effort to keep his breathing even, clutching Jimin’s hair in his hands.

"Fuck... fuck Jimin..." He whimpered, feeling oh, so close and Jimin knew it.

He began to tease his balls, increasing the speed of his movements, sucking harder and harder, focusing on the head.

"Jimin- I want to come on your face, please..." He begged, his fingers tightening in the younger boy's hair.

Jimin smiled, nodding slowly, then released his cock with a loud 'pop'.

He began to masturbate him with his hand, opening his mouth and showing his tongue.

He raised his eyes, looking into his eyes as he moaned at the pleasure he was giving himself.

"Shit- I'm... I'm about to come." He moaned, squeezing his eyes shut for a minute, feeling the beads of sweat fall from his temples.

It didn't take him long to come.

He poured all over Jimin's face, coloring it white here and there with a long moan.

"Fuck... that was so good." He whispered, kissing his lips.

Jimin smiled, picking up the remnants of cum from his face with his finger, then bringing it to his mouth, savoring the sweet taste of his hyung.

"How many minutes are we, hyung?" the younger one asked with a challenging look.

Yoongi swallowed hard, looking at the clock.

"Five minutes..." "Mhm, I told you." Jimin stood up from the floor, chuckling.

He pulled up his pants and the older one did the same.

Jimin moved closer to Yoongi, bringing his arms around his neck, kissing him passionately.

"We have two more minutes. How about-" The thump on the door stopped him in his sentence.

"Guys? Can I open the door or will I find you completely naked?" Seokjin.

"You can... you can open the door." Jimin said, raising his voice.

"Jimin... why not continue this in my apartment?" Yoongi asked in a whisper, leaning in close to his ear.

"That would be a really nice idea." He chuckled, leaving a small kiss on his lips.

"Okay, thanks Seokjin! You're welcome, you're welcome, I know, I'm awesome, a great friend." Yoongi and Jimin looked into each other's eyes, chuckling at their hyung's attitude.

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Jimin and Yoongi were completely furious.

They had been arguing for over ten minutes over something completely pointless.

Their boss had given them a project completely out of their ordinary job and they weren't even halfway through when they started raising their voices.

"What you wrote is completely wrong." 

"That's not true at all, you stupid asshole-" Jimin threw his hands up in the air, completely furious at the elder's words.

"Hey, I'm just telling the truth. We only have two days to finish this project and if you don't cooperate, we'll never make it!" Yoongi stood up from his chair, pointing to the papers on his desk.

"How about we help each other instead of you attacking me like this?" He asked with a huff.

"How about you sit the fuck down and rewrite that shit you gave me instead? Maybe with a little enthusiasm?" Jimin rolled his eyes, huffing.

He didn't answer him. He grabbed the ten sheets of paper he had handed to Yoongi, throwing them into the trash, and then turned his computer back on.

He opened the program, starting to type.

"I can't believe I have to be here with this asshole instead of someone who can fuck me good." He whispered with a huff, no longer seeing the elder in his place.

Too bad Yoongi had heard everything.

"Do you really think I can't fuck you good?" Jimin jumped, standing up from his chair with a small yelp.

"Fuck... you almost gave me a heart attack-" He said, bringing his hand to his chest, trying to regulate his breathing.

"You still haven't answered me." Yoongi moved closer to him and Jimin tried to back away, cursing under his breath when his ass hit the desk.

He looked into his eyes and only now did he realize how good-looking the elder actually was.

They didn't have that many age gap, in fact Yoongi was only two years older than him, but he had never stopped to look at him.

Let's just say that his behavior didn't sit well with him, so maybe that's why.

"Yeah, I think so. Now leave me alone. I need to rewrite my 'shit' for the better." He said in an irritated tone.

"You little brat-" His hand wrapped around his neck to keep him from moving, but he froze in place.

Jimin.

Jimin had just released a sweet moan from his lips.

"Are you really that kinky?" He giggled, looking into his eyes.

"Fuck you Yoongi, leave me alone-" "Ah, ah, ah." He said in a singsong voice, silencing him.

He tightened his hand on the younger boy's neck a little more, watching as he bit his lower lip in a vain attempt to keep a moan out.

"How about we relieve some stress? We had a bad start, you and I." He said with a grin.

Jimin looked into his eyes for a second, then took him by surprise, kissing his soft lips.

He felt Yoongi smile into the kiss and decided to sit on his desk, his legs on his hips.

"So you in?" The eldest asked, pulling away from Jimin's red lips, starting to kiss and lick his neck.

Jimin nodded vigorously, biting his lower lip, as he placed his hands on the eldest's hair.

A small moan left his lips when he felt Yoongi's fingers on his nipples, squeezing and teasing them.

Yoongi lifted the younger's shirt, throwing it to the floor.

"Ah!" He wrapped his fingers around that black hair as he leaned down to take one of his hard nipples into his mouth.

"Yoongi..." He threw his head back, wrapping his legs tighter around his hips.

His hands moved to the shirt the eldest was wearing, starting to unbutton the buttons until his chest was completely exposed.

"Wow..." He whispered, touching his muscular pecs with his hands.

Yoongi smiled, pulling away from him to look at him.

Jimin looked into his eyes, his hand already ready to unbutton the elder's pants.

"Are we that impatient?" Yoongi chuckled.

"You kept me here after eight hours of work, after everyone left. I even had to cancel my date, so yeah, I am impatient." He told him, stepping off the desk.

He got on his knees, pulling down the elder's pants and boxers, smiling at his size.

"Mhm, maybe you can make it up to me with this." He chuckled, wrapping his hand around his shaft.

He licked his length from bottom to top, spreading his pre-cum all over his shaft with his fingers, before taking him completely into his mouth.

Yoongi groaned at this, throwing his head back.

"I always knew that mouth of yours could do better than to pick a fight." He said, stroking his hair, enjoying the sight of his cock disappearing into Jimin's mouth.

"Stop talking and prep me, or you'll get nothing." He threatened him, removing his cock from his mouth, before getting up from the floor.

He turned to his back, then leaned on the desk, his ass swaying.

Yoongi bit his lower lip, giving him a hard slap before pulling down his pants and boxers.

He lubricated two of his fingers with his saliva, then inserted one into the younger one's hole, enjoying how his finger entered him without any resistance.

"Add a second one, I'm not made of glass." Jimin chuckled and Yoongi did so.

He inserted the second finger, starting to scissor immediately.

"I love your fingers." The younger one whispered, arching his back when Yoongi touched his prostate.

The latter grinned, continuing to hit that same spot each time, making Jimin a moaning mess.

"Mhm... it's enough, I'm ready. Tell me you have a condom with you." He asked, biting his lower lip.

"Sure thing." Yoongi pulled one out of his pants pocket, opening it and unrolling it on his shaft.

"Turn around. I want to see your face." Jimin smiled at the older one's authoritative voice.

He obliged, turning around and sitting on the desk.

He opened his legs, letting Yoongi go between them.

He looked into his eyes as he entered him, going all the way in in one thrust, making Jimin whimper.

He gave him time to even out his breathing, kissing his shoulder, then began to move inside him.

He pulled back just a little, enough to thrust into him harder than before.

The table shook beneath them, by how strong and firm the thrusts were.

Yoongi decided to wrap his hand around the younger boy's neck, smirking when the latter moaned.

"Don't stop, please-" He whimpered when he felt his legs shaking from the pleasure Yoongi was giving him.

Those firm thrusts on his prostate, that hand on his neck.

He was losing his mind.

"Tell me when it's too much." Yoongi said, squeezing his hand a little longer.

Jimin had to hold his breath.

His neck was completely red, his veins clearly visible.

Yoongi released him after a few seconds, caressing his cheek.

"Good boy." Jimin groaned at the compliment.

"Again, please." "With pleasure." Yoongi replied, wrapping his hand around his neck again.

He looked into his eyes as he began to squeeze, speeding up his thrusts as well.

Jimin gasped at the movement, his legs starting to shake even more.

The younger boy's hand went to rest on Yoongi's, throwing his head back, trying to get air.

"Three, two, one." He whispered in a hoarse voice, before pulling his hand away from him.

Jimin panted, trying to get air.

He didn't even have time to tell Yoongi that he was about to come.

"Fuck... did you just come without me touching you?" He asked, biting his lower lip.

Jimin nodded quickly, unable to speak.

He heard Yoongi grunt.

His thrusts became more and more erratic, trying to come.

"Yoongi..." The younger one whimpered, sniffling.

"Jimin- I'm cumming-" After a few more thrusts, Yoongi spilled into the condom, burying his face in the crook of his neck.

They breathed heavily.

"Mhm... I was wondering..." 

"What is it?" Jimin whispered, closing his eyes, relaxing into the feel of Yoongi's warm body on his.

"Would you like to go out with me one of these days?" A smile formed on Jimin's lips.

"Did you just ask me out on a date, Mr. Min?" He asked, chuckling, pulling away from his back to look into his eyes.

"Mhm... maybe." The elder smiled at him, stealing a kiss on his lips.

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Jimin finally got out of the shower.

It had been over an hour.

He couldn't feel his head anymore, the only thing he felt was pain.

Those wounds he saw in the mirror were quite deep and continued to bleed, coloring his white skin red, also meeting the purple bruises that were getting darker and darker.

Jimin sighed, holding his head with his hand when he heard the doorbell ring.

He pretended nothing had happened, starting to brush his teeth, spitting out the blood that was still there.

He closed his eyes as he felt strong punches on the door.

"Jimin! Let me in! I know you're in there." He looked at himself in the mirror for a second again, hoping that the person would leave if he didn't answer.

It didn't.

The elder continued to knock on the door.

"I swear I'll break the door down, Park!" Jimin huffed at the threat, grabbing a towel and putting it around his waist. 

He tried to walk quickly towards the door, opening it. 

Yoongi looked at him from head to toe, his mouth open, shocked, no doubt by his appearance. 

"What are you doing here?" Jimin managed to ask in an irritated voice. 

"Let me in." The younger one closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, before stepping aside to let Yoongi go inside his house. 

He didn't feel like arguing, he didn't have the strength. 

He closed the door behind him, watching the older one enter his bathroom and reappear with bandages and a bottle of hydrogen peroxide. 

"Sit down." Jimin rolled his eyes at the authoritative voice. 

"Yoongi, what do you want? Leave me alone, seriously. I really don't want to see that ugly mug of yours." He went to the kitchen, pouring some water into his glass. 

"Come here and sit down. Put your ego aside and let me help you. You look horrible." Jimin chuckled bitterly at that.

"Thanks for the compliment, I didn't even notice." He rolled his eyes.

"Jimin-" "Okay, okay, I'm coming. Jesus, you're so annoying." He raised his hands in the air, walking over to him, then sat down on the couch.

He watched Yoongi peer at him, taking in every wound, cut, and bruise on his body.

He almost felt tears well up in his eyes at being so vulnerable in front of Yoongi.

Yoongi... they had never been good friends- no, they didn't identify themselves as friends, in fact, they couldn't stand each other at all. They almost had a kind of hatred for each other.

He took the hydrogen peroxide in his hands, pouring a little on one of his wounds, making him wince in pain.

He dabbed at the wound with cotton wool, watching as the blood began to stop flowing.

"Who did this to you?" His voice was harsh, his eyes locked on his.

"No one- ah!" He hissed when Yoongi squeezed his arm, right over his bruise.

"I asked you who the fuck did this to you and you better answer me before I randomly go punch those three guys that are high heels over you." Jimin looked into his eyes, his breaths ragged.

He felt a tear wet his cheek and tried to quickly wipe it away, but Yoongi was faster.

He was surprised by the action.

Yoongi's fingers were delicate and soft.

"Seuno..." He lowered his head, biting his lip.

"Son of a bitch-" He was about to get up, but Jimin stopped him by his wrist.

"Don't go." He closed his eyes, feeling his temples throbbing with headache.

"I hope you left him at least." Yoongi said, sitting down in front of him again, then bandaging his wound. 

"Why do you think I’m in this condition?" He gritted his teeth at the pressure used.

They were silent from that moment on.

After finishing bandaging all of the younger’s scratches and wounds, Yoongi stood up from his seat.

"Why did you come here?" He asked after a while, sighing softly.

He was sure that no one had seen him come home in that condition.

"You weren't answering the phone." Jimin laughed, shaking his head.

"So because I didn't answer the phone you thought you'd come to my house, yelling that you knew I was home?" He asked him irritably, even raising his voice.

"You weren't answering me or Taehyung and-" "Yoongi, stop talking shit! Were you following me?" He yelled, standing up from the couch.

Yoongi turned to him, his eyes full of anger.

"Fuck you Jimin, stop it." And at that, the younger one was blinded by anger.

"Oh, stop being a fucking coward and fuck me instead." He barked without even thinking twice.

As soon as he realized what he had said, he put a hand over his lips, his eyes widening.

"What did you just say?" He looked at him, moving closer to him.

He stepped back, his breathing uneven.

"Look at you, asking me to stop being a coward and then trying to leave the conversation." Jimin jumped when he felt the wall behind him.

Yoongi made him lift his hands, pinning his arms above him with one hand.

"I didn't mean it like that- I..." He bit his lower lip, closing his eyes for a second.

"I know you hate me." He then said, looking into his eyes.

"What?" Yoongi frowned.

"The way you act with me... the way you talk about me.... You hate me, stop lying. You can tell from afar." He sniffed.

Yoongi shook his head, smirking.

"How about I fuck you as hard as I hate you, mhm?" He pushed his knee into the younger boy's clothed bulge, making him moan.

He looked into his eyes, looking so needy and Yoongi couldn't see straight anymore.

He quickly kissed Jimin's lips, the lips he had been craving since the first time they met.

A soft gasp of surprise escaped his lips, bringing his chest closer to Yoongi's, wanting more from the older boy.

Yoongi's free hand went to caress the younger's side, then squeezed him in his hand, making him moan.

He pulled away from his lips, starting to kiss and lick his neck.

"Yoongi..." The younger moaned, trying to free his hands, but Yoongi was not having it, continuing to hold them above his head.

"Please... I need you..." He whimpered, sniffling.

Yoongi groaned, only letting go of his hands to pick him up.

Jimin gasped, clinging tighter to the older's body.

He threw the younger onto the bed, immediately taking off his shirt.

"Yoongi!" He yelled after the latter ripped his shirt off him.

"I'll buy it back, don't worry." He grunted, attacking one of the younger's nipples, making him moan.

He whimpered as the elder placed his knee between his legs again, pressing it onto his bulge.

Yoongi didn’t stop there, taking off his pants and boxers in one fell swoop.

He felt shivers all over his spine as the elder’s hand wrapped around his shaft.

As Yoongi began to spread his pre-cum all over his cock, Jimin brought his shaking hand up to cup the elder’s covered bulge.

Yoongi groaned, moving away from his nipple.

“Give me the lube.” He said in a husky voice, standing up to take off his pants and boxers, tossing them somewhere in the room.

Jimin swallowed, nodding slowly, then took the bottle as the elder had asked.

He bit his lower lip at the sight of the elder's fingers, and he noticed, smirking before pressing one to Jimin's hole.

"Fuck..." Jimin whispered, throwing his head back at the sensation.

He opened his legs wider, giving the elder better access to his hole.

He added a second finger, starting to scissor and push deeper into him, making him moan loudly.

"Yoongi!" His eyes widened, gripping his bicep, when Yoongi hit his prostate hard.

He sniffed, feeling his legs shake as the older man continued to abuse his sweet spot.

He screamed as Yoongi suddenly removed his fingers from his hole.

"Just so you know, you're never going back to anyone other than me after I've fucked you." He said, looking into his eyes as he placed a condom on his shaft.

"Fuck!" He gritted his teeth, feeling his breath die in his throat as Yoongi decided to enter him.

He caressed his face, placing a kiss on his lips.

"Tell me when I can move." Jimin smiled at that.

"You can go." The younger man whispered when the burning sensation had almost completely subsided.

Yoongi placed one last kiss on his lips, then pulled back a little, thrusting into him forcefully.

The younger man hugged his shoulders, stifling a moan.

He began to move into him very quickly, his hands gripping his waist.

He lifted one of the younger's legs, placing it on his back.

"Fuck, I didn't think you were this flexible..." He moaned into his neck, trying to thrust deeper and deeper into him.

"Ah! Yoongi! You're so deep, fuck!" He sobbed, clutching the older's back.

He hissed, feeling the younger's nails digging into his skin, but that didn't stop him, instead, he continued to thrust into him faster and faster.

Yoongi suddenly pulled out of his holy, only to thrust himself deep into him.

He did this a few times, making the younger scream in pleasure.

His breathing began to become ragged, his neck colored red, feeling so so good, completely in ecstasy at how Yoongi knew how to use his hips.

"I'm so close, Yoongi, please." He sobbed, throwing his head back.

Tears began to roll down his cheeks.

He clutched the blankets in his hands, his knuckles now white, as he gritted his teeth.

His moans began to become more and more frequent, Yoongi not intending to stop, not even when the younger man came on his stomach.

"Yoongi!" He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to stop him, feeling so crushed by the pleasure.

His shaking legs tried to close, but Yoongi separated them again, holding them that way.

"Take it. Shut up and take it." Yoongi continued to move inside him, increasing the speed with each thrust.

Jimin opened his mouth, not even able to moan anymore for a while, then a long cry left his lips, slamming his hands into the blankets.

"Fuck!" He screamed.

His face now completely red, his cheeks wet.

"Jimin-" Yoongi groaned, feeling himself getting close to his orgasm, in fact after a couple more deep thrusts, he poured himself into the condom, collapsing next to Jimin.

"Hey, hey, don't close your eyes." Jimin's eyes widened at those words, not even realizing he was about to pass out.

"Fuck... Yoongi." He sighed, wiping his tears with the palms of his hands.

"Are you okay?" "I’m good. Fucking good." He chuckled, looking into his eyes.

"So, do you want to tell me the truth?" He asked after a minute of silence.

"I saw you get in the car while you were bleeding and I followed you." He told him, taking off the used condom.

He tied it, throwing it in the trash that Jimin had in his room.

"You want to explain to me what you meant by knowing that I hate you?" Jimin bit his lower lip at that question.

"I told you... it's how you act with me." 

"You say it like that, then you tell me to stop being a coward. I don't understand you." Yoongi looked into his eyes, frowning, confused.

"You think I haven't noticed how you look at me every time we hang out with others? You've wanted to fuck me since the first day we met." Jimin shook his head, looking away from his.

"Ey." He felt his fingers on his face, making him turn his face towards him.

"It's not just that I wanted to fuck you. You don't know how jealous I was when you got together with that bastard." He stroked his hair, leaning closer to his face.

"Yoongi..." He whispered, looking down at his lips.

He closed his eyes when the elder decided to kiss him, caressing his cheeks.

"I know it's still early, that you two just broke up, but..." Jimin smiled, hugging him.

"Why don't you start taking me out on a date?" Yoongi smiled at the question.

"Yes, with great pleasure." He dropped a kiss on his temple.

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Yoongi was busy finishing up a latte for the lady in front of him when the strawberry and vanilla scent filled his nose.

He looked up, his eyes settling on the entrance of the small bakery he worked at, smiling as he saw Taehyung and Hoseok walk in with the small stroller.

He quickly finished the order, handing over the warm paper cup.

The lady thanked him, paying for it, then turned around.

"Oh my- what a beautiful pup! How old is he?" The lady's voice got even softer as she looked down at the little girl in the stroller.

"It's a girl. She's only three months old." As the two continued to talk, Hoseok walked over to Yoongi, greeting him.

"Hey Yoons, how's it going?" He smiled at him.  

"I'm good. How's that little honeybee doing?" His pheromones turned sweet, staring at the puppy now in Taehyung's arms. 

"She's growing so fast. I can't believe that, two months ago she was so so tiny and look at her now." He sighed sadly.

"That means she's healthy." The omega chuckled.

Taehyung finally bid his goodbye to the lady, turning to the other omega.

"Hyung! We decided to stop by as soon as we saw that there weren't too many customers." The younger one smiled at him.

"Honey, say hello to Uncle Yoon, come on." He took her little hand, moving it from right to left, trying to imitate a small greeting.

"Hello there, Miya, you're getting prettier every day." He stroked her chubby cheek, smiling.

"How about holding her? There's no customer in line." Taehyung asked, knowing how much the older one was dying to hold the little girl.

Yoongi smiled, nodding slowly.

He walked over to the counter, approaching the omega.

He placed Miya in Yoongi's arms.

The little girl quickly approached the omega's chest. A sigh escaped from her lips, making him smile.

He felt his eyes start to water, swinging the little pup in his arms.

"Hyung... um... have you ever thought about asking Jimin if he wanted a pup?" Hoseok suddenly asked.

Yoongi's eyes widened, looking up at the couple.

"Ah... we talked about it a lot, but we decided to wait since I just opened the bakery." He revealed in a whisper.

"Well, it's been a while now. The bakery is doing just fine, and you have the staff, too." Taehyung tried to convince him.

Yoongi thought about it and yes, that would make sense.

It's not that he and Jimin were too old to have a child, in fact, they were quite young, both in their twenties.

Yoongi had found good staff, two young omegas who were very good at their jobs, plus Jimin had had a stable job for over three years.

He bit his lip at those thoughts.

"Why don't you try to reopen this topic with Jimin? He'll surely be happy too from the way he behaves with Miya." He asked with a wide smile.

"Wait, did you ask him the same thing?" Yoongi asked after a while, looking into both of their eyes.

"What did he say?" He asked after they both nodded.

"That he would really like it, but it's up to you." Yoongi blushed at those words.

Jimin was such a sweet alpha, he made him feel so loved.

"I'll see if we can talk to each other tonight." He smiled, making the other two smile as well.

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It was six in the afternoon when Yoongi got home.

He took off his shoes and jacket, moaning at the sweet smell in the air. 

Jimin was cooking, humming a little tune that had been in his mind for over a week.

"Babe, you're finally here!" Jimin smiled at him as he breathed in the eldest's sweet pheromones.

"Sorry I'm late, Taehyung and Hoseok stayed much longer than they planned to do." He said as he went to hug his alpha.

"Did they come to visit you?" Jimin asked after kissing Yoongi's temple.

"Mhm." He nodded slowly, breathing in Jimin's pheromones deeply.

"What did you three talk about? How's the little one?" Yoongi smiled at that question.

"She's beautiful." He chuckled, then pulled away from his chest a little, just to look at him in the eyes.

"They asked me if we were planning on having a pup too." Jimin swallowed hard at that, clearing his throat before speaking.

"And what did you say?" "That I would talk to you about it tonight." He smiled at him.

A wide smile formed on the alpha's lips.

"You know if you're not ready I won't blame you." He then said, quickly turning serious.

"I know, alpha. My little gentleman." He placed a kiss on his lips.

"Now that the bakery is doing good... we could try." He ran a finger down his chest, biting his bottom lip.

"Are you sure?" Jimin's eyes lit up.

As Yoongi nodded, Jimin smiled, picking him up.

"Jimin!" He cried out in surprise.

The alpha began to kiss him fervently, but Yoongi pushed him away to speak.

"The dinner!" He then said, gesturing to the pots on the stove.

"We'll eat later, I'm hungry for my omega right now." Jimin said in a husky voice, starting to bite and lick Yoongi's neck, making him jump in pleasure.

"At least turn off the stove before we all go up in flames." He laughed, giving his alpha a few playful slaps on his back.

Jimin turned around, turning off the stove, then walked with Yoongi in his arms to their bedroom.

He closed the door behind them, then placed the eldest on the bed.

He started kissing him passionately, his fingers caressing every part of Yoongi's body, making him sigh.

"I'm going to fill you up so much to make sure I put a pup in you, maybe more than one. You don't even know how many times I've imagined you carrying my pups." He grunted, ripping off his clothes.

Literally.

The bits of fabric fell to the floor, making the elder gasp.

The omega felt his slick run between his thighs.

Jimin's action and words turned him on more than he could have ever imagined.

"Jimin..." He bit his lower lip, trying to swallow a moan, when the alpha decided to take one of his nipples in his mouth, caressing his thighs.

He moved his fingers up, smiling at the feeling of the elder's slick.

"Alpha..." He sobbed as the latter lowered his head in between his legs.

"So wet, fuck, Yoongi, you drive me crazy." The omega gripped Jimin's hair in his hands, arching his back as he felt Jimin's tongue on his hole.

He started moaning louder and louder. Jimin was just so hot.

His tongue was the thing that made him lose his mind the most and the younger one knew it well.

Jimin loved going down on Yoongi, eating him up, fucking him with his tongue, tasting his delicious slick.

The alpha brought one of his fingers close to the older one's opening, making it enter with speed.

It was only when he was inside up to the knuckle that he began to thrust inside him, moving his face away from his hole, just to bring it closer to Yoongi's small cock, taking him completely in his mouth.

"Jimin!" He screamed, even curling his toes from the pleasure that the younger one was giving him.

One finger quickly became two and two became three, increasing the speed and depth more and more, trying to prepare him as much as possible to take his knot.

"Alpha, please! I'm ready, give me your knot!" He screamed already with tears on his cheeks.

"Yoongi, you should see yourself, damn it!" He grunted, then got up from the older one.

He looked into his eyes as he positioned himself between his legs, penetrating him with his shaft in one thrust.

"Fuck, alpha!" The omega clutched his back, biting his lower lip.

Jimin didn't wait, already feeling how Yoongi's inner omega was begging him to move, to fuck him so hard he couldn't feel his legs and head.

He began to push into him, immediately finding his prostate.

If there was one thing Jimin had always been good at, besides cooking of course, was finding his prostate on the first thrust every fucking time, making him see stars every time.

The omega rolled his eyes, unable to stop himself from moaning loudly.

Yoongi had never been a loud type of omega in bed, but since he was with Jimin, he had never been able to hold back, never been able to stay silent.

Every attempt he made was in vain. Jimin felt too good to stay quiet.

The bed started to move from how hard Jimin was thrusting into the older man.

The omega's breath caught in his throat, not being able to breathe for a second.

He looked down, surprised when he could see the younger man's shaft in his belly.

He bit his bottom lip, whimpering at the alpha's thrusts.

"Fuck, Jimin! I'm cumming!" He screamed, burying his face in the crook of his mate's neck.

"Come for me, omega." He said in a hoarse voice and that was what hit him.

He came with a long moan, starting to shake in Jimin's arms.

Jimin didn't stop, he continued to thrust into the older man with more and more force, increasing his speed as well.

"Jimin! Jimin! Give me your knot! Please, I need you to fill me up so much that I can see it. Alpha!" He whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut. Tears fell down his cheeks, spilling over his now completely red throat.

He tightened his fingers on the younger man's biceps, wrapping his legs around his waist, pulling him even closer to him.

"Is this what you want? Do you want your alpha to fill you up?" Yoongi sobbed, nodding vigorously.

"Until I can see it?" "Yes, yes, yes! Please alpha!" He raised his voice, throwing his head back.

"Fuck hyung, I'm going to cum." He said, increasing the speed of his thrusts.

"Yes, Jiminie. Come for your omega! Give me your knot! Give me your pup, please!" His voice now hoarse from all the screaming and moaning.

"Are you ready to take your first knot? Mhm?" He growled, lightly biting Yoongi's scent gland, just below his jaw.

At that, Yoongi screamed, coming again.

"Yoongi, take it all." With that, Jimin poured himself inside the elder. The alpha's knot began to form, growing until Yoongi hissed.

Yoongi saw everything completely white for a second, holding the alpha close.

The feeling of fullness began to take hold.

He had never felt so good in his life and wondered why he had waited so long to let Jimin come inside him.

"Alpha..." He whimpered as he looked down, seeing how his belly began to grow.

Jimin hadn't finished coming inside him yet.

"So much..." He placed a hand on his belly, trying to catch his breath.

Jimin leaned down on him, kissing him on the lips.

"I love you so much... I can't wait to have a family with you. You're making me the happiest alpha in the world." He said, looking into his eyes.

Yoongi's eyes sparkled and he sniffed.

"I love you too, Jimin, you have no idea how much." He hugged him, enjoying the alpha's warmth on his chest.

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Jimin rested his head on the soft pillow, smiling at the trail of kisses Yoongi was continuing to leave all over his chest. 

He bit his bottom lip, feeling small bites on his stomach.

The elder's hands grazed every inch of his bare skin, caressing it slowly.

His fingers moved to his inner thighs and Jimin had no choice but to spread his legs, giving Yoongi a better view and a lot more room to prepare his hole.

The room wasn't too quiet. In fact, they had put on some background music to give it a bit more sensual atmosphere.

They had also lit some scented candles.

Jimin opened his eyes, hearing the sound of a lid popping.

The cold lube made contact with his hole and he felt Yoongi's finger enter him, making him sigh.

"You okay?" the elder asked in a calm, husky voice after inserting the second finger.

"Mhm." Jimin nodded, trying to look under him, feeling Yoongi's soft lips on his inner thigh.

"Ah-" A small moan escaped his lips, when the older one hit his prostate. A shiver ran down his spine, making him half-close his eyes.

"Yoon..." He whispered, squeezing the older one's hair in his hands.

His tongue went to approach his fingers, tasting the sweet taste of Jimin.

A third finger joined the others and the younger one gritted his teeth, trying to close his legs.

Yoongi didn't allow it, placing his hands on his legs, caressing them gently.

He moved one of his hands, going to grab the younger one's shaft, starting to masturbate him with infinite slowness.

"I'm going to insert another finger." He warned him before penetrating him with another finger.

"Oh..." He threw his head back, arching his back at the slight burning sensation.

"Okay?" Yoongi looked into his eyes, concerned.

"Yeah." He gave him a small smile, trying not to worry him.

The older man went back under him, licking Jimin's little hole with his tongue, sliding his fingers in and out.

"Yoon..." Jimin couldn't wait any longer. He didn't want to come in vain like the last time they tried to have sex together.

"Are you sure?" The older man asked with a hint of fear in his voice.

"This time I feel like it will work, please." Jimin begged, biting his bottom lip.

"Okay." Yoongi nodded, moving away from the younger man's hole.

He removed his fingers from his hole, making him gasp at the empty feeling he had.

The elder took a condom from his nightstand, unrolling it over his large cock, then spreading a lot of lube on it.

"If I hurt you, tell me right away, okay? We can stop at any time." Jimin nodded, smiling at the elder's sweet words.

The latter aligned himself at the younger's hole, pumping his cock a few times before trying to push inside him.

Jimin hissed immediately, feeling the usual excruciating burning sensation on his walls.

He threw his head back, trying to hold back, not to scream and make Yoongi understand that it was hurting him terribly, but at a certain point he couldn't take it anymore.

A small cry escaped from his lips, stopping Yoongi from his biceps.

"I'm halfway there." He told him, biting his lower lip.

The younger man shook his head, tears streaming down his cheeks.

It was too much.

Hurting even more than losing his virginity.

"Hey, inhale, exhale. Slowly. Look into my eyes." His voice became soft, trying to make all attention go to himself as he slowly tried to go out of the younger man's hole, trying not to hurt him even more.

"I'm so sorry... I thought this was it. You prepared me more than you should have. You almost put your whole hand all the way inside me!" Jimin huffed, feeling like he was on the verge of tears.

He wanted Yoongi. He wanted him so bad.

He was longing for it, but he couldn't take his cock.

It was too big.

He had never seen a shaft this big, only in movies that weren't really family friendly.

"I think we need to prep yourself every day."

"I should go see a doctor and ask what's wrong with me..." Yoongi glared bad at Jimin at that.

"The only thing wrong here is my penis." "Stop it." Jimin punched him lightly on the shoulder.

"Let me help you, you're hard as a rock." He said, changing the subject, slowly kissing his lips, while one of his hands went to masturbate his length.

•••

Two more days passed after the last failed sex try with Yoongi.

They had been trying to go all the way ever since they got together, but Yoongi had a fucking monster between his legs.

Not that Jimin minded, he had always craved a cock like that, but he wasn't prepared for it at all.

Jimin was just talking about this with Taehyung, bringing the blanket to cover his body more on the couch.

"I don't know what to do..." He whispered, pouting.

"Have you ever tried using dildos or plugs?" He asked after a while.

Jimin went completely red in the face, almost chocking on his own saliva.

"Do you think they'll help?" He asked, biting his lower lip.

"Well, the owner of the sex shop said these help a lot, especially the plug. It's made for this. I would advise you to get two different sized dildos and a plug. Put it in after you've had a long session of fun with your new toys." The younger one smirked.

"I hope you're right, otherwise you can forget about being my friend." He told him with his cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Jimin listened to his best friend's advice.

In fact, he went to the nearest sex shop, choosing two pink dildos and a medium-sized plug. (The man who worked there had recommended it to him)

It has a little diamond on it too.

He waited until Yoongi went to work to wash what he had bought and finally try them.

The first dildo was normal, a little bigger than the cocks he had tried, but definitely not as big as his hyung's.

He prepared himself with a lot of lube and only after penetrating himself with three fingers, he took them out, replacing them with that dildo.

He threw his head back, finally enjoying the feeling of being full.

He started moving the toy right away, moaning at the pleasure he was feeling.

He pushed deeper and deeper, trying to speed up each thrust, until he came on his stomach.

He breathed heavily, removing the toy from inside him.

He looked at the second dildo, wondering if it would be a good idea to try it after that nice orgasm he had.

He didn't want to ruin it, but he wanted to try it too.

It wasn't as big as his hyung's shaft either, but he figured it would be a good substitute for practice.

With the feeling of his orgasm still hanging in the air, he decided to insert the second dildo, squirting a generous amount of lube onto it.

He pushed it inside him, his breath catching in his throat at how big it was.

"Shit..." He bit his lower lip, feeling his walls burn for a second.

He was surprised that they didn't burn as bad as when Yoongi tried to penetrate him.

He moved the dildo from side to side a few times, trying to adjust to the intrusion.

When the burning was minimal, almost non-existent, Jimin almost pulled the toy out of him completely, then pushed it back in in one go.

A cry of pleasure left his lips, his legs shaking from too much pleasure.

"Fuck Yoongi... I wish you could see me..." He bit his bottom lip, imagining Yoongi pushing into him, giving him the pleasure he deserved, that he wanted so badly.

At that thought, Jimin came again, placing a hand on his lips so as not to scream too much.

His legs started shaking terribly and the dildo came out of his entrance on its own with a small 'pop'.

He turned his head to his nightstand, finding the plug still there.

He didn't think twice before inserting it into himself, moaning at the feeling of having something inside him.

Jimin repeated his masturbation session with the two dildos every morning after Yoongi left the house.

It had been a week now and he felt more ready than ever to try again.

Friday had come quickly and Jimin had prepared Yoongi's favorite food.

He waited until they had finished eating before going to sit on Yoongi's lap.

"What is it my muse? Is something wrong?" Yoongi asked, caressing his hips, before placing a kiss on his cheek.

"Mhm... I wanted to ask you to try again." He said, throwing his hands on his neck, looking into his eyes.

"Are you sure? I don't want you to feel obligated, really-" "Hey, you think I don't want to have some sex with you? I want to try it for myself too." He smiled at him, caressing his cheek.

Yoongi was silent for a second, then nodded.

He sat up with Jimin still in his arms, making him jump in surprise.

He chuckled, placing his lips on the eldest's, as the latter began to walk, carrying him to their bedroom.

"I have a little surprise for you." He whispered against his lips, smiling at the sight of Yoongi already blushing like a cherry.

He didn't ask for anything, he just swallowed empty, starting to undress the younger one.

"Wow, Jimin..." He whispered biting his lip, focusing on the white lace lingerie Jimin was wearing.

"That's not the only surprise, but before I show you, why don't you undress too?" He asked in a sensual tone, lying on the bed.

He watched as Yoongi got rid of his clothes, biting his lip to see his shaft again.

Jimin moved from his spot, getting closer and closer to the older one's cock.

He licked his lips, then spit on it, making the older one moan loudly above him.

"Shit, Jimin..." He gripped his hair in his hands when the latter decided to lick his shaft from bottom to top, spreading his pre-cum with his thumb.

He looked into his eyes as he took him completely into his mouth, using his hands to help himself with the few inches that were left.

He sucked vigorously on the head, and Yoongi couldn't help but clutch his hair and moan his name.

His hips moved on their own and he felt Jimin holding back a gag.

"I'm sorry-" He whispered, feeling his legs start to shake from the pleasure the younger was giving him.

Jimin gave him the best mouth job every time. Indescribable.

He hummed on his shaft, sending vibrations along it, making the older one moan more and more.

"Jimin- if you keep going like this, I-" He bit his lips, seeing how Jimin just didn't want to get off his shaft.

He continued to move his head, until he felt the sweet taste of Yoongi in his mouth.

"Oh fuck..." Yoongi chuckled, throwing his head back, before rubbing his face with his hands.

"Why don't you come see the surprise I prepared for you now?" He asked, biting his lower lip, before lying down on the bed.

Yoongi swallowed hard, moving closer to him.

He spread his legs, trailing kisses from his stomach to his entire thigh.

When he moved the lace panties aside and saw the plug glistening in the younger man's hole, he thought he was going to lose his mind.

"You didn't really do that-" He said, licking his lips.

Jimin didn't even have time to ask, that Yoongi started playing with it, making him roll his eyes.

He took it out, biting his lips as Jimin tried to clench himself to nothing.

Even though the younger man seemed well prepped, Yoongi inserted three fingers inside him, starting to thrust and prep him even more.

"Yoongi..." Jimin moaned, gripping the silk covers.

The older man took the bottle of lube, spreading a good amount of it on his already condom-covered shaft.

"I'm ready. Please, Yoongi, I've been practicing all week to take you." He said, looking into his eyes.

Yoongi's eyes widened, his mouth forming an 'o'.

"Jimin, you're going to make me go insane." He grunted, then removed his fingers from his hole.

He pumped his shaft a few times, then positioned himself at Jimin's hole and thrusted himself in.

This time, things went better.

It was only when he was halfway in that Jimin closed his eyes, gasping.

"Wait a second." He asked, biting his lip.

Yoongi did as he was asked, kissing every little part of Jimin's face.

Jimin rocked his hips, testing the waters, and when he felt the small burning sensation he had had passed, he gave way to his hyung.

Yoongi continued to push into him, until he was all the way in.

His balls touched the younger's ass and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dick... so big... so deep..." Jimin whimpered, sniffling.

Yoongi couldn't help but smile, kissing the younger's neck.

"My Jiminie... so good... you did so good." He praised him, making him blush even more.

"Tell me when I can go." He whispered in his ear, swaying his hips to get Jimin used to the new sensation.

It was only after a couple of minutes that he asked him to move and Yoongi didn't think twice.

He pulled back a little, just enough to thrust into him again with force.

Jimin cried out, his eyes widening at the immense pleasure that the first thrust was already giving him.

"Yoongi-" ​​he whimpered, burying his face in the crook of the older's neck, moaning with every thrust Yoongi made into him.

He quickly found his prostate, abusing it tremendously.

Jimin swore he saw stars in that moment.

"Yoongi! Yoongi! I'm going to cum!" He groaned, squeezing his bicep in his hands.

"Come for me Jiminie, my good boy." He kissed his lips, and that was exactly why Jimin poured himself onto his belly.

After that, Yoongi pulled out of the younger one, bringing him closer to himself.

"Turn around." He said in a harsh tone, giving him a kiss on the lips.

Jimin complied, lying on his stomach and raising his ass, starting to swing it from right to left.

Yoongi didn't think twice before giving him a hard slap.

Jimin knew he would have a mark for a while.

"Relax." He whispered, caressing his back.

He positioned himself behind him, sinking into him in one thrust.

"Oh fuck..." Jimin moaned, gripping the covers in his hands.

"So fucking sexy." Yoongi placed a kiss on his back before starting to quickly thrust into him.

In that position, Jimin felt him even deeper, almost in his belly.

He whimpered at that strange sensation that strangely made him even more excited.

Yoongi slapped the pad of his ass a couple more times.

"Gorgeous." He grunted, slapping him again.

Jimin couldn't help but moan.

The pleasure was too much.

"Jimin... I'm going to come too." Yoongi announced, closing his eyes.

He moved his hand to the younger's neck, pulling him up so that his back was flush with the bed, continuing to thrust into him with almost animalistic force.

"Come on me, please." He said almost in a whisper.

And at those words, Yoongi moaned, letting his cock slip out of the younger's entrance.

He laid him back down on the bed, exposing his back.

He removed the condom, starting to masturbate on top of him.

White strings fell on the gorgeous curve of the younger's back, making him moan from how much seed Yoongi was letting out.

When he finished coming, Yoongi groaned at the sight of Jimin.

Jimin had collected his seed from his back with a finger, then brought it to his lips to taste it, purposely turning to look him in the eyes.

"So good." He groaned, smiling.

"If you don't stop, you'll have to resign yourself to round 2." Yoongi told him in a playful tone.

"Maybe tomorrow, now let's go wash up and then I want to cuddle." He told him with a smile.

"Anything you want." Yoongi said, giving him a kiss on the lips.

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"I have a surprise for you." Yoongi said as he placed his new purchase on the floor.

"Really?" The younger one asked, chuckling.

They had been on the phone for over two hours already.

They were planning to meet up, go out to eat, and spend the evening together, maybe with a glass of wine each.

It was the weekend and they hadn't spoken or seen each other all week due to their stressful and busy work week.

"You'll see it when you come over tonight." 

"Do I really have to wait that long?" He asked with a small whimper, making the older one smirk.

"Well, I did suggest that you come and live here with me." "You live too far away from my work, I don't know how to get there." He whined.

"Jimin, I do have a car?" He heard a small snort.

"I don't want you to have to leave early because of me." "You know I'm happy to do that." He went downstairs, checking his wine supplies and smiled to see that the white wine Jimin loved so much was still there. It hadn't even been opened.

"I know, I know, but I'm almost done with my license. It won't last much longer, I can assure you. Then we can talk again about it." Yoongi smiled, nodding slowly.

"Okay, then I'll see you tonight. Wear something sexy." He grinned.

Jimin had never been so happy to be talking to the elder on the phone. He knew he would tease the hell out of him for blushing like that.

"O... okay... see you later!" He hung up without waiting for Yoongi to answer, hiding his face in his hands, already imagining the things the elder would do to him.

He knew that if he said that, it wouldn't be their usual night of sex and cuddles. He had something in mind, he knew it well and he was quite scared of it.

He decided to take a nice shower, enjoying the hot water, while he was already thinking about what to wear.

Well, what can I say… it had been almost two hours.

Jimin kept pacing back and forth, not knowing what the hell to wear.

The only good thing was that he had already finished putting on his makeup.

He sighed, opening the last drawer he had left to open, his eyes widening at the sight of a pink lingerie set.

He smirked, knowing how much Yoongi loved lace.

Yes, he would drool over him, he was sure of it.

He decided to take the lingerie set, quickly putting it on, then slipping into normal jeans and a normal black t-shirt.

He fixed his hair, then sprayed some cologne on himself.

Just as he left his room, he heard the doorbell of his apartment ring.

He ran to the door, quickly putting on his boots and jacket, and then exited his apartment, locking the door.

He walked down the stairs, smiling at the sight of Yoongi's sweet face in front of the front door.

"Ey hyung." He kissed his lips, smiling.

Yoongi's hands went to caress his hips, hugging him.

"How's my muse?" He asked, kissing his neck.

"Mhm... good, and you?" "Now that I see you even better." Jimin blushed at that, smiling.

"Come on." He ushered him into his car, turning on the radio.

——

"You still don't want to tell me about your surprise?" Jimin asked after Yoongi opened the door to his house.

"Why don't we have a glass of wine first? I saw I have an unopened bottle of your favorite white wine." Jimin smiled, nodding slowly, before hanging his jacket on the hanger.

He went to sit on the couch after taking off his shoes, watching as the older boy went to the kitchen to get two glasses.

He poured in the white wine, handing Jimin a glass, then sitting down next to him.

The younger boy tasted the wine, smiling at the sweet taste.

Yoongi's hands found Jimin's toned thighs, caressing them over his jeans.

He lifted his legs, placing them on his thighs, bringing Jimin closer to his chest.

He kissed his temple, starting to caress the younger boy's back with his fingers, sending small shivers down his spine.

"I missed you so much." He whispered in his ear with a husky voice.

"I missed you too." Jimin smiled, snuggling even more into the older boy's chest.

They finished their glass of wine that way: cuddling on the couch.

It was only when they put the glass on the coffee table that Yoongi's hands landed on Jimin's ass.

"Hungry?" the younger boy teased.

"You can’t even imagine." Yoongi smiled, placing his lips on Jimin's.

He immediately started kissing him passionately, hearing him moan into his mouth. 

"Why don't we go to the bedroom? Then you can also see my surprise." He said, biting his lower lip.

He nodded his head and Yoongi didn't even wait a second before picking him up, making him chuckle.

They continued kissing, while the eldest walked to his room.

He placed Jimin on the bed, pulling away from him with a grin.

"So? Where's my surprise?" the younger asked impatiently.

"Mhm... why don't you show me what you have under these jeans first?" Yoongi chuckled, touching the younger's lace panties, making him blush terribly.

He slowly removed his shirt, then moved on to undo the button of his jeans.

He bit his bottom lip, pulling his jeans off his legs, making the older grunt.

"You're so fucking sexy, Jimin." He said, looking at every little part of his body.

He placed a kiss on his lips, then moved away, making Jimin frown.

Yoongi smiled, standing up, then walking towards his surprise that he had decided to cover with a cloth.

"Is this my surprise?" Jimin asked with a smile on his lips.

"That's right." Yoongi licked his lips, cupping the cloth in his hands, lifting it up and throwing it to the floor.

Jimin gasped in surprise, staring wide-eyed at the… iron thing(?).

"I can't believe it. You didn't actually do this." He said in shock, placing a hand over his lips.

"How about you lie down and let me try my new toy on you?" Yoongi asked with a grin, ignoring the younger boy's shock for a moment.

He chuckled, nodding slowly.

"You always know how to surprise me." Jimin lay down on the bed, holding his hands up.

He watched as Yoongi moved closer to him.

"Do you want to tie me up too?" He asked with a small smile.

“Mhm… we’ll see how you act. If you’ll be a good boy, I may let your hands for yourself.” He slapped his thigh, biting his lip when Jimin groaned.

He moved the machine closer to the bed, hooking a medium-sized dildo to it, then unrolling a condom over it.

He turned to Jimin who was looking at him with his lower lip between his teeth.

“Let’s get you ready, shall we?”

He climbed onto the bed, caressing the younger boy's soft legs.

He lifted one of them, starting kissing him from his ankle.

He smiled as he watched his cheeks grow redder and redder.

Jimin loved the attention Yoongi gave him every time they had sex.

He loved having sex with the older boy for that very reason.

Every time he had something new to try and if Jimin didn't feel like doing it or didn't want to try out his idea, Yoongi didn't feel any kind of sadness, on the contrary, he was understanding.

"I love the way you smell." He said, biting her inner thigh.

"I know." He giggled, closing his eyes at those soft kisses, caressing his hair.

"Ah-" he moaned, feeling the older boy's tongue graze his hole.

Jimin arched his back, throwing his hands above his head.

Yoongi's hands squeezed the younger's ass with great force and Jimin thought that he would definitely get a red mark.

He spat on his hole, making the younger gasp.

One of his fingers entered him, using his saliva as lube, starting to move it right away.

Soon one finger became two. A raspy moan escaped the younger's lips as Yoongi touched his prostate, making his legs tremble.

He clenched his hair in his hands, making Yoongi's face get even closer to his hole, closing his legs as well.

"Do you want to suffocate me?" He asked after a while with a laugh, pulling away from him.

"Come on, don't act like you don't like it." He chuckled, looking into his eyes.

"Mhm, I would gladly die between your legs, yes." He lowered himself to his face, starting to kiss him intensely.

Jimin gasped as he felt Yoongi's fingers enter him again.

He immediately began scissoring inside him, pushing in and out with speed.

"Yoongi-" ​​Jimin eyes rilled back, clutching his hair in his hands.

The eldest smiled, kissing his neck, nipping here and there, leaving a couple of purple spots.

After finishing his masterpiece, he slid his fingers out of the younger boy's hole, slapping his ass.

Jimin jumped, looking into the older boy's eyes as he pulled away from him.

He stepped in front, grabbing his ankles and pulling him towards him.

"Time to have some fun, are you up for it?" Jimin licked his lips, nodding slowly.

"I've always wondered what it would felt like when I watch videos like that." He revealed, spreading his legs.

"Well, now you're going to find out." He smiled at him, lining up the dildo with the younger boy's hole.

"Come on, come here." He gave him a challenging look and Jimin cursed in his head.

He moved a little closer, holding his breath as he felt the tip of the dildo enter him.

"Fuck..." He whispered, continuing to penetrate himself, closing his eyes and throwing his head back.

When he opened his eyes again, he was surprised to see Yoongi completely naked in front of him.

His cock in his hands, looking up at him with his lower lip between his teeth.

"Can I turn it on?" He asked in a hoarse voice, sending shivers down Jimin's spine.

He nodded, not trusting his voice at all at that moment.

It was only then that he noticed a small remote control in the eldest's hands.

He was about to ask what it was for, when Yoongi pressed it, making the machine start to move.

Jimin's eyes widened, gasping at the new sensation.

It was so strange, he had never used toys on him before and as the movements continued, he wondered why he had been so stupid not to do it sooner.

"Yoongi..." He sighed, biting his lower lip.

He wanted more and Yoongi understood that.

In fact, he pressed another button, speeding up the tempo, making Jimin almost scream in surprise.

"Ah, ah, ah. Hands above your head, come on, or I'll have to tie them to the bed." He told him as he tried to move his hand down towards his cock.

He did as he asked, clenching the covers in his hands.

He moaned as Yoongi increased the speed again.

It was so fast, so intense and he felt his legs shake terribly as the dildo hit his prostate so hard.

"Fuck!" He screamed, arching his back.

The machine continued to hit his sweet spot as he tried hard not to raise his voice.

He hit the covers again and again, feeling the pleasure rising like never before.

His shaft was completely red, begging for attention.

"Faster?" Yoongi asked with a smirk and he completely ignored how Jimin shook his head, feeling completely at the edge already, and clicked the remote again.

"Shit! Yoongi!" He screamed, gritting his teeth.

The machine started moving with a speed Jimin had never felt before, the noise getting louder.

He arched his back, placing his hands on his lips to keep himself from screaming, squeezing his eyes shut.

He felt tears running down his cheeks, as he closed his shaking legs, making the dildo sliding out from his hole.

"No! Nonono!" He whimpered, sniffling.

Yoongi turned off the machine, waiting for Jimin to put the dildo back inside him, before turning it on again, this time directly on the same level as before, making the younger one scream in pleasure.

He looked up at the older one, unable to stop moaning and whimpering at the speed used, at that pleasure he was feeling.

He saw how Yoongi was masturbating on him.

His shaft fully erect and red, the veins showing.

Jimin's mouth watered, but he knew Yoongi wouldn't let him touch him, or at least not until he was done pleasuring and torturing the younger man. 

When Yoongi noticed Jimin staring at him, he smirked, moving closer to him. 

Jimin gasped as the older man cupped his cock in his hands, grateful to finally be receiving some attention as well. 

The younger man's moans became more frequent, feeling so close. 

"Yoongi... oh- I'm going to..." He sobbed as Yoongi pulled his hand away from his shaft. 

"Not so fast, baby." He chuckled, licking his lips. 

"Hold until I say you can cum." Jimin whimpered at that, cursing at him in his head. 

Yoongi wrapped his hand around his shaft again, moving it up and down a few times, before removing his hand again. 

"Yoongi, please!" He screamed, squeezing his eyes shut.

He felt so close, he knew he couldn't hold out much longer.

"No. Be a good boy and wait." Jimin groaned at the authoritative voice Yoongi was using.

The elder did the same thing as before: moving his hand up and down his cock a few times, then quickly removed it.

Jimin didn't know how he hadn't given in yet. How he did not cum.

The dildo continued to rapidly abuse his hole and prostate, tears continued to fall down his cheeks, while his legs didn't stop shaking from the extreme pleasure for even a minute.

"Yoonie... I can't take it anymore... please... please." He sobbed, sniffling, feeling his throat burn.

He was too close, he wouldn't be able to get farther.

Yoongi smirked, wrapping his hand around his shaft for the third time.

Just when Jimin thought he was finally going to come, Yoongi squeezed his cock really hard, stopping the fucking machine.

"Yoongi! No!" He hit the mattress hard. A sob escaped his throat and he closed his legs, still shaking like a leaf.

He gave a small slap to his cock, making the younger boy jump out of pleasure.

He grabbed Jimin's hair with his hands, pulling it towards him, so that his face was close to his.

He kissed his lips roughly, running his tongue over them.

"You did a great job not giving in. You deserve to come." He said in a husky voice, biting his lower lip.

Jimin moaned, thanking him with a shaky voice.

He threw him back on the bed, positioning the dildo better inside him, before turning it on again, this time to the maximum level.

"Fuck! Fuck!" He screamed, sobbing loudly, grabbing Yoongi's wrist for a little mentally support.

He threw his head back, his eyes rolling, feeling oh so fucking good.

"Cum." He said in a firm and determined voice and it was because of that tone that Jimin finally came on his stomach, shaking more than before.

Yoongi turned off the machine, making him catch his breath.

Jimin let himself lie on the bed, placing his hands on his head, breathing heavily.

He turned his head towards Yoongi, biting his lips at how quickly he was masturbating on him.

At that sight, he didn't last long, in fact after a few seconds, he poured himself onto the younger boy's stomach, moaning in a hoarse voice.

"Fuck, that was amazing." He whispered licking his lips, going to caress Jimin's hair.

"Everything okay?" He asked looking into his eyes.

"Everything great. Thank you." He chuckled, kissing him softly on the lips.

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•••

Jimin held the package the postman had just delivered to him.

He looked at it with furrowed brows, wondering what it was.

He hadn't ordered anything at all and neither had Yoongi, otherwise he would have surely let him know.

"Yoongi?" He decided to call him, not wanting to open it without asking his boyfriend first.

"I'm coming!" The older boy came down the stairs, approaching him.

"What's going on?" He asked and frowned at the sight of a package in the younger boy's hands.

"Did you order something?" He asked, showing him the box properly.

"Um... no?" "Okay... then I'll open it to see what’s inside." They moved to the living room and Jimin placed the package on the table.

Yoongi handed him a box cutter and the younger boy gladly accepted it, thanking him.

He began to cut the cardboard, then placed the box cutter on the table and opened the package.

He frowned at the sight of a large red cube.

On it was a question and underneath were two buttons. One red and one green.

"Would you rather have a weekend with a little version of your boyfriend or a weekend with seven versions of your boyfriend?" Jimin read quietly.

Yoongi chuckled.

"Come on, answer. Would you rather have one little me or seven of me?" He asked with a grin.

"Um... I think having a little version of you might be a little stressful." He said after thinking about the possible scenarios for a second.

"And you think seven versions of me wouldn’t be stressful at all?" He asked with a chuckle.

"Well, that would be fun." Jimin then smirked, looking into his eyes.

Yoongi bit his lower lip, looking Jimin up and down.

"Click on it, come on." He said with a hoarse voice.

"You don't really believe this bullshit, right?" The younger boy chuckled, looking at the red cube.

"Not much, but it's for fun. Come on." Jimin nodded, quickly clicking the red button, under the words "seven versions".

With that done, a loud gasp of surprise escaped his lips as Yoongi forcefully picked him up, placing him on his shoulders.

He chuckled, carrying him into the bedroom.

•••

It was eight in the morning when they jumped out of bed, hearing a loud thud in the next room.

"Yoongi-" ​​Jimin looked at him in terror and the older one squeezed his hand.

"I'll go check, stay here." He told him, but Jimin quickly shook his head.

"I don't even think about it. Let's go together, I won't leave you alone." Yoongi was about to argue, but another thud made him close his lips.

He stood up from the bed, watching as the younger one followed him.

They covered themselves with some tablecloths that they had left on the chair the other night, and then went out the door of their bedroom.

They jumped when they saw six people in front of the door.

"There they are!" They smiled.

Yoongi had gone completely white in the face, wondering if he was still asleep.

Six boys completely identical to him, the only thing that made them stand out was their hair.

One with blood red hair, one mint colored, one blonde, another pink and the last one with orange hair.

And while he was wondering how the hell something like this could be possible, he remembered the cube.

"Jimin- the cube." He whispered in his ear, looking first at the boys, and then at the completely shocked face of the youngest.

"Fuck..." He whispered too.

"What do we do?" "Um, we don't want to interrupt, but we are right in front of you. We can hear everything." The blonde one said, rolling his eyes.

"What... what are you?" Jimin asked, looking at each of the boys who looked like a copy of his boyfriend.

"Well, we're Yoongi." The red-haired boy said as if it was the easiest thing in the world.

"What are you doing here?" He then asked, stopping Yoongi from saying anything.

"You pressed the red button on the cube." He shrugged.

Jimin and Yoongi looked at each other, swallowing hard.

"I can see you two were having fun though." The mint-haired boy chuckled, licking his lips as he looked down at the younger boy's body.

The pink-haired boy stared at the both of them with red cheeks, he was really cute right now.

"Hey, don't even try. He's my boyfriend." Yoongi glared, pulling Jimin from his side.

The orange-haired boy made himself some space before speaking.

“Oh, but he’s our boyfriend too. We’re Yoongi too, so why not have some fun together?” He said, licking his lips.

“We’re leaving tomorrow anyway and we’ll never see each other again.” He shrugged.

Jimin looked into his Yoongi's eyes, swallowing hard.

"Don't tell me you're really thinking about it-" He then whispered in his ear, his eyes widening, shocked by the thought.

"It's you after all... it could be fun." He brushed his fingers and Yoongi closed his eyes for a moment, thinking about what Jimin had said to him.

"Are you really sure?" He asked, swallowing hard.

He looked at Jimin, then at the boys... his clones. Some had a small smile on their lips, others continued to look at his boyfriend, hungry.

"Oh, Yoongi, look at him, he’s more than okay with it." One of them chuckled, approaching the younger one and Yoongi quickly stopped him, stepping in the middle.

"It's... it's okay Yoon..." He whispered, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Yoongi looked into his eyes for a second, then moved away.

The blonde haired boy approached him again, this time grabbing his hip and pulling him towards him.

Jimin gasped, looking into his eyes.

It wasn't long before he felt soft lips on his, feeling six other people gasp.

"Hey, that's not fair, we're here too!" The pink haired clone said with a pout on his lips as he watched him squeeze Jimin's ass over the tablecloth at his hips.

"Well, then how about we get comfortable in the bedroom?" The blonde asked after he pulled away from Jimin's now swollen lips.

Jimin looked into his boyfriend's eyes. He was completely shocked by what he had just seen, but it was understandable.

"Yoon... are you sure you're okay with this?" He then asked.

"Um... I think... I think so... it's just... it's weird seeing you in the arms of someone else who... is also me?" He gestured, trying to explain what he was feeling.

The boys giggled, all looking into each other's eyes.

"Oh, Yoongi, don't worry, you'll have your fun too." The blue-haired boy pointed to the pink-haired one, whose cheeks were now a similar color to his hair.

He couldn't look at them in the face, so embarrassed by the kiss the blond just had with the younger one.

"He's just so cute." Jimin whispered, looking at him and this sentence made him blush even more, while a small whine escaped his lips.

“Oh, you have to look at how cute he is when he takes it.” Jimin couldn’t help but widen his eyes at that sentence. 

“Yah! Stop saying those embarrassing things!” He yelled, punching the blond boy in the arm.

Yoongi looked at his clones, ready to enter the room.

“Okay…” He whispered, opening the door to their bedroom wider.

They all went inside, the blue-haired boy closing the door, being the last one to enter.

With that done, the blond pushed Jimin onto the bed, taking the tablecloth off his waist.

“Why don’t you undress too? Hmm?” He asked Yoongi, as he took off his shirt, the others undressing as well, except for the pink-haired clone.

As Yoongi took off his tablecloth, Jimin continued to look at his boyfriend’s clone.

He smirked, getting up from the bed and walking over to him.

He placed a thumb on his chin, making him look up at him.

“Hey, is it okay if I take this off?” He asked in a whisper, squeezing the sides of his shirt in his hands.

The boy didn’t speak, he just nodded.

“Can I… can I kiss you?” Jimin smiled at the question.

“Sure you can.” He caressed his cheek, closing his eyes as he felt the elder’s soft lips on his.

As he did so, he placed his hands on the older man's pants button, opening it, and then pulled his pants down.

He wrapped his hand around the boy's shaft, smiling as he felt him fully hard already.

Yoongi's clone gasped, moaning against his lips as the younger one started to move his hand.

"Someone's having fun without us." Another of them chuckled.

"Come on, try to do something more." The blond said, approaching Jimin with a bottle of lube in his hands.

Jimin frowned, but didn't ask him anything, just stared as he poured some onto his fingers.

He only understood his sentence when he slipped a finger inside the pink-haired boy's hole, making him moan.

"Oh fuck.." He whispered, looking at them.

He had never imagined his boyfriend like this, but he had to admit the truth: Yoongi looked so hot right now.

He turned around and was surprised to see his boyfriend completely naked. A blue-haired clone was slowly masturbating him with a smirk on his face.

The last two were also naked. They were sitting on the bed pumping each other's cock while looking at them.

"Yoongi, please tell me I can prep Jimin." He heard one of the clones say.

Jimin was about to answer, but Yoongi was faster.

"I don't know how much he needs it since we fucked all night, but if you want you can do it." 

"Yoongi!" The younger one yelled at him, feeling his cheeks grow redder and redder.

"Look at you, you perverts." The blond chuckled, looking Jimin in the eyes.

"Stop it." He glared at him. This clone was even more annoying than his boyfriend.

He gasped as he felt someone behind him.

He leaned his back against his chest and spread his legs, feeling a hand grabbing firmly his ass.

He groaned as a finger entered him.

"Oh man, Yoongi was right." He heard someone say behind him. The clone placed his lips on his neck, nipping and licking a small part of it.

A second finger quickly entered him, already starting to scissor and move quickly inside him.

His moans continued to be heard.

"Okay, I think that's enough." The blond said, removing his fingers from the pink-haired boy's entrance. The latter bit his lower lip, squeezing Jimin's arm in his hands.

Jimin closed his eyes, feeling the fingers of the clone behind him slip out of him.

He didn't even have time to turn around to see which clone it was, that the blond pushed him back onto the bed.

The pink one followed after a few seconds.

"Why don't you do what you told me before, mhm?" The blond asked to the pink-haired clone and they saw him blush even more.

"What are you talking about?" Yoongi asked, asking the same thing Jimin was thinking.

"The little prince wants to give you a blowjob." He grinned at Jimin.

The latter chuckled, turning to the clone.

The pink one swallowed, nodding slowly.

He approached the younger one's shaft, slowly licking his entire length, before taking it completely into his mouth.

"Fuck-" Jimin hissed, squeezing the older one's hair between his fingers.

"Yoongi, since he's your boyfriend, why don't you start?" the blond asked, before moving closer to Jimin's side.

The latter understood perfectly what the clone wanted and quickly wrapped his hand around the older one's cock, moving it up and down.

"Gladly." Yoongi's eyes had become darker than usual and he continued to look the younger one in the eyes as he approached him.

Jimin opened his legs, inviting the older one between them, making him smile.

The latter pumped his cock a few times before lining it up to the younger's hole, then slowly pushed himself in, moaning as he felt no resistance, given the fun he had yesterday.

"Yoongi..." The younger moaned, arching his back.

With Yoongi inside him and his clone pleasuring his shaft, he already felt completely surrounded by pleasure.

He looked to his sides, smiling as he saw the other four clones near him, slowly pumping their cocks.

The blue-haired boy moved closer to his face, holding his cock in his hand, then guiding it to the younger's lips.

The latter smiled, opening his mouth to accommodate the older's shaft, savoring its sweet taste.

He felt a hand rest on his, guiding it towards something.

When he opened his eyes, he sees the mint-haired boy bite his lower lip, placing his little hand on his cock.

Jimin wrapped his fingers around it, smiling at how the mint was so cautious even with that bad boy face.

The younger one squeezed his eyes shut, feeling his boyfriend thrusting into him, hitting his prostate so hard.

"Yoongi!" He threw his head back, letting the blue-haired clone's cock slip out of his lips.

He began to shake, feeling shivers all over his spine.

"Oh, is someone about to cum?" The blonde chuckled, squeezing the younger boy's hair, making him move closer to the blue-haired clone's shaft again.

"Keep up your work, or you won't be able to cum either." He felt his Yoongi chuckle and he glared at him.

He ignored the look, speeding up his thrusts.

It wasn't long before Jimin came into the pink-haired clone's mouth, making the latter gasp.

"How do you feel, mhm? Happy to have Jiminie's seed?" The blonde asked, watching the pink-haired boy swallow it all, then move away from him.

"More.." He whispered, biting his lower lip, and Jimin wondered what he was referring to.

This Yoongi was shy and had a completely submissive behavior.

Jimin didn't mind at all.

"What do you mean by that?" Another of them asked, the mint-haired one, as confused as him.

The pink one didn't say anything, he just pumped the younger one's cock again, making him shudder.

"I... I just came, wait-" He whimpered, squeezing a clone's thigh in his hands, still feeling Yoongi moving inside him.

"Jimin, I'm going to-" Jimin tried to swallow a scream as the pink one straddled him, sliding his cock inside his hole.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck-" His hands went to squeeze the older one's ass, while a tear ran down his face.

And as the pink one started to ride him, he felt Yoongi's seed inside him, making him whimper loudly.

"Can I?" He heard and threw his head back as he felt himself being penetrated again.

"Oh..." He whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut.

When he opened them, he saw Yoongi next to him, leaning in to kiss his temple.

"Yoongi-" ​​The older one looked up, hearing his name called.

His eyes widened when he felt the pink boy’s soft lips on his.

Jimin felt his cheeks burn at the sight above him and heard the others giggle.

He squeezed the pink-haired boy's thighs, feeling him bounce on top of him with speed.

And he rolled his eyes when he felt his boyfriend's clone brush against his prostate.

"Always there, always there, please." He moaned, biting his lips.

The latter smiled, pleasing the younger one.

Jimin tried not to make too much noise, taking the blue-haired clone's shaft into his mouth again, making him moan in surprise.

He continued to pump the cock of the two clones on his sides, while the third one continued to thrust into his mouth.

Between the thrusts the orange-haired boy was giving and the pink one who continued to ride him very fast, it didn't take him long to come again, this time inside the clone's warm hole.

The latter moaned loudly, coming on the younger's belly, then collapsed forward, hugging Jimin, trying to catch his breath.

The orange-haired boy didn't take long, two more thrusts and he poured himself inside the younger, making him moan.

He felt beads of sweat running down his temple and he clung to his Yoongi's hand, trembling at the stimulation.

"Who wants to be next?" The clone asked, sliding his cock away from the younger boy's hole.

"Me." The blonde moved away from Jimin, helping the pink one down from his thighs first.

"Why don't we change positions, mhm?" He asked, grabbing the younger boy's ankle and pulling him towards him.

Jimin smiled at him and turned over, lying on his stomach on the bed.

"Yoongi-ah, why don’t you lie down too, come on." The mint-haired boy said, patting the bed.

"I think you're mistaken, I've never-" "Oh don't worry, you're not the one to take it. The little prince wants to try something new." He cut him off, licking his lips.

Yoongi looked at Jimin for a second before lying down next to him on the bed.

"Come on little prince, jump up." He then smirked, looking into the pink-haired boy's eyes.

The latter swallowed emptyly, nodding slowly.

He straddled the older man, aligning his cock with his hole, before penetrating himself, moaning softly.

"Big..." He sobbed, biting his lips.

"Ah!" He threw his head back, feeling a second shaft enter him and Jimin gasped at the sight.

Yoongi gripped the covers, feeling his clone's shaft rub against his own.

"Fuck, this is so intense..." He whispered, rolling his eyes.

"Ah- shit." Jimin squinted, feeling the blond enter him.

He climbed on top of him, going even deeper and Jimin couldn't help but moan at his fast, almost animalistic thrusts.

The orange haired boy climbed onto the bed, bringing his cock into the pink haired clone's mouth, moving his hips and chuckling as the latter chocked on his cock.

"Can I?" Jimin opened his eyes, watching as the red haired clone moved closer to the mint haired one, slapping his ass.

The latter rolled his eyes.

"Whatever." He huffed, continuing to move inside the pink one.

He gasped for a second as the red one entered him, pausing for a second to thrust into the other clone.

"Hey, eyes here baby, we're not done yet. I'm still waiting to come." The blue one said, making him turn his gaze to him.

He was right in front of him, pumping his completely red shaft, he was about to come.

"Come here then." He managed to say, before opening his mouth, waiting for the blue one to thrust into him.

That's exactly what he did, squeezing his hair, holding him in place as he quickly thrusted his cock into his throat.

The room was filled with loud moans and various skin-on-skin noises for various minutes.

Jimin felt Yoongi's fingers on his hand, squeezing them between his own.

"I'm cumming-" The blue-haired clone said, throwing his head back, increasing the speed of his thrusts.

It didn't take him long before he finally spilled himself into the younger's mouth.

The latter began to cough, trying to swallow every last drop of seed.

The orange one came soon after into the pink haired boy’s mouth, getting off the bed with a smirk on his lips.

Jimin buried his face into the covers, moaning into them as the blond began to go deeper and deeper, increasing his speed as well.

He finally came inside him, wrapping his arms around the younger's waist.

He slipped out of his hole and Jimin lays on the bed, watching the other two clones move inside the others.

The first to come was the red-haired boy, pouring himself inside the mint-haired one. His legs started to shake.

"Yoongi, are you going to come too?" The latter asked, gritting his teeth as he continued to move inside the pink one.

The pink haired clone continued to tremble and only now did Jimin notice the few white spots above his boyfriend's belly.

He wrapped one of his hands around his cock, moving it up and down at the sight.

"Yes, let's come together." He said in a husky voice and the second one nodded vigorously.

It wasn't much before they both came inside the pink one, making him scream in pleasure.

Jimin gasped, coming on the covers as well at the erotic sight before him.

"Oh wow..." Yoongi said, trying to catch his breath, feeling the pink slide down his thighs.

They all lay down on the bed, hugging each other.

The pink one stepped between Jimin and Yoongi, smiling.

"That was so intense..." Jimin whispered, yawning, feeling his eyes grow heavy.

Yoongi nodded, closing his eyes.

—

When they woke up, they were surprised to not see the clones with them.

Jimin sat up, picking up his phone.

"It's six in the morning. Yoon... I think they're gone." He whispered.

"Are you sure?" He asked, getting up from the bed.

"I think... I think so. Or at least that's what they said." He followed him, covering himself with the tablecloth the blonde clone had thrown on the floor, then handed the second one to his boyfriend.

They went downstairs and were surprised to not see the cube they had left on the table.

Instead of it, there was a letter: "Thanks for the nice evening, the little prince had fun trying something new, maybe Yoongi should try too XD." Jimin chuckled as he read that message.

Yeah, maybe they would think about it. Bc

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"Look, he's coming." A girl whispered to her classmate, looking at the boy who was walking with their teacher.

"I heard he's interested in both girls and boys." He giggled back.

"Who are you talking about?" A second boy stepped in.

"The boy who Professor Choi brings along." Jimin rolled his eyes at that, snorting.

"What do you want?" "You don't even know him, you should stop talking about this stuff." Jimin said in a bored voice.

"And you know him?" She giggled.

"Oh, you don't know how much I know him." He said looking at Yoongi, smiling when he saw him wave at him.

He raised his hand, waving back at the older boy.

"We don't believe you." A boy stepped in and Jimin snorted at that.

"I'll prove it to you. Yoongi will be coming to school tomorrow with a big hickey on his neck." He licked his lips, looking into the eldest’s eyes.

The elder frowned, curious as to why Jimin was looking at him like that.

“Sure.” The girl rolled her eyes.

“Guys, stop talking now, class has already started for five minutes.” The professor said in a loud voice, making all the students turn towards them.

Jimin continued to look at Yoongi with that smirk that made the eldest shiver.

•••

“I’m home!” Jimin shouted as he came in.

He took off his shoes and put his bag on the floor, then walked into the living room, where Yoongi was sitting on the couch watching an episode of a drama he had started that week.

“Jiminie! How are you?” He smiled, pausing the episode.

“Yoon, hello.” He giggled, walking until he was in front of him, then he sits on his lap.

“Um… it’s everything okay?” He asked, looking down at him.

Jimin smiled at him, starting to move on his legs, making the older one stifle a groan.

“What are you doin-“ “Mhm… haven’t you noticed how those in my class are looking at you?” He said, starting to trace Yoongi’s chest with a finger.

“You know that my gaze is only on you.” He said, looking at his lips, then running his tongue over his.

“Of course I know, but they don’t know.” He smirked, pulling off the shirt he was wearing.

Yoongi bit his lips, placing his soft fingers on those dark nipples, moving his fingers over them.

The younger one sighed at that stimulation, bringing his face forward, hiding it in the crook of Yoongi’s neck.

He started sucking on a small spot just under the latter’s jaw, licking and nibbling enough to leave a purple mark, then blowing on it.

“Jimin-“ The eldest’s eyes widened when he realized what his boyfriend had done and pushed him away from him.

“Jimin, I have to go to work tomorrow. My employers will kill me.” He said to him, whimpering.

“Yoonie, where is it written that you can’t have fun if you’re a teacher?” Jimin asked, chuckling at his reaction.

“Nowhere, the problem is that they know you’re my boyfriend and they’re keeping an eye on me.”

“We’ve been together for over three years. You didn’t know that they’d move you to the school where I am too and also when you officially become a teacher, I won’t be there anymore.” He said, placing a sweet kiss on his lips.

“I know, but-“ “Ey, no buts, now relax.” He told him, interrupting his speech.

He took off his boyfriend shirt, then undid the button and the zipper of his pants, taking out his cock, already completely hard.

He started to pump him with one hand, while unbuttoning his pants with the other.

He looked at him with a smirk on his face, standing up so he could take off his pants, along with his underwear.

Yoongi moved closer, wanting to touch him, but Jimin stopped him.

"Ha, ha, you don't really think I'd let you touch me after what happened." He said, biting his lower lips.

"Jimin... it's not my fault your classmates have a crush on me." He replied with a pout.

"You could have done something to let them know you're busy. Now get up, let's go to your room and I don't want to see you touching yourself." He said in an authoritative tone, holding out his hand.

Yoongi swallowed, getting up from the couch and squeezing the younger boy's hand in his.

Yoongi followed him into the room, his gaze locked on his nice round and firm ass and licked his lips, wondering what Jimin had in mind.

Once they got to the room, Jimin closed the door, then pushed the elder onto the bed.

He looked into his eyes as he walked over to the nightstand, pulling out the bottle of lube he needed.

He poured a good amount onto the elder's shaft, then tossed it onto the bed, making Yoongi frown.

"What are you going to do?" He asked when Jimin turned his back.

"Oh, believe me, you're going to love it. You just have to stay still." He pumped Yoongi's shaft twice, then brought his fingers to stimulate his clit, already feeling how wet his pussy was.

He pressed his thighs together, then slowly lowered himself, moaning as the elder's cock passed between his thighs, rubbing against his clit as well.

"Fuck... Jimin..." He whispered, throwing his head back.

The latter grinned, starting to move on him.

He felt himself getting even more excited seeing the older boy's cock poking out between his thighs every time he lowered himself.

He rolled his eyes, letting out a long moan as he felt the veins of Yoongi's shaft throbbing on his pussy.

"Jimin... I need to feel you-" The younger boy chuckled as he heard his pleas.

"No kitten, not today. My holes are off limits. You can only rub yourself on them." He said, looking into his eyes, continuing to move his thighs up and down.

"Mimi-" Jimin felt him tremble beneath him. Her hands rested on his hips, holding him down.

"You're so cruel." He whispered, turning Jimin’s face so he could kiss those full lips of his.

Jimin chuckled, moving his hands from his hips, starting to move again.

"Don't act like you're not enjoying this." He said, slapping his boyfriend's cock every time he lowered herself onto his legs.

He loved feeling him twitch and jerk beneath him.

His shaft continued to get redder, the lewd sounds of skin against skin and wetness continued to grow, making him even more aroused.

"You're so wet Mimi, you're driving me crazy." He groaned with a shaky voice, kissing the younger boy's back.

"Is my kitty about to come already?" Jimin asked, feeling Yoongi's erection throbbing between his thighs.

"Please... Jimin... I need to-" Jimin chuckled, standing up from Yoongi, making him whimper. His cock slapped onto his stomach, red as ever.

Pathetic.

"Don't tell me you really thought I'd let you come so quickly after what happened." He smirked, turning to him.

"Are you crying?" He teased, kissing his lips, seeing a little tear on his cheek.

"You want to come so bad, don't you?" He asked, sitting on his lap.

"Yes... yes, please." His hands went to his ass, squeezing it between his fingers.

"Okay, be a good boy then." He smiled at him, moving back and forth on his shaft, rubbing his clit and his wet pussy on his boyfriend's hot cock, moaning against his lips.

"Kiss me, idiot." He panted, continuing to move on top of him.

Yoongi placed his lips on his boyfriend's, nibbling at them.

He flicked his tongue on the younger's lips and the latter instantly parted his lips, inviting the older's tongue into his mouth.

"Ah!" Jimin moaned as he felt Yoongi's fingers on his clit, massaging it with speed.

"Yoongi-" ​​He felt his lips on his neck, sucking a small spot on his shoulder and neck, leaving small purple marks.

"Jimin- I'm about to come." He told him, feeling his legs tremble.

"Yes! Me too Yoongi, don't you dare stop!" He told him, throwing his head back.

It didn't take long, after a couple more moves, Jimin felt his boyfriend's warm seed under him.

He clenched his legs, stopping moving for a minute, feeling his legs shake as he came too.

"Oh-" He groaned, squeezing the older boy's shoulders in his hands.

"Shit, Jimin-" Yoongi whispered, hugging the younger boy in his arms.

"You were amazing Mimi..." He said after catching his breath.

"Mhm... I know." He chuckled, kissing his boyfriend's lips.

The next day, Jimin was sitting in his usual spot, the one girl and two boys in front of him started talking about Yoongi again and immediately turned to him.

"So?" The girl asked him, crossing her arms over her chest.

"So what?" He asked, rolling his eyes, already annoyed by them.

"Yesterday you said you were going to prove that Yoongi knows you." The boy to her right replied.

"Well, look at him yourself." Jimin giggled, seeing Yoongi walk into the classroom with Professor Choi.

"I can't believe it-" The girl whispered, shocked to see a large hickey right under the boy's jaw.

Yoongi turned to the boys and the girl, waving at Jimin, giving him a smile, and Jimin smiled back, chuckling at the look of the three ones in front of him.

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"I heard you're into bdsm." Jimin suddenly said.

Yoongi almost choked on his water.

"Who told you that?" "Mhm, Namjoon?" The older one ran a hand over his face, sighing.

"I've done it a couple times with an ex of mine, no big deal." Yoongi said, trying to continue reading his emails.

"Mhm, what would you do if I told you I want to try it too?" He asked, sitting down on the table, right next to him.

His foot touched the older one's thigh and he immediately stopped him, grabbing his ankle.

"Jimin, you're playing with fire." He said through gritted teeth.

The younger one pouted, slowly closing Yoongi's laptop.

"Jimin." He sighed, running his hands over his face.

"Why don't you want to try it? It could make our sex life more interesting." He smiled, trying to convince the major.

"I don't think you'd like it." He replied simply, licking his lips.

"You think I'm too fragile?" He glared at him, raising his eyebrows.

"I didn't say that-" "But that's what you meant." He cut him off, stepping down from the table.

"I'll wait for you in my room tonight. You better come if you want to continue having a sex life with me." He said in a firm tone, looking into his eyes intensely.

Yoongi sighed, watching Jimin walk out of his field of vision.

He opened his laptop again, staring at his almost completely blank document. He had less than two days to finish it and because of Jimin's behavior, he kept losing his train of thought.

Every sentence he tried to write was deleted less than a few seconds later.

He kept thinking about what Jimin had said to him and couldn't even begin to imagine the two things together.

Well... Jimin and bdsm.... Not exactly two things that went well together in his head.

Jimin, so cute and sweet and on the other side… bdsm.

He closed the document with a big huff, getting up from his chair to pour himself another glass of water.

He pulled his hair back, drinking the water while his gaze stopped on his phone.

He sent a quick message to Namjoon, then completely turned off his laptop.

He looked at his hands for a second, starting to think again if he should follow his boyfriend's request and therefore indulge him.

And after seven hours of complete silence between him and Jimin and after their semi-dinner, Yoongi found himself in their room with three bottles of water in his hand.

Jimin was sitting on the bed with a small smile on his face, watching his boyfriend's every move.

The eldest placed the bottles on the nightstand, then opened the closet and took out a medium-sized box.

It was hidden among all his clothes.

He placed it on the desk they had decided to put in the bedroom, then opened it.

He took a deep breath before taking out a red rope, nice and strong and made of cotton.

He placed it on the table, as well as the safety scissors. You never know...

He also pulled out a black whip. He looked at it for a moment, stroking the thin handle, before placing it on the table as well.

"What do you have in that box?" Jimin finally asked, watching as his boyfriend continued to pull out many things from that box.

"Before we start, I want to make a few things clear." Yoongi said, turning to the younger one, completely ignoring his question.

"I don't want you to call me master or anything like that, but I want your complete trust.

I'm going to touch your limits, test how much you can hold and take.

And I need to trust you too, so I want you to decide on a safe word to say when you feel like you can't take it anymore, that it's too much." Yoongi smiled as he watched his boyfriend swallow hard.

"While you decide which word to use, I'll start tying you up." Jimin remained silent, watching the older one turn his back and take a red rope in his hands.

"Hands behind your back." He said, walking over to his boyfriend.

Jimin did as asked, touching his palms behind his back, making the older boy smile.

Yoongi reached down, running the rope over his elbows, then crossing it over his arms and tying a knot behind his hands.

"You okay?" He whispered in his ear, making the younger boy shiver.

He nodded slowly, wincing when he felt him bite his earlobe.

"Wait... now how are you going to take my shirt off?" He heard Yoongi chuckle at that.

"Get up." Jimin did as he was told and winced when the older boy pulled off his pants along with his boxers.

He pushed him onto the bed, completely stripping him of his underwear.

He moved away from him, grabbing something from the table, then came back over.

"Do you know what this is?" he asked, showing him the object.

"Yoongi-" ​​"You're going to like this." He said, taking the bottle of lube.

He spread some on the younger's still-not-erect shaft, then some on the black headband.

Jimin held his breath as Yoongi brought the headband closer to his shaft, holding back a small moan as he slipped it onto it.

"It'll make it more intense." The older boy smiled, placing a kiss on his forehead.

Yoongi's hands went to Jimin's chest, holding the fabric in his hands, then tugging hard, tearing it.

"Yoongi!" He whimpered, glaring at him.

"Don't look at me like that. You could have waited with nothing on." He chuckled, kissing the pout on Jimin's lips.

His fingers brushed against the younger boy's nipples, making him sigh.

"They'd look amazing all red, what do you think?" Jimin's eyes widened at that, but he didn't say anything, swallowing hard.

"But first, let's continue our masterpiece." The younger one moaned as Yoongi's lips touched his nipple, kissing him for a second, then pulling away.

He took the rope back in his hands, twisting it around his chest and shoulders, then passing it over his belly, before tying it.

Yoongi moved away from the younger one, going to get two more ropes, this time a little shorter than the others, then he approached him again.

He lowered himself to Jimin's inner thigh, leaving a trail of kisses that made him blush terribly.

A hand brushed his ankle, pushing it up, and Jimin looked at him with furrowed brows for a moment before realizing what he wanted to do.

Yoongi passed the rope twice over the younger one's thigh and leg, before tying it.

He did the same thing on the other leg.

He smiled at Jimin's cherry-red cheeks, feeling so exposed.

He tried to close his legs, but the ropes prevented him.

"I'm sorry, but you're stuck like this. Completely at my mercy." He touched his cheek, trailing his fingers down to his neck, squeezing lightly.

"Yoongi-" ​​He choked out a groan.

"Have you decided on your word?" He asked, walking away from him.

He walked over to the table, looking at all the things he had placed on it.

"Is a color okay?" Yoongi nodded, turning to look the younger one in the eyes, leaning his elbows on the table.

"Yellow." The older one smiled at the sound of Jimin's favorite color coming out of his mouth.

"Alright. Now we can start having fun." He grinned, grabbing the whip he had pulled out of the box with one hand.

He walked very slowly over to the younger one, taking off his shirt and throwing it somewhere in the room.

Jimin closed his eyes, sighing, feeling the whip brush his back.

"Ah!" He winced as he felt a pain on his back.

"Eyes on me, baby." He ran his tongue over his lips, positioning himself in front of the younger one.

"Ah! Fuck!" He bit his lower lip as Yoongi hit his thigh three times and was surprised by the slight pleasure he felt afterwards.

The eldest chuckled.

He hit the opposite thigh, each hit harder and Jimin couldn't help but moan.

"Mhm... I think this is too big for these little pieces of meat." He said, squeezing his nipples between his fingers, making the younger whimper.

He chuckled at his reaction, pulling away from him and walking towards the table, taking a thin cane stick in his hands, running it between his fingers.

He also took the small ball-shaped vibrators and then approached the younger again.

He spread some lube on Jimin's hole, sinking two fingers inside him.

"Ah..." He sighed, closing his eyes and throwing his head back.

He began to move his fingers, seeing the younger boy jump when he touched his prostate.

He curled his fingers, moving them in and out with unnerving slowness.

"Shh." He whispered, hearing Jimin whimper when he removed his fingers from inside him.

He wiped his fingers on a pat on the younger boy's ass, before inserting the little vibrator balls into his hole.

"Shit-" He whispered, throwing his head back when Yoongi pressed a button on the remote he had previously taken with the vibrator.

He turned it on to a medium setting, the small vibration sounds making themselves heard, and he smiled at the small moans that escaped Jimin's lips.

He gritted his teeth, enjoying the pleasure that was starting to build from the vibrations, sighing every now and then.

He moved even closer to him, looking at the stick in his hands.

"Remember your word." "Wha-" He clenched his hands into fists, stifling a small cry as he felt the stick repeatedly hit his nipples.

He felt his eyes start to water and a sob escaped his lips as the stick hit his other nipple.

"Yoongi..." He sobbed, squeezing his eyes shut.

The pain of his nipples and the pleasure of the vibrations mixed sweetly together and Jimin had no idea what to do.

"I was right, they look fucking gorgeous when they're red." He said in a husky voice, moving his face closer to one of them, taking one into his mouth, licking and sucking on the now red little nub of flesh.

Jimin trembled beneath him and his moans began to get louder.

"Yoongi!" He screamed when the eldest bit them and the eldest chuckled, pulling away from him.

He pulled away from him, gripping the stick in his fingers, before raising it in the air and hitting Jimin's ass.

"Fuck!" His eyes widened, feeling the spot burn like never before.

He gritted his teeth, feeling two more hits on the same spot, whimpering.

The hits made the small vibrators move inside him, making his eyes widen as they landed on his prostate, vibrating on it, making him shiver.

He clutched the blankets in his hands, trying to close his legs, but the ropes prevented him from doing so, making the eldest chuckle.

He screamed at the two more hits, feeling his tears run down his cheeks.

"Are you okay?" He asked, stroking the reddened pat.

"Yeah... ah!" He yelled, feeling a slap.

"Yoongi, you're a fucking asshole." He said through gritted teeth.

"Asshole? You asked me to. Oh, by the way, I'm not done with you yet." He licked his lips, bringing his hand up to squeeze Jimin's cock.

"What do you want to do?" He asked, breathing heavily.

"Oh." Yoongi chuckled, holding up the stick, showing it to the younger one.

"Do you think it would hurt here?" He asked, lightly touching Jimin's shaft with the thin cane stick.

The latter's eyes widened, understanding the older one's intention.

"Yoongi-" ​​He didn't let him finish his sentence, he hit the younger one's shaft forcefully, making him scream in pain.

"Fuck, Yoongi!" He sobbed, squeezing his eyes shut, feeling new, hot tears roll down his cheeks.

"Remember your word. Say it if you can't take it anymore." He said before hitting the same spot again. Another cry left his lips and he felt his bottom lip tremble.

"Another one?" Yoongi asked hoarsely.

"I don't think I can-, shit!" He sobbed, feeling yet another burning sensation on his shaft.

He could see how his cock had become completely red and swollen.

Pre-cum was already running down it.

Yoongi grinned, dropping the stick to the floor.

"You did it, and you look so beautiful this red." He bit his bottom lip, then pressed a small button on the remote, making the two small vibrators he had placed inside the younger one vibrate more.

"Yoongi..." He groaned, throwing his head back.

"I'm going to get one last thing." He announced, then walked away from the bed again.

He took the object in his hands, walking over to Jimin to show him.

"What are these?" He asked as he focused on the two steel tweezers.

"Nipple tweezers." He replied, getting dangerously close to his chest.

Jimin bit his bottom lip, trying to get away from his boyfriend.

"Stay still before I take the cane stick back in my hands." He threatened and Jimin froze, swallowing hard.

He trapped Jimin's red nipples, making him wince at the mixture of pain and pleasure.

He bit his lip, soon feeling the metallic taste of blood in his mouth.

Yoongi smiled, moving his hand to Jimin's neck, squeezing him and bringing him closer to his face.

"You don't know how much I fucking want to fuck your mouth." He grinned, kissing him fiercely.

"Please..." He whispered, looking into his boyfriend's eyes, blushing as he saw a thread of saliva still connecting their lips.

Yoongi chuckled, moving away from the younger one so he could lower his pants and boxers, taking them off completely.

He pumped his cock a few times, pressing the button on the remote again, increasing the vibrations.

"Oh, fuck..." Jimin muttered, squinting.

The eldest tied his hair in a ponytail. It had gotten pretty long and hard to manage in the past few weeks, but Jimin said it drove him crazy, so he didn’t have a choice but to keep it.

With that done, he positioned himself on top of Jimin, resting his knees on either side of him.

Jimin looked at the cock in his hands, then looked up at his boyfriend.

"You have no idea how hot you are looking right now." He said in a husky voice, caressing his cheek.

His thumb brushed his lips, then pushed it just enough to make the younger's lips part, welcoming his finger into his mouth, then sucked extremely slowly.

Yoongi bit his bottom lip, running his other hand through the younger's blond hair.

He removed his thumb from his mouth, bringing his cock closer to Jimin's lips.

Jimin immediately separated his lips, welcoming his erect shaft between his jaws.

He groaned as the sweet taste filled his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head, sucking out every last bit of pre-cum.

"Fuck Mimi..." The older groaned.

He wrapped his fingers around his boyfriend’s hair, making him understand to go deeper and Jimin did so, already feeling tears in his eyes.

Yoongi started to move, thrusting slowly at first, but each time touching the younger’s throat, staying there for a couple of seconds before pulling his hips back.

Jimin relaxed his jaw, trying to breathe evenly through his nose.

As he stroked his hair, he decided to speed up the rhythm of his hips and Jimin couldn’t help but take everything the older was giving him, closing his eyes.

He opened them quickly when he felt Yoongi’s fingers on his nose, blocking it with his thumb and forefinger. He looked up at him, almost as if asking him with his gaze what he was going to do, but his answer came quickly, as he pushed himself all the way into his oral cavity, holding him still like that.

“Look at me.” He said in a firm tone, looking into the younger boy’s brown eyes, completely surrounded by tears.

Only when he started coughing, Yoongi decided to move away from him, letting him breathe again.

“Everything okay?” He then asked, taking a bottle of water that he had previously placed on the nightstand.

“Yes… yes everything is fine.” He answered trying to fully regain his breath, then giggling at the end.

“Drink some.” He opened the bottle, bringing it to Jimin’s lips and tilting it just enough to make him drink.

“Thank you.” Yoongi smiled at him, nodding his head, then took the remote in his hands, clicking on it again.

Jimin let out a loud and trembling moan from his lips, throwing his head back from too much pleasure.

He knew he was at the limit, but that cock ring that Yoongi had put on him, prevented him from cumming, or at least for now and the incessant vibrations didn’t help at all.

Yoongi laid Jimin down, then turned around, making sure he was face to face with the younger man's chest.

He didn't say anything, he slid his cock into Jimin's hot mouth, starting to move.

His hands didn't stay still, instead, they went to touch the chain that connected the nipple clamps to each other, pulling it slightly.

He felt Jimin move under him and whimper with his shaft inside his mouth, feeling every vibration.

He bit his lower lip, continuing to play with the chain enjoying the little sighs and exciting moans of the younger man.

His hips started to move faster and he lowered himself onto the younger man's shaft, spreading the pre-seminal fluid all over his length, smiling at the sight of the latter's redness.

He felt Jimin moan loudly on his cock when he took his length completely into his mouth. He saw him trembling under him and couldn't help but smile, knowing that he couldn't hold out much longer.

He raised his hand in the air, slapping Jimin's ass, making him jump.

He didn't stop there, in fact he took the string of the vibrators between his fingers, starting to move them.

Jimin's sweet moans became louder, his shaft began to contract with small spasms, a sign that he would soon come.

Yoongi let him do it, taking his cock in his mouth again, starting to move his head up and down and it didn't take him long to feel the sweetness and that hint of saltiness that he knew well in his mouth.

He swallowed it all, then let the shaft fall on the younger's belly.

He took the remote control in his hands, clicking the button again to increase the speed of the vibrations, not happy.

He turned back to Jimin’s face when he heard him whimper and pulled his cock away from his mouth.

“Yoongi, I just came-“ He said in a broken voice, his cheeks red with tears.

“I don’t hear any safe words, so I think I can keep going, what do you think?” He grinned and when he didn’t hear any response, he decided to guide his shaft to the younger’s lips again.

Jimin looked into his eyes, trying to swallow the moans that were trying so hard to escape.

“Make me come and then I promise I’ll fuck you until you pass out.” Jimin swallowed hard at that.

“If you want to.” At that interruption, the younger laughed.

“Of course I want it. I want you to treat me like a toy. Fuck me so hard that I forget my own name.” He became serious again, looking into the older’s eyes, admiring how his eyes darkened at his words.

“First let me come and then we’ll talk about it.” Yoongi said after swallowing empty.

Jimin nodded, squinting from the constant pleasure that those stupid vibrations continued to give.

He parted his lips, accommodating the older man's shaft in his mouth again, his jaw relaxing as he immediately began to move his hips rapidly.

Jimin squeezed his eyes shut, holding the covers in his fingers.

The vibrations began to be too much, every time they touched his prostate he couldn't help but flinch and whine, making his boyfriend moan as well.

"You're so fucking beautiful, Mimi." He whispered, squeezing the younger man's blond locks between his fingers, proceeding to move inside his mouth as if he were inside him.

Jimin's jaw began to ache, but he tried to ignore it, blushing as he felt his saliva run down his chin.

At the sight, Yoongi couldn't see straight anymore, he began to speed up his thrusts, enjoying the tears rolling down the younger man's cheeks.

After a few more thrusts, he remained still inside Jimin's throat, pouring himself into his mouth with a great moan.

He pulled away from his mouth, letting his boyfriend breathe, before watching him swallow his seed.

He bit his bottom lip before moving closer to his face and started kissing his lips.

Jimin closed his eyes, moaning into the kiss.

He felt his face go on fire, still feeling his saliva on his chin, running down to wet his neck.

Yoongi took the remote in his hands, turning it up to the max and felt his boyfriend trying to move underneath him, whimpering into his mouth.

"Yoongi, Yoongi please..." He asked in a broken voice, squeezing his eyes shut.

"Why don't you show me how beautiful you are while you come for the second time?" He smirked, getting up from the bed.

He choked out a moan and clutched the covers again. His body started to shake with pleasure, he wanted to come so badly and the cock blocker continued to tighten on his shaft, trying to make him hold out a little longer.

"Take it off, please." He begged, but Yoongi just smiled at him. He had no idea of taking that fun toy off.

His hands tightened on the chain of the tweezers again, tugging playfully to hear the younger boy's desperate moans.

Those moans were music to his ears, and Yoongi's favorite thing to hear was the sound Jimin made when he came.

"Yoongi-" ​​He gasped, feeling the other hand of the older boy tighten on his neck. He squeezed his eyes shut, already feeling the beads of sweat running down his temple and mixing with the tears on his cheeks.

Yoongi leaned dangerously close to his face.

"I know for a fact that this is not your limit in the slightest." He whispered to him, his mouth almost touching the younger one's lips at that closeness. 

He tried to wriggle under him and Yoongi held him still with one hand. 

"Are you going to come?" He asked, feeling him tremble. 

Jimin nodded vigorously, letting out small moans. 

Yoongi smiled, taking the remote in his hand and stopping every vibration, enjoying his boyfriend's frustrated cry. 

"Yoongi!" He sobbed, moving desperately on the bed. 

The older one chuckled, taking the thin cane stick in his hands again, not waiting even a second before slapping it at his boyfriend's completely red and newly erect shaft. 

"Fuck!" He said through gritted teeth. 

"I know you can come just like this." He grinned, slapping his cock again with the cane, admiring how it contracted with small spasms.

He pressed the button on the remote, immediately turning it up to maximum power.

Jimin trembled at the sensation, rolling his eyes back.

He couldn't hold out for much longer, he was completely in ecstasy and Yoongi knew this well, so well that he did the first thing that came to mind to make the younger man come with extreme pleasure.

One last slap on his shaft with the thin cane was enough to make him spill onto his abdomen with a cry of pleasure.

Yoongi turned off the vibrator, enjoying the mess he had just made of Jimin.

His head back, his eyes closed, his eyebrows furrowed in pleasure, not to mention his red cheeks, full of tears and sweat, as well as his chin and neck.

His lips were swollen and red, just like his nipples and his shaft.

Not to mention the little bit of makeup he had on.

It was completely ruined.

His mascara was all over his cheeks, his red lip gloss was all smeared on the sides of his lips and he couldn't lie, but he was beautiful even in that state.

"Fucking gorgeous." He said in a hoarse voice, leaving a long and voracious kiss on the younger man's lips.

"Drink some water before we continue." He told him, bringing the bottle of water to his lips again, tilting it to make him drink.

With that done, Yoongi went to get the safety scissors and placed them on the nightstand, giving Jimin time to breathe and calm down.

He took the bottle of lube, leaving it on the covers, then climbed onto the bed with his knees.

Jimin looked at him, breathing heavily, still shaken by the amazing orgasm.

The older one positioned himself between Jimin's legs, licking his lips as he slowly removed the two small vibrators from the younger one's hole, enjoying his little sighs.

He blew on the red skin of his hole, then ran his tongue over it.

Jimin trembled under him, moaning softly at the contact.

"Yoongi, please..." He whispered, trying to look at his boyfriend between his legs.

He felt him smile, then he trailed kisses along his inner thigh, biting it softly, just enough to feel the slightest bit of pain. He then moved to kiss a pat on his ass, biting it as well, receiving a small moan of pleasure from his boyfriend.

"Please..." He whispered again and Yoongi gave in to that messy and sweet tone.

His hands rested on the pats of his boyfriend's ass, keeping them even further apart to have a better view and to give him more space.

He began to run his tongue over his hole, then slide it inside him and Jimin couldn't help but moan, throwing his head back.

He squeezed his eyes shut in pleasure, feeling Yoongi's thumb accompany his tongue inside him, making it slide in and out with excruciating slowness.

The elder felt him tremble beneath him, making him understand that he had just touched his prostate, still sensitive from the orgasm.

Precisely for that reason, Yoongi decided to continue to touch that spot, smiling every time Jimin jumped.

"Yoongi.. oh-" He moaned, sniffling.

The elder removed his thumb from Jimin's hole, switching it to two fingers, starting to scissor inside him, trying to prepare him as much as possible for his shaft.

The two fingers quickly became three, also increasing the pace.

He pulled his face away from his boyfriend's hole, watching him as he continued to moan in pleasure with his cheeks red, like cherries.

With his free hand, he took the bottle of lube, opening the cap and spreading some of the liquid on his shaft, pumping it a few times before removing his fingers from Jimin's hole.

Jimin opened his eyes, looking into his boyfriend’s eyes and licking his lips when he realized what the elder wanted to do.

Yoongi didn't say anything, he just kept his gaze on his boyfriend's, positioning himself between his legs again.

He pushed himself inside him, enjoying how Jimin's face twisted in pleasure.

"Please... kiss me." He whispered with his eyes closed and Yoongi couldn't help but kiss his lips, sinking completely inside his boyfriend's warm walls.

Yoongi rested his forehead on Jimin's, sighing at the pleasure that the younger boy's tight hole was giving him.

"You're so tight." He then said in a husky voice, leaving a small kiss on his forehead.

He started to rotate his hips, then pushed back and sank forcefully inside him, making him moan loudly.

He moved his hips with speed from the start, thrusting in and out of him forcefully, enjoying his boyfriend's twisting facial expressions and his sounds that had very little of chaste.

He quickly took the safety scissors in his hands, lifting Jimin up just enough to cut the ropes on his wrists, then undoing them completely, but leaving the ropes on his legs.

Jimin's hands immediately went to his boyfriend's black hair, squeezing it between his fingers, then clinging to his back.

His head felt so light, Yoongi was messing him up so much with pleasure with those almost animalistic thrusts.

"Yoongi-" ​​He sobbed, feeling like his cock was about to explode.

"Are you going to come again?" He asked, without slowing down his thrusts.

Jimin nodded forcefully, closing his eyes at the strange sensation, the pleasure he had never felt before.

"Come for me, Jimin." He said in a hoarse voice, biting his earlobe.

"Ngh! Yoongi!" He screamed, sobbing at the mix of pain and pleasure he felt his cock coming.

His boyfriend didn't help at all when he decided to continue his thrusts, even taking the nipple clamps off just so he could take one red nipple in his mouth.

Jimin was completely gone by now, he couldn't even moan anymore, his breathing coming and going every now and then.

The only thing he could do was hold Yoongi close to him, shaking, as new hot tears streamed down his cheeks.

He arched his back, crying out at the immense pleasure when his boyfriend touched his prostate forcefully.

He felt Yoongi chuckle, hitting that small spot each time, harder each time.

Jimin was almost seeing stars from the pleasure by now.

"Yoongi! Yoongi!" He hissed, hiding his face in the crook of his neck.

His nails dug into his boyfriend's skin, searching for something to hold on to.

"Fuck, Jimin, I'm coming." The older one whispered hoarsely, squeezing Jimin's hips against him, feeling the pleasure building in his womb.

After two more strong and determined thrusts, Yoongi poured himself into the younger one with a long, raspy moan.

Jimin sniffed, trembling under his boyfriend and saw everything black for a second.

"Hey, you still with me?" He asked softly, kissing his lips.

Jimin nodded slowly, still with his eyes closed.

"You were so good." He whispered in his ear, gently stroking his hair, to which Jimin smiled.

Yoongi pulled away from the younger one, sliding his shaft out of his hole.

He took the safety scissors in his hands again, cutting the ropes that had tied his legs together and Jimin sighed, finally being able to stretch his legs again.

"I'll go get you something to clean you up and let the water run, okay?" The younger boy smiled at those words, nodding slowly.

He didn't wait long before seeing Yoongi return to him with two wet towels.

With the first one he gently cleaned his face, removing every little trace of sweat, saliva, makeup and tears, kissing the clean spot each time, lingering a little longer on his lips.

With the second towel, he went to try to clean as much of the remains of cum that was dripping from the younger boy's hole as possible.

Once that was done, he picked him up, carrying him to the bathroom and placing him in the bathtub.

"Come here too." He begged with a small pout.

Yoongi smiled, nodding slowly, before getting into the tub himself.

He turned off the faucet, grabbing a sponge and starting to wash Jimin.

"So... what do you think? How was it?" Yoongi asked, a little flustered by the question.

"That was awesome. We should do it again someday, but not every day. I think I'll be exhausted and sore tomorrow." The younger one chuckled, making his boyfriend smile as well.

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Jimin winced, feeling the slight pain on his shoulder.

He shifted his neck, giving Yoongi more space.

He felt the elder squeeze his side with a hand as he swallowed every little drop of blood.

The metallic smell was already tangy in the air and the brown-haired man could already feel droplets falling all over his shoulder.

A small, shaky breath escaped his lips, biting his bottom lip.

Yoongi was still completely inside him, holding him still as he fed on his boyfriend.

Jimin placed a hand in the elder's hair, tangling his fingers in the soft black locks.

"Yoongi..." He whispered after a while, his voice shaking.

"Mhm?" He hissed when he felt Yoongi pull away from his shoulder.

He watched as he licked his lips, then rubbed them with the back of his hand to remove most of the blood.

"What is it, baby?" He asked him in a hoarse voice, staring into his eyes.

"I want you to bite me. Please...." At that request, Yoongi tore his gaze from his, sighing.

"Jimin, we've already talked about this-" "Yoongi... we've been together for two years now. Do you really want to watch me grow old and die in your arms?" He asked with tears in his eyes.

"I don't want to talk about this." Jimin felt the tension in his voice and a sob escaped his lips as his boyfriend pulled out of him, getting up from the bed.

"I'm going.... I'm going to take a shower..." He whispered, moving away from the bed and into the bathroom.

Jimin closed his eyes, feeling the headache starting to pound his temples.

He took a deep breath, getting up from the bed as well.

He quickly dressed, taking a sweater and his phone with him, then went downstairs to the kitchen.

He grabbed a handkerchief and quickly dabbed at the blood that was left on his shoulder, then went into the living room and put a band-aid on it.

After that, he put on his sweater and jacket. He put on his shoes and left the house with his eyes still swollen.

The cold November air chilled his bones and he trembled, trying to warm up his hands by rubbing them together.

He started walking towards his best friend's apartment, taking his phone in his hands so he could call him.

"Hey Mimi." He answered almost immediately.

"Taehyung, tell me you're home, please." He sniffed.

"Yeah, sure, but what happened?" "I... I had a little argument with Yoongi, I don't want to see him, so please-" 

"I'll wait for you, okay?" He didn't even let him finish speaking.

"Thank you." His voice broke.

He hung up, hurrying to get to Taehyung's apartment.

He rang the respective doorbell and the younger one opened the door without asking who it was.

Jimin went inside, letting the door close by itself, then went up the stairs to the second floor.

Taehyung was already in front of the door, waiting for him anxiously.

Without asking him anything, he hugged him tightly and Jimin couldn't help but let out a small sob.

He let him in, offering him a hot chocolate.

"What did he do this time?" Taehyung asked, handing him one of the cups he had in his hand.

"The usual thing. I asked him to bite me. It didn't go so well." He whispered, brushing his hair back.

He heard Taehyung sigh.

"I don't understand why he does this."

"He told me he doesn't want me to feel trapped forever in this life and especially with him..." He explained.

"Well, but it's your decision." After that, he felt his cell phone ring in his pants pocket and closed his eyes for a moment, sighing.

"Answer him." He heard Taehyung say.

He took another deep breath before nodding.

He picked up his phone, reading the nickname he had given Yoongi.

He pressed the green receiver, then brought it close to his ear.

"What is it?" He whispered, feeling tears trying to fall from his eyes.

"Mimi, where are you?" His voice was hoarse, almost sounding sad, desperate.

"I’m to Taehyung's." "I'll pick you up-" 

Jimin's eyes widened and he answered without even letting him finish speaking.

"No. I want to be alone." He looked Taehyung in the eyes at that, biting his lip.

"Jimin, please, we need to talk." He sighed.

"I don't want to talk about it right now." "At least let me pick you up. It's getting dark." He tried to convince him, but Jimin shook his head.

"I don't want to see you tonight." After that, he didn't even wait for an answer, he ended the call and put his phone on silent, then put it back in his pocket.

Taehyung looked at his best friend in shock. Tears were already running down his cheeks, wetting them.

"Please tell me I can stay the night." He said with a broken voice.

"Sure... I'll go get you a change of clothes to sleep in." He told him before getting up and going to his room.

Yoongi in the meantime had completely burst into tears.

"Stupid! I’m so stupid!" He screamed and without thinking twice, he punched the mirror.

He hissed at the excruciating pain and watched his wound slowly open.

"Fuck." He ran his hand over his face, looking at the mess he had just made.

His breathing shook as he tried to calm down.

Jimin would leave him, he was sure of it.

He didn't want to lose him.

He sat on the floor and looked at his phone for a while before picking it up and scrolling through his contacts.

He took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes before clicking on the contact he had searched for.

And after staring at it for several minutes, he finally decided to click the green receiver.

He waited a while before hearing his mother's reassuring voice.

"Hey honey." The sweet voice made him close his eyes and try to swallow the lump in his throat.

"Hey mom..." 

"Yoongi, darling, are you okay? You sound weird." She was worried to hear that sadness coming from her son.

"Jimin and I had a fight... I... mom... I don't want to lose him." He burst into tears again.

"Hey, take a deep breath. Jimin would never leave you, he's too in love with you and I’m not the only one who notice it, your father did too. What happened that was so shocking that you're getting these ideas?" Mrs. Min asked, trying to calm Yoongi down as best she could.

"He's been asking me to bite him for a while now. Last time we talked about it and I thought it was over, but today he started asking for the same thing again and I... I can't. I can't bite him. I'd tie him to me for eternity and that's not fair at all and-"

"Yoongi, honey, have you ever asked him that?" Yoongi stopped crying for a second when he heard that question.

"What do you mean?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.

"Did you asked Jimin if he'd be willing to spend eternity with you?" The brunette stared at a spot in the room.

"No..." He whispered, closing his eyes.

"Yoongi, you can't decide for him. If he wants you to bite him, then do it. You know how much your dad and I love that cute-cheeked boy. And he really does love you." He sniffed at his mother's words.

"Where is he now?" She asked after a while.

"At his friend's. I called him, but he said he doesn't want to see me... at least not tonight." He confessed to her.

"Well, that's understandable." They were silent for a while, until his mother spoke up again.

"Try to rest and try to talk to him tomorrow. Seriously this time, listening to him. You know, your dad had the same opinion until I convinced him to bite me. I've never regretted it." At that, Yoongi smiled.

"Thanks, mom, really." They said goodbye and when they ended the call, Yoongi could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He slowly got up from the floor and watched as the broken mirror reflected his reflection countless times.

He took a deep breath and decided to wash his face again. He had to calm down.

He finally left the bathroom, walking towards the bed. He turned off all the lights, leaving only the small abajur on.

He got into bed, covering himself up to his neck, trying to reduce the cold he felt from missing the younger.

He took his phone in his hands and pressed on Jimin's chat.

He kept still for a moment, staring at their chat before starting to write something.

Mimi:

-I'm sorry for how I acted…

-Good night my love ❤️

He waited for a while, hoping for a response.

But that was not the case. Nothing came back.

He gave up and put his phone on the nightstand, huffing.

———

Jimin was awakened by the sunlight from the window and the strange warmth to his left.

He turned around, expecting to find his boyfriend, but his smile disappeared as he focused on Taehyung.

Memories of the night before suddenly came flooding back to him.

He let out a long huff, running a hand over his face, then pulling his hair back.

"You two should talk about this, you know that right?" He heard Taehyung ask, his voice still thick with sleep.

"I know... it's just... he'll tell me the exact same thing, I'm sure of it." He closed his eyes, pulling the covers tighter around him.

"You don't know that. Maybe he finally thought about this."

"I hope so, Tae, I hope so." He whispered.

"What time is it?" He then asked, turning to him again.

"Nine in the morning." Jimin nodded.

It was Saturday, none of them had to go to work, so they stayed in bed for a while longer, hugging each other, until Taehyung's stomach started to rumble.

Jimin laughed as he heard Taehyung huff.

"Come on, let's go get something to eat. I need a coffee." Jimin said, getting up from the bed.

The younger one grumbled, but eventually got up too.

They both went to the kitchen and only now did Jimin see the messages Yoongi had sent him.

"If he wasn't a vampire, I would have been anxious and made a thousand mental movies by now." He said after reading them.

"What do you mean?" Taehyung came closer and chuckled as he read them too.

"But it's cute, come on." Jimin smiled at that sentence, nodding slowly.

Just as he grabbed the handle of the cup, he heard the doorbell ring.

Taehyung and Jimin looked at each other for a second.

"I think he came to get you." Taehyung said, shaking his head, still with a smile on his lips.

He saw his cell phone light up.

Yoongi was calling him.

He accepted the call, bringing his cell phone to his ear.

"Mimi... please, I'm downstairs... could you come down? Please...." He whispered the last sentence.

His gaze moved to Taehyung, biting his lower lip.

The latter nodded vigorously, signaling him to get up and move.

"I'm coming down." He swallowed hard, ending the call.

He took a deep breath, closing his eyes.

"I'm going to change and go downstairs." He said to his best friend after a while, getting up from his chair.

He went to the bedroom and Taehyung quickly followed him.

"What if he changed his mind?" He asked anxiously, gesturing with his hands.

"Tae, don't be ridiculous. This isn't the first time I've left after a fight and as you can see, I haven't been bitten yet." Jimin rolled his eyes, taking off the sweatpants Taehyung had lent him, then putting on his own.

"Well, but this time you didn't want to see him at all. You stayed away for an entire night without telling him or texting him. He must have realized he screwed up." 

"I don't think he changed his mind that quickly, but thanks for giving me a little hope." He said to him with a sigh.

"Jimin, seriously. How are you going to feed yourselves?" He asked, looking at him as he put on his shirt.

"Fresh blood bags are for sale. Yoongi wanted someone to feed himself because he prefers to feel the still-hot blood running down his mouth and throat." He then revealed to him.

He was about to leave, when Taehyung stopped him by his wrist.

"Let me know, okay? And if you need anything you can always come to me." He gave him a reassuring smile and Jimin felt grateful to have him in his life.

"Thanks Tae, really." He hugged him and the younger boy hugged him back, holding him tightly.

"Now go before he break down the door and come for you by force." He joked, making Jimin laugh too.

He grabbed his things, leaving his best friend's apartment and heading down the stairs.

A little anxiety set in him when he saw Yoongi behind the glass door of the entrance.

He opened the door and said nothing, just looked into his eyes.

"I'm sorry." He whispered and Jimin's eyes widened as Yoongi pulled him into a hug.

The younger boy hid his face in the crook of Yoongi's neck, breathing in his scent.

"I'm sorry too for leaving without saying anything, but... I needed a moment to think and be alone..." He whispered into his neck.

"You're going to leave me, aren’t you?" Yoongi asked on the verge of tears.

Jimin frowned and pulled away from him, looking into his eyes.

"Are you crazy?" He ran his thumb over his boyfriend's soft skin, catching a small tear that was rolling down his cheek.

"I wasn't mad... maybe it came across that way but... I was just sad and needed some time alone. That's no reason to leave you. God, Yoongi, I love you so much, do you really think I would leave you over this nonsense?" He explained after sighing, looking into his eyes with every word.

"Come here." He stood on tiptoe, pressing his lips to Yoongi's.

"Let's go home, okay?" Yoongi nodded softly, then walked with Jimin to his car.

The ride home was silent, Yoongi focused on the road and Jimin staring out the window, listening to the music on the radio.

After they got home, Yoongi only gave Jimin time to take off his shoes and jacket before taking his hand and dragging him to the couch.

"You know I've never liked this topic... I didn't mean to react that way. I was taken by surprise and... I got anxious.... I'm sorry, I should’ve left you on the bed alone like that.." "Yoongi..." Jimin felt his eyes watering and pulled his boyfriend to him, hugging him tightly.

"I shouldn't have asked that... I made a mistake too and I'm sorry." He whispered, stroking his hair.

“You had every right to ask.” Jimin frowned at that.

His gaze suddenly shifted to his boyfriend's hands, widening his eyes at the sight of a large wound on one of them.

"What have you done?" He asked worriedly.

"Um... about that... we're going to need another mirror in the bathroom..." He said scratching the back of his neck, embarrassed.

“Mimi, let me ask you something.” He took a deep breath before asking his question.

“Would you really be willing to spend the eternity with me?” He asked, looking into his eyes.

“Of course I would. Yoongi, I love you so much, I don’t understand why you can’t understand that this is all I want and no, I don’t feel obligated to do it. Besides, I asked you of my own free will.” He smiled at him.

“Jimin…” His eyes sparkled as he approached his boyfriend and he didn’t even think twice before placing his lips on his, starting a passionate kiss.

He went down to his neck, smelling the blood pulsating inside it and didn’t wait before licking that spot and kissing it, making the younger boy gasp.

Yoongi felt his canines begin to lengthen, ready to bite the white neck that was so close to him.

“I’m so hungry.” He whispered in his ear, sighing immediately afterward and Jimin had to bite his lower lip to keep from moaning.

“You just fed yesterday… I don’t think that’s normal, are you okay?” He then asked him.

"I'm hungry for you, Mimi." He pulled away from his neck, looking into his boyfriend's eyes. His eyes had turned red as blood.

"Yoongi-" ​​He couldn't help but let out a small cry of surprise when he felt himself being picked up.

The elder quickly carried him to the bedroom and placed him on the bed.

"Tell me to stop." He said, squinting.

He clenched the covers in two fists, trying not to get too close to Jimin.

"Why would I do that?" His voice came out almost as a whisper.

"Because I treated you like shit." "I've already forgiven you. Now make me yours." After that, Jimin connected his lips with the elder's and couldn't help but moan against them when he felt Yoongi squeeze his hip.

"I hate it when you smell like someone else." He said in a hoarse voice, moving down to kiss his neck.

"It's just Tae." He tried to reassure him, but from the growl he made, he could tell right away that he hadn’t succeeded.

“Still. Someone else.” He whispered, almost as if he were ashamed of his behaviour.

Jimin smiled at that.

His sweater was quickly removed and thrown to the ground. The cold on his skin was quickly replaced with Yoongi's warm lips.

He felt his boyfriend's hands unbutton his pants, while his mouth moved to one of his nipples.

"Ah-" He groaned when Yoongi's hand squeezed his half erection.

Yoongi ran his canines all over his arm, stopping to remove the band-aid on his shoulder. He licked the marks he had left yesterday, making the younger boy shiver.

"Can I?" He asked after leaving a small kiss on the same marks.

Jimin nodded slowly, looking into his boyfriend's eyes, caressing his face.

He squinted when he felt the pain of his boyfriend's canines breaking his skin again, penetrating him right on the same spot as yesterday.

Yoongi swallowed a couple drops of blood before withdrawing from the younger's shoulder.

He rubbed the back of his hand over his lips, trying to get rid of the excess blood, before moving on to kiss Jimin's chest.

The latter's hands immediately went to the older's hair, squeezing it between his fingers.

Yoongi continued to leave small kisses on the younger's chest, until he reached his side. He looked up at Jimin's, holding his gaze as he licked the chosen spot.

"Yoongi..." The younger gasped when Yoongi decided to penetrate his skin with his canines.

The pain was stronger than he had ever felt on his shoulder.

Yoongi sighed, feeling the warm blood in his mouth.

Meanwhile, with his hand he pushed down Jimin's pants and boxers, taking his cock in his hand.

"Shit-" He groaned, throwing his head back.

"Mhm, you taste even better here." He whispered after pulling away from his side, vigorously licking the marks where blood was still coming out.

"I can't imagine how delicious you taste even further down." At that, Jimin's face went up in flames and he whimpered, covering his face.

Yoongi grinned at that, moving his hands away.

"I want you to look at me." Jimin swallowed hard, lowering his eyes, watching as his boyfriend took his cock completely into his mouth, making him moan.

"Y-Yoon... be careful not to bite, please." He whispered, clenching his hair in his hands.

He heard the elder chuckle.

Yoongi released his shaft with a small 'pop', wrapping his hand around it, moving it slowly.

"Don't worry, I didn't even think about that." He whispered, kissing his inner thigh.

He caressed his legs, feeling his boyfriend shiver beneath him.

His lips rested on his soft inner thigh again and he didn't think twice before sinking his fangs into the younger's skin, making him wince in pain.

"Yoon..." He sniffed, clutching the covers.

The older felt his head spinning from all that blood he was drinking. He had never fed so much from Jimin and now that he had the idea of ​​the latter as a vampire and his mate in his head, the unhealthy idea of ​​feeling almost every part of his body almost sent him into ecstasy.

His fingers grazed the younger's thigh, moving up until he was gripping his shaft with his entire hand.

He pumped it a few times before running his thumb over the head, spreading his pre-cum all over it.

He lubricated his fingers with the same liquid, moving them to Jimin's hole, pushing the first finger inside him, hearing him moan beneath him.

He enjoyed how he found no resistance, quickly pushing a second finger in as well.

He began to move the two fingers in and out, slowly at first, then increasing his speed, scissoring every now and then.

"Yoongi, please, please-" He felt Jimin whimper, trembling beneath him.

His fingers continued to graze his prostate, making the younger moan more and more.

Yoongi pulled out his fangs from the younger man's inner thigh, licking away any remaining blood, licking his lips and watching the blood run all over his thigh.

The white sheets turned red.

He rubbed the back of his hand over his lips, trying to get most of the blood out of them, before pulling himself up and placing his lips on Jimin's soft, red ones.

He began to kiss him hard, hearing him moan beneath him.

The metallic taste of the blood still on his lips exploded in his mouth.

He was used to it by now.

Jimin's hands found Yoongi's shoulders, gripping them.

He tried to follow the older man's lips, trying not to be too loud, but it was extremely difficult as Yoongi continued to abuse his prostate with his fingers, adding a third finger as well.

"Oh fuck, oh-" He sniffed, throwing his head back.

Yoongi took one of his nipples into his mouth, stimulating the other with his fingers.

Jimin arched his back, moaning at all the attention his boyfriend was giving him.

"Yoongi- I'm going to cum-" He whimpered, feeling that feeling he knew so well, that feeling that always sent shivers down his spine and made his legs shake.

Yoongi wasn't about to stop, instead he started moving his fingers even faster.

The younger boy squinted, desperately trying to hold onto Yoongi's arm as he came all onto his stomach.

His legs continued to shake like leaves as he tried to regulate his breathing.

He felt Yoongi's hands caressing his legs, trying to calm him down.

"You were so good." He whispered in his ear, leaving a small kiss on his lips.

Jimin smiled, closing his eyes for a second, taking deep breaths before looking back at the older one.

"Please. Yoongi, please, I need you." He whispered as the older one tried to get up from his body.

Yoongi smiled, nodding slowly.