Yoonmin 6

Jimin pulled off Yoongi's jeans, accidentally taking his boxers along with them, and he had to take a moment to collect himself when he saw Yoongi's dick. The same dick he saw Yoongi tugging at last night, the same one he saw spurting semen all over himself, the same one he'd been aching for all day, and maybe even before then. He wondered if Yoongi was thinking the same thing.

"Stop gawking, would ya?" A breathy voice came out, a hint of amusement to his tone as well as his Daegu accent slipping in, which Jimin knew arose a little when he was horny. "I know you've seen it before."

"It's so much prettier in real life." Jimin licked his lips as he pulled off the rest of Yoongi's clothes and the latter flushed. "None of those other horny perverts get to see it in person..." Yoongi breathed an airy moan as Jimin's hand slid up his thigh towards his cock and gave him a few absentminded tugs.

He stood back up to hover over Yoongi, reaching a hand under his back and hoisting him up so his feet would touch the floor, insinuating that he should stand for a moment. Jimin shuffled up to sit against the headboard and patted his thighs. "Come over here now, angel."

The elders eyes widened, still not quite used to the idea that they were allowed to express their romantic interest for one another now. He shook it off and kneeled on the bed, shuffling forward to straddle Jimin as requested.

Jimin rested his hands on Yoongi's thighs, massaging them gently. "Where do you keep your lube?"

"Surely you saw, didn't you?" Yoongi teased.

"I err- you were already erm...halfway through...when I started watching." Jimin was almost thankful for the opportunity to say that, as he hoped it would show he genuinely didn't know about his regular streaming.

Yoongi merely hummed nonchalantly and leaned forwards to reach for his bed side table, his chest levelling to Jimin's face. He started leaving gentle wet kisses over his pecks and nipples as Yoongi opened a drawer to retrieve the lube bottle, sighing contentedly. He stayed put for a while longer just to enjoy Jimin's treatment before pushing himself back again, handing the bottle to the other.

"I want you to ride my fingers," Jimin spoke as he coated 3 fingers in the slick substance, "can you do that for me, baby?"

"Oh my god..." Yoongi breathed, "y- yeah."

He gripped onto Jimin's shoulders as he was pulled forwards, his head resting next to Jimin's so that the younger could look down the curve of his spine and see what he was doing.

Yoongi relaxed straight into the feeling as Jimin toyed with his hole with with his middle finger. It slipped in with ease and Yoongi hardly reacted, save for a little sigh of relief.

"You feel how loose you are, sweetheart? That because you're always fucking this dirty hole with your own fingers?" Yoongi moaned at the mild depreciation being whispered hotly into his ear, just as Jimin pushed in another finger.

Yoongi was still pretty stretched out from his live show last night, not to mention that his body could gladly take a little pain after all the experimenting he'd done to himself lately. His asshole had seen bigger than a few fingers, so it didn't take long before he was stretched around three of Jimin's fingers, moaning softly, light as air into his new lover's ear.

Jimin would be lying if he said his ego didn't take a little bit of a hit from the way Yoongi wasn't reacting quite as strongly as he had hoped, so he started moving his fingers around in search for his prostate, and before long, he had Yoongi gasping into his neck and clutching his shoulders as the soft digits pushed down repeatedly over his pleasure spot.

Jimin carded his hands through Yoongi's hair with his free hand as he continued his ministrations, the latter occasionally trying to ground himself by nibbling a little on his neck, not that Jimin was complaining.

"God, it's like your body just knows what to do. All these toys up your pretty hole all the fucking time, opening you up so nice..." Yoongi buried his head further into Jimin's neck, nuzzling his hair into him almost as if he was burrowing, trying to hide from the addictive embarrassment. Jimin had seen all of his toys, knew everything he puts inside himself. He whined loudly.

"What did you just think about there, baby? What made you whine all pretty for me like that?" He moved the hand in the elder's hair down to his jaw, lifting his head up and holding it there by his chin so Yoongi had no choice but to remain face to face with him, no hiding.

Wondering how to answer Jimin, Yoongi's eyes diverted sidewards to his desk drawer for a second and his heart rate picked up. Jimin followed his line of vision, his gaze landing where Yoongi's had flickered to, and Jimin instantly smirked back at him.

"You want me to fuck you with one of your toys, hmm? Is that it?"

Yoongi's lip caught in his teeth and he nodded shyly. When Jimin smiled at him, he pushed himself up on shaky legs and stumbled over to the drawer to find one of his favourites.

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He promptly stood up and hastily jogged to his drawer, getting out a large black vibrator.

He didn't normally use this vibrator, it was really powerful and made him come really quickly, so he only saved it for special occasions.

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Jimin just about managed to uphold his cool exterior, but inside he was losing his shit when Yoongi turned shyly around, holding a huge black vibrator. "Do you think you could-" he swallowed heavily, "-could you fuck me with this one? I've always wanted someone to fuck me with this one..."

"I swear you're gonna make me lose my mind..." Jimin threw his head back for a moment and exhaled heavily, winded, suddenly a little sweaty and his cock visibly twitching as he became overwhelmed by Yoongi's words. How anyone could say such a lewd thing and genuinely sound so innocent was beyond him. "Get over here."

Yoongi shyly stumbled back to the bed where Jimin sat up, slowly coaxing the dildo out of his hands, realising just how big it was once it was in his own grip.

"Lie down, sunshine. Gonna make you feel so good." Yoongi shivered and did as instructed while Jimin coated the dildo in lube.

Before Yoongi could even process what was about to happen, Jimin was already hovering over him, one elbow propping himself up next to Yoongi's head and the other one holding the toy close to Yoongi's entrance.

"Sure you want me to do this? Prepped enough?" Jimin questioned, using the elbow of the arm holding the dildo to push Yoongi's shy legs apart.

"So sure, please, Jimin-ah." He assured with accidental sultry tones. With that reassurance, Jimin slowly began pushing the thick black length into the elder's awaiting entrance. He wasn't in the right position to see what was happening, but he could just feel the way Yoongi was instinctively pulling it into himself. He could feel the pressure from the friction as he used his own strength to push it deeper. He must be so tight. Fuck.

Yoongi's eyelids drooped and his head fell back, mouth ajar a little. He had this blissful face of deep satisfaction and Jimin just couldn't tear his eyes away.

"You okay, gorgeous?" He knew he was just fine, but he just kinda wanted to see how Yoongi would respond, if he was still shy or if he was far gone enough to lose a little shame. Yoongi's eyelids flickered open and flashed in a dazed manner over Jimin's face. He looked unfocused and his eyes were glazed over as he took a few seconds to process the question.

"I feel so good, Jimin-ah...feels so good, I- can you start moving...please?" Jimin kissed his forehead and slowly pulled the dildo out, pushing it back in at the same pace and once again had to compose himself at the way Yoongi's hole just sucked it right in greedily.

Yoongi's breathing sped up at the same rate as his thrusts of the toy into him, and before long, the elder was letting out repetitive, whiney moans with each thrust as Jimin put more force into it. Yoongi's arm bent upwards to wrap a hand around Jimin's bicep of the arm holding his weight, and even the smallest bit of contact went straight to his already throbbing cock.

The orange haired male shuffled his body forwards a tad to press his body closer to Yoongi's, his crotch pushing against Yoongi's open legs, the skin on skin contact driving him crazy. He felt like a horny high schooler again, so impatient that he had to rut up against Yoongi's leg just for some relief.

Yoongi let out an extended, desperate whine when he realised what Jimin was doing, and spread his legs wider in response, pushing with more force into Jimin. The new angle combined with Jimin's immediate bodily tension in response to Yoongi's movement cause the dildo's angle to change, and before he could register why, Yoongi's back arched and his breathing picked up.

He was still being shy, but it almost made it more attractive in the way he was whispering little curses to himself, trying to regulate his reactions to the pleasure he felt at the hits against his prostate, which Jimin was now intentionally repeatedly inflicting on him, pushing his crotch into Yoongi's thigh with more fervour too.