Yoonmin 7

Yoongi reached a weak arm up to Jimin's head and pulled him a little so he made direct eye contact, and Jimin almost couldn't handle the intensity of it all. He just about managed to hold it together, or at least that was until-

"Are you- are y'gonna fuck me with your cock too, Jimin-ah?"

Jimin just blinked slowly, his rhythm faltered a tad and his cock tangibly jumped against Yoongi's thigh.

"Shit, I-", he gained some composure, determined to maintain his dominance, and continued the hard thrusts with the dildo, if a little faster. "How close are you right now?"

Yoongi groaned out at a deep thrust against his prostate. "Gettin' there real fast, Jiminnie, that's why I w- want you to-"

"In your stream you came twice. I want you to do it again."

"I don't know if- ah- if I can, Jimin, I-"

"You will, I swear I'll make you come again. If- err- if you'll let me, of course you don't have to if you don't w-"

"Shut up and make me come then."

Jimin's breath hitched and he swallowed heavily. He couldn't think of anything to say, so he swooped down into Yoongi's neck, sighing into the warm, soft skin as he began leaving marks there. He pushed past the ache spreading up his arm, motivated by the desire to see Yoongi's blissful face when he orgasms, especially since the view wasn't quite so up close and personal on the screen.

"Oh fuck, Jimin." His eyes knitted together tightly as he started panting. "Oh god~"

"Come for me, Yoongi, honey." He pushed the dildo deep into his lover and ground it against his prostate, and Yoongi ground his ass down further into it in response. Then he let out a long, drawn out moan- the highest pitch Jimin had ever heard from the boy- and his body tensed, his head falling back as he came untouched.

"Fuck- shit- oh shit, Jimin~" Jimin took out the dildo before Yoongi had a chance to fully ride out the orgasm; he wanted to leave him feeling slightly dissatisfied, slightly unfinished. Make him really want to come again. He figured from the way Yoongi was grinding his ass down into nothing that he'd succeeded.

"Did so well coming untouched for me like that, Yoongi-ah. How'd it feel?"

"S- strong. It was so strong...fuck." Jimin leaned backwards to place the dildo onto the bedside table, before bringing his hand back over to start stroking Yoongi languidly.

The elder hissed at the sensitive feeling, far more intense than the previous night for obvious reasons. Still, he let Jimin mark him up with his mouth as he continued to pump his flaccid cock.

It was when Jimin remembered how Yoongi had been touching his nipples to get himself off during the stream and proceeded to run his tongue over the perked nubs on his chest that Yoongi's length twitched a little.

In a matter of minutes, Jimin had managed to pump the life back into Yoongi's cock. Yoongi was mewling, the feeling of getting hard again so fast overwhelming him just a little, and the feeling of Jimins mouth, tongue, teeth on his nipples felt too good for words.

"You got me hard so fast. God, how the fuck do you have this effect on me, Park Jimin?" Jimin just lifted his head to smile down at Yoongi, before planting a kiss on his cheek, then his lips, and then shifting himself to be between Yoongi's legs.

He made quick work of lubing up his dick, but was excruciating slow at deciding to enter Yoongi with it. He ran his cock over Yoongi's awaiting entrance, sliding it over and over until his hole was dripping with lube. Yoongi whined, desperate.

"How long has it been, baby? You want it bad?"

"Fuck, want it so bad. It's been..." Yoongi turned his head away shyly, blushing. "It's been never...I've never- this hasn't happened before..."

"You mean you've been fucking yourself with these toys all this time but nobody's ever fucked you good?" Yoongi shook his head, blushing. "Oh baby..." Jimin said, slightly condescendingly, leaning down to suck on Yoongi's neck as he ground his cock harder against his entrance. "You poor thing..."

Yoongi whined high in his throat. "Please stop teasing, Jimin-ah, you don't know how bad I need this..."

"Are you err- are you sure you want it to be me who does this? For your first time I mean..."

"So sure, Jiminnie, please~"

So Jimin slowly pushed himself into Yoongi, and was taken aback by how Yoongi clenched so tightly around him. He was plenty stretched enough from the dildo, but his muscles were clamping down around Jimin's cock like he was built to have it inside him, like puzzle pieces fitting perfectly together.

Jimin sighed heavily as he bottomed out, his head hanging low as he breathed, his hair brushing Yoongi's forehead. The latter wrapped his arms fully around Jimin's neck and pulled him down to kiss him briefly- albeit roughly- before leaving their foreheads connected, breathing together and holding burning eye contact.

The top slowly pulled back before pushing back in, meeting that tight wet friction once again. They groaned in unison, feeling each other's harsh breath against their faces. As Jimin gradually picked up the pace, his lover's trembling arms came down to grip at Jimin's taught biceps, throwing his head back, allowing perfect access to his neck.

Shameless hips ground up against one another, loud, wet, hard. Jimin growled into Yoongi's neck as he marked him up, never missing a beat. Yoongi wrapped his legs around Jimin, crossing his ankles behind him and pulling him into himself. He choked on a breath as Jimin ground his hips down against him in fast, deep circles, just about catching his prostate, but Yoongi knew it wasn't going to be enough to make him come again. Especially since he couldn't find it in himself to let go of Jimin's arms, but he knew he at least needed one of their hands on his straining member to get there.

"Can't- I cant come like this. I need...hand on my...from behind- I like it from behind~" Yoongi bumbled, digging his nails into Jimin's arm and his head into the bed.

Jimin took a deep breath. "Fuck...as you wish, sweetheart."

He took only seconds to pull out of Yoongi, push him to lie on his side, lift his leg into the air and push himself back inside of him; he didn't want to lose too much momentum on Yoongi in case waiting too long meant he wouldn't be able to come again. He hoisted Yoongi's leg up with his arm under the man's knee, using it as leverage to pull Yoongi down onto his cock as he bucked up into him.

That was, of course, until he noticed Yoongi trying- and failing- to jack himself off. Every time he lifted his arm off the bed in front of him he would start to fall forwards, and so he'd put his arm back down in a hurry and let out a frustrated little whine. So, Jimin put Yoongi's flexibility to the test a little and pulled his leg backwards to be hooked behind his own, just to keep him open and accessible for himself to keep pushing into. He then used his now unoccupied hand to reach around the elder's body and grab hold of his leaking erection.

Yoongi instantly tensed, his moans becoming more lewd, his body becoming more languid, his eyes becoming more lustrous. Jimin smirked and buried his head once again in his lover's neck.

"That feel good, huh?", he breathed heavily over Yoongi's sensitive skin, causing him to tremble, "your viewers would love this, y'know. Already come once but so pliant and willing for me to take you."

Yoongi's body was now shaking, he threw an arm back to hold onto Jimin's neck in a failed attempt to ground himself as the perfectly timed thrusts simultaneous with the hand twisting up and down his length were far from dying down. "Doing so so well, taking it so good. M'proud of you baby boy."