Senpai | yoonmin

32 / So

Yoongi's POV

"S-sir?" Jimin stuttered as he was taken aback by the 1 million won dude's voice that sounded so low and raspy when called out his camboy's name.

Almost instantly, Yoongi frowned once the address of 'sir' escaped Jimin's pretty little mouth so slowly, he made his way towards the bed where the man in robe was lying on and carefully ran his long slender fingers into the male's bright electric orange hair.

"Suga is fine love." He whispered gently.

Startled, Jimin's breath hitched a little at the touch but he did not squirm like an idiot since he knows that the live is still on with thousands of horny men who love him deary waiting to be pleasured behind the screen.

Shaking away the nervousness as he rarely ever invited a customer over to join his little show, Jimin gets back to work with professionalism running in him. "Suga..."

"Yes Suga." The senior hummed quietly before retrieving his hands to carefully seated himself beside the younger's lie down body that waits for order as if he was one of those plastic dolls that can bend it selves to any position you are pleased.

"Do you want to fuck me?" Staring ahead into the utter darkness of his blindfold, Jimin sinfully choked out for the older man to hear the teasing in his tone and purposely slid a tongue out so it could play mindlessly with the rim of his glossy plump lips.

"No." Yoongi answered without any sign of hesitation as his dark gaze was completely fixed on the younger's dangerous pink tongue that he wishes to dominate one day.

"Why?" The confused camboy blurted out while finding himself frowning harshly at the stranger's words that were phrased with so much lack of care to how he would feel.

Jimin couldn't help but think deeper into it, into his flaws that were filled with insecurity and questions he wonders even when knowing what the stranger is here for. Does he not think I'm attractive enough? No, why would he pay so much then? Maybe...he doesn't like me?

"No one loves me." Jimin thought while pouting at the feeling of not being enough to satisfy but the bad thoughts almost instantly vanished away when he heard Suga's deep voice that earned confidence speaking up again in much louder with a tone that screams 'dominant'.

"Don't pout love, you're making it harder for me." Yoongi swept his wet tongue over his dry lips because of the sweet temptation to simply dive in and explore into his own fantasy. "And the reason why is because I'm here to make love with you, not to be your puppet."

Blushing at the stranger's words ever so easily, Jimin can already feel himself smiling idiotically at the sweetness but not long after, he also feels the male's warmth creeping just above the back of his fingers and hand that was definitely smaller compared to Suga's ruling ones.

After a few strokes of thumb, Yoongi gently takes Jimin's tiny hand fully into his and slowly brings it up to his lips level while being careful not to startle the blindfolded male as his breathing was cut short on the back of the latter's hand. "May I?"

Heart beating faster at how gentlemen like the stranger was being, Jimin couldn't help the heat that conquered his face as his opened eyes stare into complete darkness that he never knew had so much light in them before.