My Best Medicine

4

Yoongi tried to centre himself before opening his eyes, the smell of unfamiliar sheets hitting his nose.
He was at Jimin's and had spent the whole night curled up with him in his bed.
Yoongi soon realised that he was no longer curled around Jimin but Jimin was curled around his back, Jimin's hand resting on the dip below his ribs.
Yoongi tried to shuffle across the bed with the intent to get up and sorted before Jimin woke up.
Jimin's hand tightened on Yoongi's waist and Yoongi's eyes widened as Jimin started to grind against his ass.
"Jimin?" Yoongi murmured.
Jimin grunted and moved his hand to Yoongi's hip, his fingertips digging into the flesh there.
"Jimin!" Yoongi said a little louder.
Jimin grunted but didn't stop grinding against his ass.
Was Jimin asleep or awake and just ignoring Yoongi?
Yoongi couldn't deny that was Jimin was doing felt great, the growing tent in his own trousers were testament to the fact, but was this what they both wanted?
Yoongi turned himself to his other side, facing Jimin.
Jimin's hand came back to rest at Yoongi's hip, Jimin pulling himself closer and pushing his thigh between Yoongi's.
Yoongi put his hand on Jimin's shoulder.
"Jimin we..."
"Please..." Jimin whined, opening his eyes.
Yoongi decided he had no resolve when it came to Jimin with his pupils blown wide with desire, but he still tried to put up a fight, a poor one maybe but he tried.
"We shouldn't." Yoongi breathed as Jimin started to move against his thigh.
"Why? You're not a doctor, we aren't breaking any rules."
"I don't want to take advantage of you."
"Ok, then I'll take advantage of you instead."
Jimin's eyes hardened and Yoongi found himself on his back, with Jimin straddling his hips, before he could blink.
"I still don't think..."
"Then don't think." Jimin said before his pressed his lips to Yoongi's.
Jimin's lips were everything Yoongi had imagined and more, soft pillows of flesh that moved gently against his own lips.
Yoongi couldn't contain the groan that passed his lips, and true to his word Jimin took advantage of Yoongi's open mouth and slipped his tongue inside.
Jimin's hands greedily roamed Yoongi's chest, reaching the hem of his t shirt and pushed it up.
"Off." Jimin mumbled.
Yoongi obliged, pulling himself upright so he could slip his t shirt over his head.
Yoongi lost himself in the sensations of Jimin's hands sliding over his skin.
Before Yoongi's head could even register what was happening, Jimin had wrapped his hand around Yoongi's cock.
Yoongi lifted his head and watched as Jimin's hand moved up and down his cock within the confines of is sweats, his thumb passing over his sensitive head with every stroke.
Yoongi dropped his head back on the pillow letting out a groan.

Jimin was partly in a state of shock, not entirely sure that none of this was a dream... vision... whatever.
Whatever this was he was going to make the most of it.
He had wait 6 months to have Yoongi to himself and part of his anxiety of going home was that he wouldn't see Yoongi again and it would all be lost.
But here he was pulling his clothes off in a rush to get back on the bed, back to Yoongi.
Yoongi had stripped off his own sweats and kicked them down to the end of the bed.
Jimin wasted no more time in getting himself back on top of Yoongi before he could start having second thoughts about all this.
He settled his knees on either side of Yoongi's thighs, looking down on the man below him, then leaning down to capture his lips in a burning kiss.
Yoongi reached between their bodies and captured both their cocks into his large hand and stroked them both together.
Jimin broke the kiss and buried is face in Yoongi's neck, he wasn't going to last. He had been waiting for this and thinking about this for too long.

Yoongi soaked up the little whines and whimpers coming from Jimin. He still wasn't sure that they should be doing any of this but right now all he could think about was making Jimin cum, making him lose himself in the ecstasy of an orgasm and Yoongi was more than willing to take them both there.
Yoongi looked down at his hand moving over both their cocks, watching their pre cum dribble from them and mix on Yoongi's abs. It wouldn't be long before it would be their cum painting his abs as well.
Yoongi grunted as Jimin's lips parted and pulled in the skin of his neck into his mouth, sucking and biting at the skin.
"S-so cl-ose..." Jimin whined as he moved his hips, speeding towards their release.
Yoongi felt the coil in his groin tighten, squeezing his eyes shut and turning his head into Jimin's neck. Yoongi bit down on Jimin's neck as his cock twitched and spurted cum over his abs, Jimin's cum mixing with his not long after.

Yoongi lay staring at the ceiling. Jimin panting in his ear as they both came down.
Yoongi pushed at Jimin's shoulders.
"We need to...get...up." Yoongi grunted as Jimin became a dead weight and whined.
"Don't want to." Jimin pouted.
"You don't have to, but I need to at least clean up." Yoongi said dropping his chin to indicated to the puddle of cum on his abs.
Jimin huffed and reluctantly rolled off Yoongi letting him get up.
"You can shower if you want." Jimin said to Yoongi's retreating back.
Yoongi ran the taps in the sink and wet a towel, using it to mop up the mess on his stomach.
"You can't stay here, you have things to do, other people to see." Yoongi said to himself in the mirror above the sink.
Yoongi dried off and went back to the bedroom picking his clothes up and started to get dressed.
"You're not staying?"
"I can't. I have others to see today."
Yoongi hated the look on Jimin's face, he looked hurt.
"I'll be back later, you know that."
Jimin's face brightened a little and he nodded.
"Draw me something? Keep yourself busy, it will help."
"Ok."
Yoongi was at the bedroom door before Jimin called out to him, his lips pouted for a kiss.
Yoongi's head and heart warred with each other until his heart won out and he returned to the bed and planted a kiss on Jimin's lips.
"I'll be back before you know it."