"friends" - a yoonmin ff ENG

Smut!

a/n:
This chapter is slightly different from the original German one, but only because I think the English language holds so many loving expressions, that I sometimes couldn't hold back in extending some scenes a little (don't worry, I'm the original author).

You've been warned ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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He deepens the kiss by tilting his head to the side and pulling my hair, which turns me on even more.

So I slowly push him back into the mattress and lightly bite his upper lip. He opens his mouth immediately and his tongue greets me at the entrance, just waiting for the passionate dance that is about to begin.

I'm already drowning in pleasure, although we haven't really done anything but ki--- a moan escapes my mouth at the friction of something rubbing against my best body part. I quickly brake the kiss and look down, panting a little. Just as I catch a glimpse of Jimin's bulge rubbing against mine, he pulls my hair again, resulting in both of us moaning.

In one swift motion, he steals my shirt and I get rid of his.

And I want more.

I dive in for another short, yet longing kiss, before pulling back again, and giving him a questioning look. Oh god, he looks so horny.

"Jiminie, are you sure you want this?"
"Fuck, Yoon, get rid of those pants, please!"

His heavy breaths sends shivers down my spine and I smirk at him while opening the button of his jeans teasingly slow. A whimper escapes his pouty lips when both of our pants land on the floor. I pull at the hem of his boxers, the smirk never leaving my face.

"What about those?"
"Th-those too."

As soon as our boxers join our pants on the floor, Jimin gets back to kissing me like there's no tomorrow. After a couple of seconds, his hips dart up in search for even the slightest friction, which turns me on so freaking much, that I can't hold back any longer. My fingers embrace his throbbing member. Moan after moan escape his now swollen lips while I enjoy this view.

I never would've thought that we'd actually be doing this - not today. Not ever.

His breath gets heavier the longer I pump him and every sweet melodic moan lets my member twitch in anticipation, when suddenly I feel his touch as well.

"Yoon, please..."
"Please what, Minnie?"
"You know exactly what, pabo."

I moan as he pumps me faster. I try to adjust my hand-movement, too, when he stops me. I look up into his eyes. He doesn't say anything. He just smirks, repositioning himself in front of my member, that is now covered in precum.

"Jimin, stop. Don't... Let me... let me help you. Pass the lube from the drawer."

He nods excitedly and stretches his body to reach the drawer. Fuck, this boy looks to stunning.

Once he passes me the lube, I get on my knees, cover three of my digits with more of the cold liquid than actually necessary. I don't want to hurt him more than I already have to.

Before Jimin can put the lube back into the drawer, I let my first finger slide into his already heated hole. He flinches and grabs onto my other arm harshly.

"A---ahh, Yoongi!"
"I'm sorry, Minnie! It won't hurt for long, I promise!"

I feel his hole tightening around my finger.

"You gotta relax, petal. Otherwise it's gonna hurt even more."

As soon as I call him by that nickname, he relaxes a little bit.