Broken Pieces : Yoonmin

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Yoongi

My blood boiled as I pulled the short male inside my car that was parked at the other side of the deserted streets. Jimin didn't utter a word as he allowed himself to be pulled and shoved on the backseat. I locked the door from inside, turning on the ac as it visibly seemed to be hot inside the damn vehicle, specially because all the windows and doors were closed.

My lips smashed on his and arms wrapped around my neck. The soft plum lips stayed still until I forced my tongue inside them, getting the slight taste of some bubblegum. Salivas mixed together as I kissed and explored his mouth, my large hand gripping the Jean covered ass. He whimpered under me with closed eyes, hands tightly gripping my shirt. Those same hands held those of a male other than me, some foreign feeling with a slight taste of sadness made me want to devour and remind him that he's mine.

My lips broke the kiss as I pulled up, a string of saliva connecting both of our mouths together. His lips were swollen, the slight red colour of the lipstick he was wearing smudged a bit. That seemed to turn me on even more as my mouth attacked his neck, slowly pecking and sucking the honey toned skin. Moans and slurping sounds filled the car as I continued making hickeys on the neck he offered to me. I sneaked my hands underneath the shirt he was wearing, feeling his soft belly and finally finding his nipples, slowly twisting them and rubbing them with my thumb.

"H-hyung. S-so good." I loved how he moaned and whimpered under me, for me. I was becoming selfish day by day, wanting to keep him for myself. Was this love? I didn't know. I never felt like this with anyone before I met him. He did things to me from which I was afraid of, from which I was restricted. I was fucking going to engage with some girl and yet here I was, making out with a guy from jealousy whom I assumed to love.

These thoughts had me pull from a whimpering Jimin who seemed to be lost in pleasure. Lips swollen with neck filled with hickeys and marks. My chest swelled with pride knowing I was the cause of this, hands unknowingly caressing his soft messy hair as I leaned down to leave a peck on his flushed cheeks. That had Jimin wide open as he looked at me with unsure eyes. He sat up and moved towards my lap, sitting on it and directly facing me, hands holding my shirt tightly as he closed his eyes once again.

I felt his ass move on my clothed dick, two or three times, earning a groan from the sudden action. He felt the bulge underneath and smirked a bit. This was the first time I had seen him smirking and this had my belly churn from the sudden rush of blood inside the damn large thing. "Hyung is hard. Jimin wanna help hyung." He spoke seductively and slowly climbed down so that his face was facing my crotch.

Hands fumbled shaking while opening the zipper of the pants, pulling down the underwear a bit. The angry shaft slapped his face on himself as he looked at it with wide eyes. Fingers wrapped around the base as they slowly began moving up and down. I groaned from the sight, a flushed Jimin sitting down with a dick in his hand and gazing at it intensely.

Tongue poked out and gave a long stripe from the base to the head that was already leaking with precum. It was an angry shade of red, waiting to release itself somewhere and just when i was about to jerk off on his face, a pair of plum lips wrapped around the head. A euphoric feeling ran through my spine as I threw my head back, closing my eyes. Those lips slowly began covering the whole dick as his hands held the part which was still outside.

Slowly bobbing his head up and down, tongue pressing all the veins and hand fumbling my balls. I looked down while groaning quietly. Jimin looked absolutely stunning and beautiful with my dick in his mouth, eyes closed with small pricks of tears staining his red cheeks, drool coming out from the corners of the parted plum lips. Hair messy basically inviting me to fuck his mouth.

My hand gripped his hair strands and forced his face on my dick, the tip hitting the back of his throat as I moaned loudly. Jimin held my thighs tightly and allowed himself to be fucked to oblivion. Fuck he had no gag reflex. I thew my head back and made sure to cherish each and ever feeling as I buckled my hips, shoving my cock in and out of that damn sin also known as Jimin's mouth. "Ngh- J-Jimin. Fuck." I felt so damn close as I pulled out my shaft from his mouth, cumming on his face with a sigh.

All the white stains on his face with eyes closed and lips opened, had my stomach churn at the sinful slight. As soon as I felt I had relieved myself, Jimin smiled from underneath, his hands holding my dick tightly and eyes looking at me telling he wasn't done. "Wh-at Jimin, agh."

"It's still left." And with those words, he sucked my softening dick while I shouted from the damn overstimulation, making sure to milk every last drop of cum shooting through the tip. "I can't a-anymore." My head was dizzy and the last thing I remember was feeling a soft peck on my cheeks before drifting to sleep.

"Sleep well, Hyung. I'm gonna drive." And I passed out.

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