Besotted | Yoonmin ✔

[ M ] Chapter NINETEEN

The confidence that Jimin had was shriveled up once he entered the mansion and was under the gaze of the beautiful women and the men in suits. He found out that Yoongi was the favorite child and every year on his birthday the whole family could come and celebrate.

It didn't go too bad, other than Jimin spilling hot tea on himself and also knocking over a tray of food. Yoongi though made him feel better about it when he started telling him stories of when he was a teenager and how he always messed up.

"I have to pee." Jimin whispered to his boyfriend who was quietly reading a book. "Okay I'll show you." Yoongi whispered back and set the book down.

Once they stood up, Yoongi's grandmother spoke. "Yoongi dear, where are you headed?" She asked and eyed Jimin who was clinging to her grandson's arm.

"Jimin has to use the bathroom." He answered flatly and walked with Jimin out of one of the many living rooms. "Here. Use this one." Yoongi said as he pushed open a door to a powder room.

The blonde nodded and went inside, dragging Yoongi in with him. "Did I make you mad in the car?" Jimin asked as he hugged the taller male and had his face squished into his chest.

"No, doll." Yoongi chuckled and stroked Jimin's hair. "I was thinking of ways to punish you." He said in a lower tone that send shivers down Jimin's spine.

"Punish me?" He squeaked when the other groped his peaches and giggled when he placed him on the counter. "How are you gonna punish me, hm?" Jimin palmed the other through his tight pants and slowly unbuckled his leather belt. He sunk down to the floor and balanced on his knees.

"I'll think of something, princess." Yoongi uttered as he breathed in the lovely rose oil tainted on his boyfriend's golden skin. The scent had his eyes fluttering shut and gasping for air when Jimin pulled his member out of his boxers. The cold air hit it and the younger began to pump the semi-hard length.

"Jim- prince- ah! Y-You..." Yoongi mumbled incoherently when he felt the warm wetness of Jimin's mouth on the base of his cock.

He took his slender hand and tangled it up in Jimin's curled hair, gripping at the roots as he moved the boy's head to match his beginning thrusts into his mouth.

He heard the boy gag softly, but he continued abusing his mouth. "Fu-Fuck-ah. You take my cock so good, princess." Yoongi panted as he felt warmth bubble in his stomach and down to the tip of his cock that was sliding down the blonde's throat.

Yoongi saw a shiny tear drip from Jimin's eye and he cooed softly as he rubbed it away with his thumb. "Fuck I'm-" he released his hot seed down Jimin's throat before he finished speaking. He smiled when he saw the boy swallow it all. He slowly took his member away from his mouth.

Jimin smiled up at his boyfriend and slowly licked the sides of his mouth and his glossy lips. "You're so hot." Yoongi praised and connected their lips. He didn't mind tasting himself from Jimin's mouth, in fact he enjoyed it.

"Am I still gonna be punished?" Jimin asked once they pulled away from the tongue-filled kiss.

Yoongi chuckled softly and patted the boy's head. "Of course you are."