Cold husbands |Yoonmin ff|

Chapter 11

SMUT AHEAD!

yoongi entered the living room and saw jimin sitting in his bathrobe as always and reading. Something about the scene made jimin look so sexy, maybe it was the way he was sitting or just the way he looked or maybe yoongi just wanted to feel jimin since it had been so long. They had fallen into a sort of rhythm where they needed to touch each other, feel each other to the deepest point regardless of whether they liked each other or not.

"jimin."

"oh hyung you're back home!"

"yes. now let's talk the little stunt you pulled this morning."

"huh? what s-stunt?"

yoongi kept his bag on the couch and walked to jimin who had stood up to help him but was now backing away.

"kissing me, not even on the lips for that matter. I think I deserve compensation."

"i- i you can have a kiss..."

"oh not just one baby, I'll be having multiple kisses but yes i'm glad we're on the same page"

jimin was about to back off into the couch almost falling over but yoongi caught jimin by the waist and pulled him close, 

"running way kitten?"

jimin shivered due to the nickname "n-no..."

"good because that wasn't an option"

He kissed jimin roughly with need, jimin was still trying to process his behaviour but he responded not a second later. yoongi was exploring every corner of jimin's mouth barely leaving any room for jimin to breathe.

jimin placed his hands gracefully on yoongi's blazer but not for long. he was soon running out of breath holding onto the corners of yoongi's blazer for dear life, it was probably crumpling but neither of them seemed to care enough.

soft moans left jimin's lips only to meet yoongi's lips on the other side.

"ynghf" jimin tapped urgently on yoongi's chest before he let him go. jimin while still catching his breath helped yoongi remove his blazer and tie. their bodies were on fire.

yoongi removed the strap that tied jimin's robe and trapped jimin between himself and the couch.

"i-ngh~" yoongi bit jimin's lips hard before letting his tongue in again. jimin undid all of yoongi's buttons and ran a hand over his sculpted abs.

yoongi's hands were tracing down jimin's sides causing jimin to twitch every now and then. he grabbed jimin's ass and started trailing hickey down his neck.

"yoongi-ah" jimin softly moaned into yoongi's ear and it went straight to yoongi's cock. He looked at jimin's hardened nipples and ran his hand over them gently.

"mmh~ yoongi- ah~" he removed jimin's boxers while devouring his nipples.

he loved it when jimin moaned his name, no daddy no nothing just yoongi. he felt like had the world in his hands. he flicked his tongue and jimin arched in a perfect curve.

"fuck me min yoongi!"

"right here right now babyboy?" He smirked down at jimin who was completely red and heaving.

"right here right now if you dare mr.min- ah" yoongi nipped at jimin's nipples unbuckling his pants to let his huge bulge free.

yoongi didn't prep jimin like he usually did, they were far too into it to be any more patient.

jimin dug his nails into yoongi's arms when he thrusted himself into to jimin, letting out a loud moan.

when jimin was adjusted a little yoongi thrusted in and out of him with no mercy. "FUCK YO-ooONgIII ah~ keep going! yes yes!"

jimin spread his legs wider to let yoongi more access, he thrusted deeper and hit the spot finally.

they both let out a groan. "fuck baby, so good. you're taking me so well"

jimin whimpered yoongi's name right into yoongi's ear feeding him all the energy he needed to keep going.

yoongi flooded himself in jimin while jimin arched his back and cried out his name from the release.

"fuck yoongi.. fuck.."

jimin rest his head back into the cushion and took deep breaths. they'd just fucked on the couch.

"shit." suddenly his eyes widened

"what happened?" yoongi said catching his breath. He was still inside jimin.

"the workers... yoongi we have workers.."

well shit they both thought.

they both hurriedly got as dressed as they could and ran to their room. out of habit jimin walked into yoongi's room with him.

"min yoongi i will kill you!"

"what did i do??"

"you made the workers hear all those sinful things! oh my god, where are your manners??"

"what is that supposed to mean????????"

"i mean you walk into the house and the first thought you have is to wreck me in the living room?! no hi no hello? direct sex?! now we'll have to pay for the therapy of 50 people!"

"not my fault! i asked you whether i should take you then and then you told me to-"

"yeah and since when did you listen to me?? and apart from that i can't say no when my brain is not working min yoongi! of course i told you take me there because you were making me lose my mind there! you should have carried me up or atleast told me to come up with you-"

yoongi kissed jimin.

"ok ok. but atleast on that note the girls won't be able to look at you at all without remembering the way you moaned my name babyboy."

jimin turned red and hit yoongi's chest

"yoongi you idiot, not only them but even i won't be able to look at them normally again!"

"well since it's already that bad then a few more rounds couldn't hurt-"

jimin punched yoongi's side

"ow ok ok chill."

"i'm going and taking a bath."

"but that's my bathroom-"

"too bad, wait for your turn."

jimin stomped into yoongi's bathroom.