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Jihope 92 💦

Jimin kneeled on his bed, sitting back as the toy pressed deeper, covering his mouth with his hand so that his moans wouldn't be heard out loud. He had been chasing his orgasm for ten minutes and just couldn't get the right rhythm with the toy hitting the right spots. He reached back to reposition it again, his cock peeking out from beneath the sweater he wore with the stretch. He whimpered, starting to bounce again, but it still wasn't enough, He was frustrated and he wanted to come and he was about to get rid of the toy and just fuck his fist instead, even though he would feel empty and unsatisfied then.

There was a knock on his door and he froze, a hand still pressed to his mouth, his bare knees digging into his bedspread, toy nestled inside him.

"W-who is it?" He called out in a strangled voice.

"It's me Minnie, are you alright? You've been quiet today, can I come in?"

Hobi hyung. Jimin whimpered, his cock twitching as he immediately imagined it was Hobi inside him instead, filling him up so well. He would move and hold him and he was so much better than the toy that he didn't think is through before calling back-

"Come in."

Hoseok pushed the door open and stepped inside, closing it behind himself and turning back to the bed before he realized what he was looking at. Jimin whimpered and bit his lip, pushing up on his knees and sinking back down on the toy, wanting to show off a little.

"Jimin-" Hoseok faltered, his eyes wide and his voice coming out a little strangled. "What - what are you doing?" He asked, not moving from where he stood. Jimin just reached for him though, reaching his hand out for him.

"Hobi please," he said, his voice coming out a little high and broken. Hoseok couldn't resist the distressed sound and quickly approached the bed.

"Baby what do you need?" He asked, his eyes sliding over Jimin's bare, muscular thighs, his pink cock, dripping clear, sticky fluid onto his sweater from the tip, his full lips, bitten and irritated, cheeks flushed, eyes wet. Hoseok swallowed heavily, feeling blood rush to his cock.

"N-need you hyung. Please," he begged, sinking slowly all the way down on the toy, his eyes fluttering closed and lips parting.

Hoseok felt a growing need in his chest, wanted it to be him Jimin was sitting back on. He had wanted Jimin for a long time, but never felt such a sudden and visceral desire as he did with the boy half fucked out in front of him, begging and whining.

"What do you want me to do Jimin?" He asked him steadily, needing to be sure Jimin wanted this too.

"M-make me come," Jimin whimpered.

"That's not very specific," Hoseok said, wanting desperately to touch him somehow. "How do you want me to make you come?"

"Don't care!" Jimin said, nearly crying. "Wanna come hyung, please," he begged. "Fuck me, do whatever you want to me just please-"

"Okay! Okay baby calm down." Hoseok said, finally reaching out and sliding his hands over him. "I'm gonna make you come baby."

Jimin sighed happily. Hoseok's touch soft and perfect. He tilted his chin up and leaned in to kiss him, reaching for the hem of his sweater and drawing it up. Jimin pulled back and raised his arms, looking up into Hoseok's eyes as he stripped him bare. Hoseok caught his breath when Jimin was fully naked in front of him - he was so beautiful.

"God, Jimin," he breathed, trailing his fingers up over his torso and watching Jimin shiver at the light touch. "Are you real? Are you sure you're not a fairy?" He asked with a chuckle.

Jimin smiled shyly, wiggling his butt a little and sighing when the toy moved. Hoseok made him sit up on his knees so he could reach around behind him, feeling the base of the toy. Jimin moaned softly when he moved it and Hoseok quieted him, connecting their lips and kissing him sweetly as he twisted the toy, pulling it out and pushed it back in, relishing in the little whimpers and twitches it drew from Jimin.