There's a MONSTER in the elevator, Yoonmin fanfic

5. When you didn't even volunteer as tribute

Warning, it's uh, a bit smutty.

✧ Jimin

The chilly air outside gave me goose-bumps as I stood in a the small park near Jungkook's apartment. I put a few coins in the vending machine in front of me, reached out and then pressed two buttons at the same time to see which one that would win. Hot cocoa, nice; Jungkookie's favorite. Smiling, I bent down to grab the it when my phone vibrated in my pocket... Again. Surely, it was Yoongi who had replied to the selca I had sent him. It made me kind of nervous.

I slid to unlock the screen and instantly got met by the shocking sight of a daring picture message in the open chat window. Enough so for the drink I had just purchased to slip my grip and fall to the ground with a distant sound as my gaze busily took in the view.

"I-It's huge..."

I crouched down on the ground beside the dropped can with the screen unnecessarily near my face. Like that, I shamelessly studied the photo while telling myself that it was only for the sake of research. Like, some kind of guy-to-guy-how-is-this-possible thing.

It wasn't though.

"Shit, I told Jungkook that I'd arrive within 15 minutes..." I mumbled, trying to calm my already growing erection down by pure focus.

I cursed at the blonde-haired culprit in my mind when the phone suddenly buzzed again and this time, I just barely dared bring myself to check it.

Yoongi: You got a boner yet?

I clicked my tongue in annoyance while tapping my screen rather aggressively.

Jimin: y o u  w i s h
Yoongi: *new picture message*

This time it was a picture of Yoongi himself. He was shirtless, showing off perfect collarbones and had half his chest teasingly hidden by shadows. His lips looked moist, soft and inviting. His gaze was low and dangerous. I gulped, getting more and more conscious of the urge to touch myself. This guy... Why's he doing this to me?

He really did look perfect though and it even hit me that I might have missed seeing his face in these last few days. Defeated, I took up my chat with Jungkook on the screen and wrote that I would arrive a bit later than expected. I then looked around for somewhere to pathetically relieve myself without getting disturbed. A public bathroom caught my attention and soon; I sat closed in on the toilet lid, licking my lips shamefully while unzipping my pants.

Yoongi: Why no answer?
Yoongi: Jimin, let's meet up?

I locked and muted the phone. No way that I would ever let him know about this situation.

"Mnnh..." I groaned as I let my hand grip my erect member that by now had grown somewhat impatient.

Maybe if I had done it in the nearest days before today, I wouldn't have been as horny as I was. But now the situation was unavoidable... I massaged the tip and my breathing sped up. That together with my body turning warmer made me close my eyes and give after to the fantasies. Might as well.

The memory of Yoongi's cock on the screen entered my mind and I found myself picturing what it would look like in real life. How big his erection would feel in my mouth as I worked my tongue around it and how soft his fingers would tangle into my hair when making me choke by taking it deep throat. I pictured his rebellious smile but yet gentle touch... He would grip my chin lightly to stop me when he was about to cum, for he wanted to do it inside of me rather than in my mouth.