BTS Smuts [BoyxBoy]

YoonJin

Yoongi lay with his knees bent and his head on his boyfriend's pillow, the console controller in hand and looking at the television screen. Seokjin crossed his legs and sat next to Yoongi, leaning his back on the wall behind. He moved his head and shoulders in time to the Wii Channel music and Yoongi laughed as he watched. "You're such a dork."

"Good tune, though," Seokjin said, making him smile really wide.

Yoongi looked back at the screen. "Yeah... sure."

"Is Mario Kart okay?" he asked. Yoongi nodded. "Just so you know, I'm a professional."

"So I've heard," he said, choosing his character on the screen. "You don't need to go easy on me though."

"I won't," he replied, despite being quite sure he'd let him win anyway. "Who shall I choose?"

Yoongi scanned the characters and squinted. "Princess Peach suits you."

Jin chuckled and moved the remote to press what Yoongi had suggested. "Why's that?"

"She's glamorous, wears pink."

"You're not wrong." They selected the vehicles and then started.

Yoongi sat up on the bed so he could more easily see the screen and leaned his head on Seokjin's shoulder. Jin's eyes were fixed on the game although he wasn't playing to his full potential; at Mario Kart he was practically a god, so he figured he had to give Yoongi a chance and let him win three races in a row. "You're getting good at this," he said.

The race finished and Yoongi dropped the controller onto his stomach, placing his hands under his head for comfort and looking up at Seokjin. He laughed. "You think I can't tell when you're losing on purpose?"

"The things I do for you," Jin replied, rolling his eyes jokingly. He smiled when he felt a small kiss on his cheek and then went to return it on the top of his boyfriend's head. It was easy to reach due to the size difference between them. With his hand, Yoongi pulled his chin down and kissed Seokjin on the lips, catching him off guard.

As he pulled away, he noticed how red Jin's cheeks had become. He was so adorable. Yoongi loved the shy side of him.

Seokjin looked down at the remote in his lap and breathed a small laugh. "Uhh.. I was going to say, which track did you want next?"

"I don't want to play this anymore," Yoongi said. He put a hand on Jin's thigh and kept it there.

"What do you want to do?" he asked, looking across at him.

Yoongi's eyes flickered from his pupils to his body and then back as he moved his hand to the inside of Jin's thigh. He raised his eyebrows in a suggestive sort of way.

"The guys are in the next room," Jin pointed out. "We can't now."

Yoongi sighed. "Come on..."

"If they hear us they'll tease us about it forever. And I'll be embarrassed."

He pouted. "How can you say no to this face?"

Jin looked at him and then down, hesitating. "Hmm.. okay." Yoongi smiled, knowing he was Jin's weakness and knowing he could get anything he wanted with a face like his. "But we need to be really, really quiet."

Yoongi nodded although it sounded hypocritical coming from him, considering that Jin was normally a lot more vocal and there were times when he was sure the others had heard him. Jin usually moaned loudly and with the boys in the next room they were bound to know something was going on on the other side of the wall.

 He kissed Seokjin and moved over to straddle his waist, grinding on him and feeling his member gradually become hard in his jeans. His hands roamed Jin's body and tugged at the hem of the boy's shirt, pulling it up over his head and tossing it to the ground next to the bed.

Yoongi found himself getting extremely hot with all the fabric surrounding his body and decided it was time to rid himself of his clothes too. He shuffled off Seokjin and unfastened his belt, kneeling on the bed before him and threw his jeans to the floor, his boyfriend doing the same. He looked at Jin's gorgeous, muscular, thick thighs and noticed some faint marks from a previous time when he'd put them there. He leaned down and touched them, rubbing them with his palms and kissed the inside of one. He looked down at Jin laying there, all flustered and red, his hair a bit of a mess and lack of clothes. As he ran his hand over Jin's boxers, he watched the look on his face and continued to stroke his crotch through the fabric.

Pulling down Jin's boxers, Yoongi took his dick in his hand and began to slowly pump it up and down. He let out a few moans and sighs and the sounds and sight made Yoongi even harder. He leaned down to slowly run his tongue from base to tip of Seokjin's member, making eye contact with him the whole time. He took Jin's entire length into his mouth, feeling it hit the back of his throat and then doing the same again.

"Oh, Yoongi," he sighed, gently holding onto a handfull of Yoongi's hair.

With his right hand, he pumped the base of Jin and moved his head up and down faster increasingly. Jin placed his hand on Yoongi's wrist and shook his head. "Stop, I'm getting close."

Yoongi pulled his mouth off his boyfriend and straddled his waist again, kissing him and grinding on him. Jin's hands held Yoongi's small waist and moved downwards, then squeezing his ass removing one hand to reach into the drawer next to the bed. He applied lubricant to his hand and put one finger inside of him. As he moved the finger in and out of his hole, Suga groaned and held onto him tight. "You feel so good," he sighed. He added another shortly after, and then one more, Yoongi's breathing becoming harder and faster. 

"That's enough, get in me," he said desperately, his cock practically rock solid and pre-cum leaking from the tip.

Jin spread lubricant onto his length and lined it up with Yoongi's entrance. He placed his hands on Seokjin's chest as he slowly lowered himself down onto his dick, Jin holding gently onto his arms. He stayed put for a few seconds and made minor movements to adjust to his size, moaning quietly.Suga removed his hands from Jin's chest and linked them to his, their fingers tightly intertwined as he moved up and down. The difference between the sizes of their hands was huge, it made Yoongi's hands look so adorable and small. He let out a loud moan and his breaths became heavy. 

Seokjin hushed him. "Quiet, remember?"

"Should've heard yourself before," he smirked, watching Jin blush with embarrassment. For someone so confident normally, you wouldn't expect them to be so bashful and shy in the bedroom. Jin looked good in pink.

He leaned down a little to kiss him and then put a hand back onto his chest for more control, and rubbed his dick with the other hand as he moved his hips.

Seokjin lightly pulled his hand away by the wrist and replaced it with his own, pumping Yoongi's length for him with his huge hand. "You look great, Yoongi," he said.

"Y-you feel great," he replied, bouncing on Jin's dick faster this time. Those words sounded so hot coming from Yoongi's mouth. He quickened his hand movements and Yoongi panted, becoming hot and a sweat building on his forehead. He was getting tired out.

Jin began to thrust up into Yoongi, faster than before and moving all the way in and all the way out, holding his ass with his hands and spreading his cheeks wide. Yoongi closed his eyes and moaned in pleasure, tilting his head back.

Tension increased in the pit of Seokjin's stomach and he groaned as he came inside of Yoongi, breathing heavily. The white fluid trickled out of him and onto Jin as he continued to thrust inside him. A few strokes later, Yoongi climaxed and shot onto Jin's stomach and chest, letting out a long and hard sigh.

After a few seconds, Yoongi climbed off him and lay beside him on the bed. "They probably heard."

"Worth it," he replied.