Sex with me? - yoonmin ✔

hyung's little mess

Yoongi maybe is greedy and reckless but he love it slow, unhurried.

In contrast, Jimin is impatient, wanting everything to be on his way already.

So once they reach Yoongi's room, discreetly avoiding people who's looking at them weird; Jimin want to get down to the business right away.

Yoongi is gonna teach Jimin maybe some discipline, about that.

"Hyung," Jimin whined, tugging onto Yoongi's shirt. The older locked his door, smiling to himself as he turn his heel to face Jimin.

"Look at you," Yoongi muttered, gaze lowered to where Jimin took off the jacket. "You're a mess," Yoongi added.

He heard the whining from Jimin, shrugging his shoulders as the younger pulls him to his bed. While he's looking directly into Jimin's eyes, Yoongi wanted to eat him whole again, and again; taste the younger in his mouth, swallowing every moans.

"You have such a pretty eyes," Yoongi whispers, taking Jimin's bottom lips in-between him. The younger love compliments a lot, but if Yoongi noticed it, he doesn't say anything.

"Your face pretty too." Yoongi smiles. Lovingly or fondly or anything but it cause Jimin's lil heart to burst into thousands of flowers at the view of someone, someone who has been so intimately close to him, smiling like that.

Smiling like he's in love.

"C-can't you, can't you stop with it already!" Jimin ended up sitting straight, ruffling his hair when Yoongi rest on his elbow and continue to stares at him.

"Jimin, are you taken?"

The question has Jimin's eyes widen, froze in his place with his fingers remain on his hair. He quickly turn his head to face Yoongi, his brows furrowed.

"I am?" Jimin manages but that half ass answer seems like it doesn't satisfy the older.

Sighing, Jimin says, "I'm single. Had I been taken I wouldn't have asked you to have sex with me, would I?"

"I'm just asking Jimin, was curious maybe this all was a dare?"

Jimin almost choke up, clearing his throat when Yoongi sit straight, mirroring his position currently.

"But if you're single, well, stay like that."

"Huh?" Jimin's eyes narrowed.

"From now on, until whatever game we're playing ended, you're mine. Mine as in nobody are allowed to touch you the way I did."

It was so sudden, Jimin doesn't understand what does it mean. He's so focused to where Yoongi's hand is moving and how their eyes are locked together. Too focused at the way Yoongi say it so softly. And before he could process it fully, their lips touched. Moving in sync, Yoongi pulls his waist and now he's sitting on the older's lap.

"Do you understand that, Park Jimin?"

Jimin throws his head back, body arching when Yoongi licked onto his nape. Jimin loves this. He loves everything about this. He's whimpering when Yoongi lifted his shirt, lips ghosting over his skin.

"Answer me."

"Yes, yes. I'm yours. Whatever it is, I'm yours."

Yoongi chuckles, his tongue flicking the red hard nipple and Jimin cries for more.

"You're so sensitive here?" Yoongi whispers, taking another lick before pulling the bud in between his teeth, nibbling and sucking softly with Jimin writhing, his voice desperate for Yoongi to do more.

Parting his face from Jimin's chest, his lips formed a smirk while looking at the red marks around Jimin's nipple. His fingers tracing at the sensitive part and Jimin whines. Calling for his name. Impatient. Yoongi's hard dick starting to hurt with how turned on he's at Jimin's reaction.

"Jimin," Yoongi groaned, his hand now grabbing the younger's face. Jimin's heavy-lidded eyes staring on Yoongi, his lips opened with soft huff.
"Jimin fuck, you're my fucking mess."

Their lips sucking hard on each other softness, tongue licking with their teeths clinking together, Yoongi swallows the sweet sounds Jimin emits. Their nose hitting as Jimin pushed Yoongi down, grinding himself on the older's hard bulge.

"Y-yoongi.. Yoongi you feel so big," Jimin parted their kiss, hands on Yoongi's chest as he roll his hip down, rough and he moaned.

"Ah hyung, wanna come again..."

Yoongi pretended like he hadn't heard that, studying Jimin's face as the younger move his hips, searching for more, something more than this.

"Do you want some privacy for that baby?" Yoongi asked, half concerned, half teasing. With Jimin's lips parted and calling for his name, Yoongi can't believe how much self control he have.

"Noo!" Jimin whined, leaning down with his hand on his damp bulge.
"Want you to see me."

Fuck

Yoongi want to know which demon is possessing Jimin currently.

Because Jimin is unzipping his jean while still ontop of Yoongi.

Jimin got up a tad bit before pulling off his jean from his leg, quickly went back to where he sat before and started blushing furiously when he saw Yoongi. Watching him with amused grin on his face.

"Are you sure?" Yoongi hands touching on Jimin's knees, drawing a tingling circles when Jimin touch his own clothed dick. The front of his black tight brief is damp when he pressed his thumb there, a sigh escaped his mouth.

"‘s good..." Jimin closes his eyes, his hand sliding into his brief before shyly pulling it down and his cute cock sprung up, shiny with beads of precome dribbling from its head.

Yoongi gulped down at the view.

"It's so hard.." Jimin sighs, his thumb pressing hard on his head before his other hand wrapping around his shaft.

"So hard because of you," Jimin lolled his head back as he start slowly pumping his cock and moans escaping his mouth. The feeling when someone is watching him with fully interest as he please himself is so twisted. He doesn't understand it but Jimin wants to put on a good show.

"Hyung's little mess." Jimin grinned before licking his cum covered palm.

"Fuck." Yoongi's rasps, rubbing hard his face before harshly tugging Jimin's arms and their kiss becomes messy. Jimin sucks hard on Yoongi's tongue and his breathe hitched for a second Yoongi's rough fingers pads touched him.

"H-hyung–" Jimin tug harsh Yoongi's hair, moaning into the older's neck. Yoongi's hand are big, rough against his soft skin as he pumps him, fast, just the way Jimin wanted it to be.

"Hah fuck– fuck..." Jimin's words now slurred. Not minding his voice is loud or anybody could be listening to them, he's lost with Yoongi's touch.

Yoongi pressrd his finger in the slit, and Jimin cries out for his name as come on Yoongi's hand, bucking his hips slowly as he rode out his orgasm.

I'm fucking gone

Jimin doesn't want to lift his head when Yoongi calls for his name. He's finally back on his sense, and he doesn't like anything he has done just now.

"Baby?"

Jimin melted at the name, finally looking at Yoongi.

Fuck me Yoongi

Jimin thought, smiling when he saw how fond Yoongi is looking at him currently. His smile is soft, his words are soft. His touch are gentle. His presence is warmth.

"Hyung's little mess." Yoongi had mouthed when Jimin kiss him full.