Teach Me How to Dance || yoonmin

Chapter 38

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Jimin was hovering over Yoongi trailing kisses down his neck and bare chest as the latter pulled at the hem of the younger's shirt. Jimin broke away from him in order to get rid of the fabric before returning his lips to Yoongi's skin, the blond closing his eyes at the contact. Jimin stopped right above Yoongi's hips and looked up at him, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Aren't you curious?" The redhead questioned with a hushed tone, his fingers hooking around the waistband of his pants, slowly beginning to slide them off.

Yoongi opened his eyes in order to meet Jimin's gaze, almost letting out a small gasp at how intense the look in his eyes had grown. "About?" He asked breathily, his patience starting to break piece by piece with every passing second.

Jimin chuckled, pulling the older's pants off completely and tossing them to the side without disrupting the hold he had on Yoongi's eyes. "The lesson, hyung."

Yoongi bit his lip, feeling a chill run through his body at the sudden loss of warmth from his pants, but it didn't last long as Jimin ran his hands along his newly exposed thighs. "The lesson is the last thing on my mind right now." He managed to respond, the dancer's hands keeping him very much distracted.

However, Jimin didn't seem to be satisfied with his answer, and he felt a bite at his inner thigh. Yoongi whimpered at the action, about to shoot a glare at the younger when he felt him lick the same spot his teeth marked, sucking softly on the skin, eliciting a moan from Yoongi.

"Ah, but it'll be the first thing in a bit." He stated matter of factly, leaving a few more wet kisses on his pale skin before letting his hand ghost over where Yoongi needed him most. "You really are an impatient one hyung." He grinned, taking his time to palm him softly. Yoongi began grinding into his hand, needing more friction, and Jimin finally gave it to him, pressing down on his bulge with more pressure. Yoongi let out a soft sigh at the relief, but it still wasn't enough.

"Jimin, please." He reached for Jimin's jeans, tugging on them so that he'd get the hint. The redhead smiled cheekily, removing them along with his boxers, Yoongi taking the time to take his off as well. He gnawed on his lip, waiting for Jimin to touch him again, but the younger just stared at him, taking in every inch of his body as if it were the first time he had seen him in his most vulnerable state– which obviously wasn't the case.

The blond grew hot under his watch, reaching out for him and pulling him in for another kiss, this time more fervent, Jimin feeling the older suck on his tongue and moan into his mouth. Jimin ran his hands down his body, lifting him up and squeezing his ass before leaving wet kisses on his collarbones. "You're so fucking beautiful, hyung." He rasped, continuing to let his hands roam over his body.

Yoongi ignored the rush of heat he felt in his cheeks and lifted his hips up to meet Jimin's, moaning softly at the feeling. Jimin let him relieve himself a bit longer before he pinned his hips down, Yoongi pouting in response.

"I have to prep you baby." Jimin hummed against his skin, his hands gliding down his sides. Yoongi nodded and reached over into his bedside drawer, pulling out a bottle of lube along with a condom, practically throwing them at the other. Jimin just smiled knowingly, leaving a final chaste kiss against his lips before putting the condom on and covering his length and three of his fingers with the liquid.

Spreading Yoongi's legs further apart, Jimin aligned his index finger with his entrance, rubbing it around in a circular motion before inserting it, letting the older adjust before continuing. When he got the okay, he started moving it around, adding a second finger as he began to stretch him out. It was when he made a come hither motion he got a reaction out of Yoongi.