Crazy about you [COMPLETE]

17- Aren't you tired yet?

Smut alert !

«Ssh baby boy. Your little brother is in the room right next to this one. You'd never want him to hear you, am I wrong? What would he think, hearing you beg me to make you come?» Yoongi whispered to Jimin's ear: he swallowed hard, his chest raising frantically as he tried his best to keep his mouth shut by nipping his own lips.

The two of them were lying side by side on the kid's bed and Suga's hand was closed around his baby's shaft. He speeded up his pace a bit and Jimin shivered, letting out a moan that the hyung quickly swallowed pressing their lips together.

"No practice today. – Suga had announced as he had met Jimin at the cafè earlier that afternoon – We are almost done with the melody, we deserve some rest. Plus – he had purred, smacking the kid's ass – daddy really needs some time alone with his baby boy.".

He was right, they hadn't really had many chances to be together apart from the hours they used to spend working on their project: school, tests, homework and the practice with Kookie had stolen most of Jimin's free time and, unluckily for Suga, the dongsaeng's ethic didn't allow him to have any kind of intimacy in public places.

"We have the keys!" Suga had complained at the younger's rejection that time he had tried to let a hand slip into his pants at the theatre.
"But, still, this is a public place.".
"What about dancing with me in that pub? You were literally grinding on me on the dance floor!" Suga had smirked at the kid's embarrassment.
"That was different! I was drunk!" Jimin had yelped, blushing.
"You were so cute ...".
"Stop it. I have my fave clothes today. Stop trying to talk me out of them.".

Yoongi had sighed and soon given up. But now ...

He shivered when a loud cry took him back to reality: Jimin was literally begging him.

«Please what, baby boy?» Suga groaned, biting down onto the kid's neck.

«Please daddy, make me come!» he moaned in response, his hips jerking up as he tried to fuck himself on Yoongi's hand.

«If you ask so cutely ... – the rapper began, his eyes hungrily looking at the sweaty mess that Jimin had become – Daddy will gladly satisfy your wish.» he concluded in a whisper.

He dragged the kid to the edge, pushing him over, making him come undone under his touch until he began making post-orgasm grabby hands. Yoongi cuddled him down from his high, peppering soft kisses all over his sweaty chest, and once again he couldn't help but notice how beautiful his dongsaeng was: swollen lips, parted enough to let heavy breaths come out frantically, wide eyes, strands of hair stuck to his forehead ... The huyng felt his cock stiffen.

«How comes I have had an orgasm already and you are making me hard again?» Suga whispered, smirking, as he nudged his nose against Jimin's neck, breathing in his scent, now mixed with the smell of sex and sweat but still able to make his mind go blank.

The dongsaeng blushed childishly, reaching out to grab the blanket and pull it up enough for him to hide behind it, escaping his hyung's glare: «Because you are a perv, that's why.» he chuckled.

«Me? A perv? Fine. Shall we go back to our melody, then?» Yoongi teased, and Jimin couldn't help but yelp "no!" in response.