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Namjoon snapped countless photos of Jimin in different positions and with different items being incorporated. He had even taken some with his cell phone, wanting some in his possession already for his own benefit and to post on his Instagram – with Jimin's consent, of course.
With the photos already taken, they could do whatever they wanted.
Leaving a choker around his neck, Jimin pulled Namjoon down onto the bed, connecting their lips feverishly. The older kissed back fiercely, hovering over Jimin's nearly naked body.
Jimin was only covered by a pair of lacy underwear – which wasn't concealing much. The fabric was thin and practically completely see through, causing his arousal to be painfully obvious.
They kissed each other sloppily, tongues meeting and wrestling hurriedly. Both of them were desperate and needy, craving any touch or affection that they could get out of each other.
Namjoon pulled away and attached his lips to Jimin's neck, beginning to kiss down the smaller boy's body. His hands slip up his legs, grabbing the black lace underwear and slipping them down Jimin's toned thighs.
As his erection was freed, Jimin whined and reached a hand down to wrap around himself.
Grabbing his hand and removing it, Namjoon shook his head. "Let me please you because you've been such a good boy."
Jimin looked up at him from under his dark lashes, licking his thick lips lustfully.
"You want me to do that? You want me to make you feel good?"
The needy boy nodded, his soft voice begging, "Please hyung."
"Please what?"
"Please fuck me, hyung. I- I want to feel you inside of me."
Hearing the boy's desperate pleading, Namjoon decided not to tease him. He was also extremely hard and didn't think that he would be able to withstand the wait.
"Do you have lube?" The elder asked as he unbuttoned his pants and removed them.
"I- I'm pretty sure I have some in the bottom drawer," Jimin responded, pointing toward the small table beside his bed.
Nodding, Namjoon reached down, opening the drawer. He pulled out a bottle of lube which was already half gone. He raised an eyebrow at Jimin, gesturing to the level that the bottle was at.
Blushing furiously, Jimin told him, "I.. I like toys."
"This won't be too rough on you then, yeah?"
Namjoon smiled and squeezed some lube out and onto his fingers. He traced around the rim of Jimin's hole before inserting a finger.
Seeing that Jimin was okay, he began to slowly move his finger.
"T-two," Jimin stuttered out. "Start with two."
At the boy's request, Namjoon inserted another finger, thrusting them in and out of Jimin's hole. He could hear Jimin breathing heavily, earning a gasp when he started scissoring him open.
"Three."
Not needing any further encouragement, he slipped a third digit in, the finger sliding in easily. "You're already stretched so good," Namjoon praised softly. "You're going to take my cock so well."
"Yeah?" Jimin breathed, his dick twitching at the praise.
Namjoon fucked him with his fingers only a little bit longer, removing them to prepare himself.
"Please hurry," Jimin pleaded, whining at the sudden emptiness. "I need you, hyung."
"I know baby. I'm almost done," Namjoon soothed, covering his cock with lube before clumsily tossing the bottle to the side. He stroked himself a few times before lining himself up with Jimin's hole. "Ready, baby?"
Jimin nodded eagerly, barely able to handle the wait.
At the confirmation, Namjoon entered Jimin fully, groaning already at the feeling. "F-fuck, Jimin," he breathed out. "I don't know how long I'm going to last."
"That's okay.. just please fuck me already."
Namjoon nodded and pulled out before thrusting into the boy. He continued thrusting into Jimin, finding a solid pace.
"You're so big, hyung," Jimin moaned out. "L-love the way you fill me up... So good."
The boy's moans were encouraging, causing Namjoon's hips to snap forward quicker and rougher.
Jimin's jaw fell open and his eyes screwed shut. Namjoon was so much better than any of his toys. He was bigger and he was hitting all of the right spots.
Namjoon grinned as he fucked Jimin, completely taking advantage of how needy the younger was. He was going to pound into Jimin as long as he allowed it – and the younger didn't seem like he was going to stop him anytime soon. "You're taking me so well, baby," he praised lowly.
Both of their grunts and moans grew louder as Jimin demanded to be fucked harder and faster – and Namjoon didn't think twice to obey. Sure, he was the hyung, but the petite boy had him wrapped around his little finger.
He brought one of Jimin's legs up and over his shoulder, giving him a better and deeper angle to thrust into Jimin.
"Hyung," Jimin whined, his hands covering his face which was currently dusted with an intense rosy hue. "You- you feel so good.."
It wasn't too long until Jimin was physically crying out in pleasure. Tears rolled down the boy's cheeks as he dug his fingernails into Namjoon's shoulders and back.
"Hyung I'm- I'm gonna.. g-gonna-" Jimin cut himself off with a loud, breathy moan. "Yes! Hyung, yes!" He screamed our, releasing all over himself.
The older male thrusted as fast as he could, doing his best to push himself all the way over the edge.
Jimin was growing sensitive as Namjoon continued, but he didn't mind because he wanted the elder to come inside of him as much as – if not more – than the man himself did. He grabbed Namjoon's face and pulled him down into a sloppy kiss.
"Baby," Namjoon moaned against his lips, feeling himself come inside of Jimin. He lazily thrusted a few more times, riding it out before he completely pulled out of the boy.
He got up and went to Jimin's bathroom, quickly finding a wash cloth and wetting it. He returned to the bedroom and wiped off Jimin's chest and abdomen before carefully cleaning off the boy's thighs. Once he was done, he tossed the dirty cloth into the laundry basket a few feet away.
Jimin stretched his arms out, making grabby hands as he smiled. "Come back, hyung," he spoke sweetly.
Chuckling, Namjoon nodded and climbed back into the bed, immediately pulling Jimin into his chest and pressing a kiss to his rosy cheek.
They laid there for a few minutes, Jimin's head buried in the crook of Namjoon's neck as the elder rubbed his back gently. He would occasionally press a delicate kiss to the top of the boy's head.
The quietness that surrounded them was comfortable and Jimin hated to break it, but he had to.
"Hey hyung, can we talk?"
"What about?"
"Us."
authors note: hey guys! i hope you enjoyed this chapter! i apologize if the smut wasn't the best. i'm not really a smut writer. i've only written it like two, maybe three, times in my life. so if it's not very good, that's why.
