Who Are You? [] PJM & MYG YoonMin []

☆Fifteen: Sweet Sorrow☆

[Jimin's point of view. Mature Content ahead.]

     Jimin squeezed Yoongi's hand, breaking their frozen statures. Pulling them both from their heads and into the here and now as the sounds of Taehyung and Jungkook playing drunkenly in the park filled the night. Jimin wiped the tears from Yoongi's cheeks as the elder did the same. His large hand drying the tears from Jimin's own face.
Jimin could feel the fire inside him building up, "I don't want you to marry HyeMi-ah. Whether it's Valentine's Day or after graduation."
"But my family-"
"I know," Jimin cut him off. "I know everything. But I refuse to accept that there isn't a solution."
Yoongi tried to hide his smile, an action Jimin had come to find cute, "She'll still have me followed once I'm back on Seoul."
"Then we will be discreet until we can find an answer," Jimin smiled, an effort to reassure Yoongi that they should have hope.
Though sadly, none could be seen at the moment.
The serious moment was suddenly shattered by the sound of Taehyungs screams. As their eyes shifted to the park, a hilarious scene played out in front of them. Watching as Jungkook spun Taehyung mercilessly fast on the merry-go-round. Ignoring his pleas for the horrible ride to stop. Jimin and Yoongi sprang into action but it was too late. As Jungkook suddenly stopped the spinning ride, Taehyung stumbled off and fell to his knees. Vomiting almost immediately as the three rushed to his aid. Feeling both humor and pity.

Jimin and Yoongi trying not to laugh as they scolded Jungkook. The Maknae grudgingly carrying Taehyung on his back towards his family home. Without being told, Jungkook carefully carried Taehyung into the house. Readily taking care of his dizzy, drunken Hyung.
Yoongi grabbed Jimin's wrist, pulling him back out onto the doorstep, "Stay with me tonight."
Butterflies fluttered in Jimin's stomach at the words, his body eager to give in to its long held frustration, "What about HyeMi?"
"She's not having me followed here since she thought you were still in Seoul," Yoongi replied, his voice as eager as Jimin felt.
Jimin closed the door, sensing a quick text to Jungkook and Taehyung before pulling Yoongi down the stairs, "There's a small motel just around the corner."
The two practically skipped with giddiness towards the motel. Enjoying the clear, cold night as they walked hand in hand. For the first time feeling a sense of freedom in each others presence. Jimin felt calm but excited. Feeling as if he got back a piece of him that had been lost.
      Ignoring the judgemental eye of the motel owner, Jimin grabbed the room key and Yoongi's hand. Leading him down the hall to their room. The two slipping inside, safe within the confines of the solemn hotel room.
     Yoongi took charge instantly, forcing Jimin against the wall. Their lips interlocking in hungry kisses. Tongues dancing together. Jimin revelled in the sweet taste of Yoongi's lips, quelling the hunger that had built inside him since they were last together.
     The elder's hands were just as hungry as his lips. Yoongi making use of his nimble fingers to free Jimin of his layered clothes until he could rest his hands against the younger's bare chest. Goosebumps crawled across Jimin's skin with excitement. Eagerly leading Yoongi to the bed. Jimin's small hands not nearly as quick but eventually he was able to toss Yoongi's layers to the floor before falling back on the bed.
     Yoongi pounced on top of him. His hips grinding against Jimin's already throbbing hardness. Earning a meek moan from the younger before Yoongi sealed their lips once more. Never wanting to be free of each other.
     Jimin eagerly freed Yoongi from the restriction of his jeans and briefs, adding them to the pile on the floor. His eyes scanning over the elders body. Taking in every curve and shape on Yoongi's slender body. His pale skin glowing in the dim lights of the room. Small beads of sweat trickling down his jawline, Jimin quickly leaning up to lick the sweat from his skin. Everything about Yoongi intoxicated Jimin. By far, Yoongi was his favorite flavor.
      Jimin gasped lightly as Yoongi's hand made its way beneath Jimin's pants, gripping him. The elder clearly delighting in the domination he had over Jimin as he slowly stroked him. Watching Jimin squirm with overwhelming lust beneath him. Until Jimin couldn't take it any more. His body going crazy.
    "Hyung, please..." Jimin begged.
    Yoongi smirked at the sound of Jimin's begging voice as he pulled off his pants and briefs. Jimin watched in shivering pleasure as Yoongi slid his tongue along Jimin's twitching member, over his stomach, up his neck. Stopping with a light nip on his earlobe before speaking.
     "Say my name," Yoongi's voice was stern, warm breath on Jimin's skin only making the younger feel hotter.
     Jimin took Yoongi's face in his hand, brushing his sweat dampened hair from his face, "Make love to me, Yoongi."
      The elder nearly purred at the sweet pleading of Jimin's voice as he said his name. Doing what was asked of him after getting what he wanted. Jimin took two of Yoongi's fingers into his mouth. Sucking and licking them. The sensation forcing Yoongi to bite his bottom lip as he watched the action. Once Jimin allowed Yoongi's fingers free from his mouth, the elder slowly slipped them inside Jimin.
    "Ah," Jimin winced, slowly loosening himself as Yoongi worked his fingers inside him.
     Pain quickly turned to pleasure as Yoongi slipped in another finger. Taking Jimin's and his own throbbing manhoods together in his free hand. Jimin slowly losing himself in the sensation of Yoongi stroking their cocks together while his fingers moved inside him. Jimin body was growing hotter and hotter by the second.
       Jimin begged again, unable to stop his words, "Yoongi please... I need you inside me."
      Yoongi positioned himself, his tip slowly pushing inside Jimin. The younger trying to keep himself relaxed as Yoongi eased in deeper. Gasping once he was fully inside. Yoongi didn't move, letting Jimin adjust to him. Brushing his hand lightly across the younger's cheek, watching for his face to relax before moving.
     "I love you Jiminie," Yoongi's voice was deep and rasped, but filled with warm emotion.
      Jimin could feel that Yoongi meant it and so did he when he replied, "I love you, too, Yoongi."
      At that, Yoongi began to work his hips. Moving himself inside Jimin as he gripped the younger's shaft. Stroking him at a similar pace as his own hips. Their eyes locked together as both their hues glossed over with pleasure. Jimin working to quiet his lustful moans from seeping through the thin hotel walls.
      The pain was gone as Yoongi worked himself harder and faster at Jimin's order. The younger desperate to feel as much of Yoongi was possible. Lost in the rising gratification. Jimin's body eager to release. But he held out. Pulsing with pleasure as Yoongi began to reach his peak. Their moans and grunts matching in unison as the pair worked their way over the edge of ecstasy. Jimin gripping the sheets as the wave of his orgasm crested over him, bursting into his stomach. Meeting quickly with further, shivering, pleasure as Yoongi gave in to his body's desire. His warmth spilling inside Jimin as the elder gripped his hips tightly.
     Both dazed as they slowly drifted back down from heaven. Yoongi falling, weak, onto the bed beside Jimin. The pair out of breath but panting in sync as their eyes met. Jimin staring at the sweaty naked form of Yoongi beside him. Their fingers interlocked together. They each turned to their side, facing each other. Keeping their hands intertwined. Quiet but comfortable in each others embrace.
     Jimin watched Yoongi until he fell asleep, becoming a rock in the bed beside him. Beautiful and yet somehow dangerous if moved. Jimin only found it to be another part of the elder's charm. But the longer Jimin stared, the more sad he became.
     He didn't want anyone else to see Yoongi like this: exhausted from pleasure. Jimin wanted to be the only one to bring Yoongi pleasure. Even the thought of HyeMi touching him made Jimin wince in fear of pain. He couldn't lost Yoongi again. He wouldn't.
      But more sadness came as Jimin's want to help grew. The younger only had one idea to truly save Yoongi and his family from HyeMi's grip.
    Jimin brushed the hair carefully from Yoongi's delicate face...

       Will you still love me when you find out my secrets?

[Credit to the artist. Picture not mine]