scenario; Jimin and Jungkook have a drunk incident in the bathroom of a private bar
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Soju bottles, plates and shot glasses piled on the table where they ate, laughter and inappropriate jokes filled the air. The members were celebrating to alcohol in a private area of their own. All of them were excessively drunk, except Taehyung who seemed just a bit tipsy.
Namjoon was falling asleep to the small amount of Soju in his body, he didn't take well with alcohol. The rest however were very much energetic and loud, Hoseok was complaining how much his head pained to a playful Yoongi, Seokjin was telling all of his old jokes which no one laughed at but himself. At the end of the table was Jimin and Jungkook, the two laid lazily against one another.
Jungkook poured another shot for Jimin, as the older took in it in both his hands but failed to aim towards his mouth. His drink spilled down his neck, drenching his shirt.
"Aishh, why is my Soju like this?" He slurred, blaming the drink rather than his mindless hands and blurred vision. Jungkook took the shot glass from his hands, placing it back the table.
"Hyungie, let's go get you cleaned up." Jungkook told him, linking hands with him and pulling the boy from the floor. Jimin didn't say much as they both stumbled towards the bathrooms.
Jungkook opened the restroom door, they tumbled right in, Jimin's back slammed against the wall as the maknae held himself up with both hands beside Jimin.
The two stared at each other with squinted, drizzly eyes. "Jungkook-ah, I thought I was gonna get cleaned up." Jimin laughed, resting his hand on the boys chest. Jungkook was taken back, recovering from his actions.
"R-right." He said, reaching over to the napkin dispenser. He yanked one out, running it under the water. Pulling his hyung towards the light, he pressed it against the small boy's neck. He wiped away gently, not noticing the closeness between the two. Jimin giggled, feeling ticklish from how sensitive his skin had become.
"Is it sticky?" The younger asked, looking up to meet Jimin's gaze. The older shook his head, a sly look playing in his eyes.
"No," Jimin reached for another napkin, he began to unbutton his shirt and wiped around his collarbone. Jungkook watched intently, he noticed the stain of Soju soaked the entire front side of his shirt.
"Hyung." The younger began unbuttoning the rest of his see-through shirt, Jimin's built torso was exposed. The cold air on his scorching skin brought him wonders, a gasp made its way out of Jimin. The older watched the flushed maknae expose more of his body, allowing the shirt to roll off his arms and drop on the tiled floor.
"Jungkook-ah." He called, gaining the boy's attention from his intense stare on Jimin's torso. The smaller closed in on Jungkook, running his hands seductively down his shoulders. A look of lust twirled and sparked in Jimin's eyes, he could hear the alcohol talking to him—telling the ash-haired boy to take advantage of the situation.
Let them relieve themselves of their flushed, and buzzed state of mind. Forget about their surroundings if it meant they could hook up for the night, and forget the next day.
Jimin ran his hand behind Jungkook's head tugging at his hair, sending shivers down the younger's spine. He knew his body couldn't take any more heat, letting his hyung whisper things in his ear and nibble on his earlobe.
Jungkook found it difficult to breathe in the small space, seeing as Jimin leaned in, his breath brushing softly on Jungkook's skin.
Jimin attached his lips to his neck, placing open-mouthed kisses down to his collarbone and sucking on a vulnerable spot. Jungkook let a whimper escape his bitten down lips. He grabbed ahold of Jimin, switching places and pinning him roughly against the wall.
Jimin smirked at him, a hint that he had liked being handled that way. Jungkook couldn't take seeing Jimin's lips part any longer, pressing his hard against the older's—kissing him hungrily. The taste of Soju still prominent. He took his plumb bottom lip between his teeth, biting down softly.
Wet sounds of sucking were heard, along with a muffled moan as Jungkook palmed his hyung kindly through his skinny jeans.
"Jungkook-ah..." The older groaned, his hips involuntarily moving against the younger's hand. His erection grew harder with every stroke, Jimin desired to be touched. Jungkook pressed the boy harsher against the wall, as he pulled away for air.
"Yeah, Jimin-hyung?" The younger kissed his way down Jimin's bare chest, his touch sensual and sloppy—partially on the alcohol running through his system. Jungkook ran the tip of his tongue dangerously across the rim of Jimin's falling trousers, causing a warm rush to run through him.
"Please," He said in a hoarse whisper—Jungkook glanced up at him with a smirk playing his swollen lips.
"Please what, hyung?" He questioned the lustful boy, toying with the loosened buttons on Jimin's jeans. He slowly dragged the piece of clothing down. The smaller boy ran his teeth over his reddened lips, peering down at a smug looking Jungkook.
"Do... give... t-touch..." A spark flashed in Jungkook's eyes, as leaned in and mouthed Jimin's hard-on through his calvin klein boxers. Jimin staggered out a moan, cutting the rest of his train of thoughts. It was a pleasurable feeling, that he suddenly craved deeply more of.
"Fuck, Jungkook. Just—please,"
Jungkook relieved Jimin of his clothed cock, letting it penetrate the air and aim directly towards him. Already, leaking from the pink slit was pre-cum that begged to be cleaned. Jungkook carried a kitty lick to his base, Jimin's cock throbbing with need against his soft moist tongue.
"I need you." The aroused spoke in a sexual whine, Jungkook smiled momentarily before taking in his cock entirely. It touched the back of the younger's throat, resulting in a gag reflex. He let it slip out his mouth, sucking the tip tenderly. A high-pitched moan made its way out of Jimin, as he hands knotted themselves in Jungkook's black hair.
Jungkook groaned, gripping Jimin's hips as he began to glide his shaft in and out from between his lips. Jimin could feel his knees getting ready to buckle, his thighs shaking uncontrollably.
The pleasure was unexplainable.
Jungkook was doing all the work, driving and controlling the momento of his pace with Jimin as the stirring wheel.
Jimin felt his eyes roll back in his head, as he moaned his dongsaeng's name through his high. He shot his cum into Jungkook's mouth without warning, Jungkook swallowed, slipping Jimin's cock from out his mouth with a pop.
Jimin breathed heavily, pants bouncing amongst the non-soundproof walls. The alcohol had made his orgasm twice the strength it should be, both were unaware of how loud they have been.
"How'd I do, hyung?" Jungkook asked, cheekily. He eyed Jimin knowingly, a smirk tugging at his mouth. The other male shot him a breathtaking smile, pulling up his boxers and jeans. His traveled to Jungkook's bulge, it must had been painful to ignore.
"It's your turn." Jimin told him, capturing the boy's lips with drunken kisses. He planned to devour Jungkook wholely.
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this was my first smut done in ages, how was it? x
