Sugarella |Yoonmin| completed

👠Chapter 4 👠

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Yoongi feels the door to Jimin's chambers cold against his back as Jimin pins him to the metal surface. The sensation just causes Yoongi's hardening cock to throb.  Jimin's eyes soften and darken as his breaths fan minty on Yoongi's lips. Yoongi's hands are clamped above him as Jimin leaves a stream of kisses along his neck, it's painful. The wait. But the attention is enticing, Yoongi allows his body to sink into Jimin's addictive kisses.

"Jimin," Yoongi gasps.

And he feels Jimin's smile stretch on the surface of his neck. He had found Yoongi's soft spot.

"I know I just met you," Jimin whispers as he gently nips love bites along Yoongi's neck, he inches away to look into Yoongi's eyes, his hair was ruffled from Yoongi tugging at it, "But I can't find it in me to stop."

Yoongi nods desperately, he hushes Jimin with a kiss before looking into his eyes again. "Please- don't," he whines. 

The door clicks open and Jimin leads Yoongi through it, their hands intertwined, and Yoongi held onto the remains of his baby pink dress. Firstly, Yoongi notices the four grand chandeliers that were displayed on the ceiling, its gold metal drapes towards Yoongi as he looks up at them. Secondly, his the vision falls on the soft fabric of the expensive purple carpet with golden extravagant swirls, they feel soft as the make contact with his feet. Yoongi didn't know where his glass sliders went to, but he was easily distracted by Jimin carrying him bridal style towards the king sized bed, it's violet velvet sheets waiting to be disarranged.

The room had a theme of royal purple and gold, the sheets looked like they have been pressed and ironed everyday. And the silver candle holder was thoroughly polished. The room was large, like the size of the whole dorm back in the real world and walking to the bed was painfully slow.

Jimin's chest is firm and Yoongi's arms are wrapped around Jimin's neck for support. Yoongi's breathing continues to hitch as he watches Jimin run his tongue along his bottom tongue. The creamy pink dress, the yellow satin camisole and Jimin's clothes, he needed everything off. Yoongi needed Jimin's body firmly on him.

And maybe it wasn't just this story, maybe in real life too.

Yoongi's dress was down to it's last layer, a thin silk gown over his skin. The material so shear you could see the details of his bulge as it aches for the prince's attention. And Jimin can see Yoongi's petite body through it, he places Yoongi gently on the bed for a few more moments because Jimin's never seen someone as mesmerising in all of the kingdom.

Heat rises to Yoongi's cheeks, as he watches Jimin slip his clothes off, impatient, Yoongi crawls towards him and tugs shyly at Jimin's trousers.

"umm," Yoongi blushes, because he knows what he wants, but he feels too embarrassed to say it out in the open.

A simple push and Yoongi finds himself pinned onto the bed. His gown slides down his thigh as Jimin places his hand on Yoongi's leg teasingly finding his ways to Yoongi's inner thigh. Yoongi doesn't have a chance gasp as the sensation tickles up and down his spine. Jimin's lips retuned to blissfuly abuse Yoongi's thinly pressed lips.

The bells stop chiming in the kingdom and the last of Yoongi's clothes disappear before Jimin.

Jimin's eyes wander as he looks over Yoongi's fair body, his petite waist and his slender arms. "You're beautiful."

And no, Yoongi thinks. 'Jimin is the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.'

Yoongi's eyes gloss over Jimin's toned chest, his hands roam over them, fingers grazing over his torso, and the fine line leading to his crotch, and this is everything he expected. But more. So much more.

The candles are blown out as if by magic and with the moonlight shining through the windows, Yoongi hoped, that his redding face is hidden in the shadows.

He never imagined kissing Jimin would feel this good, the prince's peppermint flavoured lips left Yoongi craving for more, as the thought slips through his mind, another moan follows because Jimin has already pulled off his trousers and hastily thrown to the side. Yoongi's arms are pinned on either side of his head as tongues gliding over each other with Yoongi pushing himself up against Jimin.

And there is something so sexy about the way Jimin makes Yoongi feel as Jimin's body presses roughly against Yoongi in a desperate manner. The moans continue to slip out as Jimin's lips makes their way to Yoongi's aching cock.

The Prince licks the base of Yoongi's cock as his hands roll the lubricant over Yoongi's length, it's repetition sending Yoongi waves of pleasure as he struggles to overcome his upcoming dry orgasm.  

Jimin's lips lick a strip on Yoongi's hole in a teasing manner causing Yoongi to arch his back upwards as his hands find Yoongi's hair to tug on. "Please Jimin."

Yoongi feels pathetic to beg. He doesn't do it for any other members, but he finds himself constantly begging when it comes to Jimin. Whether that's aloud or in his mind.

But Yoongi was anything but quiet about his needs, he didn't know what got into him  but his hidden passion for Jimin's affection turned quickly into greed and Yoongi keeps getting bolder as he feels Jimin place a finger inside him.

But Yoongi needed more, he wanted to be connected to Jimin.

And now rather than later.

It's teasing, and "Jimin," continues to fall repeatedly from Yoongi's lips. He looks up to find Jimin smirking at him, hair ruffled it's so sexy as it falls down almost covering Jimin's deep brown eyes. But in the brief moment that Yoongi was looking, he could tell from Jimin's increasingly darkening eyes that he was feeling the same aching lust, and they both needed release.

"We don't have to do this Sugarella" Jimin growls lowly as his eyes flicker between Yoongi's pleading eyes.

And Jimin can call him whatever he wants, his want for Jimin to fill him up increases by the second.

Yoongi nods slightly "But I want to," he breathes and Jimin uses this as consent to slip inside Yoongi.

It hurts instantly, just as much as the waiting, but all pain dissolves into bliss as Jimin bites small kisses along Yoongi's neck, his lips follow. And when Yoongi feels Jimin's naked body pressed against him, it's so easy to forget his mission here.

If he even had one.

Jimin seems to know what he's doing as the continuous thrusts make delicious contact with Yoongi's prostrate. Yoongi's hands grip onto the sheets and his moans numb into Jimin's lips. He can't help but feel embarrass for being so needy and his cheeks continue to flush red. And it only seemed to fuel the passion within Jimin as his fingers find the palm of Yoongi's hand. It easily feels right for their fingers to weave together, despite being strangers.

Yoongi mumbles incoherent words as Jimin's skilful lips press onto Yoongi's slightly parted ones. Yoongi feels himself running towards his climax as Jimin thrusts speed rhythmically into him.

And he could continue to pinch himself, but this is real, drowning pathetically in need for Jimin's cock.

Whether it's fantasy or real life, nothing was really different from him and Sugarella.

A thick layer of sweat is the only thing that distances Yoongi from Jimin, his neck rolls back as Jimin buries more kisses along his jaw. And gosh, kissing Jimin is absolutely Euphoric.

As their climax collide, Yoongi finds the orgasm Jimin gives him addictive.

And no, he doesn't really know how this fairy tale will go.

But his happily ever after started tonight.

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I don't really know what kind of smut I was going for 😔🙃🙃 sorry 😭😭