𝚈𝙼𝙽𝚂 ☆彡

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Summary:
Jimin rides Yoongi, but people kept coming in.
(this deleted so now I have to re write it, great).
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Edited.
Double edited: 7/16/20
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"Y-Yoongi," Jimin stuttered with a following moan. He pointed to the bed a few feet away from the pair, as Yoongi kept sucking on his neck. The wet noises filled the room just a few seconds after before he broke it.

"Alright," Yoongi agreed, not needing to ask what the younger meant. He picked up his boyfriend, in bridal-style and placed him on his bed. The bed lowered slowly and creaked a little.

He then put his hand up Jimins shirt, the cloth engulfing the elder's hand but stopped almost instantly.

"Why'd you stop?" Jimin was confused, wanting more.

The boy was a mess. Jimin's hair all ruffled up, messy, his neck filled with freshly made hickeys and the older's wet saliva, his clothes in a mess, and his face, oh god, he looked as if he made out with someone - which is what the two had just did.

"I want you," Yoongi leaned down toward the boy's ear, in a whisper he continued, "to ride me," he ended his sentence with a slight lewd noise. His hand crept out of the boy's shirt and just smirked.

Jimin gulped as a shiver went down his spine, that was hot.

Yoongi proceeded to sit up against his head board, and placed Jimin on his lap, not wanting to waste a second longer.
He put one hand on his boyfriends waist, straddling him and the other hand up Jimins shirt, on his nipple, teasing it, while kissing his neck.

He went from multiple soft kisses, to the most sinful ones.

"Ah hyung," Jimin moaned in pleasure a little, "s-stop teasing me, please."

The small teasings caused Jimin to get even more aroused as he started grinding on Yoongi lap, making him groan at the friction.

Actions speak more than words, as the two then took off their clothes but their shirt in a quick instants, with no words exchanged.

Jimin was about to sit on Yoongi further but Yoongi stopped him. He held his index finger on Jimin's lip gently, feeling he wet saliva on the younger's lips.

"Not yet," Yoongi he shook his finger slowly to indicate a 'no.'

"Why not?" Jimin pouted cutely. "I like it rough, if you're thinking about hurting me-"

"I gotta get you prepped first, baby boy." Yoongi interrupted in a whisper. "You know that," he added softly.

With another whine coming from Jimin, Yoongi held up three fingers in front of the others face.

Yoongi nodded as if to say, you know what to do.

The boy took the older's fingers into his own and that's when all the sinfulness started if it hadn't

"Ah," Jimin moaned into the elder's hands. His back was arched and continued sucking Yoongi's slime fingers. Jimin stopped to catch his breath.

He panted as his eyes gleamed at the saliva stringers from one finger to another. It turned the latter on even more if that was possible.

"Ready?" Yoongi growler with a glance at his slathered finger.

Jimin nodded as he felt something go up him.

"Ah!" Jimin moaned in pain.

Jimin didn't even have time to adjust to the singular finger in his arse as he felt Yoongi's index finger thrust in and out. "Yoongi!" Jimin mewled at the slight plain and pleasure combo.