Hello, Hello (Tell Me What You Want Right Now)

Yoonmin I

Yoongi has Jimin on his knees, chest and face pressing into the bedding with a pillow under his hips to help keep him propped up. The man in question has his face buried between Jimin's cheeks, licking and delving into his hole like it was his damn job. Jimin produces a lot of slick naturally, but Yoongi's tongue continues to coax more and more out of him. Jimin feels like he's losing his mind, burning up from the inside out with arousal.

"Hyung, p-please..." Jimin whimpers, wanting more. But Yoongi is more than content where he is, and continues teasing the poor Omega into oblivion. He pulls back just slightly to lick with the flat of his tongue from Jimin's balls up to the small of his back, scooping up the pooling slick along the way. Jimin keens, grip tightening in the sheets by his head and hips kicking forward. Yongi grips his waist, hard, and jerks Jimin back toward his face, tongue spearing inside of him once again.

Jimin moans at the feeling, fighting the urge to just hump the pillow and Yoongi's face. Yoongi had told him to stay still at the beginning of this, but it was so hard. It felt amazing, of course, but it seemed like it was building to nowhere, not enough stimulation to tip him over the edge.

Yoongi pulls away completely, groaning deep in his chest. Jimin whines at the loss, but the reverberations from Yoongi's moan travel all the way up his spine, making him shiver. "God, Jiminie," Yoongi says, voice deep and rougher than normal. "I could eat you out forever. I'd live off your slick if I could.

As nice of a thought as it is, Jimin just really want to cum right now. He raises up onto shaky elbows, looking over his shoulder. Yoongi's pupils are blown wide, from arousal and all the pheromones from Jimin's slick. The entire lower half of his face is shiny with it, some even smeared up his nose and onto his forehead. The sight makes arousal throb low in his belly, slick pulsing out of his hole and his little cock leaking into the pillow beneath him.

"Fuck, look at you." Yoongi spreads his ass cheeks with both hands, watching as the slick slides down his perineum towards his balls. "Leaking all pretty for me. You're so good for Alpha."

"Alpha~" Jimin whines, dropping back down onto the bed. "P-please. I n-need you-" Jimin breaks off when Yoongi presses a thumb into his perineum, short-circuiting his brain. Its so close to where he wants it. He wants to feel Yoongi inside him, fingers curling and finding that sweet spot that his tongue can't reach.

"Need me to what, hm?" Yoongi rubs his thumb around slowly, slick coating it quickly.

"In me," Jimin pants. "Please, Yoongi, I-I need you in me."

Yoongi hums like he's considering something. "What if I want you to come off my tongue, huh? I know you could do it."

Jimin simpers. "B-but, Alpha," I can't, he wants to say. I need more. He's cut off by Yoongi slapping his ass cheek with his freehand.

"Jimin," Yoongi slips easily into his Alpha voice. "You either cum this way, or not at all. You decide." And then he's going back in with his tongue, lapping up the slick he's missed. Then he plunges into Jimin's hole, stroking his walls before coming back and pressing a sucking, open mouthed kiss to it.

Jimin whines, high and airy, burying his face into the crook of his elbow. He's been on edge for so long now, but he just. He needs more, but Yoongi doesn't seem keen on giving it to him.

So he thinks. He thinks about Yoongi's fingers, curling inside of him. He thinks of Yoongi fucking him hard in their bed, in the shower, anywhere and everywhere. He thinks about Yoongi's voice whispering filth into his ear as he thrusts into him.

He thinks of Yoongi's knot, hot and pulsing in his little hands. He thinks of how it would feel in him, plugging him up, even though they haven't gotten to that point quite yet. He thinks of sucking Yoongi's cock, taking it deep in his throat, tongue laving the length, weight heavy in his mouth.

He thinks of everything that could ever turn him on. Yoongi gripping the back of his neck, bruising his hips, biting his thighs. Yoongi licks at the scent glands going up his neck, not daring to bite bite but coming daringly close. Yoongi, Yoongi, Yoongi,

It works. It's a steep climb, but fuck, it works. Yoongi seems to sense that he's closer to the edge, tongue moving faster and lips coming into play more. Jimin mewl, losing thought and starting to hump back into Yoongi's face, cock dragging along the pillow. Yoongi allows him to this time, hands moving to Jimin's thighs to give him room to move.

"Yoongi," Jimin cries. "A-Alpha, please, I'm s-so close."

Yoongi comes away just enough to say. "Cum for me, Omega."

And Jimin does, cum spurting from his cock and into the poor, desecrated pillow and slick pulsing from his hole and onto Yoongi's tongue. Jimin practically screams through it all, overwhelmed. Heat flashes across his entire body, leaving him weak and satisfied. He barely has the since of mine to feel Yoongi move, suddenly kneeling up between Jimin's legs. He presses Jimin's ass cheeks together with his hands, thrusting his hard cock between them with Jimin's slick easing the way. Whines punch out of Jimin with every thrust, oversensitive and tingly.

A few thrusts in and Yoongi as groaning, cumming across Jimin's back in high arcs.

Jimin collapses onto the bed, Yoongi falling close behind him. Jimin uses the last of his energy, to roll over, not really caring that he's spreading Yoongi's cum across the sheets. They need to change them, anyway. He throws an arm haphazardly over Yoongi's waist, wanting to be close but to weak to follow through. He hears Yoongi chuckle, and his Alpha threads his fingers through Jimin's hair, stroking the sweaty strands. "I told you you could do it." Yoongi says smugly. Jimin can hear the damn smirk hiding there.

"Fuck you," He breathes, no heat behind it. Yoongi laughs again, fingers tightening slightly. Jimin smiles as he drifts off to sleep.