Yoonmin- Delusions [M.YG • P.JM]

27- Shit

Yoongi's POV

As Hoseok drove us home, my mind couldn't help but flashback to our session.

"Do I just hold it like this?" Jimin's hand wrapped around my hard member, and his innocent expression only turned me on even more. I wanted to deprive him of his innocence. Was it selfish of me to want that?

Jimin began to experiment with the knowledge of it being done to him. He leaned forward and rested his elbow on the outside of my left thigh, his right hand beginning to pump me.

Instantly, I hiss at the feeling.

"H-Hyung! Are you okay?!"

I looked at the boy and caressed his cheek in my hand. "Don't worry about me, J, don't stop."

He bit his lip, almost unnoticeably, at the nickname I knew he loved to hear me call him. He resumed moving his hand up and down, at a torturous, slow pace. He was too hesitant.

"Don't be scared, I'll be alright. Don't you want to return the favor?"

He gulped and nodded his head and then did the unexpected.

As his hand continued to stroke, he suddenly closed his mouth around me. I was surprised at the action as it was very unlike him. I felt his tongue slide over, under, and all around. It made me dizzy. I threw my head back and let out a sigh of pleasure. He began bobbing his head, his teeth barely scratching. My tip against the roof of his mouth drove me crazy.

I ran my fingers through his hair and gripped onto his blonde locks. I urged him to take more of me by pulling him by his hair, but I was careful as I knew this was his first time. Hell, it was mine, too.

"Mmm," he hummed, the vibration causing a wave wash over me. He bobbed his head faster and he tried forcing my dick further into his mouth, almost touching the back of his throat. I'm surprised he hasn't gagged yet.

He pulled away and licked-

"So did you tell Jimin about the plan?" Hoseok asked, ending my flashback.

"Huh?" Then I remembered. "Oh, shit," I said, rubbing the right side of my face in frustration.

"Did something happen?" He asked concerned. "Actually, please don't answer that," he quickly said as he thought of the worst scenario which actually happened, fake-gagging.

I chuckled, and just answered, "Yeah. I just got a little distracted."

"A little?  You better hope he doesn't sneak into Jimin's room at night."

"Fuck!" I rested my head back on the headrest of the car seat. "If I find any new marks on him tomorrow, I swear-"

"Hyung, it's Saturday tomorrow."

"Aghh! Goddamit."

"It's okay. I gave Jimin an old flip phone for you two to talk. It only has a limited amount of money on it okay? So don't over use it. I told him to contact you if anything happens."

"Hobi, I- Thank you."

"Of course. Anything for Hyung and his boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend," I muttered.

"Well then what is he?"

He was right. What are we? We can't legally be together as he's still a minor, and even if he was 18, he's still my patient. The things we did today broke a whole lot of rules. But I don't regret anything we've done up until today.

A smile crept upon my face at the thought of him.

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(this was a continuation of the last chapter)