CamBoy Jimin x Yoongi

30

Inside his room, Yoongi leaned back against the closed door and put a hand to his chest in an attempt to stop his heart from bursting out of it. Jimin seriously looked so good in his hoodie.
Images from the night before flashed through his mind -- Jimin's lips - soft and warm; his hands - small and gentle; his fingers tickling across his skin; his breath - hot against his ear; their bodies moving together to a rhythm only they could hear; Jimin's soft moans...

Yoongi acted without thinking, spinning around and pulling the door back open. He found Jimin inches from his face, hand raised as though he was about to knock.
They stared at each other for a heartbeat.
Neither of them could remember who moved first, but they were suddenly kissing and pulling at each other's clothes, moving towards the bed, each kiss more desperate than the last.