Your Blush Is My Favorite || vmin

your blush is my favorite

jimin thought taehyung looked the best like this.

doe brown eyes glossy with tears, lips bitten swollen, cheeks flushed from arousal. jimin thought he looked lovely.  

turning taehyung into nothing more than a blabbering mess of whines and low pitched moans was his favorite. until his mind was filled with nothing but him, jimin, jimin, jimin.

"no, no, no- please- why did you stop?" taehyung whined loudly, tears rolling down his cheeks.

jimin easily soothed a hand through the fringe flopping in his eyes before cupping his cheek. "baby's getting so worked up." his thumb rubbed across his bottom lip. jimin cooed when he subconsciously parted his swollen lips. "hm? we just started and you're already so desperate tae."

he whined, high pitched and squeezed his eyes shut. "no."

"no?"

"jus' wanna cum."

"i know you do, sweetheart." taehyung peered up with pitiful, glossy eyes. "but we can't have you cumming so soon." jimin faked a pout.  "still wanna play with my baby. you're gonna let me play with you, right baby?"

he arched his back as if giving jimin the permission to do whatever he wanted with him. and who was jimin to say no? "please, please- i'm a good boy. won't cum- won't cum unless you say. i can be good."

jimin cooed and leaned down to press a sweet kiss to his lips. he indulged him when taehyung deepened the kiss. "always my good boy." he pressed their foreheads together for a split second and pressed a light kiss to his lips. "you're always so good for me, taehyungie."

taehyung breathed out a sigh of bliss when jimin started rocking into him again. one of jimin's favorites things about him was how vocal he was. the sweetest moans would fall from his mouth and it would always encourage jimin. there weren't many times when taehyung was quiet, even when he thought he was.

"jimin, jimin - ahh- minnie." a sharp gasp tore through his body when jimin started to thrust against his prostate. "m'so full, gonna- gonna cum soon, minnie. wanna cum so bad." his whines gradually turned more frantic.

jimin groaned lowly when taehyung tightened around his cock. "look at you," he breathed out, hips still snapping at a brutal speed, "you're dripping, baby." taehyung glanced down and he was in fact leaking precum against his stomach. he whimpered at the sight. the head of his untouched cock was an angry red, demanding to be touched. "such a big cock, don't even know how to use it, hm?"

jimin teased his fingers along his shaft, tearing another whimper from him. "always have me do all the work while you lay there like a pillow princess." he finally wrapped his hand around his shaft. "just good for taking cock and that's it. isn't that right?"

jimin gave him a lazy stroke when he mumbled something incoherently. "hm? what was that, princess?"

"your cock." he licked his dry lips. "jus' your cock." jimin hummed, almost bored, but the twitch against taehyung's prostate was evident.

"i guess it can't be helped." he sighed. "baby wouldn't even know what to do if i gave him the chance to fuck something other than my fist."

"minnie," he sobbed out a moan, stomach clenching with arousal. "i can, baby can."

"yeah? baby thinks he can make me feel good?" jimin started to relentlessly pound into taehyung's hole. "you can't even answer my question, tae."

"m'sorry," he cried, "m'sorry, jus' feels so good. wanna cum so bad." his hands scrambled for something to grab, anything. jimin easily slid his hands into his while keeping up his thrusts. "please, please, please. i can't, i can't, s'too much-"