nammin | his piercing

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author : roughjhs on ao3
minjoon
| jimin gets a dick piercing and namjoon lets him top for the first time

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It had been too long since Jimin had came. Once he had decided to get that dick piercing he wanted, it was a no sex, no touch, no cum for four weeks. And he hated it. He hated every moment of it.

Every moment where Namjoon looked so good and had him feeling some type of way. He hated seeing Namjoon come out of the shower, water droplets attached to his body, chest exposed and only the thin towel wrapped around his torso stopping Jimin from jumping him. He hated seeing Namjoon sweaty after an intense workout, sweat and water making his shirt stick to his god sculpted body. He hated seeing Namjoon sleep shirtless next to him in bed, as he innocently slept, yet all Jimin wanted to do was to latch his legs around his thigh and ride himself to an orgasm. And god Jimin especially hated coming back home to hear Namjoon jerking off in their room.

It had been four weeks now, he had been counting. Jimin suspected that Namjoon had forgotten, or was too busy to do anything intimate with Jimin. Besides, it was always Jimin who initiated the sex, whether it be him placing his hand on Namjoon's thighs, or approaching him and hugging him from behind and whining. Almost 9/10 times it was Jimin. He found it cute, how much Namjoon acted like a baby boy, yet he still took control of their bedroom activities.

That's why when Jimin saw, no, he heard Namjoon's moans coming from their bedroom, he was caught off guard, shocked, and becoming increasingly horny. He took his shoes off quietly and locked their apartment door in the same manner, as if trying to keep his presence unknown so he could surprise Namjoon.

He approached their bedroom, the sound of Namjoon's pants and groans becoming increasingly louder, until Jimin twisted the door knob, and pushed the door open, to his surprise finding Namjoon fucking up into his own hand, with two fingers in his own hole. It looked like just two fingers was enough for Namjoon, and the sight made Jimin's cock twitch against his jeans.

When Namjoon finally registered that he had been caught in the middle of something he shouldn't have, he shot up quickly, and tried to pull the blankets over his exposed body. He was panting and his pupils had darkened.

"H-hey Jimin." He stuttered, unsure on what to say to make the situation better. "You're home early." He noted, trying to give him a small smile. Jimin on the other hand had started to unbutton his shirt. As soon as he had seen what he saw, he knew that he wanted to fuck Namjoon, if never again, at least now.

"What are you doing, Namjoon?" Jimin asked. He eyed the other man hungrily, and took off his shirt. He came closer to the bed and pushed the blankets off Namjoon's body, instead using his own body to straddle his waist.

"I-Nothing." Namjoon stuttered, avoiding Jimin's gaze. The younger noticed this, and used his index finger to place them under the elder's chin to make him look at him. He didn't say anything though, just raised one eyebrow and silently demanded Namjoon to explain.

"Okay, okay." He breathed, resting his head against the headboard. He wasn't good at hiding things, especially not when Jimin looked at him like that. "It was Jin's idea." He admitted, the colour of his face steadily darkening as Jimin urged him to continue explaining. He was running his hands along Namjoon's bare chest, rocking himself gently as he listened. "He said that I should try fingering myself because it felt weird in a good day, and I guess I just extremely missed you today." He explained, head slightly cocked to the side, studying Jimin's facial expressions the entire time he spoke.

Jimin just hummed a response and continued to toy around with Namjoon's body, from running his fingers around his nipples, to moving them to run his thumb across his bottom lip. Namjoon was evidently shivering at the impact the younger's slight touch had on him, and was anxiously anticipating what he was going to say.

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