The Pilot || MinJoon

Chapter 12

"I want your hands on my body, please," Jimin implored.

Drawing in a shaky breath, Namjoon tenderly caressed the younger's face and leaned in to kiss his swollen lips. 

"That's all you want, baby? You sure about that?" the pilot rasped in between sweet pecks. "I don't know what the hell I'm doing, but I can give you more than just my touch. "

"Namjoon, I just want you to caress me. You have no idea how much I thought about your beautiful hands all over my body," Jimin said breathlessly. To emphasize his point, the younger took the pilot's hand and pressed a kiss onto his palm. 

Chuckling, Namjoon pulled Jimin close, reveling in the feel of his warm body against his own. The cabin felt cool as the airconditioner was still running, and the pouring rain outside the plane blurred the scenery outside the window, making them feel like they were safely cocooned in their own world. 

"Alright, lie down baby," the raven-haired boy said, lying alongside Jimin so he could look into the young CEO's face while he thoroughly caressed him.

Propping himself on his arm, he brought his hand to the younger's head, gently running his fingers through the soft, silver hair. Jimin closed his eyes in content, and Namjoon took that as a cue to further explore the boy's face with his hand.

Keeping his touch feather-light, he traced the boy's features, his fingers ghosting over Jimin's eyelids, thumbs rubbing soothing circles on his cheeks, fingertips sliding across the smooth, pulpy fullness of the younger's lips. 

"That feels so good," Jimin breathed. 

"And you're so beautiful," Namjoon answered before kissing Jimin's slightly parted lips. 

Fingers caressing Jimin's throat now, he slowed his movements, fingertips sliding down the boy's smooth skin. The younger slightly shivered at Namjoon's touch, and his skin pebbled once  the pilot's fingers started gliding across his pecs.

Jimin's breathing became shallow as Namjoon teased his nipples, causing the pink buds to tighten and stiffen underneath his fingertips. 

"Damn baby, you're so perfect, so fucking responsive to my touch," the pilot said in a seductive tone while playing with the younger's nipples. "Want more of this?"

"Yes," Jimin choked out, aching to feel more of the elder's hands on his body. 

Namjoon's hand skimmed downwards, tracing the contours of the boy's defined abs. Glancing at Jimin's crotch, he could see that the boy's erection was starting to strain against the fabric of his briefs.

Slowly, oh so slowly, the pilot caressed Jimin's hard penis over his underwear, making the younger whimper with need.

"Baby," Jimin whimpered. "Joonie..."

"Use your words, gorgeous. Tell me what you need and I'll give it to you," Namjoon said in a voice that was barely above a whisper. 

Much as he was feeling turned on by Jimin's responsiveness, he was also feeling incredibly tender upon hearing the the nickname given to him by the beautiful boy.  He wanted nothing more than to make Jimin feel exquisitely, achingly, good. 

"Your hand. On my cock. Please baby, I want it so bad," Jimin begged. 

Wordlessly, Namjoon reached for the band of Jimin's briefs and pulled it down, freeing the boy's aching cock from the confines of his underwear.

Gazing ravenously at Jimin's dick, Namjoon felt a strong need to mouth the boy's stunning erection. 

Though he wasn't as thick or as long as the pilot, Jimin's cock was still impressively sized. It curved upwards, the tip just resting slightly above his navel. And while his penis wasn't veined, it was smooth and had a pinkish tone that made it look so pretty, and Namjoon wanted to lavish it with kisses and long licks.