Finding Bottom

Perfect Couple [M M M]

Yoongi POV

Jimin was panting. "What's the matter, Baby?" He sat up effortlessly, his beautiful abs contracting with the motion. He touched my shoulder, grounding me. "Do you want a different position?"

"No." I shook my head. "I...I don't know how to explain this." I was stumbling over my words. "Jimin... this doesn't feel right."

"What?" His eyes widened, almost looking scared, scrambling to move closer to me.

"Ohgod. No, Angel." I tried to sooth him with kisses. "Don't be alarmed." I pulled him closer to me. "Jimin, I still want to do this. Fuck do I want to do this. But, Angel, I – I want you to fuck me."

He looked at my shocked. "Um. Yoongi. If you want to switch, we can do that next time. This time is for you." He rubbed my side, providing comfort, understanding, concern, and every other emotion that is simply just a part of his nature.

"No." I said shaking my head again, and then continued through a smile, "I seem to be saying that word a lot right now. What I mean is ... I thought your logic made sense before." I stopped to kiss his chest. "But Jimin I want you inside of me to replace the bad memories." I stopped again to kiss his neck. "Like I said, I don't really know how to explain it, but as soon as I was inside you, I realized that it didn't feel right for our first time." I kissed his chin. "I want to show you that I trust you just as much as you trust me. That I am comfortable handing over the control that I thought I needed to clutch so tightly." I kissed his left cheek. "Please fuck me, Jimin." I kissed his right cheek. "Fuck me Jimin." I kissed his lips and lingered there. "Will you, Jimin?" I kissed his lips again. "Fuck me, Jimin?"

Jimin spoke haltingly, "Every time you say my name, I get harder." He moaned when I started playing with his nipple piercing. "Yoongi, I didn't know it was possible, but you're making me want you more."

"Just from a little nipple play?" I teased, increasing my attention to his nipple.

"Yoongi," he whined, "You know what I mean."

I laughed, wanting to tease him further, instead stopping my motions and kissing him. "I trust you Angel. I've already told you that. I know you'll make me feel pleasured and cared for." I handed him the lube. "Prepare me, Jimin."

He took the tube from me with shaky hands. "Yoongi ..." his voice trailed off. "You made me feel so good. What if I make our first time horrible for you?" he asked, voicing his darkest concern.

I looked at him fondly. "Then we try again. Just know that I'll never get enough of you. I'll forever want more of you."

"Promise?" he asked, needing extra reassurance.

I kissed him again. "Always." I couldn't keep my hands off him, my fingers twitching to feel him again. I ran my hand along his muscled leg, leaning into the kiss, deepening it.

Jimin responded in kind, trailing his fingers lightly from my shoulders, down my sides, grasping my hips to pull me closer and grind against me. I could feel a switch flipped in him once we started grinding; his sweetness and uncertainty were replaced with a hunger, a self-confidence that I've seen before when we were pleasuring each other. He quickly flipped us, laying me down under him, kissing down my body, a growl springing from his throat as he lingered in some places to nip lightly.

His face was level with my cock, but he didn't touch me, instead swerving to kiss and bite my inner thighs, ratcheting up my desire. From our time in the shower, I remembered just what his tongue could do seconds before he grabbed my knees, forcing them toward my shoulders as he curled my body in on itself and quickly found my hole with his tongue.