That One Popular Kid | Yoonmin

Chapter 14

~Jimin's POV~

The next morning, I woke up to a loud thud and a groan. I sat up groggily and looked over the side of the bed, to see a naked Yoongi sitting on the floor and holding his head.

"F-Fuck..." He groaned quietly, under the impression I was still asleep. I smirked.

His first hangover.

"Are you okay, daddy?" I mumbled, making him whip around to look at me. He blushed whenever he saw me propped up on one of my elbows and watching him with a smirk. I stretched and yawned before I crawled out from under the blanket. I pushed myself up and out of bed, ignoring the headache I had. I limped over to the spot in front of Yoongi, while he sat admiring my body.

"You okay?" I asked as I crouched down in front of him. "You drank a lot last night."

He blushed and nodded slightly, but immediately regretted it and held his head. I cooed and gently kissed his forehead, before I helped him to stand and sit back on the bed. "It's okay, honey. What were you getting out of bed for, anyway? I'll do it for you."

"To get dressed before you woke up." He mumbled as I sat down next to him. "I don't remember what happened last night, but waking up naked doesn't sound like a good sign."

"It's a good sign to me." I mumbled, leaning forward a pecking his cheek. "You, my good sir, had a lot of sex last night. And you were the best top I've ever had. Ten out of ten, wish you would let me ride again. And that says a lot, since I don't fuck the same guy twice."

He blushed, and averted his gaze. "So...I'm not a virgin anymore. I'm assuming it was you I had sex with?" He mumbled.

"Yup." I said, placing my hand on his thigh and squeezing a bit. "For a virgin, you were surprisingly good. And you were drunk--I wonder how much of a daddy you are when you're sober?" I slid my hand upward a bit, and smirked whenever I heard his breath hitch whenever I touched his limp dick. I bit my lip and smiled whenever I could feel it getting harder in my hand, and with a few pumps of encouragement, he was hard. I smirked at Yoongi, who blushed and avoided my gaze.

"U-Umm..." He hesitantly looked at me as he squirmed uncomfortably. I gave him an innocent smile and crawled into his lap, straddling his thighs and rubbed my own hardening dick against his.

"Problem?" I mumbled as I gave him a lap dance. I narrowed my eyes playfully whenever I heard a tiny grunt from him, before he grabbed my hips and stopped their movement.

"Jimin--last night was a mistake. We shouldn't have done that." He said, making me pause and frown.

"I mean...I have no regrets. Do you?"

He considered it. "Well, no...but it was still a mistake."

"If neither of us have any regrets, then how is it a mistake? I thoroughly enjoyed being your bottom, and you can't tell me you didn't enjoy my tight asa. Or do I need to remind you of the feeling?" Without warning to him, I shoved my ass into his dick. I smirked whenever his breath hitched whenever I slipped his tip past my entrance, and all the way down until I sat on his hips with him buried deep inside me. He watched me with wide eyes as I began to roll my hips on his, making his length slip in and out of me at a painfully slow pace. I smirked whenever I heard a quiet groan from him, which encouraged me to move faster until I was bouncing on his dick with him guiding my hips. I let out quiet whimpers each time my hips slammed down on his, all the way until I gasped and came on his abs. I tried to muffle my moans as he kept moving my hips, trying to get to his own high. He grunted before I felt him spill his cum inside. A few seconds later of him going limp beneath me and panting quietly, I slipped him out and laid down between his legs, licking my cum off of him. He watched me as my tongue traced his abs, until I had all of the cum in my mouth. I looked him in the eyes when I swallowed it, and smirked whenever I saw his dick twitch.