#jimsu smut

[derireo-galge]

Drunk and Slow | 3k | jimsu✍️🏼

A joint corporate party in a hotel brings bonuses to the employees of both partnership companies, because both alpha Jimin and vampire Yoongi attend it in hopes of seeing each other again.

futa yoongi | yoonmilkers! | secret relationship | biting, feeding (vampire) | being drunk on blood | consensual sex | ass eating | scenting | knotting

They kind of were news of the year in a small business world. Of course, for two companies of not that big of a size to partner on several projects was already a big deal in this competitive ocean. Fortunately the bosses never hesitated to spend money on celebratory corporate parties that kept the employees happy and grateful which was just a great way of stimulating the working class. And the working conditions and benefits were improving and getting bigger, as they should.

[ fed and knotted series ]

Of course those gatherings weren't perfect but for many it was a good way to meet all the employees of their own company. The workers mingled with various folks and exchanged juicy rumors and surely for some of the employees it was a chance to meet the people from the other company, share the experience and get acquainted with further mutual benefit for themselves.

For Yoongi and Jimin it was a perfect opportunity to see each other again. They met up casually, mostly during those corporate parties. They would socialize or not, depending on which of them to talk about and after a while when their colleagues would start getting slightly tipsy, they would disappear somewhere secluded and convenient to spend time just between them two.

Yoongi noted that the hotel was much nicer than the previous time they had the same event. The food was definitely not better but that was the disease of all corporate parties so he wasn't bothered that much, never mind that he could easily nourish himself by coming home to a stored bunch of bloodbags and feast all night long if he so wanted.

Yoongi smelt the alpha the moment he entered the room and spotted him with his own eyes a bit later. His figure attracted attention even from the distance, even from the other side of the room. The proud set of his shoulders and head held high was so obviously screaming young alpha that the vampire chuckled in his glass of juice. It was fun watching the wolf almost circling him judging by the trajectories he was choosing to walk by. Ah, so Yoongi was the prey tonight? He might play into it, if it gets them two together in a confined space again.

He was sure Jimin smelt him even before he did but they patiently waited until at least an hour was up since beginning of the party, abiding by the unspoken rule they had between each other. Yoongi needed no labels, at least not yet, preferring to take their meetings as gifts given him by chance. It's been rather long since he indulged in anything with another person before meeting the alpha and he preferred not to think about where this might lead. Emotional investment always came with a price and was quite a hard work for him so for now he enjoyed meeting the young man exactly like this. The fact they had to be discreet was too a good bonus. It was thrilling.

The vampire wasn't happy with himself, to be exact with the way he looked today. His clothes were simple and he was pretty content with that, having brand new black jeans with fashionable rips and fishnet tights underneath. They were topped off with an oversized sweater that was swallowing him whole, giving him innocent look, sort of. The rest he didn't choose that precisely.

His washing machine decided to act up and Yoongi couldn't prepare one of his best lingerie sets on time, swarmed with work and his current project on the side. He didn't like hot having enough time and opportunities to get ready. He put together the first clean set of underwear that he managed to grab of the drying rack. It was a simple bra, grey with a white elastic band and matching panties, kind of what he used for sports sometime. His chest still looked really nice in it but somehow he felt like he wasn't one hundred percent prepared to get naked in front of his casual lover.

Not that these efforts were for himself exclusively: the idea of getting dolled up for someone else was nice too. The well thought through outfits gave him all the confidence he needed to feel better, to be more initiative. Probably today he could simply let go and forget about such non meaningful things.

Also, picking his best lingerie pieces in hopes to be extra praised by his casual lover screamed something eery similar to commitment and it was a hard topic for him. Way back when he was just a fledgling still he dreamt of finding a mate, one and only, someone he could bond with for life. But as years passed he has seen way too many tragic stories that put him off of those dreams and made him hesitate to even simply date, like humans do.

Yoongi already stopped himself a couple of times to bite on his nails from being so unsettled. He preferred to have everything planned and even his endeavors with the young alpha were considered sort of negotiated. He breathed in deeply through his nose and exhaled through the mouth. He needed to calm down because Jimin, being the alpha he was, could smell his state and start fretting like he sometimes did, most likely instinctively. Just when he thought about the younger again, Yoongi sensed him coming closer and closer from behind. It wasn't his steps but rather his heavenly scent that became more intense in the air.

"There's my beautiful vampling hyung".

Jimin's low whisper sounded from the side, very close to Yoongi's ear, fanning his sensitive skin with his warm breath. Yoongi shivered and slightly turned his head to the side.

"And here's my handsome alpha", he drawled just as quietly.

Yoongi felt the breath on his nape and wished more than anything to feel those plush lips on his skin. But in any case they stayed in an appropriate line of behavior as they quietly conversed. It was a game they played, the one they enjoyed a little too much. It made him forget about difficult topics looming over his head, the stereotypical and artificially cultivated need to have everything figured out in his life.

"Enjoying the party?" the wolf asked.

"Not really", Yoongi answered, "I already did almost everything I was planning for this evening".

"And what else is it that you need to do?"

"Oh, do you want to know? An alpha, maybe?" he said playfully, low enough for no one to be able to decipher his exact words.

There weren't many people around where they were talking anyway because Yoongi never stayed next to the tables where he picked his drinks from in order to avoid conversations about nothing. The only one he was interested in truly was standing right there, next to him.

"If so then you can freely do it in the comfort of one of the rooms?"

Yoongi turned around at that.

'Have you checked in?" he asked and Jimin discreetly showed him a key card that he was holding in his hand. "Oh, the alpha wants to be fed on so bad?"

The vampire saw the way Jimin's nostrils flared. He was sure the scent he started to emit was strongly affected by his arousal. Yoongi loved taunting him, loved the teasing, knowing how much ahe alpha loved when he behaved like that.

"You're a tempter".

"That I am", Yoongj agreed somewhat with pride, touching Jimin's wrist subtly, searching for the gland there and rubbinb over it.

They walked out of the hall one by one and Yoongi joined the younger who was waiting for him next to the elevators. On the way up Jimin tentatively touched his hand and Yoongi squeezed it tighter with his. The room was spacious and the bed was big and comfortable. The first thing the vampire did was drawing the curtains close and switching on the bedside lights. Immediately the atmosphere changed.

Yoongi didn't get to turn around because strong arms weaved around his waist and Jimin's nose pressed to his neck and he inhaled. The elder tilted his head, giving the alpha more room for scenting. He didn't have to ask, he knew how much Yoongi liked to be scented, to smell his lover on himself for hours after they parted ways.

"Hungry?" Jimin asked softly.

"A bit", Yoongi admitted.

There, in the hall, among both their teams they felt audacious, ready to tease and seduce. But when they eventually were left one on one in a closed space today, everything became slower, more sensual. Jimin left a trail of gentle kisses on Yoongi's neck, travelled lower to the wide neck of the oversized sweater and even lower after pulling it slightly down. He flicked the tip of his tongue over the sharp collarbone and Yoongi decided he couldn't go exactly that slow.

He turned around in a half circle that Jimin's arm on his waist formed and found the younger's lips with his. There was something akin to lightness that spread through him along with the familiar smell and pulsing of the warm wolf blood. It was relief. Yoongi didn't want to admit just how much he missed this feeling when they were kissing, touching each other without restrictions of the public eye.

Yoongi weaved his arms around Jimin's neck and the younger effortlessly lifted him up in his arms, marveling at how strong yet dainty the vampire was. He stepped back towards the bed and controlling his body perfectly, lowered them both on the mattress. Yoongi straddled his hips and kept on kissing his lover, exploring his hot mouth with his tongue. It was getting hotter under the layer of clothes, the heat of the alpha's body easily spread through Yoongi's, urging him to take the unnecessary items off.

"Will you undress me?" Yoongi whispered and Jimin nodded, readily rolling the figure on top of him, placing the vampire on the fresh sheets.

"Let's see what you're hiding this time", Jimin chuckled and Yoongi squirmed, remembering his earlier thoughts.

Jimin took the clothes off the elder with an expression of awe on his face. He immediately started touching the revealed skin, cupped the full round breasts through the grey cotton fabric, stuck his fingers into the white elastic hem of the panties, moving back and forth, teasing the skin of Yoongi's soft belly.

"Beautiful", he whispered and Yoongi's cheeks turned from pink to ruddy.

"Your turn", he said quietly, tugging at the fabric of Jimin's clothes.

The alpha stood up and took his clothes off without any particular rush. His eyes were focused on Yoongi's body, to his attractive face and all his lovely curves. When he was rid of every single item he kneeled on the mattress and crawled on top of the vampire's body, placing kisses on his broad shoulders and sliding his lips over his cleavage. He pulled the bra up and freed Yoongi's breasts, covering one of the nipples with his mouth immediately. Yoongi reached down with his hand and wrapped it around the alpha's stiffened cock, lazily tugging at it while Jimin was having a feast on his tits.

Yoongi noticed how Jimin's unoccupied hand moved to his belly and started to lightly knead it. It was like he didn't even realise he was doing it. His kisses turned more passionate, he suckled on Yoongi's nipples, alternating between the two and the vampire couldn't help but moan quietly at every light nip of the alpha's teeth.

"Hyung, will you present for me?"

Yoongi took in a sharp breath. He knew how much Jimin liked his vamp traits, how curiously he traced his fangs with his teeth, how readily he gave him his blood. Yet, if it was the alpha's fantasy to take Yoongi in a well-known traditional omegan position, he was ready to grant him that.

"Feed me first".

They rolled over again. Yoongi too was a predator so he preferred if his prey submitted to him. Jimin knew that too so he tilted his head without question, only briefly kissing Yoongi's slightly swollen lips. The vampire quickly found the perfect place for a bite. He didn't need to feed, that was more of his caprice, a desire to get a little high on the alpha's blood that influenced him not less strong than a good portion or two of fine whiskey.

He licked the chosen spot and swiftly pierced the skin with his fangs. They elongated slightly, going deeper, and the alpha tensed under him, fighting the instinct to fight, to conquer the being that was feeding off him. Yoongi didn't take much. He drank slowly and neatly, savoring the salty metallic taste of delicious blood. He suckled rather than gulped and stopped when he started feeling a little dizzy. It was the first sign before getting slightly tipsy.

Yoongi thoroughly licked the remnants of the blood that was oozing out of two small wounds. They started to visibly heal very quick under the effect of the vampire's saliva and the wolf's regeneration ability. The elder sloppily kissed Jimin on the mouth and went pliant under the explorations of his tongue.

The alpha rolled them over again and Yoongi felt dizzy once more. He decided to take the position while the effect of the blood was still not as strong. He tried to get rid of the top and the younger quickly helped him with that task. The vampire turned around and went on all fours but then reconsidered, putting his head on his crossed forearms and laying his chest on the mattress. Jimin helped him get rid of the underwear and made him spread his knees even wider.

"Like this?" Yoongi decided to make sure, having never been with an omega wolf in such position.

"Yes, like that is just perfect".

His kisses laid along the elder's spine, slowly descending towards his lower back. Jimin caressed the round globes of his butt and spread them with his thumbs, licking a tentative stripe over his rim. Yoongi only sighed, relaxing and arching his body more prominently, showing his eagerness despite his drowsy state. It was almost impossible to predict how the blood will affect a vampire or if there would be much of an effect at all. Yoongi felt like his body was lighter than before and a pleasant white noise filled his ears.

Jimin was licking at sucking on his entrance with a dedication of a hungry wolf that finally got to what he was deprived of. The room filled with wet smacking noises and low rumbles from the alpha. Yoongi grasped at the sheets, doing his best to stay up on his knees. He could feel the vibrations coming from Jimin's mouth spreading to his lower belly. Maybe it was his vivid imagination but he all but dissolved in his lover, went putty and let the alpha lead, following the quiet instructions to bend more or spread his legs wider.

Yoongi relaxed so much he almost missed the moment when Jimin started preparing him. He had no will to move much and stayed still as he took two and then three of the lubed up fingers. Jimin couldn't stop touching him, his hand played with his balls and squeezed his thighs, slid over his back and rubbed his tummy in circles.

"Hurry, alpha", Yoongi mumbled, still kind of drunk on blood.

Jimin chuckled and manhandled Yoongi to lay on his back. He was like plasticine, going wherever Jimin directed him to.

"Wanna see your face", the alpha said quietly and wrapped Yoongi's smooth legs around his waist.

The vampire gripped his sheets as the younger was slowly sliding inside him. It felt hot, the contrast in the temperature of two bodies was not as sharp anymore but was still significant. Yoongi felt him deep inside him, spreading warmth all over his lower belly, reaching right where he wanted. Jimin stilled, letting his lover adjust and then began moving. He wasn't as fast as they were before, he seemed to be savouring every thrust yet it didn't make it any less pleasurable. It was like they already took the edge of the novice of their time together and now they had a different purpose: to pace, to enjoy, to match to each other's bodies.

Yoongi was fisting the sheets above his head, keeping his hands away from his own cock. He was aching and hard from the jabs to his prostate but he wanted to come untouched, to prolong this beautiful torture, to stay somewhere in the edge before the inevitable peak. He had to be honest with himself, he didn't quite expect the young wolf to go as slow all the time from beginning to finish and was happily surprised with this discovery. Because he loved it a lot, especially after the feeding.

Jimin leaned in to scent him again. His face happened to be right above his breasts and he rubbed at his chest, alternating it with small licks. Maybe that too was his new thing. He kept thrusting at the perfect angle and Yoongi only got to groan once before spilling between their heated bodies all over his belly. The alpha plunged in faster and soon released inside the vampire, with his knot expanding and locking them together. It didn't feel as big as it did for the first time Yoongi was knotted by him, maybe because he was so immensely relaxed.

He felt sleepy, coming to the crash that was impossible to avoid after drinking when he was not overly hungry. He searched for Jimin's lips almost blindly and licked all over them, making Jimin giggle.

"Shh", he calmed down the overly eager vampire, heavily scenting him and running fingers through his hair.

"You smell heavenly", Yoongi slurred with his eyes closed, unable to think about anything else.

He felt full and content, warmed up and safe. The last was definitely due to the pheromones the alpha coated him with and the elder loved it. It felt like belonging.

~end

#ai-ee au #ai-ee au jimsu #yoonmin #bts au fic #bts fanfction #yoonmin au #jimsu smut #jimsu au

[yminstars]

🔥​ Bittersweet Baby 🔥

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​• summary: After six months of dating, Yoongi believes it's the perfect time to show his boyfriend, Park Jimin, that he can make him cry during sex

​​•​ rating: Explicit

​​•​ choose not to use archive warnings

​​•​ word count: 4.363

​​• status: Completed

​• tags: Established Min Yoongi/Park Jimin | Bottom Min Yoongi/Top Park Jimin | Power Bottom Min Yoongi | Butt Plugs | Vibrators | Anal Sex | Rimming | Crying During Sex | Rough Sex| Handcuffs | Loud Sex

​​•​ link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42722253

#yoonmin fanfic #yoonmin #min yoongi #park jimin #bts fanfic #yoonminfic #smut #ao3 #ao3fic #jimsu

[emsmin]

Shut up and drive (and ride me) | Yoonmin au

“Hmm… so, what do you think of my car?” The Daegu Tiger cockily asks. God, even his voice is all low and sexy.

Jimin looks up and meets the guy’s eyes and looks down back at the car. “Oh, I just thought I saw a scratch here somewhere,” Jimin points to a general area the blond guy can’t see from the other side.

Panic flashes on his face for a split second, it was so fast Jimin nearly missed it if he wasn’t looking at the guy. The guy starts to round the car to see the scratch himself. He has a blank face now. Crap. Did Jimin really miss his chance? Sometimes his mouth runs faster than his brain. There goes a race and probably a good fuck down the drain.

Maybe he can still save the situation.

-

Having overheard what Jimin said to Yoongi, Jin asks, “There was never a scratch, was there?”

Jimin giggles, “No, I just like to distract the ones I'm racing later.” And, hopefully, fuck later.

-

Or street racers in Seoul are known to be horny, Jimin’s no different and he sure hopes the newcomer is too.

Tags:

Street racers Jimin and Yoongi

Explicit 🔞

PWP

Barebacking

Grinding

Semi-public sex

Oral sex

Anal sex

Anal fingering

Rimming

2.6k words

archiveofourown.org/works/42644007

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[evafrechette]

❧ It’s a Match - Moodboard ❧

“Yoongi could feel his cheeks starting to heat up. He didn't expect to match with the blond with lips to die for.”

#Yoonmin #yoonmin smut #yoongi x jimin #Yoonmin moodboard #bts moodboard #Yoongi #jimin #suga #bts #jimsu #Bts smut

[derireo-galge]

My Venom Can Make You Pop It | 5k | jimsu✍️🏼

[ Vamp Yoon's First Knotting]

Yoongi meets Jimin at the new year's party and tries something he's never experienced before.

futa yoongi | yoonmilkers! | first meetings | blood drinking | scenting | knotting | riding

The obligatory events were the most boring thing to have at the end of the year. Despite the nice music and pleasant atmosphere it still wasn't his cup of tea. He'd prefer a read in a quiet cafe on his one or just napping in front of the telly under the warm quilt.

[ fed and knotted series ]

The smell of pine and other "festive" scents were seeping even through the powerful neutralizing system the building had. That irked him a little - his firm was specializing in engineering and installing those systems, this building, this very hall included. He checked his phone and saw no messages or alerts on the matter and decided to let it go for now.

After greeting a couple of dozen people he believed he was familiar with, Yoongi stopped following who he said good evening to and who he hasn't yet. His battery was running low and he got tired of socializing. He stepped away, hoping he will be looking unapproachable enough for others to pass him with a minimal gesture of acknowledgement, inclined their heads, for example, instead of exchanging meaningless pleasantries.

He stood away from the crowd, leaning on one of the pillars of the luxurious hall, watching the couples and groups chatting and laughing and thought how he did his best as the boss and he didn't need to keep being social anymore. Yet again he was thankful for his own employees who just politely waved at him across the room and let him be, knowing him better than the rest of the beings here.

Yoongi looked at the table in front of him - all the variety of food and drinks there was of high quality and that was something that pacified him a little. He was glad one of the companies his firm was in partnership with splurged on high quality treats, most of them looking very much desirable to eat. He remembered all those corporate parties he had to attend back when he was just starting - the appetizers there were impossible to look at without tears in his eyes. They were not edible even for humans who were notorious for taking anything in their mouths and still surviving.

As for vampires like Yoongi, the choice of what to take was limited. Not all foods were suitable for their bodies and the options varied from individual to individual. He looked at several bottles of wine and chose a semi-sweet red one that he was familiar with. He picked some bitter chocolate treats that seemed to have been made just for him - beautifully molded roses and other flowers, cute cartoon characters that made him smile before they melted on his tongue.

Yoongi wasn't too hungry yet but because of the boredom, his mind reverted to his apartment, to his kitchen, where inside a separate fridge he stored blood bags of exquisite quality. Just thinking about it made his gums itch. He'd feed just because he had nothing else to do, noone to take to his hotel room either. Drinking directly from the source was more of an entertainment than a feeding preference since he could go without it for long periods of time, having trained his body to be on the maximum level of independence.

The annual party was held in a luxurious hotel and last year was fantastic because he booked a room in the beginning of the party which was occupied by the end of the night with not just him but a couple of fairies who smelled like three course meal consisting of all his favourites. They were insatiable and it took him all his supernatural strength and stamina to last throughout the night. That was an unbelievably good start of the year but now he decided not to book a room at all. Whatever happens, he'll take it. He was open to sudden opportunities.

His mood swings were weird lately and though he wasn't a fledgling anymore and his maturing point has passed long ago, his hormones were going haywire all of a sudden, he would get weird cravings or just periods where he would be extremely unmotivated to do anything both with his hobbies or his body. He blamed the stress of the workload that was typical for the end of the year and inability to have long periods of time for proper rest. Maybe he craved something new, something different, soon as whatever he tried before has become bland and the opposite of inspiring.

He stood there for some time, sipping on his wine and thoughts floating somewhere far away when he was brought back to reality by a scent. The one that attracted him instantly. It was faint at first and then got more intense. Spicy, delicious, fresh, all in one, a beautiful mix that didn't identify with anything he knew of. Where was it coming from? With the neutralizing system even the use of much perfume was futile, it was fading into nothing within half an hour, even the most expensive and long lasting ones. So how could this scent stay here for long enough to reach him?

The scent could have belonged to any of the guests if not for the fact that it was close to impossible. Yoongi looked around subtly, even though all he wanted to do is chase that mouthwatering aroma with all his supernatural might. He ran his tongue over his teeth and yes. His fangs peeked, just a little, indicating that the smell was definitely belonging to a person, a person with blood. With a kind of blood that would be very tasty for the vampire. He was buzzed with a newfound want, the desire to pursue, to hunt, to obtain.

His eyes went through all of his surroundings again. Now that he's smelt something that triggered his instincts, everyone in the room looked even bleaker than before. Like a black and while film, they moved and talked and laughed and sparked absolutely nothing in Yoongi's chest. Except maybe one person that caught his attention.

The said person was standing next to the table where Yoongi chose his wine. A fine lithe figure, that type that had this dainty demeanor, deceiving vilnerability that hid power behind. He couldn't tell who that person was, he didn't think he knew him face to face. His side profile was attractive, like it was sculpted by old masters of art. Yoongi's eyes travelled down the creamy satin shirt to the red cardigan and black trousers. They were hugging those legs just right, the shirt was unbuttoned just enough to tease but not give a lot away.

His neck was exposed, the honey like skin on display, slightly shining in the lights of the candelabras. It was calling out to him, begging to be marked. And bitten. It was pretty clear how much effort was put into that look. Simple yet elegant, dressed to impress for sure, carefully thought through from the colour scheme to the gold of the jewellery. Such a looker and yet, the person was standing next to the table with no indication they were in any hurry to move back towards the crowd. Maybe this corner of the room was sort of a hiding place from the rest of the guests.

Yoongi wracked his brain for ideas on how to approach him. But it wasn't needed. The person answered the phone and he heard the distinctive voice that was impossible to forget. It was Park Jimin, one of those people who he signed contracts with this year. Yoongi waited until he was done with the call and finished his drink, approaching the table in search for something else to sip on. And start talking. Who knows, maybe Jimin will too end up on the menu?

He couldn't remember if he ever mentioned his descend, after all it doesn't matter when your relationship is strictly business and doesn't randomly come up in conversations. He didn't even know that's how he looked like, having always interacted by phonecalls and emails only. But he distinctively remembered the soft pleasant voice, easily recognizable also due to his vampire senses.

"Park Jimin?" he asked, approaching the man who had straight posture and was nibbling on a piece of smoked meat.

"Hello", he said politely, "Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year", Yoongi replied. "I don't think we had the pleasure of seeing each other face to face yet, though we spoke not so long ago".

Yoongi decided to get right into it, not used to much dancing around and preferring for things to go fast. If Jimin would want to extend their conversation elsewhere, he wanted to get to that point as soon as it was possible.

"Wait, Yoongi-ssi? Wow", he threw a quick look at him, noting the red sequin shirt that was complimenting his broad shoulders and matched the crimson sparks in his eyes. "You have beautifil eyes".

He added that with a tiny smirk and that's how the vampire knew he has lost the control over his nature a little. He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and leaned his hip on the table, not missing how Jimin's eyes travelled down his body with no shame. Amber flashed in his brown orbs and Yoongi's breath hitched. The quiet gasp might have been quiet for a human but judging by the eyes, Jimin was anything but.

"Yours are pretty too", he noticed, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

They both chuckled at the situation and picked on some more food, noting how good it was this year. But the discussion of dishes couldn't have lasted that long, considering how hungrily their eyes looked anywhere but the appetizers.

"May I pour you a drink?" Jimin offered, motioning at Yoongi's empty glass. "Same one?"

Yoongi nodded in agreement and was about to tell which one he was drinking but Jimin was faster. He took his glass and picked a bottle, taking the cork and getting a smell of the wine from it. Then he set it aside and picked another and only poured the vampire the wine that smelt exactly like his glass.

"Thank you", Yoongi said, taking his drink, "That was impressive".

Jimin raised his own glass and they cheered for their meeting. The wine did little to quench his thirst but all he could do is try to prolong it until he either feeds from someone or feeds in the privacy of his home. He had pretty good control over it he thought, slowly trailing the prominent vein on Jimin's neck. Most of others would already be all over the young man, coaxing him to share his life liquid with then.

"It would be even easier to identify what you were drinking if the neutralizing system worked well tonight". he noticed with a low hum.

"Did you notice it too? To be honest, I spotted you precisely because I sensed you".

"Just me?" he asked and got a nod of confirmation from the vampire, "I noticed the floral scent and was wondering where it was coming from".

Yoongi coughed and hid his face in his glass, ignoring the pointed look the werewolf was giving him. The dark red liquid though couldn't last forever and at some point he had to set the empty glass back on the table.

"Fine", he said with fake exasperation and with a cute lift of the corners of his lips. "If by "floral" you mean roses that would be me".

"I figured", he smiled back, "But why just you and I? I talked to many people tonight and didn't notice anything out of the ordinary".

"Oh, you know, maybe we're just compatible", Yoongi joked but when he saw the thoughtful expression on the werewolf's face.

He figured it might not be as much of a joke as he supposed.

Jimin had his own assumptions about why he sensed Yoongi so well but he decided to keep that to himself for now. One funny story after another, they felt more comfortable with each other as the evening progressed. Yoongi was funny and witty, a bit of a subtle flirt and Jimin enjoyed responding to him in a similar manner.

One thing led to another and it wasn't surprising to any of them that they were walking away to a hallway that led to the kitchens and staff area, holding each other's hand. It was nice to sneak away considering the official part was over and he had to be present only out of courtesy. Two fairly young men for their species, attractive, bored and possibly compatible - it could only end exactly how it ended. With one of them pressed to the wall by the other.

Yoongi pushed Jimin into the hard surface, applying a bit of more strength, knowing the werewolf can take it. He got into his personal space, got close to his neck and took in gulps of air. The scent was magnificent and made his guts twist from how bad he wanted to lick it off Jimin's body. Preferably from more interesting parts.

Jimin patiently waited for his turn. When Yoongi moved back, he took the vampire by the waist and changed their positions. He pressed Yoongi to the wall and the other heard quiet rumbling that was coming off him. It was deeper than his speaking voice and the sound of it made his nipples pebble. He was sure the bra and the shirt can easily hide it but not for very long. Not when Jimin's attentive eyes were already watching them.

The werewolf's nose sniffed over the skin of his neck. It pressed there at some point, not rubbing, not scenting, just getting to know the vampire. It was a vulnerable crucial moment. His inner wolf could decide that Yoongi, like a predator, was a threat and possible danger and then any close contact in a limited space, especially sexual, could easily turn into a battlefield. Some preferred that, but Yoongi wasn't into it at all.

He may have been the hedonistic type, though he was comfortable to be the one to give and receive pleasure, seek new ways of intimacy, take the most out of every fling. To his relief, Jimin moved back to look at him with a smile that indicated that both he and his inner wolf were very much happy.

They pressed their lips together and Yoongi suppressed the urge to sigh into that touch. He couldn't stop thinking about it since the very moment he saw Jimin's plush lips, the shape and fullness of which were begging to do things to them. Now he could freely lick between them, suckle on the lower one and taste them to his heart's content. He wanted to devour them whole.

Jimin grabbed the vampire's thigh and lifted it up, pressing it close to his waist. He fitted himself in and Yoongi eagerly pulled him in closer. His hands roamed around the prominent biceps, the outline of his pecs, moving lower and lower and never once breaking the feverish kisses. Yoongi's hand wandered past the waistline and palmed at Jimin's hardened bulge. The size was impressive and made him hot under his collar, almost salivating from the need to have it.

"Looking for a knot?" Jimin mused, parting with Yoongi's doll like mouth to plant kisses along his chin and jawline.

"Alpha?" Yoongi asked in surprise, "Ah!"

Jimin growled and hipped at his sensitive neck, pressing impossibly close to the vampire's body. His movements seemed to have become more erratic, his grab on Yoongi's thigh became deliciously bruising. Using his strength he lifted the other man like he was no heavier than a feather, prompting him to cross his ankles on Jimin's back. The show of physical strength only turned him on, he preferred his men to be able to manhandle him and not break into a sweat right away.

"Calling me by my rank? When we've only just met, huh? Such a daring vampling you are", Jimin growled, unbuttoning Yoongi's sparkly shirt on the top and licking along his cleavage.

"You don't like it?" Yoongi pouted.

The blood was rapidly pumping through his veins, making him dizzy and much more hungry than in the start of the evening. He rubbed against the alpha, supported by the strong arms and in the haze of lust he suddenly realized what Jimin's rank comes with.

"I've never tried knotting before", he suddenly dropped in the breathy silence between them.

Jimin stopped holding him up and gently lowered him to stand on the floor. His look was attentive, calculating and Yoongi blushed under it, averting his eyes. The look was too intimidating, too knowing. The thought was so thrilling to him he couldn't wait to get into the werewolf's pants and have a feel of his cock in all ways that were available to him.

"In order to try it, we need to be compatible to some extent for it to work. Do you know that?" he asked, tucking Yoongi's dark locks behind his ear.

"I heard something like that", he mumbled.

All the hushly told storied popped up in his memory. They have always been intriguing to him, making him dream of scenarios where he was speared by thick cocks with large knots. He would want the stunning young man either way, but because he happened to be an alpha who was possessing something he was fascinated with, Yoongi decided he wants it. The sooner the better.

"Or there should be something that triggers it to pop", he continued.

He was always confident in talking about any types of sexual things but somehow this knotting talk was making him flustered, making him blush furiously. It must be because it's still a first of his he was yet to have or maybe because of the pheromones that were surrounding the pair like a thick mouthwatering cloud.

"How about I feed on you?" he suggested, squeezing the lithe waist with his big hands.

"How's that going to help?" Jimin mused.

"Do you doubt my venom can make you pop a knot?" the vampire smirked, demonstrating his elongated fangs.

Various venoms were typical to certain kinds of vampires. His was arousing to the person who he bit, making all their senses temporary more intense that regularly.

"We could always give it a try", Jimin licked over that attractive smirk and they again tangled in a heated kiss, messy, with moans and strings of saliva.

The alpha broke it with a wet pop and drew Yoongi in closer by an arm around his waist. He liked that sassy vampire, beautiful in his confidence and inexperience. He wanted to show him something he hasn't felt before, give him a good time and see his gorgeous body writhing on his knot. And let him feed off him if he so wanted.

"Let's go upstairs? I have booked a room, I think we will be more comfortable there", he crooned, taking the vampire by his chin and pecking his reddened lips.

"Let's go".

Yoongi agreed with a shy smile. He felt giddy, excited. He was attracted to the alpha who he assumed was s soft yet passionate lover. He wanted to test that theory.

Noone paid any attention to the disheveled pair of supernatural beings that seemed to be glued to each other as they paced along the wall of the room to get to the elevators. Jimin's room was on one of the highest floors. They kept things decent in the lift, not wanting to give the security a free show. Unlocking the door with a key card, Jimin let Yoongi in through first and then followed, locking the door behind them quickly.

"Would you like a drink?" he offered politely, taking his shoes off.

Yoongi tapped his lips with his pointer finger. He liked being coquettish, liked to show off his cute mannerisms.

"Depends. Is it sweet, red and are you the source?"

"Are you that hungry?" he asked, stepping forward.

Yoongi took a step back. He didn't even know why he did it, especially after they made sure they weren't in conflict with each other.

"You shouldn't do that", Jimin noticed calmly, taking his cardigan off and hanging it on the nearby chair, "My alpha is ready to chase you, just so you know".

"What makes you think you're going to catch me?" Yoongi raised his eyebrows, casually unbuttoning his shirt and revealing the beautiful black bralette he was wearing.

"Are you really taunting me now? Come here. Asking nicely one last time", the alpha warned.

But as he took a step forward, Yoongi took a step back. He tried to assess his route. The suite was big, spacious but it would be impossible to run for very long. And he doesn't really need to, he wasn't an omega to have his instincts push him to run away from the wolf. But he wanted to indulge the alpha, to play with him. He saw the effect this little game had on him. And so he ran.

He managed to get to the kitchen area by the time he heard the loud growling behind. He circled the bar table and then dashed to the bedroom. With both of them possessing inhumane powers, it was hard to tell who would outrun one another if they were to sprint through the forest instead of the hotel room.

"Got you there!"

Yoongi felt his body being covered by another one. Jimin pressed him into the mattress and nipped at his nape. Yoongi was high with adrenaline, struggling to throw the alpha off him. After applying some sparring techniques and his vampire strength he had Jimin under him while straddling his hips.

"Got you there", he sassed and leaned in to kiss the dazed werewolf.

They slowly rid each other of their clothes, safe for the bralette Yoongi wanted to keep on and Jimin didn't insist on taking it off. He kissed Yoongi's neck and licked the dip between the pink collarbones, nosing at his chin and making him giggle. With the strong grip on Yoongi's wide hips the alpha pulled the curvy body onto himself, helping the vampire rut against his crotch.

Jimin smelt delicious, much better than any werewolf he ever got close to before. His long fingers kept wrapping around Jimin's swan like neck, tickling his skin and feeling how his fangs are practically itching to bite him there.

"How hungry are you?" he asked and Yoongi's eyes flashed ruby red.

"Very. I can wait. But don't really want to", he added with a smile and pulled Jimin up in a sitting position, "Got any lube?"

"There", he pointed at the bedside cabinet and the vampire stood up to take it.

When he walked back he was swiftly thrown onto his back and melted against the sheets. Jimin sat between Yoongi's spread thighs and poured a generous amount of gel on his hand. Yoongi pushed his feet onto the alpha's chest while he was warming it up, taunting the wolf, testing his patience. Jimin grabbed the elegant ankle and trailed kisses along it, all the way to the pink knee.

He hugged his leg to his body and used the lubed up hand to prod and rub at the tight ring of muscles. Yoongi lazily stroked his stiff cock, watching the concentrated expression on Jimin's face. Whether it works or not, he would still be pleased to lay with such a beautiful boy, he caught himself thinking and decided to vocalize it.

"Don't think about it too much, okay? We're still going to have a good time".

"And I'll still feed you", Jimin added and the tense set of his shoulders visibly relaxed.

"That would be nice", he said genuinely.

He could go without but it would be such a nice bonus to have a mouthful of that delicious blood and sate himself in many ways. It would be a great addition to Jimin's thick cock that was hanging heavy between his legs. He felt himself being spread wider, with the werewolf adding more fingers in. Yoongi reached out and circled his fingers around Jimin's length and stroked them simultaneously while being stretched wide for the alpha's cock.

When Jimin was done he carefully extracted his fingers. He fitted himself between Yoongi's legs and loomed over him, marveling at the vampire's beauty. Pearly pale skin with so much pink - nose and cheeks, his ears, clavicles and the red of his mouth. Even his knuckles were rosy which he didn't hesitate to peck before putting a hand on his soft tummy and guiding his girth inside. Soon he could feel his own cock with his hand.

Yoongi groaned from the feeling of hot thickness spreading him wide. Jimin bottomed out and stilled deep inside, breathing deeply to calm himself. It was too tight inside, too good not to come right away and he had a hard time holding himself together. He cupped Yoongi's breasts and squeezed them through the thin lacy material. They were the perfect size to fit in his hands and he squeezed them again and again, thumbing at the nipples, until the vampire pulled him in by his shoulders and asked to move.

Starting slowly at first, Jimin thrusted in carefully, afraid he might be too thick for Yoongi. He gradually gained the rhythm that was both excruciatingly good and slow enough not to let it end too soon. Yoongi's nostrils flared, with each passing minute he felt more and more of the magnificent scent the alpha was emitting.

"Is vampling ready to feed?" Jimin asked teasingly.

"Yes", he breathed out, internally buzzing with excitement.

They decided it would be easier if they changed their positions. Jimin leaned on the headboard with Yoongi in his hold. The vampire slid down his cock slowly and started to ride it in slow waves. With every up and down his chest was bouncing in the same rhythm and Jimin didn't deny himself the pleasure of holding and fondling the soft boobs.

Yoongi rode the werewolf in long languid strides that he alternated with short thrusts. He was getting so sensitive it seemed to him he could feel every ridge, every vein on the thick shaft that was moving inside him. He smoothed Jimin's black hair out of his blissed out face. That made him ease the grip on the vampire's waist and look at him.

They kissed again, unhurried and deep. Yoongi trailed kisses to his chin and then along the jawline, moving towards the other's ear. His lips travelled lower and he pecked and licked at the skin of his neck, breathing in the dizzying smell of the werewolf. He sucked on it, leaving reddening marks behind before asking:

"May I feed on you?"

"Yes, you may", Jimin whispered, giving Yoongi his permission and mentally preparing for the bite, controlling his alpha, urging him to submit.

Yoongi's sharp fangs easily pierced the skin. He suckled on the blood that started slowly seeping into his mouth and physically felt how venom leaves his body to settle inside Jimin's blood vessels. He played with the puncture wounds with his tongue and went back to sink his fangs a little deeper. He sucked harder, drunk on the taste of sweet blood alone.

Jimin felt the venom affecting him. All his body started to tingle. He was so concentrated on the unusual sensations it took him a while to realise his knot started to expand.

Yoongi parted with the neck with a gasp, interrupting his feeding. He threw his head back and tried to access the feeling inside his sensitive hole.

"Is this - Ah! - Is this it?" he asked, trembling on the alpha's lap.

"Yeah, does it hurt?" he asked with concern.

"No, it's - Gah! - I feel..." Yoongi was struggling to find words to describe.

"Full?" he suggested.

"Yeah..."

"Keep feeding, come on", he mumbled and cupped Yoongi's face to give him a chaste kiss.

He pushed Yoongi by the back of his head towards his neck where two lines of blood tricked out and were threatening to start spilling down his chest. He licked them both, licked the area around the wound clean and started sucking on blood again, humming into the bite. He gulped the blood down until he was satisfied and then felt how big the knot became inside.

"Don't move", Jimin warned, pressing down on the vampire's shoulders.

It must have expanded fully, Yoongi thought, feeling how wide he was spread inside. He rocked back and forth, very carefully, in short motions. The sensations were intense, it felt like he was being split in half but in a good way. Surprisingly it didn't hurt at all and the feeling of the alpha's knot inside was grounding, satisfying.

"Can I scent you?" Jimin suddenly asked.

Yoongi looked at him through his lashes. The alpha looked pretty disheveled, his hair was ruffled where Yoongi's hands got to it, his cheeks crimson. Scenting must feel good to him no less than knotting is for me, the vampire thought and nodded his head. He wanted it himself, wondering how Jimin would be like afterwards.

"Yeah, scent me", he asked and carefully leaned in, tilting his head.

The submissive gesture made the alpha rumble, low and pleased. He brushed Yoongi's damp hair to the side and nosed at his neck. He laid careful gentle pecks on it and rubbed his neck and shoulder with his own skin, all the while rumbling in content. When he was done he leaned back to look at the dazed vampire who smelt even better now with the two of their scents mingling together.

"Feeling alright? It will be a while until you can move off it", he chuckled, noticing Yoongi smiling even wider at hearing his words.

"I'm good. I don't mind, it's quite comfortable here".

"Just don't move much, I don't want you to get hurt".

"Promise not to bounce on it. Not right now", he sassed again and the wolf smashed their lips together.

Yoongi rested his body in the tight hold of Jimin's arms that were securely supporting his weight. Knotting turned out to be not as scary as it was rumored to be. But he knew he had to try again. Just to make sure.

~end

#ai-ee au #ai-ee au jimsu #yoonmin #bts au fic #bts fanfction #yoonmin au #jimsu #jimsu smut #jimsu au

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Yoongi stays away from ppl that are more brawl than brain. Their uni athletics team leader Jimin is like that. Though Yoongi doesn't mind him in his bed

Unexpectedly his heart melts as he gets to know him not through words but actions

[ angst with a happy ending | childhood friends to enemies and fwb to lovers | dom/sub undertones | dom yg/sub jm | face fucking | breathplay | thighs, chest, cock slapping | sex toys | edging | nipple play | come play | mirror sex | collars ]

A 15 year old Yoongi is losing his mind. Jimin got into a fight again.

- Tell me one, one good reason why you risked being suspended while the headmaster is already on your tail? The younger boy was sitting beside him on a bench, sniffing and pressing a pack of frozen mushrooms to his cheek.

He was pouting, shoulders raised in defense. It was getting warmer and warmer with each day and sitting outside the convenience store brought a lot of memories from when they were younger.

They'd sneak inside during their school lunch break and buy sweets with some change, whoever had some on him. Now he was buying frozen food to reduce the swelling on his friend's face.

- But hyung, - the younger whined, - I couldn't just stand aside and let them push you around like a ragdoll! - Don't word it like that! That sounds pitiful, - Yoongi groaned, - They wouldn't seriously hurt me. I was fine. You, on the other hand, can't afford to get in trouble with the administration. - He crouched in front of his friend and looked at his defiant face, +

- You need to graduate successfully so you can join me, remember?

Jimin's expression softened then instantly.

- I'm sorry, Yoongi-hyung. I'll try, okay?

The elder appreciated that the other at least was putting his effort in.

An 18 year old Yoongi was devastated.

He didn't gain enough points to get in. He was crushed.

Jimin was sitting next to the bed the older was lying on, head buried in the pillows. - Hyung, please, at least drink some water. - the younger boy pleaded, - You are going to get yourself sick like this.

The sobs gradually stopped, there was nothing but heavy silence and occasional sniffles in the room. - I did everything I could, everything! And it still it wasn't enough, Minnie. Everything I did was for that one goal I set. Now what do I do?

Jimin hugged his friend's shoulders tightly and tried to sound reassuring:

- We will figure this out, hyung. Like we always do. - His voice was soft, soothing, - It seems like the end of the world right now but it isn't.

And a week later the boy heard the news that the elder decided to enlist. A 16 year old Jimin was crushed.

But he was sure he could figure things out too. After all, he knew exactly what he wanted.

A 25 year old Yoongi was furious.

He was running late because of the freaking bus that broke down and he had to run for the last part of the way.

When he was passing the entrance doors he bumped into the members of their athletics team. Ugh, way to start a day.

They were always the trouble, skipping classes and thriving off their sport scholarship, always mocking people they pick randomly.

Yoongi was one of them. - Hey, that's our boy! - one of them shouted in a disgusting voice.

- Step aside now, I need to go, - Yoongi said firmly. - And I'm not your boy, shut your mouth. Before they could retort, he pushed through and ran up the stairs to the hallway connecting two university buildings, still hearing their snide remarks and cackling.

When he was almost reaching the studios, he bumped shoulders with someone he didn't even want to think about now. Jimin definitely had a better reaction than him.

The impact would have the elder stumbling and taking a fall but before he could let out a single sound, his forearm was grabbed tightly. - Oh, hyung! - Jimin looked at him with a small smile on his lips, - hey, I wanted to talk to you about something.

- I'm busy, - was the immediate reply, - and don't call me that. Someone might hear. Yoongi set his arm free, straightened his glasses and bolted towards one of the studios, shutting the door behind him.

- Okay, Yoongi-ssi, - said Jimin quietly, standing in the empty hallway.

But Yoongi, of course, didn't hear it. He let out a heavy sigh.

He unlocked his phone and typed a curt message to the younger:

"Mine. Tonight".

He looked around. There was lots to do if he wanted to finish early today.

He was frustrated.

Today's slip made him anxious - if anyone would have been in that hallway they would have heard Jimin addressing him so casually. He didn't want to be associated with someone like athletics team captain, notorious for getting in trouble with his delinquent teammates.

They could be university's pride all they wanted, he wasn't phased with that, thank you very much. His thesis was almost done, even before he was originally planning.

All he wanted to do is to be out of these walls as soon as possible.

Later he was sitting on his unmade bed, staring into nothing when he heard a quiet knocking on the door.

- Come in, - he says loudly.

The door to his room opens, revealing a dressed up Jimin, shuffling on his feet. He looks nervous, but both of them in a privacy of his room? It's nothing unusual as of lately.

A familiar territory now, so Yoongi significantly calms down. Yoongi didn't regret giving the younger his passcode. Tonight he couldn't be bothered to move more than strictly necessary.

- Yoongi-ssi? Hello, I brought this? - there was a tall to go cup with iced americano written on the side in ink. The younger sounded unsure, almost timid but the elder kept his composure.

- Thank you, Jimin-ssi, - he took the cup and batted his eyes at the captain.

He looked a little too pleased for his liking. Every time before they start getting into things they sometimes do, Yoongi wonders. How did they end up here?

Was it the time the younger threw his many opportunities away, enlisting right after school, just before Yoongi came back? Was it that time he got bullied here by thise dumb athletes and Jimin did nothing?

Or was it because, truly, essentially, any two people will forever be strangers to each other in the end? He didn't know the answer tonight.

He only knew what they both wanted, once again confirmed when Jimin firmly replied "Green" to his question. It was easy, casual.

All he needed to do is to keep his former friend at arm's length and take whatever he needed himself out of this arrangement. He was slowly sipping on his coffee while Jimin waited patiently.

Finally Yoongi took pity on him and gestured on a fluffy rug right before his feet.

(Comfort, safety, no bodily harm, especially for knees of a sportsman, Yoongi wasn't an asshole, thank you). The younger took the invitation and carefully settled on his knees before his gorgeous hyung.

Admittedly, cold hearted hyung, but they say water shapes stones eventually). Now, the elder could hold grudges all he wanted but he was good at what he did.

- Anything interesting happened today, Jimin-ssi?

The other's eyes brightened.

He placed his palms on his knees (good boy) and started telling the elder about miscellaneous things. Yoongi only listened to him half-heartedly, as usual, focusing on staying calm.

When his coffee was finished he lifted Jimin's chin with his fingers.

- I've been stressed lately, - he caressed the jawline that was sharp enough to cut stone, - Mind helping me, Jimin-ssi? - Yes, sir, - the younger replied instantly, patiently waiting for further instructions.

When Yoongi parted his legs, the younger got to work. He shuffled closer, glided his hands all over Yoongi's thighs and slowly unbuttoned and lowered his jeans. "He's dressed up so smartly tonight", - the elder thought.

And surely, Jimin was dressed in black slacks and white button up shirt that fitted him nicely. There were much fitter sportsmen on that team of his, but the younger looked harmonious with his lean build and defined muscles. His blond hair was parted stylishly and it looked like he applied some products in it, mainly because it didn't look like the usual lion's mane he sported on a daily basis.

Smart outfit and Jimin, well, that was new. He wanted to ask him about it but realized he's probably already told Yoongi about it, he just didn't listen.

The moment calloused hands touched his unclothed cock all other thoughts evaporated from Yoongi's mind. Jimin worked diligently, his hands moving swiftly, carefully. It didn't take long to get it to full hardness.

Yoongi looked down on his lover.

He wanted to ruin his perfect look, so it matched the inside.

Or what he thought was the inside. No, no time to mull over this now.

He grabbed a fistful of blond locks and started guiding him to take deeper, staying buried in the younger’s throat for longer and longer.

He took it all. He moved his hips and pushed his hard cock down Jimin's throat, feeling it constricting and swallowing around the head.

He pushed more and kept his head close to his pelvis, staying tightly nested inside until he felt a slap on his ankle, indicating Jimin needed a breather. Then he started thrusting into his lover's mouth with fervor, grunting and pulling Jimin's blond hair.

It was messy, a mix of lewd noises and dripping spit, running down Yoongi's balls.

He pulled the younger off his dick and pushed his face into them. - Clean up your mess.

Jimin obediently lapped at the wetness gathering it in his mouth, going back to being pushed on a veiny girth with his wet mouth and throat. When Yoongi felt himself getting embarrassingly close to coming, he yanked Jimin's mouth off his cock and relished in the view of his red spit-slicked lips and chin.

- Enjoying yourself, Jimin-ssi? - Y-yes, sir, - his voice was strained and his breath uneven, a string of saliva running from the corner of his lips down his chin.

- Take your clothes off and get on the bed, - Yoongi said firmly and got up himself. He took his jeans off but left his oversized sweatshirt on. He preferred to be covered up.

When he turned around he saw Jimin sitting on his bed, leaning on the headboard.

His hands were clutching the sheets, his abs defined, tense. His cock was standing proudly, curving slightly in the side, a hint of precome glistening on the pinkened head.

Yoongi slowly got in the bed and crawled towards the younger. He picked a cock ring off his bedside cabinet and, having thoroughly and obnoxiously licked it, spreading dripping saliva, put it on younger’s curved length.

Sliding his palms over Jimin's thick legs, he raised his hand and landed a loud slap on his thigh. - Ah! - the younger moaned, trying his best not to instinctively curl on himself.

He threw his head back and held onto the bunched up sheets tighter. Yoongi mercilessly - but at controlled pace - swatted the reddened skin, leaving handprints all over Jimin's thighs.

Even though it's something they both enjoyed he still watched his expression attentively. The elder nudged the weeping cock and the younger nodded, whispering a confident "Green".

Then Yoongi grazed the shaft with blunt nails and swiftly landed a series of quick slaps with his hand relaxed. Still, it was enough for Jimin to cry out and moan in pleasure, precome trickling down to his balls.

Yoongi toyed with his length and balls, giving them light spanks continuously. He then slapped his thighs hard several more times emitting soft groans from the young man before settling on his lap.

- Keep your hands down, - he grabbed his chin again, - you understand?

- Yes, sir. - Jimin's voice was strained and face contorted in delight. - Good boy, - he drawled and heard Jimin's breath hitch.

Yoongi looked at him. The way his lover’s eyes travelled his body, shy, starry, clouded with bliss, made him feel on top of the world.

He decided he felt generous tonight. He settled over the younger’s hard cock and grinded down intensely.

When Jimin abandoned the sheets and lifted his hand, he landed a slap on his pec.

- Ah, - he heard a sweet moan and hummed appreciatively. He kept grinding and slapping his chest, admiring the red fingerprints that got more and more visible as minutes went by.

He grazed his nipples with his nails, flicking them unexpectedly, enjoying the view of the younger squirming, laid down and completely at his mercy. He leaned close to Jimin, hovering above him.

The other looked up and saw mischief behind usually cold expression.

Oh fuck, he managed to think. Yoongi circled one arm around his neck and when the athlete thought he was going for a hug he went further, only to retract something from underneath the blankets.

A short tailed flogger.

Jimin sighed. - Are you alright with this? - a deep raspy voice sounded, - We can stop anytime.

Jimin contemplated but not for too long. It was a light one, his and Yoongi's favourite.

He loved it maybe a little to much. So he eagerly nodded.

And felt a slight burn on his chest where Yoongi flicked him with a flogger just a second ago.

- Use your words, pup, - he said sternly.

- Yes, Sir, I want it, - before adding softly, - please. Yoongi smirked and continued grinding on the younger’s erection, this time landing swats on his chest with no particular rhythm.

Jimin knew he wouldn't last long.

- Ah, ah, Yoongi-ssi, - Jimin tried talking without stuttering, - I'm getting close. Yoongi stopped and looked at his pleading face.

There was a small pout on his lips, his eyes were half-closed in pleasure.

A pretty red blush spread from his cheeks to his neck and collarbones, making him look even more desired. Yoongi took pity on him, mostly because he was too getting really close himself.

He reached the bedside table and grabbed a bottle of lube.

He dropped in next to Jimin's hand and propped himself on his knees, leaning on the headboard. - Prep me, - he huffed out and lightly wiggled his butt. He was getting impatient.

Having been given the green light Jimin didn't hold back. He nosed at Yoongi's collarbones, nipping at the soft pinkish skin.

He loved the taste, the softness, how easily it is to mark it.

Loved the quiet mewling sounds his hying would make. But he'd keep it a secret. For now.

Letting Yoongi take the upper hand he felt cared for, looked after.

Which was honestly borderline delusional but Jimin was a kind of person that took whatever life has given to him. No complaints. He licked all the way to the buff chest and pert nipples, sucking and biting on them lightly, simultaneously opening the bottle and spreading the cool gel between all his fingers. He knew Yoongi loved his chest played with so he used one hand to grab his pecs one after another, paying even attention to each, thoroughly licking and sucking the pink nubs inside his wide open mouth, working on them with tensed tongue. He'd graze them with his teeth, holding them between his lips and pulling on them.

He used the warmed up lube to twist the pebbled buds and knead them with his fingers to his hearts content. When they were thoroughly devoured and deliciously red and swollen he squeezed out more lube on his fingers.

He anticipated this all day. He gently spread the soft globes and rubbed at the entrance with slicked fingers.

Moving slowly, he started inserting them one by one, moving thoroughly and determingly. He didn't want to hurt him in any way so he was taking his sweet time.

Moments like these were his favourite.

When sometimes his hyung’s tough demeanor would slip and let him have a glance of a blissed out face with eyebrows furrowed and lips bitten. - E-enough, - Yoongi deemed and batted Jimin's hands away. - Hold on to the headboard.

Jimin complied wordlessly and held onto the wood like it was a lifeline. Yoongi slowly slipped the cockring off, grabbed the hardened girth and guided it inside himself.

The stretch felt amazing, a little burning but not painful.

He felt so full he got a little dizzy. It took a while but soon he was fully seated with Jimin's cock nested inside him, tight and deliciously snug. Taking his time to adjust, he looked over the man underneath him.

Jimin was biting his lips, brows scrunched and jaw tense, breathing deeply. He was holding the headboard so tight, his knuckles were white. When Yoongi started moving the younger let out a choked moan and whined.

- That's right, - Yoongi said, - whining like a little puppy under me, huh?

Jimin only moaned in response.

The verbal jabs sounded more playful than demeaning. Yoongi moved his hips in tiny circles, moving exactly how was most pleasurable for him.

He moved for a while and then stopped completely, when he felt the marked thighs tensing under him.

Then he'd start moving again only to stop a while later. Jimin's face and chest were sweaty with the tension from the edging.

Yoongi used the young athlete like a toy, not sparing him a single look.

Jimin found it really hot. Yoongi writhing on top of him, getting all the pleasure he wanted, taking what's his.

He looked ethereal, with beads of sweat rolling off his temples, droplets falling off the ends of his long curled hair, glasses still on. The big beige sweatshirt he was wearing and holding next to his neck to reveal his soft pretty nipples now fell down and off his shoulder.

Jimin carefully tugged on it several times and finally Yoongi noticed. - You've been quite good tonight, pup, - he said, still bouncing on his cock, his own one slapping his tummy and making wet lewd sounds. - Here's your reward. And in a swift motion he took the garment off, throwing it wherever, revealing his pale skin now reddened and shining with sweat.

Jimin choked on the moan again and mumbled something about getting close. Yoongi only fastened his pace, going up and down the younger’s shaft relentlessly, indulating his hips as he pleased.

- Give me your hand, - he almost moaned the words out. He wrapped Jimin's fingers around his own cock tightly and after a dozen of thrusts he felt the younger going taught as a bowstring under him.

He circled his hips forcefully, milking Jimin dry. He continued thrusting into the youngers fist until he was shooting cum all over his glistening abdomen.

He ran a hand through his wet locks and used the other one to spread his release all over the younger man's belly and chest. He was gathering the remnants of it with his fingers and putting them between his lover’s plush lips and in his own mouth too.

It took him a while to stand up but he did eventually, stumbling on the way to the bathroom and back. Jimin thought he blacked out for a moment before he felt soft wet material over his pecks and neck.

He opened his eyes and saw Yoongi wiping him with almost stoic expression on his face, except for ruddy cheeks and red bitten lips. - Okay? - he asked, not looking at his eyes.

- Yes, and you? - Jimin mumbled, wiping at the stray tears on his cheeks. He felt content.

- Yes.

He watched Jimin's face and seeing the small shy smile he felt relief. He trusted him to voice out loud if anything was wrong. After cleaning up nicely and drinking a mug of hot milky tea the elder pushed into his hands not looking him in the eyes Jimin realized his time here was up and got out of bed slowly, trying to put his clothes on as fast as he could. Before closing the door after himself he took the last look at the elder - he was tying up his home gown, gathering the soiled sheets off the bed.

- Goodnight, Yoongi-ssi, - he wished quietly.

- Goodnight, - he heard before finally closing the door.

Yoongi fell onto the clean sheets with a huff. He wasn't planning on any of this.

When he first saw Jimin here three years ago he felt elated.

Only to fall down hard from the mountain of past memories and illusions. It wasn't his sweet friend anymore.

They grew distant and lost contact.

He didn't know what happened in the other's life just like he never shared anything back.

They were two strangers that know just a little too much about each other. Jimin mingled with the crowd Yoongi personally despised.

Spoilt golden kids from rich and influential families, with only good skill (athletics) that think they're just better than anyone else.

That think they can do whatever they want, no consequences. Yoongi didn't like conflicts so he preferred to stay away.

He approached the younger first, telling him he had no desire to go back to what they were and he better act like they didn't know each other.

He didn't need to ruin his reputation by being associated with wrong people. He was here on scholarship after all.

And when he realized Jimin wasn't going to come to rescue when his so called friends started picking on him - that killed any remaining hope of restoring their former friendship. That was until this academic year started.

Yoongi was never really one to party but he made an exception.

And got disgustingly drunk. The track he's been working on for weeks wouldn't turn out how he wanted and he needed to get loose.

Jimin found him outside, sitting on the sidewalk, a bit dizzy and sad.

The younger silently took care of him, even though the drunk haze evaporated quickly. He took his larger hand with both ones, helping him stand on his feet.

His clothes was in disarray, hair mussed up and glasses crooked on his nose.

He was pouting, probably not even realizing it.

He looked attractive even right then. How long will it take for their orbits to align again?

Yoongi sobered up quickly.

Somehow he ended up at the table with the younger fussing over him, wiping his tears of frustration. Jimin tried talking to him but the elder just about had enough so he stupidly kissed him.

Kissed him.

Just to shut the other up.

Just to stop this awkwardness, stop the sudden avalanche of emotions.

Jimin reciprocated. It was Yoongi who proposed meeting casually, no strings attached.

After their last encounter they met by chance in a store just a street away from Yoongi's place.

He broke his own rule and asked something that has been on his mind since it started between them. And the response came as a shock.

- I'm mature enough to differentiate between the two, hyung. - Jimin said softly, running a hand through his fluffy hair, - That's why I keep agreeing to this. I know you won't overstep and won't break my boundaries. +

Your overall attitude towards me aside, I know I can always trust you in the scene.

Strike one.

Yoongi kept his disinterested face until the younger disappeared around the corner.

What was that? Suddenly brain matter growth catching up with the muscles?

But he could lie to himself no more.

Jimin wasn't this little boy that he let tag after himself in middle school.

He was bound to grow up one day.

One day he was walking his usual route from the bus stop to university gates.

The path happened to lie past the school, looking just like most of them in this country.

Like the school they used to go together. A wave of nostalgia hit him out of the blue.

He remembered Jimin's scraped knees and swollen knuckles.

Remembered hours waiting for his detentions to finish, sitting outside their school building, clutching a store-bought lunch in his hands. Remembered their walks they'd take on the way home, always choosing the longer route so they can spend more time together.

He sighed.

Those were the days. He almost walked past the school when he saw something on the outdoor stadium.

A group of younger boys stood gathered in half circle and before them stood..Jimin?

What was he doing with those kids? Taking their lunch money? He approached the gate that surrounded the stadium and heard that the younger was telling the kids off for bullying one of their classmates.

What? Jimin sounded really stern and authoritative.

The guilty kids hang their heads low, scraping their sport shoes on the gravel, looking the right amount ashamed. Now that wasn't what he expected this to be.

Jimin was choosing his words carefully, he was being stern but not unkind in any way. He sounded mature and grown up.

He bolted from there before he could be discovered. Turning round the corner, he felt breathless. He didn't know what to think.

Jimin was supposed to be this thick headed stereotypical guy, always looking for trouble and getting away just because he was representing such a prestigious institution. But the real life Jimin didn't match the Jimin Yoongi has painted inside his head over the last three years.

Second strike.

The third came unexpectedly.

It was a quiet time of the day in the neighbourhood. Yoongi loved strolling the small lanes between the houses, enjoying the view of green covered trees and prettily painted gates.

The ambience of the afternoon was broken with loud sounds of construction. He walked around the corner and saw a kindergarden with people gathered on the playground belonging to it.

And then he saw the familiar blond mop of hair, waving in the wind and the fluffy coat with the colourful geometrical pattern.

The hell was he doing here? After some time of watching the younger he realized he was helping the administration build a new playground.

He had a bright badge around his neck, which was telling - he was a volunteer. A totally unexpected turn of events - or is it really?

He's always been kind and giving.

Always understanding and accommodating Yoongi's needs.

He felt his eyes sting. At some point Jimin turned around, but it seemed like he has noticed him standing there like a fool before that.

- Enjoying the view, Yoongi-ssi?

The athlete was wearing a tight fit black shirt underneath, that was revealed when he took off his coat. His disheveled hair was damp with sweat, cheeks flushed.

An expression of glee turned into worry when he saw his hyung's face.

- Hyung? - his cheerful demeanor cracked really fast. He ran towards the elder with concern laced in his features, - What happened? Are you hurt? A gust of wind blew and Yoongi felt his cheeks were wet with tear tracks.

- 'M not hurt, - he sniffled, embarrassed at his reaction, - I'm okay. - Someone did something to you? - Jimin's hands were in the air before him, as if they wanted to touch, to make sure he was in one piece.

But wouldn't dare to do it. - I think... I did this to myself, Jimin-ah, - he admitted and all the shame he felt inside came crushing down on him.

But it was worth it because for the first time in years he saw Jimin smiling genuinely at him, sincerely, just like he used to when they were younger. His lost and found friend (or more than that?) opened his arms for him invitingly and Yoongi fell in the welcoming embrace.

It was like coming home. And getting back closer to the younger was as easy as breathing. They started walking home together, Jimin landing soft chaste pecks on his hyung’s blushing cheeks before parting ways at his front door. It was pretty platonic.

They both understood it was for the better because of all the healing they had to do to their relationship.

Until one day finally the young man agreed to come over to stay for the night.

They just cleared up the plates after home-cooked dinner the elder made with Jimin's help when he touched Jimin’s forearm tentatively.

- I have something for you, Jimin-ah.

The younger turned around with his eyebrows raised:

- A gift? - and then a soft "hyung" left his lips.

Yoongi's face was flushed and he shuffled his feet nervously.

- You don't have to accept it, we haven't discussed it, - "yet", he thought, - but I saw it online the other day and decided to give it a try. - Show me then! - Jimin clapped his hands in excitement.

They relocated to the bedroom and Yoongi retracted a black gift box from one of the drawers.

- Remember, you don't have to, - he reminded.

Jimin couldn't wait any longer so he carefully unwrapped it. His eyes went wide.

It was a finely made black leather collar, not the accessory type one, but sturdy, with a metal ring attached to the front, right underneath the silver buckle.

It looked gorgeous and classy. - Wow, hyung, - Jimin whispered, - I love it!

- Do you, pup? - Yoongi's lips curved upwards.

- I do, Sir. Can you put it on me? - the young man looked at him with dazed eyes and he couldn't refuse. Not even 5 minutes later they were sat on the bed, with Jimin's shirt and Yoongi's jeans discarded somewhere on the floor, kissing languidly.

It didn't feel as rushed as before but it wasn't less pleasurable. Yoongi was occasionally tugging at the ring in the collar which sent jolts of excitement in younger’s tummy.

- Good pup, - his hyung drawled into the kiss, - Looking so handsome today. Wanna help hyung? Jimin leaned into the hand that was ruffling his hair and preened at the praise.

- Yes, Sir, - was his eager reply.

- Surprise me, - Yoongi whispered right in his ear. All of a sudden Jimin stood up and scooped him in his arms, the elder didn't even have time to let out a single squeak.

He adjusted his hyungs fit frame in his arms and walked up to the wall. Plump wet lips travelled along the veins of the pale neck, caressing and nuzzling it lovingly, tender.

Yoongi threw his head back, almost hitting the wall he was tightly pressed to. Strong hands went to caress full milky things only to discover he had nothing underneath the almost unbuttoned dress shirt he was wearing.

- You're a menace, hyung, - the younger groaned, slipping out a bit. - That I am, - Yoongi chuckled and teased, - That all you got, pup?

Jimin adjusted himself and started slowly grinding on his hyung’s throbbing length while planting nips and kisses to the collarbones and chest. It was getting messier as their cocks started oozing precome and they were getting sweaty, sucking on each other's tongues, saliva dripping everywhere.

Jimin didn't feel tired but he noticed Yoongi's breath getting uneven, belly tensing. It wasn't long before he asked:

- Dont wanna come like this. Take me to bed, Jimin-ah?

That he did.

They fell into the blankets, a mess of limbs, hands grabbing onto each other, Yoongi still holding onto the collar and Jimin's hand buried in dark wet locks. At some point he turned around and kneeled on the bed with Jimin right behind him.

- Watch me, pup, - he smirked, uncapping a bottle of lube, - hands behind your back. Jimin was left to watch his hyung prepping himself excruciatingly slowly but he knew it will be worth it in the end.

When he was done he turned around to hook two of his long fingers through the metal ring, pulling and beckoning him closer. Jimin understood the assignment.

He hastily discarded his unzipped jeans and kneeled behind the elder.

But before he could even start he felt a hand on his jaw, turning his head to the side. Opposite the bed was a wardrobe with a moving mirrored door. He gulped audibly.

- I want you to watch carefully, don't take your eyes off us, got it, pup?

- Yes, Sir. I'll do my best, - his voice cracked and he would be embarrassed if he wasn't so turned on. He grabbed Yoongi's hip with one hand and slowly guided himself to his hyung's slicked and stretched hole with the other.

His cock felt hot in his hand but it couldn't compare to the smoldering heat once he was sheathed inside. He took his time breathing deeply, trying not to come right there.

After a while he felt impatient tugs around his neck and his eyes snapped up, trained on both their bodies in the mirror. Yoongi was tugging the ring so demanding and bossy, Jimin's body started moving out of instinct.

Yoongi was moaning out loud, not caring about anything else in the world and it made Jimin’s heart leap with joy, seeing his hyung letting himself go like that. The final straw that did it for him was watching Yoongi's wet dripping cock bouncing from the impact of his trusts and soon he came, filling his hyug with his release. He pulled out carefully, laying him on his back and going down between his hyung's legs urgently.

It only took a minute or two for Yoongi to fill his mouth and throat with tangy liquid which he eagerly lapped at, sucking him dry. Jimin rested his head on Yoongi's soft tummy and felt like soaring when long bony fingers massaged his scalp and tickled his ears.

His heart was content, as if he was drowning between the waves but was now washed onto the familiar shores. - You did so well, my Jiminie, - Yoongi whispered quietly but the other heard him anyway.

- So did you, hyung, - he replied, - I'll never get tired of this.

His hyung chuckled:

- Of what? Fucking against the wall?

- Well, there's that, - he giggled and paused. - Never get tired of being with you, hyung.

The silence stretched above them but it wasn't cold or uncomfortable.

- Come here, - Yoongi said, voice wavering, - Sleep in my arms tonight. - And many more nights? - the younger supplied hopefully.

- And many more nights, - confirmed Yoongi and held the younger boy closer to his chest.

This is where his heart was.

And will be.

~the end~

#ai-ee au #ai-ee au jimsu #jimsu #jimsu smut #yoonmin #bts au fic #oneshot

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Ink And Lace Contours | 2,2k | jimsu✍️🏼

Jimin who lives above the tattoo shop he owns, gets a new neighbour, an ex gang member Yoongi. He asks Jimin to help him in various instances as he designs his clothing line and Jimin gets to witness his inked body and pierced nipples a lot. A whole lot.

lingerie | futa Yoongi | nudity | cheeky Yoongi | piercings, tattoos | nipple play | frottage | handjobs

***

It was a universally acknowledged fact that breaks between sessions were for gossip. Just as the stomping of the boots of another satisfied client disappeared behind the front door of the tattoo shop, Jungkook rushed to the counter where Jimin had just taken a payment.

"Hyung, you're never going to guess who your new neighbour is".

The tattoo artist sighed. It's been a pain that lasted several years already. Jimin lived in the apartment just above the shop which was admittedly very convenient considering he was not just the owner but also one of the core employees. What was extremely inconvenient was the flat just next to him.

During the past several years it changed multiple owners and all of them were less desirable as your typical annoying neighbours. One of them was simply creepy, always appearing out of nowhere with more than inappropriate questions. Then there was a couple that made the obvious mistake marrying each other unless they were preparing for shouting Olympics. Then there was a shady guy who had just as shady people coming over up until he was arrested.

Jimin thought he was doomed to have a string of weird neighbours forever up until recently. The new owner of the flat seemed pretty civilized and talked to him politely when they bumped into each other on the stairs. The artist had to do a double take because the sight of a pretty mama carrying a box with flower pots and who had the hair tied in a messy bun was very attractive.

Only Jimin wasn't trustful of the exterior anymore. He asked his coworker and his good friend Jungkook run a check on this person and prayed they were at least somewhat decent.

"I checked your neighbour. You can relax, hyung. I guess".

"What do you mean, you guess?"

The younger man leaned in closer conspiratively as if they weren't they only two people in the shop at the moment.

"He is a relatively famous influencer, not of the wild kind, just classy products and reviews. He has sponsorship from local brands and a couple of overseas contracts".

"How do you learn all these things?"

"It was public information, hyung. Also there are many unconfirmed rumors".

"Oh, are we going to gossip right now?"

"Don't tell me you don't do this, hyung", Jungkook laughed at the way Jimin's face scrunched, "Yoongi is rumored to be the White Tigers' leader's widower".

Jimin gasped.

"What?", he whispered, "But it's been ages since then!"

"If you think about it, Min must have just turned legal back then. So it hasn't been that long".

"Do you think he still has connections?"

"I wouldn't be surprised".

Great, Jimin thought, Yoongi was connected with a previously existing gang that made a lot of noise in their city some time ago. It didn't matter that much nowadays when most of them are eliminated but just think about his luck? Should he stay away? That would be quite difficult to do. The couple of times that he came across Yoongi on accident, all the artist wanted to do was to prolong their meeting, converse with him more and now it was a little scary to talk to him. However hot he was.

"Don't fall victim of the stereotypes", Jungkook added as if he could read his thoughts, "Look at me, look at yourself. There's a stigma against us too and we haven't done anything wrong".

"I'll think about it", the artist said, hoping that the appearing of the new neighbor won't bring him much trouble.

Alas, the trouble has started in an unconventional way.

Jimin received a knock on the door in the ungodly hours of the morning. His shop sometimes worked late into the night, especially if he took on complicated designs. And when he briefly glanced at the clock before slumping onto bed lifeless it was around three in the morning.

He got up with a whine and shuffled towards the front door. He looked in the peephole and saw his new neighbor standing there in what could be his home gown. Thinking that something must have happened he hastily open the door and was met with Yoongi's sweet adorable smile.

"Good morning", he chirped if that word could be used to describe a beautifully deep voice, "Are you Park Jimin?"

"This would be me, yes", he confirmed, "We've seen each other a couple of times, you just moved here".

"I have indeed. I'm Min Yoongi. Nice to meet you".

"Likewise", Jimin rasped, feeling dead tired.

"Hope I'm not interrupting you?"

"Not at all", Jimin said, ignoring the urge to yawn.

Yoongi's voice, though cheerful, could well have been a lullaby for him right now. It had an unusually calming effect.

"I'm in a bit of a situation here, Jimin-ssi. I was trying something on and I can't seem to... M-m, maybe you could help me?"

"Surely I can help you, Yoongi-ssi, what seems to be the problem?"

Yoongi looked to the sides. There weren't many apartments on his floor but there were still a few.

"Well, maybe not right here", he pointedly looked at the tattoo artist.

"Oh", Jimin hurried to step aside, "Please, come in. Sorry, I'm a bit of out of it in the mornings".

"Happens to anyone, doesn't it?"

Jimin locked the door and felt that soon as he invited his neighbour in, it wasn't right to do whatever he wanted in the hallway.

"Would you like to come in? I think we will be more comfortable there", he motioned into the direction of the lounge.

"Thank you, you're very sweet".

This Min Yoongi surely knew how to get what he wanted, Jimin thought in admiration and followed his neighbour in hopes to help him out as soon as possible and go back to bed.

When they both stood in the middle of the room, Yoongi just said "Here" and turned his back to Jimin. In a matter of a second he shrugged his thin gown off his shoulders and Jimin witnessed his broad back with a gorgeous tiger tattoo.

"Oh... what?"

Jimin felt like he was in a dream. Until Yoongi shook him out if it.

"There, the clasps? I can't seem to get them to fasten. If you don't manage to do that either I'll just blame the manufacturer since they have a defect".

Only then Jimin noticed the bra that Yoongi had on. It was lacy and honestly, who would notice it with the sight like that?

He pulled at the material and tried to fasten the bra. It was a slight struggle, if he could say that. Because he attempted multiple times but ultimately failed.

"Sorry, Yoongi-ssi, this doesn't seem to be working at all", he said with finality.

"That's okay, I'll have them replaced then", he responded with no signs of regret and turned around, "Thank you for your help, Jimin-ssi".

"You're... welcome".

"Do you think I can ask you again if needed? I don't really know anyone around here".

"Of course, go straight to me", Jimin quickly replied with a smile and followed to see Yoongi out.

He closed the door and pushed his forehead against its surface. He was about to lose it. Yoongi's bra was all but see-through, with the thin lace of it not hiding anything, absolutely anything. Including his pink nipples that just so happened to be neatly pierced. Never mind the milkers of the size that might be just a tad big for his own hands.

Needless to say that he didn't manage to get into his bed to sleep right away.

Since that day occurrences like this started happening quite regularly. Yoongi would knock on his door and ask him to adjust, unclasp or otherwise help him with all those little things that anyone struggles with from time to time. He even visited him in his studio a couple of times in his breaks after Jimin suggested it. And during his assistance Jimin would find out more and more about Yoongi's business, his clothing line that was his baby.

It was designed for people of the similar physique as him and he paid great attention to the details. But soon as he was working without an assistant, he sometimes required a hand. Or maybe two hands. And then maybe a pair of eyes that could observe his creations and a mouth to praise which Jimin eagerly gave.

He was truly happy to help Yoongi and they have gotten much closer. The only inconvenience was his state after Yoongi would go back to his place to apply the needed adjustments. Because the pieces he demonstrated were far from casual. They were daring, teasing, exciting. Jimin never thought he liked lingerie that much but now he was a conosseur. Or simply an admirer of that curvy elegant body.

He was intent on sticking to the boundaries but Yoongi had a different idea. Every time he was becoming just like his creations: daring and teasing. And Jimin welcomed that with open arms.

It was a quiet day in the studio. It was a public holiday too so there weren't any sessions throughout the day and Jimin was done with his earlier that morning. He was fiddling with the new equipment he received in his room where he did all the procedures when he heard a knock behind the black curtain.

"Come in", he said, not averting his eyes from the new tattoo gun.

"Jimin-ah, are you busy?"

It was Yoongi who was standing at the entrance wearing his home gown again.

"I'm not, hyung. Did you come here like that?"

Yoongi simply shrugged and moved over to the cushioned table where Jimin did all the tattoos.

"Not to worry, I locked the door behind myself and flipped the sign. Hope you don't mind".

"Not at all. I thought I've done that before. I was thinking about this new equipment and it must have slipped my mind".

"Well, would you like to take a break and look at something else?"

Yoongi's voice dripped like honey. Jimin straightened up and turned towards his hyung.

"And what would that be? Will it be worth my time?" he asked teasingly.

Two can play that game.

"You better see for yourself".

And with that he tugged at the belt of his silky robe. Jimin immediately stepped closer to him.

"Should I unwrap you like a present, hyung? The one just for me?"

Yoongi nodded with a soft chuckle. Jimin put his hands on Yoongi's shoulders and the gown floated off them in waves, revealing a simple yet elegant bandeau that hugged Yoongi's milkers perfectly. It was made out of beige lace and together with tattoos that were adorning the elder's body it looked wonderful.

"Can I have a look there?" Jimin asked quietly, tugging at the lacy hem.

Yoongi nodded again and Jimin pulled the garment down to his waist, freeing his voluminous breasts.

"Gorgeous, hyung", he said, cupping the soft mounds, "Can I?"

"You can do whatever you like", Yoongi offered generously.

Jimin sprung into action. He all but scooped Yoongi up and sat in a leather armchair nearby. He pulled Yoongi on his lap, facing him and his chest. Yoongi's hands wasted no time reaching the waistband of Jimin's sweatpants and pulling them down, doing the same with his lacy panties. Their cocks rubbed along each other and Yoongi swiftly wrapped his hands around them both, moving his palms up and down the both lengths.

Jimin put his mouth on Yoongi's pierced nipple. He mouthed at it, alternating between the two of them, played with the bars and the pert nubs, suckling and licking with abandon. He softly grabbed the areolas with his lips, moaned into Yoongi's skin at every upstroke the elder performed on their cocks.

He's been picturing it in his head enough times to not think about technicalities and simply marveling at the feeling of Yoongi's nipples on his tongue, in the sensation of his palms on his stiff cock, on the taste of his skin that he licked and gently sucked.

Yoongi grunted and moaned as he moved his hips in short motions, trying to match the rhythm of his hands. He softly whined that he was about to come and that arousing sound was what pushed Jimin over the edge. He felt Yoongi's release staining his lower belly and mixing with his but he couldn't care less, far too busy with kneading his round boobs and playing with the piercings in them.

"Jimin-ah, ah! I'm afraid if you carry on like that we'll be stuck here for hours", Yoongi panted into the top of his head.

Jimin finally let go of his chest in order to claim those pouty lips.

"You don't sound like you're very against that hyung, correct me if I'm wrong".

"Well, as nice as it is, maybe you have a more secluded place in mind?"

Jimin laughed and nodded frantically. He was thinking that next time, for sure, he'll be the one to invite Yoongi over to his place. Not the other way around.

But then, pressing Yoongi into his mattress, he decided that formalities meant nothing. As long as he gets to have the beautiful mama next to him like that, gets to praise and worship his body down to the last inked line.

~end

#ai-ee au #bts au fic #bts fanfction #yoonmin au #yoonmin #jimsu smut #jimsu au #jimsu #ai-ee au jimsu

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Fed and Knotted | 2k | jimsu✍️🏼

Yoongi, sensing the symptoms of pre-rut in his boyfriend, gives in to Jimin's instincts, getting what he himself desires in return.

lingerie | sex toys | edging | intercrural sex | come play | come marking | tummy bulging | biting | feeding (vampire) | knotting | breeding

The vampire stood in front of the tall mirror attached to the sliding door of the wardrobe.

[ fed and knotted series ]

He looked over his outfit one last time and fastened the metal clasps on his black garter belt that were holding up the see through stockings.

Yoongi loved the feeling of soft lace on his skin. The only thing that was even better that that was a touch of a lover, a particular one, to be exact.

He bent over to straighten the elastic fabric over his toes and heard loud rumbling behind. He couldn't believe that's when his visits to the gym to improve his flexibility finally paid off.

"Jimin-ah", he said sweetly, but with the warning notes, "If you don't stay quiet and let me finish with my outfit, I'll tie you up and play without you right in front of your face. And you won't get anything but the show".

"Sorry", a quiet voice reached him and he continued looking over his attire in fake interest.

When he was done teasing he turned around to the sight of his boyfriend sitting on their bed, pillow clutched tightly in his hands, hair in disarray and amber eyes glowing. What a gorgeous alpha.

Jimin was staring him up and down, biting on his plush lips.

"Hungry?" Yoongi asked, swaying his hips adorned in lace.

"Are you?" the werewolf retorted and tilted his head to the side just a little.

Yoongi had the urge to hiss and jump on his sassy boyfriend, devouring him just the way he liked it. Jimin moved his shoulders and his open tunic slid off one of them, revealing a sharp clavicle and deliciously inviting neck.

"Is this an invitation?" Yoongi murmured, kneeling on the bed and moving slowly towards the younger.

"If you want then yes, it is", Jimin opened his arms only to get a lapful of sweet smelling vampire, his face tucked in werewolf's neck, sniffing and taking big gulps of air.

Jimin's hands went over the intricate lace and bows, thumbing at the straps of beautiful black lingerie.

"Like it, pup?" the elder mumbled, still breathing in the scent of bark and sandalwood, the latter note heavier since the pre-rut was nearing.

Jimin would always get extra possessive over his hyung, clinging to his back at every opportunity, hands caressing his hips and lower belly. He had this physical need to make sure his hyung was around, was right where he wanted him.

"You realise I'm not an omega, right?" Yoongi would say and the younger would laugh, embarrassed.

"I know that, hyung, I'm attracted to grumpy moody vampires, not omegas".

But still he would cuddle him in bed, head on his tummy, scenting it from time to time. The elder understood it was an instinctual thing.

He himself liked the idea of something only his alpha could give him so next time he decided to indulge him. He felt it was an important step they were about to take.

"Love it, hyung", Jimin said with his hands on his hyung's hips, "You look perfect".

"Do I look breedable to you?" Yoongi asked in his sultry voice and saw the world tilting as he was thrown on his back by his eager growling boyfriend.

"Stop teasing me, gods, my instincts are going haywire, he whined.

Jimin kissed the little chuckles coming off his hyung's lips away, pressing him into the mattress with his heated body. He kept grabbing him by the supple thighs and full buttocks, kneading the cool flesh and seeing how his brown eyes were filling with sparkles of red.

"How long has it been since you last fed?" he asked, panting.

"Too long", Yoongi drawled, lips slicked with spit and mouth open, with his sharp fangs peeking. "Undress me?"

Jimin slid his palms over the patterned lace. He untied and unclasped everything carefully, knowing how his hyung cared for his lingerie pieces. He unwrapped Yoongi like the most desired treasure that was decorated just for him.

When he pulled the panties down his smooth elegant legs and his gaze went back to his pretty pink cock he noticed something. There, at the base of the shaft was a cockring, snuggly fit around the veiny length.

"Hyung wants to be edged, hm?" he asked, eyes on the hard dick before him.

Yoongi just shrugged and teasingly smoothed us finger down his length, dipped it in precome and then put it in his mouth, looking so innocent while being anything but. The sight was too much, too hot to handle.

"Keep your hands above your head for me?" the werewolf asked and cupped his heavy balls.

He toyed with the girth, pushing a loose circle of fingers on it, fingers wrapping around the shiny cockhead and retracting when he felt Yoongi going tense. He has mastered the skill of playing with the elder and was putting all his knowledge to use.

He edged him until the other was whining quietly, head thrown back and spine arching. It was music for the alpha's ears.

Jimin grabbed his hyungs soft thighs.

"Keep these together, darling".

"Ah-alright", the vampire replied, clutching at the covers tightly.

He saw how Jimin used the strength of his hands and arms, almost hugging his lifted legs together before slicking his dick with some spit and positioning it between the thighs. He usually was graceful but now that seemed to amplify, most likely because of the upcoming rut. His animalistic side was coming to the front more and more in the moments like these

He started thrusting shallowly, then more confidently, intentionally brushing his thick cock on Yoongi's length, dragging out every stroke.

As the pace quickened Yoongi wanted to hide his face behind his arms because of the slapping sounds of their balls made together.

The elder moaned and hissed with every slap and was sure his boyfriend was doing it with intent, knowing how much he liked it.

Jimin came with a loud rumble, with his come splashing on Yoongi's strained cock and belly. The younger splayed his fingers all over the soft tummy, spreading the cum, murmuring "mine" under his nose repeatedly.

Yoongi waited until he was done before saying:

"That pre-rut really getting to you, huh?" his tone was sympathetic, fond.

"Worse than usual", the wolf replied tiredly, "Can hyung fuck my mouth?"

And his eyes scrunched cutely. The audacity.

Yoongi nodded and wanted to sit up only to end up manhandled to straddle the werewolf's chest with a quiet shriek.

"Careful, love", he said, slowly taking the cock ring off, seeing how more precome oozed out of the slit.

He took the shaft and shuffled closer to Jimin's face. He smeared the liquid along the plump lips and chin before parting those lips with the thick cockhead, sinking into the wet heat. The younger opened his mouth and welcomed the thrusts that were becoming more and more intense.

Yoongi was impatient from all the edging and knew the younger would stop him if we was being too much.

"Look at your face full of my cock", he rasped, "Taking everything I give you. Best boy".

The elder was getting delirious from the pleasure and it wasn't long until he felt himself releasing into the welcoming mouth. He pulled out halfway into coming to squirt the thick strands of white all over his boyfriend's neck and collarbones.

"My turn to mark you, sweetling".

He spread his release all over the heated skin, leaving behind his scent that surely felt intense to the wolf.

"Perfect", the younger licked his mouth looking up to his lover with eyes dazed.

They kissed hungrily, sharing the taste of each other and emitting sticky noises.

"What does hyung want now?" the younger asked in a mellow tone, smoothing the strands of hair off his forehead.

His eyes were ruby red, clearly showing how hungry he was.

"Want to ride your knot", Yoongi said seductively, "Wanna feed off you while sitting on it".

Jimin groaned feeling his cock spring back to life.

"Here, come here, hyung", there was desperation in his voice, instincts screaming in his head.

He manhandled his pretty hyung on his lap, holding him by the hips, grinding him down hard on his girth. Yoongi let out a sweet moan that Jimin kissed off his red bitten lips right away.

He got the lube, squeezing a generous amount on four fingers. His hyung was tight and delicate, he was surprised when he first learned he loved knotting so much.

Jimin took time to prepare the tight pink entrance, twisting his fingers inside, going in and out with one, two and eventually four fingers. He tried to avoid the prostate as much as he could not to overstimulate his hyung any more than he already did today.

Still Yoongi was panting and squirming so much, Jimin had to restrict him by circling an arm around his lower back, pressing close to his own body, not letting him move. Yoongi was quietly mewling stopping only to take breaths.

"Ready, Jimin-ah, I'm ready", he said in a shaking voice.

He lifted his thighs and felt Jimin's cock teasing his gaping entrance. He lowered himself slowly, easing the girth inside.

"S-so full", he choked out when his asscheeks touched Jimin’s thighs and he realised he was fully sat on his alpha's cock.

He leaned back a little and looked down. His own cock was standing proudly and his tummy was a little more rounded than usual.

His own cock was standing proudly and his tummy was a little more rounded than usual. It was something he never experienced before he met the werewolf.

"Here", he rasped, taking the younger’s hand and guiding it to his stomach to have a feel of Jimin's own cock bulging there.

"Mine, mine", Jimin said, scenting the vampire hastily and biting his earlobe, getting a shy hiss in return, "Gonna breed you so well".

Yoongi started rocking on the thick girth with as much strength as he could but the hunger made him a little weaker than usual. He desperately needed to fulfill that hunger with no other than Jimin.

His boyfriend noticed his state and took him by his thighs, spearing him on his cock as hard as he liked. The knot has already started forming when Yoongi bared his fangs and Jimin obediently tilted his head for easier access.

Yoongi nosed at the delicious smelling skin, lapping and spreading spit dripping off his tongue, not caring about it being pretty.

"Hyung", Jimin called, throat tight, "Please bite me".

The words whispered sounded like thunder in the vampire's head and he pierced the flesh, sipping carefully and relishing in the taste. He felt Jimin's knot expand and lock them together, felt stuffed to the brim everywhere.

He didn't latch onto the younger’s neck for long in order not to get drink on blood and detached with a loud gasp. He sat back, knot moving deeper inside his hole and he almost screamed in pleasure. Hot tears fell down his cheeks and he felt elated, complete.

Jimin was lapping at them with his tongue, his firm fingers were rubbing Yoongi's cock to completion. The elder came with Jimin filling his ass with hot come, breeding him well, tummy bulging and his own come splattered between them.

He smiled, dazed and sighed with relief.

"Love it when you breed me", he murmured into werewolf's ear, nipping at his shoulders and hearing his shy giggles.

"You're ideal for it, for me", he said soothingly running his palm on the rounded belly.

They sat pressed close to each other waiting for the knot to go down and planting affectionate kisses on each other.

"You should try it one day", Yoongi whispered, running his palms on the planes of his boyfriend's back, "Would you say yes?"

"If it's you who's asking then yes", Jimin kissed his mouth, nose, making it scrunch adorably, pecked his sweaty forehead.

Sated, fed, bred, with belly full and stuffed with his knot Yoongi smelt so much like mate, he could never want it to stop.

~end

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Perfectly Ruined | 4,5k | yoonmin✍🏼

Yoongi all but gives up to find a man for tonight to give him what he needs until Jimin's profile pops up on the app and he decides to give it a shot.

[ jimsu | dom/sub undertones | dom/sub switch | experienced yoongi | shy jimin | dirty talk | lingerie | begging | spanking | crying during sex | teasing | cock slapping | choking on cock repeatedly | manhandling | hair pulling | restriction of movement | rough sex | orgasm delay | overstimulation | all is consentual ]

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It's been a regular evening for him so far. He was spread across his bed, fresh out of the long shower, dressed in his favourite silky robe, feet up in the air.

Among all the apps his friends suggested Yoongi hated this current one with vengeance. Basic profiles, basic men, noone catching his interest. Atrocity after atrocity, the frustrated man almost exited it and deleted it off his phone forever but the next page popped up and his thumb froze. There was a picture of a young man, around the same age as him, maybe a little younger. And yes, the information stated that he was indeed two years below. He had pretty fluffy hair and a beautiful face. He scrolled through the profile, curious of his body. And there it was, sculpted well, not overly buff but obviously strong. He looked dainty almost, muscles lean and toned.

Yoongi licked his lips. He'd love to run his tongue over that honeyed skin. He positively liked what he was seeing. In the information box it was mentioned, right next to the fact he was a top, that he also was not very experienced.

Yoongi huffed a laugh. If he was given 500 won for every time a lad was putting "inexperienced" on his profile to get more attention from other guys who would want to teach him stuff, well. He'd be quite comfortable in life. Nevertheless he decided to message this - he looked at the top of the page again - Jimin guy and see what vibes he would be giving off.

Yoongi was pretty intuitive and trusted his judgment. And if he had even a sliver of doubt he'd leave immediately. Jimin responded almost right away and seemed eager to meet at a cafe to have a coffee and a chat.

It was the day of the meeting and Yoongi felt excited, looking at the photos from time to time and hoping to Gods this guy didn't turn out to be an asshole. Or a weirdo. Whether he liked the same things as him or not, it didn't quite matter, tastes differ and so on. The sexual interests mentioned on the profile sounded promising though.

Yoongi spotted him right away, the colour of his hair was standing out from other patrons. The cafe wasn't too crowded and he noticed Jimin chose a table in the corner, nice and secluded. He approached the younger boy and set his bag on the opposite chair.

- Jimin-ssi?

The man looked up and his mouth parted. Yoongi suppressed the urge to chuckle. He knew he looked good, the photos aren't really doing any justice in comparison to the real thing.

And he was wearing glasses only because his friends hollered and screamed how hot he looked in them. They could be pretty convincing that's why he chose to put them on. - Yoongi-ssi, - Jimin uttered looking all over his face, before going for a little bow, - Pleasure to meet you.

- Pleasure to meet you too, - Yoongi said, bowing back and sitting himself on a chair next to Jimin. They ordered their drinks and something to nibble on, immediately bonding on their mutual dislike for faulty dating apps.

Jimin had pleasant features, especially his delectable lips that he liked licking and biting, seemingly because of nerves. He did notice Yoongi looking at them and welcomed it. During their get to know each other talk, with both knowing exactly why they were here, Jimin's hand sneakily weaved around the other's waist and he didn't mind that one bit. He'd have to hold himself together not to kiss him right here.

- I had another thorough look at your profile and I must say you tick most of my boxes, - Yoongi started directing the conversation to where he aimed originally. - I'm glad to hear it, - the man genuinely seemed relieved at the confirmation.

They chatted a little, without giving away too personal details but nevertheless it was a pleasant and light conversation. Jimin seemed to give off good vibes, albeit he was a little shy. He had cute gestures and confident moves, he knew how to hold himself and with more time spent talking about meaningless things the more Yoongi was letting his suspicions down. The younger man didn't look like someone dangerous. - Do you have much experience? I know you've stated you don't but just to make sure, I prefer to be clear with my partners.

- This is true, - Jimin fidgeted on his seat, - I do have some experience. But not a lot and I hope you will be alright with that. He was twisting the hem of his sweater in his fingers. He was the cutest top out there, he could swear, already salivating at the images rushing through his mind.

- It's just fine, - the elder reassured, - How about we go over my little questionnaire? He got the bag and took out a neat folder and a pen.

- I already ticked some things that I enjoy and things I don't engage in. I also already have a rough idea what I'd like us to do together so let's see if we match more properly then on that stupid app. +

- And if you have something else in mind, do tell me. Alright? - Jimin giggled, hiding half of his face behind his fingers.

- You're so proper and organized, it's hot, - he mumbled shyly. - Feel free to ask any questions, - Yoongi chuckled at his admission and leaned back. He let the man go through the list on his own.

- Will do, - he agreed, already looking over the lines with attention. - Not a fan of bondage? - Yoongi asked looking through their completed list a little later.

- Haven't tried much, but rather open to it. The younger hid his face in a cup of coffee, stealing sneaky glances at the man next to him, hand weaving back to lie around the waist comfortably. Yoongi didn't mind.

- If you're okay then we can try. Familiar with the traffic light system? After his conformation the elder felt relieved. Jimin knew the basics and that will be more than enough for them to have their fun.

They discussed some more points and came to a mutual agreement to meet tonight at Yoongis place. After exchanging numbers and after giving the man his address Yoongi hurried back home to prepare.

He loved to have everything ready and organized. He cleaned his room and brought fresh bedding and towels. He had touched some things with Jimin in their conversation without going too deep into the details but mostly there was no scenario. They both made sure they liked certain things. For the rest of it... It was nice to set rough boundaries and just let the chemistry between two people do it's magic.

Even if the said people were practically strangers. Oh, Yoongi marveled, especially if they were strangers. When the doorbell rang, he quickly tied his long black robe around his waist and went to open the door.

Jimin was dressed slightly differently than in the afternoon, looking more like he was going on a date. The leather jacket he had on outlined his frame perfectly. The elder invited him in and took his jacket to hang it on the rack.

- Would you like a drink? - he asked.

- Not right now, I'm afraid - Jimin replied scratching the back of his head, - To be honest I'm a little nervous. - Don't worry, you're in good hands - they smiled widely at each other, - But if there is something in particular that you are worried about just tell me and we can talk it out. Or we can stop all together at any moment in time. There he took the younger man's hand in his, having figured out in the cafe that the other was very tactile.

- I will not be offended. We're doing this for fun, aren't we?

- Sure we are! - Jimin answered. They walked inside the bedroom and his guest emitted a quiet gasp.

- Your room looks so beautiful! Have you designed it?

- Yeah, well, it's my passion if you will, the interior design. Let's have a seat?

They both sat on the bed and Yoongi took the younger's hands in his. - Here I am going to talk you through what I have in mind and you tell me if that sounds good to you, alright?

- Yeah.

Yoongi smiled.

- You can call me hyung. Actually, I insist you address me as hyung tonight.

- Yes, hyung, - he sat up straighter. - You are doing very well so far, - the elder said and they both laughed.

The atmosphere wasn't that awkward anymore. Yoongi was a smooth talker and was confident he can put his partner at ease with the power of his words. One of Jimin's hands slid to the elders waist clad in black silk. He scooted closer, rubbing Yoongi's side and looking at his face attentively.

- So I'd like you to relax a little, - hyung said, his voice being a steady deep flow. - Let's get you out of these clothes first. He was still holding his hand while narrating.

- Then I'd love us to touch each other, something simple, yeah?

- Yes, hyung, - he could already see the blush on his cheeks.

- And then I'll tie you up and edge you. And once I'm through with you, you can do me. - How I like it? - his eyes widened.

Yoongi played their earlier conversion in his head.

- Yes, just how you like it, sweetling.

Jimin eagerly moved first to undo the black cord of the robe and held it in his arms. He looked at it in wonder and Yoongi couldn't help the chuckle that escaped his mouth.

- That's exactly what I'll be tying you up with, boy.

The younger let it fall on the bed next to them and started unbuttoning his shirt, eyes averted to his knees. - Show yourself off for me.

Jimin stood up and got rid of all his clothes slowly, standing before the elder in all his naked glory. Yoongi touched and palmed the defined muscles, admiring the well sculpted body in front of him. - Your turn, hyung, - he was distracted from his viewing session by a soft voice laced with mirth.

- Cheeky, - he commented and stood up to shrug off the long robe, letting it fall on the floor. He was left in a black lacy bodice and fishnet holdups that he preferred today to any of his fancier lingerie because he wanted to feel comfortable in his favourite items. Jimin couldn't take his eyes of the pale skin in black lace, so beautiful on his body as if it was made just for him exclusively. He looked pretty, dainty, ready to be ruined mercilessly. He wanted to throw the elder on the bed and worship that ass, buff chest and legs, kiss that soft tummy and press him into the mattress.

Yoongi noticed the ogling and threw his head back with a laugh, graciously cocking his hips and turning around, showing off his amazing body. He loved the way he looked and was pretty confident in himself but it was always nice to be looked at like that, unabashed and hungry.

Yoongi laid back on the bed and motioned for Jimin to come close. - Give me a kiss, sweetheart, - he crooned, opening his mouth and letting the younger see his little tongue running over his teeth.

Jimin connected their lips, the touch soft, careful. He tasted him like something he never did before, tongue licking at the tongue and little hums escaping his chest.

- Now would you help hyung take these off? The younger man looked down where Yoongi was pointing and saw lace panties that were tightly holding his swollen cock inside with the pink head peaking above the hem.

But the moment his fingers touched the black lace he was stopped. - Do it with your hands behind your back.

He groaned at this but went along, unexpectedly picking hyung's legs up and moving them further on the bed, diving to take the panties off after. That little bit of manhandling was so hot, Yoongi's length twitched. He imagined how it would be to end up at Jimin's mercy, in his strong hands moving him as he pleased.

Despite it being physically challenging, after some twisting and turning Yoongi laid bare in front of the other man. He sat up, patting the bedsheets in front of him and Jimin obediently sat in front of him. He spread his legs wide and picked the elders ankles to put his legs over his. They were close enough to touch each other if they so wanted. Yoongi extracted a bottle of lube and uncapped it, dribbling the gel all over the younger’s thick cock.

He wasn't going to lie, he loved the sight of veiny length, coming to life over his heavy balls.. - Pleasure yourself for me, darling. - he asked, lathering himself up and mirroring the other's moves.

They spread the lube over their cocks, touching and fisting them like they'd usually do it alone. Jimin's shoulders were raised, he was obviously flustered but still he kept going, watching Yoongi jerk off with his long fingers.

The elder leaned and his big hand replaced the dainty ones, engulfing his erection in his palm and moving languidly. Jimin gasped and moved his hands forward to do the same. They glided them along their shafts, just enjoying the pleasurable familiar sensations.

Yoongi noticed how the men calmed down and his posture relaxed. He could continue with no worries. Some more kisses were shared, lips not seemingly to want to part from one another. Jimin kissed sweetly, giving small nips to the lips and suckling on the tip of the tongue like it was candy. He was very attentive, looking at Yoongi's eyes for his reactions, expecting praise probably. The elder provided.

Smoothing the pink locks he drew him in closer, whispering into plush lips:

- Lay down for me, pretty, and put your hands on the headboard. Once Yoongi turned around to look for the silk robe ribbon he felt strong arms hugging him from behind and a marvelously thick cock grinding on his butt, the girth of it wide enough to part his asscheeks. - Thank you for guiding me hyung, I love it - he said giddily, giving the pert butt another promising grind and backing away to lay back on the pillows. Yoongi tsked and looked at the other half accusing, half amused. - I'll let this slide because I'm in a generous mood, pup. Try to be more obedient onwards.

- Alright, hyung, - the younger man threw him a dazzling smile and raised his hands to the headboard, waiting to be tied up. After Yoongi made sure the bounds are tight enough to keep him there but loose enough to keep it safe he turned around and sat on Jimin's belly.

The elder curved his spine ro stick his butt out for Jimin to have a perfect view of his tight pink hole. - You wanna fuck this? - he slapped his own buttcheek, - You're so sure you can?

Jimin groaned, eyes zeroed on a jiggling globe in front of him. And then he felt fingers wrapping around his erection, now fully hard. - Look at that thick cock, - the elder gave the head a light slap, making it bob slowly.

- Answer me.

- I do, I do, ah! - he cried out when a firmer slap handed on his shaft with a loud sound. - I do, hyung! - It's all you can think about now right? - the other kept stimulating the girth with both hands, slapping it unexpectedly, coaxing long moans out of the man he was sitting on. - How to stick it in me? - Yes I want to stick it in your ass, hyung, - the younger repeated, hips trying to lift from the pleasurable rubs on his shaft.

He was unable to move much though, Yoongi's weight pinning him down with force. - Good, sweetling, - he hummed and proceeded to jerk the veiny cock off, rolling the balls in his palm and making his moves faster.

When he felt muscles under him tense - a tell-tale sign of an approaching orgasm - he put his hands in the air. He was listening to Jimin's pathetic whines and watching as the angry red cock twitched with want. He slapped his muscular thighs, two, three times each, hard and sharp, to distract him from sensations in his lower abdomen. He then soothed the quickly reddening skin, running his relaxed fingertips all over the beginnings of marks.

- Hyungnim, - the younger called, - I'm ready, please. - You asked so nicely, how can I say no to you? - Yoongi got back to jerking the thick length with both palms, adding the twisting motions on the upstroke. And soon Jimin was close to the edge again and the elder swatted at his pinkened thighs and balls, leaving the cock move in the air with nothing to grind on.

One look behind at Jimin made his heart skip a beat or two. He was lying there sweaty, teary-eyed, lips gathered in a pout and eyes zeroed on the entrance between the supple cheeks and pink balls that Yoongi was rubbing on his belly. - I'm thinking on sucking you off, pretty, - Yoongi voiced, his tone thoughtful. - I'm not sure you deserved it though.

With that tears spilled on the younger man's cheeks and he suddenly laughed. - Oh, heavens, hyung, I'm such a mess. - he shuffled, getting more comfortable and asking in a sweet tone, - Please suck my cock. Please, pretty please, hyungnim, I'll do anything. Yoongi shuffled closer to his chest, knees at the sides, and stretched his hand to wipe the tears off Jimin's cheeks.

- Sure. You deserve that, pup. He bent over and now his ass was even closer to the other's face bit he couldn't pay it the same amount of attention. All his thoughts were down on his crotch, where Yoongi bent and let his thick cock inside his mouth, stuffing himself full to the brim. He bobbed his head a little before doing all the way down again, restricting his airways and coming up after a while, coughing and spitting saliva everywhere. It was messy then. He would stay with his mouth and throat full of cock, moving in small grinds, impaling himself on the veiny thickness until he can't anymore only to come up panting, dripping his spit all over Jimin's balls and thighs. The noises he was making were lewd and arousing, pushing the younger man closer and closer to the edge along with the visual of Yoongi's pink hole quivering and balls tensing right in front of his face. He came unexpectedly, pushed into the elders throat, come gushing out of him repeatedly. Yoongi felt the length twitch inside, choking him nicely like for the last five minutes or so. They tried to regain their breathing while Yoongi untied Jimin and rubbed the imprints on his elegant wrists.

They kissed, the younger tasting himself in the other's mouth and licking into the wet cavern to get more of it. - Fuck me, right now, - Yoongi breathed out, looking at Jimin's eyes and gathering the running down saliva and remnants of cum off his face onto his fingers to lick them clean one by one.

Jimin saw the challenge but it was an easy job for him. He grabbed the elder by his biceps and turned him around forcefully, pushing him onto the bed. He used one hand to press on his nape and pin him down and grabbed his supple asscheek with the other to move it to the side. He finally got to taste his ass and plunge into the tight hole with his tongue. He licked messily, pressing the muscle inside, sucking and slurping while Yoongi's swears were drowning in the blankets that Jimin shoved him in. Eventually giving up on slapping and trying to grab the younger Yoongi clutched at the sheets and spread his knees a little wider. Strong fingers were digging in the back of his neck, restricting his movements and no matter how much he fought to raise the younger man wouldn't budge.

He was loving it, feeling unable to move and just take whatever he was given. His mouth opened wide at the sensations on his hole that was thoroughly being devoured. Jimin stopped for a moment to spit on the entrance and the elder felt it drooling down to his balls. They too got fondled gently, thumb massaging his perineum and stimulating his prostate from the outside. After a pause he didnt know what to expect but then heard a clicking sound and soon a generous amount of cool lube was poured on his crack, dripping down on the sheets. A calloused pad of the thumb pushed and prodded again and breached his rim, moving inside and out slowly. When Yoongi relaxed he felt the hand on his neck disappearing but he wasn't rushing to stand. He stayed put until Jimin threw a leg over across his back, immobilizing him yet again.

- I'm not going to run away, he chuckled, knowing he can always use his light system to stop or having good judo skills, just throw the man off of him.

So far he was enjoying the play. - Of course you're not, hyung, - Jimin said softly, - Not until I become one with this, - and he lightly smacked the full buttcheek coaxing yet another laugh out of Yoongi. Jimin pushed in with two slicked up fingers, bending them to look for the prostate and when he found it the elder understood the need to hold him down.

The man was relentless, fingering him in earnest, grazing the sensitive gland at every plunge. The movements were fast and rough, jolting the bent body and producing loud slapping sounds.

Yoondi cried out, his voice vibrating from the pace of Jimin's fingers until he thought he couldn't take no more. Just then he stopped, grabbing Yoongi by the sides and rubbing the cockhead on his fucked entrance.

- I'm ready, hyung, - he said, keeping his tone so sweet the other almost felt it on his tongue, - Just say your word. - Ruin me, - he blurted, hands grabbing more of the sheets for leverage.

Jimin bent and carefully gathered his silver hair that fell on his face. He grabbed it tight in his fist and circled his other hand on the base of his pulsating cock. He pushed it in, moving in abrupt thrusts, making room for himself inside warm welcoming body.

Yoongi panted with his mouth open. He held his breath as the thick erection pierced him, parting him inside. He loved the feeling of firm thick cock moving in him, bottoming out and filling him until there's no space left anymore.

He waited it out until asking Jimin to move.

With the hand pulling his hair he was limited in his movements. He was forced to arch his back and get split on a girth that left no room for an inch more.

The younger moved rapidly, thrusting into him with no care in the world and Yoongi thrived on it. He felt drool seeping out of his open mouth and garbled sounds coming out of him at every push.

Jimin aimed directly at his sweetest spot, driving his hyung towards much awaited peak. He felt his dick pulsating and dribbling come on the sheets. It's been a while since he came untouched unless it was one of his toys he's been pleasuring himself with. He had no time to get a breather as Jimin let go of his hair to lay on top of him, trapping his still spread legs with his and not moving to pull out.

His dick too got trapped between the sheets and his abdomen, still quite hard and needy. - Ah, Jimin! - he wailed as he realized he had no way of getting out of this position and the other's thick cock was still in him, gradually increasing his pace. The noises that spilled out of his mouth were close to animalistic as he was getting railed into tomorrow just how he wished. He cried repeatedly as the length speared him, fucking his body into the mattress and loosening his now wide stretched hole. He didn't know how long it lasted, he only knew his voice became so hoarse, it was hard for him to say anything. With force he reached for his aching cock with his hand and squeezed at the base, staving his orgasm off.

- Fill me up, - he gasped, - I want your come deep in me. Jimin grunted and finished inside the tight round ass in dozen of thrusts.

Yoongi was trembling like a leaf on the wind, his legs gave out and he'd have flopped down if not for the younger man gently supporting his pelvis. Jimin all but scooped hom in his arms and turned his hyung around.

He went between his legs that he put on his shoulders and swallowed his sensitive cock, plunging two of his fingers inside his abused entrance. Yoongi let out a choked cry, writhing on the bed and pushing his length indide warm heat of Jimins mouth.

The next moment he saw white and it felt like something exploded in him. With a strangled sound he came and kept on coming and coming, releasing inside the younger. He kept shaking and twitching and Jimin milked him absolutely dry with his sensual lips and tongue. He felt pleasingly spent and empty.

His whole body slumped on the mattress, with the other man resting his head on his soft tummy, hands gliding mindlessly up and down his sides. - Fuck, - Jimin uttered with such awe in his voice Yoongi started laughing with the other joining him too.

- Ah-haa, indeed, - the older man said, rubbing at his sweaty face. - Gods, I don't think I can move for the next century. - Me either, - was Jimin's retort, whichsounded regretful.

- Then don't, - Yoongi replied easily - We have tons of things to do now.

- What kind of things? - he perked up cutely and if he had ears they would surely stand up on his head. - A long shower and delicious food of course, - Yoongi replied hoarsely, clearing his throat. - And lots of tea with honey. - Honey-hyung, - the younger giggled and with that sound Yoongi laid back on the bed, soaring in his high, long fingers tangled in damp pink locks.

~the end~

#ai-ee au #ai-ee au jimsu #bts au fic #yoonmin #jimsu #jimsu au #jimsu smut

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At First Undertone | 3,5k | yoonmin✍🏼

Yoongi, usually composed and nonchalant, leads a book reading club and gets interested in a new member Jimin with a dreamy scent of licorice and coffee. His natural shyness complicates things especially with Jimin always making him flustered.

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The apartment complex had all possible facilities when Yoongi moved in here several years ago.

And while he enjoyed some stretching classes in their fitness club and sometimes took a swim and half an hour in a sauna, he wasn't a fan of active ways to spend his free time. The complex had a large library and that gave him a lovely idea.

As one of the owners he suggested to host a book reading club, suitable for people who couldn't or simply didn't want to be very active and wanted some company instead of reading on their own. It's been a year since he started the club and he mostly had the same members.

The only downside were the scents. They say omegas are more attuned to the smell of other wolves, doing magnificent things in tracking and deciphering various undertones and alphas were said to be just these knotheads that jumped at every sweet smelling thing.

That was an exaggeration of course. Still, Yoongi was unusually rather sensitive to the scents around him from the very moment he presented. That's why alpha was wearing blockers that would shield him from the cacophony that was happening in a gathering of any sort.

With that his book club became his island of peace. Until one day he saw an unfamiliar face before their meeting.

The day was hotter than usual, humid summer making the air heavy, blooming by the end of July. The library was quiet and the alpha came earlier to prepare some stories he wanted to show his club members. He's been sweating buckets and was a little nervous about the blocking spray wearing off in the middle of the meeting.

- Excuse me, is the book club gathering here today? Yoongi lifted his head from the pages he's been flipping through and saw a pretty unfamiliar face.

Truly, a strikingly beautiful face, features attractive and jawline sharp. - It's here, yes, - he saw one of the flyers in the man's hands and assumed he must be new here, - It starts in quarter of an hour. You are welcome to join and listen.

The young man nodded and proceeded to the circle of chairs Yoongi pointed at. The newcomer sits quietly and with what Yoongi can guess with his quick glances, he is interested. He sits prettily, naturally graceful or maybe because the skirt he has on is narrow and doesn't allow much space for moving legs apart.

♡ yg/jm visuals ♡

Half into the meeting he feels the scents of others slowly creeping in on him.

So the blocker did wear off eventually, he thinks forlornly, discreetly looking at the clock on the opposite wall. He feels overwhelmed by the end, trying to secretly breathe through his nose, the hem of the long skirt clutched in his fist.

He stays sitting on his chair, waving goodbyes and opting to wait for others to disperse. Once the coast was clear he stood up, grabbed his bag and quickly fished out his spray. Quickly applying it all over his neck, just before it started to take effect, he caught a whiff of something bitter and delicious, like coffee with a hint of a treat. Maybe it was licorice? - Thank you, it was great! Do you hold these meetings often?

The young boy was there again, a small smile on his face. Yoongi clutched his bag with both hands, slightly nervous talking to a new person. - It's every Tuesday, right here.

- I'm Jimin, by the way, - he chirped and bowed. Yoongi bowed back, straightened his reading glasses and introduced himself:

- Min Yoongi, the host of this little book club. Jimin's face lit up.

- Wow, thanks for organizing this, I'd love to keep coming here! Do I need to bring a book too?

Yoongi waved his hands.

- Only if you want to read or suggest reading it. If you're unsure you can just come and listen with the rest. Yoongi straightened the strap of his shoulder bag over his blouse.

- Thank you, Yoongi-ssi, - he bowed again. - It was nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you too, Jimin-ssi, - he watched his retreating back and finally gave into the urge and crossed his arms in front of himself. Jimin was intimidatingly gorgeous and talking to gorgeous boys always got the alpha restless.

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- Ksksks, Seoltang! Come back!

In moments like this Yoongi regretted having such a curious cat.

The sounds of people moving in next door attracted him and he went to explore. Yoongi wanted to catch the cat on time but failed and watched how the fluffy white tail disappears on a neighbouring balcony.

He sighed. Now he had to go and get him. The alpha went out of his flat and knocked in the door further down the hall. To his utter surprise the one who opened it was a new member of his book reading club - Jimin.

- Oh, hello, Yoongi-ssi! Are the sounds bothering you? Yoongi had no idea Jimin was new to the complex as well.

- Hi, no, the sounds don't bother me. If they did I could work with my headphones

He was getting embarrassed again because Jimin was not so subtly checking him out. His gaze went back to Yoongi's face and his eyes widened, as if he just realized what he was doing. - Nice overalls, Yoongi-ssi, I've been looking for similar ones for ages! Ah, would you like a cup of coffee or tea?

Yoongi already lifted his hands in front of him to wave him off and say he has tons of things to do. The idea of being in close proximity to a pretty boy was making his palms sweat.

- I insist, - Jimin said cutely and scrunched his nose.

Noo, Yoongi thought, that was totally unfair. So, stumbling a bit and awkwardly chuckling, he stepped into Jimin's flat and let himself be led into the kitchen, carefully walking around the unopened boxes. Jimin prepared them drinks and took charge of the talking, telling Yoongi how he and his best friend bought this flat together, how he loved everything here and that he is an artist but on hiatus at the moment. Yoongi shared that he works from home, mostly translating books for a big publishing agency. Jimin probably realized books are the safest topic at the moment because the alpha was cutely embarrassed at every eye contact they had. The more they talked the more at ease he felt, eventually warming up to the younger and letting him call him hyung.

- By the way, hyung, - Jimin asked, - Did you by any chance come because of this guy? He pointed at the roof of the tall fridge where a fluffy white cat was sleeping peacefully.

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The first bouquet didn't catch enough of Yoongi's attention.

He came early before the club meeting and found a bouquet on his usual chair. Blue, white, pink and yellow flowers looked a little chaotic and overall were giving off spring vibes.

Yoongi genuinely thought someone just forgot it there.

The thought that someone gave it to him never crossed his mind.

Nevertheless, after asking the staff in the library he deemed it abandoned and took it with him. The second one could be a coincidence but made him think.

He needed to find out who these might be from.

When his blocker wore off later in the evening he wanted to thoroughly sniff it to catch the scent but it wasn't needed.

The bouquet was scented, the paper emitting the aroma of coffee and licorice. He had an urge to squeal but was afraid he will be heard through the walls.

Jimin, Jimin, was he trying to court him? Yoongi wasn't even sure about his subgender. If he was an omega like most he'd surely be disappointed when he finds out about his specific preferences in bed.

When the next meeting started with him finding another bouquet he decided to talk to the younger man.

He invited him for a walk in the inner garden they had in the centre of their complex.

- Jimin, - he called for him and they interrupted their peaceful strolling, Yoongi still holding flowers in his hands. They were handy to fiddle with because nerves were eating him alive.

- Yes, hyung?

- I want to be honest with you right away but you need to listen okay?

- Okay, - the young man said softly. He must have realised his hyung is getting flustered again and opted for looking at the bed of flowers nearby.

- Your scent feels amazing to me, - he blurted and Jimin coughed, hiding us mouth behind his palm. - Y-your too, uuh, hyung. - Jimin ducked his head and pretended he was really interested in ties in the front of his dress.

- And thank you for the pretty bouquets...

- Pretty bouquets for a pretty boy! - the other said and Yoongi groaned I frustration. - You're such a menace! Bratty omega, - he grumbled.

- What?

- Oh no, please, I'm sorry, I didn't want to assume, - the elder backtracked realizing his mistake.

- It's fine, hyung, - Jimin's tone was amused. - I'm an alpha. - A-alpha? - Yoongi's face was on fire. He did not expect that.

The younger straightened his back and puffed his chest on pure instinct, having heard the calling by his rank. - I am, I thought you knew. Although I admit it sometimes can be tricky to tell other's subgender. I saw a handsome alpha - Yoongi hid his face behind the bouquet - and decided to show him my interest. - Well, that... I'm honoured but- Jimin, - he sighed exasperatedly and continued when he felt small fingers in his palm, - I needed to be sure because I like things to go a certain way, you know?

- I know. I mean, I understand. But I'd like to learn. If you let me? Well, what could he say to that? The attraction was undeniable and grew even more intense through several weeks they've known each other.

- I guess it doesn't hurt to try, - Yoongi said, looking everywhere but Jimin's face, hearing his giggling right next ro him. - Don't be nervous, - asked the younger, - We don't have to date if you don't want to. Let's just give this a run. See if we fit?

- Alright, Jimin-ah, - the elder mumbled shyly, taking the lead and proceeding around the paths of inner garden.

♡ nsfw | bttm!yg/top!jm | lingerie | sex toys | nipple play | ass worship | face fucking | knotting | overstimulation ♡

Yoongi let Jimin court him.

He wasn't that passionate about it, although he admitted it was nice.

The young alpha seemed to take it seriously so he indulged him. He was also getting impatient, wearing less of the scent blocker to feel Jimin's bittersweet coffee close. Realizing the other is too of a gentleman, Yoongi took matters in his own hands.

He prepared a meal, one of those he was confident about and invited the alpha over. No matter how he felt about stereotypes, dinner with wine, candles and flower arrangement in the middle was pretty straightforward. They ended up in the elder's bedroom much to his delight and embarrassment.

The room that already smelt like him started filling with thick jasmine aroma, tinted with seasalt. It felt like walking along the seafront, flowers blooming and summer air humid. Yoongi guided Jimin to his bed, nose tucked in the younger’s neck to inhale more of him and to hide his burning face.

- Hyung, are you getting shy? - Jimin asked, tone amused and endeared. Yoongi nodded, shoulders raised and nervous giggle escaping him.

- Tell me how you want it, if you still wanna fo this, - the younger whispered in his reddened ear and felt him shiver in his arms. - Want you in me, - Yoongi murmured, pulling the young alpha on top of himself and laying on the soft bedsheets.

They kissed deeply, slowly, licking over each other's lips and grunting in pleasure when their hips would buck and brush their clothed elections. - Stay there, - Jimin asked and pushed Yoongi's shoulders to get him to keep paying on his back.

He let himself relax and forget his body was being raked with hungry eyes of the alpha before him. The elder pulled at the hem of his dress, silently asking the other to rid him of clothes. Jimin didn't waste any time and quickly undressed his hyung, revealing milky pale skin, soft and tender to the touch of curious hands. And then he stopped.

Yoongi covered his face with his palms, imagining the look on the younger's face.

- Hyung, - his voice was airy, breathing hard, - Look at you.

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Yoongi was wearing a set of lingerie, lilac and purple, hems decorated in embroidery of butterfly wings.

- Surprise? - he said and lifted himself on his arms, coming face to face with the alpha. - Do I have to beg? Jimin kissed him with fervor, not holding back, clutching his waist tight, running hands on the soft stomach. He unclasped hid bra, revealing pink nipples.

- Are they sensitive? - Jimin asked, touching them with his fingers. Yoongi shook his head.

- Not really. Are yours?

It was now the other's turn to blush and nod, puffing his chest more, dark nipples on display.

Yoongi smirked. He latched onto them, biting and slicking the nubs with saliva, grazing them with his nails and sucking, leaving marks in aftermath.

Jimin's nubs were swollen prettily and his lover took time to admire his work, sliding palms all over the marks. He was mewling like a kitten, pushing his chest in his hyung's face who accepted that gladly.

- Look at this alpha loving his nipples played with, - Yoongi taunted and laughed when Jimin attacked his neck with kisses, growling playfully. He distracted the elder with hands on his hips, pulling at the beautiful panties.

He hooked the thumbs on the lace and pulled them down his legs, revealing hard cock and heavy balls, all pink and pretty. - You're beautiful everywhere, hyung, - the younger choked out and dove to lick a stripe up the shaft. Yoongi wanted to squeeze his thighs together but Jimin was quick to hold his knees and wrap those thighs around his neck, tongue already lapping at smooth testicles and tracing the veins on his girth. - How do you feel about knotting?

Yoongi spluttered, not expecting such a question. He eagerly nodded, feeling the flames licking his cheeks and going down his chest. - I want it, so much, - he mumbled.

Jimin dove in again, face on the same level as Yoongi's leaking cock.

- You have such a pretty cock, hyung, - he stared at him cheekily, - Can you fuck my face?

Yoongi groaned at the request and at the sight of eagerly open mouth. He guided himself inside the wet cavern and started thrusting to his heart's content.

The room filled with lewd sticky noises and occasional growls of the younger alpha, fighting to stay submitted to the other of his kind. They sent vibrations through Yoongi's cock which only quickened his pace and made him come faster.

He filled the younger's mouth and the other rose to kiss his hyung with come still between plush lips. They kissed as Jimin kneaded plump asscheeks, splaying his finders wide on the supple flesh.

- Turn around? - Jimin asked and the elder alpha complied, laying on his tummy with back arched gracefully. Jimin felt he could spend a lifetime worshipping the pert butt, kneading the flesh and nipping at it, making Yoongi squeal and giggle, face hidden in his crossed arms. He kissed every inch of it, moving then to the entrance and parting the reddened cheeks. He gave Yoongi time to stop him but he didn't. So he licked over the pink entrance hearing a gasp coming out of his hyung. He licked and sucked like his life depended on it, thrusting inside and out at a rapid pace. Yoongi felt himself getting hard again quickly so he asked to prep him.

He wanted to come on this alpha's knot. Jimin stood up to get a bottle of lube and a butt plug.

- What is this for? - Yoongi asked, cheeks red and hair stuck to his forehead.

He looked disheveled and sinful like this, naked and sated yet still wanting more. - To prep you better, - Jimin replied and got to work.

With a generous amount of lube he eased the toy inside, parting the tight walls to accommodate Jimin's girth. When he deemed him ready and turned his hyung around Yoongi stopped him. - I have just the thing if you're into it.

He went for his bedside cabinet, extracting a couple of nipple clamps that got Jimin intrigued. There was a metal chain connecting them and the younger thought he guessed the elder's idea. - Okay, hyung, put them on, - he arched his chest invitingly and soon it was adorned with the clamps sitting tightly on his nipples, chain moving when he would change his position.

- Now I'm ready, - Yoongi laid back with hands above his head, eyes still on the metal. - You just want the show but I don't mind, - Jimin kissed him hard before positioning himself between his hyung's thighs, rubbing the thick cockhead on slicked stretched hole. He slipped inside with close to no resistance, moaning in tandem with Yoongi, waiting for his permission to move. And soon it was granted.

The tight walls were taking him so well, he'd spend a lifetime there if he could. He trusted his hips going in and out of the pleasurable heat, moving in circles and alternating long and short strides.

The chain between his nipples was rocking with every movement, hitting the sweaty chest,  making Jimin emit short "a-ah"s from the tug of the clamps. - Come here, hyung, - he asked when he felt his peak nearing and helped him up in his lap.

He bounced Yoongi on his cock until he couldn't stave it off anymore and finally came inside his ass, letting out sweet moans of bliss. He felt his knot expanding, making room inside his hyung.

The fit was snug as if they were created specifically for each other's bodies.

Yoongi was still hard and he went to jerk him off but the elder caught his hand first. - Want to come from your knot, - he whispered and circled his hips in small altitude, making Jimin throw his head back with the most sinful moan he ever heard.

- As my alpha wishes, - he said with his throat tight. - Use me however you desire. Yoongi rocked his hips and grinded on the knot inside him, making the alpha whine and squirm.

- Feel so full, - he slurred, moving faster hut still small, not to hurt them both. He grinded until he felt the younger come inside, shaking from overstimulation. He tugged on his leaking cock and came all over the younger’s abdomen, the strings of his release coating the sweaty skin.

Yoongi took the clamps off and smoothed the irritated skin, smiling at Jimin's relieved face. - I'm taking notes, just so you know, - he said, voice full of giddiness.

- Just so you now, hyung, I do too.

Jimin gave him a dazzling smile and saw Yoongi's mouth stretched in a gummy one. They held onto each other tight, hands grabbing shoulders and thighs firmly, waiting for the knot to go down.

- Gods, - Yoongi uttered, slipping off the softened cock and looking around, noticing clothes and sheets scattered around, - aren't we just /wild/. - It's not a bad thing, - Jimin claimed joyfully, trying to stand up, rubbing the sore muscles.

- I need to go to the gym to work on my stamina. The shy librarian is a beast in bed who would have thought, - Jimin ducked to avoid a slap. - That was so corny! And I'm not a librarian, - he whined, gathering the sheets off the floor. - Shower or bath?

Jimin mulled this over.

- Which option includes you with me? Yoongi covered his eyes and laughed, shoulders shaking. He stood up and went into the direction of the bathroom.

- Hurry up, I want to read before bed, - and slipped inside, hips moving side to side, leaving the door open. Reading before bed together, Jimin thought, that's married culture.

Turned out they are indeed compatible. He'll have to check though.

As many times as possible.

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#ai-ee au #ai-ee au jimsu #alpha x alpha #bts au fic #yoonmin #jimsu #jimsu au