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It was too early in the morning for this, yet his hands faltered on the broad chest below.
His lips quivered, his hips rocking sinfully as the length rubbed between his walls.
Jimin panted into the dark air as he picked up his pace, those lovely sparks fucking its way through him while he let out a quivering moan. Yoongi, his lover below him, hissed in the feeling, his teeth gritting with a little buck of his hips.
His big hands SLAPPED against Jimin's ass, gripping and groping, and the younger let out another slutty purr. He felt himself drip further, further down and around Yoongi's cock. It made him want to ride faster, faster and faster. It all was just feeling so so good. But despite his hazy mind, he already knew he was going a not-so-slow-at-all pace already.
"Ugggh, fuck," Yoongi's low voice came out in a growl, his narrow eyes squinting shut. His strands of his deep red hair was sticking to his forehead, as his entire figure was laced in sweat. Jimin was too, and he thought they were beautiful together like this.
His pussy twitched and tightened with every movement, Yoongi's hands prompting him to rock more and more onto him. He could feel his own slick wetness begin to creep down, lower and lower, to the point where it probably drooled over more than just Yoongi's length. And God, didn't Jimin love it. Yoongi loved it too.
Jimin's private parts made him different than others. Different and better than any average man or woman, Yoongi had once told him. And Jimin had come to believe him. Because he got to be the filthiest whore yet with him. A pretty little boy, with a pretty little boypussy on him.
The tip of Jimin's tongue peeked out between his plush lips as a thick drop of sweat fell from his chin. His fingers twitched, nails digging across the skin of Yoongi's chest from time to time, and Yoongi tossed his head back as he bucked up into him once again.
"O-Oh fuck, Oppa..~" Jimin tilted his dizzy head forward, messy beige colored hair falling over his teary eyes, high pitched breathes becoming faster as did his hips. God, it all just felt too, too good. He was in heaven, and he was bringing Yoongi there too. Honey-toned skin continuously grinded against the paler sugar one, liquid arousal leaking from between, and providing a good dizzying ride for the both of them.
His heart beat faster, the heat burned brighter, his stomach coiled, the muscles in his cramping thighs burned. He was in this position for quite some time on Yoongi's dick, but he hardly even realized. He didn't even remember how they got like this, at six in the morning, under the dim sky light coming in through their window. But he truly had started out slow, they both were pulled deep into the pleasure. But now, they were too deep in it to really stop.
They didn't want to. And Jimin was most definitely not going to.
And with the way that warmth was beginning to spread all over his body, he felt like he never would stop. In this state, in his delirious mind, he felt he could go on and on and on forever, riding his hyung on this messy, dampening bed.
"God damn it, J-Jiminie," Yoongi huffed, snapping him out of his thoughts, "F-Feels so good.. Your pussy feels s-so good, baby boy..~"
"Nnnnnng!~~" Jimin whined long and loud, his head raising back up as he blinked the tears out of his eyes. He dug his teeth into his lower lip, his hips picking up at a speed that he no longer had any control of. He bounced himself slightly, the harsh creak creak creaks sounding in his ears as he let himself go completely. Yoongi looked up at him, staring with a proud, lustful gaze up at the boy.
He coughed out a harsh laugh, bringing a hand back to smack it right back against Jimin's ass, causing a jiggle. The younger yelped and let himself bounce back down harder, throwing his ass out and giving the older a good tug. It all felt so good, so so good. Heat and electricity ran through his slicked walls, his mouth gaping as a tiny trail of saliva ran down the corner. He felt feral, he was feral. And he could feel himself about to let loose at any given moment.
He let out a short, wavery scream as a shock suddenly hit him, and Yoongi gripped onto Jimin's back-end impossibly tighter, and he could tell definite marks would be left there later. Yoongi pulled him down so that they were chest to chest, face to face as Yoongi now took the lead. He hugged the younger against him, and fucked in and out of him properly. And he hit Jimin's best spot.
His eyes widened as he yelped and nearly spasmed, his legs shaking and giving out as his pussy was beaten. He had no energy to hug Yoongi back, the last remaining awareness of his brain too busy squealing and taking in all the overwhelming pleasure, while Yoongi used his last bits of energy to bring the two to a good finish.
Jimin was so wet. They were so wet, everything was so wet. The sound was audible now as Yoongi pumped in and out of him, pushing Jimin over the edge that he was already teetering off of. His shaky legs kicked out without his permission, his voice shot out in cries and pleads to cum as that orgasm made its way closer and closer...
And then —
"AH!~ Y-YOONGIAH —"
An angry wave shot over him. Shot out of him. He felt intensity build up in him until he was full, and then blow up, spilling all out of him like a needy waterfall. His legs quivered violently, his stomach turning and his eyes screwing shut before they could pop out of his head, rolling upward into it instead. He wet himself, he wet the bed, he wet Yoongi.
Jimin's wet orgasmic blow was so intense it ended up pushing Yoongi out of him, but the older didn't care. With fierce determination, he pushed right back into him before the younger was even actually done. He was still in his orgasmic high when Yoongi started fucking through his sensitive body again, and Jimin let out a sob, body going limp as he simply had to lay there and take it.
He felt his hyung fuck through him, use him up, until he was throbbing inside of him. He felt Yoongi's hips stutter as he abused Jimin into over sensitivity, leaving him to squirm around pathetically as the elder held him down against him. Like a mere fucktoy. And he felt Yoongi freeze, and he felt him, push deep, deep in.
And he felt him squirt up into him.
Jimin gasped, he shuttered at the feeling, exhausted eyes blinking repeatedly through the blur. Yoongi dug his teeth hard into Jimin's neck, letting out near animalistic growls through his orgasm, his own legs shaking now.
And then, Yoongi himself went limp. All the aggression and dominance in him having been fully exercised out, and leaving nothing but a soft and tired man. They let out shaky breaths, both of them stinging everywhere as they finally were at rest. Jimin felt a burn between his legs, but it was a satisfying burn. He felt so satisfied. So ruined.
And with that, he brought his arms over to wrap around his sleepy hyung, and closed his eyes, a little smile on his face.
Accidentally waking Min "never ever wake me up, ever" Yoongi through simple affections hadn't had such an awful outcome after all.