Can i request a Yoonmin blowjob smut? 😇
~I hope you like it sweetie!~
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When Jimin danced, he really let go, letting his body take over. Yoongi watched Jimin’s body in awe. He could see Jimin let go, and it was breathtaking. Beads of sweat rolled down Jimin’s face as he bit his lip. “1. 2.” He breathed while he did the steps. This was a mistake. Why did Yoongi ask Jimin of all people for help? These feelings aren’t new. He’s been pushing them down for years.
Jimin stopped the music and smiled at him with his plump lips. He should’ve just asked Hoseok. “Your turn!”.
“I should just watch you one more time.”
The younger man let out a chuckle as he shook his head “Come on I’ll do it with you.” Yoongi walked over and stood beside Jimin. “Let’s take it slow,” he said, taking off his hat and throwing it to the side. He showed Yoongi all the moves once again.
Jimin watched Yoongi repeat what he had just shown him. He was a fast learner. When the music stopped he starting clapping, making Yoongi smile. “5-minute break?” Yoongi asked between breaths. “Sure,” Jimin agreed, wanting a break himself.
Yoongi slid down the wall until he was sitting on the hardwood floor. Jimin sat next to him, offering him a bottle of cold water. “You’re really improving!” Jimin smiled. He was always smiling, just another thing Yoongi loved about him.
“Thanks,” Yoongi said. He took the water without making eye contact with the handsome male. Jimin looked down. He was trying to pretend that he didn’t notice all the little gestures, but he did. He tried to shake them off, tell himself they didn’t mean anything, but they bothered him. It hurts when the guy you’ve been crushing on doesn’t even want to look you in the eyes. “Are you okay?” Jimin shyly asked.
“Yeah,” Yoongi said, sipping his water, “Why?”
“…It’s nothing, just a gut feeling,” Jimin said, opening his water.
They sat in awkward silence for a few moments. Yoongi’s mind was racing with thoughts. He should say something, something to break the silence and prove he’s fine. He should say something interesting and funny. But what? He couldn’t think of anything and the 5 minutes were almost up.
“I want to kiss you,” he blurted out.
He didn’t realize what he had just said until Jimin stared at him blankly. Oh god. Please no. Why did I say that? Why does this happen to me?
Jimin’s blank stare was soon replaced with a smirk.
“I mean, not like that. I- I,” Yoongi stuttered, “It’s just…” Jimin raised his eyebrow at Yoongi. “It’s just…I like you,” Yoongi finished. He stared down at the floor until Jimin’s hand lifted his chin up. He looked right into his hyung’s eyes before kissing him.
Yoongi’s lips were soft against Jimin’s plump lips. The older one stood on his knees, without breaking the kiss. He put his hand on the back of Jimin’s neck, pushing his body closer to his own. Jimin broke the kiss, making Yoongi whine.
Yoongi took this quick break to think about what was happening. Jimin was kissing him. His lips were just how he imagined. Even though the kiss itself was nothing like he imagined— it was so much better. What Jimin thinking? Has he always liked him back? Was he enjoying the kiss?
Jimin had no idea what he was thinking, but he wanted more so he pushed his lips against Yoongi’s once again. This time, the kiss was full of pent up lust from both sides. Jimin let his hands find their way under Yoongis oversized black shirt. He ran his hands up Yoongi’s back, feeling his spine.
Yoongi broke the kiss to take his shirt off. When tried to go back to kissing Jimin just pushed him on his back, straddling him. Yoongi gasped at the feeling of the cold hardwood floor against his back. Jimin pinned the older man under him by pushing his wrists into the floor.
Jimin bit his lips while he looked at Yoongi under him. He could feel his hyung get harder under him. He licked down Yoongi’s jawline. He switched to sweet kisses when he got down to his neck. Yoongi tilted head, giving Jimin more access. The sweet kiss soon turned into rough sucks. Yoongi’s breath hitched when Jimin started marking the pale supple skin of his hyungs neck.
Jimin left Yoongi’s neck red, promising hickeys in the morning. He kissed down the older man’s flat stomach, over his belly button. He stopped when he got to Yoongi’s grey sweat pants. Yoongi’s boner was obvious, but so was Jimin’s. Jimin tucked his fingers under the band of Yoongi’s sweatpants and boxers as he kissed the bulge. He slowly pulled them down, causing Yoongi’s long hard cock to spring up and hit his stomach.
Jimin licked his lips as he put his hand around the hard length. It twitched to Jimin’s touch and Yoongi’s breath hitched once again. Jimin blew on the tip, making Yoongi shiver. Precum ran down Jimin’s thumb. He brought it to Yoongi’s mouth and watched him suck it clean with a smirk.
Jimin’s stare was enough to make Yoongi cum. He could feel Jimin’s stare burn him while he tasted his own cum. Yoongi felt weak against him. Jimin had barely done anything and already he had Yoongi in the palm of his hand.
Jimin wrapped his hand back around Yoongi’s cock. He licked the precum off of the side, causing a light moan to escape from Yoongi’s mouth. He brought his tongue to the tip. He swirled his tongue around the tip, licking over the slit in the process. More moans started to escape Yoongi’s mouth.
Jimin wrapped his mouth tightly around Yoongi’s tip, making Yoongi close his eyes. “Fuck,” he whispered to himself. Jimin started bobbing his head up and down, slowly gaining more speed. Yoongi arched his back, pushing his head into the floor. Jimin relaxed his throat, allowing Yoongi’s member to touch the back of it.
Yoongi let out a loud growl. He opened his eyes to the sight of Jimin’s mouth wrapped tightly around his whole dick. "Oh fuck Jimin, you’re so hot.“
Jimin let Yoongi’s hard member rub against the side of his cheek. He let it go with a pop, only to put it back in his mouth right afterwards. Needy for the feeling of Yoongi’s hard cock against his throat, Jimin went down far enough to that his hand was now sitting at the bottom of Yoongi’s shaft. He repeated this process, making himself gag.
Yoongi was a moaning mess under him. Jimin let his hand find it’s way under his own underwear to his hard member. He teased himself while he watched Yoongi writhe under him. Jimin’s face was red now and tears formed in his eyes. Jimin started to jack himself off, causing him to moan, sending vibrations down Yoongi’s shaft.
Yoongi was overwhelmed by all the sensations, his brain was in a sex haze, his breathing was heavy, and he could barely form coherent sentences. “Oh..my…fuck…Jimin I’m so fucking close.” He breathed.
“Cum on my face baby,” Jimin moaned readily.
Jimin’s dirty words were enough to push Yoongi over the edge. His vision went white as he felt himself cumming on Jimin’s face. At the same time, Jimin reached his own high, cumming in his pants. When Yoongi’s vision refocused, he was greeted with the sight of Jimin’s face covered in his bitter white substance.
He grabbed Jimin’s chin, bringing him into a passionate kiss. He licked his own cum off of the younger man’s cheek.
“Babe,” Jimin whispered, biting his lips, “let’s go home early.”