Summary:

Yoongi's living together with Jimin for a few months now. To his luck, he starts finding the younger man attractive. What'll happen when Yoongi walks in on Jimin washing his hair with his ass up in the air on full display?

top!yoongi
bottom¡jimin

Let's go:

"Kook, stop. I told you already, I don't want to be with you... No. Stop crying, it won't help."

While I lazily answer Jungkook, my ex, the doorbell rings, which means the pizza is there. Soon after, I hear soft knocking on my room door.

"Hyu-" Jungkook starts again but I cut him off.

"I'm hanging up, Jungkook," I say quickly, hanging up right after and going to the door. As I open it I look directly into Jimin's eyes. He's holding the pizza I ordered for us a while ago. We were actually going to watch a movie or just sit somewhere and talk about nothing in particular while waiting, but Jungkook called me.

"Where do you want to eat, Hyung?" he asks quietly, too shy to keep the eye-contact. He's so cute.

I'm living with Jimin for one or two months now. We get along quite well, but unfortunately, he seems to become hotter and hotter every goddamn day. Like, did you ever see him coming out of the bathroom with just a towel around his waist, not caring if anyone sees him? I get a look at his bare upper body and legs almost every day and it turns me on, just sayin'.

"Wanna eat in the kitchen?" I say, grabbing the pizza from his hands and squeezing past him, making my way to the kitchen. "You coming?" I then say as I look over my shoulder, seeing Jimin just looking at me.

Jimin nods quickly and follows me, "Yes..."

Placing the food on the table, I sit down, just like Jimin, who takes his seat in front of me.

"Who did you talk to?" the younger asks after a while, referring to the phone call I had.

"Oh, just Jungkook."

"Again? I thought you two broke up."

"Yeah, I broke up with him, but he keeps begging me to come back," I answer truthfully, thinking how much better it'd be if Jimin was the one begging me for something.

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As we've finished eating and cleaned the kitchen, we decided to get ready for bed. While Jimin is in the bathroom, I'm in my room, changing into some comfortable clothes to sleep in.

As I go to the bathroom, I noticed that there's no water running. I guess, Jimin's done washing his hair and brushes his teeth now. I knock on the door, opening it right after.

"Oh, Hyung. I'm almost done, don't worry," says the younger, massaging the shampoo into his hair while leaning over the bathtub. His ass - unfortunately still covered by his tight boxer briefs - is on full display.

I just stand in the doorway, looking at his beautiful butt. Shit, I wanna feel those butt cheeks so badly.

As if he wants to turn me on, Jimin bends down even more while reaching for the shower head, just slightly wiggling his butt. Washing off the shampoo, he does it again. He wiggles his butt, knowing that I'm staring at it.

When he's done washing his hair, he turns off the water and grabs a towel, which he uses to dry his hair a bit. He keeps standing there, bending over, ass slightly wiggling.

Closing the door, I still can't take my eyes off of him. I get the urge to touch Jimin, as I slowly walk up to him. And out of nowhere, he becomes shy again. He stops shaking his butt and raises his upper body.

Standing behind him, I put my hands on his waist, leaning my head over his shoulder so I can whisper into his ear.

"Why are you doing this?" I say in a low voice, making shivers run down Jimin's spine, "Shaking your ass in front of my eyes."

The younger doesn't say anything, too shy to speak up. But his breath hitches and a whimpering sound is sneaking past his plump lips quietly.

"Fuck," I say, as I caress his sides and place small kisses on the side of his neck.

"Please, Hyung," Jimin whispers softly, almost whining.

I turn him around and push him against the wall, pinning his hands next to his head. The younger gasps as his back hits the tiles.

"I didn't know you could be this needy," I say, moving his hands up, so I'm able to hold them both with just one hand above his head. "Wiggling your pretty butt just for me." Firmly I grab his dick through his boxers, massaging it slowly.

Jimin tries to hold back his moans, which isn't working at all though. He leans his head against the cold wall and starts panting while closing his eyes tightly.

As I kiss his collar bone, I slowly pull down his boxers, which he kicks off as soon as they're at his ankles. Right after, I help him take off his T-shirt.

The younger slightly tugs at the hem of my t-shirt, wanting me to get undressed as well. I let go of him to pull it over my head, looking deep into his eyes afterward. I lean forward to catch his lips in a heated kiss, letting my hands slide around his body, pulling him closer.

Our boners are separated by just my underwear and shorts. Jimin pulls them down, so I can kick them off as soon as possible.

As we both are naked, Jimin tries to rub our members against each other, which makes us both moan into the kiss.

Sliding my hands down to Jimin's butt cheeks, I break the kiss. In a low voice, I tell the younger man to jump, which he does immediately.

Wrapping his legs around my waist, and arms loosely around my neck, Jimin clings onto me as I press him against the wall.

I slowly push one finger into his tight hole, making Jimin moan. It'll feel amazing when I can push my dick into him - imagining it, turns me on even more.

When I let a second finger slip into Jimin, he lets out a high-pitched moan. "Fuck! Ah- right there," he tries to say afterward.

I can't help it but grin at that, speeding up the thrusts of my fingers, while placing wet kisses on his neck and shoulder.

Scissoring Jimin's hole open, I begin to suck at his skin, making him pant while leaning his head back.

"Enough.." Jimin pants out, "Enough. Ngh- I want you."

Silently groaning as Jimin says that, I pull my fingers out of him, replacing them with my hard member. Pressing Jimin against the wall, I slowly push in, making us both moan out in pleasure.

"So fucking tight," I pant, not waiting for Jimin to tell me when to move.

"Ngh!- so -ah- so big!"

My movements get faster by every thrust I do. "I've wanted to do this for.. for so long," I say, as I push in and out of the younger. "And that's your fault. Always -ha- always showing me your body in just a little towel."

Jimin just moans loudly at what I say, not able to form words right now.

"I always see your perfect thighs -ngh- when you come out of the shower. The towel -ah- just barely covering your butt-" I'm cut off as I moan lowly and speed up a little more, "I always imagined this, me fucking you~"

"Me too," Jimin speaks up quietly, "Always imagined~"

Jimin's voice turns me on even more if that's even possible. My thrusts increase in speed, making us both moan loud.

Our moans fill the room, surrounding us in a hot atmosphere. The only things that matter right now are we two. We don't care if the neighbors might hear us, here are just we.

Jimin's arching his back, while I let my hands wander over his body, feeling up and down his sides and back. The younger claws his nails into my back and shoulders, which doesn't bother me at all.

After a few more thrusts, Jimin almost screams out. "Ahh! R-Right there, Yoongi!" I hit his prostate.

Continuing to slam into his sweet spot, I grab one of his amazing ass cheeks, growling into his ear, while grabbing his cock and jerking him off, "Mhh, moaning so pretty just for me, aren't you?" The younger doesn't react to that, he just keeps moaning.

"Hyung! Hyung, please faster~" moans Jimin loudly, "I-I'm close!"

I go faster - with both, hand and dick - just like he wants, abusing his prostate and making him moan even louder.

Moaning my name, Jimin cums between us, making a mess with his thick, white semen. As he clenches around my member, I'm nearing my own orgasm. Slowly tears brim in the younger's eyes because of the oversensitivity, but I just keep thrusting deep into him, chasing my climax.

I groan into Jimin's ear, as I'm reaching my climax, cumming deep inside of the younger male's hole. Coming down from my high, I just stay still, not pulling out yet.

I pull out of Jimin as soon as I'm breathing more normal, putting him down carefully. "You did so well," I praise him, to which he sleepily smiles at me, leaning against the wall. Grabbing some toilet paper, I clean us up a bit.

"Let's get you to bed," I say, as I pick him up bridal style and carry him to his room, where I lay him down on his bed. Pulling the covers over his body, I tell him good night.

But before I can leave to go to my own bed, I feel a hand grabbing my wrist. "Stay?" is all Jimin says, which makes me smile slightly, as I lay down beside him underneath the blanket.