This was what got Namjoon's engine going. Every pass, every shot, the swish of the net, the confidence that oozed each time Yoongi scored. It all turned Namjoon on. He could watch Yoongi play basketball for hours and love every second of it.

But the best part came after each game.

Namjoon would wait as patiently as he could manage for Yoongi's teammates to finish up in the locker room and head home. It never took long, but it felt like forever when he was itching to get his hands on his hyung.

Once the coast was clear, he entered the locker room and made his way to Yoongi's locker, number 093. An enticing sight was there for him. Yoongi was seated on the bench that was located between the rows of lockers, shirt pulled up as he was using the hem to wipe some sweat from his forehead and hairline.

"You always look so sexy when you're sweaty." Namjoon felt his heart do all sorts of wicked things when Yoongi looked up at him and did that signature smirk. "I don't suppose you have some more energy, do you?"

"You ask as if you don't already know the answer." Lifting his shirt more, Yoongi removed it completely, dropping it aside. "You have exactly thirty seconds to strip and meet me by the showers."

It always drove Namjoon all sorts of crazy when Yoongi spoke like that, so direct and assertive. Of course, he knew, as Yoongi did, that their consent was unspoken but known to the other. They'd done this too many times to be unsure of anything.

And as Namjoon stripped off his clothes with haste, his eyes did their best to follow Yoongi as he walked away toward the showers. Soon, his legs also followed, eager beyond anything else.

Yoongi had already turned on the water of one of the showers, getting beneath it as his shorts and underwear were lying discarded at a safe, dry-enough distance. "Twenty-eight seconds. Good time."

Stepping to the activated shower, Namjoon wanted to touch Yoongi so badly, each and every water droplet that rolled down his flawless skin worthy of envy.

"I can see what you're thinking," Yoongi teased. "You're transparent." Reaching a hand up, he slipped it around to the back of Namjoon's head and pulled the taller man down a little. "No hesitation, or the water will get cold."

Obediently, Namjoon pressed his lips to Yoongi's, expecting to have control for at least a few seconds, but he was mistaken. As soon as their lips met, he felt Yoongi steal control away from him, which left him with no complaints.

Despite being shorter, Yoongi never let that stop him from having dominance over Namjoon, who was truly a little sub in a big dom's body. His lips smirked against Namjoon's as he felt the other man's hands begin groping around his body, sweat and water creating a slippery mixture.

Namjoon always lost himself whenever Yoongi took control, and he was fine with that. He knew he wouldn't find himself again until they'd be done and on their way home. Even as he was turned to face the wall, hands on the wet tiles and legs apart, Namjoon's mind was blank. All he could do was feel.

Feel Yoongi's slender fingers slide down his body as the basketball player got on his knees behind him. Feel as those talented hands began to play with his butt cheeks. And feel as his hyung's tongue went in to taste and lather.

Yoongi knew the effect he had on Namjoon, and he loved every second of it. He felt special, like a sculptor who was loved back by the most beautiful art piece to grace the world. And once it was time, he pushed his own love into that art's lovely backside, every thrust full of love and pleasure.

It was all a blissful blur to Namjoon, the heat and pleasure in his veins pushing straight to his brain.

And after the pleasure, after the post-game sex that both of them craved, Namjoon regained his mind once they were in their car, Yoongi driving. "Hyung...You're mind-blowing."

"I know." Stopping at a red light, Yoongi flashed his precious gummy smile, the one that fooled so many people into thinking he was a lot softer than he actually was. "So are you hungry? Let's stop somewhere for food."

"Oh, yes, please."