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Lowkey sad you guys chose Yoongi 😾

The update will be up tomorrow as soon as I wake up! Also: no need to ask in cc if I'll continue this; I will. And I know updates are slow but I am in a Bad Place mentally right now so please understand that my creativity suffers from it too!

“You want a ride?” Yoongi asks him when the rest of the class disappears through the doors. “We are going to the same place, anyway.”

Jimin nods and smiles shyly, putting his bag on his shoulder and licking his lips. Today he was wearing a red beanie and glasses, and Yoongi

thought he looked absolutely adorable. The younger had a very good sense of fashion, and his looks always added immensely to the beauty of his face.

He would be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous about this meeting. Jangyijeong sent a text apologizing for not attending today,

and it meant it was going to be just him and Jimin. He felt guilty for having such strong sexual thoughts regarding his student while Jimin was just smiling and paying so much attention to his words. . But something about that beautiful man sitting by his brown piano’s side made

it very difficult to control himself. Gladly, Jang was there.

But not today.

“I wanna show you something” Yoongi told him after they arrived at his house and went straight to the studio. Jimin put his bag on the floor and took a sit, waiting.

“It has nothing to do with the Winter Festival, but I think your voice will be perfect for it.”

“You want to show me a song for me to feature in?” Jimin asked in a high pitched tone, raising his eyebrows and the way his eyes went wide made Yoongi’s stomach flip.

Yoongi nodded, taking a deep breath and moving to sit on his chair, typing fast on the keyboard. After recording Jimin’s voice in Troye Sivan’s Fools the week before, he couldn’t shake off the feeling he would fit in So Far Away perfectly.

“It’s mostly rap” he explained.

“But I need vocals for the chorus. I’ll show you the sample I recorded myself.”

When he pressed play and the instrumentals of So Far Away began, Yoongi wondered if he should’ve told Jimin what the song was about beforehand. The student had his head down, and was frowning, paying

deep attention to the words Yoongi’s recorded voice was rapping. The professor suddenly felt exposed, like Jimin was actually looking into his soul and all his fears – and maybe that was the case.

When the song ended, Jimin kept not looking at him and Yoongi grew worried.

“What do you think?” he dared to ask, heart beating stupidly fast.

“This is beautiful, professor” Jimin said, his cheeks in a light shade of pink. “I’m honored that you want me to be a part of it.”

Yoongi nodded, turning his chair around so Jimin wouldn’t see his gummy smile.

“I’ll tell you how I want the chorus” he proceeded. “And then you can go inside and try it out.”

About an hour later, Yoongi was so please he could actually pop up champagne. Like he thought it would, Jimin’s voice fit perfectly with his rap. The student appeared to be as

excited as he was, sitting close to him as Yoongi played the notes of it on his piano and Jimin kept repeating the chorus over and over again, trying to find the right tone.

It was a light moment, they were both happy with the making of a song, so neither of them noticed when

the mood changed in the room. Well, not right away. Jimin was turned in his direction, hand resting on his thigh, head tilted to the side, eyes closed. Yoongi dared to look at him, and he missed a note in the process.

It was so obvious that Jimin’s eyes flickered open, and then they were staring at each other, so close they could feel the other’s breath.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Jimin whispered, eyes diverting to Yoongi’s mouth for a second.

“Like what?” Yoongi’s throat was dry and Namjoon’s voice was screaming “stop” repeatedly in his mind.

Jimin licked his lips. “Like you want to kiss me.”

Yoongi didn’t respond. His hands stopped playing completely and he let the breath he didn’t know he was holding go. He could tell Jimin that he didn’t want to kiss him. He could get up and change the subject.

He could do about a hundred different things to prevent whatever was happening from continuing.

“A cat ate your tongue?” Jimin said, a smirk on his lips.

“You’re impossible” Yoongi bit his lower lip. “Come here.”

Jimin tilted his body forward and Yoongi moved on of his hands to the boy’s nape. Their lips met halfway in a languid intense kiss. Jimin licked inside his mouth and Yoongis body trembled, making sure to put his free hand on Jimins hip and squeeze the smooth skin under his shirt.

He couldn’t help but to break the kiss and trail wet open mouthed kissed through Jimin’s skin, the student giving him permission by tilting his head to the side. Yoongi knew sucking a mark on his neck was a bad idea, but the way Jimin moaned at his touch made him suck harder.

The younger man’s hands were in his hair, messing it completely while Yoongi’s tongue traveled through his skin, leaving red marks on its encounter, sucking purple ones on occasion.

“Fuck, kiss me” Jimin breathed out, pushing his professor’s mouth back in his.

This time the kiss was desperate, wet and very loud. Jimin put Yoongi’s bottom lip between his and sucked hard, making the elder groan lowly, hitting the piano keys with his hand.

Incoherent sounds filled the room, making both of them startle and break the kiss.

Jimin’s hands fell back on his lap and Yoongi removed his from Jimin’s waist and the piano, looking away. He was semi-hard and took several deep breaths to calm himself. When he dared to look at his student, he saw the mess he had made on his neck, shoulders and lips.

“I think that…” Yoongi said. “We should use the sample number 5. For the song.”

“I agree” Jimin said, nodding firmly while getting up. Yoongi pretended not to see how his cock was pressing against the fabric of his jeans. “It’s quite late, though, so maybe I should…”

“Yeah, yeah” Yoongi interrupted, also getting up. “You want me to drive y…”

“No, no!” Jimin exclaimed and then lowered his voice. “No. I’ll call an Uber.”

After that, everything happened really fast. He opened the door for his student, who completely refused to look directly at him, and he watched as Jimin got in the black car.

"I'll see you monday, professor Min!" he heard Jimin shout from inside the vehicle.

"I'll see you monday, Park" he responded so lowly he was absolutely sure Jimin didn't hear.

The car drove away and Yoongi touched his lips, the taste of Jimin still very vivid on every part of his body the younger had touched.

Updates are not over for today, but while I make the next ones, send me something if you want 💕 curiouscat.me/raplinelover

Jimin did something bad (ft. @swiftingbts )

But Yoongi's having a crisis

Jimin, we need to talk.

I loved it.

Yoongi............

Have sweet dreams, Joon 💕

Jin's a mood

Jungkook's an intellect

Let's wait

Yoongi's too deep

Meanwhile...

Where's Jungkook 👀

Jungkook's really an intellectual cause he stans (5) kings ugh his mind

Jungkook plis ksksksks

Jin remains the most relatable character

You do you, Joon!

Jin really is /that/ friend

Yoongi provides updates.

I had to.

Talking in code cause no one can know 👀

Oh.

Taehyung oof

Sometimes its really hard.

A little Taekook for y'all cause why not

Jungkook isn't alone anymore

They worked hard!

Tomorrow.

That's it for today.

Thank you so much for continuing reading this story even after the break! It means a lot that you're still here 💕 I think we have more two or three updates left and then its bye bye. Love you all, so much.

After Jimin's performance

Where's Jimbles?

And where's Yoongi?

Their phones are going off

"Fuck, my phone won't stop buzzing" Jimin breathed out, his head against the wall.

"Throw it in the chair" Yoongi whispered, his voice rasp and hot against Jimin's neck. "They won't quit."

Jimin moaned at one particular hard suck Yoongi mouthed on his skin.

"They won't quit cause they're smarter than us" Jimin whispered, pushing his professor back to his mouth with a hard tug to his black hair.

"I don't wanna be smart" Yoongi's lips were brushing against his. "I just want you."

"Then have me" Jimin said, feeling Yoongi's mouth crush against his within seconds.

It felt so good, to have those big hands trailing his body, grabbing his ass, grinding against his crotch.

Yoongi's kisses were heaven and he didn't want to go back to earth.

They were in Yoongi's apartment.

It all happened really fast, really. Jimin left the performance and went back to his dressing room. Yoongi came in and they stared at each other for a whole thirty seconds before Yoongi pushed Jimin against the wall and kissed him hard.

They made out and realized that wasn't a safe space. A space where they could be alone without worry. So, they left. Just like that.

It was irrational, but it wasn't poorly thought out. They had had plenty of time to leave. To give up. Yet, here they are.

"I want..." Jimin whispered when Yoongi went back to suck at his neck. "I need... You to fuck me, Yoongi"

Yoongi groaned and pressed his crotch harder against Jimin's, both of their erections already pretty clear.

"I need to feel you inside me."

Yoongi let go of him and Jimin got confused for a brief second, before realizing his professor was opening a drawer. It was dark in the bedroom, but Jimin could see the small bottle and the package in Yoongi's large hands when he returned to where Jimin was waiting on the wall.

Yoongi put the objects on the nightstand and pulled Jimin by the neck to a searing kiss, making the younger moan loudly against his lips when both of them fell on the large bed, Yoongi's crotch pressing down on Jimin's.

"I remember how pretty you looked when you were masturbating for me" Yoongi said against his ear while unbuttoning Jimin's pants. "Your cock looked so beautiful with your small fingers stroking it. I wonder how it'll look inside my mouth"

Jimin gasped.

Jimin tried to steady his breathing while Yoongi pushed his pants and underwear down, but as soon as he felt the hot hand around the base of his cock, he was gone.

Yoongi pressed his lips against the tip and Jimin should be ashamed of the way he moaned, but he wasn't.

"So pretty for hyung" Yoongi whispered, kissing the head. "Tell me what you want, Jiminie"

"I want... " Jimin licked his lips and stared down at the other man. "I want you to suck me"

Yoongi smirked and went down so fast Jimin lost his breath.

Yoongi sucked hard and fast, like he wanted Jimin to cum just from this – which wasn't impossible, because everything felt too much. From the mouth around his dick, to the hand massaging his balls, to the pinch on his inner thighs. Fuck, it felt so good.

"Hyung, imma... stop... imma cum" Jimin moaned, tugging the black locks in his fingers, and Yoongi let go of his cock with a loud pop. "Please, I wanna cum from your dick"

"Fuck, Jimin" Yoongi bit his inner thigh. "You make it so hard to take it slow."

"I don't want slow" Jimin moaned. He knew he sounded bratty, but he usually got very needy in bed. "I want it fast and hard, just put those fingers inside me, that's why we started talking in the first place, wasn't it?!"

Yoongi laughed a bit and Jimin followed.

"As you wish, pretty" Yoongi said, his voice back to dark and raspy. Jimin watched as he took the lube and spread it in two of his fingers. He was mouthing in expectation.

"Let me give you what you want" Yoongi kneeled by his side. "No, let me give you what you deserve"

When Yoongi pressed one finger against Jimin's rim, pushing inside slowly and frowned, waiting for any sign of pain, Jimin just knew he was lost. He nodded for his professor to keep going and looked in his eyes while Yoongi stretched his hole.

They didn't talk at all. Only Jimin's low moans filled the room alongside the wet sound of lube while Yoongi's fingers pushed in and out of Jimin.

He was three fingers deep when Jimin felt it rub against his prostate and squirmed, exclaiming "im ready, im ready!" to the other.

Yoongi pulled out and even though Jimin felt the emptiness, the excitement of what was to come took the best of him. He watched with hungry eyes as Yoongi took off his clothes and went back to bed to take Jimin's own shirt off – he didn't even realize he was still wearing it.

Yoongi kissed him deeply, Jimin ran his hands through the skinny arms and trailed down to his back, grabbing Yoongi's small butt, making the older man groan against his lips "Yours is better", he said.

"Then please fuck it" Jimin smiled at Yoongi's arched eyebrows.

The professor got up again to put the condom in his very hard length and Jimin bit his lip at the sight. Fuck, Yoongi was so beautiful.

"How do you want it?" he asked.

"I wanna look at you" Jimin said, all sprawled out on Yoongi's bed. "I want to see you."

Yoongi nodded and moved back to bed, his body over Jimin's. He pulled both of his student's ankles around his lower back and Jimin's hands rested on Yoongi's broad shoulders.

Yoongi stuck his tongue out while aligning his cock with Jimin's hole and pushed inside slowly.

Both of them moaned loudly. Yoongi at the feeling of Jimin's heat welcoming him, and Jimin at the completely bliss of being filled.

"You feel so good" Yoongi groaned when he bottomed out. "Are you okay?"

"Gimme a second" Jimin pressed a kiss to his lips.

"Move" Jimin whispered.

Yoongi started in a slow pace, giving them both time to adjust to everything. But once Jimin gasped "there! Fuck, there!", the professor pounded hard, fucking into him fast, just like he said he wanted.

"Fuck, Jimin, you sound so pretty"

The room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and loud moans breaking out of both of the men's lips. Jimin was holding Yoongi strongly against himself, feeling the head of his cock hitting his prostate again and again.

"I wont... im close" he moaned.

Yoongi kissed him, but his hips were hitting so hard against Jimin's ass that it was more a messy encounter of lips and tongues than a kiss.

"Cum, please, cum for hyung" Yoongi groaned. "Cum on hyung's cock" he grabbed Jimin's own leaking cock and started stroking it fast.

Jimin felt the orgasm explode without much warning and the air being robbed from his lungs at the hard hit, his cum splashing against both of their stomachs and Yoongi's hand.

The older man continued to fuck into him, searching for his own release.

Jimin loved to be overstimulated. It was one of his favorite things during sex, so he just held Yoongi tighter and moaned at the over-sensation his thrusts were giving him.

"Cum, beautiful" he whispered, scratching Yoongi's back. That seemed to drive him off the edge,

because Yoongi came two thrusts later, with a low groan, burying his head in Jimin's neck.

It took him a while to regain his senses and pull out, making Jimin wince a bit. They laid there, side by side, catching their breathes and trying to accept what had just happened.

There was no going back after this. They crossed the line.

"What now?" Jimin saw himself asking. He wasn't looking at Yoongi.

"I don't know" the professor responded. "I have no idea, Jimin."

~ this is it for today ~

I like to think most things in life come down to choices. They made a choice. Now they'll have to deal with the consequences of said choice. See yall tomorrow, thank you for reading 💕