🌹 nsfw, ~1,1k words
🌹 consent
🌹 bondage
🌹 sex toys
🌹 dry orgasm
🌹 overstimulation
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Perfection existed, Jimin was sure of that. How? He was looking right at it, in a form of his sleeping hyung.
He was snoring into his relaxed fist, laying on the side and his long eyelashes were trembling slightly.
The day before he was wired with the fact that his latest project was successful.
He was fussing about until 1 am until he realized he wouldn't be able to fall sleep that easily.
He took a pill and kissed his dom sweetly, murmuring he wouldn't be opposed to being worn up in a special way.
Jimin obtained his consent one more time, loud and clear. And then read to his babyboy until he dozed off, completing only one and a half of the pages.
The heating worked well and more and more often lately the elder preferred to go to bed shirtless, in just his undies that varied from boxers to branded thongs.
Jimin leaned in and lifted the covers from one side.
Surely, the pert butt that he loved so much was covered in lacy panties. They were the shorts kind ones, made of silk and with lace over the edges.
It looked so good on the full buttcheeks the younger was ready to salivate and drool all over them.
He stood up from the bed, slowly as to not make the matress bounce too much.
He went to his drawers where he kept all of their toys. He wondered what would suit best for the occasion.
He took a swirl of a simple beige rope and also a plain cockring. He was sure his sub would appreciate these.
He went back to bed and lifted the covers again. He put his hyung's legs on display and slid the silky shorts down the swell of the bubble butt down to his knees.
He took both of the ankles in his hands and felt how warm the skin under his fingers was.
He unraveled the rope and bound Yoongi's legs together, leaving a weaved stripe to give some freedom of space between them.
He stilled, checking if everything was quiet and heard nothing but the soft snores.
The dom took the bottle of lube and squirted a generous amount on his palm, warming it up between his fingers so the coldness won't disturb the man's sleep too early.
Jimin laid on his side behind Yoongi and carefully parted his naked asscheeks, lathering the lube between them.
His fingertips ran over the puckered rim and he felt fire of need burning in his lower belly.
He rubbed and prodded at the pink entrance, ever so slowly getting his finger in. One by one he was three fingers deep in his hyung, with the latter still being sound asleep.
What can he say, he had lots of practice.
When he judged the stretch safe and good enough the extracted his fingers just as carefully.
He set the covers aside some more, looking at Yoongi's crotch. To his utter delight his pink cock was laying half erect and ready for the toy on the bedsheets.
Jimin took the cockring and put in on, sliding to the base of the shaft.
He took the girth between his fingers and started jerking it, getting the cock to full hardness.
The ring sat snuggly and trapped the length in its confines.
The moment he would be inside his sub would wake up, he was certain. And that's exactly what happened.
Jimin pushed in, stretching the slicked hole with his shaft and bottomed out in one fluid motion. He heard a quiet groan and felt the body he stuck his dick in stirring.
- Jimin-ah? - his deep raspy voice sounded sleepy and confused. - Oh...
That's when realization it wasn't a dream hit him.
He tried pushing back on the cock penetrating him but Jimin held his hips tight, not letting him move much.
- Good morning, honey boy. - He greeted him softly.
He thrusted in and out at such a slow pace, he himself wasn't sure he could bear it.
Yoongi whined, unhappy with the rhythm, but obediently taking what was given to him for now.
His body was so relaxed and warm from sleep and he was just as tight as ever inside his hole.
Jimin moved in his torturous pace with such dedication, his muscles were getting tired from the tension.
- Sir, pu-please, faster, - he begged, clutching at his pillow with both hands.
But the dom wasn't going to give up.
His cock was gliding in and out languidly and he leant back, watching it wrapped around the pink hole and disappearing inside.
- Please, let me come, - he whined and Jimin took mercy on him, thrusting faster and faster until he was pounding inside.
He released inside almost in time his hyung came. The elder wailed, realizing his climax ended up dry.
He looked down and saw his angry red length pulsing around the cockring.
Jimin pulled out, turning his sub on his back. He had the biggest pout on his lips.
- Sir, how unfair, - he complained cutely, pointing down at his cock.
- I'll make it up to you baby, don't worry. - Jimin chuckled and lifted his bound legs, wrapping them around his neck.
But he didn't go down on him right away like Yoongi expected at first.
He played with his sensitive girth until his sub's eyes were filled with tears.
He tried to get away but his bound ankles were securely kept laying on his dom's shoulders.
He twitched and shuddered under the playful fingers and gasped at every flick of the fingers to his cockhead.
Eventually Jimin decided his hyung was toyed with enough.
With great care he took the ring off and put his mouth around the girth.
He expertly sucked and swallowed, getting his baby to come again, releasing come this time.
He eagerly gulped down hot trickles and milked Yoongi until there wasn't a single drop left.
His hyung was sweating, splayed on the covers.
His both hands were pressed to his tummy and Jimin kissed his knuckles before putting his legs down and releasing his ankles.
- Good morning to the best babyboy, - he murmured, finishing with a gentle kiss.
- Morning, - he whispered into his neck, willing his body go pliant as he was being carried into the bathroom by the safe strong arms.
They flicked water towards each other, standing in front of the mirror after a nice refreshing shower and washing their faces and putting lotions on them.
Dressed in fluffy white robes thy sat in the kitchen over their coffees, tightly pressed side by side.
They were planning yet one more day together, sated and content, with a little less worries inside their hearts.
- nsfw, around 2k words
- bttm!yg
- blowjobs, spitroasţīng, cream🥧
- pure fiction, pls enjoy!
He literally couldn't sit still in his seat anymore. The practice lasted for a little over an hour and he was mentally torn between enjoying the game and wanting it to enough already.
a #yoonmin au where Jimin finishes his shift in a cafe and finds a book and some photos on one of the tables.
The shift was exhausting, pulling last bits of his energy out of him. Jimin's feet were aching and his shoulders were tense from carrying trays all day. It would have been fine if not for some people whi just like to be difficult.
The customer was always right, yes, as long as they were reasonable. Alas, it's not what happens in real life and the young man cursed the day he offered to file for his colleague, abandoning his cute barista uniform for a day.