💪🏼 nsfw, ~2,5k words
💪🏼 handyman yg x witch jm
💪🏼 yoonmin age difference: 10yrs
💪🏼 jimilkers 🍈🍈
💪🏼 first time handjobs
💪🏼 come tasting
💪🏼 strength kink
💪🏼 manhandling
Is this my luck again, Jimin thought, looking at the widened cracks in his greenhouse ceiling.
For most people of their town the harvest season was over but not for the hardworking witch.
He cultivated various plants and herbs during winter for his potions and mixtures all year around. And it was very soon time to prepare the space for a new batch to grow.
Only that his greenhouse wasn't ready for it.
He sat before the shelves full of yet empty pots, surrounded by bags of soil, browsing through the old pages of one of his household magic books.
The witch found a useful spell for changing the sizes and properties of the glass objects but had no luck finding anything about working with wood.
He will need some help there.
Jimin sighed. He was guessing it was yet another time to make one of his favourite phonecalls.
And hear his favourite voice again.
Walking past the tall mirror he looked over himself out of habit.
Thigh high socks, a pretty skirt and a matching black top were his choice today.
The witch nervously twirled the moon pendant and sat on the couch, picking up the phone.
- Good day, Min workshop, Yoongi speaking.
Jimin wanted to squeal from the tingling feeling he got from hearing that voice on the line.
If it was an option, he'd spend hours listening to it.
He could imagine him reading stories with that calming timbre and had to take a deep breath to calm down.
- Yoongi-hyung, good day, - he greeted tentatively, - I was wondering if you're free today to have a look at something?
- Ah, Jiminie, did something break? - he asked softly.
Just my heart, he thought, but instead he proceeded talking about the greenhouse getting old and how he was unable to find any suitable spells for the wood on the contrary to glass.
The handyman was going to come over later and Jimin invited him in, saying he had some spare wood for it already and that the door to the back garden would be open for the elder.
The witch has already sorted the soil into all of the pots he was going to use when he heard a quiet knocking on the greenhouse door.
He lifted his eyes and saw his hyung standing outside, his figure a bit blurry due to the ribbed surface of the glass.
- Come in! - Jimin exclaimed happily and Yoongi walked in, carrying his toolbox.
He looked amazing in his casual clothes and with the ends of his long hair curling in soft waves.
His face lit up at seeing the witch and they met in the middle, with the younger awkwardly letting himself be hugged due to his soiled hands that he kept risen in the air.
- Hyung, thank you for coming. I need to plant plenty of stuff and this place isn't ready for low temperatures. - he complained.
His saddened face tugged at the elder's heartstrings and he patted the orange locks affectionately.
He wasn't going to lie, lately he has been thinking about the stunning man even more often that he used to.
And he hoped the other was thinking about him too.
- I'm happy to help. Let's see what seems to be the problem?
They walked to a place where the wall of the house connected with the ceiling and the witch pointed at the huge gaps there.
It wasn't cold or windy today but it was clear the place wasn't suitable for keeping warmth inside anymore.
- I've just noticed that this morning. And here,- he pointed at the open grimoir on the table, - Look at this formula I found. I can manage the glass panels but not the wood.
- I can take care of the woodwork, - Yoongi said rubbing at his chin. - I'll measure everything first.
For the next quarter of an hour the place was quiet.
The sun has risen up and it became warmer inside, adding to the mild heat of the tame magic fire that was burning on the other side of the small building.
By the time the handyman finished with the current stage of the task, Jimin was already done with his pots and brought several wooden planks to replace the old ones inside the frame.
The witch took a deep breath to calm down but was unable to drag his eyes away from the bulging muscles of his hyung's arms that were clearly visible even under his sweatshirt. He couldn't help but recall the last time he had them in close proximity and shuddered at that thought.
When the elder was done, it was time to replace the old wood.
Together, they worked on fixing the gaps with the elder attaching the newly sawed planks and the witch swirling his wand after, adjusting the size of the panels.
- This seems good enough. Is there any magical way to check if there won't be any drafts? Though visually everything seems fine.
- Thank you so much, hyung. I think there was a spell in this very book. Let me check.
Jimin found the needed page and chanted the inclination, trying hardest not to make any mistakes.
Unfortunately, half of his mind was still occupied with the vision of his hyung's muscles.
For the short amount of time he forgot about his ill luck with witchcraft lately.
Out of the blue the glass panel above their heads burst into pieces with an excruciatingly loud sound.
Yoongi broke the distance, kissing the witch slowly, cupping his face and thumbing at his cheek.
His lips moved tenderly, with time licking inside and tasting the younger on his tongue.
Jimin felt how the disappointment is seeping out of him, replacing in with arousal. Their bodies pressed together and he felt how firm his hyung's chest was, how nice his hands felt on his back, moving lower and lower. At some point they went to his waist, holding it tightly.
It seemed so lithe, it's curve elegant under his fingers. He went to the front, rubbed his abdomen, not covered by clothes and went further upwards.
- May I? - the elder asked and Jimin nodded rapidly.
Yoongi leaned back and cupped his breasts, watching how the cleavage stands out from the low cut top.
He glided his lips along the tender skin and the witch shuddered as the hot breath fanned over him.
The man's thumbs caressed the pebbled nipples and his fingers hooked on the elastic top and pulled it down, making Jimin's breasts spill out, right into his awaiting face.
The elder mouthed at them, tasting his nipples and sucking on the sensitive nubs.
He grazed them with his teeth and opened up wider to let more in. His tongue circled around them one by one, slurping the saliva that filled his mouth loudly.
The witch could do nothing but moan and arch his chest, urging the other to continue, to have a better feel of them.
One of Yoongi's hands went downwards and cupped the younger's grown bulge through the skirt.
He moaned at that touch, pushing forward into the big palm, desperate to have that friction.
- Hyung, please, - he heard and felt how Jimin shuffled to raise his skirt high up.
- Want me to make you feel good? - he crooned, parting from the swollen nipple for a moment.
- Please, hyung, - the younger asked.
- Asked so nicely, - he praised and his hand again went to the other's crotch.
It was easy to pull Jimin's panties down and wrap his palm around the thick shaft.
He spread precome over the cockhead with his thumb, pleased with the amount of it.
He felt his high approaching and still it hit him like a freight train. He trembled from pleasure, then melting into Yoongi's form, feeling sated and much more calm.
- I want to - I wanna try, - his hand hovered over the elder's crotch but he got kissed sweetly instead.
- Let's get in first, - he offered, - It's getting a bit chilly.
The witch agreed and the elder sorted out his clothes.
The handyman went inside the greenhouse again and Jimin waved his hands, easily fixing the glass this time, making every single piece fly out and form a whole panel that settled where it should be.
Then he mumbled another spell and proudly announced that they did their job successfully.
Yoongi slowly lowered him to the floor and they picked up their belongings before going back to the main house.
The witch exhaled, feeling a little drained of energy despite the giddiness from succeeding in performing both spells.
- Why don't you sit down? I can make us drinks. Just tell me what to do - the elder offered kindly with his hand on Jimin's shoulder.
He led the witch to the kitchen table and listened to the soft voice, giving him instructions to cut, add and mix the ingredients.
Yoongi just poured boiling water into the large teapot, watching as bits of herbs and petals swirl on the surface, when he felt a pair of hands on his waist and a warm body pressing against his back.
- Can I do it now? - Jimin asked hopefully and the elder chuckled from the younger's enthusiasm.
- Aren't you a curious little witch? - he said fondly and turned around only to get pressed to the counter firmly.
Jimin's face was rosy hued, eyes glimmering with emotions.
He couldn't say no, especially because he himself couldn't wait to be touched by this gorgeous little mama.
He leaned back after popping the button open and unzipping his jeans.
His fingers toyed with the slit and swirled around the head. Jimin glided up and down the girth, feeling the bumpy veins against his skin.
He tried hard to do it like he himself liked, not knowing anything else and having nothing to compare it with.
Yoongi watched as his cock was being handled and pleasured by the inexperienced fingers and he tried hardest not to come on the spot.
Jimin was so attentive, thorough, his grip strong and his chest was bouncing a little after every intense move.
He felt the tension coiling inside and it finally exploded, leaking onto the witch's dainty fingers.
To his greatest surprise Jimin tentatively put two of his fingers in his mouth, lapping at them with his tongue and tasting Yoongi's come with his eyes closed.
If he could he'd come again right away.
What he did though is putting his cock away and getting his clothes in order before leaning in to kiss Jimin's come covered lips.
He wanted to convey through it how much he appreciated that the witch chose him for this, even if it's just today, he was happy and full of joy as the younger let himself be hugged and lifted to be carried to the sink.