Thread by @derireo_galge

Sweet Bloom🌷
[tattoo artist jm x florist yg]

Jm meets a pretty mama that opened a flower shop nearby. He often comes to bother him & Yg isnt welcoming until he says "You always hang around here, might as well do smthing useful and press me against this counter"
#jimsu #bttmyoon

• nsfw, ~2,3k words
• top!jm/bttm!yg
• futa!yg (yg has boobs! and a cawk!)
• sassy bossy yg😛
• nipple play
• breast fucking
• come eating
• blow job
• hair pulling
• face fucking
• ass worship

#jimsuau #jimsunsfw

♠️🌷

Jm had a window in his schedule again and as soon as he was done with a client his feet led him to a flower shop nearby.

It's been a month since the place was bought and renovated. Out of all things Jm didn't expect s flower shop to bloom in the middlevof the old narrow street. He didn't quite know what he expected but definitely not a hot pretty mama that started appearing there.

Usually he would be confident enough to walk up to them and ask directly for the name and introduce himself but for some reason he decided to do things another way. So he strolled towards the fruit stalls where all the aunties were quick to tell him about the new business owner.

So his name was Yg and he recently moved here when he inherited a small abandoned property that the old man, presumably his granddad, wasn't able to look after for for ages.

And now there will be a new member to their local neighborhood and that Jm totally should pay a visit and get to know them well.

With that kind of blessing Jm felt he didn't have a choice, not that he had any objections.

He went there right on his way back and met the beautiful man that bowed to him in greeting. Jm bowed back and introduced himself, pointing where his studio was. Yg was polite and promised to visit him too when he settled everything.

Jm started hanging around the shop at least several times a week getting simple bouquets or just single intricate expensive flowers to take back to his tattoo studio. He would look at them and that would remind him of the pretty mama.

He had no idea how to make the first step though. It was easy for him to admit that he really would like to get steamy with the shop owner.

The said owner was irresistible. At first Jm thought Yg was clueless.

He would always greet him with a smile on his face and talk about flowers if Jm asked him questions, patiently explaining the meaning of each and how to care for them so they last a little longer. But truthfully Yg wasn't that clueless at all.

Not once has he noticed very well how the tattoo artist's eyes travelled much lower than it was appropriate every time Yg looked away. Now, he never doubted his choice of outfits that were showing off his full cleavage and brought attention to his breasts.

He quite like the cluelessness of stupid men instead, that would buy several times more than they needed if he bent just the right way. It was a selling point, it was nothing personal.

Not all of the looks were slimy, most of them were simply appreciative.

Yg liked that kind of attention so he had a large variety of corsets and tight blouses with lace ups that were lined up to use for the week ahead, thoroughly thought through and paired up with cute accessories.

And the tattoo artist seemed to be a big fan of necklaces soon as he was eyeing them especially attentively. Right.

Jm would come over way too often. He would spend close to an hour each time, just hanging around and talking, eventually making a purchase.

Today he looked especially neat, his t shirt wasn't ripped to pieces almost. And he wore black denim jeans with only a few tears. His hair was combed back and he had some hoops on Yg hasn't seen yet. Has he been putting an effort to impress him?

To be frank, Yg was expecting Jm to start flirting already, make a move on him. But the man only looked and made small talk. It was frustrating. It's been several weeks already and the florist was beginning to lose his patience. Today especially it was wearing thin.

Jm picked the time almost before closing to show up. The flow of the customers was usually weak by this time and Yg actually hoped to finish work early. Now that he thought about it, he could imagine another direction this night could go. He decided to speak up.

- You're always hanging around here, Jmin-ah. Might as well do something useful and press me against this counter.

And he loudly patted the table in front of himself that he was working at, cleaning up some of the freshly arrived stems.

His deep voice sounded loud in a small shop. Jm whipped his head so fast Yg got worried for his neck for a minute.

- Excuse me?

- You heard me, - Yg replied and threw a bundle of keys at him which he swiftly caught, - Close up.

Jm tripped at least once on his way to the exit and flipped the open/closed sign before fumbling with the keys and finally locking the door. He came back to give Yg the keys and was stopped from approaching with a hand on the chest.

- The lights, please, - Yg pointed at the switch, - Doing anything in a shop with a glass display is a neat idea but today I'm not in the mood.

Jm coughed awkwardly and Yoongi smirked, hoping that this will give the man enough time to collect himself.

He knew the effect he had on them but Jm looked like someone who at least can give him a good time.

The lights went out and not long after Yg felt hands around his waist. Jm waited like a gentleman and it was appreciated. Yg leaned in, pressing their mouths together.

It was slow and wet. They deepened the kiss right away as Jm's hands slid up and down his slender waist, squeezing his curves.

Yg's hands pulled on Jm's shirt and went under it, grazing his abdomen with blunt nails.

They roamed all over his back and shoulder blades, tugging at the fabric and urging Jm to take it off completely. He pulled on the drawstrings of his blouse, untying the bow and Jm loosened the neckline, making Yg's breasts spill out of his clothing.

The man cupped them, fitting them in his hands. They were soft and heavy, and in the dim light coming from the street into the shop he could guess the nipples were most likely dusty pink.

Jm's head went down immediately, wrapping his mouth around one of the nubs while his fingers played with the other until it hardened. He alternated between the two, suckling and wetting them until his saliva was slowly dripping down.

Yg leaned back on the counter and threw his head back as Jm pinched and twisted them, flicking his fingers over the sensitive nipples.

His knee went between Yg's legs right against his bulge and the florist started slightly rutting his hips against it, getting some friction for himself.

Jm looked rather fascinated with his chest.

He wouldn't let go, mouthing at the round mounds again and again, thumbing at the areolas and playing with the pink nubs. Slick sounds could be heard as he worked on Yg's boobs, sending sparks of arousal right to his dick.

- Get me a chair, - Yg demanded and Jm's mouth parted with his sensitive flesh with a pop.

Yg sat on the brought chair gracefully and his hands pulled Jm closer by the hips. He looked at the tent in his jeans, humming appreciatively.

- Show me your cock, boy, don't be shy.

- You're... Okay, okay, - Jm hurried to say when Ygblooked up at him impatiently, - You're so gorgeous, Yg.

- Yeah? - he murmured, eyeing up the stiff length that was right in front of his face.

- The most, honestly. And the p-prettiest... - Jm started to say and groaned when Yg took a hold of his cock and wrapped his mouth around the tip.

Yg mouthed at the length, wetting it as much as he could, leaving it dripping with his spit.

He cupped his own breasts and Jm got an idea what he wanted him to do.

- You want me to fuck your breasts? - Jm asked, spitting on his hand and slicking his dick even more.

- Yeah, - Yg replied sassily, flipping his hair back with a shake on his head.

Jm drove his cock in the tight space between Yg's boobs. It was warm and wet and Jm leaned over him, supporting his weight with his hand on the counter behind Yg. He started thrusting slowly, experimentally.

Yg held his boobs tighter, readjusting his grip. Jm felt he was already close, trying to hold back as much as he could. And of course Yg noticed.

- You can let go, Jm. As long as you clean up after yourself.

Yg's deep voice and lewd words easily tipped Jm over the edge.

White strands landed on Yg's soft breasts and he moved them up and down expertly, milking the man's cock. Jm didn't waste a moment before he helped Yg up, pushing the chair aside with his foot. His tongue was on him immediately, lapping his own come off Yg's body.

Yg's hands eventually pushed on Jm's shoulders, making him kneel on the floor. He flipped his skirt up and tucked the hem into the waistband, exposing his white lacy panties straining under the heaviness of his cock. Yg grabbed Jm's hair and shoved his face into his bulge.

Jm went with ease, happy to please the mama that enjoyed bossing him around. It was fine with him as long as he got to have a taste of him.

Jm pulled the precome stained panties down and licked a stripe all the way down his cock and back up, tracing the prominent vein.

He wrapped his plush lips around the cockhead, tonguing at the slit.

- You taste so good, - Jm hummed, flicking his tongue over the tip again.

- Help yourself then, - Yg murmured, running his hand through Jm's hair.

Yg breathed out heavily when Jm started bobbing his head, taking him deeper each time. His tip touched the back of his throat and Jm hollowed his cheeks, sucking and slurping in earnest.

- Will you fuck my mouth? - Jm asked when he popped off for a breather.

Yg held Jm's chin and tipped his head back. His thumb ran over the full reddened lips and his mouth stretched in a smirk. Jm's cheeks coloured pink immediately as he looked up at Yg in sheer adoration.

- That pretty mouth? Gladly, - Yg replied, clutching the counter behind himself with both hands.

Jm laid the tip of Yg's cock on his tongue and sat there, waiting patiently. Yg thrust into his mouth slowly, gradually gaining his pace.

Jm was choking on his cock, keeping his jaw slack and letting him do as he pleased. Yg grinded inside his throat and came, pulling out and finishing on the pair of swollen lips. He smeared his release over them before asking Jm to stand up with a tap on his shoulder.

Their maps connected messily, lapping at the remnants of come. Yg felt Jm's cock poking his hip and wrapped his fingers around it, giving it a couple of tugs.

- You want it? - Jm asked into Yg's open lips and the other mumbled a quiet "Please".

Jm turned Yg around, finally pressing him against the counter. His cock fitted between full asscheeks and he grinded his hips in the tight space there, grazing the balls. Yg bent to the side and came up clutching a bottle of lube that was just under the counter.

Jm squeezed it on his fingers and his two fingers found the tight entrance, applying pressure on it. He entered him carefully, pushing on Yg's back to lay him on the cool surface and Yg moaned at the intrusion.

He relaxed and let the third finger in, pushing back on the digits lightly.

Jm pulled his fingers back and levelled his face with Yg's ass. He cupped it with both hands and it was impossible for his hands grasp it all.

- Jmin-ah? What..?

Jm started leaving kisses and bites to the soft flesh, nipping at round globes, tasting the supple flesh. He worshipped that ass like it was his life mission and he only stopped when a hand grasped at his hair and tugged at it.

- Get to it already, - Yg whined demanding.

Jm got up and spread Yg's asscheeks, pushing his cock in. The glide was smooth and he bottomed out with ease. Yg shot up when the tip reached deep inside and jabbed at his prostate. Jm pressed against the other's back, snapping his hips and producing loud slapping sounds.

- Just like that, - Ygbexhaled, - Come on, Jm.

- Hold on tight, - he growled in Yg's ear.

He snapped his hips again, almost toppling Yg over. Jm felt him pushing up on his arms and moving his hips to meet him halfway.

So Jm pressed harder, trapping Yg against the counter and pounded into him rougher, making him moan. Loud and sweetest sounds were spilling off Yg's lips as Jm buried himself deep in his hole and grinded up and down, stimulating his prostate.

- Fu-fuck, harder! - Yg shouted and Jm started snapping his hips with more power.

Yg came with a loud cry and a hand around his sensitive cock, feeling absolutely spent. Jm filled him up in just a dozen of thrusts and stayed buried inside, trembling with aftershocks.

He picked the limp man up and sat him on the counter in a mess of ther releases but Yg didn't mind. They kissed each other breathless, hungry, with their lips numb and swollen.

- You were so good to me, Jm. - Yg murmured, tracing the muscles on his chest, - Would you be good again and carry me upstairs too?

Jm chuckled and in a seconds time they were laughing the adrenaline off, leaning onto each other.

Jm brushed Yg's long hair away with his fingers and pecked his pink cheeks.

- Of course, I'll carry you. I'd carry you anywhere.

- Don't make me hold you to your words, - Yg slapped at his chest playfully and wrapped his legs around Jm's waist as he lifted Yg off the surface to take him to a proper bed this time.

~end🌷

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