#yoonmin au

[jimzittos]

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[vminhoes]

Love me like you do

After watching the love of his life claim someone else at the mating run, Jimin swears he'll never heal from his devastating heartbreak.

Then, a quiet alpha named Yoongi claims Jimin unexpectedly.

[twosunblack]

I love how jimin is unique.

There's no doppelganger, or cosplayers that look like him.

His features are so perfect that only Antique artists could create something like him.

I rly believe he never had been reincarnated & this is his first life on earth.

[army-geniuslab]

Hades and Persephone

version Yoonmin

[tinyyoonmini]

Where The Sea And The Mountains Collide (x)

As the omega prince of the Southern Kingdom, Jimin wants nothing more to play his part in the war that threatens their kingdom. However, when his moment is called up he is not asked to join the battle, but instead told he will marry the alpha prince of the Northern Kingdom. Forced into an arranged marriage he never wanted, and sent off to a new home hidden away in the mountains Jimin faces a new life he couldn't have ever imagined.

Rating: E

Status: ongoing

AO3: here

[derireo-galge]

Soft Studio Kisses | 0,8k | ✍️🏼yoonmin

Where it is necessary to dedicate your free time to soft kissable lips every chance you get.

kissing | teasing

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Yoongi clicked the "x" and ended the live. He stretched his back and rubbed the strain in his neck.

That felt really good. It was also a nice short break amidst the busy time they had lately. Their shedules often ended up back to back and although he felt tired by the end of all activities, everything they did felt so rewarding.

He stretched his lips in a lazy content smile and breathed out a sigh. A part of him wanted to stay longer but a bigger part of him couldn't wait to deal with a menace behind the glass door.

"It’s over, come on in. I know you’ve been listening on us, Jimin-ah!" he said loudly and suppressed an amused laugh.

The door opened almost without a sound.

He heard quiet footsteps approaching him from behind and no more than a moment later he felt warm hands landing on his shoulders, rubbing them gently but determingly.

So broad and still so soft, Jimin thought, running his hands all over Yoongi's shoulders.

"That was fun, wasn’t it?" he said in a soft calming voice, "I always feel better after the live".

"Hmmm", Yoongi managed to hum before adding, "It was a bit exhausting too".

Jimin glanced down and yes, surely his hyung was speaking in pout again.

He looked at his love’s inviting lips, tinted red from either make up or excessive nibbling.

I can do the nibbling instead, preferably daily, the younger thought. The studio lights and shadows were making him look even more desirable than usual.

Or maybe he just missed him. Missed like you do sometimes, even if the said person is right next to you, withing your reach and you see each other almost every day. Yoongi tilted his head back and saw Jimin already looking at him.

"Come here", he whispered quietly.

Jimin immediately stopped touching his shoulders, walked around the chair the elder was sitting in and leaned over him. He was getting closer and closer, so close that the producer could destinguish the hint of lilly perfume he put on just this morning, but then he stood straight and carefully climbed Yoongi’s lap after giving a too-innocent smile.

"Brat", Yoongi breathed and his hands finally landed on the perfectly carved waist.

"Uh-huh", Jimin said, "And?"

Yoongi chuckled and one of his hands went up to Jimin’s silky locks, running through them like it was something he did for years.

Well, actually...

"What have you been up to?" the elder asked tucking a particularly stubborn lock behind his lover’s ear.

It's been peaceful lately, except for the bickering over all things possible, from music production to building new bookshelves in their place. They've always been this way, but as years passed the undertone changed.

It was laced with more endearment, patience, tinted with little knowing smiles and calmness.

It was reassuring. Yoongi's always been more of a listener and an observer.

So he gladly sat there enjoying Jimin’s soft angelic voice chirping about the new menu they had in cafeteria, stoically enduring all the little excited bouncing he did, most likely subconsciously. He’s too adorable, he thought, everyone around him needs to take additional heart supplements to cope with his natural lively energy.

"How long do we have til the gym session?" Yoongi asked when there was a lull in the younger’s monologue.

"About half an hour maybe? Why?"

Yoongi sighed and putting his hand on the back of Jimin’s neck slowly but firmly pulled him into a languid kiss.

He felt the plush lips parting in surprise and suppressed the urge to smile. His beloved giggled and happily replied with confident moving of lips on lips and it felt like just something he needed to get through the rest of the day.

Jimin felt like he was melting.

He enjoyed the feeling of Yoongi's hands engulfing his waist. He kissed and caressed his hyung's lips thoroughly, enjoying the tiny quiet sounds he was making. He has to record him one day. Jimin’s sly fingers already moved to Yoongi's earlobe and were teasing him mercilessly while the elder rummaged his hands around the slender waist trying to get under the oversized cardigan that hid warm skin beneath. His hands went down and rubbed Jimin’s thighs clad in some kind of pants that let him feel every tensed muscle of his legs.

"A-ah, hyung!" Jimin said right away waving his finger before Yoongi’s face, "Hyungnim, if we go there, we will never work out today".

"Which isn’t a bad idea..." he threw a coquettish glance at his lover and the elder felt like he could combust

"But I wanted to try and not skip a single session if I can help it. So let’s go!"

He giggled because Yoongi started protesting all the while gathering his phone and a gym bag, following the younger outside the studio.

"But you know", the angel said turning aroung after they walked out the door, "How about I issue some special prizes? For especially.. hard-working producers who complete their fitness routine tonight?"

[apotatomashedbybts]

[Character Moodboards]

Min Yoongi

Graduated from SNU with a major in Music.

Four years older than Jimin.

Unwilling member of the Seoul Drug Cartel, The Hwanggeum.

Smokes when he loses his calm.

Likes everything that is black, sometimes white too.

Generally avoids people but is good when he HAS to interact.

———

Park Jimin

A sweetheart.

First year at SNU in Literature major.

Likes everything that is pastel and cute.

Tends to overthink.

Lost his parents in an accident when he was 3years old.

Best friends with Taehyung since High School.

Taehyung's parents adopted Jimin, so technically Taehyung and Jimin are brothers.

———

Kim Taehyung

Thinks himself a professional detective.

First year at SNU in Criminology major.

Loves Sherlock Holmes.

He sniffs out mystery in everything.

If it isn't his problem, he'll make it his problem.

Emotional support, best friend and brother of Jimin.

———

Kim Seokjin

Last year at SNU in Photography major.

Rich af.

Campus heartthrob.

Often does foodblogging.

So smart that Criminology majors wanted him to switch majors.

Crushes on Namjoon but is scared to tell him.

Roommates with Jimin.

Former roommate of Hoseok.

———

Kim Namjoon

Last year at SNU in Literature major.

Loves reading.

Optimistic (most of the time).

Works as a part-time librarian assistant at the College Library.

Has a crush on Seokjin since first year but thinks Seokjin doesn't even know him. (Not so optimistic here.)

———

Jung Hoseok

Second year at SNU in Performing Arts major.

Loves dancing and partying.

Another campus heartthrob.

Somehow knows every dorm residents of the university.

Won't hesitate to tell you to fuck off or you suck.

His cousin is Jungkook.

———

Jeon Jungkook

First year at SNU in Photography major.

Loves partying.

Will benchpress you if you take his food.

Strong af.

Won't agree but he loves his Jin hyung.

Roommates with Taehyung.

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[Prologue]

[virgbro]

The Jaded Seven

Authors: auri_vk & ayla_jeon

Summary:

“We could never work together, you know.” Jimin snapped his lighter and cupped the flame. “You’re probably right. I am far too selfish,” he said, a lazy trail of smoke snaking upward. Gentle fingers explored Yoongi’s face, a thumb brushing over his bottom lip. It pressed firmer, tugging it down. As if to kiss him, Jimin pursed his lips and blew smoke into Yoongi’s mouth.

OR

After their complicated history gets in the way of a job, rival thieves Min Yoongi and Park Jimin must work together if either of them wants to secure their prize.

Fandom: 방탄소년단 | BTS

Genre: Heist, Thieves

Relationship: Min Yoongi/Park Jimin

Rating: Explicit

ONGOING

Tags/Warnings:

Con Artist Min Yoongi, Thief Park Jimin, Dom Park Jimin, Switch Min Yoongi, Rivals with Benefits, Alcohol, Smoking, Shotgunning, Mirror Sex, Semi-Public sex, Blow jobs, Light bondage, Restraints, Frottage, Intercrural Sex, Sexting, Dirty Talk, Sexual Abuse Trauma, Guns & Violence

[lisatries1]

yoonmin idea

and that's how mimi got basically adopted by the tannies and also found love with the man who tried to rob him and turned out to be the leader of this happy group of thieves, agust d

[koofishy]

Take Me Out (yoonmin au fanfic)

I originally posted this as a twitter thread but decided to upload it here too. It was inspired by these pics of Like Crazy Jimin and Haegeum Yoongi. Enjoy!

They meet in the alley outside the club.

Their gazes lock onto each other from the moment Jimin steps out of the building and they never break eye contact as the other man sidles up to him, cornering him against the wall where the lights don't reach.

The door closes behind them, shutting the loud music and the noise of the crowd inside the club.

It's only them in the dark, quiet night.

Jimin leans back on the wall, hands sliding into his pockets.

"Hey, pretty," he hums, lips curling up lazily. A charming half-grin appears on the other man's face. "What brings you here tonight?"

"Besides wanting to see you?," Jimin rolls his eyes which makes the other chuckle. Then his features turn a shade more serious. "I have news."

The man glances around, then steps closer, even though there's no one else to listen to them. The front of his shoe grazes Jimin's boots and his breath is ticklish on Jimin's ears as he whispers;

"It's done."

Jimin tenses slightly. The other continues.

"I got rid of the evidence, my men are arranging the rest of it," he leans back just enough to catch Jimin's gaze. "He won't be a bother ever again."

A weight lifts off Jimin's shoulders but he doesn't show it.

"Good," he nods. "Nice work, Agust."

Agust D, aka one of the country's most wanted criminals, smiles at that.

Then he pulls something out of his pocket and presents it to Jimin.

A pair of red chopsticks.

The ones Jimin gave him earlier today.

"I washed them and everything, don't worry. No blood in sight," Agust says half-jokingly.

Jimin grins, a little devilish.

"Told you we make a good team," he reaches for the chopsticks, but Agust yanks them back the last second.

Jimin raises an eyebrow.

"What now?"

"You promised me something, Park," Agust's eyes are piercing as he leans in again, head tilted to the side. Dark strands of hair fall around his face with the movement and Jimin has the urge to rake his fingers through them.

He crosses his arms before his chest instead.

"What exactly?"

Agust's gaze falls to his lips for a second, before looking back up.

"A date."

"Did I, now?," Jimin muses, hand reaching out to toy with the beads on Agust's necklace.

Agust tenses, but then his muscles relax and he lets out a laugh, catching Jimin's hand in his. He tangles their fingers together and Jimin ignores the little jump in his chest.

"Yes, you said you'll go out with me once I did away with your disgusting shit of a boss," Agust reminds him. "I did my part of the deal. Now it's your turn, sweetheart."

Jimin hums, pretending to contemplate.

Agust's thumb is stroking the back of his hand in a very distracting manner.

"Wasn't my part of the deal helping you locate your arch nemesis? The hot cop guy?," Jimin says. "I already did that, he was such a cutie when we talked."

It's always fun to push Agust's buttons, especially when it comes to the police officer that looks eerily similar to him.

But, surprisingly, not even the mention of his doppleganger hardens Agust's stare. He's looking at Jimin with a gaze that has him weak in the knees, and it's making it very difficult to stay smooth and collected under it.

He's so close, too. Jimin can feel his cologne and the heat of his body, can see the way his lips twitch, mischievous.

"You're trying to change the topic. Are you backing down, Park?," he whispers. It sends a shiver down Jimin's spine, raising the hair on his nape.

"Are you really this desperate for a date with me?," he counters immediately, like he always does.

They're at a stalemate again, staring each other down like two predators.

It's a game they always play, one they both love and are aggravated by.

Jimin is about to continue, maybe go into detail about the cop just to annoy Agust even more.

But then, Agust laughs.

It's a deep rumble that has his eyes turn into crescent moons and nose scrunch up sweetly, if a little in embarrassement.

He squeezes Jimin's hand.

"Seems like I am, yeah," he says quietly, but his voice doesn't waver for even a second.

Jimin's lips part. He tries to mask his surprise, not very successfully.

He stares at the other man for a second.

He's expecting the usual teasing edge, but there's only honesty in Agust's pretty features.

Honesty, and a sliver of hope, maybe.

Jimin swallows. Glances at their intertwined fingers and looks back up at Agust D.

"Okay."

The man's eyebrows rise.

"Okay?"

"I'll go on a date with you," Jimin clarifies, but then flutters his lashes in fake innocence. "Only because you're so pitiful, begging for it at my feet!"

Agust shakes his head in irritation but it turns fond at the end, as he takes a small step back to pull out his phone. He types on it, so Jimin has the time for a quick, wide grin to himself.

It's gone by the time Agust looks up from his phone.

"Meet me here tomorrow. I texted you the details," Agust says and Jimin nods solemnly.

"Okay, pretty boy. I'm expecting to be wooed," he warns, and the other man's lips curl into a smirk as he straightens his back confidently.

"You will be."

He's about to turn away, but then he pauses and glances over his shoulder at Jimin.

"Oh and Jiminie..."

Jimin raises an eyebrow curiously.

Agust smiles at him, gums showing, making Jimin's breath catch in his throat.

"Call me Yoongi."

Jimin blinks in astonishment.

But then he exhales and lets the giggle he's been trying to keep in finally escape, his eyes crinkling, cheeks rising, happiness tickling his heart as he gazes at the man across him.

Yoongi seems a little winded by the sight in front of him, cheeks tainted pink, so Jimin adds a wink to fully knock him off his axis.

He might be getting softer for the man, but not /that/ soft. He won't go easy on him.

He grins.

"See you tomorrow, Yoongi."

And it's a promise.

And so they go on many dates, fall in love, k word some bad people and look good doing it, etc, good for them :)

Some details are left kinda hazy, you can make up any headcanons eg. how long they've worked together, how they met, what happened w jimin and the hot cop doppleganger/what will happen to him when yoongi finds him etc, if you'd like! Thank you for reading! It turned veryy fluffy at the end but I hope you enjoyed. Don't be afraid to leave notes and comments, or share this fic with others, if you'd like <3 It really means a lot to me! Find me on AO3 and Twitter (I write there too) and you can ask or tell me anything here - please be kind with that tho^^

[mamgt]

Vertigo

You're scared of heights, that's vertigo You wanted lights, go see a show You ran away, that's touch and go You're scared of love, well, aren't we all? Well, aren't we all? Yeah, well, aren't we all?

Park Jimin has never fallen in love and hasn’t been in South Korea in 17 years. He promises to make the most out of it. He plans to do everything he hasn’t done. Though falling in love fits into that category, it wasn’t part of his plan. Not when he’s only here for 2 years to finish his Master’s.

Min Yoongi has only fallen in love once with the same girl for 10 years. When they finally call it off and wedding plans are cut short, Yoongi swears off of love forever. Though love isn’t done with him yet. It finds him four years later, even as he’s still trying to pick-up the pieces of what went wrong.

[Notes: I originally posted this on Ao3. I'll still be updating there and here. I just ~ visually~ like posting on Tumblr. ]

Chapter 1: A Quarter Life Crisis

Chapter 2: Going Out

Chapter 3: The Art of Not Knowing

Chapter 4: All Good Things

Chapter 5: Come To An End

[tkymficrecs]

🔥🌊💜💜💜

[attackonbangtanfics]

┆彡 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎 ┆彡

type : jimin x yoongi, yoonmin synopsis : the more time that yoongi and jimin spend together, the closer they get... but will they allow themselves that luxury? status : ongoing. rating : pg-13. a/n : i'm getting more and more invested with this yoonmin fluff! tell me i'm not the only one... this has also been posted on my ao3, if you'd like to see it on there, as well.

𝐀 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄. ˎˊ˗

TRIGGER WARNINGS : nothing but cute stuff.

Yoongi was almost late to the studio. Again.

His morning was him just repeating the same process he had the morning before but amplified. He should've learned by now that drinking iced coffee closer to bedtime was bad since he was so affected by caffeine, but he couldn't give it up. Unfortunately, he had woken up a bit too late that morning and didn't have the time to go and get said coffee before he met up with Jimin at the dance studio.

This made the male even grumpier than he normally was.

When he walked into the room, he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Jimin standing there with a cup of iced coffee in his hand and a bright smile on his face. He had to admit that his smile was contagious because it was causing the corners of his lips to twitch and turn up slightly of their own volition.

"What is this?" Yoongi asked softly as if his eyes had suddenly failed him.

Jimin's smile slowly faded, but transformed into something a little more devious than before.

"This? Oh, well, I figured that you must have liked this drink since you were sucking it down yesterday like it was your lifeblood or something. So... I thought that I should buy it for you since you're helping me out."

Manager Sejin cleared his throat from behind Yoongi as if coercing him to take it and the sound made Yoongi's eyes roll, his head turning to look over his shoulder to him. "Thank you so much, eomma. I can handle it..."

With his head facing back to Jimin, he walked forward to stand in front of him and then gently took the cup from him; their fingers touching briefly as he did. His eyes widened a bit when he felt slight electricity from it and then let his gaze rest on the other's for a few moments. "... Thank you, Jimin-ssi."

The radiating smile returned and he nodded his head once, his dangly earrings bouncing in the process, and he hummed a bit. "Let's be casual with one another from now on, yeah? I think we'll be spending enough time together to fully get to know one another... I don't want to be all business."

Doesn't want to be all business? What does that mean? Yoongi's mind was reeling. He knew that Park Jimin was a professional and it showed whenever he danced and with how he composed himself, but this was new. Usually, those that pianist worked with didn't care too much to become casual with him since their time together was much more brief. He stared at the male with his mouth agape for a few moments, his brain seemingly having short-circuited and it made Jimin giggle a little. "Was that not a good idea?"

"O-oh... Um... Yeah, sure. I mean... Pff. Whatever." Yoongi mumbled and tried to brush it all off like it meant absolutely nothing to him when in reality, he was giggling like a little schoolgirl deep down inside.

He shoved the straw of his iced coffee cup into his mouth and drank its contents aggressively to get himself to calm down. Jimin had a feeling that he was putting up a front and it caused a satisfied grin to appear while his arms crossed over his chest.

Taking a seat on the bench of his piano, he set his coffee on the ground by his side and then cleared his throat while purposefully keeping his eyes off of the little hellion in the corner. Who knew that he could be a flirt?

"Okay, Jimin-ah. Get into position." He internally kicked his ass for thinking of the double entendre that entered his mind at that moment and honed in on his keyboard even more.

Jimin thought about making fun of the other, but he seemed to be suffering enough at his expense, so he decided that he would finally enter professional mode for the rest of their practice. He didn't think that it would be so difficult to keep his head on straight while working with Yoongi, who just so happened to be one of the most attractive men he had ever seen.

This could be a problem.

After hours of practice, Yoongi and Jimin decided that they would finally take a break. It was almost time for them to leave, anyway. Finishing off his coffee, Yoongi sighed deeply and ran his fingers through his hair while letting his eyes "casually" wander over to the other. It seemed like they kept stealing glances at one another after that moment and during the rest of their time in the room. It was almost distracting, but they managed to focus on the music for the majority of the time.

At the end of the night, Jimin decided that he wanted to sit with Yoongi on the bench in front of his keyboard while he plucked at the keys a little, so they could play it together. He may have picked up a little bit about the instrument from childhood lessons. They sat close to each other, and Jimin couldn't help but lean in a little closer. Yoongi could feel Jimin's warmth against his side and it made his heart race. He knew that he was testing the limits.

Jimin noticed Yoongi's gaze turn to him and smiled, feeling a flutter in his stomach... he wasn't sure if it was him enjoying himself or if maybe he was a little freaked out by the sudden closeness. As they played together - him on one end of the keyboard and Yoongi on the other - Yoongi's fingers brushed against Jimin's as they met in the middle. The small touch sent shivers down Jimin's spine. He couldn't help but blush, hoping Yoongi wouldn't notice.

But Yoongi did notice.

He felt a tingling sensation at the touch and couldn't help but smile to himself. He wanted to touch Jimin again, to feel that spark between them, but he planned on holding back. These feelings couldn't be wise. It may have been a subtle game, but they both knew what was happening. When they finished practicing, they sat back and looked at each other. Jimin's eyes were shining, and Yoongi's heart was racing. They both knew there was something between them, something they couldn't ignore but had to. For now.

"Thanks for choosing me to do this with you, Jimin-ah," Yoongi said, his voice a little hoarse.

Jimin smiled, "Anytime, Yoongi-hyung."

After they packed up and went their separate ways, Yoongi got back into his car with Manager Sejin and had him drive to the KBBQ shop that had become a weekly hangout spot with him and his closest friends. He didn't know what to do with all of these feelings so he thought it best to just drink, eat, and have fun with his friends to unwind for the night. Luckily, they were all there by the time he arrived.

"Yoongi-ah! Finally! We're starving, hurry up!" His Jin hyung whined and it caused Yoongi to roll his eyes fondly as he neared the table, sitting down beside him now and nodding his head to the other two that were across from him.

"Aish, then eat! I didn't tell you to wait for me!"

The table laughed together and started passing out the meat to each other, Yoongi focusing on pouring soju into all of their shot glasses. It was such a relief that he had these friends who still wanted to see him every week and hadn't gotten sick of him yet, making a small smile appear on his lips as he sat in thought. This action evoked a response in Hoseok as he noticed the smile, raising an eyebrow at the sight of it.

"Uh... Yoongi-hyung, are you alright? Something about you seems different."

"Yeah, come to think of it, you like kinda happy?" Namjoon chimed in with his mouth full of Samgyeopsal, hissing at how hot it was on his tongue.

Yoongi glanced up at the two and straightened up a bit in his spot, making a face when he realized that they noticed so quickly. He should've known better than to think that they wouldn't see it on his face. It wasn't often when he showed his emotions, but whenever he did, he had a very hard time hiding it lately. The older he got, the more difficult it was to upkeep his poker face.

"Do you guys know who Park Jimin is?"

[2muchboba]

🐈‍⬛🤍🐈

[tinyyoonmini]

Mimi's Cat Café (x)

When Yoongi gets given a voucher to a cat cafe in his Secret Santa gift, he chooses to use it as a way to distract himself from lingering heartbreak. There he meets some new feline friends, and a pretty boy with pink hair and prettier smile.

Rating: G

Status: Complete

AO3: here

[derireo-galge]

Yours Just Like You're Mine | 3,7k | yoonmin✍🏼

Just one evening in Yoongi and Jimin's life when their schedule allows.

[ spanking, flogging, bondage, established relationship, canon compliant, hyung kink, aftercare ]

All Jimin wanted to do was to collapse into bed and not move for a couple of days.

His limbs were aching and his abdomen pleasantly sore.

They worked so hard and well for three shows and now it was finally the time to rest really well too. He was still processing the emotions he felt after finally reuniting with those who he cared so much about.

He showered thoroughly and tended to his face, looking in the bathroom mirror. His lips were tinted red from biting and breathing hard. He was slathering his shoulders with his favourite body lotion when he suddenly realised, he wasn’t jittery from the concert adrenaline anymore but because he was feeling a bit horny.

Still rubbing in the remnants of the lotion into his arms he walked up to the chest of drawers. He contemplated for a while.

He didn’t make any plans other than resting in his room. Therefore it was highly unlikely someone would bother him right now.

His beloved hyung included.

His sweet Suga-hyung made a quick escape to a studio even though he was surely knackered too. So it was Jimin-time right now.

He loved playing with himself - his hubby would know all about that - and he was usually very meticulous about it.

Jimin loved toys and dressing up, loved building up tension and edging when he had time to do everything properly. He could be at it for hours.

He opened the top drawer where he kept all of his tights and lingerie.

He chose a simple pair of black fishnet hold ups and sat on the side of the bed that was closer to a tall mirror. J!min took his time carefully putting the stockings on, already feeling excited about the feeling they gave him.

He adored the way the fabric was hugging his muscular thighs and calves.

He stretched his tired limbs and glanced in the mirror. He had a faint blush on his cheeks, maybe from the hot shower or maybe he was starting to get all hot and bothered.

He moved to the centre of the bed and sat there facing the mirror.

He looked at himself in the reflection, slowly moving his hands up and down his thighs. He grazed his hipbones with his nails and his breath hitched.

If he closed his eyes he could easily imagine his hyung biting on them, licking along his v-line.

Jimin slowly spread his legs and proceeded touching his inner thighs purposely avoiding his hardening cock. He was getting lost in building tension and fantasies rushing through his mind when suddenly he heard a knock on the door that had him stop what he was doing.

- Jimin-ah, you there? - he heard Yoongi’s voice loud and clear, - Can I come in? Jimin gulped and asked:

- Are you alone there, hyung?

- Yeah? - It seemed like his hyung was either amused or curious.

- You can come in then, - he decided not to turn around and continued to touch his legs sensually, looking at himself and his beloved in the mirror.

The door opened with a quiet sound and he added:

- Just lock the door behind you, okay?

His voice turned soft, with a hint of sweetness.

Yoongi walked in and locked the door with his eyes still stuck on the scene right before him. He slowly approached the bed, kneeled among the ruffled covers and asked in a low tone:

- What are you up to here, Min-ah?

His hand went up to Jimin’s hair to tuck a lock behind his ear. Jimin could see his hyung pause looking at his crescent.

He felt hot steady breaths on his nape and it made goosebumps raise on his arms.

- Can I? - the elder whispered.

- Yeah, - Jimin nodded and closed his eyes.

He almost moaned in pleasure as Yoongi's lips travelled from his neck further down to his shoulders, painting them with sweet little kisses.

He could feel his beloved tasting his skin with kittenish licks. He wanted hyung to touch him everywhere, squeezing all his curves with strong hands, press skin to skin and hug with those big arms.

But it seemed like he was content just to lightly kiss his shoulder blades and run his hands through the younger’s hair. When he was almost ready to combust, Yoongi rose up from the bed and walked around it to have a better look of his baby.

- Look at you, all gorgeous and pretty, - he rasped sensually, unbuttoning his own jeans.

Jimin blushed harder from the attention but didn’t stop the movement of his hands that were now lazily cupping his balls and fully erect cock.

He could see the outline of Yoongi's length hidden only by the fabric of his boxers, after he took his jeans off, kicking them aside. Yoongi caressed the dancer's legs slowly, enjoying the feeling of fishnet and soft warm skin under his fingertips.

The black ones suited him really well. Just like literally everything he owned.

Yoongi felt giddy with excitement. - Let me look at your feet, - he asked and Jimin gladly raised his legs, leaning on his hands, and stretched his feet towards his hyung’s hands.

He felt long fingers press his soles and pull the stockings a bit just to release after a second. The younger reached Yoong!’s cock with his stocking clad feet and demanded:

- Take them off now, please?

Yoongi chuckled.

- Minnie wants to play? - he smirked taking his underwear off slowly and putting his hands behind his back like a good boy.

Jimin loved that.

- Uh-huh, - Jimin curled and uncurled his toes and heard a quiet gasp.

He dragged his feet carefully along the length of his lover’s cock, feeling it harden more and more as the time passed.

His movements were precised and practiced. He was loving the feeling of hardness under his delicate feet and his lover's quiet grunts were music to his ears.

He was getting more and more wound up and his neglected cock was starting to throb.

He tried rubbing his thighs together but it didn't make much difference.

- Need some help, baby? - Yoongi asked, gently taking Jimin’s feet in his hands and lowering them on the bed, - Just show me what you want, it’s all yours.

Jimin sighed and made a grabbing motion with his hands.

Yoongi felt relieved when their lips met in a hot passionate kiss. He sucked on the younger’s plush lips, eating up his little moans.

His pretty lover got out of the kiss with a wet pop and moved to lower himself bent over the edge of the bed. A quick look to the side told Yoongi that he could still partially see himself in that mirror that they both loved so much.

- Okay sweetling,- he said softly, moving to kneel right behind him.

They had all the time in the world to explore many things they liked and they both knew what made each other tick.

- Play with yourself for me, Minnie but try not to come just yet. - He said quietly but firmly.

- Yes, hyung, - Jimin answered and immediately put two fingers inside his mouth, generously coating them with saliva.

- Ah, - He moaned as Yoongi landed a slap on his asscheek.

It wasn't very painful but combined with the fact that he looked at himself while being spanked really did it for him.

He touched the head of his cock with wet fingers and moved them in circles as the elder landed more and more strikes on his reddening bottom. He sucked on the fingers of his other hand that went to tease and pull on the nipples,igniting hot sparks in his lower abdomen.

Jimin was edging himself carefully while his hyung kneaded and spread his cheeks to lick his rim and generously spit on it. He could see them in the mirror and their debauched look was only turning him on more.

- Ah, hyung, - it was getting a bit too much for him, - Wanna come!

- Keep stroking yourself, pretty. - he said and tightened the hold on his hips.

Yoongi started licking his hole more intensely, thrusting inside with his skillful tongue and making obscene noises.

He licked a fat stripe upwards, gently sucking on his balls and continued to push and prod inside like he was born to do it. He was practically fucking him with his tongue, carefully adding a finger to a tight heat.

After that it didn’t take long for Jimin to come with a string of short moans filling the room and painting the sheets white.

Soon everything could be heard was their quickened breaths.

- Come here now, love, - Jimin said turning around and pulling his hyung to lie on top of him.

- Mm, you sure? - asked Yoongi, eagerly sucking on his defined collarbones and puffy chest. - Colour?

- Ngh.. green, - Jimin moaned, - Please, hyung.

Yoongi grabbed the backs of his thighs and pushed them up.

Grabbing the lube from the bedside table, he coated his fingers generously and set to prepare his lover.

Jimin was a gasping and moaning mess from oversensitivity but his hyung knew just how much he liked it. His Minnie loved to be pushed to his limits again and again.

Soon Yoongi’s three fingers were carefully moving inside and out, slowly stretching velvety walls while he was helping Jim!n hold his bent legs up. When he saw his love nodding again he gently guided him to wrap his legs around his waist.

- Ready? - He landed a kiss on his spit slicked lips and saw Jimin nod again.

He wanted to ask one more time, just to be sure.

- Ruin me, hyung, - he whispered lifting a corner of his lips teasingly, smirking like a cat that got the cream.

Yoongi had a rather good self-control but he felt like he could cry in relief as he bottomed out. The first few thrusts were slow but then he felt soft heels tapping his lower back impatiently and got the message.

Jimin might have looked fucked out but he was in total control and never let his hyung forget it. That’s exactly why this menace was driving him insane.

Made him want to kiss his feet and have a sparring match the very next second.

Made his heart beat faster. Yoongi fastened the pace of his thrusts, making them deep and fast bottoming out and long dragging back.

He enjoyed the tiny mewls coming out of his lover’s lips that only spurred him on moving faster and rougher. His knuckes were white with how strong he was holding on to a perfectly sculpted body trapped underneath him.

- Mnn...AH! - Jimin moaned especially loud and Yoongi saw his cock leaking white all over his tummy, the clear evidence of his second orgasm.

Yoongi sped up some more and soon filled the tight heat with his cum, leaning on elbows and almost cradling his lover beneath.

For a while he couldn't stop kissing those puffy lips and nose and all his face. He then put their sweaty foreheads together and for the time being they just stayed like this, in the same space, mingling their breath, looking at each other’s sated faces, pulling little smiles out of each other.

They could enjoy this time of peace to the fullest.

~end