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“When we get home, that ass is mine.”
The words play over and over on a continuous, torturous loop in Jimin's mind as the seven Bangtan members and their manager drive back to their dorms.
Jimin knew that Yoongi had wanted him for a while. He could see it in the way the older looked at him when he thought Jimin wasn't looking. Jimin didn't do anything extra to get his hyung's attention though; he knew how Yoongi could get, and he didn't want to drive the older into a frenzy before Jimin was ready for him.
That changed during their Tony Montana performance. Jimin had seen a totally new side of Yoongi that made him long for his hyung in a way he hadn't before. He'd had a bit of a crush on Yoongi too, but when he saw him performing as Agust D, holding nothing back, he couldn't help but imagine what it would be like for Yoongi to fuck him senseless. That's why when the older pulled him into that room, Jimin was grateful, because he wasn't sure how to make the first move and was glad to let Yoongi take the lead. Hearing the older call him 'baby boy' stirred the fire in the pit of Jimin's stomach even more, and he was sporting a very painful erection by the time they left the room.
Jimin begs and pleads Hoseok to switch seats with him so he can sit next to Yoongi, and, a bit weirded out, Hoseok agrees and sits next to Seokjin and Taehyung in the middle, leaving Yoongi, Jimin, and Jungkook in the back. Jimin leans his head on his hyung's shoulder and tilts his head towards Yoongi's ear. “Hyung, my cock is hard. Will you help me?” His words leave his mouth in a barely audible whisper, but Yoongi snaps his head towards the younger, as he heard him perfectly.
“Are you crazy? With Jungkook sitting right next to me?” Even as Yoongi speaks, his eyes are dark with lust, which sends a shiver up Jimin's spine. The younger turns his head to see the maknae fast asleep with headphones in his ears.
“He's asleep and won't hear anything. Please hyung? Please... Daddy?” Jimin knows he sounds desperate, but he doesn't care. He doesn't want to hold back anymore, and he hopes Yoongi feels the same way. He doesn't have long to dwell on that thought, though, as Yoongi's hand comes into contact with Jimin's bulge and roughly palms him through his jeans. Jimin's eyes flutter closed and he leans his head back on the seat, about to let out a moan when the older's hand clamps down over his mouth.
“No noise. At all. Or you won't get to cum tonight. Do you understand me?” The words are spoken in a whisper right against the younger's ear, and he nods frantically. Yoongi smirks. “Good boy.” He removes his hand from Jimin's mouth, giving him a stern nod, and Jimin bites down hard on his lower lip as his jeans are unzipped by the older and his cock is freed. Yoongi's eyes widen slightly, and he grips the base of Jimin's cock as he leans into his ear and whispers, “You're so big, baby boy. Someday I want to taste you.” Jimin has to place a hand over his own mouth to suppress the whimper that threatens to escape.
Before Jimin can respond, Yoongi leans over and spits onto the head of Jimin's dick, making it easier for Yoongi to start stroking him, slowly at first, and Jimin takes deep breaths, trying to stop the sounds of pleasure that want to burst forth. His other hand snakes under the younger's shirt to lightly brush over his sensitive buds, his lips finally latching onto Jimin's and swallowing every single one of his moans. He strokes faster, and Jimin's hips buck forward to meet the movements of Yoongi's hand. The younger pants heavily into Yoongi's mouth as his hand picks up speed, stroking him faster, and Jimin's hips are bucking uncontrollably, and unable to hold back anymore, he cums all over Yoongi's hand, causing the other to growl softly into his lips before pulling away. He raises an eyebrow questioningly, and Jimin grabs his wrist to lick his fingers clean. Yoongi smiles fondly as he watches and strokes the younger's hair.
“So dirty baby boy,” he murmurs into Jimin's ear, making him shiver, “cumming all over Daddy's hand and then licking it up. If I wasn't so desperate to fuck you, I would punish you. But I think feeling my thick cock slamming into you over and fucking over will be punishment enough for your tight little virgin ass.” Those words cause Jimin to shiver, and he looks pleadingly into Yoongi's eyes. He opens his mouth to speak, but Yoongi places a finger over his lips, which are swollen and red from being bitten so hard. “Shh, baby. Don't say anything. Rest until we get home. You're going to need it. You have 30 minutes.” With that, Jimin nods and rests his head on his hyung's shoulder, soon falling into a light sleep.
He wakes up when the van stops and the side door opens, causing a low grumbling from the boys. “Finally, bed,” Jungkook mumbles as he hops out and shuffles towards the dorms. Everyone else follows suit, and Jimin lags behind to wait for Yoongi, looking at him with a cheeky smile. Yoongi grins sinisterly and grabs Jimin's hand, practically making the boy lose his balance.
“Seokjin-hyung,” he pulls the oldest aside and whispers, “Do you mind sleeping in Namjoon-ah's room with him tonight? Jimin and I have some business to attend to in my room.”
“I would be glad to! And I won't tell anyone about your 'business', don't worry.” Seokjin winks as he goes off to find Namjoon, who smiles his adorable dimple-y smile as he pulls Seokjin into his and Jungkook's shared room before closing and locking the door. Seconds later, a shout is heard and Jungkook stumbles out of the room and heads for the couch, grumbling under his breath before collapsing onto the piece of furniture and falling asleep.
“Namjoon-hyung and Jin-hyung?” Jimin gasps as a wide smile spreads across his face. He then sees the way Yoongi is looking at him, and he feels a stirring as his cock starts to harden again. He blushes and feels Yoongi slip his hand into his smaller one, interlacing their fingers together as he pulls the younger to his bedroom. As soon as the door is closed and locked behind them, Yoongi pushes Jimin against it and kisses him harshly, making the younger moan into his lips. Yoongi's lips are softer than he expected, and he feels as if he can't get enough of them. His fingers tangle in the older's hair, tugging gently on the raven locks and tilting his head to deepen the kiss as Yoongi's hands grip his ass and kneads the sensitive skin, making the younger moan into his mouth. “Yoongi fuck me please...” he gasps as Yoongi's mouth leaves his to attack his neck with teasing nibbles and kisses.
“Have you ever had anything in your ass before, Jiminie?” the older murmurs against his skin, and, embarrassed by the question, Jimin feels his face heat up as he shakes his head no. Yoongi smirks against his skin as he nibbles lightly on his collarbone and pulls him away from the door, breaking away long enough to yank both their shirts off and toss them somewhere in the room. “Then this might hurt, but I promise, it's going to feel really fucking good. I've wanted your ass for so long, baby boy. I'm not going to hold back.” As he's speaking, his voice lowers to a dangerous whisper, right against the younger's ear, and he lays him down on the bed and rids him of his jeans and boxers. Jimin feels his face and ears heat up as he's fully exposed to Yoongi, since it's the first time he's ever been naked in front of anyone intentionally before, but he doesn't cover himself up.
“Daddy, please, I want it so much.” Jimin says breathily, gasping as he feels Yoongi's hand wrap around his length. He strokes it lazily a few times before moving to reach into his bedside drawer and producing a small bottle of lube. He leans over Jimin's body to kiss him as he coats three of his fingers in the substance and slowly slides one into Jimin's hole. The younger immediately tenses up and winces in pain, but Yoongi shushes him as he peppers light kisses along his neck. He moves his finger slowly in and out of the younger's ass as he strokes his hard dick with his other hand, and Jimin wriggles around, trying to get used to the feeling of something in his ass. “M-more Daddy,” he murmurs against his lips, and Yoongi smirks as he slowly adds a second finger. Jimin's back arches off of the bed as the pain turns more quickly to pleasure. “More!!” he finds himself begging again.
“Such an impatient boy,” Yoongi murmurs as he scissors and curls his fingers inside of Jimin for a few moments before adding a third finger. Jimin's head thrashes from side to side as his hips roll back and forth in slow but rhythmic movements, the pleasure almost more than he can handle, and he already feels the familiar feeling deep in the pit of his stomach. He pants as his eyes snap open and he looks pleadingly at the older.
“P-please fuck me hyung, I want to feel your cock in my ass.” Jimin doesn't know why he has those words in him, and he's about to apologize when he feels Yoongi stop his movements. The older removes his fingers, and Jimin whimpers, feeling empty. Keeping his eyes locked on Jimin's, Yoongi raises up to removes his jeans, reaching for the lube again and generously coating his cock before moving to lie between Jimin's legs, his elbows on either side of the younger's head. Jimin feels the tip of Yoongi's cock against his puckered hole, and he looks up into his eyes, inching his hips forward.
“So needy. Daddy's going to fuck his needy baby boy so good.” Yoongi eases into Jimin's ass, and the younger's eyes pop open, a loud whine tumbling from his lips. “It's okay. It's going to feel good soon, I promise I won't hurt you.” The older kisses Jimin and wraps his hand around his cock as he bottoms out inside Jimin, giving the younger a chance to get used to the feeling.
“Move Daddy, please... I, I'm ready.” Jimin nods, and Yoongi smirks before drawing his hips almost all the way back and snapping his hips hard, slamming his full length into Jimin in one movement, and the pleasure it brings him is unlike anything he's ever felt before, causing a loud moan to tear from his throat. Yoongi thrusts slowly but powerfully in and out of Jimin's ass, his chest rising and falling rapidly as pleasure courses through his veins. “M-more-- FUCK!” Jimin practically screams as Yoongi hits a different spot inside of him.
“I just found your prostate.” Yoongi grins triumphantly as he picks up the pace with his thrusts, grunting as he repeatedly snaps his hips into the younger's, so hard that Jimin knows he's going to have red marks on his thighs the next day. But all that matters in that moment is their pleasure. “You feel so good, baby boy. I don't know how much longer I can hold back.” Yoongi doesn't slow down as he speaks, and Jimin opens his mouth to speak but all that comes out is another loud moan as Yoongi hits his prostate with every thrust.
“D-Daddy, I'm- I'm gonna--” Yoongi squeezes his cock suddenly and pumps him at an inhuman speed, and Jimin feels his orgasm overtake him, cum shooting powerfully from his cock, with enough force to hit his stomach as well as that of the older boy abusing his ass. Yoongi doesn't let up his thrusts, even when the younger whines “It's too much-”
“I want to make you cum again,” Yoongi growls.
“I-is that even possible??” Jimin asks, alarmed, as Yoongi's fist flicks repeatedly up and down his dongsaeng's shaft.
“It is if you want it badly enough. I know I want it. I want you to give your everything to me.” Yoongi speaks between moans, his thrusts faltering for a second before picking up speed again. “Be a good baby boy for Daddy and cum for me again.” Jimin is already hard again just from hearing the older's words, and Yoongi leans down to spit on Jimin's erection again, mixing with his cum to make lewd wet noises with every movement of Yoongi's wrist.
“Fuck-- YOONGI!” Jimin lets out a high-pitched wail as Yoongi's dick hits his prostate particularly hard, and tears trickle down Jimin's cheeks as the ecstasy he feels is almost too much to handle.
“So tight. I can't-” Yoongi growls as he slams his hips hard one more time and fills Jimin with his cum, making the younger shudder with delight at the warm feeling of it. Panting heavily, Yoongi slowly pulls out and collapses beside the younger. Jimin gasps from the oversensitivity and the empty feeling, and he lolls his head to the side, grinning at Yoongi. “What?”
“Nothing, just, I don't think words can describe how amazing that was.” And it was true. Jimin had never felt anything like that before, and it was something he definitely wanted to feel again. He gets the feeling that Yoongi feels the same way as he leans forward to kiss Jimin's lips.
“Me too, baby boy. It was even better than I imagined.” Yoongi reaches over to grab a few tissues to clean them both up and tosses them into the nearby trash can, groaning as he once again gets comfortable. “Now, come snuggle me, hm?”
“Um...” Jimin blushes. “There's one problem with that.”
“What is it?” Yoongi's eyebrows knit together with concern.
“I, uh, I can't move.” He smiles sheepishly, and Yoongi laughs, pulling the younger close to him and covering them both with the covers.
“There, you didn't even have to move.” He kisses the top of Jimin's head, and they share a contented smile before drifting off to sleep.
Elsewhere...
“I ship it.”
“What?” Namjoon looks sleepily into his lover's eyes.
“Yoongi and Jimin. I've shipped that from the beginning.” Seokjin grins widely, causing Namjoon to roll his eyes and smile fondly.
“Of course you have, baby. But shh, now is the time for sleeping, not for shipping. Now come here.” Namjoon holds his arms out, and a very tired, very satiated Seokjin snuggles into his boyfriend's arms.
“Goodnight, Daddy.”
“Goodnight, my love.”