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When Yoongi arrived home after an incredibly long day at work, he was surprised to find the apartment relatively dark. He squinted against it, hand slapping the wall until the hallway light switched on. He figured Jimin had simply gone for a nap so kicked his shoes off and turned the light back off as he made his way into the connected living room. While relatively small, there was a homely feel to it - which was amplified by the soft lighting of the two lamps either side of the sofa. A smile found its way onto Yoongi’s face as he flopped onto the sofa and lay with his eyes roaming the ceiling aimlessly. Just as he closed his eyes he heard a gentle bell. Instantly, he recognised it as the tiny bell hanging from Jimin’s collar.
“Hey.” Yoongi muttered as the hybrid boy padded across the wooden floor and toward him. After too long of not hearing anything else, Yoongi opened his eyes to find the boy staring down at him from over the back of the sofa. Jimin’s cheeks were flushed and the black ears stood perked on his black hair. “You alright?” Jimin nodded. “Come here.” It took a moment before the younger man moved, but when he did -
Yoongi’s lips parted as his eyes ran down the naked chest of his boyfriend. Jimin was toned, but Yoongi couldn’t imagine not appreciating every inch of him no matter what - from his chubby cheeks, to the little lines around his knees, to his tiny hands. Everything about him was perfect and precious. And yet, there was something new that caught his attention. The only item of clothing Jimin wore were red panties, bulging slightly from his cute dick. The material was silky and had little black hearts spotting it; surely made to be innocent but looking far from it. From the angle Yoongi was at, he could also see how the silk material cut off at the sides to become lace that likely sculpted Jimin’s ass perfectly. Yoongi swallowed before trailing his eyes back up his boyfriend’s body.
“Do you like them?” Jimin sounded somewhat nervous. Yoongi spotted his black tail curling around his thigh self-consciously.
“Baby,” he swallowed and cleared his throat, “baby, I love them.” Jimin’s face lit up with a smile and an affectionate purr escaped his throat briefly. The younger held out his hand to Yoongi, which he accepted (of course), before pulling him to his feet. He didn’t say a word as he lead the elder to their moonlit bedroom. Yoongi groaned at the sight of Jimin’s ass (he was right, it looked extraordinary), and then again when he saw a red bow tied around the top of his tail. If he died right there, he’d die a happy man.
Suddenly, Jimin let go of his hand and left him standing in the middle of the floor. The hybrid dropped to his knees in front of Yoongi and sent him a devilish smirk before moving both hands slowly up the elder’s legs. “How was your day, hyung?”
“Uh, good. Okay. Fine.” Honestly, Yoongi wasn’t entirely sure what day it was. All he could focus on was Jimin’s hands now at the top of his thighs and rubbing dangerously close to the growing bulge in his pants. He was temporarily distracted by Jimin’s giggle, but was soon focused again by the small hands working on undoing the button and zip of his pants.
“Hyung,” Jimin whined and shuffled closer, leaning up to hold his face only inches away from Yoongi’s bulge. “Hyung, I missed you.” The black-haired boy’s ass wiggled, testing Yoongi’s willpower to the max. “Hyung you took so long.” Jimin continued whining, his eyes locked onto Yoongi’s as his face moved closer and closer. Finally, he began to mouth at Yoongi’s dick. The elder threw his head back and closed his eyes.
“You’ll be the end of me, Jiminie.” The little shit actually purred.
“I have a surprise for you, hyung.” Yoongi barely comprehended the words as Jimin’s breath ghosted the now damp material against his erection. All of the brain cells he had only just managed to encourage a questioning sound, as opposed to the formation of actual words. He apparently wasn’t allowed to know what it was as Jimin just pushed Yoongi’s underwear down so he was on display. The cat hybrid grabbed Yoongi’s length with one hand, the other against his hip, and started licking the head. He traced it and dug his tongue into the slit, being rewarded by further hardening and the first few dribbles of pre-cum.
“Fuck,” Yoongi managed to mumble.
“That’s the plan.”
Yoongi groaned as Jimin moved away - not before tugging at the elder’s pants and sending him a meaningful look. Wasting no time kicking off his pants and underwear, Yoongi decided to pull off his t-shirt as well to save precious time later. He had to pat down his salmon-pink hair before Jimin noticed it sticking up in all different directions; he wanted to fuck Jimin, not have the younger make fun of him for his hair. When he looked back up to Jimin, he only saw an ass. The boy was kneeling on the bed with his shoulders pressed down against the sheets and arms behind his back, lingering at the top of his underwear. Yoongi squinted at the underwear, spotting something glistening under the lace.
“I really did miss you, hyung.” Jimin slipped down the underwear over the curve of his ass to reveal a white heart princess plug tucked between his cheeks. Yoongi wasn’t entirely sure he was breathing. As he didn’t move, the hybrid grew impatient and wiggled his hips. The material of the underwear stretched against his parted thighs, remaining in place even as his hands moved back up. One hand pulled at one of his ass cheeks, while the other followed the outline of the plug. He moaned quietly. Yoongi moved almost instantly then, as if the moan had woke him from a slumber. Leaning over, the elder started dropping kisses on Jimin’s spine, slowly making his way south until he pressed his lips against the crystal-like surface. Tongue slipping out, he licked around the plug before following the line down to his balls.
“Why didn’t you tell me, baby? Hyung could’ve came home quicker.” Yoongi smirked slightly at the faint stickiness remaining from the lube around the plug before placing a hand on either ass cheek and spreading the younger. He didn’t give Jimin time to reply as he gently latched his teeth around the heart on the plug and pulled. There was a moan from in front and Jimin’s hands fell to grip tightly at the sheets in front of him. Yoongi took his time pulling the plug out, making sure to tease the hybrid as much as he could. After he himself had started to get impatient, he dropped the plug on the bed and started pushing his tongue into Jimin’s gaping hole. The muscles contracted as the boy moaned again, but not enough to close him up completely. “You prepared yourself nicely for hyung.” Yoongi praised and slipped two fingers straight into him when he relaxed. It wasn’t necessary, of course, but Yoongi loved to see him come undone like this. They had been together long enough for them to know each others’ pleasure points so Yoongi was able to start abusing Jimin’s prostate quickly, all while dropping open-mouthed kisses on his ass and thighs. It was when he started sucking marks onto the skin that Jimin started pushing his hips back into the fast movements of Yoongi’s fingers.
“Hyung please.” Jimin didn’t need to say more than that before Yoongi was up right and had removed his fingers from him. Yoongi groaned softly as he stroked himself, reaching over to grab the lube that Jimin had left on the bedside table. A fair amount was squirted onto his palm which soon was used to slick up Yoongi’s large dick. The lewd noise made Jimin whimper in anticipation and he wiggled again.
Finally, Yoongi started to press the tip of his cock against Jimin’s hole. “Fuck me, hyung.” Despite the words, Yoongi kept steady, watching as Jimin’s ass swallowed him up so well. He was balls-deep when he stopped and ran his hands up and down Jimin’s back. Understandably, he had tensed due to the size of what was now stretching him open further. Jimin, as impatient as ever, nodded not long after. Then the fun could begin.
Yoongi still started off at a relatively tame pace, however he grabbed Jimin’s tail and pulled gently. The hybrid’s spine arched further into the bed and he presented himself more to Yoongi. “Hyung,” he mewled, “hyung, please.”
“Use your words, Jiminie. Tell me what you want.”
“Fuck- fuck me harder, hyung.” Jimin was begging and Yoongi was too weak to not give him what he wanted. Not that he would tell anyone that.
Yoongi grabbed the younger’s hips harshly and started slamming his cock into him. He’d pull out three quarters of the way, only to push all the way back in barely half a second later. He squeezed Jimin’s hips before using one hand to slap the peachy ass jiggling before him. The hybrid’s moans started to get more consistent and high pitched, likely leaving a small patch of saliva on the sheet. The mess wouldn’t be an issue, especially with Jimin’s cock now leaking onto the material and onto the panties still clinging to his thighs. If anything, the thought of the younger leaving such a mess because of Yoongi made him brought him a little closer to the edge.
“So good, Jiminie. You’re so pretty like this. You’re is taking me so well. I want you to cum for me, baby.” Yoongi moved the hand that was on Jimin’s hip up to his hair to pull gently. Jimin took the hint and pushed himself up the best he could. The elder wrapped one arm around Jimin’s waist to support him while his free hand slipped to the collar on the hybrid’s neck. The small pressure generated by the tugging on the collar made Jimin tilt his head back and moan louder. His breath hitched half way through, however, when Yoongi hit his prostate. “Hyung-nngh.” Jimin grabbed the back of his boyfriend’s neck, gasping as he felt small marks being made against the skin of his own shoulder.
Jimin didn’t last much longer, reduced to a moaning and babbling mess with his cum shooting against his chest as well as some landing on the sheets. Yoongi soon followed, filling Jimin’s ass and holding him close enough for red marks to start blooming under the skin of his hips. Both collapsed onto the bed. They were panting and sweaty but even that wasn’t enough for Jimin to keep away from his boyfriend. The hybrid whimpered at the feeling of the cum running out of him and down his ass - but he wasn’t going to be moving anytime soon. Yoongi hummed and pressed a kiss to Jimin’s temple. His long fingers ran through the younger’s black hair.
“Kitten?”
Jimin hummed curiously, smiling sleepily at the sweet nickname.
“Be my Valentine.” Yoongi closed his eyes contentedly when Jimin started giggling softly.
“Always, hyung.”