Jimin's body was heated, even while in the cold water. His gleaming eyes staring at the man in front of him, who was stripping away his shirt.

Jimin took his bottom lip between his teeth, nervously nibbling at it. Yoongi was shirtless and he had never looked more ethereal, so... attractive to Jimin before. They had seen eachother naked a billion times over the years, but never had looking at Yoongi's body made him feel jittery all over. His pale skin had an underlying of a pink tint and he glowed once he jumped in the water because of the neon blue lights.

Jimin held his breath until Yoongi made his way towards the younger, pulling him by his bare waist under the water. Jimin caught the elder's lips as soon as they were pressed together. It was slow, yet deep and overwhelming, like Yoongi wanted to take his time on the younger and make this perfect. 

The elder's hands grazed over Jimin's skin, causing him to gasp softly at the new feelings erupting from within him, lips never disconnecting from eachother's. Jimin furrowed his eyebrows in concentration, hand going up to cup Yoongi's cheek, the other resting on his shoulder.

He was kissing another man, moreover, he was kissing Yoongi of all, yet, it felt so natural. Nothing felt out of place, it felt so right.

A surprised moan left his lips when Yoongi started moving their hips together, the friction shooting a jolt of pleasure in his stomach. Their lips detached during the process, but Yoongi's instantly attached to the wet skin of his neck, sucking in every water droplet off his skin, going down to bite and suck on his collarbone and chest.

Jimin could do nothing but take it, melting into the pleasure and throwing his head back to let Yoongi have his way. Yoongi's hands travelled to the back of his thighs, lifting him up, Jimin wrapped his legs around Yoongi's waist.

"Yoongi–" he gasped out before the elder stole the moan from him by clashing their lips together again. Jimin's breathing accelerated, hands wrapping around Yoongi's neck as their tongues mingled. The elder's hands were exploring every part of his body.

He whimpered when their pressed crotches moved against eachother, the rough denim over his cock creating an agonising bliss. It was so new to him, but it was so exciting. Then it was happening again and again, Yoongi was grinding them together. Jimin's mouth opened in a silent moan as he looked down at Yoongi, showing him what he was doing to him.

"Hyung– ah– only you–" he let let out a muffled whine. "Only you can make me feel this way. L-look at what you're doing to my body– ah,"

His stomach churned when Yoongi growled at his words and picked up the pace of grinding their cocks together. He let out a small gasp when Yoongi's hands started going past the hem of his shorts and cupped his ass cheeks, squeezing the flesh deliciously. It took a while for Jimin to wrap his head around it, the fact that his Yoongi hyung's long, beautiful fingers were on his ass right now. That the man was making him feel stuff that he never imagined to be possible. That Yoongi was truly his.

"Hyung, please–" he pleaded. "P-Please do something, isn't– isn't enough. Need you more, hyung."

"Okay, baby, okay." Yoongi cooed, swimming towards the edge of the pool with Jimin in his arms. He made him sit on the wide stairs of the pool, where the water was shallow, reaching till their chests when they sat down. Jimin's chest fell up and down because of the water, shuddering when Yoongi started stripping his swimming shorts down.

Jimin bucked his hips up so Yoongi could easily take them off, biting his lip and holding at the elder's shoulders.

"Jimin, are you clean?" Yoongi asked.

Jimin flushed a little and nodded, smacking the elder's chest when he laughed in surprise.

"Did you plan this whole thing out?"

"Yeah, so what?" Jimin pouted, refusing to meet Yoongi's eyes in embarrassment. The elder grabbed him gently by his chin, forcing him to face him before leaning in to place a quick kiss on Jimin's lips.

"You might be having lube too then, wouldn't you?"

Jimin flushed himself thrice in row by nodding so fast, pointing at the shorts that were discarded on the edge of the pool. Yoongi snickered and reached out for the shorts, taking out a small bottle from the pocket.

"I'm not a pervert, I swear. I just– just planned it after dinner while showering. I didn't think about it all day, really."

"It's fine, baby," Yoongi assured, cupping Jimin's cheeks. "You wanna fuck, we fuck. You don't have to be so embarrassed."

Jimin pouted. "It's just you might think that I was thinking about sex all day rather than focusing on my family or– or my dad..."

"Hey, Jimin, it's just me. You really think I'd think that way? I was there with you all day, baby, I know what you were doing and how you were feeling."

Right, Jimin forgot. The man he was making love with wasn't someone he's been on a couple dates with. This sex happening wasn't a fifth date thing or something like that. It was deeper, this was just his Yoongi hyung, showing him how much he loved him. He'd never judge Jimin, he's been living with him for far too long. He's seen far too many break downs. There are no secrets that they've held back. There are no embarrassing habits they haven't seen.

"Hyung, can we...?" He mumbled.

Yoongi chuckled and shook his head fondly. He opened the bottle of lube and squeezed some of the liquid on his fingers. He looked at Jimin with a look that said he was about to do it, the younger silently nodding, giving him a small smile of encouragement and spreading his legs apart wider. Yoongi dipped his fingers in the water while biting his lower lip, reaching to press his fingers on Jimin's hole.

He pushed in slowly, only one finger at a time to be extra careful. Jimin hissed at the coldness as their eyes contacted again.

"Does it hurt? Stop me if it's too much."

Jimin shook his head. "Can never hurt with you, hyung."

He giggled when he saw the elder's cheeks dusting pink and he looked down shyly. "I still can't believe you're mine, Jimin." He mumbled.

Slowly, he pulled his finger out and drove it back in. Jimin gasped softly, gulping when the elder started massaging at his walls. At first he felt nothing except for satisfaction, but then the elder's fingers grazed at a particular bundle of nerves inside him and he jumped, a shaky moan slipping out of his mouth in surprise. It was like a jolt of electricity.

He knew he had done this once before, so he shouldn't have to be so nervous. But the last time he wasn't really in his right mind, now he was, and it was scary. This wasn't what he had imagined while thinking of sex his whole life. But he wanted this now, he wanted to feel Yoongi filling him.

His breathing started accelerating when Yoongi's finger started massaging the exact spot, keeping his finger moving in small circles there and getting him hot and bothered. His moans were uncontrollable when Yoongi added another finger, the stretch burning at the rim, mixing with the pleasure.

Small pants and whispers of "hyung, hyung," fell from his lips, wrapping his hands around the elder's neck for dear life.

"You like it here, baby? Just imagine my cock throbbing against your sweet little spot."

"Fuck!" Jimin whined, gulping. This was overwhelming. Yoongi added a third finger in and it wasn't long before Jimin was begging him to do it already.

Yoongi took out his fingers out of his hole, hastily taking off his shorts and discarding them away out of the water. He gave his cock a tight pump, aligning it with Jimin's hole. The younger wrapped his legs around the elder's waist. 

Yoongi leaned down to connect their lips again, a hushed warning of what was about to come. Fingers interlocking with his to show that he was there with him before slowly pushing in.

Jimin whined loudly when Yoongi entered him, the stretch burning too much. His cry muffled by Yoongi's lips still on his. Yoongi didn't stop pushing in until he completely bottomed out, their hips pressed together.

Jimin's legs were shaking against the elder's waist. Lips detaching from his, too overwhelmed by the feeling of Yoongi inside of him, stretching his walls open. Chest heaving up and down as Yoongi analysed him.

"Y-Yoongi..." He whimpered, grip tightening around the man's neck. Pulling him closer until their noses were brushing.

"You want me to pull out?"

Jimin shook his head, burying his face in the crook of Yoongi's neck. The elder's hands started rubbing his back soothingly. "Tell me when you want me to move, okay?"

Jimin took a good minute to get used to it. He could feel Yoongi tensing against him, the way his teeth were gritted tightly in order to restrain himself from moving and hurting the younger. Jimin could feel how hard it was for Yoongi.

After taking in a few deep breaths, he nodded at Yoongi. "You can move now, hyung."

Inhaling a sharp breath, Yoongi slowly pulled out of the younger, driving back in with one long stroke. Jimin choked on his gasp, his eyes dazed and heavy, staring at Yoongi. A whine escaped his lips when Yoongi didn't stop after that, kept moving in and out of him, gentle bit gradually picking up pace.

Jimin's eyes closed and his head fell back, resting on the of stair cases, mouth parting open, too focused on the building pleasure. Yoongi's lips left soft kisses on Jimin's jaw, hot breath fanning his cheek. His body was jittery with pleasure, each time Yoongi moaned in his ear.

It felt different. It was overwhelming the way Yoongi cared, the way he made him feel. After a thousand questions, when Yoongi kissed him next time, he knew he was in love. He was deeply and maddeningly in love with Min Yoongi. This love was different, between them, he wanted Yoongi in a way that he wouldn't want anyone. He wanted this man to kiss him this way for as long as possible, craved his touch, the way he smiled, the way he hugged him. The way heade him feel safe.

This wouldn't go away easily, Jimin knew at that time. Yoongi would be his favourite drug, he'd always be. He didn't want anything else now, he'd be happy if time paused right the fuck here forever.

Jimin moaned into the kiss, fingers curling in Yoongi's wet hair, another arm draped around his neck, pulling him as close to him as possible. Yoongi slowly worked his way into a faster pace, loving how Jimin cried out. His heels dug into Yoongi's ass to pull him closer with each thrust, fingernails scratching at his back, sure to leave marks.

"Yoongi, faster," He moaned.

Jimin screamed when Yoongi obliged to his request that hit his prostate dead end with each thrust. His hips tried to stutter up to meet his movement but then he realised that he was in the water and might slip if he did so, leaving him controlling the urge badly.

"Please, hyung–" Jimin cried, wanting something - anything - more. Yoongi gently kissed Jimin's neck, listening to the broken moans that left the younger's lips as he choked on his cries. He had never imagined someone could make him feel this way, the pleasure was so bizarre yet overwhelming he couldn't get enough of it. "More–" Jimin begged. Yoongi complied, working up to a pace that was close to practically slamming into Jimin. The younger bit down on his bottom lip, thighs trembling as he got closer to his orgasm.

"Hyung–" he choked out, reaching his hand down to graze his cock, biting down on his bottom lip. "I need you to touch me here,"

A growl reverberated from Yoongi's chest at Jimin's words, hand immediately reaching down to wrap around Jimin's lenght, pumping him in time to his thrusts. Jimin moaned Yoongi's name as the elder brought him closer to the edge.

"Oh fuck–" Jimin whined just before he came between their stomachs. Yoongi quickened his pace and fucked into an oversensitive Jimin who moaned softly, weekly lifting his hips. "Let go, hyung," he whispered and that was all it took for Yoongi to come, huffing, panting and groaning. Jimin watched him with hooded eyes as he gripped his thighs and slowly pulled out, collapsing on top of him and connecting their lips in a kiss, sort of like he doesn't wanna let go of Jimin at all.

"Hyung," Jimin calls, detaching his lips to stare at the elder. "We should get out of the pool, I came in the water. It's grossing me out." 

Yoongi laughed endearingly, nodding and sitting up.

"We'll have it cleaned and refilled." Jimin added on, sitting up as well.

Yoongi hummed. "I should clean you up too." He decided, grabbing Jimin's hand while getting out of the pool. He didn't let him walk all the way to the bathroom, lifted him yet complained about how heavy Jimin was, causing the younger to smack his chest.

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Sorry for the late update 😔