*SMUT WARNING*

[yoongi-mood]

Jimin's POV

I have never been one to ever be overly excited for parties. In fact, usually the prospect of my best friends fighting is enough to turn me off parties all together. But as I walk over to Namjoon's house —which may as well be an unofficial club at this point— I feel excitement fill every part of me.

Because all I can think about is Min fucking Yoongi's words. And how much I hope to continue what we began yesterday.

It takes a minute for me to adjust to the darkness of the house as I enter, three people trying to offer me a drink when I've barely walked in. I look over at Jackson, who is not talking to a girl for once, but the minute I make eye contact he looks away. I swear something suspicious is happening with him.

Deciding to be bold for once, I make my way over to the LGs' side of the room. Here is definitely a different atmosphere to what I'm used to. People are still drunk off their faces and staggering around, but it seems a little happier. Over on the Straights' side people are constantly trying to keep up appearances and not let the reputation they've created be shattered by one wrong move that gets them labelled as "gay".

But the LGs don't care. They're not so caught up on the way they come across.

Yoongi is talking to Jinyoung as I approach him, and I visibly gulp when I look at his attire. He's already making my hormones go crazy. He's wearing a tight black long sleeve top and a baseball cap on, his face a little flushed from the beer in his hand.

Beckoning me over, we have a normal conversation. It's almost too normal. He begins speaking about math, about Hoseok, who is busy exploring Youngjae's mouth, about almost anything he can think of. I feel frustration building inside me as the conversation strays even further from where I want it to go.

But one action changes all this. He places his hand on my waist, his strong grip making me want to melt into his touch.

He continues talking but my brain can't focus on his words when his hand is so tantalisingly close to my...

"Perhaps we should get out of here before your little problem gets too out of hand," Yoongi whispers huskily into my ear, making me look down at the growing bulge in my pants.

Is it possible to get a boner from someone holding your waist? Guiding me upstairs, I feel drunk on lust. All I want is for him to hold me in his large hands and do whatever he wants to. Practically stumbling into the room, our lips meet naturally and I am taken back to the bliss of our first kiss.

All tongues and teeth, it's a messy but beautiful kiss. Biting down on my plump bottom lip, he pulls away and looks at me with a pair of dangerous eyes. This is the moment I have been waiting for ever since I met him.

Peeling off my clothes as quickly as I could, I allow him rake his eyes along my body. Hovering over me, Yoongi bites his lip which makes my stomach flip at the sight. Slowly, he leaves a trail of soft kisses down my torso which makes me squirm at the tension that is building between us. My blood is literally boiling with the heat between us.

As he makes his way to the band of my jeans I take in a sharp breath as my stomach feels like it's twisting and turning at the speed of light. Pulling them down, Yoongi's eyes darken at the sight of my hard cock begging to be touched. Every part of me wants to submit myself to him, and I want nothing more than to be held by him. And the look in his eyes makes me believe that he feels the same.

As he strips himself, I allow myself to drool over his toned chest and broad shoulders. It's only when he grabs the condom from his wallet that I begin to feel nerves fill my whole body. I've never done anything like this before— how do two people even have sex?

He notices the fear flash through my eyes and his features soften.

"You've never done this before, have you?" he asks, coming to sit next to me on the bed, playing with my hair.

I shake my head, wondering why the sexual tension around us has dissipated all together. Looking over at him, I see that he is holding back his emotions.

"I still want to," I say as quietly as I can, straddling his waist where he sits which makes him groan lightly.

"I want your first time to be special," he replies, stroking my face and leaving a soft kiss on my lips.

"Anything is special when I'm with you," I mumble bashfully, still painfully aware of the hardness of my cock which is pressing against his stomach.

I can feel his member harden underneath me as I continue to sit on him, and I playfully shift my hips to create some tension. The air in the room becomes electric as he flips me around to pin me to the bed, and I feel my body already ascending to euphoria.

"Are you sure?" Yoongi asks again, real care and worry in his voice.

"Please fuck me," I say, staring directly into his eyes.

Spitting on his fingers, he moves his attention my hole which he traces with his index finger slowly. I shudder at the cold feeling, desperate to find some release to the feelings inside me. Finally, he pushes his fingers inside me and I whimper at the uncomfortable feeling of him stretching me out. In order to distract me he pulls me into a deep and messy kiss, and as he pulls away I take deep breaths to calm myself.

Removing his fingers, Yoongi pulls his boxers off and I find my mouth open on its own at the sight of his impressive length. Rolling the condom over his shaft, I admire the way his nimble fingers move over his cock. The sight alone is enough to wet the tip of my cock with pre-cum.

Aligning himself with my entrance, I wince as he slowly pushes himself inside. It's like I'm being ripped apart and a few stray tears escape the corners of my eyes. Upon seeing this, Yoongi wipes them away and peppers my face with kisses until he finally inside me. Allowing me time to readjust myself, I look up and the pain seems to disappear at the sight of the kindness in his eyes.

Nodding for him to begin moving, I grit my teeth as the initial few thrusts bring with them huge discomfort. But as he continues this pain washes away as it is replaced with pleasure. Yoongi attaches himself to my collarbone, sucking and kissing which makes me lose my mind alone. And then his cock brushes a spot that makes my body shake with pleasure.

Grinning to himself, Yoongi angles his hips so that he'll hit the same exact spot and I can't control the moan that exits my mouth as pleasure fills every part of my body. Shutting my eyes, I can't control the movements of my body as I react to every single thrust. The pleasure is indescribable, and I am close to cumming within minutes. Whining, I release all over my stomach and practically see flashes of white in front of me because of the intensity of feeling.

My brain is so fuzzy with the overload of emotions inside me that I barely hear the door creak open. I watch the light filter into the room behind Yoongi's shoulders which are still above me as he lazily thrusts his way to his own high. The door shuts quickly, and I assume that it's probably just someone who got lost trying to find the bathroom. Looking up, I see the beautiful sight of Yoongi's face and all other thoughts leave my head.

Kissing my brow, all I can do is smile softly at Yoongi as he continues to reach his high. I am beyond euphoria. I am in Yoongi-land, and I never want to leave.

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