Often - The Weeknd

(Lol anyways)

Rough hands slithers up a thin silhouette of a waist, slowly outlining the perfect shape all the way down to the hips. Open mouth kisses and quiet moans is exchanged between the swollen mouths when hands grip the round ass, guiding through every grind against the harden dick by the pelvis.

Just like how Jimin likes it.

There's no telling how long Jimin and Taemin have been going at it like this, but they're trying to prove something.

And it's something they're both fighting to uphold right now.

Much more determined, Jimin grinds slow yet hard against Taemin's pelvis so suddenly. The male at the second end jolts his hips up and perhaps shutters a groan but he didn't give in to the pressure on his dick, only grips harder to Jimin's ass and pushes his lips harder against his as though he's devouring it.

Jimin is losing it.

His legs are practically trembling and his whines are more desperate past his lips, moaning softly when Taemin massaged his tongue against his as he takes full control over his-

Ring!

Ring!

Ring!

The two pulled away, breathless now, staring into each other's eyes almost in shock but then wide smiles reflects each other's lips.

Maybe Jimin's is more wider.

"I win."

Taemin rolls his eyes playfully and kisses Jimin's cheek as Jimin goes to turn off the alarm, feeling a sense of accomplishment by hearing it ring.

They lasted a good 10 minutes making out and not once did it escalate or did they stop. This was a little test they wanted to do, since Taemin strongly believed that they wouldn't last five minutes without Jimin wanting it to go further.

Of course Jimin wanted to prove him wrong, so while they were making out it's obvious that Taemin was trying so hard to get Jimin to break. No, Jimin is no weak bitch so of course he didn't give in. But he was very tempted.

Taemin does know how to get someone to break so easily, specifically Jimin.

With a smug grin Jimin waves his phone to Taemin's face, "Look at this! I win! You owe me a carnival date!"

A mocking face reflects back to Jimin from Taemin's expression as he grabs Jimin's phone and turns it off right to his face, flicking it off somewhere that had Jimin gapping his lips.

"My phone! Hello you asshole, I can't enjoy shit now these days-"

Taemin clasps his hand on Jimin's lips, his eyes now icy cold when he tightens his grip.

"Gatita," Taemin growls quietly under his breath, forcing shivers to dance down Jimin's spine, "I don't want you to get distracted."

And abruptly Taemin slams Jimin down to the bed, hovering over his delicate body before grinding his lips against Jimin's swollen mouth, biting hard over his bottom lip that forced a growl from Jimin's throat as he presses harder their lips together hungrily.

When Taemin began to grind his hips down between Jimin's legs, that loud moan was definitely real and close to a pitch higher. His legs found their way to wrap around Taemin's torso, unraveling himself when Taemin's hand grips his thigh while the other presses on the bed beside his head to keep himself steady.

But they were both losing a lot of self control.

If they continued, there's no telling if they would even stop.

"Wait wait wait," Jimin breaks apart, instantly spiking Taemin's worry if he hurt him, "Are we...... Are we going to have sex?"

Wow..... that was abrupt.

Well...... Taemin wasn't really giving it much thought actually.

They both thought they were just going to make out a little and that's it, but now this desirable need has been growing and reaching its peak between the two that they know if they continue than they will definitely get there.

But..... Something isn't right yet.

Taemin gulps and stared deeply into Jimin's eyes, "Are you mine? Or ready to be mine, officially?"

Once upon a time when this was brought up before, Jimin didn't have the answer to it. He honestly didn't know if he was ready to face the world with Taemin in that way or if he wanted to even admit to himself that he has something deep for him.

But..... It was that night of the gas back in Spain when Jimin forced the mask on Taemin that he knew. He knew at that moment that he wants this.

He wants to be with Taemin, to openly be able to call him his.

He's his fucking bebé after all.

So Jimin twitches a smile and slowly pecks his lips, keeping it there for a second or two before pulling away, "I want to be yours, if that's okay with you?"

Oh the light in Taemin's eyes has never been so bright until now, even his smile. He was nearly squealing as he squished Jimin's cheeks with his hands and pecks kisses after kisses against his face and lips.

This is something Taemin has wanted for so long.

It was like a dream come true.

"That makes me so happy," Taemin praises that resulted with Jimin giggling, "But if I'm honest...... When we make it official.... I kind of don't want it to be at a friend's house bedroom. You know?"

Jimin is now laughing, nodding along to this, "Yeah I agree...... So maybe the whole sex thing-"

A softer smile touched Taemin's lips, pinching Jimin's cheek, "Maybe in a more special time," He says quickly, making Jimin understand completely, "But we can do something else."

The sudden grin does not look convincing.

Taemin suddenly peels himself off Jimin's body and goes across the large bedroom to get a backpack, opening it before smiling to himself and extends it out to Jimin.

"You promised Onesie."

Oh right.....

Jimin groans loudly in disgust to having to wear something so soft and cute, but of course he'll do anything for Taemin; even if it's to wear something so puking like. So he gets up and drags his legs towards the bag, snatching it from Taemin's hands and ignoring his smug smile as Jimin goes to the bathroom to change.

What is this big deal with a onesie?

Sure Taemin does enjoy seeing Jimin get all cute and cuddly, but a onesie? Seriously?

Ah, whatever.

At least he'll get held for the whole night.

So with a more relaxed thought to that, he opens the backpack to get ready for a lot of babying throughout the entire night.

Jimin's eyes dilated into size.

And his blood boiled.

All it took was seconds for Jimin to shoot out of the bathroom and with full force launch the damn backpack to Taemin's face, to which the other male nearly falls back to the ground if it wasn't for his quick reflexes.

Jimin was not having it.

"YOU FUCKING PENDEJO (idiot)! THAT'S NOT A ONESIE!" Jimin yells angrily, eyes glowing in rage with arms cross, "I'm not wearing that, absolutely fucking not!"

Taemin blinks to his face and almost immediately he blushes in confusion, "B-But you said-"

"That was before I knew it was a lingerie!" Jimin screeches, stubbornly stomping on the ground, "I never even wore one! Are you fucking serious? We're not even going to fuck and you want me-"

Jimin's back is abruptly met with the wall, a stern hand on his chest keeping him in place with Taemin's dark glare staring daggers into his eyes.

"Wear it."

Is he fucking serious?!

Now much more annoyed Jimin snarls his teeth, "No! I'll look so ridiculous-"

"Wear it."

"Are you asking for a death wish?"

"Gatita. Wear. It."

"I swear Taemin I will-"

He was cut off by a strong hold on his jaw pinning his head back against the wall, forcing him to look directly to Taemin in the eye at a better and more intimidating angle.

Ah shit he looks scary from this side.

"Wear it."

Jimin is shaking now, and not out of fear or intimidation, but by the way Taemin's other hand is outlining his dick from his pants and pressing against his length with his fingertips.

Maybe he shudders or squeaks when Taemin pressed against his tip, eyes fluttering to the pleasing sensation that struck his groin, wanting to feel it again but Taemin was not making it easy for him.of course he won't.

"I want to devour you," Taemin taunts in a faint seductive tone, drawing Jimin in to his voice, "I want to make you feel good, but to do that you have to be obedient, yes?"

Oh Taemin is so good at seducing, Jimin will give him that.

For a second Jimin was about to give in when Taemin trails his lips against the skin where his pulses are accelerating on his neck. It was driving him crazy the way Taemin would slide his tongue against his skin and hum in pleasure to how good he tastes.

Taemin knows exactly how to get Jimin riled up.

And it always works

"Gatita, please," Taemin breathlessly moans against his ear, spread a boast of goosebumps to Jimin's skin, "Be my little criminal."

Okay he wins.

Fuck this.

Of course he does, but he better keep his fucking promise then to make Jimin feel good.

So with a sigh of defeat, Jimin sends a side glare to Taemin, "Give me the stupid bag."

And it was almost as though a switch has been flickered off and Taemin pulls away, smiling cutely back at him while holding the backpack out to him.

"Wow I'm so glad you agreed amor, take your time!"

This duality fucking asshole-

Jimin only snatches the bag with a mean scowl and drags himself dreadfully back to the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him.

Okay, maybe he's dramatizing it just a bit. Perhaps somewhere deep down inside himself Jimin is curious on how this will look on him. He's not oblivious to the outline of his waist or the fact his ass is a bit too thick than most people, so he's definitely going to have fun giving Taemin exactly what he wants in a not so fun way.

And he's going to regret it so horribly.

Now with an evil giggle, Jimin pulls the silk black panties and laced fishnet tights that reaches his mid thighs out and puts it on. He grabs the see though robe with the unnecessary feathers trailing at the edges that reaches just above his ass, finding it quite comfortable actually. Now much more mischievously, Jimin approaches the mirror and plastered red lipstick on his lips, capturing how full they are with the distracting color.

Perhaps he styled his hair forward to add a little more innocent look to his features, ruffling the curls up a bit before smiling sinisterly to himself.

Oh this is going to be so fucking fantastic.

He's going to get his revenge alright.

After sending himself a wink for luck, Jimin swing the door open and crosses his arms as he leans against the doorframe.

Taemin was drinking a wine glass at that moment but the second he saw Jimin it slipped past his fingertips, shattering to the ground into pieces but he remains unfazed by it.

Looking at Jimin with complete eyes widen.

No words were said but Jimin let his eyes speaks for himself as he pushes himself off the wall and strides towards Taemin, pushing him back to the bed and slowly crawls on his body.

Taemin was just about to touch him but Jimin slaps his hands, "Don't touch me."

"W-What-"

"No talking either until I tell you to," Jimin snaps, his voice still soft as silk by icy as winter, "You know I don't like being told what to do right? Let alone to be seduced. That's your punishment. Now shut up."

Taemin's eyes are wide but he obliges, now curious to how this is going to go.

Now Jimin is playing with the end of Taemin's black shirt, rising it up his stomach by a finger pushing against it while trailing his smooth skin. Taemin shudders but doesn't say anything, only lets Jimin continue his journey all they way until he reaches a perked nipple.

Jimin smirks.

"Not going to lie, I like the control I feel right now," Now resting himself on Taemin's pelvis, Jimin makes sure he's seated exactly on his harden boner, "Is that what you always talked about? Using both of my sides to be in control? I think I finally get it now."

When his finger presses down the nipple and twists harshly, Taemin shrieks with his body jolting to the sensation that struck his body. It's so unusual seeing Taemin losing his composure, but Jimin was sure enjoying it.

Seeing a reaction only he has the privilege to see, no one else.

Jimin leans down and licks his red lips, grinning sadistically to his panting lover, "I'll give you a criminal, amor."

And he strokes a tongue on the stud of the nipple between sucking on the sensitive skin, forcing Taemin to mewl through his closed lips while his body scrunches up. Tight fits grips the sheets now to not touch Jimin, but that was definitely a fight he knows that he's going to losing to.

Jimin is using his game against himself.

Smart bitch.

Slowly Jimin pulls away after leaving a hickey where his ribs are, crossing his arms now unimpressed, "Take your shirt off."

Taemin did not have to be told a second time because he's actually burning, instantly yanking his shirt off and throwing it off somewhere. He wasn't even given the time to breathe because Jimin instantly dives to his neck and sucks his sweaty skin, keeping him in place with a fist full of his hair being pinned to the bed.

"Hm!" The desperate hum coming out of Taemin's throat is so torturing, clearly fighting so hard against his every instinct to not fucking give in. Jimin was not playing around as he drags his tongue along the stripe of his neck, all the way to Taemin's jaw and stopping right when he reaches his lips.

As if it was going to be so easy.

A cute chuckle comes out of Jimin's lips as he sees Taemin's needy gaze, "I like seeing you like this! Might have to try this more often," He sighs fondly and taps Taemin's lips with his finger, "You can speak now corazón."

Taemin had to fucking gasp by how it felt like he was holding in his breath, eyes now narrowed as he stares at the smiling Jimin on him.

"I promise to please you, you're not making it easier for me," Taemin remarks back, trying to not show how desperate he is, "Let me touch y-Oh fuck."

Jimin is grinding against his pelvis now, his own facial features fluttering to the hint of want growing inside him by feeling Taemin's dick rubbing against where his hole is located. He is thrusting his head back now, eyes closed to the friction and a needy whine escaping past his lips, yet Jimin didn't know how to stop.

Fuck he doesn't know how long he can keep this up, this is all still so new to him.

Taemin leans his head back against the bed, fists balled to the sheets even tighter and his his thrusts upwards; so suddenly and quick. A quiet whimper comes out of Jimin's red lip, gripping tightly to the stupid robe to how badly the precum is leaking his tip by how hard he is.

"Gatita," Taemin growls through his teeth, his veins now popped through his skin, "Let me fucking touch you."

Jimin is viciously biting down his bottom lip, the muscles on his neck flexing so hard in strain as his moves get faster and faster.

He can't do this anymore.

"P-Please touch me."

Wish fucking granted.

The second Taemin's hand trails to Jimin's hips, he flips him over so he's laying on the bed, but Taemin whirls him around so his front is to the bed and he slams his hand to Jimin's round ass.

"Fuck!" Jimin shrieks but brokenly moans when Taemin slaps his skin again, gripping his plush skin hard with every smack, jolting Jimin with a painful pleasure and heat for more.

It's a pleasing pain that he enjoys so much.

Almost like he thirsts for it

"Bad Gatita," Taemin snarls as he lands another slap, "Teasing and now you're fucked, bad. So bad."

Jimin grips the sheets in desperation as tears streams down his cheeks, his lips twitching to a smile to how every single smack was like a boost of pleasure to body. His dick is a fucking brick now and he can't stop rubbing himself against the bed sheets, not wanting Taemin to stop for a fucking second.

His spanking kink is becoming more recognizable, and he owns it.

He loves being spanked, but only by Taemin.

But unfortunately Taemin stopped, whirling Jimin around now and grips his neck, pinning him down to the bed hard, "What was your intention with doing that to me? Hm?"

Jimin is panting, gripping his hand to Taemin's wrist so he wouldn't dare pull away, "T-To destroy you. I wanted t-to destroy you."

Oh Taemin smiled, he smiled a sarcastic smile that appeared for a few seconds to those words, "To destroy me huh?" And he got serious, leaning to Jimin's face so close that their lips nearly grazed over each other, "Then destroy me more Gatita."

This was almost like a battle for dominance, both an even match because of how much they've let each other take control. Now Taemin is to his back on the bed and Jimin is peeling his pants and boxers off his body, while ripping the robe off himself and didn't waste time to take Taemin'e entire cock in his mouth.

Taemin heaves under his breath as Jimin bops his head while trailing his tongue on his length, pulling back while tightening his lips and presses his tongue hard against the slit of his tip.

"Gatita!" Taemin shrieks, his body shivering to the effect that had to his body, "I swear you're going to make me want to fuck you."

Jimin didn't respond and only continued to drive him absolutely crazy. He wanted Taemin to lose his cool. He wanted Taemin to take his virginity right here, right now.

What perfect opportunity than now and not in some small dorm room?

He wanted Taemin to claim him his.

To fucking wreck him.

So Jimin would massage his thighs and grip them from time to time, practically melting Taemin's entire body to the bed.

But Jimin didn't want him to cum.

Not now.

So while Jimin was keeping Taemin distracted, he was reaching for the backpack on the floor with his foot and eventually yanked it up to his hand.

No surprise Jimin found a lube in there stashed, along with a dildo. Sure they've experimented with that before but Jimin knows he feels ready for the real thing.

He wants this so bad.

So he poured lube over fingers and trails them to his anus, thrusting them inside himself. A high pitch moan came out of his lips that was like a wave length to Taemin's body, who quivers and trails a hand to Jimin's hair and forces him through every bop.

Good to know Taemin remembers Jimin's pleasure in hair gripping.

Jimin followed the same rhythm of movement with fingers inside him, but it's so uncomfortable from this angle and he can't reach all the way either.

But it still feels so good-

"Gatita, are you fingering yourself?!"

Ah shit.

Jimin stops moving and innocently looks at Taemin, who groans to that innocent look Jimin is staring at him with with his entire dick in his mouth but looks past him and to the fingers between his legs.

No words were said but Taemin did yank Jimin's head up by the hair, away from his hard dick to look at him properly.

It's almost as though they were communicating through their eyes, asking each other whether to stop or let this continue. They want to be sure that if they do this here, it'll be special to both of them.

That it's something they both want.

And Jimin made up his mind a long time ago, following with the instinct of his heart.

So through Jimin's heavy pants, he manages to whisper,

"Te amo."

He said it.

Jimin...... Said it.

Taemin eyes dilated and it was almost as though he froze. Even Jimin froze by his sudden confession but he means it.

He loves Taemin.

He knows he loves him.

And he wants to stand by him no matter what comes their way.

He...... Fell in love with Taemin.

He's so sure of that, and nothing or anyone can change his mind about how he feels for him

It was like time froze but Taemin slowly removed his hand from Jimin's hair gently, now trailing it to Jimin's arm and tenderly laying him beside him.

Wait did he not hear him?

Jimin furrows his eyebrows but groans when Taemin thrust three fingers inside his anus, reaching all the way to his prostrate that forced his back to arch.

"Say it again."

Legs shaking now, Jimin whimpers to the pressure building up his abdomen.

"Te amo."

Taemin pulls his fingers out of him and pours more lube to his hand, "Again."

"Te amo."

He spreads the lube all over his dick, jerking himself a few more times with tears now glistening his eyes.

"Gatita, again."

"Taemin," Jimin says, his heart pounding against his chest when Taemin hovers over his body, staring him directly in the eye, "Te amo."

It's almost as though Taemin is trying to convince himself that this isn't a dream, staring between Jimin's eyes to assure to himself that this is real. So Jimin whispers it again quietly, leaning forward before finally pressing their lips together.

Right when Taemin presses his dick against Jimin's hole, pushing inside him.

Both of them instantly whimpers to the sudden pressure, both from Taemin's dick and Jimin's insides, but they only kept their lips locked tight together with tears gliding down both of their cheeks as Taemin slowly pushes more and more inside. He stops from time to time because it feels so surreal how tight Jimin is and a bit painful, and also for Jimin to adjust to his size.

The process was not even registering in their heads properly, but they didn't question it.

They didn't want to stop.

When Taemin reached all the way in, their lips slowly parted away, eyes fluttering open to stare into each other's orbs as this moment sinks in.

And Taemin twitches a smile when he cradled the side of Jimin's face, who's smiling back with a hand cupping over Taemin's hand, pressing a peck against his palm.

"Gatita, guess what?" Taemin whispers quietly, making Jimin hum back, "Te amo."

Jimin's smile widens and he trails his hand to Taemin's jaw, leaning closer to his face, "Te amo amor," He whispers back, feathering their lips against each other, "Now wreck me."

Yes.

Absolutely.

When Taemin smashed their lips back together, his hips began to move once again inside Jimin, forcing a hiccup whimper to come out of Jimin's throat by the pain. He tried to keep his pace slow but it just felt so good once it kept going, too good. Even Jimin began to move his hips after the pain began to subside more and more, whimpers becoming sighs of pleasure.

Even Taemin was growing a sense of desperation at one point, his speed picking up as he hammers inside his lover. The overwhelming lust explodes between them when Taemin manages to slam directly to Jimin's prostrate, now making Jimin scream a moan with his legs trembling feverishly to the sudden feeling.

They couldn't handle this position anymore.

Taemin yanks Jimin with him as he sits up, forcing his entire cock to slam inside Jimin's anus with full force all the sudden.

"FUCK!" Jimin screams, crying now as he rides him hard to continue feeling Taemin's dick smash against his prostrate repeatedly. Taemin is clawing Jimin's sweaty back, eyes rolled back as he moves his hips to meet Jimin's every movement, now holding him down by trailing his hands to his shoulders from his back. Taemin thrusts up to him at an uncontrollable rate that had Jimin seeing stars, never experiencing such overwhelming pleasure and pressure as Taemin's raw skin pulls and pushes inside him with such speed.

Feeling so fucking full and weak at once.

"G-Gatita, I'm going to-"

"Not yet," Jimin growls as he suddenly pulls out of him, managing to get on the bed and gets on all fours, arching his back just for him, "I said to fucking wreck me. Don't hold back baby."

Taemin's eyes darkened and his teeth gritted so tightly that his jaw flexed so hard underneath his skin. Almost like a damn animal, he pounces on Jimin and grips his hips, slamming violently into him that nearly had Jimin losing his damn balance.

Yeah, he's most definitely not going to walk tomorrow.

Or ever.

Oh but he doesn't regret this, this feels so amazing.

"Harder amor," Jimin whimpers pathetically, making Taemin groan through his teeth as he slams deeper inside him and faster, all the way until Jimin collapsed on his arms by the force but Taemin threads his fingers through his drenched sweaty hair and yanks him back up aggressively.

Ah yes, right there-fuck that feels so good.

Too much pressure, to much build up and they both didn't want to come yet. It was growing so fucking hard holding it in that had them physically crying, torturing their senses this way felt all too pleasuring to stop.

Until Jimin couldn't hold it in anymore.

"I c-can't anymore-Ah!" Jimin shrieks upon feeling Taemin aggressively pound into him that instantly forced all the cum out of Jimin's dick, right at the same time that Taemin came too but kept a firm grip on Jimin's hips to spill all inside him while riding out his high.

Oh what a relief.

What a blissful relief- Shit, this was their best orgasm ever.

Literally ever.

By the time they finished spilling their cum, everything began to weigh down so badly. It's almost as though gravity was yanking their bodies down because they completely collapsed to the bed breathlessly.

They couldn't physically talk right now, but Taemin did slowly pull out of Jimin that made the poor wrecked male shudder under his breath. There's no denying that Jimin can't physically move right now, shit even Taemin was having a hard time breathing alone. But through weak and numb limps, Taemin managed to crawl towards Jimin and over him to the other side so he's laying to face Jimin.

Just so he wouldn't have to move so much.

The smaller male is panting heavily with eyes closed, the tears still gliding down his cheeks but he's calm.

He's so out of it.

Without another word they slowly found themselves into each other's arms and tangled their bodies together. With hooded tired eyes, they stared into each other's eyes and shared a sweet kiss together before holding one another close in a tight hug; Small smiles plastering their lips as sleep began to slowly take in their consciousness.

Not regretting this moment one bit.

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A/N:
I think....... This has to be the most intense smut built up that I have ever written.....

I don't have words......

I really don't....

Wow..... I really just wrote that.....

I'm so shocked right now.

Well..... I'm just going to go rethink my life decisions right now.

I PURPLE YOU! <33