"Your toothpaste tastes weird," Jimin mumbled over a mouthful of white foam. The older was standing next to Jungkook in the tiny bathroom, dressed in boxers and a t-shirt he had borrowed after showering to use as a pajama.

Jungkook shrugged. "You can bring your own next time," he suggested, what made Jimin smile brightly.

Jungkook did not understand his lover's happiness for a moment, but then it clicked. Next time. There would really be a next time. This was not a one-off thing or some kind of experimenting, he had a boyfriend now who could stay over whenever he wanted. And not just some boyfriend but Park Jimin, the most attractive and loveliest person Jungkook knew. Except for his mother maybe, but comparing your mother to your boyfriend was weird.

Jimin was inspecting the toothpaste tube now. "Herbs?" he asked with furrowed brows.

"Good for the gums," Jungkook mumbled over his own mouthful of foam.

"Uhu," Jimin hummed unconvinced and rinsed his mouth. "Still, toothpaste shouldn't taste like this."

Jungkook rinsed his mouth as well and followed the older into his bedroom slash living room. "Are you discriminating against toothpaste?" he asked in mock offense.

"If bread tasted like cake, would you still call it bread?" Jimin asked back.

"I don't think so," Jungkook replied perplexed. He would not have expected that a playful toothpaste dispute would turn into a philosophical debate.

"You get my point then," his boyfriend huffed and fell onto the neatly done sheets of the bed slash sofa.

"Scoot over," Jungkook demanded with a push against Jimin's leg but the older would not move.

"No," he said sternly.

"And how am I supposed to sleep then? On the floor?" Jungkook wanted to know, although he felt like he was getting something wrong here.

"The whole point of this is that you should sleep on me," Jimin said with a devilish grin. "Or rather with me."

Jungkook's heart was suddenly back to beating faster than what could be healthy. He had played with the thought when he had suggested for Jimin to stay over, but he had not quite allowed it to play out in his mind in case the other just wanted to cuddle and sleep. Maybe he had been a little naïve to believe that.

"Wanna learn something new?" his boyfriend asked with a wry grin and spread his legs for Jungkook to slot in-between.

"Um... sure," he was hesitant to reply but settled where Jimin wanted him to be. Now they would check whether he really was good at any physical activity.

"It's going to be a more hands-on lesson today," the older joked, and Jungkook was secretly grateful for the playful atmosphere Jimin worked to maintain because it helped greatly with his nerves.

On the outside, though, he rolled his eyes in pretense before lifting his hands. "Where should I put them then?"

Jimin pretended to think about it before he answered, "Why don't you use them to get me out of all this?"

All this was nothing more but a shirt and boxers, but Jungkook would not dwell on the semantics. He was much more interested in getting to see his boyfriend in his whole naked glory, because although Jimin's usual devil gear did not leave much to the imagination, it was quite different to have the real deal in front of you.

And what a deal that was. Jungkook had won the lottery. Plains of smooth skin that stretched over lean muscle, neatly trimmed hair that bedded a nice cock, thighs that Jungkook would love to be choked with, and an enviable apple bottom that he would like to bite into. This was perfection and he could not stop his hands from starting a journey to explore all the delicious places and place kisses here and there to convey his admiration. He could keep on doing this all night.

"Your attention is flattering," Jimin said with a sigh and a chuckle, "but I'd like to get my fill, too." And he gestured Jungkook to get rid of his few pieces of clothing as well.

Happy to return the favor, he discarded his own shirt and boxers and allowed his boyfriend's hands to roam and explore for some time as well. Jimin seemed especially interested in his six pack and his bicep, Jungkook noted, so he did him the favor of flexing a little. After all, what were all the hours at the fitness studio worth, if they did not pay off at one point.

When Jimin's attention reached one of Jungkook's hands, he almost expected him to place it somewhere, but instead his middle and ring finger vanished between the lips of his boyfriend to meet his tongue. Okay, so that was where this was going.

"You know what to do?" Jimin asked once he had released the slickened digits.

"I think, I do," Jungkook replied nervously, readying himself for the hands-on lesson. Obviously, he had done some research, but if he had learned anything while doing this to himself, it was that this was not comparable to fingering a girl. Not at all.

"Relax," Jimin laughed, "This isn't my first time."

"But mine," Jungkook croak out before joining his boyfriend's chuckling.

"Stop talking, and just do it!" the older groaned then. "I'll stop you, if you do it wrong."

Namjoon's words from last week suddenly popped into Jungkook's mind. Was there also someone who would give Jimin a lift in case he wanted out? Maybe Wonho? But then he remembered that the one lying in front of him was his boyfriend and not a one-night stand and that they could simply talk it out.

Thus, after a deep breath, he guided his hand between Jimin's spread legs to find the place his fingers were supposed to invade. And they did so with ease, probably thanks to Jimin's self-preparation during shower.

"I do have lube," he offered though when his boyfriend groaned and arched his back at the intrusion.

"Save that for later," Jimin groaned and a savory grin spread over his face. "Just keep going for now."

So Jungkook did and tried his best to put his anatomy studies to good use, although thinking coherently became harder with every passing second that was filled with Jimin's writhing and moans and the things that it did to his lower regions.

"Yes, there," his boyfriend breathed out less than a minute into the play, reaching for Jungkook's wrist, to push him deeper. "Fuck, how are you that good at this?!"

Jungkook was not sure why, but being praised like this did something to him that made him lean down to find his boyfriend's lips while beginning to thrust his fingers in and out with intention.

"Oh god, yes!" Jimin moaned into their kiss followed by a half-crazed laugh, "Don't stop." His boyfriend was barely able to focus on what their mouths were doing, so Jungkook wandered lower to suck on the bared neck, earning him whimpers that were just as arousing as the moans and wracked breathing and got him truly hard and desperate. He knew how good this felt, the whips of pleasure that thrummed through your lower stomach and made you forget your name and where you are. It was the most arousing thing he could think of, and seeing Jimin falling apart so vocally gave him phantom pleasure of what he knew would send his boyfriend to heaven and back.

Their bodies moved in sync with his fingers, and Jimin's hand had found a way into his hair where it tightened with every thrust that was spot on. Jungkook did not know whether he was more enthralled by simply the thought of being inside Jimin, feeling the wet drag on his dick instead of his fingers, or by the fact that Jimin's moans were the product of just his handy work, making him wonder which kind of reaction he would get once his hips would do the job.

"Stop, Kook, I'll come," Jimin pressed out at some point, but Jungkook was too far down the road of erotic thoughts and the desire to taste more of that soft skin under his lips to get the implication.

"Then come for me," he just breathed into his boyfriend's ear and received a cascade of cries in return while the muscle around his fingers tightened and the body underneath him flexed with an orgasm that must be beyond good because fingernails were scratching over his lower back.

"Fuck, what-" Jimin groaned while his hips still twitched and he could barely breathe properly, yet. "What was that?!"

"Well," Jungkook gathered his thoughts while pulling free his fingers and wiping them on the sheets, "that's called fingering and is-"

He had no chance to finish his sentence because his lips were caught by another pair and a chuckling Jimin curled himself around him with arms and legs. "I know, genius, but what the heck?! You made me come without you."

Although his balls were already drawing tight and his erection was bordering painful, that was something that Jungkook had not thought about at all. Did he mess up? "Is that bad?" he wanted to know.

"No?" Jimin replied with a slightly confused look, "But don't you want to have fun as well?"

Jungkook considered it. "It was fun," he said then. He really had enjoyed watching Jimin falling apart. His bodily state was evidence of his pleasure.

His boyfriend seemed taken aback. "You know, you're like the perfect lover."

That again was slightly confusing for Jungkook, so he furrowed his brows.

"Normally people are really egoistic in bed. I'm too, I won't deny it," Jimin explained while pushing the black strands out of Jungkook's face. "But you're just so... so... altruistic."

Jungkook bellowed out a laugh. "Altruistic?" he asked amused. "Yeah, I'm running around gifting everyone my dick, or what?"

Now Jimin was laughing too. "No, you just don't put yourself first," he rephrased. "Selfless."

Jungkook shook his head. "And you want to know that after our first time? What if I'm just playing nice?"

"Are you?" Jimin asked with a raised eyebrow and a half-smile that showed that he did not think so.

"Well, I'd really like to be selfish now and come," Jungkook replied drily, deciding that he could no longer ignore his throbbing erection.

"Oh, damn, sorry," his boyfriend spluttered. "Turn us around."

Happy to comply, Jungkook looped an arm around his lover and rolled on his back.

"Condoms?" Jimin asked, apparently unbothered by the stickiness his cum had left on his abdomen.

"Drawer," Jungkook murmured distracted by the erotic mess on top of him.

A moment of rummaging and his boyfriend had found what he had been searching for, but when he also produced the bottle of lube, Jungkook's mind tried to get a word into the mushiness of his arousal-drunk brain.

"Are you sure?" he asked with a gesture at the bottle. If his experience with women was something to go by, he knew that overstimulation was not everyone's thing, and Jimin's prostate had just been stimulated aggressively. But maybe his boyfriend liked this kind of thing too, after all he got off on giving a blowjob, something Jungkook was sure was not the norm either.

"I can take it," the older said with a shrug and put the condom on Jungkook.

"Yeah, but do you like it?" he wanted to know, catching his boyfriend's wrists to stop him from proceeding and make him look into his eyes instead.

Jimin sighed. "You really are easy to love, Jeon Jungkook," he said then and leaned down for a gentle kiss. "What would you like then, Mr. Selfless?"

Jungkook grinned satisfied. "I'd like the same as last week, Mr. Egoist."

At this, Jimin's eyes darkened noticeably and Jungkook could not help his smile turning smug. Maybe he liked the fact that Jimin was turned on by giving head a little too much. And maybe he also hoped to get his first hands-on training of giving head tonight.

"As you wish," his boyfriend purred and slid lower with a dark smile.

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