Halfway through the movie, Jimin's already done with it. Apparently the storyline didn't attract Jimin and he wants nothing else, he need to get out.

Jimin steals few glances at the older, a little awestruck at the genuine interest Yoongi is showing in his open-wide eyes, fixed on the big screen in front of them.

To Jimin shocking, there's only a few people who's Jimin's assume as couples, watching the movie too. Each of the couple took huge gape between their seats, honestly for privacy from the other. Jimin isn't judging; he and Yoongi themselves is sitting at the back row, apart from anybody.

Jimin just a little (mostly) disappointed that they can't do anything because the cinema hall have CCTV cameras in them. Curse the night vision.

Putting the straw in between his lips, Jimin groans softly when he realized his cola has already finished and now he's extremely annoyed because he's easily thirsty, not like we don't know about that.

That's where an idea popped in his twisted mind.

He glanced at the older's hand on the armrest, his lips twitched for a sly smirk before putting his short fingers on the back of Yoongi's hand. Tracing the veins ever so gently.

Yoongi tipped his head to the side, catching Jimin staring onto him with a suggestive glint in the younger eyes.

"What do you want?" Yoongi whispered, letting Jimin playing with veins on his pale hand. Not showing any annoyance to the action, only a fond smile hanging off his lips.

"Hyung," Jimin purrs, his lips pursed into a long pout, "My drink already finished."

"Then, what am I to do with that baby?" Yoongi furrows for any other indication the younger might be implying. There should be something in that needy eyes of him. Yoongi ought to learn about that.

"I'm quite thirsty," Jimin drawls, his fingers now intertwined with the older as he slowly coming closer to Yoongi, his eyes twinkles in excitement at his own idea.

"I'm also bored." Jimin's face now inches away from Yoongi, his plush lips brushing with the older's earlobe as he whispers the next words,

"Can we do something else hyung."

Jimin brought Yoongi's fingers upon his mouth, placing it on his bottom lips before his tongue flicked over, wetting the index finger. His eyes follows from Yoongi's eyes, down to his lips.

Yoongi lost his calm expression when the younger took his finger in, suckling at it with Jimin's warm tongue swift languidly around his finger, a grunt forcing it way pass from Yoongi's mouth.

"You promise to teach me how," Jimin whispered lowly, biting the fingertip as he study the way Yoongi flinched at his words.

"But Jimin, now, y-you mean, you mean now?" Yoongi stammered. He isn't ready to the view of that pretty mouth of Jimin's around him. Warm. Waiting. Tongue. Teary eyes.

Fuck, Yoongi starting to sees stars.

"Mhmm. Now."

Yoongi got up from his seat with Jimin still holding onto his hand, pulling the younger a little rough and he heard Jimin's little giggles.

Yoongi thought, this is a good idea indeed. While they're at it, why don't do it all out? Nobody is there with their judging eyes, telling him what not to do and warning him to not pass the line. If Jimin wants it, is asking for it, is looking at him like, like that, who's sane enough to say no?

"Mhmm public sex," Jimin said, oblivious to his choice of words as they got out from hall. The toilet sign is just across the door, Jimin starts to sweats cold on his forehead when Yoongi glares at him with one more questioning look. He responded with a mischievous giggles.

"But promise me to not make such loud noise?" Yoongi had whispered when he pulled the younger together with him in the stall far back from the other.

Jimin is making Yoongi doing things he had never done before. First, public make out, now what?

"Jimin, fuck– wait–" Yoongi wipes the sweat off his forehead when Jimin took the tissues to put down the lid to the toilet and sit on it, waiting.

"It's about time for me to touch more, more of your skin," Jimin said calmly, tugging onto the black leather belt that Yoongi is wearing around his waist.

"I mean, you said they're big..." Jimin licked his lips, pulling the older closer as Yoongi let out a grunt at the sudden jerk.

"I just–" Jimin now fumbling with the belt with Yoongi watching him, brows slightly pushed together. The older hands making it own ways to each side of Jimin's head. Holding them firmly before pulling Jimin's face to look at him.

Yoongi bit his lips at the sight of Jimin's eyes, half lidded with his lips slightly parted, cheeks crimson red from the sudden change of heat.

"I want more of you hyung," Jimin whined, his voice is sultry, inviting, like a pied piper in Yoongi's hearing. Yoongi heard his belt clinking and he feel Jimin's fingers tracing on the outline of his dick from outside the black jean he's wearing. A soft sigh left his lips, looking down to Jimin who's still tracing his half-hard bulge.

"Your hands, its veiny. This too, it's big and veiny, I'm gonna have it my mouth," Jimin brushes his cheeks at the front of Yoongi's jean, one hand rubbing softly his own crotch. He's whining now as he rubs his cheeks hard. Yoongi's grip on his hair tighten.

"F-fuck, Jimin you're teasing," Yoongi feels every friction in his spine, grunting when Jimin's kissed his front.

"Yoongi hyung, teach me," Jimin mouthed while staring up at the older, his teeth playing with the zipper.

"Tell me if I'm doing it good."

Jimin pulls the zip with his teeth, his hands gripping firm on Yoongi's hips. Gulping hard when the view of Yoongi's navy blue Calvin Klein's come to his sight, his fingers tracing the line of the head, his own boner grew hard in his pant when the older groaned.

With a hesitant touch, Jimin took out the older's cock and brushing his fingertips on the shiny, leaking precome around the head. Yoongi's is big, Jimin wouldn't mind being choked with it.

Jimin knows what he's gonna do. He's heard stories, tips, and how to work his tongue. His pink dildo knows that.

Jimin flick his tongue out, kitten-licks the veiny shaft from the very base of it before taking long stripe to head and pressing flat his tongue on the slit.

"God, Jimin... Please," Yoongi whispered, his fingers dug into Jimin's hair as he watch Jimin kissing the tip of his cock. His mouth waters as Jimin took the head in and thrusting half the length into the mouth. Yoongi threw his head back when the warmth of Jimin's mouth wrapping all around him and the younger's hand ghosting on the base of his cock.

"Mmpf, baby you really know what you're doing with that mouth huh?" Yoongi manage to says as Jimin slowly bobs his head up and down. Yoongi's body shakes when Jimin's tongue swirled and licking on his tip, his knees slightly going weak at the sudden change of pace.

"F-fuc—" Yoongi bit his lips harsh, stopping himself from making loud noise. Looking down to the younger, Yoongi moans when he caught Jimin staring back on him, eyes red and teary, cheeks puffed and hollowed as he bop back real low, almost taking the whole length.

"Y-You're so good at this.. Baby you're taking me so good. Fuck, I'm so fucking close," Yoongi said with his words slurred, his mind going hazy at every tongue licking Jimin made around hid tips and how wet the sounds of Jimin's mouth going down on him.

Tightening his fingers around Jimin's lock, he huffed before forcing the younger to looks up on him. "Hyung– hyung is close baby..." Yoongi said inaudibly, his breathing hard and loud as he saw the little stretch at the end of Jimin's lips. Smirking.

Fucking demon

The lower pit of Yoongi's stomach coiling into the familiar sensation with his mind going blank as his mouth parted slightly, thrusting himself into Jimin's mouth. Jimin's fingers dug deep onto Yoongi's hip as he let the older fucks his mouth, his moans vibrating in his throat and Yoongi come hard the second after. Jimin gagging when the white, sticky substance filling his mouth. He's not used with the saltiness of it, trying to swallow at least a little of only to have Yoongi telling him to stop.

"Don't force yourself baby," Yoongi whispered, kissing the crimson cheeks of Jimin's as he wipes the younger mouth with his own handkerchief.

"But people said you're a good partner if you swall—"

"Baby, just wash your mouth hm?" and Yoongi kissed the younger sweetly, tasting himself but he couldn't care less. Jimin smiles under the kiss.

"Really, wash your mouth I'm taking you to dinner now."

Jimin chuckles at the older's respond, his vision still a little blurry from his tears.

"Are you paying me with a dinner?"

"Its a treat for your good job baby, I'm paying you with my existence. Was it not enough hm?"

Jimin stood from the toilet seat, unlocking the door. "Fair enough," said Jimin, smiling although his throat and cheeks hurt from trying to deepthroat Yoongi at his first attempt on sucking real dick.

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I've been writing smut for years  but I still don't know how to write a good blowjob scene.

Sorry for MIA.