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Jeongguk pants softly, looking at Jimin’s smug face, then looking down at where his cock is straining in his boxers, pressed against that thin layer of fabric of Jimin’s flimsy pyjama shorts.

He doesn’t want to ask. But he also really, really needs to fuck him.

Jimin just waits, a mean smirk on his lips, leaning over the counter.

It’s 3 am, Jin is asleep, and this might be the only chance he has of getting Jimin alone. He bites his lower lip, torn by the decision. Jimin rubs his ass back against his crotch, and a quite embarrassing moan falls from Jeongguk’s lips involuntarily, his hips bucking against that softness, mind going blank.

It’s no fucking use. He leans his head against the back of Jimin’s neck in defeat, body shuddering with need.

“Let me fuck you, please.”

“Mmh, that’s not asking.”

Jimin says, his voice so sickly sweet. Jeongguk groans softly, kissing from the nape of Jimin’s neck towards his shoulder, biting it gently.

“Can I please fuck you?”

He asks, humiliated that he’s even listening, but he’s so.. so horny. If he can’t have Jimin now he’s gonna go insane.

“Okay, but only the tip.”

Jimin agrees. And though it’s not exactly what jeongguk wants, it’s better than nothing. He practically rips those pyjama shorts, finding out Jimin is wearing no underwear, and god, that’s so fucking hot.

He moans at the sight of those big ass cheeks, and quickly rids himself of his boxers as well. He spits in his hand, lubing up the head of his cock. Jimin just looks back at him so smug, like he won.

But when Jeongguk spreads Jimin’s cheeks and pushes his cock against his rim, he thinks he’s the real winner. His eyes roll back at the feeling, pushing the head in slowly, feeling that tight heat engulf him again, it’s even better than that girl’s back then.

“Quickly, think your brother might wake up.”

Jimin whispers, and fuck, Jeongguk is not gonna let Jin ruin this for him. He starts to thrust into Jimin experimentally, that right ring of muscle sucking the head of his cock in, that delicious heat around him.

“F-fuck.”

He pants, his body heating up, hips jerking forward fast, taking in Jimin’s arched back, how he’s leaned over the counter for him.

God, he won’t last long.

“Been thinking about this, haven’t you?”

Jimin asks. Jeongguk just moans as an answer, spreading Jimin’s cheeks more so he can watch the way his pink cockhead slips inside of Jimin’s hole. It’s obscene, and so fucking tight.

“Getting off by yourself, thinking about how bad you want to shove your cock up my ass.”

Jeongguk grips Jimin’s hip a little tighter. He’s not gonna let a twink like Jimin talk to him like this.

“You better shut that pretty mouth of yours, before I put it to better use, doll.”

Jimin just chuckles at his threat, looking over his shoulder with a sense of confidence that leaves Jeongguk speechless.

“I’d love to see you try.”

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