The Fleshlight Fic (Jimin’s POV) - Final part (6.3K) (Patreon)

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It’s officially awkward when Jeongguk doesn’t even look at him the next week. Everytime they make eye contact, Jeongguk turns red and walks off, or makes up an excuse.

Jimin tries not to let it get to him, but before the whole Do-hee situation they were at least friends. It seems Jeongguk can’t even manage to do that anymore.

Maybe Jimin just misread every sign. He thought Jeongguk would come around and realise that he actually wants him, not Do-hee. Maybe that was just wishful thinking.

Still, he couldn’t have been that blind right? Jeongguk was touching his thigh and coming at the idea of tasting his come, getting hot from his commands.

He sulks on his bed, pissed that Jeongguk won’t give into him, even though it’s so palpable in the air, it feels like Jeongguk is just a hair away from admitting how bad he wants him..

Then again, he thought that last time, but Jeongguk still went to Do-hee.

Not unlike last time, Jeongguk barges into his room unannounced. Jimin looks at him over his shoulder, tries to find out the reason he’s here, but Jeongguk doesn’t say anything. He just walks closer with that same awkward air around him as he’s been giving the past week. He just stands at the side of his bed, gnawing on his lower lip.

So Jimin makes the first move, he lifts the blanket, and Jeongguk takes the invitation, crawls close under the blanket wordlessly.

Jimin waits for whatever reason Jeongguk has to come here, an apology maybe, a way to turn him down, an awkward we should stop doing this because it’s getting serious.

“So I was with Do-hee last Saturday..”

Jeongguk starts, looking down at the sheets, playing around with the blanket.

“Mm.” Jimin hums. “How did it go?”

Jeongguk nods a few times, but then shrugs.

“It.. it wasn’t.. I asked if I could eat her out.. but..”

He looks at Jimin, bites on his lower lip.

It’s always a hassle trying to find out what the fuck Jeongguk means, honestly. He’s so vague and awkward and shrugs things off. So instead of trying to guess like he would usually do, he just waits and stares at Jeongguk.

“She.. she said she didn’t like oral, and I.. don’t know how to use my fingers.. so..”

Jeongguk explains, trailing off.

Ah, so he is here for that. Another lesson.

“You want me to teach you?”

Jeongguk blinks as if that’s a revolutionary thought, as if he hasn’t been here 3 times before for lessons. And then he nods.

“Yeah- if-if you- yeah.”

Jimin nods too, going for his drawer again, and grabbing the fleshlight from last time.

Jeongguk looks as shocked as the first time to see it, maybe even more than before. Jimin detects those cheeks blossoming pink. He’s probably reminiscing last time.

He doesn’t give Jeongguk time to let it sink in. He just grabs the fleshlight and hands it to Jeongguk, bumping arms, and hopes it brings back even more memories.

“It’s similar to last time. You need to start slowly, make her wet, before you actually put your fingers in.”

He explains to a distracted Jeongguk, who just nods and absentmindedly touches over the shape of the lips.

My, he must have completely broke him.

“You need to wet your fingers first.”

Jimin says, and Jeongguk turns to look at him. It’s instant, he looks from one eye, to the other, to his mouth.

It’s so very obvious. Jeongguk isn’t slick at all, his big brown eyes are fixed on his lips, getting hazier with each passing second like he’s in dire need of a taste.

It’s as flattering as it is frustrating. Why can’t Jeongguk see he’s this needy just for him? Why does he leave him to go to Do-hee? Especially since Do-hee doesn’t even seem to give him what he wants.

“Come here, then.”

Jimin says softly, taking Jeongguk’s wrist and bringing his hand to his lips, lazily taking his index and middle finger into his mouth.

He swirls his tongue around his fingers, coats them in saliva before popping his lips off. Then he guides Jeongguk’s hand back to the fleshlight.

“Just like with your tongue, you need to tease her clit.”

Jeongguk doesn’t even look at the fleshlight, that’s how down bad he is. He’s just rubbing his fingers over the thing without any sense of direction, eyes still zeroed on his lips.

Jimin scoffs softly, then turns Jeongguk’s head towards the fleshlight by his chin.

Only then does Jeongguk listen, touching the fleshlight, making it wet. Jimin doesn’t have any objections, Jeongguk is actually quite naturally good at it. His fingers are long and pretty while they play with the silicone.

“If she likes being degraded you could spit on it too.”

He says, though he knows just from Jeongguk’s stories that she’s not into that at all. Maybe he kind of wants Jeongguk to fuck it up, maybe he wants him all for himself.

He’s all up in his selfish thoughts when Jeongguk brings the fleshlight closer to him, holding it in front of his mouth like he wants him to do it instead.

God, Jeongguk is so obvious today, it’s like he isn’t even hiding it.

Jimin raises a brow.

“You want me to show you how to spit on a pussy? It’s not that hard, is it?”

Jeongguk doesn’t say anything, he just waits until Jimin gives in with a shake of his head.

He wraps his hand around Jeongguk’s, brings the fleshlight a little closer and spits on it.

He notices how Jeongguk tenses up next to him, breathing a little heavier too. And despite wanting to keep his distance from Jeongguk, he feels heat rush up his neck, likes being watched like this.

That’s the thing, Jeongguk loves it when he gets dominant, even if it’s not directed at him but a fleshlight, Jimin notices the change in atmosphere, as if Jeongguk goes into subspace.

Jeongguk starts to eagerly rub over the lips with his fingers, and Jimin watches it with hazy eyes until Jeongguk looks at him.

“Can I.. put my fingers in?”

Fuck.

Jeongguk probably has no idea how fucking delectable he looks when he asks for directions. Jimin feels his resolve to be more distant slip away, arousal licking down his spine.

“Slowly, start with one just to be sure she can take it.”

Jeongguk nods, pushing his index finger inside the fleshlight, as if he’s ringing a doorbell.

Jimin chuckles softly, endeared.

“Not like that, like this.”

Jimin pushes his finger in alongside Jeongguk’s, angled the other way around. It’s nice and wet, and he hopes it turns Jeongguk on too.

“And don’t thrust yet, try to curl it right here.”

He guides Jeongguk’s finger with his own, curls it upwards, presses against the ridges on the inside. It shouldn’t turn him on this much, just fingering a fleshlight together, but he’s getting a little sweaty.

“Around here, you’ll feel a soft spot, you need to rub against it.”

He explains, just to stay focused, to try and snap out of it.

Jeongguk nods, but doesn’t really take the initiative, so Jimin guides him through that motion as well, watching him like a predator.

“Then, you can use your thumb on the clit, like this.”

He goes on, lowering his tone to see how Jeongguk reacts.

It’s instant, Jeongguk shudders, eyelids sinking, lips parting with soft pants as he watches the motion. Jimin swallows, trying to control himself, because fuck, would he like to throw away the fleshlight and take what he wants.

Instead, he pushes another finger inside, thrusts it in and out slowly, seeing how Jeongguk bites his lower lip like he fucking loves it.

“Just add another finger, stretch her open, make sure you get her so desperate that she’s writhing underneath you, bucking her hips up.”

Jeongguk takes some time before he nods and puts another finger in the fleshlight, listening so well.

Fuck.

He wants more. They’ve barely started and he’s already going feral, thinking of every possible way to make this escalate like last time. He looks at the fleshlight, then at Jeongguk, then at their positions, an idea popping up in his head.

“This is an easy angle though, you’ll have to do it while she’s lying down, probably while kissing her.”

He says, trying to plant a seed. Jeongguk looks at him, a little sceptical.

“It’s.. it’s not that much harder right?”

Jimin shrugs, acting all nonchalant.

“Not for me, but you’re a rookie, you might get finger or wrist cramps from the other angle.”

He says, sliding his finger against Jeongguk’s inside the fleshlight. Jeongguk looks at the fleshlight, frowning a bit, probably considering his options.

Jimin can see the thought process, the way Jeongguk eyes over their positions as well, how he stops moving his fingers.

“Want me to put the fleshlight between my thighs?”

He asks.

Jeongguk’s breath hitches, and he looks a little caught.

Good. That means he was thinking about that as well.

Before Jeongguk can make up an excuse, Jimin lies down on the mattress and lifts his legs a little, brings his knees closer to his core, clamping the fleshlight between his thighs.

He’s never really done something like this, feels kind of ridiculous, but it needs to seem like this is an actual lesson, like he knows what he’s doing.

“Try it. It’s harder like this.”

He says again.

Jeongguk eyes over him, and then he lies down too, pressing his front against Jimin’s side.

Jimin feels his heartbeat fasten, and he keeps his gaze fixed on Jeongguk’s face, while the younger moves his hand down, curling it around the back of Jimin’s thigh, finding the fleshlight with his fingers.

It’s exhilarating. He can’t feel a thing, but he knows by the way Jeongguk looks at him that he’s pushed his fingers inside. Blood rushes up his neck and he nods approvingly, as if Jeongguk is actually fingering him.

Jeongguk moves his hand, slowly fingering the fleshlight, and Jimin is ready to get lost in thoughts about those fingers in another place when Jeongguk whispers:

“You’re- you’re not wet enough..”

As if the fleshlight is actually his.

He can’t help the smirk that pulls on his lips, rush of excitement spreading through his veins.

“Yeah? It’s not my pussy, maybe that’s why.”

“I- I meant the fleshlight.”

Jeongguk stutters, averting his gaze.

It’s so endearing, Jimin wants to just ruin him already.

“So, what are you gonna do about it?”

He asks, seeing Jeongguk’s eyes widen like he can’t believe Jimin just asked. And to make it worse, he fists a hand in Jeongguk’s hair and tugs it gently, urging him to go down.

“But.. but Do-hee doesn’t like oral..”

Jeongguk says, voice so raspy, revealing how bad he wants this anyway.

“But you do, don’t you?” Jimin pushes, trying not to sound too desperate. “Plus, it’s only practice. It can’t hurt.”

He adds, tugging on Jeongguk’s hair again. Luckily, Jeongguk lets him this time. He holds his breath when Jeongguk is finally down there, between his legs. It’s like he imagined so many times before, not with the fleshlight between his legs however, but that doesn’t take away from the feeling of having Jeongguk right there where he wants him, so close to his cock.

He can see Jeongguk just through the slight gap between his thighs, sees him eye over the fleshlight before leaning in and licking over it.

Fuck, it’s hot.

He didn’t think Jeongguk licking a fleshlight would do it for him, but he gasps at the feeling, at the sight, cock hard against his stomach as he tangles his hand in Jeongguk’s hair.

It’s even harder to resist when Jeongguk starts moaning, getting into it as if this is real, licking and sucking on the fleshlight with his eyes falling closed.

God, he looks like he’s enjoying himself, and Jimin needs to make a comment.

“Such a shame she doesn’t like it hm? You really love to put your face in it..”

He twirls his fingers around in Jeongguk’s hair, pulling on the strands.

Jeongguk gasps softly, but he nods, gets all up in it. Jimin might not be able to feel a thing, but the sound of Jeongguk licking and sucking on his toy makes him shudder in pleasure. If he were a girl he’d not be able to keep quiet.

Jeongguk clamps his hands around his thighs then, pulling him closer with a strength that makes Jimin moan involuntarily.

“Such a show-off, Jeonggukie..”

He says, but he’s a little breathless nonetheless, can’t hide it. Jeongguk grunts, squeezing his thigh as he spits on the fleshlight like he was taught.

“Mm.. just like that. Make me wet.”

He pants, toes curling a little.

Jeongguk moans quite loudly, alerts Jimin that he’s enjoying this just as much. And if it wasn’t obvious from that alone, it’s in the way Jeongguk desperately licks and kisses over the fleshlight, squeezing his thighs in his hands, a crease between his eyebrows that he only has when he’s eating good.

Jimin feels his cock twitch, urging him to do something about it. An idea pops up in his mind.

“If a girl really likes it, she might buck her hips like this.”

He says, bucking his hips a little to finally get some friction for himself. To his luck, Jeongguk likes it too, groaning as if he can’t get enough.

Jimin peeks through his thighs, sees Jeongguk push his tongue into the fleshlight and he’s finished. He pulls on Jeongguk’s hair, forcing him to go deeper, earning a loud moan.

“How does it taste?”

He asks, hoping Jeongguk is able to taste his cock on his fleshlight. Jeongguk pants so desperately, breathes the fleshlight in before pushing his tongue back in, and then he stops in his tracks.

Jimin watches through heavy-lidded eyes, watches Jeongguk put the pieces together. He half expects him to back out, to get up and make it awkward. But instead, Jeongguk makes such a pretty sound, digs his tongue even deeper inside, hips rolling down against the mattress.

Fuck.

“Mmh, you can taste it? I washed it thoroughly, but maybe it’s because I used it so many times..”

He says, just to see Jeongguk’s reaction.

Jeongguk’s eyes roll back, lost in it completely, not able to respond but for moaning and whimpering.

Jimin needs to break him even more, to drive him completely insane.

“Or maybe it’s because I fucked it right after our last lesson..”

He says, dropping his tone a little.

“Nngh-“

Jeongguk grabs his thighs so tightly in his hands it might bruise, penetrating the fleshlight relentlessly with his tongue, digging his hips into the mattress.

He’s almost there, Jimin can sense it. Just a bit more.

“You lubed it up so well for me, felt like I was fucking your mouth.”

He whispers, and Jeongguk whimpers at the confession, stopping in his tracks, a wild look in his eyes when he opens them.

That’s it. One more push.

“Maybe that’s why I came so much..”

He admits, knowing Jeongguk loves the taste of it.

Then finally, Jeongguk snaps. His hands curl around the waistband of Jimin’s sweats, pulling them down in a hurry, fleshlight falling on the bed forgotten.

“Wanna fuck. I wanna fuck, hyung.”

Oh god yes.

He can’t help but smirk in victory, letting Jeongguk practically rip the clothes off of his body, until he’s lying there completely bare.

Jimin can feel Jeongguk’s eyes roam over his body as he starts stripping him down as well. He’s got those obvious big brown eyes, can’t even hide the desire in them, Jimin enjoys the attention.

Jeongguk is so fucking horny, he’s clumsy, knocking against the headboard and making the bed creak in a hurry to be completely naked. Jimin almost snorts but he doesn’t want to make Jeongguk have second thoughts.

Instead he eyes the fleshlight on the bed, all slick and glistening with Jeongguk’s spit. He’s not going to let that opportunity slip.

“You wanna learn how to fuck, hm?”

He asks, grabbing the fleshlight again.

Jeongguk looks at him kind of lost, and Jimin knows damn well that this isn’t what Jeongguk meant with “I want to fuck” but he’s a tease. And Jeongguk deserves to suffer for making him feel second best.

So he lies down on his back, and aligns the fleshlight with his cock.

Jeongguk doesn’t say anything else, he just lies down next to him, eyes fixated on what he’s doing.

Jimin licks his lips on concentration as he rubs the head of his cock against the wet lips of the fleshlight, shuddering at the feeling. He loves being watched, and he loves that wet, dirty sound it makes.

Jeongguk moans right next to him, airy and pretty, making his cock twitch.

“Fuck.. hyung.”

“You need to tease it like this..”

He instructs, as if they’re still having class. Then he slaps the head of his cock against the clit repeatedly, a string of spit connecting the two.

Next to him he can see Jeongguk slowly take his own cock in his hand, jerking off to the sight, never once looking away.

That’s such a turn on.

“You made it so wet for me.. can’t wait to fuck it.”

Jimin whispers, pushing the head of his cock inside, feeling that tight, wet hole engulf him. He sighs in bliss, head falling back against the pillow.

Jeongguk gets restless next to him, and that’s exactly what he wants.

“Hyung- I.. I need-“

“Need what?”

He cuts Jeongguk off, giving him a look before he starts thrusting into the fleshlight with just the tip. Even if it’s petty, he just wants Jeongguk to watch and be unable to do a single thing.

Jeongguk’s eyelids sink at the sight, low moan falling from his lips, picking up the pace of his hand.

Jimin moans even prettier on purpose, hoping Jeongguk gets jealous. Then he slowly pushes his cock inside the fleshlight, the slide so easy because of the thorough preparation.

Jeongguk whimpers next to him, hastily grabbing the fleshlight in one hand, fingers grazing his own.

“Can- can I fuck it hyung?”

So impatient.

Jimin feels a complacent smile tug on his lips as he gives Jeongguk a shrug.

“Mm, I don’t know, it’s my fleshlight, isn’t it?”

Jimin thrusts into it slowly, really making Jeongguk watch, loving the way those pupils dilate, gaze darkening. And then he completely ignores him, fucking his fleshlight as if Jeongguk isn’t in the room.

It’s dirty and wet, and quite honestly; one of the hottest things he’s experienced. Having Jeongguk watch him with that jealousy, that need, hearing him pant and moan and whimper next to him until he breaks.

“Wanna fuck it with you, hyung.”

Jimin stops in his tracks, gives Jeongguk a look.

There’s something different in his eyes this time, usually Jeongguk looks sort of scared and uncertain, but there is something more akin to hunger taking its place now.

Before he can even open his mouth, Jeongguk crashes their lips together. It’s hasty and uncoordinated and hot. Jimin feels the need behind it, feels his lips burn with desire, lets his tongue slide into Jeongguk’s mouth carelessly.

In the midst of the kiss Jeongguk crawls on top of him, grabbing the fleshlight in his hand. Then the younger breaks the kiss to look down, guiding his cock to the entrance.

Jimin pants, watching what’s happening with wide eyes, understanding what Jeongguk is trying to do.

“I don’t think it’s gonna fit the both of us-“

“I want it.”

Jeongguk says, so fucking needy. He’s biting his lower lip as he rubs the head of his cock against the entrance. Jimin can feel it, how Jeongguk is slowly squeezing inside, his length dragging against his own. The feeling makes his cock twitch, it’s so tight in there, it’s almost impossible to move.

“Oh my god, fuck.”

Jeongguk groans as he looks up at Jimin, mouth wide open, trying to keep breathing, but he’s moaning with every exhale.

Jimin isn’t in a much better state; moaning softly, trying to catch his breath, chest heaving. Jeongguk just looks so pretty when he’s in total bliss.

It doesn’t last for long, that bliss, because Jeongguk snaps as soon as he moves about an inch. He gasps and starts to thrust into the fleshlight, looking right at him while he does it. No technique or anything, just burying his cock into that tight hole over and over again.

It’s virginal, Jimin remembers feeling exactly like this when he first had sex. And selfishly, he loves being the first one to see Jeongguk this way.

“Mmh fuck- Jimin- fuck.”

Jeongguk pants, his name falling so prettily from his lips. Jimin is in awe, he’s not even thinking about his own pleasure, gaining second hand satisfaction just having Jeongguk on top of him, making himself feel good.

When he tries it out though, rolling his hips up, it feels so good that he needs to pace himself. Jeongguk doesn’t seem to think so, moaning as he jackrabbits his cock inside, fucking the fleshlight so hard, making their cocks rut against each other, frotting together in that tight pussy.

“Hyung- fuck- Jimin-“

Jeongguk makes the prettiest sounds, leans down and breathes him in, groans in pleasure.

It’s like he’s making it clear that this is about him, not Do-hee, which makes Jimin gasp, hands wrapping around Jeongguk’s waist as he bares his neck. Jeongguk kisses it without hesitation, sucks and bites on the skin to leave a mark.

“Hyung- oh my fucking god- jimin- fuck- feels so good.”

Jeongguk pants, ramming his cock inside. Jimin can feel wet, warm liquid fill the fleshlight, making the slide even dirtier, the sound even wetter. God fuck, Jeongguk is leaking for him.

“Such a virgin, can’t control yourself at all hm?”

Jimin pants, loving the way Jeongguk cheeks turn red at the belittling. The younger is so obviously into it, even though he keeps his mouth shut, Jimin can read him like an open book right now. A grin spreads on his lips as he pushes it even further.

“Such a big cock, and for what? No technique at all. You’re fucking like a rabbit in heat.”

Jeongguk bites his lip, but he still whimpers at the insult, hips stuttering a little as he thrusts inside. He looks so close, Jimin can feel that cock throbbing against his own, on the edge of release.

“Gonna come in about 10 seconds aren’t you?”

He teases, tilting his head, raising his eyebrow. Jeongguk eyes glint with tears as he tries to still his moves, tries not to chase that heat. It’s so fucking adorable how bad he wants to prove himself. Jimin feels a little unhinged, knows he should take it easy on Jeongguk but lust is taking over, driving him to say things he shouldn’t.

“Such a pathetic little virgin. Jeongguk-ah..”

“Hyung-“

Jeongguk gasps, cock twitching. Jimin is drunk on it, mouth watering just knowing he’s gonna make Jeongguk come by talking.

“Wanna come all over my cock, hm?”

Jeongguk can’t hold it anymore, he whimpers pathetically, nods and just gives into it, thrusting irregularly into the fleshlight. The power he has over Jeongguk right now is driving him insane, he feels his heart beat against his ribcage, toes curling at the sight of Jeongguk mounting his fleshlight like a dog.

“Mmh.. I’ll use it as lube to fuck it even harder, would you like that?”

He asks, heat spreading through his veins at the speed of light just thinking about fucking a come-filled fleshlight. His fantasies run wild, and Jeongguk looks into his eyes with a type of devotion that is just-

Fuck.

“And who knows, maybe I’ll let you have a taste of my cum.”

He whispers.

“Oh- fuck, Jimin-hyung.”

Jeongguk’s eyes roll back as he comes, loud groan leaving his lips, hands digging into Jimin’s waist, nails leaving marks on his skin as thick white ropes of cum dirty the inside the fleshlight, covering Jimin’s cock. Jimin has to practice self-control as he listens to Jeongguk whimpering, feels him thrust a few more times, his orgasm so long and intense.

It goes without saying that this is the horniest he’s ever been in is life, and he’s not even the one who’s coming. His chest heaves with every breath he takes, watching Jeongguk ride out his orgasm with an intensity in his eyes that he’d probably never recognise were he to look in a mirror right now.

When Jeongguk is spent he buries his face in Jimin’s neck. His cock softens, it slowly slips out of the fleshlight, leaving it all to Jimin, dirty and wet.

Jimin chuckles softly and pets Jeongguk’s hair, despite feeling like he could roll on top and tie Jeongguk up right now.

“Back to 3 minutes again, or was that 2?”

“Shut up.”

Jeongguk pants, completely out of breath, sweaty from head to toe, as he rolls off of Jimin, looking at him through teary eyes.

Jimin can only hear two words on repeat in his mind. Ruin him.

He wants to ruin him so, so bad.

So he smirks at Jeongguk as he slowly fucks the fleshlight. It’s slick, so wet that there’s barely any strain, and the idea that he’s using Jeongguk’s come as lube is so obscene, has his entire body on edge.

But even better is how Jeongguk’s eyes drag down to watch him roll his hips, to watch his cock bury into the fleshlight, eyes glinting with interest.

“You like watching me fuck it?”

He asks.

Jeongguk nods mindlessly, eyes fixated on the motion.

Ruin him.

Jimin fists a hand in his hair, pulls him down.

“Why don’t you take a closer look?”

Jeongguk doesn’t even object, he just wordlessly lets him drag him down, such a fucking natural sub. A dark feeling spreads through his veins, something he only ever feels with Jeongguk, that intense need to taint him, to claim him, to show him the most obscene sights.

He bites on his tongue to keep from spewing every dirty thought that comes to mind, and instead just channels it into his body, making sure to roll his hips in the most enticing way, show him the length of his cock, covered in Jeongguk’s own spit and come, fucking his seed back into the fleshlight.

Jeongguk gasps between his legs, strokes Jimin’s ego the right way. He loves being watched, and he loves knowing that Jeongguk can’t ever forget a sight like this. That need to taint him, to ruin him for Do-hee, to ruin him for anyone else, he knows he’s succeeding.

Jeongguk moans. He moans from just watching. Jimin is on cloud nine.

“Such a pervert, Jeongguk-ah.”

He says, as if it wasn’t him who dragged him down to watch. He starts fucking the fleshlight even harder, heat accumulating in his gut, soft moans now falling from his lips unfiltered.

Jeongguk sounds like he can’t fucking take it, panting and squirming like he’s getting restless, like he wants to do something. And then his hand curls around Jimin’s thigh, squeezing it as if he needs to channel that lust.

Fuck. Jeongguk is so.. close. His face is so close to his crotch. If only-

If only Jeongguk would just..

“Your come is so nice and wet, feels so good when I thrust into it.” He pants softly, making the set-up, even though he knows it’s wrong.“Missing the real warmth though.”

He adds, a little softer.

It’s terrible, he knows, asking Jeongguk to touch him. To take him into his mouth, or his hand, either one. But he’s so turned on right now, lust is really all there’s left, taking the reins of every fibre in his body.

He waits patiently, until he feels Jeongguk inch closer, exhale of breath ghosting against his crotch.

Fuck.

Jeongguk is actually considering it.

Heat flares up his face and he gasps, broken moan falling from his lips as he spreads his legs wider, arching his hips up, presenting his cock.

He wants to say something, but nothing is able to escape his lips, so gone in the fantasy that his entire body is tensing up.

Jeongguk is panting against his balls, and Jimin pulls on his hair hard, a whimper falling from his lips because he needs him closer, needs his mouth on him right now. His hips buck up on their own account, he can’t control his body anymore.

“I-I need to- I’m gonna clean- just- my come-“

Jeongguk pants, and Jimin agrees immediately.

“Yeah- you should- you should clean it.”

He pants, pulling on Jeongguk’s hair even harder, going insane. At this point he might come even from the brush of Jeongguk’s lips against his cock.

And then finally, he feels Jeongguk’s tongue on him, licking a trail over his balls, up to the base of his cock.

“Mmh- fuck, fuck.”

He moans, back arching of the mattress, vision going red.

Jeongguk whimpers as he licks over his balls again, and Jimin is fighting demons not to force his cock down Jeongguk’s throat already.

“You need to- need to be thorough.” He pants, no control over his mouth. “You should suck on them.”

“Hyung..”

Jeongguk moans, moving restlessly on the mattress. Jimin only notices now how Jeongguk is rutting against the sheets, probably hard again. That, along with the warmth of Jeongguk’s mouth engulfing his balls, has him fucking losing it.

“So good- fuck- Jeongguk-ah- Jeongguk-“

“Mmh.”

Jimin groans, bucking his hips against Jeongguk’s mouth, spreading his legs wider, needing more. He needs so much more.

“Fuck I- I want-“

He pants, pulling on Jeongguk’s hair quite harshly so his balls slip out of his mouth. He takes in Jeongguk’s dainty, spit-slick, pink lips, and his entire body lights on fire. He pulls out of the fleshlight instantly, makes Jeongguk look at his cock.

As soon as he sees Jeongguk’s eyes glint with desire, he’s gone. Without a warning, he grabs the base of his cock and presses the head against Jeongguk’s lips.

Jeongguk’s eyes fall closed in bliss, like he’s been wanting this for ages.

Jimin tries to talk but it’s incomprehensible, his cock twitches, and he just moans and gasps at the sight, holding Jeongguk by his hair as he rubs the head of his cock over his lips, taps against them impatiently.

“Suck my cock.”

Jimin demands when he finally finds his voice. it’s not even a question, he’s so fucking gone that he needs Jeongguk to suck his cock, he needs it or he’ll probably pass out with pent-up frustration.

Lucky for him, Jeongguk opens his mouth and wraps his lips around his cock.

It’s the single hottest sight he’s seen in his life. His pretty dongsaeng between his legs, willingly taking his cock in his mouth.

He doesn’t know how hard he moans but it’s probably audible for the entire house to hear. And then he pulls on Jeongguk’s hair to force his entire length down his throat in an instant.

It’s fucked up, he should take it slow, it’s Jeongguk’s first time sucking dick, but something inside of him is making the decisions for him, and starts fucking Jeongguk’s mouth with no regards to anything but his own pleasure.

Jeongguk’s mouth is hot and wet, and his lips turn redder with each thrusts, wrapped around his cock so prettily. He seems to enjoy it, if the moaning and increased rutting against the mattress are anything to go by. which just spurs Jimin on to go even harder.

“Fuck- oh my god, yes.”

He pants, bucking his hips up relentlessly, fucking Jeongguk’s mouth hard, holding his hair tightly. This is everything he’s ever wanted. This is most inner desire coming true. Jeongguk sucking his dick, whimpering with every thrust, rutting against the mattress as he uses his mouth for his own pleasure.

“Taste good? Your own come?”

Jeongguk groans, nodding around Jimin’s cock, ears turning red.

Fuck. He’s gonna come.

“Yeah? You like come so much hm? Always trying to have a taste.”

Jeongguk moans loudly, squeezing Jimin’s thigh in his hand as if he doesn’t want to be belittled, yet he starts to lose rhythm like he’s nearing his orgasm too.

“Want me to come in your mouth?”

He asks, feeling all that heat pool in his gut, breaking out in sweat as his hips start to jerk up irregularly. Jeongguk’s eyes roll back, and he starts bobbing his head eagerly, trying to take as much of his cock as possible, no regards for saliva and come dripping down his chin.

Jimin’s mouth hangs open, feels like he’s watching something illegal.

“God, you’re so horny for it, what if Do-hee saw you like this? All desperate for my cum.”

“Nnngh.”

Jeongguk’s body spasms, jaw going slack, which makes Jimin’s cock hit the back of his throat.

He gasps, fisting Jeongguk’s hair tightly in his hand as he fucks his mouth even harder, hitting the back of his throat with each thrust, plunging into that heat while Jeongguk can barely breathe, just drooling all over it.

“Fuck- you look so fucking good taking my cock.” Jimin pants, tears prickling in his eyes. “M’gonna come.”

Jeongguk moans obscenely, squeezing his thighs, nodding around his cock like he wants him to.

Jimin’s breath hitches, all his muscles contracting, vision turning white as he finally comes. It feels like heaven, all that built-up heat exploding, his come filling up Jeongguk’s mouth. He opens his eyes just to see his pretty dongsaeng swallowing load after load so eagerly.

And even better is how Jeongguk comes in the midst of it. His body convulses, coming against the bedsheets with a pretty whimper, rubbing it in even more as he grinds his hips against the mattress.

Jimin watches through his half-lidded eyes, how Jeongguk is trembling, reduced to a pathetic, moaning mess as he sucks his cock until it’s spent, but even then he doesn’t stop. It’s only when he hisses in overstimulation that Jeongguk lets it slip out of his mouth.

“Fuck, Jeongguk-ah.. so good. That was so good.”

He pants, pulling him up gently by his hair, crawling on top of him.

Jeongguk seems kind of out of it, completely mind-blown. Jimin kisses him nonetheless. It’s soft and sweet, nothing like the sex they just had. It seems Jeongguk enjoys it though, taking his sweet time to kiss back, wrapping his arms around his back to keep him close.

The post-nut clarity hits Jimin then, kind of replays everything that just went down, and he feels guilty. He just.. defiled Jeongguk. He completely ruined him, selfishly took everything he wanted.

So he breaks the kiss, looks at Jeongguk a little concerned.

“Was that.. was that okay?”

Jeongguk nods immediately, cheeks dusting pink.

“Yeah I.. I had been craving that.”

Oh thank god. Jimin feels relief wash over him, he’s so glad he read the signs correctly.

“Me too.. I thought maybe I misread all the signs when you left last time.” He traces his hand over Jeongguk’s pretty jawline. “I was convinced you wanted me too, but then you took your distance so I thought maybe you didn’t want me after all.”

“No. I did- I do. I was just.. scared of the situation.”

Jeongguk says softly, not elaborating, but Jimin knows exactly what he means. They’re both guys, in the same group, in a country that doesn’t accept people like them. It’s difficult enough liking a friend, but with these circumstances it’s really just a hundred times worse.

“I really hoped you weren’t just using me for experience.”

He says, tracing his finger further along, over Jeongguk’s lips, pecking them right after.

Jeongguk looks at him, eyes glinting with guilt.

“No, after the first time I.. could only think about you. Whenever I was with Do-hee I just kept thinking about you.. so.”

Oh, that feels so good. It’s so petty, but that knowledge just makes warmth spread through his body. He can’t help but smile.

“Good. I’ve always had a thing for you, but when you came to me for help I just.. couldn’t pass the opportunity, though I knew I’d end up wanting more.”

Jeongguk’s eyes widen.

“You.. have a thing for me?”

“Don’t act all surprised.” He chuckles softly. “I’m always all over you.”

Jeongguk seems to reevaluate their entire relationship, blinking rapidly before he comes to the realisation.

“Oh..”

Jimin chuckles again, pressing another kiss on his lips.

“We should shower. We’re all sticky.”

He says, rolling off of Jeongguk and getting out of bed. Jeongguk stands up as well, grabs his hand.

“We’ll figure it out together, hm?”

Jimin asks, and Jeongguk blushes as he nods. It’s a good thing he doesn’t know how adorable he is, because if he would use it against him it would be lethal. Jimin is weak.

He drags Jeongguk along to the bathroom, thoughts immediately tainting darker as he contemplates all the possible things they could do in the shower cabin.

“Oh and, we can continue the lessons if you want.”

He says casually, as he turns on the shower and pulls Jeongguk under the stream next to him.

Jeongguk blinks a few times, like he doesn’t understand.

“But I’m.. I’m not gonna see Do-hee anymore.”

“No, but you’re seeing me.”

He says, giving Jeongguk a playful smile as he tangles his arms around his neck, aligning his lips with his ear.

“And you haven’t learned anything about rimming yet.”

Jeongguk gasps, looks at him a little baffled.

Jimin only gives him a wink, before closing the distance for another kiss.