After the Fall ~ Yoonmin

Chapter 22 ✨

A hand was slowly placed on the bottom of Yoongi's spine, it slipped up following the lovely arch of his back, fingers coming to caress the base of his neck. Tingles followed shooting across his skin until there was a firm grip in his hair, yanking his head back.

"Look at me."

Yoongi, heart pounding in his chest, ate up the sight of Jimin standing behind him. His erection pulling tight on the material of his pants, Jimin's all to familiar smirk in place. But it was the overwhelming need that forced the gasp from Yoongi's mouth, his lips feeling dry and throat parched. Jimin was standing fully clothed, while he lay wasted across the bench completely exposed. His bare ass eagerly presented for the younger after barely being touched.

"Tell me what you want."

Jimin's other hand began running up his inner thigh, tracing an invisible line that felt never ending. Yoongi looked at Jimin's dark hair that messily fell over his forehead, his pink swollen lips slightly parted around his deep breaths and he knew that he was fucked.

"You."

The hand stopped, driving Yoongi slightly crazy because it was so close to the place he needed him, just a little higher. Jimin squeezed the flesh beneath his fingers, digging into the skin marking it with small red indents.

"Good boy."

A small whimper came out at the words, Yoongi's head dropping as the grip slipped from his hair, he nuzzled into his arms jaw clenching as he felt himself push into the touch. There was a light thud as Jimin dropped to his knees, Yoongi felt as his hands firmly gripped at his cheeks, holding them wide apart stretching his hole.

Warm breath tickled over his skin and he could feel the heat from Jimin's close proximity. Yoongi could barely contain his built up frustration, forcing himself to stay still. The first wet touch licked over his rim, continuing in long strips following the line of his crease and then coming to swirl over his most sensitive part.

Yoongi could feel himself slipping, his legs already held a slight tremor from want and he bit into his arm to cover the curse. He didn't want to be teased, he wanted Jimin deep inside him.

But his urgency was met with slow torturous movements, that edged Yoongi helplessly closer. He rocked his hips with each wet slide, his breath catching each time Jimin's tongue would catch on his rim.

Yoongi's whole body twitched as two fingers touched his sensitive skin swirling saliva around his entrance. He braced himself, all his senses in tune and humming and finally Jimin pushed them in.

The pressure was so satisfying that Yoongi couldn't help his loud groan, his body jumping back with the movement, as he pushed himself further on to the thick fingers.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The fingers twisted and curled pushing deeper inside him with each thrust, but still remaining frustratingly shallow.

"Baby?"

Small wet squelching sounds rung heavy in Yoongi's ear, as he felt the slide smoothen out his body moving on its own.

"Who are you thinking about?"

Who was he thinking about? Yoongi thought Jimin must be crazy as he tried to ride the fingers faster. But Jimin's firm grip held him at his own slow pace, the fire only building and growing desperately. The words were sputtered shakily falling from Yoongi's lips, still searching for more.

"You."

"And who..."

Another finger slipped in forcing Yoongi to choke on his saliva, it began to unconsciously drip out of the side his mouth, collecting on the side of his arm.

"Do you want?" 

"Y-you."

Voice washed out with lust Yoongi gave in completely his body pushing into Jimin on its own. The rhythm finally quickened, fingers moving in and out and just brushing onto that spot, sending waves of pleasure burning out across Yoongi's legs. Little bits of sweat gathered but all he could do was follow the high, his body moving on its own, chasing after the tingly swell, feeling full of Jimin, but always wanting more.

"And what's my name?"

A moan slipped out across his hands, his hips faulting as he felt Jimin's voice wash over his whole body. A slap hit hard, his cheek feeling sore but warm and tingly in the best way. It pushed his back into a deeper prettier arch, his body naturally sliding even further onto Jimin's fingers. The word slipped out in a loud throaty groan.

"Daddy."

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Should I continue with this scene? Or would you prefer me to leave it at this?

(This was only meant to be one chapter and now it's spreading over three🙈😂)