For the MinJoon Fest
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"Mmmh, you have to wait, just a little." they were making out on their couch, wine heating both of their skin to light golden colour as the candlelight fell over them.
Jimin hummed, clearly not agreeing as he pressed kisses up the planes of Namjoon's warm neck. "I don't like waiting." He cupped Namjoon's as pulling the man on top of him down to grind against him.
Neither of them was really hard yet, but they were definitely getting there. They had enjoyed a nice meal. The bottle of wine was taken with them when they had moved from the kitchen to the living room. It was their anniversary, and while Jimin thought it was already special enough, a memory he would treasure forever, Namjoon seemingly disagreed as he pulled away, so he was straddling Jimin. "I think you will like it."
"I like you." Jimin leaned up, wanting more kisses. He still, to this day, had no idea how he had managed to get to date Kim Namjoon. Still, there was not a day that went by where Jimin wasn't thankful for it.
Namjoon looked beautiful, sitting on top of Jimin's lap as if it was a throne. Jimin took a moment to just look at him. So beautiful, blonde hair was messed up from where Jimin had messed it up as they made out, his oversized sweater was pulled slightly down to one side, exposing a bit of collarbone, and his skin had a healthy glow that screamed of arousal, that to Jimin screamed 'please fuck me.'
Something Jimin would be more than happy to do if Namjoon would just let me.
Namjoon just giggled, running a hand over Jimin's upper body, appreciating every curve of it. His shirt had long since been lost somewhere, as Namjoon seemed to love his upper body. Not that Jimin would ever understand that, personally he was way more interested in the soft swell of Namjoon's pecs, which he would always be more than happy to cup through tight shirts and under loose hoodies.
"I think you will like this even more." Jimin disagreed. Hee had no idea what it was that was going on, but he was 90% sure that there was nothing in the world he would like more than Namjoon on top of him.
He sighed, letting his hands fall so Namjoon could get off him. "I am getting blue balled on my anniversary."
Giggling, Namjoon gave him a quick peck on the cheek before he got up, adjusting himself in his jeans before grinning at Jimin. "Trust me it will be worth it. Just give me 15-20 minutes. I promise it will be worth it."
Jimin wanted to despair how long he would be without Namjoon, but the man had already gotten out of his range before he could do that. Leaving Jimin pouting in the living room, staring at his erection in his jeans with a sad look, "you and me both bud, you and me both."
20 minutes turned out to be a really long time, as Jimin got rid of his jeans while cleaning up after their dinner. Grabbing another glass of wine, he considered if he should just jerk off to take at least some of the pressure off. He knew he had more than one shot in him, and his thoughts about what was going on in the other room were starting to really get to him.
Just as Jimin and his dick came to the conclusion that maybe a quick hanky panky with his own hand would be fine (it would stay between him and his dick, Namjoon didn't have to know!) Namjoon called him from the bedroom, inviting him to come in.
Jimin would never admit that he almost fell over his own legs, trying to get there as fast as possible. He wasn't sure exactly what he was expecting, but what he found was very much not it.
The room was darkened candles sitting in strategic places around the room, casting it in soft colours. Their bed was dressed in black satin sheets that Jimin was not sure he had ever seen before, red rose petals contrasting perfectly with the blacks of the sheet.
On top of the sheets, looking amazing, was Namjoon. Jimin's jaw was on the floor, as he couldn't do anything but stare. Gone were the jeans and tight sweater, replaced instead with a deep emerald set of lingerie. The bralet was tight and made mostly of straps, perfectly cupping his well build pectoral muscles. The panties were an equally dark emerald colour, thick straps going from the solid lower part of them to wrap around Namjoon's waist, making his body proportions even more delicious than they normally wore.
On his long legs, which Jimin totally didn't have a kink for, were sheer thigh highs, ending in a black satin strap on the top, garter belt connecting them to the panties, a rose design going down the side of them.
"Oh..." Jimin stared, all intelligent thoughts long since having left his mind, as he was unable to do anything other than just stare,
Namjoon made a come hither moment with his fingers as he leaned back against the black sheets "do you like your surprise?" Jimin finally managed to look away from the lines of Namjoon's body, to instead look him in the eyes. Namjoon's eyes were circled in perfectly smokey shadows, with eyeliner applied with a precision that Jimin was not aware that his boyfriend even had. Lips glossy with a dark gloss and, and his cheeks slightly rosy from blush.
He more or less looked like a wet dream come to life, and honestly, Jimin wasn't exactly sure how he was meant to deal with that fact. He almost stumbled over his own legs as he made his way over to the bed "you look amazing." his voice was hoarse as it fought its way up his vocal cords "all of this for me?" He took hold of one of Namjoon's feet, starting to kiss up the leg with as much reverence as possible.
"I thought you would like it," Namjoon's voice was a little shy. Jimin would never understand exactly why Namjoon was shy about his body in times like these, but that just meant Jimin was gonna work harder on making sure that this man knew exactly how fucking gorgeous and amazing you are.
"You look so sexy, babe." Jimin kissed his thigh before diving up to kiss the man's lips covered in lip gloss "this makes the waiting worth it. Thank you." Jimin had only once mentioned that he was really into lingerie.
Which had indeed led to a weird conversation where Jimin had to make clear that he was into other people in lingerie, not himself. Namjoon had been so shy about it back then. It was so cute. While Namjoon wasn't insecure in his looks, he was... maybe a little insecure when it came to the softer side of him. He clearly liked indulging in that side of himself, but because of his natural looks, people were at times a little mean about him being cute.
Jimin loved the cute side of Namjoon, the side that had a sweeter sexuality to it. Sides like this, with Namjoon in the dimmed light of their bedroom, all dressed up. The sheer socks made his already long legs seem so much longer as they easily spread to allow Jimin to find a home between them.
Tracing the straps of the bralet while kissing the living shit out of Namjoon, Jimin couldn't help it but moan, "so fucking beautiful." he cupped Namjoon's pectoral muscles through the bralet. Namjoon had been bulking up a bit lately, which had led him to have glorious, amazing pecs that Jimin definitely wanted to bury his face between.
Namjoon moaned, but he didn't move, instead just letting Jimin explore his body "is it everything you wanted?" he was biting his lip, clearly a bit hesitant.
Shaking his head, Jimin pressed a kiss to his collarbone "no, this is better, nothing I had ever imagined can even compare to this. Look at you, fuck this looks so good against your skin, makes you look both so soft and so sexy at the same time." he started kissing down Namjoon's chest, running his hands overbuild shoulders and strong arms, taking his time to take in. To really appreciate the gorgeous man in front of him, "I am glad you liked it," a light blush was settling over Namjoon's cheeks, but he didn't stop Jimin as he pushed the strappy bralet a bit to the side so he could eagerly suck at the older man nipple. Namjoon's hand found its way into Jimin's hair. Not pushing, not pulling, just having it rest there as he happily let Jimin have his way with his body.
He didn't try to hold back his little moans or happy sounds as Jimin flicked a finger over his other nipple to not leave it completely alone "I love it." he pressed a hickey to the side of Namjoon's pec. After seeing the first of the red marks bloom on Namjoon's tanned skin, Jimin was quick to decide that he wanted to see Namjoon completely covered in them. Completely covered in his marks.
"There is more." Namjoon's voice was a little strained from the pleasure. Jimin could already see how he was starting to tent the pretty panties ( and now, if that wasn't a vision, Namjoon's cock in pretty emerald silk, trying desperately to escape its prison. Fuck Namjoon was so gorgeous. How was that even allowed?)
"More?" Jimin stared at his boyfriend with big eyes. This was already his wet dream come to life. His cock was aching just looking at Namjoon. What more could there possibly be?
Namjoon had a cheeky grin on his face as he took Jimin's smaller hand in his, guiding it down Namjoon's body until it slid down the back of the panties.
First, Jimin thought that Namjoon was losing his patients and just wanted to get fucked, which definitely was something Jimin could get into. Fucking Namjoon was always a highlight of any day.
Turned out it was not what was going on. Jimin's fingers hit the now warm hilt of a plug that was settled deep inside of Namjoon. His eyes went wide. "You prepared yourself for me?" Was his breathing a little weird? Maybe it was, but Jimin felt that he could be excused, as he wasn't sure he had ever been this turned on in his life.
That was until Namjoon finished his next sentence, and Jimin's mind just went blank "before dinner. I knew it would take too long if I did it after. It already took me a while to get ready."
"All the time... during dinner?" Jimin was flabbergasted, but suddenly it made a lot of sense why Namjoon seemingly had struggled to sit still during their dinner. Instead, always moving just a little.
Namjoon was blushing, which only made him look more attractive. Jimin couldn't even find it in himself to answer. He wasn't even sure that he could get his vocal cords to work. Instead, he did the most logical thing, diving down to once again kissing the daylight out of Namjoon while he pressed a little on the plug inside of the older man.
Namjoon moaned into Jimin's mouth, the younger eagerly grinding their hips together. With one hand still pushing lightly at the plug, getting a hold of it so he could start pushing it in and out of Namjoon, getting gorgeous, amazing sounds from the other man with every push of it. With the other hand, he used it to wrap one of Namjoon's long legs around his waist, "fuck, you are too perfect." Jimin moaned against Namjoon's lips, rubbing their crotches together.
"Let me ride you." the words were so quiet and almost completely swollen up by a moan that Jimin nearly missed it.
"Yes!" Jimin was not willing to admit just how eager he was for that, as he rolled them over with ease... Maybe it was that raw strength that matter got when they wanted to defend their child, but Jimin got it for wanting to fuck his boyfriend.
Namjoon just laughed, running his hands over Jimin's shoulder in a light teasing move, while Jimin's own went back to Namjoon's thighs, running it up to roughly paw at Namjoon's ass with a happy little groan "you are so fucking hot."
The other man, honest to god, giggled, a thing that apparently Jimin was sexually attracted to "can't complain about my view either, grab the lube under the pillow, please." he rocked back on Jimin's still clothes cock.
The angle was just right so Jimin could feel the plug, even though his own underwear and Namjoon's panties. Blindly fumbling behind him to get the lube that Namjoon had statched away, Jimin couldn't take his other hand off Namjoon. He was pretty sure that he would die if he stopped touching the other man. Playing with the band on the sheer thigh highs before following the garter stocks up to the edge of the panties.
He loved Namjoon's body. Thigh muscled thighs, sprayed over his lip, a small but firm ass that fit perfectly into Jimin's hands. A small waist, never-ending legs, strong shoulders and well-defined pecs. Namjoon was just gorgeous, and Jimin was about to fuck him. Something he was eager and ready to do.
Whining a bit high in his throat, as he rocked back on Jimin's barely covered cock, Namjoon licked his lips "hurry up!"
Fumbling, Jimin finally closed his fingers around the lube bottle, getting a quick look at it, before he let go of Namjoon for just a second to push down his underwear, kicking it off, not caring where it went. Hurrying to get his hand back on Namjoon's warm skin, "strawberry, kinky."
Namjoon blushed at that, looking away "it's not like that! I just thought it would be nice, and I know you like it when we use scented lube."
"Joonie, you are wearing the prettiest set of lingerie I have ever seen, about to ride my dick, we have crossed that line long ago, and it is fine." he was about to attempt to crack open the lube bottle with one hand, refusing to let go of Namjoon's ass that he was eagerly kneading with his free hand.
Namjoon snatched the bottle from him, warming it while he rocked back against Jimin's cock that was now resting against the crack of his ass "don't say stuff like that!"
For somebody who had as many kinks and loved porn as much as Namjoon, he could get timid when talking about anything kink related. He always got so flustered when Jimin would dirty talk him during sex, which of course, only made Jimin do it more.
"How can I not when you look so sexy, all dressed up for me to worship." If Namjoon had a hand free, Jimin already knew that he would be trying to hide his face away. He would so often do that.
Instead, he seemingly just decided to distract Jimin by spreading the now warm strawberry lube all over Jimin's cock "can I ride you now?"
"Always, baby." Jimin didn't even try to hold back his soft moan at Namjoon's hand running over him. It felt so fucking good.
No longer having to use his hands for anything other than touching Namjoon, Jimin kept on hand on Namjoon's ass while he let the other slide down to pull the plug out just a little before pushing it back in again.
The moan he tore from Namjoon's throat spoke that of somebody who had been on edge for a long time "when this is done, I wanna eat you out so badly, get you all loose and pliant before I fuck you; again." Jimin was barely in control of the words leaving his mouth as he was fucking the plug in and out of Namjoon with lazy hand movements.
He was still awestruck with just how good Namjoon looked on top of him. It simply wasn't fair. How could anybody look that good? "Yes, please, now let me ride you!" Namjoon's voice was needy as he fucked himself back on the plug "pull it out, Jimin, I need your cock! I need the real thing!"
Well, if there was one thing Jimin was into more than Namjoon looking gorgeous in lingerie, it was Namjoon begging for his cock. Pulling out the plug one last time, Jimin groaned as he saw it. It had been the first toy he had gifted to Namjoon when he found out that his boyfriend was into some more submissive play.
Throwing it to the side, Jimin held his own cock up for Namjoon to easily be able to sink down on.
Both of them moaned out loud as Namjoon took all of Jimin in one fell swoop of his hips, not caring how much noise they were letting out, happy just enjoying each other "you feel so good, fills me up so well."
Jimin was speechless. Namjoon looked like a damn king sitting on his lap like it was his personal throne. The emerald lingerie looked perfect against his skin. Namjoon had only just pushed his panties to the side to give Jimin's dick access to his ass, so he could feel the drag of the silk against the side of his dick every time Namjoon lifted himself up enough before dropping down.
Namjoon's eyes fluttered close as little moans flowed from his lips as he was unable to stop them. Every time he lifted himself up and let gravity drive him down, a new moan was punched from his lips, and he loved every moment of it. Jimin couldn't keep his hands to himself.
There was so much gorgeous, barely covered tan skin that he needed to touch. Namjoon clenched around him so perfectly, it was a damn struggle for Jimin to keep his hips still. To no eagerly fuck into Namjoon's willing and waiting body. Still, he knew that Namjoon wanted to ride him, that he wanted to do this.
Running hands up and down Namjoon's body, Jimin did nothing to try and hold back his moans "Joonie, you are so hot, so fucking pretty, feels so fucking good around me," the compliments falling from his lips in easy waterfalls, Namjoon both blushing and moaning at the word.
One hand was resting on Jimin's thigh behind him, giving Jimin full access to his body while also giving himself something to support himself on as he eagerly fucked himself down on Jimin cock "fuck yes!" Namjoon's entire body was shaking as had seemingly found his own prostate. "you feel so perfect inside me... Argh, yes, right there!"
His movements became more sloppy. Wearing the plug and making out in the living room seemed to have worn out Namjoon's normally great stamina. Reaching up, Jimin flicked a nipple with a grin "just let it go, Joonie, cum all over your panties and dirty them up."
Namjoon's cock was still trapped in its silk prison. The front having a big wet spot on it. Letting his hand slide from Namjoon's thigh to instead rub at the bulge, "gonna me them up for me? Cover them in cum, cause my cock feels so good in you?" Jimin knew his boyfriend well, he knew how to strike a balance between dirty talk and praise cause Namjoon might not admit it, but that man had a damn praise kink "cause I am gonna cum soon babe, you feel so good. You always feel so good, so tight and warm around me. How are you still so tight after the plug? You are also so fucking perfect."
A full-body blush was spreading over Namjoon's body, as Jimin had expected. His movements were getting more erratic as his hand on Jimin's thigh dug its nails into the flesh of it. "Jimin! You... argh- can't say that!"
"It's the truth." Jimin put more pressure on Namjoon's dick through the panties "you are always so pretty, so gorgeous, so fucking sexy. Always feel perfect around me, cause you are perfect." he flicked Namjoon's nipple through the bralet "just let it go. Dirty up those panties for me."
That seemed to be enough, as Namjoon threw his head back, moaning loud enough that it made Jimin grin like a maniac. Finally letting himself go to eagerly start fucking up into Namjoon, meeting him on every down thrust.
That seemed to be enough for Namjoon as he, just a few moments later, came dirtying up the panties just as Jimin had teased him with. Namjoon went so fucking tight around him as his orgasm hit.
It was enough for Jimin to be unable to hold back, as he eagerly started fucking into Namjoon for a few more seconds, fucking the taller man through his orgasm, nailing his prostate which each drag, to finally cum a few seconds later, filling Namjoon up with warm cum, and without a doubt ruining his panties for good.
Both were breathing heavily as they came down from their high, Jimin still mumbling out little compliments that made Namjoon shudder a bit in his arms, as Jimin still couldn't keep his hands to himself.
Lifting himself off with shaking thighs, Namjoon half moaned and half groaned in over stimulation as he pulled himself off Jimin's dick, to instead collab next to his boyfriend "did you like it?"
Grinning at him, Jimin ran a hand up Namjoon's thigh to pull at one of the straps, before letting it smack back down against Namjoon's overheated skin "who said we were done? I am pretty sure I promised to eat you out and fuck you again."
"Oh." Namjoon looked so flushed and shy, and Jimin loved it.
"And I do love it, and you."
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