The fait smell of vanilla touches Jimin's nose, making him a scrunch his face and groan as he stretches and wakes up.
He lets out a stiff yawn, turning his body over, letting the silk sheets slide off and revealing his naked form. He smiles at Hoseok who was in front of his mirror, fully dressed and fixing his hair into place.
"Rise and shine Jimin." The doctor looks at Jimin through the mirror, smirking at his naked lover stretching his small body on his silk sheets.
"Morning hyung." Jimin replies back with a sultry morning voice. "Where are you going?" He asks as he looks out the window and sees that its still early in the morning.
Hoseok grins and goes over to the bed, leans down, and kisses Jimin on the forehead. "I have an important meeting at the Royal Hospital with King Namjoon. I'll be home late tonight." He says as he adjusts his cuffs and glances down at his watch. "I better get going, but here take this." Hoseok reaches into his pocket and takes out his wallet. In it, he takes out a black credit card and places on the side table.
"Use this to entertain yourself." He says, smiling at the elated expression on Jimin's face.
"But hyung, are you sure about this?" Jimin asks, a little hesitant that Hoseok had given him freedom to splurge on his credit card.
Hoseok gives Jimin a kiss. "I'm very sure Jimin. I said I was going to take care of you, right? So let me take care of you." Hoseok kisses Jimin again, this sliding his tongue past Jimin's lips, pushing their tongues together for a hot kiss.
Jimin moans a little, his arms wrap around the doctors neck, pulling him down on the bed and on top of him. He then breaks away, panting a little as he feel his lower body tingle. "Hoseok hyung, can you take care of this for me?" He asks, looking down at his dick that was already hard.
Hoseok pulls away with a chuckle. "Sorry Jimin, you're going to have to fix that yourself. I don't want to get dirty before my meeting." He tells him gently, but even that wasn't enough to stop Jimin from whining like a child.
"Hyung please!! It hurts so much and only you can help me with this!!" Jimin pouts. "Plus I heard morning sex is good for stress relief!" He adds with a small grin.
Hoseok sighs. Jimin has a good point, plus, he can't resist that Jibooty. "Okay, just a quickie." He tells him as he stands at the side of the bed and unzips his pants, tugging it down and pulling out his cock. "Hands and knees, slut." He commands, and Jimin doesn't hesitate to do as told, getting on his hands and knees for Hoseok.
"This will hurt a bit since I'm not prepping you." He warns, grabbing at Jimin's hips and thrusting harshly inside him.
Jimin moans loudly, his back arching as he grabs the bed sheets for support. Hoseok grabs him by the hair and pulls him upwards, with his chest touching Jimin's back.
With this new angle, he directly pounds onto Jimin's sweet spot, making Jimin moan louder and louder until he was practically screaming Hoseok's name.
"That's right Jimin, let it all out." Hoseok growls into his ear, continuing his rough pace as he slides one hand over Jimin's nipple, twisting and turning it with his fingers, earning a high pitched moan from Jimin.
His other hand travels down to Jimin's cock, taking a firm hold of it and pumping really fast. His thumb presses firmly along the slit, squeezing out beads of precum and using it as a lubricant to pump Jimin faster.
Eyes rolling back, head resting on Hoseok's shoulder, Jimin becomes a mess of short breaths and harsh gasps as Hoseok pushes him to his release.
"Yes, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me good! Fuck me!!" Jimin moans out loud as his breaths become haggard and heavy, his heat clenching around Hoseok's cock, milking it to the point where the doctor grunts and cums heavily inside Jimin.
Jimin sees starts for a moment as his stomach drops and his legs tremble, his release coming afterwards with him cuming all over Hoseok's hand.
"Mmm...feeling better Jimin?" Hoseok sweetly asks as he pulls out of Jimin and grabs a wipe from his drawer, cleaning himself off and tossing it into the small trash bin before fixing his pants again.
Jimin lays on the sheets, nodding with a lazy smile as he slowly comes down from his high. "So much better. Thank you hyung." He says, sitting up and watching Hoseok put on his shoes and grab his doctors bag. "What time are you coming back?" He ask, already feeling lonely.
"I'm coming home late. Its a lot of business I have to take care of." Hoseok says, putting on his coat. "If you need anything, call me." He says before blowing a kiss at Jimin and leaving the room.
As soon as the front door closes, Jimin gets out of bed and heads into the shower. After ten minuets of showering and getting dressed, he grabs Hoseok's card and stares at it. "Anything I want.." he mutters, a mischievous smile pokes at his lips as he grabs the house keys and leaves.
••••• hours later •••••
Jimin had the time of his life shopping. He bought himself a lot of nice clothes, some sexy lingerie, and even a pair of leather gloves for Hoseok. For some reason seeing Hoseok in leather gloves just turns Jimin on.
Currently he's sitting at a café, his bags resting at his feet as he scrolls through his phone. He barely uses it, but with the free time he has, he decides to make use of it and search his contacts, well, the only two numbers being Hoseok's and Jungkook's.
Jungkook.
Jimin frowns when he stares at Jungkook's number, next to it the word BLOCKED was labeled.
"Strange...why is his number blocked?" He asks himself as he unblocks it and stares at the number. Butterflies mingle in his stomach, its been a while since he's talked to Jungkook, but then again, the last time they talked, he was upset with Jungkook leaving.
"I doubt he'll answer." Jimin mutters as he presses Jungkook's number and waits.
It rings and rings, but nothing.
Jimin sighs. Of course Jungkook won't answer him, he's a prince who has better things to do than to talk to a mundane person like Jimin.
Jimin is about to hang up when he hears a low voice on the other line.
"Jimin hyung?"
With his heart lurching into his throat, Jimin puts the phone against his ear. "Jungkook...how are you?" He asks.
There is a pause, then an awkward silence. "I'm alright." Jungkook finally answers, but the tone of his voice was still very low, as if he was trying to keep quiet. "I tried calling you, why did you block me?"
Jimin wants to throw up. He never blocked Jungkook, he doesn't remember doing it. His phone couldn't have done it on its own, which leaves Jimin with a suspicion that it was Hoseok.
"I'm sorry, my phone accidentally blocked you. I was wondering why you didn't call me either, and that was the reason." He lies through his teeth, guilt stabbing him in the gut.
Jungkook sighs. "Well...I thought it was because you were mad at me for leaving."
Jimin's heart clenches, making him bite his lip with guilt. "I wasn't mad...I was just sad that you had to go." Jimin closes his eyes, breathing deeply through his nose. "I really wanted to go with you." He confesses.
"I wanted you to come with me." Jungkook replies. "But I couldn't. The sex slave laws are still in effect out here and I don't want you going back into that life."
Jimin swoons at the prince's kindness. "That's what Hoseok said to me too." He mutters.
"Speaking of, how is Seoul? Is Hoseok hyung treating you right?"
A deep blush creeps over Jimin's skin as he thinks about what happened in the morning. "Seoul is amazing! And Hoseok is taking good care of me. He spoils me and makes me feel good." His blush deepens even more, making his toes curl. "He's changed a lot for me."
Jungkook doesn't say a word, which makes Jimin nervous, but then a low sigh is heard, followed by a light chuckle. "I'm glad he's taking care of you." He pauses again, in the background Jimin hears a woman's voice, but its muffled. "Jimin, I have to go. But lets keep in touch."
"Okay, I'll add you on social media." Jimin says, smiling widely, his heart racing inside his chest.
"Good, but Jimin, don't tell Hoseok you and I are talking."
"Why? Don't you want to talk to him too?"
"No...just for now, lets keep this between you and I. I'll text you incase the doctor is around you." Jungkook informs.
Jimin bites his lip harder, feeling weird for not telling Hoseok about Jungkook. But then again, Hoseok gave him a hard time for wanting to leave with the prince, and he wasn't in the mood to deal with an angry Jung Hoseok.
"Okay, I'll text you too." He says, breathing softly into the phone.
"Jimin...I miss you." Jungkook tells him in a soft, almost whimper like whisper. "I miss you so much hyung."
Jimin closes his eyes, holding back the tightness in his throat as he swallows deeply, feeling his heart about to burst. His feelings becoming a mess as he squirms in his seat.
"I miss you too, Jungkook."