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Quiet hotel rooms are nice.
No nosy room mates, no singing in the shower to ignore. Just peace and quiet.
Peace and quiet and the soft whimpering of a very good baby boy.
Jimin smirked from where he sat in his computer chair, admiring his own handy work. Yoongi always wanted to act like tough shit, but Jimin knew better. All it took was a hand in Yoongi's hair, so soft and coaxing and a soft little purr, calling him honey boy. Thats all it ever took to break those walls down, at least for Jimin that's all it took, but he was always special. It was so easy to get Yoongi in his lap, soft and pliable and eager to please, and from there it was nothing at all to get him whimpering and squirming.
A pair of cute panties and knee socks, and a set of cuffs got him dressed up all pretty, but it was the the bullet vibrator strapped to the tip of his cock that really had him whining. He was so cute, on his back, rolling his hips up against nothing, left to the mercy of the vibrator and Jimin's kindness.
“Are you going to be a good boy Honey?” Jimin crooned from his chair, his eyes raking over Yoongi's body, all tied up, like a christmas gift.
"Yes! Jiminie please.." He whimpered, the cute pout of his lips making Jimin giggle softly.
"Jiminie? Thats not my name is it honey?" Jimin tsked softly, standing to hover over Yoongi, his finger tips falling to ghost over Yoongi's skin. He couldn't help the way his stomach burned to see Yoongi shiver at his touch. It was gorgeous.
"Daddy please..." Yoongi sighed softly, his hips rocking desperately. He looked up at Jimin, brown eyes pleading and glassy, he was so lost to it already, and this was light compared to what they usually got up to together. It seemed the stress of traveling and touring had been weighing on him more than usual, and in his habit of closing off his emotions, Jimin had missed just how much he needed this.
"Baby boy... Of course," Jimin murmured, his brows lowering as his eyes turned soft and almost worried. "Tell me what you want."
"I wanna cum daddy... I wanna feel you." Yoongi's voice was soft and pleading, it damn near broke Jimin's heart, how could he deny a baby boy so sweet?
He took a moment to strip his shirt over his head, tossing it aside before popping the button on his jeans. The way Yoongi watched his hands made him moan softly in his chest, so attentive, and ready to please. He smirked softly as he fished his half hard cock from his pants, stroking it gently over Yoongi's face, giggling at the way his deep brown eyes followed the action.
"Do you want it baby?" He hummed, only to be met with an eager nod from the squirming, whining boy beneath him. He gave a smile and took a spot on the bed, kicking his pants entirely off before gently pulling Yoongi into his lap. He pressed kisses to his shoulders, to distract from his hands, carefully unstrapping the bullet from the head of his cock.
The sound Yoongi made had Jimin going from half hard to hard as a rock and ready to go in no time.
With out the added stimulation Yoongi found himself more clear headed. He settled into Jimin's lap sighing softly at the kisses to his shoulders, tilting his head back to give Jimin access to his throat. He felt just how hard Jimin was and it only made him want even more. He rolled his hips softly, grinding down against his boyfriend like a tease as he whimpered softly. "Daddy please fuck me? I can feel how hard you are and I want to make you feel good too." He cooed softly, hoping that playing to Jimin's needs would get him what he wanted.
"No no baby boy, let me worry about you okay?" Jimin murmured against his skin, parting his lips from Yoongi's shoulder to look up at him. "Just relax." he urged.
A bit of adjusting and reaching, and he had snagged the tube of lube he'd dropped into the bed side drawer after his shower the night before. He kissed Yoongi hard, his lips and tongue tangling with the elder's as he laid him back, settling on his knees between his boyfriend's pale thighs. He rolled the bottle between his palms to heat up the thick liquid before pouring a bit across his fingers, using his clean hand to work Yoongi's panties down, peppering kisses across his chest.
He poked a slick finger at Yoongi's enterance, humming softly when it slid in with ease, his body already soft and pliable for him. Yoongi's hips rolled down against the digit, the sweetest sound pouring from his lips.
"More please." he damn near begged, and Jimin had to fight to control himself. It wasn't fair, Yoongi was too delicious like this.
"Be patient Honey. I don't want to hurt you." Jimin murmured littering more kisses across his neck and chest as he slipped another finger in. Yoongi moaned, his body arching up into the feeling, so desperate and ready for more. Jimin couldn't wait and he knew Yoongi could handle it, so he carefully pulled his fingers from Yoongi's body, giggling at the way he whimpered as he slicked his cock.
He pet his clean hand through Yoongi's hair, pressing a sweet and gentle kiss to his lips as he lined himself up, pressing in slowly. Yoongi's body was so warm and welcoming he couldn't help but moan, but it was nothing compared to the deep, tortured sound of pleasure that spilled from his boyfriends lips. It was like a dream, so sweet and perfect and he wanted nothing more than to live in that moment, but he couldn't just keep them both waiting around on the edge like this.
"I love you baby boy." He cooed as he slowly started to thrust, his hips sliding against Yoongis, soft socked calves wrapping around his waist as yoongi got more and more desperate, begging for more.
"Please daddy please... deeper!" he whined rolling his body into each shallow thrust. "I love you, please more!" he begged.
He couldn't deny him, he needed it just as bad. He grunted softly, driving his weight into Yoongi harder, pressing deeper, his hands sliding up Yoongi's chest, fingers sliding around his throat.
WIth that simpe action Yoongi went from a whining, needy boy to a focused and dedicated slut. His eyes locked with Jimin's for just a moment before slipping closed as Jimin's cock brushed against his prostate. It was bliss.
"Come on baby boy, you're so good." Jimin moaned as he continued to drive into his boyfriend.
Yoongi wasn't too open with his feelings, he didn't like feeling vulnerable, but in the moment like this those little affirmations meant the world. Tears pricked at his eyes and he just nodded, his mouth half open, his eyes closed tight as he let himself be lost to the sensation. They didn't need to speak when they were lost to each other like this, the only sound between them, the sound of skin on skin each time Jimin's hips collided with Yoongi's.
They continued on, lost to the world, time seeming to disappear around them, until Jimin's cock slammed against Yoongi's prostate on a particularly well aimed thrust, and his body nearly came off the bed. They both knew it was almost over, both their bodies strung tight and electrified. The air seemed to crackle between them like lightning about to strike, both wanting the other to hit their peak first, and losing the race.
"Daddy I'm gonna c-cum.." Yoongi choked out between moans, his cheeks pink and glowing.
"Do it baby, be a good boy." Jimin purred, tracing his fingers teasingly up the underside of Yoongi's cock.
That was it. That was all it took to have Yoongi arching hard off the bed, his mouth open in a soft, silent 'O' as he shuddered, cum splattering across his chest as the waves of orgasm crashed down on him like a tsunami.
It was beautiful, like watching angels decend from the clouds, and Jimin knew he wouldn't last. He bit his lip, trying desperately to fuck Yoongi through his bliss, but he couldn't last. He thrust in deep and hard, driving home as he flooded his boyfriend with warmth, his face buried in Yoongi's shoulder as he whined through his own peak.
They collapsed into a heap of clammy skin and heavy breaths, Jimin instinctively wrapping his arms around Yoongi, holding him tight as he whispered words of love. As the glow settled in, he knew if they stayed like that they would both be a sticky miserable mess in the morning, so to his own dismay, he peeled himself away from yoongi, quickly disappearing into the bathroom for a rag to clean them both up with.
When he returned Yoongi had buried his face in a pillow, but remained pliable as Jimin set to work wiping his body down. It wasn't until he climbed back into bed, pulling Yoongi against his chest that he felt the tremor in his body, hearing him sniffle softly. He was crying.
He pet a gentle hand through his hair and rocked him softly, kissing his lips gently as he cooed.
"Hush little baby, it's okay. I'm always here, and I love you so much. You're not alone. never alone."