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“Fuck!”
Yoongi groans, pulling his car on a stop. Bumper to bumper traffic always knows how to piss him off. Jimin felt bad but at the same time attracted to his boyfriend. The way Yoongi’s brows furrow, his gaze turning cold as he stares at the cars and their blinding red lights.
Biting his lip and brushing his hair back out of frustration, Yoongi rests his right hand on top of Jimin’s thighs, brushing his thumb along his soft skin, easing some of the tension that Yoongi’s feeling but Jimin’s feeling the exact opposite,
Yoongi’s hand looks the best when they’re placed on Jimin. He adjusted himself on his seat, turning on his side to watch Yoongi, his cheeks pressed against the pristine white leather seat of Yoongi’s sedan. Yoongi placed both of his hands on the back of his head, leaning back to let himself relax. Just in time, Yoongi looks at his right, meeting Jimin right in the eye
Jimin’s just lost in Yoongi, everything about him really. Yoongi chuckles and Jimin didn’t even realize, still lost in his thoughts
Yoongi brings his index finger and softly taps Jimin’s chin, “Hey,”
Jimin’s instantly brought back into his senses, blinking his thoughts away, “Yeah?”
“Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” Yoongi teased him, laughing after witnessing his boyfriend looking at him with hearts all over his eyes,
Jimin just playfully rolls his eyes, sitting properly this time. Body facing the front, red lights all over painting this red hue in their faces. Great, it just adds up to the mood , Jimin thought, this isn’t helping.
Jimin bit his lip, fiddling with his fingers to keep himself preoccupied. This traffic is out of this world,
“I’m so tired,” Yoongi yawns, stretching his arms up then placing his right hand around Jimin’s shoulder while his left hand rests on the window on his left, prompting his arm to use it as support. It was Yoongi’s turn to look at Jimin, who’s looking straight ahead, looking bored and sleepy as well.
They’re still 30 minutes away, on a normal day meaning no traffic included, but since today’s not one of those days, Yoongi’s sure that the 30-minute drive will probably double or triple up at this point.
Yoongi combed his fingers along the back of Jimin’s hair, his hair is getting longer now and it looks good on him. Soft strands tickling Yoongi’s palm, he somewhat felt calm doing this. He felt Jimin relaxing under his action too, leaning back to his hand. It’s a sight, Jimin’s lips look plumper at this view, accentuating his sharp jawline, his cheeks that Yoongi can't resist looks even cuter.
Soft r&b playing in the background, he doesn’t even know what song is playing nor does he even care at this point. There’s only two things occupying Yoongi’s head, to go home and finally relax together with his boyfriend.
Jimin decided to stay the night, figuring out that there’s no point in coming back home to his apartment now considering how late it already is, all caused by the bumper to bumper traffic that felt like it won’t ever end at this point.
Yoongi withdraws his hands back as he sees the car in front of them move. Yoongi placed his hand on the handbrake, letting it go and advancing his car for a bit until they’re back at a stop once again. He pouts, his eyebrows knitted together at how impatient he’s getting
Jimin laughs, pulling his seatbelt a bit before he completely leaned over Yoongi and placed a kiss on the elder’s cheeks, Yoongi was surprised at the sudden action. Leaving him stucked, Jimin giggles even more.
Before Jimin could go back to his seat, Yoongi cupped his face using his hand and pulled Jimin into a kiss. Jimin’s eyes widened, looking at Yoongi’s whose eyes are half lidded and in a trance. He felt himself preening under the touch, knees weakening even. God he’s so in love with his boyfriend that even just the simplest of things, he’s captivated.
But the kiss even deepened, Yoongi moving closer and Jimin had to place both his hands on top of his shoulders to stop him, reminding him that they’re still technically on the road and that they have to be attentive and cautious in case the traffic will subside
Yoongi laughs at the kiss, pulling himself back to look at his boyfriend, chuckling knowing that Jimin’s probably panicking over this, “Relax, baby,”
Jimin blushed even more, burrowing his face into Yoongi’s neck to hide himself, also because this is all that he ever wants to do but this traffic has other plans for them.
Yoongi smelled good, Jimin closed his eyes as he nuzzled his nose on the sensitive spot. He hears Yoongi hum, Jimin continues doing so. Tip of his nose tickling Yoongi’s sensitive spot
Yoongi placed his hand on Jimin’s left thigh, gripping it the more Jimin teases him, “ Jimin-ah ,”
“Let’s go home,” Jimin whines, he finally stopped and maintained the position that he’s in,
“We just have to wait a little bit more, yeah?” Yoongi tells him,
Jimin knows how tiring it is to drive, more so that there’s this unending traffic. It’s a disaster, especially when all you ever want is to just end the day with your body against the soft cushions and cloud like pillows and with your boyfriend’s body pressed against yours of course,
“I’m so bored,” Jimin argues,
Yoongi looks at him, “You can sleep if you want, I’ll wake you up once we arrive back at my place,”
That’s even more boring
“Well do you have something else in mind?” Yoongi asks him
Oh, I just said that out loud?
“Jimin,” Yoongi says, catching his attention for the nth time
Maybe he’s really that tired now, considering how late he stayed up last night to finish some of his pending work so he could spend the weekend without any work related things occupying his mind. He doesn’t want to spend his time with Yoongi with a pile of papers waiting for him to get back to working. He wants his mind to be clear, just full of Yoongi if you will. He prefers it that way.
Jimin tends to just throw himself whenever he laughs too much, he’s tired- anything really. It’s a mannerism at this point, he just lays there while he giggles, anything. And Yoongi’s used to this, his arms always there to catch Jimin. He just lets Jimin lean on him.
So when Jimin decided to whine and lay his head on Yoongi’s lap, they both were surprised because of something. Jimin threw himself straight onto Yoongi, face falling into his lap, probably a bit closer to his crotch area since they’re in a cramped space and the steering wheel occupies almost half of Yoongi’s thighs,
Yoongi jumped while Jimin’s eyes widened. He blushed but thankfully, the red hues from the red lights hindered it to be shown. Jimin slowly got up, slowly turning his head to face Yoongi, “Hyung,”
“Ah- shit -” Yoongi stutters, Jimin thinks it’s cute. He’s probably blushing too, Jimin thinks. Even cuter.
“Need help?” Jimin teases him while Yoongi tries his best to escape the situation, not meeting Jimin’s eyes, “Look at me,” Jimin laughs at him,
“It’s fine, really-”
“You sure?” Jimin asks him again,
Yoongi wants to scream, he wants Jimin to help him but-
But then what’s stopping him from saying yes?
Well there are two things: 1, that they’re on the road, Jimin could go down on him but what if he has to drive, it’ll be uncomfortable and it might not be safe for the both of them. 2, what if somebody sees them?
Well in those two things, there are also two answers waiting for him. 1, they can take a sharp turn at their right, an empty parking space awaiting them. 2, his windows are tinted, specifically 5%, and it’s dark outside, not like they would get caught that easily,
Yet Yoongi shakes his head, what was he even thinking
Jimin unbuckles his seatbelt, moving close to bring his face closer to Yoongi’s. Purposely brushing the tip of his nose at Yoongi’s neck, back at his favorite spot. He hears Yoongi click his tongue, the sound of the car’s handbrake being released, the next thing that Jimin knows is that they’re moving forward, finally
But that didn’t stop him
He released a breathy laugh, bringing his fingers up to trace Yoongi’s face. Mostly drawing little patterns along Yoongi’s cheeks.
“Jimin,”
Jimin opened his mouth, diving straight into Yoongi’s sweet spot. Placing wet kisses on Yoongi’s neck, dragging his tongue along the sensitive spot. The car stopped again, Jimin opened his eyes and checked to see what’s going on, back at a red light once more. He watches as Yoongi pulls the handbrake again,
Jimin moved his lips from Yoongi’s neck to his jawline, kissing along the part until his lips were at a proximal distance with Yoongi’s ear. Jimin thought of something. He place delicate kisses on Yoongi’s ear, he’s sure that Yoongi could hear and feel his hot breaths this way
Yoongi places his hand on top of Jimin's thighs, making the younger smile. Jimin felt Yoongi’s hand going up, fingers dancing on the inside of his thighs. Jimin pulled Yoongi closer, turning his head so he would face the younger.
Jimin brought their lips together, humming as soon as he felt Yoongi’s lips against his. Sharing another deep kiss, hands roaming around each other tracing patterns leaving love notes all over. Yoongi moved from Jimin’s lips to his neck, giving the younger a taste of his own medicine.
He felt Yoongi’s lips nibbling along his sensitive spot, tugging and pulling it softly, riling up the other. Jimin whines, shoulders going up, head leaning over at the tickling sensation withholding Yoongi from kissing the sweet spot. Yoongi grabbed a fistful of Jimin’s hair, tugging his head backwards not hard but strong enough so he could devour Jimin’s soft spot even more.
Jimin followed him, going pliant as he leaned back, both hands holding onto Yoongi’s shoulders for support. Ragged breathing echoing around the small space. He stared at the headliner of Yoongi’s car,
“Now you know how it feels,” Yoongi whispered, lips tracing along the porcelain skin, “Feels good but you can’t do anything you want to about it,”
“But what’s stopping you from doing what you want?” Jimin asked him back, turning his head to look at Yoongi in the eyes,
Yoongi just gave him a chuckle, low voice sending shivers down Jimin’s body. The rasp of his voice in perfect combination with his languid eyes and jet black hair pushed back. Jimin swore he could get off just by sight,
Yoongi went back into his original position, adjusting himself on his seat. Hands back at the steering wheel, fingers tapping along the wheel.
“You didn’t answer me,” Jimin pouts,
Yoongi laughs again, making Jimin go haywire at the sound. His heart beating even faster, breathing still ragged. Yoongi turned his head to look at his boyfriend, he brought his right hand to his lip, his fingers toying with his lower lip. He looked at Jimin’s eyes before he adjusted his gaze, checking Jimin out staring at his eyes, down to his lips, chest, and thighs.
“I can’t fuck you with a space this cramp,” Yoongi effortlessly says, “That’s what stopping me,”
Jimin’s eyes widened at a millisecond, impressed at Yoongi’s answer.
“You can fuck my mouth,”
“What?” Yoongi laughs at him, as if he just told him a joke
“What?” Jimin asked him back, innocently as if he didn’t just suggest something so vulgar to his boyfriend. Yoongi’s still taken back a bit, chuckling at what Jimin just told him.
“You’re joking,”
“I’m not,”
“Really?”
“Yeah?”
It was silent for a few seconds and Jimin hates it,
He’s growing impatient, so he decided to take things on his own,
“Please, hyung,”
Like a magic word, Yoongi turned his head so fast that Jimin was surprised that he didn’t get a whiplash. Jimin knows what this is doing to Yoongi,
“You know me so well,” Yoongi tells him,
Jimin flashes him a smirk, unbuckling his belt, fingers moving fast considering how they’re unsure of what’s going to happen next while they’re still on the road. However, this adds up to the pleasure even more.
Jimin bit his lip as Yoongi lifted his hips up just enough so he could bring his pants down. His black boxers came into view, Jimin could see his hard length straining the fabric. Always so big, Jimin thought, he smiled at the sight,
He didn’t hesitate to lower his head down, parting his lips open, tracing Yoongi’s clothed cock along his parted mouth, his tongue leaving a trail of damp spot and sending a few kitten kisses on Yoongi’s hard length.
“Fuck,” Yoongi mutters under his breath, hanging his head low. His knuckles turning white by how hard he’s gripping the steering wheel over the pleasure, over how good it feels to have Jimin’s mouth on him,
Jimin smirked, playing with Yoongi even more. He hums, sending vibrations to Yoongi’s length, making the elder cry at the feeling.
“Jimin,” Yoongi managed to say out loud, looking up to check if there is any progress about the bumper to bumper traffic. This is probably the first time he’s glad and thankful that there’s traffic, because there’s no way is he going to forgive the universe if the traffic will magically subside now that they’re finally having fun and enjoying this,
Yoongi brings his eyes back on his boyfriend, Jimin’s fingers find their way to the hem of his boxers. His delicate fingers grazed the soft porcelain skin, making the elder shiver at the feeling. Jimin just loves to make his fingers dance along Yoongi’s skin, he knows how this drives him insane every time.
If Yoongi could drive him to different places then Jimin would drive him wild
Jimin brings his underwear down making Yoongi hiss as his hard length sprung free, cold air hitting his sensitive part. Jimin’s mouth watered at the sight, no matter how many times he’s seen it, wrap his lips around it, have it inside him, he still can’t seem to get used to it. He gets giddy and excited every time.
Jimin wrapped his small hand around Yoongi’s length, spitting just enough saliva to wet his hand and Yoongi’s cock, and make the slide much easier and feel good. Jimin didn’t hesitate pumping his hands up and down on Yoongi’s hard cock, the lewd wet sound filling the cramped space.
Yoongi looked like he would cry at the pleasure, whimpering every now and then under Jimin’s hold. Hands still gripping the steering wheel hard, calloused fingers wrapped around the pristine leather.
Beads of precum at the tip, Jimin pursed his lips and brought his lips closer to it, painting his lips with the clear white color. His eyes fluttering close as he placed soft kitten kisses around the tip of Yoongi's cock, he smiled as he felt it twitch under his hold. Yoongi huffed as he felt Jimin’s hot breaths on his length, his boyfriend teasing him even more.
Jimin’s hand was still wrapped around Yoongi’s cock, he lowered his face even more as he open his mouth and bring his tongue a bit out, licking along the back of Yoongi’s hard length starting from the bottom up to the top, other hand massaging his balls sending Yoongi in a frenzy, almost close to seeing stars even
Yoongi’s out by this point, whimpering under Jimin’s hold. The younger feeling proud every time. Jimin’s face was so close to it, he flashed Yoongi a smile before he parted his mouth open and took him in. Yoongi closed his eyes at the sensation, so good , Yoongi thought.
Jimin lowers his head even more, taking more of Yoongi in. He hummed, sending vibrations to Yoongi’s whole body by doing so. Jimin’s wet lips feel good around Yoongi’s length, making the elder go haywire at the feeling.
As soon as the tip of Yoongi’s cock meets the back of Jimin’s throat, they both emit a moan. Tight and wet feeling surrounding Yoongi making the elder curl his toes at the sensation. Tears started to form at the corner of Jimin’s eyes but he liked it, opening his mouth even wider to accommodate more of Yoongi in,
Jimin’s nose meets Yoongi’s hip, a few hairs tickling him. He looks up at Yoongi, giving him that look. Brows furrowed, eyes begging for more.
Yoongi cupped Jimin’s face, his thumb caressing his cheeks. He gave Jimin a smirk before the younger felt and saw the shift in his gaze, Jimin shivered in excitement. The hand that was caressing his cheeks found its way into the back of his head and grip his hair hard, Yoongi pushed him down his hard length further deeper.
Jimin was taken back to the action, opening his mouth even more as soon as Yoongi started to thrust up into his mouth. Lewd wet sound of Yoongi’s cock going in and out of Jimin’s mouth fills their ears, the atmosphere filled with sex all over. It doesn’t even feel like the ac is on, sweat building up on Yoongi’s forehead over how riled up and how fast his thrusts are,
Yoongi sets up a fast pace, and he knows that Jimin likes it. His left hand still rests on the steering wheel while the other is gripping Jimin’s hair. He could hear choking sounds from Jimin, making him smirk.
“You feel so good,” Yoongi praised him, Jimin hums, “My good boy,”
Jimin preens at the praise, feeling himself twitch and whine. Yoongi slowed down, moving maddeningly slowly in and out, feeling the walls of Jimin’s mouth, feeling marvelous along his length, the velvet feeling covering him.
Yoongi completely stopped, tugging Jimin’s hair. He felt himself twitch over seeing Jimin with his plump lips wrapped around his cock as he tilted him over to catch a glance and give the younger a bit of time to catch his breath. Jimin looks so fucked out, his hair all over the place, lips as red and plump as ever, tears flowing down his cheeks.
“Shit,” Yoongi hissed, feeling Jimin’s tongue toying with him, “So good, baby,”
Jimin looks up at him, batting his lashes at the elder. Brows furrowing, eyes so innocently looking, Yoongi was at the edge at his boyfriend’s beauty. He cupped Jimin’s face as he peppered Yoongi’s cock with wet kisses all over, plump lips against the swollen red tip.
Yoongi leaned his head back at the feeling, fingers finding its way back into Jimin’s hair, digits tangled along the strands.
Jimin is enjoying this, how he has his boyfriend wrapped around him, literally . Jimin parts his mouth open, lowering his head once again at Yoongi’s cock, hollowing his cheeks even more.
Jimin adjusts himself in a more comfortable position despite the place that they’re in, kneeling on his seat, with the other hand planted on Yoongi’s thigh while the other hand is holding Yoongi’s. Their fingers tangled along each other, Yoongi giving it a few light squeeze every time Jimin took him whole, tip of his nose meeting Yoongi’s pelvis.
The feeling is marvelous, also the sounds of choking mixed with staccato moans fills the space. Yoongi choked out a moan as Jimin decided to pick up his pace, he couldn’t stop himself from thrusting up, timing it as soon as Jimin went completely down on him.
Yoongi’s moans and cries are music to Jimin’s ears, every time he hears him emit such a sound just boosts his confidence even more. He likes how his boyfriend isn’t afraid to let him know how good he’s making him feel.
“I’m close,” Yoongi muttered, hushed voice trailed with raspiness. Jimin knows he is, by the way his thrusts became sloppy, his cock twitching multiple times around his mouth, his moans echoing the cramped space so all over the place, the way his grip on Jimin’s hair tightens even more, his hips pistoning up the tip of his cock brushing along the back of Jimin’s throat.
Jimin relaxed his jaw even more, opening his mouth wider. The action burning his cheeks, tears flowing down his face but none of it matters right now,
“Jimin,”
He hollowed his cheeks, humming along Yoongi’s cock, the sensation driving the elder insane. Jimin wrapped his tongue along the back of Yoongi’s length, batting his lashes at Yoongi pretending to look innocent and clueless as if he’s not doing such a thing to his boyfriend.
“Jimin!”
Jimin felt Yoongi pull him off him but he didn’t let him. Instead, Jimin grabbed a hold of both Yoongi’s hands, fingers intertwined with each other. Yoongi cried out a moan before he piston his hips up for the last time before Jimin felt hot spurts of liquid along the back of his throat, he flashed Yoongi a smirk before swallowing his load down,
Jimin pulled out way too soon, and it turns out Yoongi wasn’t completely done at all. Releasing Yoongi from his mouth when he wasn’t done coming yet, Jimin jumped a little when he felt Yoongi paint his lips white.
“God,” Yoongi groans, feeling hot all over again at the sight of Jimin’s lips and cheeks painted with his seed all over. Jimin giggled, eyes closing as he scrunched his nose adorably at his boyfriend. Yoongi laughs, grabbing a tissue before carefully wiping his mark off Jimin softly.
Calloused fingers moving across the soft skin of Jimin’s cheeks, he couldn’t stop himself from giggling.
“What’s so funny?” Yoongi asks Jimin, tossing the used tissue on his side as he pulled his underwear and pants up. He’ll clean it tomorrow morning, right now he doesn’t even give a single fuck about his car. If Jimin could hear what he just said, the younger would be surprised and would tease him by asking where’s my yoongi.
“Hmm nothing,” Jimin humms, leaning closer against Yoongi’s hold
Yoongi pulls him up, Jimin goes pliant under his hold. They share a quick kiss, Yoongi tastes himself on Jimin’s lips as the younger hums,
However, their shared kiss was abruptly stopped when they heard the car behind them honk aggressively. The two jumped at the sudden sound, and the lights turned green already but they’re still here.
“Oh shit,” Yoongi said, laughing as he jumped back into driving. Pulling the handbrake as he place his foot on the gas,
Jimin quickly jumped back into his seat, still laughing as he buckled his seatbelt.
The car behind them seemed to be pissed about what just happened, driving at the same speed as Yoongi before they lowered down the window of their car, Yoongi looked to his left to catch a glimpse of the driver. He saw that the man was pissed, he was probably around his 40’s, looks like he just got out from work and was stuck in the traffic as well by the looks of it. His tie loosened, the collar of his button up crumpled all over the place.
Yoongi took a quick glance to his left, seeing that the elder was probably saying something. He lowered his window too,
“What the fuck is wrong with you!” The man screams at him,
Yoongi laughs, cold wind brushing along his hair, Jimin bit his lip, Yoongi looks even beautiful like this, “Dude, why are you so worked up, get your dick sucked or something,”
“You get your dick suck, you little fuck,” The man screams at him,
“Guess what, old man,” Yoongi started, “I just did,” He shut him off by rolling his windows up and changing his gear, pressing on the gas harder. Zooming along the empty highway now, Jimin threw his head back from laughing, Yoongi’s laughing too.
“You did not just say that,” Jimin tells his boyfriend,
“What? I’m just telling him the truth,” Yoongi laughs,
“ God ,” Jimin sighed, cheeks hurting from all the laughter and smiles, “I love you,”