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Details: so I am dedicating this to a friend who wanted a one-shot, so here I am making it for here 😊 It’s pretty short, sorry!

Chapter details: fluffy and smutty, first time, second-hand embarrassment.

Word Count: 1,965

Enjoy!!

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Jimin and Yoongi have been dating for about four months, and it has been such a great relationship, it was filled with kisses and care and smiles and laughter. But, there has been a slight bump that has been bothering Jimin for a while now. They haven’t even been closed to having sex. Yoongi is usually a upfront person and confident. Maybe its because he isn’t sure about his size? There’s no way that’s the truth, Jimin sat on his lap before and he knows his boyfriend has a package.

The farthest they’ve done was making out, fully clothed while Jimin was sitting on the elder’s lap. Jimin didn’t know what to say to his boyfriend, he didn’t want to pressure his boyfriend into something this huge into the relationship. Maybe it was Jimin that wasn’t good for Yoongi? Nope, that’s not it either. Maybe he should invite him over and ask him and have a 1-on-1 talk.

Four hours later, the couple is laid together in the bed, watching “Real” the movie with f(x)’s ex member, Sulli. Jimin purposely picked it because he knew there was a nude scene and he wanted to bring some tensions. Yoongi laid on his back, his top resting against the wooden headboard, one hand resting a hand on Jimin’s back as Jimin laid to the side of him, his head on his chest and another on his stomach. Jimin started rubbing his boyfriend’s flat stomach as the scene unfolded (and undressed) in front of them. The mood was perfect in the room. The curtains were closed, they were alone in the house and it was dark and they are both two healthy, well-fit and fed, growing Korean men. Why shouldn’t they just do it now?

Jimin glanced up to see Yoongi’s face twisted in curiosity and need. Jimin liked it a lot. Yoongi looked at his boyfriend and gave a shy grin and looked at the screen. Now Jimin did not like that reaction. If Jimin wants something to happen, it looks like he’ll have to make it happen. Jimin exclaimed a sound of annoyance and rolled on top of his hyung and straddled him, pouting down at the older man and grabbed his face, bringing it closer to his and kissed him with a rush.

Yoongi sat there for a second before grabbing the other’s waist and kissed back. Yoongi never got tired of kissing his boyfriend. He loved how his boyfriend always wanted it to be sweet and gentle with each peck and kiss. There were days where Jimin did have enough of the fluff and the hormones were taken over. And today just so happens to be one of those days. Jimin grabbed the back of Yoongi’s neck, pushing him against him as him and Yoongi swiping tongues against each other, Jimin’s plumped and firm ass on top of his Yoongi’s lap. Jimin felt a bump and smirked against his boyfriend’s lips and moved his ass experimentally, just to get a little rise out of him. Now, this isn’t Jimin’s first rodeo. He knows the ropes of the situation. He’s had a couple boyfriends before Yoongi, two actually. He had his heart first broken by an asshole named Jeon Jungkook. The motherfucker never called him back after they had sex the first time, two months after being together. The other was a man named Kim Taehyung. Kim Taehyung was a precious thing and they sure knew how to be a little crazy. But we aren’t going to get into that..

Yoongi gasped and started panicking, his eyes immediately opened wide, staring back at the little vixen that was perched on top of him. Jimin had his eyes down on him, his lips parted slightly as they stared back at him, his eyes blown out wide. Yoongi let out small, questionable, yet satisfying noises that let Jimin knew he was enjoying it. Yoongi didn’t know what to do now, he felt weird leaving his hands on his waist and moved them, putting them to sides and he looked away, moving his eyes anywhere but him. The wall looked a lot more interesting now. “a-ah babe...Jimin baby” Yoongi awkwardly muttered as his boyfriend moved on his lap, on his member, pushing his boyfriend of his lap and him trying his best to ignore that shocked look his lover gave him. Yoongi isn’t going to lie and say he didn’t like it but what is he going to tell his boyfriend that this is the first time he ever got that pleasurable feeling from someone that isn’t himself? The infamous bad boy, the confident little cocky man has never had his dick sucked by anyone. He never had sex before. It isn’t that he couldn’t get his dick sucked, it’s just awkward and uncomfortable being completely naked and vulnerable in front of someone. He wants to experience it, he dreams about sharing his first time with his boyfriend all the time, but how? Jimin looked at his boyfriend, blushing in embarrassment and sat up on his knees, “What’s wrong, Minnie?” He asked, rubbing his boyfriend’s shoulder and he felt it tense under his hold. Jimin kind of liked seeing his boyfriend nervous around him. “It isn’t anything important, nevermind that, love.” Yoongi said hurriedly and sat up more, clearing his throat and dried off his clammy, sweaty hands on the bedsheets. “You sure?” Jimin replied, almost looked like he was scheming and got back on his boyfriend’s lap and rubbed his chest slowly. He was getting horny, and very fast. Yoongi looked how with his black hair flopped against his forehead with his piercing brown eyes and perfect set of pouty lips. Don’t get started on his boyfriend’s vieny, long, slender pale hands. Yoongi gawked at him in desperation “Please don’t tempt me” his eyes and mind screamed at the young sinner on his lap. “Baby, um, I got to, I have to-“ “Just say it, Yoongi” Jimin said, cupping his cheeks, licking his lips. “I’m a virgin…I never had sex or done anything remotely sexual before…” He said, stammering over his words as his boyfriend continued to caress his upper body. Jimin giggled as he wrapped his arms around his neck, and looked at his boyfriend with a unknown look in his eyes. But Yoongi knew it had nothing to do with innocence. “Baby, is that all you had to say?” Yoongi nodded, “Well… How about I teach you? What you want? Blowjob? That should be a great start” Jimin spoke fast as he spread Yoongi’s legs and got in between them and looked up at his sexually-inexperienced boyfriend. “I don’t bite, baby, just a nibble.” He said as it tried to pull down Yoongi’s sweatpants before the elder stopped him with a shaky hand, “W-Wait, baby, slow down- take it slow, okay?” The dongsaeng nodded as he promised. As Jimin pulled down his boxers and sweatpants, he saw the long member on full hard. Jimin gulped and wet his lips as he imagined having it in his mouth and hopefully in his mouth.

Yoongi was nearly going into full panic mode. It was quiet in the room, still and no noises in the background. Yoongi was about to push Jimin away and said he didn’t have to give him his first blowjob, but it was all to late as he saw Jimin take his head into his mouth, sucking him. Yoongi gasped then grunted as the sudden pleasurable sensation wash over him. He knew he was sensitive, but that reached to new heights as he felt the wet, lewd feeling go up and down on his dick. He bit his lip, finding it awkward to moan at something so small like this. “But it feels so good..” He thought then groaned, tipping his head back, hitting his head on the headboard but he ignored the pain as the pleasure took over. Jimin moaned around his dick to ignore his gag reflex, taking the inches into his mouth, going up and down on him at a reasonable pace. Jimin pulled his head back and kitten licked the pink tip while his hand worked the rest of his member. His plump lips looked made to suck his dick, the perfect shape to lead him to an orgasm.

Details: this is my first time (sort of) writing smut so this may be a little awkward oops? But it will be a AU obviously, and it will be smut. Several kinks and explicit language and it will be ambw

I was at my desk, writing out my final, and hopefully last draft, of my English essay that is soon to be due at 12am. My dumbass kept prolonging it and told myself “Oh, I’ll just work on it later.”

Later turned out to be at exactly 11:15.

I’m not even close to being finish, or quarterly done with it. And it doesn’t help that my friend, best friend I have known for over two years now Namjoon, kept blowing up my phone, begging me to hang out with him.

Namjoonie🌹 – 11:10

Y/N :(

Namjoonie🌹 - 11:10

Y\N :(

Namjoonie🌹 - 11:11

Y\N :( what the fuuuuck answer me I’m bored ☹

Namjoonie🌹 – 11:14

Y\N I swear if you don’t pick up my shit I’m gonna stop being friends with you

Nubian Princess💖👑 – 11:16

Sorry boo I was eating ice cream I have to get this paper done Ill text you when I’m done I’m so stressed out ☹

Namjoonie🌹 – 11:17

im coming over

Okay, well shit

He’s coming over.. This boy is killing me.

I had realized how fine Namjoon was since the day I fucking met him in my English class. He’s tall, handsome, full lips and overall perfection in whatever he does. He has a husky voice when he speaks English, his body is incredible and fit in all the right places. I just wonder how much he’s packing.

I crossed my legs in my office chair, trying to get some relief as I thought about my best friend. Just talking about him makes me go wild. I bit my lips and continued to type, slightly rocking side to side to get some type of pleasure as I thought about riding Namjoon, thinking about.

I let out a small moan as I kept moving side-to-side and didn’t hear as my door opened and shut and locked behind as the man of the hour walked in.

“Whatcha doin’, my little Nubian princess?” He mocked me as I jumped slightly, uncrossing my legs and turned around in my seat to see Namjoon, smirking as he looked over me. You may not see it because I’m black but I’m blushing everywhere.

I looked at my lap, rubbing my thighs to get the sweat off of them and looked at him, biting my lip in embarrassment, “Nothing.. just writing this paper” I stammered over my words then looked at him as he walked closer to me and then leaned over my shoulder to see what I was writing, which was about some social problem currently going on in the United States and how it affects me and the community.

As he leaned over, his neck was exposed to me and his side profile struck my heart. This man is such an ethereal beauty, his jawline was sharp and I hope that cuts me and my pussy as he ate me out like the prime king I know this man is. I smell his faint cologne on him. He smelt so heavenly…

He looked co casual in his puma joggers and black hoddie I want to take it off of him just to put it back on him. He looked at me with his curious eyes and looked at my chest then back at me. I probably looked so ugly to him right now. I was so focused on writing this damn paper I didn’t even glam up for him. I was wearing these shorts and a sports bra with a jersey. I had my weave up in a ponytail.

“You okay?” He asked and rested a hand on my thigh and I sat still for a second and then I pushed his hand away in a jokingly manner and nodded, a sudden confidence coming over me (shit I hope he comes over me)

“Yeah, I’m fine, it would be better if you wasn’t here though” I grinned and he stood up and he put his hands back on my thighs again and I cleared my throat. Now, I know I’ve wanted this man for so long but who doesn’t like a good challenge?

“I saw what you were doing earlier”

Oh fuck

“You were thinking about me, weren’t you?” He smirked at me and started rubbing me up and down and I tried my best to not seem affected. I really wanna give in right now but my pride is saying to not to. But damn, I want his dick so bad right now.

I rolled my eyes and pushed him towards my bed then faced my computer, starting to type, “You wish I was, Babyboy.”

He chuckled as he laid there, watching me as I was writing my paper. It was silent for a moment and I totally forgot he was there after a while.

Then I started feeling kisses on my neck. Soft, gentle, wet, kisses on my neck.

I was shocked, not gonna lie but I ignored him. I tried my best to. He started at my shoulders, rubbing them down, almost as massaging them, to my hands, grabbing a hold of them and placed them in my lap. He said in his husky voice, “I heard you were stressed.. I can take care of that for you, baby.”

Oh yes please

He licked at my neck and caressed up and down my brown skin. I felt hot everywhere, like I had a fever. I tilted my head, closing my eyes as I let him have his way with me.

He put one of his hands over my shorts and let him untie it as he kissed to my jaw to finally my lips. He and I kissed as I felt him slide his hand into my shorts, luckily I didn’t have any underwear on and started rubbing my clit and I whimpered against his lips.

I started moving with his hand, letting out deep breaths and I felt him smirk against his lips, moving two fingers faster, going in circles with my wetness on his fingers. If he doesn’t stop teasing me I swear

I’m going to break his damn fingers.

“N-Namjoon please…”

“Please what?” He said, teasing me even more.

I’m definitely not calling him-

“Please daddy?”

You damn traitor

“Just the way I like it, baby” He said and I felt him slide both of his fingers inside me and I let out a small noise of pleasure and I leant back in my chair and he got on his knees in front of me and pulled down my shorts and saw my brown pussy but I knew he was my focused on my pink insides he was currently fingering. His long, slender fingers moved inside me so skillfully and I was enjoying ever second of it.

I gripped the arms of my chair, trying to grab onto something, moaning and rutting against his fingers, arching my back in pure pleasure. “You sound so pretty baby, you like me fingering you don’t you?” I nodded, moaning more.

He and I discussed our kinks before and he knew I get off to dirty talk.

I started moaning more once I felt a long strip of his tongue as he kept fingering me. I moaned louder and I knew he liked it. Namjoon and his cocky behavior.

He lapped over my pussy, his fingers moving a mile a minute, in and out of me and I felt my thighs shaking. He looked at me as he sucked on my clit and I knew that’s the minute I was thrown overboard. His full pink lips matched perfectly with my black skin and my pretty pink clit.

I gripped his blonde hair and I threw my head back, moaning so loud I think I woke up my neighbors. Thank god my mom was out the house.

“I’m so close to cumming, baby” I said, whining and I felt him suck on my core and I swear I ascended to heaven from that leather chair. He swirled his tongue in my brown lips, gripping both my thighs, pulling me closer to his face and that’s where I let lose, shaking as my orgasm came throughout me.

He gave one last lick and then pulled his head away and looked at me, rubbing me softly as he looked at me, smiling confidently.

“Still feeling stressed?“