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It was a rare treat nowadays that Seokjin could just stay at home without any eyes or cameras on him. It was like this for all of them, and Seokjin wasn’t complaining. However, when he did have some space to himself, he preferred to stay hidden indoors. While his anatomy wasn’t something he hid from the members- he couldn’t when they’d loved in such close quarters for so long- he hadn’t told him about this particular pass time. On the rare days such as this, Seokjin liked to air his pussy out in the privacy of his home.
Dressed in an oversized shirt that he was practically swimming in, which was long enough to reach his knees, Seokjin hadn’t even bothered with panties that day.
As he sat on his couch, sucking lazily on a juicy lollipop as he scrolled through his phone with the other, the doorbell rang. He wasn’t expecting any delivery, so if it was someone who got the wrong address, they’d leave. If it were someone he knew, they’d probably call him.
When nothing happened, he went back to scrolling insta, giggling quietly at a cute cat video and immediately saving it to send it to Yoongi later.
“So you are home!”
Seokjin startled, not having heard the other come in.
But Jimjn didn’t look angry. His pout quickly turned into an interested smirk as he raked his eyes over the elder.
“Jimin-ah,” Seokjin grinned happily, waving him over. “This is a pleasant surprise!”
Jimin didn’t have to be told twice to come closer, and he cut the distance between them in a few quick strides.
“Enjoying your day off, hyung?” he said as he plopped down next to Seokjin, pulling him into a quick hug so the latter was practically in his lap.
“Mhm” the elder nodded, lips wrapped around his grape-flavoured lollipop, not making a move to pull away from the hug.
Jimin nodded, chin tucked over his hyung’s shoulder as they sat together, content to just be in his presence.
After a few moments, the elder shifted, turning so that he was facing Jimin and let the younger wrap an arm around him before pulling his treat out of his mouth with a pop and offering it to the other with a small smile.
Jimin’s eyes had been fixed on the shirt which had ridden considerably higher on Seokjin’s pale legs, revealing creamy skin. He smiled sweetly at the elder and sucked the glistening sugar ball into his mouth, letting out a pleased hum at the pleasant taste.
Seokjin rattled off about some new pc game he’d been meaning to play, content to let Jimin play with his growing hair as he suckled on their shared treat.
The younger hummed along and moved away after a couple moments. Seokjin brought the treat back to his lips, licking it before sucking it into his mouth. Jimin’s gaze remained fixed on where Seokjin’s plump lips were once again wrapped around the purple treat.
Considering his options, Jimin bit his lip thoughtfully before finally giving in to his desire.
As Seokjin leaned into him, letting his head rest against his chest and closing his eyes as he continued to enjoy his treat, Jimin slowly trailed a shaky hand up his thigh, pausing when Seokjin’s eyes shot open as his fingers reached the hem of his shirt, which had ridden up almost to his hips by now. He looked up and met Jimin’s gaze. The younger held his breath even as his fingers traced intricate patterns into the skin of Seokjin’s thigh in question.
After a moment of maintaining the silent eye contact, Seokjin slid his legs open wide and Jimin’s eyes widened at the sight.
Then, a smug smile pulled at his lips.
“What’s this? No underwear? Were you planning this, hyung?” he teased, only to giggle and press a kiss to the side of Seokjin’s head when the other simply glared, his ears burning red.
The elder huffed.
“Do you or do you not want this, Jimin-ah?” he asked, unable to mask the pout in his voice.
The younger grinned in response and plucked the glistening sweet from Seokjin’s hand, twirling it between his fingers by its white stick, “Oh, I plan to enjoy this, hyung.”
Instead of answering his look of confusion verbally, Jimin moved off the couch, crouching between sj’s legs and pushing his loose shirt higher up his chest.
“Put your feet up on the couch, hyung,” he said, watching with a pleased glint in his eyes as Seokjin did so despite his raised eyebrow. His cock throbbed at the sight of the way this position put Seokjin’s pretty pussy on display, the pink folds peeking through as the wide stance pulled his lips apart.
“So fucking pretty,” Jimin muttered, tracing the slit reverently with his free hand, pausing when the elder shuddered at the touch.
“T-Tickles,” Seokjin clarified when jm looked up to make sure he was okay.
Jimin hummed, leaning down to lay a kiss on the soft pussy lips, smirking at the way sj’s toes curled against the sofa seat.
“Just relax, hyung,” he said sweetly, waiting for Seokjin’s nod, before licking along the slit.
He moaned lowly at the taste, but he ignored his hunger and Seokjin’s already hitched breath. He had something a little different planned today.
Instead of delving in to the juicy cunt like he wanted to, Jimin licked the stolen lollipop, sucking it till it was slick with spit once more, before gently stroking it along the quivering lips of Seokjin’s cunt. A surprised moan spilled from his lips, before he immediately bit them, sending Jimin a confused glare.
What the fuck are you doing? his eyes seemed to scream.
Jimin only squeezed his thigh reassuringly before pulling the soft, plump lips apart with the fingers of his free hand, before pushing the wet lollipop into the pretty cunt.
Seokjin hissed even as his pussy throbbed around the candy, and immediately grew wet, his fluids starting to make the movements of the lollipop smoother against his folds.
“F-Fuck,” he gasped, fists clenching the material of his shirt, where he’d pulled it up to hold it out of Jimin’s way. “Where did you think to d-do this?” he stuttered.
Jimin, who’d been caught off guard by the urge to do this himself, could only offer a half shrug and a shameless grin.
Seokjin rolled his eyes, but his flushed cheeks gave away how much he was enjoying this.
Jimin continued to move the lollipop inside Seokjin, biting his lip at the filthy squelching sounds it made each time he pushed it in deeper.
Seokjin’s chest heaved, his eyes having fallen shut as Jimin continued his ministrations. When Jimin pulled the lollipop out with a pop, his eyes opened and the shorter man saw the glazed look in them. Keeping his gaze fixed on the glazed gaze, he pushed it back in, before pulling it out, fucking it in and out of Seokjin’s throbbing, leaking cunt a few times as the latter whined and babbled, and his thighs trembled from how overwhelmed he was.
Jimin’s own cock was hard and leaking in his pants, and he adjusted his clothes to free his length, groaning as it jumped free and twitched with need.
Almost there , he thought.
After one last thrust, he pulled the lollipop out, tossing it aside before delving into Seokjin’s leaking cunt, licking a wide stripe up his glistening slit before pushing his tongue into the warm, welcoming folds. He gripped the base of his cock tightly to relieve some pressure as the taste made him groan.
He made quick work of licking Seokjin’s cunt clean of the sweet juice from the lollipop, leaving it instead dripping with a mix of his saliva and Seokjin’s juices, before helping manoeuvre the elder so he was lying fully on the couch.
Moving between his legs once more, Jimin pumped his cock a few times, spreading the precum nicely over it before lining it up with the glistening pussy.
Seokjin came to as Jimin was kissing him, licking into his pliant mouth.
He hummed, moving his tongue languidly against Jimin’s, before pulling his legs up and bending them at the knees, welcoming the other.
Jimin nipped at his lip before licking it, and moved to sucking kisses along his jaw and neck as he pushed Seokjin’s legs up against his chest and shoved in in one go.
With a punched put gasp, Seokjin clamped up against him, twitching in place when his balls hit his ass, but otherwise didn’t protest. Jimin continued to lick and suck at his exposed skin, waiting as his body got somewhat used to the stretch, before pulling halfway out only to slam back in.
A few thrusts in, Seokjin huffed a little breathlessly under him, and Jimin lifted away to remove some pressure from him. Choosing instead to wrap Seokjin’s legs around his waist, Jimin pulled back and did so, noting how the new angle made Seokjin’s jaw go slack and his eyes glaze over again.
A suprized laugh spilled from him as he realized that the new position probably pushed him deeper into the elder. Nearly groaning at the mental image, Jimin gently rubbed his hips where he was gripping them, a stark contrast to his quick paced, hard thrusts.
Seokjin’s moans were drowned out by the slap of skin against skin, and Jimin bit his lip to silence the growl threatening to spill through. He thrust in, burying himself to the hilt, eyes scrunching shut as he spilled himself, painting Seokjin’s insides with his essence. He remained in place, chest heaving as he caught his breath and opened his eyes to let his gaze settle on Seokjin’s puffy eyes and swollen lips.
“You alright, baby?” he asked, his own voice sounding rough in the aftermath.
Seokjin nodded in response, rubbing his eyes slowly and wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth.
“I think I’ll be sore all day,” he admitted bashfully.
Probably the whole week when I’m done with you , a voice in his head responded.
Instead of saying any of that out loud, Jimin simply grinned, eyes scrunching up as he leaned down to press a kiss to Seokjin’s forehead.
“I’ll take care of you, hyungie.”
The elder smiled shyly, about to say something silly or loving, when his gaze fell to the side and his eyes widened in horror.
Heart seizing up at what could have him look so terrified, Jimin froze in place.
“Hyung what-“
“Yah Jimin-ah! What were you thinking? You tossed the lollipop on my white rug!”