บท 40: CHAPTER 38
They eat dinner in silence, the only sounds come from their spoons against the bowls and Yoongi sighing in happiness from time to time. For him, it's still surreal, he doesn't have to come back to that company never again? Finally, his dream came true.
There's only one more thing left: kill Bang PD.
Yoongi's blood boils every time he remembers what his ex boss did, he has to remind himself every time Jimin is safe and taken care of next to him. Jimin isn't in danger anymore.
"Guys, I had an idea." Jimin begins. Yoongi looks at him immediately, did he know I was thinking about him?
"Go on, Mini."
"Jin, can I sleep in your room from now on? I mean, we left the company and I need an empty space if I want to keep working. Does it bother you?" he smiles shyly at his boyfriend.
Seokjin almost chokes at the last question. "Of course not, baby! You never bother me, move in with me whenever you want."
Jimin sighs in relief and sends him a flying kiss, which Seokjin gladly returns.
"I also thought about something, actually. Joonie, Yoongs, I don't mind sharing my office with you if you ever need more space."
"Cutie, I can work from my bed, but I'll keep it in mind." Yoongi smirks to his boyfriend.
"That's a great idea Jinnie."
"What about Hoseok and me? We can't just fight with the ghosts of our rooms. Should I start going to the gym?" Jungkook wonders, more to himself than the others.
"No, it's dangerous." Yoongi immediately replies. "Remember Mimi? We need to stay here as much as we can until we find her—not the other way around. Ugh, that bitch."
"Guys, I'm good." Hoseok shrugs. "I don't need to practice, my skills never fade away. I can go with Taetae to trace Mimi, maybe he needs someone with a gun if we see her. Does that work for you?"
"Uh—what?" Tiger frowns. Didn't Jimin tell the others?
Hosoek giggles loudly, covering his mouth. "Whoops, my bad, I forgot. No worries, I'll talk with Tae when he comes back."
* * *
"How was it?" Jungkook closes the door of his room, resting his back against it.
"How was what?" Tiger asks with an eyebrow raised.
"The dinner with the boys. Are you beginning to like?"
Tiger blinks and takes a sit on the bed. "No."
"Oh, yeah," he clears his throat, "no pressure."
* * *
"Seokjin-ah, I just put my pajamas on your wardrobe. I don't think all my clothes fit in here, besides mine doesn't bother me there. Even if I empty it all, I can't move it."
Seokjin hugs him from besides and kisses his shoulder. "Whatever works for you Jimin-ah. Do you want to sleep with me today or do you want to sleep with Hobi?"
Jimin turns around and pecks his lips. "I want to sleep with you. I feel safer when I spend the night with you too."
Seokjin moves his blonde hair to each side of his face tenderly. "How are you feeling?"
Jimin shrugs. "Weird. It doesn't feel real. I mean, those men. . . I can't believe Bang PD controlled everything. I'll never forgive him. Never."
Tears threaten to fall off from his eyes and Seokjin places a few kisses on his cheek, hugging him tightly, while Jimin holds the back of his hoodie with his tiny fists.
"We won't let anyone touch you, baby. They'll have to kill me first if they want to hurt you."
Jimin whines and pouts. "Don't say that, hyung. If you die, I die."
Seokjin pulls away and kisses him shortly. " I don't like it either when you say it."
"Then we should stop talking."
Jimin breaks the short gap between them and kisses him. He opens his mouth and Seokjin slides his tongue, exploring his mouth all over again. He leads both of them to the bed and pushes Jimin's body gently. He breaks the kiss just to kiss him again with a smile on his face and Jimin doesn't miss it. Both of them know Seokjin hasn't topped in awhile and both of them are eager to feel each other again. Jimin craved his hyung's caresses so much, just as much as Seokjin did.
Seokjin leaves butterfly kisses down his neck, sucking on his sweet spot right up his collarbones. Jimin moans loudly—he has been thankful the rooms are soundproofed since Jungkook joined, though it doesn't matter anymore if they weren't because Jungkook discovered everything a few months ago. If Jimin was in his usual headspeace, he would want to dig a hole and jump there, but as he goes deeper and deeper in his subspace he doesn't care anymore who can or can't hear his moans.
"Hyung," he moans when Seokjin kisses the tip of his dick, all Jimin's clothes already removed. "Y - you can make love to me right now, no n - need to wait any longer."
"Needy, huh?" Seokjin smirks and Jimin nods quickly.
Seokjin leans forward and caresses his cheek. He places his mouth on his ear and whispers, "Be a good boy for me and remove my shirt, will you?"
"Yes." he moans, Jimin loves to be a good boy. He wants to be the best boys to all his boyfriends.
Jimin throws the shirt to the floor and puts his hands on Seokjin shoulders, caressing all way down his nipples and torso, until he reaches his pants.
"Can I?" he asks with puppy eyes.
If they weren't about to have sex, it wouldn't have turned Seokjin on—but right now his dick hardens.
"Go on, baby boy." Jimin unbuttons his jeans and slides his hand down, cupping Seokjin's erection. Seokjin moans and Jimin giggles, biting his plump lower lip.
The youngest gets rid of the elders pants and boxers and Seokjin slowly pushes him down again, never breaking eye contact. He holds Jimin's wrists above his head. "Wait a sec."
Seokjin walks to his wardrobe and a moment later comes back with a few soft red clothing. Jimin's mouth waters when Seokjin ties his wrists over his head.
"Stay still for me, baby boy."
Jimin moans as an answer, his eyes closed. Seokjin ties both of his legs at each corner of the bed and Jimin's dick twitches.
"Such a holy body, angel." Seokjin observes Jimin for a few more seconds until his mouth finds its way to his milky skin again.
He sucks on Jimin's right nipple, while he plays with the other. Jimin moans and thrusts his hips from time to time, trying to rub his dick against Seokjin's.
"No, no, no." Seokjin slaps Jimin's dick gently. "Bad boy, baby. You'll cum when I tell you so, mm-hmm? You can't cum without my permission."
Jimin moans. "I unnknow if I can hold it. I need you."
Seokjin smirks. "Shh baby, this will help you."
Jimin whines at the lack of Seokjin's body over his. The elder comes back soon with a cock ring and puts it on and kisses the tip, reciving a moan from Jimin as an answer.
Seokjin's lips come back to his nipples, this time on the left one. He doesn't stay for too long as he can't wait to fuck—make love—to Jimin. He fingers him for a few minutes, but somehow Jimin's hole's always loose. Seokjin doesn't know if it's because Jimin only bottoms and there's five of them or because he plays with himself too much.
Must be both.
Slowly, he pushes in.
"Move," Jimin moans, "y- you can move, y - you don't need to wait. I'm okay."
Seokjin moves his head to make eye contact with him. "Remember to yell 'red' if you need me to stop, okay? I don't want to hurt you. Oh, and I promise you won't wear that cock ring for too long."
"I'moka - ahhh." Jimin moans at the same time Seokjin thrusts inside him.
At first, Seokjin's thrusts are slow but deep. When he finds Jimin's prostate, his thrusts become faster and deeper. Jimin becomes a moaning mess, curling his toes and tightening his fists as Seokjin looks out for his release. Jimin lets out a pitch cry at his first orgasm denial. Seokjin holds Jimin's waist in place, and digs his nails into his skin when he cums. He rests his head on Jimin's shoulder for a moment, recovering his breath.
"Can I cum now?"
"Not yet." with that being said, he starts pounding in Jimin again, while the younger lets out small cries, a few tears falling from the corner of his eyes at the immense pleasure his boyfriend makes him feel.
"H- hyung," he moans, music to Seokjin's ears.
"Moan that again for me, baby boy." he slams his dick right on his prostate.
"H - hyung, ahhh, r - right t - there."
"You like it, huh? You wish you could cum now, right baby boy?"
"P - please, hyungie. I'mma good boy." he says between pants.
"Ahh fuck," Seokjin groans, his dick twitching inside Jimin every time he calls him that.
"Your hyung's about to cum baby," he thrusts deeper, harder, and faster until he reaches his high again.
Jimin lets out a cry at his denied orgasm. He needs to cum so bad, Seokjin's cum inside him makes his small dick twitch pathetically.
"Let me cum, hyung." he begs, his eyes closed in pleasure.
"Soon, baby boy. Let me cum one more time," he leans on his ear and whispers, "then I'll let you cum and I'm gonna drink all your milk."
"I wanna your milk too." Jimin moans, too deep on his subspace. "Baby boy wants hyungie's milk."
"As you wish, baby."
Seokjin thrusts harder this time, not stopping to catch his breath. Jimin's moans help him to reach his high one more time, but he pulls out before he cums. "Open your mouth for me, baby boy."
Jimin does as he's told. He sticks his tongue out, ready for his milk. Seokjin strokes himself a few times, cuming on Jimin's mouth and face. Jimin moans and swallows it, while Seokjin removes the cum on his face with his fingers and lets Jimin lick it. Seokjin's always amazed by Jimin's tongue skills. Should Jimin give him a blowjob?
"Baby boy, you won't come when I take off your rin gcock, understood?"
Jimin nods. He has to hold his orgasm until his hyung tells him he can cum. He has to be a good boy for his hyung.
Seokjin slowly takes off the ring and he stares at until Jimin whines.
"H - hyung, I can't hold it. I'mmbout to -" Seokjin puts Jimin's dick in his mouth, moving his head up and down, sucking it the way Jimin likes it.
"Ahhh hyung." Jimin cries, cuming right after.
Seokjin milks him out with one hand, while he keeps swallowing his baby boy's release.
Jimin's dick softens and he whines. "Hyung, I'm sensiti - ahhh." he moans, while Seokjin retakes his blowjob, Jimin's dick hardening again.
"Ngh ahh hyungie~" Seokjin slides three fingers inside Jimin, curling them to find his prostate again.
"T - there, hyung, right t - there. Ahh yes yes yes r - right there."
Seokjin removes his mouth, stroking Jimin's dick with his free hand. He wants to encourage him and watch his face when he cums.
"Yeah, that's it baby. You're doing so good, so be a good boy and cum one more time for your hyung."
Seokjin's hands, voice, and the three fingers thrusting on his prostate over and over is more than enough for him to cum again. Seokjin milks him all the way out, swallowing down his cum again until there's no more left.
He licks his own lips when he raises his head. "Your milk is the best baby boy. Do you wanna taste yourself?"
Jimin moans as an answer, opening his mouth. Seokjin relocates himself, his elbows on Jimin's sides. He slides his tongue in and Jimin moans at his own taste. They make out for a few minutes, until Seokjin remembers Jimin's still tied up.
"You've been such a good boy for me. Let's remove this, okay?"
Jimin nods with his eyes closed and Seokjin kisses his temple.
Seokjin unties his arms first and then his legs. He lays next to him and caresses his arms, giving them a short message. Jimin remains with his eyes closed, his breath deepening.
"Baby, are you sleeping?"
"Lay here, we clean tomorrow." Jimin manages to say in a whisper, too tired to let himself taken care of and change the sheets.
"As you wish, baby." Seokjin kisses his nose and Jimin smiles.
The blond head curls himself closer to him, resting his head on Seokjin's chest while the elder wraps a protective arm around his waist.
Seokjin places kisses on top of Jimin's head until he falls asleep.
No one will hurt their baby again.
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